Eternal Melody

YUHI

"My dear, you look so cool holding a gun." Sumire beamed.

"Gee, focus." Yuhi said, as he fired another shot.

"I am, but on you."

Yuhi knew he shouldn't encourage her. But, it doesn't stop him from grinning like a fool. 

"Can you two stop flirting? We are in the middle of a fight here."

Right, they are. On the way to get groceries, they bumped into Hino who was being chased. Ever since Lucifer successfully took Hino, word got round that Hino would be an easy target. What they failed to realize was Hino was in a weakened state when Lucifer took him. Since then Hino was often chased, which is why Atsuro is the one dropping Sumire off to her jobs recently, much to the girl's dismay.

Between the three of them, it didn't take long before all the cloaked men were on the ground.

"The cloaks again? Do they really think it makes them look dark and mysterious? That title is reserved for my dearest." Sumire was bending over the figures.

"Hey, don't get so close. What if they-" Hino started.

Right as Hino said that, one of the guys aimed his gun weakly towards Sumire. Yuhi extended his hand out to use his flames, but there was no need as Sumire swiftly dodged the bullet. She aims her gun towards the person's head.

"Alright now, we already showed you mercy by not killing you out right and this is the thanks we get?"

"Damn you."

"If you talk anymore, instead of blowing your brains out. I may just ask you to swallow these needles." She takes out a few needles from her bag. "Or maybe." Sumire shoves her gun inside the guy's mouth. "I can shoot you like this."

Hino exhales deeply. "You know your wife can be really scary."

"Sumire." Yuhi said, noticing the dark gaze in her eyes. "It's enough love, I don't want you staining your hands before the plans I have for you on our bed."

At those words, life flashed through her eyes again and her cheeks coloured. The guy tried to break free again, but Sumire took out another gun and red beams of light came out and trapped the guy onto the ground.

Sumire immediately rushed to his arms happily. "My dear, what kind of plans?"

Hino was shaking his head and muttering idiotic couple while taking out his phone to call Hyou4. Yuhi turned to the cute bundle in his arms. Just now there was that dangerous look in her eyes. ________________________

The minute they get home, Sumire is all over him. Yuhi sighed deeply. She really is testing his patience today. Then again, ever since he returned from abroad. Sumire is more open with her desires towards him. It's not a bad thing, he certainly enjoys all the attention she has been giving him.

"My love, life and soul." Yuhi mumbled against her lips. "We can continue this in the bedroom, it will be more comfortable."

At those words Sumire looked at him with questioning eyes. "But, what if I want to do it out here?"

Good gods, she really has no idea what she is doing to him.

Yuhi shakes his head. "Atushi will be bringing the kids back later. We don't have a lot of time to do it, and clean everything up afterwards."

Sumire looked disappointed but nodded. She didn't say anything as they walked up the stairs to the room.

Yuhi briefly looked back at the doorway and sighed. 'Truthfully, the idea of doing that there appeals to me.' But, somebody has to be sensible between the two of them. They are parents now, they can't be careless with their needs.

Once inside their room, Yuhi offered for them to take a shower together but Sumire politely declined. He didn't think much of it, even Sumire must get tired.

When he finishes with his shower. Sumire is sitting there patiently on the bed. But, his jaw almost dropped seeing what she was wearing. So, this is why she was being an obedient bunny just now.

"My dear?"

"You're doing this on purpose." Yuhi sighed.

Sumire tilted her head innocently. She looked the very essence of innocence and yet there was a dangerous allure in her eyes.

He walked over to the bed and sat beside her. Neither of them said anything, but it didn't take long before his self control breaks and he is kissing her deeply.

God, he doesn't even know how he survived those long months without her.

"My dear, you're very good at using that tongue of yours." Sumire complimented.

Yuhi laughed. "Are you pleased?"

"Very."

After a round of intense kissing, he thankfully managed to stop her from doing anything else.

Sumire snuggled into him. "I don't think I need a blanket, you're so warm my dear."

Yuhi smiled softly. "Good, I'd rather you rely on me than a silly blanket."

She laughed - and Yuhi felt butterflies in his stomach again. She keeps getting prettier and prettier.

"My dear. I was thinking, I want to do it outside."

Yuhi froze hearing her words and she laughed. "Uh, is it weird?"

"No, it's just you--"

'I didn't think she would be interested in that.'

Sumire laughed again. "Um, my dear?"

"I need to make sure nobody is around." Yuhi mumbled.

He can't let anybody see her like that, hearing her sweet moans and that face she makes---

This definitely needs careful planning.

"Give me some time, I'll make some arrangements."

He needs to plan this carefully, otherwise it could backfire on them both.

"Also, I know you're worried about what happened earlier."

Yuhi sighed and nodded. "I'm just concerned. I have seen you fight plenty of times before, and your blood lust was never that bad." She only ever got in that state if she had to fight thousands of people alone. 

But this time, there were only a few people. He and Hino were also fighting alongside her but she still got like that.

"I suppose this means I will have to meet up with Lucifer again soon." Sumire sighs as she rolls on top of him. "My dear, you won't come with me will you?"

"I won't. But Mamoru will be there."

"Hmmm," She reached over and played with his hair. "Are you trying to avoid seeing me with him Yi?"

Yuhi's gaze softened hearing her call him that name. He didn't think Sumire would be comfortable talking about their past lives. When he returned she certainly didn't mention it right away, but recently they had a talk about it.

"I am." Yuhi admitted.

He doesn't want his petty jealousy getting in the way.