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AN: Hi everyone! Sorry for the long break. I have some problems with school homework. *Damn you assignment!* And did I mention the reviews you guys gave was excellent? Thank you so much! ^__^ And now, the fic!
**Sacrifice Your Love**
Chapter three
[When will the crying stop?]
Tsukasa's hand lifted automatically to clutch the hems of his dark blue bathrobe. He noticed that the hammering of his heartbeat reacted to every little sobbing sound of the woman inside the room. How he longed for the crying to stop. Does she know every single tear she cried was like a small knife plunging his chest? He let go of his bathrobe and his hand immediately went for the doorknob. Then he hesitated.
It had been an hour since he stood outside the room, leaning heavily on the wooden door and listening to her heartbreaking sobs. He was amazed that she did not stop after nearly an hour. Had he hurt her that much? Was he in the wrong after all? [No! She's the one wrong in the first place! She's the stubborn one! Why the heck should I feel guilty!?]
His hand left the bronze doorknob and he turned to leave. The crying sound increased.
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Just as she thought her tears would be finished by now, one glance at the 'gift' and new fresh tears blinded her vision. Tsukushi did not attempt to stop crying or to wipe her tear-stained face. How long she had been crying, she had no idea. All that she could think of was her fiancé, Tsukasa. And how she longed to apologize to him.
But she did not do so. [He should know that it's his fault I'm with another man. If he didn't lock me up then none of this would happen!] And besides, she guessed with an attitude like Tsukasa, one isn't very forgiving. What can she do but cry to comfort herself? She wrapped herself up with the white blanket. [You are not the Makino I love.]
Maybe Tsukasa is right. She isn't the Makino he loves anymore.
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"Can't you stop? It's loud enough to wake the dead."
Tsukushi blinked. Twice. A pool of white light from outside invaded the dark room as the door was opened wide. Tsukasa leaned against the doorframe with his arms crossed in front of his chest. Tsukushi grimaced at the unfriendly tone he used. She hiccupped a few times before being able to talk. "Sorry."
Tsukasa uttered something under his breath that sounds like 'baka' and went out into the corridor. He was about to close the door when Tsukushi called him. It was clear to him that she was crying again. "Don't go." She stared down at the white blanket and waited. For a while, he stood there. Tsukushi could swear she heard the sound of her heart breaking when the door closed with a slight 'click'. The room went dark again. The only light provided was the moonlight shinning mysterious, dusky silver light through the balcony.
Tsukushi was not in the mood to admire romantic scenes right now. Tsukasa shut her in this dark room to cry alone. And that is just what she was planning to do. Letting the blanket fall from her shoulders, she buried her face with hands. Her body trembled at her newfound pain that Tsukasa had given her.
"What are you? A running water tap?"
Her voice was stuck in her throat when a figure sat on the bed. With little light, she can make out the outline of her fiancé's face. Tsukasa did not leave her. "I... I thought you..." She could not finish her sentence as emotions flooded her mind.
"That's why I think you're a stupid woman." He said this with a different tone, more affection and tenderness. Tsukushi felt a weigh landed on her head. She closed her eyes and let her tears drip onto her lap as Tsukasa gently ruffled up her hair. His fingers gave an undeniably comfort when it made contact with her scalp. "Only stupid woman cries."
"I'm not stupid..." She managed to whisper. Her throat was raw after crying so long.
"Then stop crying." Tsukasa replied back with an equal whisper.
She did not heed him. Tsukasa was very annoyed. After all his comforting, the woman was still crying?? What he didn't know was that his action and words had truly touched Tsukushi. Who was wrong first, did not matter to her now.
"Makino..." He frowned. Isn't there any way to stop her tears?
Tsukushi felt his hand shifted from the top of her head to her back. Before she had the chance to figure out what Tsukasa is doing, a pair of lips landed on hers. Tsukasa kissed her hungrily like he had buried his desires inside for too long. His hand on the back of her head prevented her from moving away and it also guided her to receive the pleasure his lips provided.
Her widen eyes turned into a squint as Tsukasa drowned her in his kiss and soon, she closed her eyes and allowed him to take control. A small moan escaped from Tsukushi's throat as Tsukasa's tongue entered her mouth. Her hands that were griping the blankets earlier had now moved to the Tsukasa's back, clutching and tugging his bathrobe at the same time.
She was breathless when Tsukasa released her slightly bruised lips. As she catches her breath, Tsukasa proceeds to give her butterfly kisses down her neck. He snapped awake from the passionate trance when his lips reached the thin fabric Tsukushi was wearing. Using all the sense he could get, he pushed himself away from her.
"Domyouji?" Tsukushi called out softly, wondering what happened. Hearing his name being called by the most dearest person to him almost possessed Tsukasa to continue kissing her madly. He leaned his back on the wall. Tsukushi went on all four and crawled towards him. The bed shook a little as she did so.
"Now I know what to do the next time you cry." There was a satisfied grin on his face when she blushed under the silver light. The luscious lips that he kissed just seconds ago pouted cutely. It was his turn to blush when Tsukushi crept closer until her face was inches with his. A sly smile formed on her lips.
"Why are you blushing?" She asked when she knew the culprit was she herself. Tsukasa looked around frantically and settled for the dark floor to blindly stare at. His heartbeat quickens when warm fingers suddenly touched his bare chest. His bathrobe did not cover much of his upper body after the tugging and pulling Tsukushi had done earlier.
Tsukasa held his breath in as Tsukushi tortured him slowly by exploring his muscular chest. Every part of his skin that she touched was on fire. He was about to have another fling with her when she stopped the caressing and placed her hands on his waist. Very gently, she leaned her head on his chest, smiling when she heard his heartbeat beating wildly at her mischief.
Strong arms embraced her and brought her body closer to his. "Makino." She shifted just enough to look at Tsukasa face to face. With gentleness inside his eyes, Tsukushi melted before his loving gaze. "I don't mean a those things I said to you earlier today. If it makes you feel better, I'll stop having a guard at the main entrance."
Snuggling to find a more comfortable position, Tsukushi shook her head. "It's all right. I don't mean what I said too." Hugging him a little tighter, she knows that there were no apologies needed. "Domyouji, please believe me. I did nothing that will disgrace you when I'm with David."
Tsukasa's heart wrenched. Years ago, when they have first met, she had asked him to believe her once. He had chooses not to and regretted that decision. History will not repeat itself. Running his fingers through her smooth short hair, he spoke with true words. "I believe you, Makino. I always will. I doubt you because he..." He paused and hesitated to finish his sentence.
Tsukushi smiled as he continued. "Because he kissed you." Tsukasa rubbed her left cheek with the back of his hand where he supposed the disgusting 'David' had kissed. "I don't like that."
She remembers this. There was a weird man in her life, an over-protective, possessive, stubborn and mean man. But she had always loved him. The man was Domyouji Tsukasa. There was no question about it.
"I won't let anyone kiss me except you." Tsukasa snorted in approval of her statement, it made her giggled for he sounded like a hog. Tsukushi wanted to remember more of him. She could only wait for the right time to come. Closing her eyes, drowning in the warm embrace, Tsukushi felt sleep enduring her. "Happy Anniversary, Domyouji."
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Sure enough, there was no guard to be seen at the main entrance the next day. But Tsukushi had obediently stayed inside the mansion. From that day onwards, she waited up for Tsukasa no matter how late he came back. As for Tsukasa, he never fails to bring her flowers everyday. Of course, the flowers came with his strong affection.
Tsukushi's memories were not retrieved. But this does not bother either of them. They were contented of accompanying each other, seeing each other, talking to each other and snuggling in each other's arms. The 'little' problem they had was long forgotten. Everything went fine for them.
The real problem started when it was time to go back to Japan.
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The sun was bright and hot. No, make that fiery. But it was noting compared to the outrageous outfit the woman was wearing. With what seems like two small pieces of red cloth as clothes, the woman's cleavage, dainty waist and bouncy butt drew attention from the crowd, especially the men.
Need not to worry women. For standing beside this fiery babe, there's an absolutely cool dude. Dark blue sunglasses and his mysterious smile kept the ladies wondering endlessly. They had stolen everyone's attention. Not because how they looked like they were stuck together with glue but where they were headed. A five-star hotel.
It didn't take a genius to figure out what were they going to do inside. The only question is why couldn't they wait till nightfall?
"Oi! I've been looking for you! Why'd you switch off your phone?" Another man suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Unlike the first guy, the second man was cute with shoulder-length hair and a delicate face. He too, had caught people's attention.
The first guy shrugged. He had a look of annoyed and toleration. The woman beside him frowned at this interruption. Her death glares turned into a sweet, innocent, seduce look when she noticed this second guy actually fits her taste better then the first. "What's up?" Noting his 'girlfriend's' hungry stare at his friend did not bother the cool guy at all.
The second man returned a dashing smile to the woman before talking again. "You won't believe this. She's back." His smile widen as his buddy took down his blue sunglasses to reveal two dark brown orbs. "It's her, Soujirou. She's finally back."
After a while, Akira's words finally sank into his head. He had a genuine smile on his face too. "Let's go." Soujirou rested his sunglasses above his head and mention Akira to lead the way to his car. A tug on his shirt prevented him from moving any further.
"Who's that 'she'? If you dare to have another girl behind my back, we're over!!" The woman shrieked, not afraid of the crowd watching the show. Who does he think he is? It was normally guys who can't get enough of her! She'll show him who's the boss here.
"Look, honey. I'm going to be busy, so why don't you go back first? I'm sorry for this and I'll call you back later." Soujirou smiled and recited the line he had said so many times that the sentence just came out automatically. The woman was starting to bore him anyway.
"You have two choices. Stay and have fun with me or leave and don't expect to see me again." The woman crossed her arms and leaned against the pillar. She smiled smugly as Soujirou's smile faded. He sighed and grabbed her arm to pull her close.
Her face grew red as he whispered in her ear. "If I leave will you stop appearing before me?" Soujirou moved away from her and gave her a wink before trotting after Akira. He waved his hand in the air and yelled. "Hope you keep your promise!" Soujirou could hear the cursing and fuming behind him. But he never looked back.
"That's not the way to treat a woman." Akira could guess apparently what happened. They slide inside his car. The driver in the front seat looked back and waited for Akira to signal for him to move.
"What? You interested?" Soujirou asked solemnly, lifting an eyebrow in amusement. Akira nodded. Whether to the driver or Soujirou, only god knows. The car started and moved forward steadily. "I bet you aren't."
"Try me." Akira dared.
Both of them were in a good mood.
"She's eighteen." Soujirou snickered.
But it was not because 'she is back'.
"...it's a pity." Akira only has relationship with women older than him.
They suddenly burst out laughing, scaring the driver who almost crashed another vehicle. This must been the happiest day for both Nishikado Soujirou and Mimasaka Akira. For their torture session with a certain curly- haired monster was over. The curly-haired monster would not stop his violence without 'her' around. Therefore it all comes down to one thing, 'she' is their lifesaver.
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Despite the hot weather, the metal gate was cold to his touch. A gust of hot humid wind blew by and played with his hair, making him look more gorgeous then he usually looked. His glassy blue eyes stared lazily at the huge mansion inside the grilled gate and surrounding walls. He wondered for a bit whether he should go in or turn around and walk away.
Decisions, decisions and decisions. Finally he made up his mind. Just as he was about to walk away, a pair of hands whacked his shoulders, making him snap around.
"Why are you standing outside, aren't you going in?" Soujirou was at the doorbell while Akira gripped the man's shoulders. The man shook off Akira's hands and leaned against the brick wall. The gate opened. Akira went in first. "Aren't you going in?" Soujirou asked the man again.
"Um." The man muttered and moved along behind Akira. He brushed his brownish hair backwards and had his view on the soiled ground, thinking once again if he should go home. Which is more important, 'her' or 'sleep'?
"It's a wonder you would get out of bed." Akira commented. They were now at the main entrance. An old butler was waiting for them. He bowed politely and led the way. "Glad to see her, eh?"
"Um." The man answered, not really confirming if his answer is yes or no. They turned around the corner and walked down the large corridor.
"Did you get to talk to her?" Soujirou asked.
The man stared at Soujirou with his half-lidded blue eyes and turned his view back to the carpeted floor. He shrugged. "Um."
The butler stopped in front of a brown coloured door, indicating this is their stop. He then left the three young men. Akira and Soujirou frowned.
"Rui, is it me or did your vocabulary just shrunk?" Soujirou said with a bit of sarcastic tone added inside.
"Maybe you sleep too much." Akira suggested and rubbed his chin thoughtfully.
Hanazawa Rui closed his sleepy eyes then stifled a small yawn out of his delicate pinkish lips. When he was done, he used his left hand to rub his eyes. "Um."
Both Soujirou and Akira sweat dropped. The corridor went quiet and it was then that three of them heard the shouting sounds coming from inside the room.
"No! Please no! Don't touch me! HELP!!!" It was a panic voice filled with some sobbing. Soujirou looked at Akira and Akira stared back, they have a good guess whose voice this belonged to. Before they could react, Rui pushed them away and grabbed the doorknob. The sleepiness from his eyes was gone, replace with anger and fear.
He slammed open the door. "MAKINO!!!"
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The three men stood stoned as they watched the couple on the bed. It was Tsukushi all right. And the man on top of her was Tsukasa. They did not seem to notice the door opening, as Tsukushi's screaming was too loud. "Stop! Domyouji... no!!! Please stop!!" Tsukushi tried to push Tsukasa away, but he was too heavy.
Soujirou and Akira could have their chin touching the floor while the biggest reaction Rui have was watching Tsukushi get tortured with wide-open eyes. The screaming continues.
"AAAHHH!!! Get off! Get off!! ... No!! Stop tickling me!!"
There were tears in the brim of Tsukushi's eyes as she tried to fight Tsukasa's hands off of her armpits and waist. She was dying to laugh but her breath was somehow caught within her throat. Tsukasa gave her an evil grin. "Call me a puppy, eh? I'll show you what happens when you call a Domyouji 'puppy'!"
He leaned down to kiss her lips. As he lowered his head, Tsukushi finally saw the three strangers standing there enjoying the show. Well, not all but two of them anyway. With newfound strength, she pushed Tsukasa away. "Domyouji..."
Tsukasa turned to see his three childhood friends gaping at him. He got off from Tsukushi and sat down beside her. Not being able to get his kiss, Tsukasa seemed very annoyed. "Don't you guys ever knock?" On the other hand, Tsukushi hided behind Tsukasa, embarrassed of the earlier scene.
"Who are they?" Tsukushi whispered softly in Tsukasa's ear. She hadn't a single idea of the three men save the one who looked at her with those beautiful blue eyes. He gave her a warm feeling, as if he was the best friend she had. But no, she couldn't remember anything.
"I hope you don't ever remember them." Tsukasa's arm snaked around her waist naturally as he kidded. "Mimasaka Akira, he likes older women. Nishikado Soujirou, is in love with your friend, Yuki." The two men glared at Tsukasa, forgetting to ponder why he was 'introducing' them to Makino. Tsukasa stared at the last person, his best friend, yet his best rival for Tsukushi. "Hanazawa Rui."
Tsukushi did not notice the strangeness in Tsukasa's voice. Nor did she notice the sudden change of the three men's expression. "Please to meet you. I'm Makino Tsukushi, Domyouji's fiancée."
Akira laughed out loud. Following by Soujirou's deep throaty laughter. "Tsukushi, we know who you are, quit fooling..." Suddenly aware of what the girl said, the laughter stopped. "Are you all right, Tsukushi?" Akira stepped forward and pressed a hand on Tsukushi's forehead. She blushed and looked at her fiancé frantically.
Akira's hand was quickly swapped off by Tsukasa's possessive hand. The man frowned with annoyance of his fiancée being 'touched'. He stood up and ushered them out of the room. "She's not sick." He simply told Akira. To Tsukushi he spoke in a softer tone. "Excuse us for a moment. It's quite long since we have talked." Tsukushi nodded, understanding he had to explain her condition to the three men.
The minute the door closed, Tsukasa was grabbed by his collar and pressed against the wall. By Hanazawa Rui. "What is wrong with her?" His expression was still the same. No emotion could be found. That was the scaring thing about Rui. "What have you done to her?" He cared about her. Sure she belonged to Tsukasa now, but nevertheless, Rui cares about Makino Tsukushi.
Tsukasa was very annoyed by now but he kept his cool. If this situation occurred five or six years ago, a bloody fight including him and Rui would simply take place. For Tsukasa was not someone to push around. But since this is Rui and what they are discussing about is his fiancée, Tsukushi, Tsukasa allowed himself to be threatened.
"Cool it, Rui! We all want to know what's happening. Don't YOU get all excited!" Akira pulled Rui away while Soujirou stand by to stop any life- threatening punches from Tsukasa's side. Which did not happen, by the way. Arranging his ruffled up clothes, Tsukasa slowly explained his story. And even added a part that Tsukushi never knew.
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Quiet. That is the word she had been finding since this morning. Just the right five lettered word to describe today's theme. It has been a week since Tsukushi came back to her hometown, Japan. Everyday passed by with Soujirou and Akira dropping in for a 'visit', making the whole Domyouji mansion lively and preferably noisy. But the cheerful duos did not come today. What a surprise.
One week, that's how long Tsukushi had been pestering Tsukasa to take her home, her real home. Where her parents and younger brother are. She did not dare to keep asking him for this simple request. For every time she asked, his handsome face and brilliant smile would dull down. And he would find some excuses to avoid answering her. This morning, Tsukasa had kissed her forehead and informed her that he will be absent for the day until afternoon or late evening. Then he was gone.
Tsukushi sighed then flopped herself freely onto the black leather sofa. Her skin felt cool rubbing against the black material. She pillowed her head with her hands and with her long legs resting on the armrest of the sofa. It was a un-lady like posture, but screw that. She ain't no lady in the first place. Closing her eyes, her mind wondered around. A small grin appeared as Soujirou and Akira's image came inside her mind. They were insane. Insane but wonderful at the same time. It must have been hard for them to act like nothing is wrong in front of Tsukushi.
Her grin dissolved into nothing when another image popped into her head. [Hanazawa Rui.] The man only appeared once. But that was enough for Tsukushi to remember every single details of the glassy blue-eyed man. Why didn't he come to visit her anymore? She found that she was actually longing to see him again. Though she dare not ask Tsukasa more about Rui. Tsukasa's fiery temper was infamous when she spoke about another man. Why can't Tsukasa see? She was sure of herself. She was sure that who is the one she loves.
Thinking of her fiancé brought a frown onto her face. Lots of questions came unsolved. Is he on a business trip when he found her in New York? Where did he go everyday after the mysterious phone call? Why wasn't he willing to tell her any of her past, his past...their past? Most importantly, why isn't he the least worried about her condition? Her amnesia?
Tsukushi was deep in thought. So deep that she didn't heard the door creaked open. "Makino-sama?" Tsukushi was quickly awake by the soft calling of a maid. Almost immediately, she sprung up straight only to be amazed by what she saw. Standing just beside the maid, was a doll-like person. The girl looked young, maybe seventeen or eighteen. It was hard for Tsukushi to decide; as youngsters nowadays do not wear the clothes this adorable girl is wearing.
With a simple knee length brown skirt and a white blouse, the girl stared at Tsukushi with a pair of eyes hidden underneath her yellow coloured sunglasses. Her hair was black but slightly dark bluish beneath the light. Her first impression to Tsukushi: Pretty but cold. "Hi!" Whoever she is, everything might as well start with a greeting. Tsukushi moved over to one side of the sofa and smiled brightly at the girl. She did not get any reply.
The maid waited for the girl to be seated and asked her if she would like any drinks. "Tea, please." Tsukushi fell in love with the girl's sweet voice. The maid then looked at Tsukushi but she shook her head and thanked the maid for offering her drinks. The room went dead silence after the maid had walked away.
"So..." Tsukushi said, trying to strike a conversation. She had a weak point for pretty, cute girls like this. She always had. "Where did you buy that skirt? I like it very much." She was greeted with another cold silent. "You looked pretty young, how old are you?" The girl ignored her. After a while of depression, Tsukushi was ready to try again. "Are you here to meet Domyouji?"
Bingo! She hit the jackpot of catching the girl's attention. Using her sweet and lovely voice, the girl spoke again. "Yes. May I know where is he?" Her politeness surprised Tsukushi.
"I'm sorry. I have no idea where he went." Tsukushi said truthfully as the girl lowered her head and looked disappointed. She somehow felt pity for the girl. "But I'm sure he'll be back soon. It would be such an ass of him to leave a pretty girl like you waiting all day." Tsukushi blurted out, not aware of the words she was using. The girl blinked her eyes and suddenly laughed. Her laughter was like a small tinkling bell to Tsukushi.
Tsukushi was right about one thing. The girl DID looked better when she smiled. "I like you. I'm Yue. Endou Yue." She reached out a fair, smooth hand to shake. Tsukushi accepted it gladly. She introduced herself and soon, they've become friends.
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Yue sipped her hot tea from the white china cup. It seemed too hot for her as she placed the cup back on the coffee table. She then crossed her hands neatly on her lap before asking Tsukushi another question. "So you are saying you have amnesia and couldn't remember anything? That's horrible. I do wish you will get well soon."
"Thanks. I hope to remember everything soon too. Domyouji had been too over protective. And that big bully won't even help me recover my memories!" Of course Tsukushi didn't mean anything she said.
"Yes, I agree. Tsukasa is actually a little too over protective when it comes to 'troubled' people." Yue giggled before resuming to try her hot tea. [How do you know him so well?] A sudden small wave of jealously took over Tsukushi. Yue's comment made Tsukushi realize she still did not know why is Yue here. [Tsukasa? She called him Tsukasa?]
"Excuse me for asking, but why are you waiting for Domyouji?" An uncomfortable feeling crunched Tsukushi's stomach. She doesn't know why.
"Oh, I have some certain things to discuss with him. No offense Tsukushi, but can I ask you a question?" Yue paused a bit. She continued when Tsukushi nodded. "I'm not sure what are you related to Tsukasa."
Tsukushi stoned. She had forgotten to introduce herself all through the conversation. With an unsure tone, she began. "I'm Domyouji's..."
"Makino?" The familiar voice came into the room. Tsukushi looked at the door to find Tsukasa standing at the doorframe, his eyes widen with surprise as he saw another person other from his fiancée inside the room as well. "Yue? What are you doing here?"
"Domyouji." Tsukushi called. She stood up to walk towards him but was 'accidentally' pushed down by Yue who shot up in excitement. Tsukushi noticed Yue was blushing furiously as she called his name.
"Tsukasa!" Her sweet voice annoyed Tsukushi a little. It was truly not Tsukushi's fault as Yue bumped the leg of the wooden coffee table and fell onto the ground. Hard, with a loud thud. Yue whimpered and tried to get up but failed miserably. Her yellow sunglasses flew a few inches away from her.
"Yue!" Tsukushi gasped and rushed to her aid. Which was interrupted as Tsukasa reached the fallen girl first.
"Yue!!" He knelt down beside her, letting Yue lean against his body while he examines her wounded knee. Yue had tears in the brim of her eyes as she tried her best not to cry. With too much pain and tenderness, Tsukasa scolded Yue like she was a small kid. "You shouldn't walk around like that in your condition. Does your knee hurt? Did you sprain your ankle? It's going to have an ugly purple bruise here later."
Tsukushi bit her tongue. Her jealously was getting the better of her. She told herself that she shouldn't be so possessive over Tsukasa. Beside, Yue is hurt. What was she doing standing there and being jealous over nothing when she could be helpful and help Yue? Making up her mind, Tsukushi squatted and held one of Yue's arm. "Here, I'll get you on the sofa."
Tsukasa pushed away her hand, not harshly but not gently either. "Let me do it, Makino. Call the maid for some ice." Without waiting for Tsukushi to reply, Tsukasa lifted Yue up. Bridal style. Tsukushi took this entire scene down clearly in her mind. She touched her hand that was pushed away by Tsukasa. It felt like hot and painful.
It was all clear to her now. Yue's eyes were a colour of dull grey.
//Yes, I agree. Tsukasa is actually a little too over protective when it comes to 'troubled' people.// Does 'troubled' people include her too?
Yue was blind.
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It was after he treated Yue's wound and sent her back that Domyouji Tsukasa noticed the absent of his fiancée. He searched for her at the only place he knew she would be in. Their bedroom. Well, maybe 'her' room since he always gets to sleep on the sofa. Yes, they stayed in the same room. Yes, it is his house. No, they don't sleep on the same bed.
Turning the bronze doorknob, he frowned. The door was locked from the inside. He felt ridiculous the knock on the door of his own house to ask for entrance. But he did it anyway. "Makino?" He called but no answer was given. Knocking the door slightly harder this time, he called again. "Makino? Open up! It's me!"
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The curtains were drawn close. Tsukushi buried her head underneath a pillow and ignored the callings from outside. What is wrong with her? Jealous, just because Tsukasa treated another female nice? Because he cared for another human being? Because a wounded girl was in need of help and he helped her?
Yes. She was. If she's not, then what is that sour feeling scrounging up her innards? Why does she felt like pulling Tsukasa away when he gently placed the bag of ice on Yue's legs? Why is she so angry? This was her least favourite game. Questions unanswered.
There was a jingling sound coming from outside the door. Tsukushi gave herself a mental slap on the forehead. [Damn Tsukushi, did you forget this is his house? He has the freaking keys for god's sake.] She waited for the quiet pace of footsteps to reach her bed. With all her strength, she threw a huge fluffy pillow towards Tsukasa.
"Oi!! What's that for??!" She took him by surprise. Tsukasa thought she was in the bathroom or sleeping. He was unprepared for the pillow attacks.
"Go away!" Tsukushi yelled. When he did not heed her, she threw another pillow at him. "Get out! Now!!" She was not in the mood to be nice. Her anger had not left her. He had chosen the wrong time for a visit. In one swift move, Tsukasa was in front of her. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her up from the bed to meet him face to face. She struggled hard, hitting and punching his chest at the same time.
She couldn't keep her balance as she was knelling near the edge of the bed. If Tsukasa let go of her now, she will indeed drop painfully on the floor. "What the hell is wrong with you, woman?" Tsukasa yelled into her ear.
All of the sudden, the struggling stopped. Her wrists were still in his hands though. Just as Tsukasa was about to speak, Tsukushi spoke first. "Remember when you said you don't like other man kissing me?" She paused. Looking up at Tsukasa, daring him to lie to her. "It's the same, I don't like you being so nice to other woman except me." There, she said it. And damn, she regretted it.
Before he could react, Tsukushi pulled her hands away from his. Both of her hands landed snugly on each of Tsukasa's side, pulling him closer. She buried her hot face on his chest and hugged him tightly. He was the only person she could rely now. She knows that she could never share him. "I want to be the only person you see." Tsukushi felt his arms encircling her in the same tight embrace. "And cares." She added, almost in a whisper.
Tsukasa's expression had softened. He now understands her frustration. Everything is easy once you understand it. Closing his eyes and resting his head on her shoulder, he whispered back into her ear. "I promise, you will always the one I will see and care."
What Tsukushi could do, was to pray that Tsukasa would keep his promise.
End of Chapter Three
AN: Quite a long chapter, eh? But the ending is considerably 'happier' here. Do you feel a storm brewing up at Yue's arrival? There's more truth to know about Tsukushi's past. Once again, thank you for reading it! (Review if you don't mind. ^ ^;;)
Thank you notes:
blue: See they have patched up already! (Barely) Thank you for being the first reviewer of chapter two!
Ruth: Don't we all hope to see a happy ending? ^__^ Don't worry, I'll try not to torture them too much. Thanks for the review!
babypookie: Look, things DID turned out better! *Yeah!!!* Tsukushi is going to get her memory back quicker than I expected... Cause I don't think this fic will have more then ten chapters. And yes! Tsukushi and Tsukasa forever!!! *Woohoo!!* Thanks again!
Sam: Thank you for thinking the story is great! Like the new suspense in chapter three?? There's something about Tsukushi... and Tsukasa ain't telling. And really, I don't mind the multiply reviews at all. I often do that too! ^_^;;
Jeslene: Your welcome! (Don't worry you're not alone. I'm insane.) If you like angst I have a huge surprise for you in the next few chapters! Thank you for waiting patiently! I appreciate your review very much!
sheilapiglet: A Rui fan? Well, I love Rui too! But yeah, I think Tsukushi belonged to Tsukasa. (No offense there!!) I'm so glad you like the fic! Who knows, maybe it would end up to be a Rui and Tsukushi fic after all! =.=;; Can't decide though. Thanks a lot for your encouragement!
abc: Soon my friend, soon... The horrible truth will be out!! _ I'm just kidding. Thank you for reading it!!
no.99: Eh, it gets more complicated!! Ta-da! Now we have a third person to remember! Presenting... Yue! Wow, I'm so happy that chapter two has less tense mistake! I know, I know, my tense still needs some (a lot) of working. I'll keep in mind to improve it though! Thank you!!!!!!
jjj: Tsukasa and Tsukushi... hmmm, yes, I agree, their names somehow fits. *Laughs out loud* Thank you for liking Tsukasa and Tsukushi together! I'm with you!
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aquasam: I don't like making Tsukasa upset too, but it's all Tsukushi's fault! *Puts all the blame on Makino* There's a little ripple appearing in their relationship now that Rui reappeared. So I guess I'll try to not torture them too much. *Hides crossed fingers behind back* Thank you for reviewing!
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AN: Hi everyone! Sorry for the long break. I have some problems with school homework. *Damn you assignment!* And did I mention the reviews you guys gave was excellent? Thank you so much! ^__^ And now, the fic!
**Sacrifice Your Love**
Chapter three
[When will the crying stop?]
Tsukasa's hand lifted automatically to clutch the hems of his dark blue bathrobe. He noticed that the hammering of his heartbeat reacted to every little sobbing sound of the woman inside the room. How he longed for the crying to stop. Does she know every single tear she cried was like a small knife plunging his chest? He let go of his bathrobe and his hand immediately went for the doorknob. Then he hesitated.
It had been an hour since he stood outside the room, leaning heavily on the wooden door and listening to her heartbreaking sobs. He was amazed that she did not stop after nearly an hour. Had he hurt her that much? Was he in the wrong after all? [No! She's the one wrong in the first place! She's the stubborn one! Why the heck should I feel guilty!?]
His hand left the bronze doorknob and he turned to leave. The crying sound increased.
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Just as she thought her tears would be finished by now, one glance at the 'gift' and new fresh tears blinded her vision. Tsukushi did not attempt to stop crying or to wipe her tear-stained face. How long she had been crying, she had no idea. All that she could think of was her fiancé, Tsukasa. And how she longed to apologize to him.
But she did not do so. [He should know that it's his fault I'm with another man. If he didn't lock me up then none of this would happen!] And besides, she guessed with an attitude like Tsukasa, one isn't very forgiving. What can she do but cry to comfort herself? She wrapped herself up with the white blanket. [You are not the Makino I love.]
Maybe Tsukasa is right. She isn't the Makino he loves anymore.
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"Can't you stop? It's loud enough to wake the dead."
Tsukushi blinked. Twice. A pool of white light from outside invaded the dark room as the door was opened wide. Tsukasa leaned against the doorframe with his arms crossed in front of his chest. Tsukushi grimaced at the unfriendly tone he used. She hiccupped a few times before being able to talk. "Sorry."
Tsukasa uttered something under his breath that sounds like 'baka' and went out into the corridor. He was about to close the door when Tsukushi called him. It was clear to him that she was crying again. "Don't go." She stared down at the white blanket and waited. For a while, he stood there. Tsukushi could swear she heard the sound of her heart breaking when the door closed with a slight 'click'. The room went dark again. The only light provided was the moonlight shinning mysterious, dusky silver light through the balcony.
Tsukushi was not in the mood to admire romantic scenes right now. Tsukasa shut her in this dark room to cry alone. And that is just what she was planning to do. Letting the blanket fall from her shoulders, she buried her face with hands. Her body trembled at her newfound pain that Tsukasa had given her.
"What are you? A running water tap?"
Her voice was stuck in her throat when a figure sat on the bed. With little light, she can make out the outline of her fiancé's face. Tsukasa did not leave her. "I... I thought you..." She could not finish her sentence as emotions flooded her mind.
"That's why I think you're a stupid woman." He said this with a different tone, more affection and tenderness. Tsukushi felt a weigh landed on her head. She closed her eyes and let her tears drip onto her lap as Tsukasa gently ruffled up her hair. His fingers gave an undeniably comfort when it made contact with her scalp. "Only stupid woman cries."
"I'm not stupid..." She managed to whisper. Her throat was raw after crying so long.
"Then stop crying." Tsukasa replied back with an equal whisper.
She did not heed him. Tsukasa was very annoyed. After all his comforting, the woman was still crying?? What he didn't know was that his action and words had truly touched Tsukushi. Who was wrong first, did not matter to her now.
"Makino..." He frowned. Isn't there any way to stop her tears?
Tsukushi felt his hand shifted from the top of her head to her back. Before she had the chance to figure out what Tsukasa is doing, a pair of lips landed on hers. Tsukasa kissed her hungrily like he had buried his desires inside for too long. His hand on the back of her head prevented her from moving away and it also guided her to receive the pleasure his lips provided.
Her widen eyes turned into a squint as Tsukasa drowned her in his kiss and soon, she closed her eyes and allowed him to take control. A small moan escaped from Tsukushi's throat as Tsukasa's tongue entered her mouth. Her hands that were griping the blankets earlier had now moved to the Tsukasa's back, clutching and tugging his bathrobe at the same time.
She was breathless when Tsukasa released her slightly bruised lips. As she catches her breath, Tsukasa proceeds to give her butterfly kisses down her neck. He snapped awake from the passionate trance when his lips reached the thin fabric Tsukushi was wearing. Using all the sense he could get, he pushed himself away from her.
"Domyouji?" Tsukushi called out softly, wondering what happened. Hearing his name being called by the most dearest person to him almost possessed Tsukasa to continue kissing her madly. He leaned his back on the wall. Tsukushi went on all four and crawled towards him. The bed shook a little as she did so.
"Now I know what to do the next time you cry." There was a satisfied grin on his face when she blushed under the silver light. The luscious lips that he kissed just seconds ago pouted cutely. It was his turn to blush when Tsukushi crept closer until her face was inches with his. A sly smile formed on her lips.
"Why are you blushing?" She asked when she knew the culprit was she herself. Tsukasa looked around frantically and settled for the dark floor to blindly stare at. His heartbeat quickens when warm fingers suddenly touched his bare chest. His bathrobe did not cover much of his upper body after the tugging and pulling Tsukushi had done earlier.
Tsukasa held his breath in as Tsukushi tortured him slowly by exploring his muscular chest. Every part of his skin that she touched was on fire. He was about to have another fling with her when she stopped the caressing and placed her hands on his waist. Very gently, she leaned her head on his chest, smiling when she heard his heartbeat beating wildly at her mischief.
Strong arms embraced her and brought her body closer to his. "Makino." She shifted just enough to look at Tsukasa face to face. With gentleness inside his eyes, Tsukushi melted before his loving gaze. "I don't mean a those things I said to you earlier today. If it makes you feel better, I'll stop having a guard at the main entrance."
Snuggling to find a more comfortable position, Tsukushi shook her head. "It's all right. I don't mean what I said too." Hugging him a little tighter, she knows that there were no apologies needed. "Domyouji, please believe me. I did nothing that will disgrace you when I'm with David."
Tsukasa's heart wrenched. Years ago, when they have first met, she had asked him to believe her once. He had chooses not to and regretted that decision. History will not repeat itself. Running his fingers through her smooth short hair, he spoke with true words. "I believe you, Makino. I always will. I doubt you because he..." He paused and hesitated to finish his sentence.
Tsukushi smiled as he continued. "Because he kissed you." Tsukasa rubbed her left cheek with the back of his hand where he supposed the disgusting 'David' had kissed. "I don't like that."
She remembers this. There was a weird man in her life, an over-protective, possessive, stubborn and mean man. But she had always loved him. The man was Domyouji Tsukasa. There was no question about it.
"I won't let anyone kiss me except you." Tsukasa snorted in approval of her statement, it made her giggled for he sounded like a hog. Tsukushi wanted to remember more of him. She could only wait for the right time to come. Closing her eyes, drowning in the warm embrace, Tsukushi felt sleep enduring her. "Happy Anniversary, Domyouji."
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Sure enough, there was no guard to be seen at the main entrance the next day. But Tsukushi had obediently stayed inside the mansion. From that day onwards, she waited up for Tsukasa no matter how late he came back. As for Tsukasa, he never fails to bring her flowers everyday. Of course, the flowers came with his strong affection.
Tsukushi's memories were not retrieved. But this does not bother either of them. They were contented of accompanying each other, seeing each other, talking to each other and snuggling in each other's arms. The 'little' problem they had was long forgotten. Everything went fine for them.
The real problem started when it was time to go back to Japan.
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The sun was bright and hot. No, make that fiery. But it was noting compared to the outrageous outfit the woman was wearing. With what seems like two small pieces of red cloth as clothes, the woman's cleavage, dainty waist and bouncy butt drew attention from the crowd, especially the men.
Need not to worry women. For standing beside this fiery babe, there's an absolutely cool dude. Dark blue sunglasses and his mysterious smile kept the ladies wondering endlessly. They had stolen everyone's attention. Not because how they looked like they were stuck together with glue but where they were headed. A five-star hotel.
It didn't take a genius to figure out what were they going to do inside. The only question is why couldn't they wait till nightfall?
"Oi! I've been looking for you! Why'd you switch off your phone?" Another man suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Unlike the first guy, the second man was cute with shoulder-length hair and a delicate face. He too, had caught people's attention.
The first guy shrugged. He had a look of annoyed and toleration. The woman beside him frowned at this interruption. Her death glares turned into a sweet, innocent, seduce look when she noticed this second guy actually fits her taste better then the first. "What's up?" Noting his 'girlfriend's' hungry stare at his friend did not bother the cool guy at all.
The second man returned a dashing smile to the woman before talking again. "You won't believe this. She's back." His smile widen as his buddy took down his blue sunglasses to reveal two dark brown orbs. "It's her, Soujirou. She's finally back."
After a while, Akira's words finally sank into his head. He had a genuine smile on his face too. "Let's go." Soujirou rested his sunglasses above his head and mention Akira to lead the way to his car. A tug on his shirt prevented him from moving any further.
"Who's that 'she'? If you dare to have another girl behind my back, we're over!!" The woman shrieked, not afraid of the crowd watching the show. Who does he think he is? It was normally guys who can't get enough of her! She'll show him who's the boss here.
"Look, honey. I'm going to be busy, so why don't you go back first? I'm sorry for this and I'll call you back later." Soujirou smiled and recited the line he had said so many times that the sentence just came out automatically. The woman was starting to bore him anyway.
"You have two choices. Stay and have fun with me or leave and don't expect to see me again." The woman crossed her arms and leaned against the pillar. She smiled smugly as Soujirou's smile faded. He sighed and grabbed her arm to pull her close.
Her face grew red as he whispered in her ear. "If I leave will you stop appearing before me?" Soujirou moved away from her and gave her a wink before trotting after Akira. He waved his hand in the air and yelled. "Hope you keep your promise!" Soujirou could hear the cursing and fuming behind him. But he never looked back.
"That's not the way to treat a woman." Akira could guess apparently what happened. They slide inside his car. The driver in the front seat looked back and waited for Akira to signal for him to move.
"What? You interested?" Soujirou asked solemnly, lifting an eyebrow in amusement. Akira nodded. Whether to the driver or Soujirou, only god knows. The car started and moved forward steadily. "I bet you aren't."
"Try me." Akira dared.
Both of them were in a good mood.
"She's eighteen." Soujirou snickered.
But it was not because 'she is back'.
"...it's a pity." Akira only has relationship with women older than him.
They suddenly burst out laughing, scaring the driver who almost crashed another vehicle. This must been the happiest day for both Nishikado Soujirou and Mimasaka Akira. For their torture session with a certain curly- haired monster was over. The curly-haired monster would not stop his violence without 'her' around. Therefore it all comes down to one thing, 'she' is their lifesaver.
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Despite the hot weather, the metal gate was cold to his touch. A gust of hot humid wind blew by and played with his hair, making him look more gorgeous then he usually looked. His glassy blue eyes stared lazily at the huge mansion inside the grilled gate and surrounding walls. He wondered for a bit whether he should go in or turn around and walk away.
Decisions, decisions and decisions. Finally he made up his mind. Just as he was about to walk away, a pair of hands whacked his shoulders, making him snap around.
"Why are you standing outside, aren't you going in?" Soujirou was at the doorbell while Akira gripped the man's shoulders. The man shook off Akira's hands and leaned against the brick wall. The gate opened. Akira went in first. "Aren't you going in?" Soujirou asked the man again.
"Um." The man muttered and moved along behind Akira. He brushed his brownish hair backwards and had his view on the soiled ground, thinking once again if he should go home. Which is more important, 'her' or 'sleep'?
"It's a wonder you would get out of bed." Akira commented. They were now at the main entrance. An old butler was waiting for them. He bowed politely and led the way. "Glad to see her, eh?"
"Um." The man answered, not really confirming if his answer is yes or no. They turned around the corner and walked down the large corridor.
"Did you get to talk to her?" Soujirou asked.
The man stared at Soujirou with his half-lidded blue eyes and turned his view back to the carpeted floor. He shrugged. "Um."
The butler stopped in front of a brown coloured door, indicating this is their stop. He then left the three young men. Akira and Soujirou frowned.
"Rui, is it me or did your vocabulary just shrunk?" Soujirou said with a bit of sarcastic tone added inside.
"Maybe you sleep too much." Akira suggested and rubbed his chin thoughtfully.
Hanazawa Rui closed his sleepy eyes then stifled a small yawn out of his delicate pinkish lips. When he was done, he used his left hand to rub his eyes. "Um."
Both Soujirou and Akira sweat dropped. The corridor went quiet and it was then that three of them heard the shouting sounds coming from inside the room.
"No! Please no! Don't touch me! HELP!!!" It was a panic voice filled with some sobbing. Soujirou looked at Akira and Akira stared back, they have a good guess whose voice this belonged to. Before they could react, Rui pushed them away and grabbed the doorknob. The sleepiness from his eyes was gone, replace with anger and fear.
He slammed open the door. "MAKINO!!!"
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The three men stood stoned as they watched the couple on the bed. It was Tsukushi all right. And the man on top of her was Tsukasa. They did not seem to notice the door opening, as Tsukushi's screaming was too loud. "Stop! Domyouji... no!!! Please stop!!" Tsukushi tried to push Tsukasa away, but he was too heavy.
Soujirou and Akira could have their chin touching the floor while the biggest reaction Rui have was watching Tsukushi get tortured with wide-open eyes. The screaming continues.
"AAAHHH!!! Get off! Get off!! ... No!! Stop tickling me!!"
There were tears in the brim of Tsukushi's eyes as she tried to fight Tsukasa's hands off of her armpits and waist. She was dying to laugh but her breath was somehow caught within her throat. Tsukasa gave her an evil grin. "Call me a puppy, eh? I'll show you what happens when you call a Domyouji 'puppy'!"
He leaned down to kiss her lips. As he lowered his head, Tsukushi finally saw the three strangers standing there enjoying the show. Well, not all but two of them anyway. With newfound strength, she pushed Tsukasa away. "Domyouji..."
Tsukasa turned to see his three childhood friends gaping at him. He got off from Tsukushi and sat down beside her. Not being able to get his kiss, Tsukasa seemed very annoyed. "Don't you guys ever knock?" On the other hand, Tsukushi hided behind Tsukasa, embarrassed of the earlier scene.
"Who are they?" Tsukushi whispered softly in Tsukasa's ear. She hadn't a single idea of the three men save the one who looked at her with those beautiful blue eyes. He gave her a warm feeling, as if he was the best friend she had. But no, she couldn't remember anything.
"I hope you don't ever remember them." Tsukasa's arm snaked around her waist naturally as he kidded. "Mimasaka Akira, he likes older women. Nishikado Soujirou, is in love with your friend, Yuki." The two men glared at Tsukasa, forgetting to ponder why he was 'introducing' them to Makino. Tsukasa stared at the last person, his best friend, yet his best rival for Tsukushi. "Hanazawa Rui."
Tsukushi did not notice the strangeness in Tsukasa's voice. Nor did she notice the sudden change of the three men's expression. "Please to meet you. I'm Makino Tsukushi, Domyouji's fiancée."
Akira laughed out loud. Following by Soujirou's deep throaty laughter. "Tsukushi, we know who you are, quit fooling..." Suddenly aware of what the girl said, the laughter stopped. "Are you all right, Tsukushi?" Akira stepped forward and pressed a hand on Tsukushi's forehead. She blushed and looked at her fiancé frantically.
Akira's hand was quickly swapped off by Tsukasa's possessive hand. The man frowned with annoyance of his fiancée being 'touched'. He stood up and ushered them out of the room. "She's not sick." He simply told Akira. To Tsukushi he spoke in a softer tone. "Excuse us for a moment. It's quite long since we have talked." Tsukushi nodded, understanding he had to explain her condition to the three men.
The minute the door closed, Tsukasa was grabbed by his collar and pressed against the wall. By Hanazawa Rui. "What is wrong with her?" His expression was still the same. No emotion could be found. That was the scaring thing about Rui. "What have you done to her?" He cared about her. Sure she belonged to Tsukasa now, but nevertheless, Rui cares about Makino Tsukushi.
Tsukasa was very annoyed by now but he kept his cool. If this situation occurred five or six years ago, a bloody fight including him and Rui would simply take place. For Tsukasa was not someone to push around. But since this is Rui and what they are discussing about is his fiancée, Tsukushi, Tsukasa allowed himself to be threatened.
"Cool it, Rui! We all want to know what's happening. Don't YOU get all excited!" Akira pulled Rui away while Soujirou stand by to stop any life- threatening punches from Tsukasa's side. Which did not happen, by the way. Arranging his ruffled up clothes, Tsukasa slowly explained his story. And even added a part that Tsukushi never knew.
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Quiet. That is the word she had been finding since this morning. Just the right five lettered word to describe today's theme. It has been a week since Tsukushi came back to her hometown, Japan. Everyday passed by with Soujirou and Akira dropping in for a 'visit', making the whole Domyouji mansion lively and preferably noisy. But the cheerful duos did not come today. What a surprise.
One week, that's how long Tsukushi had been pestering Tsukasa to take her home, her real home. Where her parents and younger brother are. She did not dare to keep asking him for this simple request. For every time she asked, his handsome face and brilliant smile would dull down. And he would find some excuses to avoid answering her. This morning, Tsukasa had kissed her forehead and informed her that he will be absent for the day until afternoon or late evening. Then he was gone.
Tsukushi sighed then flopped herself freely onto the black leather sofa. Her skin felt cool rubbing against the black material. She pillowed her head with her hands and with her long legs resting on the armrest of the sofa. It was a un-lady like posture, but screw that. She ain't no lady in the first place. Closing her eyes, her mind wondered around. A small grin appeared as Soujirou and Akira's image came inside her mind. They were insane. Insane but wonderful at the same time. It must have been hard for them to act like nothing is wrong in front of Tsukushi.
Her grin dissolved into nothing when another image popped into her head. [Hanazawa Rui.] The man only appeared once. But that was enough for Tsukushi to remember every single details of the glassy blue-eyed man. Why didn't he come to visit her anymore? She found that she was actually longing to see him again. Though she dare not ask Tsukasa more about Rui. Tsukasa's fiery temper was infamous when she spoke about another man. Why can't Tsukasa see? She was sure of herself. She was sure that who is the one she loves.
Thinking of her fiancé brought a frown onto her face. Lots of questions came unsolved. Is he on a business trip when he found her in New York? Where did he go everyday after the mysterious phone call? Why wasn't he willing to tell her any of her past, his past...their past? Most importantly, why isn't he the least worried about her condition? Her amnesia?
Tsukushi was deep in thought. So deep that she didn't heard the door creaked open. "Makino-sama?" Tsukushi was quickly awake by the soft calling of a maid. Almost immediately, she sprung up straight only to be amazed by what she saw. Standing just beside the maid, was a doll-like person. The girl looked young, maybe seventeen or eighteen. It was hard for Tsukushi to decide; as youngsters nowadays do not wear the clothes this adorable girl is wearing.
With a simple knee length brown skirt and a white blouse, the girl stared at Tsukushi with a pair of eyes hidden underneath her yellow coloured sunglasses. Her hair was black but slightly dark bluish beneath the light. Her first impression to Tsukushi: Pretty but cold. "Hi!" Whoever she is, everything might as well start with a greeting. Tsukushi moved over to one side of the sofa and smiled brightly at the girl. She did not get any reply.
The maid waited for the girl to be seated and asked her if she would like any drinks. "Tea, please." Tsukushi fell in love with the girl's sweet voice. The maid then looked at Tsukushi but she shook her head and thanked the maid for offering her drinks. The room went dead silence after the maid had walked away.
"So..." Tsukushi said, trying to strike a conversation. She had a weak point for pretty, cute girls like this. She always had. "Where did you buy that skirt? I like it very much." She was greeted with another cold silent. "You looked pretty young, how old are you?" The girl ignored her. After a while of depression, Tsukushi was ready to try again. "Are you here to meet Domyouji?"
Bingo! She hit the jackpot of catching the girl's attention. Using her sweet and lovely voice, the girl spoke again. "Yes. May I know where is he?" Her politeness surprised Tsukushi.
"I'm sorry. I have no idea where he went." Tsukushi said truthfully as the girl lowered her head and looked disappointed. She somehow felt pity for the girl. "But I'm sure he'll be back soon. It would be such an ass of him to leave a pretty girl like you waiting all day." Tsukushi blurted out, not aware of the words she was using. The girl blinked her eyes and suddenly laughed. Her laughter was like a small tinkling bell to Tsukushi.
Tsukushi was right about one thing. The girl DID looked better when she smiled. "I like you. I'm Yue. Endou Yue." She reached out a fair, smooth hand to shake. Tsukushi accepted it gladly. She introduced herself and soon, they've become friends.
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Yue sipped her hot tea from the white china cup. It seemed too hot for her as she placed the cup back on the coffee table. She then crossed her hands neatly on her lap before asking Tsukushi another question. "So you are saying you have amnesia and couldn't remember anything? That's horrible. I do wish you will get well soon."
"Thanks. I hope to remember everything soon too. Domyouji had been too over protective. And that big bully won't even help me recover my memories!" Of course Tsukushi didn't mean anything she said.
"Yes, I agree. Tsukasa is actually a little too over protective when it comes to 'troubled' people." Yue giggled before resuming to try her hot tea. [How do you know him so well?] A sudden small wave of jealously took over Tsukushi. Yue's comment made Tsukushi realize she still did not know why is Yue here. [Tsukasa? She called him Tsukasa?]
"Excuse me for asking, but why are you waiting for Domyouji?" An uncomfortable feeling crunched Tsukushi's stomach. She doesn't know why.
"Oh, I have some certain things to discuss with him. No offense Tsukushi, but can I ask you a question?" Yue paused a bit. She continued when Tsukushi nodded. "I'm not sure what are you related to Tsukasa."
Tsukushi stoned. She had forgotten to introduce herself all through the conversation. With an unsure tone, she began. "I'm Domyouji's..."
"Makino?" The familiar voice came into the room. Tsukushi looked at the door to find Tsukasa standing at the doorframe, his eyes widen with surprise as he saw another person other from his fiancée inside the room as well. "Yue? What are you doing here?"
"Domyouji." Tsukushi called. She stood up to walk towards him but was 'accidentally' pushed down by Yue who shot up in excitement. Tsukushi noticed Yue was blushing furiously as she called his name.
"Tsukasa!" Her sweet voice annoyed Tsukushi a little. It was truly not Tsukushi's fault as Yue bumped the leg of the wooden coffee table and fell onto the ground. Hard, with a loud thud. Yue whimpered and tried to get up but failed miserably. Her yellow sunglasses flew a few inches away from her.
"Yue!" Tsukushi gasped and rushed to her aid. Which was interrupted as Tsukasa reached the fallen girl first.
"Yue!!" He knelt down beside her, letting Yue lean against his body while he examines her wounded knee. Yue had tears in the brim of her eyes as she tried her best not to cry. With too much pain and tenderness, Tsukasa scolded Yue like she was a small kid. "You shouldn't walk around like that in your condition. Does your knee hurt? Did you sprain your ankle? It's going to have an ugly purple bruise here later."
Tsukushi bit her tongue. Her jealously was getting the better of her. She told herself that she shouldn't be so possessive over Tsukasa. Beside, Yue is hurt. What was she doing standing there and being jealous over nothing when she could be helpful and help Yue? Making up her mind, Tsukushi squatted and held one of Yue's arm. "Here, I'll get you on the sofa."
Tsukasa pushed away her hand, not harshly but not gently either. "Let me do it, Makino. Call the maid for some ice." Without waiting for Tsukushi to reply, Tsukasa lifted Yue up. Bridal style. Tsukushi took this entire scene down clearly in her mind. She touched her hand that was pushed away by Tsukasa. It felt like hot and painful.
It was all clear to her now. Yue's eyes were a colour of dull grey.
//Yes, I agree. Tsukasa is actually a little too over protective when it comes to 'troubled' people.// Does 'troubled' people include her too?
Yue was blind.
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It was after he treated Yue's wound and sent her back that Domyouji Tsukasa noticed the absent of his fiancée. He searched for her at the only place he knew she would be in. Their bedroom. Well, maybe 'her' room since he always gets to sleep on the sofa. Yes, they stayed in the same room. Yes, it is his house. No, they don't sleep on the same bed.
Turning the bronze doorknob, he frowned. The door was locked from the inside. He felt ridiculous the knock on the door of his own house to ask for entrance. But he did it anyway. "Makino?" He called but no answer was given. Knocking the door slightly harder this time, he called again. "Makino? Open up! It's me!"
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The curtains were drawn close. Tsukushi buried her head underneath a pillow and ignored the callings from outside. What is wrong with her? Jealous, just because Tsukasa treated another female nice? Because he cared for another human being? Because a wounded girl was in need of help and he helped her?
Yes. She was. If she's not, then what is that sour feeling scrounging up her innards? Why does she felt like pulling Tsukasa away when he gently placed the bag of ice on Yue's legs? Why is she so angry? This was her least favourite game. Questions unanswered.
There was a jingling sound coming from outside the door. Tsukushi gave herself a mental slap on the forehead. [Damn Tsukushi, did you forget this is his house? He has the freaking keys for god's sake.] She waited for the quiet pace of footsteps to reach her bed. With all her strength, she threw a huge fluffy pillow towards Tsukasa.
"Oi!! What's that for??!" She took him by surprise. Tsukasa thought she was in the bathroom or sleeping. He was unprepared for the pillow attacks.
"Go away!" Tsukushi yelled. When he did not heed her, she threw another pillow at him. "Get out! Now!!" She was not in the mood to be nice. Her anger had not left her. He had chosen the wrong time for a visit. In one swift move, Tsukasa was in front of her. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her up from the bed to meet him face to face. She struggled hard, hitting and punching his chest at the same time.
She couldn't keep her balance as she was knelling near the edge of the bed. If Tsukasa let go of her now, she will indeed drop painfully on the floor. "What the hell is wrong with you, woman?" Tsukasa yelled into her ear.
All of the sudden, the struggling stopped. Her wrists were still in his hands though. Just as Tsukasa was about to speak, Tsukushi spoke first. "Remember when you said you don't like other man kissing me?" She paused. Looking up at Tsukasa, daring him to lie to her. "It's the same, I don't like you being so nice to other woman except me." There, she said it. And damn, she regretted it.
Before he could react, Tsukushi pulled her hands away from his. Both of her hands landed snugly on each of Tsukasa's side, pulling him closer. She buried her hot face on his chest and hugged him tightly. He was the only person she could rely now. She knows that she could never share him. "I want to be the only person you see." Tsukushi felt his arms encircling her in the same tight embrace. "And cares." She added, almost in a whisper.
Tsukasa's expression had softened. He now understands her frustration. Everything is easy once you understand it. Closing his eyes and resting his head on her shoulder, he whispered back into her ear. "I promise, you will always the one I will see and care."
What Tsukushi could do, was to pray that Tsukasa would keep his promise.
End of Chapter Three
AN: Quite a long chapter, eh? But the ending is considerably 'happier' here. Do you feel a storm brewing up at Yue's arrival? There's more truth to know about Tsukushi's past. Once again, thank you for reading it! (Review if you don't mind. ^ ^;;)
Thank you notes:
blue: See they have patched up already! (Barely) Thank you for being the first reviewer of chapter two!
Ruth: Don't we all hope to see a happy ending? ^__^ Don't worry, I'll try not to torture them too much. Thanks for the review!
babypookie: Look, things DID turned out better! *Yeah!!!* Tsukushi is going to get her memory back quicker than I expected... Cause I don't think this fic will have more then ten chapters. And yes! Tsukushi and Tsukasa forever!!! *Woohoo!!* Thanks again!
Sam: Thank you for thinking the story is great! Like the new suspense in chapter three?? There's something about Tsukushi... and Tsukasa ain't telling. And really, I don't mind the multiply reviews at all. I often do that too! ^_^;;
Jeslene: Your welcome! (Don't worry you're not alone. I'm insane.) If you like angst I have a huge surprise for you in the next few chapters! Thank you for waiting patiently! I appreciate your review very much!
sheilapiglet: A Rui fan? Well, I love Rui too! But yeah, I think Tsukushi belonged to Tsukasa. (No offense there!!) I'm so glad you like the fic! Who knows, maybe it would end up to be a Rui and Tsukushi fic after all! =.=;; Can't decide though. Thanks a lot for your encouragement!
abc: Soon my friend, soon... The horrible truth will be out!! _ I'm just kidding. Thank you for reading it!!
no.99: Eh, it gets more complicated!! Ta-da! Now we have a third person to remember! Presenting... Yue! Wow, I'm so happy that chapter two has less tense mistake! I know, I know, my tense still needs some (a lot) of working. I'll keep in mind to improve it though! Thank you!!!!!!
jjj: Tsukasa and Tsukushi... hmmm, yes, I agree, their names somehow fits. *Laughs out loud* Thank you for liking Tsukasa and Tsukushi together! I'm with you!
Ice angel: Your welcome! I love to communicate with you guys like this! Is it true that no one replies comments here? I think there's a few but I also think mine is the most 'talkative'. Thank you for wanting to read more and I absolutely adore your review!! ^__^
aquasam: I don't like making Tsukasa upset too, but it's all Tsukushi's fault! *Puts all the blame on Makino* There's a little ripple appearing in their relationship now that Rui reappeared. So I guess I'll try to not torture them too much. *Hides crossed fingers behind back* Thank you for reviewing!
jjj: =.=;; Dude, are you the same reviewer? *Looks up two nicknames* Haha, anyway even if you are, thanks again!! And sorry to keep you waiting. Chapter four would probably be out much longer. __
NigHtEyeZ: Cotton candy, anyone?