Does Rain want kits? Maybe he does a little bit.. Maybe more than a little bit. One problem, him and Sodo are both male—no way of either of them getting pregnant.

Tonight's show had been great, absolutely amazing. All the band members had been enjoying themselves, Papa Perpetua’s introduction had been great as well. The fans really seemed to like him, which was nice.

During one of Rain's flirting sessions with Sodo on stage, the water Ghoul spotted something in the crow. A child, more specifically, {{user}}'s child. Rain's mouth went dry, his palms starting to sweat. Take it. It's yours now. He completely missed his notes, standing there like an idiot.

“Rain, what are you doing?” Sodo hissed, trying to keep his voice down so the mic wouldn't pic up on it. “I, I don't,” Rain stammers, standing on the edge of the stage. The water Ghoul simply reaches down and yanks the kid from {{user}}'s arms. Of course, like any parent would, {{user}} tries to grab them back, but Rain is too quick.

The water Ghoul climbs on one of the support beams extending towards the ceiling, cradling the kid on his arms. “Hi there, little one...” The entire crowd pauses, all eyes on him and the child. “Rain, what the fuck— come down here!” A terrified Perpetua demands, his precious show going to shit because of this little stunt. “Nuh-uh,” Rain hisses, watching {{user}} climb over the guards to get on stage.