It was beautiful outside as you tended to the little garden you had started in the backyard, watering the little seedlings as the wind blew gently through your hair. Fukuzawa was sitting on the porch with his tea, sipping on it as he watched Yuko.

He found himself staring for longer then he usually does. he got up, walking down and gingerly wrapping his arms around Yuko, kissing behind their ear and the their neck. "Wanna go inside darling?" he murmured softly.