The warm, scrumptious smell of sizzling bacon filled the air. The scent stirred the sleeping Giroro from his slumber, his stomach growled in hunger demanding he go claim the delicious fatty pig flesh for himself. Drool slathered on his face, and sleep dust caked in his eyes he rubbed them as he slowly slid out of bed. He left the covers a mess; the maids would fix them later. Stumbling out of the room and down the large cathedral style stairs he made his way down to the kitchen. When he reached the source of his intended conquest he gave a boisterous yawn, stretching as if to try and grab his own attention floating away in the air.
Natsumi stood in front of the stove, cooking their breakfast. Haruru sat at the table with a glass of orange juice in her hands; she sipped it slowly as she swung her tiny legs underneath the table. Noticing her father enter the room she jolted her head up quickly, spilling some of her orange juice.
"Mama, Daddy's awake! Well kinda." she announced loudly, getting Natsumi's attention. She turned her head slightly and smiled.
"See? I told you Daddy would be the last one awake. Good morning Darling." Natsumi resumed cooking breakfast.
Giroro mumbled a 'good morning' in response as he poured himself a cup of coffee. He took a few sips before sitting down at the table with Haruru. She smiled happily at her drowsy father, energy bursting through her tiny frame.
"How are you this morning my little princess?" Giroro said with a smile. Haruru shot her arms in the air smiling as widely as she could and shouted happily.
"I'M A PRETTY PRINCESS!" she loved it when her gruff father called her that. Giroro laughed and Natsumi chuckled as she carried over the plates with their breakfast.
"Sweet potato pancakes with a side of bacon and 100% pure maple syrup." Natsumi kissed Haruru on the forehead after setting down her plate, and gave Giroro a quick kiss on the lips after she set his down as well. She sat down at her own spot and popped open the hot syrup bottle. Even after the Earth had been taken over, the Keronians continued to produce and market any and all resources they found useful or just generally liked.
"I once met a group of students from a school in America. They were from Vermont to be specific." Natsumi spoke as she went to pour herself a cup of coffee. She opened the cupboard and pulled out a tray of candy. Removing one she plopped it into her coffee, and watched as its sugary contents dissolved. She stirred it gently with a spoon as she returned to the table.
"One of the girls told me about how in Vermont it was law that maple syrup that was produced there had to be 100% pure syrup. No added chemicals or watering it down was allowed. This made their syrup taste richer than anyone else's. Even in Canada which was famous for their syrup didn't sell syrup that was 100% pure." Natsumi sipped her coffee and smiled.
"She gave us some of their maple candies and I have to say I absolutely adore them, especially in my coffee." she took another sip. Haruru jabbed her fork and knife into the air, her face covered in syrup.
"I like syrup on pancakes! It's sweet and tasty!" she smiled widely before she resumed eating heartily.
"I have to say I didn't believe you at first, but once I tried the other kinds from your world, I find the maple produced by these "Vermonters" to be the best. Although I find it all to be a bit too sweet for me, I enjoy a little at a time." Giroro took the syrup bottle and poured a small amount on his pancakes.
"Mama, is it because you're from a different world that we don't look like daddy?" Haruru asked. Physically she resembled Natsumi, more human than Keronian with her human body and bright pink hair. However she was small and her growth was very slow, the doctor theorizes that she won't be as large as most humans but will be a bit bigger than a Keronian. Haruru could hold her breath underwater almost as long as a Keronian and also seemed to enjoy the moist air of planet Keron.
"Yes honey Mama comes from a planet that her people call Earth, but the Keronians call it Pekopon." Natsumi explained.
"Does that mean someday you're going to go back to your world mama?" Haruru asked a little sad at the thought of her mother leaving for some strange and unknown home world.
"No baby, this is my home now. I've fought for the Keronian race for many years because I know my old world will never be what it once was. With you and your father here why would I ever want to leave?" Natsumi said with a smile and was rewarded by one of Haruru's own as well as a deep embarrassed blush from Giroro.
Haruru took a big bite of her pancakes and gulped down half of her orange juice before speaking again.
"What was it like fighting in the army mama? Were you and daddy strong?" Haruru asked with eyes wide with interest.
"Well, first you have to go through training which is really hard. There's a lot of running, climbing, jumping, and other exercise." Natsumi recounted her days of rigorous training. "It helps though if you have athletic ability before you join because you then have something to work with rather than starting from scratch. I was one of the most athletic kids in my school growing up."
"The most athletic kid in my class is Pokoko! She's really good at climbing and stuff!" Haruru spoke fondly of her classmate. If Haruru worked at training herself she could one day potentially be stronger than any of her classmates. However with her tiny limbs and petite stature she had a long way to go before she would reach top physical condition.
"As for strength I'd say we're pretty high ranking in that respect. I mean your mommy's first escape attempt would probably have been successful if I hadn't been there to stop her." Giroro mused remembering how easily Natsumi took down his Keronian counterparts the day of the initial Earth invasion.
"So mommy must be super strong now right?" Haruru asked with her fork still in her mouth as she spoke.
"Since she trained and honed her hand-to-hand combat skills along with her weapon skills she's become quite the force to be reckoned with." Giroro thought about how she could take down even the strongest Keronian soldier in a final confrontation if she was ever backed into a corner.
"Although skill is important I enjoy the tactics of battle even more." Natsumi smiled as she looked at Giroro, he chuckled in response understanding her thoughts.
"Yes, our favorite being the scare tactic." Giroro looked at Natsumi, her womanly figure gently covered by a floral print dress, her hair pushed back out of her face by a single yellow hair band.
"You mean you acted scared to win a battle?" Haruru asked, not quite understanding the term. Natsumi stood and began to clear the table; she patted her daughter on the head and giggled at her question.
"Not scared tactic honey, scare tactic. It's where you do something to scare your enemy and put them off balance making them easier to defeat." Natsumi placed the dishes in the sink and began to wash them.
"Our particular favorite form of this would be where we sing a song loudly to confuse the opponent as to what's actually going on and to make us seem unafraid to keep fighting." Giroro explained, thinking of the many times that he and his wife had sung "Danger line" by Avenged Sevenfold on the battlefield.
After Natsumi finished putting the dishes away she wiped her hands dry and looked at Haruru.
"Haruru dear would you like to help mommy take care of the laundry?" Natsumi asked her daughter who responded with a loud, joyful reply as she hopped down from her chair.
"Yay laundry! I wanna help! I wanna help! Lemme get my sandals first mama!" Haruru raced off to grab her sandals while Giroro and Natsumi both laughed loudly at her excitement. Natsumi walked to the laundry room and grabbed a basket, pulling the laundry from the washing machine she pulled the soaking wet clothing and plopped it into the basket. Haruru appeared at the laundry room doorway.
"I'm ready!" she exclaimed loudly. Natsumi smiled and handed her an empty basket. Haruru raced away with the empty basket and headed for the door. When Natsumi caught up her daughter held the door open for her. Walking outside they headed for the clothes line.
Fresh soft linens adorned the line, swaying gently in the breeze. Natsumi's long red hair brushed gently against her face, she breathed deeply and sighed. Pulling the dry laundry from the line she folded them and placed them into Haruru's basket. Once she placed the last sheet into the basket she began replacing them on the line with the wet fabric from the washer. As she did this Haruru pulled one of the sheets from the basket and ran around with it held high above her head, the cloth fluttered in the breeze like a cape.
"Look at me I'm Super Haruru! I fight for cookies and am the pretty princess of Keron! Like my mama I'm super strong and fast! Weeeeeeeeee!" she whizzed about their large open yard laughing happily as she played her own little game. Natsumi chuckled as she watched the young girl running about.
Her life was pretty normal, aside from living on an alien planet with an alien husband and child. Everything she had ever known was gone, her home, her school, her friends, her family. Strangely enough she didn't care a single bit about any of it. She was happy living this strange and wondrous life. Surrounded by a strange new place, she had made a home here. When her only purpose had been fighting for her life, she never imagined finding a home or a life to fight for. She had gone from prisoner, to soldier, to citizen so quickly it all seemed unreal at times.
Haruru's voice drew Natsumi from her thoughts, she looked down at the small child tugging at the hem of her dress.
"What is it sweetie?" Natsumi knelt down to Haruru's level.
"Mama can we make cookies before I go to Pokoko's?" Natsumi laughed as she kissed her daughter on the cheek, her early comment about cookies must have made her suddenly want some.
"Come, I have some sugar cookie dough we can cut up in the fridge." Natsumi took her daughter's hand and walked with her back into their house. Knowing Haruru's habits she often wanted something shortly after mentioning it. Natsumi brought the new laundry to the designated rooms before returning the baskets to the laundry room. She soon returned to the kitchen where Haruru was awaiting her.
Haruru stood close to Natsumi as she pulled the roll of raw sugar cookie dough from the fridge. Rolling it out on the counter she pulled some cookie cutters from the cupboards. Different shapes and sizes to choose from Natsumi hummed happily as she and her daughter rolled out the dough and began to stamp the shapes from it. Haruru would sneak nibbles of the dough, thinking Natsumi didn't notice when she always knew. Especially when Haruru would end up with flour and dough in her hair and on her face.
After cutting the cookies Natsumi arranged them on the tray and put them into the oven, she cleaned the kitchen as Haruru sat crouched in front of the oven waiting for the cookies to bake. Natsumi took the time to work on preparing a boxed lunch for Haruru's play date later that day. Time passed and eventually the timer on the oven dinged alerting the happy child to the completed baking of her cookies. Natsumi put on her oven mitts and pulled the cookie trays out of the oven, setting them atop the stove she gathered up the different icing containers and sprinkles from the cupboards. Laying the oodles of confectionary decorations on the counter Haruru hopped over to her and began to help her organize them into accessible positions.
When the cookies were cooled and it was time to begin decorating Haruru could no longer hold back her excitement. Selecting her first cookie she grabbed the pinkest frosting she could and slathered it onto the cookie. Taking small white candy pieces she arranged them in a curved line ending with a large gold one at the bottom. Grabbing some pink crystal sugar she coated the rest of the cookie and finished off with a long yellow sprinkle and a candy bow.
"Look at my kitty mommy!" Haruru said cheerfully to her mother. She held up her overly sparkly, pink cat shaped cookie.
"Very nice honey. I love the collar you made with the round candies." She smiled in response.
They continued to decorate till there were no more cookies left, setting them on the counter the frosting could set so as not to ruin the decorations. Haruru's cookies were covered in embellishments, whereas Natsumi's cookies were much simpler. Haruru grabbed one of her cookies and began to nibble on it. Natsumi began cleaning the kitchen; they went on like this for a few minutes in silence.
To break the silence Natsumi began to hum a tune. Natsumi had taught this song to Haruru long ago, she loved the tune and began to hum as well. The harmony filled the quiet air, expressing the familial feeling of tranquility. Time passed quickly, before they realized it was noon and Haruru needed to prepare for her play date. Racing up and down the stairs trying to get everything ready Haruru's panic sent Natsumi into hysterics. She could not stop laughing at how her daughter fussed about making sure to remember all the littlest things. When she was finally ready she placed her bags by the door and waited with Natsumi for Giroro to join them on their walk to Pokoko's family house.
The day was pleasant, a cool breeze stirring the air. The long walk was quiet and peaceful. The family walked hand-in-hand swaying with the wind. Trees lined the long winding road, as they passed some of the smaller homes they could hear the laughter of the children playing along the street. Haruru's already large smile grew brighter as the laughter of the other children excited her. The closer they got to Pokoko's house the quieter it got, as they slowly approached her large family manor much like Natsumi and Giroro's. When they reached the gate they buzzed the button alerting the homeowners of their arrival. The gate clicked unlocking and they strolled up the driveway and to the front door.
Haruru speedily wrapped on the door and yelled in excitement.
"Pokoko! It's me Haruru! I'm here to play! I brought snacks!" the door instantly opened at the word 'snacks' and a little Keronian girl poked her head out.
"Welcome Haru-chan to MY DOMAIN!" Pokoko flung the door open dramatically, pretending the empty foyer was some grand hall. Haruru giggled and hopped inside carrying her things, Natsumi and Giroro followed.
"Now honey you promise Mommy and Daddy you'll be good alright?" Natsumi knelt down to her daughter and kissed her forehead.
"We'll be back in a few hours so behave yourself." Giroro hugged her and spoke sternly. Haruru nodded her head rapidly, which would make anyone else dizzy. She quickly gave them each a peck on the cheek and rushed off with Pokoko.
The two parents headed out the door, and onward back to their own home. As they walked, the atmosphere seemed to change completely. The children had moved on to play elsewhere, and the air stirred softly around the couple's feet as they traveled along. Natsumi bumped Giroro lightly in the head with her hand, looking upwards avoiding eye contact and blushing. Gently he took her hand in his, as they continued down their path in silence. Walking on they could feel the other's heat between their clasped hands, neither said a word, only blushing silently as their hearts began to beat louder and louder in their chests.
When they finally reached their own house they closed the door quietly behind them. Natsumi clicked the lock, shutting out all distractions from the outside world. In an instant they were upon each other, limbs entangled, Natsumi's lips met Giroro's. They kissed each other deeply and passionately. The blood rushing in their ears drown out the outside world, the silence was filled with rapid heartbeats and heavy breaths. Giroro separated his lips from Natsumi's for just a moment to look her in the eyes and speak.
"Haruru is away on her play date, so let's have a playdate of our own." he mused sexily. Natsumi responded by kissing him again.
"Even years later and after a child I still can't get enough of you." Natsumi huffed between gasps for air. She became desperate to shed her clothes from her burning skin. Giroro tossed his own belt aside only to hear it clatter against the closet. A mental note arose and reminded him of some hidden utilities he could make use of. Natsumi watched confused and slightly annoyed as Giroro walked over and opened the closet door. "Where are you going?"
"You'll see. I can't believe we forgot about these though." He pushed aside boxes and old devices. A small line in the wall was revealed. Giroro pried at the edges until a panel of the wall popped out, behind of which sat a locked box. It was a simple number lock and Giroro opened it easily. Inside was a small selection of adult toys. Natsumi peeked over his shoulder and blushed at the sight.
"Oh my gosh are those what I think they are?" Her cheeks burnt at the memories. Giroro was just as bright red and smiled devilishly.
"Yep, and I'm going to play with them today." Giroro looked at his wife with greedy eyes. He closed the box and walked slowly after Natsumi. She giggled as she allowed Giroro to chase her up the grand stair and into their bedroom. She stumbled and gracefully collapsed onto the bed as if to be a helpless maiden before a menacing beast. "I'm going to devour you my sweet."
"Please be gentle." Natsumi smiled from the mess of sheets around her. Giroro pulled out his first choice from the box and dropped the rest onto the floor to be used later. He expertly leapt above his love and earned a playful yelp from her. With fluid and precise movements he bound Natsumi's hands behind her. "Wait, I didn't get everything off yet."
"I can just work around them. Or cut off what's left." Giroro traced Natsumi's spine, tugging lightly on her bra. "And I can buy you more if you really love this one so much. Now where was I?"
Giroro continued down and slid off the panty half of the underwear set. Natsumi gasped at the sudden exposure to air. Giroro's fingers teased over her soft skin.
"I know one area you're still too sensitive to let me play with often." Giroro allowed his fingertips to linger between the gap of Natsumi's legs. Natsumi closed her eyes as she waited for the strange sensation. A couple of teasing flicks against her tender opening shot a burning wave through her body. "I love the little noises you make. I know I'm mean and pushing past your boundaries but I just can't help myself when you give me such cute whimpers." Giroro spoke softly, a hunger in his voice.
He continued to allow his finger to dance in her nether region as he kissed the inside of her thigh. Tracing a line of kisses along her soft supple skin, he moved along till he replaced his fingers with his tongue. Burying his face in her garden of soft pink sensitive flesh, he tasted her thoroughly. She was warm, and wet, as she trembled with pleasure he nipped her tiny sensitive bead. She jolted in shock and ecstasy, a soft moan escaping her throat. He could sense her clench her teeth, trying to hold back her urges. Giroro decided to reward her by picking his first toy of choice.
Picking up a small egg shaped device he slid the cool metallic object between her parted legs. She flinched a little from the chill but did not resist otherwise. Giroro held the control to the device which was attached via a long, thin cord. He hopped up on top of her, sitting on her stomach. Flipping the switch to the device it began to buzz inside her, causing her to gasp suddenly and clench her legs slightly. As she wrestled with the sensations coming from within her, her bra unfastened Giroro began to play with her luscious, round, breasts. Placing his hands upon them he squeezed gently and rolled them around, flicking her nipples with every few passes. As her nipples hardened he leaned down and nibbled on the hard red flesh. Licking and sucking he put as much of her breast as he could into his mouth, going back and forth between the two he enjoyed his play time.
Natsumi moaning from pleasure was rewarded for her good behavior, as Giroro turned the knob on the device increasing the intensity of its vibration. She squeaked lightly and pulled her knees together quickly before slowly stretching her legs back out as she panted heavily, face red with embarrassment. Her sounds of pleasure made Giroro grin widely, when he finished sucking on one of her breasts, he leaned forward and kissed her passionately on the lips. sticky saliva dripped from their mouths, they licked their lips and smiled.
Giroro then wiggled the control back and forth between the speeds. The variety sent Natsumi's brain buzzing. The device twitched and sporadically massaged her core as she slowly secreted, growing closer to her limit. Giroro could feel her back arching and watched her eyes roll into her head. She gave a hungry and crazed smile, drooling slightly from her extended tongue. He smirked at what he could do with such an excited mouth. He positioned himself closer and softly tilted her head towards him. Natsumi quickly picked up on what he was doing and eagerly stuck her tongue out further and licked against the skin hiding his member.
Giroro gasped and witnessed the treat he eagerly gave Natsumi. His own breathing picked up to her pace. Her warm, moist tongue gliding along his extension. Her moans vibrating through him, adding to the burning desire. With each second, Giroro was losing more control; soon he was gripping the back of Natsumi's neck and began to thrust cautiously hoping he wouldn't suffocate her. He loved each pulse, each thrust. He went along riding the waves of pleasure until he remembered one fact that could make the difference. He loved when she used her mouth to play with him but it couldn't and would never compare to the tightness that which the buzzing machinery was currently enjoying.
Giroro grunted as he quickly switched those rolls and pulled the toy from Natsumi's core. Natsumi was confused with the sudden change but lost herself in a surge of pleasure when Giroro forced himself in. She threw her head back and gripped the sheets as if her life depended on it. Giroro pressed his hands firmly around Natsumi's hips and grunted and growled with each tender thrust. Natsumi could feel her throat turn hoarse with her cries but couldn't stop herself from calling them out. The thundering energy was too much to control the noise and twitches her body made.
They could feel their muscles tightening with each moment. They clenched and gripped what they could to hold on for the oncoming storm. The both of them were so close. Just one more, always one more until they could reach the feeling they needed from each other. Just as they are in sync in battle, they both screamed out for the other and felt themselves melt. Panting heavily til their breathing returned to normal Natsumi looked at Giroro and smiled.
"I appear to have been ravaged by the terrifying beast." Natsumi teased. Giroro laughed loudly at her memory of their joke earlier. He kissed her on the lips again, when they separated she smiled and looked at him.
"Ready to go get our daughter terrifying beast?" she asked.
"Of course fair maiden, we shall be off momentarily." Giroro joked back. The pair of them slowly rose and went to make themselves decent for the public as they prepared to fetch Haruru from her playdate at Pokoko's.
After a quick shower and a change of clothes, Natsumi and Giroro head back to pick up their daughter. When they arrived at the house they walked in to find Pokoko standing in the foyer, with a small figure hunched over behind her in an attempt to hide; be that as it may the occasional giggle gave the little figure away.
"Hello Pokoko we're here to pick up Haruru. Have you seen her?" Natsumi asked, leaning towards the keronian girl pretending to not know what shenanigans were afoot.
"N-nope. No idea. You should prolly just head back home now. Uh-huh." Pokoko couldn't look Natsumi in the eye, her eyes darted around the room as she tried to maintain her composure. Another giggle escaped from behind Pokoko's back.
"Did you hear that dear? Some kind of mouse must be loose in the house." Giroro mused. Looking at the suddenly still figure her smiled as he thought of the perfect way to remedy the situation.
"Well it's too bad Haruru isn't here, I wanted to tell her how she's my perfect little pretty princess." as soon as he paid the word 'princess' Haruru popped up from behind Pokoko and yelled "I'M A PRETTY PRINCESS!" completely blowing her cover.
"Oops." Haruru clasped her hands over her mouth in embarrassment. Pokoko sighed and shook her head, saddened by their failed plan.
"There you are. It's time to go home sweety." Natsumi patted her daughter on the head and smiled widely. "You can come back and play with Pokoko again soon."
"Really?!" Haruru asked happily. She looked at Pokoko and smiled, Pokoko smiled back. Natsumi Took Haruru's hand and they walked out the door, Haruru waved energetically to Pokoko as the door slowly closed behind them. When she finally finished waving Giroro took her other hand and the family walked back to their comfortable home in the new perfect life they had built together.
THE END