I'm back.

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So... What did ya guys THINK? The reception wasn't that bad, eh? :) Who am I kidding, It was terrible. :) I can't write about weddings... :(

Okay. Like I said, better about updating. You get the point.

~Numbersixteen

Haruhi opened her eyes to the light that was coming from the window. She blinked, adjusting to the light.

She still wore her wedding dress and Hikaru still wore parts of his tux. His shirt was unbuttoned at the top and untucked from his pants. She looked at the time. It was 11:30 in the morning. She sighed and rolled over to look at Hikaru who was still asleep. His hair was messed up and she tried to remember all that had happened that night. She remembered that they'd come home and shared a bottle of champagne but couldn't recall anything after that. She just smiled fondly at him, truly enjoying herself.

She must have laid there for an hour before he finally started to stir. He stretched slightly before blinking open his eyes. He smiled devilishly at her smiling face. "Good morning Mrs. Hitachiian."

Haruhi's smile quickly disappeared.

"You're not going to kiss me again?" Hikaru pouted.

"No. I'm not." Haruhi said quite bluntly.

"Oh..." Hikaru sighed, disappointed, "I was hoping that could be a regular thing."

"No, Hikaru. It was only a one time thing." Haruhi half-smiled at him.

"Fine then," Hikaru shrugged.

"That's it?" Haruhi asked suspiciously, "No arguement?"

Hikaru just shrugged again, "You said you won't kiss me."

"Yeah I did." Haruhi still eyed him.

"You never said," He grinned devilishly, "I couldn't kiss you." Before Haruhi was able to respond, Hikaru firmly held her face and pulled it to his lips. The kiss was longer than any of them at the wedding. Haruhi just let him kiss her, she actually was enjoying it, but wouldn't admit it even to herself. When they broke apart, both caught their breath and just looked at eachother.

"Well," Haruhi suddenly ended the moment, "I suppose it's time to get out of this dress, and you out of that tux." She rose and stood next to the bed.

Hikaru just watched her get up, "Do you want to take my tux off for me?" He asked so innocently.

Haruhi turned to glare at him, "You're a big boy now, you can do it."

Hikaru whined, "But Haruhi-"

Haruhi cut him off, "No. I got to get out of this dress anyway and make some breakfast. We also need to pack for our honeymoon. Remember? We leave tonight?"

Hikaru stood and grumped, "Fine." He made his way to the closet.

Haruhi sighed and went to the bathroom to strip off the dress. Once out of the dress, she realized she had no clothes to change into. She muttered to herself about not remembering to get clothes before getting undressed as she debated just putting the dress back on or just wrapping a towel around her. She decided to go with the easier route. The towel, because there was no way she was going to get back into that dress. She folded a towel around her petite body and left the bathroom. She went across the room to the closet. Once in the closet she shut the door. She turned around and took a step, and then bumped into something.

"Har-" Hikaru only got half her name out before he realized she wasn't wearing her dress anymore, and just a towel.

She looked up and both blushed a dark red.

"Wh-Where's your clothes..?" Hikaru asked, looking to the side.

Haruhi looked down, "Uh... I forgot to get a change of clothes before I took my dress off. I didn't think you were in here so I..." She didn't finish the sentence. Both just stood there awkwardly. They'd lived together for a while and not even once had they ever come close to something like this.

"I'll just grab some clothes and be on my way..." Haruhi said and sidestepped awkwardly, trying to get around him, face still like a tomato.

"N-No." Hikaru stuttered, turning to look at her, "I'll just leave." He said and left the closet, shutting the door behind him. Haruhi just sat and stared at the door for a while, still blushing madly. But she quickly shook it off and changed into a little dress that Kaoru had designed and given her for a wedding present. It was a dark purple with silver designs patterned all over it. It had spagetti straps so she put a black sweater on over it. All in all, she looked cute in it.

She left the closet and went back to the bathroom to collect the dress. She went back to the closet and hung it up, smoothing it out and smiling fondly at it. When she heard a banging coming from the kitchen, she grew irritated and left the closet. She walked down the hall and into the massive kitchen. "Hikaru! What are you doing?"

Hikaru was startled and turned to face her, "Uh... I was trying to make you breakfast..." He explained awkwardly.

Haruhi rolled her eyes and went over to his mess. He had at least five pots out and all kinds of different ingredients scattered all around the counter. "What were you trying to make?"

"Oatmeal," Hikaru replied.

"Well I can tell you this," Haruhi chuckled, picking up a box, "You don't need a box of noodles to make oatmeal."

Hikaru rolled his eyes, "I knew that, I was just messing with you."

Haruhi didn't feel like arguing, "Course you did. But let me show you how." She started putting ingredient after ingredient into a clean bowl. She let him stir it and once it was finished, let him serve it to her.

They ate in silence until Hikaru dared to speak, "A towel, huh?"

I Know, I know. This chapter is SUPER short. But I wanted to end it right there. :) I thought it was funny. :)

So I tried really hard to make this chapter a cute one. xD I hope I succeeded.

You know how you can tell me if I did succeed or not? REVIEW!

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NEXT CHAPTER! I am gonna probably suck at writing it, but I hope you all will like it. I'm about to write it, so pray for me! :)

I love you all!

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Peace!

~NumberSixteen

P.S. CHRISTMAS IS TOMORROW! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Yeah, I wrote this on Christmas Eve. I'm cool.