This one-shot was asked by 'HouseForLife' who said - 'Can you do a one-shot with Rin and his wife with lots of fluff and cuteness, maybe the time like when they're engaged or after their kids?'
I can do that, but I'm afraid I can't do that without adding my own little 'twist' to it. I have a problem with that. I'm just not the type of person who writes 'lovey-dovey' and 'fluff' stuff. I rather add little twists at the end. Sorry, if it won't be exactly as you asked, but it's as good as I can do. It's just how I write my Fanfictions.
Story 2: Hand In Hand
My hand slipped from the door handle and I nearly fell over to the carpeted floor.
Shit.
I feel so tired.
What a day.
That had to be the hardest exorcism I have ever done…
I shuffled into my house, closing the door behind me with a light groan; taking off my black exorcist coat and throwing it onto the couch. My tail uncurling from under my shirt as I collapsed onto the couch in the lounge room with a low grunt.
"You're back?" I turn my head slightly to look over the backrest of the couch to see my wife. My eyes half-lidded from tiredness. She approached the couch and sat down beside me. "You look tired. Did you have a rough day?"
"You could say that," I reply as my head started to loll forward. I felt a soft hand on the top of my head as she brought me closer to her; allowing my head to lay against her shoulder.
"Why don't you take it easy?"
A yawn left my mouth at hearing her question; my slightly pointed teeth in full view. "How can I? I can be called up at any minute, you know."
A soft laugh was my response. "I know, but I can just send it over to Yuki and tell him that you need your rest."
I snorted at that. "You know he'll think that I'm just being lazy."
She just giggled at my response. "He might. But he understands you better than anyone. He knows that even though you want to do your job you can't do it without any energy."
A small smile crept across my face and I chuckled. "Okay. You got me there."
My tired eyes slowly fell closed to her gentle touch; a smile on my lips. The distant light giggle of my wife; probably from the light swishing of my tail. I need to get that thing under control. It showed too many of my emotions in the open. Though my wife didn't seem to care. She loves my tail; basically she loved everything about me.
Well, I am one lucky guy to have such a lady...
The Later Years
After my little nap that afternoon I had woken up a few hours before the usual time we would head to bed. I had gotten home around seven at night today, so I had gotten myself some take out while my wife had eaten at home … alone. I always feel guilty when I go on exorcisms and she's here alone. She doesn't seem to care though. She's always happy when I come home and I'm glad about that.
I still wish I could do more than leave her here alone all the time when I head to work.
It makes me feel ... horrible.
As I get changed out of the rest of my exorcism shirt, pants and boots and change into my boxers and a plain shirt. I don't like any PJs, so I just use whatever is lying around for a night shirt. Once I was changed I turned to my wife and saw she was changed in her short-sleeved night gown. It was a light pink like her old kimono's she used to wear and still does at times. It went down to her knees since she's still pretty awkward and shy at times.
I still have that pervy side of my mind from when I was a teen, so I try my hardest not to look … there.
Her chest area.
It's big is all I can say.
That's not the reason why I like her.
Far from it.
She's just the most sweetest and innocent girl I ever met; way different than the delinquent kid I was.
I guess it's true when they say opposites attract...
I noticed she was clutching the seams of her dress, tightly and I approached her with a hand outstretched. "Hey, is something wrong?"
"Rin, I…I'm…" I noticed that she was shaking; taking deep breathes to calm her nerves. Whatever was bothering her must be really bad. "…pregnant…"
I stared at her once those words left her lips.
She was … what?
Pregnant?
Hang on.
That meant … that she was … oh shit…
"Are you … sure?" I bit out a reply, my words hardly above a stammer. She nodded at me. My eyes widened at this. What have I done? My wife will now have a demon spawn in her. I swallowed; led her over to the bed and sat down beside her. "You know … what's it's going to be, right?"
"Rin…" She clasped my hands, tightly, as if scared that if she let go she'd lose me. "…I know, but I love you and you know that. This child may be a demon like you, but that won't matter. It'll…" She went to place a hand on her flat stomach. "…still be a child we'll raise."
"Are you sure about this?"
She looked up at me and I saw the determination in her bright green eyes. "Yes. I am. Rin, I want this child."
I stared at for a moment; shock on my face; before it was replaced with a small smile. "Alright, let's keep it and raise it together, Shiemi!"
The Later Years
A few months had gone by since that faithful day that I found out my wife was pregnant. I would always come home to her waiting for me and giving me one of her cheerful smiles; like she always does. I knew that she was in pain from her enlarged belly; but the thing that I noticed more was that it was … bigger than a normal pregnant woman's stomach should be.
She couldn't be … could she?
I had also told Yukio of my little discovery. His reaction … was less than pleased. He said something along the lines of 'I'm not Fatherly material' and 'Assiah doesn't need more demon spawns'. Gee, way to burst my bubble lil' bro. He's not even happy for me and Shiemi. He could at least be a little happy he's going to be an Uncle.
I walked over to the couch that my wife was currently sitting on and kissed her cheek; causing her giggle, softly. "I'm back."
"I noticed." I walked into the kitchen to start cooking dinner when her small voice caught my attention. "What do you think about names?"
I poked my out from the kitchen to look at her. She had her head looking at me over the headrest; eyes shining brightly. I blinked and looked up at the ceiling in thought.
I really didn't know.
I hadn't really thought about names.
I shouldn't say that to her.
What kind of husband wouldn't think about their future child's name?
One that thinks their child and wife isn't important, that's what.
I definitely don't want to be lumped in with those kinds of people.
"I like Hana."
I look back to her in surprise. "Hana?" I ask, confused; before realisation dawned on my face and I chuckled. "That's right it means 'flower' and you like gardening."
That made sense.
It was a pretty name if it was a girl.
'Hana' for 'flower'.
Cute.
"What names do you like, Rin?"
This caused me to freeze.
She caught me.
I have no clue how to answer that.
What kind of name would I like to name my kid?
She's chosen a girl's name, so I'll choose a boy's.
A boy name … hmm…
"Ryunosuke."
"Really? 'Dragon herald'?"
I laughed and rubbed the back of my neck, nervously. She doesn't need to know I had no clue and that that was the first name that popped into my head.
I'm so bad at this.
I hope I have a chance at being a good parent.
The Later Years
A couple more months pass by and the time has finally come. We're at True Cross General Hospital for the delivery. I had called my brother to tell him what was going on. I was allowed in the room to give my wife comfort and moral support during the process. Her screams were agony on my ears. Though I could tell it was worse for her. There was blood everywhere … down there. The doctors were rushing in and out with bloodied cloths; until finally … I was pushed out of the room my was wife was in and into the waiting room my brother was currently in.
He looked at me with a look of expectation, but I just looked at him with a look of sorrow and shock. As if I could tell I had done something wrong. Was Shiemi going to die? Was my kid going to end up like me and Yukio? Motherless; only ending up with a Father because of the demon blood running through the kid?
I was afraid.
I hope that didn't happen.
"Rin, are you okay?" my younger twin asked me; laying a hand on my shoulder.
I shook my head at his question. "I don't know. So many thoughts are going through my head right now. I'm terrified."
Yukio just nodded his head at my response. He couldn't answer. He didn't know how to. This was a serious moment that both of us knew all too well. If Shiemi died … my kid would end up like me and my brother, but I wasn't going to die on them.
No way in hell.
I wasn't going to abandon the kid.
This is my blood and I'll take care of them even if it kills me.
Literally.
Finally the door was opened and I took in a deep breath and walked forward. The doctor looked at me as he wiped his gloved hands clean. "Mr Okumura, I am happy to tell you that you have two healthy children. However…" His eyes narrowed at me and I swallowed. "…the older one is very much a demon."
"That's good to hear," I sighed in relief. "What of Shiemi?"
The doctor just shook his head at my question. "She's weak from the birth of the second child and probably won't survive the night."
My breath hitched in my throat.
I was horror-struck.
Shiemi wasn't going to survive the night.
I swallowed and nodded at him. "Can I … see her?"
The doctor nodded and stepped aside for me to see my wife. She had two bundles in her weak arms. Her shoulder-length blond hair curled at the ends and was slightly messy. Her green eyes reddened from crying. I sat down in the seat beside her bed and she finally noticed me; giving me her usual smile.
"Rin … look…" Her voice was hoarse from all the screaming and crying she had been doing; she lowered her arms to show me the two bundles. One in a blue blanket and the other in pink; both had a tuft of blond hair and both had their eyes closed. "Twins … just like … you and … Yuki…"
"Yea, looks like it…" I said, quietly as a small smile crawled across my lips at seeing the two twins. "So, we going with the names we picked?"
She nodded her head, slowly and tiredly at me. "Sure … Hana and Ryunosuke. I like that. His name … seems too long though … maybe Yun … for short…"
I gave her a small smile as tears began to appear in my eyes as she handed me the boy twin. "Sure. It's a nice nickname for him." I noticed how the boy had my blue flames circling around his form. Was this how I looked as an infant when Dad found me and Yukio? I took out something from my jeans pocket; it was a necklace that Mephisto crafted especially for this moment. I moved the necklace near my newborn son and the flames went into the necklace and sealed his demonic powers. I had thought this up seeing as if I had a boy a necklace would be fitting and a girl; probably a weapon.
Funny, how I got both.
I put the locket away and turned back to Shiemi and she handed me the girl also. Her breathing was getting weaker along with her strength. "Shiemi?"
"Rin … look after … those two … for me…"
I swallowed and nodded at her as I shifted the two bundles into one arm and put my hand onto hers. "I will."
Her breathing quickened for a second and I freaked before it calmed and she slowly lifted her right arm to her head. I noticed that she plucked out her butterfly hairclip and then held it out to me. "Give this … to Hana for me…" I swallowed at hearing this.
Every one of her words was like a stab to my heart.
She was dying and she was making sure that this was an everlasting moment between us.
Shiemi, why are you doing this to yourself?
Why can't you die peacefully and not prolong it?
You don't have to do this for me.
Her smile never faltering as she looked at the twins and then to me. Her soft green eyes still held that same sparkle in them. "I … love all three of you. Sorry, Rin…"
Those were Shiemi Moriyama's last words before her hands slumped and fell off the side of her hospital bed. Tears welled up in my eyes and I bowed my head as they rolled down my cheeks. "S…Shiemi…"
I looked at the hairclip in my hand along with the two bundles. A shuffle of footsteps caught my attention as I looked up and saw Yukio at the foot of the bed with a solemn expression on his face. "Come on, Rin, let's get you home."
A small whimper escaped my lips as I got up from the chair and followed by younger twin out the door; watching as the nurses flew by to take care of Shiemi. I looked down at the two sleeping bundles in my arms and held them tight.
I will keep that promise, Shiemi.
I will.
I will love and care for them until I no longer can.
They are my flesh and blood after all.
I won't let anything hurt them.
You can count on it.
Now even though this one was requested it wasn't entirely 'fluff' and 'cuteness' as was asked. As I said above I like putting my own spin or twist on that kind of thing. I'm terrible at cutesy-romance stuff, so it starts out looking that way and then I add my own little twist to it. Sorry, again if it wasn't what you expected, but it's how I write. I can't do romance very well and 'cutesy' isn't my strong suit. I also have this thing where I see Rin as a single Father, coping with looking after twins along with exorcism work.
Anyways I hope you enjoyed!
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NOTE: Some of these one-shots will have some form of story to them. As in they'll be AUish stories, but centered around the future Rin and have my fan character versions of his children. So, some of these stories sometimes explain the children's lives or their past and whatnot. If you want to see more on Rin's kids just leave a comment and say what you want to see happen. I already have a few ideas that involves them. If you want to see something else in these one-shots like; Rin meeting his past self or Rin's children meeting his past self. Tell me. I'd like to know your opinion on what to see as a one-shot.
