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I'm angry
I'm annoyed
I'm Jealous
...but that doesn't mean that I'll stop caring for you...!
"It's okay." Her heart broke when Takumi turned his head to look at her with a smile...a sad, sad, distant smile. "I'm happy for you."
"N-No...wait, you've got it-"
"Ladies and Gentlemen, the Captain has turned on the Fasten Seat Belt sign. If you haven't already done so, please stow your carry-on luggage underneath..." the flight attendant had spoken over the PA and all of the passengers had began to shuffle to place their belongings underneath their seats and follow the instructions as the woman continued to speak.
"Fasten your seat-belt." Takumi murmured without looking at Misaki as he fastened his.
Misaki pressed her lips together, settling back in her seat to fasten hers before the flight attendant walked by her, making sure everyone is prepared.
Misaki clenched her fist, feeling such a horrible tug in her heart. She glanced at Takumi who didn't look at her, but he had now opened a book and began to read. Misaki bit her lips.
"Taku-" Misaki began but was very soon interrupted by the PA.
"At this time, we request that all mobile phones, pagers, radios and remote controlled toys be turned off..." the woman on the PA continued on to speak but Misaki ignored her to quickly turn her phone off and Takumi did the same.
Misaki sighed again, wanting very badly to talk to Takumi and clear things up. Misaki shifted in her seat uncomfortably as looked outside the small window.
Although clearing things up with Takumi is her main focus at the time, she couldn't help but think about how it's going to feel when the plane begins to take off. After all, she's never been on a plane before.
Misaki fidgeted with her thumbs, swirling them around each other as she looked out the plane with anxiety. Will she be okay on this plane ride?
Misaki then felt a heavy heat exploding inside her, she was sweating wasn't she?
Though Misaki was worried, she was still curious about Takumi. Every few minutes or so, she would look over at Takumi to see if he would talk to her yet. If he was no longer angry about the misunderstanding.
But often, she would sense or see a distress from him. Like, sometimes, he would be clenching his fists, or narrowing his eyes or closing them.
This really concerned her. Was the book that interesting? But he also didn't seem to be like he was focusing on the book. He was thinking about something else.
Finally gathering the courage to ask him if he was alright, Misaki huffed and looked at him quickly.
"T-Takumi..." Misaki murmured, and Takumi slowly opened his eyes to look her. "Are you ok?"
Takumi stared at her for a moment, confused before he looked away, nodding. "Yes...but are you ok? You're sweating."
Feeling a sudden jolt of happiness in her heart, Misaki smiled. "Yea! Just...nervous!"
"I see." Takumi nodded, going back to his reading.
Misaki frowned, the conversation was short-lived.
Misaki settled back into her seat, rubbing her head, disappointed as she fiddled with her thumbs again.
She stayed silent for a bit, soon, the Chief Flight Attendant spoke on the PA about getting ready for lift off. Misaki held her breath then. Still nervous.
Misaki took a deep breath in and out as she fisted her fists tightly together.
"It's okay." Takumi murmured, looking at her from the corner of his eyes. His emerald orbs noting the fact that she was afraid. When Misaki had looked over at Takumi, Takumi had noticed the fear in her amber eyes. "Just relax."
"O-Ok..." Misaki nodded, it came with a nervous and unsure smile.
"You're afraid of heights?" Takumi asked.
Misaki was hesitant to answer, thinking about it. Takumi smiled in amusement but quickly hiding it behind his book which he paid no attention to.
"I'm not afraid of heights...the motion is what I feel a bit bad about..and just to fuel the fire, this is my first plane trip."
"Your first?" Takumi said, finally having his book down to look at her.
Misaki smiled at him. "You finally looked at me. I thought you were going to ignore me forever!"
"I wasn't ignoring you." Takumi sighed. "I just felt...annoyed."
"Annoyed?" Takumi nodded.
Misaki paused and tensed up as soon as she felt the plane move. "Oh gosh."
"It's fine, just relax." Takumi smiled without looking at her. At the bottom of her eyes, she found Takumi's hand holding hers, to reassure her.
Misaki blushed as she felt the warmth of his hands assuring her safety. He probably thinks I'm taking advantage of him...Misaki thought sadly.
For the next 11 hours, Misaki and Takumi had sat still, sharing small conversations about small things but it was awkward. When Misaki held felt a little sick, Takumi had switched seats with her so that she sat away from the window.
Misaki sighed. She was hoping to clear it all up with him during the 11 hours but failed to when nothing had helped her spike up the conversation.
"Misaki! Wake up." Misaki had awoken up from her arm being shook gently. Misaki groaned as she sat up with head rush.
"Where are we...?" Misaki muttered, looking at the time to be 11 PM.
"The plane landed...we have to get off." Takumi said, crouching over to grab his bags. Misaki looked around her to see people gathering their stuff as well as leave. Misaki did the same.
As Misaki had gathered her stuff, Takumi had left first without her. Panicking, Misaki followed after him, just in case to guide her to where she had to go.
Misaki followed silently behind Takumi to inside the airport and to grab their luggage and towards outside of the airport. Misaki sighed as she looked around her, everything as well as everyone looked totally different than Japan.
Misaki bit her lips. As she walked a few feets away from Takumi, so that he wouldn't notice her, they had walked into a crowd. Misaki gasped.
As she lost sight of Takumi, she panicked, craning her neck to find Takumi from all of the tall people.
Cursing under her breath, as she then decided to yell Takumi's name as anxiety was over her. Misaki clenched her fists when she heard no answer.
Finally being able to squish herself through the crowd, she felt completely helpless when she came out to the exit of the airport with no one there except the Americans.
Misaki stood there, holding her luggage and her bag at her side, frowning down at her shoes.
She had lost Takumi. He was mad at her because of the misunderstanding. She honestly didn't want him to ignore her anymore. She wanted to clear everything up.
She hated this. She hated being left. She hated being left alone. Misaki frowned.
Why is it that she always loses people she loved?
What was this? The 5th time she's lost someone?
Misaki's head jerked up when as felt someone touching and holding her hand. "Hey babe, are you alone?" Misaki looked up to see a man in only shorts as he smiled down at her, talking in English. He was a pervert.
Misaki flinched, trying to free her wrist but soon, a few other men came along with the guy.
"Let go of me." Misaki said, trying to free her hand but she knew that the men did not understand her.
"Japanese? Even better!" The first man laughed, touching Misaki's waist. Misaki was pissed now. Not only was she sad, but now pissed.
With the strength she learned from Aikido classes, she flipped the first guy and he was slammed on the cement without warning. "Don't touch me!" Misaki growled in English.
What she didn't realize was that the two other men behind was going to grab her and take hold of her wrists. "You Bitch- Arg!"
Misaki looked behind her to find a blond man punching the two men before they could grab onto Misaki. Misaki's eyes widened. Blonde hair, that lean body shape, the fierce yet all-too-familiar emerald eyes. Takumi...!
"Taku-" Misaki paused when she had saw the angry look in Takumi's eyes. They had flared with anger. Misaki looked down to see Takumi's hands was still in a tight fist, baring his teeth.
"Are you ok?" Takumi murmured, not looking at Misaki. Misaki nodded with a grunt and Takumi sighed. "Good."
"You're bleeding..." Misaki said, anxious. She took Takumi's bleeding fist and held it in her hand, examining it. It seems like that he punched the guys ears which had sharp piercings.
"It's nothing." Takumi said, glaring down at the three men so squirmed to move away from Takumi.
"I'm sorry..." Misaki murmured, thinking to herself how much anger Misaki had caused Takumi.
"It's fine. The thing that matters is that you're okay. I just can't leave you away from my sight." Takumi sighed, looking at Misaki, his eyes were of relief and regret. "I'm so sorry I left you alone."
"Ah-"
"Let's go." Takumi said, taking his luggage in his one hand and holding onto Misaki's hand in the other, tightly, feeling as if he didn't want to let her out of his reach.
Misaki blushed down at their linked hand and smiled slightly. Her heart melted.
She had felt so...secure.
"I'll call a Taxi." Takumi murmured, letting go of Misaki's hand to take out his phone to call a taxi. Misaki frowned, feeling a bit chilly now that the warmth was gone. But she can still feel his warmth lingering.
"The Taxi will be here soon." Takumi murmured, turning his phone off and putting it away as he took the handle of his luggage. Misaki looked down at Takumi's hand which was still bleeding. He blood had dripped onto her hand.
Misaki scratched her head and than reached into her bag and pulled out a few bandages. She hesitated as she waved the bandages in Takumi's face. "Here. Put it on...your wounds will get infected."
Surprised, Takumi smiled as he hid a blush on his cheeks. "Thanks...but could you put it on for me?"
"Er, sure. The stuff is in my luggage." Misaki said, putting the bandages away. "I'll have to put it on for you later...but that'll be bad for your wou-"
"It's ok." Takumi smiled, taking her hand again. "I have Misaki's warmth to help suppress the pain."
"Ah!" Misaki blushed down at their hand. She looked away.
"It's fine, right, to hold your hand? Ah...or not. You're boyfr-"
"Its fine!" Misaki exclaimed, grabbing Takumi's hand as he released hers.
Takumi's eyes widened as Misaki looked down, drowning in blushes. He sighed, releasing her hands gently which caused Misaki to cringe. "No. I would ruin your relationship."
It grew silent as Misaki stood there, her body turned to him but she looked down, her heart aching. She hated it. The misunderstanding was just horrible.
She couldn't even tell him that he was wrong no matter how much she wanted to.
"It's raining...?" Takumi murmured as he sighed. "I forgot my umbrella. Misaki do-"
Takumi stopped talking, feeling an uneasiness seeing the amber eyed girl shed tears but didn't have any sounds coming out. He panicked as well as it broke his heart. "Misaki...?"
It started to rain alot then, first it was little spits now it rained quite alot. The two stood still though, not caring when they heard people behind them running away to get out of the rain.
"I'm sorry..." Misaki said still looking away, her eyes red which confirmed her distress and her cries. "I couldn't bring myself to tell you...but, Kuuga is not my boyfriend, he's my brother..."
There was a long silence as Takumi took the time to progress it all in. At last, Takumi had realized his foolishness. He looked at Misaki, who stood there, not looking at him but facing him, wet from the rain.
He sighed as he regretted not confirming her relationship first. Regretting letting her hand go when she had wanted to hold him so much. Regretting leaving and avoiding her. But behind the regrets and guilt...laid relief.
Takumi sighed, reaching into his bag to take out his big blazer. Wrapping it around Misaki's head, but he unconsciously hugged her from behind when he had only meant to put the blazer over her head to protect her from the rain
"T-Takumi?" Misaki stuttered, feeling hot as his arms wrapped around her waist from behind.
"I'm sorry, Misaki...I'm so stupid that I made you cry...I just feel relieved right now..." He said wrapping his arms around her tighter. "What the hell is wrong with me...?"
Misaki stayed silent, madly blushing that he was hugging her, smelling the light scent of Takumi swirling around her from his Blazer. She was madly happy that she had cleared it up with Takumi.
"What? Friends can't hug each other?" Takumi smirked as he felt her tenseness under his hold.
"I guess they do..." Misaki smiled as she allowed Takumi's arms reassured her...to help her push away the storm of her life.
I'm an idiot...Misaki thought to herself. Why do I feel this way? I shouldn't be trusting guys...yet...I can't refuse this jerk...
"Wait a minute! You rented a apartment here?!" Misaki gawked at Takumi, who was dripping wet and was standing in front of the apartment next to hers. "This is getting too weird to be a coincidence!"
"Ah, you're right." Takumi smirked. "How lucky am I? I can stay in a place where Misaki is near."
Misaki blushed and then turned the key on her door and opened it and headed inside, soaking wet. "Idiot."
When Misaki was inside and she turned on the lights, she gawked at the huge place. Of course, she did see the outside...but she didn't realized that the inside was big!
Everything was like a high class hotel room. Neat, elegant, looks crazy pricey. Misaki then realized how pricey this would've been to rent it for a few nights.
"Oh no..." Misaki muttered to herself, realizing that they, the staff of Diamond House, had already paid for the ticket as well as 2 weeks at this hotel...who would know the price? "I will murder them...!"
As Misaki placed her bag down as well as her luggage, she walked over to the living room to get a better look at the place when she kept hearing a squish under her foot.
Realizing that she's still soaking wet, she rushed to the bathroom to as she took her luggage to go to change her cloths.
When Misaki was inside the washroom, again, she realized that she still had Takumi's blazer. "Damn."
Quickly unzipping her luggage to find dry cloths, she had realized something for them millionth time. The bandages.
Takumi was still wounded and she still hadn't treated his wound. Not to mention that the rain probably didn't make it any better. Misaki cursed under her breath.
"Why the hell do I keep forgetting things?" Misaki muttered to herself as she angrily changed her cloths and rushed out the door along with her first-aid kit and Takumi's blazer.
Locking her apartment door behind her as she slipped on her slippers and ran over to Takumi's apartment. She knocked on the door and waited for it to open.
As soon as the door opened, Misaki exclaimed, "Takumi! Your wound! I have t-"
"Misaki?" Takumi's eyes widened as Misaki stood there gawking at Takumi's chest which was bare and wet, revealing way too much to her. He stood there, half naked without a care in the world. His hand brushing his damp blond hair back.
"I...uh...!" Misaki blushed as she looked away, throwing Takumi's blazer at him. "You forgot it..."
"Thanks..." Takumi chuckled, taking the wet blazer. "Is that all?"
"Yea...No! I mean..." Misaki continued to blush, wishing that he would cover up his bare...muscular chest. Misaki held up her first-aid kit. "I need to treat your hand!"
"Ah...that's right." Takumi murmured, looking down at his still bleeding hand. "Come in."
Misaki didn't move an inch. She still looked away from him.
"What's the matter?"
"Put a shirt on." Misaki answered immediately.
"...Oh! That's right. Sorry, Misaki. I was still changing." Takumi chuckled at the blushing Misaki as he reached into his luggage which sat on the wall and took out a shirt and put it over himself. "There."
"I'm coming in." Misaki muttered, taking off her slippers as she came inside.
"I'm sorry. I'm used to walking around the house half naked." Takumi said as a matter of fact as he closed the door and walked into the kitchen, grabbing a drink.
"What a pervert...I'm going to treat your wound and go." Misaki said as she sat down and started to prepare his treatment.
Misaki looked around, feeling nervous but not overly nervous. She's been to a guys place plenty of times to get used to it. Misaki blushed to herself.
"It's amazing how we keep bumping into each other." Takumi said as he walked over to Misaki.
"I know right...I'm just shocked you're here. Sitting beside me on the plane, staying in the same hotel, beside my apartment, also at home you're living in the same building." Misaki sighed. "Sometimes I really do wonder if you're a stalker."
"I'm not..." Takumi laughed as he sat down and gave Misaki his bleeding hand. "It's just fate working her magic."
"Right...if fate was real, I'm not her fan." Misaki muttered as she whipped Takumi's blood off, her eyes looked distant and sad as she spoke, remembering her days with him, her ex-prince...her ex-boyfriend.
"Neither was I...until she gave me a reason to keep going." Takumi smiled, staring at Misaki.
Misaki smiled as she thought about it, blushing slightly. "I guess she gave me a reason too." Misaki glanced up at Takumi and smiled.
Blushing, Takumi looked away and Misaki continued to treat his bleeding hand, oblivious at how much Takumi was blushing.
As soon as Misaki finished, Misaki took out those long bandage papers as she wrapped it around Takumi's hand. She never noticed before...but Takumi's hands were very smooth and big. Why didn't she notice when they had held her so much?
"All done." Misaki muttered, cleaning up.
"Thank you. What would've I have done without you." Takumi smiled at her, noting the fact that she knew how to tend the wounded.
Misaki blushed, standing up. "It's nothing...I'm going!"
"Hmm? Okay." Takumi stood up to guide her out. "Oh, by the way."
"What?" Misaki asked as she put on her slippers.
"I hear that the CEO of Walker's Corps is coming back from his vacation early." Takumi said with a smirk, knowing that he was the CEO.
"Really?!" Misaki's eyes lit up as she turned around to face Takumi. Her happiness was short lived as it turned into confusion. "Wait...why are you telling me this?"
"Didn't you say you're interview was there...?"
"No." Misaki said surely but hesitated. "At least I think not..."
Panicking, Takumi chuckled nervously. "Oh...I thought you did..."
"Speaking of jobs." Misaki said, suspicious as she pointed a finger at Takumi. "Who are you?"
"Takumi, your friend, your neighbor, your-"
"No! That's not what I meant. I meant, where do you work? I barely know anything about you." Misaki said, realizing the very few things she knew about Takumi. "Not to mention that you have a lot of money and free time as far as I've noticed!"
"Um..." Takumi chuckled, running a hand through his damp hair. "You'll find out soon enough, now you better go home and dry your hair...you'll get sick."
"What do you mean by soon-"
"Bye!" Takumi waved enthusiastically as he pushed Misaki gently out the door. As soon as he was out, Takumi huffed in relief as he sank onto the floor, running a hand through his hair. "That was close..."
An hour later on that night...
1:24 AM
"A thunder storm...?" Misaki muttered as she stood in front of the window of the hotel apartment. She watched as rain was heavily falling and thunder grumbling in the background and lightning striking the highest places here and there.
Misaki clenched her fist against her heart, as she felt it aching. Her entire body then shook with fear as she took a few steps from the window.
"Oh no..." Misaki muttered, hugging herself as fear runs through her body.
Ever since a few years ago, Misaki had a fear of thunderstorms.
The night she had found out about her mother's death...it was a day where there was a thunder storm.
And one more death...was caused on a Thundering stormy night filled with lightning that harms people.
Misaki clenched her fists. Thunders and Lightning...are terrifying things.
Without knowing why, Misaki immediately thought about Takumi. She immediately felt insecure as she realized that he wasn't here with her right now.
Biting her lips, she quickly walked out of her apartment and to next door, feeling that if she's with someone...she'd feel safe.
Lightning and thunder both...made her lose important people in her life. She didn't want to make the same mistake again.
As lightning clashed, Misaki flinched in fear as she slammed her fist on Takumi's door faster and harder. Completely scared.
Misaki soon felt wetness in her eyes as she wiped them away.
Please! Wake up! Takumi...!
When the door opened without a warning, Misaki fell over as the door opened and Misaki came into contact with Takumi's body when she had fell.
Still scared, Misaki wrapped her arms around Takumi's waist as she fell, hugging him tightly, ignoring this embarrassing feeling. She was stupid to do this...but...she felt secure with him.
Very safe...
"Misaki?!" Takumi gasped as his body slammed against the floor, Misaki still hugging him on top of him.
Takumi touched her head to feel that it was hot. "Misaki?"
"L-Let me stay...don't go...I...I'm so scared...!" Misaki said, her entire body shaking and she flinched as the next lightning sounded. She squeezed onto Takumi. "Don't let me go...!"
"Misaki..." Takumi murmured, still blushing. Takumi sighed as she realized that Misaki had a fear of lightning and Thunder. Takumi sat up and pulled Misaki along with him, this moment completely reminding him of her.
Takumi narrowed his eyes. This time...Misaki is different. I won't make the same mistake.
Holding Misaki in his arms, he wrapped his arms around her to secure her safety as he hugged her, placing his chin on her head. "It's okay...you're safe with me."
"Don't let me go..."
"I wont..." Takumi murmured, tightening his embrace on her, extracting his warm of reassurance. "Never..."
The strength of a man isn't seen in the power of his arms.
It's seen in the love with which he
EMBRACES you with.
~Dr. Steve Maraboli
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