~Aomine's Pride~

2 weeks old

-Naming-

"Waaaah! Wa-Waah!"

"Oh come on, stop crying…" a very tired and slightly panicked Daiki went around in the living-room, trying to hush the infant to silence. Nonetheless he felt hopeless when the crying got louder.

He had tried everything, even checking the diaper and it was clean by the way, so he couldn't understand what makes the little one cry so much. His left hand supported the baby's romp as he carefully – yes, he was carefully – patted the back, rocking his own body from side to side.

"It's alright. Daddy is here." He murmured in a low tone, trying to sound as comforting he could manage.

"Mneern…" a light gurgle came from the baby and Daiki flinched when a loud burp exploded out.

Chuckling he held the baby so they were face to face. "So that's what you held in?"

The baby in turn hiccupped two times and then a giggle came. Daiki shook his head, wondering if his wife maybe was a handful when she was a baby.

"Good for you to look like me."

Too good to be true, his son is a perfect copy of himself both in hair and hue color, even the eyes.

"That wasn't so nice, Daiki." A fake hurt-ed voice came from behind, making Daiki turn to look over his shoulder.

"It's true." He split of a grin to his newly arrived wife. "He will certainly be tall too."

"You don't know that."

"Pfft, who gave you air?"

"My lungs?"

"It is an expre- he fell asleep.." Daiki swept his navy blue orbs over his son's sleeping face, thumb stuck in between the small lips. He heard how his wife came closer and soon she stood with her left side leaning on his right.

She chuckled, making him raise a brow. "You are right, he looks like you."

"Told you so." He mumbled, still not averting his eyes from the baby. "Ne, Daiki. He needs a name."

"Mm… got any good ones?"

"Well," the woman of the Aomine family curled a curl of her pink hair around her pinky. "I was thinking of Aoihi or maybe Anmi."

"I don't like that his first name has to being with A."

"What? Aomine Anmi have special ring."

"N.O."

"How mean…" Daiki rolled his eyes at her pout, wondering if she still had a little bit of her 16 year old self left. "Then, you come up with something better."

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"Kaigun."

"Kaigun?" Satsuki looks up to her husband with curious pink orbs. "Why Kaigun?"

"Well, the hair and eyes are navy blue, plus, Aomine Kaigun has its own little melody."

Satsuki smiled, knowing what he meant. Looking to her sweet baby she carefully spaced her hand over his soft head. "Kaigun."

At that moment, Daiki felt the enormous mass of pride wash over him.

Thinking of multi-story with how we will follow Aomine take care of Kaigun, plus Satsuki.

As obvious as it is, this is an AoMomo fic with hints of other pairings, both shounen-ai and hetero.

Please review! And fav! (:

/ Fairy-Tail-Kijutsu