If I owned Gakeun Alice, Natsume will be sleeping it up in Las Vegas.
Oh look, he ain't. You know what I mean. (:
Joshua is a character I just brought in to add more drama to it. (;
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At the present
I knew the voice. I knew it was him. But yet, I still stupidly stuttered, without turning around, "Nat-Natsume?"
"No, its Santa Claus," he replied, still in his silky tone.
I knew right then that it was him. No one could sound still so sexy while being so undoubtedly sarcastic.
I spun around and there he was, alright. All five feet six of him. Before I could catch a grip on myself, I fell into his piercing red eyes.
He seemed to be waiting for me to say something.
But how could I? I was at a loss for words; they stuck fast in my throat.
He hadn't changed a bit. Same devious smirk. Same tousled black hair. Same arrogant personality. Same rippling chest beneath his black shirt.
And same penetrating red-eyed gaze that I always fell into.
He handed me one of the coffee cups he was holding and his hand brushed against mine. Cold, as usual.
It was like nothing had ever changed.
My bruised and battered heart felt whole and new again.
"I-what are you doing back here?" I breathed. I instantly hoped he didn't notice my husky tone.
He shrugged and sipped his coffee. "I'm taking over the Hyuuga company," he said matter-of-factly.
Hyuuga company? That meant-
"What happened to your father?" I asked, gently.
He shrugged again. "I think he died. I'm not sure. Some gasbag just called me up and told me that I was no the head of the Hyuuga company."
I flinched at his harsh tone. But I guess I couldn't really blame him.
Ever since I'd met them, Natsume and Aoi Hyuuga had been living parentless. Later, I found out that their mother had died in a car accident when they were still young.
And their father, head of the Hyuuga company, had dumped them on the doorstep of his closest relative.
"Oh," I said. I didn't know what to say next.
Suddenly, all the hurt and anger and memories rushed in. I recalled his simple dismissal, his offhand information that he was moving.
Every part of my body had hurt with anger and hurt every time I recalled it.
As it did now.
"Why did you want to see me?" I dropped the cup of coffee; it landed with a huge splash on the concrete floor. I didn't care.
I had cried for this guy. I had loved him with every fibre of my being.
And now, here he was, smirking at me while drinking his stupid cup of coffee, acting like none of it had ever happened!
He peered into his cup. "Hotaru called and said that you would love to see me."
I whirled around to face Hotaru, who, behind me, had been enjoying our conversation.
"Hotaru!" I snapped.
"What?" She demanded, faking a look of innocence. "You said you missed him."
I felt my face flush bright red. "I didn't. I never wanted to see him again, remember? How could you?"
He chuckled with amusement behind me. "So I suppose you're happy that I'm back."
I spun around to face him, not caring that most of the people in the coffeehouse were staring at me.
"No," I told him. "No, I am not happy to see you. I won't be happy. Ever. Until you leave."
And before I could suffer emotional overload, I spun on my heel and ran for my life out of the door and away from the greatest but most sweetest mistake of my life.
Later, back in the apartment
I threw myself down on the couch and let it all loose; tears of rage, hurt and betrayal dripped onto the cushions.
Just looking at Natsume and falling into those beautiful eyes reminded me about the unhealthy state of my heart. Of how much abuse it had received when he's dumped me.
I had been recovering though. Life had propelled me forward. I'd gotten to meet new people. I'd been happy.
Until I saw him once again.
Tears streaming down my face, I placed my palm against my chest. My heart drummed beneath it.
I didn't like to admit it but - this was the first time my heart at least, felt so...alive.
Even after meeting the guy I was currently dating, Joshua, my heart wasn't drumming so hyperactively as now. It bothered me that the guy that had ripped my heart apart could still make me feel this way.
Natsume Hyuuga. He had been a mystery to me at first. And I'd fallen in love with him on the way to knowing the real him.
And then, there was Hotaru. She knew how I felt about him. I'd loved him (I still did) but I hated him as well. And then, she'd betrayed me.
Suddenly, I heard the door creak open. I didn't bother lifting my head up from the pillow. I knew it was Hotaru.
Footsteps pattered lightly into the room as the door shut softly. Even though the footsteps were heavier than Hotaru's, I still assumed it was.
"Go away, Hotaru!" I yelled into the pillow. The footsteps stopped. "I don't want to talk to you!"
The footsteps resumed, getting louder as the person approached.
I jerked my head up from the cushion to give her a piece of my mind only to come face-to-face with...Natsume Hyuuga.
"Natsume ! What the hell...?"
"You left the door unlocked," he replied. "Are you okay?"
"You can't just come barging in here!" I shrieked, recoiling back. "I-"
But, in one deft move, Natsume Hyuuga had swooped down and kissed me. Hard.
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Love, lies and lust? (:
I guess so.
Joshua tearing his way into the picture next chapter. ;)
Read and rate, yeah. :D
xShanaChan