Fac:, Eleria was homeschooled along with her cousins. Her father and some of his accomplices (professors and scholars from prestigious universities) took their time molding the Saint-Clair children. But due to the privileges of home, there were some programs which she wasn't able to finish.
Latin, for one. She hates it! Kuroro, on the other hand, enjoys it.
"You are not allowed to leave the house until you've finished your translation" Sumire, the next in line to be head of securities said with finality. She was petite and skinny, her deep red hair was cut neck-length, her skin was sun kissed and rosy, even the seemingly perfect facade cannot hide her commanding and confident character.
"But Kuroro and I are going out" Eleria reasoned out, trying to win Sumire's approval. Sumire made a deep sigh. Her father, the soon-to-be former head of securities, placed a huge responsibility on her shoulders. Being in a position such as, holds a great deal of honor, but the responsibilities are great and the tasks are herculean. Her jurisdiction not just falls within the manor home, but of course on all properties owned by the family Saint-Clair.
"Mr. Lucifer will see to it that you finish your work before you go out" Sumire replied, just as the same time Kuroro entered the library, both hands in his front pockets. Wearing a very handsome suit.
"You're in on this?" She glared at her husband.
Kuroro nodded, unimpressed. "Bart told me how far behind you are with your lessons.."
"I'm not that far off" she protested, "I just chose to discontinue some subjects, I can't see how I'm going to use Latin in an English speaking country"
"Est is amo is totus vicis?" Is she like this all the time? Kuroro smiled at Sumire polotely.
"Totus vicis" all the time Sumire nodded, she is of course in favor of Kuroro, she thinks he'd set a very good example for her young mistress. A handsome young man, very intelligent and bright, though at times, she feels anxious around him. She could tell, Kuroro is a dangerous man.
Eleria frowned, "Fine.." she did not understand a single thing of course, that's how bad she really is. "But!" she held out her clean sheet of paper for Sumire to see. "I'll only finish up to here" she pointed on the middle part of her paper.
Sumire shook her head in a disapproval.
"Here?" Eleria traced her finger a little further down, "It's almost at the end"
Sumire sighed, "That simply won't do."
"Don't worry about it, I'll make sure she finishes it all Sumire-san" Kuroro smiled at Sumire. He cannot believe his young wife would be haggling how far off she can finish with her paper work.
And with that Sumire, ever so thankful that she could at least trust the young man with Eleria's lessons, if not her life. She gave them both a polite bow before she went off to tend to other matters.
"There's no way I'm going to be able to finish this" Eleria warned Kuroro, she looked at her paper disappointingly, as if she already admitted to herself that she won't be able to this on her own, not in this lifetime.
"Yes, there is." Kuroro said, he was looking at the article she needs to translate, "It's very easy, I'm sure you'll be done in half an hour"
"Can you finish all these in half an hour?" Eleria's widened in disbelief, she suddenly remembered all the things she does during Latin. Pass paper messages with her cousin Anya, who also didn't finish Latin, but who's lucky enough to be away from home.
"I said you can finish this in half an hour, I on the other hand, can do it in.. let's say 7? 10? minutes." Kuroro smirked.
"Cocky" Eleria sneered. She let out a deep breath as she started translating Latin texts to English with the help of her cellphone with a translating application. Kuroro was watching her from where he was standing, with a good book at hand he'd occasionally check on her. Once or twice, he bent down to peer through her work from behind stealthily.
"That last one there is wrong" Kuroro suddenly said, Eleria almost jumped to her feet in fright. Upon realizing that her husband is reading her work, she leaned over to cover the papers on her desk.
"Don't look!" she cried
"Let me check it" Kuroro held out his hand, "there's something that needs to be corrected"
"I'll correct it myself" Eleria snapped, blushing. Of course she was lazing around, of course she wants to get this done with, so she's making some "short cuts" and of course she doesn't want her highly intelligent husband to be snooping around trying to correct her doctored masterpiece.
"Suit yourself then" Kuroro said with a timid smile on his face, he can tell Eleria is getting tired and restless. And he would want nothing more than to get her done with Latin, what better way to do it fast than to have him teach her. But how could he do that she wouldn't even let him look at her paper.
"This would take longer than what I would have expected" Kuroro said disappointingly.
"Who asked you to wait anyway" Eleria stuck her tongue out then smiling sheepishly.
He walked across the room, right through the exit.
"Where are you going?" Eleria asked.
"will try to get some fresh air, you want anything?" he looked back at her, and her heart raced all of a sudden. He was just smiling at her like that and he looked so fair and angelic.
Eleria shook her head no, "Just keep your nose off my paper" she flushed.
"Mn..." was what she could make out of what he said as he left.
It was really amusing, to him at least. Living with her, watching her like she was some kind of lab rat. He finds her incredibly strange and amusing, even better than reading an arcane book, definitely not boring.
... Half an hour later...
It was already mid afternoon, the warm rays of the sun peered through the high glass windows beautifully, the soft lights landing, illuminating the massive library. There she sat on the silken chair, peaceful.
Kuroro was staring at his lovely wife in disbelief, he shook his head with a grin. He left her for half an hour, in full confidence that she'd be finished by that time. Now, half an hour later, he finds her sleeping soundly on the train wreck she calls her Latin.
"You're unbelievable.." Kuroro mumbled to himself. He gently, soundlessly walked towards his slumbering wife. He stood right behind her. Her head was turned to the side, her tresses covering her pallid face, and underneath would be her unfinished paper.
He bent down and stopped the moment he caught her scent. It was lovely and gentle, the kind of scent he'll never get tired of. Slowly he brushed her long locks away from her face. Slightly feeling the softness of her cheeks with the tips of his fingers.
And so he stopped. He's never been this close to a girl before, let alone a sleeping girl. For real. He was looking at her, staring almost. She looks so serene and peaceful with her long lashes. her pink lips in direct contrast to her pallid face and slightly blushing cheeks.
She stirred and so he froze, even his breathing stopped as he suddenly came in to his senses. The moment he felt her falling deeper in her slumber, he took the opportunity to carefully pull her paper from underneath her cheek. After a few minutes of pull, stir and wait. He was able to get a full hold of what she calls her engineered masterpiece.
He forced himself not to laugh, clearly this would have been mistaken to be a child's work. Not only did she write in huge letters to eat up space but also she managed to cut off some sentences and delete some words. But he has to hand it to her, unless it's been examined carefully, no one would even notice.
He sat beside her as he took her pen and the article which she needs to translate. Using a new piece of paper, he started from the very beginning, finishing it a couple of minutes later. After which he took one last glance at his wife, not exactly the kind of date he has in mind. But whatever works. He placed a can of orange soda on her desk along with Kuroro's neatly piled genius work.
"You're really troublesome you know" Kuroro smiled. "and somehow, I seem to be in a really good mood today.."