Title: Umbrella – Rating: T

Pitter Patter

Pitter Patter

The waves clashed onto the sand. The sound of them was still pretty despite the storm. Heck, the storm sounded pretty to her. The beach around her was empty but not surprisingly so. Everyone would be inside warm and dry. She, on the other hand, did not care if she was completely wet and freezing. She didn't care if her friends were looking for her. All that mattered at the moment was the forgiving silence.

"IDIOT IDIOT IDIOT!" a female with silver hair shouted, banging on the chest of the man in front of her.

The man only sighed. He knew his girlfriend was pissed. But he wasn't able to change what happen, even if he wanted too. Getting partly annoyed, the black haired male grabbed the hands that were hitting him. "Enough Mia!" he snapped, but soon regretted stopping her, now seeing the tears that were silently pooring down her face. Sighing, he let go of one of her hands and used it to brush the tears that fell. It was pointless, as more just took the spot of the previous.

"Why?"

Blinking, grey eyes looked down into teary blue. What?

"Why!? You knew we were supposed to meet up last night! Why couldn't you tell that woman no for once!?"

Once again, he sighed. He knew Mia was pissed about it. But the woman she so hated was his boss, the head doctor of the hospital. He also knew his boss hated Mia and was extremely jealous, often making excuses to keep him over night when she found out he had a date with her. They were always extra careful when discussing their get together's when Mia would visit, just in case the snooping female was around. Last night he was kept overnight on the night of their anniversary together. To say in terms, his girlfriend was furious. Rightfully so he guessed. He knew how important anniversaries were important to the female gender and each date that was forcefully missed was taking its toll on the small female crying before him.

"You know I can't. I need this job and-"

"You're an amazing doctor Law! Don't tell me that bullshit of needing this job! Any hospital would die to have you around!"

"It doesn't work like that Mia. And you know this. She gets a say to any next employer and she could easily ruin any chances…"

Mia glared and wretched her hands from his and stepping away from him. The taller male looked hurt, but she ignored the gut feeling to apologize and call the fight off but not this time. Something deep inside her was on a rampage she didn't wish to stop.

Turning around, she opened the door to the office and looked back at him, ignoring that she was crying still. "I wish I never met you, or started to date you…" and with that, she slammed the door closed behind her, missing the shocked look on her boyfriend's face. Well, ex-boyfriend now she guessed.

As she left, she never noticed the head doctor she held so much hate for slip into the office she just left. The tall brunette woman with big breast made her entrance into Law's office with a pitiful look on her face. "You poor dear. It seems she's broken up with you and isn't-"

"Get out."

Blinking, the woman looked at Law who had his hands on his desk, glaring down at it.

"I said get out head doctor."

She only smirked, coming closer. She knew easily of the power she had over him because of this job. Walking over, she placed a hand on his arm and pressed herself towards him, "I don't think you really feel that way…"

He snapped, throwing the doctor off him and looking down at her with a disgusted look. Shrugging out of his doctor's coat, he threw it on the back of the hair and gathered his personals. Looking down at the annoyed female on the ground, he bent down to her level and glared. "I quit. Sorry for not giving a two week notice," and he left, intent on finding the runaway girlfriend.

Mia sniffled and put her head into her hands, squatting down to the sandy floor and sobbing. Her anger had gotten the better of her. She took it out on her boyfriend, and left him. She hated herself for it. Why did she get so angry? She was stupid, of course. Ugh, there was no way he'd forgive her. Of course his job was important. He was right, she was wrong.

Tears continued to fall, mixing with the rain that dripped down her face with them. Then the shower above her stopped. Suddenly; a little too suddenly for normal weather. There was also an odd shadow. Looking up, her tear stained face saw his once more. She quickly looked back down, wiping at her face. She flinched when she felt his cold arm wrap around her shoulders. It made her shiver.

"Sorry. I'm making you cold aren't I?"

Mia shook her head, unable to look at him and stop crying. She felt Law's hand touch the opposite side of her head and pull her over, forcing her to lean against him. She caved, turning and sobbing into his shoulder, muttering her apology over and over.

Law only stared into the ocean, letting her. When she quieted down, he looked at her and saw she was looking at him, the tears have yet to stop. Standing up, he pulled her up with him and wrapped his arm around her, the other still holding the umbrella to keep them dry. He knew it was useless though, seeing how drenched she was.

"Don't apologize. You were right in standing up to me. I needed to stand up to my boss and I didn't on an important night. For that, I apologize to you. When you left this morning, I felt horrible. I quit my job and-"

"You quit? Why!?"

"Because you are extremely important to me. Besides, most of what she was doing, though not physical, is still considered sexual harassment and is therefore, an unneeded work place," he said, grinning when he saw her suppressing her smile.

Her hands had formed fist into the material of his hoodie. Peeling her hands away, he handed her the umbrella and took it off, placing it onto her. The inside was warm around the chest and stomach. The arms were cold, having been bunched up to his elbows when he wore it. Either way, she didn't mind. The long sleeves fell over her hands as the umbrella dropped from her hands towards the sandy ground.

His kisses were intoxicating. She knew he wasn't a show of affection when people were present but when they were alone, he was very romantic. His cold hands had cupped her cheeks as his lips were pressed to hers. Her arms had already gone to his neck, kissing him back. She only hoped he knew how sorry she was for her words.

Breaking the kiss, he leaned down and picked up the fallen umbrella, shaking the wet sand off it as much as possible and grabbing her hand before walking them off the beach. Her hand held tightly to his, linking their fingers together.

The moment their feet his cement, their friends had surrounded them, cheering that she was found. Rolling her eyes, they made it seem like she was gone for years, when it's only been a few hours. After calming the yelling friends down, they all traveled back towards the city. None of them were smart enough to bring a car or two. Nope, they all had umbrellas to shelter them from the storm above. Oh well, just another excuse to get close to the one under your own.