User blog:Redknight910/WWYD Repter Nurarihyon

Prompt: You're a single dad going about your daily routine, wake up in the morning eat breakfast with your son and wife get him dressed and take him to school go to work, as you're picking him up from school he hops into the back of your vehicle (Your choice.) as you're heading home your son asks you a question.

 "Hey, dad I was wondering how long was Ms. (Insert name here.) was going to be staying with us? I know she not mom but I like having her around." he asks you, it's then that you realize that the women that you thought was your wife is not, she's a Nurarihyon and she's been staying with you two now for a few months.



With this new realisation I prepare to confront her when I get home. Pulling up at the house I tell my son to go and play with the neighbor's kids for a while. He doesn't question it and goes off to play. I take a deep breath and step inside. I notice the trail of smoke leading to my bedroom, and enter the doorway to find Ms. Yumi laying on my bed, half dressed and apparently asleep. Though the fact she's holding her pipe over the side of the bed has me doubting it.

"Stop playing. We need to talk." I hear a faint giggle and she sits up. She looks at me with a coy, grinning face.

"What about, darling?" I feel something nibbling at the back of my mind, but I ignore it, and she tilts her head curiously.

"I know who you are."

"Well of course you do. I'm Aya Yumi." She takes a deep huff from her pipe and blows the thick smoke at me. The nibbling comes back, and it takes all my willpower to ignore it.

"You know what I mean. Why'd you come here? Surely there's somewhere nicer for you to stay." Her coy look turns interested, and she crawls forward on the bed, her garb opening up to show her breasts.

"Nicer, yes. But so many nobles are dull. You make things interesting, especially right now." She blows another puff of smoke at me. I slow my breathing and work through it.

"What do you want?" She stops, huffs a small sigh, and smiles at me, a genuine, happy smile.

"Right now, I want you. I want to be with you. To hold you, and have you hold me. Is that okay?" I take a moment, before nodding slowly.

"It is, but if we're going to do this, I want to do it right. I lost my wife a few years ago. Ben wasn't old enough to remember her, but I made sure he knew she loved him. Can you love him, like I promised his mother did?" She closes her eyes for a few moments and nods.

"I could hardly do anything less for my family." With a smile I sit next to her, and take her hand not holding the pipe.

"Aya Yumi, will you marry me?" Her eyes light up for a second, before returning to they're usual hazy lust.

"Without a second thought." Is her response, followed by a deep kiss. We stay like that for several minutes, before I hear the front door open, and the sound of a crying child.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Daaaaaad!" My son cries, and both me and Aya respond instantly. Going into the main room, I spot Ben, crying at the front door with a skinned knee.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"What happened?" I ask, picking him up and carrying him to the couch.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Me and Danny w-were racing down th-the street I f-fell over and h-he ran away!" He sobbed out between sniffles. Aya stepped out from the kitchen with a bandage.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Ohh, dear, don't worry, I'll make it all better." She kneeled down next to me, running the bandage over his leg with a loving smile.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Th-thanks Ms. Yumi." She smiled and I wrapped an arm around her shoulder.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Ben, could you start calling her Ms. Gale, or even mum if you want." He looked at me for a few moments, before asking the obvious question.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"But she's not mum, and Gale's my last name." I smiled and nodded.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Yes, but it's also my last name, and when two people get married, one of them usually changes their last name to the the others." He looked at me, then at the woman wrapping a bandage around his knee, then back at me, and he smiled.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Okay. Does that mean she's staying forever?" With a grin I nodded.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Yep, she's gonna live here with us from now on." He cheered for the idea, wrapping his arms around her, which drew a very cute blush from her normally pale features. She looked at me, and smiled warmly. I guess it's not going to change much, since I already thought she was my wife, but knowing I'll have the memory of it is oddly comforting.