Hello! I am back with a Law of Ueki story! Actually, this is more of an experimental pairing, but my cousin said it's somewhat famous. Anyway, I hope you do appreciate it. Someday, I want to create a fandom of this pairing. Well, here you go!

Anime: Ueki No Housoku (The Law of Ueki)

Pairing: Robert Haydn/Marilyn Cary

Genre: Romance/Humor

A Pain In The Neck (Robert's POV)

It was an ordinary day. The sun was shining brightly and a cool breeze caressed the whole Haydn Mansion. Yup, it was a perfectly normal day. At least it is to me, Robert Haydn. At last, the God Candidate Battle is over. It was the end of my dreadful past and my pitiful attitude. Everything was going to be peaceful. Or so I thought…

Flashback; Heaven

My father, Margarette, called for me. Naturally, being my good old self, I went there, only to hear shocking news. But before that, my father has been thrown out by the hellion who swallowed him. So that's that. This was my real father, not Anon's.

So I stood in front of my father. I gave him a cheery smile and he smiled back.

"Good morning, father. It's nice to see that you are finally back."

"Yes. It's nice to see you too, son, and to be able to talk to you in a normal way, without anyone in between. Good morning. Anyway, I'm here to tell you something important."

"What is it, father?"

"As you know, you are a heavenly being. But when you were young, you were sent to the human world to live with humans. Because of this, you developed a human's sense and a human's point of view. You are now accustomed to human cultures and traditions. So, I thought that it is but right to let you continue to live with humans."

"Alright, so…?"

"So…" my father continued, "I'm here to announce something very important. You, my son, are engaged."

Okay. I'm engaged. It took at least five seconds to register that inside my brain. I was speechless but the smile in my face remained. Maybe my nerves found it hard to react too. My father's smile widened. Maybe he thought I was glad, because my smile remained, but I wasn't. No, not at all.

"I'm engaged to whom?"

"To a fellow gifted, a power user. Don't worry."

"She should be. I'm asking the name."

My father just smiled. He turned around and smiled at someone.

"Dear, please come here…"

Alright. So as soon as he said that, a young lady, about fifteen (the same age as me), walked towards us. She had bushy (or fluffy?) blonde hair that was pony tailed. She also had blue eyes. Enough said, she was a female me. I was staring at her, either because I'm astonished at how she looks so much like me or because I think I've seen her before. Whichever it is, I'm still not up for this whole engagement thing.

My father then decided to speak up.

"Robert, this is Ms. Marilyn Cary. She's a power user. She can turn one second into ten seconds for herself. She is the leader of the Marilyn Team, who participated in the last God Candidate Battle."

Oh so that's why the face is familiar...

And so, Marilyn bowed. I just continued to smile at her. What was I supposed to say, will you marry me? She was grinning malevolently at me. At that time, I knew she was going to be a handful. Oh how my head ached…

"It's very nice to meet you, Robert Haydn. As Mr. Margarette said, I'm Marilyn Cary. I'm a power user. I'm able to transform one second into ten seconds for myself. And, apart from that, I am your fiancée."

Fiancée. God, the word hit me like a ton of bricks. I can't believe she's up to this nonsense. Well why shouldn't she be? I'm THE Robert Haydn after all. But enough of that. I need to focus. I need all of my willpower to survive this confusing onslaught. So, I just smiled at her, like always.

Oh… once Ueki and the others hear about this, I am so dead…

"Why it's nice to meet you, Marilyn. I'm Robert Haydn. I'm sure you've heard of me from my father. Well, I guess we're engaged."

My father decided not to butt in. His usual (and oh so annoying) smile was still plastered on his face.

"Yes. We are engaged. And apart from that, starting yesterday, we'll be living in the same house." She then grinned at this statement.

We'll be living in the same house? My nerves were paralyzed. They didn't do anything to react. All they did was to keep that smile in my face. Goddamn them for betraying me like this. I was set-up. Yes, by my father. He calls himself my father but why is he punishing me like this? Maybe he's still a hellion…oh what am I thinking!?

I decided to reply.

"I see. Well, it'll be a pleasure." I flashed her an equally malevolent grin. I thought it would scare her a bit but instead, hers grew wider. I was slightly taken aback. This girl is a monster. She's the only one not scared of me. Oh goddamn it all…

"Yes. Trust me, it'll be…"

End of Flashback

That's what happened three months ago. At present, we are living at my mansion. Yes, only the two of us. Father said something about training.

Training huh? Talk to the hand…

So, right now, I am drinking a hot mug of coffee. I prepared it myself. You may ask: shouldn't Marilyn, your "fiancée", prepare it for you, like a normal, loving wife?

The answer is yes. She should be the one preparing this for me. After all, even if we're still not married, she IS the wife. At least someday, she WILL be the wife. This was supposed to be part of HER training.

But no. The "wife" is still sleeping. I had no choice. I wanted coffee so I had to make it myself.

Anyway, enough of this stupid babble.

So, I am sitting on the couch at the living room, waiting for my "beloved" fiancée to wake up. Like I said before, I was drinking coffee. But apart from that, I'm also reading the newspaper. Yes, I'm acting like a normal husband. Perfectly normal. So normal you wouldn't notice I am a power user. While I continued to read, I heard noise coming from the…kitchen?

That was weird. Marilyn still hadn't passed by the stairs. If that noise was her doing, I should've seen her pass by the stairs. After all, when you go downstairs, you'll instantly land on the living room, where I am now. So I stared at the kitchen door. I waited and waited and waited. And after some time, the door opened. My fiancée came out, wearing her spaghetti-strapped white night gown. She was carrying a mug of God-knows-what. She then smiled at me and walked towards me.

She smiled at me and sat beside me. Now I know that it was tea inside the mug she was holding. She then turned to me and said…

"Good morning, dear."

Dear. She's acting like we're already married. But that isn't new for me. She's always playing those silly games. Those games always amuse me for some reason. I have never found it boring or silly at all. So I decided to play along with her.

Two can play the same game, woman…

"Well, good morning, my beloved fiancée. How was your sleep last night?" At that, I placed my coffee and my newspaper on top of the coffee table in front of us. I shifted my position and decided to focus on her. I smiled at her. I knew she wanted the attention. Especially if it was coming from me…

"I had a great sleep, dear. How about you?" She then sipped her tea.

"Yes. I had a great sleep too. So how long are we going to pretend like we're already married, Marilyn?"

"For as long as I like, Robert. Why? Do you have any objections?"

"Even if I had, you would be ignoring it completely, my dear."

"That's right." She then placed her teacup on top of the coffee table. She shifted her position and faced me. She was still grinning mischievously and malevolently at me.

"So, since we're 'married'…" I decided to tease her a bit. No. I decided to tease her full-on. "…why don't you give me a morning kiss?"

I was amused. A light blush crept on her face. But still, she regained her composure.

"A morning kiss? Why should I give you a morning kiss?"

"Because I'm your husband and you're my wife. Isn't that normal for couples, my dear?"

"It is but I'm not in the mood for a kiss right now, sweetie…"

"Really?"

"Really."

"But…"

I then pulled her closer to me. She blushed harder. I was really really amused. I didn't know I made her blush. Our faces were inches from each other. I was still grinning at her. The grin on her face, however, disappeared completely. The expression on her face was a mixture of anger, fear, and…wanting?

"Robert Haydn, release me this once…"

"No. I don't want to."

"Robert Haydn, if you don't release me, I will slap you hard in the face…"

"Alright, go. Though the law doesn't permit spousal abuse…"

"Spousal abuse? We're not yet married!"

I gasped a fake gasp. A fake hurt expression adorned my face.

"We're not yet married? How could you say that, my dear wife?"

"Robert, let's stop this nonsense at once."

"No. I don't want to."

"Robert!"

"It's just a kiss. It won't hurt."

"Alright, fine. Kiss me then."

Marilyn closed her eyes. She was really waiting for me to kiss her. So I leaned closer to her. I leaned closer to her…ear. I whispered something in her ear.

"Maybe next time, my dear wife…"

I then stood up and walked away. From the kitchen, I could hear her angry mumbling. I just laughed at her childish antics.

I, Robert Haydn, therefore conclude that being engaged is a pain in the neck.

I just LOVE this pairing! I hope you support it! I hope you like my story! I hope you learn to love the pairing! See you in my next Robert/Marilyn fic!