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HOW SHE BECAME HIS WIFE
|CHAPTER THREE: WHERE HAS RIKUO-SAMA BEEN?|
That Night...
≥ The Nura Mansion ► Master Bedroom ≤
Tsurara woke up in the middle of the night and found herself facing the other empty side of the bed. She turned over to her right to look across the dark room, dimly lit by the light shinning through the large window, and saw Rikuo asleep on the couch in his black sleep-robe Kimono and red Haori over his torso. Her chest slightly tighten inside as she felt really bad for having the bed all to herself, but then thought it was Rikuo who let it to her from the start, but then again, he could've had it all to himself instead if he wanted to.
She quickly turned over to her left but only to meet the other empty side of the bed, so she turned over to her right again but only to face Rikuo once more and quickly turned over back to her left again which doesn't do any better at all. Frustrated, she lay straight on her back, facing the ceiling, she shut her eyes tight and pulled the blanket up over her head, trying to go back to sleep. No use... Tsurara knew she won't be able to sleep at all. She's still mad at him for not apologizing, yet that guilty feeling keeps building up inside. Her mind was telling her no but her heart was telling her otherwise.
'It couldn't be comfortable sleeping on the couch... Rikuo-sama has to go to work tomorrow..." She eventually shoved the blanket off and sat up, looking over to Rikuo. "Guess I have to do the right thing..." She let out a sigh as she got off bed and walked over.
Looking down at Rikuo's sleeping face, Tsurara was amazed that even someone as mean and cold like Rikuo could actually looked cute and vulnerable during his sleep. She couldn't help but smiled. He may always be mean and treat her bad but there's also times when he's actually quite gentle, like when he didn't took advantage of her last night and actually helped her neated her loosen kimono, and even let the bed to her. And also how he'd told her to go to bed early tonight shows that he's concern about her, right...?
"Wait, doesn't this make things complicated instead?" Tsurara whispered to herself, pondering. "One minute he's being mean and cold, then the other he would be nice and gentle all of a sudden..." She slapped her hands to both sides of her head in confusion. "Which side is the real Rikuo-sama then? How should I know when he's bad or nice? Oh my... Could it be that...that..." She suddenly began to freak out as her hands slid down to her cheeks, cupping them and her eyes staring wide and bold at Rikuo, as if he's a monster or something weird. "Rikuo-sama is bipolar!?" p(OㅁO)q
Tsurara immediately winced when Rikuo began to stir slightly and shifted to his side, now facing a frozen Tsurara, still asleep. Seconds later of no further movements, Tsurara then dared to unfroze herself and let out the breath that she didn't know she was holding before. Then she noticed his eyebrows twitching tightly and his breathing became heavier and quicken.
"Is he having a bad dream?"
Watching for another brief seconds, Tsurara slowly reached out her right hand, gently placing it on his forehead and began caressing the spot between his twitching eyebrows with her thumb softly, which actually was kinda effective since they slowly stopped twitching and Rikuo's breathing seems to soften a bit. She smiled at her own amazing work but suddenly gasped and quickly pulled her hand back as her widen eyes stared back at the pair of blood-red orbs gazing up at her.
"What?" A just awaken Rikuo asked in a lazy tone.
"Ah...Ri-Ri-Ri-Rikuo-sama! You're awake!" Tsurara nearly shouted, stating the obvious.
"So it seems.." He said with a tone of sarcasm.
"A-Ah...That... I-I-I-was j-just..." She immediately shrunk into her chibi form with a pair of bunny ears as she knelt and bowed her head down to the floor. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up!"
(ㅎ.ㅎ)... "I know. But what's with the bunny ears?"
"Huh?" Chibi-Tsurara's reached her hands up to her head and was surprised to find there were really a pair of bunny ears. "Eh? Where did that come from!?" She asked out loud but then suddenly gazed to Rikuo and pointed her chibi-index fingers towards his head. "Rikuo-sama, you have something on your head too..."
"Hn?" Rikuo reached up, surprised to find a pair of wolf ears on his head. "What the...!?" He instantly sat up and vigorously brushed them off with both hands.
"Umm...Rikuo-sama..." Chibi-bunny-Tsurara carefully called and asked, "Why are you sleeping on the couch?"
Successfully getting rid of the pair of wolf ears, Rikuo gazed at her with his usual cold expression as he asked her back, "Are you saying that you want us to sleep together instead?"
"Ah..." Chibi-bunny-Tsurara was a bit taken aback by his reply and didn't know what to respond so she just stared at him with her cute sparkly eyes and her mouth flopped open in a perfect 'O' shape.
Rikuo couldn't resist the cute face in front of him that he stared right back uncontrollably, but quickly came back to his senses and demanded, "S-Stop staring at me like that!" totally unaware of the small blush creeping up his cheeks, lucky for him it was unnoticed by Tsurara through the dim light.
"A-Ah...Yes, Rikuo-sama!" Chibi-bunny-Tsurara instantly obliged by covering her eyes with her pair of bunny ears.
Rikuo let out a sigh and lay back down on the couch as he told her, "Don't mind me and go back to sleep."
"But..." Chibi-bunny-Tsurara carefully peeked her right eye out from her bunny ear and found Rikuo had turned to the other side, his back now facing her. She pouted, then stood up and walked back to the bed. Seconds later, Tsurara came back to the couch in her normal form and softly called, "Rikuo-sama?"
"What now?" Not moving an inch, Rikuo asked lazily.
"I...Umm...W-Would you like to sleep on the bed...wi-with me?" She asked awkwardly and caused Rikuo to immediately turn to look at her. Tsurara's cheeks turned slightly pink as she continued, "W-Well, I...I've put a pillow in the center. So we can sleep together on the bed but not actually together because there will be a pillow between us...So...Umm...Umm..." Her cheeks turned pinker and she looked down to her index-fingers' tip tapping against each other.
Rikuo was silent for a moment, then he asked, "Do you want me to sleep on the bed with you?"
"What?" Tsurara looked up from her fingers.
"Do you want me to sleep on the bed with you?" He repeated with a serious tone.
"W-Well..." Tsurara looked down to her index-fingers' tip tapping against each other again. "It wouldn't be right to let you sleep on the couch since this is your room to begin with... and we're married after all, right? Even if it's just by our parents' arrangement. It wouldn't be right for married couples to sleep separately, neh? And besides, I really couldn't let you sleep on the couch while I had the large comfortable bed to myself."
Rikuo quirked an eyebrow. "Aren't you mad at me and said that you hate me?"
Tsurara immediately snapped her head up, "Th-That's because...!" She abruptly stopped after realizing she was shouting, then looked down to her feet in embarrassment as she started over softly. "It's true that I'm mad at you, but that's because Rikuo-sama is really rude last night, and mean." She pouted angrily at him, while Rikuo just stared her, gulping down the urge to devour that darn tempting, luxurious pouted lips. "But then I thought that since you're my husband, I couldn't be mad at you forever so I might as well try to get along with you." Tsurara continued, giving him a tender smile. "We are husband and wife, neh? And we will be living together for a very long time after all, so let's try to get along from now on, alright, Rikuo-sama?"
Rikuo's eyes slightly widen for a second. He had to admit he didn't see this coming, especially from how angry she was earlier and last night.
After 15 seconds of no responses, Tsurara looked away blushing from his quiet, intensive stare. "Y-You could at least give a respond."
Noticing her shy reaction, Rikuo gave a small smirk and sat up from the couch. "Alright. Since you insist, I will sleep on the bed with you. But I wouldn't guarantee something like last night wouldn't happen."
Tsurara looked over and placed both hands on her hips, frowning sternly. "Well, if something like that happens again then I have no choice but to kick you off."
Rikuo crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow in amusement. "Really now?"
"Of course not, Rikuo-sama, I was just kidding." She slightly giggled, but then stared at him sternly again. "But I seriously would if you force me to do anything against my will." Her gaze soften with a small smile as she continued, "Then again, I know you wouldn't."
"You sound confident."
"Well, earlier I would had a few doubts but now I think I could trust Rikuo-sama."
Rikuo gave a small smirk and stared at her briefly, then handed his right hand out to her. Tsurara blinked in confusion, why is Rikuo-sama offering a handshake all of a sudden? But she reached out her right hand anyways, and as soon as her hand was in his, he pulled her down to him and shoved her down to the couch in a swift with him on top, causing her to gasp in surprise.
"I wouldn't trust me that much if I were you." He said, bringing her hand next to his lips.
"Wh-What?"
"I'm not a gentlemen like you think, Tsurara. Even if I am, I'm still a guy..." His hand let go of hers and went to her chin. "...and Tsurara is always seducing me, especially when you blush like that."
Tsurara was too shock to respond and all she could do was stare and blush and more blush. Darn it, quite blushing! She quickly looked down from his gaze but only to meet part of his exposed chest through his loosen sleep-robe kimono. Her face redden even more and she quickly turned her head to aside.
Rikuo took this opportunity to leaned in and blew a hot breath against her ear, earning a surprise gasp from Tsurara as she cringed under him and quickly covered her ear with her hand. He smirked at her sensitive reaction and murmured teasingly against her hand that was covering her ear, "You look nervous, Tsurara. What's wrong?" He asked seductively, causing Tsurara to blush hard and close her eyes upon her madly pounding heartbeat.
'W-Why can't I move...!? What's wrong with me?'
After what seemed like forever, Rikuo finally pulled back. "Just as I thought, you wouldn't kick me off after all." He smirked whilst getting off the couch.
"Eh?" Tsurara opened her eyes and blinked in confusion. What just happened? She sat up and watched dumbfounded as Rikuo walked off to the bed and slid himself into the covers as if nothing happened.
After making himself comfortable in bed, he asked, "Are you planning to sleep on the couch tonight? Or do you just want me to carry you to bed again?"
His teasing question snapped Tsurara out from her trance. Realizing she has been teased again, Tsurara frowned and pouted angrily as she got off the couch and went back to bed.
They were both silent as they stared at the ceiling, Tsurara couldn't helped but felt awkward even though there's a pillow between them. She shut her eyes hoping to fall asleep quickly but opened them when she heard Rikuo mumbled, "I'm sorry... about last night..."
"What?" She looked over to him.
"If you didn't hear it then just forget it, I'm not saying it again." He said coldly, turning over to his left so his back was facing her.
Tsurara couldn't help but smiled. She heard it, but was just surprised to hear him actually said it. She turned over to her right, looking at the photo frame that she placed on the nightstand beside the bed this morning, it was the picture of her with her mother and godmother when she was young.
'Rikuo-sama's father must be a very nice person to you right, mother? I think Rikuo-sama isn't a nice person like him at all. He's really mean and always teases me whenever he has the chance to. ...But then I thought... if I try to get along with him, perhaps...I will find a good side of him, neh?'
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Next Morning...
"You're lying!"
"I'm not lying, Riku. Everything I said is true, love really is an amazing thing. You're just too young to understand."
"Stop treating me like a child, mother! I'm just not that stupid like you and the others to believe in this kind of stuff!"
"Riku..."
"I will never fall for something as pathetic as that! I won't be like you and father!"
"Wait, Riku! Riku!"
"Leave me alone!"
"Riku!"
"Rikuo-sama~"
'Huh?'
"Rikuo-sama~"
'Tsu..rara...?'
"Rikuo-sama, please wake up~"
Rikuo felt a comforting warmth on his forehead, the same warmth he felt last night when he was having the same dream. The same warmth that pulled him out of his nightmare. He slowly opened his eyes and found Tsurara looking down at him worriedly. "Are you alright, Rikuo-sama?" She asked, pulling back her hand from his forehead.
He slightly turned his head to look at her properly, she was still in her sleep-robe kimono.
"I didn't mean to wake you up so early, but you seem to be having a really bad dream and you were sweating so I think it would be better to wake you up."
"It's okay." He reassured as he sat up and wiping the sweats off his head. "I have to go to work early today anyway."
"Are you sure you can go to work, Rikuo-sama? You don't seem to be feeling too well today." concerned Tsurara.
"I'm fine." He assured before reminding her, "As for you, shouldn't you be getting ready for school?"
"Oh, right!" Tsurara squealed, darting to the bathroom. Rikuo lay back down and placed an arm over his eyes as he sighed tiredly, it's been a really long time since he had that dream...
Rikuo got off bed and went to get himself ready for work after Tsurara had gotten herself ready and left the room for breakfast. As usual, he went through his morning routine before heading downstairs to the dinning room to have his usual morning coffee, but found more then just that when he arrived there.
≥ Dinning Room ≤
Like every usual 'work-day', Kubinashi and Kejoro were already standing by waiting in the dining room, with several other maids and Reira(who's in her school uniform which was different from Tsurara's since they went to different schools). As soon as Rikuo took his seat, Tsurara came in from the kitchen holding a tray of dishes. He watched in surprise as she placed the dishes down on the table in front of him.
"What is this?" Rikuo demanded, staring down at a traditional Japanese-style breakfast consist of a bowl of steamed rice, miso soup, broiled fish and small various side dishes .
Tsurara, still in her apron, motion towards the dishes and cheerily said, "It's called breakfast, Rikuo-sama."
(ㅎ.ㅎ)... "I know what it's called but what the heck is it doing on my table?"
"For you to eat, of course."
"I don't want to." Rikuo shoved the bowl of steamed rice away from him with his index-finger.
"You have to, you can't only drink coffee for breakfast, Rikuo-sama." Tsurara said, shoving the bowl of rice back to Rikuo.
"Why not? I've been drinking it for three years." He retorted and shoved the bowl of rice away again.
Tsurara let out a sigh as she shoved the bowl of rice back to him and calmly stated, "Breakfast is the most important meal of the day, that's why you have to eat something other then just coffee, it's not good for the health, especially in the morning."
"Yea, well, I don't want anything but my coffee." Rikuo crossed his arms and demanded stubbornly.
Tsurara placed both of her hands on her hips and huffed. "Stop acting like a child, Rikuo-sama."
Rikuo immediately glared at her dangerously. "What did you just say!?"
"I said stop acting like a child and eat your breakfast!" Tsurara said sternly as she pointed an index-finger towards the dishes. "Eek!" She gasped in surprise when Rikuo suddenly slid an arm around the back of her neck and brought her down to face him, their faces just an inch away.
"Had you forgotten what happened that night? Do you want something like that to happen again?" He threatened with a dangerous smirk, Tsurara's cheeks immediately turned pink, part of the reason due to his threatening and the other due to the stares and giggles from others in the room.
"A-Ah...R-Rikuo-sama, let go of me, everyone's watching!" She whispered while trying to break free, but was no match against his strength.
"So?" Rikuo smirked, not minding about it at all.
"Ri-Ri-Rikuo-sama, please! I've worked hard on preparing this breakfast for you and I'd be very happy if you would at least try some." Tsurara said, still trying to break free.
Rikuo blinked, then looked over to his breakfast. "You...made this?" He asked, surprised.
"Mm-hmm." Tsurara nodded with her usual cheery smile as Rikuo turned to look at her again.
"It's true, Rikuo-sama." Came Reira's confirmation. "Awashima and the other maids had told Tsurara-sama to let them prepare it for her but she insists on doing it herself," She thoughtfully informed, "she said she wants to be the one to cook breakfast for Rikuo-sama."
With that, Rikuo slowly let go of his wife and stared down at his breakfast weirdly.
"C'mon Rikuo-sama, just one bite." Pleaded Tsurara in her Chibi-bunny form and sparkling eyes. "I promise I won't force you to eat if you don't like it."
Rikuo gave a (ㄱ_ㄱ) look. "Seriously, quit the bunny ears."
"Go on Rikuo-sama, at least try some." Encouraged Kubinashi. "Don't let Tsurara-san's effort go to waste."
Rikuo look at Chibi-bunny-Tsurara weirdly who was handing him a spoonful of miso soup, he then slowly took over and ate it. Chibi-bunny-Tsurara's eyes grew big and sparkled with anticipation as she asked, "Well? What do you think? Is the taste alright? Do you like it?"
He was silent for moment. "...It's delicious..." He said, before eating another spoonful of miso soup again.
"Really? So you liked it?"
"Mm."
"I'm so happy you liked it!" Chibi-bunny-Tsurara jumped up and down flapping her hands in the air in joy, then turned back into her normal form as she pushed the bowl of steamed rice closer to Rikuo. "Please eat some more, Rikuo-sama!"
"What about you?" Rikuo looked at her.
Tsurara blinked. "Huh?"
"Where's yours?"
"A-Ah..." Tsurara let out an awkward giggle as she scratched her head in embarrassment, getting ready to be make fun of. "I... forgot to prepare my own..."
But instead of making fun of her, Rikuo let out a small breathy chuckle, surprising everyone in the room. "Well, it couldn't be helped could it. Because it's Tsurara after all." He said with a small smile while Tsurara just gawked at him, not sure if it was a compliment because of his genuine smile or sarcasm because of the actual meaning behind his words.
"I'll tell Awashima-san to cook another for Tsurara-sama." A maid said, snapping Tsurara out from her trance.
"No, it's alright. We could share mine, there's enough for two." Rikuo casually said, surprising everyone even more except for Kejoro who was smiling delightfully with her hands clasped together under her right cheek and 'awww'ed.
Tsurara blinked as Rikuo words sank into her, she stared wide-eyed at him as if he was some kind of a weirdo. "You...want to share your breakfast with me?"
"You cooked too much and I couldn't eat it all by myself." Rikuo said as he gently pulled her down to sit on the seat beside him, then casually took a piece of broiled fish with his pair of chopsticks and held it in front of her mouth as if it was the most natural thing to do in the world. "Here."
Tsurara stared at it for a while and then at Rikuo, and then back at it again.
"What?"
"A-Ah...Nothing!" Tsurara smiled. "Thank you, Rikuo-sama!" She thanked him and then ate the piece of broiled fish he offered while Rikuo just 'Mm' in respond as he took over a new bowl of steamed rice handed by a maid and filled it with some of the side dishes before handing it to Tsurara, who happily took over.
"Rikuo-sama is really a gentle person, neh?" She suddenly said with her usual cheerful smile, causing Rikuo to almost spilled and choked on his coffee that he just took a sip of. "Rikuo-sama! Are you alright!?" Concerned a surprised Tsurara as she patted the back of her violently coughing husband. "...D-Did I say something wrong?" She worriedly asked.
Kejoro let out a small giggle. "Don't worry, Tsurara-san." She reassured, "You didn't say anything wrong, Rikuo-sama is just a bit surprised and shy."
Tsurara blinked and looked over to a smiley Kejoro. "Surprised and... shy...?"
"Oi! Kejoro!" Rikuo immediately shot a death glare at the family secretary.
"Really." said a delighted Kejoro, totally ignoring Rikuo's death glare. "Because Tsurara is the first person to say Rikuo-sama is a gentle person."
"Really?" Tsurara instantly swung her head back to look at Rikuo. "I'm the first person to say that? Is that true, Rikuo-sama?"
"S-So what?" Rikuo looked away to hide his faint blush as he drank his cup of coffee when suddenly...
"Rikuo-sama~"
The surprised Rikuo almost spilled and choked on his coffee again at her sudden sweet voice, this was the first time he had ever heard her called his name that way!
Trying to sound like his usual cool self, Rikuo turned to her and asked coldly. "What now?"
"Say ahhhhh~" Tsurara cooed as she shoved a piece of broiled fish with her chopsticks in front of a shocked Rikuo's mouth.
"Wh-What are you doing?"
"It's my turn to feed Rikuo-sama."
Rikuo couldn't stopped the blush from creeping up his cheeks as he stared at the piece of broiled fish and then to a Tsurara who was smiling sweetly. It was really hard to let her feed him with all those eyes staring and smiling at them like that, but he couldn't possibly refuse her adorably anticipating eyes. Darn those eyes! Why do they have to be this irresistibly cute? WHY!?
"D-Don't you all have work to do?" Rikuo questioned the others, eyeing pointedly at his personal assistant and family secretary.
"Rikuo-sama, if you want to spent some alone time with your little wifey you could just say so." Kibinashi said with a cheeky grin.
"I-I didn't say that!" Rikuo almost shouted, trying hard to contain his blush, earning chuckles and giggles from the others.
"Alright now everyone," Kejoro called out after a couple of claps. "Let's give Rikuo-sama and his beloved wifey some space, back to your chores."
"Oi!"
"Well, I have to go to school now so, bye everyone!" Reira waved, being the first one to leave the dining room, followed by the maids, then Kubinashi and Kejoro.
After seeing them leave, Rikuo let out a relief sigh as he turned back to his breakfast, but only to see Tsurara still holding up the piece of broiled fish in front of his mouth. "I-I could eat by myself." He took over the chopsticks and ate the piece of broiled fish. Rikuo swore he heard a soft grunt came from the dinning room doorway, but saw nothing when he turned to look. Maybe he was just hearing things?
"What would you like to have for breakfast tomorrow, Rikuo-sama?" Tsurara asked.
"Whatever, I don't really care." Rikuo coolly replied as he continued to eat his breakfast.
"Really? In that case..." She pondered for while, then clasped her hands together as she came up with something. "Ah, seaweed porridge!"
"I hate porridge, it's all watery and stuff."
Tsurara pouted with a frown. "Really, Rikuo-sama is acting like a child again."
"What did you say?" He glared dangerously at her.
Tsurara let out a small giggle. "But this side of Rikuo-sama is very cute too." She smiled up at him while Rikuo just stared at her, like a predator who had spotted a prey. Tsurara tilted her head as she gazed at him with concern. "Rikuo-sama, is there something wrong?" She instinctively leaned backwards a bit when Rikuo slightly leaned forward towards her.
He stopped a few inches away, still staring at her attentively. "Tsurara." He suddenly called with a serious tone.
"Yes?" She immediately perked up in her seat, showing him her full attention on what he was going to say.
"Don't move." He ordered.
"Haa?" Tsurara blinked, but then started to panic as she freezes thoroughly. "I-Is there something on my head? Is it a bug!? A cockroach!? A Spider!?" She quickly shut her eyes tight and trembled in fear. "Pl-Please get rid of it Rikuo-sama!"
Rikuo blinked at his over thinking wife. He told her not to move in the first place was just because he wanted to kiss her, which he himself didn't know why he wanted to from the start, she just had that kind of effect on him, but who knows she would freaked out by scarring herself like that? Rikuo couldn't help but smiled at how cute she looks right now and since she had closed her eyes herself, he might as well leaned in and...
"Hold it!" A familiar voice called out, causing Rikuo to stopped and Tsurara to opened her eyes and blinked in surprise to see Rikuo's face just a breath away from hers and their lips faintly touched.
Rikuo let out an annoyed grunt as he pulled back to glare at whoever was tired of living to interrupt his attempt kiss! While Tsurara, still in shock, just stared into space dumbfounded.
"Not again, Rikuo-sama. You really ought to control yourself sometimes." Said Kejoro in disprove.
Rikuo eyes widen at the sudden intruders and demanded in displease, "Were you two spying on us this whole time!?"
"I-It wasn't me, it was this woman's idea! She blackmailed me, I'm innocent!" Kubinashi threw his hands in the air as he clarified, only to earned a smack at the back of his head from Kejoro.
"Anyway~~~" Kejoro turned her attention back to the married couple. "No kissing your little wifey for today, Rikuo-sama. Well, not until after she came back from school. We can't let her passed out, she has a school to go to." She reminded while Rikuo grunted in displease, but he knew very well she was darn right.
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Tsurara attended school as usual, without anybody knowing she had gotten married of course, since her school's really strict and doesn't accept married students. She thought of telling her best friend about her secret marriage but then thought it would be better to tell her when things between her and Rikuo were steady. After school, Tsurara received a call from Kubinashi stating that Rikuo won't be home tonight and would spent the night in the company. She was fine with it at first but she began to feel uneasy and even angry when Rikuo hadn't came home for straight three days.
The Fourth Day(Thursday Morning)...
Tsurara woke up earlier than usual today, she couldn't go back to sleep so thought that she might as well get ready for school. After going through her usual morning routine, she then went downstairs to have her breakfast but something she heard made her stopped just before the stairway.
"Really, how can Rikuo-sama just leave Tsurara-sama alone like that?"
"Do you think he will come home today?"
Two of the maids were chatting as they walked pass the bottom of the stairs to the laundry room together, not noticing that their mistress was listening to their conversation.
"Even though he'd often spend the nights out at other girls' place before but now he's married to Tsurara-sama, how could he..." one of the maid said.
The other maid let out a sigh. "I feel so bad for Tsurara-sama, she's such a nice mistress."
"Me too..."
As their voices faded off down the hallway, Tsurara made her way down the stairs and into the kitchen. Since that Monday morning Tsurara would prepare breakfast every morning while Awashima would still take care of lunch and dinner. The head-butler was a bit surprised to see her up so early today but didn't question anything since the he already knew the reason. Technically everyone in the Nura mansion would've guess by the looks of their mistress's face ever since Rikuo hadn't came home on the second and third night. After all, Tsurara's not that kind of person who could hid her emotions well, everything's practically written on her face. Even if she tried to hide it behind that cheery smile, still the unnatural and stiffness from the way she speaks would just give her away.
≥ Living Room ≤
After breakfast Tsurara went to watch TV in the living room since school's still an hour away. Couldn't find anything interesting to watch, she eventually gave up and turned of the television. The truth was that she's really bothered by the maids' conversation and she began to stare into space hugging a couch-pillow. "I've heard from Reira that he's really famous with the ladies but...what kind of man is this!? Didn't he agree for us to try to get along? And yet he disappeared for straight three days without a sound right after!"
Tsurara crossed her arms as she huffed, "Hmph, well, whatever. Not that I care. I'm perfectly fine without him anyway!"
One Second Later...
"That stupid Rikuo-sama! Idiot! Big bully! Big meanie!" Tsurara ranted out loud as she combo punched the poor pillow with all her might and anger. "How can you do this to your own wife!? Who do you think you are!? Idiot! Big bully! Big meany! Big...Big...Big-everything-that-is-bad-in-the-univ erse!"
"Calling me bad names so early in the morning?" came a familiar deep silk voice from the living room doorway.
"Huh?" Tsurara paused and turned to look, her eyes widen at the sight of her idiot, big bully, big meanie and big everything-that-is-bad-in-the-universe-husband. She immediately turned into her chibi-form as she jumped onto the sofa pointing her chib-index finger at him shouting, "IT'S YOUUU!"
"It's me." Rikuo replied sarcastically while Kubinashi smiled at her funny yet cute reaction.
"How cute, you must be Rikuo-sama's wife." an unfamiliar, attractive woman suddenly stepped out from behind Rikuo, surprising Tsurara.
'Wh..Who is this woman...?'
"It's a pleasure to finally meet you. I'm Rikuo-sama's new secretary, I've just started working last week." The woman greeted Tsurara and bowed with a smile.
"A-Ah, I see." Tsurara quickly turned back into her normal form as she bowed and greeted back. "It's nice to meet you."
"Thanks for always taking care of Rikuo-sama~" The woman smiled further, her words surprised Tsurara.
"Th-That's...erm...D-Don't mention it..." Tsurara replied awkwardly with a stiff smile.
"I'll go have a quick change first, stay here and don't go anywhere before I'm back." Rikuo told Tsurara in an ordering tone before turning to his new secretary with a small smile. "You can go home now, thank you for the past three nights."
"Don't mention it, president. It's part of my job after all, I'll see you at work." The woman replied with a loving smile and sweet voice as Rikuo left the room.
"What...What is the meaning of this...!?" Tsurara clenched her hand into a fist as a displeasing feeling began to rise inside her. "So for all these three nights, he's with this woman all along...!? And what does she means it's part of her job? Does he often spent nights with all his female employees!?"
"I'll be leaving then." The women announced with a small bow and left, but not before whispering something to Tsurara as she walked pass her to the door, "I don't see what's so attractive about a mere child?"
Tsurara eyes widen with shock, but she was too taken aback to respond at the time that she just stood there frozen and stared out into space like a statue.
≥ Front Door ≤
"Thanks for walking me out the door, Kubinashi-san." The new secretary thanked Kubinashi sweetly.
"No need to thank me, I just walked you out to tell you that you don't have to come to work anymore." Kunashi said sternly, surprising her.
"Wh-What? What do you mean?"
"It means that you're fired."
"Fired!? But why?" The woman started to panic. "Did I make a mistake at work? If there's anything I did wrong I can fix it! I-"
"No, you didn't do anything wrong at work." Kubinashi cut her off. "It's just that Rikuo-sama dislike anyone who'd disrespect the Nura family."
"B-But I never-"
"Tsurara-san is Rikuo-sama's wife." Kubinashi stated sternly, silencing the shocked woman, he'd heard her little whispering earlier. "Even if others doesn't approve of her, she is still our respected third mistress of the Nura family. Rikuo-sama had made sure of that." He said and closed the door before the ex-secretary could shamelessly state her innocence.
"Told ya she's no good." Kejoro suddenly popped up behind Kubinashi from nowhere, almost giving him a heart-attack. "But do you and that rascal ever listen to me? NO~" She crossed her arms and gave him a displease (ㅂ_ㅂ) look.
Kubinashi tried his best to put on an innocent smile. "Ki-Kino..." His voice chocked halfway up his throat at the sight of a very, very terrifying dark aura rising up of Kejoro's head and shoulders.
"You rascals always wanted to learn the hard way." She said as she took a stepped forward.
"Heekkk!" Kubinashi squeaked in terror as he turned into his chibi-form, kneeling and bowing his head down to the ground with puppy ears and tail. "I'VE LEARN MY LESSON! I WILL LISTEN TO YOU NEXT TIME SO PLEASE DON'T HURT ME!"
Kejoro's lips quirked into a triumph and satisfied smirk as her terrifying aura finally died down. "You said so yourself, you will listen to me from now on." She said dangerously, picking up the freaked out Chibi-puppy-Kubinashi by his little puppy tail.
"Yes! Yes! I promise!" an upside-down Chibi-puppy-Kubinashi cried out with his chibi-paws clasped together in a pleading gesture, giving his best puppy eyes.
Kejoro finally smiled in delight and pinched his right chibi-cheek. "Good puppy."
Meanwhile...
"What kind of man is he? Releasing pheromones everywhere! Really!" Tsurara huffed, grabbing her school bag from the sofa before stomping out of the living room. "So he likes mature women huh? Well, that's fine by me! I don't care anyways!"
Rikuo had just came back downstairs after a change and bumped into Tsurara at the end of the stairs, who just walked passed him without giving him a glance, as if he was invisible.
"Oi, Tsurara." He called out. "Didn't I told you to wait for me in the living room?"
"I'm going to school." Came her cold replied, still not giving him a glance as she continued to walk off but halted when Rikuo went in front of her.
"No you're not." He said, grabbing her by the waist and chucking her on his shoulder with his right arm. Tsurara was now literally hanging over Rikuo's right shoulder by the stomach.
"H-Hey! Wh-What are you doing? Put me down!" Tsurara demanded, trying to reach out her hands to pull down her skirt but in vain.
"Not until we're inside the car." Came his reply as he began to walk towards the front door.
"Nooo! Wait!" Tsurara yelled, successfully stopping Rikuo from taking another step. "People are going se-see my-my-my-my-my-"
"Hn?"
"My-My-My-My-My-" Her cheeks burned hot red as she struggled to say 'panties'.
"What? Just say it." Rikuo demanded in oblivion.
Tsurara face turned completely bright red as she shouted out loud in frustration, "Baka Rikuo-sama! I'm wearing a skirt!"
Rikuo's eyes instantly widen as the meaning of her words sank into him. He suddenly growled in disproved, "Who told you to wear such short skirt!?" The thought of other men or even women were going to see her underwear sets his blood boiling. No way he's ever gonna let those perverts see her panties! Beside, he himself hadn't even saw that part of her yet. Rikuo's eyes widen once more, surprised at his own perverted thoughts. 'Wait... I'm the husband, I'm suppose to have perverted thoughts about her.' Rikuo reminded himself.
"What are you talking about? This skirt is part of my school uniform." said Tsurara.
"Wear pants from now on."
"Haa?"
"And I meant the long ones only."
"What? Rikuo-sama, what are you tal- Eeeeeeekkk! WHA- WHERE ARE YOU TOUCHING!?" Tsurara shrieked in total shock and embarrassment when Rikuo's arm went down from her waist to her butt.
"This way they won't be able to see up your skirt." Rikuo said naturally as if it was a casual thing to do.
"Wh-What? You could just put me down! You don't have to touch... touch... th-there! You perv-"
"Don't try accusing me as a pervert, I'm your husband, I'm allow to touch there."
"What!?" Tsurara's face turned bright red. "You... You...! Put me down! Put me down right now!" She began kicking her legs and hitting his back with her petite fists.
"If I put you down you will run away for sure." Rikuo ignored her struggling as he headed towards the front door.
≥ Outside ≤
Kubinashi, Kejoro, Kurotabo, Reira, Aotabo and Awashima were waiting outside the mansion by the car for their master and mistress. They could hear Tsurara's cries of protest before the two even reached the front door.
"Kidnapping! Kidnapping! Somebody save me! This kidnapper is kidnapping me! Helpppppp!" Tsurara cried out and struggled harder upon seeing the others.
"I'm not a kidnapper, I'm your husband." Came Rikuo's calm respond.
"Kejoro-san! Kubinashi-san! Kurotabo-san! Helppppp! He's kidnapping me! Awashima-san! Aotabo-san! Reiraaaaaaa!"
Instead of helping her, Awashima opened the car door of the backseat for Rikuo while the others waved happily at them.
"Have fun you two~" Kubinashi called out.
"You better not make her cry!" warned Kejoro.
"Have a safe trip, Rikuo-sama, Tsurara-san~" Reira cooed.
"Aotabo, Awashima, take good care of them." Kurotabo reminded the two.
"Will do!" assured Awashima as he closed the backseat door and went to take his seat in the front.
"Don't worry about it!" Aotabo reassured from the driver's seat before closing the car door and started the engine. He gave the others a thumb up through the window and finally drove off.
15 Minutes Later On The Road...
"Where are we going exactly? I need to go to school." Tsurara told Rikuo who was looking out the window.
"Don't worry, Kejoro has already asked for a few days leave for you." He reassured.
"But why? Where are we going?"
He finally turned and smiled down at her. "We are going on our honeymoon, of course."
(OAO)! "WHAAAAATTT!?" Tsurara immediately went pale and shrieked in total shock. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Meanwhile...
≥ The Nura Mansion ≤
"Did you hear that?" Kurotabo asked.
"Sounds like Tsurara-san's voice..." said Kubinashi.
"She's really excited about the honeymoon~!" Kejoro cooed delightfully.
"It doesn't sound like it though..." said Reira as she smiled awkwardly with a sweat-drop.
...
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≥ On The Nura Family Private Plane ≤
3 Minutes After Take Off...
"Here's a blanket in case you get cold." Awashima thoughtfully handed Tsurara a black blanket, who was sitting as far away as she could from Rikuo. "Aotabo is at the cockpit chatting with the captain, and I will be in the galley if you need us." He informed.
"Okay. Thank you, Awashima-san." Tsurara thanked, unfolding the blanket and spreading it over her legs.
"Don't mention it."
A while after Awashima left for the galley, Rikuo looked up from the newspaper he was reading and gazed over to Tsurara. "Do you really have to sit that far away?" He asked.
"Of course I do." Came Tsurara's cold reply, not bothering to give him a glance as she make herself comfortable in her seat.
"Why?"
"Because I don't like sitting close with someone who likes releasing his pheromones everywhere!"
(ㅡ_ㅡ) "Haa?"
Just like the other night, Tsurara gave a childish huff and buried herself under the blanket.
Rikuo's eyes slightly widen at the sight. "Are you ignoring me again?"
And of course, she didn't responds.
"Oi!"
And naturally again, no responds... Okay, she's definitely ignoring him again.
Not hearing anymore noises coming from him, Tsurara blinked under the blanket. He'd given up that soon already? He's not going to try to get her attention like the way he did that night? Tsurara frowned in displease, anyone would've knew that she was angry with him, and yet he's not doing anything about it, he didn't even ask her why. After several seconds of fighting the urge to not take a peek at him, Tsurara eventually surrendered as curiosity took better of her. She moved the blanket slowly down to her nose and her eyes instantly widen at the sight of Rikuo's face above her's. Tsurara swore her heart jumped out her chest the second her eyes met up with his. She tried but she couldn't seemed to pull her gaze away, it's as if their eyes were locked with each other and they've been like this for a while.
"So you finally decided to come out from there." He gave a slight smirk as he continued to stare down at her.
Tsurara felt her cheeks burn in embarrassment and swiftly lifted the blanket back up to block his gaze, but Rikuo was quick to stop her by grabbing one of her hand.
"L-Let go." She mumbled as she cast her gaze downwards, more blush creeping up her cheeks.
"Only if you stop ignoring me."
"...I-I will stop ignoring you...if you promise to let go and...not to look at me that way again..."
Rikuo was silent for moment before agreeing, "Fair enough." He then released his grip as he went to take the seat next to her.
The next 30 minutes was quiet with only the tapping sounds coming from Rikuo working on his laptop while Tsurara was reading her favorite book. Rikuo's fingers stopped when he felt something bumped into his left arm, he turned to look and found Tsurara had fallen asleep leaning against him. He couldn't help but smiled at her peaceful face and carefully took the book from her hands before pulling the blanket up to her shoulders. He instantly paused halfway when Tsurara began to stirred and started murmuring in her sleep.
"Baka Rikuo-sama...How can you do this to me...?"
Rikuo blinked. Was she having a dream about him?
"What is so special about her? How dare you spend those nights with her?" At that point, Tsurara's eyebrows were frowning and her lips pouted angrily in a very cute way.
Her? Who is she talking about?
"I waited for you to come home... You didn't even call once... Not even a text message... How could you..."
She was actually bothered by that?
"How dare you left me alone at home... Big meanie... I hate you..."
Rikuo's eyes slightly widen, but then couldn't help but let out a short breathy chuckle.
"Yes, I know." He whispered as he continued pulling the blanket up to her shoulders. "Sorry about that, I'm just not used to having someone waiting for me at home... But I'm back now." He gently brush aside the lock of hair that has cascaded down her left cheek as Tsurara snuggled her face against his arm.
"Wah..." She let out a cute giggle. "This pillow is so soft~" She cooed delightfully and snuggled her face more against his arm. Rikuo blinked at her comment, but couldn't help but smiled in the end.
...
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45 Minutes Later, After Landing...
≥ The Nura Family Beach House ► Bedroom ≤
Tsurara's eyes fluttered open and found herself in a different environment. She quickly sat up and scanned her surroundings, realizing she was alone in an unfamiliar bedroom. She got off bed and went over to the door, slowly opening it as she popped her head out to take a look around.
"Aotabo." Tsurara instantly pushed the door wide open when she saw Aotabo passing by not far away.
"Hm?" Aotabo turned to the source of the voice and smiled as he walked up to Tsurara. "Tsurara-san, I see you're finally awake. You were really tired back there that you didn't even realized that we'd landed."
Tsurara slightly giggled in embarrassment. "Well, I didn't really slept well the past two nights..."
Aotabo let out a short chuckle. "I know. That's why Rikuo-sama didn't wake you up and carried you down the plane."
"H-He did?" Tsurara blinked in surprised, but then narrowed her eyes, unamused. "I bet he was complaining the whole way about how heavy I am."
"Umm, actually, he didn't complain about anything." Aotabo said. "Awashima and I offered to carry you but it seems that Rikuo-sama wasn't happy about the idea and insist on carrying you himself." He continued, but Tsurara was so into her own thoughts that she didn't catch what he had just said.
"And I bet he also thinks how other girls are lighter then me." She mumbled in displease.
"Tsurara-san?" Aotabo questioned.
"Ah, nothing~" Tsurara instantly smiled up at him. "I was just talking to myself."
"Oh... Now that you're awake, would you like to have lunch? Awashima's preparing it."
"Now that you mention it, I am feeling a bit hungry. I'll go have a quick change first."
"Okay, take your time." Aotabo said as he watched the little figure disappeared behind the bedroom door.
Tsurara look around the room for her luggage but it was no where to be found. She scratched her head as she tried to remember where she had placed it. 'Wait a second... I was kidnapped here, I don't have my luggage!' Finally remembering the 'kidnap incident' this morning, Tsurara tiredly slammed her forehead against the wall. 'I'm not supposed to be here in the first place... I'm supposed to be in school, what am I going to tell Yura and the others?'
She let out a sigh before pulling back her swollen forehead and look around the room once more. Finally spotting what looked like a closet, Tsurara went over to check, hoping there would be clothes inside that she could change into.
"That Rikuo-sama, what is he thinking? First he left me alone and disappeared for straight three nights hanging out with that secretary, and now he came out from nowhere and just took me here without bothering if I wanted to come or not...What does he think he is do-" Tsurara abruptly stopped mumbling as she opened the closet door. "Wha- Why is everything so revealing!?" She asked out loud scanning through the closet filled with various sundresses.
She went inside and reached for the closest sundress to her, examining it like it was the weirdest thing she had ever seen. Well, to her it probably was since Tsurara usually wears kinomos and clothes that are not 'this' revealing.
"Who would wear something like that?" She questioned, still looking at the dress weirdly. Her eyes widen slightly as something came in mind.
"I don't see what's so attractive about a mere child?"
Tsurara's grip on the sundress tighten, hating herself for remembering that attractive secretary and her words. "That's right... I'm not the only girl who's been here... Rikuo-sama must have brought other girls here before me, that's why there are so many revealing dresses. Because the girls that Rikuo-sama spent time with were all women with womanly charm and mature body..."
"As my wife, you still lack of a woman's charm. But I guess it's fine since you're kinda cute."
Rikuo's words from the first time they met crept into her ears, and Tsurara hated herself even more for remembering it. She looked down at the sundress, causing her front hair to cover her eyes.
"Cute... Cute because I'm just a child... A child who's not beautiful like the other women..." Her hands started to tremble and her voice slightly shaken. "Is that why you spent those nights with that secretary even though you are already a married man...? Is that why you always tease and make fun of me...? Is that why you stopped and didn't take advantage of me that night even though you had the chance to...? Is that why you didn't felt even a slight embarrassment when you touched me there this morning...?"
'Because I am not mature like them... Is that right, Rikuo-sama? Did they cooked breakfast for you too? Did you fed them broiled fish too? Did you kissed them like you kissed me too? Even though Kejoro said it was your first time kissing a girl, but still it was so hard to believe, because it felt like you're really experienced with it. Although I didn't want to admit it, but it felt so good... It felt so right to be kiss by Rikuo-sama...'
'Did you kissed other women until they've become so weak that they passed out? Did you smiled at other women until they felt like their heart were going to explode? Did you looked at other women until they felt like their faces were on fire? Did you...do that thing with them that you wanted to do on our wedding night...? Did you?' Tsurara's jaws tighten and her shoulders stiffen at her own thoughts, her hands began to shake vigorously. 'Rikuo-sama...'
3 Seconds Later...
"HOW DARE YOU DO THOSE THINGS TO ME THAT YOU HAVE BEEN DOING TO OTHER WOMEN?" Chibi-Tsurara huffed as she threw the sundress onto the floor. "If it's mature women you prefer then so be it!" She pouted angrily and stomped out the room. "Stupid Rikuo-sama! Idiot! Big bully! Big meanie! Big player! Releasing pheromones everywhere!"
≥ Outside The Bedroom ≤
Aotabo's heart almost jumped out of his mouth when the door behind him suddenly swung opened and then slammed shut hard with a swift. He quickly turned around and saw Tsurara still in her school uniform. "Tsurara-san? I thought you were going to change?" He asked carefully seeing the dark aura surrounding her.
Tsurara shrunk into her Chibi form again as she crossed her arms and stared at the ground like an upset little kid. "I like wearing MY OWN clothes."
"Haa?" was all Aotabo could reply with a sweat-drop.
CHAPTER THREE_END
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