Chapter 31

Last Days

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Knock! Knock! Knock!

Takumi groaned as he rolled off of Misaki. He sat at the edge of the bed and ran a hand through his hair. By the time the dinner with Misaki's parents had ended, the couple had decided to stay at the inn since it was already dark outside. However Takumi hadn't expected their situation to turn out like this less than ten minutes ago.

Ten Minutes ago…

Misaki slowly turned the doorknob with one hand, as she held the pile of clothes in another hand. She had forgotten the incident from earlier that day until she peeked inside the room.

Takumi laid on the bed with his hands behind his head. Misaki blushed at how the moon light peered into the dark room and made his bare chest shine. Her flush grew deeper when she noticed his V. She set the clothes down on the table next to her and was about to turn and leave quietly but his voice stopped her. "Stay," she stopped on her tracks when she heard the plea in his voice. She turned her head slightly and stepped back when she once again saw how beautiful his eyes were in the moonlight.

Takumi sat up and extended out a hand to her. He smiled a sad sort of smile. "Come here," he said.

Misaki's foot moved on their own as if she were hypnotized. She wasn't even paying attention to the fact that she was in her nightgown and was walking into her lover's bed chambers which was highly inappropriate considering how old she was. But for now she just wanted to be in his arms.

Misaki placed her hand in his as he pulled her closer. She held back a laugh as she noticed that he was the one looking up at her this time, while she looked down on him.

Takumi held her arms as he buried his head in her stomach. Misaki ran her fingers through his hair. "Is something wrong?" She whispered.

Takumi shook his head, and Misaki giggled at how ticklish she felt. "What's so funny?" He asked pulling away his head and pulling her to him. They were so close that she was practically straddling his lap. Misaki stopped giggling and blushed when she felt his bare torso come in contact with her bare legs no thanks to her short gown. She pressed her hands against his chest as she tried to push him off of her. She looked away from his intense gaze and squirmed under his hold. "What are you doing?"

Takumi said nothing and only pulled her closer to him. "T-takumi," she stuttered. He sighed in reply. Takumi looked at her then and brushed a strand of her hair behind her ear. Misaki froze when she noticed his expression. He was in some sort of emotional pain but Miskai didn't know what it was.

Hands shaking, Misaki cupped his face. "Is...something the matter?" Takumi leaned his head against hers.

"I'm just scare that's all," he replied. Misaki cocked her head to the side. Takumi understood she was confused and continued. "My grandfather had originally chosen to reject me from the family because of the affair between my parents. I'm afraid that you're parents will reject me and I'll lose you forever."

"If that happens than you can always find someone else," Misaki blurted out before she knew. But she regretted it when she saw Takumi furrowed his eyebrows.

"Someone else?" His words came out as a choke. "Misaki," he placed his hands on either side of her head. "How could you be so cruel?"

Misaki hadn't realized she was hurting him. "I-" but she was cut off when Takumi buried his face into the side of her neck.

"I couldn't do it Misaki," he confessed. "I wouldn't be able to live if I saw you in another man's arms. Can you honestly tell me you wouldn't feel that way either?"

Misaki thought about it. The mere sight of Takumi looking at another girl the way he looked at her would have crushed Misaki. She shook her head and looked down at her lap. Ignoring the sight of how close they were she looked up at him again.

Takumi slid his hands down. His hands brushed against her bare skin before sliding down her sides and finally coming to a stop on her waist. "I love you," he said. He looked at her then. Eyes full of desire and a hunger that he was ignoring for now. But Misaki didn't want him to suppress himself anymore. She cupped his face and leaned in to kiss him.

Their kiss was gentle at first, but with each other a fire was lit quickly. Takumi licked her lips and parted them. He kissed her in a way he had never done before. His teeth traced the outline of her mouth. Misaki moaned against his hard kisses. He...no they were practically swallowing each other. Devouring each other like there was no tommors.

Misaki's right hand dug into his blond strands as her left hand fingers dug into his neck. He groaned against her mouth as his hands traveled down and slid underneath the hem of her nightgown. He turned them around so that he was hovering over her on the bed pushing her upwards by the waist slightly so that her legs weren't dangling from the edge of the bed. He leaned down and buried his face into her neck. Misaki tilted her head back as much as she could while her fingers clawed her back.

Takumi pressed hot kisses from hee haw and trailed down to her neck. One of his hands slid higher and higher up her thighs while the other played with the laces of her gown. Misaki felt the laces start to loosen bit by bit until….

Knock! Knock! Knock!

Takumi groaned against her mouth but regardless continued to kiss her. Misaki hands explored his bare torso as she wrapped her legs around his waist not wanting to let go of him anytime soon.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

Takumi groaned as he rolled off of Misaki. He sat at the edge of the bed and ran a hand through his hair.

Takumi glared up at the door before getting up. He glanced back at Misaki over his shoulder who had her arms behind her back tying her laces.

Takumi opened the door and came face to face with a smirking Hinata.

The brown haired boy took in Takumi's appearance and opened his mouth to speak. "What are you doing here?"

"I could ask you the same," Takumi replied leaning against the doorframe so Hinata wouldn't be able to see Misaki. But the girl had other plans.

"Who is it?" Misaki called out. Takumi swore he saw Hinata's soul fly up to the ceiling upon hearing Misaki's voice.

Hinata peered over Takumi's shoulder and gaped at Misaki. The said girl blushed red at the sight of her childhood friend. "Misa-chan," Hinata whined.

Misaki scrambled to her feet. "Wait this isn't what it looks like," she tried to explain. She attempted to brush past Takumi but he blocked her by placing a hand on the door next to her trapping her. She glared at him but he merely smirked and pulled her towards him by the waist.

"What does it look like than?" He asked as he inched closer to her face. Misaki blushed but she wasn't the only one. Takumi glanced at Hinata . "Sanashita-kun, was there something you needed? Misa-chan and I were in the middle of something important."

"Takumi," Misaki hissed, but Hinta had already bowed in apology.

"I apologize for interrupting," Hinata murmured. He straightened up and left them in a haste.

Misaki watched Hinata leave and then glared at Takumi again. "Was that necessary-" she was cut off when Takumi crashed his mouth onto hers. Misaki wrapped her arms around his neck, and legs around his waist as he lifted her up. She couldn't remember what they were talking about as he walked towards the bed. He laid her down on the bed and turned the lights off. Misaki tried to get up but Takumi had her caged in his arms. He laid down next to her and placed her on top of her and stroked her hair.

"Shh," he hushed as he closed his eyes.

Misaki gave in and let Takumi's heartbeat lull her to sleep.

The Next Day…

Misaki and Takumi walked hand in hand as they made their way to Miyabigaoka. Her parents had left early morning. While her mother had left giving Takumi a hug, her father hadn't even bothered looking at him. Miskai sighed to herself but it hasn't gone unnoticed by Takumi.

"Something the matter?" He asked. Misaki shook her head and leaned it against his arm.

Misaki had never gotten a proper tour of Miyabigaoka before. Takumi decided to use the opportunity to show her around mainly because he didn't want her to go back to the Academy yet. He wanted to make more of their last day before the finals of the Academy Wars.

Takumi eventually came to a halt and Misaki looked up to see they were at the gates of Miyabigaoka.

Takumi pressed his hand on the gate and it opened for him. Takumi ushered Misaki inside. There were a few students on the yard and they all turned to see Misaki and Takumi. Whispers immediately began.

"She's the Queen of Demons!"

"Oh my god! It's Takumi-kun!"

"They look so good together!"

"I'm so jealous!"

"She's gorgeous for a commoner!"

Misaki cringed at the last one. If only they knew. Besides commoners could be just as pretty as nobility. The only difference between the two ways the womb they dropped from. Misaki looked up at Takumi who was smiling at her for no reason.

"What?" She asked.

He smiled again before leading her to the back of the school.

Misaki took in the large battlefield the school had. It was nothing compared to USA's but that might have been because of the differences in population. She heard galloping sounds and turned around to see Tora on a horse with Chiyo in front of him. They seemed like a golden couple as they left the horizon behind them. Tora made the horse come to a stop and Chiyo flushed when she saw Takumi and Misaki. Tora got off first and helped Chiyo down next.

"Back from you trip?" Tora asked with a smirk. This time it was Misaki's turn to blush as she remembered the events of the night before. Takumi and her hadn't gone through the final threshold but they had almost. They would have if Hinata hadn't interrupted them.

"I see you're enjoying yourselves as usual," Takumi replied. He winked at Chiyo who flushed slightly in return. She bowed as a form of greeting. Misaki bowed in return.

Tora grabbed her hand and pulled her towards him. "We'll be on our way than," he smirked mischievously before tugging Chiyo away. Misaki watched them go and smiled slightly. Takumi had told her that their engagement was arranged but Tora seemed to truly love Chiyo.

Takumi walked with her to the gardens. Misaki saw the elite members of Miyabigaoka there. Kaon was twirling on one spot. Ichiro and Tomu were talking quietly amongst themselves. Their shoulders brushed as they spoke. Misaki hadn't always noticed the closeness between them. But she hadn't wanted to jump to conclusions. She nudged at Takumi who turned his attention away from the bridge on his fingers. "Is there something between them," she asked nodding her head at the two boys.

Takumi smirked as he nodded. "They're lovers."

Misaki's eyes widened slightly. "I thought You liked girls?" She remembered the time he had flirted with her at the markets.

"He swings both ways," came Takumi's nonchalant reply.

The last people Miskai saw was Yi Hua Lin and Tenryu. She was sitting still while he applied makeup on her face. Misaki arched an eyebrow at that. Miyabigaoka students complained about how strange the USA students were, but Misaki still though they were just as strange. Regardless she smiled at the sight of them. Everyone had their own way of loving. But Misaki like the love she had with Takumi the most.

Takumi lead her inside the school. Misaki looked around at the different stores. The school had a market of its own inside. Takumi pulled Misaki into a jewelry store. He spoke to the girl at the front who kept on batting her lashes at him but he paid no mind to her. She handed him some package and Misaki frowned at the way their fingers brushed. Takumi held out the package to her. She looked up at him questioningly. He chuckled and pulled out something small from the box. He went behind her and moved her hair to the side. Misaki saw girls stop to look at them but she paid no mind to their glares.

Takumi clasped the heart shaped necklace around her neck and stood in front of her. Misaki smiled down at it than leaned up to kiss Takumi's cheeks. He beamed and took her hand in his again.

They walked around for about half an hour and so before coming to a stop. It was an art room. Takumi opened the door for her and she walked in. Different sorts of paintings lingered on the wall. From sceneries to people, the room had all sorts of paintings. But what caught her attention was a wooden door with Takumi's name. She tried to twist the knob but it wouldn't budge. "What's in here?" She asked out of curiosity. It must have been very private if it was locked.

"Would you like to see it?" He asked. Misaki nodded. Takumi smiled before walking over to a desk. He opened the drawer and took out a key. He placed it inside the doorknob and twisted it. He opened the door. The room looked dark for the most part. Misaki stepped forward cautiously. Takumi beckoned her to get in. Misaki stepped in. When she was inside the room she saw the light coming from the window. But she was already captivated by what she saw on the walls. It is like being in a fun house where reflections of yourself looked back at you.

There must have been hundreds of them. Sketches, paintings, name it all. Different shades surrounded her. Every image was of her.

There was a sketch of her face. There was a painting of her in the dress she had worn to the ball she attended in Miyabigaoka and had danced with Takumi. There was another one form the time she fought the fifty soldiers in the Academy War. There is another painting from her Decade Queen battle. The wings Takumi painted were a beautiful white. Miskai touched her hair in the painting. "You like my hair down," she breathed.

"Is that all you have to say?" Takumi chuckled.

She turned to face him. "Are you that much in love with me?" she asked.

"So much," he replied. Then she was in his arms and they were kissing again. He pressed his hands to her thighs and lifted her up. He used his free hand to clear the table. He placed her down and kissed her deeply. Misaki tilted her head back and would have banged it on the cabinet behind her if Takumi's hand wash't in her hair. He kissed her neck and left marks here and there. She gripped his shoulders and bit her lip as his lips trailed down.

"I love you," he whispered.

"I love you too," she replied before he pushed her down on the table.

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