Epilogue
"So that's my book, all I need to write is the dedications and I'm good." Emily beamed. Her wife yawned. "That's lovely dear, but did you have to read that to me? We kinda lived through it." Emily sighed. "Ayano, I need to make sure it sounds good." Ayano purred. "There's better things to do than write at the moment." "Like what? Listen I need all the time I have to write. All of our friends have jobs. Haruka is auditioning, Miyu's focussing on her music career, Yamada and Najimi have office jobs to feed their young one. I may of been rich in high school, but now I need a real job."
Ayano nuzzled her lover's neck. "Half an hour of fun. C'mon you've been to busy all week, my little klutz~." Emily sighed. "I gues-" She was cut off by a sudden kiss. Ayano quickly wrapped the red head in a hug as they began passionately making out.
Suddenly a door slammed shut and they pulled apart. "She's home already?" "She still has two hours, why is she back already?" "Mom! I need help!" Ayano growled "Which one?" "The bitchy one." "Like I asked, which one?" "The one with stupid hair." Emily shrugged. "Well my hair's cool so-" She was interrupted by Ayano pulling her to their child.
"Ayako. Why are you home?" "Got sent home early," the seven year old replied. "Why?" The girl's lips curled into a scowl. "Haruka-san looked at Yamada-san. So I beat her with a broomstick." Emily glanced at Ayano "Since when was this an issue? She's never been this angry!" "She's never been this anything-" Ayano began giggling and Emily went pale. "I'm calling Taro! And Osana! And I'm sure Kokona and Saki would want to know too-" "Hehehe wow. History does repeat." Ayano laughed.