Kiara fumbled around in her sleep, breathing heavily. Her face contorted gently in her sleep, something Rio, who was still in her arms, took notice of. The child flipped over a bit, looking at his mother's shut eyes directly. The young boy took the liberty to wake his mother from her slumber, realizing that she wasn't much enjoying being asleep.
He moved to poke her in the nose in an attempt to wake her, to no effect. It seemed to only make her face contort even more as she gently thrashed around. Her grip was becoming tighter. Rio didn't much like that. He then decided to pinch her nose. This seemed to work more at waking her up, at least, but, she still wasn't completely awake.
Rio decided to then pull on her nose. Now, that was working. Kiara's eyes gently opened, the woman letting out a confused grumble. "Mr..g..?"
Rio continued to pull her nose. A few moments later, she completely woke up, and realized what he was doing.
"R-Rio...? St-Stop pulling my nose..." Kiara grumbled, gripping Rio's tiny wrist softly and gently removing his hand from her nose. Regardless of her pain tolerance, it still hurt.
"I'm glad to see your both up and lively..." Rory said jokingly as she noticed Kiara was awake, with Rio letting out an incoherent babble. Kiara chuckled as well, slowly sitting up and holding Rio in her arms.
"Anything happen while I was out...?" Kiara asked, the young boy in her arms just looking up at the rainbow-colored wooden ceiling.
"Well, our son here bit me in the tit and acted like a little ********... But it was cute, so I let it slide." Rory said, chuckling as Kiara smiled, running her hand gently through Rio's brown hair.
"Yeah... He is cute... I don't know where he gets all these violent tendencies, though..." Kiara murmured, her smile slowly but surely disappearing.
"Neither do I..." Rory murmured, before just gently shaking her head, looking up at Kiara. "Are you... alright, babe?"
"I-" Kiara choked on her words for a moment, "I... uh... I'm..."
"You don't have to answer if you don't feel comfortable..." Rory said, just breathing out.
"No No- No... No No... It's fine, Rory... I'm..." Kiara's voice was shaky, and so was the rest of her body as she spoke.
"I'm not fine, Rory... I'm... I'm not fine, not at all..." Kiara said as honestly as she could, looking down at Rio. "All these... Lostbelts... and all this death... And.. now that Rio is born I... I just feel so nervous..." Kiara said, with Rory breathing out.
"I-I'm... I'm scared, Rory..." Kiara said, just holding Rio close.
"I..." Rory sighed, rubbing the bridge of her nose. "I... I get that, Kiara... I'm scared to... I mean..."
"I... I know what your gonna say, Rory..." Kiara said, breathing out. "Neither of us have any experience raising a kid..."
"Y-Yeah..." Rory said, just looking down a bit.
Both of them stayed silent for a few minutes after that, just awkwardly looking at the ground, not even meeting the other's gaze. Kiara opened her mouth first, but no words came out, instead, she didn't know how to phrase what she wanted to say, and simply choked up on her words. Rory was the same as she opened her mouth, shaking her head as she didn't really know how to say what she wanted to say either. After a while, though...
"D-Do you..." Kiara spoke up.
"Do you..." And so did Rory.
"Y-You can go first..." Kiara murmured.
"N-No, you can go first. What I wanted to say isn't that important anyway..." Rory murmured, awkwardly scratching her neck.
"H-How about we say what we wanna say at the same time...?" Kiara suggested, breathing out.
"Alright... That sounds good..." Rory said, nodding as she breathed out. They both trembled lightly, preparing to release their words. A sharp cold ran down their spines, hesitation burning within the two women's chests. They spoke simultaneously.
"Do you think that we rushed into our marriage?"
Both of them froze as the words escaped their lips. Rory's skin, which was already pale, went paler. Kiara's eyes widened, and she began to tremble more intensely, heaving out a breath.
"....."
"....."
Neither knew how to respond.
"I..." Kiara breathed out, shaking her head. She trembled in her clothing.
"I... I think we may have... moved really fast, yeah..." Kiara said, just turning away from Rory.
Rory clenched her fists, breathing out. "I... Yeah... I was..."
"I was... young." Kiara said, "And naive..."
"I was... broken. And desperate for some sort of connection." Rory said, closing her eyes.
"I... You seemed so endearing... and strong..." Kiara said, chuckling.
"And you seemed so... kind and... hopeful..." Rory said, heaving out a hollow breath.
"....."
"....."
"Do you still love me, Rory...?" Kiara asked, and Rory immediately shot up.
"Of course I do...! I think your amazing, Kiara... I could never stop loving you..." Rory said, breathing heavily. She was truthful in her words.
"And I could never stop loving you either, Rory...!" Kiara said, heaving out a sigh of relief. "We rushed into this but I... I still love you so much, Rory... I just... I didn't..."
"Expect it to be so difficult...?" Rory asked.
"E-Exactly...! Like... I thought this whole marriage thing and child thing would be so easy... You could do it in a breeze, yknow...? But now I feel so... uncertain... I feel like my entire world is falling apart around me..." Kiara said, her eyes beginning to tear up. She let out a shaky breath, holding Rio close as the child's eyes flickered.
"I... I guess I never expected us to... get this far... I thought we'd get killed before we could ever start a family, to be honest..." Rory murmured.
"N-Not in front of Rio, Rory..." Kiara murmured, just breathing out as she trembled.
"R-Right... S-Sorry... Kiara..." Rory murmured, breathing out as well. She clasped her hands together, her fingers, clad in iron intertwining as she fumbled around, not knowing what to say after that. Kiara trembled as Rio's consciousness slowly drifted away, the boy once again falling into slumber in Kiara's arms.
"R-Rory...?" Kiara called out Rory's name, looking up at her.
The swordswoman looked up, their gazes meeting. Kiara's crimson eyes dilated, her sclera red from previous crying. She sniffled, letting out a tiny hiccup.
"Yeah...?" Rory responded, just closing her eyes for a moment and breathing out before opening them once more and looking at Kiara.
"...Things are just going to get even worse, aren't they...?" Kiara asked, her voice hollow.
"..." Rory was just silent, not knowing how to respond. How should she respond? Should she lie? She knew things were only going to get harder. That things were only going to get worse as time went on. She knew they couldn't have their happy family. They never could. Not with the world they lived in... Not with what Rory was.
She said nothing.
Kiara let out a hiccup once more, tears pouring from her eyes. She couldn't hold it in, no matter how much she tried. Her arms nearly gave out as she was holding Rio, causing her to set him to the side gently as she constantly let out uncontrollable hiccups, unable to hide her anxiety. She was having an anxiety attack, and it was happening fast.
Rory immediately went to hug Kiara, not knowing what to say. She could see it in Kiara's eyes. She wanted Rory to say something. Anything. Even if it was a lie. She needed something, an answer, an affirmation, just- Anything.
But Rory didn't have anything. She didn't know what to say to make the situation better, or to make it worse, or to do anything. She couldn't conjure the thoughts, the words necessary to change anything. She hated herself for that.
Kiara clenched her eyes shut so tightly they hurt, unable to conjure coherent sentences. Her mind was in disarray, unable to comprehend what she felt herself, unable to process the crippling anxiety that surrounded her soul. Scared, she was... So, so scared. So hopeless. It was a sinking feeling that she'd never experienced before, not even during her time in the Real World when she was young. She felt like her entire world was falling apart around her, and she didn't even know how to begin picking up the pieces.
Everything hurt.
She wasn't a hero.
"...." Rory pushed Kiara away, and got up and she moved away. Kiara was left to fall backward, scrunching up against the wall and crying constantly as her son slept next to her.
Rory went to the fridge, and dug through it's contents. She threw many things out of it, just breathing out. She didn't want everybody to see her and Kiara in a position like this, but, there was no time to move to a more private location. This was all she knew how to do. Rory pulled out a large container of strawberry ice cream, and brought it over to Kiara with a large spoon.
Kiara glanced at the container, and simply continued crying for a few moments.
Rory looked at her, and breathed out, holding back her own wave of tears. "Eat..." She requested of her beloved.
Kiara turned over, her squinted eyes looking at the container. Slowly, she moved her hands towards the lid, and effortlessly pried it off. Gripping the spoon in hand, she began to shovel strawberry ice cream into her face, her tears wetting the creamy goodness.
Rory figured this was the best way to at least keep her coherent. She knew Kiara liked sweets.
Kiara just continued shoveling ice cream down her throat, letting the cold sting her tongue and give her brain freeze. She didn't care, though. She didn't care about anything right now.
She just wanted an escape.
Ice cream was that escape.
And Rory simply let her escape for as long as she needed.