Love me... love me not... (ch1) by SoniaK
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All right, this is my first fanfic about love. It came naturally to my head and I hope it has been good. There is a sequence, like chapters, that I'll put little by little.
If you girls like it, please leave a comment, even if short.
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Love me...love me not...
"Hatori ..."
From where I stand I can see him standing at the door, the 'yukata' tied at the waist and the chest bare to show.
"...do you love me? "
He turns toward me, his cigarette in half, that he casually throws in the middle of the oriental garden.
One smile almost sad spreads across his face.
"Yes, I love you so."
How can he look into my eyes and say it so calmly, knowing the whole truth?
Hatori moves towards me and knelt beside me on the 'futon', still looking deep into my eyes.
"And you, do you love me?"
"I..."
"It doesn't matter - he smiles slightly - I can love for both of us..."
He runs his hand gently on my face. I'm sure he knows about me and Yuki. He could easily erase my memories, just to get revenge, but he didn't.
In the deep, I think he wants me to live with those painful memories of the betrayal, as he must accept the fact that Yuki and I had a relationship more intimate.
"Hatori..."
"Shhh... don't talk... "
His hand wanders slightly in my mouth, traces all the way around and stops at my chin.
I'm getting hungry for more, again I wanted his mouth against mine in a hot and wet kiss.
"Hatori..."
"Shhh..."
His strong and firm hands still touching me in a sweet torture, walking for my robe up and down the track to the ties, but he doesn't undo the tie.
I look at him with my eyes half closed, a growing desire, like a fever running through my body. Your mouth is so close and yet so far.
His face has an expression that I have not seen before. He seems dominated by a great pain.
I put my hands flat on his chest, seeking more contact, but suddenly he gets up and goes back to the open door that leads to the oriental garden.
He looks exhausted, struggling with something greater than himself.
I recompose, still frustrated by the moment who passed by.
All this is because of Yuki.
How could I let go that far?
"Hatori..."
Yes, he knows everything about us, our furtive encounters, our plans to run away together, the papers to us get married...
He also knows that Yuki was the first.
Why I went back to Hatori? Just to make him suffer?
I can not stay with them. I can not love two men at once. But why I keep wishing hard for each one that way?
This is all a mistake. I never should've known this family.
"Hatori..."
I stand up and reach him at the door. The cigarette he threw out there is still burning slowly, diverging with the landscape.
I feel like that cigarette thrown, an intruder in that environment that is not mine.
"Hatori... I'm leaving tomorrow. I already bought the tickets... I should have done this before and saved us all from so many problems... "
He looks shocked.
And suddenly your hands are around my waist, pulling me completely against his chest. His mouth search mine in an exercise of deep despair. I can hardly breathe.
The fever that I felt before, returns to take care of me.
What will I do about Yuki? - I think, completely immersed in Hatori's intense kiss. My head is starting to have blanks.
He makes a huge effort to stop kissing me while your mouth is already drawing the outline of my neck.
I can only mutter nonsense, his name escapes lightly from my mouth like a last breath.
His skillful hands wander all over my body and I'm already starting to go crazy.
"Hato... ri... I... love you... "- my voice is only one fine thread, almost inaudible.
He stops for a second, trying to assimilate the sound of my words and then back to focusing entirely on my mouth.
I don't want to think about Yuki right now. I just want to love Hatori and let him love me, passionately, profoundly.
I wake up kind disoriented the next day, in Hatori's room. He looks like a child who just won a new toy.
Lying beside me, his hand playing with my hair, making small curls.
Before I can talk about anything your mouth is already glued to mine.
I'm getting used to the sweet taste of him, his mouth, his hands, his skin.
It's intoxicating.
"I heard what you said. Were you serious? "
I try to remember the night before and all I remember is that I said that I loved him almost speechless.
I touch his face gently and only then I realize.
On my finger an engagement ring sparkles lightly.
"I want you to be mine..." - he says with a harsh voice, full of desire.
"Yes..." - I consent and I only have time to say it and I'm immersed again in this delightful whirlwind of passion.
Yes, he knows about Yuki. But it doesn't matter anymore.