Thee unexpected
Haruhi grumbled, stalking into her and Hikaru's bedroom, irritated when she didn't know why, which made her even more irritated.
She had a long day at work, from annoying co-workers, to husbands not knowing when to leave things alone. She didn't need him getting all overly possessive just because he was jealous about her work. Even after all this time he was still as childish and immature.
He was just worried about her though; Makes sense, after what happened back then, but what were the chances of it happening again? not to mention that her new office was much more superior than her formal law firm.
He had no reason to act like that, besides, what did he think when she told him that she went to her clients house? did he honestly think she'd cheat or something? talk about no trust.
Walking to her desk, she slowly buttoned her top blouse looking in the large mirror that was connected to the wood, Looking at her hair she pulled out her pigtail, adjusting it so it was over her shoulders comfortably.
She sighed heavily, hearing her kids yelling about something, and was about to go down and see what they were doing, when she realized she still had half her work clothes on.
Haruhi twitched, switching her bottoms out for her more practical, skin fitting yoga pants, and pulled a loose light, casual blue shirt over her head. Kicking off her flats and slipped into the first pair of flip-flops that she saw.
After adjusting herself, she heard everything quiet down, so promptly threw herself on the bed.
Maybe she didn't need to get all pissed off at him. She didn't like arguing, but she couldn't help it, when she would shout, Hikaru would shout, and that would lead to more shouting. Can't be fixed.
He shouldn't just to jump to conclusions all the time though, a bruise doesn't mean the end of the world, it was so tiny that you wouldn't be able to see it unless you knew what you were looking for anyway, damn Tamaki being all observative all the time.
Haruhi laid on her back, her feet kicking slightly off the edge, contemplating on going down stairs, since she needed to cook dinner, she tried working up the energy to sit up again, but the bed felt so nice under her that she just couldn't manage it.
She sighed again, sticking her elbow under her head as she turned on her side, being so physically exhausted she felt like she cold just fall asleep right there. She had ben so caught up in her work, and her current case that she hadn't ben getting the best of sleep.
With the cloud like fluffiness eating her from underneath, Haruhi let out a long stream of breath from her mouth, lowering her eyes slightly as she looked at the plain white wall, so at peace she didn't hear the foot steps near the door.
And while she felt so comfy, she ignored the sound of the door opening, closing her eyes, just for a minute before she would be called down stairs to cook. To feed a bunch of hungry kids before they'd start on an angry rampage.
Silently, the door creaked open, with an auburn haired man standing there, slightly annoyed, but it was obvious that he was trying to hide his irritation.
Hikaru's upper lip twitched upwards, not believing he was told off by his own kids that he should apologize for making mommy upset. He didn't understand that what he did could possibly be the main argument setter, but since when does anyone listen to him?
Standing in the doorway, he noticed his wife happily stretched out at the foot of their bed, looking incredibly comfy as she laid there, being undisturbed by the door blowing shut.
He sighed lightly, stepping into the room quietly, trying to be unnoticed as he creeped across the floor.
Then, bored with all his sneaking around apparently, he stretched out his arms, tossing himself on to the bed carelessly with a huge burst of air escaping his mouth.
The only thing he could think of was to throw himself there.
Haruhi blinked, feeling weight weigh down the bed behind her, and with the noises coming from the figure laying there, she automatically knew who it was, and just continued to ignore it.
Hikaru glared at the ceiling, folding his arms under his head for a pillow, puckering his lips irritably as he didn't know what to say, knowing that she was awake, due to the awkward way she was fidgeting.
Narrowing his brow, he sighed dramatically, instantly irritated with the annoying silence that was doing nothing for his already irritated self. He turned on his side, glaring even more annoyingly at the back of his wife's head.
"I know you're awake," he blurted out suddenly, prodding her shoulder with his finger. "Don't act asleep."
Haruhi grunted, wiggling her shoulders as he promptly jabbed her slightly. "I never said I was," she grumbled out before she could stop herself. "Do you need something?"
Hikaru pouted at her reply, rolling his eyes. "What's gotten into you? you've ben so aggravated lately, you're not usually angered easily."
"You're the one always jumping to conclusions all the time," she muttered, glaring at the head board as she chose not to look at him. "That look on your face, looking at me like I committed some offensive crime when I told you I was at some mans house, what did you think I was doing?"
He scrunched up his face again and scowled. "Well jeez, what would you think if I told you I away at some strange woman's house?"
"...Did you think I would do something with him?"
"Don't twist my words around like that, that's just rude."
Apparently people felt like doing that a lot today.
Haruhi sighed laying her cheek on the pillow she propped herself on, lowering her eyes again as she almost looked sad, or disappointed. "It just sounded like that, I got irritated because I thought you thought I'd do that I-"
"I didn't think that," Hikaru replied instantly, not even letting her finish. "Not for a second, a little offended that you thought I would think that though."
She was silent a moment, not really sure what to say anymore to that as she rolled on to her back blinking at the ceiling. "I know, I got upset for no reason, I had a long day and I took it out on you, sorry."
He snickered lightly, propping himself on his elbow. Looking at her as he played with a little piece of her hair that was lingering by his head. "Wasn't exactly the apology I was looking for, but I guess if that's all you can come up with."
"You're lucky I even gave you one at all," Haruhi snorted, sitting up in a swishing movement, sitting cross-legged, deciding to just get up already, with Hikaru there's no rest, day or night. "Do you have something you want to say?"
"What? I'm sorry for worrying about you when you come home with a bruise after going to someone's house owned by whom I never met?"
"...That didn't sound as meaningful as mind did, but I suppose I could make it work."
"Fine, do you want me to try again?"
"I don't think your brain would be able to handle more words sophisticated than that."
"Actions speak louder than words darling," he pointed out mischievously, smirking as he sat up with her, laying his lips down on her cheek lightly, slowly moving to her own lips, tangling his fingers in her hair behind her ears. "Words are for sissy's, and people like Kaoru."
Haruhi tried to scowl, pressing her hands on his chest to shove him away, but as if she suddenly lost strength in her arms, she didn't press hard enough to even drop a hint. "Hikaru, can't you wait till later? I have dinner to make, and I have to clean the kids room, they tried building a bomb in there."
"I have the maids cooking dinner," Hikaru replied between their lips, pulling away just to go lower down to her neck. "Me and Kaoru never cleaned our room, that's just part of the luxury of being rich."
"Well quit trying to take my shirt off."
"But why? its hideous, you'd look better without it."
"Well no one asked you, there's a bunch of kids wondering where their parents went, do you want to explain something like this to them yet?"
"That's okay, I locked the door."
Haruhi squeaked out, suddenly being thrown on the bed on her back, hands secretly trailing up her sides under her shirt, but stayed at a reasonable distance to anything. "You get turned on at the weirdest of times, you know that?"
Hikaru chuckled, nibbling innocently at her skin, sure to himself that he was leaving little marks, but decided not to mention them, it would be funny hearing comments from people at Haruhi's office later. "Its kind of hard to do this with you talking."
"Than don't do it," Haruhi let out a half suppressed giggle as she kinked her neck, feeling his fingers trace over her sensitive spot on her side near her ribs. "Quit trying to take my clothes off, or I'll take your clothes off."
"Eh, go ahead, I don't mind."
"Ugh, that sounded a lot more effective in my head."
He smirked evilly, giving wet kisses down her collarbone, raising her shirt a little more so her stomach showed. And secretly, Haruhi didn't know how, but somehow his hoodie came off, it's a wonder how it did, since he was using his hands for something else. "Stop trying to fight it, I see you trying to touch me."
"I'm trying to get you off of me." She tried to assure.
"No you're not," Hikaru insisted, trying to contain his laughter as he gave open mouth kiss on her shoulder. "You're the one trying to take my pants off."
"No I'm not."
"Oh... guess that's me than."
Haruhi sighed, wiggling under his weight, grabbing his cheeks with her hands, stopping him from doing anything else. "If you're going to kiss me do it right." She scolded, catching him off guard as she smashed her lips to his again, bringing him closer.
With his eyes wide, Hikaru twitched, slightly alarmed by her sudden desire for him, but quickly shrugged it off, returning the fierce kiss, wrapping his hand behind her head. Peaking his eye open just a little to look at the alarm clock on the dresser. "I think someone's at your office is being a bad influence on you, you've never ben this dirty."
"You started it," She snickered, pulling her mouth away, causing Hikaru to give off a disappointed scowl. Then turned her head as she was sure she heard something behind them outside the door. And while she wasn't looking, god only knows how Hikaru managed to slip her shirt off without her noticing. "Hikaru, what are you-!?"
"You look adorable without that hideous thing Haru, shall I get rid of those ugly pants too~?"
"No, no, no," Haruhi scolded, covering her chest with her arms, being in just her pants and bra, looking where he had thrown her shirt. "Get up, give me back my shirt you crazy behemoth."
She squeaked again, having his arms wrap around her waist, pulling her back down playfully, with her body falling on top of his. Ignoring the door making sounds, Haruhi sighed, sitting up, ending up sitting on his lay.
"Hmm, I could get used to this," Hikaru muttered sexily, looking intensely at the view before him. Making Haruhi blush even more. "Haruhi you're so toned, do you work out at your office?"
Haruhi scowled, leaning down to pick herself off him, but just as she did. She noticed three little heads poking out the side around the corner of the door frame. Big wide eyes peaking up form the edge of the bed.
Looks like the door wasn't locked after all.
"Ew, daddy why are you taking off mommy's clothes?" Keito said in disgust, his right eye twitching in confusion.
Haruhi gasped out, covering her upper half with the closest thing she could find, which was unfortunately just a pillow. "Eek, what are you-... eh... Hikaru, I thought you locked the door."
Hikaru sighed. Narrowing his eyes as he knew his children were behind him. "I did... I don't know how they got in."
"With this," Hayato spoke up, holding a credit card he retrieved from his fathers wallet the was left down stairs. "Daddy why are you holding mommy like that?"
"Daddy was just assisting mommy change!" Haruhi explained, flustered to the bone from being caught almost half-naked in front of her kids.
"Naw, Mommy was just giving daddy a show," Hikaru laughed, seconds before being jabbed in the arm by his wife's elbow. "...Ow."
"Mommy's all red," Hanako pointed out, blinking her brown eyes curiously towards her brothers. "Dose that mean she's embarrassed?"
"I don't know," Hayato guessed, looking towards his brothers and gave a nod of approval. "Did you get it Keito?"
-Snap-
"Now I did," Keito said, his face emotionless, holding the camera he pulled out of his sweater, showing his older identical brother. "We have a whole collection now."
Haruhi blushed even darker as she realized her children just took a pic of them, in the most awkward situation they had yet. And quickly threw herself off Hikaru, finding her shirt randomly thrown at the foot of the bed. "Ah, d-don't take pictures of us like this, where did you even get a camera?!"
Hanako blinked, emotion clear from her face as she looked towards her mother. "Uncle Kao gave it to us."
Keito looked back at her, straightening his face. "He told us not to tell anyone, Hana."
Hayato shook his head, grabbing the camera from his brother, looking back at his parents who were still on the bed, looking flustered and confused. Then promptly took another picture. "Taking pictures are boring, wonder why he did it."
The other two shrugged.
Hikaru was still silent, amused by what just happened as he watched the kids look at each other and walk away. His lips quivered as he tried to keep in a laugh, looking at his wife's embarrassed expression. "Hehe, well that was awkward."
"...I'm going to kill your brother."
"I'm pretty sure you're sole purpose is to kill me."
"Quit being such a baby, ya only fell three feet."
Kaoru snickered, rubbing his hip bone again as he looked back towards where they came from, a couple of trees in his sight, one of which he had climbed, but failed miserably and instead fell after his third attempt at grabbed the third branch. "Yeah well, you never told me you were part monkey."
Suzuki smirked, not bothering to muffle her snickering. "Well you're starting to gain a little there, being so lazy all the time, you need to get out more."
"No I'm not, I get enough of a work out just standing near you," Kaoru sighed, a drop of sweat trickling down the side of his head, sitting down on the grass. "If you would just hold still for a second, so full of energy, jeez."
"You're the one who wanted to come out here," She pouted, sticking out her tongue slightly, poking him in the ribs. "If you didn't want to come with me you should have just said so, I only asked."
"I know," Kaoru smiled, ruffling up her hair that was loose out of her long pony-tail. Looking at the many trees that surrounded them. "Why would I let you come all the way out here alone? there's a lot of scary people out and about."
Suzuki rolled her eyes, flinging a piece of her blond bangs away from her face. "Yeah whatever, what would you do if one of those, so-called 'scary people' walked up to us now? you're such a big wimp you wouldn't be able to do anything anyway."
Kaoru scowled harmlessly, puckering his lips, stretching his legs out on the grass, going into a silent sulk. "Wimp? you're just getting that logic from my brother, and he only says that because of that one time in college my eyes started watering when watching some chick-flick, not once have I ever ben put in a situation that I would have to test if I'm a wimp or not, so... yeah."
"You bruise like a freaking peach, that's one reason." She pointed out, looking to her left towards the exit of the park they were at. Looking at the clouds that were ever so slowly turning a light grey as they sky darkened.
They were currently at an abandoned dog park, with Sparta running off somewhere unknown, the weeds were over grown, and climbed up the trunks of the surrounding trees, the small pound-like lake was a slight greenish color with several weeds and plants growing over the surface, surrounded my large mud puddles, and the small swing-set camouflaged into the out-of-control brush.
"It almost smells like fresh picked lettuce out here," Kaoru huffed after being silent for the longest time. Looking up towards the sky as he thought about the thing in his pocket. "Do you think it'll rain?"
"No," she answered instantly, looking up where he was, noticing the clouds slowly loosing their shape as they spread apart into long streams of white. "I still have to stop by the pharmacy, so it better not."
"What do you need to stop at the pharmacy for?"
"...It's a commoners thing."
"Ah."
Suzuki instantly silenced herself, looking down at the ground they were sitting on, with Kaoru's head laying comfortably on her lap. She tugging lightly on a piece of his orange hair, looking up at a cloud the was slowly dissolving into the grayish toned heavens.
Then, looking towards Sparta who was sticking his nose into the bush, she was about to open her mouth and say something after putting much thought into her words, but as time would have it. The giant white dog hurriedly pulled himself away and started pouting loudly.
Kaoru blinked raising his head as Suzuki started fidgeting, letting her get up when he let her, watching her scramble up off the grassy surface, dusting little shards of grass off her cut off jean shorts.
It's a wonder why he still let her un around in plaid shirts and cut off jeans, considering being a famous fashion designer an all...
He noticed the changed in her attitude, with her eyes lowered, her bangs covering part of her face, and was about to ask about it when she hurriedly started looking around, as if she read his mind and knew that he was about to ask something.
"Ah, Sparta," she exclaimed suddenly, jumping slightly when she heard her dog whine dramatically, and quickly trotted over to where the dog was sitting down on the ground, pawing at his face. "You retard I told you not to mess with those."
Looking over at her, kneeling down next to Sparta, Kaoru sighed, standing up straight, dusting off his expensive, Hitachiin brand outfit, with him practically being a walking Barbie doll for his own company. "Eh, what happened to him? what did he do?"
Suzuki turned her head, looking back towards him, watching him walk up behind her. "Nothing, he was just playing in the pricker bushes, now he's covered in them."
Kaoru tried to contain a laugh, looking at the poor dog covered in small green balls with thorns, some around his sides, stuck in his think coat of hair, with a few sticking into his face, tangled in his hair above his eyes.
He was trying to lick the one caught on his lip, but as he was doing that, Kaoru tugged it off, causing Sparta to growl and almost bite him.
"I'm helping you," Kaoru sighed, pulling away his hand the dog almost took off, his lungs twitching uncontrollably with laughter. Before he busted out laughing. "Hehe, he-...he's got one stuck on his head, he looks like a crab!"
Suzuki snickered, pressing her lips firmly together so not to laugh with him at her dog whom she would feel guilty for laughing at. "Quit, help me get them off him."
He held his hand over Sparta's mouth, making sure he wouldn't try bite him again as he hurriedly tugged off the spiked green ball off his forehead, tossing to into the bushing, as Suzuki pulled one off his side, ripping out a few strands of his hair. "You know, this is really bothersome, does this happen often?"
"No." Was all the girl muttered, narrowing her eyes as Sparta twitched in pain after she pulled another one off.
Kaoru nodded, rubbing the dog's neck comfortingly as he tried wiggling away from them, making loud whining sounds even with his mouth being held tightly. But even if he was supposed to be pulling them off, all Kaoru was looking at was Suzuki, and thinking about what he had caged up in his pocket.
After pulling ten or so more off the poor canine, Suzuki sighed heavily, slumping herself down lazily on one of the swings seats, not caring about the fact the dog shaked violently, running off towards the trees, rolling in the dirt.
Kaoru watched Sparta trot away, standing up from kneeling down, and sat himself down on the swing next to his girlfriend. Looking at her hair that swished back and forth as she moved just slightly with her feet still on the ground.
He had no idea what to talk about as they just sat there silently, looking off in the distance, with his car sitting in the weeded parking lot, thinking when they would go home, since it was getting darker and darker by all the time they killed just sitting there doing nothing.
Sticking his hands in his pocket, blushing slightly when his fingers brushed up against velvet, so he quickly pulled his hand away.
He also had the sudden urge to run to his brother and hold his hand.
Hikaru's was right, this is hard.
Kaoru blinked, feeling his lips twitch upwards uncontrollably as he remembered all the times he would find his ex girlfriend, Kazumi on the swing set in college. He was surprised he was actually remembering it; it was so long ago... And why did he feel something weird yank at his heart?
He wasn't sad or depressed about her anymore, he hadn't seen her ever since that time in Greece, and had no more photo's of her, who knew what she looked like now, she could have dyed her hair pink or had a face lift or... Or something.
He shook his head, looking back at his current girlfriend again, biting his lips as he thought about how cute she looked, with her hair freshly pulled out of her braid she had it in just moments before.
Suzuki closed her eyes, blinking them a few times before looking towards her boyfriend, noticing his weird, slightly uncertain expression on his face. Then scrunched up her face. "What?"
Kaoru inhaled sharply, as if her sudden outburst was what triggered him out of his trance. "Huh?... oh nothing, I was just remembering something."
"About what? you look like you're undressing me with your eyes."
He scowled, insulted slightly by her words but let it slid as he instantly corrected her. "No, I've only ever thought of you naked when we went to the beach that one time... when I accidentally walked in on you changing... Besides it has nothing to do with you anyway."
She snickered, rolling her eyes as she turned her head away from him. "Alright than."
Kaoru mentally smacked himself upside the head, cursing at himself harshly, wonder why had said it like that and why he sounded a lot like Hikaru. "Err...That came out wrong, I didn't mean it like that."
"I know, that's why I ignored it."
He sighed silently, gripping the rusty chains to the swing, leaning back, with his bangs falling backwards. "I was just thinking about my ex girlfriend, Kazumi, we use to sit on the swing at our university, I don't know why... I just remembered her all of a sudden."
"...Probably because we're on a swing set?"
"R-right... That would make sense."
Suzuki blinked, her mouth straightened into a line as he started talking about his ex girlfriend, smiling at some topics. She tried to act interested but she just kept trying to ignore him, waiting for him to say something that would help her change the subject.
She felt insanely guilty for this, but she was getting slightly irritated with the way he was going on the way he was about the girl he called his ex girlfriend.
Clenching the metal chains with her hands, she swallowed down her words she almost let slip through her lips that would be highly offensive, her mouth twitching with aggravation. Kazumi this, Kazumi that... What was so special about her?
"Didn't she break up with you over the phone?"
Kaoru stopped, quickly turning his head towards the girl sitting next to him, noticing the slight annoyance in her voice as she looked down towards the ground, her seat came to a complete stop of its rhythmic small swishes.
He blinked, smiling slightly, not knowing what she could be upset about. "Yeah, but it wasn't all her, I freaked her out, I was moving too fast, she didn't want a seriously relationship after only dating for a few months... We've known each other for almost five years before we even started going out though."
"..."
"She was nice about it though," he laughed, leaning back, looking at the moon up in the sky, at the same time the sun was. "She said please not to call her."
"...Apparently you thought that she was so nice about it, you felt the need to tell me about it five times," She reminded him, her voice low and full of irritation. "Do you still wish she didn't break up with you?"
The young Hitachiin was silent, blinking his bright confused eyes at her when he didn't quite catch the drift. "Uh... well a long time ago I did, but I've gotten over it... besides, you're way cuter anyway~"
"Humph."
Kaoru raised his eyebrow, stopping his seat, wondering why she suddenly had this negative, quite attitude and narrowed his eyes, concerned. "Something wrong?"
"...No, sorry, I was just... Thinking."
"Funny how that happens, huh?" he snickered, breathing lightly through his nose, sticking his hand in his pocket again, determined this time as he looked back at her. "...Suzuki?"
"What?"
"Do you love me?"
"...I don't know right now."
"Eh..."
Kaoru almost let his mouth drop as he wasn't expecting that kind of response from her, gripping the small box he had hidden in his shirt. HIs eye twitching in concentration, thinking what to say next, as the situation suddenly felt extremely awkward.
"Uh... W-wha- what do you mean? like you're confused or-... or that you're..." He stuttered, worry filling him up so much that he couldn't think straight, causing him to realize another thing the same about him and his brother that reminded him that they were related...
They both seemed to be stupid, in some why shape or form.
Who knew?
"I mean... It's kind of an important question right now," he stated, biting his lip as his mouth stated moving, yet nothing was coming out. "...Please don't say you don't, I don't think I'd be able to handle that!"
Suzuki was silent again, flipping her hair over her shoulder, taking a deep breath, calming herself down before she said something she'd actually regret. But as she opened her mouth to saying something to answer his apparent, 'important' question. He interrupted her by standing up.
"Look." Kaoru exclaimed for no reason, shooting out of the seat of the swing, his face filled with determination that he thought it might crack. Pulling his hands out of his pocket with the box pressed up against his palm, throwing himself down on his knee in front of her.
"Suzuki, will you marry me?"
She stopped, literally. With her eyes shooting wide open, looking up from the weed covered ground, looking at the man who was kneeling down in front of her. Watching him pop the lid off the box. A glistening silver ring coming out of hiding.
With three strands of silver braided up the side, and a single diamond in the silver on top.
"Wow..." she managed after just staring at it speechless. She glanced down at his face, his expression looking like he was really looking for an answer that would actually get them somewhere, but all she said was: "...That looks expensive."
Kaoru sighed, majorly sweat dropping as he fidgeted a little, casting a quick look at Sparta before looking up at her face again. "I uh, I don't know, don't remember how much it actually cost, I bought it for Kazumi but you know how that went down... it was just sitting there, so I thought..."
"...For Kazumi?"
"...Huh?"
"For Kazumi?" Suzuki repeated, straightening her face again just after she started feeling happy about it.
"Um..." Kaoru hesitated, not really sure what was happening anymore. "Yeah that's what I said, bit I-"
He tried to say something, but stopped himself when she stood up this time. He watched her expression, with it looking both half sad and annoyed.
She shook her head ever so slightly, so slightly someone a few steps away wouldn't even be able to tell that she was even shaking it at all. Raising her upper lip, never feeling so irritated with him before. Or so hurt by him before either. Then said something to him as she walked past him, not even thinking what it was what she was actually saying.
"Get off the ground Kaoru... you're getting your pants all dirty."
Completely devastated, Kaoru let out the small puff of air he was keeping in, looking at the formal spot where she was sitting, not knowing what it was that he said that caused her to walk off the way she did just then.
Suzuki tightened up her lips, wiping her left eye as she stepped on a small bushel of wide flowers, squashing them under her boot unintentionally. Walking off towards the direction of the small parking lot, with Kaoru's car being the only one there, being the only splash of unnatural color there.
But she walked past it, having no intentions on riding with the man home, knowing her way back just fine, and them only being in walking distance of town.
Kaoru's eyes twitched, his mouth gaped open slightly, slowly standing up straight, looking at the innocent ring that was sitting there in the black velvet box. He stared at it, wondering what it was that he did wrong.
His lips quivered in confusion, gulping down the wetness in his throat as he slammed the lip back down on the box, slipping it back into his pocket, going back a few minutes before in his mind, and what he had said that he probably shouldn't have when he was babbling on and on about Kazumi when they were on the swing set.
"Kazumi used to say that too."
"Yeah... And I remember the first time I took Kazumi to a commoners super market."
"She used to wear this cute little panda shirt..."
"I was pretty messed up for a while after she told me she was moving to America."
"...I bought it for Kazumi..."
Devastation and disbelief. Not believing that he actually done something son stupid, so stupid that it could equal up to something as stupid as the things Hikaru had done. And that's pretty stupid.
He hurriedly turned around, his hair swishing with his sudden movement, biting his bottom lip as he didn't bother to dust off his pants before starting off. "I didn't mean it like that." He said quietly, not intending for her to hear him anyway.
He shook his head, as if that would help everything rewind itself. He whirled around with his heel digging into the ground, stretching his arm out as if he was going to grab her, even if they were well enough away to have to shout at each other to hear one another.
So he ran after her.
"Suzuki, wait, that's not what I-!"
"What?!" Suzuki shouted, tears stinging the edges of her eyes, with her voice quivering. "Quit following me, I don't care what you-..."
-Beep!-
being rudely cut off by a loud, terrifyingly close car horn, her eyes widened, not realizing that she had walked into the street while she cursed his name under her breath. She turned half way around, hearing screeching brakes, not knowing what was happening until she couldn't do anything about it.
"Suzuki stop!, look out!"
