Chapter Four

Sojiro clenched his fists tightly that it was nearly drenched in sweat.

"Strength..." He kept murmuring

He was very tensed at the time. He never liked horror and he'd actually choose rated X stuff over these things but it was Yuki that made him stay. The movie smoothly came to its climax that's why he grew more frightened. Very afraid that he shrinked in his seat. Squeezing himself tighter as he closed his eyes. He heard people scream their awe but he came back to his normal shape when Yuki suddenly grasped his left arm. She didn't say anything but she was very terrified, he can see that in her face. She was, at that time, on her most vulnerable persona. He wanted to kiss her but he kept changing his mind considering her reaction if he'll do it.

Yuki opened her eyes. She felt horrible with the fact that she was clinging on his arm and desperately hoped that Akira didn't notice.

"Sorry." She whispered as she released his arm with care, still ashamed of her action.

The movie ended and the lights were opened at once.

"How do you feel, Sojiro?" Akira grinned as he fetched his coat, "Terrified yet?" He continued

"You really think I was the one?" Sojiro replied as he gave Yuki a single eye blink.

Getting outside was a big trouble. In addition to the small space, the girls crowded at the door as they repeatedly shouted their names. Well, again, in exception of hers. He knew she hated this so to end it, his arms made its way to her curved hips. After that, the girls suddenly stopped shouting and gave her a nasty look.

"Mimasaka-san, you don't have to do this. I can carry myself." She explained even she was totally blushing that her face looked tomato in pale crimson red.

"Aren't you tired of calling me like that?" He looked at her soft eyes, "Address me casually from now on." He proposed knowing it's going to be okay, she's not new anymore.

"Okay, Aki--ra." She wasn't so used to it.

"So, where shall we eat?" He asked her on a happy manner

"Uhmm, I can't think of a place. Decide for me, Nishikado-san." Yuki smiled at him. It's not bad to flirt at least once in your life, right?

"Uhh... want to go italian?" He suggested lively. He's actually planning on something.

"Bene!" Yuki replied (A/N Bene means Ok in Italian)

"Italian, Akira!" Yuki looked at him with a big smile

Yuki started walking as Akira put himself on her side.

"Hey! You knew I hate Italian!" Akira furiously looked at him

"It's just a repay." He smirked as he started walking.

When they were entering the restaurant, it was like they were actors in a film walking in the red carpet. Yuki was so ashamed of herself. After that, she headed for their table. She chose a place where a few would see them. There, the perfect place, a table for four with a center chair at the center beside the two chairs that were like benches. The table was leaning on the glass walls that revealed how busy place Tokyo is. There, in the middle, stood the highest building. The Domyoji Corp. Office.

"I wonder how's Tsukasa and Tsukushi now." Yuki sounded in great concern as she gazed to the building. She thought if they are in fights (which never didn't happen), if they are happy (it seemed most of the time), or they aren't together (Tsukasa would freak out).

"I heard he's planning a party for her." Sojiro replied as he looked on the menu

"But, she don't want parties, right?" She sounded quite confused. She knows Tsukasa knows this. It would be her 18th birthday next month, and since she was sixteen, she was always complaining, or actually explaining herself to Tsukasa he doesn't need to invite the most prominent sons and daughters of the richest organizations just for a party of a commoner. Tsukasa would just reason out that she belongs to that world now since she's his fiancee.

"You know, idiots..." Sojiro replied, Tsukasa has always been like that. Getting all things he wanted is really already a cliche.

"Akira, don't you like it here? You seemed to be taking time choosing." Yuki felt concerned about him.

"No, I like it here." He said as he gave Sojiro a ferocious eyes. "White pizza, please." He gently handed the menu to the waitress who was flirtatiously looking at the two of them.

"Hey, since when did you call him casually?" Sojiro pointed his finger to and from Yuki and Akira

"After we left the theatre, Why?" Yuki answered for them with confused face

"I--it's unfair! Call me that way too!" He demanded childishly

"Okay, Oyaji Sojiro!" Yuki and Akira laughed out

"Oi, I'm not an old man!" Sojiro replied, irritated

"Okay, okay. Don't be so angry, remember your high-blood." She gave a little pat on his shoulder, to comfort him.

Their orders were served at once. Yuki's enlarged at how sumptuous italian cuisine in the eyes. Sojiro and Akira smiled at her. While eating, they noticed Yuki was like Tsukushi while eating. They knew both how to enjoy the food. The two were very flattered and touched. They did some chit-chats and finished their food, then they headed out. They walked joyfully along the tiled floors of the mall, but a sight stopped their happy moments.

"Mizukawa Haruka?" Sojiro's eyes widened

"Eh?" Yuki blurted out of curiousity of the woman's identity

"She's his fiancee." Akira whispered

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Thanks for your reviews, your unending support. I'll update again next time! Have you heard of the korean version of Hana Yori Dango? I'm watching it now, it's great! But, If I'm allowed to criticize, nothing can ever beat Hanadan Japan in my heart. I'm watching it at =]