Porcelain
A Dragonball Z fanfic by LadyRivka
This is a Kuririn/Juuhachigou fic, told from Kuririn's perspective. He is watching her sleep on the night he learned she was pregnant with Marron, and reflecting on their life together so far. –L.R.
Porcelain
Are you wasting away in your skin
Are you missing the love of your kin
Drifting and floating and fading away…
She looks like a goddess when she's asleep.
I still can't believe she fell for me. Ever since that kiss on the highway, I've thought about her, dreamed about her. I smashed a deactivation device and used a wish from the Dragon on her so she could be free, so she could be the person I saw inside of her. Of course, it took her a while to get used to feeling all these emotions welling up inside her; she thought of them as "bad" for some reason. But I made it a point to teach her the fine art of being human, to console her when she got mad at herself when she thought she "screwed up".
I can't help but feel guilty, though, for separating her and her twin brother. He was the only guy she ever had, that she ever knew and trusted. Now he's living as a hermit in the woods somewhere. Is it my fault? Does she even miss her brother now that she's with me? I feel uneasy…
Porcelain
Do you smell like a girl when you smile
Can you bear not to share with your child
Drifting and floating and fading away
Little lune…all day…little lune…
Today she had gone to the doctor's, and I had learned I was going to be a father. My lifelong dream finally realized. But there was a problem: Was my son, or daughter, going to feel like an outcast because his or her mother was a cyborg? Would anyone notice? Juuhachi, after all, did find the humanity locked within her; just yesterday, she found the courage to smile, an actual, happy smile. Just because. I cried to myself because I was so happy for her.
Porcelain
Do you carry the moon in your womb
Someone said that you're fading too soon
Drifting and floating and fading away…
- Red Hot Chili Peppers, "Porcelain"
There she- or, rather, they- lay, bathed by the moonlight.
My child was going to be the light of Juuhachi's and my world, despite what her brother said when he visited the Kame House on occasion. He was extremely apprehensive about me marrying his sister; he was probably going to be scared half to death when he found out he was going to be an uncle.
I lean over and kiss my pregnant wife good-night. I cry to myself, out of joy, considering how lucky I am to have this goddess as my wife, impossible as though it may seem.
Goodnight, porcelain. Sweet dreams.
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