A/N: Ahh…took longer than I thought… I'm being pushing my deadlines…so sorry. Enjoy ..a late valentine special…

Life was perfect, as Yonekuni saw it, in both his relationship and wealth components. After quitting the management of one of the family's restaurant branch, he began his own chain. Fulfilling a long time wish too accomplish a business outside the influence of his family.

His restaurant, Oasis, an upper class European gourmet dishes that are served, had kicked off with success. At the moment he has 3 opened in prominent areas of Tokyo city, and most often have became fully booked months ahead.

As the owner, Yonekuni continuously does check ups with the managers of each and counts the inventory, and ensures the numbers of waiters and cooks were sufficient. He usually spends his days dealing with digits, his most hated task. Math, the subject itself wasn't his strong point. But he has a lovely wife to help. Despite that, he knew business was successful.

However, his biggest success was getting married to the most wonderful partner. Though, he won't verbally admit it, he believes it so. Shirou is probably the best accident that ever occurred; even if their beginning rendezvous' had Yonekuni acting subconsciously for the most part. But it was all in the past. And with the birth of his children, Yonekuni is only looking forward to the future.

Although Yonekuni is a settled and married man, there are women who want him in spite of this knowledge. An incident occurred that showed why Shirou is the wife of the heavy- seeded dragon. It all began that one sunny Valentine's Day…

==== O.O ====

Upon this date, the restaurants were filled with, primarily, single women; all hoping to catch a glimpse of the handsome owner.

"Waiter!"

The young server rolled his eyes thinking, not again, before heading to the table. "Yes, madam,"

"Tell me, when is the owner going to arrive."

"Forgive me, I do not know. The owner doesn't arrive at a fixed time."

"Hmph… that is all," the customer frowned, shooing the other away.

The dismissed waiter silenced an angry out burst as he followed her request.

"Again!" the supervising manager exclaimed, when the waiter complained about being asked the same question. The middle-aged man sighed. It was the as same as last year. He felt pity, more so for the wife then the owner. Imagine the jealousy at having your husband being dangerously courted by many women.

If he thought as a woman, he understood the popularity and high interest in the owner. A half - breed with European blood, a tall, well built body, a handsome face and gorgeous crown of gold hair. That gave him this godly glow. Include in a successful business and growing wealth. As a man, the owner is quite the catch.

The Irony in all this, the manager often over hears many of these women's conversations. They often complain to their friends about their men's, mainly ex- husbands, infidelity problems. And yet, here they are trying to seduce a married man themselves. He wonders just who has more the infidelity issues.

In all the days of the year, Valentine's is the time for lovers. Or so Yonekuni thought. This time things were a little different. No matter how hard he tried, some women can't get the idea he's no longer available. They insist on being his lover to the point they're almost stalkers. Having found his address they sent him gifts on this special occasion.

The morning mail piled the living room floor. Red, white and pink packages with ribbons and lipstick stain letters scattered everywhere. All meant for one person.

"Yonekuni!" Shirou growled, a vein pulsating on his forehead, "What is all this!" beckoning to the littered floor.

"Um…," the blonde didn't know where to begin. In mind he cursed those persistent bitches. "You see… I kept telling them I'm married and yet… "

"Clearly you weren't clear enough!" snapped the wolf, arms folded, an eyebrow raised.

"But I tried, really."

Yonekuni tried desperately to explain. This exact incident occurred last year, a little while after opening the restaurants. Why does the special day start off on a sour note? He sighed and calmly took in Shirou's flood of protests. At times, his wife can be surprisingly scary, but today he's more angry jealous than angry mad, which makes him too adorable.

Yonekuni couldn't resist a smile as he tried to coo forgiveness from his beloved. "I'm sorry," he pleaded hiding a smirk, softly wrapping an arm to the slim waist, "I do try to explain that I'm already taken but it doesn't get through to them." The croc put on his best guilt face.

"They don't realize just how special my wife is." Kissing the bare neck, Shirou gasped. Shivering as Yonekuni rubbed hidden buds on his chest and placing love bites.

"Yonekuni!" the wolf gave a conditioned response. All the years of love making has modeled Shirou into a hyper- sensitive body. With a slight touch, the husband could bring his wife near peaking point. Yonekuni knew how to play his wolf as a fine tuned instrument.

"Shirou, please realize you're my only one." Yonekuni said, squeezing the heated body having stopped his attacks when Shirou finally relaxed.

"Hmm…" Tightening his grip on the larger hands, Shirou could only respond. His face shone crimson. He still gets flustered at the confession of love.

"Shirou…" Yonekuni tilted cherry lips to his own, whispering sweet nothings.

"Mama, Papa, what you doing?" 4 round eyes stared and 2 heads slightly adjured in question.

The grownups froze, Shirou still positioned for a kiss. Yonekuni stole a quick smooch then gave a goofy grin to the mouth gaped kids, who gasped.

"No fair Papa! We want to kiss Mama!"

The twins launched an attack, the croc managed to hold them abbey with one in each hand.

"Ma…ma, calm you two," Shirou sighed watching the loud battle.

"Papa a meanie," Yuiko complained.

"Yeah!" Shion agreed.

Yonekuni just laughed. Shirou just sighed again, but couldn't hide a soft smile. The blonde saw and grinned. The other turned away, trying to still seem angry.

"So what are we going to do about all these boxes?" Shirou coughed, slightly embarrassed.

"Like last year, throw them away." Yonekuni shrugged.

The wolf frowned, "it's still a waste," he said gazing at all the packages, mentally tallying up chocolate pieces.

"WAH!" the kids exclaimed, "Are all Papa's?"

Yonekuni gave a troubled laugh. He felt a sudden downturn in the room temperature, again. Shirou twitched in renewed annoyance.

"Yonekuni why don't you TAKE the kids while I clean…" The wife commanded.

"B…but I have to go see the restaurants." The husband stood back wondering how it turned sour so suddenly.

"Well…punishment," the wolf grinned, evilly, "Make sure to keep them close. If anything happens to them there will be trouble…"

"Y…yes," Yonekuni gulped.

"Besides… I can't clean this MESS with the children around, you understand…?"

The way his wife smiled sent shivers down the spine. Yonekuni couldn't refuse the order. Usually, the wolf would have sent the twins to ape-men grandparents. But the raven must had snapped a nerve. He's really intending to punish him, the husband.

The situation only hit home when Shirou prepared the traveling bag. There were sipper bottles, juice, snacks, extra jackets, blankets, colouring books, crayons… all stuff needed to care for the kids. Yuiko and Shion carried their own small bag, with activities to keep busy. Plus, their own favourite stuffed animal.

Yonekuni sighed with heavy regret when Shirou kicked the group out the door. "Not even a good bye kiss," the croc mumbled.

"Mama's angry?" Shion asked.

"Yes, I think so," Yonekuni answered.

"Is it all those prezies…?"

Yonekuni raised a brow. His kid was smart, for his age. "Yes, it is"

"Why?"

"…because Papa is suppose to only get prezies from Mama today. But people have been giving Papa prezies, so making Mama unhappy."

"the people meanies"

The father chuckled and patted the small head. "Yes they are," he smiled.

Strapping the twins in the car, it took a 30 minute drive to the smallest of the 3 restaurants. Parking, he took each child by hand and slowly walked to the building. Of course, the kids were curious of the place, but they never strayed. Mama instructed them to always follow Papa and too listen, before they came.

Their father greeted them to this man called, a manager. He seemed likable. Papa and him talked about things. It was adult talk; the children paid little attention and occupied themselves with what they brought.

The next restaurant had no difference then the past one. Papa did the same and talk to a "manager" about adult stuff.

"This boring," Yuiko groaned to her younger brother.

The young boy shrugged, calmly continued his colouring. His sibling just pouted at him but joined in to help finish the page.

"Think Mama's mad at Papa?" he asked when they completed the picture.

Yuiko nodded, "Papa got all the prezies."

"But not Papa fault!"

"I know, all the meanies fault"

Before Shion could respond, their father finished his business and called for them. It was on to the next and last restaurant.

==== ^.^ ====

"Such a waste," Shirou grumbled to himself, eyeing the mountainous pink packages. The exact event happened last year, ever since the opening of the restaurants.

He couldn't stop loathing those women. They're trying to lay their hands on his man, his husband. Yonekuni is his and his alone. The blonde kept whispering those lines over and over, till Shirou believed him. But he still can't stop his jealousy. He can't stop getting frustrated and irritated at the sight of those gifts with his beloved's name on.

With good vigour, he kept the mind busy with ideas on how to dispose of all the "junk". The candy that's individually wrapped he stored, for treats for the kids. Save some money, no need to throw ALL away. Feeling slightly elated, he grinned the idea he's thrusting an insult at the face of those women. Then he just ridiculed himself for such stupidity.

A couple of hours later, the floor was cleared. He could finally see his carpet. Taking the trash to the complex dumpsters, Shriou checked his text messages. Yonekuni mailed that they're on the way to the main restaurant. "I wonder how his coping…"

Maybe he was too harsh on the punishment. The success of these buildings pays for the rent and other expenses of the family. If his husband's mind is too occupied he can't concentrate on the job at hand. Watching two kids is a full time occupation, besides Shirou felt a little lonely. The apartment felt to quite, no little feet pit-a-patting or small laughter to fill the rooms.

Decided, Shirou text his husband he's on the way to fetch the kids.

==== o.o ====

too be continued….~

A/N: I feel bad ending off there. But I want to post something up quickly as I can. Thanks for the reviews…they kept me going…

Wait patiently for the next one… it might be a click away ~

It's hard trying to think talk like three year olds... i hope i got it right...lol and forgive any errors...i realized there were many.. i'll try to correct when i catch them...sorry..

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