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It was a rather uneventful day for The RokuNin, especially for Ryunosuke, Futoru and their little bundle of joy Futosuke. No missions, no call-ins, no check-ups, nothing. So to pass the time, the three of them decided to order some pizza... which happened to be a lot considering that it was Half-Priced Tuesday at the local pizza place. The living space was littered with empty pizza boxes with the smell of tomato sauce, cheese, breadsticks, and barbecue in the air with a faint hint of cinnamon buns. Occasionally, one or all three of them rattled the walls of the mancave with a monstrous belch as they let dinner digest in their overstuffed bellies. Though one set of belches sounded particularly wet and sickening.

"Urrrp... Papi... Papo... I don't feel good..." Futosuke moaned, feeling his stomach churn unpleasantly.

"Not surprised," Ryunosuke reprimanded in a joking tone. "I know you like to eat like the rest of us, but your still a kid."

"I couldn't help it," Futosuke defended. "You and Papo always eat so much and I... well, I really wanna be like you two someday..."

"Heheheh... BUUUUURRRRP!" Futoru couldn't hold back a laugh and a large burp as he heard that. The thought of a child, his child of all things, wanting to size up to him and his dragon husband was enough to tickle him. "Trust me, kiddo. You're gonna have a hell of a time trying to match your old man. He's not the fattest member of The RokuNin for nothing."

"Former 'Fattest Member'," Ryunosuke corrected. "Master Roku effectively has that title, remember?"

"True, but no way is our little Futosuke gonna stand a chance against that monster or you." Futosuke immediately frowned upon hearing that. He heard stories of The RokuNin's exploits and ever since then he desired to become a member himself one day. In fact, it became his dream the moment he met them all. Sensing his son's disappointment, Ryunosuke tried to cheer him up.

"Well, I think you might be able to match up with your Papo with a little bit of training," Ryunosuke casually tossed, though it seemed to be enough to lift Futosuke's spirits.

"Really?" Futosuke cried with that familiar sparkle in his eyes. "I promise, I'll be just as big as you and Papo! And I'll train everyday to awaken my power! And then..." Futosuke paused, rubbing his round belly lovingly. "Then I'll prove that I can be useful to The RokuNin. I promise!" Ryunosuke and Futoru chuckled at that, but the thought made them worry. Futosuke was their child and the possibility of him inheriting their powers was there, but they honestly hoped that it wouldn't happen. Truth be told, Futosuke had no idea what he was getting into when he said that, both in terms of weight and the mission he would face. That being said, they couldn't just say no. He would have to start pulling his own weight eventually. For now, the two settled on snuggling together with their child as a heavy weight came upon their eyes.

"I'm sure you will," Futoru said. "But that's far in the future. Now let's get some shut eye..."

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It was a rather uneventful day for The RokuNin, especially for Ryunosuke, Futoru and their little bundle of joy Futosuke. No missions, no call-ins, no check-ups, nothing. So to pass the time, the three of them decided to order some pizza... which happened to be a lot considering that it was Half-Priced Tuesday at the local pizza place. The living space was littered with empty pizza boxes with the smell of tomato sauce, cheese, breadsticks, and barbecue in the air with a faint hint of cinnamon buns. Occasionally, one or all three of them rattled the walls of the mancave with a monstrous belch as they let dinner digest in their overstuffed bellies. Though one set of belches sounded particularly wet and sickening.

"Urrrp... Papi... Papo... I don't feel good..." Futosuke moaned, feeling his stomach churn unpleasantly.

"Not surprised," Ryunosuke reprimanded in a joking tone. "I know you like to eat like the rest of us, but your still a kid."

"I couldn't help it," Futosuke defended. "You and Papo always eat so much and I... well, I really wanna be like you two someday..."

"Heheheh... BUUUUURRRRP!" Futoru couldn't hold back a laugh and a large burp as he heard that. The thought of a child, his child of all things, wanting to size up to him and his dragon husband was enough to tickle him. "Trust me, kiddo. You're gonna have a hell of a time trying to match your old man. He's not the fattest member of The RokuNin for nothing."

"Former 'Fattest Member'," Ryunosuke corrected. "Master Roku effectively has that title, remember?"

"True, but no way is our little Futosuke gonna stand a chance against that monster or you." Futosuke immediately frowned upon hearing that. He heard stories of The RokuNin's exploits and ever since then he desired to become a member himself one day. In fact, it became his dream the moment he met them all. Sensing his son's disappointment, Ryunosuke tried to cheer him up.

"Well, I think you might be able to match up with your Papo with a little bit of training," Ryunosuke casually tossed, though it seemed to be enough to lift Futosuke's spirits.

"Really?" Futosuke cried with that familiar sparkle in his eyes. "I promise, I'll be just as big as you and Papo! And I'll train everyday to awaken my power! And then..." Futosuke paused, rubbing his round belly lovingly. "Then I'll prove that I can be useful to The RokuNin. I promise!" Ryunosuke and Futoru chuckled at that, but the thought made them worry. Futosuke was their child and the possibility of him inheriting their powers was there, but they honestly hoped that it wouldn't happen. Truth be told, Futosuke had no idea what he was getting into when he said that, both in terms of weight and the mission he would face. That being said, they couldn't just say no. He would have to start pulling his own weight eventually. For now, the two settled on snuggling together with their child as a heavy weight came upon their eyes.

"I'm sure you will," Futoru said. "But that's far in the future. Now let's get some shut eye..."