The young couple enters their honeymoon suite. Senpai carries Naga across the threshold before setting her down, immediately turning his head and smiling. She fumes while still looking amused.
"Was that really so hard?"
The young man gulps and closes the door.
"Someone could have seen, what would they think?"
She grabs the hem of her wedding dress and spins, shooting him a look that screams 'What do you think dummy?' She turns and walks around the room, taking the chance to breath deeply and calm her nerves and not show her trepidation to her husband…husband.
'Ohmygodwe'remarriedandthisisourweddingnight!'
He looks at her as she moves, captivated by her catlike grace. He suddenly realizes he's staring and walks over to the fridge, opening it and looking for a drink. Turning to her he starts to speak.
"Naga—." He stops himself, suddenly. A frown comes to his face. She turns at the abruptness of his stoppage and addresses him.
"What is it, did you lose a contact again?"
She looks closer and see's his distress. She is at his side in an instant and a hand is on his cheek. He turns to her and a bittersweet smile is visible on his face.
"You're no longer Nagatoro."
She smiles at his old mopey self making an appearance. So accustomed to the mostly calm, collected man who he'd become these last few years. He still got flustered by her though, always. She leaned in as she soothed him.
"That's okay."
He looks at her, forcing his smile to be even more cheerful.
"Yeah, why's that?"
She grabs him by the collar and brings her lips to his ear, whispering sweetly and seductively.
"'Cause you'll always be my senpai."
Before he even has time to blush, she executes a flawless ippon, leaving him on his back with her lying half on him and half off. Both of them laugh as her lips come upon his and…?
The End.
