There were many things Xibalba loved about his wife, her licorice hair, her fiery spirit, her ruby lips, her anger(even if it's directed at him) but, there is one thing that proved to be the most elusive and difficult to see. One that she always kept hidden underneath her dress. Her legs.

He only seen them on rare occasions but he never touched because for an odd reason, La Muerte refused to let him or anyone touch her legs but today that is going to change.

With a sly grin he knocked on the door of her chamber room while holding a small object behind his back.

"Come in!" La Muerte answered, he strolled inside closing the door behind him. He was greeted with a small kiss on the cheek making him let out a large smirk.

"Hello, mi amor..." He purred, she let out a small smile.

"I was not expecting you today, Balby..." She sweetly stated curling her finger into his beard making him chuckle as he rolled his shoulders.

"Well, I wanted to suprise you with a gesture."

"Oh? And what type of gesture?" She asked crossing her arms.

"You been stressed lately, yes?" He smoothly said wrapping an arm around her waist. She rolled her eyes as she place a hand on his shoulder.

"No Xibalba." She sternly stated. "I already know what 'you' want." She said poking his chest harshly.

"No my dear." He chuckle. "I am not here for that...but that would be an excellent bonus." He grinned wiggling his eyebrows. She gave him a frown and pushed herself out of his arms and walked towards her bed.

"If you are only here for attention, then leave." She snapped. His eyes widen and strolled up to her swiftly.

"N-no my dear, I really do wish to help you!" He said moving in front of her, she gave him a small scowl and flicked her hair back.

"What is it than?"

"Since you have been busy, I notice that your feet has been giving you trouble..."

She looked down and gave out a wince. "You always do find out about things about me, my love...yes, my feet has been giving me trouble lately."

"And I have just the remedy." He smiled putting his arm out from behind his back. She leaned in seeing the small lotion bottle, scented of aloe Vera to help relax the muscles. She let out a small smile towards her husband kind gesture and immeditatly sat down on the bed. "Oh Balby, you are so sweet..."

"Anything to make you happy, mi vida..." He grinned, screwing open the bottle. She scooted back on the bed just enough to lay down and with legs dangling at the edge. She gingerly pulled up her dress revealing her bare white feet and ankles. Xibalba let out a wicked smirk as he squeezed the lotion into his hands, going to one knee he placed his hands on her right foot, the one causing her the most problems. With a small rotation with his thumbs against her flat feet her small toes curled inward as he heard a sharp gasp from his wife. She was obviously in pain, he gently rubbed his fingers against her foot making her slowly relax.

His plan was working. He slowly went up to her ankle running his hand down slowly while admiring her dainty feet. She had beautiful feet that he wonder why she hides it underneath her dress. He rubbed against her ankle while glancing to his wife. She had her head off to the side with her eyes closed and small smile to her face, completely relaxed. He licked his lips as he tuned back to her legs, he ran his right hand up above her leg moving the fabric up higher, while he place his left hand behind her leg. He barly reached her calf when he was quickly kicked in the shoulder, knocking him away.

"Xibalba!" La Muerte yelled, moving her legs up on the bed away from his prying fingers. "How dare you!"

"B-but Mi Amor!" He cried out, ignoring the pain in his shoulder. "I was just...uh t-trying to help you!" He said trying to come up with an excuse to avoid her fury. She glared at him.

"You leecherous man!" She yelled her cheek reddening. "I cannot belive you!"

"B-but-! What's the big deal?!" He suddenly argued. Her eyes widen from his question and seethed at him.

"I cannot belive you, Xibalba! Leave now!"

Xibalba head shot up feeling her hand hit his back and heard her let out a series of sobs. He immeditatly regretted his decision and let go of her. She pulled her legs back towards her, quickly covering them back up as she continues to sob uncontrollably. He put hands out to her in concern pulling her into his chest. She immeditatly began hitting his chest.

"Y-you horrid man! How could you!"

"Please...mi Amor-" she quickly slapped him.

"N-no! You already saw them! You already touched them! And...and..." She let out a shaky breath trying to force out the words. "...they're so ugly." She said quietly burying her face into his armor. His eyes widen slightly as he arched a brow.

"W-what was that?" He asked in genuine suprise. She shook her head against his chest sheilding her face.

"Y-you saw them...they're ugly right?" She let out anouther sob. "I didit want you to see them!"

He pushed her back gently, she looked off to the side avoiding his gaze. He place a finger under her chin turning her gently back at him.

"Why would you call them ugly?...they are beautiful, my sweet." He stated softly. She shook her head not believing his words. He couldent belive that she had been self conscious about her legs, he wondered if that was the reason why she hid them away.

"They look like...sugar sticks!" She answered. "T-they are too skinny, they don't even look like legs!"

He let out a snort of laughter making her glare at him. "Stop it! That's the reason why I didit want you to see them...you'll just laugh at me!"

"No, no darling...I am not laughing because of your legs, I-they are beautiful legs, just like the rest of you. I was laughing because I have never seen you act this way before."

She looked down letting out a blush. "Y-you really think they are..b-beautiful?"

"My sweet, why would you ever belive I would find them ugly? I love everything about you...and there is nothing wrong with your legs." He said giving her a small kiss on her forehead.

She let out a sniff, as he dried her eyes with his thumb. She wrapped her arms around his neck letting out a sigh of relif. He wrapped his own arms around her waist burying his face into her neck.

"Oh darling, please forgive me for being so...pushy, I never wanted to hurt you."

"Ay Balby...I forgive you." They both pull away from each other with a small smile, only to have Xibalba's wiped off by a harsh slap.

"But if you ever do that again! I would never speak to you for a hundred years!"

"...of course, mi Amor...I promise." He smiled gently placing a hand on his stinging cheek.