Previously:

Kyoto decided to propose to Freya and Freya tells Tyson the truth. It seems that Freya had a serious plot to spoil Nakuru and Kyoto's friendship, but why?

Chapter 11: Complications of the heart

Nakuru was happy that it worked. Her parents agreed for her to just visit them for a few hours after some rough comments and a cup crashing in the living room and a few screams and some hesitation and cries of sadness and… well that was all it was to it.

Either way, it worked.

She was tired out and she didn't really know when she'd have a proper time to relax and not be so agitated or worked up. Well, Mariah's wedding was something she was looking forward to. It just felt great to see one of your closet friend getting married to someone they loved. Nakuru had to get ready and reach there early. It was going to be the best wedding dinner! But time will soon change her thoughts when a certain some one appears in her memory…

The wedding night

Nakuru was checking herself out over the mirror. She seriously thought that her dress was very, very short. But it was the best thing she could find to wear to Mariah's wedding. A distant horn of a car told her that Tyson was already waiting outside for her. Rushing down the stairs she juggled and wore on her heels, almost tripping on the last step.

Opening the door she smiled at Tyson's cute attire. He was the type of person who would just throw on any baggy jeans and a huge shirt. But today was different, he was wearing a suit, his shirt was half buttoned and the black jacket was just hanging loosely over his shoulder with one hand holding it. Yes, he was still the typical Tyson no matter what he wore he had a bit of punkish-ness in it.

Tyson couldn't keep his eyes off Nakuru's thighs. The moment she opened the door and when his eyes saw her dressed in that… that extremely weird… shirt dress thing, in his way of thinking, the world stopped time for him. Then her laughter broke him from his thoughts.

"You're so cute in that…" Nakuru said as she sobered down.

"What-what so funny," He blushed slightly and looked away, really, he thought he looked like an idiot when he saw himself in the mirror. Now he was dying of embarrassment.

"Oh nothing really, I find that you actually look, dashing tonight…" She replied, going softer towards the end.

Smirking he walked to Nakuru and slipped his arms around her.

"You really think so?"

Leaning down he pressed his lips against her feeling her soft warm lips. He pulled her closer to him closing the distance between their bodies. Her warm body up against his felt so good, making him want her more. Getting impatient he started licking her lips begging for entrance, when she finally opened her mouth to take a breath of fresh air. He shoved in licking every inch of her mouth. Nakuru took on the pleasure of sucking on his tongue shyly. Her shy touches on his back were making him get hard. Tyson slowly nuzzled down to her nape slowly kissing it. Then she moaned. Tyson growled hungrily and practically pounce on her; he slammed her onto the wall. His dick was getting harder by the second and he could stand it anymore… Nakuru didn't really want this to continue, they were going to a wedding dinner.

"Tyson… please, stop…"

He just wanted to take on her right there and then. But he knew it was wrong, he had to stop himself. With his entire will power and strength he pushed himself away from Nakuru. They stared at each other for a while panting, both taking deep breaths of air.

"Tyson…"

"We're late, hurry!" He cut her sentence and grabbed her hand pulling her into the car.

When the couple reached the hotel, Nakuru opened the car door and quickly got out. She didn't want Tyson to embarrass her like the other time.

"Aw, you should have waited for me to open the door for you," Tyson whined as he placed an arm around her waist.

"This place must be a six star hotel, it's so grand…" Nakuru stared in awe at the huge building and stated a fact instead of replying to Tyson.

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Freya made a 'quick' stop at Iukia to shampoo her hair, manicure and a new hairdo. By the time she was done, it was already 5pm and she wanted to reach there before Nakuru. She just had to. If not it'll give Kyoto the opposite impression she meant to give him.

She made a slow drive home; afraid she might chip or scratch her nail. When she reached there poor Kyoto was already waiting for her to return home.

"Iukia again, you look so hot after the makeover," Kyoto teased and held her hand up the porch.

"I'll just go in and change," Freya said she opened the door and closed it again when Kyoto was about to enter.

When they finally left, Freya was starting to worry about Nakuru. If she were to get there early the tables would e turned around and she didn't want to be accused 'wrongly'. Kyoto noticed Freya's sudden stiffness he knew something was wrong. Worried he decided to break the odd silence between them.

"Baby, what's on you're mind?" Kyoto asked as he looked through the rear view mirror.

"Oh… oh, it Nakuru… I'm afraid she…"

"Don't worry honey, I wont ever leave you for her," Kyoto smiled reassuringly.

Freya was breathing hard as she walked briskly in front of Kyoto. She needed the make sure that Nakuru wasn't here yet. Ignoring Kyoto's calls, she rushed in the lobby and looked around. There was no Nakuru. Then she rushed into the reception area and looked around, no Nakuru either. Calming down she took a cup of coke one of the waiter offered.

"What's the rush? Is something wrong?" Kyoto asked as he caught up with her.

"Oh nothing, I just thought maybe I could get a glimpse Mariah in her wedding gown," She lied and slipped her hands in his.

Then she saw them. Nakuru came dressed the same as her with Tyson's arms around her. This was her queue to act, and she had to act it well and convincing enough for Kyoto to believe.

Here goes…

"Oh, OH… Kyoto, just look at her…"

Freya feigned to be shocked at the sight of Nakuru. She clung on to Kyoto's shoulder her face turning paler by the second.

"Oh, Kami…"

Freya's knuckles were white and her entire body went ridged staring at the laughing couple not far away. Flinching a bit, Kyoto immediately wrapped an arm around her waist and supported her out of the reception. Kyoto being overly concerned and angry at the same time suggested they book a room at the hotel so she can rest. Resisting the temptation to stay a night with Kyoto, on the same bed, Freya shook her head in protest and told him she had some clothes in her bag. Adding an 'actresses never leave home without extra clothes'.

The skimpy little outfit she now wore was worse then before. It was a white see-through dress shorter then the dress before and since she was wearing black undergarments… Needless to sayahem!

When she finally changed and they got back to the reception, the doors to the dinner had just opened and people started to walk in and find their tables. Freya caught a glimpse of Nakuru and Tyson just entering the huge room. Kyoto placed his arm around Freya's waist and made their way in.

Apparently, it so happens that there were only three V.I.P tables and two of them were occupied by the bride's and groom's relatives whilst the other is left for their close friends. It so happens that Nakuru is sitting in between Tyson and Kyoto and Freya on the other side of Kyoto. Next to Tyson was Kenny and the rest were their other friends.

After everyone had settled down, Mrs. Nami herself did a very long speech. She wasn't young anymore as deep lines carved her face her slightly sunken eyes were quiet visible. Her hair was mixed white and black, and when she smiled small winkles appeared at the corner of her eyes. Just by looking at her it brought back many happy memories. Kyoto wasn't all smiley guy anymore, he was distant to everyone except Freya and especially to Nakuru he acted as if no one was there. He was cold…

Something was wrong, Nakuru could tell. Who was she kidding? Even a five year old kid could, Kyoto was acting all weird and he isn't his happy self. Well, since when was Kai happy? Slapping her self mentally, she told herself that this was Kyoto not Kai. It was kind of hard to call him Kyoto every time Nakuru looked into his deep blue depths. She remembered once she almost got lost in them. His eyes were so very alluring… Slapping herself mentally for the second time she had to remember that Tyson was her boyfriend now.

Giving a deep low sigh she droop her eyes and lean back against the seat, now listening to Mariah's father, who suddenly howled in sadness in the middle of his speech and started crying and choking on his wife. Embarrassed, Mariah's mother quickly said the final words and dinner started.

"Finally," Tyson grumbled.

When the appetizer came, he quickly tuck in hungrily. Nakuru just giggled at the cute sight of him and Kyoto looked at him in disgust. He didn't just look; he stared hard at Tyson with a disgusted look. Once again Nakuru found herself staring at the depths of his eyes when he was staring at Tyson. It was slowly capturing her in… pulling her…

"What are you staring at wrench?"

It was as if an invisible hand just gave Nakuru a tight slap on her cheek and cold water rained down on her. She broke away from her daze and anger flash across her eyes.

"What do you mean wrench?" Her voice rose slowly.

Kyoto just stared at her then returned his gaze on the Freya. It was then only did Nakuru notice that Kyoto's eyes were different from the time she first met him. His eyes were so cold they were like a blazing laser boring through people. His eyes… they were like Kai's.

Throughout the entire dinner, their table was the only one with tension. Kyoto would only talk to Freya in low tones and Tyson was somewhat pissed at Kyoto's behavior mumbling something like 'friend's wedding' and 'bastard'…

The photo session was the worst of it all, all of Rei's and Mariah's friends had to squeeze on to the stage and take photos. Kyoto stood behind Freya and wrapped his arms around her. He didn't want anyone to touch his wife… wife-to-be.

His sudden change of plans for the better had turned out worse. He decided not to propose to her there and then. Now that there was conflict… he thought the better of it. On the other side of the stage Nakuru was trying her best to pull Tyson into the picture as the irritated photographer was hollering at him to squeeze in. Tyson didn't want to take any picture with Kyoto. Finally after much effort everything was in and the photo was finally taken.

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When the wedding dinner ended, Rei and Mariah had a few words with them. Tyson obviously sulking the entire way and Kyoto cold and distant the only response was from bitchy comments from Freya and small curt comments from Nakuru.

In fact she wasn't really listening, she was thinking about Kyoto… She just wanted him to laugh or smile again like the first time she met him. She really felt uncomfortable when he was so quiet. Maybe she should just try and talk to him to find out his problem.

When they parted the four of them made their way to the car park. On the way, Nakuru rehearse what she should say to Kyoto. Looking up she took in a deep breath and spoke in a soft and confident voice.

"Kyoto, are you alright?"

Tyson froze and looked at Nakuru contemplating what her next action would be. Freya stood there glaring at Nakuru with hot angry eyes and Kyoto just paused in mid stride. After a few seconds, he walked on as if nothing had happened.

"Kyoto!" She said as she ran a few steps forwards.

"You're irritating me, wrench."

He stated as a matter-of-factly tone.

Fury built up in Tyson since the beginning of the dinner started to show as he strode past Nakuru shoving her aside. Tyson started to brisk walk and caught up to Kyoto who was still walking on without the care in the world.

"Bastard," Tyson growled and used his left hand to turn Kyoto around and with his other hand he punched him in the face.

Freya gave an ear splitting scream and started to go into her frantic bitchy screeching and she cursed Tyson for hitting Kyoto.

"Hmm, that was good, after all these years, huh?"

"What… what are you talking about?" Freya hissed, hinting to Tyson.

Kyoto pulled Freya back and stared at Tyson emotionless… Nakuru caught up to them and pulled at Tyson's hand urging him to return to their car. The two guys stared at each other daring the other to move. Then as if time had reverse, Nakuru saw the younger version of them standing outside her porch with the car next to them. The two of them were staring at each other ready to fight…

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Yokata! Finally done… please review okie!

Next chapter:

Kyoto finds an old house and finds it familiar. He decides to investigate but curiosity killed the cat… what will happen? Read next chapter for answers…