The first thing that Tsukune saw when he opened up his eyes was a small pair of closed ones immediately in front of him. He smiled. His daughter, Maryiana, often crawled in bed with him and Moka when she got scared. In other words, every night. He didn't mind though: like every father, he loved his daughter to death and would always spoil her. He rolled over and looked at the clock: 7:30. Time to get up. He quietly raised himself out of bed, careful not to disturb his wife or daughter, and slipped into his shoes as he pitter-pattered out of the bedroom. He didn't have far to walk to get to the kitchen, since they lived in a small apartment, so he was making a batch of coffee in no time. He had just poured himself a cup when he felt a strong pair of arms grab him by the waist. He smiled.

"Sorry to wake you." He said to Moka as he took a sip of coffee. He felt the low rumble of her voice in his chest as she responded.

"It's okay; I was about to get up anyway." She let go of his waist and stepped to his right side to grab a cup of coffee from the pot. Tsukune glanced over at Moka. She was wearing a nightgown that she often used (his favorite, Tsukune noted with a smile), and her silver hair was, as normal, left to hang down. She finished filling her cup and noticed Tsukune looking at her. "What?" She asked.

"Nothing. I just still can't believe you're mine." Moka smiled a tiny smile.

"You've been saying that for the past ten years, Tsukune."

"That doesn't mean that it isn't true."

"Yeah yeah…" Moka said, trying to brush it off, but Tsukune knew that she was secretly happy at what he said; showing it just wasn't in her nature. She took a sip from her coffee, and her face contorted into a look of pure disgust. Tsukune sighed and stepped away from the sink. Moka quickly took his place, all but vomiting into the sink. Tsukune waited until she came up and wiped her mouth to speak again.

"Moka, why do even try drinking coffee if you hate it so much?" Moka gave him her patented death look.

"I do it for my own reasons! Now, let me wash the taste from my mouth with some real breakfast!" Moka demanded. Tsukune, quite used to his wife's demands, simply opened his arms without resistance and let her take her fill. When she was finished, she pulled away and licked her lips.

"Ahhhh." She cooed. "The best way to start the morning!"

"Ehheheh… Yeah, the best…" Tsukune pretended to agree, holding his neck to prevent the blood from spurting out. Even though it had been happening virtually every morning since they met, it still hurt when Moka sucked his blood. However, the pain quickly vanished and Tsukune walked over to the refrigerator to make a breakfast suitable for his human body. He rummaged around until he found some eggs and bacon, then fired up the stove and started cooking.

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Maybe it was the sound of eggs sizzling, maybe it was the smell, or maybe it was just time for her to wake up, whatever it was, Maryiana Aono's eyes fluttered open and she found herself snuggled up under the covers of her parents bed. She shrugged off the covers and wiggled out of bed, looking for her precious mommy and daddy. However, she didn't see them, but hear them. She tip-toed over to the door and peeked out. Her father and mother were sitting at the kitchen table, talking and eating breakfast. Seeing that they were eating eggs and bacon, her favorite, her stomach grumbled. So, she quickly tip-toed out of the door and tried to sneak up on her parents. Naturally, they saw her out of the corner of their eyes, but they decided to humor her and pretend like they didn't notice her. So, playing the part, Tsukune yelped when she grabbed his leg and said "Good morning, daddy!" Tsukune reached down and picked her up, bringing her level with the table. "Good morning mommy!" Maryiana greeted her mother when she came into view.

"Good morning sweetheart." Her father and mother said in response (Tsukune with a tad more enthusiasm than his wife, but that was too be expected). Maryiana giggled, loving the attention that she got. But then her stomach rumbled again and she looked at the plate in front of her father. She then looked at him and gave him a look that he instantly understood.

"Alright, alright…" Tsukune said, rising from his chair and picking up his daughter, who hungerishly bit into his neck and took her fill as her mother had done a scant few minutes before. Moka smiled, softly chuckling at the sight. Wobbling a tad, Tsukune put his daughter back on the ground and fell onto his chair with a sigh. "I swear, one of these days you two girls are going to drain me dry!" He exclaimed. Moka just chuckled some more, and Maryiana giggled.

Yes, it was just another morning in the Aono household.

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What? Everyone's entitled to writing some cavity-inducing fluff once in a while, aren't they? No? Really? Oh… Might make this a collection of one-shots depending on how many reviews I get… Anyway, hope you enjoyed!