Kyojuro had been anxious to become a father since the moment he had been wed.

Of course, he understood something like that took time. But he had been so overjoyed and antsy when he realized that finally, FINALLY, he was going to have an heir.

He could hardly stand waiting the nine months. Sure, the delivery was hellish to witness, and help through. But now the night was silent.

Only a candle lit the shared bedroom. He studies the baby resting against his love's chest.