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Author's Notes:
Did you really thought Makino as a bch here? Well, I'm sorry if you thought that way. A cussing Makino was actually in my plan, but since some of you said that it was a little bit extreme or that she's swearing too much, I'm sorry but I really wanted it that way. Now it's for you find out and read what will happen.
Like A Virgin
Chapter 3: Damn, I'm in Love...
"Hell!" the guy hotly cursed as I screamed louder. He lifted himself up and got off me. "What's wrong with you lady? You nearly split my ears!"
Tama and Yuki went over me and helped me stood up. I felt the coldness of the floor behind me the moment he drew away. I wonder how and why it happened. I felt warm under him.
"Tsukushi, are you alright?" Tama asked, checking me for any bruises or wounds.
"Are you badly hurt? Did you fall hard? How's your arm?" Yuki nervously asked me.
"Yes, I'm still alive, thank you." I held onto Yuki as I tried to control my temper. How come they had to ask when they saw how I fall? That was so damn humiliating, falling hard from the stairs with audience, though it was only them who saw it.
And then I turned to the guy who had caused all my body aches. Why, the scum of the earth was simply dusting off his shirt and casually running a hand on his curly locks like he just fell from his bed!
I watched him turn to Tama with an expressionless look with a tinge of arrogance in it. "Forget what happened, Tama. Though it was pretty embarrassing, at least I didn't fell that hard. Let's go, Soujiro." And then he turned back and started walking away.
I can't believe it! He was walking away without even saying sorry. He was walking away as if nothing had happened. He was walking away without even realizing that he had hurt a woman!
With my whole body aching, I mustered all my strength left, walked towards him and shouted. "Don't you walk out on me mister!" and I grabbed him by the wrist.
He stopped on his tracks and slowly, he turned around to face me. He met my eyes again, and my mind went blank. My heart began pounding rapidly as his stare grew deeper and intense. Oh Bob, why does this stranger making me feel all tense and shaky? I was rendered speechless and all I did was to stare dumbly at him.
"Yes?" he asked. Hell, His voice was heaven. It was velvet, not gravelly, and definitely unforgettable. It made my nerve endings flare for one sharp moment and my breath catch in my throat.
He frowned and asked me again. "Well, what's your problem?" this time, he sound impatient and his face looked pissed.
"D-did you saw what happened?" I said as I slowly composed myself and raised my chin up. "You tripped on the stairs and you collided with me. It's your fault and then you're just walking away like nothing happened? What kind of a man are you?"
I guessed my last line hit a raw nerve. His eyes narrowed and his lips formed into a thin line. "I didn't trip accidentally, Miss. Soujiro pushed me," he replied calmly. But his eyes weren't.
"Hey, I didn't push you. You're the one who's not looking your way," Soujiro spoke up from behind.
"Shut up!" he snapped at him.
"See?" I spat. "It's your stupid fault and now you have to do something about it."
"And what do you want me to do? Lick your shoes and say sorry?" he said sarcastically.
"I didn't say anything like that," I retorted. "But since you suggested it, I want to see you try." I mocked.
Soujiro's eyes grew wide as Tama and Yuki gasped.
"And why would I do such a disgusting thing?"
"Because I want to!" I shouted angrily. Why is he taking things so lightly?! Didn't he even know that I was badly hurt? He was heavy and he crashed into me! "You hurt me and I'll make you pay!"
He scanned his eyes through my profile. "But you look perfectly fine. How can you shout like that if you're hurt?"
"I'm not fine! I'm shouting because I'm mad but my body felt so damn achy and it's your entire fault!" I shrieked childishly. Who cares? I can shout my throat out if I want to. He had put me to shame and he must pay for it. "Do something or you'll be sorry." I threatened.
He smirked and stared at me as I impatiently waited for an answer. There's something about his stare I couldn't put a name to it. And was that a hint of amusement I saw that passed through his dark eyes? Or malice? No...
And then his smirk turned into a grin. A devilish one. His gaze went down to my hand on his wrist, and then he looked back to me. "Yes, ladyl. Maybe I can do something about it after all," and before I could pull my hand away, he caught it and pulled me to him, his arm snaking around my waist as he reached for my lips.
"Oh my God!"
"Tsukasa!"
"Shit, dude!"
That was the last thing I heard before my mind suddenly shut off as I anticipated the touch of his lips to mine. His scent assaulted my senses and his warmth surrounded me. I didn't feel achy anymore, I felt like melting in his arms. My hands unconsciously flew towards his chest as he deepened the kiss. Damn, his lips were soft yet firm and he tasted so good.
"Tsukasa, I say stop it now!" Tama's voice broke the magic between us as he pulled away. I breathlessly stared at him as he did the same.
I couldn't say anything. What will I say? That I liked the kiss and if given the chance again, I would like to kiss him for free? I was never at loss for words in front of a guy. Not this time. But I believe there's always a first time.
But dammit, why on this guy?!
"Doumyouji Tsukasa!" Tama hollered as she walked towards us. "How dare you kiss a mere stranger in front me? And even doing it inside this mansion? Where are your manners, young man?!"
Doumyouji Tsukasa. So that's who he is. Wait. Isn't he the only son of the famous Doumyouji Kaede? That curly-haired dude with his dark penetrating eyes and perfect body?
Then...I was kissed by a billionaire's son. Hmn...
"Where did I go wrong in raising you and you grew up like that? That's very indecent, Tsukasa!" Tama continued.
I cringed. "Tama, it's not really indecent, you know. It's just a kiss, for cryin' out loud."
Tama shot me an angry look. "And don't tell me you liked it? That you both liked it?"
"N-no, its not-It's not like that..." my face felt hot that I had to look away. For the love of my mother, why is this happening to me?
"Look Tama," Tsukasa sighed and ran a hand on his messy, curly locks. "I have no time for this. You can save your sermons when I get home later. We're going now." And he turned away and started walking out of the door.
"Tsukasa! Come back here!" Tama shouted. He continued to walk.
Soujiro shook his head and sadly turned to me. "Man, of all women, why did it have to be you?"
"What do you mean?" I frowned. What's with the long face? Was he hurt or something?
"Nothing. I guess I'll be seeing you more often now." He said and started walking away. And then he stopped and turned around again. "By the way, that was awesome; I just never thought that you'll be his first."
"What?!" now what the hell does he mean by that?
"Bye Ladies," Soujiro grinned and waved goodbye.
"B-Bye...." Yuki replied.
I watched the two guys walked towards the door. That Doumyouji guy... he's such an obnoxious bastard. Though I must admit, his back even looked marvelous as he walked with grace and confidence. How unfair that some men could be this attractive....
Ugh, what am I thinking? He's my first kiss alright, but was that enough to explain the faint beating of my young, innocent heart (cut the crap, Tsukushi!)? Could it be... could it be... oh...
TSUKASA
Another one of those boring nights inside the disco bar. It's always been like this ever since high school. People would dance and flare their bodies like idiots. Could there be anything more interesting than this?
"Sure, there's one," Akira suddenly spoke up, as if reading my thoughts. "Soujiro told me a wonderful story about your first kiss with a certain woman named Makino Tsukushi," he teased. So the moron had told him about it.
"I could kill that bastard."
"He knew that," Rui said. "That's why he's not coming tonight."
"What? How come?"
"Well, one is because you could kill him like you said. And he's too hurt to face you he might be the one to kill you." Akira shrugged again and ordered for more drinks.
I leaned back on the leather couch and drank. So Soujiro still chose not to talk to me after that incident. Well, I'm sorry; I didn't know that he had the hots for that woman. He should've told me that the 'chic' he was talking about was the one who was oblivious to her surroundings that she didn't heard Tama's warning shout. What a pathetic woman. I can't see any relation on her face as to why she was too obsessed with those paintings, and why does she have to react to the point of exaggerating when she wasn't even wounded. Ugh, really pathetic.
Though the moment I looked at her, her eyes were the first thing I noticed. Well, of course, where else would you be first looking at? But those exotic ebony eyes had stirred up something in me. It portrays emotions very clearly, like how anger blazed in her eyes when she looked at me. She can play with it or hide it if she wants to. I don't want to think but she can easily manipulate a person by simply using her eyes, 'cause she was blessed with expressive yet skillful ones.
"Are you thinking about her?" Akira spoke up again, making me jerk slightly out of my thoughts.
"What would I be thinking about her?" I frowned. This guy was pretending he knows everything.
"Dunno," he shrugged. There he goes again. He'll ask and then he'll answer in monosyllabic. "Tell me more about her." He said.
My scowl deepened. "Forget her, will you? She's not that important and she's definitely not a chic like Soujiro told you."
Akira nodded slowly, his eyes were focused somewhere. "I see. she's not that important. Not a chic?" he tisked and shook his head. "Let me guess. She has honey-colored hair that ran past her shoulders, right?"
I nodded a little. Yes, honeyed hair.
"She's quite small, but the way she stood and walked, she has that air of confidence around her. Not to mention how she held her chin high,"
Hmn. Yeah she was small, but with an air of confidence? "I didn't noticed that." I murmured.
"Didn't noticed what? Her height or her aura?" Akira asked, his eyes still focused on the same spot. I didn't bother to look because I knew he was staring at nothing and was probably thinking.
I sank on the leather couch and reached for my glass on the table beside. "I mean the latter." I said.
"Yes, I believe you didn't notice that before because she was angry. You must've really shame her to lose her confidence like that. But I think when you look at her, you'll never know what's running deep in her mind, for her eyes show the contrary." I saw him smiled a little as his words digested in me.
So he noticed those oriental eyes too. But how come those words came out from his mouth like he was actually on the scene the other day? Soujiro wasn't that keen observer to notice those small details and tell them to Akira. "Did Soujiro told you all that?"
Akira didn't seem to hear me. I think he was lost in his own world. I sighed and was about to take a swig on my beer when he spoke again. "She carries herself well you wouldn't think she's just a commoner. She knows how to mingle with people," he said and then finally turned to me. "You must be insane, Tsukasa, ignoring her and thinking that way about her. Maybe looks can be deceiving, but she looked really chic in yellow tonight."
My eyes widened as I stared at him incredulously. How the hell does he know about that?! "You're the one insane, Akira! Can you see places and people all at the same time? Are you hiding something from us?" I began to shudder at the thought that he has some supernatural powers and he wasn't even telling us.
Akira stared at me, his jaws slightly open as thought he can't believe what I had just said. And then I heard Rui chuckled.
I turned to him. "You know about this too, Rui?"
With half-closed eyes, Rui yawned before answering. "What are you talking about, Tsukasa? Akira only tells what he sees," he said, his tone bored.
I looked at Akira who was still staring at me, and then he laughed. "You're so stupid dude!" he said in between chuckles.
"Dammit, what the hell is wrong with you people?!" I feel like throwing a tantrum. What are they laughing about?
"Look at your right," Rui said.
A little confused, I turned to look at the way Rui was pointing, and saw a woman wearing light yellow dress seated on a table not so far away from us. The woman was strikingly attractive, as I heard her laugh. Her date might've been thanking the gods for having her tonight. And I turned my gaze on her date.
It was Soujiro.
"Hoo, boy, heaven must've smiled on that lucky bastard," Akira said, whistling.
I whipped my head to him. "He said he was not gonna come!"
"Are you gonna kill him, then?" he said, cocking his head, slightly smirking. "With Makino Tsukushi around?"
Upon hearing that name, my eyes went back on the woman with him, and finally realized that she was the same woman I collided with on the stairs. I don't know what to think. Should I be mad? To whom? Probably to Soujiro. How can he take a woman like her in this kind of bar/restaurant?
I stood up and left our place. Akira tried to call me back but I didn't listen. Hell, I'm the mighty Doumyouji Tsukasa, I can go and do my way wherever, whenever.
Keeping my eyes on the couple, I saw Soujiro looked up and met my gaze. Surprise registered in his face as he stared at me. Makino looked at him and seeing his attention on something else, she followed his gaze.
I stopped right in front of their table, feeling confident and mighty as ever. I crossed my arms and smirked tauntingly at them.
"What a pleasant surprise to see you, Tsukasa," Soujiro drawled, recovering from his slight surprise.
"Isn't that supposed to be my line?" I said, taking the perfect timing on glancing Makino one of my scrutinizing looks. "It's really a surprise on seeing you with that woman here, except that it's not pleasant at all." I said it in smooth sarcasm.
And it caused a desired effect. She whipped her head angrily and I met her narrow eyes. Her lips formed in a straight line and I find it really refreshing.
MAKINO
What a night. Who could've guessed that the arrogant beast was also here? Oh well, I should've thought of that since Soujiro was here and I've heard him say that this was one of their favorite hangout. But the evil gleam in his eyes didn't escape me. And the way he stares at me, it looks as if I don't deserve to be brought in a place such as this.
"Tsukasa, what are you talking about?" Soujiro hissed at him in controlled anger.
"Well you know damn well what I'm talking about," Tsukasa's voice raised this time. "What is that girl doing in here?" he demanded.
"You do not own this place and I have the right to bring any woman of my choice. Why are you suddenly acting so nosy?" Soujiro equaled his angry tone.
Sensing a coming fight, I calmly drank on my wine and decide to intervene. "What is his problem, Soujiro? Does he need something from you?"
"No, Tsukushi, he's just-"
"Oh, so now you're in first name basis," Tsukasa cut through. "Tell me, what's up with you two?" again, that same commanding tone that I'm beginning to think that's natural to him.
I heard Soujiro drew a harsh breath as he wiped his mouth using a table napkin, and then stared at Tsukasa. "We are having dinner, Tsukasa. Can you at least leave that subject until tomorrow?" he said calmly.
But Tsukasa simply crossed his arms. "That doesn't answer the question." What a stubborn, arrogant beast, that he is.
Seeing that he couldn't be stopped and won't stop until he gets what he wants, I spoke to him in all calmness, "Tsukasa, how we conduct our affairs is entirely none of your business," I smiled sweetly and raised an eyebrow. "Unless you want to say something important, then perhaps we could spare some time to listen, couldn't we, Soujiro?" I lifted my hand and casually placed it on his arm.
I guess that did it. I saw Soujirou gulped and The Beast's jaw hanged open, uncrossed his arms that really destroyed his poise.
"Tsukushi, we can't-"
"I think it's too noisy in here, don't you think?" I decided to change the subject. It really is too noisy in this place. Is this Soujirou's typical dating place? I even thought he would bring me to a much quieter place. Like in a common restaurant and with the customers wearing formal and not dancing in techno music with disco lights?
The charming boy in front of me stuttered, saying we should finish our meals first and then asking me if I hated the place. "Of course not. I would love to go here again, perhaps when the timing's right." And then I glanced at The Beast. "But right now all I want is a peaceful place without my boss questioning my presence here."
I barely tore my gaze away from my despicable boss when he slammed both of his hands on our table, the dishes and glasses shook and cluttered at the intensity. "I have the right to question your presence here, woman." He gritted his teeth and his nose flared. "You haven't even started working for me and yet you're hitting on my friend! Is this how you normally do, huh? Going out hunting for some filthy rich kid? Why you're a b-"
Before he mouthed the hated word, I stood up and slapped him. No, slapping him isn't enough. But I was too angry to slug him and all that came out from me was a slap.
"Soujirou! Tsukasa! What happened in here?" a tall guy with shoulder-length hair came over with a worried expression on his handsome face. Next to him was another tall guy but he stood just behind the shadowed part of the bar, hindering me to see his face.
My anger was drained at the sudden presence of the two men. Were they Soujirou and The Beast's friends? What if they came over for back up? Do they even know that they're facing a woman? At the thought of these four tall, menacing guys cornering me in one of the dark corners of the street, I shivered and swallowed the insults I was about to throw at Doumyouji.
The shoulder-haired guy eyed the stunned Soujirou to Doumyouji whose face was down, both of his arms still on the table, his breathing hard. And when those curious eyes met mine, he burst out laughing. "All these for Makino?" he laughed harder when I opened my mouth in surprise. "Tsukasa, dude, what's wrong wit ya? She's just a commoner for, oh, gods-hahaha! There's no need to show your idiocy!" clutching the shirt on his stomach as he laughed, he went over to Soujirou and tapped him hard on the shoulder. "I wish I have a camera Sou-chan! Your face looked priceless! All for this commoner! Oh, hell!" and he barked louder.
And he got all our reactions simultaneously. Doumyouji raised his head and growled while Soujirou glared at the maniac who wiped the tears springing from his eyes. This is it. I never thought I'm seeing the other side of rich young men. Now I'm seeing them in their darkest side.
Sooorry that's all I have in mind...
and I apologize to you too, prudence :)