Need to apologize. 90% of this chapter has been written basically since I posted chapter 12, but I struggled profusely with the last few paragraphs. Ugh. Hopefully now that I'm over this hurdle the rest of the story will come easily to me. There's only going to be like one more chapter then the final chapter.

Just so everybody knows. The final chapter of this story is already written. And will most likely be posted after this chapter or the next chapter. Oh…and part three of this series is also underway. :) Everybody seems to love it, so why not continue it, right?

The Simple Life

Chapter 13

I stripped off my top and pants, changing into a pair of shorts and tank top before laying on my stomach on the bed. Fang insisted on keeping her word of the full body massage. I wrapped my arms around one of her pillows and rested my head on it. It smelled just like her, the scent alone helped me relax slightly.

"Now why did you bother putting clothes back on darlin'." I felt her weight on my hips, her hands soon pushing the top up and over my head, exposing my bare back to the cool air of the room.

My eyes fell shut. "We should probably start planning the wedding soon." I heard her rummage through the stand on her side of the bed before sitting back up. A few moments later I gasped at the cold liquid that landed along my spine. "Shit Fang! Warning would have been nice."

She chuckled as she put the oil back on the bedside table. "I'm ready to plan it whenever you are sunshine."

I let out a groan when she started working at my tense muscles. "Ow, not so hard!" I turned to glare up at her.

"I've barely been pressing love." The pressure on my shoulders lessened though. "So about the wedding," she paused for a moment, "I don't want any pink."

"So I have to dye my hair then?" My back arched and I bit down on her pillow when she drove her knuckles into my spine. "Stop that!"

"That'll teach ya to think such things. I never said you had to dye your hair. I love your hair." She stopped working my muscles to run her fingers through my hair. "It's not pink though, it's just very light red."

I blindly reached up to swat her hands away from my hair. I didn't want that oil all through my hair. "I was thinking about a shade or two of blue, and white."

"I'm surprised you don't want brown and black. We all know your choice of color palate. Or even just simple black and white."

"I was going to say black and white Fang. But I was thinking of you thank you." My nails dug into the pillow when she found a tender spot near the right side of my rib cage.

Fang slowed down her fingers to work out the tender muscles near my ribs. Once she finished the one side, she made her way across my equally tender left side. "Now," she spoke softly, "I was thinking of a Fall wedding. Something that won't be too cold or too hot ya know?"

"I could go for that, just… late Fall." My back arched and I bit my lip when she found one of my few ticklish spots. She was smart though and didn't toy with that spot anymore after the last time she did it and ended up with a bruised jaw from my elbow.

"Why?"

"Because I want there to be a chance of snow." I smiled back at her then closed my eyes again. The massage really was starting to relax me.

She chuckled "Snow?" I could tell she continued smirking by the tone of her voice. "I knew you liked the guy."

I reached back to smack her leg. It was the only part of her I could reach without throwing her off my hips. Though, I must say, after that comment it was a tempting idea. "You know better than that Fang. I love the snow. It's calming and beautiful."

"Did I just hear you say something was beautiful?" I shivered when her lips brushed against my shoulder.

My breath caught in my throat causing my words to come out as a whisper. "Well I think you're beautiful." I smiled. "Besides, I've always loved the snow, and Winter too for that matter." I felt her shift down further on the bed, her hands wrapping around my right calf. "We're straying from the topic."

"Yea, we are." She moved to my other leg, slowly making her way up along the back of my legs. Her hands moved along the back of my kneecaps causing me to jump and chuckle. She returned the laughter and moved up to my thighs. "It's gonna be a small ceremony huh?"

"Yea, neither of us know many people." I shifted some on the sheet and reached down past my hips to swat her hands. Usually I wouldn't mind her attempt to get frisky, but right now, there was simply too much on my mind to even try it. But, she pushed her luck once more, allowing her hands to slide along my inner thighs. And, once again, I slapped them away. "What about in the chapel that Serah and Snow had theirs at?"

I felt her shifting, her hands leaving my body as she laid on the bed beside me. I peeked at her from my place on the pillow. I was rather quite comfortable and wasn't about to shift just for her. "Would you move over already?" She laughed softly as she placed her hands on my bare arm to push. I shifted over an inch or two, just enough to give her room to lie on her back. "Would the chapel even perform the ceremony?"

"Mm, I don't know." I tucked my arms under my head and turned my face away from hers. I felt as if I could fall asleep at any moment. "It's not something we really have to worry about right now."

Her fingertips trailed over my shoulder blades, between them, down to the small of my back, then back up. They made constant figure eight patterns, something that she knew put me right to sleep. She leaned down to place her lips on the side of my neck then whispered against my ear. "Go to sleep Light."

"Mmhm." I nodded weakly. "Love you."

I barely heard her return the words before I felt our blanket pulled up to my shoulders then her arm snake around my waist. Before sleep overtook me, I couldn't help but think that I had the best fiancée in the world and I'm glad I decided to marry that woman.