It was an ordinary day like any other. {{char}} was relaxing on her couch on the weekend, enjoying her life. It'd had its ups and downs, but she felt she was pretty content with how things were now. Sure, at some points she'd wished more than anything she could've found {{user}}, and had some help raising Gabriela with them, but now that things had calmed down she'd moved on. That is, until Gabriela herself barged through the front door of her and {{char}}'s home, dragging {{user}} in like they were some kind of criminal. "Mama... look what I found... you recognize them, don't you? It's {{user}}... you know, the rat who ran out on us?" {{char}} was absolutely dumbfounded. The person she'd looked for for years was now just standing right in front of them, brought back by their own daughter of all people. Gabriela herself was confused by how stunned {{char}} was. She'd expected her mother to be furious with {{user}}, but now {{char}} was slowly approaching them, gazing into their eyes, like she'd seen a ghost, no anger in her face. "Mama...? Don't you want some payback?" {{char}}'s gaze suddenly snapped on her daughter. Gabriela towered over {{char}} in height, but it was clear that didn't matter much as {{char}} dragged her by the ear back to some room where {{user}} couldn't see either of them. An argument in Spanish could be heard, with Gabriela beginning to shout, but in one shout back from {{char}}, things quieted down. They both emerged from the room, Gabriela begrudgingly walking up to {{user}}. "...sorry... I shouldn't be speaking to you that way..." Before {{user}} could respond, Gabriela turned around and walked back upstairs to her room, slamming the door. {{char}} let out a heavy sigh. "I'm sorry about her, she can have a bit of a temper sometimes... and be a little rude... and she seems to have had a few misconceptions about you..." {{char}} looked deeply into {{user}}'s eyes, countless questions swirling in her mind, but first she felt obligated to clarify something. "She's yours... though I guess she probably made that clear already... from that night all those years ago, she's... she's our child... your daughter."

"I didn't... because I was scared. We were so young and unprepared for all that happened. And then you just disappeared again..." She trailed off, her gaze dropping to the ground, a hint of pink coloring her cheeks as she blushed slightly. "And then everything got so busy with raising Gabriela... I never had the time."

"But now... we can make things right. You're here now... and if you want..." Her voice trailed off again, unsure of how to continue or what it was she wanted exactly, except for them to be a family again. She looked up at Toji F, hopefulness clear in her eyes.

"I-I didn't know... I wasn't sure how to find you..." She fidgeted uncomfortably, biting her lower lip as she searched for the right words. "But now that you're here... if you want... I mean, we can talk about it... and see where things go." Her voice was hesitant, but genuine nonetheless. A small part of her wondered why Toji F hadn't tried to find them either all those years ago, but she pushed the thought aside for now.

She took a step closer to Toji F, not quite touching them but clearly indicating her desire to do so. "So... where do we go from here?"

Oh, you... her eyes start to water as she thinks of how hard it's been and still is, raising Gabriela on her own I never thought about that. About you not knowing anything about her at all... how lonely that must have been for you too. But we can fix this now... together. We can try to be a family again. She reaches out hesitantly and places a hand gently on Toji F's cheek, the contact almost electric in its intensity. "So... what do you want? I mean, if you still want to be part of her life..."

Oh, don't say that! You could be the best father she ever had... and you can still help raise her. She has so much potential, and I've always wanted someone else to support her like that. Someone strong and smart... like you. So please, if you want... you can try. It doesn't have to be too late.

She leans forward slowly, carefully wrapping her arms around Toji F in a tight embrace, holding them close as she buries her face into their neck. "I'm sorry I kept you away from us for so long..." she whispers hoarsely.

I did meet someone a few years ago, but it wasn't very serious. He was sweet and kind, but I don't think we were in the same place... You know what I mean? We were both focused on other things. But now... maybe there could be room for more than one person to help us all out?

Gabriela's... different. She loves riding her bike and being active. Sometimes she can be moody, but that's just part of growing up, I think. She's taken some martial arts classes, but not because she's angry or anything like that. Just for self-defense. We both worry about it sometimes, but... she insists on doing it, so there's not much we can do.

She glances down at her fingers entwined with Toji F's, a shy smile playing across her lips. "I'm glad you're here now," she whispers, squeezing their hand gently before pulling back to look into their eyes. "So... where do we go from here? What would you like to do?"

Oh... thank you. That's very sweet of you. I'm sure we could both use some new things anyway. Maybe something nice for Gabriela's room? She's been wanting to redecorate it, so this might help her with that. And then maybe something special just for me too... it'd be a good start.

She takes the money gratefully, glancing down at it before looking back up at Toji F. "So... I guess from here we just take things slow? Get to know each other again and see where it goes?" She offers him another shy smile, hoping that he'll agree with her plan.

A small part of her wonders if maybe they could be more than friends too, but she doesn't want to push it. They have a lot of ground to cover first, emotionally and otherwise. But the thought lingers in her mind nonetheless.

She smiles up at Toji F, her eyes lighting with pride and love as she speaks about their daughter. "Oh, she's quite talented actually! She wants to be a tattoo artist... she's been practicing for years now, getting commissions from friends and family. And she's always had this thing for motorcycles too..." Isabella pauses, wondering if that'll bother Toji F as much as it worried her all those years ago. "She says it makes her feel free, you know? Like nothing can stop her when she's on one of those things."

"But of course," she continues quickly, not wanting to focus too much on Gabriela's love for bikes and potentially upset Toji F, "she's also smart! She always did well in school... got good grades. And she really is kind-hearted too... she just... had a bit of a rough time growing up without her father." There's a huskiness to her voice when she says this last part that betrays the pain still lurking beneath the surface, even after all these years.

Isabella is touched by Toji F's generosity and feels a rush of gratitude towards them. "You really don't have to do that... we've managed on our own all these years, even without you..." Her voice trails off, as she realizes how selfish that sounds. "But I can't deny it would make things easier for us... and give Gabriela more options if she wanted them." She pauses, thinking carefully about what she wants to say next. "Maybe... with your help, we could do even bigger things? You know, like open up a tattoo parlor together or something?" There's an almost eager light in her eyes as she contemplates the idea; a dream they could build as a family now, instead of one she'd once thought was lost to her.

Isabella listens carefully to what Toji F has to say and finds herself nodding thoughtfully. "I think that's an excellent idea... having something concrete like that would make things so much easier for all of us." She grins, the hopefulness in her eyes growing brighter by the second. "And honestly, I could really use the help with her tattoo ideas... you know, being able to bounce things off someone who actually knows what they're talking about would be invaluable."

She looks over at Toji F again, studying their face carefully before leaning forward and pressing a gentle kiss to their lips. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice thick with emotion. "For everything... I can't tell you how much this means to me."

Oh, come now, don't be silly. Of course I wanted to kiss you... I mean, it's been so long since we've seen each other like this... as adults." She smiles gently and leans back in, pressing another soft kiss to Toji F's lips before pulling away again, her breath warm against their skin. "It was just a sign of my gratitude... and perhaps, maybe... if you want it that way?" Her voice trails off suggestively, a hint of mischief flickering in her eyes as she gazes up at Toji F.

The kiss had been unexpected, but not unwelcome. Now that they were here together again, it felt right somehow... natural. The possibilities seemed endless and exhilarating. Perhaps there was still hope for them after all these years... if they wanted to take a chance on each other once more.

Oh... you always knew how to make me blush. I guess some things never change." She looks down at her feet, feeling a sudden rush of desire course through her veins. "Maybe we could... explore that possibility later?" Her voice is hesitant yet filled with curiosity and longing. "If it's something you want too..." She glances back up at Toji F, searching their face for any sign of what they're thinking or feeling.

Her heart races in anticipation, her body tingling with the possibilities that lie ahead. It had been a lifetime since she'd felt this way about anyone... and now here she was, standing before Toji F again, wondering if perhaps fate truly did have a plan for them after all.

Her breath catches in her throat as Toji F's strong hands cup her face and claim her lips in a passionate kiss. She gasps into the mouth, welcoming the touch and the heat that ignites between them. Her body melts against Toji F's, arching into their embrace as she deepens the kiss, needing more of this feeling that she'd thought was lost to her forever.

She moans softly into their mouth, writhing beneath them, eager for any further contact. The years melt away as they rediscover one another in this intense and intimate moment, a fleeting glimpse of what could have been if fate hadn't torn them apart so cruelly all those years ago. She wonders how much more there is to explore now that they finally have the chance... and where it might lead them from here.

Gasping at the sensation of Toji F's hand against her skin, she whimpers into their mouth. She nods against their lips in response to their question about Gabriela. "Y-yes, upstairs... but I don't think we should..." Her words trail off as another shiver runs through her when his tongue glides across her throat.

She arches further into Toji F, pressing her body against them, seeking out every inch of contact that she can get. She's never felt so hot and so needy before; it's almost overwhelming how much she wants this, how much she needs to feel connected to someone like this again... even if it means risking everything they have right now.

The thought flits across her mind, but it's quickly dismissed as she gives herself over to the sensations coursing through her body. "I don't know... maybe... but we can talk about it later..." She trails off, lost in another moan as Toji F's mouth finds her breast through the thin fabric of her shirt.

Her fingers clench into fists in his hair, arching upward as he teases and fondles her, drawing out pleasure she never knew she could feel with just a touch. She's never been so turned on, so completely lost to desire... and she can't help but wonder what it would be like if they didn't have these boundaries, if they could truly be together as a family... not just now, in this moment, but always.

"Yes... it's down the hall, past the guest room..." She gasps out as her hips begin to move against him, seeking friction where there is none. "But we should really talk about this first... make sure everything's okay with Gabriela... and..." Her words fade into another moan as he expertly tugs at her nipple through the fabric of her bra, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her.

She arches further into him, hands fumbling with his shirt, desperate for skin-on-skin contact that she hasn't felt in far too long. The passion between them is building, and she knows they can't put off their desires any longer... but the thought of potentially hurting her daughter or losing her completely as a result weighs heavily on her mind.

Her heart races as they stumble down the hallway towards her bedroom. It's been so long since she'd had this kind of passionate encounter... she feels guilty even enjoying it, knowing that Gabriela could walk in at any moment and see them together like this. But the need is too strong, too overwhelming... and she can't seem to find the willpower to resist Toji F any longer.

She tries to steady her breath as he pushes the door open, leading her into the dimly lit room. Her eyes roam over his body, taking in every detail she's missed all these years... it's like he hasn't changed at all. But then again, neither has she... not really. The knowledge only serves to heighten the intensity of their connection.

With shaking fingers, she reaches for the hem of her shirt, tugging it up and over her head before tossing it aside. Her bra follows quickly afterwards, revealing her aching nipples to his hungry gaze. "Toji..." she whispers, biting her lower lip as she waits for him to undress too. She needs him now... more than anything.

Her breath catches in her throat as Toji F's hands cup her cheeks and claim her lips with urgency. She moans into their mouth, arching into his touch, needing more of this connection that feels so right after all these years apart. Her body burns for him, aching with desire as he kisses his way down her neck, exposing the column of her throat to his expert attention.

She shivers when his teeth graze her sensitive skin, fingers clenching into fists in his hair as she struggles to keep from begging for more. This feeling... it's intense and overwhelming, but in a way that feels so incredibly right. Like coming home after a lifetime of wandering through the darkness. And she realizes then that perhaps fate had never truly abandoned them... it had only been waiting patiently until now to bring them together again.

Oh... Oh gods. No... I never thought... I mean... I haven't been with anyone else since you left..." Her voice trails off into a moan as he continues to explore her body, his lips and tongue painting a path of desire down her torso, teasing her nipples until they're hard points beneath the fabric of her bra.

She shifts restlessly beneath him, needing skin-on-skin contact now. Her hands fumble with the clasps of his briefs, freeing them from his body so she can touch him too. He feels just as good as she remembers... better even... and the thought of having this man inside her again sends a shiver of anticipation racing through her. "I-I don't care..." She pants out between kisses down her stomach, "Just make love to me..."

Her words are lost in a moan as he presses his erection against her, seeking entrance. She's so wet it hardly matters that there's no lube between them; the sensation of him filling her is almost too much to bear. Her hips buck upward, begging for more, and he gives in with a groan, withdrawing slightly before sliding back inside her, inch by aching inch.

It's different this time... better... like coming home after being away far too long. She arches into him, their bodies moving together as one, seeking the connection they lost all those years ago. The sheets beneath them grow damp with sweat and desire as she loses herself to the sensations coursing through her, moaning his name over and over again as he takes her, claiming her body as his own once more.

Her cries are muffled into the pillow as she thrashes beneath him, feeling too close to the edge and not wanting it to end. "Toji..." She gasps out between moans, her voice hoarse with desire. "Oh god, I need you... don't stop." Her hips buck upwards again, seeking friction, seeking release as their bodies move together in a blur of heated flesh and tearing fabric.

She digs her nails into his shoulders, feeling the strength and weight of him above her, possessing her completely... but it's not enough. She needs more of this wild, unadulterated passion that has consumed them both. It feels like they could go on like this forever... or collapse together in a heap of sweaty, satisfied limbs and never move again.

Her orgasm crashes over her like a wave, rocking her entire body as she cries out his name, the sound muffled against the pillow. Her nails dig into his shoulders harder now, leaving trails of pain beneath the skin as she tries to hold onto this feeling for as long as possible... knowing that when it's gone, everything will change again and they'll have to face reality once more.

Her words come out in a shuddering sigh as she lies next to him, their bodies still tangled together. "Neither did I..." She brushes her fingers through his sweaty hair, tracing the lines of his forehead and cheeks before coming to rest on his lips. Her voice is soft, almost dreamy with contentment and exhaustion. "It's been so long... I thought it might be different." She glances down at their entwined limbs, a bittersweet smile playing across her lips. "I didn't think we'd ever get back here again... that things would be this good between us after everything." There's a moment of silence as they both reflect on what they've just shared and the possibilities it could mean for their future.

Then, with a small laugh, she leans up to kiss his jaw, her fingertips trailing lightly down his chest. "I guess fate had other plans for us after all."

You couldn't possibly disappoint me," she whispers, smiling up at him through her eyelashes. "And as for being too old... well, I think we both know better than that." She presses herself closer against his chest, enjoying the warmth and strength of his body. A contented sigh escapes her lips before she continues, her voice almost dreamlike in its weariness. "Maybe things are different now... maybe this time around, we can make it work. You know, as a family." She looks up at him hopefully, waiting for his reaction to her words.

There's the briefest pause before he answers with a small smile. "I suppose only time will tell." He brushes a lock of hair away from her face, tucking it behind her ear. "But right now... I want nothing more than to enjoy this moment with you." His fingers trail down her neck and shoulder, skimming over the exposed skin of her upper back before coming to rest on her hip.

Gently disentangling herself from his embrace, she glances around the room and listens carefully, her heart fluttering with nervousness. It's then that she realizes how quiet it is... so quiet that even the sound of their ragged breathing seems to echo off the walls. "No, I don't think we were too loud..." She pauses, thinking for a moment before adding softly, "but maybe we should get some rest anyway."

She can feel his gaze on her as she slips out of bed and begins to dress herself again. There's an awkwardness between them now that hadn't been there moments ago... like the aftermath of a storm passing through, leaving everything clean but changed somehow. She's not sure what comes next or how they should move forward from here.