[Kazashi McCoy]

Her heart was pounding like crazy after she sent her text to Chuck, letting him know that a surprise was waiting for him when he got home. Was now the right time? How was he going to react? She was barely holding it together thinking about it, pacing back and forth in their apartment as she kept replaying the scene where he would open the door over and over again in her mind. She knew he wouldn’t hate it, they had been talking about it for years, but maybe that was exactly why she was nervous and excited. To finally share this news with him and…

She turned to look over at their living room table, a neat, blue gift wrapped with a red ribbon, ready to be unwrapped by her soulmate hubby when he got home. She had been working on it in secrecy all along, when he worked long days and she had the opportunity to take it out. She was hella scared that he would have seen it half finished! So scared in fact, that she left other, smaller sewing projects laying around so that it looked like she was just working on another pair of woolly socks, when in reality she was hiding his gift from him all along. Finally ready to unveil it all today.

Years and years of being in the hero field and she had never been this nervous before. She closed her eyes and pressed her wedding ring tattoo up to her lips gently as she took a few deep breaths. It was a little ritual she had developed that always helped her calm down and stay grounded. Never failed because it was hella infused with all of her Chuchu’s love!! Wearing a casual summer dress she was getting slightly ahead of herself since it was still only spring, but she had been inside all day and it was comfortable to wear! More importantly, it helped hide her tiniest of bumps! She was barefoot too, toenails hella painted the deepest red to match her horns (and love and affection for him!!!). She had left her fingernails alone however, because she was hoping they could paint them together later on, depending on how he felt.

Hopefully his day hadn’t been too rough on him.

Well, if it had she would just have to turn around and make it better! The second she heard the door open she was standing there, ready, smiling with her hands behind her back.

‘‘Welcome home. ~’’

CHUCK MCCOY

[CHUCK MCCOY]

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a surprise?...

A fatass grin sat on my face all damn day. Seemed to never go 'way these days, not when me and my girl finally had everything we ever wanted. Our own place, freedom from UAU, the Covenini, evil dads and bad days. She made me so damn happy it just bout burst my heart everyday living with her, being so lucky to call her mine. What could she possibly give me that she ain't already? Each and every moment further together was a gift I ain't deserve.

I plugged away all the harder at my project for the day. Two killings in the morning, corrupt cops who beat their parolees to the cusp of death, and now I was chillin'. Building some hammer for a vigilante homie doing good work in the underbelly of Tokyo. But all the while, pouring molten steel and corrugated diamond into two ton plates, I couldn't stop thinking about her… My gorgeous wife, just what did she have in mind? A twinge of nervousness ran down my blue spine; couldn't say why, everything with my moongirl was a good thing. But I felt electricity singe my fingertips all the same, nervous anticipation rumbling from head to toe (I know it ain't that long a rumble but don't judge!!). I wrapped up the weapon all the faster, pulled the searing, sculpted design from the mold and wrapped it up in special clothe with a ribbon that was one of Kazashi's favorite colors. I like including her in my work, in my every single day even if it'd be hella dangerous to do anything that'd give away just a pinch more of our shared identity. Iunno, it's like a gift of good luck to my clients. Then I lug the 500kg package to the meeting point, out in the deserted woods, get to the same old ebony Camino and zip home at a 100mph.

By the time I'm hiking up our apartment stairs, suit off, my heart's in my throat. You've ever had one of those moments where everything's surreally real, can really see the every mote of sunset light suspended through the air? That's hella me, a huge bag of sushi in one hand, a red rose spilling out from the other. I feel hella undressed for some reason, tank top, jeans, nails unpainted. What was happening?! What could make me feel so?! I suddenly ran up the last couple flights of stairs, manifesting a third arm to grab my keys and fling open the door like my whole life depended on it. It did, cause there was my whole world on the other side.

A sigh of relief came first, then salacious need. Delight bombinating up and down all me as I raced towards her, throwing both arms towards her in a vice grip hug as I aimed to kiss her deep, hard. "hi baby," I growled, "You look so beautiful." It never stopped boggling my mind how gorgeous she was, how dresses looked prettier, fuller, better on her than they could anybody else. "Hmm?..." Where were her hands?

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[Kazashi McCoy]

She could feel her heart beating out of her chest when he came home, impossibly happy to see the love of her life again even though they hadn’t been apart for long. Was that sushi he was carrying too? And a rose? She couldn’t help but flash him a big dumb grin knowing what was coming up in a moment. She closed her eyes and kissed him right back, she wanted to embrace him too, but still couldn’t. ‘‘Hey handsome. ~ how was work?’’ She whispered back. Auric eyes hungry and eternally happy in his presence. ‘‘Close yer eyes.’’

At last she could reveal what she was holding in her hands, taking out a rose red flower head, slipping her gentle fingers and it into his hair. It wasn’t quite the crown her king deserved, but it was infused with all her love, blessed with thousands of little kisses, and he looked absolutely stunning wearing it. ‘‘Ta-daa, ya can open yer eyes now.’’ She looked down at the rose in his hand once more. ‘‘No way this is a coincidence, we’re hella matchin’ now!’’ She leaned in to give him a quick kiss before stepping aside so he could finally see the gift she had left for him on the table. ‘‘Ah got ya a present.’’ Her heart was in her throat. Knowing he was moments away from unwrapping it, that the day had finally come.

When Chuck finally did open the gift, what he would find inside was a nice, cozy sweater made to fit his exact measurements. Embroidered into it were letters, a number. Once completely unfurled it read…

#1 Dad

She let him process it for a moment, so nervous she felt like she was moments from fainting! ‘‘Chuck-kun.’’ She blushed, putting her hands together, her smile so big and full of happiness that it reached her eyes. ‘‘Ah’m pregnant.’’

CHUCK MCCOY

[CHUCK MCCOY]

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Every anxiety, worry, fear or anythin’ bad I coulda possibly felt melted instantly when I saw her. With her in my arms, looking up into those gorgeous auric eyes, everything was right within my world. Our world. Which was about to triple in size and I ain’t even know it. I’m still hella bad at math. “Work was good but I missed you the whole time,” I whispered into her, kissing her neck real quick before closing my eyes as she asked. A curious gasp left my mouth as she placed the rose head over my hair, really more than anything I was obsessed with the feeling of her hands through my strands. She felt good, always, and everytime she made something sweet like that for me it just swept me off my feet that much more. How could she get this impossibly cute, even sweeter by the day? “Hella cute, baby!! But you’re cuter.” I grinned as I drank in the sight of her, hands gently touching the rose head she so meticulously made. She found the time to be World’s Greatest Hero and the best soulmate and most amazing badass ever and I just ain’t have any idea how she did it. I then curiously looked at the gift on the table.

“Somethin’ for me?! I ain’t need anythin’, Zāzā!” I grinned still, palms suddenly getting sweaty all over again as my heart battered my ribcage. Gingerly I dragged her onto the couch with me, gently putting her on one leg and the gift on the other. Weaving my rough fingertips through her hair, I started unwrapping the red ribbon, smile so wide in my eyes at the blue wrapping paper. I ain’t get it at first. “WHOA hun!! Super soft! You made this?!” It must have taken her weeks! Did she hide it from me? So sneaky, my super talented bab-

The embroidery.

#1 Dad

I held up the sweater, bulging arms shaking like never before. I stared at her, her smile inundating my whole soul with liquid sunshine. She said the words I’d heard a thousand times from her in my dreams.

Ah’m pregnant.

Not a second passed before I engulfed her in all four arms, pulsating heart ricocheting through both of us as I clutched her to me. Wordlessly I looked up into her eyes, tear-stricken joy in mine before I kissed her deep. And held her, and swayed with her, and eventually choked out a laugh. Then another one. Then my voice came, hearty and wet and loud as hell. “Pregnant!! How?? When? How long have you - is it mine?!” I laughed again, pulling her in tight and never letting go. “How are you feelin-shit! All those times you were sicky, baby… all the way back then?” Everything was colliding in the most amazing ways, a cosmic rainbow unfurling over our world.

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‘‘Ah missed ya too.’’ More than he could ever imagine. Her entire day, no, the last week had been building up to this moment. To her embracing him like this and putting the rose in his hair. He was so impossibly cute, the most handsome murderer and lover in the whole universe and he was hers, just as she was all his. Soon they were going to be parents together, something she had known about for a little while, but only now was the realization dawning on her. Just how lucky she was to get to raise children with her soulmate, things she would hella never have seen coming before their meeting in the Disney store all those years ago! She chuckled when he called her cute. ‘‘A cutie ta match yer gorgeous-self!! Ah’m gonna demand some selfies with ya later.’’ She teased, wanting the memory of this day to live forever in her mind and in her photo albums.

‘‘Course ya do! Ah wanted ta make ya somethin’!’’ She wrapped her arms around him while she occupied one leg, leaning into him so that her heartbeat would resonate and send little signals through his body. Could he feel it? How nervous she was? How committed she was to loving him until the heat death of the universe? She let out a little quiet hum, closing her eyes for a brief moment as she relished in the feeling of having his fingertips explore her hair. ‘‘Ah did, all in secret too.’’ Her index finger traced a soft line down his jaw as she looked for his reaction. Happy, glittering diamond tears in her eyes as she said what she had been waiting so long to say. This moment had been a shared dream of theirs for who knows how long.

She wrapped her arms around him too, she only took a split second to get lost in his eyes before she kissed him back. She cried with him, laughed with him, and experienced the happiest moment of her life so far with him to its absolute fullest. ‘‘It is!’’ She chuckled back, ‘‘Whose else? They’re both yers!’’ Her voice lowered to a comforting whisper as she sat there, heart and soul wrapped around him. Her hand would gently search for his, leading it up to rest on her tum. ‘‘It’s twins. Our family is about ta get a lot bigger.’’ She grinned, quickly reassuring him that everything was okay. ‘‘Ah’m fine, Ah’m fine! Ah’ve never been happier, never felt better than Ah do right now.’’ When she looked into his eyes, it was almost as if she could see and feel that cosmic rainbow. ‘‘Ah love ya, Chuchu.’’

CHUCK MCCOY

[CHUCK MCCOY]

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Despite my nervousness, for what I hella ain’t even able to name, a giant fire lit up my heart. Just thinking about the first time we took selfies together, some Halloween years ago where I knew any trace evidence of myself on her phone was a danger to her. How long we’d come together, to be with someone who’d so faithfully stand by a scumbag like me. I owed her nothing less than the whole world and everything she’d ever want in it. “All the selfies you want, baby,” I started, smirking as my hand coasted down her side, “just know that you’re the cuter one.” Always was, always would be. My better half, hella outta my league since day one. How the hell’d I get here? What God did I help in some other life to trick her to falling in love with me like this? Years and years our love went on, deeper by the day, and a huge chunk of me still ain’t believe my luck. She was one in a hundred billion and then infinitely more sweet, beautiful, badass beyond that. My moongirl, brighter than any other star or luminary in orbit.

My heart richocheted all the faster when her soft arms wrapped around me. Every now and then, I had an out of body experience where I hella realized all over again that a beautiful girl was holding me, touching me. I always hella thought Kazashi was the most gorgeous bewitching succubus I’d ever seen but every now n’ then it’s like, holy shit. Like right now. The voluminous sheen in her auric eyes, the joy over her face, was it… a sense of nervousness too, just like me for real for real?? What was she about to say? Her fingertip tracing my jawline then was my only anchor to earth, cause my heart was a thousand miles skyhigh seeing what she embroidered into the sweater.

I was so hella happy, shock hand in hand with ecstasy beyond belief and her hand in mine I could barely think anything. Just straight joy. There were no words for that feeling, for the fact that our whole lives changed in that one moment. Like the chords tying our fates together grew stronger, deeper, electrified with gold permanence. Just I caught a breath, laughing so hard and hella choked up, she said more beautiful things to throw me off axis.

Twins.

And mine too. WHAT?! I ain’t know who else they could be bu-wait twins?! My brain did flips in my skull, so damn happy all I could do was sway as I hugged her tighter and tighter and refused to let her go. That she’d never been happier, feeling as she did now… “Me too baby. I love you so much.” The look in her eyes said it all, mine too as I took her hand and kissed her palm, tracing kisses down her wrist till I got to her tum. “I love you,” I repeated lowly, softly between kisses, kiting a path to her tum. “N’ you and you…” I cleared my throat afterwards, biting back tears, before kissing her slow and deep again on the lips. “Alright ma.” I coughed hella loud, throwing my hands out!! “Wait, that’s weird as ■■■■!! F-forget I said it, Zāzā!! Uhm I mean, love of my life and my kids!! How do ya wanna celebrate?!” My face was hella hot!!

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She giggled, arms around him as she leaned in to give his forehead a big fat kiss. ''If ya say so Ah'll believe it!'' Even though she knew he was her better half at the end of the day. It was almost bizarre to think back to her high school days, how insecure and scared of everything she had been. Through his love she had gotten a taste, just a drop of his confidence and she was a changed person. Sometimes when she looked back at those old pictures so fondly, especially that Halloween selfie, it almost felt like the Kaz in those pictures was from an entirely different world. So different from her current self and yet they were united in their love, worship and complete simping for their perfect soulmate!

If any such thing as a complete moment existed, to her, this was it. Sat together with Chuck, on top of him on the couch with her arms wrapped around him, drinking in his every beauty and charm with her eyes and lips, intoxicated and alive in their cosmic dance of love. She had something special with him that she could never have with another person. Their shared connection, the way their hearts and souls intertwined, accentuated by the nanite wedding ring ink. Of course, her thoughts went right out the window too, all she could feel was this moment with him, the absolute joy that enveloped the both of them like a soft blanket. That he was just as happy to hear the news as she was, it made her endlessly happier!! Her heart was on an elevator with him and they hella weren't even close to reaching the top floor! She laughed, cried, swayed with him kissed him all over a million billion times so many times she lost count!!

She giggled with each kiss against her palm, traced all the way down to her tum. When he said what he did, even to the little ones, Kaz couldn't help but shed a couple more tears. ''Ah think they heard ya.'' She choked, smiling down at him. ''The voice of their dad.'' She wrapped her arms around him as he kissed her deep on the lips, returning the love tenfold until her heart teetered on exploding! ''What?'' She chuckled, blushing that he had said it so casually, but also highly amused by how flustered he had made himself. ''But it's true! Ah'm the ma so that makes ya the pa.'' She grinned, cupping his cheek with her hand to feel the hotness in his red face. ''How about a selfie?''

And she was gonna hella get the jump on him! Making sure to kiss his cheek lovingly right as she snapped the photo. Chuck in all his glory wearing his little rose crown. He was perfect. Her definition of perfect was Chuck McCoy and everything he was and stood for. ''We could eat some of that sushi too.'' She took his hand in hers, ''Want me ta paint yer nails after?'' She held her own hand up. ''Mine aren't painted either.'' She grinned.

CHUCK MCCOY

[CHUCK MCCOY]

✧ RIP ✧

A thousand lifetimes of love. It’s what I felt when she gave my forehead the fattest kiss, what I knew simply just being cuddled up next to her like this. It hurt to love somebody so much, whole chest aching whenever our jobs kept us apart, whenever I even let my damn pea-sized brain start thinking of what could happen. With Kazashi, from Day One I knew hope. Hope of getting outta my hella whack-ass circumstances, the mortifying places I’d put myself in as a result of my own bad decisions. It was the highest love, and the only way I could return even a small fraction of it was to protect her, love her, do everything in my power to make her happy, and soon enough to make our whole happy bunch all the safer, too.

I practically choked at the words she said next, the idea that they heard me. Staring up into her sunlit, gorgeous auric eyes, I tugged my arms all the tighter around her as she did for me, practically rocking us as we sat there after the kiss. “Hope they get your accent.” I was damn sniffling!! “Your heart, your badassery, your style, your unfailable ability to see the good in the world. And holy ■■■■, your height baby!! YOUR LOOKS!” What the hell could they get from me?! Regen, hopefully without the dying aspect of it!! I was hella gonna teach em how to shoot a gun but that ain’t exactly a genetic ability I could pass onto our spawn! I was blushing, hella deep, hiding my face into her soft skin when she said what she did. Seeing her blush made me fall in love with her all over again, thought I couldn’t get any deeper than this but I just kept falling more everyday for her. Every moment. This one hella ain’t the last. “I’m the pa,” I repeated, starstruck in her. I was hella into the daddy thing but now it was different!! Then I grinned. Taking my phone out for the selfie really helped me, helped for my hands to have something to do when my heart and head were hella short circuiting in love. “Hella selfies, baby!!” My face practically melted when she cupped my cheek, a hella big grin spilling out my dimples!! Then I took a thousand selfies of us, craned us into every angle, every possible position, just loved her so much it still felt unreal to see us in one frame together.

The one with her kissing my cheek? Hella saved to heart and would add one to my Civilian wallet, too. The blue guy? Luckiest man on earth. Side by side to the most amazing, most spellbinding soulmate beyond all imagination. “Hella sushi, baby.” I grinned big, holding her securely with one arm while the other reached to prep the food!! Practically blinking away tears, I was ecstatic to paint our nails too! “What color you want, hun? Want a frenchie, a box?” I was grinning!! I’d gotten hella good at doing nails, just for her!

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She grinned after kissing his forehead, her heart so impossibly happy and full that the love was practically spilling right out of her eyes and her fingertips, as she brushed soft strokes into his cheeks with her thumbs. The little moments like this was what she looked forward to every day. It was what kept her going on those long shifts, those stressful scenarios where she would be saving lives, all she could think about was Chuck. He was the one that kept her going. All that love she absorbed from him and their long cuddle sessions, it was what made her the hero she had become. Confident in herself, tenacious, stronger, all because of him. She wouldn't even dare think what could happen to him on the job. He was stronger than that, tougher than anyone. No one could bring her Chuck down, that was what she told herself. Doubly so now that they were going to be parents soon. Unstoppable on all fronts, that's how far love would carry them, love for each other and their children. A family built on love, by two people who had only found it thanks to finding each other. Pluto and Charon waltzed, dancing their cosmic dance in a seemingly infinite darkness, but even in the middle of the cold abyss they could start a spark, and bring their own light into the world.

She didn't actually know whether they heard him or not, but she hella wanted to believe it. That their lil ones could already recognize their dad by his gorgeous voice. ''My accent?'' She giggled, ''ya want 'em ta sound like they're from my little corner of Okinawa?'' She curled into herself when he started complimenting all the things about her he hoped their kids would get. Blushing profusely, ''y-yer looks!'' She stammered out, grinning like mad. ''Yer charm, yer courage, yer eyes an' yer lips.'' She kissed her index finger and pressed it up to his lips. ''An' yer English! Yer language skills are hella the best, Ah bet ya will be a natural at helpin' with their homework.'' She beamed. ''Yeah, pa an' ma, the best parents in Japan.'' She leaned in to give his selfie arm a quick peck, love-drunk on him and the happiest moment she got to share with him. She giggled as they went through taking selfies from every angle, the only constant was that she couldn't keep her hands off him in every single pic!! ''Frenchie sounds fun.'' She said, leaning her face into his chest as he held her, basking in his comforting warmth. ''How about a red ta match my horns?'' She grinned, ''what about yers? What color are ya feelin'?'' She couldn't help but wonder if they would be doing this with their kids too. Chuck the hella most masculine dad painting his nails and theirs like a pro. She could picture them sitting here clear as day, playing on the couch, painting their nails and she would come in with some pastries and hot choco, secret family recipes of course!! Anything and everything to pamper her husband and their kids.

Before any of that however, she would try to grab a piece of sushi and hold it up towards Chuck! ''Ta a happy life.'' She offered him the piece, beaming, sniffling.

CHUCK MCCOY

[CHUCK MCCOY]

✧ RIP ✧

She was my everything. Life began where Kazashi McCoy stood and ended where she ceased. It was truth surging through my blue veins, cheeks flushed where she touched and alive as if my cold, dying cells never knew a pulse till they met her. As if?! It was hella true!! I ain’t know the meaning of life itself, my purpose till I met her cause she was it. Grinning, I leaned up and in for a kiss, so impossibly addicted to the wonder that was my moongirl. Spun my whole world around, the tide of me and everything I was made to do on earth. To be her husband, father of her children was such an intoxicatingly powerful idea I had to double check every now and then that I ain’t dreaming it all up. How could someone like her even fall for someone like me in the first place?!

I kiss her neck profusely, doubly so when she starts blushing!! Like it was a game of covering every centimeter of her rose skin with my lips, suck the color of her into my soul. Among other things. “Hell yeah your accent, baby!!” I grin. “Best accent of all Japan, hell, all earth!” Hella beat whatever SoCal accent of mine I still couldn’t shake!! I started picturing mini-Kazashi’s running around my knees, singing in an accent like hers and nearly felt myself choke just thinking about it. Then all the sweet things she said came and a hand shot up to the back of my neck, a nervous sound strangled from my throat. It ended just as her fingertips came to my lips and my own hand came up gently over her wrist, rubbing, circling, firmly holding. “Heh, I ain’t know ‘bout charm or courage.” I only acted like I did because I knew Kazashi was on the other side. Ain’t know how to say that out loud in the moment or if I ever could, but everything I did was for her. I brought my other fist up triumphantly. “They’re gonna be hella good at English!!” And I was ready to teach them whatever thug-ass version of English became mine!! They’d be better than me at grammar by five years old! And if not, they’d swiftly learn how to cheat off each other in class to get ahead anyway! ■■■■ public education!! But she spoke straight bars. We’d be the best parents, ones like we never knew.

I laugh when she kisses my arm, lean in to do the same under her neck, on her lips, shoulders, I couldn’t get enough of her!! So in love with my moon girl it was impossible to be without her. With each selfie that snapped I couldn’t stop thinking about her, her scent I wanted to drown in, then vaguely what funny faces our kids would make finding these selfies one day. It made me all so happy a dark part of me stood right up, wondering what would go wrong. I snap out of it hella quick, kissing her deep one more time before turning to her nails. “Hella frenchie then!! Red looks good on you,” I breathe her in, grinning while holding her down to whisper, “like everything does.” An arm reluctantly left hers only to reach for the polish on the coffee table. Then my heart sung hearing her question. What color was I feeling? It sounded so simple, but before we met I’d never be able to answer that question. The world was colorless, one monotone slog into the nothingness of the next day. Kazashi filled my palette, fueled a palate and my appetite, too. Wondered if I ever knew hunger before meeting her, starved for her everyday now.

“Red too so we match!” I grin, popping the sushi she offered into my mouth next. “Thank you, baby. A happy life.” I swallow, then lean in to kiss her deeply. I lock eyes with her auric own, so in love with everything she was all over again. Then I leaned back, making grabby hands towards her feet. “Gimme those toes!!”

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