No matter how many times it has happened, all of her friends had died and she was left alone. Medusa didn't want to do this over and over again. It was Mary's time to live; no matter the costs of her life.

Seto was there with her through it all, through marriage, through getting a job, through having his 1/8 medusa baby girl, through having his 1/8 medusa baby boy. Even through the hate he got, an 18 year old married to a 14 year old with two children, to be real, Seto didn't give a damn. Well, so it seemed. Inside he was breaking down, he knew she would outlive him and that she would be broken. The tall boy knew things were going to end up bad.

After Mary's second child she began to notice things different. She was aging, her body began to form one of a woman's, and all the things that human girl's have. The fluffy young girl sat on the floor, crying, crying of joy, crying of life. Seto would be home soon and this would be the most perfect thing to tell him after a long day of work.

The squeaky new door creaked open and the frogman came in. Seto was surprised to see Mary on the floor, crying, yet at the same time smiling. Her husband dropped to the floor and quickly pulled her onto his lap. The girl giggled as he licked up all of her tears, feeling his tongue slide across her cheeks. "Tasty," the boy teased. Seto grabbed her and his bag up from the floor, leading into their bedroom. He placed both on the bed and quickly got into his pajama pants she sewed for him, along with an undershirt. The boy leaned over her, forcing her to fall down onto the bed, "What's the matter, Mary?"

The young Mary would have blushed and squirmed but this one gently kissed his cheek. "Me and you will grow old together," she looked innocently into his eyes. He sighed, and frowned bigger than anything, ever. "Your wife is human, now," she gave him the innocent smile again, with eyes beaming through the sockets of her eyes, "My powers went into baby Ayano and baby Haru," this time he had to think for a moment. Tears filled her eyes, put her facial expression stayed the same. "I didn't want to live a second without y-" she was cut off by warm, soft lips.

to be fricken continued. i hope you like it this is my ultimate fanfiction