Douma x Akaza ~An unexpected connection~

The Final Chapter :)

Yes I drew that, I know it looks ugly, just so you have some idea of what the kids look like. But feel free to imagine them looking however you like! :D

A glance in the future 

Louder tapping of multiple feet could be heard in the home of Akaza and Douma. Akaza could never get a moment of peace in this household.

A few moments later a young boy could be spotted dashing from living room trough the kitchen, in which the stubborn pink head of a Uppermoon currently was.

"No running in the kitchen, Akama." The little pink haired boy's smile faded and evolved to a worried expression, since he hates making his beloved "mother" mad. Akaza always thought the kid was too afraid of making mistakes and quiet, even within his own family.

"I-I'm sorry, mummy!" -he yelled, slowing down and starting to run as soon as he entered the next room. He truly was a good child but sometimes...

Turning to face the table again, not even cutting one piece of Human meat, because he could hear loud footsteps once again.

"I said NO-"..but he couldn't finish his sentence.

"Akaza..!!~" This time he was greeted by no other than his beloved "husband".

"Douza was punching me again..! T^T" Akaza sweat dropped at the behavior of his Love. He hasn't changed at all. Even though Akaza wouldn't admit it, he was glad. He loved Douma just like he was and had always been.

"Seriously Douma..! You're her father, learn to gain the respect of your own god damn children!"

"..." Douma didn't dare to say anything, but the violent behavior of his Daughter towards him was most likely Akaza's fault. The young lady had learned much about women rights and which words are considered offensive against them.

She also tends to "overreact" like her "Dad"..

A door was heard flying open and soon the little devil was coming after Douma again.

"Chaa!!" Ready to punch her father in the back, sprinting in the kitchen- However her punch didn't land as planed, instead her father had stopped her, by simply grabbing and holding her up in the air.

"Let me go..!! Dad tell Douma to let me down!"

"..*sigh*, how many times do I have to tell you Douza-"

"But Dad..!! He disrespected women!" Douza complained still hanging in the air.

"Well that doesn't make my back hurt any less!" Douma wanted to be a part of the conversation, which was indeed supposed to be about him too and not just about Douza.

"We're Demons Douma! Even if your back was hurting, it should be healed within seconds."

"Hmpf!-But I'm still the victim here!" Douma exclaimed, sounding offended.

"Excuse me..! I'm still up here-Oww!! Father!?" Douma had let go of his Daughter slightly annoyed, although with no intentions of harming her.

"..so what is your reasoning for attacking your father, Douza?"

"Well.., why won't we let him explain it himself?" Douza said looking smug, knowing very well what she was doing.

Douma was now trying harder to keep his smile up, his eyes meeting Douza's. She stared back intensely. So they continued to have a staring contest.

"Very well then. What are you waiting for Douma?" Akaza didn't like waiting.

"..alright! We basically had a conversation about body strength and I said that female body's are built differently, more fragile.." Akaza examined him.