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I really think that very soon, I'll be having eye-cramps. I've been rolling my eyes for almost a day now as this guy bombards me with silly questions about my likes, my dislikes, my favorites and the sorts.
"So what kind of guys do you prefer?" He suddenly asked from across the room. He was leaning on the wall with his arms crossed in front of his chest, his eyes on me. I just know since he's stayed like that for almost an hour while I kept myself busy with the TV shows. And even if I try to distract myself from his presence, with that kind of question, I think I have to finally look at him and ask him to leave me alone even if I can't. I can't because he demanded that I answer his questions or he'll throw me outside in the rain.
"Why are you suddenly so interested with me?" I asked him.
"I'm not interested with you." He said coldly. "I'm interested with the information but not you." And he looked at me from head to foot in an insulting way. If this is my territory, I could've thrown this remote at him. Aish, bastard!
"It's the same. The info's are from me, so you're interested with me." I retorted.
"Whatever. I need an answer."
"Why should I?"
"Because you know what I plan to do if you don't answer."
I raised my chin and glared at him challengingly, "Do it then..."
"You're not gonna answer?" he asked as if he didn't hear what I just said, his eyes narrowing at me. Why should I tell him about what kind of guys I prefer?
"I don't plan to…" I told him, and with that, he yanked me by my arm and led me to the door. Once he opened the door, the cold wind splashed a good amount of rainwater at us, and then he pushed me out and closed the door. "Hey!" I called out. The splashes of rain are starting to drench me plus the cold wind made me shiver. What the bastard!? "Hey Please! Let me in!" Aishhhhh… How long should I deal with this guy!? If only I know the way back to Roseville...
I hugged myself as I felt weak. Merciless guy. I should've just answered him… or maybe I should just leave. But then the door suddenly opened and revealed the cold-as-the-rain red-eyed bastard.
His expression is soft as he looks at me. "Am I having an answer?"
"Yes…" and I as I let out the word, he suddenly pulled me in until I my face was on his clavicle and our bodies were almost touching. A wave of warm blush run through my veins and it almost burn me when he draped a warm wool cloth around me. His hands were still holding mine and the warmth was so overwhelming, taking the cold away like magic.
"I'm sorry…" he murmured in his lowest voice. Suddenly, the thought of a blonde guy with green eyes and warm smile was chased away by my loud heartbeat. Suddenly… he's all that I can consume in my head. He then let my hand go and walked away. I stayed silent and standing on my place following his back with my eyes. I felt cold again. "Please answer…" he said without looking back.
I pondered for a moment and started, "I want blondes, green, cool eyes. I want someone who's not arrogant and cold and mean and rude." I said with a sigh. I took in some air again… but it was filled with his scent—his warm scent. Roses.
"That's all?" he asked, still not looking at me.
"I want a man who will accept me and my clumsiness and stupidity, but will help find the good in me and turn my frailties into strength. Someone who will make me realize the cold… so I can feel the warmth… Someone who can show me the other side of life… and someone who can promise to stay with me… forever."
To my surprise, he turned to face me. His face was lifted up in a hidden smile as he looks straight in my eyes. Then he looked down and sighed. "That was kind of deep."
Yeah it was. And I realized it just now… What did I say? Crap. I want to face a mirror and glare at myself. "That's all?" I asked him. As if not understanding my question, he raised both eyebrows at me. "Is that the end of your list of questions?"
"Not yet…" he stated which made me roll my eyes at him again.
"Will you leave me alone?" I irritatingly asked him.
"Yes I will…" he answered, and I was finally able to breathe… at last—"For now." He added then left.
FOR NOW!?
"Hey!" I called at him who was already heading upstairs. He's ignoring me. "Hey, I'm calling you! Bastard!" Oh and finally, he stopped and turned to face me.
"What did you just call me?"
"Bastard." I answered at once. Well, that kind of attitude deserves a nickname. I waited for him to be peeved but instead, he looks more confused.
Oh no, don't tell me, he's got the same creeps as me when I first uttered that word!? And now he's giving me a weird look. "Well if I'm a bastard… then you're a brat!" he retorted.
Brat… Wait… that sounds… familiar. Heck, why does everything sound and seem familiar around him!?
"You felt it too then…" he said, bringing me back to my senses. "I want to know everything that I can know because I want to know what's there between you and me and why."
"Me too…" I said, dropping my head. Hell, I also want to know what's going on now because this is not my life anymore. I also want to know why? I heard his steps so I lifted my head up and found him inches from me. I took a step back at once since the rate of my heartbeat shoots up. He mimics me, stepping down the stairs.
I don't want to be close to him… I took another step back and—aww shit! "Ahh!" But instead of falling, I was dragged and my adrenaline caught my foot so I can plant my feet on the stair. I don't know if I'm lucky because I didn't fall, or I'm so unlucky to get closer to him again. I hate this feeling… This… He… makes me crazy.
Just when we recovered from the shock, he took my wrist again and dragged me to the kitchen, back to the table. "Sit…" he muttered, letting go of my hand. He came back to sit across me with a glass of water and pushed it in front of me.
"Bring me back to Roseville." I told him. He just looked at me and didn't respond. "Please." I begged.
"No."
"Why not?" I can feel my eyebrows knitting.
"I told you, I want to know what's between you and me. I have flashes of visions in my head and I can say that you're having them too. I'm figuring this up before we go back there." He said.
"Please… I can't stand to be near you." Oh God. He looks pained. "Look, I'm sorry. I don't want you to think that I'm an ungrateful girl but you must understand how confusing it is. We don't know each other, we just met and we're having silly visions. I can't see any connection!" I told him. Oh please, I want to go back to where Kaname is. I don't feel so confused around him. It's like everything's in its proper places except for our relationship but this guy—?
"Yeah it's confusing. Distracting. And I hate it. And I can't stand you too but I will endure this because I hate feeling that way."
"Just because of your ego you're that desperate!? You're taking me as a hostage in here?"
"I'm desperate because my mind is locked and my tongue is tied but I'm trying to keep a promise!" He said. His eyes are boring through my soul. My heart wants to go out of my chest as my head spins again.
"Find me… Get me back… Make me remember everything…"
I closed my eyes tight. I'm haunted by my own voice. I'm haunted by myself in my own thoughts. Why!? Is he keeping his promise… to… me?
"I wish I can tell you what I know…" he said. My eyes shoot up to meet his. His expression was unfathomable.
"What do you mean?" I asked him. He knows something… already. Okay. This gets more and more confusing.
"Like when I asked you about the song You and Me…" and for the first time, I saw him gulp like he's nervous about the next thing he's gonna say. He looks at me intently and continued, "I can see a wedding…" then he raises his left hand revealing the ring. Is he trying to tell me that… we're married? "If it's you… and me… then why can't I remember you? Why can't you remember me?"
I shook my head, "I don't… understand…. Maybe it's not true, that's why." Yeah, I've been convincing myself since that thought came to me. How can I end up marrying this guy? I don't even think I like him…a bit.
"Our memories may be sealed." He stated seriously.
I let out a chuckle. "Kidding?" He shook his head. "How can that happen huh? If I remember, my life was totally normal before I came here."
He smirked at me. That smirk— "Are you sure?"
"Yeah!"
"Why do you have that ring on your finger then?" I wasn't able to answer. Like I told him earlier, I don't know why. I was left dumb. "How would you explain to me the similarities of our rings?"
I exhaled nervously. "Fine. I don't know. Maybe there's really something between us."
"And we'll figure that out."
"I'm… not interested. Let's just forget it." Please… I want my life back!
"If you will not cooperate, I will tell everyone that you slept on my bed with my clothes on and you're wearing polka dots undies—"
"OH MY GOD!" I exclaimed. He just gave me a shrug and that familiar sinister smirk. "I thought Aoi changed my clothes!?" I was almost screaming as I blush scarlet.
"I saw it when she hung it in the laundry room to dry."
"It could've been worse if you borrowed my 'more' personal stuffs…"
"Never!" I snapped. Arg, this is annoying!
Oh my gosh. This is horrible! I glared at him, "No way…"
"Yes way…" he chanted. "Cooperate or I'll tell everyone?"
"What do you mean with 'cooperate'?" I asked him, crossing my arms in front of my chest.
"Spending some time with me. Or let's make it this way: Enduring some time with."
I rolled my eyes at him, "What would everyone think about that?"
"Let them think that we're dating…" he simply said. What the heck! Me? Date him!? No matter how handsome he is, I don't and never will have plans about dating him. I guess he deciphers my reaction when he shrugged again. "Choose. Everyone thinks that we're dating, or everyone knows about your underwear—"
"Hotaru is that you!?"
"What!?"
"You're blackmailing me." I told him.
"I will do everything to keep my promise." He said. Why does my chest stings whenever he mentions that 'promise' thing? I'm not even sure if it's me. "…even if I have to use blackmailing—"
"Fine!" I snapped. Endure. That's what I have to do. I can do that. I breathed. Yeah, I think… I can. I wish.
"Thank you for your cooperation." He said as he stood up and started to head upstairs. I stayed unmoving, trying to think about all that's going on in my life while I stare at his back. But he stopped midway. I felt guilty so I snapped back to face the other way.
"Oh and by the way…" he started. I didn't mind to face him. "If the weather clears tomorrow, we'll head to France."
"France!?" It's not in my itinerary!
"Yeah, we'll have to talk to Konan and Kaname." He said in his usual nonchalant tone.
"Why?"
"I think they know something." Then he left.
Kaname-sempai? He knows?
Is that… why he was saying creepy things lately?
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