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Bug is the nickname for the user Sugarbug in the Ushi no Tane forums.

Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING!. Harvest Moon Series and all of its characters belong to Marvelous Interactive.

This one-shot was originally posted on 01/03/09.


You're sleeping on the throne tonight

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A one-shot by Bug

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It was a rare and beautiful thing, for a God to love a human.

Except when they fought over the bed sheets. That could get ugly.

But that would be getting ahead of one's self.

It all started one night in bed, the night after their wedding night. No, there was no sex involved. Get your mind out of the gutter. They were still tired from last night's romp, you pervs.

With that out of the way…

The story…err…continues to begin in bed the night after their wedding night, and Akari and the Harvest God were settling in to sleep.

Akari, of course, was exhausted from a day of tree-cutting and rock-smashing. Whatever the hell she was planning to do with that was very important, indeed. That, with the stress of pretending that her husband couldn't just poof it all there for her, made her very tired. So, she felt entitled to a good night's sleep in a comfortable bed.

The Harvest God had spent a long day doing…very…godly…things? It was a stressful job for him to watch over the very exciting and action-filled island.

…Okay, fine. He mostly just played DDR all day. Wherever the hell he got that from. Never-the-less, he was entitled to a good night's sleep in a comfortable bed, because he said so.

And that is where the conflict starts.

After defying all logic—and physics—by fitting in Akari's big bed together, they were about to fall asleep. And they did. And the Harvest God rolled over, effectively hogging the blankets. Akari attempted to retrieve them, but do to her husband's rather obvious strength and presumably large weight, her efforts were futile. Or were they?

With all of Akari's tree-cutting and rock-smashing and field-plowing, she was much stronger than she looked.

And so, she took the sheets back.

And then the Harvest God took them back.

By this time, aggravated, Akari yanked them back into her possession. There was a groan by her side.

"Don't…" her husband grumbled.

"Don't hog the sheets." She grumbled back. The Harvest God sighed, rolling over, and hugging his wife in his arms, while at the same time, being a sneaky bastard and taking the blankets back. Akari didn't notice, seeing as her husband was "hot" in every definition of the word. It was a nice compromise.

Well, you'd think, but…

After a while, Akari realized that her husband was too hot, in every sense of the word. (Yes, there is such a thing.) She swiftly kicked him out of the bed, with her farmer-fu.

It was plain to see who wore the pants in the relationship. (Get it? Because Akari wears pants and the Harvest God wears a robe.)

"Ouch! Dammit, Woman! What was that for!?" He demanded.

"Ignis, dare I say that you are too hot." Akari explained.

"That's not what you said when—" Akari threw a pillow at her smirking husband's head, blushing in embarrassment.

"That's enough. You're sleeping on your throne, tonight." Akari commanded.

"Who are you to tell me where to sleep!?"

And cut to him on his throne.

"Oh, right…she's my wife," he sulked, trying to make himself comfortable on the hard rocks; a task which proved too hard for even the Harvest God.

Fin, who had followed him there for his own amusement, giggled at him. The God zapped him. It was Fin's own fault, really. He should know better by now.

The Harvest God slowly fell asleep, comforting himself with the fact that it was only for tonight.

Oh, if only he knew…

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