Malina shivered. The coming night breeze had caught them both by surprise. Not even the warm embrace that covered her arms would do. Sitting on the porch was definately not the best place to be.
She stood up, and crossed her arms. Kuzco would have naturally protested but the chill that was immediately felt was alive and well, making him rub his arms.
¨Let´s go back in...¨ she suggested softly.
¨But...¨ Kuzco nodded nonetheless and followed Malina back into the hut. There was no use arguing with her on an issue that he knew she was going to win anyway. Hanging on the wall were three wool ponchos, which she took gladfully and slid herself in. At once, she gazed at her fiance. The look on his face told her that something was bothering him, and having known Kuzco for years now, she knew that as much as he tended to be a closed book when it came to displaying ¨weakness.¨ She was determined to understand him however, as hard as it may be, if she was going to spend the rest of her life with him.
¨You ok?¨ She held up another poncho, intending to put it on him. Moving away, the Emperor was intentionally distracted by the wall, avoding her contact.
She put the poncho in her arm and rolled her eyes. ¨Ok, then. There is no use trying to talk to you anyway.¨she said flatly. ¨You know, it would help though if you were a little more considerate at the fact that I have to make a lot of sacrifices for you, and you are not doing anything in return.¨ She turned her back.
¨Yeah, well...your parents aren´t really happy with me.¨ he said through gritted teeth.
She turned around again and chuckled ¨Is this what it´s about?¨ Gods above, Kuzco had to be the most resentful creature on the planet. He sulked quietly, looking at the wall in front of him.
She knew the only way to break the mood and get anywhere was by, ahem, getting physical with him. Sneaking behind him, she managed to grab him and tickle his back. Kuzco´s immediate roaring laughter had told her that this was indeed his sensitive area. Pleased, she managed to slip the poncho in his head easily.
Kuzco turned around, facing Malina and laughed, continuing to be attacked by her fingers.
¨No fair! No... touchy!¨ He mumbled, chortling.
¨Oh, be quiet. You know you like it!¨Malina responded, grinning mischiveously. At last, she stopped and crossed her arms victouriously. ¨As always, I win.¨
¨Oh, you´re getting it.¨
¨Bring it on.¨
Kuzco surprised her with a long kiss, to which she succumbed to. Indeed, he did get his revenge. Again, and as it had happened for months now, she wished that this moment would last forever, always in his arms. This was the moment she had been waiting for and she took in every second of it, wrapping her arms around his neck and hair.
Finally pulling apart, Kuzco held her face. She was beautiful, the cool air blowing her hair harmoniously. Here he was, with the girl of his dreams, and an empire on his hands. Nothing could ruin this moment.
That was...until Mia´s small voice was heard behind the lovers.