Pretty Cure: Next Generation

Chapter 8

Author's Note: I am so sorry for the two years' delay for chapter eight...I've lost inspiration for Pretty Cure since it's been almost nine years I got into Pretty Cure and just...lost interest in anime, I think it was just a phase, but lately I've gone into it Pretty Cure again, only loving the original, Max Heart and Splash Star.

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Episode 8: Expeditions and a attack from Dark Zone!

Nagisa looked over the city on her balcony. The sun hadn't set and almost bouncing onto the hover cars yet, as it was above the city. She looked at her watch and pushed one of the buttons lined up near its little window; 10:12 am. Nagisa then glanced over to Saki who laid on the sofa, sleeping with the television on. She frowned in concern when she recalling Saki explaining what happened yesterday and ...the Pretty Cures. Why did it sound so familiar? Nagisa glanced back over her balcony when the image of her teenage self-appeared in her mind, a sudden yellow plushie would be smirking towards her. Nagisa felt the sudden urge to grab its face to stretch, but her thoughts were interrupted when someone wrapped their arms around her chest. She smiled to herself as she turned to face her husband.

"Welcome back, Fuji-P" He smiled back at her, showing her a banquet of flowers and chocolate box to her face. Nagisa began to wave her arms frantically.

"A-ah, uh...h-happy anniversary!" Fuji-P just giggled at her. They heard a sudden click from the television which had turned off by itself.

"It's okay that you forgot, you look like you have a lot in your mind. It's the anniversary of our first date and... when you escaped death." Nagisa looked at Fuji-P for a while until she remembered both of those events. He approached her; she pouted her lip out, expecting a kiss, but her husband instead held a hand against her forehead.

"Are you sure you don't feel hot? Chills? Anything abnormal?" Nagisa giggled as she took his hand off her forehead.

"Fuji-P, it's been cured twenty-three years ago. Besides, the medicine technology is more advanced now. Remember, the surgery took the cancer out of my cells and... I got damn lucky."
Fuji-P suddenly dropped the gifts and wrapped his arms around her again, pulling her closer.

"And I'm damn lucky to have you," he replied, making Nagisa blush like a tomato.

"F-F-Fuji-P!" Fuji-P only smirked at that reaction, but his expression changed when he noticed Nagisa frowning again. He put his hands onto her shoulders, breathing near her neck. He could feel his wife getting chills as he did that.

"You're bad at hiding emotions, y'know that?" Nagisa pouted, making him giggle.

"Kazumi... has been acting so weird. She looks stressed, tired and I'm afraid it's the symptoms of..." Fuji-P knew where she was going with that statement. He rubbed his arms around hers up and down.

"Nagisa, Kazumi's in all that due to Tomo being missing, remember that." Nagisa sighed.

"If you want to make sure, we can get her a scanner on her body?"
Nagisa nodded in agreement.

"That'd be nice." She smiled at Fuji-P, turning around to give him a kiss.
Fuji-P kissed back; but as their broke up, he let out a giggle. "Ha-ha, I can't believe you used to be embarrassed just looking at me when we were teen."
Nagisa playfully hit him before asking: "Speaking of... do you remember some duo named Pretty Cure?"