Chapter 13: You wreck me.
Ohohoho! And I'm finally back with the chapter update after so long! To answer a few things collectively, (since it's not possible for me to reply to so many reviews):
1. Yes, I'm terribly sorry for making you all wait. The chapter presented before me a few difficulties and I rewrote it twice, I'm sorry to everyone who was literally praying for updates. I love you guys. Btw, it was fun to read the reviews, and to know which lines you liked the most! Thank you!
2. I know its devastating to see Misaki reduced to such a state but I think she's going to do a lot of crazy shit in this chapter. Things are weighing down on her.
3. Someone had once asked me why I had named this as "A Promise of Forever", that will be explained in the next chapter's flashback.
4. You guys are really sweet and patient for bearing with me, the wait is over and I look forward to your response. I have a little something for both Tora x Misa and Takumi x Misa fans in this chapter.
5. I decided to skip the long notes that I usually do, so I wanna thank EVERYONE for the love and support. I'm glad you read the stuff I write since I'm not that good yet.
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You move through my mind like the most graceful of ballads, and by that—I mean,
You bore the fuck out of me. (Samuel_D_Thompson)
—x—
"hahah! I don't actually give a fuck anymore!" with a bottle of alcohol in hand and a pack of cigarettes in another, Misaki laughed. It was a good thing she'd taken Tora's car, the damn fucker did keep it stashed after all. Now don't get her wrong, Misaki was all against alcohol and smoking, but tonight—she needed to forget.
Her fingers trembled as she tried to ignite the lighters, "You damned thing!" She yelled unintelligibly, glaring at the lighter, currently in her shimmering black beautiful dress, she sat on the cold sand, yes—she was on a desolate beach in the middle of the night. Her hair, which she had curled very carefully, were now a mess. The waves of the sea were roaring and Misaki was laughing as she put a stick of cigarette between her lips and actually lighted the thing—now that was a first.
The material of her dress was now dirty due to the wet sand that stuck to it while she sat, but she couldn't care less at the moment. The cold that she felt made her shiver, but she was soon warm, thanks to the booze. She laughed looking at the sea, "Yeah, you laugh too!" she laughed as she stood up tipsy. "Why me?! Tell me! I don't complain much, but really now, why me!?" She yelled to nobody in particular and took out the cigarette,
"First you send Usui Takumi in my life! Then you let him ruin me for every other man…" she snickered as tears fell, "Then you let him leave me! He gets to walk away from me after a thirty second phone call and get on with his life! Hahah! What about me?! Tell me, God? What the fuck did you plan for me?! Tears? Sadness? Weakness? Cancer?" she laughed as she flat on her face, the water reached her and washed over her, she was laughing, "And just when I try to move in my life and be positive for a change! You send him back into my fucked up life! Why!?" She turned and sat on her ass as a sea wave washed over her again, "And now you fuck my cigarette." she laughed as she wiped her face with the back of her palm, "I was trying to love Tora, you know…" she pursed her lips into a tight line. Her lips trembled as she got up somehow, and tried to find where she had left her bottle.
She'd found the bottle just nearby, she thanked the gods that it wasn't washed over by the water and sat down some distance away from the water, her head started to spin. She gulped down the liquid down, not caring about the burns that her throat felt and she didn't even notice the trail of blood that came down her nostrils as she passed out on the wet sand.
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"Ayuzawa, don't hide from me now" Usui chuckled as he tried to lift up the blankets under which his girlfriend was hiding. He felt her shift under the covers, she curled up into a ball, "I-I'm not getting out! Baka Usui!"
Usui could only manage a chuckle as he tried to untangle the sheets, his face lightened up as soon as raven hair came into view, he tried to remove the blanket which was covering her pretty face. He smiled as her face came into view, she was blushing profusely and turned herself over so that she was lying on her stomach with her face away from him.
Takumi turned her around, he was currently directly above Misaki, his arms caging her from running away, he looked down at her cute face and gave her a chaste kiss on her forehead. He traced her jawline with his thumb. She was too cute for words.
"W-What are you doing! Baka! Don't be inappropriate!" Misaki tried to escape from him as she pressed both of her arms on his chest in attempt to push him away, and failed miserably.
Takumi chuckled, "If I remember correctly, Nobody was complaining about being inappropriate a few hours ago" He emphasized on the last words when he made a serious face as he tried to pretend to remember previous events.
Misaki turned seven shades of scarlet on the mention of "a few hours ago" she was beyond embarrassed. They had finally done 'it' and she was not ready to share jokes about 'it' damn it!
"Sh-Shut up! Usui!" She caught him off guard when he was busy noting her expressions and got up, she found the first article of clothing and put it on. She face palmed when it turned out to be Usui's shirt. It's better than wearing nothing at all, Misaki sighed.
His shirt hung loosely on her petite frame and she sat up, ignoring Usui. He pouted and looked at her, he got up and walked to the edge of the bed where Misaki was sitting. He rested both of his arms on both sides where she was sitting and looked at her directly, he was now at the same height as Misaki, who blushed at the gesture.
"Misaki" He looked at her in the eyes.
Misaki blushed, why was he looking all serious all of a sudden? She looked away, "W-What? You...Why did you suddenly call me by my name?"
Usui moved up towards Misaki who moved further backwards on the bed, "Why don't you call me by my name too?"
"W-Why you, Us—ui, Why all of a sudden?! It's embarrassing!" Misaki stuttered under his gaze.
"Well I figured, since I have a name, why not?"
Misaki looked away, Usui turned her face towards him and spoke as he kissed her neck, "I want Misaki to call me by my name"
"Ta...Ku" Misaki trembled, "Ta...ku...mi" She mouthed, experimentally.
Usui smiled and gave her a kiss on the lips, "Once more…Misaki"
"Takumi" Misaki exhaled, it wasn't that hard to say his name now, it was as easy as breathing.
Takumi blushed as he gave her a passionate kiss, he grabbed the hem of the shirt Misaki was wearing and tugged at the button using one hand as he whispered into her hair "Thank you, Misaki". He pushed her back on the bed and deepened the kiss.
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Misaki Ayuzawa woke up drenched in sweat and tears and not once did she find a man with blond hair and green eyes sleeping next to her, instead she found herself in a room with white walls, was she dead? She'd be actually happy if she was dead. She laughed at the thought, where did the strong willed Ayuzawa Kaichou go?
She tried to sit up, but realized that she couldn't when she felt as if she was stabbed a thousand times all over her body, she lifted her hand to see herself drowning in tubes and needles, she sighed. She was in a fucking hospital.
"She's up" she heard a voice say, but didn't know who it was since she couldn't move her body. There were muffled voices and she felt drowsy as soon as she felt another needle in her arm, and the world went black.
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Sunlight peeked through the curtains and Misaki opened her eyes, she smiled, one of these days she was going to close her eyes and never open them. She was beginning to get tired of all this weakness. She was sick of being so sick. She was sick of being rescued. She was sick of relying on Tora more than anything. He was always there. Loving her. Supporting her. Being her friend. Being her rival. Being everything she could ask for. And she knew she sure as hell didn't deserve it.
It was too much for her to sit back and watch people suffer for her, she wanted to be strong again—independent and someone whom everyone relies on. Or maybe she just wanted to die already.
She sat up and the first sight she saw was of Tora—who was sitting on the sofa with his hands in his hair. He was looking down on the floor tiles, she presumed. She felt as if she was stabbed in the chest. The most suffering and pain was shouldered by Tora. She looked at him as she felt tears welling up. He deserved better, he deserved more. He deserved a happy life, not a broken one. She knew she was selfish doing this, but it was time he let her go…
Misaki smiled as she pretended to clear her throat, this caught his attention. He looked straight in her direction, their eyes met and Misaki smiled awkwardly—hoping no tears leak out. He was knelt down at the edge of her bed in a flash, and he was glaring at her.
"Are you okay?! What the fuck were you thinking?! How did you manage to fuck up so bad, Misa!?" he looked at her in disbelief, she didn't want to know how he had found her, or how bad she managed to fuck up. For a moment, she just wanted to be with him.
"T-Tora," she addressed him and he nodded as he neared her, she couldn't speak well—for some reasons and her voice was small; broken. She smiled as she tried to sit up, feeling sore after lying on the bed for god knows how long.
"What is it?" he spoke as soon as he adjusted her pillows and the bed setting. She smiled again, bitterly, as she held his hand. Tora stiffened and he sat on the edge of the bed after she urged him.
"I'm sorry," she apologized, as she held his face by the jaw and kissed his lips. What was she sorry for? For hurting him? Ruining him? Or was she sorry for this stolen kiss?
As expected, Tora was stiff as a stick. What was she doing this for? He caressed her cheek as she kissed him on the lips and pulled away, he looked at her questioningly.
Misaki gave him a tight smile, why had she done this? She felt like this was a parting gift for Tora. She wanted to wish him a happy life. She wanted to tell him to forget her. She wanted to tell him to move on. But she couldn't say it, so she wanted to convey it.
"Why are you—?" He paused midway, "Why?" he asked her, she had rendered him speechless.
"I did this so that you can remember me by," she smiled bitterly, "Someday when I'm dea—" Tora's eyes widened but she continued, by changing her words, "Someday, when I'm not here and you're having a bad day—I'd want you to remember me by, with this" she smiled as she placed her fingertips on her lips. Tora's throat tightened at her words, didn't she see how her words broke his heart. She had already given up on life.
"I don't want to talk about anything right now" she looked away as she looked out of the window, "I—Tora, I'm sorry for what I did. Think of it as a commemoration, so that someday when you're happy and I'm not here to mess up your life, you can recall me. This is literally the one thing I can give you as a parting gift." She laughed as her eyes burned with unshed tears. She had to detach herself from Tora as soon as she could, after all.
But he didn't let her.
He'd pulled her into a hug before she could drink away her tears, "You know that I love you, right? Don't talk to me as if you're already dead, Ayuzawa." He spoke in her hair as he hugged her, "You're not going anywhere, and I'm not giving up on you. Just because that bastard is back, doesn't mean I will just sit back and watch." He gave her a toothy grin as he pulled away and Misaki was silent. But the moment was saved as soon as Dr. Ayame burst inside the room.
"Ayuzawa Misaki, what the hell were you doing on a stranded beach at 3AM in the morning!? If it weren't for the GPS of Mr. Igarashi's car, we wouldn't even have found you at the right moment." Ayame tapped her heel against the floor as she furiously wrote down readings of various monitors in the charts. She threw the cardboard on the table and Misaki stiffened, feeling as if a teacher caught her cheating.
"I thought you would respond more positively to your situation. But since you didn't," she sighed as she looked at Misaki, "I'm going to take matters into my own hands, your chemo starts Monday, Ayzuawa. And since you don't have any family here, Mr. Igarashi already filled in as your guardian. And since I have full permission from your guardian, I'm going to see to it that you come out alive, whether you like it or not." She crossed her arms.
"I've known you Misaki, and I don't know who I'm looking at right now." She sighed as she sat down with a sigh, "But I want the old Misaki back, and the old Misaki would also want me to bring you back. Don't you think so, Igarashi-san?" She looked at Tora, who chuckled. "You have the full support of the Igarashi foundation, I give you full permissions and we can reschedule Miss Ayuzawa's working hours as per the medications and the routines." He put his hands in his pockets and Misaki was speechless.
"It's not like I—"Misaki started coughing, and couldn't finish her sentence.
"Time to rest, Ayuzawa…" Ayame smiled as she patted her back, "You're going to be just fine" She assured her and she squeezed Tora's hand to reassure him as well. He smiled weakly, they both knew they could do anything but she wouldn't recover if she won't fight herself. They smiled in her direction, she just needed a little push.
Yep, a little push.
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The morning came earlier than expected for Misaki.
She'd slept peacefully after a long time—thanks to all the medicines and prescription drugs, she felt much better. Her first chemo session had been horrible, obviously. There was a lot of throwing up and cold involved, and she didn't like one moment of it. She'd been on leave for another week and she was more than glad for it, since she got a chance to avoid crossing paths with him, which was bound to happen in office.
But now, she was more than ready.
After an emotional breakdown and some jail-time in the hospital, Misaki had decided to sort out her emotions for good. She had taken the time to grieve about herself, about Cancer, and about Takumi Walker. She had gone through her old things and drawn out the little heart shaped pendant and a ring, she had worn it and cried; and then she had told herself to suck it all up.
She traced the pendant by her fingers as she drove to work after a week. The next chemo session was scheduled fifteen days later and she was allowed to go to work. A few pamphlets and prospectuses of cancer support groups sat in the backseat of her car. Pfft, as if she was ever going to visit them.
But really, the one question she couldn't find the answer to was: Why was Takumi back in her life? Why? Was he bored? Or was he here to entertain himself? She didn't know, and even if it was true, she wouldn't give him the satisfaction. The paths of Ayuzawa Misaki and Takumi Walker were separate and she was going to make sure that they didn't cross.
Tora was suspiciously calm about all this.
Whenever she had tried to ask him about this, he would change the subject cunningly or tell her that he didn't know a single thing about it. That his father had proposed the business deal. And Misaki found that very hard to believe.
She reached twenty minutes later, after driving at full speed like a demon. She looked in her car's mirror before getting out. She gawked in horror as she saw a heart shaped necklace calmly resting around her neck. Misaki was mortified. She had been wearing the necklace and the ring since two freaking days and she just noticed it. Thank god I noticed it! She quickly took both of the items off and put them safely in her purse. She didn't want Usui Takumi—Takumi Walker, she corrected herself, to get the wrong ideas. She didn't want to show him that she wanted him back, because she actually didn't, and she was going to make sure that he doesn't get any ideas.
Besides, Usui might be married by now for all I know, Misaki frowned as the sick feeling crossed her mind. Misaki pinched the bridge of her nose for the nth time and tied her hair into a ponytail. She decided that she was going to maintain a good distance between both of them. She got out of the car and headed to her office.
The sound of clanking of Ayuzawa Misaki's heels soon hung in the air as she walked in the corridors. She walked inside her cabin and found herself swamped with paperwork. There were three piles of paperwork on her desk. She sat down and opened her email. She grumbled. She had a lot of work to do.
She started with emails—she quickly typed the replies and sent them away; even at her speed, it took her three hours. They were facing a business rush and everyone's condition was like Misaki's. Some even worked on weekends to finish the work.
Misaki typed and typed and typed till all the emails were taken care of.
Her next task was the dreadful paperwork. She picked up a pen and started with the first pile. Being the business advisor, Misaki's work mostly consisted of assessing a situation and giving her remark—consent or rejection. Therefore, she had to review each and every paper before putting her signature on it. She tapped her pen as she reviewed the document and paid full attention to the information written on it.
Misaki continued to review the documents and stopped when her fingers stopped co-operating with her. She twisted her neck and wrist, they were hurting from overuse. Misaki glanced down on her wrist watch, it was three pm, which was way past her lunch time. She decided to get up but felt dizzy as soon as she did. She had skipped her breakfast in hurry and forgot to eat her lunch, she dialed Miss Akira's number.
"Hello? Are you free?" Misaki asked.
Miss Akira replied, "Sure, in a few minutes"
"Ok. I'll come to your cabin" Misaki got up and drank some water from her bottle. She headed towards Miss Akira's office which was one floor above her. Misaki walked towards the elevator. She pressed the button and waited for it.
As soon as the elevator doors opened, Misaki saw Cedric standing inside. Misaki tried to hide her astonishment as she got inside. She pretended to pay no heed to the person standing next to her and maintained an impassive face. C-Cedric! The Ninja Butler! Misaki roared inside, she'd never thought she would see him again. She was glad to see her floor come as the elevator doors opened up. She freaked out when she called him say her name.
"Miss Ayuzawa. It was nice seeing you,"
Cedric said with a small smile, which disappeared as soon as it flashed on his face. Misaki could only manage a weak smile as she nodded and headed out.
It was so weird! She saw his full face for the first time. He was quite good-looking. It seemed like Cedric was no longer forced to wear awkward clothing and act strange in public. Misaki smiled, Takumi had always been a kind person, no matter how sticky things got, he was rarely cruel to anyone, except for when desperate times called for desperate measures. Misaki smacked her head as she tried to remove her thoughts involving him. She reasoned with herself. After all, if Takumi was actually such a good person, he wouldn't have left her over the phone. If Cedric was here, that bastard was here too—and she had to stay away.
She quickly went to Miss Akira's cabin and found her staring at her computer screen. She greeted Misaki as soon as she felt her come inside.
"Hey, Just gimme a few seconds" Akira said, her eyes fixated on the screen as she typed hastily. Misaki Hn-ed and waited patiently.
"So" Akira looked at her after finishing her work. She took off her glasses and smiled.
"I thought, let's go to eat?" Misaki asked hesitantly.
"Perfect! God! I'm so hungry let's go!" Akira chirped and Misaki smiled.
They decided to head to the office canteen. It was late afternoon and the canteen was almost empty. The found themselves a good seat by the window. Misaki sighed. She needed food.
"So what do you want?" Akira said as she looked at the menu card. Misaki picked up the menu and assessed it. The waitress was by their side in an instant.
"I think I'm gonna take a sandwich and some juice" Misaki said after going through the menu.
"I'm taking noodles and a beer" Akira said to the waitress and they both waited for the food to come.
Misaki eyed her, "Don't get drunk in the office, okay?"
"Geez. It's only Beer. I wish I could get drunk in the office. Let's do that someday" Akira chirped and both of the ladies burst into a fit of giggles.
The waitress soon came with their orders and smiled, "Thank you for waiting, Here's your meal. Enjoy" She placed the food on the table and went off.
Akira looked at the food in glee and dug straight in. Misaki looked at the retreating figure of their waitress and the bow of her apron. She muttered, "That waitress reminds me of myself when I was in high school"
Akira stopped eating, she looked at Misaki, "How?"
"Well" Misaki said, "I used to work part time in a maid café. Things were pretty rough and I needed the money. So yeah" Misaki smiled fondly as she remembered the past days.
"Wow. I can't even imagine you in a maid uniform" Akira kept staring at Misaki, trying to imagine her in a maid uniform.
Misaki took a bite of her sandwich and said, "It was alright. The manager was a good lady and the work was fine too"
"You have to show me a picture of you as a maid!" Akira beamed while Misaki blushed.
"Okay"
They resumed work shortly afterwards. Misaki went to her cabin and moaned. There was one last pile of paperwork left for today. She grabbed her pen and started. This is nothing, and she was lost in her work again.
Misaki wiped her forehead in victory when she reviewed the last document. She signed her name and stretched her arms. She checked her iPhone. She hadn't heard from Tora since Friday. Since she had finished her work early, she decided to head to his cabin.
"Is Mr. Igarashi free?" Misaki asked his secretary as she stood in front of Tora Igarashi's office.
"You can go in" She nodded as she opened the wooden door.
Misaki stepped inside and closed the door behind him. She saw Tora typing on his laptop, as she walked further inside, she found none other than Takumi Walker sitting in a chair reading a document. He had his reading glasses on and was engrossed in his work until Misaki made her presence known by the sound of her heels. Both raised their heads up and Misaki couldn't help but look away. She was beyond embarrassed.
Takumi smiled when he saw her turn her face away. His eyes were on now Misaki, who found great interest in the ceiling at the moment.
"Hey" Tora said, as if he sensed the awkward tension between the two. To this, Misaki replied by tossing him a set of keys.
Tora was startled and barely managed to catch the keys as he growled, "What the hell, were you trying to kill me?"
Takumi smirked and enjoyed the scene unfolding behind him.
Misaki said dryly, "You've gotten slow" She looked away.
"Huh! As if" Tora yelled playfully.
Misaki glared at him. This was freaking awkward for her. As if to ensure her death, Tora's phone buzzed.
"Gotta take this, Make yourself comfortable" He said as he stepped outside in the small balcony.
"Bye" she told Tora and stomped out, ignoring Takumi. Her heart hammered in her chest and she still wasn't used to seeing him like this. She needed time.
"No! Wait!" Tora's voice echoed from behind and Misaki stood dead in her tracks
Time which she didn't have.
Misaki was mortified. What was she supposed to do there? She just came back and sat on one of the chairs and smoothened the crease of her dress neatly. She looked around. She looked at the wall, the paintings, the flower vase, the large window, and finally, Takumi Walker.
Their eyes met for a moment, Misaki stared at him. She could not look away. He was sitting comfortably on the chair while his left leg was over his right one, his chin resting on his elbow which was on the table. He had a paper in his other hand. He smiled at her as he looked at her. Misaki's face flushed, it had always been like this, while the entire world was struggling with basic tasks at hand, Takumi Usui sat comfortably and watched the world in distaste. She was so jealous of his composure.
Misaki noted how mature he looked—he wore a black sleeveless waistcoat over a simple white shirt and black pants. His features had gotten more sharp, his jawline more prominent, and his blond hair more golden. He had already been breathtaking in high school and now he was a hotter version of himself. Was it even humanly possible? Misaki sighed, only an alien could become this gorgeous.
"Miss Ayuzawa" He said, his Japanese too fluent even though he had spent such a less time in Japan.
Misaki flushed. What?
"It's rude to stare" He smirked, "If you want it, just say it"
Misaki gaped at him, did he just imply, "IT"?! Misaki was angry now, she soon regained her composure.
"Mr. Walker, I don't want your charity. I'm fine with myself. Thank you for asking anyway" She spat challengingly and she looked away.
With that, Takumi was left speechless, once again.
"Misaki" Tora came in after cutting the call. "You're here at perfect timing. I need you on a case" He said as he loosened his tie.
"Sure" Misaki said as she cracked her knuckles and walked towards him.
They managed to work together on a situation.
It was a deal with France and had some complications, Misaki helped Tora assess the state of affairs. Takumi gave some suggestions from time to time and they were acknowledged. There were moments when Misaki's eyes would meet Takumi's and Tora would have to yell at both of them to get the work done. Finally, at ten pm, they finally finished their work. Misaki didn't mind, since she had nothing better to do at home. Tora exhaled as he sat dramatically on his chair. Misaki giggled. He was such a child sometimes.
"Okay, I'm off" She said, half to herself, and half to Tora. Misaki had taken Tora's car today, since she had to return it back to him.
"You came from my car" Tora gaped at her. Takumi only stared.
"Yes. I'm taking the train. Goodbye" Misaki walked away, she didn't want him to fuss over her so much.
"Let me drop you" Tora offered as he ran a hand through his hair.
Misaki said disapprovingly, "You've had a bad day. You need rest. I can take the train"
Takumi interjected, "I can drop her"
Tora nodded, "Sounds logical" He glared at Misaki. She huffed and puffed but wasn't left with a choice. She nodded with a pout.
"Great, now get out of my office" Tora grinned.
"Bastard" Misaki mouthed.
Takumi started to walk towards the elevator, when Misaki didn't follow, he turned around and asked her, "Coming?"
"Y-Yes" She said awkwardly as she walked over towards him.
They patiently waited for the elevator and when it opened, Takumi waited for Misaki to walk in first, being the gentleman that she assumed he had always had been. Misaki got in without a word.
Awkward.
Misaki stared at the mirror which was embedded in the elevator wall. She looked at her reflection, she looked pale. Misaki knew that elevator rides were awkward if you were stuck with one person. But, elevator rides were mortifying when you were stuck with your ex-boyfriend. She stared at both of their reflections. He was easily at least a foot taller than her. She pouted.
"You didn't eat properly" Takumi stated matter-of-factly as he too stared at their reflection. He now looked at Misaki's reflection.
"Excuse me?" Misaki glared, the nerve of this man! I will eat whatever I want, however I want!
Takumi turned around and faced her, "You heard me" Misaki stared back.
The elevator doors opened up, as if saving her from further embarrassment. Lifesaver, Misaki sighed.
They were met by Cedric shortly later. Takumi looked at him, "I'm going out. You're excused"
Cedric gaped at him, "But—"
Takumi interjected in a firm tone, "I said, you're excused"
Knowing that resistance is futile, Cedric bowed and retreated. Misaki looked at his declining figure. Things were so different now, she remembered how Takumi couldn't shrug him off when Misaki had visited his apartment once. She had gotten him apples, only to meet Gerard. They hadn't gotten a single moment of privacy thanks to Cedric spying on them. And now, Cedric didn't even have the guts to argue back. She looked at Takumi's back, he had changed.
Misaki couldn't help but feel a little intimidated by Takumi. Time changed everyone, maybe time had changed him too? She walked closely behind, maintaining a safe distance in between them. No matter what, he was still her boss (indirectly).
He opened the doors for her and she got in. She felt so nervous. Why was she sitting in his car anyway? She couldn't help but feel awkward. It wasn't every day you saw your boss drop you home. She sat quietly, careful not to touch anything. She told him the directions while he drove silently. Misaki looked outside. They were so far apart, even if they were sitting within inches of distance. Misaki felt like crying. She was thinking too much these days. He wasn't even into her and here she was thinking about him almost all the time.
The society where she lived in came into view and Misaki took off her seatbelt. She fidgeted. She told him where her unit was and he stopped when they reached. He got out of the car and opened the door for her. She awkwardly got out. He followed her till her apartment door, much to her displeasure.
Misaki breathed a sigh as she unlocked the door of her apartment. She looked at Takumi and said, "Thank you for dropping me. Would you like to come inside?" she asked him in a very formal tone.
"Some other day. Good night" Takumi said as he ran a hand through his hair. Misaki nodded and kept standing at the door. She thought how handsome he looked. He raised an eyebrow, and turned to leave when he didn't get a reaction.
Misaki shut the door behind her. She pressed her back against the door once she was inside and slowly sat with her back against the door as she brought her legs up her chest and hugged them in an attempt to calm her racing heart. She put her head down on her knees and tears started to flow.
Hard chapter to write, sure gave me a lot of mixed feelings. Comment upon the title of the chapter. Does Takumi wreck Misa? Or does Misa wreck Tora?