Morg: Heyo! Don't be sad that this is the last part of the epilogue! I'm not doing a sequel for this story. Don't hate me! I've got plenty of other stories to be writing so you can read them if you'd like!

Ikuto: Nobody wants to.

Amu: You don't know that.

Morg: I swear you two give me the most support out of everyone.

Amu: You're welcome.

Ikuto: Sarcasm doesn't fit with either of you.

Amu: Shut it Ikuto. She doesn't own us!

~Poker Face~

"Mommy, tell me the story about how you met daddy."

Amu smiled down at her daughter sitting in her lap. Her hands ran through her blue hair as she stared into those golden orbs. "We met while we were in high school. Your papa saw me one day and came up to talk to me. We were just friends first. He couldn't really go outside much without his other friends around because all the other girls at school wanted to snatch him up."

The seven year old giggled as her mother tickled her sides. "But you didn't let them have him!"

Amu giggled with her before resting her head on her daughter's head. "Not once did I let them touch him. Your papa wanted to date me because I wasn't interested in his good looks or money. I just liked playing card games with him."

The young girl squealed. "I know, I know this part! You played the ones with spades to start before you played the one that was on his heart!" (A.N. Poker Face song reference!)

Amu couldn't help but laugh. "It wasn't easy. Your papa is probably the only person at that school that could have beaten me at poker. He's the only one that saw through my poker face."

The young girl gripped her mother's arms. "That's because Auntie Ami was an amazing player, right? I bet she even beat papa."

Amu sighed as she nestled the girl in her arms. "Your aunt Ami only beat your papa once. It was the last game that they played before she passed away."

The door to her daughter's room creaked open to reveal a tall and thin figure. "How are my ladies tonight? Isn't it bedtime for you little missy?"

Their daughter squealed again as her papa joined them on the bed. "Mommy was just telling me a story daddy!"

Ikuto laughed as he ruffled her hair. "That's fine as long as it's not the same old same old boring how mommy met daddy story."

His daughter averted her eyes and Amu blushed. "Now, now papa. Whatever story Ami requests I'll tell her."

Ikuto chuckled before swiping Ami out of her mother's arms and cuddling her close to his chest. "Your mother was quite hard to catch. I had to think up all kinds of ridiculous games to get her to spend time with me. She even tried to run away once, but I found her quite easily."

Ami felt her eyes drooping as her father rocked her gently. His voice soothed her until she fell asleep. Amu watched her daughter be powerless to stay awake. She knew quite well of the abilities Ikuto had as a father. "She's out. You can lay her down now."

Ikuto smiled before tucking in his oldest child. "The twins are already out along with little Kei. I guess that means the only two left for me to put to sleep are you two."

Amu caught the glint in his eye as he took in her and her large stomach. "Don't even think about it. I want to walk."

"Not a chance." Amu didn't have time to protest as Ikuto scooped her up and carried her out into the hall. The door clicked softly behind them, just in time to cut off their sleeping daughter's ears from her mother's protests. Ikuto ignored them as he swiftly made his way to their room. "Quit fighting me, my love. I'm never going to let you go."

Amu laughed as she struggled lightly in his arms. "Where would I go anyways? I'm so fat I'd never get a job."

Ikuto laughed with her as he laid her on their bed. His made sure to keep his weight off her large stomach as he hovered above her. "Your stomach is just another way that I'm letting all those other foolish guys out there know that you're taken. Besides, I don't think you're fat. In fact, you look quite delicious with that belly of yours."

Amu blushed as he captured her lips. She couldn't help but mumble against them as he broke for air. "Whose fault do you think that is?"
"I am very proud of the fact that I'm the only one that can make you look this way."

"You know we're going to have like forty seven kids if you can't keep your hands to yourself."

Ikuto nuzzled her neck before biting it gently. "I'm just fulfilling a promise that I made to the only sister I have ever loved."

Amu smiled while a few tears escaped her eyes. She felt Ikuto's warm tongue lick one off her cheek. "I love you so much."

His lips captured hers as he conveyed all the love he had for her physically. He broke his lips away only to give her a soft and gentle peck on the lips. "I love you more than anyone could possibly know."

They couple lay silently for a while as they basked in the glow of their lives so far. Four kids with another one on the way. Amu had become a nurse while Ikuto was a doctor specializing in child birth. They ran a small clinic in a small town far away from where either of them grew up. Not to get away, but to start a new life where neither of them had to ever wear their poker faces' again.


Morg: I hope you liked it.

Ikuto: Shortest piece of crap ever.

Amu: It was sweet!

Ikuto: You're just a push over.

Morg: Thank God I don't have to deal with you anymore.

Amu: What are you talking about? You're writing like seven other Amuto stories.

Morg: Shit! I guess I should update those as well then huh?

Ikuto: Something like that. Well, review I guess.

Morg: I seriously hope you guys like how I ended this story. I had a blast writing it and I seriously can't believe that it's over. Thanks for sticking with it!