Chapter 1

For me, it was a wise decision to run with him .As I ran with him, I imagine having my days with him till the end of our life. But, I did not expect it would be this worse when I choose to be with him, like now.

I run as fast as I can from my kidnappers .Heck, I was just going to buy a bottle of ketchup at a nearby shop for Kusanagi-san .When suddenly, a guy shout my name and run towards me. My adrenaline rush in my veins and I start to run along the short cut he teach me. But as I was in the middle of running I trip myself. "Ouch…..why in the middle of this you want to trip yourself, stupid me " I groan in pain.

A group of man smirk as they saw me in vulnerable state. I try to stand but the pain hits my strain ankle. I push myself away from them and one of them manages to catch my ankle and pull me. I scratch the floor and try to grab something that could restrain them from doing whatever they had in their mind to me.

"Stop resisting. Your action is futile even if you try the hardest, bitch." The leader of the group exclaim. I kick his 'beautiful' face using my other free leg. He dumbfounded for a while and look at me with his piercing eyes. "That's it. No more being Mr. Goody to you" He shout and tug my hair harshly.

He hug me from behind and sniff my hair. Disgust with his action, I close my eyes and struggle from his tight grip. "You know what? How about we have some fun? After all, you're limited edition" He smirks and snap his finger. Immediately, his friends hold my hands and legs while he buckle his belt.

My body shook in fear .I struggle as hard as I can and shout my husband name. "MIKOTO!" and that's when a fireball come out of nowhere."Oi".I head up and saw him. He was cover in his beautiful red flames. Our eyes met and I could feel his possessive feeling for me from his golden orbs. "She's mine .Touch her, you're dead" His flame getting bigger as he phrase those words.

In a blink of eye, they are out from my sight. Mikoto sigh and walk towards me. "Did you strain your ankle again?" he put his fingers on my ankle. "Ouch, don't pressure it too hard" I clutch his hand. "This is the third this month .. " He groan. I slap his palm lightly. "If you want to say that I'm a klutz, just said it. There's no need to say that 'this is the third time' ."I huff and pout.

"You're such a klutz, there I said it" I face palm. He carry me towards the HOMRA bar in a bridal style. I bury my face at the nape of his neck. As expected, the strong smell of smoke is a proof that he smoking before he come to save me. "Didn't I tell you that smoking will corrupt your lungs?" "Didn't you tell me, after all you love the scent after I smoke?" I groan. "Take this seriously, please. Your health comes first." "But for me, you're smile is enough to heal my lungs" He chuckle and kiss my forehead.

When we are alone like this, he would tease and become so mushy-mushy around me like snuggling, kissing or even do 'that'. But when there is people around, the far that he could done is kiss me. When we almost arrive at HOMRA bar, he clear his throat and put on his stoic expression .I giggle and whispers "tsu-n-de-re~".

The members of HOMRA immediately rush towards us. Mikoto put me on the couch and Tatara came with a First Aid Kit. "Is there any injuries?" "Her ankle. For the third time this month".Mikoto answer before I could. I hit his chest with my elbow while Tatara treat my ankle. He hug me from behind, suffocate me with his scent. I pinch his arm and struggle in his embrace. Tatara laugh and look at us.

"Both of you, still act like 3 years ago, although you already married for 7 years. "He exclaim with a laugh. "Eh, but this year it was our third anniversary…"."Isn't the day both of you start dating was your suppose marriage day?" He bat his eyelashes.

I look at Mikoto and say "Pervert. You already imagine this when we start dating?"."Er…sorry to intrude but he already imagine that a year before he ask you out" You stand, ignoring the pain at your ankle and walk upstairs. You harshly slam the door of your share room. Too much of your horror, you were lucky that Kusanagi know 'never to disturb an angry woman' rules.