Chapter 11: Wildest Dreams
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"Even though I really hated the cologne he wore, I always found myself searching for that scent. Even when he wasn't in my life anymore. God, I really hated him—so much that it broke my heart. I hated him so much that I didn't even realize when that hate turned to love."-MissKirei
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"I thought you would trust me more, after all that we've been through. Ayuzawa." His words were a soft and dangerous murmur against her skin. Misaki gripped the sheets tightly, her breathing was hard, and his lips against her neck were something she couldn't distract herself from. Her cheeks were warm, and there was no way she could hide from him now. He planted a soft kiss on her neck.
"Why so silent, Ayuzawa?" his mouth was a tease, she didn't even register the words that came out of it. They distracted her, teased her, and turned her world upside down. She turned her face away from his eyes and tried to calm the heat rising in her entire being. "S-Shu..t up…" she said embarrassedly, with her mind spinning. She didn't even realize the fact that her fingers that previously gripped the sheets were on his bare back right now, drawing blood in their wake. But he didn't mind. He didn't mind at all.
"Do you always say opposite of the things you mean?" he chuckled as he cupped her cheek lovingly, the blush that covered her face mesmerized her, God, he was drunk in love. His arms were on her either side, and she was his prisoner, lying under him. How the hell did she allow him to dominate her in such a way? He would never be able to fathom what goes under her little head.
"I hate you" she spat, but her actions greatly disagreed with her words.
"I know, I love you too. Ayuzawa" he said as he took her in for another kiss. Their bodies remained connected as he gripped his waist and held her high up in such a way that she was now on top of him. Her hair fell down and reached his cheeks, brushing them slightly—her palms were on his chest, to support herself. He pushed them back and cupped her cheek again, his face was serene and happy. She had given him all of her. She had given him everything.
The look on his face warmed up her core in ways unimaginable. Misaki dipped her head and placed a kiss on his forehead, there were tears in her eyes. Not because of pain, but because of happiness. She broke out in a smile of her own, with her embarrassment long gone—only love remained.
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Misaki woke up in her bed drenched in sweat and tears. Her breathing was heavy and her heart ached. God—why did I have to dream of all that now? She sat up with her hands in her head, she was seeing blind spots early in the morning. "What a great kick start of the day" she heaved and waited to get normal.
After a good ten minutes of heavy breathing, tears, headache and heartache, she finally found the strength to stand up. Misaki went to the bathroom to freshen up—in hopes of forgetting the memory that was so engraved in her mind that she dreamt of it.
Misaki swallowed six pills and took a big gulp of her juice with a sigh. "Why did I dream of such a thing all of a sudden, after so many years, why?" She stared at the mirror, looking at a different version of herself. The version she showed the world. The version everyone knew. She fixed her shirt and pencil skirt and gave her hair another brush, the version everyone will ever know.
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On evening, Misaki was relieved of her work earlier than she had anticipated. The office was practically empty. It seems like everyone is so excited for the Ball Dance thing, Except for me. Misaki sighed, she had a bad feeling about this, since her day started in a weird manner. She got out of her office and headed home around 4pm. Then, she remembered and how could she not? Misaki had an appointment with Dr. Ayame at 5pm. So she decided to head straight to the hospital instead.
The waiting room was not as crowded as she had thought. What was up with the world today? She couldn't help but feel really nervous about everything today. She hoped in her mind that she comes out of the hospital alive tonight.
"Miss Ayuzawa?" The receptionist called her name and Misaki got up to head to the Doctor's room.
Misaki went inside and greeted Dr. Ayame who looked like she was in a good mood today.
"So how are you feeling?" Dr. Ayame opened her file.
"I'm quite fine, thanks" Misaki muttered nervously. She kept fidgeting.
"Any signs of fatigue, short breaths, fainting? Or vomit? Anything out of the ordinary?"
"N-No, Just a little short breath and erratic heartbeat I guess" Misaki said thoughtfully.
Dr. Ayame took out an injection and motioned for her to come inside the small examination room she had in her office, "So we're going to take a few samples for more tests"
Misaki nodded and pulled up her sleeve. Injections were scary. She closed her eyes as the syringe was injected into her vein.
Misaki took a deep breath of relief when the sampling got over. I need to get used to this. She felt dizzy as she got up to leave. The nurse gave her a glass of water and told her to lie down for a few minutes. She obeyed casually.
"Now let's talk about how we're going to deal with this. Have a seat" Dr. Ayame said as she looked at her reports again, Misaki mentally prepared herself as she sat straight.
"You have abnormal tissue growth….right next to your heart. That is indeed a rare case" Ayame spoke softly, and grabbed Misaki's hands and patted them.
"I know" Misaki smiled, apologetically so, "It's okay"
"You're a very brave girl, Misaki. But don't worry. I'll get you started on the treatments right away, I'm just waiting for the reports. We'll have weekly reports to keep a close eye on you and hopefully you'll be fine in no time."
"What are my options, doctor?" she spoke as she clenched her fists in nervousness.
"Well, as soon as I can make out what stage you're at, we can get started. There's always chemo but you must be aware with the side effects" Ayame trailed off, "But we'll choose the best method with limited long term effects"
"Okay…"
"But it all depends on the growth of the tissues. If it has not affected your artery, then we can try removing it by surgery, but then there's always a danger of heart failure…"
Misaki nodded, not knowing what to say.
"Have you informed your parents, or spouse yet?"
"Um, I'm not married. And, not yet. I was hoping to not tell my parents as long as I can" she confessed "I don't think they would be able to handle it"
Ayame opened her mouth to say something, but stopped herself. She gave Misaki a reassuring smile "Look Misaki, when we talk about something like Cancer, there's no assurance on what is going to happen next, there's no wishful thinking, there's nothing except the bitter truth, and hope…You're going to have to tell them someday, and the sooner you tell them, the better they'll learn to cope with it."
"Look" She said, in a softer tone this time, "You can't go through this alone, Misa…Love and support are sometimes the only things that work better than medicines…"
"Love…" Misaki laughed, "Don't worry about me, doctor, I'll be fine. You don't have to…I mean, I can handle the truth" she smiled reassuringly. "Just tell me when my reports come?"
"I will" Dr. Ayame said as Misaki got up, She stood up too, and gave her a hug "We'll try our best, who knows? Someday you might be walking free from cancer"
"Let's hope, Doctor" said Misaki, with a bright smile.
"You sure are a strong girl, Misaki" Ayame mumbled with a smile as she saw Misa's retreating back.
And meanwhile, as soon as Misaki reached the empty elevators, her façade broke and tears escaped.
Misaki got home somewhere around seven and took a shower. Tora was supposed to pick her up around eight. She sighed as she felt the warm water soothe her body. How she wished she could stay in the tub all the time.
She put on the dress she had bought with Sakura. It fitted her perfectly. Misaki smiled, if it weren't for Sakura, she wouldn't have known what to do. She was always sucky on the girl part. Hell, she hadn't even gone to her college dance because she had been too busy with her studies and the dance gave her an opportunity to get her shifts done more effectively.
Misaki curled her hair from the ends and left them loose. They had grown and almost reached her waist. She even put on a red lipstick and a light layer of makeup which consisted of eye liner and a little face powder. She groaned as she looked at her reflection. She pinched her cheeks in order to get some color on her face. She heard the doorbell ring and hurried to get the door.
"Hey! Just let me grab my purse" Misaki went inside as soon as she let him in. She ran to her bedroom and wore black heels. She quickly found a small clutch and put some tissues and her iPhone in it.
Meanwhile, Tora was at a loss of words. He had never seen her look so…breathtaking. She wore a black allover shimmering sequin dress which had a scoop neckline and a V-cut back. It was a beautiful long dress which clung to her curves beautifully creating a sensual silhouette. Her long loose curls only added to the effect.
He dumbly stood in her living room and waited for her to come out. A sad smile frolicked on his features as he looked at her. As a child, he was always told that there was nothing in the entire world that couldn't be bought with money. He looked down on the floor as he smiled, feeling sorry for himself; There are a few things that money can't buy, he muttered to himself.
Not wanting to keep her 'date' waiting, she walked as fast as she could to find Tora standing in her living room. Misaki couldn't help but notice there was something wrong. There was something unsettling about today. She pushed her thoughts away as she put on a smile and tried to lighten up the atmosphere.
"Wow, my date is so hot" Misaki smirked as she addressed Tora. He wore a white tuxedo and a black formal shirt underneath. He had his hair pushed sideward as usual and a white Rose fixed in his chest pocket. He smiled at her as he took his hand out for her.
"Not so bad yourself" He winked when Misaki took his hand and he spun her around. He set her down and took her hand to put on a beautiful corsage of roses.
"What's this?" She asked with a smile, looking at the corsage.
"Well, since you probably skipped the college dance and prom—this is a flower corsage, Miss Ayuzawa. Men are supposed to put on corsages on the wrists of their beautiful dates, I guess."
"It is beautiful, thank you" she smiled "But there's one problem" Misaki said nervously as he let her go.
Tora stopped and looked at her. She looked perfect, what was wrong? He asked her seriously, "What's wrong? Are you cold? Don't feel too well?"
She lolled her head horizontally and bit her lip. Why was she so nervous!? "I can't…I can't dance" She looked away.
Tora stared at her weirdly as if she had grown two heads and nodded, "Oh It's not hard at all. Let me show you" He held out his hand and she took it.
"So you move like this" He showed her a few moves as he moved with her, "And then just go with the flow. You can just copy your partner and synchronize" He showed her once and Misaki tried to set her pace.
She found her rhythm as they moved along and nodded, "Got it. Thanks"
Tora didn't leave her hand as she tried to walk out, Misaki looked at him questioningly, "What?"
"May I have this dance?" Tora looked in her eyes with a smile. Misaki looked at him quizzically, was it just her or that his eyes actually betrayed the smile that was on his face? They carried a sadness behind them, one which Misaki knew too well. It was the look of longing, of unrequited love, somehow, Misaki was more than familiar with that feeling. She nodded as she placed her hand on his shoulder. Tora gave her another breathtaking smile as he placed his hand on her waist.
"But there's no music" Misaki said as they danced slowly, with her head in the crook of his neck.
"You underestimate me" Tora said slowly as a violins started to play with a snap of his fingers. Misaki pulled back at the sudden music, she saw two butlers standing near her door, playing violins. "You're unbelievable" she said as she crossed her arms.
Tora merely smiled as he pulled her into an embrace and breathed in her scent as if he was doing that for the last time, "And you're a beautiful soul, Misaki" he murmured as they began dancing slowly again. Misaki blushed lightly as she moved with him. And they danced to the slow tune of the music and played the broken strings of their heart.
Tora smiled and let go of her hand. "Let's go" It's about time, he said under his breath.
Tora opened the doors for Misaki and Tora followed. Tora's bodyguard sat in the front seat while his driver started the car. She also noted that there was a black car which was following them closely behind. They had to be on high alert now, Tora closed the windows of the car which were painted black. The media was sure to swamp them with questions if they saw Tora with some "lady".
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The venue was beautiful.
The entrance was a large corridor with a red carpet. The decorations were golden and the hall had been decorated according to the black and white theme. Large chandeliers hung on the ceilings and it was simply beautiful. Misaki wound her arm in Tora's and they both headed inside.
Misaki was greeted with Miss Akira while Tora headed to greet the other guests.
"You sure dressed to impress tonight Misaki-san" Miss Akira smiled as they both exchanged greetings.
Misaki blushed, "You look beautiful Akira-san"
The waiter came and they both took a glass of champagne. Misaki sipped her drink and they both chatted about trivial things until the host of the show entered and all attention went to him.
"May I have your attention Ladies and Gentlemen" Maki spoke, his English as fluent as ever, as he stood in the center of the large stage. Even Maki had to fly from Europe for this event?
"Let's move to the main event tonight. The Masquerade ball dance"
On cue, all of the guests were handed similar looking masks. Misaki looked at the mask dumbfounded, so did every other guest.
"May I request everyone to go to their dates and put on the mask" Misaki found Tora and they both stared at Maki, who had his signature smile plastered on his face. "All the ladies are given a golden mask while the gentleman a black mask. The game is to dance with your partner when the music starts and stop when the music ends"
Everyone looked at each other. Was he stupid? What was new about dancing when the music started? Even Misaki knew that much!
Maki continued, "But there is a catch, you have to change your partner every time the music comes to a halt. Your next partner, will be the person standing behind you. In the end, the best five pairs will be called up on stage."
Misaki gaped at Tora who smirked. The bastard knew all about it! Misaki glared at him in horror. Tora chuckled. How was she supposed to dance with strangers!
Misaki was mortified as she put on the stupid mask with trembling fingers. Dancing is not my forte! She said to Tora by her glares, who only smiled wickedly in return.
The music started. Misaki and Tora danced along on a slow pace. It was awkward for Misaki at first but as soon as she found her pace, just like they had in her apartment, she felt good. She looked at Tora and said, "So"
"Mhm?" Tora looked at her as they danced.
"I don't know, I feel weird" Misaki replied truthfully.
Tora smiled and the music ended. "It will be alright. I promise" he said, as he handed her over to her next partner.
Misaki's next partner had been an aged gentleman. He smiled politely and took her hand. Misaki smiled and danced with him.
"You look spectacular Miss" The old man said as they danced. He wore a white tuxedo which matched his charcoal-grey tie. Although old, he still had his charm.
"Thank you" Misaki replied politely. They danced as the old man pointed over to an old lady that was dancing with some middle aged man, "That's the love of my life right there. We've been married for the last forty years"
Misaki looked at a woman who wore a white dress, much like her husband. Forty years huh? "She's very beautiful" Misaki said to the man.
"She has a beautiful heart. Although a little hot headed, she is" The old man said as he mentally shuddered. Misaki could only smile in response.
The music ended again and Misaki found herself in Tora's arms once again. It was difficult to recognize who was who but Tora's white rose gave it away.
"I am so lucky to be dancing with such a pretty lady" Tora said cheekily, Misaki's first impulse was to smack his head like she usually did, but decided against it as they were supposed to behave themselves.
The music continued for a short while and ended a few minutes later. Tora kept looking behind Misaki's head as they danced. She tilted her head but found nobody.
"Anyway, It's time I let you go now" Tora said, almost inaudibly as he let the girl he loved go into the arms of the man who held her heart.
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Before Misaki could process the hidden meaning behind Tora's words, she was turned around. She looked behind, Tora was nowhere to be found! She was sure to take his class later on.
Right now she faced her next dance partner. He was at least a foot taller than her. He was taller than most of the people there. He wore a three piece black tuxedo with a white shirt. He had a rose just like Tora's, but it was red in color. Misaki couldn't help but think how this guy—man was looking like Tora's contradictory part.
He had blond hair which were neatly pushed sideward. He must be really handsome, she couldn't help but wonder how he looked like without the mask on. He took his hand out and she took it, nervously. This guy didn't say a single word to her but still managed to make her nervous. Well, It's a bit too late to give up, might as well get this done already, Misaki heaved a sigh.
Oh my freaking god! Misaki groaned inwardly. She was messing up! This guy…He was having this strange effect on her. Her hands trembled. She couldn't help but feel like this guy was familiar. He was intoxicating.
Misaki's dance partner sensed her discomfort and put her hand on his own shoulder. He easily moved on the dance floor. It was almost natural. He made her move along almost effortlessly. It was amazing how he made her move along so simply, as if they were meant to be.
The music ended and Misaki couldn't have been gladder. Her insides were turning to liquids while she struggled to maintain her composure. Her last dance partner had been her opposite. While she had been nervously fidgeting, he was flawless. He moved her along so smoothly. So effortlessly… She was a nervous wreck. Her heart had been beating frantically.
"Okay, Let's find out who the lucky five pairs are, shall we?" Maki was on the stage again. Everyone clapped as the lights dimmed and the spotlight started to move. She looked around but didn't spot Tora. She took a deep breath to calm her beating heart. Her partner had been standing next to her and was currently looked at the stage. She decided it was rude to ogle strangers like that, so she faced the stage too.
Three pairs were already selected and called on the stage. Misaki looked at them. There really was no way to identify people. Everyone wore black and white dresses and golden and black masks. She didn't know who was being called out until the spotlight came over her head.
People clapped in the same way as they did for others. The man next to her gave her a hand and she took it nervously. This is so embarrassing, Misaki thought. She was glad to be wearing the mask right now.
They walked towards the stage and Misaki tried very hard not to stumble clumsily. She stumbled a little because of her dress but her dance partner helped get her balance back without falling down. Misaki was grateful. "T-Thank you" She managed to say, the man nodded but didn't utter a single word.
Is he mute? Misaki couldn't help but wonder at his silence.
The front of the stage was replaced by a mic and a small orchestra. A singer came up on the stage with a guitar and addressed the guests, "Good Evening, Ladies and Gentleman. I'm going to be singing the song Crazier by Taylor Swift"
The violins started to play and five spotlights were right over the heads of the five pairs. Everyone started to dance. Misaki's partner stuck out his hand, for the nth time and Misaki took it, again. They danced in ease and Misaki couldn't help but wondering something was really uncanny about tonight.
Unbeknownst to Misaki, a pair of eyes watched her from the mini bar. Tora Igarashi stared at her moving form while he had a glass of whiskey in his right hand. He pushed his hair backwards as he took another sip. As the music started, he couldn't bear to see this anymore. He downed the contents of his glass and got out of the damn place.
You lift my feet off the ground
You spin me around
You make me crazier, crazier
A figure approached Tora and stood next to him in the large veranda. Tora grabbed another glass of scotch from the waiter.
Feels like I'm falling and I
I'm lost in your eyes
"They really belong together, don't they?" Tora looked at the glass which was in his hand. He stared at the ice cubes that were present in his drink.
You make me crazier, crazier.
"It appears so" was all Maki could say.
Crazier…
All eyes were on the pairs of couples that were dancing on the stage. Glitter and confetti was being poured from the top along with rose petals and the lighting was romantic. Misaki looked around in fascination. Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves. She was happy.
Baby you showed me what living is for
I don't wanna hide anymore
Misaki couldn't help but blush at the lyrics. Everyone looked so happy while her dance partner was stuck with a nervous wreck. Sometimes Misaki wondered how god had made her a girl by mistake.
You lift my feet off the ground
You spin me around
You make me crazier, crazier
Feels like I'm falling and I
I'm lost in your eyes
You make me crazier, crazier.
Crazier
Misaki was grateful the song had ended. Everyone had stopped dancing and people clapped. There were cheers in the background.
"Thank you everyone for gracing us with your presence tonight. I would like to request the guests to take off their masks. The dance is officially over. Please head to the dining room. Dinner is served" Maki said with a smile and left the stage.
Misaki took off her masquerade and looked at her partner. She was curious to see his face. She felt like weird. Maybe it was just her heart…as always. She wanted to know who this man was, who had the power of turning her into jelly without so much as a word.
The said man looked at her for a moment; and then removed the black masquerade which hid his handsome features. A smile played on his face as he saw the stunned expression on Misaki's face.
Misaki blinked.
Huh?
So?
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