Master Bedroom

The bedroom is large which holds both Hattori and his adopted son, Eiji.

The bed is a brand new soft European bed which has a canopy all the way around it with several drawers and closets. There is also a Ash try along the counter of the bed for Hattori to use.

Eiji had already brushed his teeth and changed into his night wear as he got himself in bed as he went to sleep curled up and hugging his knees as he smiled softly in his sleep.

Eiji woke up and noticed he was still alone and he ran off and out of the bed his expression worried.

Hattori lifted Eiji up in the air and laid him in bed.

"Go on to sleep"

Eiji laid in bed looking to Hattori.

"Okay. Please, don't be to long."

Hattori smirked as he kissed his sons head.

"I won't."

Eiji smiled snuggling in the covers and went to sleep.

Hattori sighed and stood up walking out of the room silently.

Hattori locked the door behind him, this reminded him of his last well date. Hattori walked to where Eiji was sleeping and softly he laid in the bed hugging Eiji like a broken doll.

Eiji gasped in his sleep and looking to Hattori he frowned seeing his father all shooken up. That made Eiji cry lightly as he hugged his father which in turn Hattori hugged back tighter as they both fell asleep.

Eiji's cat ears twitched and he smiled stretching making his ears go down as his tail twitches then he pushes on his father who was still alseep.

"Father! Wake up! Come on!"

Hattori growled silently as he burried his face in the silky pillows.

"Waking up sounds hard to do..."

Eiji rolled his eyes with a grin as he continues to push his father softly.

"Come on! It is work time! Come on, wake up!"

Hattori opened his eyes with his arm over his eyebrows as he winced.

"It is to early."

"It's noon."

"Really?"

"Yeah! Come on wake up!"

"No, I don't feel like waking up."

"Your gonna have to! The bar won't open up itself!"

"Hm..."

"Are you gonna wake up?"

"Maybe.."

"Get up!?!"

Eiji softly pushed his father out of bed and ran to the bathroom his expression happy.

Hattori rubbed his forehead feeling some what sick with a hint of depression as he stood up and followed his son to the bathroom with his glasses and hair band in hand.