Chapter 4
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"Tsukasa." Her heels clacked against the floor as she walked toward her son. His two friends released him and backed away with tails between their legs. An alpha dominance was immediately established. Eyes narrowed, lip pursed. "Did you have relations with this girl."
Tsukushi was taken back at her tone of voice. Cold-blooded. The voice that could command an army of soldiers and order them into war.
Before responding he glanced at Tsukushi then looked his mother in the eyes. "Yes."
There was a pause.
Kaede Doumyoji raised her hand against her son.
Tsukushi felt the sharp sting from only witnessing the slap.
"Disgraceful," she spat. Finished with him she turned her body to face Tsukushi but did not come closer. "To fall for a scheme like this. Are you even pregnant? If you are I doubt it is really my idiotic son's."
The words dealt their own blows with what they implied. Tsukushi couldn't find her voice. It was like it had been stolen from her.
"You are not the first piece of trash to make these allegations, and I doubt you will be the last as long as this family as it's fortune. I want this problem resolved quickly and for you to disappear forever. How much did you come for."
"How...much?" Aw, there was her voice at last. And the first thing to come out was a repetitive statement with a question mark at the end.
"I'll write the check now as long as you agree to leave this town and never speak of this again. And if you do, I will find out about it."
The threat was a promise.
Did she really think Tsukushi had said she was pregnant and had visited for blackmail money?
"I didn't come here for money," Tsukushi stated.
Kaede narrowed her eyes. "Let me make this clear. No whore will marry my son and tarnish the family name. It's the money or nothing."
Obvisouly this woman expected Tsukushi to fold her cards and take the moneysince she had called her supposed "bluff".
"I don't want your money. My intention was never about money." Tsukushi wanted to get that through this woman's thick skull.
With crossed arms Kaede asked, "Then what are you're intentions."
Tsukuhsi froze and tried to arrange her own thoughts. "I...I wanted to see what he was like." She didn't dare look at Tsukasa or his mother. Instead, she talked with her gaze lowered to the floor. " To ask him what he thought I should do since...since it's...part of him."
"If you still believe it is his, than the obvious choice is abortion. Neither one of you have the credentials to be parents."
Unconsciously, Tsukushi put a hand on her still flat stomache where there, in her own body was something that would grow even if it was just a seed now. She had final say in this argument.
"I was a virgin before I met him. And...I-"
"I will take responsibility."
The room spun to Tsukasa.
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His cheek glowed red from where his mother's hand had connected with the skin. The numbing pain was starting to go away.
"Be silent Tsukuasa." His mother ordered.
"No." He took long strides to stand next to the poorly dressed female named Tsukushi. "I'm going to take responsibility for my actions."
"This is no time for you to be a spoiled child and rebel against your mother. These are life changing decisions that have consequences," she replied firmly.
The look and words were supposed to quite him down. Make him run with his tail between his legs like a puppy.
Maybe he was just trying to rebel against his mother's wishes...
No, it was too late to turn back now. The words were out there and for now he would roll with it...and deal with the aftermath later. His pride was too big to admit defeat just yet.
"I'm serious." He crossed his arms. "She'll..." his eyes darted around, "She'll move in."
"Woah! Wait a minute now," the girl next to him blurted out.
"Dude what?" Soujiro spoke.
All eyes flashed back to the mistress of the house.
"You are willing to lose your inheritance and wealth over this court case waiting to happen?" His mother motioned her finger toward Tsukushi.
Shit...my inheritance? Tsukasa did a mental shake.
"Yes." A thought occurred to him. "What if this is my child? That means he would be my heir to the Doumyoji empire. Are you prepared to never see your grandchild or the family lineage prosper?"
There was a silence again with the stand off. A Doumyoji against a Doumyoji's. Mother against son. He could only hope she wouldn't call his bluff.
Kaede Doumyoji did something no one had expected. She smirked. But there was no happiness in the movement; it was mocking and vindictive.
"Fine."
"Fine?" Tsukasa repeated. He hadn't expected it to go that well.
Her face became stone again. "Then you are to get married immediately."
The words rang in his ears. The meaning suck into his skin.
Marriage.
What had Tsukasa done?
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What had he done?!
Everyone gaped at Kaede's response.
"Our name will not be tarnished by your impudence," Kaede continued. Then she'll stay here for the rest of her pregnancy and when the child is born we will have a maternity test done to see the truth in the matter."
Tsukasa seemed to be frozen to the spot. Trapped in his thoughts.
Meanwhile his mother changed targets. Tsukushi felt like a corned meal for a fierce predator.
"Your records will be kept shut to be kept hidden from the media. And of course you will have to sign a preen up." She started walking to the door.
"Take them both to separate rooms," she ordered the body guards standing by the door. "Have a retailer deliver their wedding collection. Then call Rioko here within ten minutes to decorate. I have some calls to make but I'll return for the reception."
With that the door slammed behind her. Tsukuhsi felt dizzy. Two body guards started escorting her up the stairs before she even realized.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?!" Tsukasa roared as six guards dragged him up the stairs. "Get the fuck off of me!" He struggled against them.
The stairs stopped at a platform before splitting into separate stair cases going left and right.
Tsukasa was taken left, and she right.
He continued to give them a hard time. Why wasn't she fighting back? Tsukushi should be furious right now! Try an escape from this house of horrors.
But Kaede Doumyoji's face filled her mind. the fear in thinking what that woman would do to her. Or her family... They had more power then she could even imagine.
Everything went by in a flash. She was brought into a huge bedroom and only a few minutes later did two females walked in the door followed by a parade of wedding dresses.
They smiled cheerfully and spoke lovely words of encouragement as they measured every part of her body. They dressed her in multiple gowns like she was their personal doll! Finally they gasped and turned her toward a three side mirror showing her front and sides.
"Don't you love? It fits you perfectly!" The blonde raved.
"What do you think?" the other curly blonde pushed for an answer.
Tsukushi looked at herself in the mirror. The dress was sleeveless but covered with white lace. It did hug her body well before pooling around her feet in more lace. It was open back but stopped at the gold colored bow tied in the back around her mid-section. It was very conservative with the straight cut on the chest then only the see through lace covering up the skin up to her collarbone.
"It's so beautiful..." It was almost like a fairytale. Tsukushi could never have imagined something so stunning being worn by her.
"The groom will be salivating when he see's you!" The curly blonde exclaimed.
The fairytale haze broken was replaced with the nightmare she was stuck. As quickly as it was put on it was ripped off her body.
The straight haired blonde woman then sat her down in front of a vanity mirror and worked on Tsukushi's make up and hair. Placing her hair up in a braided bun with diamond pins stuck in. Foundation slathered onto her skin with brush strokes of blush, mascara, and eye shadow.
The woman yelled, "Ta-daa!" when she was finished.
"So drop dead gorgeous," the curly blonde agreed. "I hope you don't believe in the traditional "Something new, something blue, and something borrowed" scheme; because we don't have time for that."
The dress was slipped back on. A white veil stuck on her head and a bouquet made of cream tinted white roses and golden looking lilies, shoved in her hands.
She was led out of the room and could here the traditional dun-dun-da-dun, dun-dun-da-dun being played on a organ.
God, if this is all a terrible dream, please let me wake up soon, Tsukushi pleaded.
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AN: A year later and a finnaly update. Follow the steps to see what dress I have in mind for Tsukushi kinda looks like :
1) In URL type: www.
2) etsy
3) .com
4) /listing/185504356/backless-wedding-dress-princess-wedding?ref=market
Annoying how links don't work here.
R&R! Hope you were surprised!