Silence. Nothing is more uncomfortable to Haruka then silence. It heightens the scenses, making every movement sound twice as loud. The slight rub of cloth from the changing of position sounded like a car's wheels on gravel, each breath sounded like the wind howling on a quiet and dark night, and her heartbeat sounded like a drum that could shake the world. Utter silence carries more sounds than a city, heightening the nerve, causing your mind to play tricks on you. Haruka felt a little spider crawl on her arm, but when her eyes shifted to the spot, nothing stood on her pale skin. A chill could be felt in ways not normally felt, seemingly destructive to the temperature, but was merely a draft filtering in from the small cracks of the door. The scraping and tinging of silverware and dining sets rumbled through the air.

Haruka shifted uncomfortable, the slight movement drawing everyone's attention for a mere second before ignoring her again. Haruka stared down at the bowl of rice and curry in her hand, her chopsticks hovering in the air. Why was it so quiet? Haruka let out a sigh, slumping her shoulders. Doing nothing was wearing her out more then she would have liked it to have.

"Do you not like it?" Haruka jumped slightly when Masato spoke suddenly, not bothering to look at Haruka when questioning her.

"Eh? Oh, no, it's very good, thank you." Haruka said, giving a slight bow to the young heir. Frankly, Haruka didn't like curry at all, she wasn't very good with spicy food in general but curry just seemed to hurt.

"Perhaps it is too spicy?" Masato asked, determined to figure out why she was displeased. Haruka shook her head harder, taking a few bites of curry to prove it was fine. Masato sweat dropped when Haruka's face bursted into flames and Haruka began to sweat from he curry's spiciness. Ren sighed, massaging his temples while Tokiya kept eating, ignoring her all together. "I'll have someone bring you something less spicy." Masato said, standing up.

"Thank you." Haruka sighed, putting her bowel down and letting out a sigh of relief. She looked over to Tokiya who calmly ignored her to her surprise. He had been watching her so closely lately that it was odd to be ignored so suddenly, especially after his odd comment.

"I'm fully interested in you."

Haruka blushed, remembering what he said, shaking her head vigorously as if it would send the thought out of her head. Her eyes remained on the tabletop, trying to ignore that thought. But what was with him? Tokiya seemed like the kind of person who doesn't care about others unless it benefits him. Haruka stared at him momentarily, flicking her head away when Tokiya peaked at her with his hard, dark blue eyes.

Tokiya found himself staring at her quietly after he found her gaze on him. Her cheeks had become slightly rosy He could tell by just one simple glance that Haruka was thinking about what he had said before and it didn't surprise him that she was pondering it so much, he was quite baffled by his overwhelming urge to speak to her as well. It was like she suched the words out of him, forcing him to, for the first time in his life, speak his mind to the fullest. He had been thinking about his past actions quite thoroughly throughout the diner, only snapping out of it when feeling her eyes wander over him. He stared at her without thinking, almost seeming entranced by her-which he was.

She was so different from any other woman he had ever met. So kind and caring without asking for anything in in return-taking on the problems of the world, holding them all on her small and fragile shoulders. He nearly felt an urge to throw out his arms and embrace her take over him, running a hand over her beautiful, crimson hair, tenderly whispering sweet nothings in her ear.

His eyes widened upon realization to where his thought were leading him. He merely shook his head to relieve himself of these indecent thoughts. She was a married woman- not that that meant anything of course, it's not like she was interested in her-he was interested in her, not she interested in him! Tokiya let out a quiet huff. Why did he think that? Why was he worried that she didn't have a thing for him.

The door slid open and Masato walked in. He held a bow in his hand, walking over to Haruka swiftly with his long, muscular legs. He placed the bowl in front of her, their hands brushing. He felt a shock run up his wrist, down his spine, causing the goosebumps to form all over his body. He pulled away quickly, moving back to his seat. He was no longer intrigued by her- he was excited by her. Never before had he met a woman of her caliber, prestigious, kind, child like-yet grown. She was so easily alarmed that is was very hard to get close to her.

And she gave him that feeling. He had never felt that before. He may not come in physical contact with too many people, but, regarding the few he has brushed and touched, he had never felt anything like that before. What was she?

"Oh, here, let me get that for you." Both Masato and Tokiya looked up just in time to see Otoya wipe Haruka's mouth with a napkin. Both Masato and Tokiya nearly fumed before composing themselves once more.

"Otoya, thats not necessary. Nanami-san is a grown woman, she can wipe her own mouth." Tokiya said, giving Otoya a secret glare, causing the redhead to back away from Haruka.

Finishing up the meal, they stood up, their bowls to be cleaned by servants later. Masato and Tokiya lead Ren, Haruka, and Tomochika out of the mansion and over to their car.

"I apologize that you couldn't stay longer but I have a business associate coming over in an hour and must get ready for him." Masato said, bowing.

"O-oh, no, that's perfectly fine. I'm glad you could have us." Haruka gulped, bowing haistly. "W-well, we best be on our way."

"Until our paths cross again." Tokiya bowed. Haruka turned to head to the car but stopped in her tracks, hearing a rattling sound. What the... Haruka shrieked when she felt herself lifted into the air and pulled into the air.

"CUUUTTTTEEEE!" A childish voice yelled, squealing.

W-who are you?" Haruka asked weakly, shaking slightly. She turned her head, getting a glimpse of golden hair. The face of a man soon came into view, a child like smile plastered upon his sunny face. His green eyes were hidden by his glasses and his curly locks fell over his face.

"I'm Natsuki Shinomiya, the heir to the Shinomiya Corporation!"

Natsuki-kun! Yay! Congrads to anyone who figured out that Natsuki was the business associate and sorry to everyone who I tricked into thinking he was not the business associate!

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