Naoto Shirogane likes things neat, tidy, organized, and all that jazz.  She likes things to be consistent – not predictable, per say, she just likes to have a steady routine, especially at home.

This all changed when meeting Kanji Tatsumi, and it – to this day – drives her nuts.

It’s not that Kanji is unorganized, far from it actually.  He’s actually very organized, especially when it comes to his sewing.  The threads are put away in their own spot, the fabric is folded, things like that.  Granted, the area around his sewing machine can get messy – especially when he’s sewing – but Naoto is the same way with her cases.  Books, folders, all of that is scattered about in its own spot, but she knows where everything is and that’s all that matters.

What drives her nuts about Kanji is that, even after all this time, he still leaves her emotions in disarray.  

Naoto Shirogane is under the impression that you’re supposed to love your husband.  Til death do you part, all that stuff, and she does, in fact, love Kanji Tatsumi.  But it’s never consistent feelings.  One day, she’ll love him.  One day, she’ll be angry with him.  Sad, happy, turned on, and it’s never the same, it’s never organized.  Just because she loved him last Wednesday doesn’t mean she isn’t going to be exasperated with him this coming Saturday.

But he just smiles, tells her something like that’s how marriage goes and gently kisses her on the lips.  And in the end she smiles, because in the end the gentle pitter patter of her heart never goes away when his lips touch hers.