This is a sequel to chapter 9. Hope you all enjoy, and please review.
The spacious bedroom was dim, the first rays of morning sunshine beginning to creep in through the cracks in the closed curtains. Large doves cooed loudly outside the room, the grey birds perched on the tree branches, having just returned from foraging in the large garden below them for a meal of worms.
The noise caused a slumbering man to stir, a thin sheet covering his muscular frame. Slowly blinking his azure eyes open, he sighed, remembering what day it was. Monday, the blonde cursed inwardly. Monday not only marked the start of the work week, but the end to the three day holiday. He frowned at the thought of returning to his job.
Sitting up on the soft mattress, Mwu gazed at his sleeping fiancee, strands of long chocolate hair covering her face. Her lips were curved in a small smile, her breathing soft and even. Oh yeah, she's got the next two weeks off, he remembered, brushing the stray locks out of her face, her hair silky to his touch. Wish I didn't have to go in, he sighed, gazing at her delicate features. At least we got to spend the holiday weekend together, he grinned. But still...she's been so busy at work, we haven't gotten to spend much time together lately, he gently caressed her porcelain cheek with his fingertips. I wish there was a way...hey...I think I know the perfect way, he grinned impishly, climbing out of the bed. Pulling a pair of pajama bottoms on, he quietly walked to the kitchen, careful not to wake the sleeping brunette.
The auburn haired woman yawned, stretching her long, slender arms. The scent of brewing coffee wafted through the room, causing the woman to sit up on the plush bed. "Huh?" She glanced at the black clock sitting on the wooden nightstand. "It's already 8:30...shouldn't he be at work?" She mumbled sleepily, wrapping a robe around her petite frame. "If I know him...," she giggled, making her way towards the source of the aroma.
"Hey there, beautiful," he flashed his signature boyish grin, his cerulean eyes sparkling in the morning sunlight. Lounging at the kitchen table, he set the newspaper down, a steaming mug of coffee in his hand.
"What's going on here?" Murrue raised an eyebrow, a knowing smirk playing on her lips. She leaned against the kitchen entrance, her arms folded across her chest, the beige tile cool beneath her feet.
"Isn't it obvious?" The tall man winked mischievously, taking a swig of the warm brown liquid. "It's breakfast time."
"Shouldn't breakfast have been an hour ago?" She pointed to the round clock hanging on the wall above him. "Did you forget what day it is?"
"Nope," he shook his head. "It's Monday, silly," he teased, a hint of laughter to his deep voice.
"But...you know what Monday means, right?" She sighed, making her way to the tiled counter top. Pouring herself a cup of the hot beverage, she sat down at the table.
"Sure do," he grinned. "But this Monday is different." He leaned forward in his cushioned chair, gently brushing his lips to hers.
"Oh...is that so?" The auburn haired woman giggled, savoring the warm liquid, the caffeine beginning to awaken her. The past few months had left her more tired than she thought, or cared to admit for that matter.
"Yep," his crystalline eyes beamed happily. "Because we get to spend it together," he gently squeezed her delicate hand.
"Mwu...," she covered her face with her other hand, shaking her head. "You know you should've gone to work," she looked over at him, rolling her eyes.
"I know...," Mwu laughed. "It's just that...the past few months have been so busy. I haven't gotten to spend much time with you. It's just for today, okay? I promise," his azure eyes pleading with her. "And besides, it'll be fun. We can got to a movie, or go shopping, or just stay home and watch tv. Anything really."
"Well...when you put it that way...," she smiled, wrapping her arms around his neck. "How can I refuse?" She pulled him down, his breath warm against her skin. "But just for today," she reminded him," covering his lips with hers.
"Yes ma'am," his chuckle rang throughout the quiet room. "Want some breakfast?" He stood up, making his way to the oak cupboards. "How 'bout some cereal?" He looked through the boxes, a grin plastered across his scarred face as he located his favorite, full of sweet, brightly colored marshmallows.
"That sounds good. I'll get the bowls," she began to stand up on the cool tile, but found herself cut off.
"Nah...you sit back down. You've been so tired lately. I'll get them," he reached his long arms up, grabbing a pair of blue bowls.
"But...I haven't been that tired," she protested, taking another gulp of bitter coffee.
"Then why have you been sleeping so late the past few days?" He cocked a blonde eyebrow, pouring cold milk into the glass bowls full of the sugary cereal.
"I...don't know," she mused. "I guess...maybe I have," she looked down, her cheeks flushed a pale pink.
"Murrue, honey," Mwu smiled, setting a bowl down in front of her, a silver spoon settled in the bowl. "It's okay to admit to being tired. Those long hours you've been working would exhaust anyone," he sat down, swallowing a big spoonful of cereal.
"I know you're right," the brunette sighed, picking up a small bit of the food with her spoon. "At least it's over now," she reminded him. "So what would you like to do today?" She finished the last of her breakfast, downing the last sip of coffee.
"Maybe we could go out into the city, shop around?" Mwu asked casually, his hands working to clean the bowls and mugs, tiny bubbles floating around in the air. "There are some good movies playing too," he stacked the clean bowls and cups in the wooden cupboards. "I've also got some ideas for later," he grinned devilishly, playfully winking at his embarrassed fiancee.
"I should've known," Murrue laughed, shaking her head. "But a movie does sound good. We haven't been to one in a long time," she looked through the newspaper for the show times. "After that...well...," she teased, her topaz eyes flashing brightly in the golden rays. "We'll see...," she walked up to where he stood by the sink, wrapping her arms around his bare chest.
"Sounds good to me," he smiled contentedly. This day really was going to be better than he originally thought. Maybe Mondays weren't so bad after all.
A/N:laughs: We all have those days when we just don't want to go to work or school. I've been having those days a lot lately. lol Thought this up at work Friday even though it was busy, busy, busy. Part two should be up later this week. Just need to sort out a few things first.
Hope you all enjoyed, and please read and review.