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Chapter Seven : Low Lamplight
Kei looked nervously in front of him as he sat opposite the stylist and the woman he loves. He looked at the ground and took a few deep breaths as if he were a new father in the delivery room of a hospital. He could see black strands covering the mat that the stylist had put down in the kitchen of the penthouse.
Iori had mainly stayed silent during his time with the two of them. At first he had thought that Kei had been losing it but had agreed to come and see the situation – he could have at least gotten help for his former-rival – but had been completely stunned as to what had become true in front of his eyes.
As he let a hand run through her hair, measuring the cuts, he saw Hikari flinch and pulled back.
"Are yo-"
"Are you okay?" Kei panicked as he stood and looked at the stylist. He hadn't seen what had happened but he didn't want it to happen again. He moved forwards and towards Hikari. Putting his hands on her shoulders, he gave her a concerned look before kissing her forehead a few times.
"What is it? What happened? Can you tell me?" he asked desperately as he tried to ignore the part that told him to fling Tokiwa out the window. He kept eye contact with her but found that she was disappearing in on herself, "Hikari?" Kei asked again before the black haired woman came back and threw her arms around him.
Kei gathered her up close, "Do you think we could pause for a moment?" he asked as he pulled Hikari's body as close to his as possible.
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Hikari had no idea how to count the passing of the days or if the day had even passed more than one time. She could count it by the number of people that she had been forced to have touching her whilst drugs went through her body or she could measure it by how many times she threw up or how many times she went to sleep. From her estimation maybe it had been ten or maybe that was just the number that it felt best to guess.
As she sat in the room, she felt another needle start pumping something into her body. Had they inserted another one since she had been sleeping? Would it hurt again if it came out?
The door opened and she tried to stand, her eyes focusing on the gap with such desperation. She wanted to run for it, to take all of the chances that she had and just find someone who would take her away from all of this madness. They had said that Takishima believed that she was dead. Was that why he wasn't coming for her? He wouldn't believe that lie, would he?
As she sat thinking about him, the man she had come to know as her captor and the leader of a crime organization, approached her.
"Now, now," he whispered coldly, "Don't struggle. I think we've had a little bit of a misunderstanding here. You're not really upset are you?" he asked as he took out a knife and started polishing it with a cloth. "Today is only the second part of your training."
He walked over to her and lifted up her chin with his knife before laughing as she was forced to look at the mask. "I always am a fool when it comes to a girl who keeps her hair long and neat like this. I think it's a special gift, just for me."
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"Okay," Hikari whispered as she opened her eyes and managed to sit up again, she tried to brave a smile as she saw the painful way in which Kei was watching her. He had always loved her in this way and she had to trust him that he would keep her safe. She didn't want to go anywhere without him again. She looked at him and smiled weakly. "I'm okay, it's okay," she told him as she had her hands on his shoulders.
"Are you sure?" he asked before she nodded and he kissed her cheek before sitting back and letting a tentative Iori take a step forward. He looked at Kei who wouldn't let his eyes leave the woman in front of them both. He had to admit that he respected the fact that even in her death, Kei hadn't been reported with anyone else.
"Let's begin, it's good to see your dreams came true," Hikari told Iori who nodded slowly and continued to look at her sadly. Hikari still had hold of one of Kei's hands as they sat there.
"Thank you," the stylist said, "Your hair should be done soon and if you need information on makeup or clo-"
"Thank you, but I'll make sure to arrange that," Kei told him and Iori nodded.
"If you do need advice then you can let me know," he said before continuing his work.
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Hikari glanced at herself in a small mirror that was in the main guest room. She had had so much of her hair cut off but she felt better with this emo-punk look. The hair that was remaining was all cut in layers with the longest strands just resting on her shoulders. Her face was behind hair as well as if she were looking through a bush. She felt protected this way, as if people couldn't tie her down.
As she heard a knock at the door, she turned and saw Kei enter with a smile on his face. He walked over to her before sitting down on the bed next to her, "Hi," he smiled as she looked at him and then looked down immediately.
"Is it bad? Do you hate it?" she asked and Kei grinned.
"Well, now I see where you got all of those answers wrong, Miss. Number Two. To doubt even me, well, maybe we should work on getting to know one another again," he said before letting his thumb go through the layers. "I think you're gorgeous no matter how you want to have your hair. Remember when you tried to be a guy and I fell in love with you at first sight," he laughed and Hikari rested against him.
"I love you," she said before blushing and looking down with tears in her eyes.
Kei smiled as he pulled her closer to him, "I love you too, I will never love anyone as much as I love you," he promised her and she held to his hand. "If I could take your bad memories away then I would, I wish that I could…" his hand shook as if he were imagining strangling somebody.
"I wa-wa-want you ttto" Hikari whispered before she pulled him back on the bed with her.
Kei looked at her stunned as he looked her over. Was this really what was best for her? He didn't want her to feel forced and to be a bad memory to her. He saw her grab onto the collar of his shirt and as she started to unbutton it he pulled away, taking her hands in his. "Please just relax, we can take this slowly. I think you need to rest a little bit more," he said as he felt heartbroken.
"I'm sorry," she whispered as she saw how torn Kei was about all of this as he tried to keep her from acting dominantly. "I just….is it because you…"
"I don't give a damn that I'm a virgin," he said as Hikari looked at him surprised. Kei looked down embarrassed before covering his mouth. With his face reddening, Kei looked down at the bed and shook his head. "No, it doesn't matter because I've saved myself for the woman that I love and I don't give a damn if I died like a monk doing it." He saw her flinch and he shifted. He looked down as he tried to figure out what to do and it was in those moments that he realized that he didn't really have any idea of what he was doing.
"I'm sorry," he apologized, "Please just tell me what I can do to help."
Hikari looked at him before smiling, "I want us to be happy together," she told him as he looked at her with a weak smile. "I want to be in a place where we're the only two people there and there's no pain or sadness and we can just rely on one another," she put a hand on his chest and pushed him down so that he was on the bed. She hadn't seen him this uncertain before.
"What are you doing Miss. Number Two?" he asked her, "Are you seriously asking me to take control of this situation?" he said before raising an eyebrow, "You may not like it when I do."
"No," Hikari whispered as she let herself kiss him down his jaw and down his neck whilst holding him down with one hand. "I want to take control," she said, "I want to replace all my bad memories with good ones. I want to replace the sadness with love," she continued to kiss him and Kei watched her.
He longed to be close to her but he wasn't sure if what they were doing was right at all. He stood and then walked over to a cupboard where he had seen condoms been kept before looking at the unopened box. This was troubling that it was here but it was easy to access and disturbingly enough he had his father to thank for that.
He held the box awkwardly before looking over at her, "Is this what you want?" he asked her as he felt his breath catch in his throat. "Because I need to make sure you know what you're doing," he said and Hikari smiled.
"I want you to be the last guy who has been inside of me," she whispered and he nodded before opening the box. She grabbed him before pulling him over to the bed and let her fingers roam down his shirt as she undid the buttons for him whilst he held her supportively.
"I want you to really enjoy your first time," she whispered as she placed her head on his strong and warm chest. "I want to make it -"
"Our first time," Kei told her before using his strength to put her comfortably below him. He smiled as he looked upon her and saw her looking at him lovingly. "I will stop when you say it, my princess," he said before he gently and yet confidently took care of her clothing. He looked at her with such a fire in his eyes as he started something completely new in their relationship.
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"How was that for you, my dear Hikari?" Kei asked as he held the woman lovingly in his arms and looked down upon her. She was smiling which was a good thing, however she was also shivering. "Is it cold? Is something -"
"Thank you," she whispered to him and Kei froze, "You've got a really good technique," she said as he paled over and stared at her with his mouth open. Hikari closed her eyes before cuddling into him. "Thank you, now I can just think of you."
"You…I hope that I…" Kei sighed, "Thank you for giving me that gift. We'll go as slow or as fast as you want, Miss Number One."
"Miss Number One?" Hikari asked as Kei smiled happily as he looked at her.
"Yes, you're my first time, right? Isn't that what number one means, congratulations and thank you," he said as he kissed her forehead as happy tears entered her eyes. Under the glow of the lamp he smiled again, "You're my number one."
End of Chapter Seven
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