A/N: Hey there! This is the first update for my stories after the breakdown! I know it sucks but bear with me.
Disclaimer: SDK's never mine, get that? NEVER!
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Chapter One – Daddy and Mommy are Falling Apart…
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Later that night, Yuya didn't talk to Kyo and she continued to give him the silent treatment and was busy combing her hair. Kyo was really annoyed by this…
"Say… if you're mad at me, why are you still here? Why aren't you somewhere else?" Kyo said, looking outside the porch.
Yuya mumbled something and this annoyed him even more. She stopped combing her hair and applied a little something on her face.
"Okay, what the hell is your problem?" Kyo raised his voice but Yuya didn't even show signs of shock.
Yuya rolled her eyes and continued to comb her hair. She kept her hair long because Kyo likes to twist his fingers in them. And all she could think right now was to cut them.
"Yuya!" Kyo got up from his sitting place and sat next to Yuya. "Yuya, look at me!"
Yuya glanced at him before looking away again. She mumbled something inaudible again. Kyo's patience has reached its limit!
"What the hell is your problem?" Kyo forced her look at him by jerking her shoulder. "Tell me your problem!"
Yuya refused to look at him and closed her eyes shut. She shook her head when Kyo applied more force.
"Yuya!"
"Alright! Just keep it down!" she glared at him and he could see how red her eyes was.
"Were… you crying?" Kyo released her shoulder. She looked away, covering her face. "Yuya!"
"Yes! I was! I don't think you'll care, though!" She got up from her sitting place and made her way to leave. "I'll sleep at Yuko's if you don't mind… good night!"
Kyo stopped her by grabbing her wrist. He pulled her to him and hugged her tight. Yuya tried to wriggle out of his embrace. "Let me go!"
Kyo didn't even budge and Yuya cursed at how strong her husband was. She tried to bite her way out but Kyo stopped all her movements. "Kyo!"
Kyo didn't respond to her words. He lifted her up and threw her being on the laid out futon and pinned her. He then started to do what he's good at… removing one's clothes…
"Kyo!" Yuya screamed. "Kyo! Get off of me!" she pushed him away but Kyo was determined to take control over her again, just like before.
A loud knocking was heard. "Haha-ue! Chichi-ue!" it was Kyei's voice.
"Go to sleep!" Kyo shouted.
"But!"
"GO NOW!" Kyo ordered.
Hurried footsteps were heard and it became fainter, leaving the room quiet. Kyo gazed at the woman pinned beneath him. "You're my wife, and I shall remind you of that."
Yuya shook her head in disagreement. "No! Kyo! You promised to never force me! Have you forgotten about that?" she shouted.
"I've never… but have you forgotten what today is?" Kyo shot back.
Yuya shook her head slowly, trying to remember. She looked to her left and right, obviously trying to not look at Kyo.
"Look at me!" Kyo spat out.
Yuya looked at him, her eyes unsure. "What is today…?"
Flashback…
"Hm… so… it's… you can't force me but on certain anniversaries… you can?" Yuya asked to make sure.
Kyo gave her a squeeze.
"Okay…"
"And… on normal days… it's to be decided by me?" she asked again.
"Yeah, but on Fridays, it's a must."
"Oh… why?"
"Why should I tell you?" Kyo smirked.
Yuya blushed. "I'm your wife."
"Alright… it's because…" and then Kyo didn't finish, seeing Yuya's yukata sliding off of her body.
End of flashback…
Yuya blushed recalling that incident. "So… are you saying that today is…"
Kyo sighed. "It's our anniversary. We've been married for… 17 years and this year is 18 years. I can't believe you forgot and I remembered."
"You remembered 'cause you can force me to do it!"
"Yuya, let me remind you that you're 33 years old. Your children are big now. You're still childish. Can you not try and be a wife that obeys?" Kyo stated.
Yuya blushed furiously. "I'm… I'm 33 years old? I'm THAT old?" she cried out. Kyo backed away when Yuya started to shiver nervously. She sat up and cried.
"What the hell?" Kyo murmured, confused.
"I'm 33?" She looked at him seriously. "How old is Yuka… oh! Oh yeah… I am OLD…"
Kyo's jaw dropped. He cannot believe that his wife has been so unaware… and he thought Hotaru was dense!
"You… you're actually telling me that… you forgot your age?"
"Well, I didn't notice since all this time you made me feel the same and oh- nothing…" she stopped and blushed when she saw she was half dressed. She fastened her yukata and turned to leave. "Good night."
Kyo stopped her yet again but this time, he didn't give her even a chance to talk. "I'll still make you feel the same as ever… and I don't care if our children should hear you scream… you are mine…" he whispered and ended that with such a tone that sent Yuya shivering.
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"Oh… I feel so weird…" Yuko murmured as she tried to block the noise from entering her sweet innocent ears. She was blushing heavily.
Yuka was smiling to herself, she was very happy of this happening. "Make more babies, blessed parents… let me torture more siblings…" she smiled evilly as she rubbed her hands together, scheming something.
"Oh you! Don't listen!" Yuko whispered.
"Well, whatever… it's like free… free something…" Yuka made leaned to the shoji door and made her ears hug it. "Ah… haha-ue sounds so… so in pleasure…"
"You pervo! Chichi-ue will kill you!" Yuko whispered through gritted teeth. She was very red as cherry tomatoes now (A/N: eats one. Yum!).
"Hm… you go to sleep you innocent waif…" Yuka took out her sewing kit and smirked. "I wonder if Kyei can stop his nose from bleeding…"
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"ARGH! Kaze! Get me water and towels!" Kyei's voice desperately tried to scream without eve screaming. He was stuffing his nose with the blanket.
Kazeshii ran out of the room, blocking his ears form any noise. He came back as fast as the wind. He passed the basin of water to his brother. After that, he continued sleeping just like before his brother shrieked.
"Why did our parents give us a room next to theirs!" Kyei groaned.
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Yuya woke up very, very tired. Her whole body ached. Her hair was a mess. Her yukata was nowhere to be found. She muttered curses before she made herself hunt down her yukata. She covered herself with the blanket which she didn't remember covering herself with and wonders the reason why Kyo's a demon…
…and yeah, she got the answer…
"Kyo… you're an obnoxious jerk…" she muttered, mouth dry.
"Oh, am I? Your reactions yesterday disagree with you."
"Oh, shut up…" Yuya mumbled. "Oh, where is it?"
"It's underneath you…" Kyo told her, smoking his pipe, sighing. He was leaning at the frame of the porch.
Yuya stopped her search and glared at him. She pulled the said thing from under her and took a sniff of it. It smelled of their love making and she convinced herself to not wear that for a week. She knew her children would be traumatized.
"You're so irresponsible. I thought we made a deal to send the kids off to Shinrei-san's when we're 'ruffling the sheets'. You broke that without even a single guilt, I see…" Yuya scoffed.
"Whatever… well, last night was the best for you so far… I assume?" Kyo decided.
"Just go out and take a bath, dear husband…" she said through gritted teeth.
"Just remember."
Yuya turned to look at him questionably. "Remember what?"
"The words I murmured last night, that I repeated… are all true…" he said before he left.
Yuya was dumbfounded. "You love me that much…? Oh, Kyo… I'm sorry…" she sobbed out when she was aware that her cheeks were wet.
"I love you too…"
"Sometimes… the one we hurt the most is the one we care for very much, so Yuya, I'm sorry f I hurt you…"
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A/N: Hm… I decided to make this fic a bit more matured than my others… well, maybe, so what do you think? Is it better than the others (I mean how I write) or should I stick to the pervertish-childish writing? R&R!
