Tal was up early that morning. Too early, for his liking. Perhaps it was because he knew Keket’s alarm clock was going to ring soon. She had to put the finishing touches on her exam paper and then head off to her graduate writing class at 10. It amused him that she would rather wake up early and finish than stay up to complete the paper. Then again, she could have finished had not one kiss from him lead to another, and then another, and hands and fingers began to roam about.
He rolled out of bed before her, went into the living room and popped open the fire escape window. He had grabbed his pack of cigarettes from the end table and lit one up. He inhaled, taking in the city air, and then exhaled it out along with the smoke in his lungs. He coughed once or twice, but he felt it was worth it, despite the tiny droplets of blood on his wrist from the coughs.
“And I thought I hid those little bastards away from you,” came a tired but still sultry voice from behind him. Tal turned around and dressed in a very thin white robe stood Keket. Her hair had yet to be brushed, but her waves still looked great in bedhead mode. The robe was haphazardly tied, and the part was more open and low than it should be. Not that this bothered Tal at all. What did annoy him was Keket taking his cigarette and finishing it off herself. She kept one arm underneath her breasts and placed the carton in between them.
Tal laughed. “I have no problem snatching them back out and you know it.”
“You really need to stop with these, bebe,” she said, with less snark and more genuine concern, putting the ashes out on the fire escape metal and throwing the used butt out onto the street below. “They’ll only make you sicker.”
Tal heaved a defeated sigh. “I know, I know…” He placed his elbows on the windowsill. “I’m workin’ in it, K. I promise.”
Keket’s full lips smiled, and after placing the cigarette carton in the end table’s drawer, she pressed herself against his slender back and kissed his shoulders. “Think you can resist temptation for an hour? We can go get some breakfast after my class.”
“No promises,” he smirked.
“Tal…” she narrowed her eyes at him.
“All right, I won’t smoke another cig.”
“That’s what I wanna hear,” she purred. Tal turned around and Keket stood on her toes to kiss his lips. With her arms around him, she asked, “Now are you gonna stay in here or go back to sleep?”
“Sleep’s out of the question now,” he chuckled. He held her closer and smiled. “But I’d rather watch my little minx get dressed than stay in here and have those damn cancer sticks that are within reach tempt me.”
Keket returned his smirk with her own. “I’ll take them in my purse.” She shrugged her shoulders, and the robe slid off of them slowly and delicately. “Come along. I might need your help deciding on what to wear today.” 

He stepped out of the steaming bathroom, dried off from a shower and adorn his boxers for the evening. He closed the bathroom door behind him, and smiled at the sight of his fiancée holding their bundle of joy and singing to her a soft Spanish lullaby. It was all over; Keket had given birth to a healthy, beautiful child, and Tal was more than relieved. Nothing went wrong, and they were finally home and safe.

Aspen, they decided to name her, began to coo more and paw at her mother’s chest. Keket laughed, shrugged the sleeve of her white nightie down and guided the baby’s mouth to her nipple. She laughed more from the sheer eagerness Aspen expressed simply by her actions. Keket was so wrapped up in the bonding moment that she didn’t notice Tal leaving the bathroom doorframe and wrapping his own arms around her from behind. He rested his chin on her tanned shoulder and whispered, “She’s beautiful.” He gave her cheek a peck and continued, “Both of you are.”

Keket giggled and turned to nuzzle his nose. Only moments later did the nursing end and Aspen started to fuss. Keket looked down and then smiled. “She doesn’t even try to hide it. She’s such a daddy’s girl.” She shifted towards Tal and gently gave him the newborn. Like magic, Aspen stopped fussing and buried herself close to her father’s chest.

Tal damn near broke into tears, but he stopped himself by sighing and closing his eyes. Keket crawled back over to him and this time, she kissed his cheek. “Don’t worry, babe. She’ll be fine.”

He was going to protect his little girl, his icy-blue-eyed angel, even if it killed him. He swore to it. 

***

My apologies that it’s so short and sucky, Marina! I’ll do better next time, promises!

The couple had been training with each other for months for their shot at the World Martial Arts Tournament. They passed through the gates, signed in, and wandered amongst the many other participants. Not only humans, but bipedal animals and aliens, as well. Their world had become a rather eclectic place, with the threat of that monster Cell being the harbinger of things to come some years ago.

The two-toned-haired young man turned to his left and noticed Keket smirking and eyeing one of the bystanders. Tall, short-cut hair, a rather garish yellow suit, and two scars on his face. “I don’t think he’s fighting,” the busty brunette sighed. “Such a pity.”

“You wouldn’t even have to lift a finger,” Tal laughed. “Just bent over and show him some cleavage. That’d knock him out cold.”

Keket smirked and tapped her favorite boy’s nose. “Works on you all the time.”

“Hey, no cheating in this tournament, remember?” he smirked.

“Let’s hope I’m not put against you then.” She narrowed her eyes and smiled. “Temptation always gets the better of me, you know, darling.”

Ooh, the fun I can have with this! C:

Tal knew his chances in this battle were shot to hell. His Pokemon team consisted of mostly steel-types, and Keket’s Ninetails, Cocoa, was blowing him out of the water. She was on fire, almost literally, but then again, it was expected of her. She was a fiery woman, and one hell of a competitor.

There was no way he was going to wimp out, though, despite his chances being grim with his last Pokemon. He threw out his Steelix, and the massive metal snake coiled around his master. The imposing size and scary face didn’t faze Keket or her fox Pokemon, but only when he drove down into the earth did they begin to worry. Tal smirked. The tables had turned, and dinner that night was officially on her.