Hi everyone! I'm back. I have maybe the next chapter or two written already, but I don't want to post it all at once and then have nothing for you if I have writer's block or something (which is the case right now). Anyway, I hope you enjoy this next chapter. Read and Review and tell me what you think or any areas you think I should improve. Thanks!

Disclaimer: I do not own Wedding Peach.


Hinagiku woke to the sound of the water running in the bathroom.

'What the hell is that man doing at...' She glanced at the clock. '8 in the morning?' She thought.

Knowing she wouldn't be able to get back to sleep, she sat up and stretched her arms over her head and let out a loud yawn. Takuro came out of the bathroom a moment later and walked over to his waking wife.

"Good morning, Hinako." He said as he kissed her chastely on the lips.

'This is a change.' She thought.

"Hey, what are you so happy about, anyway?"

He didn't answer, but merely took her hand and guided her to their bathroom. The bathroom was huge compared to most. It was an American/Japanese style mixture. On the left there was a shower, and immediately behind it was a Jacuzzi tub.

In the back was the Japanese tub filled to the brim with hot, scented water, and to the right of it was the washing station, already prepared. The sink and toilet were to the right of the bathroom, and the door leading out to the hallway was in between the Jacuzzi and the Japanese-style tub. Hinagiku was very impressed with his taste in décor the first time she stepped in there.

The whole house was very large and elegant. Takuro made sure to include the best of both their likes and tastes when speaking to the designer and architect. Needless to say, she was a happy woman.

Takuro stood behind her with his hands on her shoulders as he led her inside.

"I prepared a bath for the two of us." She looked around. "I know you showered last night, but I was so tired I decided that it would be better to wait until now."

"And then I thought, since neither of us are working, why don't I plan things for us to do today. Kind of like a date, except we won't be leaving the house."

Hinagiku kept quiet and looked at him, waiting for him to continue what he was saying. Takuro, thinking he messed up again, apologized instantly.

"Was I wrong? I'm sorry. It's just..." He sighed and paced a bit.

"I don't know. It feels like we don't spend any time together. We see each other every day, I know, but it's been a while since I've gotten to...be with you, Hinako."

Hinagiku could have kissed him right then. How was it that whenever she felt insecure, he would make it better without even trying? She almost couldn't help herself from laughing at his apology.

"Takuro! What have I told you about saying sorry?" She said with a smile.

Takuro blushed before apologizing again, which earned him a stern look from his wife.

"Don't apologize for doing all of this. Actually, I was feeling a little neglected by you. I felt like, between us working and stuff, that we didn't spend a lot of time together."

She walked up to him and poked him in the chest with her finger. "We never talk anymore." She gave him a small smile. "And I miss that." He returned the smile and took her hand in his.

"So, I can't wait to see what you have planned for us to do today!"

Takuro's insecurities vanished as she then beckoned him to remove his clothes and get into the bath with her. Even though they'd been married for a little over four months now, he still felt embarrassed when he got undressed in front of her or when he saw her undressed. Hinagiku would always tease him because of his shyness, but she also thought it was kind of cute.

He tried his best to hide his flushed face as he watched her lift her shirt above her head and throw it on the floor next to her. Her full upper body was now exposed to him and, though he'd seen it countless times before, he couldn't help but examine and appreciate every curve. She made short work of her pants and underwear before going to the washroom and lathering up her towel.

"Takuro, stop watching me and come on!" She yelled, her back to him.

"Ah..co...c...coming." He stammered as he undressed and joined her.

After washing, both got into the water and let out a collective sigh. Takuro leaned against the wall and Hinagiku lay with him with her back against his chest.

The water steamed around them, creating a romantic atmosphere that Hinagiku was very grateful for. These were moments she would cherish. She and Takuro never had a moment's peace when Momoko and Yuri were around. Any time they would be remotely romantic, the teasing would commence.

That was one of the reasons why they were never into public displays of affection. It was like a reflex to disperse whenever people were around because of the trauma their friends put them through.

But now that they were alone together, Hinagiku was going to take full advantage of having him all to herself today. That meant she would try to drop her 'independent woman' attitude and let him take care of her.

Takuro sighed in contentment and ran his hands up and down her bare arms, enjoying the feel of her skin. What she did next both surprised and delighted him.

Hinagiku moved from her position and turned around to give him a hug and place butterfly kisses on his neck. Takuro's arms encircled her back and his legs gripped her thighs to keep her from falling before resting his head on her shoulder. He felt so light and happy whenever she was in his arms, especially when there weren't any clothes between them.

He didn't know why, but he felt that hugging her like this was an extremely intimate gesture that he would never trade. He loved every part of her and felt that this was one of the only ways he could show her. Hinagiku felt the same way he did. She couldn't wrap her mind around the fact that this simple hug held more sentimental value than any possession she owned.

She melted into the hug, almost drifting asleep because of how comfortable and safe she felt. Takuro moved his hand and began brushing her hair with his fingers, which elicited another moan from the woman in his arms. Takuro moved his head from her shoulder close to her ear.

"I love you so much, Hinako." He breathed. It was so full of love and lust that she couldn't help her breath hitching in her throat.

She turned her attention from his neck to his lips and gave him a long, soft kiss that told him all she felt.