Chapter Two
Enjoy much and don't smoke. It is bad for your lungs. Yes who would've thought that out of all places that there would be this no smoking message here? I wouldn't have. Oh and don't run over your friendly frogs, they get pretty sad. -__-
Disclaimer – I no own S.A. nyah~
Okay chapter two!
Megumi fiddled with her strawberry a-la-mode parfait. The whip cream gleamed in the light and the strawberries were glossy with sugar coated around it. Three little mochi balls sat in the corner of the glass screaming to get eaten and jelly at the bottom just squirmed to see the light past the pink balls of ice cream.
The spoon repeatedly attacked the parfait in annoyance.
Sighing, Megumi remembered the eventful evening she had the night before. It was night again and a midnight snack wasn't looking exactly too appealing to her at the moment.
Megumi sang her last note, brightly, clearly, and with a soft touch the piece ended. The audience clapped for her and Megumi smiled brightly and bowed.
"And that was Yamamoto Megumi!!!" the announcer cheered as he resumed his spot on the stage, "and next…."
Megumi walked off the stage and carefully made sure that she did not trip on any part of her silky black dress. She was excited herself for being able to sing so well again. This time she made no mistakes, no wrong notes, and people enjoyed it. She walked to the foods table, hoping for a glass of wine or anything that would fulfill her parched throat.
Approaching the table, Megumi frowned as she noticed the empty glasses and the lack of wine, or anything to drink for that matter.
I'm so thirsty, Megumi thought looking at a celery stick; maybe vegetables will help me quench it. She took a stick and started munching on it.
Feeling her shoulder get tapped, she turned around casually and jumped a bit at the sight of Yahiro's appearance. She thought that he was busy in a crowd chatting to many company owners and their spouses, instead he was right next to her grinning with that merciless expression that he always had.
"Thirsty I'm guessing?" Yahiro smirked as he sipped his wine in his right hand and held another glass in his left hand. He swirled his wine around and licked his lips while Megumi looked endearingly at the liquid.
"For you," Yahiro smiled as he handed the wine glass to Megumi, "you sang beautifully tonight."
Megumi took the drink and hurriedly took a sip and felt relief wash over her. She looked back at Yahiro and smiled, "thank you, but I believe you used that line last week."
He smiled and shifted onto his other leg, "You're right I did," he laughed, "I see that your getting more demanding of diverse compliments each week. Are we going to get more demanding on what to call you now too, Megumi-sama?"
Megumi shot a peeved glance at Yahiro with all the might she could, but it didn't do much to change that mocking expression on him.
"But," Yahiro continued, "I really did love your singing," his expression softened, "It was very beautiful."
"Thank you," Megumi muttered, she bowed her head down and looked away as she tried to conceal a faint blush. The look from Yahiro when he complimented her always just sent her heart going a slightly faster speed than the usual. She could never control that part of her heart, especially when he gave the softened smile and the honest gleam in his eyes.
Yahiro looked around at the crowds of people chatting to each other, and he noticed some more company owners that he had not talked to yet. Ugh, Yahiro thought.
"How has the chatting with various people have been going?" Megumi asked, trying to make light conversation to distract Yahiro from noticing her cheek color.
"Yawn," Yahiro said, "I'm getting bored of constantly talking to one CEO after another. Once I'm done talking to one business owner, another one comes up and I have to start striking up conversations again. They are all very old and married. I don't know how many times I have to hear about the hope of retiring soon!" Yahiro huffed and crossed his arms.
Megumi giggled, "Too bad you are far away from that."
"Don't remind me, because if that wasn't awful enough to constantly hear about, what is worst is listening to the old men brag about their daughters and trying to sell them to me," Yahiro said in an annoyed way.
"Marriage interviews?" Megumi inquired in a curious voice. She gripped her grasp on her wine glass a little; she had almost forgot that he was the young single heir of the mighty Saiga family.
Yahiro 'tsked', and was about to open his mouth but only to be interrupted by a sudden old female appearance dressed in a very lavish kimono.
"Are you the one that sang just now?" The old lady exclaimed excitedly, a glass of champagne in one hand, "You're Yamamoto Megumi are you not? My, my, my!" She said and softly grabbed Megumi's hand and held it, "I love music, and I have been to many concerts, but in the years that I have been alive, I must say that your singing is one of the most angelic, wonderful voice I have ever heard. Give it a few more years and I know that it will even excel your mother's voice!"
Megumi blushed and bowed to the grandma, "T-thank you very much for giving me such kind encouragement," she said smiling, "You are a very kind woman for thinking that of my mother and I."
The grandma smiled back and opened her tiny old fading eyes. She noticed Yahiro and she glanced quickly at the both of them and smiled warmly, "My, what a young age to get married at, how nice," she commented heartedly. "I'm sorry if I interrupted anything…you know, important," she smiled and stared at Yahiro.
Megumi blushed and she could have sworn Yahiro did a faint bit too.
"Ah, we're not married," Megumi said wearing an apologetic smile. I don't think I will for awhile either, Megumi thought rather gloomily.
"Oh!" The old woman gasped, "I'm sorry, I'm getting ahead of myself! Then you two must be dating?"
"We're just friends," Yahiro said kindly to the lady. Two men glanced at Yahiro and started walking his direction. Megumi nodded her head, it was an uncomfortable thought to dwell on but it was true.
The old lady smiled sweetly put her hand to her mouth, "Oh! I'm very sorry! I thought that you two were going out with each other. You know, back in my days when young people, your age, would've already been married by now!"
Megumi smiled back at the old lady and said that it was ok and the old lady started chatting about how it had been awfully nice weather recently. The two men greeted Yahiro and Yahiro excused himself from the conversation with the old lady. He painfully, only in Megumi's eyes, put on a cheerful expression and started up striking business conversations with the two men.
Megumi nicely led the old lady a nice distance away from the chattering business talk by asking if she was tired and wanted anything to eat.
"Oh no," the old lady smiled and waved her hand, "it is actually quite nice enough that you are willing to listen to an old bag like me.
"Do you have a boyfriend currently Megumi-san?" the old lady asked.
"Ah," Megumi smiled and shook her head, "I don't have one at the moment."
"What? That is such a shame!" The old lady gasped in astonishment, "You have such a pretty face and you are such a sweet child. A lady like you shouldn't be alone and single on nights like these."
"Oh, I'm not alone, I came with a friend," Megumi replied curtly.
"No, not with a friend," the grandma shook her head and gazed up into the beautiful chandelier lights that hung overhead.
Music started from the stage and people started bustling about onto the dance floor. Even though it was a business party, it didn't mean that there didn't need to be any dancing.
"You should be out on a date, being out with a man and walking together out under the moon: Holding hands and gazing into each other's eyes, spending your youth out there where you can't as you grow older like I," The old lady started rambling, her eyes glittering with memories.
Megumi listened and nodded.
"You shouldn't waste your youth without tasting a bit of love out there offered to you," the old lady finally concluded.
Another man started walking towards them, this time though he had a younger face and he didn't look any more than twenty-five years old. "Look," she nudged and smiled to Megumi coyly, "here is your chance!"
"Grandma!" the young man exclaimed and apologized to Megumi, "I'm sorry if she's been bothering you."
"She hasn't at all," Megumi smiled and shook her head.
"Oh! You were the one that sang not too long ago are you not?" The young man said enthusiastically, "You sang very beautifully tonight, I loved your voice, it was so wonderful and it has officially made me a fan of you for life!"
"Thank you," Megumi replied and tilted her head giving a smile, she blushed lightly, "I'm happy that you liked it so much, please come to see my new concert soon."
"Son," the old lady said, "This is Yamamoto Megumi and she has been very nice to me, but at the moment she seems a bit unaccompanied, would you mind taking her out for a dance or two?"
"G-g-grandma!" the young man blushed and turned to Megumi, "I'm sorry, grandma has a tendency to like pairing up people on the spot."
"Nonsense!" the old lady said and gave a little push to Megumi, "she would love to go out for a dance, ne?"
The old lady smiled so innocently to Megumi that Megumi couldn't back down and say no. But then again, there really wasn't much to lose or do anyways, so Megumi nodded her head and accepted the invitation.
Megumi glanced at Yahiro while she settled herself into the waltz position on the dance floor. People surrounded him again. He wouldn't mind if she decided to go have a little bit of fun while he was busy working. Megumi smiled at the old lady's nephew and began to dance to the song.
He was actually rather good at dancing, Megumi thought remembering herself dancing the other night.
But, Megumi recalled, shouldn't waste your youth. What the lady said had brought up some thoughts that Megumi never really thought upon.
For five years Megumi has never thought about dating anyone else, it never came across her mind that she could go try going out with other guys instead of being around Yahiro all the time. This whole time Megumi stayed around Yahiro because she was trying to appeal to him. She was trying to show to Yahiro that she was there and she wasn't going to back down after one rejection. She wanted him to know that she really did like him and that he wasn't alone. Indeed, these feelings of hers are true and still there, but after so long Megumi wasn't sure whether it was lingering emotions or still the same longing from five years ago.
Though every single action he did, and each time he showed compassion to her she knew that she couldn't control herself from thinking I really do love this stupid guy. Megumi had a feeling even if she went out with another guy it wouldn't stop her mind from thinking about Yahiro and how he was feeling that day. Was he tired? Lonely? Hungry? Or was he happy? Her concern would always be on him.
Smiles from other guys wouldn't sway her heart, she also knew, because her heart didn't feel the same when it wasn't Yahiro who was showing that rare caring expression of his. It had the power to make her ten times happier and the ability to make her sing her heart out.
Megumi looked at Yahiro who was busy typing away on his laptop, being a hard worker as always. What about Yahiro though? I wonder how Yahiro would take it if I went on a date with someone, Megumi thought wonderingly, would he like that?
Would he still just be the same cool calmed person that wouldn't mind her dating a guy because he didn't have feelings for her?
'What if,' Megumi couldn't resist herself from asking using her board, 'I got a boyfriend?'
Yahiro stopped typing and glanced up at Megumi's board, expecting something that wasn't about Megumi's current question. His eyes opened slightly in surprise and he froze for a moment before he reached to take another sip of his coffee.
Megumi was waiting for an answer, but Yahiro wasn't giving one, he just kept drinking. A little bit irritated Megumi erased her question and wrote another; 'What if I was going on a date tomorrow with my boyfriend?' she smiled at Yahiro.
Yahiro sat silently in his seat and stared the board, still sipping his coffee. What could he be thinking? Megumi wondered as she pushed her board a little more forward. She was silently hoping that he would tell her that he wouldn't like that, but then again that was only her hoping the unreal.
"This isn't one of your silly pick-up games is it?" Yahiro asked with a smug smile and put his coffee back down on the table, "Because you know I think you are clearly old enough to stop playing those kinds of games. Remember? You said that you are not a teenager."
'No you stupid! I really mean it, what if I'm going on a date tomorrow?' Megumi rewrote her question and added an insult.
"Well," Yahiro said as he shifted in his seat, "Do… you like this guy?"
'Yes' Megumi replied.
"Is it someone I know?"
'Nope.'
"Is it the guy you were dancing with last night? Because just to let you know I don't really think that--"
'You were watching?' Megumi tilted her head, a little bewildered to the fact that Yahiro noticed.
"Well yes I mean everyone could clearly see you two dancing on the dance floor."
'But you were surrounded by tons of people…wait that isn't the point, so what if I had a boyfriend?' she took her board and erased the message after she showed it and hesitated on the next message.
'Will you be okay?' She looked up at Yahiro with large brown eyes and searched deeply for a secret answer.
Yahiro froze in his position; her concern was over him?
Why did she have to ask all these questions? But as he started imagining Megumi having a boyfriend, he realized that she wouldn't be sitting there the next day across from him drinking something that was always sweet or color tasty. A little part of him became automatically saddened but Yahiro confused it with thinking that it was indigestion instead.
"You don't need to be asking me for my permission if you can date someone," Yahiro replied plainly, "I won't die if you are gone for a bit.
"Just make sure that you don't take him anywhere strange and then get chased around the whole city," Yahiro smiled his signature smile, aloof and calm, yet rather mocking. 'Don't sing to him either,' Yahiro subconsciously was tempted to add, but he decided against it because it was like telling her to not go sing in front of an audience.
'That was only one time!' Megumi blushed in embarrassment, 'It won't happen again because it will be a romantic date.'
"Oh?" Yahiro said.
'Yes!' Megumi determinedly replied using her board.
Yahiro was about to make another teasing comment back but he was interrupted as her cell phone clattered away.
Megumi opened her phone and replied using her voice, a little bit soft but audible "Hello? This is Megumi speaking. "Oh! Gouda-san!"
Yahiro couldn't hear what she was talking about on the other line. Megumi's face turned a little worried, "All day tomorrow? …Where? Oh, okay, see you then." She hung up her phone and turned around to Yahiro.
Megumi glanced at the time on her cell phone and wrote on her board, 'I have to go now, it's getting late and apparently we are having a whole day rehearsal tomorrow.'
"All of tomorrow?" Yahiro asked in slight disbelief.
Megumi nodded excitedly, 'With Gouda-san and the stage involved! I can't wait.'
"And your 'date'?" Yahiro smirked.
Megumi pondered whether she should just tell Yahiro that it was all just hypothetical questions, but, Megumi thought, it's not like he would care too much would he? 'Maybe between breaks, but it's not like it'll affect you either way,' Megumi smiled and left Yahiro still buried in his work. She did a tiny wave, picked up her belongings, hugged her magic board close and left the table.
Once Megumi completely left, Yahiro leaned against the chair and threw his head back. All this work around him was getting rather stressing because they were never ending.
He closed his eyes and started wondering about Megumi's sudden questions. She has been asking many of them recently. Was she up to something? What was it in her head that brought her to ask these strange questions?
"I just don't get what she is thinking sometimes," Yahiro mumbled putting one arm on his forehead. He watched the light above him flicker and bit, but emit a warm light that sent waves of warmth to his face.
Yahiro closed his eyes and began remembering the certain day a brunette admitted out care for him five years ago. He could remember her face, all flustered and tears coming down at the same time. Then her sudden runaway right after she realized she said it.
I like Yahiro! He specifically remembered that phrase. He truly did not see that coming that day, or ever in that fact. Usually most people thought that he was terrible, a menace, and always kept their distance. But Megumi actually cared for him, what did he do to deserve this he wasn't sure.
Frankly saying though, that day he wasn't ready to love again. He recently confessed to Akira, but he knew that he was immediately turned down before he even needed to say it. There wasn't a chance for him at all with her, and he knew it.
But now, being confessed to by a singer that had touched his heart once, he tried to rethink his emotions. He mulled it over and over in his thought the night right after her confession. Pretty much losing half of his sleep that night, he knew that he didn't like Megumi back. He just knew that there wasn't any love affection going through him every time she popped into his mind. Yet then again, there wasn't any feeling of letting go either.
She appeared in his mind and stayed in his mind. There were no warm flushed feelings going through him, rapid heartbeat, or fantasies. But instead there was a thought, and that thought Yahiro couldn't put his finger on. As much as he kept thinking it over he wasn't sure exactly what that thought was. So he didn't push Megumi away and now five years later they are close friends.
Friends, Yahiro let out a small husky chuckle while thinking, who would have thought that out of all the people in the world he could've talked to it had to be this young brunette lady. How come it had to be Megumi that in the span of five years that he would still be connected to even after everyone went their ways and started lives of their own.
"Saiga-sama," a maid said (one of the temporary) coming into the room, "would you like more coffee?"
"Yes," Yahiro replied returning to his work, "and make sure it is bitter."
"Okay! Take a thirty minute break everyone!" the director shouted. People began to chatter and set things aside.
Megumi walked over to a stand and picked up a water bottle and drank from it. Very thirsty, Megumi thought. They were outside and the sun was beginning to set, but they were not done yet. It excited Megumi yet made her dazed at the same time; she couldn't believe that they were making a music video too. Her manager had said nothing about it until this very morning when she went into her office. Now she was outside and only about 1/3 of the shoot was finished. A break felt really nice to her.
"Oh! Gouda-san!" A female worker squealed, "I love your songs! I heard you are a guru at love and relationships, just like the experience your songs teach!"
Hiroshi chuckled and signed the paper that was offered to him by the worker. He replied, "No, I'm not that experienced, it is just the matters of the heart I'm very good with."
Megumi perked her ears up and glanced at Hiro-san. Was he actually that good? Megumi wearily started walking to him and kept throwing the question around in her head whether she should ask him or not about her problems. She didn't want to bother him, but then again…hearing from a guy like Hiro would've been a great chance to learn something.
"Yamamoto-san!" Hiro greeted cheerfully as he saw Megumi stumble to him slowly. "You did a very good job for your first music video shoot today!"
Megumi looked up and smiled nervously, "T-t-thank you Gouda-san! You did a very good job yourself today, I hope one day I can be just as good as you are in these things."
"Hiro-san," Hiro smiled and patted Megumi's back, "You may call me Hiro-san and video shoots? No you're a natural at them Megumi!"
"Oh, t-thank you," Megumi said.
Hiro smiled widely again and watched Megumi fidget. "Is there something wrong?" he asked nicely.
"U-uhm…" Megumi stuttered immensely and twiddled her fingers, "I have a problem…do you mind listening to it?"
"Sure of course, what is it?"
Megumi opened her mouth but nothing came out. She was very nervous to telling him her problems, what if he laughed at her?
She took out her magic board and nervously scribbled.
'You see, I have this friend who apparently has been very good friends with a male friend of hers for a long time. She likes him a lot, but he claims that he doesn't have any of the same emotions to return. What do you think she should do?' Megumi looked up with large brown orbs, full of nervousness and worry.
"Well, why does this friend still keep close to this guy? How come she hasn't moved on yet?" Hiroshi asked.
'Because she said he makes her feel special and sees something in her that others don't. He has a distant attitude though that makes people dislike him, so she can't stray away from him because she can't leave him alone. She feels that he needs someone besides him.'
"What does her friend do?"
'He is the heir and works in a large leading corporation.'
"Mm…hmm…and has her friend ever gone out with anyone else?"
'No,' Megumi replied using her board, 'he claims that he doesn't have any love feelings for anyone.'
"Do you know why is that?"
'Because…' Megumi started pondering, 'I believe it is because he is afraid to love again. A long time ago, while he was friends with her, he used to like someone else, but he was turned down. But that doesn't bother my friend too much, only sometimes she would wonder if he still thought about his old crush.' Megumi erased her board and rewrote another message after and looked up with large eyes again, 'Is it hopeless for my friend?'
Hiro-san listened intently and then laughed, "It sounds like to me that your friend's crush is just a timid guy. I don't think he knows his own feelings right now and that is why he hasn't pushed her away or gotten closer in all these years. He is probably just trying to keep everything at bay right now to prevent him from getting confused.
"Don't worry, there still is hope," Hiro-san smiled and gave a thumbs up to Megumi.
Megumi was surprised. Did it really seem so? Could she take Hiro-san's words and believe it herself. Was Yahiro really as timid as this love guru described to be?
"Do you really think so?" Megumi asked hopefully with tints of doubts in her voice.
Hiro-san looked behind Megumi and kept his eyes lingering there for a moment before he looked down at Megumi, "Well here if you really don't believe me, let me give you a charm that will definitely help you out."
Hiroshi bent over and with a swift movement he graced Megumi's cheek with a kiss.
"There, that should help you," Hiroshi smiled and patted Megumi on the head. Megumi blushed and looked up at him with large confused eyes, his charm was a kiss? "This will help you to get through with your problem Megumi-Chan, and if it doesn't work then you can always come back to talk to me and I'll be glad to listen and talk it out with you.
"Good luck to getting the heart of your beloved, he is a very lucky guy to have a sweet girl like you," Hiro-san smiled and said.
Megumi smiled brightly and nodded, "thank you for listening, I will try."
Work wasn't any better compared to the day before. Contracts here, contracts there, property managing, complaints to listen to, meetings to deal with, new market ideas to mull over. Yahiro-sama we have a problem! Saiga-sama what do you think? All this piled on work was getting Yahiro stressed out. By the end of the day, he knew there were going to be another stack of papers to go through again.
He felt slightly faint so he decided to take a break. A nice break that would be enjoyable for him so he could feel refreshed to get back to grueling work again.
On a whim he decided that he would go visit Yamamoto Megumi. Using his connections and the ability to do practically anything, he got the location of Megumi's workplace and asked his temporary chauffeur to drive him there.
He expected to see a short brunette singing somewhere and making notes fly through the air, but instead he came right at break time. Well more the reason to go find her now, Yahiro thought interestedly while walking around through equipment and sets, I should go congratulate her for getting her first music video done.
He walked around a large prop bush and saw Megumi's wavy hair, but his eyes immediately traveled to a pair of green eyes owned to a man that stood in front of Megumi. The green eyes lingered a moment glance at him and Yahiro's lavender ones looked back at him confused.
What did this guy want? Yahiro thought. His eyes instantly opened widely as he saw what the man do next. The man kissed Megumi on the cheek.
Very unexpected, Yahiro felt and continued to watch in slight shock at the rest of the miniature scene. He watched Megumi blush and smile back at the guy and felt an aura of happiness emit from her. Then he saw those green eyes look back at him again, they looked like they were challenging him to something.
Yahiro, without delay, turned on his heels and hurriedly walked straight back to the shining black car that was waiting for him.
What was that guy thinking? What was Megumi saying? Why was she using her voice with him? What were they all happy about? Thoughts ran through Yahiro's mind rapidly. A bunch of why's popped into his head and he kept turning them over and over in his mind.
That must have been her date…Yahiro thought exasperatedly. That must have been it. It was a good thing that I didn't interrupt it; Yahiro bitterly recalled as he re-watched the scene in his mind. She clearly said that she was going out on a date today. His mood was plummeting.
"Why am I getting bitter over this?" Yahiro grumbled to himself and leaned back into the leather seats of the luxurious limo. The car stopped and the chauffer opened the door. Yahiro stepped out and immediately returned back to doing his extensive amount of work. He didn't want to think about anything more on what he just witnessed. Emotions were not needed when it came to working and that is what he was going to do for the rest of the day, screw the break.
"Yahiro-sama," the maid said behind a very large shut door, "someone is here to see you."
Yahiro sat in his chair feeling perished and drained. Eight straight hours of work and he had not been able to sleep in days. For two nights in a row he had been staying up reviewing papers and going over plans. He was getting drowsy and caffeine was wearing off.
"Let whoever it is in," Yahiro replied back lazily.
The door opened and a flash of a cotton flower patterned dress entered into the door, and then curly brown hair was draped over the shoulders. Yahiro looked up and saw the female that was his friend.
"Megumi?" Yahiro wearily asked, only mildly surprised at the late visit, it was probably already one in the morning. "It's late what are you doing here?"
'I came to visit you' Megumi smiled and walked closer to the desk. There was a large distance between his desk and the door. It was a very spacey private office.
'Have you eaten yet?' Megumi questioned, examining all the massive piles that was around Yahiro's desk.
"I ate a little," Yahiro said and clattered away on his laptop.
Megumi looked around and frowned, "It is kind of dark here."
"I like working in the dark," Yahiro made a bad joke, "because I'm an evil villain."
'Oh really' Megumi had on her board. She asked another question as she walked over to Yahiro. "How is work going?"
"Great," Yahiro replied sarcastically and turned around to face Megumi, "Just a few more endless nights and I think I can clear all this up by the end."
Megumi stared widely and observed at Yahiro's eyes, "You have really huge bags under your eyes!" She giggled, "You look like one of Ryuu's old raccoons."
"Shut up," Yahiro scowled tiredly and stood up to walk around, he wasn't very up to in the mood to make teasing comments back, but then again it didn't hurt to still try, "well at least I don't look like a small cotton ball like you." Well his teasing comment could've sucked more.
"You haven't slept in a long time haven't you?" Megumi asked.
"Not for three days, and I couldn't sleep anyways with all this stuff to deal with still," Yahiro grumbled and looked at his cup to see if there was any more coffee. I'm going to need more, he thought moodily.
"How about a nap then?" Megumi said and plopped down on a large green sofa, "I don't think it will hurt to take a short nap."
"I don't think I can't fall asleep that fast…." Yahiro said.
Megumi smiled and patted to the empty spot next to her, "I can sing a song to help you sleep Yahiro, just like all the other times I've done it."
Yahiro looked at her and this time felt a bit hesitant. Before during the same kind of nights when he had trouble sleeping, Megumi would offer to sing him a lullaby to help him go to sleep. Or there would be times when she would sing him a song to help him relax and sit back for a bit without needing to think so much. He knew that she was doing it out of worry and wanted nothing more than to keep him in good health, and he always complied with her offer. If he didn't comply, then she would have a fit and start threatening him with using her deadly voice. But this time he felt a tiny surge of a nervous feeling.
"You've already used your voice enough for today Megumi," Yahiro wearily said.
"It's okay, I don't mind singing a lullaby for you," Megumi softly replied, "It doesn't take too much voice to sing one too."
Yahiro slowly made his way to the sofa and lied down. He was feeling a bit anxious for the first time in all the times that he had taken a nap.
"Yahiro, when people nap, they close their eyes," Megumi said.
Yahiro rolled his eyes and shut them, "Yes Granny Megumi." He smirked.
Megumi was tempted to pinch Yahiro's face since it was so close and on her lap, for him being his annoying self, but she pushed it aside and began to sing.
After a few seconds of listening Yahiro, with his eyes closed, said, "Isn't this the song that you sang to me at that park?"
Megumi stopped for a second and blinked, "Yes, I made it into a lullaby. Do you want something different?"
Yahiro smiled and relaxed his shoulders, "No, I like it you can continue."
A few more versus and Megumi started humming a bit, she noticed that Yahiro's head was getting heavier and she could hear his breath getting slower and deeper. With one hand she started stroking Yahiro's lavender hair, so soft, she thought and smiled.
Yahiro opened his eyes again and tried to feign sleep for a moment, "Megumi…"
"Oh, you're awake still?" Megumi replied quickly and reeled her hand back from touching his hair.
"There is another party tomorrow," Yahiro mumbled only audible enough for Megumi to hear, "can you go with me?"
"…Yahiro," Megumi asked softly after a few moments of hesitation, "why don't you have a girlfriend yet?"
Yahiro rested on her lap quietly. It was because he didn't have any love affections right? He wasn't in love with anyone and that was it. Though, he felt a little doubtful of his own words this time, and for some odd reason he couldn't bring himself to say them.
"Do you like that singer?" Yahiro asked back, his lavender eyes looking at Megumi.
Megumi gazed back, a little bit surprised, why did Yahiro want to know? He wanted to make fun of her didn't he? How stupid, Megumi thought, he out of all people should of course already know that I still harbor feelings for him after all these years. But, Megumi smiled, he wasn't specific on the word like, so maybe I'll just change this a bit. It's not like he would care as much anyways, right?
"Maybe," Megumi replied simply and waited for a response.
Yahiro kept staring at her and Megumi looked down, "Why do you keep looking at me?"
"I can see up your nose," Yahiro said and smiled tauntingly.
This time Megumi went for the pinch and she huffed, "Go back to sleep you brat! I'll go to your party."
She resumed humming and ignored everything else that she was prepared to hear coming out of his mouth.
Yahiro chuckled and closed his eyes again. Slowly though, his smile faded and it was replaced with a tiny worried frown. Megumi noticed it, and she once again started stroking the soft hair of the young sleeping heir. He smiled again and shifted in his sleep.
Strange guy, Megumi lightly thought.
A/N – Not too shabby?? Hope you enjoyed this chapter! Sorry it took me awhile ;__;, I got caught up by drawing. I'm working on the next chapter now, hee hee.