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The World of Songwings Bishounen and Bishoujo:

Demoonica's Story: Home

by

Lady Demoonica Darkmoon

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Demoonica rolled out of bed early the next morning to the sound of crying. Forgoing her glasses she made her way over to the makeshift bassenette a few feet away. Damia had slept through most of the night, only waking her parents once around 2AM. The baby was hungry and wet. Demoonica was starting to understand what her own mother had gone through as a young mother. She changed the baby on the bed, thankfully tossing the diaper into the basket she'd borrowed from Kagome the day before.

Once the baby was dry and fed Demoonica got the chance to check the time on her BishiGear. It was several minutes before 7AM and she blinked blearily at the time before realizing she still hadn't put on her glasses. She fixed that. Now that she could actually see, Demoonica looked around the room with a sigh. The house was finished, but lacking any decor and some much needed apliances. At least she didn't have to buy bedroom furniture, the evening before she'd simply taken everything out of an unused 'PD' Sphere. She was now thankfull she'd kitted all of them out at the same time. It was still pretty sparce, but she was use to living out of a hotel or camping outside, and she had at times used a 'PD' Sphere as a makeshift portable personal bedroom anyway.

The clock on her BishiGear changed to 7AM. Demoonica stretched and wondered why such a horrably early time had been invented. She'd hated getting up this early for school and she still hated getting up this early now. Still, they had a long day ahead of them. She shook Zander, who was still sleeping soundly up until now. While he was still half asleep she pointed him towards the shower.

"Okay Damia, now we get to fix breakfast!" Demoonica said as she picked her daughter back up out of the makeshift bassenette. Damia burbled back at her in a happy tone. Demoonica hadn't been around many babies in her life, she'd been eight when her little sister was born, so she didn't really remember it very clearly. And lately her only referance for babies had been when Kagome had given birth to Inu-Chan. So Damia's already rapid development had gone unnoticed, after all Inu-chan had aged from a newborn into a young teen in the span of about a year.

Of course, Damia had fallen asleep before Demoonica even made it to the kitchen and Demoonica had to fetch the carrier they'd been useing as a bassenette before she actually could start cooking. Sleeping baby in a safe place, Demoonica set about attempting a meal. Within minutes she'd given up her attempt at cooking and called out Kagome and Rei from thier BishiBalls.

By the time Zander had finished his shower and headed downstairs breakfast was mostly ready. Demoonica switched with him, letting him take over in the job Kagome was instructing her in. Freed up from cooking duty, Demoonica set about waking up all her Bishi, who like her had gotten use to sleeping in late. 7:30 rolled around, then 8:30.

Demoonica yawned again, like she'd been doing all morning. "I hate morings." She complained while drying the dishes. Beside her Yugi paused in washing a plate.

"How'd did you get dishes duty anyway?"

"I skimped helping cook."

"Ah." Then he laughed. "Kagome runs the house."

Demoonica frowned. It was true though, Kagome was just better at organizing things like meal preperation and cleaning duty than she was. Demoonica just didn't have the experiance in those areas. She'd been going to school up until she fell into the BishiWorld. Her biggest duty after homework was to take out the trash and keep her room clean. And perhaps to not fight with her little sister. "Yeah, I know. But would you rather have a good meal and a fast clean-up OR me?"

Yugi giggled. "You are better, maybe not so much with cooking yet, but you can organize things and people just as good as Kagome."

Demoonica didn't really believe him, after all Yugi's best trait was finding ways to make people feel better. "Really?"

"Really." Yugi nodded. "It just comes out the most when you are forced into a fight."

"That's because I'm trying to avoid fighting."

"You still think everything just pops into our heads when we evolve?" Yugi asked. "It may seem that way, but in truth all we get are memories, about as much info as you gain when watching it as a TV show. Only it's from a first person point of view, so it can be overwhelming. It's what we do with all that info that shapes each of us. Take Kagome, she remembers cooking all those days during her originator's adventure, but what she can't remember is what was put into the food that was cooked. That's because that information wasn't given to the creators of BishiWorld. Kagome knew how the food was supose to turn out, but she had to learn how it was made. Just like you Demoonica-san."

"So, it just takes time?"

"Even for us, some things just come naturally though like knowing a new attack right after evolution. Still, it's never as good as someone who's been doing that same attack for years. At some point Kagome took the time to learn to be the good cook she is."

With the dishes washed, dried, and put away it was time to head into town.

"When do most stores open?" Zander asked as Demoonica secured Damia's carrier in the backseat of the shuttle.

"I did most of my shopping near lunch, but I think they were open between 8 and 9." Demoonica took her seat and unrolled a list. "This is going to take awhile."

[Noon]

"Okay, so we've covered the house apliances. The livingroom, one bedroom and the nursery are also finished?" Demoonica counted off. It was lunch time, Damia was in her carrier, and they were waiting for their order at a small resturant.

Across the table from her Zander was crossing things off the list in his hand. "Yeah, kitchen, livingroom, our room, Damia's room... laundry, small stuff for the bathrooms... We haven't gotten anything for the study-"

"I'm not worrying about that right now."

"Okay." Zander made a note. "We should at least pick up a bookshelf and put it in the livingroom."

"What for?"

"Stuff you have stored in your Gear."

"Oh, that's true."

Their lunch arrived. "So, where to next?" Zander asked as they ate.

"Dining table. We missed it on the way to the kitchen area of the store. I was rather... focused on actually getting a stove and a sink so we wouldn't be forced to camp-style cook and clean like this morning." Demoonica paused. "They said that everything would be installed by five o'clock this evening. A house... it's so odd." She blushed and waved her hand at Zander who looked somewhat confused as she quickly added, "Not that the house is odd, I ment that having a house was odd. That is, I haven't really had a home after arriving here, so it's odd. I'm going to stop talking now." She looked down.

"Uh... yeah." Zander sighed. 'She's still out of it. What in the world happened, really, while I was gone?' He thought. 'Is it about that Bishounen? She'd tried to tell me something when we were back at the Safety Department, but well she wasn't very clear that night about just what she was all worked up about.'

Demoonica had switched her attention to Damia in an attempt not to open her mouth again. She'd been rude, in a way. Zander had done so much for her after returning but she still hadn't become acustomed to his presence in her life again. They'd slept together the night before, just slept because well... ow. Yeah body definatly not ready for night activities again, yet. Besides Lady Tsunade had offered her 'medical' opinion of waiting at least a month before resuming that activity. She'd also sugested contraceptive pills once Demoonica's hormones had balanced themselves back out properly.

Across from her Zander attempted to stifel a yawn. It had taken what felt like forever for him to fall back asleep after Damia wakening them both in the middle of the night. Demoonica glanced over at him and started to giggle. So he asked, "What?"

"You smeered ketchup over your face."

He quickly cleaned it off.

The rest of the afternoon passed quickly as they moved from store to store. Everything bought was sent directly back to the house, where a few of Demoonica's Bishi along with several various Bishi belonging to store workers were hopefully keeping up with the instalation. Demoonica was doing her best to keep things to a minimum, she was on leave from the BWSD until who knew when. The price for the building supplys for the house, electrical wireing, water pipes, more stuff that she knew about and at least several dozen things she had no idea went into the building of a home, had all come out of her account.

Her first thought had been, had she really saved up that much excess credits during her travles? Then when looking through the prices she realized that she had actually saved up a larger amount than she'd thought. Her pay from the BWSD covered the cost of food and their stays in hotels, with a tiny amount left over each pay period that she could replace ruined/wornout clothing when it was nessisary. All of the rest of the credits that had been the bulk of what was actually building up in her account were from the exchange of Munny, Gil, Gold, Gald, Fol... and all those other simalerly named curancys that she collected during training sessions with her Bishounen against the Monster Battle chip created beasts.

She had briefly tried to understand the exchange rates of the differnt moneys but it was so convoluted that she finally desided as long as Heero could understand it and was willing to do the exchanges, she would let him deal with it. He said it wasn't that difficult, the Bank itself actualy did all the calculations, he was just making sure it was correct. That ment he was paranoid about being short-changed on the transactions, Duo had quipped. Heero had hit him with a convenintly located decoritve couch pillow for it.

Their last stop of the late afternoon was actually one Demoonica was use to doing, food shopping. They arrived home (Demoonica stumbled over that thought) very tired. Damia was fussing.

She walked into the house, infant cradled in her arms... and stopped short. The tranformation between that morning and now was complete. Still a little bare on decoration, but that would come with time. They had kept the hardwood floors, carpeting was just too much to pay for when it wasn't needed. However a large decorative floor rug had been rolled out on the livingroom floor, and the tan colored couch, loveseat and chairs were arranged with a coffee-table and end-tables, reading-lamps in place. Demoonica blinked into the room, then turned up the stairs and into the second story to Damia's room.

The nursery had also changed, or to be more correct the room next to Demoonica and Zanders was now an actual nursery. Demoonica changed her daughter's soiled diaper, then took the time to look around the room. There was a crib, decked out in a soft shade of purple bedding, including the safety pads around the sides. The mobile was already hanging above it, the bright saturated colors of red, blue and yellow standing out in the soft muted pastel room. A rocking chair, dressers, changing table, shelves and everythign that went in them... this room was likely the most furnished one. Demoonica sat in the rocker, Damia cradled in her arms. She rocked gently and began to hum a tune she remembered from childhood. The rest of the house could wait.

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TBC...

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