Oneshot. Akito and Hana are laying in bed. Hana's gotta get up for work, but akito doesn't want her to go. Can he get her to stay? Or will she leave? Please note; this storyplot follows the ANIME, therefore, Akito's a guy. So, if you're looking for yuri, it's not here. [Hakito, Sakito]. No sexual content.
The alarm clock chimed six o'clock. Saki Hanajima Sohma rolled over in her bed in annoyance. The man sleeping next to her heard a growl, and almost laughed at her childness. She moved to leave, but immediately was pulled back down again by something grabbing her wrist.
Akito gave her the most innocent look he could conjure. She wasn't buying it. "I gotta go to work," she half snapped, half smiled at her husband.
He shook his head. "No. You stay with me," he muttered, pulling her closer to himself, already starting to doze off.
She hit his chest, hoping to get him to move in irritation at the strike. He gasped from the movement, whipping upright. "Can I help you?!" He snapped irritably at the girl laying down besides him.
"Yes, in fact, you can. Move so I can get up!" Saki almost yelled.
He rolled his eyes, and flopped back down. "No."
And just to prove his point, he wrapped his arms around her waist. "Stay."
Hana stared down at the jerk. "I need to go to work!"
He frowned. Work? Nowhere in his dictionary was there a word that sound even remotely close to that. What was this work she spoke of? He grinned, an evil thought forming in his head. Now, fun was altogether another thing.
He began kissing her face over and over and over again. She gasped as his lips met her's briefly. "What about now?" he teased. "Now, do you wanna go?"
She pulled away, but not nearly fast enough. His head landed on her chest. He closed his eyes, already tired. Saki could honestly tell it was mock exhaustion, and that he wasn't done teasing her yet.
She groaned. He was being ridiculous!
Sakito roughly pushed him off her. He refused to release her waist. "Stay," he whispered.
"Work?" She whimpered, losing all faith in that idea.
Akito shook his head, grinning. "No. Stay."
Hana sighed and went limp in his arms, after a moment. "You're a terrible husband " she muttered to him.
He smirked into her hair. "Yeah, I know. But you're a terrible employee."
Saki found herself wanting to smile. "Yeah, so two wrongs. That doesn't make a right."
Akito slyly grinned at her, "That is, of course, if you count it as a wrong. And if you don't, you're looking at one wrong, one right. And that pretty much balances it out. Now does that seem wrong to you?"
No, it didnt feel wrong. And that was logic that Saki couldn't argue with.