Love me Forever
Chapter 1 continued
The train ride home went by as a blur for Hitori. His mind too busy re capturing and contemplating the event that had taken place only twenty minutes ago. Slightly disoriented Hitori exited the train and made his way to his grandfather's estate. He was greeted y a massive iron gate and a keypad asking him to input a series of numbers in order to enter the premises. The guard stationed at the front walked towards him, not realizing who the kid was, he called out, "You can't be here, this is private property please leave or I will be forced to make you leave sir" when there was no response the man reached out his hand placing it lightly on Hitori's shoulder. The guard felt a grip around his wrist and then a twist, pain emitted throughout his body for a moment as his back hit the bare dirt beneath him. Before the man could process what had happened he was looking up into Hitori's cold pale green eyes, his white hair hanging ever so slightly in his face. "Mr. Hitsuya, my apologies … I.. I didn't realize it was you, ple... please forgive me" the man's voice was high pitched and full of fear as his actions dawned on him. The guard knew that Hitori was to never be touched with forceful intentions, and he had just made a grave mistake. He gulped as his young employer released him and stood.
"You have bigger things to worry about than something as small as this, you were doing your job, there is no reason for me to take any action towards you. Besides I believe I just broke your wrist, you should go to the hospital quickly" Hitori's icy words sent a lingering chill down the guards neck. When Hitori keyed in his code, the gates opened to his presence exposing a road accompanied by a line of trees that would guide him to the main house. Approaching the well lite mansion Hitori noticed several cars along the path also many more circling the large fountain that offered sophistication to the outside of the estate. The gardens on either side of the three step porch were lit by small lamps strategically placed along the front of the manor. Standing in front of the entrance Hitori's slender fingers found their way to the narrow bridge of his nose, squeezing lightly. "Oji-chan must be hosting an event tonight..." as his thoughts began, the door opened cutting him off. Greeted by several men dressed in black tailcoats bowing to his superiority. With a sigh Hitori mumbled "It seems Grandfather is really trying to impress someone tonight... Tsk" Hitori clenched his jaw "Hiring so many temporary workers, just what is that old man thinking?" Not wanting to dwell on it, there was only one individual as to which he wished to address at the moment. With heaving sigh he called out a name "Mr. Ishizuki." He waited until an older gentleman wearing a sleek black tailcoat supported by a gray vest and a bright yellow button up under shirt. The man of fifty bowed to his employer, his salting black hair hanging down making his barely aged face invisible for a moment. Hitori drew in a breath and began giving orders.
"Send these people home, it is simply ridiculous to have so many useless individuals here, Inform my Grandfather that I'll be working in my study on his proposals and that no one is to come upstairs under any circumstances, lastly ask Aki-san to prepare an Udon dish and have Yuki-chan deliver it to my study." With out a word the man turned and disappeared into the back of the mansion. As Hitori walked past the unfamiliar faces he couldn't help but glare at a few of them, they were incompetent and stupid in his eyes and did not belong in this place. He made his way up the grand Oak staircase to the right of the foyer leading to a hallway so spacious a car could drive on it. He then vanished into the first room on the right of the stairs. The room he called his own was simply laid out and spotless. Hitori despised a dirty room with every fiber of his being, to avoid anyone messing something up or tracking in dirt Hitori simply forbade anyone to enter his room. Many would classify him as a 'neat freak' but even so it was by far never something he was ashamed of. The way he saw it, everyone else is dirty. Glancing around the familiar room, the smell of cherry blossoms radiated through the air, from his traditional king sized bed and single Oak night stand to the left, to his large dresser that supported a single picture of a young boy and girl with identical faces playing piggy back in front of a Sycamore tree, his eyes brushed over the closet door, making it's way to the last large piece of furniture, his desk which contained all the necessities a college student would have, including his own laptop.
Hitori glanced at the silver framed picture as he made his way to the bathroom, not bothering to close the door behind him Hitori got himself undressed. His slimline frame slid under the canopy of water provided by the nozzle head above, the warm water caped his skin providing him with an unconscious since of security.
After cleansing himself, Hitori secured boxers around his trim waistline, and cloaked his lean shoulders with a fluffy lavender robe. Exiting his room Hitori entered the one next door. His study consisted of a single desk surrounded by shelves of books, lit by a magnificent chandler. The desk was neatly organized, a thin stack of papers lay atop a black laptop, while a neatly place tray of food explained the delightful smell drifting through the room.
Before starting work Hitori placed the chopsticks in hand and began eating the steaming noodles swimming in crab sauce accompanied by floating chives and scrambled eggs. As he ate with his left hand, in his right was a contract some poor soul thought the company would accept. Hitori chuckled as he read the proposal, slamming it down in front of him; and without hesitation he stamped a large "Declined" across the front of the sheet. He then wrote in red ink "You can not possibly be serious a first grader could come up with better terms of business, try again" after a short time passed Hitori slurped the last of the juice from the bowl, placing it back onto the tray. Uninterrupted he managed to complete the stack of papers rather quickly, he gave a relieving sigh and stretched his arms over the back of his chair, revealing his bare pasty chest.
"Damn it's already six in the morning, I should probably get a little bit of sleep" Hitori took the tray in one hand and the papers in the other descending the stairs. He headed to the kitchen placing the tray next to the sink, then turning and heading to his grandfather's study. There he placed the papers on the desk the accepted contract on top all the rejects. He then headed back up to his room, once there he plopped on his bed and drifted off. His body jerked lightly before his eyes shot open, his neck was covered in sweat indicating he'd had a nightmare once again. He clasped his hand around his forehead and thought to himself "That dream again, tsk. I wish it would just go away" he looked at the clock on his phone, the light shining brightly illuminating his face in the dim room. "It's seven already?" he sighed and got up, going to the bathroom to wash his face and neck. He then proceeded to get dressed in an Armani suit topped off with a lavender neck tie, for he would be working with his grandfather today. He joined his old man and the staff for omelets downstairs. He said nothing to his grandfather, he simply listened to the balding plump man talk about the woman he bedded last night and how he thought she might be his next misses. Hitori sighed not interested in what the man was babbling about, catching on his grandfather turned to him for conversation. "Hitori what do you think? Should I merry this woman? She's about my age and real sweet too, not to mention she's pretty good in bed ..." Hitori cut him off
"If you wish to merry her, then by all means do, but for the sake of those around you please stop talking about your intermission from the party. I'll take my car today, see you at work old man" his words caused an uneasiness in the air as he stood, and left the kitchen.
Going to the parking lot under the mansion Hitori grabbed the keys with a chibi doll of Miku Hatsune, his favorite idol. With the press of a button the lights of a cherry red Chevrolet Corvette Stingray customized with a lock down security system; the black leather interior seemed untouched, despite the car having 70,000 miles on it. Hitori climbed in and the roar of the engine echoed throughout the sub-level, shifting the beauty into gear Hitori backed up and took off. When the sun hit the paint it sparkled as if it were a Twilight vampire. Travel time to the company was only a half an hour and when Hitori arrived he parked in his reserved spot. Upon getting out he activated the voice recognition security system, doing so caused the tires to be covered by a sleek shiny metal coat, locking all four tires in place.
H&H Enterprise stood at 150 feet, containing 15 stories, 13 of which held 30 offices, open Monday-Friday 7am – 5pm, this company specializes in legal consultations and contracts for multiple businesses, also it currently employs over 500 people in Osaka, Japan. Hitori took in the always captivating building for a moment before heading inside. The moment he got to his office, to the moment the clock finally struck 7pm Hitori was hyper focused on work, the now dead building was quiet as Hitori made his way to the elevator. Before stepping outside he made sure to do a total lock down on the building and as he walked towards a lonely red car his phone rang. He picked it up
"Hello?" he said as he unlocked his car and got inside.
"Ah, you answered!" a high pitched and over excited voice on the other end exclaimed "Can you come to Karaoke tonight? A group of my old colleagues and I are hanging out and I was wondering if you want to socialize a little" there was a moment of silence while Hitori thought to himself "Pleeeeaaaasssseee" the voice pleaded desperately, Hitori sighed and agreed
"Fine, where at?" he closed his phone after getting the details from the girl. He then started the car rushed to his grandfather's house, parking the car and heading to his room to change, he undressed at a steady speed and then opened his closet grabbing a lavender t-shirt that read "Genius" Hitori thought it to be very fitting. He then clutched a black zip up, hooded jacket, throwing it on over the shirt, he then slid a pair of dark, lightly faded blue jeans and black tennis shoes before running out of the house. The fresh night air filled his lungs as he ran for the station to catch the next train. After arriving in Nara Hitori ran past the closed food stands and bars placed in the small congested area, as he approached the designated meeting spot a familiar voice called out "Hi-chan! over here!" a healthy lean woman about 5'7" waved her long and slender arm in the air to help indicate where they were. She was grouped with multiple people, four guys and five other girls. As Hitori caught his breath she joked with him "A little outta shape are we?" she giggled. He gave her a sharp glare and panted lightly
"I ran from the station, give me a break"
"You ran half a mile without stopping? Sheesh you have more energy than me, but that 's a good sign" she gave a sheepish grin "cuz we're going to be at it for hours" she then threw her hands in the air and motioned for everyone to go inside. As they walked Hitori recognized one of the guys, he stopped walking, unable to move, despite only seeing a gimps at the hospital He was certain it was the same man that had walked past him a couple days ago. Even seeing him from behind made Hitori's heart beat erratically, the thickness of his slick black hair and the small amount of visible skin at the nape of his neck, something about it made Hitori want to touch him. Flustered he joined the group, embarrassed at his thoughts.
"Idiot what the hell are you thinking, he's a married guy! Not to mention that was his kid you took care of!" Hitori yelled internally at himself until suddenly the very same man's face was mere centimeters from his own
"Are you alright?" the mans voice was almost heavenly, the sound made Hitori seem as if he could turn to butter. Hitori's eyes widened and he turned away from the stranger, his face as red as strawberry. "I'm fine, just a bit distracted" He admitted. The man didn't press the issue just walked beside him as they entered their karaoke room. The girls and guys switched out singing and drinking for hours, Hitori managed to stay out of the spotlight, or at least he thought he had. However, as he got up to go to the restroom a younger guy with brown hair and eyes grabbed his arm and stood, his face inches away. He then leaned in and before Hitori could react the man was kissing him. His warm saliva coated tongue slid into Hitori's mouth making him extremely uncomfortable, the guy seemed nice enough so he went along with it, but as soon as Hitori had started to kiss him back the man pinned him against the table in the middle of the room. Hitori's mind began to flood with the memories of when he was young, and he felt like throwing up as the man kissed his neck and slid his hand up his shirt. Having enough he managed to get his knee between their bodies and kicked him off, tears glistening in his eyes he punched the guy, knocking him onto one of the girls, before running out of the room. His friend stood but before she could react further the black haired stranger yelled "You didn't have to be a forceful asshole" and ran after him.
When the man found Hitori a few minutes later he was curled up, shaking in a dark corner outside. He approached with caution, sitting down in front of him. Hitori wondered why he didn't say anything, and after a few minutes he looked up at the man, his eyes were swollen from crying and his nose was red from the cold, unexpectedly the man wrapped his lightly muscled arms around him. Hitori did not reject him, instead he buried his face in the man's chest and cried. After a short while he pushed away, looking at the ground he thanked the man.
"It's no problem, but just so you know Kin is a good guy... maybe not when he's drunk.. but he really is" he seriously joked. "It's getting pretty late do you want me to walk you to the station?" he continued. Hitori looked up
"The last train to where I have to go left an hour ago" the man hesitated before inviting Hitori to stay at his place.
