This little "sitcom" starring Jun and Kazuya goes out to a friend of mine. It mainly focuses on the married couple, but the rest of the family makes some appearances as well. Enjoy this funny, romantic collection of short stories that I've always wanted to try.

It was a peaceful morning in the Mishima household as Jun Kazama stood over the hot stove, an apron covering her slender frame. She was humming a happy tune as she plopped the eggs into the sizzling frying pan; adding a few basic flavors and spices. Sitting eagerly at the table was her son Jin Kazama, along with her niece Asuka who liked to spend days and nights on occasion. Yep, the whole family was here. All except for...

"KAZUYAAAAA!"

Jun tapped her foot impatiently as she awaited a response from her husband upstairs.

"Where is that... KAZUYA! I'M MAKING BREAKFAST!"

As soon as the word "breakfast" was uttered, footsteps began echoing upstairs and drawing nearer and nearer. Before long, Kazuya Mishima himself had made an appearance in the kitchen with a loud yawn and a groan or two.

"There you are sweetie." Jun said with a smile. "How would you like your- OH DEAR GOD!"

Jun's smile quickly faded when she saw that Kazuya was standing in nothing but his white t shirt and boxers. If that wasn't bad enough, there was a humongous bulge poking out of them.

"Hey, what's cookin? I smell eggs." Kazuya mumbled, rubbing his eyes. He seemed oblivious to the embarrassment and awkwardness he was currently causing.

"KIDS! GO WASH UP!" Jun yelled, getting in front of Kazuya before Jin and Asuka caught a glimpse.

"But... we already washed before we came in here." Jin replied.

"I still see black gunk under your fingernails! GO!"

With a shrug Jin and Asuka got up and ran off to the bathroom, muttering about what a neat freak Jun was. Once they were out of the kitchen, Jun breathed a sigh of relief and turned to Kazuya.

"Hey, nice job getting those whelps out of the room." Kazuya grinned. "Now we can-"

"What the hell are you doing, coming downstairs... like THIS?!" she bellowed, causing Kazuya to wince.

"Ughhhhhh gimme a break, honey." Kazuya groaned. He was still groggy and really didn't feel like arguing right now.

"You know there's other people in the house! You can't keep coming downstairs without pants on!"

"Dammit woman, I work for a living! I'm the CEO of G Corp, so I think I'm entitled to have morning wood in my own house!"

"That's it, you leave me no choice."

Jun reached over and grabbed a photo of Kazuya's father Heihachi that strangely happened to be within the vicinity. In the picture, Heihachi was wearing a black speedo that left very little to the imagination. With an evil grin, Jun shoved it in Kazuya's face.

"AAAAAUGH! NOOO TAKE IT AWAY! TAKE IT AWAAAY! OLD, WRINKLY...SAGGY... GAAAH!" Within seconds, Kazuya's morning erection was a limp noodle.

"Now, go upstairs and put on some pants for God's sake. You're gonna mentally scar our son and niece. GO! Before I glue it to your face!"

"Gaaah, fine! Damn you woman..." Kazuya grumbled as he stomped back upstairs. As soon as he made it upstairs, Jin and Asuka came back into the kitchen.

"Uhhhh Auntie Jun? What the hell was that all about?" Asuka asked.

"Asuka! Language!" Jun scolded. "Your Uncle Kazuya was just being a... well, anyway. Don't worry about it."

As Jun turned back around to resume her cooking, she heard a voice booming from upstairs.

"JUUUUUN! CAN YOU HELP MEEE?"

Jun rolled her eyes and slammed her fists against the counter. "WHAAAAT!"

"I CAN'T FIND MY GOOD PANTS!"

"WHAT GOOD PANTS?"

"THE ONES THAT DON'T HAVE A HOLE NEAR THE DICK AREA!"

Jun banged her head against the counter before turning back around and looking at the kids, putting on her most angelic face.

"Kids? I have to go check on the idiot. Be right back!"

Jun took off the apron and angrily made her way upstairs. In minutes, Kazuya had ruined their pleasant morning. It was so simple: wake up, eat a little breakfast, have a good day. But could Kazuya get that right. Noooo!

"Kazuya, just so you know you better be ready for an ass... kicking?"

Jun looked around the bedroom, but Kazuya was nowhere to be found.

"Honey?"

Jun stepped into the bedroom and scanned the entire area; he was nowhere. She made her way to their bathroom. The door was wide open, but Kazuya had been known to have no modesty when it came to doing his business. But to Jun's surprise, Kazuya wasn't there.

"Where did he go- EEEEK!"

Jun was suddenly knocked onto the bed by a very large frame. She wrestled furiously underneath the large body, her screams muffled.

"AMBUSH, BEEYATCH!" Kazuya laughed. He sat there and laughed for a few seconds before realizing he was suffocating his poor wife. He quickly got off of her, and the first thing he received was a slap to the face.

"You pig!" Jun spat, slapping him once again.

"Oh relax, I was just having fun." Kazuya grinned, rubbing his now painful cheek.

"You do not have fun like that! I was DYING!"

"Aw, I would have let you up before you passed out."

"Ughhh! I wonder why I stay married to you, you son of a-"

But before Jun could finish her curse, Kazuya shushed her with a deep passionate kiss. Jun's eyes widened at first, but she soon closed her eyes and put her arms around her husband, allowing her body to react naturally to the romantic gesture. Kazuya was indeed a douchebag, but his kiss had a way of screwing with Jun's head. Even when she was so mad she couldn't see straight, one kiss from his lips quelled her burning rage.

Kazuya scooped Jun up bridal style and gently laid her out on the bed, a surprising but nice contrast to his roughhousing from a few moments ago. He crawled on top of Jun and resumed his lip work, making sure not to put his full weight against his petite wife.

"Mmm... ahhh Kazuya..." Jun moaned, her voice muffled by his lips.

"Do you forgive me?" Kazuya whispered.

"We'll see." Jun whispered in response with a giggle.

The two of them wanted nothing more than to lay there in each other's embrace and continue their dance of tongues, but unfortunately there were still two hungry teens downstairs.

"MOOOOM! I THINK THESE EGGS GOT OVERCOOKED!"

Jun broke the kiss immediately. "Shit, I forgot the eggs! Ah, they're probably ruined! Kazuyaaaa... you distracted me..."

"Hey, don't act like you weren't into it as much as I was." Kazuya replied, folding his arms.

"What do I do now?"

"Aw just get my wallet, give em some money and let em eat out. Get em out of the house and hurry your butt back upstairs."

Jun couldn't help but smile; sometimes, that idiot had the best ideas.

"Be right back." she whispered, planting a kiss on Kazuya's cheek. She stared seductively at Kazuya the whole time as she made her way out of the room. Before stepping out, she licked her lips and growled sexily at Kazuya, sending a tingle of arousal through his entire body.

Kazuya put his arms behind his head and grinned as Jun ran downstairs. As he awaited his lover in the bedroom, he looked down at his boxers; they were once again bulging.

"Heh... welcome back."