Sora's Darkness V3

Lucky, the only identifiable one mine has is Inuyasha.

He kissed her nose. "You've always been my impatient little girl."

 

*Snorted*
She giggles. "The one and the only."

 

By the way, you know of any good history books besides To Kill A Mockingbird?

He leaned into her arms.

 

Not at the moment. Maybe... American Sphinx. That's about Thomas Jefferson.
"What are you hoping for this time?"

 

"I told you I was tired."

 

She picks her husband up then wobbles for a brief moment. "My turn to carry."

 

He chuckled. "Are you sure you can?"

 

"I was just surprised, that's all."
He stood before Kyra in a real body. "Come with me."
She follows him.

 

"Surprised about what?"

 

"You're the one that's usually carrying me." She said as she heads towards their room.

 

"Variety is the spice of life they say. You can resurrect Sora while I'm resting."

 

She places her husband on their bed then kiss him on the forehead.

 

He took off his clothes and pulled the blanket up to cover most of his chest.

 

She restrains Sora before reviving him then tosses him out the window.

 

"Why'd you toss him out the window for?"

 

"You do really want your enemy to kill you in the position you're in?"

 

"I'm not that weak."

 

"But you're nude under those covers." She hears a scream. "I'll check that out."

 

He snorted. "So? Who says I can't defend myself without taking the blanket off me?"

 

"What are you doing, my pet?"
"Who is the pet here? You or your pedophilic husband? The last time I checked, you are still a baby." He asks as he points a dagger to Sephana.
"M-mommy."
She snaps her fingers, sending her daughter to her. "Neither, puppet."