'That's odd. She hasn't bugged me once today. I wonder what's wrong. Hold on. Erase…erase…erase. This is not possible.'
The silver haired, blue-eyed Bishouden walked until he found himself passing through the park.
He came across a beautiful woman wearing a light blue dress with her hair neatly arranged. Strange, he felt that he had seen this woman before, but he can't remember where. The girl smiled sweetly and her eyes shone as if trying to tell the wielder something. As he turned to see more, hoping he would recall, he saw a man come to her and she strolled with him. He resembled someone from the past, the man had dark silky hair that was loosely arranged and almost reached his broad shoulders. He had worn a slightly fit shirt that complimented his well-built body. Something in his eyes gave Mikagami a hint on who he was. Perhaps an old opponent.
'Was that…' the male turned his way. 'Raiha.' In his head his mouth hang open. 'So that meant that the woman was . . . Fuuko! It cant be.'
He saw Raiha sneaking his arm around Fuuko's curvy waist. Her body looked even sexier with the silky yet fit dress she had on. At first, he twitched a few times and even whispered to himself a few times. he convinced himself that he couldn't care less. He even tried to keep his emotionless face. But, everything had changed when he saw Raiha bring 'his purple haired monkey' closer to him. He was burning with rage though he was careful not to let anybody see. He had no idea why, but he just found himself 'spying' on the 'couple'.
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'Fuuko, pull yourself together. You can do this. Do not look back. Repeat, do not look back no matter how cute he may seem with his pained deep blue eyes.'
She didn't notice that she was doing a few silly gestures in line with her thoughts. She found the darker haired Bishouden smirking at her. You could see that he was utterly amused by her. She felt a little warmth crawling to her cheeks. He only found it even more amusing. Giving her his cutest smile, he asked:
"So are you ready for the next step?"
"Yeah. But I'm kinda nervous."
Knowing that Mikagami was still following them, they started walking inside a very cozy place. Mikagami looked up and read the sign. It Read: 'MOTEL'.
"What the hell are they doing in here?" He thought as the two were escorted to a room.
Perhaps there was a side of him that didn't really want to know. He got out from where he was and decided that it was time to go back. He didn't want to or rather he was too stubborn to admit it. He felt his heart 'stop' when he saw Fuuko smiling sweetly at Raiha. He removed the hideous thoughts from his mind.
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When Fuuko and Raiha made sure that Mikagami had already left, they snuck out of the building passing through an open window that lead to an empty lot beside it. They found some couples and a few staff who were outside staring at them. Every single one had a different expression painted on their faces but all appeared greatly entertained by the scene.
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After the long, not to mention humiliating afternoon, Raiha had taken Fuuko home. On the front porch of the old house they spoke.
"Raiha, Thanks for helping me."
"Don't thank me yet. This is only the first stop."
"Yeah ok."
She said Goodbye and bowed and returned inside the house but before closing the door she gave him a sweet smile.
Raiha, looking still at the Kirisawa home whispered:
"When will I have the chance to tell you? Lately, He has always occupied your mind. How can I tell you that I did this not for Yanagi but for. . . you."
Raiha headed home and turned away from the sight.
"I'm not in favor of this but whatever makes you smile . . . I hope you see that I not only respect you. Please, see that. . . "
His voice trailed off, but with a hushed tone, he whispered. . .
"I love you."
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