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[zee-writes-and-draws]

Could I request a Raian Kure with an fem s/o who he sees again after disappearing not by choice, but they do keep in contact. Maybe she returns with baby girl. Bonus if Erioh is completely taken with her like Karla. (og sent from sol-chibi-writer)

A/n: @sol-chibi-writer no prob! (Sorry this is so late, my laptop deleted my go draft and i got caught up in appointments and essays, so i only had time to re-write this a few hours ago.)

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Whatever Raian was expecting, it wasn’t her running into the Kure home. Her irregular footsteps, her voice, her cheesy slacky grin, he hadn’t seen those in almost a year. It can’t be her, she left, but it is.

Normally Rain wouldn’t let anyone this close, but here he was, being hugged to death by her. It had to be her. The grip on his upper back instead of lower, the slight smell of dying but not yet dead flowers, the scars on her forehead all confirm it. Only she knew where that one ticklish spot on his back was, and she was pressing it now the way she always did.

“I’m back, I’m back, it’s me Raian, it’s me”

“(Name), where the hell did you go? Why did you go! WHY!” Maybe Raian should be relieved she’s back, but he’s mostly pissed. (Name) left almost a year ago and, sure, she called, but she promised to be back in April! It’s fucking October now! “WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU GO YOU ROTTEN-” Thank god she kisses him then because he had no actual insult planned there.

“Look, Raian, I didn’t want to leave, I got kidnapped. They took all of my stuff, and their home base was in fucking Hicksville, Michigan. I got out after about two months, but with the injuries and the, other thing, I couldn’t come back until about now.” Okay, that might be a semi-valid excuse to not have answered the phone and calling him from a payphone instead, but what injury could hold (name) back for that long? Raiain had seen this woman catch bullets and run on broken bones. She didn’t get that injured.

“Why did they kidnap you? And what “other” fucking thing?”

“Well, a) because I was, err am, was, your girlfriend, and b) I, ummm, kinda,” she’s stalling. The last time she stalled was never.

Bad sign.

“I, uhhhh, waskindasortapregnantandgavebirthandwehaveadaughternow.”

Pause.

What.

“We,” he motions to both of them, “we have-have kid? You-Y-You were pregnant?” Smooth, he knows, but the fuck? When?

“Yes. You needed a kid to help with the whole ‘Kure clan strength’ thing. Erioh said I was a good candidate because I was strong enough. We both agreed to not use protection once we both found out we were clean. You came in me. That’s how children are made.” (Name)’s slow semi-patronizing explanation, combined with her how unhooking what he thought was a backpack to reveal it as a backwards baby carrier, makes the situation fully sink in.

“How old’s she?”

“Four months. She has your eyes, and your annoying tendency to bitch whenever I leave the room for longer than an hour.” There’s no venom in either of their voices.

“She got a name yet?”

“I was thinking we could decide together, but-” Whatever (Name) was about to say is drowned out by the people running in.

“See, I told you, Reichi! (Name)’s back!”

“She is, Henzo, so you were right. Gramps, she’s holding a baby. (Name), is the baby-”

“Yep. All black eyes, just like her daddy over here.”

“Let me see her! Quickly! Hello, my great-great-little granddaughter, hello!”

“Give me my fuckin kid back!”

“Watch the language, (Name)!”

“Shut it Henzo! That’s our kid gramps just stole, she’s allowed to swear if he doesn’t GIVE US THE FUCKIN KID BACK!”

“My beautiful great-great-granddaughter.”

“Let me go, Reichii!”

“Fuck you!”

“Watch the fucking language!”

Whoever this child ends up taking after, she’ll certainly have a delightful family to deal with.

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