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-The reason why -

"I have to say I'm quite surprise with your visits without Chiyo," Misaki Usui said pouring out cold water into a glass for Tora Igarashi who decided to drop by. Takumi was at work for the moment but due to return home soon. Today was Misaki's day off but she didn't expect nor planned to spend it with a bored Tora. He had a driver drop him off.

Tora took the glass. "Well I am quite fond of you and that brat."

Misaki paused unsure what to say for the moment. "You are fond of us and yet you called my husband a brat?"

"Well he did steal my first love-"

"Chiyo. You have a lovely wife named Chiyo," Misaki reminded him.

He smirked. "Not saying I still love you and hold any anger towards Takumi still as I love my wife Chiyo a lot but…"

"But?" She wondered.

"But it's fun to have something to not like him for."

Misaki sighed. How typical of Tora. In some ways he hadn't changed.

"What should I try cooking?" She asked looking around the kitchen.

Tora grinned. "Believe me when I say I will not be tasting whatever you cook."

It wasn't meant to happen. She only wanted to smack him over the head once but didn't expect the jug of water she had would spill all over Tora. He was now wet and angry.

"I'm sorry. You should get out of that," She held in her laughter. "Follow me. You can use some of Taku-"

"I refuse."

"Then how about resting them in the dryer. There's one in our bathroom which drys stuff really quickly."

Misaki led Tora to the bathroom.

"No peeking," He said going inside but didn't lock the door.

"I'm married you idiot," She muttered going back to the kitchen.

…..

Inside the bathroom, Tora had taken off his shirt and pants to find that his boxers were wet too. The water had spilled by his stomach area and stink in. Not to mention it was cold water. He could take off his boxer because he knew Misaki wouldn't peek. She was too loyal to Takumi so he put all his clothes in the dryer and leaned up against the wall naked. No way in hell was he going to wrap a towel around himself. What if it belonged to Takumi. Never!

…..

Meanwhile, Takumi had returned home from work that same time.

"Welcome back," Misaki greeted her husband with a kiss. "How was work?"

"Easy," Takumi answered with a smile on his face. He placed his jacket on the kitchen counter. "What do you want to eat?"

"Surprise me," She answered. She enjoyed anything he cooked.

"Okay. I'll take a shower then start to cook."

Misaki nodded and went back to reading the cookbook she found. She wanted to make something for Takumi one day. She would even show that idiot Tora she could cook. Speaking of Tora, would he need a towel or something in the bath-

"Oh no," She said when she realised Tora was in the bathroom Takumi was going to use.

"What the hell!"

It was too late. By the time she was heading to the bathroom to stop Takumi, he was already heading back with his bangs covering his face.

"What's wrong?" She questioned.

"I just saw too much of Tora I didn't need to see."

"I am never coming back here again!" Tora yelled from the bathroom.