|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Wed Jul 06, 2005 7:58 pm
November 30, 2004; 11:30 AM; Tuesday Morning
I couldn't believe it. Well, I could, but I couldn't. It just... How? ...Okay, bad question, because I know HOW. Demo, w-... Okay, questions are just bad right now. I'm shocked. I'm SPEACHLESS. I can hardly even think right now. Domonic almost passed out after... Well, let me start from the beginning.
It was almost a month ago. Domi-kun and I returned home from... well, I guess you could call it a trip... after finding a little baby named Demare. Apparently, the child was a Legend that had been giving to a Neko from another reality to care for, and he somehow got HERE. I couldn't just leave him somewhere... The kid had no where to go, and I love children, and have been dreaming about getting a child of my own somehow. So, we took him in to care for him like he were our own son... However, it still wasn't the same. We didn't know how to take care of a baby... Neither of us had ever cared for anything younger than we were, and most of the humanoids I guard are already adult-like. So, we started from the beginning... We gave him lots of attention, played with him, even left him alone when he wanted to be... Sometimes I watched him sleep and wonder how he can be so bratty at times, and yet still be a sweet little angel. Our love for him lasted about a week before it struck us; even though we'll always love him and especially like family, the fact remains that he is not related to us by blood. No, that doesn't matter... But having a baby around made us realize that we wanted one that we could truly call our own.
There was a hole that couldn't be filled at that point, no matter how hard we wanted to try. I was scared of giving birth due to my heritage; I was afraid I'd die.
Something changed my mind, though. What? ...Domi-kun decided that he's going to stay here and live with me. Of course, to some that isn't a big deal. Why should it be? For me, it's very different. I'm not used to the idea of living with someone that I didn't decided to take in. Domi-kun had come here 5 months ago on his own, originally just to visit me. I was okay with that, since he'd be leaving whenever he wanted to. However, things changed and I fell in love for the third time, and this time was with him. I was afraid of him leaving, then... I was scared that one day I would wake and he would no longer be right next to me, ready to face another day. I'd been alone for so many thousands of years of my life that I'd grown fearful of being by myself again. So for him to tell me that he wanted to stay... That he wanted to spend the rest of his lifetime by my side... I was the happiest demon in the world. ...Things... happened that night, as well, so there was another reason I was happy. I won't go into detail, of course... that was too much information as it was.
Anyway, back to my story telling. It wasn't long after that, that things started getting really weird. It started with the food. For some reason, I started getting hankerings for things like pickles, and putting peanut butter in my tuna. Mind you, I find both very disgusting... I hate peanut butter unless it's with jelly, and pickles are nasty little buggers. Yet, I was eating them, and I was eating a LOT of them. Then, it turned into excessive eating... I normally don't eat much, honestly. I can survive an entire day with eating a beagle in the morning, or cooking a chicken breast for lunch. All of a sudden, I'm constantly looking for a snack. At the time, I thought it was ridiculous... I was even starting to get a little pudge on my stomach, and I swore it was because of how much I'd been eating. So, the pudge grew, the days passed, and I started getting sick. I mean, really sick... There were a few days where I'd just throw up anything I ate or even thought about eating. Domi-kun thought it was time to go to the doctor... And after the hell I went through on Thanksgiving, I started to think he was right.
We went to the doctor... They did some tests... And we are now to present day. I was a little confused that the office hadn't called yet, but a letter came this morning. It was short, simple and sweet, and the words just seemed to blow my mind completely. I'm perfectly healthy. I had no illnesses whatsoever. My blood tests were just fine, and there weren't any abnormal growths on my body save for the pudge. In fact, the pudge on my stomach wasn't fat at all. It's far from it.
I'm pregnant.
And once again, I am the happiest person on Gaia right now.
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Jul 06, 2005 7:59 pm
December 8, 2004; Wednesday Night
I guess I should write an update as to what's going on. Well, Neko's grown nervous over the past week, and she's constantly busying herself. I keep telling her to calm down and rest, as I can only assume that it can't possibly be good for the baby, but she won't listen to me. She's gone out looking for things to shop for three times this week, and has even been taking Demare somewhere where he can meet his own kind. I'm glad she's exercising, as she says for an excuse, but sometimes enough is enough...
While she's been running around, I've actually been playing around with room and furniture arrangements. Neko and I discussed it, and we think it would be best for Demare and the future baby to share a room. Granted, the baby will be sharing our room for a while at first, but once he can be kind of alone... Just to be on the safe side, as well, I went out and bought a smaller bed for Demare in case he grows before the birth. Of course, we don't know when that might happen, but he'll need one anyway for when he does. Now I just need to figure out where exactly to put the crib for now...
The room was originally Neko's, it seems, until she got more than one Feien. It had turned into their room until Demare showed up, and now it'll be housing another being. Moving Neko's old things wasn't easy, and it took me nearly two days to simply empty the three bookshelves in there. There was an empty room right across the hall... It makes me wonder why she never used it. So, I have an idea, but it'll take me quite a while to complete the task. Neko has a lot of books, and she stores them just about anywhere she can find room. The room across the hall isn't all that large, really... Just a tiny room, more than likely meant for storage. As a surprise, I'm going to do some slight remodeling and rearranging, and I'll turn it into a study/library for her. A place where she can relax and read, or where she can find the books she needs easily. It's just a matter of doing it all without her noticing too much.
So now, Demare and the Feien's room is almost rid of Neko's things. I managed to move the big bookshelves into that empty room since I'm using that for storage for the moment, and now I need to go through the closet. I thought about moving the desk out of there as well, but the Feien store their own things there, so I'll leave it. The attic... I'm not sure how I'll do that one. I think I should bring Neko up there sometime soon to see what she really still needs, and try to get her to get rid of things that aren't really needed anymore. I can understand scrolls or artifacts that are packed away, but some of them are random things she picked up because she liked them at the time. If anything, she could sell some things or give them to museums... Yes, she has things that old up there. I'm almost afraid of touching anything in fear that it would immediately turn into dust.
Neko and I are going to sit down tomorrow and choose a color to paint the room. We'd ask for opinions from the residents, but one isn't born yet and the others can't pick just one color. I'm kind of hoping for a very light blue color... It would be subtle, and girls like the color just as much as boys do. That, and it would make things a lot easier considering the carpet is a deep gray blue. ...I'm starting to scare myself with how much I'm talking about home decor. Sleep would be good right about now...
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Jul 06, 2005 8:00 pm
December 13, 2004; 7:10 PM; Monday Evening
A part of me feels rather pathetic. I've been put under house arrest until Domonic feels I'm "well enough to go outside"... GODS BE DA--I mean, for goodness sake. I'm old enough to know when I'm fine, thank you very much. I'm not a little snot-nosed kid, just asking for my butt to be kicked by my own body. I mean, so I kinda fainted on Thursday and was a bit stranded for a while... I still got home just fine! ...Though, I have been a little sick again. It's getting better, though... I'm not getting sick as often, and my food's staying down lately. However, I did get a dizzy spell last night... I'm fine! Really... I'm just fine...
I snuck out on Saturday, though, to get out of the house. No one was paying attention, Domonic was sleeping, and I thought Demare could use the fresh air! Besides... It's started to snow, and you just can't keep a kid inside from the snow. It's not right! So, I snuck out and hide in the Legend headquarters for a while. Demare got to have some fun with Karan, kinda meet little Keita, and I even caught a glimpse of Britain's newborn son. I can't say I caught the name, though... I think it started with an R. After a while I took Demare outside to play in the snow, and I noticed something interesting. He was playing, having a blast making snow angels and tossing loose snow into the air, but at one point he suddenly stopped, looked up at the sky, and simply watched the snow fall. No, that isn't what surprised me. It was the look on his face that made me realize just how little I really know about him. For the first time since he arrived here almost 2 months ago, Demare looked like he was at peace. Both sides of him. And for a single moment, I thought I saw a tear in his little black eye.
I tried to sneak back into the house, but I got caught. Domonic wasn't too happy about it, and really let me have it after everyone had gone to sleep. He seems to think I'm not taking this seriously... I don't understand. It's MY body, I know my limitations, so why can't I just be left alone? Though, last night, I think I began to understand why he's so overly worried about all of this. I've been a little too selfish, perhaps. Right now, it's not just me, and this isn't just my body. Right now, I'm sharing my body with another life... Another part of me, and a part of HIM. Why it didn't really click until recently, I have no idea, but it's kinda weird, you know? I've hated being alone for so long, and now here I am, for the next few months, never alone.
He's scared. Domi-kun is really scared, and I think he just doesn't want there to be any mistakes. That's normal, right? One thing's for sure, this whole ordeal has really toughened him up, and for once he's growing a backbone. A part of me is actually GLAD that he's taking a stand, but I think he needs to back off just a little bit, you know? There's a reason I'm going out more... Demare needs others more like him. He's been cooped up in this house far too long, and I have a feeling he was cooped up where he originally came from as well. He needs something that Domi-kun and I will never be able to give him just by ourselves; he needs a real friend. He needs a life. He can't learn anything if he doesn't know who he is, or WHAT he is... So I go to the headquarters in hopes of being able to help him figure things out. Domonic says he understands, and I want to believe him, but...
Well, I think he's overreacting. Sora and Juubei are actually agreeing with him, though, so I'll give him that... If they're worried, then I really have little choice. I've been good, I've been staying home... but GEEZ! It's so boring here! I asked Sora to take Demare to the headquarters for a bit because Domi-kun's working on that room upstairs still. Since he can't nap there and there's too much noise inside, I figured he could go over there and play. Most of the others are enjoying the outdoors... It's so pretty outside! I want to join them so bad... Demo, I'll be good. I'll stay inside and watch them play in the snow like a good mother. That pretty, fresh snow. The cold white flakes falling from the darkish sky. Piling up on the mailbox, and the dying bushes, and the snowman Koda made. ...Filling up all their footprints... the cute little snow angels... supplying snowballs...
I WANNA PLAY, TOO!!
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Jul 06, 2005 8:02 pm
A gift from... Santa? "Eggie!!" Neko cried, almost with a purr. Carefully bending down, the demon hanyou picked up the rather large egg, her tail flicking with curiosity as she eyed the interesting green swirls that covered the shell. Gently lifting the egg a little closer to herself, she nuzzled the object with her cheek much in the fashion a cat would to rub its scent on things. "Eggie eggie eggie eggie, waaaaaaaai~...." Domonic blinked a few times at the bottom of the stairs, trying to peer around the large white door to see what his partner was cooing over. "Neko, what are you so excited about?" he asked curiously, lifting a brow. She'd been acting a bit strangely that morning, and it was making him confused by the sudden change in moods. In fact, it reminding him greatly of the way a child would normally act. Neko straightened up and turned around, stepping off to the side as she pushed the door closed with her tail. Immediately, she held up the large egg toward Domonic and giggled happily. "Eggie!" she said with a smile. "It's from Santa!" She paused for a moment and thought. "...Since when does Santa lay eggs?" Domonic frowned and reached a hand up, placing the back of it gently against the demon's forehead. She felt fine... so what was with her behavior today? "Love, are you feeling all right? I know you're much smarter than this," he slipped up without realizing. She pouted, hugging the egg lightly to her body as her ears drew back against her head. "Are you calling me stupid...?" Neko asked, almost as if she were about ready to cry. Domonic shook his head in a panic. "N-no! That's not what I meant!" he said quickly, waving his hands frantically. "Y-you're just acting rather different this morning, is all... Are you all right?" He calmed down a little bit, stepping closer and carefully taking the egg out of Neko's hands. In case she did get upset, he'd hate to see her throw it somewhere out of rage and accidentally break it. Neko was quite for a moment, allowing the man to take the gift. Lifting a hand to her head, she brushed her short red hair with her fingers as she tried to think of how she might have been acting differently. True, the demon hanyou was a little more chipper than usual today, but did she really need to explain the way she acted? Her gold eyes followed Domonic as he turned away to head toward the tree in the corner of the room, her hands moving to fold behind her back as she bit her bottom lip softly. "Is... it not okay?" she finally asked, looking down toward her feet as her mood seemed to change. For the first time, she realized she couldn't even see her feet any longer due to how much her stomach had grown with the forming child. "Do you not like me this way?" Domonic stopped in front of the tree as she asked her questions, nearly dropping the egg from surprise as he realized how he must have sounded to her. Pausing for a moment, he knelt down and carefully placed the large egg underneath the Christmas tree. "That's not what I meant either," he said softly before standing back up and turning to face Neko. He looked worried and concerned as he watched her for a moment, hoping he hadn't offended her. "I love you no matter what you may act like." He had a feeling she wouldn't look up at him, so he walked back over to her, gently placing his hands on her shoulders. Had he not constantly been worrying over hurting the demon, Domonic would have just pulled her into a tight hug, but the thought held him back. "I'm sorry if I offended you, Neko... I didn't mean to make you worry, and I didn't mean to sound so rude. It's just... You normally don't act like this, and I was just wondering if something had brought it on. The last time you acted like this it was because you were hiding the fact that you were upset over... well, you know what I'm talking about." Neko quietly looked at his hand on her left shoulder as he spoke, her own hands dropping to rest at her sides. He was right... She was hiding depression that had reared its head the last few days, but she felt a bit ashamed. It was something stupid, in her opinion, and didn't really need to be talked about, but she knew that not saying anything would only make matters worse. After all, nearly every wrong in the world started with doubt. "Why are you staying here, Domonic?" she asked with honesty, something she'd begun to ponder during her house arrest. "You have a home you could go back to. You have other friends... So why are you staying here with me?" Domonic blinked at the question, puzzled as to why it was being asked. "Well, I may have another home, but there isn't anything for me to go back to," he responded. "I have no family there, and who I thought were my friends turned their backs on me. They almost killed us both... Besides, why would I want to go back to a town that can't accept me for what I am? I may look human, but I'm still technically considered a demon to mankind." "But... why me?" she asked again, closing her eyes. "Why did you choose me? Did you know I would be pregnant? Is that why you stayed??" Domonic's blue eyes widened slightly as he listened, falling silent for a moment. Did he know she would be pregnant? Hardly. He did, however, find paperwork while cleaning things up one day about an appointment she had with some sort of maternity clinic. While that wasn't the reason he'd decided to live the rest of his days here, it certainly had taken a part in making his decision. "Neko..." he sighed, his expression softening once more as he lifted a hand to gently rest on his partner's head, his fingers lightly scritching her ears to comfort her a little. "I love you, and you know that. I can't tell you that enough, and I hope I've been doing a good enough job showing you just how much you mean to me." Neko blushed and gasped softly as he played with her ears, her fingers flinching at the sudden touch. He hadn't done that in a long while... "I told you why I decided that I wanted to stay," he continued, allowing his fingers to continue what they were doing. "As I said, I have no other family... My parents are gone, and I was an only child. I don't know any aunts or uncles, much less if I have any... so what do I have left?" His free hand slowly began to slip down off of Neko's shoulder. "I don't have anything, Neko. I no longer have a place I can call home, friends I can turn to..." Domonic's fingers continued to slip down, fingertips lightly brushing over her chest and continuing down her torso, not even faltering with the touch. "I know it may sound corny, but you really are all that I have in this world. You're my friend, my love... my very life. Without you, I'm nothing... "Here, I have a home. And here," he paused, his fingers finally stopping over her stomach, "I have a family I can come home to." Neko bit her lip softly as she felt his touch, her tail curling a little bit as she sighed lightly. This wasn't exactly what she had in mind to be rid of her doubt, but it certainly felt very nice, and it was a touch she'd certainly come to miss over the past month. She opened her eyes slowly, feeling a little dazed as she tried to think of something to say. Domonic, a bit reluctantly, gave up the ear scritches to move his hand, placing his index finger lightly under her chin to lift Neko's face to look at him, his thumb gently resting on her chin. "You're still beautiful, you know," he said softly, searching her eyes for a moment. "No matter how much you may change, you always will be to me." She continued to blush as she smiled slightly, lifting a hand to rest over his on her stomach. "You're such a charmer, ne?" Neko said a bit jokingly, her tail flicking slightly. "You have a knack for knowing just how to cheer me up, no matter what mood I may be in. I'd love to know your secret one of these days... Maybe then I'll be the one doing the seducing." Domonic blushed a little himself, unable to help but smirk. "I can't help that it seems to be natural," he retorted, leaning down closer to her. "Besides... you seduce me in your own way. Sometimes it's torture with you being pregnant right now." Before she could retaliate, Domonic caught her lips with his own, kissing her deeply for a long moment, his hand slipping behind her so he could hold her close. A soft purr emitted from Neko's throat as she kissed him back, wrapping her arms behind his neck. Oh, how she wished time could just stop for a while, so that this moment would continue on. A shame it ever had to end, she thought, deepening the kiss a little more while it lasted. He allowed the kiss to last a few moments longer before he hesitantly released her lips, giving her a few softer and sweeter kisses as he pulled away completely. Smiling a little bit as he looked into her eyes, Domonic slowly dropped down onto his knees and wrapped his arms around her waist, then looked to her midsection before resting the side of his head gently against her rounded stomach as he hugged her carefully. "I love you, Neko," he murmured softly, closing his eyes as he nuzzled against her a little bit, "and I always will." Neko smiled, feeling her eyes watering a little bit as she moved a hand to let her fingers play with Domonic's short blonde hair. She knew it was stupid to doubt him, and continued to feel ashamed for being depressed over such a silly matter, but right now she was happy and content just like this. He was here now, and that's all that really mattered. "I love you, too, Domi-kun," she told him, petting his hair lightly. "I love you, too." This was going to be one amazing winter.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Jul 06, 2005 8:03 pm
December 18, 2004; Saturday Night
The snow seems to be falling a little heavier lately. Hopefully, things won't be too bad... There are things I know Neko wants to get done before Christmas, and I only hope the weather allows her to complete her tasks. And, I hope to be able to complete my own...
My surprise for Neko is taking much longer than I thought it would. While I've nearly completed figuring out the nursery, something a little unexpected has come up that's preventing me from completing it. It seems we can't decide on a color to paint the room, even though I've gone out countless times to get color cards. Neko has her eyes set on a light yellow color, I'm particularly partial to a faint lavender one, and Demare is dead set on making the room black. ...While he really shouldn't get much of an opinion, given that he's still a baby, Neko's insisting on choosing a color he might enjoy, since he'll be living in it as well. I'd love to leave the room white and just arrange the furniture, but now she DOES want the room painted, so I have little choice at the moment. So the extra room is packed with things that need to go back into the nursery, meaning I can't do any sorting or arranging in there.
In the meantime, I've gone through some of the things in the attic. I've found most of Neko's books that have been hiding up there, but I get the feeling there's more... A part of me is wondering if there's even going to be enough room. She just had to have so many books... I took her up there the other night to help go through some boxes, but we had gotten a little... distracted. Needless to say, little got done and I got a splinter in my back. Those little buggers hurt. And I'm not quite sure due to certain reasons, but I thought I felt the baby kick... Neko says she doesn't think she felt anything, and she would know better than I would. I suppose we'll see, hm?
Also, the other night, we'd received a gift from a secret Santa. I had no idea that we were taking part in the event, but Neko had known so she must have gotten Sora to purchase a gift for the family we were supposed to get something for. I wonder what she'd found...? I wish I were able to find out who gave us our gift, as I would like to thank them for the egg, but that would defeat the purpose of the secret Santa, now wouldn't it? I wonder what will come from the egg? Neko seems to have an idea, but she won't tell me what it is. Why do I get the feeling we'll be adding yet another creature to the house hold...? Especially when there are two of those eggs under our tree?
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Jul 06, 2005 8:04 pm
December 22, 2004; 9:27 AM; Wednesday Morning
WHERE THE HELL HAS MY BABY GONE?!
It's like he just VANISHED. I asked the pixas if they'd heard or seen anything, and they said it had been a generally quiet night... Demare was whining in his sleep a little bit, but other than that everything had been normal. This doesn't make any sense! There's no sign of someone breaking in, nor of him running away somehow... What the hell am I supposed to do?? It's not like I can search anywhere, since there aren't any clues... Oh God. Why now? Of all times this could have happened, why NOW?! Demare... my little baby... I hope we can find you...
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Jul 06, 2005 8:07 pm
(Cross posted from Legend journal.)The day after Christmas... Neko quietly stepped up the carpeted stairs, her hands tightly grasping onto the wooden railing as she gradually grew more and more tired of moving around as the days passed by. Her stomach, swollen as it was, was starting to take its toll on her back as it felt heavier, and weakness wasn't anything she was used to. Her natural strength from being a demon seemed to fade away around the time they found out about the pregnancy, and her magic wasn't as strong at the moment. She figured it had something to do with supporting another life... though right now, her worry was also affecting her greatly. She hadn't slept for three days now, waiting in Demare's room at night in hopes her child would come back. She'd wait, and wait, and wait... until Domonic would come into the room and make her eat or do something else. After a few more steps, the demon hanyou was finally at the top of the stairs, her hand clinging to the rail for support as she breathed heavily. That really shouldn't have been so hard... Pregnant or not. There was a light padding sound behind her before she felt something nuzzle against the small of her back, her tail flicking a little bit with surprise as she turned her head enough to look over her shoulder. Illusion, one of the pards that had hatched from one of the peculiar eggs she'd received, looked up at his mistress with concern, his black wings folded down very close to his back so that he could make his way up the stairs. Neko's gold eyes couldn't take that look of sadness and they teared up a little bit, a delicate hand reaching back to smooth the pard's green and blue fur. "I'm sorry..." she said softly, moving to the side a little bit so that the large cat could stand on level ground. "I guess I'm worrying everyone, aren't I?" The pard simply purred at the touch, nuzzling close to the demon's legs as if to tell her that he could support her. Shifting his head, Illusion very gently rubbed a furry cheek against Neko's belly, wishing nothing more than for the woman to get better and to keep herself healthy. Neko managed to smile a little bit, moving her free hand to rest on her stomach. "I know, Lu... I should rest, right? Maybe I'll do that... At least take a nap or some...thing......." Neko's voice trailed off as a high-pitched noise began to ring through her mind, her ears drawing back as she winced. Lifting her hand from the pard's head, she placed a little pressure on her temple with her fingertips, her back finding the wall to rest upon. What was that sound...? Illusion watched with concern, a questioning look in his eyes as his tail curled a little bit, wondering if he should perhaps leave to retrieve the master. Neko whimpered in pain as she could feel her tan skin slowly begin to burn, black sparks beginning to fade into existence on her flesh as they started to smolder. Dark... magic...? But where was it coming from?? The pard quickly trampled down the stairs to find Domonic as the demon hanyou slowly slipped down the wall toward the ground, the fingers on her temple curling into her fist as she tried to bare the pain. It hurt... BADLY. Did things always change like this when one was pregnant? Her body began to shiver as it ached, waiting for Illusion to come back with help, her other hand grasping tightly onto her shirt. A new sound filled her ears, however, that caused her eyes to widen. Movement. She could hear movement from the backroom where Demare was supposed to be. Could he possibly be...? Neko clenched her teeth, quickly grabbing onto the railing next to her so she could pull herself up. Her body still hurt, the sparks still burning as they continued to appear on her skin, but she just had to see if he was there. Weakly, and slowly, the demon hanyou stumbled toward the room, leaning toward the walls every few steps to keep herself from falling. Once she was close enough, she reached out and grasped the doorknob, the burning onto getting worse. So much dark magic... Could that really be Demare? Leaning against the door, she pressed her cheek and ear against it as she tried to catch her breath, wanting to be sure she wouldn't just collapse. She could hear quick footsteps from downstairs, so she couldn't wait too long, fearing that Domonic would grow angry if he found out her child had the potential to possibly kill her. Swallowing hard, she turned the knob and swung the door open, gold eyes immediately finding cold bi-colored ones near the floor. Indeed, there was Demare, standing far enough from the door for it to swing fully open, his two eyes a narrow glare that just seemed to cry hatred. Neko shivered, grasping onto the doorframe as she stared down at the legend in disbelieve, almost wishing that he was still gone after receiving such a glance. Motherhood took over, however, as tears stung her burns while she dropped to her knees and reached out to pick up the baby. At first, the angel demon didn't seem to mind being held, but something darker was cooking up in his mind. As Neko held him close to her, two small slits on his forehead above his black eye slowly seemed to grow wider, a soft red glow pouring out from the seemingly new holes. Demare's bi-colored eyes returned to their normal size after a moment, a smirk crawling onto his lips as he wrapped his small arms around his guardian's neck and hid his head in the woman's shoulder, his ears picking up the sound of footsteps before Domonic came into view. "Neko, are you all right?!" the tall blonde cried as he quickly knelt down beside his partner, his blue eyes almost not even noticing the tiny child she was cradling. "I-I'll be fine..." Neko stammered, weakly turning her eyes toward him. "J-just... s-some magic l-leaked..." That's right... Demare thought to himself, laughing in his mind. With Clare 'resting', there wasn't anyone at the moment that could prevent him from wrecking havoc. Lie for my sake.Domonic, not wanting to question anything with the demon's current state, let it slide for the moment. "Is there anything I could do?" he asked instead, lifting a hand to brush a little of Neko's red hair away from her face. The markings even spread there...? That was news to him. At least right now they weren't smoking anymore. "D-downstairs... there's a b-book..." she began to explain, closing her eyes for a moment as she tried to think. "T-there's... a specific s-spell... I-it h-heals magic induced b-burns..." He stood, ready to bolt down the stairs once he got the answer to his next question. "The book with cures for certain poisons, right?" Once Neko had nodded, he made haste to the stairs, nearly falling down them as he moved as quickly as he could. Yes... leave her here with me... the child sneered in his mind. The two slits on his forehead seemed to close up as he shifted his arms to release the demon hanyou. Neko sniffled a little bit before she finally pulled Demare back to take a little at him, looking him over for a moment to make sure everything was okay. Well, he LOOKED okay... Nothing seemed to have hurt him while he was gone, though there was something on his face... Nevertheless, she smiled happily as she did her best to ignore the pain, gently placing the child on the ground so he could stand in front of her. "Oh sweety... I m-missed you so m-much..." she tried to say, trying to carefully wipe away her tears. "I-I'm so sorry I didn't f-find you... Y-you must h-have been s-so scared!" Lady, I was anything BUT scared, he told himself, his right eye twitching slightly. He had to keep his face... It was only a miracle that he'd managed to change his smirk into a smile to continue to trick her. Curiosity got the best of her as she gently began to smooth Demare's reddish brown hair. "Honey, what do you have here?" she asked as she carefully brushed away some of his bangs to get a better look at his forehead. To her, they seemed like scars, but the way that they were protruding from his flesh it was a little strange. Just as she was about to brush a finger across the tiny marks, they opened wide to reveal two completely red eyes, one over the other. Neko's gold eyes widened as she gasped, Demare lifting his tiny hands to take hold of her fingers. Betrayal... is the greatest type of revenge... his mind echoed as his smirk returned. His grip tightened a little bit as he moved the woman's hand, calmly nuzzling his cheek against the back of it as his eyes stayed on Neko's face to watch her shock. Now... let's see what your blood tastes like.Without another warning, Demare took the side of Neko's hand into his mouth, and bit down with all of his might. The demon's cry of pain and horror was music to his ears.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Jul 06, 2005 8:08 pm
[Entry: Demare, Micheal, and the baby]
Getting Micheal to help distract Demare, new dagger possibly a threat. Baby started kicking few days ago, feeling tired a lot of the time.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Jul 06, 2005 8:10 pm
[Entry: Letter from... home?] (Jan 17)
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Jul 06, 2005 8:11 pm
[Feb 2: Letter from home #2]
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Jul 06, 2005 8:12 pm
February 12, 2005; Saturday Morning
It's certainly been a long time since I've written in here, hasn't it? A little over a month, it would seem. Forgive my absence, but quite a bit has been happening, as Neko might have mentioned. Just to cover a couple of things in case, I'll record a few of the events that have happened since I wrote last.
Ever since Demare's return on Christmas, things have taken a turn for the worst. Over the holidays, the legend had received a mysterious gift... A dagger that had been formed out of his pendant. That doesn't sound very harmless, but this is a baby we're talking about, and a rather irritable child at that. He's tried several times to stab either of us with it, and I swear that the weapon is living. That eye... It moves...
Neko then thought it would be a good idea to give the child some sort of companion... Something called a fandangle. He's named it Micheal, and he's been nothing but trouble ever since. It's as if chaos itself has decided to live in our home, and things were getting very irritating. After only a few days, the little trinket had stopped working for a few hours, and then randomly started up again. Then all of these weird things started going on... Neko and Demare were hearing strange messages, seeing frightening images... Micheal and the sprockets seemed to go crazy. I don't understand any of this, since I haven't seen anything they have. However, it has me very concerned, and Neko's been feeling very... very stressed.
We still haven't gone in to have a check up for the baby, and I'm beginning to worry if things are all right. Neko's been getting weaker by the day, and something else began to happen last month. She received an odd letter from supposedly where she had been raised during ancient times. What's even stranger is that the letter was written from her appointed mother, Nova... Nova died quite some time ago, and her spirit doesn't even reside in Hell's Hollow any longer. Then, about a week ago, Neko received another letter from Nova. I'm convinced that this has to be some sick joke, but it has Neko so frightened that she left just a few days ago to investigate.
I told her not to go... In her current state, her safety is very uncertain and I honestly am beginning to fear for her life. She left without telling me, which hurt quite a bit. The only reason I know where she went is because Juubei had tried to stop her from leaving and it slipped while they were talking. I vowed to protect her, and now it seems I can't even do that much. What a wonderful lover I am, right...?
So here I am, left with Demare. As well as the rest of the house. It's dawned on me that this place seems to only be getting smaller every time I look around in it, and it's gotten so bad that we've even got a couple of residents sleeping on the couch downstairs. The guest room is full, the basement has perhaps too many beds, and we're now in dire need of one more bed to give to Demare. Before Neko left, he'd grown into an actual child, but he seems to be much more calm right now. Since he can't very well sleep in the crib, he's been sleeping in our bed with us. ...It's... very awkward, but in a way a little comforting. I really do care for him like he was our real son, and somehow this seems to make me feel more like a parent. Like... a father.
Perhaps I'm worrying about this whole thing too much. I really should have more faith in Neko, and trust that she knows what she's doing. She's the one carrying the baby, after all... The only experience I'm getting out of all of this is watching her. I just hope everything will be okay...
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Jul 06, 2005 8:12 pm
February 20, 2005; 11:36 PM; Sunday Evening
I've returned, diary, after a little vacation from home. I know Domonic didn't want me to go with the baby and all, but I had to leave. I had to find out who had written those letters, and what kind of stupid joke they were playing on me by signing that they were from my mother. Though, with my magic not being as strong as it should be, the journey was very hard. Teleportation was difficult, and there were times I think I had to rest for many hours before being able to keep on toward my destination. It took me about a week just to get there, but I eventually had made it in one piece. After more than about 15 years, I was back in Hell's Hollow.
It was really hard to go back there, because the memories of my childhood way back then are still incredibly strong. I think what hurts the most is that it was my fault the incident happened, whether I want to believe that or not. Many of the souls that were trapped there since my last visit have long since passed on, so that was a little less to think about, but I never imagined that being as weak as I am right now would allow me to be more vulnerable to influences around there. I knew the stories about how the people of this world wouldn't even dare go within 50 miles of this wasteland, and how only the strongest of mortals would venture here to prove just how much better they are than everyone else. It made no sense to me before, but now I think I understand. The area itself is full of so much hatred and remorse that even the strongest will could break easily by the influence of fear it causes. Terrifying screams being heard within their mind, clear images of the past... I swear I would have just died had I not been so determined to find out what I needed to know. I was scared, frightened... but I just didn't want to give up. I decided that I wouldn't spend more than three days there, and if I didn't get my answers by the end of the third day I would go home and forget the letters were even written. I knew I would in for an earful when I got home, anyway. Little did I know that there would be fate hidden within those three days, and each day I was confronted by my three deepest fears since Domonic and I had conceived.
On the first day, a question had come to mind about my race. I'm half cat demon because of my father, and my real mother was a light demon. For centuries I thought I'd been abandoned as a child, having never met my real mother. About 17 years ago, a friend of mine promised to help me find out all there was to know about this other side of me, and he had managed to do something I never could. He went back to the place in the woods where I had been found as a baby so long ago, and managed to ask my real mother herself why she wasn't there. ...Or rather, he'd asked her soul. I found out that the survival rate after labor for light demons was VERY slim, and was actually rare to live much longer than a year after giving birth. Most women died as soon as the child was born, but sometimes there would be lucky ones, if you call an extra year or two of life lucky. So, the question for myself was, what if I died after this child was born? What if I was one of the unlucky ones, and wouldn't make it?
The thought of this scared me the most out of the three days, but I think it also gave me the most relief after coming to a conclusion. While it's true that there's a chance I could pass on during the birth, there's also a chance I could live. Maybe being part cat demon will help that factor, you know? Give me a HIGHER chance, at least. Even so, if I don't make it for whatever reason, then my child is going to have a wonderful father. If I can't share my life with the two of them at the same time, then I guess it wasn't meant to be... I know that's awful of me to say, but what else is there? I can't go up to fate and demand that he allow me to continue living. I can't prove to destiny that it would be wrong to let me go. I lived a very long life, and I'm happy. I'm just glad I was able to experience this simple event, and I wouldn't trade it for anything in this world or the next. I still fear death, as just about any mortal should, but I won't allow it to ruin whatever time I may still have left.
The second day came a little easier, as did the question and answer. After I lost my memories about 50,000 years ago, there was a large group of people that decided certain races shouldn't be allowed to live in this world. They went around killing and destroying these people because of their stupid beliefs, and took the lives needlessly. Among demons they were known as The Hunters, but according to humans, they were happily called The Crusaders. These people felt it necessary, for no valid reason, to purify the world of these randomly targeted races. Unfortunately, "Fallen Angels" were one of their targets, and I was chased after for years. To think that being a part of something was wrong... So, the question was this: What if these people found me again? What if they found Domonic, or decided that our baby was some sort of abomination and tried to come after us all?
Domonic knows very little about these people, since he didn't know about what he was for the longest time. Due to the fact that he looks just like a human probably helped throw off their guard, anyway. The fact of the matter is, is that this group of people still exist. At any time, they could come knocking on our door, and we wouldn't know until it was too late. The solution for this is simple: It's pointless to live our lives in this fear, especially when we don't even know if they'll come after us again. Until our child is old enough to understand, then we'll live normally, as we have been. Perhaps when he or she is old enough, we'll think about going over what to do just to be safe, but for the moment I won't worry about that anymore. If they come, they come... Domonic's a strong mage, perhaps about as strong in water magic as I am in white magic, so we'd at least be able to defend ourselves for a while. That's all that can be done.
Since arriving at Hell's Hollow, I had yet to find the answers I sought out, and just about gave up on the third day. As I was preparing myself for the trip home, someone appeared to me that I was hoping I would never have had to see again. As cold and cruel as always, Shadow had returned. I thought I'd killed him when I was traveling with Domonic last year, but apparently there was a tiny bit of information that I never knew about, even when I was known as Mira. The demon I know and call Shadow is, in fact, not his real body. As the name suggests, he is simply that; a shadow manifestation of his true form, where ever the real demon lord resides. Meaning I can kill this b*****d all I want, and he'll just come back and torture me. (Reminds me of a cockroach, actually...)
Shadow was the person behind the letters, and I'd fallen right into his plan. Though, odd as it sounds, the reason he led me back to my old home wasn't to torture me. He brought me here to help me... To ease the mental pain I'd been causing myself, and to explain a little something to me. (As always, he has to be a p***k somehow, right? He never did anything nice, even back then, without doing something horribly cruel afterwards.) The last question that had been running through my mind since last December was very different from the other ones, and didn't seem to make much sense to me. All the while through this pregnancy, I'd been asking myself why this felt familiar, and why it was hurting me as much as it was. Shadow has his own way of finding out things, and upon hearing I was expecting, he decided to let me feel as much pain as possible before telling me that I had indeed been through this before.
I didn't want to believe him. At first, I didn't, and had every reason to punch him right in the face. (He let me do it, too. Shadow didn't fight back or anything... he just let me hit him as hard as I wanted.) Though, I wish I'd saved it for after his explanation... Before I lost my memories, when I was still known as Mira, Shadow and I were romantically involved. It's really odd for me to say that now, since I hate him so much, but I won't deny that it was possible. In the Shadow Realm, I was literally the only creature he tolerated and listened to willingly, and around the time I nearly killed him just to prove I was worthy of being second-in-command of his army was the time he realized just how much he never wanted me to leave his side. When I think about it now, I tell myself I was stupid, but love makes us blind, doesn't it? It always has, and always will. Whatever the two of us shared was kept secret, always arguing and fighting with each other when we weren't alone. In fact, I think the only person that knew about us was my only friend at the time, Rhiannon. Anyway, Shadow and I would... do things when we were alone. Things I never really expected, and things I never even remembered until more recently. Apparently, nature had taken its course during one of those events, and I unknowingly had become pregnant. I went through the sicknesses and everything; my belly was growing very slowly, so I had no idea what was wrong with me. He was the first to notice, the first to realize, and the first to take action.
One night, I'd gotten so sick I lost consciousness, hence the reason I had no idea about any of this. While I was out of it, Shadow had literally reached his shadowy hands into my body, and ripped the forming child out. Horrible, isn't it? He was so worried about losing me that he denied us having a child together. Not that he would have made a good father anyway... He probably would have killed the kid before he was old enough to walk. (Yes, it was apparently a boy.) I don't know why Shadow chose to tell me this NOW, when I'm getting ready to have a baby in probably a matter of weeks. I was a little scared after he told me that, thinking he was going to do the same thing right then and there while I couldn't defend myself. However, he surprised me as he let me be, and said that he merely told me so I would know. (Another thing I could regret from my past life.) He told me that, as promised, he would still be the one to kill me when it was my time to go, and that I shouldn't worry about dying this time around. (What exactly is that supposed to mean...?) I was too shocked to really say much of anything else, and I didn't even notice when he left. All I can remember is him saying something along the lines of "the two of you will be fine", and then the entire Hollow had become eerily quiet.
I was able to arrive home a little faster than expected, cutting my travel time by two days. As expected, Domonic did lecture me about having gone without taking anybody with me, but he was gladder than anything that I'd gotten home safely. After a long talk, we came to an agreement: I'd stay home and under a little surveillance for one week, and if nothing happens he promises not to bug me so much about doing places alone. I still don't think the baby will be coming too much sooner, anyway... I'm saying at least another two weeks before expecting anything. Granted, the pain IS getting a lot worse, but I've been in pain this whole time so it's hard to say whether or not it's because I'll be going into labor soon.
We also talked a little bit about names because I sat down to write. We have no idea what gender the baby is, and neither of us have a preference, either. (I kind of want a little girl since the general populace of the house is male, but I'll be happy with a little boy, as well.) So here's what we came up with:
If it's a girl, her name could be Katerina, Meloney, Morgan, or Nova (in honor of my mother).
If it's a boy, his name could be Lucas, Manior, Kyo, or Marcus (in honor of Domonic's father).
He or she will obviously be taking Domonic's last name, since I don't have one. I remember him asking about that once, actually... Why I didn't take my mother's last name. I thought about it for a long time, and while it would have been nice, I just can't see myself being a Mateni again. I've... thought about taking Domonic's last name, as well. Neko Fons... Perhaps one day I'll feel worthy enough, but for now, I'll leave things for fate and destiny to decide.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Jul 06, 2005 8:14 pm
I just wanted some water... ;.; Neko stared blankly up at the ceiling as she laid on the couch, enjoying the quiet nature that seemed to engulf the house. The pets had been fed and were off napping, Demare was in his room, most of the tahnee were out of the house on some errand (save for Sora, who was cleaning in the basement), and Juubei was hiding in the shadows like usual. Domonic was upstairs working on that backroom again, leaving the demon hanyou to rest alone. It was a little unsettling, everything being as calm as it was� It made her feel like a storm was about to happen. Sighing lightly, the pregnant woman reached a hand up to grasp at the back of the couch, and began to strain herself to sit upright, and then proceeded to do more so as she stood. Panting a little bit, she wished someone had decided to leave her with some company so she wouldn't have to go through all of this. She was thirsty� By the time she got to the kitchen, got her drink, and sat back down on the couch, she'd be even more tired. Sleep was a privilege these past few days, the baby deciding now was a very good time to make its presence even more known. Neko had felt a lot of kicking, and she swore sometimes it would just completely move, but yesterday she experienced an unusual amount of pain. Her stomach would feel like it was cramping up, but the pain was so strong that she felt as though she'd just collapse at any moment. If she just told someone about it, they could go to the doctor and find out what was wrong� However, the demon was rather stubborn, and decided to just live with it. As she straightened herself out and took a step away from the couch, Neko nearly doubled over in pain. The cramps only seemed to worsen as she tried to right herself again, gritting her teeth as she ran her hands gently over her round belly. Water� All she wanted was water� Carefully, she took slow steps toward the kitchen, barely making it to the doorframe before another twinge of pain shot through her body. She tensed up for a moment, her gold eyes glancing at the sink only a few feet away. She could make it. It's wasn't THAT far away� Neko took a deep breath, straightened herself out once more, and began to take steady steps toward the goal again. Reaching the counter, she grasped it tightly for support, stopping for a moment to open the cabinet and take a glass cup to use. That wasn't so bad� Setting the glass down on the other side of the counter, closer to the sink, she made her final journey toward her destination. No cramps� Maybe the slow steps were working. Her tail flicked a little bit behind her as she finally reached the sink, her right hand reaching over to the other counter to grab the glass while she turned the faucet on with her left. No pain, no gain, right? She won this battle fair and square. Holding the glass under the faucet, she let the cup fill about half way before turning the water off and bringing it to her lips. If only things could be that easy� The pain she'd been feeling just seemed to triple as she keeled over, one hand grasping at her stomach while the other tightened a little too hard and broke the glass, allowing the water to splash all over the floor. Of course, something else decided it was time to spill, as well� Her bleeding hand tightened further into a fist, her breathes growing heavy as the pain took longer to subside. This� wasn't good. "Domonic�" she hissed at first, trying to simply cry out. Now it was time to see the doctor. "DOMONIC!" There was a soft thud overhead before silence continued, only to be broken again by someone descending the stairs on the other side of the house. "Domonic�!" Neko whimpered, doing her best to stand. "Help me!" The tall blonde looked around the living room for a moment, wondering where the demon had gone before his blue eyes caught sight of the struggled movement in the kitchen. What was she doing�? Taking quick steps to the other room, he took note of the fact that Neko nearly looked drenched. "Love, what's wrong?" Domonic questioned, rushing to her side and carefully helping her up. "What's happened? What did you do to your hand?" Neko took in a deep breath, hoping it would help, but the attempt proved to be useless. Her right hand grasped painfully onto his arm, her left still resting on her stomach. "Water� broke�" was all she could get out as she whimpered again, another shot of pain running through her body. Domonic raised an eyebrow, not quite sure what she was talking about. Looking to the sink for a moment, he reached his free hand over to turn the faucet on. "No� it works just fine," he said a bit skeptically, turning the water off again just as the demon hanyou smacked him hard upside the head. "MY WATER, YOU MORON!" the woman screeched, not in the mood for games. "Hospital, NOW!" Rubbing his head a little bit, it dawned on him. "Oh�" Neko was pregnant, right? And her water broke� "OH!!" He felt like an idiot as he realized what she'd meant, his eyes growing wide as he proceeded to panic. Already?? When she said the baby would be coming soon, he hadn't thought she meant THIS soon! "JUUBEI! We need some help!!"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Jul 06, 2005 8:15 pm
I don't care how much it hurts, I won't take those pi--... Why is everything so dark? Neko winced at yet another contraction, biting her lip to keep herself from crying out in pain. Ugh, it hurt so bad!! This was about a 100 times worse than before, and she was physically so tired that it was hard for her to imagine giving birth to the baby naturally. She'd been admitted to the hospital about 4 hours ago, and she had only dilated 4 inches. It was like her body was preventing this from happening, but the baby was arguing as much as it could. Quite frankly, she was irritated that the birth wasn't done and over with already, Neko's tail lashing from left to right in a curl over the edge of the bed. Domonic had pulled his chair close enough to the bed to be by her side, but at the same time was far enough away so she couldn't claw or grab at him when she was in pain. It's not that he wasn't willing to let her squeeze the life out of his hand, he was just scared of being mauled for being the cause of her pain. (Because, it's always the man's fault.) His hands fidgeted together while he was slouched over, his elbows resting against his knees as his blue eyes worriedly watched the miserable demon on the hospital bed. He wanted to do something... ANYTHING... to help her, but what could be done? Neko was refusing to take any medication whatsoever, ranting about how it wouldn't do her any good. Nevertheless, the blonde man decided to try asking again. "Neko, love... Are you SURE you don't want any medicine?" he asked a little warily, finally sitting upright in the chair and allowing his hands to fall down into his lap. "It might help ease the pain at least a little bit." Neko hissed and her gold eyes glared at him, her left hand grasping tightly onto the bed's sidebar. How many times did she have to explain this?? "It won't do me any good, damn it!" she snapped at him, her ears drawing back as another contraction took it's toll. "Medicines don't WORK on me! Why do you think I never go to doctors, or these damn hospitals?!" Domonic shrank back in his seat, glancing toward the closed door of the room. He couldn't really blame her for not liking these places. The white walls were a bit much for even him, and it always took so long just to get someone's attention. It was like some sort of eternal waiting room, waiting for hours just to be told that one was perfectly fine. Plus, with some of Neko's senses being way over above average, the stench of blood and death was probably more apparent for her. "Please don't be angry," he said quietly, finally giving up on asking about the medicine. "You know this was the only place we could go once you went into labor. No one at the house knows anything about delivering babies, so we didn't have much of a choice, right?" The demon hanyou sighed lightly, taking in a few deep breaths to calm down. Right now, all she really wanted to do was sleep, but being so close to delivery that was a privilege she wasn't allowed. Turning her eyes to the ceiling, she gently rested a weak hand on her stomach, softly rubbing her large belly. It was time, wasn't it? So why was this so difficult? "This wasn't a mistake, right?" she managed to get out, choking on her words as tears stung her eyes. "This... this is RIGHT, isn't it?" In an instant, the man abandoned his fears of getting hurt and stood from his chair, quickly stepping over to Neko's side. She was scared, he knew, and it hurt him that he couldn't do anything to help her fears. Gently, he reached a hand down to carefully brush some the damp and matted hair away from her face, softly stroking his fingertips down one of the golden markings on her cheek. "Don't ever think this was a mistake," he cooed, smiling at her warmly. "I... I know that maybe we it seems like we're not really ready for this, but who are we to say that until it happens? We've raised Demare since he was a baby, so why should this be so much different than that?" A soft purr emitted from Neko's throat as Domonic placed his hand on her cheek, moving her hand from the sidebar to rest on top of his own as he spoke. "Do you think we'll be good parents...?" she couldn't help but ask. "Do you think this baby will hate us like Demare does?" "I don't know about myself, but I know you'll be a wonderful mother," he assured her, leaning down to kiss her forehead softly. "And I doubt that Demare hates us, Neko... He seems like a bit of an angry child, but I'm sure deep down he loves you, just like the baby will." Smiling a little bit, he rested his head gently against hers. "Besides, who could hate someone as beautiful as you?" Neko blushed a little bit, unable to help but smile as well. "You're just saying that... I'm sure I look terrible right now," she jested, turning her eyes away for a moment. This seemed so cliche, but at the moment she could care less. It was keeping her mind off the pain, at least. Domonic tipped his head a little more, pressing his lips softly against the demon's, kissing her deeply for a moment before slowly pulling away. Standing upright once again, he moved his hand to gently rest against her stomach as he smiled, looking at her lovingly. "I don't believe I've ever seen you looking more beautiful then you do at this very moment," he said soothingly, reaching his free hand over to carefully scratch one of her ears. "Mmm..." she purred, closing her eyes for only a moment. "You always seem to know the right things to say. Maybe that's why I l--" She was interrupted by a contraction, but there was something different about this one. Her eyes snapped open as the pain throughout her body seemed to just double... TRIPPLE even. Something was wrong... Something was horribly wrong. Neko's hands grasped tightly onto the side rails as another contraction came, her natural strength beginning to bend the bars as her body stiffened for a moment, the poor woman crying out loading in pain. "Neko?!" Domonic began to panic, unable to do anything for a moment until common sense struck him and he frantically pushed the button on the wall to call a nurse. "Neko, what's wrong?!" She couldn't answer him. In fact, she couldn't do much else than scream and moan in pain, her mind going blank and her body beginning to feel numb. She wheezed in-between the contractions, breathing becoming a bit difficult now as it felt as though her heart was speeding up. Neko's vision became spotty and black as she could hear someone call for help, fear seizing her as Domonic faded from view and everything became dark. The cry of her name was the last thing to echo throughout her mind as she slipped into unconsciousness.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Jul 06, 2005 8:15 pm
Neko, don't go... "What happened in here?" the doctor demanded, checking for a pulse on the woman but hardly able to find out. "This doesn't make any sense. Nurse! Get those paddles ready!" "Yes, doctor!" the small nurse cried out, stepping away to retrieve the machine. She'd been doing so well! Why was there such a sudden heart failure? Domonic could only watch in a wide-eyed daze as the doctors and nurses worked to keep Neko's body at a normal temperature, and to keep her heart going. It was all so sudden... She had been perfectly fine up until he started talking to her. It was like something didn't want her to have this baby, and would do anything to keep it that way. The high-pitched beeps that measured the demon's heart rate was ringing louder and louder in his ears as it gradually kept getting quicker. He could feel tears stinging in his eyes, his voice caught in his throat, and he just wanted to cry out. This can't be happening. This shouldn't be happening. His bandaged hands clenched into tighter fists as he continued to watch the happenings, the doctors and nurses bustling around the mother-to-be. Everything was supposed to be fine...Fear took a firm hold of him as, in his mind, the sound of the blue line grew consistent. "Get out..." he hissed, tired of the noise. "Get out, NOW!" Most of the noise stopped as the doctors and nurses looked at the man with a puzzled look. ...He wanted them to leave? "Sir, you can't ju--" " GET OUT! Or I'll throw you out myself!" Domonic threatened, not sure how much more of any of this he could take. It took a lot to make him completely snap, and this whole ordeal just happened to do it. Without questioning the man any further, one doctor quickly moved toward the door, as if understanding why he was angry. It didn't take long for the others to follow, filing one by one out of the room to leave the patient be. This seemed wrong to them, but... they would respect his wishes. As the last unwanted stranger filed out of the room, Domonic stepped over to the door himself and locked the door. He hesitated for a moment, his hand resting on the cool metal of the lock, as he seemed to think about what to do next. Doctors knew little about demons... They knew even less about the Fallen. As he turned around to set his blue eyes on the troubled woman, large wings began to sprout from his back. It hurt, the bone ripping through his flesh and shirt, the mostly white feathers taking form as they hit the new air, but this pain was nothing compared to what Neko was probably feeling right now. Domonic moved to stand next to his love as the last of the feathers formed, the black tipped feathers appearing and spreading halfway down the white wings. There had to be something he could do to help her... Something that could save her. Reaching a hand out, he gently rested his fingertips on her forehead, the gold sparks slowly appearing on his body. If he did this one step at a time, there might be a chance it could work. Whispering a few words in an unrecognizable language, the now seemingly angelic man lifted his fingers slowly away from Neko, a small red orb removing itself from her body. Once it was hovering far enough away, he quickly snatched it into his fist, the heat disappearing into the air. Resting his hand on her forehead again, Domonic was a bit relieved that her temperature had returned to normal. That would buy him a little time, listening as her heart rate slowed a little bit. Taking a deep breath, Domonic exhaled slowly as he wondered what to do next, brushing a little bit of Neko's hair away from her face. It worried him that she was beginning to look pale, something not exactly natural for someone as tan as she was. She was dying, he knew... so how did one cross fate like that, exactly? Neko's eyes slowly blinked open, unsure if she was actually awake or not. Everything was so dark... It was like she'd been sucked into a black hole and managed to live. Her body felt cold and numb, but she managed to sit up with some effort, cursing the fact that hospital garbs didn't exactly have backs. It took her a moment to realize something: if everything around her was so dark, then why could she see herself? Another realization threw that thought out the window immediately, however.
Where was her baby?
The demon hanyou carefully placed a hand on her stomach, her eyes growing wide. It was small again, as if she'd never been pregnant. What happened?! Where the hell was she?!
"Don't be afraid," came a whisper through the darkness, a voice very familiar to her. It was something she hadn't heard in a long time, however, so it was hard to place who it was. "Everything will be fine."
Neko searched the shadows carefully, her tail curling around close to her body and her ears drawing back. The voice was comforting, but it bothered her not knowing whom it belonged to. She'd already been tricked by Shadow recently, so who was to say that it wasn't him again?
"I won't hurt you," the voice came clearly, a deep tone obviously belonging to a man. "I'm here to help you."
The little silver cross on Neko's collar began to shimmer a little bit, glowing a faint white as she peered down at it, carefully reaching a hand to her neck to brush her fingers along the cold metal. The gift from an old friend...
"Mandlor...?" she piped up softly, looking through the darkness again.
A translucent hand rested gently on the woman's shoulder, just barely solid. Looking over her shoulder, she smiled a little bit as she saw his cheery face.
"I'm glad you haven't forgotten after all these years," the ghostly man said, his form mostly just a white outline in the darkness. "Then again, I didn't expect you to."
Neko wanted desperately to reach out and hug him, but she knew the attempt would be in vain. She could already feel his hand slipping through her body, so she could imagine just how difficult it was for him to even be here right now.
"What... happened?" she asked instead, returning to her thoughts about where she was. "I remember feeling a lot of pain, and then everything went black."
Mandlor continued to smile as he sat down next to the demon, folding his hands in his lap as he thought about how to say it without Neko over-reacting.
"On the other side, you're dying," he started, holding up a hand toward her before she could interrupt, "but you're going to live. I'm here to take you back to your world, Neko."
Neko didn't understand what he was saying exactly, and started to feel a little skeptical. She was dying? Then, why was she HERE? And why was he, supposedly, going to be taking her back?
"I know what you're thinking," he joked, his frown fading from his face. "'How is this possible?', right? You'll just have to trust me on this one, just like you used to."
"Mmm... You know me too well," she giggled, bringing her knees up and hugging them to herself gently. "Well, then while we're still here... What kinda things can you explain to me? Like, where is here and where is my baby?"
Mandlor chuckled a little bit, moving his hands to rest them on his knees. "Well, that's simple. Here would be, in a sense, limbo... since you're neither dead nor living, your spirit was brought here until death decided what to do," he explained. "As for your baby, he's fine. Due to part of your bloodline, this sort of thing is normal... It just hasn't happened for a long while. He's still in your womb, perfectly healthy, just like any other Fallen."
Neko thought about that for a moment, her tail flicking a little bit. Just like... any other Fallen? But the child was half human, wasn't it? ...Did he just call the baby a boy??
"So, I have... a son," she said a bit absently, resting her chin on her knees. "I don't see how he'll be much of a light demon, though. I'm only half!"
This was rather amusing to him. "Again, Neko... You'll have to trust me on this one," he said simply, standing himself up and reaching a hand down to offer the demon help. "However, there's something I should share with you before you leave."
Cautiously, Neko grasped the ghostly hand, and was a bit surprised that it was solid. She was then again surprised as Mandlor pulled her up off of the black ground and held her close, his translucent figure beginning to fill into a solidified form.
"I promised you that somehow I'd return to you," he whispered softly. "Just remember that you're in good hands. I'll always be there when you really need me... as will my grandson."
The demon hanyou was now extremely puzzled. "Your... grandso--" she started to question, looking up at him, but she was interrupted as he placed his lips gently against hers. His lips were warm, soft like any other being, just like they'd been so long ago.Domonic slowly pulled away and opened his eyes, searching Neko's face for any sign that the spell had worked. His wings curled around the bed a little bit protectively, forming an odd shaped dome around the two of them. If it didn't work, then there was a chance he might have lost her for good, but he wanted to give himself the benefit of the doubt. The blue line that measured her heart gradually began to sound again, the beat finally returning to normal. Neko winced and stirred as if she'd been sleeping, her head rolling on the pillow a little bit before her gold eyes fluttered open, looking around with a blurred vision. Where was she now...? Her ears twitched a little bit as she recognized the annoying beeps from the heart monitor. She was back at the hospital...? "Neko...?" Domonic called out to her softly, just to be sure. He gently took hold of one of her hands, hoping she would be okay now. Her eyes turned toward the voice, her vision clearing up a little bit. Her body still felt a little numb, but the slight feeling in her fingertips allowed her to feel his hand, and her grip tightened a little bit. He stayed with her the whole time she was out, hadn't he? "Hey there..." she managed to get out, her voice raspy from a dry throat. "Hope I didn't... scare you too bad..." What a relief. The angelic man carefully sat the demon up a little bit, wrapping his arms around her in a gentle hug. If he were able to cry right then, he would have, but the joy of seeing her moving again was just too much. His wings curled around her somewhat, the feathers brushing softly against her arms. "I thought I was going to lose you... I thought I wouldn't be able to help," he choked, hiding his head in her shoulder. The wings were... real? Neko tiredly glanced toward his back as she was able to see normally, a little confused by the sight. She thought she saw wings on him last October after fighting Sin, but they were gone before she was able to get a closer look at them. She had simply thought it was a trick of the light, or an illusion he'd created. These were definitely real, however, just like her own. "You... never told me... you were a demon..." she said, leaning her head a little bit against his. Domonic was quiet for a moment before he smiled, helping Neko ease her back down against the bed. His wings stretched themselves out as far as they could within the small hospital room, glowing a soft white before the feathers disappeared in a shower of blue and black light. The bone began to shrink back into his shoulder blades as he winced, trying hard to ignore the pain. "You never asked," he told her, brushing his fingertips along her cheek as the gold sparks on his flesh faded from view. "However, that's something we could talk about later." Neko quickly placed a hand on her large stomach, a twinge of pain shooting throughout her body. Thankfully, she was too numb to feel much of the pain right now. "I think there's someone just dying to come out," he chuckled, reluctantly moving to let the doctors back into the room.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
