Chapter 4
In a park on a sunny afternoon, children played and laughed to their hearts content. So carefree, so innocent and oblivious to this troubled world.
A lone woman sat on one the park's lone benches. Long caramel hair fell to her waist while her brown overcoat hid her white blouse and white shirt. She sniffled and lowered her eyes to her black ankle high boots.
She was in anguish. Her heart had been shattered.
I... I was the one who seduced him, She thought, I, Kamijou Hitomi, love a man- who in turn, loves another man.
She cringed violently when the thought of what happened a few hour ago popped up.
Since she was a woman, Hitomi had to let Akihiko enter her anally. She kissed him deeply and bit her bottom lip because of the pain of being entered. It was worth it though, maybe if they were intimate, he would finally realize her feelings for him.
Hitomi loved his hands. So cold and smooth from lack of working even an hour of manual labor in his life. They cupped her face and they were freezing, but they just felt so right against her skin.
Each with our own unrequited love. Akihiko, I love you. I love you!
He thrusted up into her and Hitomi whined in pain.
"Nnn...Taka...Hiro!," The man panted out as he climaxed.
At that moment, she knew that her love would never be returned. Not the way she wanted it to be.
Hitomi tucked her knees under her chin and wrapped her arms around them, I thought if I gave myself to him, he would finally see how exactly I feel for him.
She felt the tears she had been holding back finally slip down her flushed cheeks. unbeknownst to her, a small rocket shaped object began to fall from the sky, accelerating every second. All of a sudden, it made its landing right in front of her. So close, in fact, that she felt it blow her hair back.
She screamed and fell back from the bench, "WHAT THE HELL?!"
The object that crashed was a makeshift rocket and it was sizzling. Just then a figure came running from the bushes. Hitomi quickly stood up and dusted herself off. The figure was a man with black hair and blue eyes, a broad chest and impossibly tall. Their eyes met and the woman assumed that it was because she was still crying. She rubbed her eyes dry, only to have her hand grabbed by the large man.
"Nice to meet you. I'm Kusama Nowaki." He introduced himself.
Hitomi did not have time to respond because almost immediately she was dragged from the bench, "Hey!" She struggled, but the man still held on tight "Let go of me! ARE YOU LISTENING?!"
Apparently not.
"HEY!"
The man -Nowaki- dragged the girl to a group of older gentlemen who were sitting around drinking and laughing. One man looked up and smiled,
"Ah, Waachan. Did you find the rocket?"
Nowaki held up the cylinder rocket,"Yes."
They then noticed the fuming Hitomi.
"Oh, a new face?"
"She's very beautiful."
"Welcome! Welcome!"
The woman was led to the men. One even gave her a drink.
"Here's a welcoming present for the new friend," a man with glasses announced.
Hitomi was still confused at what just happened, "No, actually I-"
Nowaki gently placed his large hand on her hair and softly tousled it. Looking deep into her eyes, he said "It's all right."
She let a small gasp escape her.
The two stared at each other until a voice called out to the man, " Waachan! Come here! This time we'll make it go up for sure."
"Coming!"
As he turned to leave, he made a quick glance towards Hitomi and went off.
This left the woman alone with her thoughts, The feeling of his touch, it's the same as that person.
She blushed and cracked open the drink for a quick gulp, Was that a real feeling? Shit, this shouldn't be happening.
"So little lady, your name's Hitomi?"
"You go to Teito university? You must be a genius!"
For some unknown reason, Hitomi found herself having a few drinks with a group of people she didn't even know and on top of that, she ended up telling them about herself.
"Hahaha, today Yama-san wanted to fulfill his dream of being an astronaut, so Waachan invited him to 'play rockets'," One man explained.
The other man who wore glasses remarked, "All of us are good friends because of Waachan."
Hitomi could practically see flowers of carefreeness around the men. One of the men suddenly pulled out a small card and held it out to her.
"Here's my business card, do what you please with it."
This gesture encouraged the others to do so.
They must be old guys laid off because of this bad economy, She thought to herself, until she looked at them. President... President... PRESIDENT?!
Who the hell are these people?!
Hitomi was still stupefied until she once again heard one of the men talk, "Waachan's childhood is pretty complex..."
It made her curious enough to keep listening. She learned that not long after he was born, Nowaki was abandoned in front of an orphanage. He was apparently named 'Nowaki' because there was typhoon that day. After middle school, he went straight to work. And since he didn't earn much, Nowaki would donate to the orphanage to help the children there in need.
"Children like him deserve happiness."
This only made Hitomi somewhat more depressed than she already was, "...Yeah... He is amazing."
This has nothing to do with me, She took a sip of the drink she was given.
... I want to be happy too...
"What do you want?"
An irate Hitomi turned her head to see the kid from before, Nowaki.
He spoke calmly, "I was worried about you. You were crying so sadly just now."
A wide blush appeared on the woman's cheeks, "It has nothing to do with you!"
She stomped away, her heels threatening to break from the constant pressure (Hitomi loses a lot of heels that way). The boy simply followed her around like a lost puppy in need of a home.
"So you're a university student at Tieto?" He asked, even though he heard it from his friends, "Can you tutor me?"
"Why me?"
"I wish to go to a university for social work, but since I left school, I have to take the high school proficiency exam."
Hitomi shoved her hands in her coat pockets,"Sorry kid, I have to write my senior thesis. I don't have the time."
"Then whenever you can."
Stubborn brat.
"No! Find someone else to tutor you!"
Nowaki responded by gently but firmly grabbing the woman's wrist, effectively turning her around to face him.
I only want you, Kamijou-chan."
Her eye's widened but still, Hitomi resisted ,"Let go of me! And don't call me Kamijou-chan! It's Kamijou-sama to you! You don't even know me!"
She tried to break from the boy but he was strong, although she had managed to walk up the steps of her apartment building. She took all those years of Kendo just to never have a chance to use the skills in the future. Well, I could, she thought, but that would be really bitchy.
"Please," He begged.
Hitomi fished out her key, "You're a pest, you know that!?"
She shoved the key in in key hole but Nowaki still refused to let go, "I want to work hard and study."
"DON'T MESS WITH ME, I'M GONNA GET REALLY ANGRY!"
Despite the threat, Nowaki managed to keep a level head, "Go right ahead."
Hitomi semi-blushed but finally managed to yank free from the boy and slammed the door in his face.
What the heck! What's with that kid?
The woman leaned back against the door, sighing until she remembered a tiny detail.
"MY KEY!"
With brute strength, Hitomi yanked the door back open, "HEY GIVE ME BACK MY KEY!"
Nowaki was gone, along with her key.
HE TOOK IT...
"THIS SUCKS!"
NOT ONLY DID I GET MY HEART BROKEN, I LISTENED TO OLD GEEZERS TALK AND HAD SOME RANDOM KID STEAL MY KEY!
With her anger still ablaze, Hitomi slammed the door close and stalked angrily through the hall to her small room. She grumbled and clenched her fists and threw herself face down onto her bed.
I'M GOING TO BED, THIS DAY WAS TOO FUCKED UP!