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"Clow Reed!" a woman screamed from the gate of Yuko's shop. "Mother?" he questioned, getting up. "What is she-" Yuko began before being cut off by "You need to get married soon! I have so many eligible women but you keep running away! You are coming back to Honk Kong right now unless you are already engaged! "There is," Clow said. Yuko didn't like where this was going. "Who? Who?" his mother prodded. "Before I answer, you have to promise that you'll stay in Hong Kong and we'll get married here our own way." His mother sighed. "Well as long as you're getting married. Now who is it?"
"Mother, please meet Yuko-san." Upon hearing this, Yuko just about choked. Clow's mother walked over to Yuko and inspected her carefully. "And you are…. in love with this woman?" With his mother's back turned, Yuko gave Clow her iciest look and silently vowed to kill him. She specifically told him never to involve her in his family affairs. "Yes, I love her." Even though she knew it was just an act, Yuko couldn't help but feel something skip inside her. "Good. She is a good match for you." Clow and Yuko turned darker and darker shades of red as the meaning of Clow's matchmaking mother's words sunk in. She could find your true love in a second and she had just said…. "I have just one thing I need you two to do." "Yes?" Yuko asked, very very wary. "Kiss."
"What? But-but-but."
"You are getting married, aren't you? It shouldn't be a problem," Clow's mother said in a very ominous voice. "Of course mother," Clow responded safely, walking over to Yuko. She stood in front of him, still glaring with a tint of red upon her face. "Clow put his hand on her upper back and hers on his shoulders. They both leaned in until their lips met. Yuko's arms slid for a tighter hold to around his back as did Clow's and their kiss came naturally. That much had not been an act. Clow's mother smiled as they broke apart and turned away from each other. She vanished from sight as soon as they spun to look. "That went well," Clow commented. Yuko nodded, turning the colour of a strawberry. "Why did you go through with it Yuko?" She took a step back, ankle length dress swaying around her ankles. "It was just an act so don't get excited or anything," she said, not really answering his question. "There were two things that weren't. One," when we kissed," he told her, moving closer and taking her hands, their foreheads touching. Her slender hands fit easily and perfectly in his stronger but gentle grip. "And two, when I said I love you." This made Yuko turn redder and redder still when Clow covered her lips with hers. She offered no resistance and realized that she was happy. Not just an act. Although a voice in the back of her mind told her that one day they would have to say good-bye.