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*Flashbacks

I sat back, contented as I watch everyone enjoy the party. Natsume sits beside me, closer than ever, with his hand wrapped around my shoulder. I guess he can feel that I am starting to get the chills of the evening.

Who wouldn't? The warm feeling he's giving me and the cold breeze is not a good combination. Add to it that I am wearing a gown that has a softly scooped square neckline and a dramatic ballgown silhouette in a soft and elegant luxe taffeta.

Hotaru made me change my gown because I looked horrible with all the crying I did a while ago. She said it's not gonna look good in pictures. Indeed it will. I kinda murdered that gown to reach a so-called good-bye program for my "husband".

I can't help but roll my eyes and take a look at him by my side.

Damn this handsome bastard for playing pranks on me.

"You tired?", he asked when he met my eyes.

I smiled back, "Not yet. I'm enjoying every moment..." My voice faded as soon as his hand reached up to my cheeks and he came close to kiss m-

"CMON HYUUGA ANOTHER DANCE!" Hotaru pulled Natsume from me. Natsume glared at her for ruining the moment. I chuckled. Hotaru is obviously drunk now and is picking on Natsume. He looked at me knowingly and brushed my lips with his thumb.

"Let's give you back to Ruka." He said, taking Hotaru on the dance floor towards Ruka and Misaki-senpai.

I really can't believe that he's alive. I really can't believe that I just married him, again.

Again.

But this time it's real. I smile at the thought.

To think that I wanted to kill him for being the most annoying thing in my life.

I longingly looked at him. He graciously danced with the drunk Hotaru while exchanging conversations with Ruka on the dance floor, beaming as he glanced towards me. In a second, his smile became a smirk and his gaze softened, melting me.

I felt my throat dried up and I reached up for the flute of champagne in front of me.

"Ehem..."

I turned towards the voice next to me.

"Shuichi-nii..." I smiled, acknowledging him. His blonde hair turning golden at the soft touch of the incandescent fairy lights. He's always been so good-looking, so beautiful and serene-looking that I immediately notice the funny atmosphere around. "What's with the crazy grin on your face?"

"Nothing, dear sister. I just wanna give you this gift." He said, placing a stone in my hand. An alice stone.

I gaped at him, "Does mom know?"

He sipped on his flute and continue grinning. I will take that as a 'no'. Our mother decided to take away my alices in the meantime to keep me from going crazy with them.

"It's just the teleportation alice." He raised his brow. "We reckon you'll be needing it for your honeymoon."

"We?" I echoed. "Who's we?" He tipped his glass towards the group where Tsubasa, Tono, and Subaru-senpai are sitting.

He pursed his lips after a gulp of the wine and smiled. "Tono convinced me that it's not safe to let Natsume drive you home tonight." And then he grinned again, "... cause you know... He's been really anxious to see you and was very frustrated..." he trailed off.

My mouth hanged open. "You... I don't understand what you're saying, Onii-chan!"

He rolled his eyes at me but grinned wider. "Ugh, Mikan. Stupid Mikan." he chuckled. "You'll cross the bridge when you get there." And then he left with a wink.

"May I?", Natsume's voice popped out behind me. I was startled when I looked at him extending his hand to me, his soft gaze is burning me from my head to my body. I have to gulp to clear my throat and breathe, and then I took his hand.

He leads me to the dancefloor and we started this slow dance. I leaned my head on his chest and took in a lungful of his scent. It was like alcohol burning through my nose, to my lungs, extending to my limbs and finger. I then felt his nose nuzzle my ear, tickling me. His breath on my shoulder falls like a comforting massage.

"We can leave now, you know..." he whispered.

I chuckled and looked up at him. "My brother told me that Tono-sempai convinced him to not let you drive me home tonight."

His brows furrowed at first, but then he grinned too. Really! What's with these guys!?

"Oh... he's got a point," he said, smiling, but with a little dark look in his eyes. He then eyed the alice stone I hanged on my necklace. I felt his hand leaving my waist and soon after his fingers run from my neck to where the stone sits. "You can teleport us home with this..." he whispered again.

"Don't you think it's improper?" I asked, glancing around.

"I think they won't mind..." he said.

My eyes are still darting around the rooftop. Shuichi-nii smiled knowingly at me while Tono and Tsubasa raised their glasses. Subaru-nii did too, tho nonchalantly. It made me chuckle seeing them like that.

Hotaru, who's still dancing with Ruka, seems to feel my gaze, shrugged and smiled as well.

At the far end near the terrace sits my mom with Shiki, Naru and my uncle. She looked up at me and smiled too. Then Koko and Permy deliberately broke our gazes as they danced between our line of sight. Koko whispered something in her ear and she faced me, mouthing something repeatedly. I think she had to repeat it five times before I understood that she's saying, "Fuck yeah!"

I shook my head, laughing. Natsume let out a soft laugh as well and raised his brows at me as if asking for my thoughts.

"Let's go." He said, only this time, it's making it clear that it's decided.

"Home then." I smiled and held the stone and everything became blurred until we ended up in a dark room. It's the same room I am waking up in these past few days, and I learned just today that it's his house. Well technically, it's our house now that we're officially married.

"It was a rollercoaster of a day!" I said chuckling as I recall how this day was. At noontime, I was praying for it to end already, but by nightfall, I wanted it to never end. I immediately kicked the heels from my feet and reached for the pins on my hair, removing them one by one. Some of my hair felt stiff from the styling and spraying and is obviously calling for a shower.

Just as I head to the ensuite, a hand crawled around my waist.

Natsume's lips were on my ears, "You forgot that I'm here?", he whispered and I shivered.

Honestly, for some second there, I did. It was like I was taken over by the routine I have when I started living after thinking that he was dead. I tried coping by making myself busy, or drinking and wasting time in the bathtub.

I smiled at the thought. Heavens, I was so miserable!

His arms around my waist tighten, taking me back to my senses. His body gave out a crazy kind of warmth- comforting, but on the other end, this kind of warmth is sending shivers all over my body. His other arm crosses my chest, and I noticed that it's bare now as I clung to it with my own hands. The slight touch to his skin gives me a rush I can't describe. His fingers caressed my shoulder. I can feel his head buried in my hair and his warm breath slides down my neck, drying my throat.

"It was torture not to be able to embrace you like this since I woke up..." he trailed off, breathing heavily. I can feel his heart beating against my back, and I'm sure he can feel mine too with his arms.

I can feel him kissing my hair, and then nuzzles my ear. His fingers trailed from my shoulder to my neck and every movement worsens my heartbeat. He started kissing my neck softly, breathing me in, and breathing out a gentle yet burning sensation on my skin.

His hand on my waist crawls back, and his other hand locking my torso left as well, and I felt them holding the zipper of my dress in my back. In a swift move, he unzips it and flicked one of the straps from my shoulder. My arms instinctively clutch the front of my dress. I felt my face burning in the instant my back felt the skin of his chest. I haven't been completely naked in front of him and my embarrassment is burning my face and ears.

I faced him to plead, but I was only met with a more pleading gaze. One that I haven't seen before - red eyes full of longing, desire yet they gaze at me lovingly. I wanted to say something but my throat is dry and my lips are trembling. His eyes dropped to my lips and he closed our distance with a kiss. His lips are hot, soft and sweet. He pushed his tongue inside my mouth and I can't help but take him in as well, entangling my tongue with his. It seemed like forever and I don't mind. His warm hands caressed my bared back and every touch feels like I am getting a fever.

I let out a soft moan, trying to catch my breath... "Natsu... me..." But he did not stop kissing me on my cheeks, my temples, my neck...

"Please... let it go..." he whispered before capturing my lips again. This time, his kiss is deeper and pursuing. "Let it go, Mikan..." He exhaled.

He took my hands with his hands and kissed them. The silk dress trailed down my body as he kisses my knuckles, and placed them around his neck. My heart throbbed when my breasts came in contact with his chest. I felt his body stiffened as well at the contact and he let out a heavy breath as if he was hurt. He leaned his forehead on mine and smiled gently, eyes locked with mine. His fingers lightly traced my arms, down to the skin over my ribs, and it rested on my waist as he pulled me closer.

"Beautiful..." I heard him whispered. His gaze dropped to my lips and further down to the rest of my body. I was suddenly trembling with self-consciousness, and the cold room suddenly felt like it's freezing around my feverish body. His other hand reached out to caress my burning face then it settled behind my head, pulling me closer, owning my lips.

I hang on to his neck for support as I felt my strength leaving me with every swirl of his hot, wet tongue. The intensity of his kiss is overwhelming. I ruffled his soft hair and kissed him back passionately.

I want him. I want all of him.

I felt my body being lifted from the floor. If I didn't open my eyes, I would think I started alleviating into the clouds. He was moving us towards the bed, his eyes never leaving mine.

The sheets felt too cold for our burning bodies. He continued kissing me on the lips, every inch of my face, and my neck. I felt his hand on my waist crawling up, settling on my breast. My breathing hitched at the contact. His body stiffened as well and his lips left mine and he let out a heavy sigh. He leaned his head on mine and looked at me intently, his eyes burning with desire. I can feel my face blushing as he watched me breathe raggedly every time his fingers would touch my nipple.

A weird feeling started to form on my abdomen. My thirst became haunting and I pulled him close and kissed him. Our tongues started to fight for dominance, and soon I have to grasp for air. Natsume's head dived into my neck, down to my clavicle and then he took the other nipple into his mouth.

The sight sent me on fire. I felt weaker, but my desire for him soared up. Every swirl and flick of his tongue on my skin worsens my breathing, my heartbeat. I writhe under his body, gasping for air, soft moans of pleasure came out of me involuntarily. I grabbed his arms for support, holding it rather harder than I would.

He came back to my lips, his breathing as ragged as mine. And just when I thought that he stopped, I felt his hand down between my legs, and I feel like losing my sanity.

His fingers starting moving. I felt like melting with every strum, under his burning gaze. I arched my back with every pleasurable stroke he's doing to me. "Nat... uh..." I finally groaned. The intensity...

"Mi...kan..." he whispered with a coarse voice, kissing me deeply.

The faster he goes, the blur in my head worsens. My body feels like being pulled into a current of an unwavering pool of pleasure. I feel the pressure building up like I am going to explode. "Stop... Natsu...me... please... ugh, sto...p" I pleaded.

He kissed me instead, but I can't reciprocate the kiss. I can feel everything that he's doing to me. The unfamiliar feeling is taking over me like I am going to break.

"Shhh..." He whispered, kissing me again as I wriggled my body, panting, moaning with an unfamiliar voice.

"No..." I pleaded, but it's too late. My body jerked up in ecstasy, I clung to him, burying my nails into his arms, letting out a helpless moan.

"You... are make... making me crazy..." he whispered. Desire was creeping out of his every word. I grabbed his face and owned his mouth like it would quench my thirst. My throat is dried up from panting and breathing to catch up with my heart.

I felt him wriggle his pants off and felt his naked body over me. His silhouette is so exquisite.

Damn, he's so handsome.

His eyes are so soft now as he looks at me. He scans my face and gave me a deep kiss as he dropped his hips over mine.

My heart drummed as soon as I felt his length brush over me.

"I can't... hold back any longer..." he caressed my cheeks and kissed them. "Tell me, are you scared?"

"N-no..." I answered sheepishly. I honestly don't know what to expect...

He bit his lip as looks at me and kissed me again. I ruffled his hair with my hands. His warm hands started exploring my body again, making its way back to my entrance. He kissed me wilder, then I felt his finger sliding into me. I gasped at the slight pain and mind-blowing pleasure.

"Breathe... Mikan..."

I complied, but my body just can't follow my brain right now...

"Ah..."

He started moving it, rubbing the wall while his finger outside makes circling motions and he started kissing my neck. Everything is driving me to the edge. I can't help but pull his hair and dig into his skin.

The pleasure is building up again in my stomach. I tried pushing him away, but I was just tormented more by his sweet torture.

I know the fireworks will explode again any time now, but he stopped, pulled out his hand and took my leg and wrapped it around his waist.

"Breathe..." he brushed his lips over mine. I inhaled and as soon as I started to exhale, he came in.

I gasped for air again. The sensation of him inside me is surreal - painful and yet ecstatic.

He closed his eyes, eyebrows furrowed. He clenched his teeth and breathed heavily. He leaned his head on my forehead and bit my lips. "I love... you, Mikan..."

"I love you, too..." I whispered.

He started to pull it out, and then pushed it back again. Slowly, gently...

The pain started to fade out with another build-up of the pool of pleasure inside me. He started moving faster and faster until I can't hold it anymore.

My legs tensed, my toes curled and my back arched. I let go of the shriek I've been stifling and felt my soul leave my body.

Natsume throbbed wildly inside me. He stiffened, writhed and sighed heavily as well.

I reached up for his beautiful face and kissed him. This time, he's gentler.

"Are you hurt anywhere?" he asked.

"Hm... not really... you?"

He lied beside me and exhaled. "I'm not..." he answered, caressing my cheeks and jaw. "You are so beautiful, Mikan..."

I took his hand and kissed his finger, then his palm. I don't actually know what to say. My head is still in the clouds and my words might only come out funny.

"You are mine..." He said, panting every word out. Then he pulled me towards him and I have to shift so I am lying on top of him. "Only mine..."

I smiled. "It still feels like a dream." I told him.

"Which one?" He smirked and brushed his nose to mine.

"Everything."

"Making love with me?"

I narrowed my eyes at him. He's still that conceited bastard I fell in love with. I let out a chuckle.

"You, Natsume... driving me home." I smirked back, drawing circles on his chest.

I think he got what I mean. His smile darkened. He sat up and pulled me again for another passionate kiss... Which led to another... and another...

I didn't mind.

I am home.