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A/N: I could not proof read it; so plz don't mind any errors if there, though I do pay attention while typing. But you never know *shrug*
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Chapter 8: Announcements; part 2
Misaki was looking around the huge room; noticing each and every detail, the huge crystal chandelier, mirror fixed west walls, elaborate paintings on the ceilings, the extravagant number of guests and the insane number of waiters. She was fast on realizing that all of these would be a part of her daily life soon, as soon as she marries Takumi and steps into this house – no, Mansion as a wife of the Japan's no. 1 Bachelor.
'This is ridiculous. He is not that smart to be voted number one! Where is he anyways?'
She turned around to look for her fiancé, now not even pretending to be a part of the discussion girls were having on the 'best dressed woman in the room – hall' whichever suits this monstrous room more.
She spotted him walking towards her; and she stilled, he was in a white three piece suit, with a nonchalant expression on his face and the unruly spiky hair giving him a bonus to achieve that look. They held the eye contact until he reached her and lightly touched her exposed back with a nod in lieu of greetings. She shivered; and Takumi felt the heat rise from the tip of the contact his skin made with her. The electricity did not go unnoticed by any of the girls and when they noticed that they were not planning on breaking that eye contact any time soon they cleared their throats.
Takumi smirked realizing this was the second time he had to be reminded of his surroundings in mere five minutes.
"Hello ladies!" he turned towards everyone in the circle still keeping a light hand on Misaki's back. The heat of her back made him think of how heated her body would be if he touched her - stop, Takumi; stop before things get out of hands.
He cleared his throat to shake the thoughts away.
"Enjoying the party I hope."
"Not really." Harumi deadpanned.
"It is a tad bit boring, boy. What did your event managers have in mind when they considered the 'entertainment' aspect of this party." Sakura completed, and Misaki glared at them; taking offense as if that was part of her duty now, considering the Walker family.
Takumi chuckled; "No but sweetheart this is a business party; what did you expect, DJ?"
"Yeah, something like that. I want to dance." Suzuna voiced her opinion.
"Well then, I will see what I can do about that dancing thing." He complied at which Misaki got alarmed.
"No, you don't have to arrange for dancing just because Suzu wants to dance; it is a business party after all. Suzuna stop being so insensitive."
"Misaki…." Takumi whispered near her ear and she closed her eyes involuntarily, everyone looked away felling they were intruding the privacy of the couple, " you know I will get my sister – in – law anything she asks for, right? And she made that request to me; so you don't exactly have a right to deny her, right?" he all but breathed the last word and Misaki was flushed from the coarseness of it.
He chuckled very lightly right at her ear and turned around to find, Yukimura; his grandfather's PA to make the required arrangements.
When he was well out of sight Misaki let out the breath she did not know she was holding. She shook her head to come out of the trance that he had unknowingly put her into.
'That insufferable pervert!'
A while later when the topic for discussion was various socialites and their extremely ugly taste in fashion; the men all stood next to their partners; including Takumi and Shintani who was last to enter the party hall.
"So Suzuna your request will be followed through just as soon as grandfather makes all the announcements he need to make and address the media that is almost barging up the front entrance of this hall." Takumi announced. His free from the scotch glass hand finding home at Misaki's waist.
Suzuna nodded enthusiastically and Sakura and Harumi started asking their husbands to dance when the music would once begin.
"But right now I need to go and stand next to my grandfather when he makes the announcements about one his retirement; two: my taking over the entire business and three: my engagement with Misaki." He squeezed her waist a little at the last reason and then gave a slight nod to all the men standing there as a signal to follow him towards the main door of the room to provide a moral support when he addresses the media; the same journalists he has the least patience for.
Every man of the immediate group left their ladies behind and walked with Takumi to the front door and the girls started their discussion on the fun they were about to have on the dance floor.
A little after quarter of an hour; when the girls were eagerly awaiting the return of the men with a glass of champagne in each of their hands; the noise from the front of the hall rose exceptionally, of course the constant clicking of the cameras was still there but another set of angry words were easily mixed with those constant shutter sounds.
Not only the girls but the whole party was now quiet to strain over the sounds coming from not but twenty steps away. When a sudden shout of Takumi's name filtered in the party hall, which was undoubtedly in Tora's voice. Misaki started moving towards the front door and her pace increased with every step. She felt agitated and was highly concerned as to what could cause such turn of events in a mere fifteen minutes.
Just as she was about to round the corner to the front door, Kuuga's strong arms held her from walking any further,
"Misaki listen to me; any thing, but do not. Do you hear, DO NOT go out front." His voice urgent made Misaki more uneasy.
"What happened? What is going on outside?" Sakura voiced the question in Misaki's throat, they all had run towards the door as well and soon almost everyone was nearing them.
"Let's hope that whatever happened was a misunderstanding or else that reporter will lose his life today and I don't think anyone will be able to stop Takumi."
"Stop talking in riddles Kuuga," Misaki almost yelled," what happened?"
Just then two huge bodyguards were dragging an arms flailing and swearing Takumi towards the small room adjoining the big hall. Misaki started walking towards that room; she had never seen Takumi this angry before, he was always contained and never really let anyone see the magnitude his anger could take, because that was hazardous.
Kuuga had stopped others to follow her saying 'it was private' though no doubt the debacle that happened outside would make the front page of every newspaper and tabloid.
Misaki stopped in front of the small lounge that the bodyguards, Tora, Kanou, Shintani, Mr. Walker and Maria(Takumi's assistant) had taken him to, the door was cracked open and people a mile away could easily hear Takumi swearing a blue streak and yelling.
"Why did you bring me in; I am going to kill that man." He yelled.
"Takumi calm down, you really can not kill a common man like that over a statement, it's idiotic." Mr. Walker tried reasoning.
"A statement…." He yelled again," Fuck, you call it just a statement, he called her a gold digger, and do you understand what this could do to her reputation."
"Takumi…" Tora tried reasoning this time.
"No. No. You listen to me, forget what this could do to her reputation, which is a big stake mind it, but think how would Misaki feel about it if she gets to know that public could carry such notions about her, she would be hurt and I am not going to let that happen."
"We would not have let anyone nurture such notions if you had acted rationally and not punched that man." Mr. Walker was clearly pissed.
"Acted rationally? When I had ever acted rationally? And I am not letting this get out in public anyhow, Maria go and buy all the footage from the reports that were here and make an official statement that was what we had originally planned to release."
"Yes sir, on it." Misaki heard all this and decided this was the time to make her presence known.
As soon as Maria left the room looking apologetically at Misaki, she pushed the door further open and stepped in, everyone turned to her, Shintani and Kanou let out the sighs of relief, Tora and Mr. Walker had quizzical expressions and Takumi was somewhat stumped?
No one was saying a thing and she was having a hard time to think where to start a conversation from.
"I heard…"She started.
"Misaki I am so…" Takumi was cut mid sentence when she motioned him to stop,
"Can I talk to him for a minute." Her request was immediately complied and she turned to Kanou just as he was about to leave," Kanou, go and get the room settled, the guests are looking for a good show anyhow. Why don't you go and comply Suzuna's request, I am sure Yukimura had everything arranged."
He nodded once and left the room shutting the door behind.
Misaki looked at Takumi then; her face softened looking at the blood dropping from his nose.
She pulled him and made him sit at the recliner; which could easily fit two people at a time,
"Misaki, I am sorry; I…."
"What are you sorry for, punching that guy?"
"Well not exactly, I am happy I punched him but I am sorry he said what he said about you."
"You don't have to be; you can't exactly stop people from saying what they are thinking, can you?"
"Yes but I very well can beat the living day out of them if they say something, anything about you that I don't like." His voice again held that anger that went missing a few seconds ago.
"First of all, calm down. And secondly tell me where the first aid box is."
Takumi pointed towards a small cabinet towards the farthest right corner of the room. She was surprised to know that the small room did have a first aid box.
"Every room in this house has a first aid box." He answered her unvoiced question.
"What? How did you, forget it. You are a mind reading alien."
She made her way back towards him and saw that he was still very angry.
So she thought that she would use the old trick that always lifted his heavy moods. She shoved him a little so that his back was flushed to the backrest of the recliner and she straddled him. The skirt of her dress hiking up a bit and heels touching the fabric covered calf.
He chuckled, " Feels like déjà vu."
"It sure does; after all you haven't acted like a kid in ages." She joked.
His hands rested on the curve of her hips, he looked up at her," now I am acting like a kid."
"Of course; you act irrationally every time you get angry and never accept the fact. And it doesn't bother me in the least what people say or think about me; what you and our friends think is all that matters, and you have no idea how happy I am that you care so much about me; but caring to the level of blood oozing out of your nose is not acceptable."
He looked down momentarily, watching her work with the first aid box,
"You think my anger's gonna melt down if you straddle me to cut my anger; what was I eight back then? I don't work like that anymore, Misa!"
"Oh really?"
"Really." His voice low and husky with that heart throbbing smirk, she for the first time felt what a scandalous position they were in; this was fine when they were eight; not when they were about to get married.
She flushed furiously and started lifting herself off of him but his hands on her hips forced her back down,
"Will you not treat my wounds?" he made a mock hurt voice.
"I can do that from someplace else; after all I can't cut that anger anymore, right? You don't work like that anymore." She smirked herself and he laughed.
"Okay, you win I won't get angry, but I don't promise to not get angry again if it is in your defense, or any of the girl's for that matter."
"Given. By the way why is your nose bleeding, I thought you were the one who punched the guy."
"He flinged his camera in self defense and it hit my nose; but I did punch him for it again and I think his nose would be bleeding more than mine anyways." Misaki snorted and dabbed the upper lips with an antiseptic dipped cotton ball.
"You have a scratch on your forehead as well." She stated as a matter of fact.
"Dunno how I got that." He shrugged lightly.
After she was done with the scratches and blood, she looked straight at him in the eye,
"Thank you for doing what you did, but be careful; I do not want you punning around punching and kicking people just because they said something about your best friend." The last two words were a slip of tongue; after all she had been his 'best friend' for years and their relation was recently redefined. So he naturally caught her on those.
"You are not just my best friend, Misa; you are and have been for quite a while now the most important woman in my life. You are the most precious person for me who breathes and I am never going to let anything happen to you. I will always protect you; no matter what."
The intensity of his words was so much that Misaki soon found it hard to breathe; she was staring straight into his eyes which were turning a black from emerald by the second. They were so close that they were breathing the same air and Takumi was leaning towards her which made her sure that soon all sense of this world would leave her mind.
Takumi did not disappoint this chain of thought, because as soon as Misaki was shifted most comfortably in his lap; he attached his lips to her and all thoughts promptly escaped her brain.
He sweetly tried extracting response from Misaki's frozen lips but he was losing his cool because her taste and that unique flower – citrus smell that defined her was soon taking over his senses. The moment she moved her lips in sync with his he lurched forward; hands bringing all of her as close to him as the position allowed. Misaki helped by tugging on his soft spiky hair and his lower neck.
'How could something so spiky be this soft?'
She was even more surprised that her muddled brain formed a coherent thought.
A low moan from the back of her throat made Takumi and Misaki lost to the world; he was no more sweet and soft but bordering towards the maddening intense that makes you fall over the edge, she was literally falling over the edge of the recliner, if it wasn't for Takumi holding her from the back she would have long been on the floor, and who was he to compliant, he was kissing her brains out and palming her most exposed expanse of skin, he was in his on – earth heaven.
A knock on the door startled them both and brought back to the crushing reality that they were a few steps away from a large gathering who were celebrating their impending marriage.
"Fuck. Who is it?" Takumi was visibly unhappy with the interruption and was placing Misaki back on her feet and standing up as well.
"Sir, Mr. Walker and others are asking for you at the makeshift dance floor, he says you need to be their fully composed and act as if the last forty five minutes never happened." Maria's voice, (his assistant) was a bit muffled.
'It had only been forty five minutes?'
"We will soon be out there." Takumi said while hand combing his hair.
He turned to look at Misaki who was correcting her slightly turned dress, and gave her a smirk that said you – are – amazing! She colored a deep shade of red at tried looking some other way.
He held her face; turned it towards him with the help of his fingers placed at her chin;
"How can I forget the time when I supposedly had one of the most intense kisses of my life." He smarmed.
She turned a shade deeper and tried looking down; then a sudden feeling of jealousy made its way to her stomach and it did not settle well with her. She looked at him again; brows almost knit together.
"One of the most intense? How many have you kissed like that before?" her voice clearly showed her unease.
"Who said about kissing anyone else?" he chuckled and made his way towards the door; she was thoroughly confused, and just as he turned the knob of the door and was about to leave he turned around and looked at straight in the eye,
"That was future reference girl; you really don't think that I will go easy on you, so you? This was our first intense kiss; who knows how many are to come?" he shrugged as if it was the most discussed topic in the world and left her standing there jaw slackened and beet red.
A few steps away he heard the words and chuckled to himself.
"PERVERTED OUTER SPACE ALIEN!"
A/N: So, I finally brought them to the next level; please leave a review with how you think this was. Personal thanks to everyone who have reviewed, followed and favorite up until now.
Innerflame98; hope you are satisfied! Ankhe band kar ke dreamily sigh kar sakti ho ab, jitna man kare utna.
longest chapter by far!
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