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Title: Can't Fight Love
Rating: T. Just… because.
Summary: Ray is in deeply in love with…? But what if she's married? Kai/Mariah/Ray. Who will Mariah choose? YOUR CHOICE!
Status: At the moment, it's going to be a very short story. May not even make it up to six chapters. This was just meant to be a one-shot, but I got reviews to continue.
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Chapter Five: Dangerously In Love
Watching her sleep was one of his few hobbies now.
She had changed him so much. So much so that he felt as if she had given a whole new heart altogether, if he ever had one in the first place. Who could have seen this transformation coming? He certainly couldn't, and Mariah also probably did not see this coming herself. However, she was the cause of this enlightenment. She was his light, and had banished the darkness.
He loved her. He loved her, he loved her, he loved her, and he loved her… He adored her. He worshipped her. He treasured her. He cherished her. He devoted himself to her. He adulated her. He praised her. He put her on a high pedestal, flattering her, admiring her.
She was his life. His money and his reputation was nothing compared to her. Heck, even his beyblade was beginning to dim into the distance as he idolized only her. She was his. His wife. His princess. His love. His only happiest moments were when she was by his side, as his girlfriend, lover, fiancée, soul mate, other half, and wife…
What had life been before Mariah? Cold. Distant. Lonely. Nothing.
If Mariah was with him, there was nothing he couldn't do. She was his light and with her help, he could overcome the darkness shrouding his past and family relations. In some ways, he was also her light. He had helped her, healed her and loved her when Ray had turn his back on the pink haired White Tiger.
Mariah was his raindrops; he was a sea. He would catch her tears and she would fill the emptiness. She was like a goddess to him, his goddess of love, his Venus or Aphrodite. She was the sunlight, shining over the world, cleansing it of all darkness and all shadows. The clouds would try to hide her away, but she was always there, always shining, always healing, and always loving.
She was a flower, which had grown and bloomed so beautifully. He was so proud, proud to have her as his wife and to be her husband. He would be even more proud when she gave birth to their children. What if she was already with child? Would their family start that quick?
His pink haired goddess made the confusion go away from this cold, distant land. She forced the darkness out of his icy, un-beating heart. Now it was warm and beating with life, just for her. Just for his Mariah.
He was in love with her. She set him free. He couldn't do this alone – life was cold without her there with him. He was dangerously in love with her. He'd never leave her. Never. Never ever. He just wanted her to keep loving him the way he loved her loving him.
Ray was a constant problem, a constant barrier between them. He was her first love, and her so-called 'friend' had broken the little gentle girl. He was meant to have been her best friend, and yet he had betrayed her.
Kai would never dream of hurting his dear love, Mariah. He loved her too much. However, he got the feeling sometimes that his pink-haired wife wasn't completely over her dark haired neko-jin friend. And as of recently, she had been even more hysterical and more prone to tears, making Kai's heartstrings tug painfully.
The amber-eyed man was up to something, Kai could tell. And whatever he was doing, he was hurting Mariah greatly. Couldn't he see that he had hurt her enough? Why did he continue to torment her?
Kai, in deep thought, did not notice the pink haired female stir between him, her amber eyes staring at him lovingly, yet confused on the look on her husband's face.
"Kai?" The slate-haired Russian focused back on his love in front of him, looking at him with concern. "Are you ok?"
He nodded and suddenly hugged her, "I love you, Mariah."
"I love you too, Kai."
The man knew Mariah loved him and loved him for who he was. He hadn't been the same before, before he was her man. "I know it's not been easy loving me… but I appreciate the love and dedication that you give to me."
Mariah giggled and ran her hand through his dark blue locks at the back, "Silly. I love you naturally. It comes easy." Later on in destiny, soon she'd be having his child. She was his wife. He could see his whole future in her eyes and the same vice versa. They were destined. Destined. She was the Lady of his heart, of all the love had had for her.
Sometimes it made him want to cry, just how much he loved this girl.
"I realise all my blessings and I'm grateful to have you by my side," Mariah whispered gently, still stroking his blue hair. Kai began kissing along her jaw slowly until he reached her full, luscious lips. He paused, his warm breath fanning her pale face as she closed her eyes.
"Just keep loving me," Kai requested, "The way I love you loving me. Every time I see your face, my heart smiles. It feels so good that it hurts sometimes. We were created in this world to…" he began kissing along jaw again whilst whispering more words, "love… to hold… to feel… to live…"
They kissed passionately until they both ran out of breath.
"I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you…" Kai kissed her neck then along her body, still whispering his declarations of love, "I love you" over and over again.
Mariah suddenly got the feeling of drops of moistures falling on her body. Tears.
I'm dangerously in love.
You're dangerous.
Dangerously in love.
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Dedicated to all you Kai/Mariah fans out there.
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