Author's note: You may have all realized by now that this is not Zipis1, but an author by the name of Fan-Fic-Robin-Hood. Since the Queen of LuMas has taken so long to update her prestigious story, it can be assumed that she abandoned it, along with her loyal subjects, I.E. You, the readers. So, I have taken it upon myself to update for her, giving you all the story you so crave. So, here it is. The long awaited update of It Takes Two to Tango, as presented by Fan-Fic-Robin-Hood.
Lucca sat back in her chair, smiling contently at the bulge of her belly. Though she had been skeptical of the idea of motherhood at first, she had found in the recent months that she had grown accustomed to the idea, and was now looking rather forward to it. As she felt a tiny kick from within her womb, she couldn't help but grow excited at the prospect of a growing, happy family.
She had been in Magus's castle for several months now, and was well into her pregnancy, a fact obvious not only by her expanding abdomen but also by the healthy and beautiful glow she seemed to exude. When she heard the door to the castle open, that glow brightened as she realized Magus had returned from hunting. For, you see, she had grown quite fond of the blue-haired mage, a fact that she no longer tried to hide nor deny. Running down the corridor, she launched herself at him, hugging him for all she was worth.
"Hi, Magus!" she exclaimed, looking deep into the swirling depths of his blood colored orbs. "Did you have a good day of hunting?"
Magus, though he didn't return the hug, didn't reject it, either (a fact that made the young inventor's heart flutter). "There wasn't much out there," he responded, but not unkindly for him. "But I managed to get us a few rabbits."
"Oh good!" she chirped, clapping her hands together. "Me and the baby were getting pretty hungry. Where are they so I can start cleaning them and cooking?"
"No," he said sternly. "You go relax. I'll clean them."
Smiling, Lucca agreed, walking with a bounce in her step back toward one of the dens
When dinner was served, the purple-haired girl couldn't help but be in bliss as she tasted the cooked meat. Magus, being the picture of perfection he was, was an excellent cook, not failing in bringing out the sensuous flavors of the rabbit.
"Thank you so much, Magus! You never cease to amaze me," she exclaimed, taking another bite. Though he didn't say anything, the slight blush that crept across the bridge of his nose didn't get past her, and caused her to smile. She was pretty sure that Magus was growing fond of her, too, but of course he would never admit it. But she was content with just the knowledge.
Getting up to put the dishes away, Lucca gasped as the baby gave a hard kick. Concerned, Magus went over to her.
"What's wrong," he asked.
"Oh, nothing's wrong," she answered, smiling. "The baby just kicked really hard. That's all." Seeing that he was staring at her stomach with curiosity, Lucca grinned, taking his hand. "Do you want to feel?"
With a small nod, Magus allowed her to guide his hand over her abdomen, and widened his eyes as he felt his child move. His features softened and the smallest of smiles crept across his face.
"See? Nothing but life going on in there," she continued, relishing in his blissful expression.
"So I see," he breathed, refusing to move his hand from where it rested on her belly. They stayed that way for a minute, and when their eyes met, they each saw passion and hope in their depths. Finally, the baby calmed down, going to sleep.
"He's resting," Lucca said. And with a yawn, added, "Maybe we should, too?" Nodding, Magus walked with her down the hall, each heading to the room they now shared. A few months ago, not long after Lucca had first arrived, the inventor had become frightened of a thunder storm, and had asked if she may join him in his bed, for comfort. Magus had agreed, and since then she hadn't left, both deciding that they liked the other's company while sleeping.
In the middle of the night, Magus woke after hearing Lucca moan. Knowing she was dreaming by the movement of her eyes under the thin skin, Magus took a moment to look at the purple headed woman, drinking up her image.
She looked so peaceful, and Magus was suddenly filled with the knowledge of how lucky he was to have got her. He still couldn't believe that she had found it in her heart to forgive him for all of his sins and his horrible past, or that she was able to put up with his stubborn and hurtful ways.
Snaking an arm around her, he allowed himself a quite smile as he felt his child kick again, vowing to himself to protect both the woman beside him and the child within, and to never, ever let them go.
End note: So, there you have it. My addition to It Takes Two to Tango. I realize this was short, but the next will be longer, and should be out within the next few days. Plus, at least the story is going again, ne?