Forbidden
Theme: #74 Forbid
Summary: Kyouya discovers that his wife’s first love has not disappeared with their marriage.
“What are you doing?” Kyouya asked, his paper forgotten in his left hand.
Haruhi glanced up at him, and then turned her attention back to the sheet in front of her.
“Just trying something out,” she said, but her voice held a surprising tint of embarrassment. Kyouya couldn’t ignore her after that.
The newspaper that had so captured his attention before was set on the breakfast table, forgotten as he leaned over his wife’s shoulder to see what she was about.
There were characters all over, written and altered…
With a disbelieving huff, he sat back in his own chair and looked at her incredulously.
But Haruhi missed this extreme change in expression, blushing hotly at having been caught.
“I’m beginning to think your reasons for accepting my proposal are quite different from what you told me at the time,” he commented.
Her head jerked up at that, and she blinked at him in surprise until noticing the teasing glint in his eyes. She frowned at him.
“I didn’t lie,” she objected.
He rose one careful brow in question.
She pressed her lips together, not at all happy at having to explain something which, given a choice, her husband would never have known about.
“You have your amusements,” she said, with perhaps more asperity than the situation warranted. However, this was the first time that Haruhi was embarrassed purely because of her own actions, and letting her thoughts wander while Kyouya was in the room had been an essentially stupid thing to do.
“Still, dear,” he said, raising his newspaper back up to obstruct the glare that was sure to come. “At least I keep on the plane of reality.” There was a distinct pause. “Because Ootori can not be changed to ootoro, no matter how hard you try.”
Cannot meaning 'do not,' she thought to herself, but gave it up.
A/N: I’m sure someone else has noticed how similar Kyouya’s family name is to Haruhi’s favorite food, but I’ve never seen a fic about it. So of course, I had to write it…