Kanata sat down on our apartment's couch in his tracks, a bottle of beer in one hand and a remote control in the other as he randomly flicked to a channel. He took a sip and stared at the screen, hating that his still wet hair was beginning to weigh down heavier than he had originally intended.

"W-wh-why …?"

He closed his eyes as the TV continued to buzz in the background. He leaned back on the couch, too tired to even think.

The events of the evening were rushing through his head more as he tried ever so hard to shove them away. He didn't even want to imagine what she would be doing right now. He hated himself for being so self-centered that he had completely missed what was going on with his fiancée.

Chapter 10

The Art of Cheating

"Damn!" I cursed loudly as I hit that aged monkey bars in that deserted park a hard kick, earning only a sore pain in my feet.

I muttered another curse under my breath as the pain seared through my feet. I pushed both my hands into my hair, frustration overtaking my senses.

After another minute of cursing, as the image of Akira and Yamamura kept popping into my mind, I exhaled hard, trying to push it away. I stood still for an entire minute, trying to steady my thoughts.

When my thoughts were a little bit more organized, I turned and saw her sitting limply on one of the swings, a lost look in her eyes. Yes, initially she had broken down, crying her eyes out. But after I decided to drag ourselves away from the place, and into this empty park, we were in silence… thinking about our own separate lives.

I slowly walked over to her and placed a hand on her shoulder. I didn't know what I could possibly tell her to make her feel better.

Well, heck I wanted someone to tell me that everything will be fine…

Shit…

Yep! That's what my life is like right at this moment… shit…

"W-wh-why …?"

Her voice brought me to my senses.

At least you are not married… yet.

I hated it when that stupid and ignorant little voice spoke inside my head.

"Why did this happen?" her voice sounded so steady when compared to just seconds ago when she had difficulty saying one word.

"I," I whispered and with a pause finished, "don't know…"

She got her feet slowly.

I sighed as I looked at her depressed form.

How can I comfort her…?

Before I could even think about it again, she took a few steps towards me leaned on me, hers hands slowly grasping the front of my shirt.

True, I was shocked beyond belief. But as reflex, I found my arms wrapping around her tiny frame, pulling her closer, my lips touching her hair.

"Why did they cheat…?"

I didn't know an answer to that.

"I don't know," I said again.

She leaned in closer.

Her breathing began to finally steady down a bit. But I was sure as hell that mine was going a little bit unsteady.

Sure my fiancée is cheating on me…

I should be devastated.

That I am… I am devastated. But that damn little voice in my head reminded me that I was sure as hell relieved that she was the one who tainted our relationship and not me.

"If they can…"

She withdrew a little and looked into my eyes, an odd look into those sparkling emerald eyes of hers. Instinctively, I took a step back, my arms drawing away from her.

"…I want to cheat too!"

I frowned.

"What?"

That was the last words that escaped my lips before her lips came tumbling onto mine.

What the—?

I could barely think as she leaned in further, her gloved hands grabbing my cheeks. I blinked, frozen to the ground, not having the slightest ounce of thought as to what to do next.

Here she was, the woman that I am head over heels in love with, kissing me.

And what the hell was I doing not kissing her back…?

Before my conscience kicked in, I found my arms slowly making their way towards her petite waist. But before I could kiss her back, she broke away from me and with those alluring emerald irises of hers, stared right into my amber orbs, looking as though she was searching for something in my eyes.

I blinked.

My lips were a little agape.

I breathed out and a delicate fog escaped my lips.

"I wanna cheat too…" she whispered against my lips, her cold breath falling on my lips but contrastingly warming me even more.

I closed my eyes and loosened my grasp on her.

I breathed out and could feel her eyes on me. I could feel the tension that was emitting out of her body as it synced with what my craving at that moment as well.

Before I could rationally assess the situation, I found myself grabbing her hand.

"Fine…" my cold voice sounded steadier than how I was feeling inside.

The cold night, the sting of betrayal and more importantly the sudden need that erupted inside my body for her all made me say the next words.

"My apartment's free tonight".

She looked at me, her face betraying nothing of what she was thinking.

"Let's go…" I whispered as I gently pulled her and started walking towards where I parked my car.

Head Over Heels

We walked along the corridor from the lift to my apartment that was situated in the fourth floor in that building. The steady sounds of our footsteps against the wooden floor was all that I could hear for I deliberately tried not to think… the more I think, the more would I think that this is a good idea.

I tried not to tighten my grip on her hand as I continued to drag her towards my apartment. She slowly followed, not muttering a single word.

The more steps I took, the more I began to think that the corridor seemed longer than usual.

Finally… finally, we arrived at my apartment door.

I stopped right in front of it and turned to look at her. Her face was kind of pale and her eyes were buried to the floor. I let go of her hand gently and eyed the front door to my neighbor's apartment.

Okay… I'm just being a little careful…

Takeru's wife from next door is more interested in what goes on in our apartment rather than with whom her husband spends his "over-time" with.

I took a deep breath and brought her into my apartment.

Head Over Heels

I breathed out as I poured the hot tea into two cups, acutely aware of her sitting on my sofa, her blonde eyes wary and still clutching onto that coat of mine which I had offered her earlier in the evening. As the steam rose from the hot tea, I knew that I was in a tight spot.

"I wanna cheat too…"

She wants to cheat… she wants to have an affair…

…with me!

What a compelling thought…

But darn!

I clutched the two cups of hot tea, gritting my teeth, infuriated that I have to act the gentleman here.

"Here," I gave her the cup and sat down beside her with my own cup in hand.

I was so angry at my own situation that I didn't mind one bit that the hot tea was burning a hole in my tongue. But she was just holding the hot tea with both her hands, with a distant look in her eyes.

I sighed as I placed my empty cup on the coffee-table and turned to face her.

Her face was pale and she looked so delicate like she could break down any minute.

"Miyu…" her name escaped my lips and she turned to face me slowly.

I sighed as I pulled the cup from her hands and placed her full glass beside my empty one on the table. She stared at the two cups for a long time before I called to her again.

She looked into my eyes and as I watched, color began to rise to her pale face.

"I haven't done it with him…" she said, her eyes now staring at the carpeted floor.

"Sorry?"

"I mean that…" she fidgeted nervously, "I am… well, I'm still a …"

"Virgin…?" I offered.

Her face reddened and she nodded, turning away from me.

I couldn't help but chuckle.

She was just too cute.

"Stop laughing…" she mumbled but my chuckled slowly turned into laughter as I saw her that face reddened with every second.

She stared at me, a fierce glow in her eyes as I realized that I was agitating her even more.

"Ok…" I said, finally my stoic face one, "what shall we do…?"

She blinked and then began to get nervous again.

"You know…"

I couldn't help but smile at her.

I gently grabbed both her cheeks and smiled at her.

"Tell you what," I said, my voice amazingly calm and my hands surprisingly steady even though she was so close that I could even smell her perfume, "why don't we hold this off until tomorrow?"

She raised her eyebrows, "tomorrow?"

"Yes," I said slowly, "give it time… I don't want you to regret anything…"

She gulped.

"And, think more clearly," I continued, "just because they are doing something that hurts us, doesn't mean we should lower ourselves to their standards…"

She stared into my face.

"And…" I breathed out, "I'd like to think of myself as a man with principles…"

Yep!

That's totally true!

I have certain principles and not even the most beautiful woman in this world can do anything to break those principles.

But—

As her lips grazed against mine for the second time that night, I knew that I cared a damn for those principles.

"Am sorry about everything," she said as she stood up from the couch, smiling down at me as I sat there, frozen, still not over the shock of her electrifying kiss.

"We will talk again tomorrow," she was about to open the front door when I finally regained my senses and dashed over to her.

She blinked at me in surprise.

"I changed my mind".

"Huh?"

"I wanna cheat too…"

Her laugh sounded like music to my ears.

"Am serious…"

Her smile was just too alluring for me to let it pass.

"Miyu…"

Shit… why did I sound so desperate…?

She made me freeze again as she gently pecked at a spot right next to my lips and spoke on my skin, "If ever I wanna have an affair, it would be with Kanata…"

With that she left me in that empty apartment.

End Chapter 10

A/N: I know that was kinda a lame attempt… but still, the story gets better, I promise…

"When tears run dry it's a sign you're moving on"