A Demon's Love pt 21
(Author's note: this chapter contains... odd and perhaps adult content. Be warned!)
The party continued through the night as Kurama and Kizna celebrated with fine wine, friends, and family. Hiei had found reconciliation after freeing his heart from her forgotten memory, but he still kept his cold exterior. Yusuke, Keiko, Koenma, and Botan's relationships were out in the open as Kurama and Kizna watched the first buds of a love begin to bloom. They sat at their table as they watched the others dance and be merry as they opened the remaining gifts from the guests.
"Here you are Suuichi," a young woman said as she walked up to the table with a small child. "You both have my blessings."
"Thank you," Kurama greeted kindly as Kizna smiled gratefully.
The small child, a young boy, let go of his mother's hands and walked around the table waddling over to Kizna's side. Kizna watched and listened to Kurama and the mother talk as she smiled politely and shyly. She turned as she felt a soft tug on her skirt. She looked down and found a small boy sitting at her feet playing with the folds of her dress. Smiling, she giggled.
Kurama turned to his wife wondering what she could have been giggling about. He looked over and found the small boy at her side. He smiled.
"Taka!" the mother scolded at her son. "What are you doing? Get out from there!"
"Mama," Taka whined in a small child's voice as his mother dragged him away. "I wanna play with the angel."
"Angel?" Kizna questioned softly as she turned to Kurama. "What's an angel?"
"Something beautiful," he replied softly as he pulled her close, laying a kiss on her lips. "Like you."
She blushed. Shaking her head, she turned away only to meet the small boy's gaze. She looked at the small boy who stared at her in wide eyed fascination.
"Are you an angel?" Taka asked curiously as she opened her mouth to answer.
"Yes," Kurama replied before she could say a word. "She is an angel. The most beautiful of all the angels."
Kizna blushed again. The small child squealed with delight as he eyes lit up in fascination. The mother smiled as she led her son away. She turned to him her silver eyes curious. He placed a gentle hand upon her cheek gently caressing the soft skin. The blush on her face turned darker. They looked deep into one another's eyes her curious meeting his love. Her eyes soften and shined as they realized his complement. They slowly leaned in as they their lips met in a light and passionate kiss.
The party ended around midnight with many dances and memories. Kizna and Kurama watched as all of the guests made their leave from the temple grounds. They bid one last farewell to Yusuke, Shiori, Keiko, Botan, Koenma, Kuwabara, and Hiei as they watched their friends walk down the temple stairs and into the midnight city below them. They turned to one another.
"Shall we head back to the Makai?" she asked as she wrapped her arms tightly around him.
"No," an aging voice rasped before Kurama could answer. "It's far too late to travel. I have a room prepared for you both. Stay here tonight."
"Thank you," Kurama said gratefully as Genkai nodded.
The old psychic turned away signaling them to follow. She led them to a room lit with candles. The room had a bed of a deep cherry with four tall posters with silk burgundy sheets. Tall black candle holders stood beside the bed with white candles burning softly. On the bed, red, white, and pink rose petals lay scattered amongst the silk sheets and pillows. A deep cherry vanity stood on a nearby wall with small votive candles burning brightly as they reflected themselves in the mirror filling the room with the scent of roses amongst more rose petals. Somehow their gifts and clothing lay in a dark corner barely noticeable in the dim light.
Kizna and Kurama stared at the room before them entranced by its seductive beauty. They turned to the small psychic as she smiled. Genkai nodded smiling in return. She quietly walked passed and silently closed the door. Kurama took her hand and laid a small kiss upon it. Kizna blushed and watched him silently walk towards the bath room door. She heard the door softly close and heard the falling rain of the shower. She knew she shouldn't follow. Walking to the vanity, she sat down and took off the heels and stockings. She opened up a drawer and found a gold brush with fine fur bristles. Her hands reached behind her as they un-clipped the clip and veil from her hair. She watched the soft ringlets slowly fall from their place to fall around her face giving her a head full of curls. Slowly, she brought the brush up to her hair and began to run the bristles through the soft ringlets. Pink and white petals once more began to rain from her hair surrounding the floor around her as she brushed out her curls.
Kurama stepped into the shower throughly cleansing himself for her. He stepped out and dried himself off. He looked up and found a fine red silk robe hanging on the back of the door. It was decorated suited for a young man with deep burgundy roses. With a red cloth, he tied the robe tightly around him as he opened the bathroom door.
Kizna snuck a furtive glance through the mirror at her husband. His tanned skin shined and glistened with water as his hair turned a deep reddish brown from the water. The shower mist surrounded him making him look as though he were a god. The robe he wore opened revealing a tan and muscular chest shining silver with water. She quickly tore her eyes away as he walked up to her.
Kurama stared at the small goddess that sat before the vanity surrounded by flower petals as she stared at him through the depths of the mirror. He walked up to her. Their eyes locked in the mirror. Gently, he took the brush from her hand and began to brush out the rest of her curls watching as the petals fell from her hair. His other hand reached into the depths of her light blue hair and unclasped her necklace. The necklace fell into her lap with a soft tap and rustle. Kizna picked up the necklace and place it on the vanity as she never took her eyes of his. Kurama laid the brush on the vanity and turned her around to look up to him directly in the face. He slowly lowered his head and locked her in a deep kiss. Her hands held him close as they got lost within the depths of the robe.
He sat at the edge of the bed watching her sleep. Her hands lay curled under her head as the soft strands of her hair fell into her face. The deep silk burgundy blanket wrapped around her like a second skin from her chest down to just below her thigh as her legs curled into a fetal-like position. She seemed to glow with a silver aura streaked with gold. His tail wagged lazily behind him as he continued to watch wrapped in an extra blanket. He had turned into his demon form as they made love as a part of a strange bonding ceremony only known to the demons of the Makai. He remembered the process.
~Flashback~
He released his spirit energy to relieve him of his pains as she released hers as they reached their limits. She glowed a bright silver as he glowed a bright gold. The energies collided blending with one another as they bonded their souls together. Kurama could feel his hair grow long and turn silver as he felt his tail grow from behind. He panted after they reached their peak with the bonding complete. He stared down on her, a small version of a goddess. Her pale skin shined with sweat as she panted heavily. She raised a small hand to his face and caressed his skin.
"My Kitsune," she said softly and tiredly as she held his cheek.
He knew she was tired. He wrapped his arms tightly around her as he pulled her into a tight embrace. She rested her head on his chest as her hair fell back revealing her pale shoulder. He looked through the corner of his eye at her wondering if he should place the mark on her that would make her his and his alone. She slowly pulled out of the embrace and looked up to him.
"Make me yours," she whispered as she rested her head back on his chest. "Do it."
He opened his mouth revealing a small set of fangs. He closed his eyes and bit hard into her shoulder. She gasped in pain. He tasted the metallic taste of her blood in his mouth as he began to lick the wound until it healed leaving a small mark. She sighed in relief. He pulled out of the embrace and propped her up on his strong right arm. He brought his left arm over to his right as a small set of claws shined in the candlelight. The claws on his right hand punctured a small wound on his arm near the crook of his elbow.
"Make me yours," he whispered to her.
She brought her head to the wound and began to lick the blood until the wound was healed leaving only a small mark. She looked up to him and smiled.
~End Flashback~
He smiled, for now she was his and his alone as he was hers and hers alone. He looked around the room in the dim light his gold eyes seeing everything perfectly as though it were day. He spotted Koenma's sketch book and pencils nearby. He reached for them. He opened to a blank page and a sharpened pencil and began to sketch a picture.
The sunlight streamed under the crack in the bedroom door as the birds and animals began their morning song. She opened her silver eyes and stared at the dim room around her finding a sleeping figure resting his head on the edge of the bed. She smiled. Reaching over to him, she began to scratch a soft spot behind his ear as she elicited a soft sigh from her sleeping husband. She spotted a small black book and picked it up as a golden eye opened. She stared curiously as she turned to the first page of a sleeping beauty entangled in the silk sheets of the bed. 'Who is she?' her mind asked. 'She's very beautiful.' She turned to her husband with a worried look.
"What's wrong?" he asked worriedly as he saw the sad look on her face.
"Who is she?" Kizna replied as she held out the book to him.
Kurama chuckled.
"She's you," he replied softly as he continued to look up to her.
She shook her head as she blushed brightly. He nodded as he stood up. He held his hand out to her asking her to take it. She placed her small hand in his as she wrapped the blanket tightly around her. He pulled her up and led her to the vanity mirror as he held the blanket tightly around him.
"What do you see?" he asked as he wrapped his arms around her waist as they stared into the mirror.
"Me... You," she replied as he shook his head. "What do you see?"
"I see a goddess," he began softly as she blushed. "I see an angel. I see a princess. I see something beautiful."
"Really?" she asked as she looked at herself once more.
He nodded. A confident smile dawned her face. In the back of her mind, she came to the conclusion that she really had won a demon's love.
(Author's note: that's the end folks! If you want an epilogue look below. Just so you know Kurama will be in his demon form for the epilogue.)
Two weeks had passed with much wedded bliss and love. The sun shined in the early Makai morning as a small figure awoke to its golden rays.
Kizna woke and stared at her husband worriedly. She gently untangled herself from his arms and quiet walked to her normal clothing and quickly placed them on. Quietly, she walked out of the bedroom and out of the tree-house. She flew quickly to a secret spot by the river. There was something wrong, and she couldn't contain it any longer. She dropped to her knees by a rock and vomited. She smelled the bitter smell of her bile and vomited more. Whatever she had continued for two weeks always early in the morning. She also seemed to notice something else. Her monthly courses seemed to be late. She didn't know what these monthly courses were for, but they had not come this month. She was very worried. 'What is wrong with me?' she asked herself worriedly as she stopped vomiting.
She quickly went to wash her mouth out with the river water and quickly ran to get fruit to cover up the bitter smell on her breath. She flew to the tree-house with fruit in her arms. She turned worriedly to the bedroom door as it creaked open revealing her husband dressed in his white robes. She quickly stuck a small berry in her mouth. She turned away. She felt his arms tightly wrap around her.
"What's wrong?" he asked worriedly sensing her fear and worry.
She looked down in worry unsure of what to tell him. Kurama knew something was wrong. He had sensed it ever since she had begun leaving early in the mornings. He sense something different about her as well. She had a motherly air about her. His eyes widened at a thought. 'Could she be?' he wondered.
"I.... don't know," she replied quietly as she continued to look down.
"Come we need to get to Koenma's," he said in quiet urgency. "I think I know."
She nodded. She went to her cloak that hung on a chair and wrapped it around her. He turned into his human form as they quickly walked out of the tree-house and to the Rekai. They barged into Koenma's office as he finished a meeting with the others. Yusuke, Hiei, and Kuwabara turned as they watched Kurama walk quickly to Koenma's side.
"Something the matter Kurama?" Koenma asked as Kurama looked down on him.
Kurama quickly whispered something into his ear as Koenma nodded in understanding.
"We'll have some tests done. Kizna come with me," Koenma said as he signaled Kizna to follow.
She nodded and followed quickly behind him. Yusuke and the others turned to him curiously.
"What's up?" Yusuke asked worriedly. "Is something wrong with her?"
"No," Kurama replied as a hopeful smile spread across his face.
"If nothing is wrong, then what is wrong with her?" Kuwabara asked annoyed.
Kizna waited for her results. Koenma had drawn blood before she waited patiently in a secluded office. She heard the lab door open revealing a smiling Koenma.
"Congratulations Kizna," Koenma said happily as he shifted through a stack of lab papers. "You're pregnant."
"I'm what?" she asked confused.
"You're going to have a child," Koenma said happily as her eyes went wide.
"I'M WHAT?!" she screamed shocked as her voice echoed through the Rekai making Kurama and the others look up.
The door crashed open revealing Yusuke, Hiei, Kuwabara with worried looks on their faces. A hopeful Kurama followed behind them.
"What's wrong?" Yusuke asked worriedly as he got into a fighting stance.
"Kizna has got good news," said Koenma happily. "You can relax now Yusuke. Would you like to tell them?"
Kizna nodded a worried nod. Blushing, she turned to the others.
"I'm.... going to have.... a child," she stuttered nervously as everyone's faces lit up.
Kurama walked forward and scooped her up in an excited embrace as he spun her. They laughed wildly as they did so. Hiei, Yusuke, Kuwabara's eyes were wide in shock as smiles slowly dawned their faces. Koenma stepped up signaling them to follow as he took his leave. Kurama turned as the door closed behind the others leaving them alone.
"You... want it?" she asked unsurely as he nodded happily.
"Yes," he replied.
He leaned down to her and place his lips in a passionate kiss. A first kiss of a new mother.
(Author's note: well I hoped you liked that! That's all folks! But I must ask for your help one more time my reviewers. I'm doing a new story called: "Roses and Jewels" it's a Romeo and Juliet parody. It will be all romance and tragedy, but I need help deciding all the characters. Just leave a suggestion in the review. Ex: 'Hiei would be a good Mercutio.' and I want to thank White Kit Rose for giving me the title! Thank you! Here's the cast list:
Romeo: Kurama
Juliet: Kizna- you might be wondering why I'm using her instead of Botan or something. Well, I don't like Kurama/Botan as a pairing and I like to keep a consistency with the pairings in the stories.
Mercutio, Romeo's best friend: Kuronue- well he was Kurama's original best friend
Rosaline: Botan
Friar Lawrence: Genkai
Tybalt, the prince of cats: Kuwabara
Paris, another suitor for Juliet's heart: Karasu- he's the closest thing I could find as Kurama's rival in the show. Sorry!
Benvolio: teenage Koenma
Juliet's vulgar nurse: Atsuko
Mother Montague: Shiori
Father Montague: ??
Mother Capulet: ??
Father Capulet: ??
Romeo's servant: most likely Yusuke
Escalus prince of Verona: Enma Daoi
well that's all I have obviously the '??' means I don't have characters chosen. If you have any suggestions let me know!)
(Author's note: this chapter contains... odd and perhaps adult content. Be warned!)
The party continued through the night as Kurama and Kizna celebrated with fine wine, friends, and family. Hiei had found reconciliation after freeing his heart from her forgotten memory, but he still kept his cold exterior. Yusuke, Keiko, Koenma, and Botan's relationships were out in the open as Kurama and Kizna watched the first buds of a love begin to bloom. They sat at their table as they watched the others dance and be merry as they opened the remaining gifts from the guests.
"Here you are Suuichi," a young woman said as she walked up to the table with a small child. "You both have my blessings."
"Thank you," Kurama greeted kindly as Kizna smiled gratefully.
The small child, a young boy, let go of his mother's hands and walked around the table waddling over to Kizna's side. Kizna watched and listened to Kurama and the mother talk as she smiled politely and shyly. She turned as she felt a soft tug on her skirt. She looked down and found a small boy sitting at her feet playing with the folds of her dress. Smiling, she giggled.
Kurama turned to his wife wondering what she could have been giggling about. He looked over and found the small boy at her side. He smiled.
"Taka!" the mother scolded at her son. "What are you doing? Get out from there!"
"Mama," Taka whined in a small child's voice as his mother dragged him away. "I wanna play with the angel."
"Angel?" Kizna questioned softly as she turned to Kurama. "What's an angel?"
"Something beautiful," he replied softly as he pulled her close, laying a kiss on her lips. "Like you."
She blushed. Shaking her head, she turned away only to meet the small boy's gaze. She looked at the small boy who stared at her in wide eyed fascination.
"Are you an angel?" Taka asked curiously as she opened her mouth to answer.
"Yes," Kurama replied before she could say a word. "She is an angel. The most beautiful of all the angels."
Kizna blushed again. The small child squealed with delight as he eyes lit up in fascination. The mother smiled as she led her son away. She turned to him her silver eyes curious. He placed a gentle hand upon her cheek gently caressing the soft skin. The blush on her face turned darker. They looked deep into one another's eyes her curious meeting his love. Her eyes soften and shined as they realized his complement. They slowly leaned in as they their lips met in a light and passionate kiss.
The party ended around midnight with many dances and memories. Kizna and Kurama watched as all of the guests made their leave from the temple grounds. They bid one last farewell to Yusuke, Shiori, Keiko, Botan, Koenma, Kuwabara, and Hiei as they watched their friends walk down the temple stairs and into the midnight city below them. They turned to one another.
"Shall we head back to the Makai?" she asked as she wrapped her arms tightly around him.
"No," an aging voice rasped before Kurama could answer. "It's far too late to travel. I have a room prepared for you both. Stay here tonight."
"Thank you," Kurama said gratefully as Genkai nodded.
The old psychic turned away signaling them to follow. She led them to a room lit with candles. The room had a bed of a deep cherry with four tall posters with silk burgundy sheets. Tall black candle holders stood beside the bed with white candles burning softly. On the bed, red, white, and pink rose petals lay scattered amongst the silk sheets and pillows. A deep cherry vanity stood on a nearby wall with small votive candles burning brightly as they reflected themselves in the mirror filling the room with the scent of roses amongst more rose petals. Somehow their gifts and clothing lay in a dark corner barely noticeable in the dim light.
Kizna and Kurama stared at the room before them entranced by its seductive beauty. They turned to the small psychic as she smiled. Genkai nodded smiling in return. She quietly walked passed and silently closed the door. Kurama took her hand and laid a small kiss upon it. Kizna blushed and watched him silently walk towards the bath room door. She heard the door softly close and heard the falling rain of the shower. She knew she shouldn't follow. Walking to the vanity, she sat down and took off the heels and stockings. She opened up a drawer and found a gold brush with fine fur bristles. Her hands reached behind her as they un-clipped the clip and veil from her hair. She watched the soft ringlets slowly fall from their place to fall around her face giving her a head full of curls. Slowly, she brought the brush up to her hair and began to run the bristles through the soft ringlets. Pink and white petals once more began to rain from her hair surrounding the floor around her as she brushed out her curls.
Kurama stepped into the shower throughly cleansing himself for her. He stepped out and dried himself off. He looked up and found a fine red silk robe hanging on the back of the door. It was decorated suited for a young man with deep burgundy roses. With a red cloth, he tied the robe tightly around him as he opened the bathroom door.
Kizna snuck a furtive glance through the mirror at her husband. His tanned skin shined and glistened with water as his hair turned a deep reddish brown from the water. The shower mist surrounded him making him look as though he were a god. The robe he wore opened revealing a tan and muscular chest shining silver with water. She quickly tore her eyes away as he walked up to her.
Kurama stared at the small goddess that sat before the vanity surrounded by flower petals as she stared at him through the depths of the mirror. He walked up to her. Their eyes locked in the mirror. Gently, he took the brush from her hand and began to brush out the rest of her curls watching as the petals fell from her hair. His other hand reached into the depths of her light blue hair and unclasped her necklace. The necklace fell into her lap with a soft tap and rustle. Kizna picked up the necklace and place it on the vanity as she never took her eyes of his. Kurama laid the brush on the vanity and turned her around to look up to him directly in the face. He slowly lowered his head and locked her in a deep kiss. Her hands held him close as they got lost within the depths of the robe.
He sat at the edge of the bed watching her sleep. Her hands lay curled under her head as the soft strands of her hair fell into her face. The deep silk burgundy blanket wrapped around her like a second skin from her chest down to just below her thigh as her legs curled into a fetal-like position. She seemed to glow with a silver aura streaked with gold. His tail wagged lazily behind him as he continued to watch wrapped in an extra blanket. He had turned into his demon form as they made love as a part of a strange bonding ceremony only known to the demons of the Makai. He remembered the process.
~Flashback~
He released his spirit energy to relieve him of his pains as she released hers as they reached their limits. She glowed a bright silver as he glowed a bright gold. The energies collided blending with one another as they bonded their souls together. Kurama could feel his hair grow long and turn silver as he felt his tail grow from behind. He panted after they reached their peak with the bonding complete. He stared down on her, a small version of a goddess. Her pale skin shined with sweat as she panted heavily. She raised a small hand to his face and caressed his skin.
"My Kitsune," she said softly and tiredly as she held his cheek.
He knew she was tired. He wrapped his arms tightly around her as he pulled her into a tight embrace. She rested her head on his chest as her hair fell back revealing her pale shoulder. He looked through the corner of his eye at her wondering if he should place the mark on her that would make her his and his alone. She slowly pulled out of the embrace and looked up to him.
"Make me yours," she whispered as she rested her head back on his chest. "Do it."
He opened his mouth revealing a small set of fangs. He closed his eyes and bit hard into her shoulder. She gasped in pain. He tasted the metallic taste of her blood in his mouth as he began to lick the wound until it healed leaving a small mark. She sighed in relief. He pulled out of the embrace and propped her up on his strong right arm. He brought his left arm over to his right as a small set of claws shined in the candlelight. The claws on his right hand punctured a small wound on his arm near the crook of his elbow.
"Make me yours," he whispered to her.
She brought her head to the wound and began to lick the blood until the wound was healed leaving only a small mark. She looked up to him and smiled.
~End Flashback~
He smiled, for now she was his and his alone as he was hers and hers alone. He looked around the room in the dim light his gold eyes seeing everything perfectly as though it were day. He spotted Koenma's sketch book and pencils nearby. He reached for them. He opened to a blank page and a sharpened pencil and began to sketch a picture.
The sunlight streamed under the crack in the bedroom door as the birds and animals began their morning song. She opened her silver eyes and stared at the dim room around her finding a sleeping figure resting his head on the edge of the bed. She smiled. Reaching over to him, she began to scratch a soft spot behind his ear as she elicited a soft sigh from her sleeping husband. She spotted a small black book and picked it up as a golden eye opened. She stared curiously as she turned to the first page of a sleeping beauty entangled in the silk sheets of the bed. 'Who is she?' her mind asked. 'She's very beautiful.' She turned to her husband with a worried look.
"What's wrong?" he asked worriedly as he saw the sad look on her face.
"Who is she?" Kizna replied as she held out the book to him.
Kurama chuckled.
"She's you," he replied softly as he continued to look up to her.
She shook her head as she blushed brightly. He nodded as he stood up. He held his hand out to her asking her to take it. She placed her small hand in his as she wrapped the blanket tightly around her. He pulled her up and led her to the vanity mirror as he held the blanket tightly around him.
"What do you see?" he asked as he wrapped his arms around her waist as they stared into the mirror.
"Me... You," she replied as he shook his head. "What do you see?"
"I see a goddess," he began softly as she blushed. "I see an angel. I see a princess. I see something beautiful."
"Really?" she asked as she looked at herself once more.
He nodded. A confident smile dawned her face. In the back of her mind, she came to the conclusion that she really had won a demon's love.
(Author's note: that's the end folks! If you want an epilogue look below. Just so you know Kurama will be in his demon form for the epilogue.)
Two weeks had passed with much wedded bliss and love. The sun shined in the early Makai morning as a small figure awoke to its golden rays.
Kizna woke and stared at her husband worriedly. She gently untangled herself from his arms and quiet walked to her normal clothing and quickly placed them on. Quietly, she walked out of the bedroom and out of the tree-house. She flew quickly to a secret spot by the river. There was something wrong, and she couldn't contain it any longer. She dropped to her knees by a rock and vomited. She smelled the bitter smell of her bile and vomited more. Whatever she had continued for two weeks always early in the morning. She also seemed to notice something else. Her monthly courses seemed to be late. She didn't know what these monthly courses were for, but they had not come this month. She was very worried. 'What is wrong with me?' she asked herself worriedly as she stopped vomiting.
She quickly went to wash her mouth out with the river water and quickly ran to get fruit to cover up the bitter smell on her breath. She flew to the tree-house with fruit in her arms. She turned worriedly to the bedroom door as it creaked open revealing her husband dressed in his white robes. She quickly stuck a small berry in her mouth. She turned away. She felt his arms tightly wrap around her.
"What's wrong?" he asked worriedly sensing her fear and worry.
She looked down in worry unsure of what to tell him. Kurama knew something was wrong. He had sensed it ever since she had begun leaving early in the mornings. He sense something different about her as well. She had a motherly air about her. His eyes widened at a thought. 'Could she be?' he wondered.
"I.... don't know," she replied quietly as she continued to look down.
"Come we need to get to Koenma's," he said in quiet urgency. "I think I know."
She nodded. She went to her cloak that hung on a chair and wrapped it around her. He turned into his human form as they quickly walked out of the tree-house and to the Rekai. They barged into Koenma's office as he finished a meeting with the others. Yusuke, Hiei, and Kuwabara turned as they watched Kurama walk quickly to Koenma's side.
"Something the matter Kurama?" Koenma asked as Kurama looked down on him.
Kurama quickly whispered something into his ear as Koenma nodded in understanding.
"We'll have some tests done. Kizna come with me," Koenma said as he signaled Kizna to follow.
She nodded and followed quickly behind him. Yusuke and the others turned to him curiously.
"What's up?" Yusuke asked worriedly. "Is something wrong with her?"
"No," Kurama replied as a hopeful smile spread across his face.
"If nothing is wrong, then what is wrong with her?" Kuwabara asked annoyed.
Kizna waited for her results. Koenma had drawn blood before she waited patiently in a secluded office. She heard the lab door open revealing a smiling Koenma.
"Congratulations Kizna," Koenma said happily as he shifted through a stack of lab papers. "You're pregnant."
"I'm what?" she asked confused.
"You're going to have a child," Koenma said happily as her eyes went wide.
"I'M WHAT?!" she screamed shocked as her voice echoed through the Rekai making Kurama and the others look up.
The door crashed open revealing Yusuke, Hiei, Kuwabara with worried looks on their faces. A hopeful Kurama followed behind them.
"What's wrong?" Yusuke asked worriedly as he got into a fighting stance.
"Kizna has got good news," said Koenma happily. "You can relax now Yusuke. Would you like to tell them?"
Kizna nodded a worried nod. Blushing, she turned to the others.
"I'm.... going to have.... a child," she stuttered nervously as everyone's faces lit up.
Kurama walked forward and scooped her up in an excited embrace as he spun her. They laughed wildly as they did so. Hiei, Yusuke, Kuwabara's eyes were wide in shock as smiles slowly dawned their faces. Koenma stepped up signaling them to follow as he took his leave. Kurama turned as the door closed behind the others leaving them alone.
"You... want it?" she asked unsurely as he nodded happily.
"Yes," he replied.
He leaned down to her and place his lips in a passionate kiss. A first kiss of a new mother.
(Author's note: well I hoped you liked that! That's all folks! But I must ask for your help one more time my reviewers. I'm doing a new story called: "Roses and Jewels" it's a Romeo and Juliet parody. It will be all romance and tragedy, but I need help deciding all the characters. Just leave a suggestion in the review. Ex: 'Hiei would be a good Mercutio.' and I want to thank White Kit Rose for giving me the title! Thank you! Here's the cast list:
Romeo: Kurama
Juliet: Kizna- you might be wondering why I'm using her instead of Botan or something. Well, I don't like Kurama/Botan as a pairing and I like to keep a consistency with the pairings in the stories.
Mercutio, Romeo's best friend: Kuronue- well he was Kurama's original best friend
Rosaline: Botan
Friar Lawrence: Genkai
Tybalt, the prince of cats: Kuwabara
Paris, another suitor for Juliet's heart: Karasu- he's the closest thing I could find as Kurama's rival in the show. Sorry!
Benvolio: teenage Koenma
Juliet's vulgar nurse: Atsuko
Mother Montague: Shiori
Father Montague: ??
Mother Capulet: ??
Father Capulet: ??
Romeo's servant: most likely Yusuke
Escalus prince of Verona: Enma Daoi
well that's all I have obviously the '??' means I don't have characters chosen. If you have any suggestions let me know!)