"Ahhh! NO!"

"Shiiiiit."

"Fuck. Kyoya!"

"That hurts"

"Slowly…"

I am so irritated right now. I didn't even know why is accepted his proposal. I thought going on a honeymoon would be so fun. . . but it's all the way around! Yes, just so you guys know what I'm talking about, me and Kyoya are married already. Right now, I don't know what time is it already, through all my cussing, Kyoya is smirking at me. I'm feeling hot, I'm getting a bit sweaty and I really wanna creep into a hole and die right now. It is so embarrassing that Kyoya is much much educated in these types of things.

I wish I paid attention in the class earlier. He's been driving me crazy for the past hours. Argh, it hurt my legs, my back, everything! I don't think I could stand up tomorrow. "Stop, Kyoya." I pleaded in desperation. Will I ever live the rest of my live with this psychotic bastard? Who knows, I'm already gonna die today.

"Hn." He eyed me, my legs split [180 degrees] in the mat, back bent towards him in front of me with my arms crossed behind. "Fine." I sighed in exhaustion, this is torture. I removed my arms behind and carefully moved my legs so I wouldn't break any bones.

Kyoya just stared at me while I massaged my thighs. It all still hurt. Wait- was it me, my face or something else he's staring at? "What are you looking at?"

He's lips came up to a smirk that sent shivers to me. "Mine." Kyoya said simply. Whaaaat?

"Huh?"

"You. I'm staring at you, herbivore, why do you have to be so stupid?" Again with that. Which one of us proposed to get married, huh? I wanted to say, but, this is marriage life. I can't just say anything without thinking about it, right? It'll ruin the whole thing. And I don't want me to be at fault once again in our relationship.

I rolled my eyes and said nothing. I'm really really exhausted from all the stretching and martial art stuff. "I'm gonna take a bath." Maybe it'll cool off my head. Yeah, that's probably a good idea. I head off to the bathroom. We're kinda in a small villa here in the island of nowhere, but im pretty sure it's in Japan. It's kinda warm and cozy, but not so cozy during nights. Kyoya makes sure of that.

I closed the door [but not completely locking it], opened the faucet and stripped off my clothes. I took a dip in the water and felt the hurt gush away from my body. I spent minutes of peace in the bathroom when someone slammed open the door, I rushed to get my towel to cover my body. I thought it was someone else when I saw Kyoya's face. "Ah, it's you. I thought you were someone else."

"You didn't lock the door."

"No one's gonna come. Aaaaaand, even you're not allowed to peep when I bath. Who told you manners?" I wrap the towel around my body, stood up and faced him with crossed arms [in front of my chest, this time]

He chuckled maliciously, "It's not like it's our first day."

What's his problem? Torturing me all day long, then invading privacy? I should've attended classes about marriage. It's so complicated! "So you're saying?"

"I want you now."

"What?"

"You heard me, herbivore."

Well, it's not like I could refuse, can I? This carnivore would just do whatever he wants. Yeah, I guess I just have to live with it.

But little did I know, along those vines he made me climb, along those times I nearly drowned, he'd always be there to care and protect me whenever I needed him. He may never say it out loud, he may never look like he appreciated the things I do but I know in my heart that he does like the things I do for him.

It's his own twisted love that makes him so mysterious and down-right annoying.

I'm grateful to those who liked my stories so here's an omake? Sorry for the near-edge rated M. I kinda don't know what to do here.

Reviews are welcomed~