THE UNWANTED WIFE
Disclaimer: I don't own Maid-sama.
I just got all the chapters for this story fixed and combined some short chapters together so this will leave us at 9 chapters total. We are getting close to the ending :( Btw, English is not my first language so I'm sorry if there's a lot of grammatical errors. Please bare with me.
CHAPTER 6
Suzuna stopped Misaki before she can get inside the house. She was concerned for Misaki well being and needs to know what was going on with her older sister.
"Have he been treating you like this since your wedding?"
Instead of response to her question, Misaki turned to her with tears in her eyes and smiled at her. "He's right. Look," She turned to look at the house. "I have a beautiful house to live in, I don't have to do a darn thing, and I have all the money to spend and do whatever I want." She suddenly shakes and could not hold back any more of her tears.
Suzuna frowned and wrapped her arms around her sister. Misaki buried her face in Suzuna shoulder and sobbed loudly. Suzuna's heart hurts seeing her like this for the first time. She held Misaki, trying to comfort her. She felt guilty for agreeing to have her married into the Walker family.
"Go back with me." Suzuna suddenly voice out.
"What? Suzuna, I..I c-can't." Misaki shook her head.
"Are you worried about what others will say? You know mother and father will not think anything bad about you. They will understand if you tell them the truth."
Of course, Misaki knows that her parents are understanding people and will not have anything against her if she did go back. It just that she didn't want to bring shame and embarrassment to her parents. In others eyes it doesn't matter if you're a good daughter and not in the wrong, you will be blamed for a failed marriage, bringing shame to your parents or families. Being called a divorced woman, who will allow their son to marry you, being afraid you will bring embarrassment and shame to their son as your first marriage.
"Let's not talk about this. I understand Takumi if I was in his position." Misaki answered back.
"Onee-chan, you're too nice for someone like him. Please don't forget to think about yourself too." Suzuna said worriedly.
Misaki could only nod and smiled sadly at her sister.
That night, Misaki cried herself to sleep. She was in so much pain and the image of Takumi with another woman pounding in her head. Even though she barely knew him, but a few times that she had been with him seem like she knew him all her life. She was in too deep, and she loves him too much.
A few days later~
Misaki stood on the balcony with her arms crossed over her chest, staring out into the horizon. A lot had been in her mind and she had already concluded that it was impossible to make her marriage work. She can clearly see that he has no interest in their marriage. What to do was the question. No matter how much she tried, she couldn't let him go. She couldn't bring herself up to just leave.
Maybe if she gives him time and space he will come to love her back. Someone like Takumi will not give out his love this fast to a stranger who he was forced to marry. This is her marriage, she tries her best to make it work for the both of them.
If this is the price she had to pay just to be able to be called Mrs. Walker and stand beside him as his wife, even if for just a little while she will be happy. Even if knowing her husband did not love her back, if she can just continue to be able to love him and still be apart of his life is enough for her.
With a knock on the door, Satsuki came in to inform her that Suzuna has arrived.
"Thank you." Misaki said. "I'll be down there soon."
Satsuki nodded and left.
Today was the day her sister leave for the airport. Even though Suzuna was there only for a short moment with her, Misaki felt warm and happy to have someone to lean on. When she's gone, Misaki knew it will be back to her lonely world.
Misaki greeted Suzuna with a smile and hugged her.
"I wish you could stay longer."
"Are you sure you don't want to come with me?" She looked down at her. Misaki frowned. "You don't have to stay long and I'm sure father will be happy that you visit."
"Maybe some other time." Misaki answered.
Suzuna was unhappy as she exhaled deeply. It was Misaki choice and there was nothing she could do. She still felt guilty for everything that happened to Misaki. Although, she made a phone call to old Mr. Walker last night and he had reassured her that he will look after Misaki, Suzuna cannot help but still think it was best for Misaki to go back with her for awhile.
"I'll come with you to the airport." Misaki said with a bright smile. Suzuna nodded.
Richard Walker was sitting at the dining room when Takumi arrived. Gerald was also there discussing business with his grandfather. They both glanced at Takumi briefly as he took a seat across from Gerald. While Gerald finished up the conversation with Grandfather, the maid serves Takumi a cup of coffee.
"That was weeks ago when I told you I need to talk to you." Grandfather said to Takumi.
"Sorry, Grandfather. I got caught up with some other stuff."
"Let me guess, women stuff." Gerald said dryly.
"Gerald, excuse us." Grandfather turned to Gerald. "I need to talk to your brother alone."
Gerald nodded and left.
"Grandfather, if you called me here to talk about my private life, I have nothing to say. I am a grown man and what I do is my business."
"I understand." Grandfather simply said. "But I want you to listen to what I have to say." Takumi rolled his eyes and sighed because he knew where this conversation was going. "I don't care what you choose to do with your life, but I want you to stop and think of what you did. Your mother and I raised you better than this. We…"
"Don't bring mother into this!" He snapped cutting his grandfather off. "You of all people should know. I told you, I do not wish to wed her." Grandfather frowned. "I was forced into this marriage. The marriage that I didn't want!"
"But you wedded her and it's your responsibility to be a good husband where one should be!" Grandfather said, raising his voice. "Misaki is a sweet girl and she doesn't…"
"She is one of them!" Takumi hissed as he shot out of his chair. "They are all alike." He looked at his grandfather darkly. "Just like mother when she chose to leave her husband and her kids just so she could be with another man." He said bitterly.
Richard Walker wasn't surprised how angry Takumi got. He was so young when that event happened so he couldn't blame Takumi for what happened.
Having enough Takumi turned to leave.
"I've arranged for you to take a trip to the State next week." Grandfather said as he stood up from his chair. Takumi stopped. "I am sure you are aware of what the trip is for."
"Fine."
"And Misaki is going with you."
"What?!" He swirled around to face his grandfather. He marched back toward him. "Why? I don't need her there."
"Yes, you do. She'll be a great help." Takumi opened his mouth to protest. "Beside," Grandfather did not give him a chance to protest. "You two need to spend more time together. Go experience the young married life."
Takumi didn't want to argue, all he wants at the moment was to leave. He threw up his hand and said, "Fine."
"You'll thank me for this."
"I doubt it." He said dryly and left.
Grandfather sat back down as he watched his grandson stormed out of the house. He felt guilty and was part of the blame for Takumi to act this way. There was nothing he could do to change what happened in the past.
Takumi stared intently at the road. He wanted to forget; forget the pain, the suffering, and the loneliness. All these years he had been trying to forget, but couldn't. The image of his mother walking out on him was still hunting his mind. He could not forget the day when it all started. He was with her when it all started.
His grip tightened around the steering wheel as he thought farther. They are all the same! Serpent that think they have every man wrapped around their finger and moved on when they see others that are better.
Takumi didn't know where he was going and was too angry to care. He somehow ended up at his own house. Getting out of his car, he stood by his car for a long moment staring at his house. He sighed before making his way into the house.
He ran into Satsuki in the living. Satsuki was surprised to see Takumi.
"Mr. Walker!" Takumi didn't answer her as he made his way toward the stairs. "Err….what are you doing here?" She asked while following him to the stairs.
"Why? This is my house. Do I need a reason to be here?" He said dryly without looking at her.
Satsuki frowned. "Mrs. Walker is not here if you are looking for her." Takumi stopped at the foot of the stairs. "She went to the airport with her sister." She quickly added.
Takumi exhale deeply. "I'm not here to see her." He said softly and made his way up the stairs.
Satsuki watched him with puzzlement. Sakura rushed to her side and watched as Takumi disappeared into the hallway.
"Satsuki, what is Mr. Walker doing here?" She whispered.
"I don't know." Satsuki frowned. "But he looks different."
"How?" Sakura asked with puzzlement. "Is he angry again?"
Satsuki shrugged. "I don't think so. Sad, maybe. I'm not sure." Sakura wrinkled her eyes. "Enough, it's none of our business."
Satsuki went back to what she was doing and Sakura quickly followed her into the kitchen.
Takumi stood by the bedroom door. Not sure if he should entered and doesn't know why he hesitated. It was his room, but he was afraid of what it will do to him if he entered. His frown deepened as he finally reached for the door knob.
He walked into the room and closed the door lightly behind him. He scanned the room for a brief moment before walking in farther to the center of the room. Everything was in place, not a single thing was out of order. His gaze stopped at the white sheers that was blowing by the balcony. The image of her standing there was still fresh in his mind.
Being in the room made him feel different and he doesn't know why. Her scents are everywhere and the thought of her made his heart aches. Ever since he married her, he could not think of anything but her. No matter how much he tried to keep her out of his head, she still managed to sneak into his most guarded place. His heart.
He thought if he was to be with other women maybe he will forget about all of this. But not once had he had urged to finish what his mind think. He thought if her seeing him with all those women she fled from him then he will get his life back but it seems to have backfired at him instead. Every time he's with them he will end up thinking of seeing her sad, lonely eyes and in the end end up sending them home empty handed.
Frustrated with himself, he didn't know what to do.
Misaki didn't get back till late that night. Not wanting to come home too early, she stopped at the office and finished up her work. She didn't realize how late it was until she looked at her watch. She was exhausted by the time she got home.
Everyone seemed to be in bed and she didn't want to bother Satsuki so she went straight to her room.
Looking forward to a nice hot bath and her warm bed, she opened the door to her bedroom. The single lamp on the bed-stand was on and she figured Satsuki must have left it on for her. She headed toward the bathroom.
She saw the bathroom door had been partly open and the light was on. When she absently glanced inside, she stopped short.
A tall figure stepped out of the shower. Her nude husband.
She could see the side of his tall form—his back with a dark cross tattoo on his left shoulder and taut buttocks, his lean hips and long strong legs, all streaming with water. Suddenly breathless, she stood shocked at the sight of his hard-muscled and beautiful body. Her eyes grew wider.
As if sensing her presence, he lifted his head alertly and swung toward her, giving her a fuller view of his loins.
Misaki gasped, startled and fascinated at the same time. For a brief moment, she was unable to breathe.
Swiftly she jerked her eyes away from that forbidden place, only to have her gaze roam helplessly back up his body. When she managed to drag her gaze higher seeing his face as sinfully handsome as the rest of him. But it was his dark and mysterious emerald eyes that gave him such a bold and wicked appeal.
When those eyes locked with hers, Misaki felt her knees weakened.
He reached for a towel to cover himself and wrapped it around his hips. "Don't you know it's rude to stare?" He said, keeping his eyes on her.
Misaki cheeks reddened as she turned her gaze away from him.
"You should knock before entering." He seemed amused with her reaction. He took a couple steps toward her.
Realizing it wasn't her fault, she turned to response but only to end up staring at his amused eyes. She didn't know how he'd gotten that close without her knowing. She swallowed nervously with words caught in her throat. She could see a wicked smile dancing at the corner of his mouth.
Taking a step back she said, "T-This is my room." She managed to get out. "I am the one that should be asking you what you are doing here."
Takumi arched his brows. "Your room?"
Misaki lifted her chin and simply answered, "Yes."
Amused, he kept stepping forward as she stepped back until her back was against the wall. He placed his hands on each side of her head, trapping her between them and forcing her to look at him.
Misaki gazed upon his handsome face and saw his eyes were cloaked with the same hunger that pulsed between her thighs.
His gaze examined her face intently. He leaned closer. "I don't believe you are as innocent as you pretended to be."
He moved his hand and stroked her cheek in a gentle caress, making Misaki feel a sudden heat. She drew back and shifted her gaze away from him.
Takumi eyes darkened. One hand grabbing her chin so she could look at him, he continued, "I promise you, I don't intend to let you forget what it was like between us that night."
Their gazes locked again. The air was suddenly charged with a heated current, and Misaki found it's difficult to breathe.
The hot, attraction, sizzling between them grew stronger and more intense. Takumi raised his hand again, letting his thumb brushed her lower lip.
His touch was as searing as a bolt of lightning. The warmth spread through Misaki, feeding her nerves with little shocks of desire. It left her skin tingling with raw, sexual awareness—
Every desire she'd experience disappeared the moment her phone rings. Whatever Takumi was feeling at that moment was also gone because they both found themselves staring at her purse on the floor.
Misaki swallowed nervously, remembering what had happened the last time her phone rings. Afraid to meet Takumi's eyes, she took a brief glance at him. It was a mistake because he was staring at her intently. Gone was the warmth and passionate, and instead was replaced with irritation and anger.
He took a step back keeping his eyes on her while her phone kept ringing.
"Are you going to answer that?" He asked, keeping his voice low and calm. Misaki swallowed, not knowing what to do. "Go ahead." He waved his hand.
Misaki grabbed her purse and pulled out her cell phone. She looked at the caller and frowned. She glanced back at Takumi before answering her phone giving Takumi her back.
"Ge-Gerald?" She answered. Takumi arched his brows. "Yes, I just got home. Thank you."
Takumi was not angry, but was more annoyed. He grabbed his clothes and started to get dressed.
"Okay, good night." Misaki hung up and held her phone tightly in her hand as she turned to look at Takumi.
Takumi was giving her his back as he buckled his belt and grabbed his white button down shirt. Misaki frowned as she knew he was angry. Somehow, she felt guilty and didn't know what it was for. Finishing on buttoning his shirt, he made his way passed her toward the room. He left without a word to her.
Misaki stared at the closed door with disappointment and confused. She felt rejected and guilty.
For a long moment, Takumi leaned against the door with his eyes closed. Couldn't figured out what he was feeling, he marched down the hall and into his office.
Misaki couldn't sleep and was having a hard time falling asleep. She wondered what Takumi was doing and where he was at. No doubt he was probably in bed with some woman. She thought with disgust. She'd rather have him by her side, in her bed. She wasn't ashamed, it was what she wants. Beside they are a husband and wife.
It was late when Misaki came down for a glass of milk. She couldn't sleep and thought a warm glass of milk would help. Before going into the kitchen she saw a dim light coming from Takumi's office. She wrinkled her eyes wondered why it was on. She walked down the hall and peeks into the office. She frowned after seeing Takumi.
He was sleeping in his chair with his feet on his desk. There was an empty glass and a bottle of half empty vodka next to his feet. She figured he had drunk himself to sleep.
Feeling he might be cold, Misaki went out and got a blanket for him. She quietly walked over and covered him with the blanket. She stared at him for a moment before leaving. She wishes that he would understand and accept her for who she was. She wants so badly for him to love her and treated her like any loving husband would do to his wife. But knew it was impossible.
Next morning, Misaki came down early before going to work. Satsuki met her at the bottom of the stairs.
"You are going to work now?" Misaki nodded. "Do you want any breakfast?"
"No, I'm fine." She glanced down the hallway to Takumi's office. "When Takumi wakes up, make sure you give him some aspirin." Satsuki frowned with puzzlement, but nodded.
Takumi woke up not long after Misaki left. He could feel the sharp pain from the side of his head, wincing he noticed the blanket covering him. He grabbed it and tried to remember how it got there. Before he could think farther, Satsuki knocked and walked in with a glass of water and some aspirins. She set it on his desk. He casted her a blank look.
"Mrs. Walker said you would need these when you are awake." She said smiling down at him.
Takumi frowned and cast the blanket aside. "And where is she?"
"She just left for work." Takumi raised his eyes and slowly nodded. "Would you like anything else to eat?" Takumi shook his head. "Let me know if you need anything."
Takumi took the aspirin after Satsuki left. His mind never left Misaki and what she did was very thoughtful. No one actually show any concern for his well being. The thought of her brought a smile to his face, but was soon erased when the painful memories entered his thoughts.
When Takumi got to his office it was a little before lunch. He was greeted by his secretary.
"Mr. Walker, you missed your meeting this morning." She quickly said. "I'd reschedule for tomorrow morning." She continued as she followed him into his office. "You also have a lunch date with your client in an hour." She read on his schedule for the day.
Takumi stood by the window with his back toward his secretary. His mind was somewhere else.
"Do you need anything else, sir?"
He turned to her. "No, thank you." He said. She nodded and turned to leave. "Wait." He said.
She stopped by the door and turned to him. "Yes?" She answered with a smile.
"Cancel that lunch with my client and reschedule it for some other time." She nodded and wrote it down on her scheduling book. "And check for me if Misaki took her lunch yet." She nodded and left.
Ten minutes later, his secretary came in to inform him of Misaki.
"She already left for lunch, sir." Takumi didn't answer, but his jaws tightened. "Err…she normally went down to the cafeteria for lunch." She said with half smiling. Takumi shifted his gaze to her. "I…I had lunch with her a few times." She smiled weakly. "She's probably down there."
Takumi let out a sigh and nodded. "Thanks. That'll be all." She nodded, smiled and left.
Takumi leaned back against his chair as if trying to figure out what to do.
As usual, Misaki seat by herself at the far end of the cafeteria. Normally she would have lunch with Takumi's secretary. She was the only person who was nice enough to be friends with her.
A group of young girls were whispering and giving Misaki a dirty look. It was not new to Misaki and it didn't bother her because she was used to it.
"I just don't know what he sees in her." Said one girl, giving Misaki a dirty look. "She's not that pretty."
"I heard the reason he married her was because of his grandfather." The other girl joined in.
"Well, I just don't get why our Takumi would not divorce her."
While they carried on with their conversations, they were unaware of Takumi being there and had heard all of their thoughts. He stood on the second floor, just above them. Looking down, he could see everyone. But he didn't care about others, his eyes were on Misaki. He assumed she'd also heard the conversations. He frowned knowing she was hurt by those remarks. He suddenly felt very guilty.
"You girls are aware of the company policy under number 5 page 57?" Gerald said as he made his way to them.
The group of girls quickly shot out of their chairs in surprised and bowed. They each cannot meet his eyes.
"I can fire each and every one of you for talking about your boss's wife badly." He gave them a hard look. "I hope this is the last time."
The girls quickly nodded and rushed out of the cafeteria.
Takumi watched as Gerald made his way to Misaki. His frown turned into a dark scowl as he turned and left.
A/N: Finally we get a look of what was Takumi little past. I just want to point it out on the divorcing thought I put in here as it's based on real life events and it does sound discriminated to the women side. But that is what happened in some cultures, mostly in asian culture. So, what do you guys think will happens next? ;)