Chapter 5

Kyou looked around the cafeteria and spotted the only redhead there. It was easy to spot her. He looked at her up and down and realized she was even more beautiful than he thought. Her skin was smooth and fair and her red hair fell to her shoulders, it had a bright hue under the light, which indicated that the hair was smooth and silky. Kyou resisted the urge to touch it as he sat down. Her eyes were the deepest turquoise, not green, Kyou made a mental note and her smile was mysterious yet sincere.

"Hi!" She said. Kyou nodded, stunned by her beauty. "You have to try the cheesecake here," she began and called for the waiter. She ordered 2 plates of cheesecakes and as soon as the waiter turned his back to walk to the counter, she turned to Kyou and smiled. "So, what do you work as?" She started. Kyou avoided eye contact, "Uh… well, I have a dojo…"

"Ah, that's interesting! Wow, I never thought I would get to know a martial arts teacher!"

Kyou blushed slightly and fell silent. He had no problem talking to her for they had a lot to talk about, as if they were old time friends just getting in touch with each other. Kyou was even open enough to talk about his problems with Tohru and getting over Kazuma's death.

"… do you feel attached to her or are you really in love with her?" Chika asked. Kyou shook his head and shrugged, "I… I don't know, aren't they the same?"

Chika shook her finger, "being attached is like you're obligated to keep her with you even though you no longer have feelings for her anymore. It's like you're just too used to her presence around you to let her go. Being in love is… you know, you feel something for her and that's why you want to be there for her…"

"Wow, I didn't know it was that complicated,"

Chika smiled seductively, "You guys just never understand love the way we women do," she nodded at the waiter in acknowledgement as the waiter came to clean the tables. Chika was right, the cheesecake is good, Kyou thought in agreement. The both of them fell silent as a song aired out around the cafeteria.

"Oh my god! I love this song! It's from that Koda Miyaki and her songs are really really good, I was the first to buy her album. Koda Miyaki's voice is very powerful,"

"Wow, I didn't know there are people who love Koda Miyaki," Kyou said, impressed by her unique taste for music. He, himself, loved the singer.

"Why, what's wrong with her?"

"Well… let's just say not many people fancy her songs,"

"Then we must be the first!" Chika laughed, "You and I have so many things in common!"

Kyou nodded and smiled slightly. Chika looked at her watch and widened her eyes in surprise, "WOW! I can't believe we've been chatting for so long!" Kyou looked at his watch too, it read 5 in the afternoon. He chuckled and the both of them regarded each other.

Chika smiled.

The first time I laid my eyes on him, I was, as cliché as it sounds, set on fire. He looked exactly like my first love. Sure, it was a long time ago and I never believed in fate and destinies but when I saw him, I knew it had to be him. Even his name was the same. I was only 8 years old then when I saw him. He was at a playground and always with a dark brunette. The brunette looked older than him and she always called him Kyou. The both of them were always together, and when I felt something bitter in my heart, I knew that he had struck something very deep and hard in me.

To me, he was the ultimate catch. I don't have to admit it, but I know that I am a very attractive woman. In high school, I was the more popular and most wanted girl. Wherever I go, heads will turn and I was made the prom princess. When I went to college, many men had wanted me to be their girlfriend. But I refused all. I could have every man's attention in the whole wide world, but I only wanted one.

Souma Kyou.

Chika looked over at Kyou who is calling the waiter for a glass of lemon tea. At age 25, Chika still felt like a high school girl sneaking some glances on the man she love. She observed him carefully. The soft, orange hair… his orange-red eyes full of passion and dedication… his shy smile… that prominent jaw line… those hands coarse and tough… the way they moved… the broad shoulders… Chika could never get sick of watching him. The way he looked so serious when he was sipping the tea.

Now that I found him, his heart had already belonged to someone else. Someone by the name of Honda Tohru… But I don't have to worry about that, Chika smiled again. Oh no, I don't… his heart is wavering and I can use this opportunity to get the man I want. I have been dreaming of the day I meet him...I won't let him slip away from my fingertips right now. Not here. Not now. Not when he's right in front of me. Honda Tohru… I relish a great challenge, let's just see who will win in this game of love.

"Oh, it's getting late," Kyou called the waiter for the bill. "I better go," He footed the bill and prepared to stand up. "Wait!" Chika held onto his arm, anxious and urgent for him not to go. "Can you send me home? I sent my car for servicing and I… I have to rush home to get some paperwork done," Chika said, telling a little white lie, "I didn't realize how much time has passed… if… if I don't get the paperwork done, I'll probably get into trouble again with my boss…"

Kyou looked at his watch and hesitated, before nodding, "Sure, come on, my car's parked in the carpark," Chika nodded and smiled, "Thank you so much!"

While they made their way to the carpark, Chika made jokes on the way and the both of them laughed. She looked at him and smiled softly.

I will make you love me. That I will.

I love writing Chika... i mean, she's sweet yet sinister... hrm. =PpP You just got to love her... I mean, she's doing it out of love, isn't she?

Well, hope you enjoy!