Family Gathering

Twas a warm summer afternoon within the land of clouds, the reins of tranquility poured down upon its people; bringing about a joyous content felt by all. It wasn't everyday that weather could so perfect, the sun shined brilliantly as the skies' blue matched the calmness of the lands. There to bask in the day's beauty sat a mellow woman wrapped in the arms of her endearing husband. The two found themselves placed in a swing in the middle of the garden filled with vegetation, most of which Kirei spent months nurturing. With the seeds of Kirei's hard work sewn into the earth, with much care and patience, she was granted an extraordinary amount of plant life; vegetation with would come in handy for what the day would soon bring.

Having planned the gathering months proir, Kirei was nothing short of enthusiastic. Seika in the other hand, was not. It was at a point in his life, neither children nor death could keep him away from his love. And for that very reason, the man was the least bit excited of the festives that would later transpire. The woman nudged him slightly, indicating that the time was of near for everyone to arrive. Seika groaned exhaustedly, throwing his head back into the air, stirring the swing slightly. A tiny fit of laughter escaped Kirei's being, while Seika bore an unchanged expression.

"Might as well fix the tude. They'll be here soon. I'm sure all the grandchildren with be happy to see grandpa." She sang, nudging him once more.

He gave a shoulder shrug, rolling his eyes at his wife's attempt to change his mood. It was then that the man stood from his position, still locking arms with his beloved. "Might as well get this over with." He groaned yet again. Moving with footing that scraped across the ground, Seika slowly entered their home just in time to hear of slight tapping, much to his own frustration.

"Ugh... Go away!" He hollered, throwing his hands into the air.

It was with a gentle pat on his back that startled him, laughing as she scurried to the door. "Seika. He happy. Your son is going to be here. And he never get out." She opened the front door wide, letting the sun beam into their home and faced with the visitors whom has finally arrived.