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A/N: Here we are once more~ Getting ever so closer to the big 200,000 mark! Anywho, not much else to say... On with the show!

Night, Hakurei shrine:

I looked down at the resting form of my daughter. I can't help but smile a bit, before sitting down beside her.

"You look so at peace..." I stroked an errant hair that was upon her face to the side, and gave her forehead a kiss.

My little Reimu. I've left her alone for so long. Why have I left her alone for so long?

I admired her in so many ways. She can be a bit greedy at times, but I do believe that to be within reason. She's lived more than half her life in poverty after all. I can hardly blame her for being a bit of a miser. I wish I could have been there for her. But I simply couldn't...

I hate to say it, but I have Mima to thank for that. Without her coming back to life, I wouldn't be here, watching my daughter sleep. I'm still angry for what she did so long ago, but... I should maybe forgive her, if only just a little. It did happen such a long time ago, and I... suppose she had a good enough reason to do what she did.

Even if that reason was tainted by envy, and her judgment a bit harsh, if you ask me. Her main reason was actually rather sound though, from a... non-biased point of view.

I would be watching from afar. Watching my daughter grow, even if she would likely never grow old. I do wonder where she gets such small breasts from, though... They certainly aren't my fault. ...Right?

I looked to the polished, red donation box that sat beside her. So this would be her other half, huh? Such a strange, if perhapse a bit ironic, form. For the destitute miko to be a donation box, that is. Really, what are the odds? No, seriously, I have no idea what the odds of that happening might be.

I'm sure they're rather low, though.

And, even if she's a pure blooded Youkai, she still looks so... human. I'm sure it helps that those beautiful ruby red eyes of hers are closed right now, but I can't help but see her as a fragile, dainty thing. Beneath that soft, supple skin are bones as strong as steel, and muscles stronger than an oxen. Even that soft, supple skin is as tough as leather, if not tougher. She truely is a marvelous specimen. She truely is a unique Youkai. You would think the blood of a Goddess and Youkai together wouldn't make for a pure blooded Youkai, really. It's not like Goddesses are a form of Youkai, right?

I heard a voice begin to speak from behind me, and knew exactly who it was. "Ufufu... Long time no see, ehh...?"

I let out a happy sigh, and asked, "Been a long time, huh?" I looked over my shoulder, to the sight of Yukari sitting over a gap luxuriously. I always did like that new outfit of hers, not that I could really voice that, what with having so little faith. Mima believing in me was what tipped the balance, though. Mima, in a sense, gave me a physical form.

"Yes it has, dear." Upon finishing that statement, Yukari began to silently chuckle. We never really were close like that, even if I did give her a child. ...The power of miracles is a scary thing, with how it can bring about a child between two women.

"So how was your day, honey?" I had a grin on my face, which only made it harder for Yukari to not laugh.

"Pfff..." She had to hold back a bit of laughter."Ohh, not much; telling our kid life changing things. Also got to see ger enjoy my rather blase cooking." She gave me a happy little grin, which was a bit contagious; I couldn't help but to laugh, and grin just as wide.

After the laughter had died down, her grin began to shrink, and her smile turned downwards ever so slowly.

"I... I missed you, you know. A day hasn't gone by that my mind drifts back to you." Her frow turned into a sad smile, and her eyes began to feel the weight of tears welling up, like a dam ready to burst.

"I know." I returned her sad smile.

"I... I-I missed you... so very, very much, you know." Her bangs covered her eyes from view, as she had turned her face to the ground, while a scant few tears rolled down her pretty face.

"I know." My smile took on a further pained look, as I couldn't help it. I had wanted to comfort her in the numerous times I had seen her cry, and yet I was without a body. No faith, beyond hers. I was but the forgotten savior of this land.

The gap that Yukari was sitting atop opened wider, and she dropped in.

As soon as she was out of view, I felt her roughly hug me from behind.

"I... I love you, Miko... I never had a chance to..." She sniffed, and fought back her tears. "...To tell you just how much you meant to me. How I regretted not telling you, over the last century..." Yukari went silent, burrying her face in my shoulder. She was afraid of my answer. She knew just how much I hated Youkai back then. Oddly enough, being a god seems to have made me think in a far more sensible way. My mind has never been clearer. My crimes against Youkai kind had never given me pause in life, but... now that I'm a goddess, I feel heavy guilt at what I've done. At what I ruined. At first, I had thought Mima had gone insane when she killed me, but... I was the true monster, and not the Youkai, or her.

I gave myself a moment to take in her feelings, and think of the best way to respond. "...I know... I always knew how you felt about me, Yukari. I saw you watching me from your gaps, and could tell why you watched me, and yet never approached." I placed a hand over the arms which were around my neck. "Why do you think that, even if I did hate Youkai in life, that I gave you this child? I could have given a human a miraculous pregnancy, but I figured this to be more fitting." I let out a slight chuckle, before finishing with, "I'd be lying if I said I felt nothing for you. I'd also be lying if I said that still hated Mima. You really should forgive my sister. I was... mistaken. I was the true monster, and not the Youkai that I victimized." When I had finished my statement, Yukari hugged me tighter.

Night, Yakumo Residence, Yukari's PoV:

I awoke with a start, and looked about, before realization dawned her, and I thought aloud, "...So it was all a dream, huh?" I let out a sigh. That was the most vivid dream I've ever had about her, but it's far from the first.

I grabbed a picture frame from beside my bed, and gave it a longing look. "...I miss you, Miko..." I gave it a single kiss, and set the picture of the father of my child down, before going back to sleep.

A pair of godly eyes watched me sleep, after I finally drifted off. With a kiss on the forehead, she bid me farewell.

She had implanted that dream within me.