Hey guys, It's a little short. Sorry. I cannot see how much (or how little) I use my characters so I'm making a half and half thing instead of going in between them all the time. So here's Y&K :D
"Enough!"
Kanae slapped her silverware on the table. "I want to hear no more of Yukihito getting married to this 'Hana'."
"Why would you care?" Riko said. "You obviously don't like him yourself. The way you act you both could be enemies." she said triumphantly.
Kanae felt Yukihito's hand on her cheek. He turned her head and she was surprised to feel him kissing her.
Chisoku grinned. Riko gasped. Kanae wanted to gasp. Yukihito wanted to melt.
Kanae pulled back and met Yukihito's eyes. For a few moments she was lost in them.
"Mother, Kanae and I got married," he said taking her hand and looking at his parents. "I didn't get a chance to tell you. We just signed the papers a few days ago."
"What! No ceremony?"
"Mom, Kanae is an actress, she's had some..." he side glanced at her. "Trouble, lately and we couldn't risk the publicity. It's just not the right time."
"We're here on our honeymoon." Kanae said squeezing Yukihito's hand.
Kanae wanted to jump in triumph as Riko had nothing to say, but she didn't.
Chisoko smiled even wider. "And we kept you all day. Why didn't you just say something, boy? I would have let you go spend your day with her. We'll go to a different table. Come on, Riko. We'll get out of you two kids way for the rest of the night." the old man winked and Kanae and Yukihito almost froze. "Enjoy your night." he said dragging Riko away.
Yukihito blushed lightly and Kanae smiled shyly. Once they left Kanae looked at Yukihito.
"You have weird parents." she said. "And you're pretty weird yourself."
Yukihito glared at her from behind his hand. "Let's go back."
On the walk back Yukihito put his arm around Kanae's shoulders.
"It's a little cold here, isn't it?" Kaane remarked.
"It is." he responded. Upon getting into their room they were hit with insane cold.
Yukihito ran to the air conditioner. "It's off. It must have broken. I'll call the hotel management."
Kanae kept herself warm as she waited for Yukihito to get off the phone.
"Yes, our heating broke... I see. ... no no, we'll make due. Thank you. Goodnight."
"Well?" she asked.
"They said they fixed it this afternoon because the maid came in and it was broken. The repairman is at home. It's too late anyway, I want to sleep. My mom wears me out, no matter how much I love her. Besides, it'll warm up soon enough in here."
"How? It's cold outside."
"It's only 65F in here." Yukihito said. "We'll be fine. Get dressed."
Kanae went into the bathroom dressing as quickly as she could.
"Curse this cold," she mumbled. "If Kyoko were here she'd have a ridiculous plan of sleeping next to each other for warmth. It's a good thing she's not here." she smirked.
Kanae stepped out and saw Yukihito finish sliding his shirt over his head. Kanae jumped in bed quickly and immediately felt the cold sheets. She brought her knees to hr chest and shivered. She felt Yukihito get in beside her.
"Ai! That's cold." he said turning off the lamp.
"Can't we have someone look at that thing?"
"The repairman went home. We'll be fine."
"You keep saying that, but I am still cold." Kanae hissed.
"I know staying in a ball like that makes you warmer, but it's bad for your stomach. Straighten out and touch your feet against mine, I'm wearing socks."
Kanae turned around to face Yukihito and they stared at each other a few moment. Kanae grunted.
"Alright, fine! Jerk."
"Now how am I a jerk? You don't have to listen to me."
Kanae felt Yukihito's socks and her feet felt warm. Her eyes got heavy.
"This is so ridiculous." Kanae whispered. "This whole stalker thing, the marriage thing. Not knowing what to do when we turn the next corner."
"It should make for an interesting few years."
Kanae almost felt disappointed. 'I could do this for a little longer than that.' "Yeah it should." she said instead. "So, how many days left?"
"Tomorrow is our last day." Yukihito said. "Tomorrow night we leave for home. Then we have to move your stuff."
"If president hasn't done it already." Kanae said laughing. Yukihito smiled and laughed with her.
"That's true. If he has then we still may have to move stuff. Remember you wanted the guest room. If the president has moved you in then he's probably moved you into my room."
"Very true. It's probably a part of his plan for 'everlasting love!'" Kanae said mindlessly shifting closer to the man next to her.
Yukihito laughed. "That's very true. Brr, it's still cold."
"Scoot closer," Kanae said. 'I can't believe I just said that!' Kanae kept a cool facade. "It'll be warmer soon enough. You can move back to your side once it's warm."
Yukihito had to admit it was a little awkward when he adjusted his position to lay right next to her. Kanae rested her head against his shoulder.
"Thanks Yukihito," Kanae said softly. "For at least trying to make it work for a while."
"It's my pleasure." 'Now if it would only last a lifetime... gah! Bad! Bad boy. Sit. Now, don't ever think like that again.' he looked at Kanae resting next to him. 'But before I stop thinking this way, I would not mind if I could do this every night.'
Okay, here is Kyoko and Kuon. Remember, Kuon just kissed her...
To Kuon's surprise Kyoko didn't freeze up. The evil presence he felt disappeared, but that didn't mean he stopped right away.
He relished in the moment of kissing the girl he loved so dearly. Though he knew, he couldn't forever. Well, not in the open anyway.
"He's gone," Kuon whispered pulling away from her.
Kyoko blushed deeply. "You did something like that to protect me?" she asked looking away from his gaze and touching her lips
"You saw our shadow." Kuon said.
Kyoko nodded. "I was the one who looked out for our stalker. I can spot a shadow relatively easy now." Kyoko shifted her weight a little. "Thank you, Ren. You've sacrificed everything, even marrying a girl you love, to protect me."
'Actually I wanted to sign the license out of selfish design too, not just to protect you.'Kuon mentally said.
Kyoko continued. "You even go as far as to kiss me and look like you wanted to. You really are the best actor in the world!" she said smiling brightly.
Kyoko continued walking and Kuon felt like he had been stabbed in the heart.
'Ouch, Kyoko.' Kuon thought. 'That hurt. How can I tell you that I love you?' Kuon blinked. 'Actually saying it might help.' Kuon thought quickly. 'Back at home mom and dad said it was hard for them to love each other at first. Then they found out about the five love languages.'
Kuon made a mental list of the 5 languages of love as he walked.
Touch. A person feels loved when they hug, hold hands, kiss, etc. They think the best way to show love is to give hugs etc.
Gifts. Receiving or giving gifts.
Words. The need to hear or say 'I love you.' or 'you're beautiful/handsome' etc.
Acts of service. A person with this love language feels loved when someone goes out of their way to serve them. To show love they go out of their way to serve someone else.
'Shoot. What's the fifth? Oh!'
Spending time. Hardly any need for words. Just being with a person is enough.
'Two of these languages really stand out in a person. Each person is different. Now which two fit Kyoko?' he smiled. 'Service and words. So, I need to tell her, but I need to do something for her too. What can I do? I can't cook for her. How can I serve her?'
Kuon grinned. He knew what to do.
They went to the hotel and Kuon unlocked the door and held it for Kyoko as he usually did. She smiled.
Kyoko didn't say a word, but went straight to the bathroom to change. Kuon sat on his bed and leaned against the wall.
Kyoko stepped out of the bathroom and Kuon went in.
Kyoko laid in her bed close to the wall. She liked being close to the wall sometimes.
When Kuon opened the door he smiled lightly. Kyoko was asleep. He turned off the bathroom light and went over and sat on the edge of Kyoko's bed. He moved the hair from in front of Kyoko's face.
"I love you, Kyoko." he whispered and hissed her cheek.
'Now if I can only say it when she's awake.'
Kuon put a hand on her shoulder and shook her a little. She didn't wake up. He smiled and laid down next to her. He didn't know how they both fit in the bed, but he didn't really care.
Kyoko turned over in her sleep and climbed half on top of Kuon.
'I hope I don't wake her up.' he put his arms around her and fell into a peaceful sleep.
Everything seems to be going well for our newly weds. If only our couples knew what awaited them the next day...
Semi unimportant Authors note, just some thoughts from the author:
Lol, the thing with the love languages is true. Mine is Touch and ... hm, not too sure. I'll have to think about it. But my sister is service and time. My brother is time and...um something else I'm sure. Do you know what yours is? If you know yours then you don't get upset as often when you think people don't love you. My sister always tries to serve me, but I want to hug her. She doesn't like being hugged though. So we had to compromise. She would hug me, and I would serve her. Love is a big time sacrifice on your part, it's not an emotion, though emotions totally come in the package. :) I think it's kinda interesting to know.
Important A/N:
Interesting... so the plot thickens... well kinda, sorta...not really. Anyways something is going to happen on the third day and don't forget... the president still lives... (Insert evil laugh here)