Disclaimer- I don't own Bleach
The Winter War had ended only three months before, but the Soul Society was already on the mend. Buildings and lives were being rebuilt and everyone was grateful for the return of peace into their daily lives. Open positions were being filled and slowly Soul Society was returning to the perfectly oiled, smoothly running machine it had once been. There was still a lingering sadness and betrayal, but those would fade in time too. Never entirely, but enough to let wounds heal. Each division was busy with repairs, paperwork and just plain catching up after the months of upheaval that had forced them to fall behind in their routines. Some were better off than others and would likely recover more quickly, while other divisions, namely those that had been left with open captain seats, would take much longer to fully recover.
"Lieutenant! Lieutenant Hisagi!"
Feet pounding against the pavement echoed through the fenced in walkway and Senna turned just in time to see a black haired man sprint around the corner she and Shuhei had walked around only moments before.
"Ah," the skinny man that barely looked older than twenty panted, his cheeks flushed from the run. "I caught you." Looking up at Shuhei, the young man stuttered over himself for a moment before finding his words. "S-sorry, sir, but, it's just that..."
"Oh, for goodness' sake, Teuchi," Senna sighed agitatedly, folding her arms over her chest. "What is it?"
"Oh, right, sorry, Lieutenant, but Captain Ukitake needs your help in the division office as soon as possible."
"Ok, thank you, Teuchi. I'll be there in just a minute," Senna said, shaking her head as the young man ran off the way he had come. Turning back to Shuhei, she sighed as a smile tugged at her lips. "Looks like dinner's going to have to wait tonight."
"It's alright, I've got a few things to catch up on myself. Meet me at my office when you're done?"
"Sure.. Captain Hisagi," she answered, the title he had been bestowed with only a week before falling mockingly from her lips. Giving him a quick kiss, she turned to go back to the Thirteenth Division.
"Hey, Lieutenant Hisagi," he called, smirking when Senna stopped to look over her shoulder at him. They had been married for only two months, but she was still getting used to the change in her own name. "Come home soon. That's an order."
She shot him a playful glare. "That better be an order from my loving husband and not the Ninth Division captain," she called over her shoulder as she jogged away.
...Six months later...
"Eating alone again, huh?"
Senna glanced up at Renji, surprised by his appearance, she offered a wan smile and nodded. Turning her attention back to her food as he sat down opposite her. The little restaurant she had chosen for dinner was getting crowded with shinigami now that it was the end of the day for many of them and they could relax and enjoy themselves.
"The Ninth Division has been swamped. Shuhei is still trying to pick up the pieces of what was left after the war, it's not easy and there's so much to do... I've tried to offer to help, but..." she trailed off, sighing as she looked down at her hands that were resting idly in her lap.
"I heard," Renji replied. "You're on medical leave, aren't you?"
"Yeah, I tried to tell Captain Unohana that I'm fine, but she won't listen and to be honest I'm a little scared to go against her orders... But I'm not even allowed in the office at my own squad anymore. The last time I tried to go inside Captain Ukitake actually had Sentaro pick me up and carry me back to my room. It's frustrating, I'm not allowed to do anything but eat and sleep pretty much."
Renji laughed while Senna frowned and looked away. "Everyone's worried about you, Senna," he pointed out. "You can't really blame them. You almost-"
"I'm aware of what happened," Senna snapped, standing up abruptly from the table. "That was weeks ago though and I've been perfectly fine since then... On my own no less."
"Senna..." Renji sighed as the stubborn woman stalked away from him. Shaking his head, he stood up as well. He was somehow no longer in the mood to eat. Deciding to take a walk, he wandered over to the Ninth Division and into the office of the captain who had been at his post just over six months.
Hisagi looked up from the papers he was reading over as Renji plopped down on the chair in front of his desk. "Something wrong, Renji?" he asked upon noting the somber look on his friend's face.
"What about her? Is she alright?" he asked, tossing the papers in his hand aside as he started to stand.
"Calm down, she's fine. Even if you hardly see her anymore, you should still be able to sense that much."
"Then what's going on?" he asked, lowering himself back down into his seat.
"You do realize she's pregnant, right? Everyone knows that it's your kid. I mean you are her husband and all, so I would think you would be-"
"What are you getting at, Renji?" He wasn't in the mood for Renji's blabbering, especially since he sounded so accusing as he spoke. It was a tone he was becoming more and more accustomed with as time passed and Senna's belly grew larger as their child grew inside of her.
"She's been put on medical leave because she nearly lost the baby and she can't do anything, she's alone and you're in here all the time doing paperwork. I understand there's a lot to do now that you're captain, but Senna's your wife now. You have more responsibilities than just those of a captain's, you have to be there for her and for your kid."
"I didn't know you cared so much," Hisagi replied bitingly.
"It's Senna, we all care about her stubborn ass even if we would rather pretend not to. She was at dinner alone. Again. How long has it been, Hisagi, since you actually ate with your own wife? Have you even noticed the bags under her eyes and the way she fakes every smile she gives? It's not good for her, or the baby."
"She's my wife, Renji-"
"Then maybe you should act like her husband, Hisagi, before someone else decides to step in and actually fill the position."
Hisagi was up and out of his seat in an instant. He had Renji by the collar and hoisted off of his chair not a moment later. Renji didn't appear at all bothered by this and simply stared back at Hisagi with a slight smirk.
The door to the office slid open again and a small gasp slipped from the lips of the one who had opened it. Something fell to the floor, a tea cup judging by the sound and the scent and feet pattered against the wooden floor before Hisagi's hand was knocked away from Renji.
"What in the world are you doing?" Senna questioned, her face showing just how distressed she was by what she had found as she stepped in front of Renji and stared at Hisagi like she didn't even know him anymore.
The look in her eyes made him flinch slightly, but instead of trying to comfort her or even explain himself he turned his back on the two people and sat back down behind his desk. "I'm busy," he muttered.
Senna stared at him incredulously, her eyes blinking in an effort to hold back the tears that were threatening to fill her her eyes. She didn't bother to speak, but only shook her head before walking out of the room.
"You're an idiot," Renji directed at Hisagi, his feet already carrying him to follow after Senna. "You alright?" He asked when he caught up to her.
She didn't even bother to glance up at him, she just gave a quick nod and kept on walking.
"Where are you going anyway?" He asked when he noticed they were leaving the grounds of the Ninth Division.
"Home," she answered shortly.
He hesitated. "You're not staying in the Ninth Division? I thought-"
"I have my own home at the Thirteenth. Why would I stay in the Ninth?"
"Because you're married to its captain," Renji pointed out, regretting it the moment that Senna flinched as if she had been stung. "Senna," he sighed, reaching out to carefully take hold of her arm and get her to stop her quick paced walk and actually face him even though she refused to look at him.
It was an obvious lie. She was not fine, she was tired and she was feeling useless and left out since everyone else's lives were going on around her and all she could do was watch by herself.
"You're not fine."
"I'm tired, Renji. I don't want to argue with you, I just want to go home."
He frowned, but didn't want to press her. If she didn't want to talk then he would let her have her way. "I'll walk you."
She looked like she was going to protest, but sighed and nodded absently. The rest of the walk was silent, her hands unconsciously found themselves resting over her womb and the child growing inside of her. It was a protective gesture she didn't realize she did almost constantly.
Senna stumbled, a surprised gasp falling from her lips as she latched onto Renji in order to steady herself as she hunched forward slightly. Her free hand remained over her stomach and her breath came out just a little quicker than normal.
"Are you alright?" Renji asked worriedly, holding her up so she wouldn't fall.
"I..." she trailed off and grimaced, grinding her teeth together and suppressing a moan of pain as her fingers dug into Renji's arm. "I don't know."
"I'm taking you to Captain Unohana," he said, beginning to gather her up in his arms. "Jeez, you're heavy... Sorry, sorry," he chuckled nervously upon seeing the deathly glare Senna was bestowing upon him through her pain.
"I'm pregnant, you idiot, sorry if the fact that there's another person growing inside of me makes me a bit heavier," she snapped.
He chuckled again and then thought it wise to remain quiet.
Senna jolted in the bed she was resting in when the door to her room was rather abruptly and loudly thrown open, banging into the wall.
"I got here as soon as I heard. Are you alright? Is the.. the baby-"
"Fine," Senna answered shortly, turning her face away from Hisagi as he stepped into the room.
"What are you doing here?" Shuhei roughly asked Renji who was sitting by Senna's bedside.
"I'm the one who got her here. It's a good thing I was around, that someone was-"
"That's enough," Senna snapped tiredly, glancing between the two men. "Thank you, Renji, for bringing me here, but shouldn't you get going before Captain Kuchiki gets upset with you? And don't you have work of your own to attend to, Shuhei?"
"Senna," Shuhei began. "I-"
"I'm tired, I'd like to rest and that would be easier to do if the both of you went somewhere else to bicker."
"Can we have a minute, please?" Shuhei asked Renji, sighing and suddenly looking extremely tired and worn out.
Renji didn't appear to want to leave, but relented with a sigh of his own and nodded. Standing up, he walked to the door wordlessly, turning back to look over his shoulder as he opened it. Hisagi had taken Senna's hand in one of his while his other hand rested gently on top of her rounded belly. Senna looked like she was trying to ignore the man beside her and was staring out of the window to her left instead.
"Stubborn ass," he muttered to himself, shaking his head as he left and hoping that the two would work out the distance that had grown between them in past few weeks.
He knew Hisagi well enough to know that he truly did care about Senna, and he also knew that part of the reason for his working so much was because he didn't want Senna helping him. He wanted her to relax, like Unohana had told her. To take care of herself and the child that was growing inside of her. What he didn't realize though was that in his worry over her, he had pushed her away and caused a rift to open between them. He knew Hisagi didn't want Senna to go through everything alone, even if she was used to it and more often than not tried to keep things to herself so as not to bother or worry Hisagi. The two of them really weren't the best at communicating.
He snorted to himself. Hisagi was in charge of the Communicator, the Seireitei's news magazine and he thought it ironic that the man couldn't actually communicate well.
He looked up to see a somber Yumichika strolling down the hallway with a grinning Ikkaku. "Hey guys. What are you doing here?"
"We heard about Senna," Yumichika answered. "Is she alright?"
"Yeah, she's fine. Hisagi's in with her right now so it might be best to just give them some time alone."
"What happened?" Ikkaku asked, with Senna pregnant he had actually taken to occasionally showing his concern for his friend. He would always deny those occasions later.
"Captain Unohana says it was a preterm contraption-"
"Contraction," corrected Yumichika.
Renji shrugged. "It's normal apparently. She's gonna stay here for the night though, just to be sure everything is okay." Renji shrugged again, he didn't know anything about pregnant women and how the entire pregnancy thing worked. It was too complicated.
"Must have surprised her," Yumichika said. "The baby has been pretty well behaved so far. I hope it's a little girl, she'd be so beautiful and I could dress her up and-"
"You know Senna will never let you near the kid, right?" Ikkaku cut in.
Yumichika sniffed arrogantly and ignored Ikkaku.
"If you guys aren't doing anything want to go grab some food? I didn't get a chance to eat earlier," Renji complained, rubbing his stomach as it began to growl at the idea of food being put in to it.
"Yeah, why not," Ikkaku accepted lazily.
"If we can't see Senna then I suppose I'll go along," Yumichika said, sounding very much like his arm had been twisted to force him to go.
"Would you look at me?" Hisagi asked pleadingly.
Senna took a small breath and turned her head on her fluffed pillow to look into her husband's dark eyes. She was tired and it was obvious in the paleness of her cheeks and the way her eyelids were drooping ever so slightly. Hisagi brushed some of her long hair out of her face, it had been taken out of the bun she always wore it in. It had been brushed by one of the nurses and braided over her shoulder so it would be more comfortable for her as she rested. Some of the strands had come loose though and were hanging around her face, he tucked them gently behind her ear.
Sighing, Senna met his eyes when he pulled away. "I would really like to get some rest, Shuhei. You don't have to be here, I know you're busy."
"I'm not going anywhere, Senna. I'm staying here with you."
She managed a small smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. "Okay," she muttered, fidgeting slightly to get a bit more comfortable.
He kept her hand in his and squeezed it reassuringly when she looked over at him, her eyelids heavy. He leaned over her and placed a tender kiss on her forehead. "Get some rest, Senna. I'll be right here when you wake up," he assured her, taking the seat that Renji had vacated and keeping her hand in his.
"You don't have to stay, Shuhei," she told him tiredly. "I'll be fine."
"I'm staying. This is where I should be.. I'm sorry for not remembering that sooner." He kissed the top of her hand and brushed her hair out of her face again.
Another hint of a smile lifted her lips and she nodded once. "I love you," she murmured sleepily. Her eyes begin to close.
"I love you too," Hisagi replied quietly. He watched as Senna nodded off into a peaceful sleep that it was painfully obvious she needed.
"You're awake. How are you feeling?"
"Like I just woke up," Senna grumbled grumpily, rubbing at her eyes and stifling a yawn. "And hungry."
"You're always hungry," Shuhei chuckled.
She gave him a little glare that was almost more of a pout. "What's your point? I'm eating for two, remember?"
"Now, yes, but you've always liked to eat. It's okay though, I find it endearing."
She tossed one of her pillows at him. When he removed the pillow from his face, he was chuckling and Senna was having a hard time smothering the grin on her own face.
"I've missed you," she said, smiling self consciously as she sniffed and looked down at her hands.
"I've missed you too. I'm sorry... I-"
"You don't have to explain, Shuhei. I know you've been busy and I understand that-"
"I was busy, yes, but I could have made time and didn't. After you almost lost the baby.. I just was so scared that you would work yourself too hard again.. I didn't want you to do that so I was trying to make sure you had no reason to work that hard, especially since it happened when you were helping me... I guess in the process I forgot I was trying to protect you and got lost in doing as much work as I could. I never meant to push you away."
She reached out and placed a finger over his lips with a smile. "I know, Shuhei, but in the process you ended up working yourself too hard. Look at you.. You look so tired.. Ugh, I'm still tired for that matter. I can't believe how tired I am all the time."
"Well if you're eating for two does that mean you're sleeping for two?"
"Maybe," she replied with a laugh.
"Then we should go home and take a nap. I could certainly use one." Hisagi admitted, slouching in the chair he was still in.
"I have to have one last check up before I can go."
"I can't believe we're going to have a baby."
"Weird, isn't it?" Senna chuckled.
Hisagi nodded. "Definitely weird."
The door opened as they laughed and Captain Unohana stepped into the room with a kind smile. "Good morning," she greeted warmly. "Looks like you're feeling better today, Senna."
Senna nodded. "I'm still a bit tired, but nothing a nice nap won't fix."
"Glad to hear that," Unohana replied. "Lets do a quick check up and then we'll send you on your way home."
"Well, at least I was told I could help with paperwork," Senna sighed, leaning into Shuhei as they walked back to the Ninth Division. "It's something to do at least. I hated not being able to do anything but watch everyone else do their jobs."
"Just remember that paperwork is only paperwork. No heavy lifting, no training, no-"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," Senna cut in, waving aside Shuhei's words. "I know. I'll behave and do as Captain Unohana says. Promise."
"You had better," Shuhei said, giving her a brief hug and kissing the top of her head. "Now lets go home and take a nap."
Senna sighed happily. "A nap sounds amazing. Then again so does food. A nice pile of it."
Laughing at his wife as she patted her growing abdomen, Shuhei shook his head and kissed her head again. "I really do love you. How about dinner with everyone tonight? They've all been worried I'm sure and it would be nice to get away from the office for a little while."
"I would like that." Smiling up at him, Senna felt happier than she had ever felt.
She was leaning against the man she loved and whose child she carried in her belly and she could see the depth of his love for her in his eyes. Feel it in the kisses he gave her and the way he protectively kept his arm around her as they walked.
Senna ate as if she hadn't eaten in days while Yumichika, Ikkaku, Renji, and Shuhei chatted around her. Captain Ukitake joined them with Captain Kyoraku a few minutes after the food had been set on the table. Senna talked with the two men happily, chuckling at Kyoraku's jokes or at Ukitake who would sigh and shake his head whenever his best friend was a bit too forward in his opinion.
The number of people at their table grew as the night wore on. Matsumoto joined them, too, sitting beside Senna and fussing over her. When the woman became too much for Senna to handle, she told her that Kyoraku had mentioned a drinking contest. She had immediately turned to the captain and challenged him, he hadn't declined.
"I'm going to have to drag him home tonight it seems," sighed Ukitake.
Senna chuckled. "Sorry. Matsumoto was just a little more enthusiastic than I could handle."
"It's fine," Ukitake replied, waving his hand in front of himself to show her it was no problem. "Besides with the two of them distracted it gives us a moment to talk. We haven't done that in awhile. I'm sorry about that, but-"
"It wasn't your fault," Senna cut in. "I was keeping to myself and being stubborn. As usual."
It was Ukitake's turn to chuckle and nod. "Well, anyway, you look much better than you have for awhile. Happier. I'm glad. I was beginning to worry that you would make yourself sick. It's good to see you smile again."
"It is, isn't it?" Shuhei added, wrapping an arm around Senna's waist.
"The pregnancy agrees with you, you look like you're glowing," Yumichika jovially input, beaming at Senna. "I can't wait until the baby is born. He or she's bound to be beautiful."
"Don't go getting any ideas, Yumi," Senna warned. "I refuse to let you dress up my child like a doll."
"Told you she wouldn't let you anywhere near the kid," Renji said, teasingly giving Yumichika a shove.
"So is it a boy or a girl anyway?" Ikkaku asked.
"Won't know until the birth," Shuhei answered.
"We should take bets," Matsumoto squealed. "It'll be fun."
"You will not bet on-"
Senna wasn't able to interject further, but it seemed like the entire restaurant was trying to place money on what gender the baby would be. Sighing and rolling her eyes, Senna figured it would do no good to try and stop what was going on. Once Matsumoto had her mind up to do something it was rather difficult to stop her.
She glanced up when someone patted her on the shoulder. Captain Ukitake smiled ruefully at her.
"Somehow I think you could use a break. Care to join me for some tea back at home?"
"That would be nice," Senna said, nodding and smiling at the man she had missed in the past several weeks. She had been pulling away from everyone and because she couldn't work, she had spent her time away from everyone else and hadn't seen him in some time.
She turned to Shuhei to tell him she was going to go back to the Thirteenth Division, but ended up shaking her head at him and then socking him in the arm when he placed a bet that their baby would be a boy. He grinned at her and shrugged innocently.
"I'm going back to the Thirteenth with Ukitake for some quiet and some tea. Are you coming or are you going to stay out for awhile longer? I know it's been a little while since you've gotten out of the office like this, I would understand if you wanted to stay."
Shuhei glanced from his wife to Ukitake before leaning forward to kiss Senna chastely. "It's been awhile since the two of you have gotten to spend time together, too. Why don't you two go. I'll join you in a little while."
"I think that sounds great," Senna said, beginning to try and stand up, she succeeded when Ukitake helped her to her feet. "Thanks, this extra weight is a bit awkward." She laughed, her cheeks flushed in embarrassment.
"You have gained some weight, haven't you?" Kyoraku asked, appearing over Ukitake's shoulder. His cheeks were tinged pink and he giggled at the frown Ukitake gave him.
"Couldn't really help it," Senna grumbled in annoyance, rubbing her belly.
"Are you leaving, Jushiro?" Kyoraku asked.
"I was planning on it, but it seems like you need a babysitter."
"I'll take care of the captain," Shuhei offered, standing up and clapping the older man on the shoulder. "You two go and have some tea. He'll be fine. I'll be over as soon as I finish up here and get him home."
Senna didn't bother to argue, she walked past everyone and out of the restaurant. Ukitake joined her a moment later and they slowly made their way back to their own division to reconnect and relax away from the crowds of drunk friends.
"Dammit, Yoruichi, I said no!" Senna snapped, slapping the woman's arm from around her shoulders and glaring at her as she attempted to smooth her disheveled hair.
"Did you?" The tan woman asked, a bored look on her face as she stuck a finger in her ear.
"Yes," Senna growled.
"He's your brother, Senna."
"Actually he's not," Senna pointed out in a quiet, smug voice.
Yoruichi sighed. "He's your brother, Senna."
"I know," Senna sighed tiredly.
"So you'll go?" Yoruichi prodded.
Senna sighed again, but nodded. "Yeah, I'll go."
"Alright then," Yoruichi beamed, wrapping her arm around Senna again.
"Not right now though," Senna snapped, smacking the woman away again. "At least let me go and tell Shuhei, you know my husband, that I'm going to see my candy selling exile of an idiot brother."
"I'll go with you," Yoruichi chirped with a large grin.
Senna groaned in defeat, but bobbed her head anyway. She didn't have the energy to argue with her former teacher and knew she would only lose if she tried anyways.
"Get off me, Kisuke!" Senna shouted, shoving her bubbly, fussing blonde haired brother off of her and scowling unhappily at him. "What the hell is wrong with you? Are you trying to kill me or something?"
"Why of course not, how could you-"
"Oh, just shut up," Senna grumbled, stalling past him as he whipped out one of his many fans and hid his face behind it. "I'm hungry. Thirsty too. The least you can do after having Yoruichi drag me here is feed me."
"Of course, of course," he sang, skipping after her as she made her way into the dining room. "You are eating for two after all."
Senna rolled her eyes as she lowered herself onto a pillow at the table. "Yeah, I am."
Kisuke sighed as he settled himself opposite her and placed his fan back into its hiding place in his sleeve. "The pregnancy suits you. You look happy."
"I am," she replied, nodding absently. "It was weird at first, honestly. It had been a long time since I had let myself be happy and everything happened so fast after the war... Shuhei and I got married, he got promoted and we were both working so much. But it was good. Everything felt right and I finally began to let myself relax. When I got pregnant, I was so scared to tell Shuhei. There was still so much going on that I didn't want to be a distraction, but I'll never forget the look on his face when I told him. He was so genuinely happily. It was amazing."
"I hear there were some complications at one point. You almost lost the baby."
Senna nodded to confirm this. "Yeah, I was trying to work like normal, but it was too much for me and I.. I.."
"It's alright, Senna. I'm very sorry about what happened, but I'm glad the both of you are alright."
She shifted uncomfortably.
"Well, I'm glad you came by today. There was something I wanted to ask you," Kisuke spoke up, breaking the quiet tension that had been filling the room.
His face broke into a bright grin. "You're going to name the baby after me, right? I am your beloved older brother and I love you so much, after all."
Senna let her head fall into her palm and shook her head while Kisuke gushed over how happy he would be if she named the baby after him.
"Would you shut up, already?" She shouted after about a minute of him chattering away like a child.
"Is that a yes?" He asked innocently.
"I'm going home," she replied blandly, pushing herself up with help from the table and glaring at Kisuke who was still grinning at her as she struggled. "Idiot," she grumbled.
"You're never touching me again! Ever!" Senna shouted at Shuhei who nervously paled under the wrath of her rage as she squeezed his hand tightly and glared at him.
"I'm sorry," he managed to mumble not knowing what else to say to the distraught woman whose brow was coated in sweat.
"You had better be!" Senna yelled before her head collapsed onto her pillow and she groaned.
"It's alright, Senna," Captain Unohana assured the young woman.
"It hurts," Senna moaned.
"You'll be fine," Unohana soothed.
"I love you."
"I love you too," he smiled, brushing some of her hair from her forehead and kissing the fevered skin.
Senna groaned again. "Shuhei?"
"I swear that if you ever touch me again after this I will kill you."
He paled again, but chuckled when Captain Unohana gave him an encouraging smile. "She's not serious... Right?"
Unohana laughed softly to herself, but didn't reply to his question.
With no response, Shuhei hung his head and groaned pathetically.
"She's beautiful, isn't she?" Senna asked, smiling from the chubby face of her newborn daughter that she held in her arms to Shuhei who stood by bed looking down at the newborn baby with a small smile.
When he saw Senna smiling at him, he chuckled nervously and nodded. "Not as beautiful as you."
Senna tilted an eyebrow at him. "What's gotten into you? You look like you're scared to death of me or something."
He chuckled again. "Well, you did threaten to kill me if I ever touched you again."
She blinked at him. "I did?"
"Yeah. Several times."
"You don't remember, do you?"
"So.. you aren't going to kill me?" he asked hopefully.
Laughing, she shook her head. "Don't plan on it, no. Turns out I like having you around."
"That's a relief."
The baby in her arms wriggled and Senna smiled.
"Hey," Renji greeted, sticking his head through the hospital door. "Mind if I come in?"
The new parents shook their heads and rolled their eyes when Renji walked in followed by Matsumoto, Yumichika, Ikkaku, Kira, Momo, Ukitake, and Kyoraku. Others were crowded in the hall, but it was hard to tell who from the bed.
"So what's this adorable little girl's name?" Matsumoto asked excitedly as she tapped the baby on the nose lightly.
Senna and Shuhei exchanged a quick glance.
"Uh.. We hadn't gotten that far actually," Shuhei answered abashedly.
The room quieted before everyone began to give them ideas for names. The chatter in the room was rather loud, but Senna could still hear Shuhei's whisper as he leaned down to talk in her ear.
She hummed to herself as she let the tiny hands of her daughter clasp around her finger. "I would say Kaien, but it wouldn't really suit her. Maybe, if we have a boy.. But for her..." Senna trailed off while twiddling her fingers through her daughter's tiny hands.
"How about Kei? It means blessed, right?" Shuhei asked.
Senna looked up at him with a hint of incredulity in her eyes. "Blessed? Seems kind of cliché, doesn't it?"
He shrugged in reply. "Maybe, but I still like it." He gave her a happy grin and she couldn't help but to laugh and shake her at him.
Taking a breath once her laughter subsided, Senna stared down at their baby daughter. She was so tiny and fragile that she could hardly believe she was real. "I like it," she said softly, smiling as she glanced up at Shuhei. "Kei it is."