Chapter 9:

The thing that struck Hana was how white everything was. Flowers, chairs, petals in the ground, even the sun's light seemed white. She had agreed to meet with Mugi at the entrance of the church, her mom went ahead to greet the rest of the invitees. But the wait was horrible. She had been bumped by at least six people who were distracted with either food or chatting, rather than looking at where their feet were stepping.

Everyone was smiling, talking, commenting on the displays of flowers and tables. Everything was perfect, Akane thought, as she quietly spied from behind a curtain in a corridor. She had yet to make her entrance but she was satisfied with how everything was going for now. She caught a glimpse of the dark haired girl at the entrance, struggling to not be in the way of the people coming in. The bird to be smiled slightly, she really hadn't thought that the girl would come. She looked rather elegant, instead of the usual cute she would hear other students qualify her. Her dress was silk grey and sleek all the way from her corset to the bottom of her feet. It accentuated her feminine curves and naked shoulders. She wore a rather imposing necklace, two rows of white silver pearls gently rested on the creek between neck and shoulders. Her hair were slightly curled and she had minimum makeup on.

Then Akane held her breath, a blond young man had grabbed Hana by the elbow, saving her from being bumped by a man busy with his cellphone. The music teacher had been surprised by the girl's beauty, now she was absolutely shocked by how both of them shone in the entrance. He looked like a prince, with dark tuxedo, hair brushed back, his height and muscular form where put forward in this outfit. He was indeed a man. The strawberry blond woman smiled to herself, she had bed him, a simple memory, but she did feel flattered.

Now she turned back to put her dress on and makeup, she hoped that these two would find their happy wishes and accomplish them.

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"What are you doing in the entrance you dummy!" Hana had heard a voice comment as she was pulled back by a hand. She landed on a firm chest and looked up at Mugi, he was absolutely beautiful, handsome, sexy, impressive, and the list could go on in her head. She blushed and shouted back:

"Waiting for you, idiot!"

She stepped back and brushed her dress down. The blond young man devoured her with his eyes. He couldn't believe how much a simple and elegant dress could make him want to just unzip it, and savor her naked body. He glanced to the bar and decided it was time to move otherwise he would gladly take her away from here and actually follow his less than saint thoughts.

Hana rested her hand on his arm as they both walked to the buffet and bar. There were so many dishes for the entrance and snacks to chose from.

Mugi grabbed them two glasses of champagne and smiled at her slightly frowned expression.

"Well I figured since we are now at the wedding of our first live interests we might as well get drunk to make it fun." He explained and choked a giggle as she sipped all of the liquid in her glass at once and asked for another one.

"Maybe you are right, we could then get so drunk to have the guts to stand up and walk out of here in the middle of the ceremony." Hana laughed and they then both grabbed some snacks from the display.

They both walked around the hall and observed the crowd in silence. Kanai-Sensei was nowhere to be seen, and people were slowly starting to take their places in the seats near the aisle. Hana was nervous about seeing Onii-Chan. She wanted him to at least for today, look at her as the woman she had become. She wanted this day to be a final farewell, so that she could move on properly too.

"He will regret turning you down in the first place once he sees you like this." Murmured her partner as he gently grabbed her hands she was fidgeting

"I'm not sure about that, but you look handsome too." She stated, thanking him silently for the support and compliment he was providing.

"By the way… how are things with Tomoe ?" He asked and he unconsciously squeezed her hand a little as they were heading towards their seats. The young girl was taken aback by his question and blushed.

"He is a nice friend, sometimes a pain though." She replied.

"Good in bed ?" Mugi grumbled, he widened his eyes, realizing he had spoken out loud his most brutal thoughts and worries.

"What is that supposed to mean!" She barked as she pulled her hand back from his and glared at him. She then added, " You shouldn't comment because who knows how many girls you had sex with in these past months! Jerk!"

She was furious and accelerated her pace and sat down. She felt tears welling up in the eyes, she looked at the ceiling, trying to contain hurtful words she wanted to say to him. She breathed and before sitting down, she grabbed a glass of liquor that was on a waitresses tray. She saw Mugi do the same and down his glass in one gulp. If they kept this going, they were really going to end up trashing the place, she thought.

Mugi sat down next to her silently. He was feeling guilty, he did act shamelessly for all this time. But now he was also angry at her, for never reaching for him, for going into the arms of another. Damn he was even angry at the stupid ceremony altogether.

"You shouldn't keep drinking." Hana said bluntly.

"Says the one with rose cheeks from the glasses you finished." He whispered softly into her ears. He knew he was teasing her. But he liked how her breath would slightly be disturbed and then he would drown into her dark eyes eyeing him.

"It was your idea in the first place!" She hissed.

"Then if you are so obedient, why don't I inform you of my next idea?" Hana rolled her eyes at his words and concentrated on her posture. He had a way of getting under her skin. Always making her want more, may it be irritation, happiness, boredom.

"We has agreed to take some distance from each other. Why did we change ?" Hana said.

"We are scums. We never know what we want. We change our opinions, desires. What do you want me to say ?" He answered with a slightly annoyed expression, he never enjoyed talks like this.

"Then tell me what you want right now." Hana ordered with a determined look.

"Gosh Hana I…" He started but he was cut off as the assembly rose for the groom and the priest walking down the aisle.

Hana held her breath, her Onii-Chan was all in white too. He was very good looking, yet she found something different about him. He was nervous. She smiled, she somewhat felt compassionate now, she silently had accepted his fate and now wanted to support him as he had supported her. He couldn't see her but she hoped her thoughts reached him.

Not much after Akane made her entrance and the crowd gasped. She had a huge white Goan that made her look like a princess. Her future husband wanted to just kneel down to her feet and embrace her beauty. Mugi tensed up too. He gulped down hard when he saw the couple jointing hands. He felt a small petite hand wrap around his and he brought Hana a little bit closer to him.

The priest started to speak out the words of union. As they were hidden by the crowd, Hana and Mugi both held hands and stood tall and firm.

This was Kanai-sensei's wish, and Akane's too. They were realizing it. It only was normal to hope for them to find another one too. The young pair remained expressionless throughout all of the ceremony.

After the kiss, everyone cheered. They all went to congratulate the couple. Kanai-Sensei then looked at Hana and Mugi, both slightly afar. There were so many people around that they could only congratulate them from a certain distance. But indeed the now married man was surprised by the young girl's beauty. He also admired how proudly Mugi held her hand. He smiled at both of them and joined his bride.

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Hana and Mugi walked away from the crowd silently and holding hands. They both grabbed a glass of champagne again and sipped it quickly.

"Well that wasn't that bad." Hana commented and put her glass down. She was about to turn to Mugi when he grabbed her hand and pulled her into a corridor. She struggled to keep up with him and found herself being pushed into a tiny staff room.

"What are you…" She started saying as Mugi locked the door. He then approached her at a quick pace and loosened his bow tie as he came up to her.

"You asked what I wanted, then here I go."

Mugi's eyes told her everything, she wasn't surprised when his lips fell onto hers. Her whole body got engulfed in flames. She felt her skin become electricity and her heart was about to explode. Her chest ached from desire and she wrapped her hands around his neck. His lips were soft yet rough at the same time. His kisses were passionate and hungry, as if he was scared that she might vanish out of thin air. She licked his bottom lip, asking desperately for entry and he granted her it. Their tongues dances together and both of them slightly moaned at the satisfying feeling of kissing each other at last. His hands traveled from her face to her sides and then he rested them onto her lower back, caressing the soft fabric of her dress.

Mugi knew he had to slow the kiss down otherwise he doubted he could control himself any further. But hearing her muted moans and feeling her body press up to his, didn't exactly help him try to regain control. He embraced her fully and crushed her to his chest. His lungs were heaving for air, his mind was blank and his body was screaming for more.

Hana swiftly left his lips to direct her kisses to his neck. He sighed and gently stroked her bare arms and shoulders. She wrapped her arms around his waist, pressing them closer. Her knees were weak and she held onto him for dear life. Right now she knew she had it all. And she jerked her head back went he kissed her shoulder. She tensed up as she realized he saw the light bite mark from Tomoe. He raised an eyebrow and looked up to her.

"Is that all he could do?" Mugi asked with anger in his rusty voice. Hana moaned loudly when Mugi slightly lowered the top of her corset to reveal the top of a white and smooth breast. He then dipped down and licked and sucked the tender skin. The kiss mark he was leaving her was his proof of jealousy, of anger. He was a bit rough with her but she didn't mind. She now felt like stripping down for him on the spot and let him mark her all he wanted. Mugi put her dress back in place.

"Could it be that you are jealous?" She asked with a smirk.

"Just possessive." Mugi murmured with a smile and kissed her again. They both languidly traveled each other's lips and sighed with pleasure while caressing their bodies.

Mugi knew he was going to have to put all of this to a stop, his trousers were feeling way to small right now and he recognized her eyes dark with desire, making him want to satisfy all of her needs.

He stepped back and held her close to him. He kissed her forehead, wondering how long it took him to really see her for who she was, instead of imagining Akane. He now only could see her, feel her, need her more. He wanted to shout at her for having been with Tomoe. But now he could only forgive her.

"Don't kiss him again, don't go to his house again, just come to me." He asked almost pleadingly as he grabbed her chin to raise her head up for their eyes to meet.

"Well I ask you the same then. Cause last time you wanted me to date you seriously, you ended up in the sheets of your crush. How come I'm always the one being alone in the end ?" She spit and walked past him.

"Hana!" He stopped her and turned her around, "I'm not letting you go. And trust me you know as well as I do that we can't be apart."

She shook her head and left the room, confused more than ever. It hurt, to be back with him somehow, it brought back memories, both happy and painful. She loved him. She loved him so much it hurt every time she remembered how badly they could harm each other. But she wanted him. She realized that as she stopped dead in her tracks.

Mugi was just closing the door of the staff room and walking down the corridor when he saw her coming back. She had tears in her eyes and her cheeks were flushed. He opened his arms in an embrace and let her dive into it. He kissed her again, knowing all too well she was battling with her thoughts. But he didn't want her to think. He wanted her to stay there and feel.

"Be mine." He said to her as he cradled her face in his big hands.

Tears fell down her cheeks, her beautiful eyes were a pain to look at, all her emotions were stuck in them and he wanted to cry out all of the pain he was feeling in his chest too.

"I already was."

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The week end had passed swiftly. Hana had had time to rest and think. Maybe overthink a lot too. But she found herself touching her lips lightly, to remember how it felt to be kissed by Mugi.

Hana was now going up the stairs of the main building of the school. Minora had asked her to leave some paper for the festival in the student council room, so she was headed there but the ascension seemed endless. She sighed when she opened the door, she would've liked to enjoy her break and maybe get a chance to talk to Mugi. She had seen him in class but they had only been able to glance at each other and smile. Studying was important, always.

"Well hello there." Someone purred behind her and the hair at the back of her neck made her shiver as she tensed up. She put the stack of paper on the table, trying to resist the temptation to spin around and face Tomoe.

"Now I understand why Minora was so pushy about me bringing the papers here." Hana commented as she leaned on the edge of the table and crossed her arms in front of her chest, hoping it would somehow send a message.

There was a wall between them, well at least in her mind.

"How was the wedding ?" Tomoe asked as he circled the table to come to her, he did it slowly, as if strategically.

"Good, a nice ceremony. A bit long for my taste, but good otherwise." She answered.

"How about Mugi?"

"What about him?" She said with a monotone voice while her heart skipped a beat at the name.

"Well don't you think he is trying to win you back ?" Tomoe suggested and he stood firmly in front of her with all his height.

"I don't think he is trying." He already won, she thought instead. But that was a detail Tomoe didn't need to know. He eyed her carefully, he didn't like it when girls grew too sassy, or too rebellious. He liked how fiesty she was, but her tone was aggressive, more than usual.

"You didn't call me this week end…" he murmured as he stroked a strand of hair and pushed it behind her ear, exposing her neck.

"I didn't feel like it." She shrugged and the strand of hair fell again.

Tomoe knew something was up, but she wasn't the cooperative type. She made him crazy, right now the only thing he wanted was to spread her legs open and make her moan.

The dark haired man pressed up closer to her and felt her tense up. He layed his palm on the table next to her side.

"How about this week end?" He asked in her ear.

Shivers ran through her, not necessarily because of pleasure, she was just remembering how she had shamelessly given herself to him. She now felt vulnerable, and she hated it.

"I already have plans."

"Do you?"

"None of your business."

"He fucked you didn't he?"

Her hand pushed his chest with all her strength, and he was surprised by her sudden action. He had done it on purpose, hitting a sensitive subject. He knew it wasn't true, but he was glad his provocation worked.

"Fine, let's not get ahead of ourselves. You guys a couple now? So fast? Damn, I knew you liked taking your own decisions, but I didn't think you were the kind to make hasty ones." He chuckled and she was already heading to the door.

The boy caught her arm and stopped her.

"You might regret this." He warned, and she shot him a glare.

"Who knows." She barked and stormed out of the room just as the bell rang. She felt Tomoe's steps behind her, his class wasn't on the same floor, yet he was following her as the corridors slowly emptied themselves.

She saw some of the last students get inside her class, she caught a glimpse of Mugi chatting with a mate of his. She was about to smile to him when she felt an arm wrap around her shoulders and was quick enough to jerk her head back to avoid Tomoe's kiss. His lips landed on her cheek but his smirk was there nonetheless.

Haba gasped with indignation and he saw Mugi's hands balling up in fists. She shook her head slightly and tried to soothe him from afar as Tomoe continued to walk down the corridor.

"Well played mate!" He said to Mugi as he passed in front of him.

The young girl was already resting a hand on the blond man's arm, just in case. They both followed their peers in the classroom and sat down.

Hana glanced out the window, it was windy outside, a little bit like the mood in the corridors. She sighed, she knew Tomoe had a big ego, but for him to be so irritating. She now felt like going back in time and never ever going to his house. She could only blame herself, of course, but how was she supposed to know he would exaggerate things like this. Everyone knew him for being possessive with his toys, but she wasn't like the other girls.

Hana heard a rustle on her table. She glanced and saw a piece of paper.

She looked at Mugi and he blinked his eyes discreetly. She oponed the paper and read with a palpitating heart.

"Saturday pick you up at 19h."