A/N: To a reviewer- I haven't decided if anything happened between Jin and Jezebel yet. You'll just have to wait and see.

Xiaoyu woke up from her nap and went to the bathroom on Jin's private jet. She didn't feel good. Not at all. She had the worst upset stomach of her life. She just figured that her period was coming. She looked into the mirror and smiled. She brushed a few strands of hair away from her eyes and went to sit back down.

She sat on the couch and turned on her lap top.

'Where is Jin?' she wondered.

She glanced back toward the chairs. He wasn't there. Then she looked up towards the cockpit.

'Could he be in there? No way' she thought to herself. The only people in there would be Noriko; the female captain, and Junko; the stuartesses.

Maybe he was discussing something with them? She decided to get up and go into the cockpit. Just as she was about to open the sliding door Jin opened it for her.

"Xiao... How was your nap?"

"Fine, I was just looking for you."

"Well there's not many places I could be." he said jokingly.

She nodded and went to sit down.

"How much longer until we're home?"

"Well actually I have a surprise for you."

"What is it?" she asked as a big smile popped on her face.

"You'll see." he said as he put his arm around her. She laid her head on his chest and decided that there was nowhere she'd rather be.

Junko walked out with a kettle and two cups.

"Jin I have your-" she was interrupted.

"Mr. Kazama please." he said giving her a distasteful look.

"Oh, uh Mr. Kazama, I have the tea that you wanted."

Junko poured some tea in one cup and gave it to Jin. She paused for a moment before asking Xiaoyu if she would like some. When she was about to give some tea to Xiaoyu her hand 'slipped', spilling the tea all over Xiaoyu.

"Damn that's hot!" Xiaoyu screamed as she jumped up.

"I'm so sorry Ms. Ling." none of his staff acknowledged Jin's marriage to Xiaoyu and this was clear when little things like this happened.

"Please call me Xiaoyu. It's ok. It was an accident."

"You can leave now, Junko." Jin said with a tinge of annoyance in his voice.

Jin walked over to the couch and pulled out a drawer from underneath of it. He pulled out a shirt and tossed it to Xiaoyu.

"Take off your shirt and your pants. Just put that on until we land."

"Thanks." she said as she did what she was told.

"So about this surprise can I have some clues?"

"Ok well it's not one thing."

"What kinda hint is that!" she said laughing.

"You'll really like it."

"How do you know?"

"Because I know you."

"OK. Where is it?"

"Not just one place or thing."

"Ok is it in North America?" he shook his head.

"Ok so not in Canada or America or Mexico."

"Is it in South America?"

"Nope."

"Ok, Europe?"

"Maybe."

"Oh my god! We're going to Europe!"

"I told you that you'd like it." she nodded enthusiastically and kissed him.

"Are we going to Paris?"

"Yep."

"I'm so excited! Are we going to Milan?"

"You'll see." he said.

"How long will we be staying for?"

"Well as long as you want but for maybe two months or so."

"I can model again!" she said smiling. Modeling was always Xiaoyu's true passion. Her parents sent her to Japan when she was 16 where she took the country by storm, becoming the inspiration for designers such as Kyoko Higa, Milk, and Metamorphose. She always wanted to travel but then she met Jin and put her career on hold.

"Xiao, I thought you were done. I mean it's not like we're exactly starving for money."

"I know but you'll be working too won't you?"

"Well yeah but-"

"It's not for the money it's because I enjoy it."

"As long as it makes you happy." he said looking her in the eyes.

"It does."

"Good, so are you hungry?"

"Kinda."

"For what?"

"I don't care."

"Ok um..."

"I changed my mind," she said smiling, " I want a peanut butter sandwiche."

"You eat like a kid." he said as he chuckled at her.

"I know." she said smiling.

Soon they landed and when they did Junko went to get one of Xiaoyus suitcases. She brought it back to her in the jet and then went to speak with Noriko.

Xiaoyu picked out some cream colored pants, a lavender colored halter top, and her black pea coat. Then she put on some black heels, and sunglasses.

"Ready to go?" Jin asked as he grabbed her hand and led her into a frenzy of papparazzi.

"So what are we doing today?" Xiaoyu asked as they sat in the back of the car.

"Well, first I am going to take you around Paris."

"Like where?"

"You'll see." he said as he place his arm around her shoulders.

She smiled up at him and lightly kissed his cheek. He wanted to take her sight seeing. He wanted her see the different beauties of different cities. He thought that maybe during this trip he could persuade her to want a child.

First he showed her the Champs Élysées and Place de la Concorde to the Arc de Triomphe. She was speechless for once in her life. He'd always liked to surprise her like that.

Next they went out to eat. They went to a restaurant called Fouget's and it was her turn to surprise him.

The waiter looked unsure and asked "parlez-vous français?" Jin shook his head while Xiaoyu answered "Je parle français. Il ne parle pas français."

"Oh!" the waiter said laughing.

"What did you just say?" Jin asked.

"I told him that I speak french and that you don't."

"Oh." Jin said sitting back into the chair.

"Bonjour monsieur. J'mappelle Xiaoyu." Xiaoyu introduced herself and continued to order what she wanted and translate what Jin wanted.

Jin was very suprised that they had been together for so long and she had never told him that she spoke french. He wondered what other languages she spoke or rather what other secrets she had.

They finished up their food and walked out of the restaurant and to the car.

"So how do you like Paris?" he asked as he sat into the car.

"Je l'aime Paris. I love Paris. I've wanted to come her and practice my french skills forever now. Je t'aime."

"Why didn't you tell me that you spoke french?"

"I guess it never came up."

"Any other languages?"

"Well, just spanish, english, and a little bit of italian."

"When did you learn all of this?"

"When I was younger my parents put me with a different language tutor about every two years."

"Ahh, you speak more languages than I do." he said smiling.

"So where are we going now?" she asked.

"To sleep."

"Sounds good to me." she said as she laid across his chest.

They arrived at an apartment building in a very nice upscale part of town. Xiaoyu followed Jin up to elevator since she didn't know where she was going.

"Exactly how many houses do you have?"

"We have many."

He opened up the front door and Xiaoyu walked it. It was huge and that didn't surprise her.

"It's beautiful." she said as she walked around.

There was a massive living room/ sitting area, two bathrooms, two bedrooms, an office, two large closets, and a kitchen.

Xiaoyu walked to one of the large bedrooms and plopped herself on the bed.

"This is the guest bedroom." he said as he stood in the doorway.

"Oh." she said getting up and following him to the other one.

She sat in the big chair in the corner of the master bedroom and looked around at what was going to be her new house for a while.

"So I may need you tomorrow." he said as he took off his shirt.

"For?"

"Well just in the morning for this meeting with this french businessman because Taka can't make it."

"Who's Taka?"

"My translator."

"Oh, ok." Xiaoyu didn't move from her comfy chair.

"Aren't you tired?" she nodded.

"Come on then." she shrugged and stood up.

"I need some PJ's." she said.

"Bottom drawer." he said as he pointed to the large dresser.

She nodded and pulled out a pair of pink, silk pajamas. She put them on and the bottoms were a bit long as if they were meant for someone else. That's odd, must've gotten the wrong size she thought to herself. She put her hair up into a pony tail and plopped onto her side of the bed. She was so dead tired.

He rolled over and pulled out her ponytail holder. She barely even noticed because she was falling asleep but it did kind of annoy her. Why did he always have to do that? He possessively put his arm around her and she sighed. He kissed her cheek and she was now fully asleep. He noticed this and went to sleep as well.

The next morning Jin awoke to the sound of running water and pots and pans clashing. He sat up and looked at the clock. The meeting wasn't until 10 and it was 6:30 A.M.

A few minutes later Xiaoyu walked into the bedroom with a rather large platter of food. She'd made pancakes, toast, bacon, and she'd sliced up some fruit.

She set it on the bed and crawled up next to him.

"I'll clean up later."

"When did you learn to cook?"

"I've always known how you just assumed that I didn't" she said as she picked up a piece of toast.

"And I figured that you'd be hungry since you always are." he smirked at her true remark.

"So what time is this meeting at?"

"Ten."

"Well we have time then."

"What time did you wake up?"

"About 5:30."

"Why?"

"I was done sleeping and I wanted to make you breakfast." she kissed his cheek and succeeded in covering it with a maple syrup drizzle.

After she ate her toast she ate a piece of bacon and a couple grapes.

"I'm gunna go take a shower k?"

"Wait," he said as he softly caught her wrist, "we have alot of time just sit here with me."

"Alright." he finished eating and she took the tray into the kitchen and began to clean up.

"Xiao, Jolie can clean it up later." She nodded and jumped on the bed and she bounced right back up.

She sat on a pillow and leaned against the wall.

"So what else do you have to do today?"

"Well, after our meeting I have to meet with some other people and then approve some of Jenika's documents and-"

"Who is Jennika?" she interrupted him.

"My other secretary."

"Oh."

"And that's pretty much all I have to do today."

"What are you planning to do?"

"After your meeting I'm going to set up a few go sees and see how that goes."

"I'll probably be done today by about 8 what time do you think you'll be done?"

"Probably around 4."

"What are you going to do for four hours?"

"Explore the city."

A/N: I'm sorry that my French is so horrible I'll have to work on that. Until then please excuse it. Oh and parlez-vous français means do you speak french? Je parle français means I speak french. Il ne parle pas français means he doesn't speak french. Je l'aime paris means I love paris and je t'aime means I love you.