Time Flies

…Embrace the Future

*All elements of Mystere and Kooza belong to Cirque Du Soleil, Ruby-Rose belongs to me, and THERE IS NO MPREG! Simply Solstrom-Love-Mergence-Birth…aka MAGICAL LOVE ;)

Moha shook violently as a strange pain overwhelmed him...his muscles were clenching tight, he was having a simultaneous hot and cold flash...he was breaking out in cold sweat...he could feel a HUGE migraine coming on...

Then he felt a warm pair of arms embrace him, and a charming voice whispering...

"There there...don't fight it..."

He felt a hand of warm, velvet heat against his stomach, where the waves of discomfort channeled from the most, slowly overpowering the pain as the voice whispered...

"EMBRACE IT..."

He felt his body relax into an innocent, peaceful rest he had not had in Years...

...{Forget The Past...}

...{EMBRACE THE FUTURE...}

When Moha-Samedi awoke the next morning, he felt...strangely at peace with himself...minus awakening in the middle of the night, he had NEVER slept so well...it made it harder just to wake up...

That, and a certain someone had shared bed with him that night...Moha sighed, remembering the moment they'd shared...he was still angry at him, but not as much as before...

Trickster's eyes instantly FLASHED open, glowing their other-worldly white, and smiled a smile Moha had never seen upon the Trickster's persona before...a calm smile...a sincere, compassionate, happy-beyond-words smile...

"Good morning," Trickster whispered as he softly kissed the corner of Moha's mouth...Moha actually found himself blushing at the contact...something had changed, he could see that in Trickster's character this morning...but what-?

Suddenly, Moha felt something...move between them...Trickster leg? Why was he moving his leg against his stomach? No no, th-that wasn't a leg...

Trickster smiled as he removed the sheets between them...

Moha gasped in amazed shock as a child, a small girl with chin-length, messy Red hair was revealed, the under-sheets draped around her like a dress as she snuggled into the man in Pink's stomach...

"Sh-she-th-thi-I-you-her-us-WHAT-THE-FLIPPING-DUES-EX-IS-? I-Is-she-?"

"MmmmmmHmmmmmm..." Trickster purred, wrapping one arm around Moha's shoulders to embrace his love-intrest, the other embracing the child between them, snuggling his face into the emcee's shoulder as he whispered, "I told you I'd prove my love to you...what better proof than having a family?"

Moha's breath shook with shaking; mixed emotions...this was a HUGE step in declaring one's eternal love to another...and a violation! They were both men-! And of separate worlds-!

And yet, something swelled deep in the narrator's chest...pride, affection, compassion...LOVE and happiness like he'd never know...yes, the beings of Mystere were his family, yes the little children sometimes called him papa...but to have a child and lover...not even in his wildest dreams could he have possibly IMAGINED...!

Moha felt his emotions collide as tears started brimming in his eyes and pouring down his cheeks...Trickster kissed the tears away, pulling Moha-Samedi into a soft, passionate kiss the Man could no longer deny...until they heard a soft moan between them...they both looked down as the young girl looked up at the two men with sleepy eyes...

Brown eyes...

Moha gasped, "She-she has my-my-"

"She has your eyes," Trickster whispered for him, brushing some of the girl's red hair out of her face, " Brown and warm as the desert sands glowing in the sun..." The girl stared a moment longer before burying her face in Moha's stomach once more...nervously, as not to wake her, Moha found himself pulling the girl closer to him, so her head was resting against his chest to hear his heart...his emotions were slowly settling down as he held the girl closely to him, not wanting to let go...Trickster chuckled at the irresistible fatherly side the usually uptight Narrator was showing...

"T-Trick-"

"Sh," Trickster kissed Moha's cheeks again, kissing away any tears that fell.

"Trickster you-you don't even KNOW how much this means to me...having a child of my very soul...it's everything I've ever wanted...and yet...it scares me..."

"Don't worry...I won't take her away...I wanted to give you a living memory of myself...of US...to prove that I DO love you..." Trickster reached forward to brush his fingers through the girl's hair, pleased on how she came out...

"So...what should we name her?"

Moha hadn't thought about what he would want to name his child...he'd always liked elegant, symbolic names with origins behind them...like Leander, Althea, Armel and Rowan...but looking at this girl...her red hair, remembering her brown eyes...she was warm, like a blanket in winter...yet so beautiful for her age...

"Rose."

"Rose?" Trickster asked, surprised Moha-Samedi would pick out such a symplistic name...but the Narrator wasn't done yet...

"Ruby-Rose"

Trickster chuckled, "I like that...two names that suit her personality...after all, we're both fiery men...and I think this girl's going to be QUITE the romantic when older..."

Moha clutched Ruby closer to him when Trickster said that...

"If you plan on showing her ANYTHING BEFORE she comes of age..."

"You'll hunt me down...GOT IT," Trickster chuckled as he ran his fingers through Moha's messy brown hair, relishing in how similar in texture his hair was to their daughter's, "Of course, I'd look forward to seeing you even then."

Moha exhaled, slightly exasperated...only to be distracted as Trickster embraced him with a single arm again, wrapping the other arm around the girl sleeping peacefully between them...

"I-I never thought the unexpected treasures in life...could be so EXCITING..." Moha whispered, feeling the girl's heartbeat against his own...Trickster chuckled, "Well...that WAS what I aimed to do when I first came here...open your mind and heart to something new...but there was an unexpected twist to the tale..."

"What?" Moha asked, suddenly nervous as Trickster pressed their foreheads together, smiling that sly smile as the Ruby-Rose between them shifted, so she was now hearing both her father's heart beats, their chests her pillow...

"I never expected YOU to OPEN MY Heart...and steal it as well..." he allowed the sentence to drift off as he pulled the Narrator into a passionate kiss...little did either of them see their child's attention at the increase in heartbeat...her eyes flashed open, still warm brown, naturally...but glowing white as a God-like being of passionate power...