Yours, Mine and Ours
A perfect mismatch makes the perfect couple
Reiteration of the Tenth Chapter:
"Well…" she started nervously, "well… why are you—why are you suddenly… you know… taking me out… you know…"
He looked at her curiously and then pushing back the hair that was adorning his forehead, said,
"I… I thought you were upset…"
"Why do you cry over something," he asked curiously, "that's of no importance?"
She smiled at him and said, "You wouldn't understand…"
"Anyway…" she said smiling widely at him, a little crimson along her cheeks, "thanks very much for trying to cheer me up!"
He blushed lightly and then, looking at the menu again, he said in a choked whisper, "any time…"
"Oh ya…" she said and getting up added, "this baby of yours is seriously toying with me…" and whined, "It's making me pee all day long…"
She smiled back and said, "I won't be long…"
"I'll be waiting…" he said.
She shouldn't worry about Mizuki anymore. That chapter of her life was over. Now, she needs to concentrate on the baby. And him…
Since her mind was full of thoughts about her brunet husband, she didn't see where she was going and as a result bumped into someone on the way.
"Sorry," she muttered and was about to continue on her way towards the ladies' when the one she bumped into spoke, making her heart almost stop.
"Miyu…"
She looked up.
"Mizuki…" she gasped.
Chapter 11
Apologies and Teardrops
"Miyu…?"
His voice brought her back to the world. It had been nerve wrecking just to have seen him at the supermarket for a second or two. Now, he was standing there, before her, less than a foot away. What was she goanna do? Mizuki is here… and so is Kanata!
Miyu tried to dart her way away from Mizuki, her eyes all foggy, but only in vain. He caught hold of her shoulders and made her stand before him.
"Let go of me!" she snarled, "You have no right to touch me!"
"Miyu, I'm so sorry…" he begged and his voice sounded similar to a person in dying desperation. She forced herself not to look into either his face or his eyes as both would make her collapse in the middle of the restaurant.
"I think we're past apologies Yamamura!" she snapped, trying her best to act rude whilst tears threatened to stream down her cheeks any moment now.
"Miyu, please…" he begged, his hand now holding both her hands, as he tried very hard to catch her eye, "I was wrong… I was so wrong…"
"Let go," she begged, and tears started to pour down her cheeks, as she felt her throat began to contract, and make it difficult for her to convey her anger and fury at the guy holding her hands.
"Miyu, listen…" he said, "Please… please, I beg you Miyu… give me another chance… I was wrong! You were and will always be the right one for me… You understood me, even when I didn't… please Miyu… please be mine again…"
She forced herself to look up at him and through clenched teeth said, "I'm in no place to forgive you Mizuki… now, please let go!"
"Miyu, please…" he begged, "I was an idiot to let you go…"
"Oh yes you were," she added furiously, only mildly aware of the fact that a majority of the population in the restaurant had turned to listen in their loud conversation, "there's no denying your idiocy!"
"Ya… ya… you're right…" he agreed, trying to brave a smile, "but you have to understand that I still want you back… I still am in love with you…"
Miyu's breathing went a little slow and uneven. Her eyes darted to the floor and tears started to well up as she heard those magical words she had been dying to hear from those lips all those years.
"I really am in love with you, Miyu…"
Miyu's breathing went even more uneven as she heard him say it again. Some unknown cheeriness spread through her body, suddenly making it pretty warm and buzzed inside of her. Then—
"Do you, Miyu Kouzuki, take him, Kanata Saionji, to be your lawfully wedded husband through health and sickness… till death shall part you…?"
"Let go…"
"I do…"
"Miyu…"
"Please, let go Mizuki!" she begged him, her voice shaking as memories flooded her head. But Mizuki had obviously no intention of letting go just yet. As a matter of fact, his grip over her, tightened.
"I now, pronounce you man… and wife…"
"Get. Your. Hands. Off. Her!"
Miyu's froze at the sound of the unmistakable anger filled voice of a certain brunet. But Mizuki however, was not to be moved.
He merely shrugged and without taking his eyes off of the blonde, who's emerald orbs, by the way, were wide with shock and surprise, said "don't sweat it dude… I'm her boyfriend!"
"I'm her husband!"
Mizuki turned to the owner of the voice in surprise and shock.
"What?" he gasped, his hand unconsciously leaving Miyu's arm.
Her tears had stopped midway as she looked sideways to find her brunet husband flare with fury like she has never seen before.
"We're leaving," he said through clenched teeth as he grabbed hold of the wrist, the one which was not held by Mizuki a few minutes ago.
Miyu relaxed a little at the touch of the brunet but Mizuki Yamamura wasn't one who would give up that easy.
"Whoa!" he exclaimed as he caught hold of her other wrist yet again and asked his voice now tainted with confusion, "mind explaining Miyu…?"
Kanata turned to face Mizuki yet again and if looks could kill, there would be a funeral right now for a said Yamamura. That was how the brunet glared at the man holding onto his wife's wrist. Miyu shuddered lightly as she saw the look that her husband was giving her ex-boyfriend.
"If you don't get your freaking hand off of my wife right now," he snarled through clenched teeth, his auburn orbs burning with wrath, "I'll make sure you're on your way to the police in an ambulance!"
The threat was too much even for a man as brave as Mizuki. His hands left Miyu's wrist at once. Kanata gave him one last death glare before he turned to leave the place with his blonde wife when one of the persons in charge at the restaurant hurried forward.
"Sir," he panted, "no fighting inside the restaurant sir!"
Kanata raised an eyebrow at the thin and balding man. Letting go of Miyu for about a few seconds, he pulled from inside his coat pocket a horizontal booklet and writing something on the very first paper, tore it and gave it to the guy.
Even without glancing at the cheque the guy said calmly, "Sir… this is a decent restaurant. You just can't make a scene and tip your way out."
One corner of the brunet's lips rose forming a smirk as he said in his icy accent, "I didn't tip you sir… I just bought the restaurant".
Miyu gasped.
"And I believe that that's worth twice the worth of this place," added Kanata coldly as he cocked his head sideways.
Silence enveloped the restaurant as everybody tried guessing the amount for which the brunet had drawn the cheque.
"We're leaving Miyu…" he informed his wife as he dragged her out of the restaurant in obvious rage.
Miyu didn't mind as she let her brunet husband drag her out of the restaurant, to the parking lot and into their black BMW. But no matter how much she tried she couldn't block away the tears that silently slid down her cheek throughout their journey back to the Saionji Mansion.
"I really am in love with you, Miyu…"
Tears rolled down her fair cheek uncontrollably as she reminisced what Mizuki had said only a few minutes ago. She shivered lightly as she couldn't understand why everything turned out to be so screwed up.
When she had been with him, he hadn't truly loved her. Now, when's she's married and pregnant (or is it "pregnant and married"?), and trying to embrace her new life in a new place with new people, he turns up before her and tells that he loves her…?
Definitely screwed up!
Whilst a silent battle raged inside the blonde's head, her brunet companion was glancing at her, often, his auburn irises finally regaining some of their original warmth. He sighed inwardly as he remembered what the guy at the restaurant had said.
"I really am in love with you, Miyu…"
It was at that pronouncement had the brunet lost it. He hadn't known how and why but an emotion he wasn't very familiar with went through his body seeing that guy hold her hand and utter all those words. He had had no control over his mind and body when he had headed over to the two.
He glanced at the crying blonde by his side once again. She obviously loves this guy. It was evident from all of those tears. And he guessed that her tears from earlier today would have also been caused by the same guy. At that thought, Kanata felt his heart tighten.
"Why do you cry over something," he asked curiously, "that's of no importance?"
She smiled at him and said, "You wouldn't understand…"
He swallowed hard and drove faster.
~Yours, Mine and Ours~
"Pierre," spoke Kanata in the cordless in their room, "bring in dinner for her… No… I'm not hungry…"
They were back at the Saionji Mansion. Miyu was sitting at the edge of their huge bed as her husband put down the phone on the table and sat down on the couch overlooking the bed. Her tears had finally stopped but she hadn't uttered a single word since they had reached the Mansion.
Fifteen minutes later, a maid brought in a trolley laden with Miyu's dinner, placed it neatly on the small table, beside the cordless, and took it closer to the bed for it to be easier for Miyu to eat. Then she left the room with a bow.
Her dinner lay on the table for another fifteen minutes, untouched.
Kanata looked up at her, finally dragging himself away from his own thoughts. He got to his feet and walked towards the bed and stopping a foot away, said, "You'd better eat…" and added uncertainly,"…at least for the baby…"
She sniffed and nodded lightly but didn't attempt to start her dinner.
"And you should go to s-sleep soon," said Kanata trying very hard to maintain his cool, "We still have to wake up early for your morning sickness…"
She nodded again.
It was hard for him to see her like that. He already missed her clumsy self.
He turned and headed towards the bathroom for a bath when he stopped abruptly and then heading back to her said lightly, "and… I'm sorry…"
The blonde now completely caught off-guard looked up at the brunet, surprised.
"I… I shouldn't have barged in like t-that…" he said and cursed himself inwardly for stuttering like that.
Her lips parted lightly, obviously in surprise.
He breathed out and then headed back to the bathroom, feeling completely lousy.
"Kanata…"
He stopped.
"I…"
He slowly turned at her voice.
"Why…" she was trying very hard to muster out the question she was trying to ask the brunet.
"Why what?" he asked, curious.
She fiddled with her fingers as she tried to ask him what had been bothering her the most.
He waited.
"If you're not gonna ask…" he started but she cut across with her query.
"Why are you not asking me anything about Mizuki?"
There was silence.
"The guy at the restaurant?" asked the brunet.
The blonde nodded, teary-eyed.
The brunet took an entire minute to assess her question and then breathing out deeply said lightly with nothing more than a small smile across his lips, "I didn't want to ask you something you didn't want to talk about… I didn't want to see you cry like that…"
Miyu's heart began to thumb hard against her chest as she looked into the brunet's auburn orbs. Tears formed at the edges of her eyes again but this time out of happiness for after all, there stood a guy who actually thought about how she feels.
"You were thinking about me?" she asked, her voice cracking, and giving him a teary-smile.
If Miyu had had a madcap time with her crazy heart beats, it was nothing compared to how crazy Kanata's heart was beating as he looked into her emerald orbs right then. The kind of warmth that he thought his heart could never feel again after the demise of his mother started to resurface as he looked down into her eyes, and realized that those tears were for him.
He looked away at once and tried to control his apparently crazy mind and heart.
"Can I tell you Kanata?"
He turned to look at her surprised.
Her tears had stopped. She was looking up at him for comfort. He knew that much.
He closed his eyes for a second and the next, sat down beside her on the bed and said in almost a whisper, "I'm listening…"
She smiled at him and then asked lightly, "do you remember the night when we got married…? I told you that…"
"…that you broke up with your boyfriend who lives here in Tokyo," he said remembering her words that night.
"What were you doing at the nightclub then…?"
Miyu bit her lip and fresh set of tears formed along her emerald orbs.
"Well… I had a bad day… err… I broke up with my boyfriend who lives here in Tokyo…" she said, not looking up at him.
"I lied…" she said, faking a smile, "I didn't break up with him…"
He looked at her curiously.
She looked into his auburn eyes and said sadly, "He broke up with me…"
Kanata frowned.
End Chapter 11
A/N: I know… I know it sucks… I truly do! Don't kill me T_T it's been a long time since I wrote this story. I was caught up with exam preparations and another story and lost track of this one. So, I deeply apologize if I lost the thread in the middle or something. But I do hope you enjoyed it at least a bit.
Hoping to make your day someday…
Now, for today's thought:
"Every morning, you have two choices:
Continue your sleep and dream…
Or wake up and chase your dreams"