I apologize for the hiatus here and there! Reality has been a busy one. I have also been working on a Fairy Tail fanfic which I will share very soon too. But here is chapter seven! It's a bit short, unfortunately. I think I need to do deep considerations and re-planning for future chapters. Please feel free to critique! Thanks in advance for reading this and for your patience! :D
GUREN'S POV
Guren closed Sayuri's door behind him and began walking the halls.
What was seriously wrong with him? He usually did not let such emotions rule over his mind. Every single fucking time Kureto chimed in on Sayuri, he would lose his temper immediately. It was no doubt his hatred for the Hiragi family was that great. But to attempt and steal what was already his was plucking at his last nerve.
Sayuri was his, and there were no questions about it.
He recalled how vulnerable and pretty she had looked when she was trapped between the desk and him. The most animalistic urge had wanted him to lift her up on the desk, yank her stockings down, and spread her legs for him.
Ah, but Sayuri was innocent. She was not some whore he would bed roughly. Guren was almost sure that Sayuri had never known a man's touch. Knowing that Sayuri had always been secretly obsessed with him, she could very well still be an innocent and a virgin.
He smiled to himself because it was an amusing thought.
There was no damn way a Hiragi or any other man would be her first.
Hanayori Sayuri belonged to him since her birth.
I pressed my hands against my chest and struggled to breathe after my intimate encounter with Guren, understanding nothing of it.
What exactly was running in his head? With Guren, I could never tell what he was thinking. In fact, no one would ever be able to tell what Guren's intentions are and what he was going to do. Since I have known him, he had always been discreet and mysterious.
My hand went to touch my swollen lips where he had kissed me hard, and I squeezed my eyes tightly together.
This wasn't how things were supposed to be between us.
This was not what I imagined it to be.
His sudden attention and willingness were temptation again, but I refused. I refused to fall into his little games and be hurt again. My resolve was settled, and I had to stick to it.
No matter how wonderful his kisses were…
I suddenly recalled his words again.
"I intend to have you return to my side."
Oh Guren-sama, I had always been on your side until now. I wished you had noticed it earlier. But now, it was too late because it was necessary that I let you go. I cannot replace your Mahiru no matter how hard I try.
GUREN'S POV
"Oh? Guren-kun, what are you doing here?" Shinya asked as Guren had rounded the corner of the building.
"Visiting my ex-squad member. What of it?" He said.
"Nothing at all. No need to get so serious, Guren-kun." Shinya said and patted him on the shoulders. "She is highly intelligent woman and a quick-learner."
"Naturally," Guren answered. "I did train her after all."
Shinya laughed. "You're so full of yourself."
"Same for that brother of yours. Tell him to stop sniffing around my subordinate. Later," Guren said and waved Shinya off.
He could hear Shinya sighing and mentioning how exhausting it was to be around both him and Kureto.
"Shinya-shosho," I stood immediately and bowed.
"Please, there's no need to be formal, Sayuri." He said with a palm up to gesture me to lose the formalities.
"Then please, have a seat and some tea." I offered.
He did take the offer and smiled gently afterward.
"You're very kind," he said. "No wonder Guren is so reluctant to lose you."
My heart propelled at that statement.
"I'm sorry?"
"Ah, it's nothing much. I just bumped into Guren on the way here. Always annoyed and grumbling to himself."
"Yes, that sounds like him." I agreed and took a seat across from Shinya.
"Sayuri, if you would like to be transferred back, I can file a transfer for you. Just let me know. I honestly don't want to hold you here if you're uncomfortable," Shinya said before sipping the tea.
"That's very kind of you, but I wanted this transfer in the first place. I'm fine here," I reassured him.
"If you don't mind me asking, is Guren the major reason for the transfer?"
"Huh? No, of course—"
"I can see you hold him very dear to you despite the fact that he is obviously still in love with my deceased stepsister."
"Shinya-shosho…" I said, but I was not sure how to reply to him.
"I'm sorry. I understand it's none of my business. I guess you can call me a little bit too observant and nosy."
"There's no need to apologize" I told him and took a sip of my tea. "There is nothing going between Guren-chusa and I."
After I had said that, an image of Guren-sama bruising my lips with his own while sandwiching me between his body and my desk assaulted my mind. The remembrance and intensity of it hit me again, and I was wondering when these lingering sensations would disappear.
GUREN'S POV
The naked woman collapsed onto the bed under Guren, and he pulled out of her after his own climax.
It had been normal for him to blow off steam with a woman here and there. But he had been bedding this one for a few times now because she was convenient, and he wanted to skip the hellos.
Lately, he hadn't been finding the sexual satisfaction he wanted now. He began to grow tired of willing woman.
Guren was tired of being chased. For a long time now, he wanted to do the chasing.
Mahiru had been his first chase. She was exciting and thrilling. To him, she was the sun. She still was his sun. Mahiru had been his first everything. First love, first kiss, first sexual partner.
She was unforgettable to him.
Then there was Sayuri; small and innocent in the background as always. She was unselfish, always putting him on top of everything else. She was too willing to do anything for him, and he had always found it annoying.
Mahiru was fire. Sayuri was the calm waters.
Even though he loved Mahiru, he felt disgusted with himself for tainting her memories with another woman.
He slept with them, but they could never give him the satisfaction he found with his first lover.
However lately, he had been craving someone else.
Ever since Kureto appeared near Sayuri, Guren had opened his eyes and seen that his loyal childhood friend would disappear from him if he didn't get a hold of her.
Somehow, his agitation of Kureto had awoken buried feelings for his childhood friend. She was already halfway gone the second she left his squad. Every time he thought about it, Guren would clenched his fist.
He didn't have to make Sayuri his because she belonged to him in the first place already.
Even if she should know her loyalty to the Ichinose house by now, she still wanted to be apart from him.
"Watch out!" I said and stepped in between my squad member, Mai and the horseman.
I was able to deflect, but its tail with a sharp blade whacked me over and managed to land a gash on my arm.
I yelped at the sharp pain, and before I knew it, the monster blew into smithereens from Shinya's weapon.
"Sayuri!" They both rushed over to me. "Are you okay?" he asked.
"It's just a cut." I said, putting pressure onto the wound.
"Thank you for saving me! Allow me to help you!" Mai said and immediately came to my side to help me get up.
"We need some stitches for you, Sayuri." Shinya said.
"That would be a good idea."
