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Follow the sound of my heartbeat.

Before Longshot, Robbie and Miyuki had left for camp, Alison had politely, but firmly asked Robbie and Miyuki to find fun diversions in camp. Lengthy ones. She wanted her husband all to herself at least until sunset.

It took about an hour to organize, but when Alison finally retired upstairs, the lights were out and the shades drawn on all the floors. The only illumination came from tiny, floating candles in shallow water dishes placed on every other step on the stairs. One the landing of each floor, she had placed an item for him to find.

On the first floor, at the bottom of the stairs, a CD copy of his favorite French singer's newest album was tied with a gold ribbon. A tag attached to the ribbon read, Follow the lights.

On the second floor, a package wrapped in shiny red paper and silk ribbon. The tag read, Don't open this yet.

On the third floor landing, a second package was wrapped in white, shiny paper and ribbon. The tag read, Not yet. Keep moving.

On the fourth, two long-stemmed wine glasses waited for him.

The candles continued up the stairs to their bedroom. Inside, dozens of red candles of every size were lit in containers all over the bedroom. Spread out in front of the balcony doors was a soft fleece blanket. Several covered dishes were set out on it and two bottles chilled in a bucket of ice.

The tiny, floating candles created a path from the door to the bathroom where rose scented steam rolled out from under the door. Inside, Alison was sitting on the edge of the filled bathtub in a red silk robe. She drew small circles on the tile at her feet with her toe and waited for her husband to arrive. Hopefully, it would be before the food or the water got cold.

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He blinked a little as she reached for the next package. His eyes were leaking a little! If anybody doubted he had the best wife in the universe, he would have to punch them in the nose. Even if they were 100 feet tall and bulletproof. Their noses would crumble under his fist!

He shook his head but didn't wipe away the tears when he was handed the next present. He tore into the wrapping and looked down at both chocolate hearts. He grinned and gently traced his finger around the edges. This looked better than any store-bought chocolate.

Alison wrapped her arms around him and settled her head on his shoulder, looking down at the candy hearts.

"I have to confess that I had help with these. Something Miyuki said gave me the idea for the cannoli filling and she helped me in the kitchen."

She lifted her head enough to kiss his cheek softly and then rested it on his shoulder again. "Two hearts for your two hearts. And two because I love you twice as much as anyone else in the world." She grinned.

His eyes brightened! It took everything he had to not grab up the hearts and devour them. It might give him a belly ache. That would ruin his wife's plans. "There's cannoli stuff inside??"

She laughed against his shoulder and nodded. "Of course. Plain old chocolate would just be boring. I had to make something extra special for you. I know it's not traditional or Japanese, but you love it so I did it anyway."

"Tradition smadition! Cannoli stuff is always worth it!" He wiggled a little in excitement. "And you made it for me. Makes it fifty billion times better than plain old chocolate."

He stopped wiggling to look at her out of the corner of his eye. "Does this leave one present to unwrap?"

He looked a little cautious. Like he had something planned.

"Mmm-hmmm. One more." She grinned at him. "Last one's a little tricky, though."

"Tricky, huh? Howso?" He was being pulled in two different directions of excitement. Luckily his body was not quite responding to it yet. Though it would be soon.

She grinned playfully. "You'll see when you get the bow off."

"Or did you want your chocolate first?"

"Mmm," he hummed thoughtfully. Decisions, decisions. He had cannoli stuff in his chocolate, unwrapping his wife, and then his own surprise for Alison.

"Chocolate can wait," he decided as he carefully got off her lap. "But so can the unwrapping for a tiny bit."

He flashed her one of his patented sneaky grins before walking over to the dresser. He pulled out his underwear drawer and peeled something off the bottom. he carefully removed the folded piece of paper from the plastic sheath. He set the plastic on top of the dresser.

Longshot made his way back over to where Alison was sitting and knelt down in front of her. He fidgeted a little nervously. "I know we're in Japan, but you're not Japanese. So, uhm, I dunno if this is better than flowers and candy and stuff."

He looked down at the paper carefully folded into an envelope. Who knew origami lessons from the jonin would pay off? Though he didn't know suddenly if this was such a great idea.

"Something for me?"

She blinked in surprise and then smiled softly. Her disappointment over discovering that the Japanese have separate love holidays for men and women hadn't lasted very long at all. Especially after she started plotting surprises for her husband.

It was sweet of him to think of her, too.

"Can I open it?" She held her hand out toward the envelope.

He flashed a nervous smile and carefully put the envelope into her hand. He thought about telling her not to rip it open but figured that might not sound right. So he scratched his forehead instead.

He chewed on his lower lip slightly. If she did rip it open, he hoped she wouldn't rip the two tickets inside the envelope. They were for their favorite French-singing lady. She had a concert March 10th in France.

But more importantly, he hoped she didn't rip into the poem (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v21/sonofarize/Ali%20and%20Longshot/dazzlovetanka.jpg) written on the inside of the folded paper. It was in his own handwriting, which he thought always looked clumsy compared to hers. He hadn't signed it. That would make it seem like a contract, and even if it was for the best of reasons, he was still uneasy about that. But it was in writing. Small step towards getting ready to sign that little thing he hold been told about. The marriage certificate coming up in May.

"Thank you," she smiled and when she saw how nervous he was, she kissed him softly. He could have put five sticks of gum and a bottle cap in the envelope and she would love it.

The origami envelope looked as if it had taken a bit of effort to make and so she opened it carefully, intending to keep the envelope and whatever was inside intact for keepsaking.

She beamed delightedly at the tickets. That looked like a right proper date evening to her! She set them aside then noticed the words on the inside of the paper. She unfolded it fully and smoothed it out, reading over the words carefully. Then once more.

Eyes shining with happy tears, she threw her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. "I love you so much."

He grinned in relief and hugged her back. She liked it! She really liked it! He kissed her neck and squeezed her tighter.

"I mean every word," he explained softly. He was going to keep holding her. Her silky robe felt nice, and it was enough for the moment.

But in five minutes, he was going to really need to unwrap her...

"I know you do, sweetheart. And I love you more than absolutely anything." She hung onto him and snuggled close.

Best Valentines Day ever.

"I know, buttercup. I feel it with every beat of your heart." And considering how tightly they were holding each other currently, he could feel it very well. He kissed her neck again as the fingers of one hand trailed up and down the back of her robe.

Those heartbeats were getting him a little excited actually...

Alison smiled and nuzzled his shoulder and up his neck softly. She pressed her lips close enough to brush skin when she purred in his ear.

"When will you be opening that last gift of yours, hmmm?"

Okay, that purr made him instantly a lot more excited. He may have snagged the front of her robe a bit. He carefully pulled back enough to get a good look at the bow made by the belt. That looked simple enough.

He grabbed one of the ends and tugged lightly. It slipped a little but didn't undo completely. "So there's a trick to this?"

"Mmm, well, not to this part exactly." She smiled and leaned back on her hands, giving him plenty of room to untie the bow and open her robe when he decided to.

"The tricky bit is under that bow."

That bow was the first of four. The other three were built into the lingerie set she had bought for the occasion. It was made from sheer, pink lace that did very little to hide what it covered. The bra closed at the front with laces of pink silk that tied in a bow at the top. The panties were held in place by silk bows on either hip.

Because, you can never have too much to unwrap...

"Okay," he said with a shrug as he tugged the bow holding her robe closed. It unraveled and let the robe underneath fall open. Longshot's eyes widened at what Alison was wearing underneath.

"Pretty," he breathed as gave her ensemble a good, hard look. He carefully reached out his hands to run his fingers all over the fabric. It did not keep the warmth of Alison's skin from him at all. His fingers explored all over before his hands went to her shoulders to push the robe off.

He eyed the three bows and tried to figure out how they were tricky. Maybe if he didn't undo all of them at the same time, Ali would be stuck in her underwear forever?

He blinked. Oh, no! It would be hard to make babies through that material! And he didn't even want to consider having to go to the bathroom when permanently stuck in some clothing. Longshot would have to save his wife!

He settled his hands on her hips and lightly fingered the bows. Hmm. Only two hands with three bows...

He needed another appendage. He looked down. Nope. That wasn't grabby and was too low to be useful. What could get to the bow on her chest while his hands were on her hips?

Ah ha!

Longshot carefully leaned over and grabbed one end of the chest bow with his teeth. He let out a puff of breath as his fingers grabbed similar ends to the bows on her hips. He mentally counted to three to get all the bows undone at the same time.

Well, that was inventive. And impressive. Alison sat still as she watched her husband work out how to get all three bows unties at the same time. She wasn't sure why it was important to him to do so, but it was certainly fun to watch.

"That's a good plan," she murmured softly as she watched.

"Mrf," he semi-growled around the fabric between his teeth as all three bows came undone simultaneously. He dropped his hands away from her hips and squirmed on his knees a bit. He let pink silk lace fall from his mouth.

The panties had nothing left to hold them on, so they would come down soon. Though he needed that bra off, too. He wanted absolutely every inch of his wife. And without a bit of clothing on.

Which reminded him to shrug off his own jacket.

She giggled softly and squirmed a little. Technically, she could get herself undressed pretty quickly, but if she did that, she'd ruin his unwrapping fun.

Her gaze tracked the leather jacket as he shrugged it off and she watched the muscles work in his chest and shoulders. A grin worked its way across her face. Oh, but he was fun to watch.

When she finally found his face again, she smiled more softly at him.

"Happy Valentines Day, sweetheart."

"Best holiday ever," he said with a grin as he reached from the lacing of her bra. He slowly worked it open as his other hand started at her knee and caressed its way up her body. He scooted closer as both hands got the bra loose enough for him to get at the treasure underneath. His hands cupped her breasts and began gently kneading them.

He let out a ragged breath. Just touching her was pushing him close enough to pushing her back and taking her hard on the floor. "Want you so bad..."

"Mmmm..." She smiled and let her head drop back on her shoulders as his hands moved over her breasts. His touch was always perfect. Always just how and where she wanted it.

"You have me," she murmured without opening her eyes. "However you want me. I'm all yours."

He whimpered softly before moving to straddle her lap. Longshot's hands kept busy with her breasts during the position change. His erection was pressed flat against her stomach as he pressed their bodies close.

He started to take advantage of all that neck on display. He worked his mouth up to her throat with soft kisses and small licks. Once his mouth was over her throat he paused. "Want you crazy and wild," he breathed across her skin. "Want you shouting my name over and over."

He pressed his hips hard against her. Then he pressed his mouth to the delicate skin on her throat and sucked hard on the spot.

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