Tsuzuki lies on the bed, her body propped up by pillows, and her feet also propped up on pillows.

She thumbs through a baby magazine, stopping at certain pages to dog-ear them. Muraki walks into the room, carrying a tall glass of pink lemonade and a plate of tuna chocolate chip sandwich. He places them on the end table near her side. He sits on the edge of the bed and rubs her swollen six month belly.

"How are the twins doing?" He beams.

"Same as always, they're kicking inside my stomach."

Muraki kisses her on the lips, "I found a house yesterday, I worked it through with the realotor, we can move in in the next two weeks."

"'K."

Muraki gets up off of the bed, "if you need me, just shout."

Muraki places the dish in the cabinet, wiping his hands on a towel.

A loud scream floats throughout the house, "MURAKI!"

Muraki races into the bedroom, his eyes widen. Tsuzuki calmly leafs through the magazine, she looks up at Muraki.

"It's just a false alarm."

Muraki leaves the room; he's barely three feet away when his name is screamed again, and walking back into the room he sighs exasperatedly.

Tsuzuki still leafing through the magazine doesn't even bother to glance at him, "just another false alarm."

He walks back out of the room, his name is called again, he stomps back into the room, "this better not be another false alarm."

Tsuzuki stares down at the rapidly spreading wet spot in her yoga pants, she stares at Muraki, it's not, and my water just broke."

Muraki paces the floors of the waiting room, stopping every few minutes to stare at the door of the room where Tsuzuki is being kept. Doctors and nurses rush by, offering him their congratulations, giving him curt nods.

A guttural scream comes from out of the room, startling patients and the hospital staff. An old man being pushed in a wheelchair waves his fists as he passes by, "there's a demon in that room, I tell you." He says in a thin, raspy voice. Another guttural scream. Wakaba pats Muraki's arm gently, the rest of the shinigami gang just staring nervously at the door.

A doctor in scrubs comes out of the room. He walks up to the small group, "the birth was a success, and you can go see them now if you wish."

Muraki and the shinigami's enter the room. Tsuzuki smiles at them from the hospital bed, a baby on either side of her, a baby boy with a blue cap on his head, tufts of brown hair peeking out, and a baby girl with a pink cap, her silver hair peeking out from under hers.

"Okay Serenity, Yoru, say hi to everyone."

Five years later

Muraki walks through the front door; two children launch themselves at him.

"Daddy!" They scream in unison. Muraki drops his briefcase on the floor, scooping up the two children into his arms. Yoru holds up a small sheet of paper with four stick figures drawn on them.

"Daddy look what I, Serenity, and mommy drew today."

"What is it?"

"It's a picture of our family."

Tears sparkle in Muraki's eyes. Tsuzuki walks into the living room. She kisses on the cheek.

"How was work today?"

"It was hectic as always."

Tsuzuki claps her hands together, "alright kids, mommy and daddy have to have a grown up talk. Go upstairs and watch television in the playroom."

Muraki places the kids on the floor, they run out of the room and up the stairs, their tiny little feet making pattering sounds. Tsuzuki leads Muraki into the kitchen; she produces a small blue vial from her apron pocket.

'What's that?"

Tsuzuki bites her lip, hesitating a bit, "Watari came over earlier today, he said he'd found the antidote to the potion I had drunk years earlier…I don't know whether I should take it or not."

Muraki cups her face in his hands, "You make the decision that you want to make, no matter what I'm still going to love you."

Tsuzuki stares at the vial in her hands for a moment, she breathes slowly and uncorks it…she carries it to the sink and pours it in, watching its contents swirl down the drain. She rushes back to Muraki and kisses him, "I love you," she whispers.

Muraki caresses her face, kissing her passionately as both of them lie down on the bed, the dark room heightening the sensuality of it all, the pleasure, the gasps, the moans. Muraki kisses her on the lips, all the while their favorite song playing in the background. Dancing in the Moonlight by Anna Shibuya.

And together we dance in the moonlight

Our bodies and passion commingling

I love the taste of your feelings

Don't wake me from this dream, so that for all eternity we can remain dancing in the moonlight.

Well it looks like Dancing in the Moonlight is done, after a very long time it's done. After having contibuted to the Yami No Matsuei Fan Stories greatly, I've decide to take a hiatus from writing anymore Muraki x Tsuzuki fanfics or anymore Yami No Matsuei fanfics in general. So...please read my other fics, and drop a review for this one.