Ukyo fans... This is for you~ XD
Time passed by, the newly weds, Subaru and Ema, had brought a two story house near Masaomi's workplace. Despite being married, Ema continued her studies and at the same time working at the café near Subaru's college as a maid. Subaru graduated college and started working at Natsume's office.
Back on the Asahina household, Ukyo, who was sleeping in his room, only wearing a pair of red boxer shorts. His hair tousled from his sleep, his mouth slightly open and his arms on his side. Last week, after his brother's wedding, he got a call from his friend, an architecture. His friend said that the house he asked him to build was done and ready to live in. The lawyer said his thanks and later he will send his payment to him. Last two years ago, after learning that one of them would be married to one of their mother's god-daughter. After endless debate on his mind, he decided to buy a house. His mother thought that it was too soon for him to buy since he doesn't even know if the bride would choose him or not.
It's now or never right?
Ukyo stirred in his sleep when he heard his alarm clock ring. He groaned and pushed the button off. Last night his brothers had a 'boys night out', as Tsubaki would say, and end up drunk. Good thing Ukyo was sober enough to drive them home. Ukyo sat up as he rubbed his tired eyes and took his glasses from his night stand. Putting his glasses on, he stretched his back, craning his neck, creating popping noise. He finally stood up and yawned and padded his way to his bathroom.
After doing all of his morning rituals, he slowly walked his way towards 'his' kitchen. He yawned softly, brushing his slightly damped hair. He glanced at the windows and saw the sun rising up.
"Alright," he said. "time to make breakfast." He puts on his green apron and started making breakfast.
While chopping the pealed garlics, he heard the sound 'ding' of the elevator. Who could that be? He thought. He grabbed a kitchen towel and wiped his hands clean.
Ukyo saw Artemisia, sweating, wearing black shorts and a gray tank top. Her black hair pulled up in a ponytail, earbuds connected in her ears. She pulled it out and turned her Ipod off.
Ukyo gulped the lump in his throat and returned to his task. Artemisia saw him and said.
"Hi."
"Hello."
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Awkward...
Ukyo cleared his throat, chopping the garlic. "You're early today. That's new."
Artemisia chuckled. "Well, I checked my weight last night. I gained 5 pounds." she chuckled again. "seriously, are you a master chef or something? 'Cause your food taste very VERY good."
Ukyo laughed softly. "I'm just a lawyer who knows how to cook." he puts down the knife. "how about I teach you how to cook."
Artemisia's eyes sparkled. "Really? That's good!" she said. "but, how did you know?"
"Mother told us." Ukyo said, smiling. "Now, move along. Go and freshen up."
-oOo-
After taking a shower, Artemisia walked slowly down the stairs. She was wearing a navy blue, high-waisted shorts, a hanging, white shirt and a Greek word 'Doro' printed in the middle. Along the way, she felt her phone vibrate in her pocket. She pulled it out and held it against her ear.
"Hello?
"Art-nee-chan, it's me, Fuuto."
"Yes? Do you need something?" she asked, tapping her finger on the handrail.
"Yeah, I need a place to practice my acting skills. Can I go to your workplace later?"
Artemisia blinked. "Uh.. Yeah, sure. Yes you can."
"Thanks." he said, ending the call.
Ukyo heard her talking to someone, he shook his head and continued stirring the miso soup. He glanced over his shoulder and saw Artemisia leaning on the table with a cute expression.
He turned and faced her. "Are you ready, miss Gonzales?"
Artemisia giggled. "Hai, hai." she said, smirking. "sen-sei~"
Ukyo laughed and grabbed a pink, frilly apron. "Here's your apron."
Artemisia gawked at the fabric. "I'm going to wear that?"
Ukyo nodded, smirking. "YES, you're going to wear this."
Artemisia deadpanned. "You planned this, didn't you?"
"Nope."
"Fine."
-After 10 minutes-
"Ugh, I give up." she said, putting down the knife.
Ukyo looked over her shoulder. "What's the matter?"
"I can't do this."
"Why?"
"The tomato."
"What?" he asked again. "What's wrong with a single tomato? You're just going to cut it in half," he position himself from her behind, his chest brushing on her small back. His hands grabbed her hands with the knife. "like this," he, or they sliced the tomato. "See? It's not that- are you okay?"
Artemisia's eyes were closed, biting her lower lip. "Are you done?"
Ukyo's face softened. "What's the matter?"
"It's just.."
"Well?"
"I can't help it! It's too adorable~. I can't slice that little thing?! It's just too cute!" she burst out, her cheeks pink due to her embarrassment.
Ukyo blinked and smiled at her. "So, the big and mature Art-chan is afraid of a tomato?" he asked coyly.
Artemisia gasped. "No! I am not afraid of a tomato." she puffed her cheeks, crossing her arms. "I can cut it."
Ukyo leaned slightly, his chin brushing on her shoulder, his hands now on her hips. "Really? Can you do it? Can you kill a cute, little tomato?"
"I-pssh. Whatever." she scoffed.
Ukyo laughed, his other hand pinched her cheek. "You're just so cute~" he cooed.
"Ow!" she exclaimed. "stahp it!"
Ukyo laughed and kissed her cheek. He just couldn't help but kiss her soft cheek. It was just too cute for him to handle. It was one of those days where she showed her childish antics. He thought that she was the type of woman who always think of work only. But, day by day, she was showing her true nature. She wasn't bad at all. He just hope that she picks him. Even if she does, but she doesn't love him, then he'll make sure to make her fall in love with him. If he needs to court her for the rest of his life, then he will do it.
Ukyo then wrapped his arms around her small frame, pulling her against him, her back softly hitting his chest. He buried his nose in her hair, smelling the scent of soap and roses.
And all of a sudden...
"Marry me.."
Okay, I'm not good at fluff. XD So, Otome lover, if you're reading this. This is for you. XD
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