Hisashi rolled off from Jiro, still feeling the sensation of afterglow tingling his everysense. He couldn't hold back the small, satisfied smile that adorned his face.

That was a great one.

But then again, he recalled that every love making session with his blonde angel was always satisfying.

He felt Jiro shifted and then snuggled up to him, out of habit after every lovemaking session. He laid his head on Hisashi's shoulder and nuzzling at the skin there lightly, without any intention of more sex, but just an innocent gesture that came out of habit.

And Hisashi loved that. Dearly. He loved the feeling of Jiro snuggling up to him, he loved the feeling of Jiro's lips on his wet skin, he loved the feeling of Jiro's soft breath cooling his heated skin.

Instinctively he put his hand on Jiro's head, ruffling the soft strands of blonde locks gently, affectionately.

"Do you realize what day it is?" came Jiro's muffled voice.

"What?" Hisashi drawled out lazily.

"Well, it's new year's eve!"

"Yeah, so?"

Jiro shifted a little and stared at Hisashi who in turn stared back at him. "I just wonder what on earth that makes you want to skip the new year party," he said. "I mean, you're the one who can never say no to beer and alcohol"

"Well, we have the beers and alcohol here just fine, Jiro"

Jiro propped himself up and leant on his elbow. "Is there something wrong, Hisa?" Jiro frowned.

Hisashi stared back at his lover, frowning a little too. "No," he said slowly. "What makes you think so?"

"Come on, Hisa-chan. It was there in everyone's eyes when you refused Tekko's invitation to the New Year's party. Usually on New Year's party you'll get so drop dead drunk you can't even recognize the person next to you anymore"

Hisashi snorted. "I'll try not to take that as an insult"

"Really," Jiro chuckled. "And you'll take all the alcohol that were there while I just have a few beer and some soda. And then you'll go completely the opposite of your usual self, and then sing loudly and drunkenly with Tekko. And then in the end it's me and the staff who are left with the task of dragging you to your room"

"I really did that?" Hisa laughed.

"Yeah you did!" Jiro said back, his eyes twinkling. "It's good that the New Year's eve party like that is closed party without any news and gossip seeker! Or else, the world would see a very un-Hisashi Hisashi on the newspaper the next day"

"You really put a lot of attention ne?" Hisashi smiled at the blonde.

Jiro blushed a little then shrugged casually . "What can I say? I don't really have much to do..."

Hisashi smiled. He really loved teasing Jiro and saw him blushing like that, It was endearing. And the fact that Jiro actually put a lot of attention towards him even before they became lovers... Hisashi gave in to the urge to give Jiro a quick, small kiss.

Jiro grinned and then leant down, kissing Hisashi again somewhat teasingly and lingeringly. When the kiss got deeper and when Jiro had both his hands on either side of Hisashi, Hisashi pushed him back to the bed and settled on top of the blonde.

"Let's just say that it's a bad habit but," Hisashi grinned wolfishly at the pouting Jiro. "I prefer to be on top"

With that he bent his head down and captured his lover sweet mouth, nibbling, sucking at the full lower lips, lifting Jiro's chin with his fingers so Jiro could do nothing but submitting to him.

"And you, Jiro-chan," he said a bit breathlessly after the kiss, " are suppose to be the one submitting to me". He grinned and lapped at the sensitive skin below Jiro's ear sensually. "You're supposed to always be my uke"

"Not fair," Jiro whinned a little. "You never said about me being an uke before"

"It's your nature, Jiro-chan," Hisashi chuckled. "Besides, never heard you complaining about it before, have I?"

His answer was when two hands cupped his face and pulled him into a deep kiss.

"Damn, why do you have to be so gorgeous?" Hisashi grunted. "See, now I'm so ready to jump you again"

"Then do it," Jiro said huskily.

Hisashi shook his head. "Nuh uh, as much as I want to do it, I can't"

Jiro frowned. "What do you mean you can't?"

"Something is bound to happen by midnight"

Jiro tilted his head in silent inquiry. "What?"

"You'll find out soon," Hisashi winked at his lover. "In the mean time, I'll just try to calm my raging hormones"

Jiro giggled. "Okay," he said and scooted closer to his now brunette lover.

Hisashi groaned inwardly. Trying to calm himself and his hormones while Jiro was so innocently but deliciously, temptingly snuggled up at him, with his soft breath near his ear and his fingers trailing lightly on Hisashi's chest and stomach was definitely *not* working.

"Jiro, don't snuggle up to me"

"Why? It's cold, so I just have to snuggle to you"

"uh... use the blanket then"

"You're warmer," Jiro grinned, almost innocently but Hisashi saw something else behind those layers of innocence. "I'd prefer to have you as my blanket"

Hisashi was now really have a hard time calming himself down. He had a surprised planned for Jiro right on midnight, and he couldn't possibly blow it off because he couldn't take a hold of his hormones... right?

Right yeah... he could handle this. Afterall, he was Hisashi that...

Jiro's fingers brushed lazily, almost innocently near Hisashi's crotch.

He was Hisashi that could never refuse Jiro.

When Jiro's fingers brushed teasingly, lightly on his manhood, Hisashi decided to go against his earlier plan.

With a low growl, he pushed Jiro back on the mattress and launched himself on top of him, grinding their hips together almost furiously.

Screw the surprise, he thought.

When a moan escaped those pouty lips of his lover, every thought leave Hisashi's head and he willingly let himself being swept away by the passion.

* * *

Jiro's scream rang in the room as he came and Hisashi subtly emptied himself inside Jiro's tight, hot cave and then slumped bonelessly on top of his heavily panting lover.

"God..." Hisashi groaned, feeling so damn exhausted but also wonderfully blissful at the same time.

Jiro placed light, butterfly kisses on his face and neck. "I love you," he murmured.

"Love you more," Hisashi replied.

Jiro smiled and glanced at the small alarm clock on the bedside table. "It's almost midnight," he murmured, his fingers drawing small, random patterns on Hisashi's back. "Too bad that I couldn't hold myself a little longer... I wanted to come right on midnight" he giggled a little.

Hisashi eyes shot wide open when he realized what Jiro had said. "What time again is it now?" he asked.

"Ummmm.... a minute before midnight... why?" Jiro murmured sleepily.

Hisashi groaned and cursed softly, and he slid out of Jiro's body gently. He rolled off Jiro and tried to stand, losing his balance a little but then he gripped the end of the bed to prevent him from falling and steadied himself.

Jiro frowned at Hisashi's behaviour and pushed himself to a seating position, wincing a bit at the pain on his backside since Hisashi wasn't exactly being gentle with him the last time, though he had no problem about it. "Hisa-chan?" he called out. "What happen?"

Hisashi grabbed his robe and wore it. "I have to check on something," he said, staggering to the door.

"Ma-matte, Hisa," Jiro said quickly, grabbing his own robe and pushed himself to stand. He limped to the door, trying to catch up with Hisashi, supressing the irritating light pain on his backside.

He followed Hisashi to the front door, and when he reached Hisashi's side, the brunette opened the door.

Jiro hissed at the sudden icy wind that blew against him, making all the warmth he just felt vanish in just a blink. "Hisa, what - "

And then he saw it. On the front porch. There was a pretty big baby basket in front of the front door and a small human being was tucked safely under the thick layers of blankets in the basket.

"... A baby..." Jiro whispered in awe, the coldness of the wind already forgotten by the new found surprise.

Sensing that Jiro was still in surprised, Hisashi moved to take the baby basket and bringing it into the room, closing the front door behind him, letting the warmness from the room's heater settled back around them.

Jiro, finally snapped off his shock state, peeked into the basket Hisashi was holding. "Whose... whose baby is it?" he whispered.

Hisashi stared gently at the blonde who was still staring at the baby. "It's your baby, Jiro"

Jiro abruptly turned his face to his lover, in shock and disbelive. "What?"

Hisashi smiled at Jiro's reaction. He put the basket gently on the sofa. "She's your baby, Jiro"

Jiro's eyes grew wide and he gaped a little at his lover. "My baby?? B-but... how come...? I've never..."

"Not your real, biological baby, Jiro-chan," Hisashi explained. "I adopted her for you"

Jiro was definitely getting the shock of his life. He realized he was acting like an idiot, but he couldn't help it.

Hisashi saw the question in those large, liquid brown eyes and smiled. "I know that you have this special fondness for children, Jiro. You really look comfortable and happy around children. And don't try to deny this, but I've seen that particular look in your eyes when you saw Teru with his children"

"I realize that since you are with me, it's impossible for you, for both of us to have children of our own. And sometimes there is a little guilt in me because I can't give you the children you must want so much. So I decided to adopt a baby and I ---"

The rest of Hisashi's words were swallowed by Jiro as the blonde threw himself towards him and kissed him deeply, passionately. "You've never ceased to amaze me, Tonomura," Jiro murmured, his voice thick with emotion. "How could I ever show how happy and grateful I am for having you?"

Hisashi's lips sought Jiro's again. "Just be happy," he murmured between kisses. "And love me"

"I will... damn I will..."

"Now why don't you take a better look at your baby?" Hisashi urged.

"*our* baby," Jiro corrected, kneeling on the floor near the baby. "She looks like an angel"

"She reminds me of you," Hisashi said gently. "When I went to the orphanage, I was soon taken by her eye. Her eyes reminded me of yours, open, innocent and trusting. I just had to pick her"

Jiro scooped the baby out of the basket into his arms. He traced the soft skin of her cheek gently. "You always have good taste, Hisa-chan" he murmured happily.

Hisashi smiled lovingly at his lover, feeling the same happiness that radiated from Jiro. "I have finished all the adoption procedure, Teru helped me. She's legally ours now" he said, walking closer towards his lover and his baby.

"She's ten months old now, and still doesn't have any name. I don't know about her parents... the head of the orphanage said that her parents are dead already. She has no family"

"But now she has, ne, Hisa?"

"Yeah, now she has. So what do you want to name her?"

Jiro thought for a moment the smiled, to the baby and to Hisashi. "It's Aiko. Ai from love"

"That's a pretty name," Hisashi said honestly. "Welcome to the house, then, Aiko-chan"

"So this is what you said would bound to happen at midnight ne?" Jiro smiled. "Thanks, Hisa, really. This is the greatest present I have ever had"

"I know," Hisashi whispered then kissed Jiro softly. "Happy New Year, koi"

Jiro blinked back his tears. "Happy New Year, koishii. Thanks for giving me the greatest New Year ever"

"Let's use the guest room now," Hisashi grinned. "I doubt it's appropriate to bring small children to the room we just used earlier, ne?"

Jiro laughed. "Indeed, it isn't"

Hisashi couldn't help but smiled fondly, affectionately as he watched his lover walked to the guest room, all the way staring, gazing in awe at the little bundle in his arms. "You know, Jiro-chan... you'll make a great mother" he grinned.

Jiro raised his eyebrows at him. "I'll make great *father*" he corrected.

"Yeah, sorry... you'll make a great *uke* father" Hisashi laughed.

Jiro pouted at him but then shrugged it off. He opened the spare bedroom and placed the sleeping baby girl gently on the bed. Jiro climbed carefully on one side of the bed while Hisashi on the other. "You know, that means we have to reschedule our lovemaking session" Jiro said.

"Ah, yeah... the setback of this plan. But we'll always be able to find time, Jiro-chan, don't worry," he winked at the blonde who chuckled at his answer.

Jiro shifted to his side, facing Hisashi and the baby. His fingers played gently with the soft strands of the baby's hair.

He looked up at Hisashi who was watching them. "You know, the plan's a bit risky too actually, don't you think? What if you fell asleep after making love and forgot about her? She'd die freezing out there!"

"That's why, Jiro, I tried my best to avoid the second session. But you were just so irressitable I couldn't help it"

Jiro smiled at the answer. Happiness spread through his very being, to every part of his body, of his mind. The endless gratefulness for having a lover like Hisashi and now a pretty little daughter to add more happiness in their live. He didn't think things could be better.

He clasped his hand over Hisashi's. "Happy New Year, Hisa-chan," he said affectionately. "I wish for everything best to happen to all of us this year"

Hisashi hold Jiro's hand back, tightly. "Happy New Year too," Hisashi smiled. "And I wish that your wish will come true"

"I can't wait to show Aiko to Tekko and Takkun," Jiro grinned excitedly.

"I know," Hisashi smiled at his lover excitement. "But first, sleep, Jiro-chan. We both need it after the... "exercises" we just done"

"Yeah..."

Jiro sighed in content as Hisashi put his arm around him, feeling warmth, happiness and safety blooming in him. There was comfort, and then came tiredness that he had suddenly forgotten after getting the baby surprise from Hisashi.

His eyes drifted close as his muscles loosened and relaxed. "Oyasumi, Hisa-chan..." he murmured sleepily.

"Oyasumi," came the equally sleepy murmured from Hisashi.

It was the new year already and Jiro couldn't wish for a better start than this.

He couldn't wait for the morning to come.