A Rich Love

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So, hope you enoy the chapter, and no, I can NOT promise that it will be as long as the last one.

Chapter Thirty-Five:
Little Hiro

Natsume Hyuuga and Mikan Sakura had adopted a little boy. He was a sweet, lively six year old with dark hair and mischeivous green eyes that sparkeled a lot, especially when you mentioned food. His name was Hiro Takarai, but it would soon be changed to Hiro Hyuuga when Natsume and Mikan married.

Mikan adored Hiro and babied him a lot. Natsume knew that she would, but he had never really thought about how much it would affect him to have a child around. Mikan was besotted by Hiro who was a little charmer.

And Natsume was indefinately jealous.

Despite only a week passing after the adoption, Natsume had realised how much Mikan adored their son. She was giving him all the attention and affection, which annoyed Natsume a little because he used to be the one who got all those hugs and kisses, however, Mikan's were a bit more mature with him, and now that Hiro was around... well, Natsume realised that he wasn't going to always get what he wanted.

"Hiro, honey, what do you want to eat today?" cooed Mikan as she picked up Hiro and hugged the boy. He was small and cuddly and sweet, everything a child should be. The boy smiled, hugging Mikan. He had quickly settled in, thanks to Mikan who was being so motherly and caring towards him.

"Pizza!" Hiro chirped as Mikan beamed, then hugged him again. She really did love having a kid around, but Natsume was thriving with frustration. His Mikan was giving more attention to their son than she was him, which was a taboo thing in his books.

"Pizza it is, then. Natsume, will you help me?" asked Mikan as she placed Hiro onto the couch, in front of the TV. Natsume nodded, following Mikan towards the kitchen area of their apartment. As he passed Hiro, however, the little boy looked rather gleeful. Damnit, the kid knew exactly he was doing! Natsume just poked his tongue out at Hiro childishly, then went into the kitchen with Mikan.

Mikan stared at Natsume silently, then smirked knowinly,

"You're jealous." she said in a smug tone. Natsume shook his head, denieing it.

"What the heck are you talking about?" Natsume muttered, walking over to the refridgerator to get out a pizza. "I'm not jealous."

"You are and you know it! You're jealous that Hiro's getting all my attention. You've only just realised that a child means you can't get your relief whenever you want, now." Mikan teased, poking her fiancé in the ribs gently. "And you can't handle it. You're so much like a kid." and Mikan giggled,

"Pretty observant, aren't you?" Natsume muttered, then pulled her closer to him. "If only I'd known what having a child entitled." he then leaned down and kissed Mikan's neck as she let her gaze drift to the door. She hoped that Hiro wouldn't walk in, or he'd just pretend to be sick and say that the two are gross.

"Natsume... the door's open, Hiro could..." Mikan was then cut off by Natsume's lips being pressed against hers roughly. She couldn't deny his kiss, she never could. She gave into him so easily it was almost annoying. After a moment or two, Natsume pulled away with a smirk playing on his mouth,

"He's too busy watching the TV... come on, Mikan, I haven't had any from you for a week. Hiro's been taking up all of our time together." Natsume muttered, his hands falling slowly from the small of her back to her butt as she blushed deeply.

"B-but..." she started, but Natsume's lips were once again pressed against hers, and then a gentle nibble on her lower lip could be felt,

"No buts. You want me and you can't deny it." he huskily whispered into her ear. His lips started to trace down her neck as Mikan's breathing hitched. Yes, she wanted him, but she didn't want Hiro to catch them at it! That would be very horrifying for him to see Natsume and Mikan... she couldn't imagine the look on his face, and didn't anticipate to see it any time soon.

"Can't we do this later? Hiro can walk in at any minute, asking for his pizza." Mikan mumbled, clearly making excuses. What Natsume didn't like, however, was the fact that she was right. Hiro could walk in any second, because that kid had a stomach like an elephants, he just ate and ate.

"Mikan..." Natsume growled, pulling away from her as she gave Natsume an apologetic look,

"I'm sorry, Natsume, but I don't want to risk losing Hiro at all! One word against us from him to the adoption agency could lose us our right to care for him! I love the kid, Natsume." Mikan told him, starting to pout to get her point across. Oh god, she was even using her puppy dog eyes...

"It's been barely a week, Mikan... but I know how passionate you are about kids, so fine, I'll let it slide." he told her, and Mikan's face immediately lit up. She started to hug Natsume, not knowing how much of a reaction he was getting just from the hug. "However, you'll have to... repent when Hiro starts school... a lot." and his smirk grew a bit wider as Mikan turned red at the thought of what Natsume might do to her.

Damn her perverted mind. Of course, she blamed Natsume entirely for how her mind had turned out, she wasn't as perverted before she met him.

"F-fine... now let's get on with dinner before Hiro starts asking why we're taking so long." Mikan rushed, turning to the cooker and turning on the heat as Natsume smirked at her for a second, and with a quick grab of her butt and a little squeal from Mikan, he got on with helping her make dinner for Hiro...

"You're mean." Mikan muttered in the darkened bedroom as she cuddled up to Natsume, who was occupying himself with Mikan's neck and kissing it roughly and quickly. A little sigh escaped Mikan's lips as Natsume continued by leading his hands to her t-shirt cladded chest.

And he found out that she wasn't wearing a bra that night.

"Someone's going to be abused, tonight." whispered Natsume in a dark voice as Mikan blushed. Natsume couldn't see the blush, but he knew that he'd somewhat embarassed his dear little fiancé in a way. He pressed his lips onto Mikan's, leaving her neck momentarily, and gave her a chaste kiss. Mikan responded, as she always did, and brought the kiss into something a little more heated and also more to Natsume's liking.

Which also brought on a whole lot of groping on Mikan's behalf.

"Natsume..." Mikan moaned silently, pulling away from the kiss to bite down onto her lip. She wanted to keep quiet, because Hiro was only in the next room; Natsume's old studio. If he suddenly walked in on the two of them doing it, he'd be pretty scarred.

"Don't try and make yourself quiet," Natsume whispered gently, taking her lips into his again as he massaged her breasts slowly. "you know you want to scream." he finished, letting one hand go up Mikan's baggy shirt to cup her bare breast and give it a good feel.

"Ah... ahn." Mikan tried to keep quiet, but she was just proving Natsume's point... she did want to scream. Very loudly, in fact. She hadn't been having sex with Natsume for a week, true, but his touch just sent electric waves running up through her body. She needed satisfying, so did he, but Mikan wanted his touch so much more than she would let on.

"I love you... I love your body, too." Natsume hissed gently, scrunching up the shirt Mikan was wearing and ducking under the covers.

"P-perv," groaned Mikan, but wasn't denying Natsume access to her chest area. He was already attacking her breasts roughly with his mouth, making sure to tease her just right so that she moaned more. He would have to be lying if he said that he wasn't taking any delight in making his Mikan moan...

Natsume took the time to rise from under the covers and let his lips move against Mikan's ear "Right back at you, Miss Perv... you're just as bad as me, what with those nasty little moans of yours. You're practically screaming with desire everytime I kiss you, touch you and please you." whispered Natsume darkly as Mikan unconciously pressed her body against his, unaware of the effect she suddenly gave Natsume from her bare chest touching his.

"You're so mean..." she breathed gently, before realising that Natsume's excitement was pressed against her thigh. Mikan smirked inwardly, took Natsume's head between her hands, and started to kiss him rather teasingly. If he wanted her to play, she'd damned well play!

"Finally, you're getting into it." growled Natsume, and started to kiss her back roughly, his hands back on her breasts as Mikan forced her tongue into Natsume's mouth, pushing him underneath her and placing her knee's either side of him, toppling over Natsume dominantly.

God, he loved it when Mikan was taking the lead, she could be very aggressive when she was in control.

Mikan straddled Natsume, an innocent look doning her face which she often used to manipulate Natsume a little. It was true that he couldn't resist an innocent face, especially when the woman herself looked so innocent that he wanted to violate her there and then. Mikan could feel his erection pressing against her panties, and it excited her.

"Natsume-kun," Mikan drawled slowly, making sure to rub herself against him in a torturing way, "Mikan-chan's going to go nice and s-l-o-w-l-y, just. for. you." she whispered in a husky voice, trailing her hands down his chest and planting gentle, fluttery kisses along his jaw to work him up a bit. Mikan got a bit more than she bargained for, though...

"Whoa, Natsume, down boy!" she giggled quietly, but started to kiss Natsume roughly once again, her teeth biting onto his lower lip, her tongue grazing his teeth and touching his whilst his hands roamed around her body, grabbing her butt and tugging at her panties. Mikan herself was starting to pull down Natsume's boxers in earnest, wanting to free his manhood of its prison.

"I love you." whispered Natsume in between kisses as Mikan dragged her hands through his hair, leaving his boxers alone for the time being. She was just content with kissing the hell out of Natsume, they hadn't been so passionate for a while now... and it felt so good!

"I love you, too." replied Mikan through another kiss, and soon found her shirt being tugged off of her, their lips parting momentarily, but once the garment owas on the floor their lips were once more locked, their fingers raked through each others' hair and their legs became a tangle as they switched positions again and again. The two were locked in heated passion and control themselves anymore.

The couple were soon panting for breath, momentarily stopping their passion filled kiss, but still locked in embrace with Natsume pulling Mikan on top of him and removing her panties, leaving her in her naked glory. She didn't blush anymore, though. She was used to Natsume seeing her naked, and he likewise. She knew that he loved her body bit by bit, even if one breast was bigger than the other. He loved all her imperfections, he said it just made her all the more perfect.

However Mikan had always been embarassed by being on top, that's why she didn't often do it; Natsume liked to watch her, and he was always fixated by either her face or her bust, which tended to bounce a bit when she was the one doing the work. It just made her feel a bit funny inside to know that he was watching her so intently.

And she was burning at the cheeks when she was doing it then.

She straddled him, taking her time until she actually got down to the real business. She made sure to tease him, make him want it more and give it to him when he was on the brink of explosion. It was horribly satisfying to see him tense up, it just turned her on all the more.

She was a very wicked girl, indeed.

"C'mon, Mikan." groaned Natsume, obviously imaptient. He wanted it, and he wanted it badly. "I've been waiting a whole damned week for this, nearly!" he hissed up at her as she smirked deviously, but she was craving it all the same.

But the imaptient Natsume soon grabbed ahold of her hips tightly, and surprised Mikan by plunging into her (.) as she gasped, feeling Natsume's hands move her hips up and down against his,

"Ah... ahn~ Natsu-me~!" she couldn't help but yell it, and quickly slapped a hand over her mouth, her cheeks red and burning as Natsume smirked widely, looking at her with intent eyes, boaring into her soul and checking her out. Mikan blushed deeper.

"Beautiful." was all he said, and sat up slightly to lean in for a kiss as Mikan moved her hand away, parting her lips and allowing Natsume to take her mouth in his. Their kiss was quick, but sweet, which Mikan liked when they were having sex. It wasn't too rough, it was perfect.

Juts like Natsume, her perfect perfect husband to be...

"I love you." a quick kiss, a nuzzle of the neck.

"Natsume... not in public." Mikan cried out quietly, but let Natsume continue his nuzzling as he slinked his arms around her waist.

"Why not? I want to show people that you're loved and that you're mine." he whispered, starting to nibble her ear as her cheeks flamed instantly.

"H-hey! I'm not a piece of property!" trilled the brunette as the raven haired man chuckled silently in her ear. Another blush from her.

"I know, I know... but I don't want other guys looking at you weirdly... you're my fiancé, no one else's, and I intend to keep you." he told her as Mikan smiled at that. Natsume could be sweet. In a protective, guy-like way...

"Oh... I love you so much, Natsume-kun... If only we weren't in public..." she started, getting a few ideas in both their heads. Natsume did perk up at that, as he always did when sex came into the conversation.

"We can always change that, there's a hotel a few blocks down." he started, turning his head as Mikan giggled, then felt herself being pulled against Natsume's body; the body that fit perfectly against hers.

"No, we can't, we need to buy Hiro some toys, I promised him! He really wants that stuffed lion." exclaimed Mikan, feeling proud to be toy shopping for her son. Hiro had begged Mikan and Natsume for the stuffed lion in the toy store since day two, and Mikan had promised to get it for him.

"Fine, but then can we stop off at the hotel? Our bedroom's nice, Mikan, but a Hotel one is nicer." insisted Natsume as Mikan rolled her hazel eyes, but nodded.

"Fine, fine, but remember, we need to get Hiro some ice cream, chocolate and strawberry, he loves the stuff." Mikan remembered as Natsume rolled his eyes at her mockingly.

"Sure, kinda like someone else I know... that kid is seriously like you, Mikan, it's suspicious." he joked, poking Mikan in the side playfully.

"I know, but I haven't had some secret love child, honey, don't worry. If I did, then even I'd be surprised." she stated, smiling gently then rushing over to wherever the stuffed lion could be. Natsume wanted to get to that hotel as soon as, because with Hiro in school, Mikan was going to fill in his time decently...

"Hiro-chan, welcome home! How was school today?" Mikan asked breathlessly the minute Hiro walked out of the school building, holding out her arms with a big smile as Natsume stood beside Mikan, arms folded and sighing.

He hadn't gotten Mikan into that hotel, she'd just insisted on picking out a nice dinner for the three of them that night and some of Hiro's favourite ice cream. When Natsume had nearly begged her, Mikan was starting to relent, but had remembered that they needed to pick Hiro up and dragged him off to the school to wait outside with the other parents.

And that's where he stood, outside the shcool building, a gloomy look on his face with his hands stuffed into his pockets sulkily. Natsume was more of a kid than Hiro, Mikan thought to herself. He just got jealous so easily and held her to it.

Then again, he'd probably forget about it when he got her into the bedroom. Mikan was very obediant when it came to sex and would do anything to please Natsume, that was a fact.

"School was fun! I painted a picture, today!" replied Hiro happily with a grin plastered to his face. Mikan was ecstatic,nearly. She'd always wanted a creative child who pianted family pictures and she finally had that child.

Hiro then produced the picture that was blotched with paint, drawn in a child-like fashion. Natsume eyed the picture as Hiro handed it to Mikan, grinning toothily and proudly.

"Hiro-chan..." Mikan whispered as her eyes started to fill up. Natsume blinked a few times, a bit worried. Hiro probably painted a picture of a bunny or something, and Mikan was tearing up. Natsume wondered if she'd tear up at a picture he painted for her?

Probably not, but if he was lucky, she'd do something else which included less crying and more moaning.

Natsume then grabbed Mikan's shoulders and stared at the picture himself. He then saw why Mikan was about to burst into tears; Hiro had painted a picture of them, together. It was a picture that Natsume probably drew as a child. There was mommy and daddy holding his hands, but this time it was Hiro holding Natsume and Mikan's hands.

But the thing that had got Mikan was what was written underneath the picture. Sure, Hiro had been with them for barely two weeks, but it was obvious that he was happy.

My mommy Mikan and Daddy Natsume who look after me and love me lots and lots and feed me ice cream!

Natsume looked at Hiro who just looked so pleased with himself. Mikan tried hard to keep her tears in but, couldn't, so quickly grabbed Hiro and buried her head into his shoulder and sniffled. She loved the kid so damn much and Natsume knew it.

It really did make him happy to know that Mikan was so happy now, with him and Hiro by her side...

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And so concludes the chapter, my friends. Sorry if it was short, I tried to stick it out but got bored. That's the honest truth. Please, don't flame me for the shortness, kay? If you do I may go right back onto hiatus! Hahaha~

No, seriously, I just might, this story bores me now because it's gone on for sooo long, it'll end at some point, though... :/

Love, Blue~

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