Author's Note: For all those reviewers who were confused about the timing of the last chapter, my writing wasn't incorrect it just wasn't the clearest. Haruhi had received a call from Fuyumi 2 days after the wedding but was reflecting on it after she realized that it had been 2 weeks since the wedding. I hope that helps.

True Manipulation- Chapter 10 Sultry Afternoon

A Quiet Restaurant- most likely in the V.I.P. Section

About 1:45 pm

She wasn't sure why she was so nervous. Of course, he hadn't said anything throughout the entire meal. He was obviously thinking deeply about something. He was very tense and preoccupied and would stare at her as if he wanted to say something but couldn't get the words to leave his throat.

"So… (She started)Any important business trips you are going to take?"

He grinned despite his own preoccupation, "No, Haruhi."

"Any new expenses that you want to discuss?"

"No."

She was exasperated, "Well what are you worried about then?"

He seemed to choose his words carefully, "Who says I am worried about something?"

"There is obviously something you are weighing in your mind!"

"Hmmn."

She might as well have married Mori for all the conversation she was getting out of him. "Well are you going to tell me?"

"Possibly."

She was ready to smack him, but glared instead. He paused and said, "I was trying to decide how you would react if I suggested we went home for an afternoon nap." He stared at her intently awaiting her reaction.

She had a question mark floating around her head as to why he would want to go back to bed. "That's ok I am not tired and we both know you slept until about noon today."

He pinched his nose with his eyes close, "You never make anything easy, do you?"

"Nani?"

"Maybe we should go to the beach instead for a couple of hours?" His eyes were shielding by the light reflecting off his glasses, but she could tell he was making some sort of conniving plans, and she was really sure she didn't like that at all.

They had returned home briefly to gather swim gear and other beach necessities. Kyouya popped in contacts as the servants were busily scurrying in and out of Haruhi's small house putting his things away.

They sat on a beach towel. They had been sitting, not talking, for awhile now and Haruhi didn't like it. She was content with peace and quiet for the most part, but being husband and wife she thought that there would be a least a little more interaction. "Shouldn't we be talking or something?"

He drew his eyes back to her from the water. She couldn't tell what he was thinking behind the black sunglasses. She did notice he had trouble focusing on her face. She decided that her bathing suit must have been distracting, perhaps she shouldn't have picked the lemon yellow color, maybe the twins were wrong, that it wasn't the height of fashion. "What about Nekowaza's ball?"

He looked puzzled, "What about it?"

"You never said anything about it, and you never go alone." She was in a roundabout way trying to ask why he had contacted her, at least to keep up pretense; he would have forced her to go in the past if he believed his image would have been tainted by her non appearance.

"I didn't tell you because the circumstances around our relationship didn't seem appropriate." His eyes turned back to the water.

She didn't like the silence, and she wanted a straight answer. She spoke quietly and he almost missed what she said, "Why did you leave me?"

It seemed that the air between them grew cold and tense. He didn't acknowledge that she had spoken and made no move to answer.

"It hurt my feelings." She continued on in the same small voice glancing down at her legs, instead of at him now. An arm wrapped around her bare waist as she was plastered against the front of his chest. She wasn't used to feeling or seeing Kyouya hug someone. He lay back with her on his extremely large towel as they listened to the waves. She was somewhat comforted but realized she could have married Mori for all the conversation they were having. She fell asleep in his arms some time after.

She was dreaming of a lover touching her everywhere. She sighed his name, "Kyouyaaa." The touching stopped for a second when her dream lover said, "Let me just get your legs." It all felt wonderful except for the occasional coldness and then hot under his hands. She twitched a little in her sleep and then said, "Kiss me Kyouya." The motions stopped altogether. Haruhi blinked open her eyes to find Kyouya poised over her with a bottle of sun lotion in his hand. She wished she had actually been startled, but she was only embarrassed. She knew she was sleeping and couldn't be held accountable for her actions, but couldn't believe she actually spoke out loud.

Kyouya put down the sunscreen and took off his sunglasses to set them aside. His beautiful coal colored eyes glistened as he leaned over her. He kissed her softly in case she wanted to pull away. She put her arms around his shoulders; it was the barest brush of lips as she inhaled his distinct scent. She sighed and he slid his tongue around the seam of her lips. She slid her hands down his back as she captured his tongue in her mouth. He was responsive to her actions but not hurried.

His mind numbing soft kiss felt gentler than anything she could imagine. It was different than the normal kisses they shared. It wasn't something she would have expected from a man, especially this man. It however was pure shadow king magic. She felt breathless and painfully seduced. His kisses were normally passionate and had the feel of being stolen. This was the special kind of kiss shared between a husband and wife, a kiss of ownership and knowing that the other person can only belong to you. He broke away from her and smiled down at her, "Haruhi you are beautiful."

It was a simple statement and she was so flattered because he didn't say it to host her, he actually believed it. He looked her over slowly, savoring the sight. She felt for one of the first times in years, truly beautiful. Kyouya kissed her again this time at the neck working his waiting slowly down towards her collarbone. Her legs had a mind of their own as they ran over the backs of his legs. Kyouya Settled his body more closely over hers, "Let me know if you want to stop."

She looked up at him like he was an idiot. She pulled him back down for a smoldering kiss. His hand found he line above the ties at her hip. He stroked a slow path back and forth causing her to shutter. Kyouya grinned before kissing her senseless. She kept wiggling under him. He kissed around her ear and returned to suck on her neck. His fingers pulled the ties at one side of her hips and moved the strings aside. He didn't do much else other than brush back and forth where the strings had previously been. His other hand stroked her stomach. Kyouya didn't seem to be in any hurry, but Haruhi's breathing had picked up pace and she dug her nails into his back.

"You aren't getting impatient are you Haruhi?" She made an annoyed sound in her throat. She didn't like his nonchalant attitude. Her tolerance for slowness was at an end. She would show him just how impatient she could be. She pulled the other set of strings to her bottoms, and pushed him off her long enough to sit up and shuck off that and her top. She back at him and found his eyes were blazing. If she hadn't been naked her clothes might have burned themselves off. She found her way on top of him and proceeded to kiss him with abandon. Her hands tried to push off his swim trunks without breaking the kiss. She succeeded in getting them past his sex; she smirked and rubbed her own against him. She gave her own breathy moan as he hissed. His phone rang in his shorts that were now only halfway off. Haruhi stilled.

He sat up long enough to grab the expensive blackberry and chuck it into the ocean. He flipped her over onto her back and kicked off his shorts. She looked up at him as they both stilled in that position. It was similar to the beach house but she didn't care about the merit and she was pretty sure he didn't either. He finally grinned down at her, "I think you are trying to get ahead of me Mrs. Ootori and we wouldn't want you to be disappointed now would we?"

"Kyouya!" She said it so desperately she started to shake with intense desire. His fingers found the outside of her hairless sex. She made strangled sounds and pitchy moans as she rocked in him. "Kyouya, Kyouya Please" she begged. He kissed her again quickly but returned to watch her as he slid a finger inside her. It was the most intense feeling of intimacy to have him watch her eyes as he pleasured her. He seemed to be intently searching for something, "Hold on Honey you are almost there." She writhed beneath him as she watched his coal colored eyes. The deep connection shattered as her own phone rang in her bag. Kyouya reached for it, as he was about to throw it she caught his hand, "I need my phone Kyouya."

He looked stubborn, "I'll buy you a new one," he was starting to breathe raggedly and his body was pulsing and shivering as he moved slowly against her. He was practically looking like he was going to self destruct at being interrupted. She leaned up into him and whispered in his ear, "Only on the condition that you give me what I want as soon as it hits water."

She released his hand and he threw it so fast before she could blinked he slid inside her. She gave a long gasp as he filled all of her. She wiggled a bit waiting for him to move. He looked down into her eyes as he pushed and pulled in small strokes. Her eyes told him exactly what he needed to know and he gained speed. Her arching increased his rhythm as they felt the pull in their sexes. He tamped down his own rush to wait for her. He was started to lose his measured stroke as he thrust faster. Her arch was getting deeper as she reached for it. She drowned in his black pools as she fell over the edge. His release shot hot inside her as he groaned her name.

She became aware of many things as her breathing started to slow. She felt slightly sore but intensely pleasured. The waves crashed against the sand as she held Kyouya tight. Her last thought before sleep claimed her was that Mori would definitely not have been an excellent choice.