Heyoo guys! After disappearing under a rock i think im back! XD Sorry for the wait! I lost my writing skills so please bear with me!
"Go after that car!" Azuma commanded.
His chaffeur has never seen his master so full of emotions. He has always been so calm. He has never-
"Hurry up!" He hissed.
Feeling his lifeline shortened by a few days, the driver slammed his foot onto the gas pedal, trying to forget the demonic face his master just made.
After a few minutes of tailing, the driver in the Takashina car finally noticed the black car behind it. The traffic light a few metres ahead provided the perfect chance to get away.
-The traffic light!- Azuma realized as the Takashina car sped up.
"Speed up."
It was a race against time as the display on the traffic light counted to zero. Wheels grated the concrete road. Sweaty hands tightened their grip on the steering wheel. Both the driver's jobs are on the line.
The light finally turned red. The stampede of cars rushed across the road, just like how Azuma's blood rushed to all his veins and arteries. He was just one feet away from the zebra cross that acted as the finish line to their race. The Takashina car on the other hand was too far to be seen.
"M-master? Where should we go now?"
"Bring me to the Takashina residence," Azuma said with a smile.
A revelation finally fell upon the chaffeur. As his trembling hands lied on the steering wheel, his mind was working on how to begin his resignation letter.
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"Is Ayano-san home?" Azuma asked the maid opening the door.
"I'm sorry but Takashina-ojousama is not home yet..."
"Do you have any idea where she might be?"
"She might be in our traditional house on the edge of the city. Recently, she has been going there to deepen her skills in flower arrangement and tea serving. The address is..."
As the gap between the two wooden doors slowly closed, Azuma could feel his lips widening sinisterly.
The chaffeur gulped and his skin tone paled. He has mentally written half of his resignation letter.
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The sun was already sinking down the ocean of buildings by the time Azuma arrived on the given address. The sudden construction of the road caused Azuma to take a further route. The word "Takashina" was clearly imprinted on the name plate beside the door. The mention of the name made the blood inside Azuma boil.
Azuma knocked the bronze knocker and an old lady came scampering to open the door.
"I'm sorry for coming without notice. Is Ayano-san here?"
"I deeply apologize but Takashina-ojousama refuses to see anyone right now."
-Should I be kind to this old hag?-
"I'm sorry but I really need to talk to Ayano-chan."
"I can help you make an appointment with her tomorrow."
-You stubborn old hag!-
"This can't wait. Please! This is really important. Didn't you have these times too?"
The old servant scanned Azuma's desperate face.
-I don't spend everyday pretending to be nice for nothing-
"Very well. I understand, Yunoki-san. Takashina-ojousama is in the room at the end of that hallway."
-Now flash a smile to the old hag and that should be enough-
"Thank you very much."
"I was that age once..." The old servant muttered as she watched Azuma hurry inside.
"What am I talking about? I'm a young, beautiful girl on the inside aren't I?"
"No you're not..." Azuma's chaffeur silently replied.
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The scenarios and plots that were going through Azuma's head were so gory and horrifying that they would make anyone wet their pants.
As he reached out to slide the sliding door, Azuma noticed that the blood vessels on his hand were more visible than they usually were.
-I can't wait to unleash all these anger-
Within a second, Azuma finally saw the culprit who beat him in kidnapping Kahoko. The petite black-haired girl was ghastly staring at a certain red-haired girl on the floor. Ayano's taupe eyes lost its colour and her mouth was slightly open. Her slender hands were raised towards her shocked face. The beauty of the flower patterns on her kimono was tarnished by splatters of red. The white socks that she was wearing slowly dyed red as warm red fluid slowly trickled down the tatami floors. Kahoko lied motionless, her red locks resembling the trails of scarlet that emerged from her abdomen.
"What did you do?!" Azuma demanded, his yellow eyes shooting daggers at Ayano.
"But A-Ayano..." Ayano stammered.
Azuma rushed to Kahoko and held her limp shoulders.
"Kahoko! Kahoko!"
"I-it was an accident!" Ayano choked, bursting into tears.
-If I had come just a few minutes earlier this wouldn't have happened!-
"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to!"
"Kahoko!"
"But A-"
"Call the ambulance!"
"A-ayano is really..."
Azuma gritted his teeth and his hands started vibrating due to the adrenaline rushing through his blood.
"Can you please stop thinking about yourself?!"
The only thing preventing him from butchering Ayano for hurting Kahoko was Kahoko's critical condition. After giving her a piece of his mind, Azuma turned and followed the trail of red on the tatami floor to find Kahoko's injury. Her hand lied before the bleeding wound. He lifted up her hand and his eyes widened in shock. His heart palpitated at the surprise. He took a deep breath and his eyes slowly turned into sharp slits. The red trails led up to what was below those fingers which was a "bleeding" cup.
"Tea?! This is red tea?!" Azuma baffled.
"I-I was teaching her how to serve tea so that she knows how hard I've been trying to be a suitable candidate for you and then she suddenly slipped and fell and lost consciousness and the tea spilled..."
"What were you thinking?!"
-I was so stupid as to let this dumb woman worry me. Just ignore her stupid act as you usually do.-
"I'm sorry, Azuma-sama! I just can't forget about you and this girl! This girl who you lo- she- she was playing around with your friend! I just can't stand it!"
"That has nothing to do with you."
"I can't just stand by and watch! I'm sorry but yes I'm evil! I'm not a good, kind person! I'm not perfect like y-"
That single word set him off. Before Ayano had a chance to finish her sentence, she was pushed against the wall with a single blow. The helpless girl could do nothing to fend off the hand that was clasping her mouth shut. Her hands desperately tried to loosen the death grip Azuma had on her face. That endeavour was in vain however as Azuma's hand was still tightly clutching her small jaw. Ayano's tears that were cascading down her face abruptly stopped. She stopped struggling and merely looked at the person in front of her.
+Do I know this person?+
"I am not who you think I am."
The kind voice that had warmed her the first time they met did not reach her ears. All she heard was an unfamiliar, emotionless voice that made her feel hollow inside. His lips moved to form the words but she still could not believe that her Azuma-sama was the one saying those words to her. It was as if someone else was doing this to her in her Azuma-sama's body. With her mouth entirely silenced, she looked at that stranger in front of her and searched, the Azuma-sama that she always longed for, the Azuma-sama that she thought of everday, the Azuma-sama that she loved.
+Surely my eyes and ears are not working properly...+
"Listen well, you despicable woman, you don't know anything about me."
His ochre eyes glinted. He meant those words. Whatever had happened, this was the real Azuma. This was the real Azuma that was constantly concealed beneath the flawless mask he wore everyday. Framed by those purple tresses of hair, Azuma's face could change from the kindest person on earth to the devil amongst the fires of hell.
"I've dealt with your annoyance and stupidity all this time but if you try to hurt Kahoko in any way again, I'll make sure you'll regret it for the rest of your life."
Was the right response to cry? But not even Ayano's tear gland could response. She was just completely frozen, completely drowned in utter disbelief. She tried to look, she really did but her Azuma-sama was nowhere to be found.
Azuma finally dropped his hand but the ability to talk was yet to be within Ayano's capability. There was a lump in her throat. Her mouth was dry. Her vocal chords just would not respond. Her lips could not even move.
The flutist walked out of the room and informed a passing servant of the accident that happened inside the room. A few servants came in to care for Kahoko and to clean up the mess. They all saw the girl with the perfectly-styled long hair standing by the wall. She had not a light shining in her taupe eyes. She was lifeless. A scene kept repeating in her head.
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"Um… Ayano-san… Which part of Yu…Azuma-san do you like?" Kahoko asked.
"Everything, that is."
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"Takashina-ojousama, are you okay?"
Not a word came out.
"Let her be for a while. She's probably still starstruck since she just saw Yunoki-san after so long... Its just like that time she knew about being Yunoki-san's fiancee candidate... Hurry and help me with this young lady."
"Oh okay. Ah young love. Sometimes when it comes to Yunoki-san, I think she kind of has no class," the servant whispered.
The servants finished cleaning up and they left after excusing themselves from the graceful mistress standing in her stained kimono.
But the doll just stared.
This is so much like that one chapter in No Choice 0.0 Oh well anyway i hope u liked it and please do review if u do have something to say! Thanks for ur time! R any od the charas OOC? I wonder... Writing bout new charas is sure kinda weird XD
