If your confused by this, please read the bottom, and all will become clear.

"Ugh, I feel like lead." Michiko said after another night or no sleep. In other words, another night of writing. "What would you prescribe Doctor? Valium?"

She was slumped in a chair that was across from their bed. Kaoru, who had just woken up, raised his eyebrows. "Why don't you just sleep?"

Michiko looked aghast. "What? No! My deadlines in two days from now!" Kaoru patted the bed, and she wearily rose and sat next to him. "I need to finish working." She insisted.

He shook his head. "You don't need to work. I have enough money for us plus six."

"But I like to work, it makes me feel full-filled. Do you know how irritating I'd be if all I did was stay at home and watch the maids work? I'd shoot myself in the head before that." She chipped.

"I know you like to work, that's why I like you," He patted her hand. "But I really can't understand that line of thinking. Why would you enjoy it?"

"I know you don't. But I like to clean too. That's why we only have two maids. I'm multifaceted abnormally."

"You look like your just driving your self in to the ground to me."

"Yeah? But this is normal. Most people work, AND they clean their own house, AND they cook for themselves, rich boy." She teased.

"I work!" He said defensively.

"But you have your brother. I used to be a little nobody journalist living in a little nobody apartment, and working for a little nobody newspaper."

He grimaced. "I know, I hated that you lived in that apartment. You could barely move around in it." He sighed. "And now you're a critically acclaimed writer who is world renowned and very popular."

"Me marrying you had nothing to do with it. I was doing fine on my own!"

"Yes, but because I did you a favor and invited you to my Christmas party that you met your publisher. And because I did you a favor then, please do me a favor, and go to sleep." He grabbed her shoulders and pulled her so that she was laying flat.

"Urg." The bed felt so nice, and the idea of closing her eye was starting to seem very attractive at the moment, but she still had the decency to glower at him.

"Good job. Now I'm going to work, and I'm locking the door. I'll tell the maid to unlock it in three hours." He started to change into a plaid suit. "Rest well." He said cheerfully, pulling the blankets around her.

She started to get up. "Wait… Kaoru."

Click, went the lock on the door.

Damn him.

PLEASE READ! IMPORTANT INFORMATION BEING TOLD

Are they all going to be this short? Proabably not.

As you might or might not have read before, I'm just doing this when I'm stressed about getting my other stories done. I'm not a big romance novelist and so these are quick and fun for me.

I realize that nobody besides me (and kajoo, aparently) cares about Michiko and Kaoru's love life and that is perfectly fine.

These are going to be short and sweet and updated, like every thing else about me, spazticaly.

Michiko is my OC from 'I Spy' which is VERY MUCH not like this story. It's more, murder mystery. So go check that out if you want. (It's going to be changed a hell of a lot by the way, so brace your self to be confused once I re-post chapter one.)

I decided to do this after writing Pre-Wedding Jitters. So you can look at that too if you want this whole thing to make more sense.

Ho-Hum, i guess I'm done. Please give me the pleasure of reading your reviews.

-OMGsickels