A/N I am sooooooooo sorry for not updating in so long. It's getting close to the end of the school year and I've been swamped with finals and other tests.I know it's been almost a month since my last post but it isn't helping that my brain is dead from all the testing we've been doing so I haven't had time to think of new ideas. So again I say, it would be a GREAT help if you guys would post content ideas for future chapters. Anyway, enjoy this slightly lovey-dovey chapter.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Kaichou wa Maid-Sama! I only own my own original characters and the writing in this story.
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Chapter 13; Waking Darkness
She continued on her path towards her dojo, her vision growing fainter and fainter. She saw the face of someone she probably knew but couldn't place. She gave a smile, "Sorry, I can't seem to recognise you?" She starts. All she can see is a pair of shocked, golden eyes before her eyes go blank and she falls forward.
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Tora Igarashi. A very influential young man who was known for his skill of getting into womens' hearts as well as their beds. No female had ever been able to resist his charm. Not if he really aimed to win them over. They all caved in eventually. Tora Igarashi. The charming heir known to keep his emotions in check. Always. Never showing pain, worry, fear, or grief. His trusted servant, Kanade Maki, had been noticing the subtle changes in the man he admired and followed. He noticed how he was showing more genuine emotions lately. He'd even stopped his ploy of bedding a different woman every night. Now he only had playthings with him at night twice or thrice a week. The heir himself hadn't noticed these things yet. But Kanade did. Always the clever observer. Things don't tend to get by him. He knew the cause of these subtle changes. A girl. A very powerful girl, as it is. Someone worthy of being by Toras' side, in Kanades' opinion. A woman named Kailey Silvermorthnone. But were all these things about to end horribly?
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The sound of beeping can be heard as the young blonde-haired heir sits in a slump in a chair, his hands clasped stiffly in his lap as his head hangs down. There is a rustling of crisp sheets and a soft cry of pain can be heard from the hospital bed. Toras' head immediately shoots upwards and he springs towards the girl lying in the bed, bandages covering her. The girls' eyes are still closed but her face is plagued by pain. Even in her sleep, her injuries troubled her. Toras' usual amber eyes turn dark as he thinks of what he wants to do to the men that did this. A look of confusion passes over his face, Wait...Why am I feeling this way? Ahh that's right. Someone else injured my playtoy. That's simply unacceptable. I have to teach them a lesson... His thoughts trail off as the girl moves again, her eyelids fluttering slightly. He reaches a tentative hand out and brushes a piece of hair away from her face, watching her. He had already send out a group of men to bring the culprits to him before being sent to the police. His phone buzzed and he picked it up, hearing the voice of his closest friend and confident, "What is it Maki?"
The black-haired boy on the other end has a dark cheerfulness in his voice, "We have apprehended the attackers, Tora-sama."
Tora smiles darkly, a murderous gleam in his eyes. "Very well. You know where to take them. I will be there shortly." He ends the call and slips the phone back into his pocket. Taking one last fleeting glance at Kailey, he stalks quietly out of the hospital room and towards the waiting limousine.
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The leader of the group awakes with a groan. He is sitting in a dark, cold room with a pounding headache. The last thing he remembers is that bitch knocking him out. Cold rage fills his veins and he promises to get his revenge on her. He licks his lips with an evil and lustful glint in his eyes. Oh yes. he thought, I will be sure to get my vengeance. A lock clicks and his eyes move towards the single door in the dank room. He smirks at the incoming person before all color drains from his face. Standing before him was a very dangerous looking teenager. He was 6'3" and had lean, powerful muscles. The boy was dressed in pressed black pants and a black button-up shirt. He could tell by the look in the boys' eyes that he was in trouble. The look held such dark anger and rage that he regretted attacking the girl.
Interrupting his thoughts, the man begins to speak in a voice dripping with danger, "The rest of your gang has been sent to jail already. Not to worry though, you won't be going to jail." That gave the gang leader a small bit of hope, but that hope was immediately crushed by the blonds' next words, "Unfortunately for you, you're stuck here with me." he picked something up from a table and the man goes even paler. He was holding the knife he had attacked the girl with. It was still covered in her blood. "You see, you attacked my newest toy." he begins, "And I don't allow other people to screw around with my toys. So I'm here to hand out your punishment. Let it serve as a warning. Never touch Kailey Silvermorthnone again. If you do, you won't get so lucky." The man was about to say something but was cut off when the blonds' fist collided with his face. He felt like the torture would never end.
By the time Tora was satisfied with his assault on the gang leader, the mans' face was bloody and swollen. Tora wiped the blood off of his sore knuckles and walks out of the room. "Let him leave. He won't be a problem anymore." he says to Maki, who bows silently. Tora goes back out to his limousine and returns to the hospital to wait.
Hours pass with no change. The blonde girl lays motionless in the hospital bed, machines hooked up to her body, making sure her heart was beating correctly and that everything was working correctly. Tora sat by the bedside, refusing to move. He would never admit it, but he felt sick with worry. When she had come up to him covered in blood and acting strangely...he was frozen in shock and fear. It was only when she fell forward, losing consciousness due to blood loss that brought him back to his senses. He was confused as to why he cared so much. "It's...only because she is my current entertainment..." he thought to himself, realizing how weak of an excuse it was. He wasn't ready to admit to himself yet. Maybe soon, but not quite yet. Ahh, the stubbornness of the two of them. When will they learn?