Ayy Mamono; Bad end

  "How long had it been"?, a question I kept asking myself as the intergalactic expedition fleet had left our system. I was lying to myself again though. At the back of my mind I knew exactly how long it had been, the data tablet that she'd given to me as a means to keep in touch. It painfully reminded me every time I checked it to see if she had sent me something, even a picture. I treated that data tablet like a sacred relic, it was all I had left of her since her and the others that were stationed aboard their Planetary landing ship. Sometimes I'd lay at night staring up at the ceiling wondering about her, if she was ok. My thoughts drifting to the time we had spent together, those moments where her and I shared intimacy and indulged in the other's body. Sometimes the tears started to well up at these thoughts because I knew I'd never be able to see her again.

  As the years go on I feel that sadness becoming more and more unshakable, the data pad's screen showing signs of scuffs and smudges. While she and a few of the other engineers aboard the lander were kind enough to rig the pad she gave me to work with earth outlets as to keep it charged. Part of me was scared to wake up one day and find that last bit of her gone, that inevitable day when the data tablet wouldn't turn on, all those messages sent between us, their contents ranging from simple questions and inquires about each other's life to more adult themes. The photos and videos allow me to remember her voice, playing them back every so often. Though sometimes it gets too painful knowing she's gone and I break down and cry.


  Sometimes other thoughts cross my mind, in all our times being intimate was my seed ever compatible with her? Could I possibly have a daughter or maybe a son. Like the other painful thoughts I couldn't help but feel upset and sad knowing that if she had given birth to a child born from our love it would never know me, I'd be a fairy tail she'd tell it as a bed time story. Maybe show it pictures of our time together on earth. I guess I'll never really know, all I have left of are the memories we created and my dreams.

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The above was originally done and submitted as a guest but I figure I add it back, this is a 'bad end' to a story I came up with. The concept is that the space fleet decided not to integrate a portion of it's people into Earth's population, of course these leads to MC and the Ushi-Oni he had gotten with to part ways