Of Eyes, Anger, & Curves

A Codename: Kids Next Door Fan Fiction

By

~CallMeButLove~

KND © Mr. Warburton

Chapter 1: "The Day Begins"

It was the fight heard 'round the world...

At least that's what the neighbors would've told you if you'd asked. The 'adorable' newly married couple down the street who were usually so obviously happy, who never seemed complete, one without the other. Those 'sweet kids' who looked utterly lost in each other, who never spent more than a working day's time apart, who held hands in the front yard collecting the paper, who kissed at the end of the driveway each leaning out of their vehicle windows before pulling out for work. The 'innocent girl' turned executive and her tough, 'bad boy' turned doctor husband. They were perfectly serene from the time they'd moved into the house until that one fateful afternoon.

The day had dawned much as a usual Saturday in Cleveland, in the summer. Sunny, hot, bright, birds singing, children in the park screaming and playing joyful summer games. Noisy, busy, and just about perfect. At least it would be as soon as those eyes opened and he could drown himself in them. The eyes of the girl, the woman who made the earth rotate and therefor made the sun and moon alike rise at her command. At least that's what her husband thought. You'd never have needed to ask him, though to find that out. Everything anyone needed to know about the way Wallabee Beatles felt about his wife was plainly there for all observers right in his emerald eyes.

As he lay next to her listening to the sounds of summer outside the window, watching her sleep, he was struck by how radiant she looked. In that moment, maybe it was the June sunshine cascading down over her through the open window treatments, maybe not – she looked spectacular! The soft expanse of her skin as she lay splayed out in peaceful repose, the sheet draped loosely across her waist, leaving her back open to his inspections. The milky smoothness of her body was overwhelming and he longed to reach out, to run a hand over this immeasurable beauty that was his. This precious combination of sweetness and fire, innocence and desire, precociousness and passion that dwelt in this one lovely woman. He lovingly chose to grant her the sleep she required rather than to wake her with his touch. He could wait for her to awaken naturally and he truly did enjoy watching her, so that would have to suffice until she did rejoin the waking world again.

His gaze scanned more of her, the honey tone that glowed on her arms, legs, face, on any part of her that had been kissed by the sun so far this season. That turn of phrase suddenly made him inexplicably jealous and he chuckled under his breath at his own folly to be jealous of the sun's light for it's effect on her skin. This low rumble caused his soul's idol to stir and turn in her slumber. She reached out toward him in her unconscious state and he snuggled her close. Reveling now in the engrossing task of plucking the strands of shining obsidian hair from her face. He moved them so carefully, so gently, studying each glossy thread as he removed the screen they created from her exquisitely formed features.

There again his focus halted, riveted, frozen and locked as though compelled. Nothing could compare to waking up like this and it still amazed him after more than two years. The study of Kuki Beatles' physical form had been her husband's personal crusade and he launched another expedition this morning memorizing the curve of her cheeks, slightly flushed in sleep. Capturing the tiny up-turn to her delicately pointy nose, he noted a tiny freckle or two that had not been present at his last perusal and silently avowed to insist she wear more sunblock lest the freckles turn more insidious later in her life. He longed to conquer her cherry tinted mouth next, but she snoozed on, and he grinned at the way those lips parted, child-like as she drew little puffs of air in past them.

Her bright eyes would open soon, he could hear the beginnings of awareness in her respiration. The rhythm had shifted and he readied himself. Just as the fans of onyx lashes fluttered upward and the indigo pools brightened with recognition he pounced. He kissed his reason for being born with more passion and longing than one night's sleep should have inspired, but this was the changed she had effected in him. He could be clinical and detached working at the hospital, he could shut down in the ring at his gym, he could never do it when her eyes met his. When that happened, there was no concealing his feelings or the immense depth of them. He'd finally stopped trying to hide how much he needed her when they were in college. There was no point in denying the truth any longer than that, it was as plain as if spelled out in the sky with letters of flame. Wally could never, ever live without Kuki in his life, any more than he could have lived without air in his lungs.

"Good morning, Wally", she panted slightly glowing up at him.

"Mornin' Kooks", was the reply murmured low in his throat that made her eyes close, her insides melt, and her heart flutter all at the same time.

She still couldn't believe how little it took for him to bring her to her wits end. Pulling him down to her with willowy fingers woven into his golden locks, she made an effort to return the favor. The morning was feeling bright indeed, until the sound of the door-bell shattered the dreamy haze.

"Oh no!"

She suddenly pulled back from him and exclaimed, throwing the sheet aside and bounding over to where her robe was casually draped over a chair. It quickly masked her beauty from his sight and he pouted at her beckoning her to return to his arms so they could continue with the pleasant activity that her movement had interrupted.

"Wally, don't you remember?", she looked at his boyish image arms outstretched and she couldn't hold out against the pull of his eyes. She slid back into his embrace, but continued speaking to prevent him from completely distracting her with his kisses.

"You have to go get the door, Wally. We shouldn't just leave them standing out there, it's hot", he looked confused and more than a little determined to stay right where he was. Kuki placed a small and gentle hand on his bare chest, pressed herself up again, then stood to begin to dress. He watched her for another second before asking a question.

"Who is it you think is at the door now, Kooks?"

"Abby and Hoagie, silly. We promised them that we'd go to the beach with them today, remember?", she giggled as recognition dawned in his expression and he bolted down the hall to see his friends waiting at the door.

Fortunately for him, Wally's wife called out to him before he could get there and she asked with an amused smile what Hoagie would think of the Rainbow Monkey boxers that were currently his only apparel. The horrified shriek that escaped his mouth as he looked down and acknowledged the dreadfully girly birthday present she'd gotten him and pouted until he'd agreed to wear, made her laugh harder than ever. He quickly threw open the bedroom window and called down to the visiting couple that he'd be right there and tore on a pair of dark blue track pants with an orange side stripe down each leg. He playfully growled at his still chuckling wife as she tried to regain composure and started to dress herself.

As he left the bedroom once more, she called out to him again saying that everything they needed for the beach was already packed and in the large tote bag by front the door. He grunted an unintelligible reply and bounced down the stairs yanking the front door open with a grin from ear to ear at seeing his friends. They'd all been so busy lately that it had been quite a while since their last time spent together. Abby and Hoagie Gilligan had been married just under a year longer than Kuki and Wally had been. They were the oddest combination on the outside, and people who did not know them would sometimes question what it was that brought them together. Wally however, knew that the two complimented one another perfectly, point and counter point. They understood each other and related on a level beyond what others could perceive. They too, had found a life-long love.

Their mutual friend, the boisterous Australian whooped and hugged them both as he invited them into the house and Abby smiled with quiet pleasure as her husband and his long-time best buddy began to get caught up. She moved into the living room and took a seat in a comfy chair watching them as the two men moved into the room still babbling on about something she knew nothing of. She was still quietly observing them when the slight rustle of soft fabric caught her ear and she turned over her shoulder to see her Asian friend float effortlessly down the stairs in a diaphanous lavender-green, iridescent beach cover-up over her soft lilac two-piece. The ensemble was accented by a wide-brimmed, floppy, pale-mint colored hat and glittery soft green flip-flop sandals from which showed ten little toes with matching polish on their nails. The glowing Japanese woman looked more striking than Abby had ever seen her and she rose from her seat to hug her friend in the foyer before she could reach the living room.

"Girl you look amazing!", Abby enthused as she was released from Kuki's powerful hug.

"Thanks Abby, you look great too!", Kuki replied with genuine warmth. "I just have to get the cooler out of the fridge, it's all packed and then we can go", she turned and shouted as she walked to the kitchen; "That is if my husband will get his butt upstairs and change sometime today!"

"All right, all right already I'm goin'!", Wally answered with a mock grumble in his voice. He mounted the stairs two at a time and sped to their bedroom where Kuki had laid his favorite trunks on the bed for him as well as his sunglasses and blue beach-ready thong sandals. He smiled at the way she took care of him, and closed the door to quickly freshen up, shave and change clothes. This was going to be a fun-filled day! He could hardly wait to leave and spend time just enjoying seeing his closest friends.

Author's Notes:

Don't worry the title will make more sense when the rest of this is up, probably two or three more chapters...

I don't exactly consider this a follow up to my story True Love, but it might reasonably be seen to be sort of connected since that was the honeymoon and here they are married and settled...

I imagine them to be about 26 years old or so in this, putting Wally about a year into his residency at the hospital where Abby's father worked/works if my math is right...

In my head they all went to college together in Cleveland, then Wally went to Harvard for Med School and Kuki moved 'back east' to be close to him during that, they got married while he was in his last year there, finally came home to Cleveland together, and bought a house where this story is set. Just thought you might need background for some reason. I don't think I'm really going to cover what Hoagie and Abby have been up to, I'll leave that to your imaginations...

Please review, review, review! :D You know how I am by now about needing feedback...