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"FAI!" I heard a yelling, and my eyes fluttered open, awakening from my nap.

"What is it, Kuro-pyuu?" I sat up on the couch answering my husband, calling him a name I'm sure would just fuel his anger. I heard him stomp into the living room.

"What the hell is this?" he said holding up a frilly, lacey, skimpy pair of pink panties.

"Well, Kuro-frilly, I had no idea you had a fetish for frills," I said teasingly. Of course I knew what they were. Our neighbors, Sakura and Syaoran's washing machine had broken down, and I offered to to do some laundry for them while they got it fixed. There was a pair of Sakura's panties that had fallen out of the basket, and mixed in with a load of Kuro and I's laundry to save water. After it was washed, I put the load in the dryer, I sat on the couch and accidentally fell asleep. That tended to happen a lot, and occasionally when Kuro-rin noticed, he'd finish it for me. (Although I always have to go back and redo it.) He had no clue about the favor I was doing, so I decided to poke some fun at him.

"Moron! Don't give me that *insert bad word here*!" he screamed at me so loud, I was pretty sure the people in the next town could hear him. "Why the hell are these mixed in with our laundry? Whose are these?"

"Well, they're in there because I put them there Kuro-stupid. I thought they were yours!" I put on my most serious face. "I'd thought you'd be happy I washed them for you." I continued to push his buttons.

"I said stop giving me that *Kuro-potty mouth word*. Whose are these? Your not-" He stopped.

'Wait, does he think I'm cheating on him?' I thought. I knew it was wrong, but that face he made at that moment was adorable. I laughed a little and stood up to kiss him on the cheek. He said nothing and continued to stare intently at me.

"Kuro-tan, you're so silly sometimes. Why would I cheat on you when you make faces like that?" I gave him a big smile, and he just scowled at me. I gave him a light kiss on the lips.

"Then whose are they?" he asked.

"They're Sakura-chan's!" I laughed. Kuro's eyes widened and dropped the offending panties on the ground.

"What the hell? Why are these in our laundry?" he yelled, "Actually forget that. Where the hell did she get those?"

"I offered to do Sakura-chan and Syaoran-kun's laundry. Their washing machine broke, and they needed clothes to wear. That particular piece of clothing fell out, and I didn't want to waste water." I answered, avoiding the second question. Where she got those and why she actually bought them, was something I did not want to know.

"Well why didn't you tell me before?"

"I didn't know you were going to do the laundry. Isn't Kuro-tan too manly for that?" His face turned red at my last comment.

"Shut up you dumbass!" he screamed at me. I just smiled and laughed at him.

"Well one good thing came from this!" I said.

"Yeah, and what's that?" he half asked, half yelled at me.

"Now I know what to do to get Kuro-jealous to make that face again!" Before he could go into a rage, I quickly met our lips together.

"Idiot. . ."