The Sohma Litters *a Traditions Sequel*

Chapter Four: Kids say the cutest things.

Kyo\'s POV


The rest of the flight was without major incident. Yuki slept, and Tsuki had climbed over the seats to make his way back to his brothers. Rand had collected our cups and empty boxes and the boys engaged him in friendly conversation. They rarely got out, but when they did, their outgoing natures usually led us to meet new people and share their lives. Sometimes more information was shared than I cared for, but what\'s a father to do? For instance when Kato and Yuuhi argued about how many of their babysitters had boyfriends or girlfriends. This was a favorite of theirs. They loved it when Dan brought a girl over when he sat for them in the evenings. Marco had been so affected by our relationship that he had taken to dating both sexes off and on, and the boys were never at a loss for stories about the people he had brought, though he no longer sat for them, we still socialized.

Another little surprise came when we were out shopping for clothes for this very trip, and Tsuki asked Yuki if he could get a dress, too. The salesgirl had politely informed him that boys don\'t wear dresses, to which the child had pulled himself up, proud that he had information an adult did not, and stated, \"My Okaasan does, and he is a boy.\" Yuki smiled at the girl, who promptly fainted. We don\'t plan to shop at that store very often.

The plane flight was to be no exception, as Kato was pulling on Yuuhi\'s hair, causing the dark haired child to scream and push. Kato fell off the seat and as he climbed back in place he announced his intention to: \"get him good when he was a chicken again.\" Yuki rose to turn around in surprise, I was dumbfounded, and Kato looked terribly pleased with himself. I hoisted the child up over the seat and Yuki proceeded to have a talk with him. Kato was not the sort of child who learned from straight out lecturing and the verbal lesson was usually followed by something more physically substantial. He would remember his lesson as he sat on it. He had been told before not to talk about his brother\'s transformation, or to threaten him when in that physically defenseless mode. Yuuhi was unaffected by his brothers little threat, but Kato had to learn.

By the time the plane was dropping into the air over our destination, the children had found a number of new \'friends\' among the passengers and crew. Yuuhi had talked an old man into coming sightseeing with us when we arrived, and Tsuki was calling a very large woman in a brightly colored mumu \'grandma\' as he loved that american term, he just thought it meant \'lady\'. She was endeared and explained to me that she, in fact, had a grandson about his age, but he had curly blonde hair. She asked me what hotel we were staying at and when I told her she nodded and agreed it was a good place to stay with small children. Tsuki was overjoyed when informed that they had a private playground there, right on the beach.

Rand came down the isle about then and was telling everyone to buckle up, he turned to the two boys standing backwards on their seat to talk to the couple behind us and said, \"Yuuhi and Tsuki, you will have to sit down now, we are landing and if you aren\'t sitting down, the pilot will come back here and have a talk with you\" he had learned the meaning of that term while we had been aboard. \" and the pilot is a real gorilla.\" The boys ahhed in surprise, turned and sat quickly. Rand had no idea he had just lead them to believe that the plane was indeed being flown by a very large monkey, but he didn\'t know our family. They allowed him to buckle them in and were quiet the rest of the flight, not wanting to incur the wrath of a gorilla.

Customs was a nightmare, and when we finally got through, the boys were bored. We hailed a taxi and headed for our hotel. After checking in and finding our rooms we decided to clean up and go for dinner. I got the job of dressing the boys as we had decided that, for the sake of the children, it would be best if Yuki looked the part of the mother, for the entire vacation. He had more work to do than I in getting ready. We were finally ready to go and the boys pulled us all the way to the elevators. They had been so thrilled on the way up by the glass walled rooms running up the outside of the hotel. I felt bad for whoever had the job of cleaning the glass after the boys rode all the way down with their noses pressed to the walls. We ate at a nice place on the beach and talked the children into trying some new dishes. They wanted anything that had pineapples and bananas. After we ate, we took them to the beach. Oh, the energy they burned off there. I got to hold Yuki as we walked along and the boys ran back and forth from the waves to the people taking in the last of the days sun on the sand.


Evening saw the boys nodding off in the sand as we sat and watched the setting sun. Yuki leaned up against me and I rubbed his arm to warm him as he was only wearing a sleeveless dress and hadn\'t brought a sweater. I leaned over and smelled the glorious scent of Yuki mixed with the clean smell of the ocean. I sighed in contentment.

The thought came to my mind and I should have left it there, but it was a bad thought and you know how those are.

\"Yuki, if we come to the beach tomorrow, are you going to wear a bikini?\'

\"Are you picking a fight with me?\"

\"No, no. I was just asking. I would love to see you in one, of course.\"

\"Well, then, perhaps if you wear one of those speedo swim suits. But, no, I don\'t think it\'s a good idea. There are certain things that are too difficult to hide.\" I knew this and really didn\'t expect him to wear one, it was fun to tease him though. \"We should get these guys to bed. \" I nodded and we rose. Yuki picked up Yuuhi and handed him to me, as I hoisted him to my shoulder, Yuki lifted Tsuki up to my other arm. Then he lifted Kato and the blanket we were sitting on and we headed off for the hotel.