!~We Broke Up~!

Chapter 1: Reason

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"I agree. We should break up."

There was silence, Misaki looked at him and nodded. Takumi barely smiled.

"Great" she said, there were no tears, no heart shattering sounds, nothing. Takumi nodded.

"I'll move out as soon as I can find a new place." She said as she ate the last bite of her breakfast.

This is when Takumi lost it.

"Don't be ridiculous, where will you find a suitable place to live in London? Misaki? Do you know how crowded it is?" He demanded and Misaki stared at him.

It was her turn.

"Well? What do you expect me to do then?"

"Keep living here?"

"Did you just forget agreeing to breaking up with me?"

"That has nothing to do with this. I can't let you out like that, I told your mother that I would take care of you as long as you were in London and I intend to fulfil that promise regardless of our relationship falling apart."

Misaki dragged her palm down her face, "Here we go again! Well, my mother's not looking and you don't need to do that anymore!" His words were harsh and she couldn't help but feel that they were intentionally so.

"Why would I hide anything from your mother?"

"Just like you ignored the falling apart status of our relationship?"

"Why are you being so bitter?"

She laughed, "I'm being bitter? You jerk!" She spat, and walked away. Takumi held her wrist, "Our talk isn't finished, Misaki."

"I believe it is. You don't have a say in this, since our relationship has already 'fallen apart'!" She said as she picked up her bag and headed out, shrugging out of his hold. She slammed the door behind her and stomped her way out.

Pfft.

Asshole.

What did he just think of himself?

"Well at least you don't get to boss me around anymore." She said, mostly to herself as she stepped out of the mansion. Cedric was standing at the door with the keys to the car.

She was not going to use that fucking car. She ignored him and headed out to the front gates. Public transportation did not die out. Now that her boyfriend—scratch that, ex-boyfriend could not be overly possessive and stuff her in a car with a bodyguard anymore, she could manage just fine independently!

As Misaki struggled to maintain her balance while being stuffed into the local subway train, she thought of all the things she was not going to use that belonged to Takumi.

She will have to find a place to live first.

Since this was not Tokyo where she could just find a studio apartment or just live at a friend's, Misaki would have to go through an intense lookout for a decent place to live. Till then, she would try and manage and stay out of Takumi's way as much as possible!

She knew what time he came and left so she was going to make sure that she didn't come back that time.

Work was pathetic.

Of course, being a rookie meant getting all the shitty tasks that nobody wanted to do. Misaki struggled in the stupid heels that she wore, and tried her best to cope up with the unrealistic targets and expectations of the director. She sighed when she slid down her seat during lunch.

She was tired and hungry.

And she had forgotten lunch.

Getting lunch from the cafeteria meant diarrhoea, and going out along to eat was too pathetic and time consuming. So she settled for the office coffee. Misaki barely sat down with a Styrofoam cup of hot coffee when one lady stumbled into her, spilling the entire burning coffee on her blouse.

The lady apologised and Misaki barely nodded feebly as she went to the washroom to fix herself. She couldn't just yell at people, this wasn't high school.

As Misaki tried to wipe the coffee off her blouse she couldn't help but notice that her bra was visible because of the transparency…

It reminded her of the day Takumi had given her his own shirt when she got wet because of Shintani's idiocy. She still remembered the smell of Takumi in his shirt.

She couldn't get enough of that scent, she couldn't remove the scent from herself.

Until now.

The harsh reality brought her back to the present as Misaki looked at the situation before her.

Luckily, she had a scarf which she could tie to hide the stain.

What a great day.

Takumi was in a foul mood the moment he stepped out of his house. Everyone in the building knew, two didn't—so they got fired and found out later on.

"Cancel everything." He told his secretary and stood up from his chair.

"Sir, will you be attending the annual charity event?"

He did not reply, for he had already left.

When Takumi reached the mansion, Cedric was looking at him with sorrowful eyes. He ignored him and went inside, only to find Misaki in their shared bedroom putting her things in a cardboard box.

"I'm moving—"

He ran a hand through his hair,

"I'm moving to the guest bedroom downstairs."

He sighed away, he could work with that.

"Do whatever you want." He said as he loosened his tie.

"I wouldn't have it any other way." She said tauntingly as she picked up the large box and headed downstairs.

Takumi sighed as he slumped down on to the bed and stared at the ceiling. The bedroom looked almost empty as half of the things were gone. Misaki had even taken off their photo frames and placed them in another cardboard box near her vanity table.

So, the secretary spoke about a charity event, huh?

He got up from the bed and went inside the walk in closet, picking out something to wear. There was no need to whine and cry when you could just wine and dine.

He just wanted to stop himself from breaking everything, y'know?

So when he got downstairs and headed out, he saw Misaki arranging everything. "Takumi."

"What is it?" He looked back,

"I cannot be living under your roof for free, so I want to pay my share of the house rent."

Of course, she and her fucking pride.

"Can we talk about this later, I'm running late." He said and walked out.

"uh-okay."

It was all she could say as she saw Takumi's retrieving form. He was wearing formal clothes. Going for a meeting perhaps? She forgot to as him.

But she shouldn't ask him, ne?

Misaki sighed as she closed the bedroom door. She slumped down onto the bed as she welcomed the softness of the sheets. She could feel the wetness on her cheeks already.

Well, tears were bound to come anyway.

So she freely welcomed them.

At 3am, Misaki was rudely woken up. There was nobody in the mansion to open the fucking door for the high and mighty prince of the Raven Castle, Sir Takumi Walker, who couldn't let other people get a night's worth rest!

"What the fuck?" Misaki spat as she opened the door, Takumi laughed as he got inside, "Ah, they recruited a new maid I see?"

"It's been too many years for the maid jokes to be funny now." She said angrily.

"Once a maid, always a maid. Do you wanna take my jacket off like the obedient maid you are?"

He was drunk.

"Shut it, you jerk. Do you want me to kick your ass?"

"With what? Your rusty aikido skills?" He mocked her as he sat down lazily on the couch.

"Do you want to try me right now?" She said as she got ready to fight. "I'll wipe the floor with your face."

"Shhh…maids aren't supposed to argue with their masters."

"I said enough with the maid jokes!"

"Hm, feisty. Annoying."

"H-How dare you!"

If Cedric hadn't come in time, Misaki would have already reshaped Takumi's face. He merely laughed, "I wasn't going to be defeated by you, Ayuzawa."

"Oh yeah? Do you think you still got it?"

"I don't fight with girls."

"Are you looking down on me!?"

This continued until Cedric managed to drag Takumi to his bedroom upstairs. Misaki huffed angrily as she stomped towards her room. She turned around and looked once in the direction of the staircase, "And where the fuck were you this late in the night?"

"Were you worried?" Takumi's mocking voice echoed through and Misaki shouted in frustration. "I was stupid to ever worry about you! Now that I've gotten my senses back, you can kiss my ass goodbye!"

Cedric's sweat dropped.

This break up was going to take the maximum toll on him.

Oh the woes of an old butler!

Miss Kirei: I seriously don't know how it turned out. I'm just…speechless. Let me know.