Have fun, my personal opinion is I needed to kill time for the day. But it turned out alright, heh heh heh...

Recap:

As soon and Yukhito and Kanae walked in their room they both thought the same thing:

I am a very unlucky person.

Both were facing the full size mattress head on. They looked at each other. They were very unlucky indeed.

"Flip for the bed?" Kanae suggested.

"No way." Yukihito said. "I can't sleep on the floor."

"Come on, be a man!"

"I'm not a wimp." Yukihito glared. "I have tension in my back, I can't sleep without support. If I sleep on the floor I can't walk for two days."

"Well I'm not sleeping on the floor!"

"Then that leaves only one option." Yukihito said. "Do you want to use tape or paint to mark which half is your side?"

Kuon walked to the front desk. He felt like a child for grumbling to himself the way he was. For being on his honeymoon he didn't know why they got two beds in their room.

Kuon ran the bell and a man appeared.

"Yes, sir?"

"Yes, I'm here with my wife and we got room 624. I would like a different room. One with a full size mattress." he added.

"I'm sorry, sir. All the rooms are filled. There's a wedding here this week as well as a party of eighty for a highschool reunion. There is no room to change you to."

"Thank you." Kuon began to leave. He had been very polite, but he had really wanted to change rooms.

"Wait, sir?"

Kuon turned around.

"Sir, this came in for you."

Kuon walked back and looked at the 2"x2" box and smiled.

"Thanks," he said and walked away. He wanted to skip back to his room.

He unlocked the door and stepped in. Kyoko was lying on her mattress.

"Oh there you are," she said sitting up. "Where did you go?"

"To see where we were." Kuon lied.

"Oh. Did you find out?"

Kuon shook his head. "The president did a good job making sure we don't know where we are."

"Why?"

Because you can't run away if you don't know where you are. Kuon smiled."Because he loves surprises of course."

Kyoko looked at the clock on the end table.

"It's only three o clock. What do you want to do?"

If you dare say what you want to say to her then I promise I will choke you in our sleep! Great. I'm talking to myself. Kuon cleared his throat.

"Are you getting sick?" Kyoko asked. She stood on the bed and walked over to Kuon and placed her hand on his forehead.

"No. I'm fine. Traveling by air always makes me thirsty."

"You should get a drink, then."

"Do you want to explore the hotel?"

"Huh? Why?" Kyoko asked removing her hand.

"Because you shouldn't stay in the room alone. Besides, there is no television, no music and no books. I'm going to take a look around and see where we are and get a drink. You must be rather thirsty as well. Aren't you."

Kyoko's mouth became very dry.

"Yes, I am a little thirsty."

"Then come on." Kuon put an arm around her waist and picked her up. He turned around and set her on the floor. Kyoko stood stiffly and looked up at Kuon. "What?"

Kyoko blushed. "Nothing! Nothing. Nothing at all!" she turned "well come on. Let's find some water."

Stupid! He's still teaching you what to do. After all, he is the best actor ever and you still break character. Don't break character this time! You must be the best, most caring wife ever!

Kuon followed Kyoko out the door and fell in step with her. Kyoko looked like she was thinking. After a few steps Kuon felt her take his right hand in her left. She didn't stop. She didn't even look at him.

Kuon smiled and turned his hand so their fingers were entwined. Kuon saw a blush appear on Kyoko's cheeks, she still wasn't looking at him.

Kuon decided that as perfect as her hand was, it lacked one thing.

"That's ridiculous. I'm not putting tape on my bed!" Kanae shouted.

"Do you have a better option?" Yukihito asked.

"Yeah. You stay on your side and I'll stay on mine." Kanae glared, but again Yukihito seemed unfazed.

"Fine."

They both looked around.

"There's no tv." Kanae said.

"So I see."

"What are we supposed to do?" Kanae complained. Yukihito looked over at her.

"Did you mean traditionally or...?"

"I meant us." she glared.

Yukihito didn't know why he teased her so much. He enjoyed teasing her almost as much as he did setting up Ren and Kyoko.

"Oh us." he adjusted his glasses. "Well I'm sure this hotel has something to do. Are you hungry?"

Kanae's stomach growled.

"Yeah I am."

Yukihito turned and opened the door. He looked back at Kanae who had not moved.

"Are you coming or not?"

Kanae stomped out the door. Why was every little thing he did aggravating?

They walked down the stairs and found a restaurant. They sat across from each other and the hostess gave them menus.

After ordering their food the two sat in silence.

"So," Yukihito cleared his throat. "Did you always want to be an actress?"

"Yes." Kanae replied. When she didn't continue Yukihito prompted her.

"Come on. We may as well try to be friends. Otherwise this is going to be hell for both of us, and I'm not talking about just these four days."

"Fine. Did you always think you would be writing in a notebook for the rest of your life?" Kanae meant managing an actor's schedule.

"Yes I did." Yukihito grunted.

"So you always wanted to be a manager." Kanae leaned on her hand.

"No."

"You're contradicting yourself." Kanae said. This was getting tiering.

"No I'm not, you're asking different questions."

"No I'm not."

"Yes, you are."

"You're making this difficult." Kanae sneered.

"Just ask me what you want to know." Yukihito glared.

"Did you always want to be a manager?" Kanae was flustered. How dumb was the guy? She asked a simple question.

"No. I didn't always want to be a manager. For a while I wanted to be a doctor, but that backfired when I learned how much electrical equipment I had to handle. That was a long time ago though, probably over twenty years. After that I found I liked being orderly. I found a job in LME, a couple years ago Ren was hired and president told me I was being drafted on a temp manager job for a crazy actor. I've never left."

"Wouldn't an i-pad be more helpful then that notebook you always carry?"

"Not for me."

"Not good with electronics, huh?"

"Um," Yashiro tapped his foot. "You could say that. I have found if I hold any electronic device in my hand, like a cell phone, without a glove, for ten seconds it breaks."

"No way." Kanae knew he was lying. It was impossible. He was over exaggerating.

"No it really is amazing. Just ten seconds and poof. Poor phone is up in smoke and no longer works."

Kanae didn't believe him, Yukihito could see it.

She doesn't have to. He thought.

"Do you know where we are?" Kanae asked.

Yukihito looked around the restaurant.

"Not really. The president made sure we don't know where we are. Remember, it's his fault we're here. He's probably planning for us to fall in love (you know how he gets) and live forever happily. If we call friends and tell them to come pick us up or we spend time with anyone but each other then the presidents plan will fail."

"Excuse me?"

"Over the course of the next four days we will probably learn how to get along with each other, what agitates the other, how to calm the other person and other little things. All this is..." Yashiro stood, doing an impersonation of the president. "The key to falling in the world of love!" he sat down and adjusted his glasses. "Of course this is all speculation, but it makes sense."

Kanae blinked. "You should have become a impersonator,"

Yukihito stared at the girl.

For some reason his stare made Kanae want to laugh. His face was priceless. Kanae covered her mouth.

Must not giggle. Don't giggle. Don't you dare giggle!

But she didn't listen to herself. She started to giggle.

Yukihito stared at the girl trying not to giggle. Seeing her laugh made him smile and soon they were both laughing. At what they weren't quite sure, but they were laughing.

As their drinks came they both tried to calm themselves. With an extra giggle Kanae sipped her drink.

"What are we laughing at?" Kanae asked.

"I don't know," Yukihito chuckled. "You started it."

"I'll accept that. I suppose it was your impersonation of the president. What were we talking about before that?"

"We were asking questions about each other."

"Oh, right."

Both became silent.

At least it wasn't awkward anymore.

Kanae drank some of her water and Yukihito felt his phone vibrate. He looked at the caller id and the words: LME blinked back at him. He excused himself and walked over to a corner so he could hear. He put on his glove and answered.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Yashiro. How's the honeymoon?"

"President, get us out of here!"

"It's not going well?"

"This is all your fault. Kanae and I are quarreling almost every moment. Except for select moments, this whole thing is extremely awkward. Do something!"

"I'll see what I can do, Yashiro."

"Thank you."

They said goodbye and Yukihito hung up the phone and sighed.

Soon this nightmare would be over and he could just keep an eye on her, not spend time with her.

Looking back at the table Yukihito expected to see Kanae, which he did, but he also saw a young man leaning against the back of her chair apparently speaking with her.

A sense of urgency rose in his heart, erm spirit and he walked quicky over to Kanae. He listened in as well as he could.

"Would you leave me alone? I'm waiting for someone." Kanae was saying.

"You know you don't mind having me around." the man said and put his left hand under her chin.

"But I do." Yukihito said stepping behind the man. "What are you doing with my wife?"

"Ha," the man turned around. "You're not married. There's no way she's married to you." the guy snickered. "Besides, where's your ring? I bet you're nothin but a body guard."

Yukihito glared.

"Leave."

"Yukihito," Kanae put a hand on Yukihito's arm. "Don't get angry. I wanted a quiet dinner."

Yukihito had to admit, Kanae's acting was pretty good. He decided to play along.

"But he's bothering you. Isn't he, dear?"

"Well," Kanae seemed tentative. "Y-yes."

"As you can see, sir." Yukihito said glaring back at the man. "The woman does not want your attentions, and I want you to leave."

"What if I don't wanna?"

"Then I'll make you leave." Yukihito rolled up his left sleeve.

Kanae's eyes widened slightly. He wasn't supposed to push the act this far.

"Yukihito," Kanae started. "It's fine. Just let him go." Kanae stood up and held his arm. Was he really going to hit the man?

"But he touched you." Yukihito said not looking away from the man. "He'll make sure not to do it again." he said taking a step forward.

"I'd like to see you make me regret it." the man said getting into a stance. "Come at me with your best shot."

Yukihito moved and Kanae saw breathed. It was over in a few moments. And Kanae's heart was beating fast.

"Yukihito!"

Kuon and Kyoko were walking down in the lobby looking for a vending machine. Eventually the found a machine in a hall. Kuon dug in his pocket for some change and put the money in. When the water came out he grabbed it with his left hand.

"Can you hold this, Kyoko?"

Kyoko was a little confused.

"Um. Alright." he took it in her right hand and Kuon opened the cap.

"Thanks, dear." Kuon leaned over and kissed her cheek, he felt her freeze. "Kyoko, you're doing it again. Relax, my dear." he whispered.

Kyoko nodded and forced herself to relax. She looked at their hands then looked at Kuon who was drinking the water.

"Um, K-Ren?"

Kuon licked the extra water off his lip and looked at Kyoko. "Yes?"

"Um, is it right to be holding hands for such a long time?"

"Of course it is." Kuon said. He held out the water bottle to her. "Do you want some?"

Kyoko blushed.

"No, no. I can't drink your water. I'll get my own."

"Do you have any money?"

Kyoko blinked. "Money?"

"Yeah, you're going to need to buy a bottle."

"Um." Kyoko checked her purse, but didn't see her wallet. "I think I left all my money back at my apartment."

"So I'll pay for it." Kuon said and checked his left pocket. "Hm, I used all my change. There might be some in my right pocket." Kuon grinned. "Kyoko, can you check my pocket for me?"

"What?" Kyoko was stunned.

"Check my right pocket for change. I can't, I'm holding your hand."

"So you can let go of my hand and check your own pocket."

"I can't let go of your hand. Just check my pocket, or you can just drink from this bottle." he held out his water again.

Kyoko took the water and drank a few gulps.

Kuon blinked. He couldn't believe she believed him. She could easily have let go of his hand and told him to look in his pocket.

No matter how he did it, he had gotten Kyoko to drink from the same bottle as him.

Why do I feel so happy about such a small accomplishment? I feel like I'm scheming like Yukihito.

Kyoko handed the bottle back with a gulp of water left in it. Kuon smiled.

"Come on," he said walking towards the door.

Kyoko skipped after Kuon innocently. "Where are we going?"

"To the garden." he said.

They ran out and Kuon stopped near the middle of the garden where a fountain stood.

It was a stone fountain with a fairy sitting on the top with a jar on her shoulder pouring out water. Kyoko was entranced by the little statue.

"Kyoko," Kuon let go of Kyoko's hand and Kyoko looked over at him.

"What is it, Ren?" his name still felt strange on her tongue.

"Kyoko," Kuon got on one knee.

"Semapai?" Kyoko's voice quivered. He was not bowing, to bow one stood on two feet. He was kneeling, it was a custom of ancient times, the person kneeling was humbling themselves to the person they were kneeling to. "Ren stand up."

"No. Kyoko," Kuon took the small box out of his right pocket and lifted the lid off it. "Will you be my wife?"

Kyoko froze and looked at the ring in the box. Then she did the only thing Kyoko could have done: she fainted.

Is Yukihito alright? Why did Kuon propose if they're already married? What will President do to 'do something' for Yukihito and Kanae?

Find out, next time, same fan-writer, same fan-fiction!

Don't hesitate to tell me if I have missed something, I like things brought to my attention so I can fix my mistakes. :)