Would you believe me if I told you that I invented the story-core with my friend via Short Massage? Our cellphones went hot but the ideas were great and I wrotedown the whole story for your reading pleasure my dears! Please tell me how you like it and if my effords payed out, okay? This story is going to become... as you can see soon, not propriate for the youngest readers so I will cut some scenes out but not yet, in the upper Chappies, of course only if you like the story of course so I can upload it till that chapter that is! Biggest THANK YOUS (Lol, Insiderwitz) to MY Cherry- chan for her HUGE help! Without her I could have done nothing! THANKS! Love you dear!


Boring dinner simply dont exist

By jojo


"You did what?"

"I have JUST told you!"

"But I still can not believe it! Tell me again, you have done WHAT?"

"Oh Heiji, stop acting like a baby! You would think its the end of the world the way you are acting!"

"It IS the end!" he half screamed at her with his arms in huge motions, busy with wild gestures, his face absolutely horror stricken and still with a disbelieving look.

"Oh come ON! They are our parents, after all, for Gods sake! And its only a dinner!"

"There!" Heiji stared at her blankly. "Now I know for SURE you have gone NUTS!" he exclaimed loudly.

Kazuha looked strict at him, eyes small and hands on her hips. The look she cast him made him shut up immediately and although his deep disapproval of the idea of his parents and his parents in law all together gathered around the same table was still clear visible on his face, her gaze did make him back away a few steps.

"FINE!" Kazuha screamed. "If thats the way you think, you dont EVER have to talk to me again!" she went on screaming furiously and turned around, stamping out of the kitchen and into the living room in a quick pace and hit the door behind her rather loud.

Heiji looked after her stunned and eventually plopped down on a chair, arms crossed in front of his chest, a stubborn expression convering his face as he was convincing himself over and over again that he is NOT going to give in. Not this time!

Kazuha sat down on the couch, fuming. Sometimes he could really be such an idiot! Such a baby! Such a…. oh, she was fighting for words like every time she was furious with him, but honestly, he was such a … Such a… oh if shed get her hands on his throat right now….

She breathed out heavely, trying to let out some of her anger in the progress.

'Oh this guy!'

Suddenly the couch jerked a little and she looked surprised to her right, only to see that Heiji had sat down as well. He did not look at her, but had his arms folded in front of his chest in a defense position and his gaze was fixed on the wall ahead. Silence engulfed them as they sat without a passing word betweem them. Kazuha felt him shift a little closer but his stubborn gaze did not change or turn to look at her but remained fixed on the wall. Instead he came yet a little closer. She turned her head forward again and smiled to herself slightly. 'Then again,' she thought. 'he could be rather sweet sometimes!'

Heiji had by now slided closer and closer again to her to the point where their shoulders were brushing. Kazuha bit her lip to not giggle out loud. He slid a little bit closer and his side was now against hers but he still did not change his features and position of his arms, making him still look pissed and mad. Suddenly she felt a head on her shoulder, light and reluctantely but questiongly and warm in the same time.

She felt her insides melt and raised her right hand, holding his head against her shoulder. Stroking the one side of his head with her fingers lovingly she leaned her own head down on top of his. Heiji very soon after left his defense position and turned his whole body towards her. He wound his arms around her waist, hugging her close and rested his head on her bossom. It was like his body tried to apologize for him because it was a harder task for his tongue. And she was not going to refuse him. She shifted slightly, leaning back and lay her arms around him, holding him back, stroking his hair, making clear she had long accepted his apology.

Cuddled together like this, they sat for a few minutes in complete silence, enjoying each others company. In fact, it was so comfortable, both almost fell asleep what they actually had for sure if not wanting desperately to keep the comfortable contact.

"I am stupid!" he commented quietly.

"You are!" Kazuha assured him.

Heiji jerked away and looked at her, looking slapped in the face. Kazuha giggled and grabbed his head, pulling it back down to lay on top of her again, holding him firm.

"But you are MY stupid and I love you!"

He smiled and his body relaxed completely. He turned his head and looked up into her eyes with a loving smile. Reaching up and touching her cheek, he responded to her words.

"And I love you!" she smiled back brightly and leaned down while holding his head between her hands and kissed him on his lips. He smiled against her and brought his arms around her neck, drawing her down towards him and kissed her back affectiongly. Needing to breath, she soon broke apart and smiled at him dreamily, still holding his head gently. Then she brushed his cheeks and pressed another sweet kiss against his lips. Kazuha leaned then back, his head remaining on her lap but still in her arms.

"Any way I can get out of this dinner?" he suddenly asked.

"Nope!" she grinned, hands never stopping their caress.

"Thought so…" Heiji breathed out in defeat.

"Dont worry. Its gonna be great!" she tried to assure him.

"I still dont see how this is going to be of any fun!"

"Well…" Kazuha thought for a moment about her answer. "You just have to find a way to make it fun. And interesting!"

Heiji looked at her with interest and thinking features.

"Like… start a really interesting conversation or talk about your latest case…or.." she went on but Heiji did not quite listen anymore.


The next evening…

"Please…"

"No!"

"But… please!"

"I said NO!"

He comically whined at her again, leaning his forehead against her shoulderblades but she did not seem to pay him any attention as she went on cooking.

"You are EVIL!" Heiji groaned at her against her back.

"Well, you married me. You knew exactly what you were getting yourself into!" she told him sternly, causing another groan to erupt from him. She smiled to herself and eventually turned to face him.

"But, youll survive it for sure!" she kissed his nose. "Now go and prepare the salad, sweetheart. Theyll be here soon!"

He slowly and reluctantely moved his drained limbs over to the table and started cutting tomatoes, sighing out in defeat yet again.

"Are you done?" he screamed at the direction of the closed bedroom door.

"Would you stop asking me that?" an annoyed, female voice screamed back. His body fell back against the couch and he again breathed out, mentally swearing about why women always took a little eternity to get themselves ready! Especially considering the fact that its only a simple dinner at home!

'I swear!' he thought, looking at the ceiling. 'I am NEVER going to understand women!'

Just at this moment the door opened, filling the room with a quiet squeaking.

"And? What do you think?" a rather shy voice asked him from behind. He turned around, his tired body moving reluctantely and opened his eyes to look at her. Immediately his mouth dropped open.

Kazuha wore a dark blue, lace shoulderfree top with a white, cute tie in the middle of it. Since there were no straps visible, he deduced within a second that she was wearing no bra underneath. She also had a black skirt on that was reaching to her knees and high heels that had staps which you bound around the ankle. Her hair was pinned up and she had a white butterfly clip in it. In short: She was looking absolutely breathtaking.

She chuckled a little as she noticed his gaze that was still glued on her body.

"Heiji?" she called him softly.

No response.

She walked a little closer to him and called him again.

"Heiji?" But he remained in his position with his open mouth and widened eyes. She came to a halt in front of him, his gaze never leaving her decoltée as he seemed to be still in some kind of trance. She looked down at him and lay a hand on top of his head softly.

"Honey?" she called a last time with sweet voice.

He shook his head slightly and moved his gaze slowly upwards to meet her lovely features. His cheeks turned deeply red as he noticed where he had been staring at so obviously just a few minutes ago.

"Sorry…" he murmured quietly. She smiled and stepped as close to him as she could, one feet between his, taking his head now between both her hands. He was enchanted by her eyes for the uptenth time and stared back at her, his arms coming up to hold her around the waist. They kept looking into each others eyes without a word passing between them for a few minutes, communicating without words, the way only couple and people in love can.

At some point, she very slowly leaned down and closed her eyes shortly before their lips made contact. His closed as well at the sensation that was shooting through him and arched his neck up to kiss her easier and more sensual. After pulling away, she grinned down at him.

"What was that about?" Kazuha teased him. Heiji only grinned back.

"Was just enjoying the rare benefits of such evil events." Was his simple answer as he trailed a hand down to her behind and pushed her closer. He was about to stand up a little and kiss her again as the door bell rang. He let go of her and fell back on the couch with a loud groan of complete disapproval. Kazuha chuckled at the picture he offered and went to open the door.

Heiji heard familiar voices but did not move.

"Kazuha-chan!" a female voice said cheerly which Heiji recognized immediately as his mothers.

The happy voices of his and her parents mixed with Kazuhas rang now through the door and just as Heiji had imagined it, his wife lead them straight to the living room where he lay on the couch just like a mouse on a silver tray in front of a cat.


Dinner was a fairly funny thing. Or, it would be if you participated once in a while in the conversation.

Kazuha was talking cheerily with her parents in law about married life and household and stuff Heiji really did not want to think about at the moment. Honestly, he had nothing against his parents, or Kazuhas. He loved them but it was simply too much for him. It was not even a year he had married Kazuha and had moved together with her and now they´re already controling them every once in two weeks. It was ennerving but he could understand his wife a little as well that she wanted to be the perfect housewife in front of them. Not that she was not in normal life, meaning life without daily parental control, as well! Heiji would never have thought she was THIS good at all the stuff he himself sucked at so much, like cooking and cleaning. He was amazed by what she could do over again and that almost every day. He was so proud that she belonged to him and did all this for him and of course helped in the house as much as he could between his cases and she barly ever had to fight with him about something.

Yes, life with just the two of them was simply perfect! And not to talk about how great it was, sharing a bedroom with the one you love more than anything on this planet. Waking up with her in his arms is a sensation you can not describe! One corner of Heijis mouth raised a little and he chuckled to himself slightly.

"And Kazuha-chan, this Curry- rice is really delicious! I didnt know you could do something like that!"

"Yes, Heiji loves it really much! My mother once told me how to do it!"

"How lovely!" Sizuka exclaimed happily. Kazuha smiled back. It was one of those beautiful smiles Heiji could never get enough of! One of those smiles that had helped immensely to fall in love with her even in very early years. Not that he would ever admid that he had loved her already since… well, ever since! It was one of those smiles that made his heartbeat increase in speed and his knees go weak in a blink. That made him go crazy for her. Not that he needed the smile to be crazy after her... her face, her way of walking, the smell of her hair, the feeling of her skin... Heiji shook his head and looked away from her. Yes, he was definitely crazy after that woman. He smiled to himself again.

From across the table, a very touched Sizuka was observing her son with a smut grin on her face. She was so happy that her son had picked out such a wonderful bride and that he was obviously very content with his choice as well. She had always secretly rooted for Kazuha as her daughter in law. She looked back at her plate, still smiling.

Heiji felt his cheeks go red slightly or at least go warm at his new train of thoughts, contenting Kazuha, a bed and lingery. He grinned at his plate so stupidly that his potatoes must have thought him stupid for sure! As he noticed he was getting a little exited by the mere thought of Kazuha he looked at her once again and suddenly her words from the previous day came into his mind. "You have to find a way to make it interessting for you!" she had said and after some thinking, Heiji decided to do just that!

He looked back at the people on the table who were by now talking with each other about cars, especially their fathers and no one was paying any attention to him or Kazuha. He let his hands trail down to his lap, and looked again. Nothing happened. Heiji grinned. He kept looking straight at his mother as he let ever so slowly a hand glide over the air in direction of his right side.

Kazuha had just swallowed her potatoe as she jumped a little in her hair, completely startled. Nobody payed her any attention, Heizo and her father being too involved in their little fight over which is now the fastes car in Japan. She looked down and saw a hand on her thigh, then she looked with huge eyes at Heiji who seemed to be deeply sunk in the conversation of their parents. Feeling his ahnd suddenly move, she hasly brushed it away. But as soon as it was off, it was already back again. She glared at Heiji, totaly taken aback and to her surprise the hand started moving as well. She leaned a little closer to Heiji and whispered furiously:

"Hattori Heiji! What do you THINK you are doing?"

She watched him with furious face as he very slowly turned his head to her, this typical hentai one corner grin of his on his face and he replied very calmely: "Well, what does it look like?" he grinned even wider at her shocked face.

"I KNOW what it looks like but I can not believe you! Our parents are RIGHT HERE!" she brushed his hand away but it returned immediately and she kept on glaring at him.

"As if they are paying any attention to us! And it was your idea as well!"

"WHAT?" she screamed at him angrily. Immediately all faces at the table turned to look at her. Kazuha closer her mouth and started stuttering:

"I.. I mean.. WHAT? I can not believe the Tokyo Spirits lost that match yesterday!" she tried to lie and started sweating. Heizo and Toyama looked at each other, then at her.

"But they won yesterday!" Heizo replied. Another sweat- drop formed on her forehead as she thought hard about what to do now. Then she turned back to look at Heiji in shock.

"W-WHAT? I can not believe you LIED to me!" she tried and Heiji only grinned at the look on her face.

"But, Toyama did you see that match yesterday? Wasnt it so exiting? That foul in the forty minute of that damn..." Heizo asked Kazuhas father and like that turned the attention away from Kazuha for what she was very grateful as she sighed out. Then she turned to glare at Heiji.

"When did I EVER mention with even one single word for you to.. to.." she went red. "...to DO something like THIS?"

"Didnt you say I should find a way to make this whole thing interessting for me? So hush or our parents will really notice something!" he whispered back, giving her a last grin and turned his head straight again. Immediately she felt his hand start to move across her thight. Only once she tried to brush him away again but she realized there was no way he would let it be and also... it was feeling kind of nice and nobody seemed to notice anything.

She glided on her chair a little closer to him, making it easier for him to move his hand. What was so bad about enjoying the dinner slightly more than she had expected? She turned her head to look at him as unsuspiciously as she could, and caught his naughty grin as he realized she was going to let him play.

His careful fingers started to stroke bigger circle, warming her skin underneath the rather thin material of her skirt. Kazuha really couldnt believe that she was letting Heiji do something like that in front of her parents. If only one of their parents bows underneath the table… no, the consequences were so evil she could not even think about it. But it indeed was funny and hell it was feeling great. She looked over to him and realized this small smile on his face had never vanished.

Suddenly her eyes widened as she watched in slow motion Heijis elbow hit his knife that fell very slowly down to the ground. Both, she and Heiji looked after it then their looks meet. She could see his hentai grin that made her insides twitch for a second in fear.

"Oh no, my knife. I got to find it!" he said and gave her a look, a look that caused the skin on her spine to shiver.

He bend down and vanished underneath the white table cloth before she could make another move or ract in any way. Almost immediately she felt two warm hands on both her knees and she tried very hard to keep a straight face and not to jerk up in surprise. She even brushed his hands away although she had not really lots of hope he would keep his hands to himself. And sure enough, it did not take him two seconds to retake his hands position on her knees.

Kazuha put her hands back on the table to not rise any more suspicion and decided there is not much she could do about it and that thought exited her a little. The thought, of course, and the fact that his fingers were trailing now up and down her thighs mercylessly, making her forget any thought but his name and her cheeks flush slightly deeper. And as she felt Heiji giving her knee a kiss she could not help but choke on her own surprised moan. Lucky for them, nobody seemed to notice and Kazuha let a hand trail underneath the table and stroke one side of his head. She smiled warmly as she felt him lean in to her hand and finally take it and press a kiss on her palm.

"Heiji? What are you doing down there so long?" Heizo asked suddenly. Kazuhas hand shoot from underneath the table and she looked wide eyed at him. Secretly she was so glad she had chosen the long, white table cloth today, because her father in law had fumbled a little with it to look for his son but he had given up after seeing it too long and constucting.

"Searching for my knife!" Heijis voice came back. "Gee, its so dirty here you cant find anything!" for her it was easy to hear his grin through his voice but her feet hit him none the less against his knee. "OW…I mean 'dark'! Its so dark here!" Heiji understood Kazuhas point without second thinking. He knew it was rather important for her that their parents got the right impression of her, the one of a clean and good wife…

'..And here that idiot goes, doing such things and insulting my clean floor. Honestly!' she thought, mentally shaking her head. 'Guys!' she was torn from her thoughts as she felt his lips back on her knee, travelling slowly upward, pushing her knees slightly apart…

All of a sudden, everything was too much for her. With red head, she stood up from the table, murmured a slight excuse about not feeling well and disappeared quickly in direction of the bathroom.

Everybody was staring after her and Heijis head appeared a few seconds later, holding his knife up in triumph. "Sneaky knife! Hehe." He then looked surprised- innocently at his parents.

"Wheres Kazuha?"

"She ran to the toilet!" his mother answered him. "She may felt sick suddenly!"

"I dont know. I better check up on her, though!" he faked a huge disinterest and stood up slowly, making his moved towards the bathroom look reluctantely and heavy. But inside he was grinning like a fool.

"Hattori, I must compliment your son! Hes really taking good care of my daughter!"

"Like father like son!" the dark colored man said proudly, earning a slight snort from his wife.


End Chapter One


(caugh)I hope I have got your attention! I know I have to cut this story though, at least the later Chapters but I will tell you then where you can read it uncut if you are over 17 of course. So, did you like this Chapter? If not enough reviews the uploading will go veeery slow or not at all so think about it (blink)