Taking the Risk: Chapter 1
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Ghost Hunt.
No. I will not.
Why?
WHY? Because it's irrational, stupid, moronic, idiotic, irrational (did I say that already?) and.. And.. Most of all, I bloody well know that I am too late. YEARS too late to be exact.
Hmm?
Stop messing with me. My decision is final. Plus, I am content with what we have at the moment.
Then why does your heart feel otherwise? Deep down we both know you wanted to take the risk.
Stop.
The regret of not taking the chance is eating you up.
STOP.
The thought that maybe her emotions had not changed after all these years-
I said STOP it!
Maybe she's waiting for you.
NO! Impossible.
Then why Oliver? Why do you hang on to that sliver of hope that maybe she still loves you?
I.. I don't know.
You are just afraid.
I know.
Afraid of losing the strong friendship the both of you managed to build all these years.
That's why I will not do it.
Afraid that she only looks at you as her friend. Her boss. NOTHING more.
What's wrong with that?
Yasuhara may even have a chance with her.
That's stupid.
No it's not. Oliver, my dear friend, you've been demoted.
D-demoted!? What the bloody he—
You are no longer on her "I want to date (possibly Marry) list" anymore.
You are crazy!
So are you.
No I'm not!
Idiotically stupid that you finally realize you love her all these years.
I do NOT love her.
Like her like her.
NO.
Fond of her.
Stop it.
Smitten with her.
For the last time I do not l—
"Naru?"
The inner battle the young lad was having halted immediately as soon as the melodic sound of her voice reached his ears. Without much body movement, he sneakily looked at his bedside clock to find out that it's half past eight in the morning. Sighing inwardly, he slowly sit up from bed trying to forget the conversation he had with himself earlier.
Trying to be as cool as possible, he turned to face his bedroom door to find his long-time assistant/friend standing there with a surprised expression. Time seemed to stand still while they stared at each other, neither one of them wanting to break the silence. Seeing that she's having a hard time on what to say, especially with the awkward atmosphere that somehow blanketed them, he took this opportunity to start his early morning teasing-ritual.
"So early in the morning and I have to wake up to your stupid-looking face." , adding a disappointing sigh to make it seem that he meant it. He never does get tired of riling her up. The day wouldn't be complete without their playful banter in play. Sometimes he thinks it's their way of flirting.
The young woman blinked twice before scrunching up her face in pure rage. Her cheeks in a beautiful shade of pinkish red that spreads to her ears and neck (what seen of it under her white scarf). The tips of her strawberry-scented short brown hair resting lightly on her shoulders that gently sways with her every movement. Her small luscious red tinted lips parting and turning into an attractive grimace.
"Well, OLIVER, I could say the same. I am not the one that still has left-over drool and dried rheum on my face! You better go wash it so at least I could admire your handsome face again.", she stated loudly while putting her hands on her shapely hips.
His eyes discreetly traveled her body, taking it all in. The puffy-ness of her face after her rant and how cute it looked making him wonder what it feels like cupping it in his hands. Will it be warm due to the spreading blush? Tearing his eyes away and grazing it on her heaving chest, he desperately tried to push back the blush that's attempting to rise on his cheeks. He may not show it, but he did notice how her bosom grew from their small mounds to it's perfectly B (or is it C) cups. What can he do? He was after all a healthy young man with an equally healthy-still growing young woman for an assistant. Trying not to think of how soft it would feel like in his hands, he tried to avert his gaze instead it fell on her long legs. Even though she's wearing light black cottony stockings under her knee-length checkered skirt, he could still imagine the smoothness of them. He wanted to wrap her silky legs to his waist and –
What in blazes am I thinking!?
Jolting out of his reverie, he locked eyes once again on the woman standing on his doorway.
Though I would love it if she was standing or rather bending in front of m— NO! I got to stop thinking lewd stuff about her! Blasted hormones acting up on worst of times.
Composing himself once more, he smirked at remembering her earlier outburst.
"Hm.. At least I know you think I am still attractive. Thank you for the concern for my face."
"Well, yeah. I mean, it's the only asset of yours that I do not mind not bludgeoning into a pulp.", she strode next to his bed so that they are now less than a meter apart. Slightly crouching down so they are now on eye level, she slowly reached and placed her smooth hand on his cheek.
"Are you sure you are alright, Naru?"
"Yes. Why do you ask?", making his voice as normally stoic and bored as possible. Trying but failing to ignore the warmth seeping out of her small fragile hands.
"You look like you are burning up. Well, you do feel warmer than usual.", a look of worry crossed her face with a slight pout of her cute lips. "Have you been staying up late again?"
The pounding of his heart almost droned out her question. He almost snapped when he caught a whiff of her lily-scented perfume but managed to take control and with willpower he quickly turned his head away from her. Away from her loving hands.
"I did just wake up. And no, I didn't stay up too late last night.", shuffling a bit in bed and covering a 'little' problem of his with his velvet duvet. It even made matters worse since her presence just added a humongous chunk of unintended arousal.
Catching up on what he meant, Mai stifled a giggle and rose on her feet. A blush evidently present on her glowing face.
"In that case, I'll be in your living room."
Walking towards his door she stopped and turned her body a little.
"Take your time Naru. I know you'll be under that cold shower for a long time.", topping it off with a sly wink, she departed to the confines of her boss' living room.
My first ever fanfiction after being a member of for 6 years! Whoah.
I wrote this on a whim so I do not know if I'll be able to update it frequently. However I do have the ending planned out.
Reviews are very much appreciated!