~Yosafire's POV~

It's been a few days as I gently brushed Kagome's hair. "Mother," I jolted out of my trance like state and looked down at the familiar lime green hair she inherited from me, "I heard father saying he wants to fully become a responsible father and marry you, but Uncle Sherbet is always standing guard and won't let father approach you. He wants to see if you can make Uncle Sherbet stand down for him to be able to approach you." That's right. Sherbet stayed with me as a bodyguard and doesn't trust many, heck, he doesn't even trust the children of his fellow comrades and sneers their way whenever they try to approach me to give me gifts trying to gain my forgiveness. "I doubt Sherbet would let his guard down that easily by just me asking him, remember your grandfather has more command over Sherbet than I do," I simply hummed as I looked over to the table with tons of gifts from other worlds and from the village.

"What am I suppose to do with all those gifts anyway?" I hummed to myself as I pulled Kagome's hair into a simple high-ponytail. She looked back at me as she looked over at the bed where Tsumuri laid down on Glasses lap as he read a little story to him. I was amazed when Sherbet let him get close without attacking him. Father must've told him the good deeds Glasses have done in able to Sherbet to trust him so close to me. "Uncle Glasses seems to be having fun reading the fairytale to brother, mother," she looked up at me and gave a warming smile. I nodded my head as I set the brush down on the wardrobe desk. "Mother can I do your hair?" it was a simple question, Kagome asked as she stood up and stared back at me. Living in the Gray Garden feels like I belong once more. Sitting down I pulled the pin I got from the council as a part of the tradition of naming me the princess of the Gray World, which surprisingly father approved of such things and even came back to work as the 'Head Demon' for Kcalb.

The other ancestors were also back but they barely interacted with their descendants and mostly paid attention to me. Living in a sizable hut on the outskirts of the village gave me room and time to think about a few things. I felt the gentle tug of the brush go through my hair as I closed my eyes and softly sighed. Justim agreed to the terms after Etihw spoke up against him and threatened to hate him if he didn't comply to such things, father also said that he agreed and then to only find out he's a retired Devil of the Sun. Siralos said he had no idea or didn't do anything, but we all know, everyone lies even the Gods. Being the 'Mother' Phoenix I was given gifts to gain such a glance of my beauty. Glad thing Sherbet and father were there to block such views, I felt overwhelmed and cornered. "Mother, are you alright," I opened my eyes and looked up at Kagome. 

"Yes sweetie," I sighed and looked at the mirror, "I was just thinking that's all." I felt the gentle wind from outside blow into the room. "Sis," I jumped at the familiarity Glasses gave me, "do you hold any grudges with others?" I turned as much as Kagome allowed me to as I looked into the shades he always wore, faintly see his glowing purple eyes. "Why would I hold such feeble things Glasses?" I spoke softly as Tsumuri sat up and reached for Glasses' shades, "no I do not hold such things, I just wish for some time with my thoughts and children. Then I'll decide the outcome I wish to have, is that understandable Glasses." Tsumuri grabbed Glasses shades and placed them on his nose and tried to mimic a swag pose to the best that he could. "How do I look mama," he smiled as Glasses plucked the shades once more off his face and placed them on the window sill. 

"Now, now don't play too much with your uncle's shades," I gave a light chuckle as Glasses came over and took over the brushing. "You don't have to do this," I began but Glasses still did my hair as I felt the gentle tugs that felt like he was braiding my long hair. Sighing I let him bring my hair into the braids and the light tugs here and there. "There done," he exhaled as I felt my hair and felt the familiar braid of just a simple braid, "they want to meet the lovely 'Mother' Phoenix and wanted to see such natural beauty in you, sis, " I heard him sigh as he moved passed Kagome and picked up the pin and went back to my hair again, "besides I met several Gods and Devils as a child and I know what they expect to see and pray on the ones that look weak and carefree. Just stay by me and they won't dare touch you unless they want to upset me or the ancestors."

I looked in the mirror to see my hair up into a simple style of high-ranked braid-bun. "Why do they expect so much?" I was curious and wanted to know more about such things considering I will be put on the spotlight. "They are greedy and disconcerned on others perspective and only think for themselves such as Siralos and I believe another one, but I can't quite remember their name. But the world of Witches wants to see the new descendant of the 'Mother' Phoenix and they wish for a woman that is gentle and kind, because of your natural instincts you already have those traits. That's what Chlomaki informed us on when Justim decided to not be an ass and accept the conditions after Kcalb started to show his power to everyone. Being the last of the pure Noir family line does have some advantages that can be quite cumbersome if you mess with them the wrong way," Glasses spoke, sounding more educated than he edged on by his looks. 

I heard the light knocks on the door as Kagome ran over to get the door. "Father?! What are you doing here? Wait where's Mr. Sherbet?!" Kagome expressed as I turned to see Licorice standing in the doorway. "He left to talk to Yosaflame and this was the only chance I can get to see your mother," he looked up at me with sad eyes that tried their best to apologize without words, "brother what might you be doing still here?" Glasses grabbed his shades and put them back on and sighed, "helping sis get ready for the coordination of becoming a princess and telling her all that she needs to know about her position of being the 'Mother' Phoenix. Unlike everyone else, well except for a few I wish for sis to have a happy life and be free to do whatever she likes and have her treated right," Glasses placed a hand on my shoulder, "I'll be right back I have to tell Sullivan that he needs to bring his daughter in to escort you to the throne room and to make sure everything is nicely placed."

I nodded my head and sat there as Kagome and Tsumuri left with Glasses asking him questions along the way. Here I am sitting in the same room with the father of my two children, alone. He stood there silently as he looked at the ground. I looked back at the mirror and saw his reflection on the cool surface. "I'm sorry," I jolted and turned back around to Licorice, "I didn't mean to make your life miserable like this. I just wanted...... I wanted to have something I could hold on and not forget..... I didn't think my actions would have dire consequences and I ruined your life to a point where just one little apology would be enough. I made everyone outcasted you and them in turn made everything worst," he closed his eyes and sighed, "if I had the power than I would go back in time and tell my naive younger self to not do such actions and change the outcomes." 

I watched the grief-stricken Licorice turn towards the window. Looking in the same direction I saw the familiar flames of father coming closer as he was in his bird-state flying around directing everyone towards the castle. "I guess I'll see you at the coordination..... 'Mother' Yosafire," I heard the footsteps on the marble floors of Licorice leaving the room. Sighing I looked back at the reflection of me. I'm not mad, nor in rage or any negative thinking, state to think that it was wrong or even civil for many events that have happened during my life. All I can do is look forward and continue with my life like I always have.... 'Mother' Phoenix or not. I am Yosafire. Daughter/ Descendant of Yosaflame, Head Demon. A naive girl with an upbeat personality. But also a loving mother of two children that I love dearly.

"Yosafire," I looked through the mirror and saw Kurotsuno standing there in a light grey dress, decorated with black and red crystals, the dress reaching to her knees, "everyone has arrived and is waiting on you. Are you ready?" I nodded my head and stood up wearing a long Midnight black dress decorated with streamers of red and green. Walking up to Kurotsuno, she held out a hand as I accepted the gesture and she slowly leads me to the throne room. Where I know everyone will be watching me and watching my every movement. Quietly judging me. The doors swung open, light peering through open windows making it blinding to see anything. Taking that first step forward into this room changes everything.........

~~THE END~~