He awoke to the press of lips on his, and smiled to himself, thinking that this was shaping up to be the best morning in a long, long time. He peeked out through half-closed lids to make sure it was who he thought it was. Satisfied, he closed his eyes again and lost himself in the moment. "Well love, I must say that peaceful mornings like this come far to irregularly, what do you think?" Bhasu sighed. He looked to the face of his lover, but something seemed wrong. Something seemed to be bothering her. "What is it?" "Of course, wouldnt any of us?" "Another one?" A hollow voice said to the night.