For Tsukushi it's been a strange couple of days. Ever since she learned her boyfriend was actually Tsukasa Domyouji, the heir to an entire business and fortune it seems like her life has gone from peaceful and uneventful to being a roller coaster with unexpected turns and loop-de-loops all the time. For the most part they were still the same, they still fought all the time and kissed when no one was around, but now when they go out on dates it's usually at a high-class restaurant. She always felt out of place whenever they go some place where the food or clothes cost more than her rent. She tried voicing her discomfort once to Tsukasa but he took it the wrong way and believed it was the people working there who were upsetting her. Needless to say he went on a rampage and she had to drag him out before he really hurt someone. That was another thing that had changed. Before Tsukasa would normally only glare at a person who upset her and only hit them if they had hurt her. Although now she realized those people who had done something to upset her had shown up on the news for being reported missing. She asked him about this once but he merely smirked and had such a haughty demeanor she got too annoyed to keep asking. Now he was much more open and had no qualms about scaring away anyone who dared tried to approach her in a threatening manner. It was really sweet in a sense but at the same time it was also really embarrassing. Everyone in the high-class society knew him and they were always approaching him, trying to get cozy with the future heir and make connections but he always shot them down. Especially if they came up to him when they were on a date.
Now was one of those times.
Currently they were eating at a French restaurant where she couldn't read any part of the menu. She had the sneaking suspicion he wasn't as adapt in the French language as he claimed because when he tried ordering the waiter had given them a strange look. He had brought out their food only for Tsukasa to send it all back and demand that they be served what he had ordered. It took three tries before the staff got it right and for him to calm down. "You know, we could have gone to another restaurant. One where we can actually read the menu." She said, fiddling with the napkin that was on her lap. She was wearing a light pink dress that his sister had bought for her on one of their shopping trips. The older woman had taken quite a liking to her and while she cared for Tsubaki too, she always came home drained after a day of shopping with the older woman.
Tsukasa scoffed, taking a sip of his drink. "I can read French just fine. The waiters here are just incompetent."
She could only roll her eyes. Whenever something happened that wasn't to his liking he always complained and said it was another person's fault. He really was a rich boy. "How could I not have known?" Even though days have passed since she found out his secret she was still asking herself the same question. How could she not seen it? His entire demeanor screamed rich and high class, but she brushed it all off as him just being a spoiled brat. Which wasn't too far off. He could at times remind her of a child that threw a tantrum for not getting their way but she supposed that was one of the reasons why she loved him. "I'm pretty sure you were saying a mixture of French and Japanese when you ordered," she told him, giggling softly when she saw his cheeks heat up in embarrassment. "Why not have your friend Rui Hanazawa help you? He seems to speak French pretty well." After finding out the truth about him, she finally met his friends and one of them she had become pretty close to. Out of the three boys she felt she had grown more of a connection with Rui Hanazawa, which was strange since he was the one who said the least.
She realized she stepped on a landmine when she saw the look of jealously shine in his eyes and the angry look appear on his face. "Rui," he slammed his glass on the table, shattering it instantly. His hands had finally healed and now he was able to use his full strength. Something she wasn't sure was a good thing. "You two have gotten pretty close these past few days. Tell me…" he leaned in closer, his hands gripping at the table cloth so hard she could hear the stitches come apart. "Do you like him?" he all but growled out, his aura dangerous and possessive.
She felt worry creep into her. She knew that look. It was the same look he got whenever another male started to show even the slightest interest in her. He wasn't a fan of guys getting close with her nor was he amused whenever she stated someone other than him was good looking. He was the pure ambiance of jealously. "Well he is pretty cute." though she knew just how dangerous his temper could be she also couldn't help messing with him. If he was going to get jealous so easily then why not mess with him once in a while. It may just teach him a lesson.
The dangerous aura around him seemed to have erupted because he stood up in a flash, cracking each one of his knuckles. "Excuse me for a moment." He started to walk away but she quickly stopped him.
She knew then that her little joke had gone to far and it was pointless to try and have him understand things. He was much too thickheaded. "Don't even think about it," she jumped in front of him and pointed an accusing finger up at him. "I know that look, you're about to do something stupid."
He scoffed but didn't deny it.
"You really need to stop letting your jealously take over." She told him, shaking her head slightly.
His left eyebrow twitched. "Of course I'm going to be jealous. My girlfriend just said one of my best friends was cute. What do you expect me to do?" he huffed, his arms at his side stiffed with his hands balled into fists.
"I expect you to not get so worked up over a joke." She sighed, shaking her head. She should have known a joke like that wouldn't have gone over well. He was the jealous type by nature but lately he seemed much more on edge than usual. Though she had a good idea about what was the cause. His mother, Kaede Domyouji, was not her biggest fan and had purposely brought Tsukushi to their home to expose Tsukasa in his lie and force them to break up. Since that day he's been extra sensitive and protective, always keeping close to her and never seemed to relax when they were out in public. When she asked him about it he said that he didn't trust his mother and was expecting her to do some kind of sneak attack. That had freaked her out and made her more than a little paranoid, which was the reason why they ended up inside this place. To escape the outside world that suddenly seemed to be filled with spies watching them around every corner. "I know you're worried, but you've got to trust me. I'm not going to leave you for one of your friends or anyone else." For her there was no one else. Her heart had already been given to him and she doubt she would ever get it back.
He relaxed at this, smiling down at her. Her words reassured him, making his heavy heart become light and had his eyes shining with joy. He grasped hold of her hand in his, his thumb rubbing gentle circles over her soft skin.
"Mr. Domyouji," Tsukasa groaned, his body stiffening back up. Of course someone would chose right now to disrupt them. It seemed lately whenever they were having a nice moment alone together they would always get interrupted right before the good part. It was usually by one of his friends and his sister but by the sound of deep voice he knew it was none of them, for once. Turning around slowly he came face to face with a middle-age looking man that he recognized as a president of some company. He couldn't remember this man's name nor what his company was so he concluded that whatever business he ran was not anything important and they were only bothering him for one reason. They wanted something from him. "I must say it is very pleasant to see you again. You have grown into such a fine young man; one who I'm sure is more than ready take over the Domyouji Enterprise. You're father must be proud," he finally took notice of the young woman standing beside them. "My oh my, I was not aware you had a girlfriend. My daughter will be terribly disappointed," his eyes were sharp as he examined her from head to toe. She couldn't help but gulp at his gaze and unconsciously moved closer to Tsukasa. "I can only assume she goes to Eitoku. After all, someone of your status wouldn't settle for anything less. Funny how my daughter never mentioned you dating another student."
His words were an insult hidden behind sweet words. He wasn't fooling any of them and Tsukushi frowned at his judgment of her already but she knew that even in the new dress she didn't give the appearance of someone with money. But that didn't give him the right to look down on her. She opened her mouth to retort back but Tsukasa beat her too it.
"Actually, she doesn't go to Eitoku. She attends a commoners school." The way he spoke was filled with such pride but it still irked her that he continued to call her high school a commoner school. Didn't he know any other word besides that to describe her life?
This, taking a step back to get his bearing, visibly shocked the man. "You must be joking. The heir to the Domyouji Empire dating a low class citizen? What will your father say about this?"
Tsukasa sized the man up, his arms crossed over his chest with a deadly look in his eyes. "I suggest you worry less about my father and more about me. As you keep stating I am the heir to my family's company and in a couple of years I will decide who we will and will no longer do business with. So if I were you I'd watched on how you address my girlfriend," his words were strong, full of confidences and threats that had the entire restaurant looking at them. Wherever they went he always seemed to be at the very center of attention. "But of course I sincerely doubt you'll still be in business by the time I succeed my father so I really see no need to waste anymore of my time on the likes of you." He smirked when the older male's face began to turn beat red, from embarrassment or anger no one knew and no one really cared. All that mattered was that they weren't in his shoes. It came as no surprise anyone when the older male stormed off, trying to save what's left of his pride. "Dumbass." Tsukasa flipped him off and scoffed at his retreating figure. He hated people like that man the most, always thinking they could just waltz right up to him and get him to agree to anything so long as they stroked his ego. Usually he humors them a little before rejecting them but that man crossed a line when he insulted Tsukushi. He wouldn't allow anyone to say or do anything that could cause her harm. As her boyfriend it was his duty to protect her. "Come on, let's get out of here." He grabbed her hand, pulling her along and out of the restaurant.
"Huh?!" Tsukushi had been so caught up in the moment she hadn't realized she was being ushered out until he started dragging her along and putting on her jacket for her. "But what about the food?" she looked back at the table full of uneaten dishes that would no doubt go to waste.
"They can just charge it to my family's account. It's no big deal." He assured her, pushing her out into the cold streets without giving her any time to try and fight back. He instantly wrapped an arm around her once they stepped outside and started walking around.
His hold on her was strong and tight, matching well with his stiff body. She's known him long enough to realize when he was upset. Even when he was pretending to be someone else he still acted the same way. Whenever he was upset it was obvious to all. "You shouldn't let what that man said bother you," she didn't know why she had to be the one to cheer him up. The old man hadn't even insulted him, but rather he was making bad remarks about her. She knew that her family's status, or lack of, wasn't typical of someone from his high society world to date but she saw no reason for him to get so upset. If anything she should be the one fuming right now. But despite being eighteen years old Tsukasa had the temper of a two year old. He didn't say anything instead choosing to silently glare down at her. She merely rolled her eyes at his behavior. She had gotten used to his tantrums a long time ago. "But you know, you did look pretty cool. I was actually a little impressed." She smiled up at him as sweetly as she could. She knew exactly what to say to make this spoiled brat turn into a happy-go-lucky puppy.
Her plan worked. In an instant the frown on his face disappeared and in its place was one of joy and pride. Not that he would admit to this and merely scoffed. "As if I need you to tell me I look cool. I already know how awesome I am." He said with a haughty laugh, his chest puffed out all the way but despite his confident words he had one of the biggest grins on his face that matched his rose colored cheeks. He was trying, and failing, to hide the fact that her words actually made him feel happy.
"And he's supposed to take over a multi-billion dollar company?" sometimes she seriously wondered if the fact he was a Domyouji was the real lie and he was just pulling her leg. He could be serious from time to time but it was moments when he got like this she couldn't imagine him sitting at a desk all day. He'd probably throw it out a window after an hour of having to sit still. But it was all true, he was the heir to his family's company and in a few years he would take over as CEO. It was why so many businessmen approached him, they all wanted to cozy up to the future heir to secure their spots among the Domyouji Corporation. She had to admit it didn't sound so bad when he first explained it to her but after witnessing that last encounter, which hadn't been her first time, she grew to understand more about him and his world. Having people be nice to you only because of your money all your life had to be lonely. So far no one had tried anything with her, though Tsukasa said they would try, but usually once he announced she wasn't from a wealthy family they wasted no time in stating all her faults and praising their own daughters. She understood the rich only liked to associate with others born in their society but that didn't mean they needed to keep telling her what was wrong with her. She was starting to get fed up with it and she could tell he was as well. He hated it when others would disrespect her just because she wasn't from money or that she didn't attend Eitoku like the rest of them and he had no trouble expressing his anger towards those who were stupid enough to insult her in front of him. She found his protective behavior of her reputation to be very sweet but there was one thing that bothered her about it all.
Every businessman that had come up to them had mentioned their daughter attended Eitoku. It was the same school Tsukasa attended and the one she purposely flunked out of. She had no intentions of going to some rich kids school but now she couldn't help but wonder if she had gone would she and Tsukasa be where they are now. She voiced her thoughts only once to him and the reaction she got wasn't one she had expected.
~X~
It was a cold night, winter still in effect and blowing out a snowstorm that took everyone by surprise. None more than Tsukushi and Tsukasa who had just been hanging around in her room and were surprised by the shaky windows that threatened to break against the fierce winds. Her family was in the next room and you could hear her mother shouting about how expensive it would be to fix the glass if it did shatter against the cold gust. "You may want to call a ride home." She suggested as she watched one of her neighbors nearly fall down from the force of the wind.
Tsukasa thought about this as he rested against the wall in her room. "I could..." she turned to look at him with one eyebrow raised. He was up to something; she could hear it in his voice. "Or, I could stay over." He grinned, gesturing to her bed with his head.
"You really want to share a room with my brother again." She shot down his idea without even batting an eye. So far her parents still didn't know about who he really was and she was planning on keeping it that way. The minute they found out he was a Domyouji they would stop looking for work and be relentless in getting her to marry him.
"Why can't your parents just let me sleep in your room? It's not like we could even do anything." He said, knocking on the thin wall with his hand. He easily heard the voices of her family from the next room and knew that they could most likely hear them as well. He saw no reason for them to mistrust him, he loved their daughter with all his heart and he wouldn't do anything that could make them feel he wasn't right for Tsukushi. Besides their first time together would be when it was just the two of them and not with her family right behind a door that didn't even lock. "Would you let me tell them who I really am already?!" he cried, fed up with pretending to be someone else. Now that she knew who he really was he no longer wanted to keep acting like a middle-class citizen. Once they found out who he was they would be much more lenient with their rules in letting him stay over. According to Tsukushi her parents lived in a fantasy that she would marry a rich man that would make all their troubles go away. Well he was that man and that was exactly what he wanted to do. He planned that once he announced himself he was going to buying them a much nicer house in a good neighborhood. He had put up with this small rundown apartment for the year he pretended to be Tsukasa Daidouji, but now he had the ability to be himself and buy them a better house, one with locks on every door and window and that wasn't in such a bad part of town. Didn't she understand that she was giving him gray hairs every time he thought about her living in such a dangerous area?
"Not happening," Tsukushi shook her head and frowned that they were having this conversation again. Now that he no longer had his apartment they were forced to spend a majority of their time together at her house when they weren't in the mood to go out. It wasn't so bad but both missed the single apartment compared to her house, which had an extreme lack of privacy and her family's constant hints that they wanted their daughter to be with a rich man. "The minute they find out who you really are they'll stop working altogether and bother me nonstop to become your bride." She sighed, wishing she had a normal family. She briefly wondered if he felt this bothered every time she asked to meet his family when he was keeping his secret from her.
His head perked up at her words. Without a word he quickly got to his feet, a determined look on his face. "I'm telling them." He marched towards the door with every intention of revealing his true identity.
Tsukushi knew she had to act fast to stop him. "I won't make you lunch for tomorrow!" she cried, hoping that her threat would stop him. It did. The moment those words left her mouth he froze in his spot, turned around in a robotic like fashion and sat back down in his spot, a pout on his face.
"You don't play fair." He muttered, glaring slightly at her for not letting him have his way. He still didn't see what the big deal was about her parents knowing the truth; he figured they would be ecstatic to know their daughter is in fact dating the rich man they have been hoping she would. It would solve a lot of their problems but she was being so stubborn. "Why do you have to fight me tooth and finger all the time?" he wasn't used to people not letting him get his way. Though he supposed that was one of the main qualities he liked about her. She was no pushover and he enjoyed their arguments, whenever she challenged him he always felt a spark of excitement shoot through his entire body.
"I think you'll find the expression is tooth and nail," she corrected him, not surprised by the annoyed/embarrassed look that took over his face. "You know for someone who is supposed to be the richest of the rich you'd think you could afford a tutor to teach you how to properly speak." She smirked. She's been making quite a few remarks about his family's rich status in order to get back at him for lying to her for so long.
He scoffed, obviously not amused by her joke. "It's not my fault all those old fools were such terrible teachers." He said, crossing his arms.
"Yeah, I'm sure they were the problem." She rolled her eyes. No matter what the situation was he would never be able to admit something couldn't happen because of him. It always had to be someone else's fault. She expected he would yell and demand some respect and an apology from her but instead he shocked her by leaning forward and kissing her forehead. Her cheeks turned pink as she touched the spot that had just been kissed. "What was that for?" she gulped, her heart skyrocketing. It still amazed her how even a simple kiss from him had her heart racing.
Tsukasa smiled, seeing her blushing face made his own heart race. She was too cute for her own good. "Because I wanted too," he grabbed her hand that was touching her forehead and kissed her palm. "It's nice. Being able to talk with you about this." He pulled at her, making her come to sit in his lap as he wrapped his arms around her. For an entire year he lied to her about who he really was but now that things were out in the open it felt so good to be able to joke about his lifestyle with her. It was what he always wanted. She accepted him for who he was and not because he was a Domyouji.
Her body adjusted itself into his embrace automatically, getting herself into a more comfortable position as she placed both hands over his. "And too think none of this would have happened if I hadn't bumped into you and spilled coffee all over the two of us." She felt a smile come onto her face as she thought back to that fateful day that started it all. That day had a sparked an interest in both of them for the other. Even if she hadn't fallen for him as fast as he had fallen for her, she had to admit he definitely had stayed on her mind for the rest of that fateful day.
"Don't you mean because of your clumsiness?" he chuckled, burying his face into her hair. Her natural scent engulfed his senses making him hold her tighter and wishing that his mother hadn't taken his apartment away. The moment between them was good, things were out in the open and nothing was stopping them. And this time he was prepared. He had the protection he lacked the last time they attempted to sleep together. Now that she knew who he really was there was nothing that could interfere with them or cause problems. But even if they still couldn't make lover together all he wanted to do was fall asleep with her in his arms and wake up with her the next morning. That one time he had woken up with her in his arms, her sleeping face the first thing he saw and the feel of her body pressed up against his all night had spoiled him and now he wanted more, so much more.
Tsukushi nudged him lightly at his comment. "You know, I wonder..." she spoke, debating if she should say this but there was something that she needed to find out. "If I had passed the Eitoku entrance exam do you think we'd be where we are right now?" She felt his body grow stiff the moment the words left her mouth and it made her heart clench.
He tightened his hold on her, placing his chin on her shoulder so their faces touched. "Without a doubt in my mind I would have fallen in love with you no matter what the situation was." His words were genuine. He fell in love with her because of who she was and if she had indeed gone to his school then he had no doubt that he would have fallen for her.
But her feeling the same for him might have been a different story.
Tsukushi's heart skipped a beat. He seemed to be making her heart go into overdrive a lot these days. How can he say such things without an ounce of shame? She still had trouble kissing him in public for longer than a few seconds but he always seemed to have no problem expressing himself no matter the situation. She sometimes wished she had his self-confidence.
"Although instead of you spilling coffee on me you'd probably do another clumsy stunt like falling down the stairs and landing on my face." He joked, smiling at her.
It was that smile that made her want to scream. She was no longer the ignorant girl that couldn't figure out her boyfriend was a super rich man. It had taken her a while but after thinking over everything she finally picked up on a sign of when he was lying. If there was something he didn't want her to know about he would smile. "You idiot." She reached over and yanked at his cheek, watching in slight amusement as he winced as the stretching of his skin. She did this to let some steam. So far she hasn't said anything because she wasn't sure what to say. She knew he was keeping something from her but what that was she didn't have a clue. All she knew was that it involved his school.
He frowned, pulling his cheek away from her grip. "I swear, you don't have a romantic bone in your body." Knocking his forehead lightly against hers and stayed there. Their eyes locked, their feeling for each other took over and slowly they started to lean in c, their lips inching closer and closer together until…
"Tsukushi, come give us a hand. This darn wind is about to break all our windows!" Mrs. Makino came barging in, demanding for her daughters help and now caring that she had interrupted the two from kissing. She knew exactly what was going on the moment she could no longer hear their muffled voices and while she did not dislike Daidouji, she would much rather have a rich son-in-law. "Daidouji-san, if you plan on staying the night I suggest you help to." She gave the two teens a cheeky grin before stalking back off to help the rest of her family, leaving the door to her room wide open.
Tsukushi could only groan on embarrassment. "Well that killed the mood."
"Dead and buried." Tsukasa agreed wholeheartedly. Why was it whenever they were about to get to the good part they were interrupted? Were they cursed or something?
Leaning back against his chest she let out a low sigh. "I guess we should go help them and then you should go home."
He frowned, annoyed that this night was not going his way at all. "Yeah, alright."
She saw the disappointment in his eyes and quickly leaned forward to place a soft peck on his lips. "Come on. The sooner we do this the sooner you go home and the sooner I can get started on your lunch." He had annoyed her all day yesterday for her to make him a bento for lunch one day and after making him come shopping with she had all the ingredients to make them both lunches.
Tsukasa sat motionless for a moment, stunned by her sudden affection. Every time she was the first one to initiate something it left him stupefied and blushing. Clearing his throat he stood up, trying to force down the heat that gathered in his cheeks as the two left her room. She may not have a romantic bone in her body but still managed to make him fall more and more in love with her every passing second.
~X~
Tsukasa dragging her into an alleyway pulled Tsukushi from her thoughts. "Hey!" she cried but he placed a hand over her mouth, silencing any further protest from her.
"Be quiet and stay still," he leaned in closer to her, covering her body with his and quickly peered out behind the corner. "Damn paparazzi. Don't they have lives of their own?" he growled, annoyed when he caught sight of the man that had been following them, a camera in his hands.
She now understood his sudden strange behavior and pushed his hand down from her face. "Do you think he saw us?" by us, she meant herself. Now that things were out in the open and Tsukasa was announcing to every businessman that he had a girlfriend the media was after them to get her picture.
He shook his head. "No, he only saw that I was with you. I don't think he got a glimpse of what you look like." This he was sure of. By the way the man was frantically searching for them told him all he needed to know.
Tsukushi looked up at him, the worry lines that appeared in his forehead seemed to be showing up a lot recently. "Hey, would it really be that bad if they did get my picture?" she asked softly, trying to hide what she was really feeling by asking that question. She found it a bit strange that he seemed so adamant in keeping her identity a secret from the public. The old thoughts that he was somehow ashamed to be dating her were starting to come back. But he had no problems telling it to the people that approached him, so that had to mean something. Or did he only not care because they were people he would never do business with?
"You're so stupid," he flicked her forehead. He could easily tell what was going on by the look in her eyes. "I don't want some trashy magazine announcing our relationship because I want to do that myself." He told her; annoyed that she still doubted his feelings for her.
Rubbing the sore spot on her forehead she looked up at him with annoyance shinning in her eyes. "If that's true than why haven't you done so already?" What was the point in her knowing his secret if they had to be careful every place they went too? She thought the whole reason he told her was because he was tired of hiding.
He had both hands on either sides of her head and leaned in closer but she stopped him by placing her hands on his mouth. His glare met one of her own and he sighed. He hadn't been planning on having this conversation with her so soon but now it looked like he had no choice. Moving her hands from his mouth he thought of how to properly phrase what he needed to tell her. "My mother doesn't like you."
Tsukushi scoffed, "That's an understatement." She had never officially met his mother but from all the stories she's heard she sounded really scary. She had been the one to make Tsukushi appear at his eighteenth birthday party and reveal his secret to her. She had done it in hopes to ruin their relationship. She had also ordered everything that represented their time together to be burned. So saying that she didn't like her was like saying she wasn't a fan of carrots. It was obvious the woman practically detested her very existents because she was dating her son.
Tsukasa groaned. "I see my parents maybe once a year if I'm lucky. We're practically strangers to each other but she is still my mother and I want her to recognize you as the girl I love. So until that time comes I don't want anything that could mess things up." If the public found out her identity it would have a lot of his enemies setting their sights on her. He was having a hard enough time trying to figure out his mother's plans for them, he did not need the added pressure of others going after her. It was his job to protect her.
A blush overtook her face at his words. Why was it whenever he was actually trying to be romantic things always became weird between them but when they were just talking, not thinking about what to say or do, it always had one or both of them blushing like there was no tomorrow. She understood his reasons and that annoyed her. She had hoped it would be something stupid so she could hit him and talk him out of it. But his reasoning was actually very sweet and it made her feel happy. Leaning on the tips of her toes she kissed his cheek. "I understand, but you don't need to worry so much. I'm a weed remember. I'm stronger than I look." She grinned, making a fist. She's knocked him out a couple of times whenever he did something stupid but she was well aware that he could easily stop her punches if he tried.
He smiled down at her, taking her fist in his hand and pulled her closer to him. "Hearing you say that makes me want to protect you even more." He knew exactly what kind of power she had. She stood up against him more than once and put him in his place. She wasn't the type to bow down to others and would fight for what she believed in. She was strong and more than capable than defending herself but knowing that only made him want to get stronger so she wouldn't have to go through all that trouble. "My mother will be flying back to New York in a couple of days but before that I want you two to meet."
She felt nervous but nodded at his request. "When do you want to do this?"
He thought about it. "Tomorrow."
She smacked him. "Tomorrow?!" she cried. What the hell was he trying to do to her? She thought she would have more time to prepare for her first meeting with his mother but he was giving her absolutely no time at all.
He growled, annoyed that she had hit him. "I'm don't feel like waiting around anymore. The sooner you two meet the sooner we can go out in public without the need to hide from the media." Because once the world knew her parents would find out the truth and allow him to sleep over. That is of course once he bought them a nicer house with actual beds instead of futons. He doesn't understand how she can stand to sleep on the floor every night.
She was tempted to say that they were only hiding because of him but she held her tongue. Starting a fight at this time would only end badly. So letting out a low sigh and with a heart full of nerves she agreed. "Alright, but you better be there the whole time."
He grinned, happy that she wasn't fighting him on this. "I promise I won't leave your side."
She nodded; mentally thinking about everything that she should do that could help in impressing his mother. "Should I meet you at your school tomorrow then? It might be a good idea to go over some things." She wanted to be prepared when she came face to face with his mother. She would need to know everything about the woman and what she should and shouldn't do in the hopes of getting the woman to like her. Or at the very least tolerate her.
He stiffened up and quickly shook his head. "No," he slammed her back against the wall. "I'll have a car waiting for you. I'll even prepare a dress for you. There's absolutely no reason for you to come to my school."
Tsukushi didn't believe a word of that. "Why are you so against me going to your school?" she had enough. He was hiding things from her and she was fed up. He had promised her that he wouldn't keep any more secrets from her but he still was.
"Because it's just a stupid place that I'm only attending to please those corporate bastards before I take over the company," He growled. Why did she have to be so stubborn? Couldn't she just go along with what he said and agree like any other girl? Though he supposed if she did then she wouldn't be the girl he loved. He smiled, hoping he could get her to back off on wanting to come to his school. "Besides I don't see why you're so interested. It's not like you're missing much. Our schools aren't so different. In fact I bet we have tea time the same time as the rest of the schools in Japan."
"Public schools don't have tea time." She corrected him, crossing her arms and shaking her head. She couldn't tell if he was trying to distract her or if he was really that clueless.
He blinked in surprise. "Really? Then what do you guys have?"
By his expression she decided that he really was that stupid. "Gym class." She groaned.
He perked up at this. "Oh, I didn't know your school had its own gym. We have one too, although I supposed your commoner school doesn't have the latest equipment."
She groaned, throwing her hands up in the air and walked out of the alley. Screw the paparazzi, if she stayed there having that conversation with him she was going to scream.
"Hey, wait up!" he cried, doing a double check to make sure that the photographer was gone. Thankfully the cost was clear and he didn't need to worry about someone exposing them before he was ready. "What's your problem? If you're annoyed about not having the latest stuff I can send it over to your school."
She groaned again. He really was a fool if he thought that was what was bothering her. Sure she wasn't his biggest fan when it came to his ignorance about the "commoner's" life but that wasn't the only thing that annoyed her. He had lied straight to her face, again. She forgave him for his year of lying to her because she could understand his reasoning. After all it had been because of her that he lied, she really needs to watch what she says around people, but that didn't excuse the fact that he was still lying to her. She accepted that he was from the rich and famous, she didn't care that he had money practically growing on trees, that wasn't why she fell in love with him. He knew this so why was he still keeping things from her? There was something going on at his school that he didn't want her to know about. But what that was she couldn't even begin to understand. She may not have the slightest clue about what he was hiding from her but her gut was telling her that whatever it was it had something to do with him. Something he desperately didn't want her finding out about.
She stopped in her tracks to look back at the man that had been yelling at her for the past three blocks. He was huffing from all screaming he had been doing and a frown was set deep on his face. "About damn time you stopped." He growled, annoyed that she had walked away from him and ignored his calls.
She looked up at him, searching his eyes for the truth. She wanted to be wrong. She didn't want to be right. She wanted to be wrong about it all, his lying and keeping things hidden from her. She'd rather be the jealous paranoid girlfriend than knowing that he was still lying to her. "You're an idiot." She sighed, shaking her head. Once more he growled and marched up to her. Throwing an arm around her he grumbled under his breath about how strange girls and their ever-changing emotions were. She smiled softly at his behavior but had to look away to hide the expression on her face. She loved Tsukasa with all her heart but she knew that she needed to find out what he was hiding from her if they wanted to continue to be together. But despite her determination to find out the truth she was frightened. The last time she found out about his secret she had felt so betrayed and used. Her heart broke and it felt like it would never repair. She wasn't sure if she could handle going through that same kind of pain again. So what was she supposed to do? Does she stay ignorant or should she try to find out the truth? Whatever she decided it would change everything that much she knew for sure. "I don't know what I'm supposed to do."
