This pairing and some of the scenes are heavily inspired by Koumi-senpai's artworks on deviantart. Please check them out if you like this!
School visitation day, the one day in the year where parents were allowed to visit Akademi High to observe their children's classes and activities.
Being the 'perfect' couple and parents they are, Mr. and Mrs. Aishi had of course temporarily paused their (Ryoba's) hunt for the journalist in America so they could come check on how their daughter was doing.
Mr. Aishi had been rather enjoying himself, actually.
His wife had been clinging to him non-stop, but that wasn't much different from how it was in America, where he needed to be near her since his English was plain horrible.
She let him pick where they'd go when they weren't watching their daughter, and looking at all of the other people as they sat near the fountain (his favorite spot back in his schooldays) made him forget about his worries for a moment, as if he was still a student and blissfully unaware of Ryoba's obsession with him.
Of course his wife had to ruin it by blissfully pointing out the spot behind the tree she always watched him from in the past, but he didn't mind it too much.
It happened in the evening, when the classes had ended and the parents were invited to drink and snack in the specially decorated gym.
The couple had just finished making small talk with some of their ex-classmates who had also sent their kids to Akademi, and had been peacefully observing the goings-on in the room when Mr. Aishi noticed his wife tightening her grip on his arm.
"Ryoba, is something wrong?" He asked, following the direction her head was turned to see what had made her act so strange.
It was when he spotted slicked-back silver hair in the crowd that he realized why. Mr. Saikou, the head of Saikou Corp.
He had mixed feelings upon seeing the man who'd tried in vain to stop his wife's killing spree and keep them apart.
He rather liked him due to the man having tried so hard to save him.
But he also knew that, while saving him from Ryoba had no doubt been fueled by the man's sense of justice, there was another reason for trying to keep Ryoba celibate.
For whatever crazy reason, Mr. Saikou was very much in love with Ryoba.
Why anyone would willingly want to be the object of her affections, Mr. Aishi still couldn't understand. Sure, she was beautiful, smart, athletic, witty, a hard worker, a great housewife and an even better mother, but Mr. Aishi found that the controlling, obsessed, jealous and homicidal parts of her personality negated all of these good traits.
Then again, he supposed there were just some people in the world who were into crazy, though he himself certainly wasn't one of them.
Unlike his own feelings, Mr. Aishi didn't have any doubt about what emotion fueled Ryoba's death grip on his poor arm: hatred.
She considered Saikou her greatest enemy, even more than the journalist. There were two probable reasons for this.
One: unlike the journalist whom no one cared about in case he 'disappeared', Saikou was the head of a gigantic, influential and famous corporation. There'd be more than a little fuss if he were to die or disappear, especially in suspicious circumstances.
Two: the man had almost succeeded in at least keeping them apart, having somewhat crashed their wedding to do so.
Mr. Aishi still remembered how he had been forced and threatened leading up to it, and how hard he had to hold back the tears as he stood at the altar with his already 3 months pregnant fiancée at his side.
It was a western-styled wedding, and Ryoba looked absolutely gorgeous in her flawlessly white wedding dress, but this was of little comfort to him.
But just when the priest asked if there were any objections to their marriage, someone stormed into the chapel, voicing out loud the words in his heart.
Saikou had come to literally drag Ryoba out of the chapel, leaving everyone inside stunned.
As the soon-to-be-Mr.-Aishi came out of his stupor, he realized his chance and dashed out of the chapel, not paying attention to the wedding guests cheering about how he was doing well in trying to get his wife back.
There wasn't a hair on his head that thought about it.
Instead, he sprinted all the way to his house, driven by the sheer want of not wanting to spend the rest of his life with Ryoba, and started packing his bags, intending to flee the country.
But without him even noticing, Ryoba suddenly appeared behind him.
"What are you doing, darling?" She asked in a threatening and by now all-too familiar tone of voice.
"R-Ryoba!?" The groom cried out as he turned around.
The bloodstains on her dress made him fear the worst for Saikou.
"Well?" Ryoba asked, her hands creeping to a pocket knife lying on the nearby table.
"I-I-I was… packing! For our honeymoon, you see!" Ryoba ignored how obvious a lie it was, and instead morphed her face into a delighted one.
"Oh darling! I'm so happy to see how excited you are for this!" She cried as she threw her arms around his neck, pulling him close for a hug.
"I'm so sorry for doubting you, dear: for a moment there I thought you were getting cold feet!" As she said this Ryoba audibly clicked open the pocket knife she still had in her hand.
"O-of course not, Ryoba! Nothing," he had to swallow for a moment there, "would make me happier!"
"Oh, you always know exactly what to say to make me happy, dear!" Ryoba buried her face in her groom's neck, and the man could hear a soft thud as she dropped the knife on the floor, letting out a relieved sigh. Ryoba would never kill him, but he already knew from experience that she was more than willing to… discipline him if he acted out of line. The hentai manga he read as a teenager never made clear just how unpleasant being on the receiving end of that kind of punishment was in real life.
"But you know," Ryoba whispered in his ear in a way that he would've found attractive had he not been scared out of his mind, "we can't have our honeymoon before our wedding."
They married the same day, only in private and without Saikou there to interrupt them.
The newly-dubbed Mr. Aishi (the only wedding tradition Ryoba broke that day was the part about taking on her husband's name) had actually believed his wife had killed Saikou, until he read an article in the newspaper months later after they'd returned from their honeymoon that the heir of Saikou Corp. had finally woken from his months-long coma after being admitted to the hospital the day of their marriage.
The article the day after mentioned how his father had sent him to study abroad, not willing to share the reason for this decision with the papers.
In the end, Mr. Aishi never learned what happened between Ryoba and Saikou that day, and he decided it might be better that way.
Years later he'd learned of Saikou's return to take up the family business, but he never saw the man in person again until this day.
(He hadn't seen him at all, actually, since his wife had the tendency to turn off the TV or tear up the newspaper articles whenever they showed his picture.)
"Darling, I'm not feeling too well. Can we leave?" Ryoba shook him out of his musings, asking this as she hid her face in his shoulder.
"But what about Ayano?"
"I'm sure our daughter can take care of herself. I'll text her when we're at the airport, but let's leave now, please!" Despite her pleading tone, Mr. Aishi knew there was no objecting to his wife's decision and agreed, heading for the car with her still clinging to his arm.
As they were leaving the gym, he threw one last look behind him at Mr. Saikou, only to see him staring at his wife's back.
It was nice to confirm that even after all these years, the man still hadn't given up on the crazy idea of getting together with his wife.
It gave him the hope that he might take action again, once they'd return from their (Ryoba's) journalist hunt in America.
This is the first part of a three-shot I'm planning on doing about Mr. and Mrs. Aishi and their relationship with Mr. Saikou, each part from a different POV.
I got the idea (and became a fan of this pairing) from Koumi-senpai's works about them on deviantart. So if you like this, be sure to check them out if you haven't already!