Angel Diary - Tracey and Bean

When the elevator doors opened up to let them out, he held her hand and exited with her. "So where is this meauseum at, my dearest?"

(they're in a taxi at the moment ><)

"It used to be an old castle I think....but now they house all the art inside it. Leanred that in French class." she smiled giggling a little.

[i forgot that sorry x.x]

He chuckled. "I wouldn't know that," he nuzzled her.

She smiled happily blushing.

"You act like newly weds. How old are you?" the driver asked.

"Almost done with school," he answered, holding his wife close. "Ready to move into our own place."

She smiled looking at Chaos.

"Thats sweet. Hope you to make it." he said turning the corner "The Lourve."

Lisa thanked him and payed getting out of the car and stretching.

He smiled and thanked the driver, holding his love's hand as the walked towards the place. "Looks cool," he noted.

"Yeah it does." she smiled pulling out her camera to take a picture from the outside. "I dont think camera's are allowed in here...."

"Then put it in your purse," he smiled.

"Yeah." she stuffed the camera in her purse before they walked in.

He chuckled and held her hand as they walked inside, looking around curiously.

She smiled looking around.

"Are you sure you want to go back to school, honey? We could probably spend the entire rest of the year looking all thorough this place, let alone Paris."

"We have to go back, it was part of the agreement." she said quietly, because to anyone who heard their conversation would wonder what the hell they were talking about.

"They said 'till the end of the school year. They didn't say we had to be there," he grinned.

"Eventually the school will wonder why we never came back." she told him walking around and admiring all the peices of art. It was the good side of heaven in her gut that was telling her they should go back.

"They'll wonder where we both disappeared to after we go back," he reminded her gently.

"My dad had us verified for up untill next Thursday." she said holding his hand.

"Only until Thursday? That's a short honeymoon," he grumbled.

"I know." she sighed and walked around looking all the various pieces of art "It's better than just one weekend though."

"So are we moving in together when we get back," he asked her curiously.

"Yeah, I'll just say I got kicked out of the house for smoking pot or something, and you're letting me stay with you." she chuckled.

He chuckled. "My angel of a bride getting kicked out for smoking pot. I've got to say that isn't very convincing, my dear," he teased her.

She pouted cutely and smiled "But....I've got a reputation with you, you know? They'll probably believe it."

"I'm a slacker, not a druggie," he chuckled and kissed her lovingly.