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Chapter 8 – The Reconciliation
Jun woke up in the middle of the night as the moon light crept into the room, and over her. She rubbed her eyes as she got out of the bed she fumbled to find her robe. She sat silently in her bed with her hands between her thighs. Yesterday was still a living nightmare, which she ironically only could escape by sleeping.
Jun got up from the bed and let the moonlight caress her body. She walked to her bag which she hadn't bothered to unpack; she wasn't counting on staying for long. She got a pair of jeans and a big jumper out. After she had dressed herself she walked to the door opening it quietly. She peeped out through the crack, no sign of life she got her jacket and walked out of the door with only her key card to the hotel room.
Jun walked through the empty hallway to the elevator, the elevator doors opened and an old man with a briefcase in his hand greeted her. She smiled shortly and pressed a button, she found her spot behind him in the elevator. She watched him as he got his wallet out and stared at a picture with a woman and two children. His shoulders were lifted lightly and came down to their place again. The man stared up at the ceiling looking at the numbers light up as they passed the floors, he looked at his wallet once again before it found its place back down in his pocket again. He removed his newspaper from under his arm and read something about finance and two big corporations, one of them being Mishima Zaibatsu. The man ran his eyes slowly over the paper. The elevator suddenly stopped, a woman talking in her cell phone got in. She continued to talk about her boyfriend to another girlfriend, Jun supposed. She stood right next to her and finally when she had stopped chattering in her phone, she started to leaf through her magazine. She stopped at a page where there was a picture of Jun and Kazuya. The man left the elevator sighing deeply. The woman looked at Jun once and then she looked down on the picture. Jun only caught the headline something about a legendary knock out on one of his bodyguards. She also caught some hearts on the page, before she got out and almost ran out of the lobby to the empty street outside. She could finally breathe at peace outside.
She walked on the streets alone seeing groups of people some times, she walked not knowing where she was going until she finally had found a destination.
She walked on the grass and she could hear it crunch underneath her shoes. She walked towards the tree, in her own pace loving every moment of the walk. She turned around herself adoring the feeling of the cold night breeze and fresh air. When she came near the tree, the smell of cigarettes hung heavily around the tree. She continued to walk not thinking twice over if the person might still be there, she walked around the tree with one hand placed on the trunk, her hand ran along side her. She stopped suddenly when she saw his shadow and instantly she turned around and was to walk away when he spoke to her.
"There should be room enough for us both" he said quietly as he continued to smoke. The tree suddenly seemed much bigger and graver than she had ever seen it before. The wind ran violently over its branches and tree top. Jun leaned up against the tree and sat down; she pulled her legs into her body and rested her head on her knees, she stared out into the night without saying a word. Her figure disappeared completely; Jun pulled her hood over her head. When she remembered the article she had seen in the elevator. Kazuya stared straight ahead; he didn't even look at her but walked back and forth, once in awhile.
"What do you want from me?" she suddenly asked him without looking up.
"What do you want from me?" he answered her question with a question.
"The flower, Kazuya! What the hell was it for?" she asked him and got up.
"A flower is a flower, it doesn't mean more than what you make it" Kazuya said dryly.
"Then what means did you send it with?" she asked him standing closing to him.
"What do you think?" he asked her in return.
"What do you think? Give me answers Kazuya and not more questions than I already have" she demanded from.
"I'm interested in you…" he finally confessed.
"Interested and what does that mean? We're doing business; do you always get interested in your female business associates?" she said while her arms waved around the entire place.
"No, I actually don't get interested in every female I cross in my path. I'm not a pig…" he said and threw the cigarette and crushed it under his shoe.
"I didn't say you were a pig" she said apologizing.
"You implied" he said still on the matter.
"Maybe there isn't enough room for the both of us" she said and turned to walk away. She suddenly jolted when she felt a coarse hand touch her hand. She stopped dead in her footsteps and tried to breathe while having a big lump in her throat. She was turned around by him gently, she starred right ahead not lifting her head to meet his eyes, she continued to stare straight ahead. He lifted her head with his finger, exposing her face for his eyes. Her skin shone brightly as if it had been ignited by the moonlight or his touch. He looked into her eyes, no panic was to be seen nor anxiety. He ran his fingers up her chin to her hair line. He tipped the hood back to rest on her shoulders as he ran his finger through her hair. His fingers returned to her chin, he ran his fingers over her forehead and along her jaw line and stopped his finger at her lips. He touched her lips with his thumb, he looked at her lips, they contained much more colour than the rest of her skin.
He kissed her.
Jun stood frozen when she first felt his lips on hers, she didn't respond to the kisses he showered her with. Then something woke up in her, something she never had felt rise up in her in such way. She responded his kisses and even her hands had found their way up to him. He pulled her into himself until their bodies touched. He had one arm placed around her waist. When she felt his arm around her waist and how he had pulled her toward himself, she realized who it was she was kissing.
"Kazuya…" was all she could stutter as she tried to pull away from him. She created the distance and broke away from his kisses.
"I've got to go…" was all she said and she left him, breaking his hold on her hand, finger by finger. She turned around quickly and left him standing alone underneath the tree. He had seen the look in her eyes, it had changed. It had become one of fear and doubt.
He saw her leave, she continued to walk not once did she look back. Soon he also turned his back to her and walked away from the shelter of the tree.
Jun walked faster and faster, the wind felt awfully chilly and she placed the hood over head once again. She walked faster and faster until she found herself running through the streets of Tokyo. The streetlamps became a big blur; the people she ran past were mere shadows.
