How do you do?

Rating: T+

Theme: Cute, comedy

Description: Yuya makes a bet with Akari. She needs to land one hit on Kyo. Love where she chooses.

Wager

"I. Don't. Like. It." Akari ground out angrily from his/her position in front of Yuya who was, until a moment ago sitting there happily sewing a tear in Kyo's kimono. Yuya stopped and leaned back to get a better look at Akari who was so close to her face she was almost cross-eyed.

"Wh-what don't you like Akari-san?" Yuya asked nervously while Akari stood up and stomped around the room. The cross-dresser stopped mid-stomp and whirled on Yuya, skirts flying and a finger inches from Yuya's nose.

"You and the fact you got Kyo so easy!"

Yuya shuffled back awkwardly, kimono long forgotten. Akari kept advancing on her until she was backed up against a wall. "What about it?" Yuya asked carefully. Akari scowled.

"You didn't even make a bet with him! How lame! I was trying for so much longer than you were to marry Kyo and you beat me to it. So frustrating!" Akari growled and looked out the window with a huff. Yuya tried to sidle away from Akari. Her plan was foiled when Akari picked her up by the front of her kimono and held her off the floor.

"You need to make a bet with me." He/she growled in Yuya's face. Yuya was fairly frightened and was desperately trying to get Akari to release her collar. Not that Akari hadn't done this before. He/she was a rather sore loser. Never let it drop, always complaining or trying to steal Kyo away while Yuya was either out of the room or not looking. Kyo was usually there to stop him/her from doing any considerable damage before it got too far though.

"S-sure. Akari-san, I can't breathe…" Yuya gasped out in an attempt to get Akari to drop her. Akari only brought her face closer to his/hers.

"It's the same as my bet with Kyo. If you can land one hit on him, he's yours. If you can't, I get him. Deal?" Akari hissed through clenched teeth. Yuya nodded emphatically kicking her legs pathetically. Almost immediately, Akari's facial expression changed into one of a pleasant demeanor. "Oh, what a good dear!" He/she stopped and cocked his/her head to the side and listened. "Here comes your first chance. Ta dear!"

And with that, Yuya fell from his/her grasp and landed on her butt, none too gently mind you, and Akari practically disappeared. Not seconds later, the door slid open and Kyo came in. Yuya breathed in a deep breath and straightened her appearance up a bit. This could be it. She would hurry up and smack him before he could even get his bearings! She would get this bet over with as soon as she could and Akari wouldn't bother her or Kyo ever again…

Wait, Akari didn't specify where to hit Kyo, so anything goes!

Right?

Kyo walked into the room like he owned the place (that's because he did) and looked down at his wife sitting on her butt, kimono riding up and showing off a considerable amount of underwear.

He smirked mischievously as Yuya blushed a deep shade of red and covered up herself. He advanced on her like a wolf on the hunt and knelt down, his lips inches from hers. Warm breath puffed out and warmed her lips as he said; "Nice welcome." And kissed her.

Suffice to say; Yuya didn't really have time to think about smacking Kyo for the next couple hours.

Yuya snuggled in the arms of her lover, fighting to keep the last strains of sleep that still clouded her mind. Sunlight streamed into the house and stung her eyes. Yuya flinched and turned her head away, groaning in protest. Kyo let out a low rumble that resounded through his chest, Yuya recognized it as a chuckle. She herself smiled and brought herself onto her elbows to look down at him.

The sun from the window that filtered in lazily had given Kyo's hair a spectacular gleam and any animosity she had felt for the shining orb while it was stopping her from getting sleep vanished and was replaced by a huge amount of thankfulness. Yuya sighed and rubbed her cheek on his naked chest.

"You're like a cat." Kyo said in a mocking tone as his hands rubbed up and down her back, causing a lulling effect.

"Hm." Yuya hummed, drawing it out and transforming it into a moan of appreciation as he massaged her shoulders. Yuya could feel sleep pulling it's veil down over her brain again and she almost gave in. She was so close to just drifting off, but Kyo stopped and grunted as he moved up. He pushed her off of him gently and Yuya was forced to oblige. Not like she had to go quietly… "Hey." She protested at the same time as pulling the white blanket up to cover her breasts while Kyo pulled his clothing on lazily.

"Stop your bitching and get out of bed. It's no good to stay in there all day." He threw over his shoulder as he left the room. Yuya huffed angrily and flopped back onto the bed. She misjudged the distance she was from the wall, however, and she cracked her head against the wall.

She let out a pained exclamation and rubbed the back of her head, feeling the knots in her hair that would take forever to get out. Yuya froze mid head-rub when it reminded her of Akari's deal.

Fuck, was pretty much all that was going through Yuya's head at that moment. Well, that and Ow, but that's completely off the subject. She had completely forgotten about that! Yuya put her hand to her mouth as she thought about it. She jerked her head towards the door way as she remember that Kyo was about to leave. For the day. No, Yuya thought as she scrambled out of bed, not even bothering to get dressed and just holding the blanket to her front, which was a very bad idea.

She tripped over the blanket and face planted into the ground. Yuya lay there sullenly, contemplating just giving up on life. She was right in the middle of a thought that went along the lines of; All is vanity… when a shadow passed into her line of sight and she looked up to see Kyo knelt over her with a look that could almost be considered sympathetic, maybe even bordering on… Gasp! Concern! Wait…

Yuya could use that to her advantage. She tried to look as pathetic as she could while Kyo looked her over.

"So now you're clumsy too?" Kyo sighed as he swooped his arms under her and flipped her over onto her back and then slipped one of them under her legs and put the other one around her back, supporting her carefully. As he stood up the blanket slid down to the floor and stayed there while he made his way back to the bed to lay her down on it. As he turned to leave, Yuya reached out quickly and snagged his sleeve.

"Wait. Please don't leave me. I really don't' feel well today…" She said, making her voice crack and silently praying he would take the bait. She looked down at her other hand, clenched into the fabric of the bed and going for a kitten-caught-in-the-rain look. Kyo sighed like the weight of the world was on his shoulders.

"Whatever, but you'll owe me ugly." He said warily, sitting on the edge of the bed. Yuya slumped forward and placed her head against his shoulder. Kekeke… Who would have thought Demon Eyes Kyo was so gullible.

Kyo pushed her back and onto the pillow. He walked across the room and stooped to pick up the discarded blanket. He came back over and Yuya spied a chance. As he got closer he bent over her to lay the blanket over her.

Here it comes…

Now!

Yuya spanked Kyo.

Yuya will never know what overcame her to do such a thing. She may never know. The most profound thing that she could remember though was the sound was actually an interesting one, almost like when someone smacks another person across the face, but it was muffled due to the fact that his rear was covered in cloth.

He froze where he was, which, by the way, looked like it took a whole lot of abdominal muscles to even attempt to hold the position he was in. His expression would have been comical, wide eyed and staring at her, if Yuya wasn't silently freaking out, inner mind running in hypothetical circles while yanking it's hair out.

I just spanked him! I just spanked Demon Eyes Kyo! I am going to die… I AM GOING TO DIE!! Yuya could feel herself turning such a deep shade of red that they would have had to invent a whole new color just to cover it. She looked everywhere but at him.

Then Kyo finally moved. He straightened himself up slowly, unbendingly, until he was straight up and down again. His form was rigid and, to Yuya, it looked sort of painful. She sat up and pulled her knees to her chest and fidgeted with her hands in her lap. The silence seemed to suffocate the room. The very air seemed frozen.

"Yuya…" Kyo started and had to clear his throat for the hoarse edge it had taken on. "Yuya," he started again, "did you just spank me?" he asked, like that could have been mistaken for anything other than that or that she had just smacked his posterior against her will.

"I-I guess so." She confessed quietly.

"Why?" he asked in a voice that almost sounded exasperated. Yuya bit her lips and moved around again.

"I made a bet with Akari…" Yuya said quietly, like a guilty child caught with her hand in the cookie jar. Kyo's figure stiffened more, if that was possible, at the mention of Akari. He sank down onto the bed and placed his fingers under her chin to pull her face to look up at him.

"You have some explaining to do." He said. Yuya nodded.

Boy did she ever.

"… and then I spanked you. Sorry about that, again. I don't know what came over me." Yuya finished. Kyo was looking off into space with a distant look on his face. Yuya felt nervous. She really didn't like it when Kyo was mad at her. "I'm sorry." She repeated for the thousandth time. Kyo looked over at her slowly. Then his eyes took on an evil sparkle.

"Who said I didn't like it?" He challenged. Yuya blinked.

"You did? I thought you were mad." Yuya said, narrowing her eyes suspiciously. Kyo kissed her quickly and ran a hand through her hair.

"My wife, who just so happens to be naked, smacked my ass, what self-respecting male wouldn't get turned on by that?" Kyo told her. Yuya felt her face slowly break into a smile and she giggled.

"I'll keep that in mind for later." She told him while she crawled over to the other side of the bed to get her kimono and clothe herself for the day, completely ready to rub it in Akari's face that she had, almost literally, kicked Kyo's butt. Kyo seemed to have other ideas.

"How about now?" he purred in her ear.

Oh, Yuya could get used to this…

Teehee! You know it happened. They just edited it out...

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