Title: Breakfast in Bed
Fandom: Xiaolin Showdown
Characters: Rai, Kim, Jack
Prompt: 056:Breakfast
Word Count: 2,289
Rating: R
Summary: Kimiko is stuck in a marriage with someone she never once loved.
Author's Note: VERY STRONG DISCRETION!!! If you are NOT MATURE then you cannot read this. Only because this is a lemon fic. I'm sorry but it's rated R/M for a reason.
Anyways, I'm very sorry that I haven't updated in a long time. I've just been way too busy. What with my new comic, story, college, etc., etc. It's even amazing that I found time to write this out. So, I hope you enjoy and have VERY STRONG DISCRETION!!! (I mean it)
Breakfast use to be a great time of day. When I wake up and smell the hot pancakes cooking in the pan, the eggs sizzling, and the orange juice being poured into the glass. When I got up and walked into the kitchen to see my three friends rejoice over an acquired Shen Gong Wu. Seeing their happy faces always brings me joy as I sit down and have my pancakes. Total joy and bliss. But what really makes my morning is when Raimundo reaches out to hold my hand. Telling me how much he cares for me and I tell him the same. Nothing could ruin this moment.
But, then came the letter. Father wants me to be betrothed and I told him that I wasn't ready. When I failed to convince him, I told him whom I wanted to be engaged with. But he didn't have it. He already decided without my consent. I ask him whom my husband to be and he said that I was marry into the Spicer family. I was horrified to learn this. I mean I was going to marry Jack Spicer! A creepy, stalker, fanboy that doesn't know when to stop. Life as I know it will never be the same.
So, for ten years, I had had the same breakfast. Egg, cheese, and ham mixed together to make an omelet with a side of coffee. Sitting across from the man whom I have no feelings for whatsoever other than that of hatred. He knows that I hate him and yet he puts up with me anyway. Perhaps he is braver than I thought, but it doesn't change the way I feel.
Everyday with him was always the same. He tries to make a conversation, I ignore, he gives me a light peck on the lips, I give him nothing, he heads off to work, so do I, we come home the same time, we go into the living room with silence, the evening strolls on as we have meaningless sex, and then we sleep. The same mundane thing everyday.
But today was different for some reason. I don't know why, but the atmosphere seems a little thin and tension was building. Perhaps my hatred for him grew even more, but that wasn't possible. I looked up at him and he was staring me down.
"What?" I asked. He continued to stare at me as I glared at him. He looked like he was thinking about what he was going to say.
"You're not happy, are you?" Was that all he had to say? What nerve! He brings this up after ten years?! I swear I feel like I want to punch him! But I restrained myself and instead sent him another glare.
"Why ask when you know the answer?" I settled but had irritation itching my voice.
"I just had to. You look more angrier than usual."
"And why wouldn't I be angry?" I watched him as he sighed.
"I know that this is not what you want, hell it's not even what I wanted either. I mean, sure I liked you and all, but to rush into this is not my style." I lowered an eyebrow.
"Not your style? You're all about rushing."
"Not when it comes to these things." I let out an irritated sigh.
"Why are you bringing this up?"
"I just wanted to know." He then got up as I looked at the clock and saw it was time to leave so I got up as well and left my leftovers for the maids. We reached the door and he gave me a light peck. We left to our separate jobs without a word.
Moving in towards the day, I get a call from Jack in my office saying that he'll be home late tonight. Which means that I finally have some time to myself. To me, that is something that I could only wish for once every decade. I couldn't wait to see Jack not at home.
I closed the door behind me and kicked my heels off freely and made my way into the kitchen. I went into the liquor cabinet and got out a bottle of wine. Then I got out a glass and walked up the stairs to our room. I settled the wine and the glass onto the nightstand and flopped down on my bed. Once settled, I reached out for the bottle and pulled the cork out and poured it into my glass. I took a sip and let out a sigh.
"So that's the thanks I get for getting you alone?" Startled, I sat up straight and looked around the room. I didn't see anyone and yet I can sense that I'm not alone. I then turned my head to a corner and before my eyes, an invisible drapery fell and revealed the one that I truly missed most as his mischievous face gleamed onto him. I set down my glass as I stood on top of my bed and raced towards him. Jumping into his open arms as a tear escaped. We held on to each other what felt like forever and in that very instant, I couldn't have felt happier. He then pulled away as I studied his features. His hair grew longer and his boyish features were replaced with adult marks and tired lines. But his green eyes never changed in the least. For that, I am so happy. I placed my hands on his cheeks and stroked my thumb on the cheekbone. His eyes never letting go of mine. Lost in our own world that nothing could disturb it. Not even Jack.
"What're you doing here?" I asked. I had to. I haven't made one single contact with him or the others ever since I got married. I had thought that they must've forgotten me by now.
"What does it look like? I'm here to see you."
"I know but-" He placed his finger over my lips.
"You have a lot of questions and I'll tell it to you with honesty. Only because that's what you want right now, isn't it?" I nodded. "Good." He set me down on the bed while holding my hands. "Ten years ago, when you said you had to marry Jack, I thought it was the end of the world. But you know me, that's not how I work. So, for the last ten years, I used the Golden Tiger Claws to come and visit every once in awhile. Covered in the Shroud of Shadows. You never sensed me because your mind is clouded with hatred. I watched you do the same routine drill every time I visit and this morning, when Jack said all that stuff, I knew that was enough for me to not stand aside any longer. So, after you left, I called up his office and made sure he would stay until morning." As he explained this, my face let on signs of confusion, contemplation, and satisfaction.
"So you were spying on me?"
"Well yeah, but for good reason though. And... don't worry, I never saw the... you-know-whats at night." I cocked an eyebrow. "What? I popped my head in and nearly threw up. What more can you expect?" I let out a sigh.
"Why do you think I take a cold shower when I wake up?" He let out a laugh. "But I don't blame you though. This whole thing is disgusting. Makes me wish I could travel back in time and convince my father even harder that I didn't want any of this." I finally said while looking away from him. But then he placed his hand on my cheek and brought me to face him again.
"Don't do that. I don't like to see you miserable, Kimiko. A smile suits you best." I relaxed in his hand and let on a smile myself. He smiled as well and I didn't want this moment to leave.
Then, I leaned up to him and gave him a kiss with all that I felt since I saw him. He kissed me back with as much passion. His hand moving down to my breast and proceeding to unbutton my jacket. When he successfully unbuttoned the third button down, I took it off and threw it aside. Placing my arms to the back of his neck while my hands searched through his hair. He then laid me down with his legs in between my open skirt. He also unbuttoned my blouse and threw it aside. I then pulled on his shirt over his head as we broke our kiss to free to it. He came back in as I tossed it. More hungry for my bruised lips. I then unzipped his jeans. He kicked them off along with his boxers as I rolled him on his back and began to kiss his ear.
I felt him press his lips against my shoulder as he undid my skirt. As well as my underwear. He then pursued to unclip my bra as I felt it slide down my arms. Passionate kisses followed as his lips traced over the lining of my breasts. Straddling my legs over his lower abdomen, I felt him enter me. I moaned in pleasure as I haven't felt this way in a very long time.
When it was over, we lied naked on the bed. With me cuddled into his arms. Without a worry in the world. I didn't even cared if Jack came and saw us. It would actually be the best thing right now. I kissed him on his cheekbone as I got up and started dressing up into my night gown and made my way to the window. He followed me as he put back on his boxers and jeans. He then got behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed along the crook of my neck.
With me, feeling the way I do right now, I wanted nothing more than to marry him, have his children, and grow old together. But, who am I kidding? With the way things are set up, I can't leave Jack. As much as I wanted to. He must have sensed this from me because I saw him out of the corner of my eye with concern over him.
"What's wrong?" he asked. I closed my eyes.
"I can't do this," I answered.
"Why not?" I turned around to face him and put my hands on his chest.
"Because, it's not that I don't love you, I do. But it's not fair to Jack. He didn't do anything wrong and yet I continue to resent him. He needs to know I can't live like this anymore." I looked at his face to see his reaction and it was clear to me that he was thinking the same thing.
"Somehow, I knew you were gonna say that. But y'know, that's why I love you. You remain loyal no matter who it is." I smiled at him as I buried my face into his chest while he wrapped his arms around me.
After a few more moments, he picked up his shirt and took out the Golden Tiger Claws and slashed through the air. Before he got in, he gave me one last kiss and promised that he would come back. He stepped through as the slash closed. The first second he left I already missed him. My skin feeling vacant from his touch. My eyes starring at the spot he left. And my mouth yearning for his lips.
I didn't know how long this is going to last, but all I can do is hope.
The very next morning, I walked into the dining room to see breakfast already set up on the table. I sat down before the omelet and cup of coffee as my eyes traveled to Jack. He came in late last night and since I didn't even hear him, this would be the first I saw of him. Then I saw the cocked eyebrow on him as I gave him a questioning look.
"What?" I asked.
"You seem chipper this morning. Did something happen?" My fingers trembled on my fork and I can feel my face starting to burn.
"W-Why do you ask?"
"You're not usually like this. So what's going on?"
"Nothing that concerns you," I thought up fast. I didn't know whether he could see through my lies or not.
"All right. If you want to have it that way." That only confirmed my suspicions and him not pressing on only made things easier. I held in a sigh as to not draw attention. "By the way." I looked at him again. "I talked to your father last night." I gave him a startle look as he continued on. "I told him that things are not working out between us, and, surprisingly, he agreed. Since we haven't brought him a grandchild by now, he believes that it wasn't meant to be." That is so like father. When things take so long to get, he tends to rationalize a bit and come to a conclusion. I'm just surprised that it took him this long to figure it out. But the line of thinking also brought to a conclusive thought.
"So, does this mean..." I trailed.
"I talked to my attorney and he's getting the annulment papers as we speak." I stared at him in shock as I watched him finish his coffee and got up. "By the way, can you tell Raimundo that he left the Shroud of Shadows by the bed last night?" My eyes widened even more as I watched him leave through the door.