Chapter 10: Playing Cupid

"mmmmf-phuaaaah!" Yashiro gasped for air as Kanae finally relinquished her hold on his mouth, and well, him.

"Kotonami-san?" He said incredulously again, the tone making Kanae angry.

"Stop calling me that, you twit! Didn't I tell you to call me Kanae?" Yashiro gaped at her.

"S-sorry. I just thought –"

"You thought wrong you moron!" Kanae cut him off. " I'm – I'm sorry, for what happened last night, it wasn't that I didn't want to – well, you know, it was just that everything was going so fast, and then we had an audience and I just panicked okay? Look, the – the ki- that just now should tell you how I feel about you and what the answer to the question you were gonna is! So..." She trailed off, looking uncharacteristically shy.

Yashiro let out a deep breath, sliding to the floor and sighed, head in his hands.

"I swear to god, you'll be the death of me someday." He looked up at her and smiled. "Come here.`He held his hand out to Kanae and she knelt to sit on his lap. He cupped her chin, and brought his lips to hers in a chaste kiss.

"And that should tell you how I feel." He grinned at her as she rolled her eyes, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Playboy," She murmured as they kissed again, the kiss turning heavy quickly.

Suddenly the door to closet opened startling them, and leaving them disoriented in the bright light.

"Well, well, well. A rendezvous in the storage closet? What is this, high school?" A familiar figure appeared to be leaning on the doorframe. Something flashed at them suddenly as a smaller figure appeared, and seemed to be holding something.

"Tsuruga-san, are you sure about this...?" Came a questioning voice.

"Trust me Mogami-san, these will make excellent Christmas cards." Yashiro and Kanae paled as they realized their predicament and the implied threat as they scrambled off each other.

"Wait Ren, let's talk about this rationally, hmm?" Yashiro said pleadingly.

"Nope," Ren said, backing away from him, taking the camera from Kyoko and tossing it casually in his hands. "This will teach you to not meddle with others, and to not disappear while on the job. Let's go Mogami-san." He grabbed Kyoko's hand and made a run for it.

"REN!"

"TSURUGA GET BACK HERE!"

LINELINELINE

20 floors above, the President watched satisfied as the four "young adults" ran amok in his thankfully, mostly empty building.

"And that Sebastian, is how you play cupid." The president said, laughing. "The boy's a natural!"

. . . . .

7 years later...

The years had been good him, 32 year old Yashiro mused. He and Kanae had gotten married four years ago, though that had taken sometime. She had seemed convinced somehow that he only wanted to have children. It seemed her previous living situation did have some lasting effects on her. Though not necessarily the effects he would have preferred. It was only after he swore that he wasn't trying to impregnate her, that she agreed to marry him. The ceremony had been, short sweet and full of their closest friends and family.

It was also there that Kyoko and Ren had shared their first kiss. Yashiro remembered screaming like a little girl as soon as he caught sight of it, scaring the young couple and causing his bride to whack him upside the head. He couldn't help it though, he had spent years to make that one relationship come to fruition, so he was thankful that it had worked out . Now, the two were getting married themselves at the end of the year, and after much cajoling from the President , Maria, Julie and Kuu, they had agreed to let them handle the wedding, with the Darumya overlooking the food and trying not to let the silly planners overdo anything. Yashiro hoped that Ren knew what he was getting into, married life could be difficult.

And that brought him back to his current predicament.

"OOoh I hate you!" Kanae screamed at him as she crushed his hands into near oblivion. Yashiro wince as he followed the nurse pushing Kanae's wheelchair to the delivery room.

"I hate you it's all your fault!"

"Kanae just breathe okay? In, and out. In and –"

"I hate you!"

"I know. I love you."

A sweat drenched Kanae turned to the doctor running in tandem with her wheelchair.

"I hate this man!" She said venomously, then she did a double take at the doctor.

"Who the hell are you anyways?" she yelled at the startled doctor as Yashiro tried to placate her, a hand placed soothingly on her shoulder.

"Anata, he's your doctor."

"Ooooooh don't touch me!"

"If he doesn't touch you, how will he deliver the baby, darling?"

Kanae grabbed a hold of his shirt as they continued down the hallway.

"I'm talking to you, you bastard!"

"Please get this thing out of her!"

Well...he did say it wouldn't be easy. Ren I hope you're prepared.

A/N: Oh *sob* another story finished. Time flies doesn't it? Thank you to everyone who read this story, I'll love you guys even more if you review and tell me what you think! Also, please read & review my other stories, "Hands Off My Girlfriend!" & "He Loves You, I Swear!" Thank you guys!