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Yutarou rarely used the nickname, but at times it would slip out. "Go to bed baby, before you pass out in the hallway." "Tell Ruru-san goodnight for me?" "Promise." XX
Once Yuki was tucked into bed and slowly falling asleep, Yutarou pulled out his cell once again and sent another text, apologizing for the blurry selfie and telling Hiruka what Yuki had requested. Yuki told me to tell you goodnight for her. Good night, Ruru-san! Since he hadn't replied to his selfie, Yuta assumed Hiruka was already fast asleep, and didn't even bother avoiding the image in his mind of the handsome male sleeping. I feel like it's perverted to imagine someone sleeping... XX
A week passed by in what simultaneously felt like an instant and an eternity, time stopping for each special moment spent with Hiruka and Yuki but never seeming long enough to say all the things that needed said. Yutarou treasured every single second. After all, it had been sixteen years since he'd seen the person who had been his entire life once upon a time. They had too many things to catch up on. XX
When Sunday came, Yuki spent the entire morning in a hyperactive stupor, too excited about an amusement park outing to think about anything else. Her enthusiasm was helpful in establishing the mood for the day, however, and she happily gave her dad advice on how to dress. He ended up in a bright red shirt with sleeves ending at the elbows, a pair of jeans, and a leather vest Yui had insisted he borrow. Yuta was still amazed by the fact that it fit him so well. He also allowed Yuki to paint his nails - black, of course, "to match the vest" - and pick out piercings for his ears, which were way too many. He didn't complain, though he did wonder if his daughter was trying to make him look punk goth. XX
Yutarou made sure Yuki didn't wear a skirt for the day, knowing roller coasters would not agree with that choice of clothing, and she ended up with a pair of overalls and a white puffy-sleeved shirt with tiny blue flowers. He attempted to appease her request of having her hair done up in buns like Sailor Moon, but failed epically. "Baby, I think you should ask Ruru-san when we meet him. I bet he'd be much better than me." "I think so too. But thank you for trying, tou-san!" I think I taught her to be a little too honest. XXX
Yuki led the way to Arisu's, the salon just barely coming into view when they caught sight of blue hair in the distance. Yutarou let Yuki run ahead to him, keeping a careful eye on her. "Ruru-san! Tou-san tried to do my hair like Sailor Moon but he failed, can you do it instead?" Savage... "Ohayo, Sora. I hope you're ready for a day of fun and mild stress, it's Yu-chan's first amusement park." XX