The Japanese Politician's Woman

Sitting on the tree in the middle of Hikawa Dojo, they zoomed the lens around, watching the events, or the lack of, in the holy grounds. A moment ago, they had snapped up several photos of Imaruru-san's daughter, the illusive young woman who never accompanied her father to important functions, but they hoped that it would not be the only fruit of their little expedition. Although the anonymous tipper to their newspaper could not be specific about what they would find, he did drop the hint that Inouye-san was hiding out from the press there, to avoid being asked questions about the challenging of leadership and the leak that his wedding was being called off.

He stared at Rei, she had just called him 'Kenta-kun', the single words meant more than anything in the world to him, then, the fire flared. Without a word, she ran to the fire, gazing into the fire intently, he saw blurred images without recognizing them, but one image stuck in his mind, a mysterious man whose figure danced in his memory, he could not place the face nor see it in his mind, but he knew that that man was the one he had seen standing at his house on that horrendous day.

Rei quietly bowed, and he did the same from behind her, then, she stood and was about to leave the room, as she neared him, he reached out to take her hand, "what happened just then?"

"Nothing."

"I saw something, I saw the figure of the man who killed my family, I know it, that man, the one with the orange red hair."

She stopped for a brief moment and looked at him in wonder, he could see her trying to hold her composure against the shock from the information that he had just given her, "you saw the fire, nothing else, there was no murderer. For your own political future, I'd suggest that you keep your senses together and keep quiet about the 'sighting' you believed you had."

"For God's sake! I don't care about my political future, I care about my life, I care about the lack of life that my family had, and I want to do something about it!" he yelled emotionally, "I've spent all this time telling you the closest thing to my heart, now you won't even tell me what you just saw? I thought for one moment we got some of our camaraderie back, I spilt my heart to you just then, and you don't trust me enough to explain to me something that we both obviously saw!"

"You weren't supposed to see that, and I'm sorry that you think I coxed your secret out of you, perhaps you should have spoken to your fiancée just then." She shook her hand lose and began to walk in an even faster pace and opened the door.

"I don't have a damn fiancée, she called it off, no, her father called it off, and frankly, I'm damn glad, I couldn't stand her!"

She stopped at the door, stunned by his revelation, "then what about your political future?"

"I don't care about it, the only thing I want now is to do something for my family, the family that I tried to forget about because I was scared that I would get hurt in the f(#&Rng limelight, if I could do something for them and in return throw my boots in with politics I wouldn't give it a blink. Yeah, it hurts my future, so what? I can't do a damn thing about it and frankly I don't care anymore!"

In a low choking voice, she blinked back tears as she was touched by his love for his family, "if you wanted to succeed, you could have just… asked me."

He was silent for several moments, the tension between them building as each second flowed by, their hearts beating furiously, and without their knowing, they started to beat as one. "I… I never knew that you felt that way Rei-chan, I had hoped but I never dared, I… I was under the illusion," he struggled with the flow of words, and stared at the polished wooden floor, "that you saw me as an older brother, nothing more. If I had known, I… I would have dropped everything for you, I… I would have never got myself involved with Seira-san."

"I thought that it was… about time, I was honest with you."

He got up from his seat and stood next to Rei, taking her hand in both of his, "Yes, it's about time that I told you how much I…" he choked, his heart falling into her bright violet eyes, he could not take his eyes of her, "I…" he swallowed, his eyes falling to the small luscious red lips, he decided that actions proved more than words and leaned down to kiss her. He lost all sense of time once their lips met, their raw passions finding their needs as they held each other tightly, cherishing each and every inch that their bodies touched.

"Oh god!" click click click click "Maybe that's why they are calling the wedding off! I never thought… he's always been such a 'good boy' in the party!"

"Yeah, you never know with these politicians, one minute they swear allegiance and faithfulness to one person, the next minute here they are sloshing up to some girl."

"Some girl? This is his boss's daughter!"

"Yeah, that's his pattern with women, he gets his bosses' daughters in bed with him, and he gets the promotion, like every other guy in the world."

"The chief is going to fly to the moon when he sees these."

"Come on, we've to get these back to hit the front page."