Unfinished Business

Hana Yori Dango: Domyoji Tsukasa and Makino Tsukushi

After four years, Tsukasa goes back to Japan and finds Tsukushi disappeared four years ago. In an occasion, he sees her in a different appearance and profile background. Will the love resurface or will they just go with the wind?

Chapter 1

"I want to go back to Japan." A voice, a firm masculine voice, disturbed her from making her business proposal. She as pissed off to the bones. Her concentration and dedication was all lost because of him. He hated him, her own son.

"I believe you don't have a business project to do there, Tsukasa-kun." Domyoji Kaede rose from her seat as she took off her expensive glasses as if it was heavy. She was, inside her, surprised that he would suddenly plan to go back to their motherland after four years of his complete silence. She was actually astonished about it. She honestly dreaded this day's coming. The day that he'd go back there again and forget his responsibilities as the Domyoji Financial Corporation Heir. She had been frightened that he'd go back to his original self, the fool Tsukasa to fall in love with a mere commoner. She had always considered that filthy alley cat as a pit of rich men. She had believed that she's a gold digger.

"It's a business…" He assured her as he turned right to look at the glass windows, watching the busy streets of New York at its morning zenith. "…personal matters that were left unsolved." He cleared as he slipped his hands in the pockets of his coat. He felt solace in its secluded warmth. He meditated on it and sighed, feeling the energy that it gives to him. He had hoped it was a little bit deeper. When he was satisfied of the edification the heat it had given him, he faced her again. "I will go back to Japan. You can do your unethical espionage all you want, I don't mind." He continued, consuming all his strength.

Kaede felt his threat. He had started a battle with that challenged. She thought he was so foolish to measure someone as great as her. But, in the depths of her heart, she considered of the option to let him go back. "Do what you want to do but keep in mind that all your action are watched by both my spies and the media. You are the one who will inherit this corporation, after all." She returned her attention to the computer. "Keep in mind that to stand up high means thousands of lives relying on you; please be careful with your actions." She then collected all her thoughts to regain the serious momentum she earned to lose a while ago.

"Good to know that you are aware of devastating your own son's life, Mother." His words were staunched. He had hated his mother for taking away the most precious things of his life four years ago even he was really the one to be blamed because he didn't had the urge to fight for them. After all this, he walked out from the gates of hell hoping he'd get to heaven afterwards.

That night of the same day, he drove himself to their private airport. He chose to be all alone, having nothing but his baggage. He had played with his mind, daydreaming. Wishing he will be welcomed by all happy news. He was actually having second thoughts about it but he kept being optimistic but his absence and silence for four years would of course have affected a lot of things. After all, the world is interconnected but he kept being straightforward to imagine a reunion with his three closest friends and the girl he had fell in love or maybe still in love with. He clenched his fists while holding the wheel. He was really destroyed. What if she already has another someone by now? His heart sank as he felt pure resentment towards himself.

He walked towards the well-prepared jet as his body fought with the air it brought. His curly perm was all blown by it as his eyes were half-closed. He hurried to step inside, no matter what. When he felt he was already stepping at the carpet floors of the jet, he precipitated to his seat. Assured that he is already comfortable, he slept.

Hours had passed and now, he is standing straight. Beneath him were the grounds of Tokyo. He couldn't believe it. Everything had changed. He was relieved he is already on his destination. He felt as if the thorns lodged in his heart had decreased. "It's good to be home." He inhaled the fresh air as his skin was caressed with the morning rays of sunshine.

"Welcome back to Japan, Domyoji-sama." A person greeted him.

"Thank you, Tenjo." He was the most reliable assistant. He was very thankful he had someone to talk to when he was feeling really low in New York.

They walked a little bit further down to the parking lot and entrance of the private airport and reached for his Limousine. They got inside, Tsukasa grew excited. "How's the research of the information I need?" He asked him as he seated comfortably on the soft leathers of the car.

"Mimasaka Akira had been traveling around the world convincing their connections to do some legalizations of their business. He was eager to change the ways of their empire. He had been secretly going out with Matsuoka Yuki for two years not wanting her to be troubled into his world." He reported first as he felt a little surprised. According to Tsukasa, he is a playboy of married hags.

"Oh, really?" He smiled at him as he took a little by little process to believe it. He was extremely bewildered that this friend of his would be a now one-woman man for a girl not even older than him.

"Yes." He clarified. "Nishikado Sojiro was busy with lectures and tea ceremonies. He is also enthusiastic of spreading the tradition overseas. He also had changed ways. He had no time for girls now." He continued with the report.

"No girls as for now? I can't believe it." He grinned. He can't picture such serious Sojiro. "How about Rui?" He asked for him to go on.

"As for Hanazawa Rui, he is now also managing the two trade firms of their family. Also, he is loveless." He replied. Tsukasa was half-dumbfounded and half-happy of Rui's love status. He was half-dumbfounded because at this age, he doesn't still have a girlfriend and half-happy because he was no sure that he isn't the guy Tsukushi has been dating. While thinking of that, Tenjo closed his folder.

"Wait, how about the fifth one?" Tsukasa was a bit alarmed.

"The Makino Tsukushi?" He elucidated. "I repeated my researches but I have found only one answer. She had disappeared four years ago."

"Eh?" That was all he could say. He couldn't think of an answer. He tried to think, hoping he could build a hypothesis. His eyes enlarged. He asked the driver to drop him at a place he'll give the directions, on tenterhooks that he'll find the answer there.

Makino Haruo deranged from eating his last piece of asparagus as he heard a boisterous unending knock from their door. He was pissed off that someone would knock that hard first thing in the morning as he scratched his bald scalp. He opened his door; stunned to see a man he last visualize was four years ago. He had grown matured and manlier. If he actually wasn't a man, he might have been in love at first sight heels over head for this man. He scolded himself. This wasn't the right time for that kind of thinking.

"Good evening, Makino-san." He bowed, he was planning to call him 'Father' but he was shy. It might be not right for him to be called 'Father' by a now outsider Tsukasa.

"Come inside, Domyoji-sama." He yielded his hand to lead him for the way. Tsukasa was quite perplexed as he saw Haruo's arms shaking. On the other hand, Haruo was still hesitating if he'll let this person enter the house. Since he was already there, he had no choice but to let him in.

Haruo stepped a little bit ahead of him. Tsukasa followed to where direction he walked. As far as he could remember, he is now standing on where they eat their meals. He was surprised. Tsukushi wasn't there. All he could see were, besides Haruo, Makino Chieko and Susumu.

Chieko and Susumu's eyes widened but only Chieko could manage to talk. "Please sit, Domyoji-sama." She offered an extra mat.

"What brings you here, Domyoji-sama?" Makino Haruo asked although he knows that he had anticipated seeing Tsukushi. He hardly inhaled as if he was breathing strength not air. He was agitated. Tsukasa could tell.

"Where was Tsukushi during these four years?" He asked, or confronted, you can call it.

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