How To Create A Demigod (Yatori fanfic)

Out of Love

The nights I wake up in a cold sweat are the ones that scare me. I look beside me to see my sleeping wife peacefully dreaming. But I on the other hand, can't seem to close my eyes without something heavily distracting me.

I don't wake her, but I do get up. Looking to the alarm clock, it ticks onto 3:30 AM.

I groan and step out of the covers, placing them back on Yori's shoulders. I see the bulge in the blanket over her and I smile. Our little child grows more everyday. I honestly can't wait.

I lazily meander into the hallway, and I pass Yukine's room. I carefully creak the door open to see him sleeping with the pillow over his head. There's something else too. A smaller shadow sitting on top of him. It looms over him. Then it yawns.

I stand puzzled for a second.

I avert my gaze and close the door. Okay, my son has a pet and never told me. That's cool, I mean as long as Yori isn't allergic.

I shrug as I walk back down the hall and into the kitchen. I raid the fridge for whatever is leftover, and make the trek back to the bedroom. 

I stop by the room I'd been keeping secret from Yori and Yukine.

I open the door and walk into the furnished room; taking in the sight. It's still partially empty, but when we have a baby shower in a few weeks it should be more furnished. I began circling the crib in the center of the room. I'm still baffled by how in a few months a little infant will take to calling this their room and their home. They'd call Yori and I Mom and Dad, and I just can't wait for that.

As I go back to the room, I see my wife sitting up rubbing her eyes. She grabs the water bottle off the nightstand and reaches for the drawer. I assume she's looking for pain reliever.

I go to her aid and assist the small task she wants to accomplish. Tossing her the white bottle of pills, I slide back into the blankets on the master bed.

She administers herself her pain killers, and slumps back onto her mountain of pillows. Her face looks sweaty, and I begin to think it's what happened to me. Nightmares.

I rub the top of her back; pressing little circles onto her shoulder blades. 

"You okay?" I whisper.

Her magenta eyes meet mine and we exchange a look of worry.

"I-I'll be okay,"

I wipe the sweat from her forehead and pull her into a side hug. She chuckles and then sighs.

"It's gonna be okay," I repeat.

She rests her head on my shoulder, then lets it drift to my chest. I lean back as I take her with me.

She lays across my chest as I softly move my fingers through her chocolate colored locks. She doesn't reject the invitation to sooth her, in fact she allows me to keep calming her down.

I murmur to myself as she relaxes back into sleep. I still can't sleep, but I know I'll have to try. Yori would nag and scold me if I didn't make an attempt to fall back asleep.

I close my eyes and began to drift off like she has already. I can't find anything to dream about in this darkness. The abyss is too great to imagine hardly anything at this point. But instead of seeing something tragic and negative, I see hope. I see... the future.

And it's beautiful.

I can see a house decorated and homey. It's comforting and I can hear a child's laughter manifesting from the backyard. Turning the pillar to the back patio, I see a family of not four, but five.  And they're happy. Content. And calm.

My eyes jolt open and I sweat again.

My hand reaches up and tosses my bangs back. I look down to Yori who's satisfied with being back asleep.

I reach down to rub her shoulder, and I see her shift indicating that her stomach was bothering her.

She's on her side now and I turn to spoon her. Doing this is not only adorable, but I have intents with this position. My arms come up to her large stomach and I feel for movement. I can feel kicks and sure enough, there's a baby incubating in there.

But when my right hand grazes to her right side, I can feel different movement. My eyes widen again. I was right. She already knew too.

I gasp in surprise and Yori turns her head. She's smiling. Her eyes crease open and she redirects my hands to her baby bump.

"It's crazy right?" she whispers.

I nod because at this point I'm at a loss for words. I can literally only communicate through actions. I'm speechless.

"I found out a few weeks back. I'm pretty sure Yukine already knows too. It's a matter of time before family and friends are on our case, Yato,"

Once again, I nod; grasping the silky fabric of her nightgown.

"Is there something wrong?" she asks me with growing concern.

"N-Not in particular, I just... I had a vision and it was clearly proved right."

She inquires upon this, and as I elaborate, I remember a very important piece of information.

"Oh hold that thought," I tell her.

She frowns and gives me a look. Or rather a glare. 

I turn away and think.

"Ah! So guess what I found out?"

Her eyes light up with the new topic.

"I passed Yukine's room, and I'm pretty sure he took in some animal outside. It's like his pet now. It's still in his room. Sleeping on him. It's pretty cute," I announce with a smirk.

Yori grins.

"That's nice. I think that's admirable of him. Caring for somebody other than himself. He doesn't seem very interested in 'them'." she elaborates cupping her hands around her waist.

I smile and agree with her.

"Our little family seems to have grown quite a bit," I tell her closing my eyes.

She lays her hand across the blanket, making a firm indent over her bump. She scoffs to herself then faces me.

"It really has. Hey we should get some rest then consult Yukine over that pet later," 

I stare into her pink irises and she smirks at me. Our faces meet, and she kisses me. I kiss back with more force than she originally started with. And because of her initiating a powerful kiss, I'm taken back by how much I love her. A shinki captured my heart. I've never felt more proud and happy before.

She brought back so much light into my life. And I think I did the same with her. She's more open, out-going, still a bit too cautious, but she keeps us all together. Like a glue.

And everything I do for Hiyori Iki, I do out of kindness. And respect, but most importantly, love.

I end up forgetting about the nightmares and negativity. Because then I'm pushed down on the bed and she focuses on just us. Nobody else but us. Suddenly I feel myself grinning like an idiot all over again.

-Hiya! Not dead yet! First completed chapter of 2019 y'all. Enjoy this fluffiness before it goes back to the regular story. ~Leith