Yuppp 6 days and another chapter! One more to go and it will be done ;) Before you start to read this chapter, you might want to check my profile: I've put Kyoko's picture as well as Eimi's picture. I don't know for you but sometimes I like to know what a person looks like when I read. Of course those pictures are real manga characters because I can't draw but I modified little things on photoshop.

PS: okay I know that a child of 1 year is not supposed to talk or to walk, but just bear with it for this story ;)

PS 2: Someone (sailor peach) noticed something (very wise) about the celebrity of Igarashi, just so that every one is on the same page, let's just suppose that there's a japan law which prohibited the publication of pictures of child under 2 years. So yeah, Usui never saw what Kyoko looked like ;)

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Something Unexpected

He must not intrude in her life. He must let her live her life with her daughter without any intervention of him.

He must and he will...

At least for now…

"Who was she? An old friend from your school?"

Eimi innocently asked, coming out from the bathroom. She sat on the sofa next to Usui, who was still holding the phone.

She stopped to brush her wet hair, realizing the grave look on his face.

"It was Misaki" He informed her with a hoarse voice.

She froze, suddenly uncomfortable.

"Oh… and you think she heard it when I called you honey" She asked, truly sorry about the situation.

He put back delicately the phone where it was.

"Don't be sorry. We both agreed to act like a real couple in front of others"

She nodded and slid the brush in her hair, somehow hesitantly.

"And are they both coming to the wedding?"

He looked at her and immediately understood what she really meant.

"Yeah, Igarashi is coming"

4 months later

Either she leaves or she stays and accepts the fact that he was happy. Because, indeed, he was. Looking handsome, as always, his face couldn't be much brighter when his fiancée entered.

Pain.

But she won't show it. Under the guise of a smile, she'll be the only one to know that the more the bride walked towards him, the more she was going insane.

Seeing her reaching the priest, her gaze slowly drifted to Usui. He was smiling, his attention entirely focused on his future wife.

Misaki gulped while a certain disappointment clenched her ribcage. But she remained focused on their wedding vows, realizing that it would be silly to wish that he'd be looking at her and only her.

First because he had a beautiful white sight in front of him and second because she was at the back of the church; their flight got delayed so they arrived late at the ceremony.

She turned her gaze to her daughter next to her who was presently acting like a model child: calm and totally unaware about the fact that the groom was her father.

But she didn't have to know, not yet.

Misaki looked at the priest, but her attention got momentarily disturbed by the repeated sound of Igarashi's foot hitting the floor. He looked tensed up and now that she thought about it, he had been acting like that since the day he saw an article about Eimi and Usui's wedding.

But he didn't have to be nervous because Misaki wasn't dumb. She won't make a typical scene at Usui's wedding, especially not with this high security level, slightly raised by Igarashi's own guards.

No she won't. She wasn't a wedding crasher. It was only in movies that…

"…If any person objects to this union, let them speak now or forever hold their peace."

She will be quiet. She will "hold her peace", just like the priest said.

"I OBJECT!"

What?

It wasn't her. She was sure that it wasn't her.

Just when the entire crowd turned slowly toward her to identify who uttered the objection, she realized that Igarashi was on his feet, his hands clenched into fists.

The information didn't even had time to proceed to her brains that he was already making his way out of the church.

People's eyes were now scrutinizing her, making her uncomfortable.

She took Kyoko's hand and walked out of the church, the most discrete way a woman could walk when four hundred gazes are pointed at her.

She climbed down the church's stair made of stone and spotted Igarashi at the end of the street, just when the immense doors closed behind her.

Kyoko ran toward him, at the despair of Misaki.

"Daddy, why were you so mad!"

He turned around, insanity filling out his yellow orbs.

"I'm not your father, NOW GO AWAY!" He shouted at her and just when he raised a firm hand on her, Misaki stopped him.

Her hand surrounding his wrist, she tried to regain a certain form of softness in front of her daughter.

"Sweetie, just go wait mommy on the bench over there, it won't be long" She said as she pointed the dark church's park probably safer than to be near this man.

She watched her walk away and when she judged that the distance was enough, she let go of his wrist (not that it was a obstacle for him…).

"What is going on? Have you lost your mind!"

He glanced at her with unreadable eyes, but the staccato rhythm of his breath made her guess that it wasn't the good time to talk if she wanted to stay alive.

They glared defiantly at each other until they heard the sound of the church's door. Someone walked slowly in their direction and stopped in front of them.

"Don't you have a wedding to attend"

Her voice was harsh, she had to admit it. Especially considering the circumstance that they disturbed his wedding. But he didn't had to act like a good Samaritan and go check on them.

Usui's lips twitched, fighting a smile and he stared at her, more than necessary. Why did he have to do that! Something about his eyes was so hypnotic, so mesmerizing…

"We all know that it's not my place to be"

She frowned, and continued to stare blankly at him, not sure about what he meant.

And then Igarashi's expression turned harder than it was, looking like someone who just understood something.

"You knew who she was…"

His voice was just a mere whisper. Usui turned toward him, slightly nonchalant.

"Eimi? As in your Eimi. No, not at all, but she sure knew who I was…"

One hundred emotions flashed into Igarashi's eyes. But the rage was the most intense one. He grabbed Usui's collar and pushed him over the wall.

"Now what! Like they say, an eye for an eye? I had ruined your life so now it's your turn to ruin mine, is that it?" He yelled.

Misaki moved unconsciously between the two men in attempt to stop their fight. Usui shoved her behind him and his eyes were pleading her to stay calm and to not do anything reckless.

He fixed his tie and regained his composure.

"Revenge isn't my thing. The wedding was Eimi's idea, she was the one who came to me"

Igarashi took a step back and stared at him in disbelief. He seemed to be at a loss of words. Usui continued.

"You loved her, haven't you? But you pathetically rejected her, 7 years ago. Your career was somehow more important and you didn't want to be exclusive, am I right?" He explained and his satisfaction grew when Igarashi wasn't denying it.

Misaki swallowed even if it was nearly impossible due to the lack of saliva in her dry mouth. Usui's words were confusingly echoing inside her head.

He moved closer to him and his voice lowered.

"But there hasn't been a day that you haven't regretted your decision. You're forcing yourself to love someone else because the one person you've ever felt something for, left you. That's what they call having a little too much pride, don't you think?"

Tora glanced at him and turned his head sharply away from him. His breath was heavy and his jaw was clenched.

"Go ahead. Marry her." He replied through his teeth.

Usui's gaze remained locked with his, a certain amusement shining in his eyes.

"I won't. In fact, she's waiting for you."

Tora's brows pulled together as he frowned. He couldn't make sense of his words.

"What's the catch" He asked, highly suspicious.

The other man grinned.

"There's no catch"

Igarashi remained still, knowing that there was more.

"Except that you will have to drop whatever threat you have towards her and me. I don't want to see your guards anywhere close to us." He replied smoothly. But he suddenly became tense, all signs of humor gone.

"But more importantly, from now on, you'll stay away from her and you will give her the entire custody of your daughter"

Tora averted his gaze, without any precise direction to look at. He grinned, probably thinking that the obligation of the custody wouldn't be needed, and stared at Usui, his eyes filled with confrontation.

"And if I refuse"

Usui lightly smirked like his answer has been already prepared.

"And miss the chance to be on the front page? - Igarashi ran away with the bride - Takumi Walker is devastated- You can't have a better headline than this"

He paused and his expression turned strangely sincere.

"But mostly, you can't have a better opportunity to make the wrongs right"

Igrashi tried to remain impassive, but a discrete smile betrayed his façade. After all he had done to him; stealing the person he cared the most about, ruining this person's life, threatening him…

After all the terrible things he had done, Usui had still refused to take the path of revenge. Even if he didn't deserve it…

Tora looked up, acceptance glistening his eyes.

"She's the one in white" Usui replied sarcastically, however sincere.

Igarashi stared at both of them, and clumsily whispered a small "sorry" before he walked quickly to the church. Despite his lack of apologies, they both understood that, coming from him, this "sorry" was worth so much more than the word itself.

And then the immense door closed, leaving them alone.

Usui turned around and looked at her.

She thought about what just happened, over and over, but it just accented her dizziness.

"So you had a plan" She stated, humor in her voice.

He slowly took her hand and traced his fingers along her palm. He softly took off her ring to slide it into her purse.

"Well, I didn't when I left. I really thought that there was no hope"

Despite his smile, a subtle sadness darkened his voice.

He suddenly caught her up and pushed her gently to the wall, crushing her to him.

His action caught off her breath. They remained enlaced, the only beat of their hearts as a melody.

"You should have told me your plan when I called you" She managed to whisper.

He loosened his grip to look her in the eyes, amusement sparkling his gaze.

" And ruin the surprise? Not my style." He chuckled, playing with some of her hair's locks.

She frowned, offended that he haven't told her because of this stupid reason.

His smile faltered as seriousness regained his voice.

"Misaki, you're a terrible liar. He will have discovered it the minute you would have hung up. The longer he thought about how much he screwed up with Eimi, the better it was."

She tried to answer back but Usui had already wisely made his next move. He pulled her tight to his chest and captured her lips with his. Something about it was so intoxicated, so impossible to break. She slid her fingers through his hair, as their breath became pants. She slowed down the rhythm and paused the kiss, earning her a low growl from him.

"A-And I'm not the worst liar. If I was, you would have guessed that something was wrong when I told you that it was for Kyoko's best interest that you leave."

And then something clicked.

Kyoko!

"Stay here"

How could a mother forget her child? Seriously…

She ran toward the park cursing herself and she was about to turn herself in for bad childcare when she saw Kyoko on the bench.

Her tense muscles relaxed when she realized that she was safe. The little girl's face illuminated when she saw Misaki. She came closer and took the hand that her mother offered.

"Daddy doesn't like me… did he left us?"

Misaki stopped in her tracks. How could she be so smart at such a young age? Obviously, her eyes weren't the only thing she got from her father...

"C'mon, I want you to meet someone"

The park wasn't far and it didn't take time that they were in Usui's sight.

His eyes first locked on Misaki but they slowly drifted to the little person beside her. The closer they get, the more he was amazed. He was probably thinking about how much those two look alike with their raven hair.

But when they finally reached him, a particular confusion replaced his amazement.

He crouched down to be at the same level as her and during the whole process all he was seeing was the reflect of his own green eyes.

Kyoko hid behind the legs of her mother, uncertain.

"Who is he?" She shyly asked.

Misaki gazed at Usui whose attention was captured by her daughter, their daughter. He looked up to meet her eyes, also waiting for her answer but something in his smile made her guess that he had already predicted what it would be.

She smiled at him and took a deep breath.

"He's your father"

I really struggled with this chapter: I didn't know what to do with Igarashi. But then I decided that every one deserves a good ending even the worst of us. But with that, we'll be sure that he'll stay the hell away from Misaki ;) So how was it? There's one chapter left, it will be the epilogue. Good bye! And once again thanks for all your reviews :D

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