A/N: Hello! First off I'm still alive. I know it's been a few months since I've posted anything. As some know I started a new job in November and I work kind of odd hours, so I haven't been writing too much. I did start a one shot that I got actually really far on but then decided not to post because I didn't like direction I went with it. Anyways, that is just a small life update. This story here isn't going to be very long. In fact it was originally going to be a one shot, but then I decided that it may be better as a 2-3 chapter story, I haven't decided yet. Anyways, I don't have a ton to say, I still check my FF messages and my emails and respond to them when I can. If you have contacted me and it's been over 3 days without a response send it again, I sometimes make a mental note that I need to respond then forget.

Anyways, I hope you enjoy this first chapter. I had fun writing this, but I haven't really touched this idea in my stories yet.


"There," Yumi said as she set the pan back down on the stove and admired her plating of the food for a moment. She wasn't a chef by any means, but she did enjoy cooking and trying new things. Making her dishes look good was something she would only do with Sachiko though. Mainly because she didn't care if they looked the best and because she knew her wife liked it from time to time.

Tonight was a little different however. Usually when Yumi cooked, Sachiko would be close by offering to help prepare things or cleaning the dishes as they needed. Though Yumi did most of the actual cooking, Sachiko liked to try and be a part of it. It was time every night where they got to enjoy each other's company.

Tonight, Sachiko hadn't stepped foot in the kitchen. Yumi glanced down to the plates for a moment before turning and leaving the kitchen to find Sachiko. She checked their bedroom and the attached bathroom, she checked the living room, and finally she checked their home office.

"Hey," Yumi said as she leaned against the doorframe. She raised an eyebrow a moment later when Sachiko didn't respond, her eyes just kept darting back and forth across the screen in front of her. Yumi raised an eyebrow at her wife as she entered the room and slowly made her way to the other side of the desk, Sachiko somehow seemed completely unware that she was in the room.

It wasn't until Yumi leaned close to her and said, "hey," again that Sachiko finally snapped out of her thoughts with a gasp as she looked towards Yumi.

"Yumi, don't do that, you scared me to death," Sachiko said as she relaxed a little.

"What are you working on?" Yumi asked curiously as she leaned against the desk and looked at her wife.

Sachiko shook her head, "nothing. Just some stuff I couldn't finish at work."

"Could it wait?" Yumi asked curiously. "Dinner is ready."

Sachiko glanced to her computer monitor and saw the time. "It really can't. I need to have this done for my father in the morning."

"Oh," was Yumi's response. "That is fine. I'll bring your plate in here for you."

"Leave the dishes for me. I'll finish them when I'm done with this." Sachiko said just as Yumi was about to leave the room. She felt bad that Yumi did all the cooking tonight.

Around a week later. . .

"I don't know, I just. . ."

"Want her to pay attention to you?"

Yumi frowned at what her mother said. She didn't like the idea of being needy, but it was the truth. Sachiko had barely said a word to her the last few days, except for telling her that she would spend time with her when she was done for the night which never happened.

"You know I don't like that."

"Yumi, she is your wife, wanting her attention is perfectly normal."

". . .I guess," Yumi sighed as she leaned her head back on the sofa and looked towards the office. She could see the light on through the crack of the door. "I've tried to get her attention, but whatever she is working on is super important it seems."

"Perhaps this is just a busy time for her? I'm sure once she is done with what she is working on, you will be receiving all her attention again," Yumi's mother said trying to reassure her daughter. She knew how close Sachiko and Yumi were.

"I hope so. She is neglecting stuff around the house too. This isn't good for her to work this much," Yumi said thinking back to the other day when she woke up to a kitchen sink full of dirty dishes. She specifically remembered Sachiko saying she would get to them once she was done for the night. She couldn't blame her wife though because she also remembers Sachiko finally laying down sometime past midnight, which was far later than she usually stayed up.

"Have you mentioned that to her?" Yumi's mother asked curiously.

"I tried, but like I said, we've barely talked the past few days. Even this past weekend she wasn't around. I woke up to an empty bed, she texted me and said they were putting in hours over the weekend."

"This must be a big project."

"Yea," Yumi sighed as she glanced to the clock, it was nearing her bedtime and there was still no sign of her wife leaving the office."

"Did you get to spend any time together this weekend?"

"Not really," Yumi replied. "I mean, we got to spend a little time on Sunday, but she was just so out of it. She slept for so long Sunday morning and when she woke up you could just tell she was drained. I didn't want to be an annoyance to her so I just gave her some space. She still managed to work for five or so hours, but then she went to bed around dinner time."

"Yumi, you need to talk to her. You're right, this obviously isn't healthy. At least get her to give you a time when she will be done. Who knows maybe you can even help her finish her work quicker?"

"Maybe, but I would be afraid to screw anything up. I think a lot of what she is doing will be presented to her father or his business partners."

"I see... Well, it was just a suggestion. I think you at least need to talk to her and tell her what you're feeling."

Yumi took a deep breath and glanced back towards the office door for a moment. "I'll try. Thank you for letting me vent a little mom. I've got to get going to bed though."

"Alright, have a good night, Yumi."

"Bye," Yumi said before hanging up the phone and tossing on the couch cushion next to her. She wasn't ready to confront Sachiko, because she wasn't entirely sure what she wanted. Her worst fear was coming off as needy when she knew her was very busy. Just the fact that she was feeling like this was annoying her, which didn't help anything.

The few nights later. . .

Yumi looked at herself in the mirror for a moment, the idea of walking through their house in this was a little strange. She had gone through and closed all the curtains in their house, normally she wouldn't be caught dead outside her bedroom wearing these lacy undergarments.

Tonight, she was determined to get Sachiko's attention. Their friend Sei always joked that Yumi just had to do anything slightly seductive and it would get Sachiko's full attention. Yumi frowned at herself for a moment, she didn't like that she was stooping to this level. She didn't like that she felt neglected here, but she shook the thought out of her head. It was worth a shot at this point.

She slowly left their bedroom looking toward any window she knew about to make sure the curtains were closed. Once she finally made it down the stairs and to the office door she breathed a little relief. Unfortunately, her heart was starting to beat a bit faster and she wasn't sure why. This whole ordeal had her feeling many weird things. She just wanted Sachiko's extra work to be over with so they could go back to normal.

Knock, knock, knock. . .

Sachiko glanced up from her laptop for a moment before looking back to what she was doing. It only took a second more before Sachiko snapped out of her work and looked back at her wife. Yumi was shyly standing in the doorway with her hands behind her back and a blush on her face.

"Y-Yumi," Sachiko said in surprise never taking her eyes off her wife. "What are you-"

"Shh," Yumi said as she put a finger up to her lips and walked towards Sachiko. She was trying to be seductive as possible with her actions, but it felt weird. She had never really done anything like this with Sachiko. Normally all it took was a few choice words said in a certain way to get the other in the mood. Yumi knew she needed something better this time though.

"Just for tonight, please come to bed," Yumi said as she leaned over the desk and slowly closed the laptop in front of Sachiko.

There was a pause before Sachiko shook her head, "I can't right now, I'm almost done," she responded as she opened the laptop again.

Yumi just simply closed the lid again. She didn't want to be ignored that easily tonight. "You've said that the past three days. Just join me for tonight."

Sachiko thought for a moment, "I-I will, but I need to finish this first," she insisted as she opened the laptop again.

"No," Yumi simply replied as she pushed it close again. "I'm not letting you get away with that tonight. You tell me every night that we will spend time together when you are done, but you never are."

Yumi's words struck a chord in Sachiko, "well being distracted certainly isn't helping," she responded more coldly than she meant to.

Yumi blinked once or twice before the words sunk in, Sachiko just simply went back to typing. "Oh," Yumi said before standing up straight and feeling her own mix of anger and hurt at her wife's words. ". . .Well I'm sorry for wanting to spend time with you."

Sachiko stopped typing and sighed as she leaned back in her chair. "Do we have to do this right now, Yumi?"

Yumi paused for a moment at a loss of words to what Sachiko had just said to her. She may not have shown it in her body language, but the annoyed tone in Sachiko's question hurt.

"I have to present this tomorrow morning before you are even out of bed and I've still got at least another hour of work to do on it. I'll spend time with you this weekend," Sachiko said dismissively as she glanced back down to her laptop screen and started typing again.

Yumi stood shocked, the hurt feeling from before only worse now. If Sachiko looked up, she would definitely see the pain on her wife's face now, but she never did. Yumi simply just took a deep breath before turning and leaving the room, slamming the door quite forcefully behind her.

Sachiko jumped at the noise before sighing, she knew what she said was insensitive. She had thought it the moment it left her mouth. Unfortunately, now she knew that it hurt Yumi.


A/N: For those that were curious what I meant in the A/N above. I meant I don't generally touch the idea of Sachiko and Yumi, "fighting" if you will. I think reality check is the first story where it really happened for me. I've found it's kind of tough to make it sound right. When I first wrote this chapter, I had Sachiko paying way more attention to Yumi when she enters the office, but it made her getting annoyed suddenly seem just strange, so I tried to tweak it a bit so it wasn't so sudden and unexpected.

Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this so far and I'll see you in the next one! :D