Heirot

Jhaptal sat back up and saw the Dark Angel walk back into the room. He smiled at her and nodded again. "Thank you," he said and took the food from her.

"No problem," Siren said then stood up again. "I'm going to go take a nap with Rai, been up for too long. You can leave the dishes on the stool when you're done. I recomend you get some sleep as well."

Siren waved goodnight to the newcomer, using the hand to cover a yawn as she left the room.

She went up stairs and, seeing that Rai was still asleep, she curled up on her side near the foot of the bed and fell asleep without changing her clothes.


Hours later, sun falling on her eyes, Siren wokeup with a groan. She turned and curled up facing the other direction, towards Rai and lay there, unwilling to get up for at least five more minutes.

Rai opened sighed in her sleep, her body moving slowly as her tiny form rolled over under the covers. She curled into a tiny ball, dissapearing under the fabric before she stretched out, yawning. Her tiny eyelids fluttered and opened. She yawned, sitting up slightly.

Jhaptal started on eating his meal as Siren walked away. He finished soon after, but couldn't fall asleep for the life of him, he had been out too long for that already. Instead, he decided to step outside for a walk, though he avoided using his injured right arm.

Soran stirred somewhat as the faint light of dawn found its way into the room. His body protested that all it wanted to do was go back to sleep as his mind woke at daybreak out of habit. The rogue's eyes opened slowly and looked around the unfamiliar room in daylight for the first time, then at Mizuki. His thoughts jumbled and still half asleep, he lay there and dozed comfortably.

Mizuki murmmered in her sleep. Blade babbling and waiting paitently for his mother to wake up and feed him. She sat up and rubbed her eyes then stretched. Blade looked up at her exptantly. She looked down at him then shrugged.

"Alright... in a minute.." she sighed and stretched some more.

Soran's eyes focused more at the sound of Mizuki's voice, and he noted her stretching and Blade's babbling. Glancing at Blade, he realized he still had his forearm resting over the child. He lifted it and rested his palm on Blade's head, biting back a yawn.

Blade turned his head around and saw Soran. He giggled and cooed and practically pounced onto Soran. Cuddling into his foster father. Mizuki looked at them, some surprise in her eyes. She had forgotten for a moment, where she was.

"Good morning Soran." she said, smiling softly. Her hair was slightly dishevled.

Soran's eyes followed Mizuki's voice with a trace of a grin faintly on his lips as he said "Good morning." He propped his head up on one arm and looked around the room, waking up more now but still not interested in getting out of 'bed'. He was looking at Mizuki now with a curious half-grin. "You really slept on the floor all night?" he asked in disbelief.

Mizuki blinked, and turned pink under Soran's grinning gaze. She tried the smooth her hair out while answering him.

"Umm, yes?" she said, uncertain.

"Bababa! Daadee!" Blade cooed and nuzzled his face into Soran'a chest.

Soran smiled inwardly. "Thanks," he said to her, watching the blush spreading across her face with interest. He unpropped his head from his palm and rested it down onto his upper arm instead, looking down at Blade. "Soran," he said gently to the child, fiddling absently with the feathery strands of baby hair on top of his head. He was beginning to think he might be wiser to just accept the name Blade seemed to insist on giving him.

Blade shook his head. "Daadee! Sowan!" he cooed more then remembered he still needed breakfast and threw himself onto Mizuki. "Momee! Muk!" Mizuki turned pinker when Blade asked for breakfast by saying, or trying to say, 'milk'. Blade's black wings glistened in the sunlight that was pouring through the window.

"Um... excuse me." Mizuki said, embarassed as she scooped Blade up in her arms and stood up. "I'm going to...uh...yea.." She motioned to Blade and her chest, blushing, and started to walk out of the room.

Soran blinked at the way Mizuki gestured toward her chest, amused. After she'd left the room, he sat up and moved his arm around experimentally. Finding it stiff, but surprisingly not too sore, he guessed that Siren's potion must have helped after all. The burns on his hands also had not blistered nearly as much as they should have. The skin was a deep red, but considering he'd been too tired to even put salve on them, they had healed well. Satisfied, he thought he would lie down for just a minute more before he got up. The floor felt like a down bed to him, and he was out again in a few seconds despite himself.

Mizuki sat in a chair in the kitchen and fed her son. She looked around the room, noting all the work they'd have to do and the new things they'd have to buy. But, despite some minor fix ups, the house was nice. Good for them anyway, and hopefully they could stay more then a month. Hopefully nothing would happen.

..Hopfully.

Blade suckled a minute more then then released her. She patted his back, he burped, and she then fixed herself and walked back into the room where Soran was with Blade. But she soon noticed Soran was back asleep.

Mizuki smiled and leaned down and adjusted his blanket over him. She stared at his face, smiling, then stood up again and walked to a chair near the window and sat down.

Soran fell into a half-awake zone where he was semi-thinking and semi-sleeping, conscious that Mizuki put the blanket over him, but not enough to acknowledge it. He flashed awake, however, as a thought crossed his mind. Tensho he thought suddenly. He stood up quickly and scanned the room for his client, but saw only Mizuki sitting by the window.