Chapter 16: Don't think, just do it.
"You know what is the worst? Denial. Living in denial is like letting your pain make you hollow inside with a bright smile on the outside. Don't live in denial. Accept things as they are, and then do something about it. Don't think, just do it."
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Misaki gave Akira a skeptical look, who was right now bouncing up and down. Misaki tried to calm her down and gave her a bottle of water. They had been standing in the parking lot of Igarashi corp.
Misaki earned a scowl from Akira, "What the hell Misaki! We are young! We need to have fun! Do you wanna die a boring woman?" Akira continued yelling and Misaki smiled sheepishly.
Akira was right, Misaki didn't want to die a boring woman. Besides, she was quite sure now that her death was almost at her doorstep. She decided, it was better to die after living a fun filled life rather than dying boring. She raised her fist in the air. Akira wound her arm around her waist and both yelled, "Let's go dancing!"
A few people raised an eye when they saw both of the girls yell out like maniacs. They weren't even drunk yet and were already acting like manics. Akira pouted, "We are wearing shitty boring clothing" She pointed at her and Misaki's formal attire.
Misaki nodded, she was right. They were wearing shitty clothes. Misaki quickly unlocked her car, "Get inside. We are going shopping. NOW!" Misaki yelled enthusiastically. She needed to get her mind off how shitty her life was currently, she drove at full speed scaring the pedestrians in the process.
"Whooo! I didn't know you could be fun" Akira said playfully.
"Watch me" Misaki said, as she skipped the red lights. She was sure that she was going to get a ticket if she drove rash, so, she decided to play coy instead. She took off her seat belt, earning a loud cheer from Akira, and got into her demon mode.
They reached the mall in five minutes, thanks to Misaki's driving. They almost got caught by police, but Misaki was smart; she drove the car in small alleys which led them straight to the mall in five minutes. Misaki took off her blazer. There was no way she wasn't having fun tonight.
Akira and Misaki walked inside the mall, they saw various shops, from winter wear to formal, and all they saw was boring clothing. Akira quickly spotted a shop and yelled, "There!" Misaki quickly scanned the perimeter and spotted a quirky shop which sold glittering shit—perfect.
Misaki stopped in her tracks, "Wait" She put her hand on Akira's shoulder, who was skipping happily towards the store.
"What? Don't tell me you changed your mind" Akira pouted.
Misaki laughed, "No way. I stopped you because, when they see us dressed as professionals, they'll increase the price and show us boring clothing. So we need to look like teenagers first" Misaki showed Akira her thumb.
Akira looked at her with an innocent face, "How?"
Misaki summoned her inner Aoi-Chan, "Come with me" They walked to the ladies' room, Misaki locked it from inside and set down her purse near the wash basin.
"We need to look like stupid teenagers" Misaki looked at her and Akira's reflection. What all she saw was two boring adults. Misaki had used a pen instead of a hair stick to support her hair bun, nothing was as lame as that.
Akira looked at her with a devious grin, "I know how."
Akira quickly let down her hair and braided them, she folded the edges of her jeans so as to make it look like a Capri. She took out her shirt and opened its last three buttons, she took both ends of the shirt and tied them into a knot.
"Genius" Misaki gaped at her. Akira had just transformed from hard working professional to a chic party starter.
"Meh, Your turn" Akira grinned as she grabbed the collar of Misaki's peach shirt which was neatly tucked inside her pencil skirt. She unbuttoned her first two shirt buttons and made her pull up her skirt, her clothes went straight from formal wear to a one piece dress. Misaki giggled as she saw her reflection. Although the cleavage part was a bit too much for her, she didn't say a word.
"What do we do with your hair" Akira thought out loud, "Ah I know" she grinned.
"What?" Misaki looked at her.
Akira took out the pen which was holding her bun and let her hair loose, "Now bend down" Misaki did as she told and bent down so that her hair were now fully down.
"Now flip 'em babe!" Akira grinned.
"Eh?" Misaki asked, she didn't know what she was saying. Akira face palmed and showed her. Misaki followed suit.
"There you go, the 'just-fucked' look" Akira grinned victoriously.
Misaki's jaw dropped. She was so…frank with everything. She looked at her reflection, Akira was right, she did look like she just got…fucked. Yeah.
"Wait" Akira fished inside her purse and found her glasses. She quickly put them on Misaki.
"Done" She grinned.
"Isn't this a bit too much for shopping?" Misaki gawked. Akira had gone overboard.
"Chill, if we don't find anything good to wear, at least we can go like this. It can be our last resort" Akira said with a smirk.
Misaki laughed, they headed to the store.
Misaki giggled as Akira showed one of the dresses she tried on. It was a sexy backless number that left only a little for imagination. It fitted her fine but it wasn't…perfect, she remembered Sakura telling her the same. She gave Akira a few more dresses to put on and Akira complied.
They got out of the store an hour later. Akira bought a sexy black dress that reached her knees. It looked hot on her. Misaki got a sparkly navy blue one shoulder top with matching denim shorts. They went to Akira's apartment to change.
Misaki changed into her new 'club' clothes, she tugged at the bottom of her top. It fitted her perfectly. She wore a black bra underneath that really complemented her top and wore her normal black stilettoes under her denim shorts. Akira had changed into her dress, she wore black leather boots under it. Misaki let down her hair. She didn't know what to do with them. She pouted as she looked at Akira.
"You suck at being a girl" Akira teased as she took Misaki's hair in her capable hands.
Akira was gone with dressing the both of them up, it was around eight thirty pm now. She had gone overboard—eye makeup, lipstick, whatnots. Misaki stared at her reflection. She almost couldn't recognize herself. Her currently self was quite opposite of her office self. Her hair had been braided and kept on the left side as her top hung loosely on her. Her eyes sparkled but they didn't look too much glittery. She looked simple yet sassy. Misaki kept looking at herself in the mirror, her shorts were really short.
Akira put an arm around her shoulder, "Relax. You look good, okay? Now let's get some fun already" Akira roared. Both of the girls were on the road. They decided to go to the nearby club, it was at a walk's distance from Akira's apartment, around two blocks. As they reached the club, both girls showed their IDs and were let in after standing in a small line.
"Let's get drunk" Akira giggled as she dragged Misaki along to the bar. They both sat on the barstools. Misaki sat there awkwardly, she had never gone to a club before. She looked at Akira, who was already flirting with the bartender.
Misaki whispered in her ear, "He's hot" Akira giggled and whispered back, "Honey, who cares as long as we're getting free drinks" She winked at Misaki.
Misaki looked at her in disbelief, "No way"
"Oldest trick in the book" Akira took her tongue out and giggled.
"Pina coladas" Akira mouthed to the bartender, who nodded with a smile.
Their drinks were served soon, both of the girls clanked their glasses and yelled, "To not dying boring!" They earned a chuckle from a bunch of hot guys that were sitting next to them.
Misaki learnt one thing—in a bar, everything implied alcohol. Even when she had ordered orange juice, all she got was vodka mixed with orange squash. They both continued their drinks and laughed until their stomachs hurt.
Misaki recited the story of Takumi and herself, she got all teary when she mentioned the sad parts to Akira, who started to cry due to the "sadness in the sad parts" and the effect of alcohol.
"And then, he says he wants 'one last chance' from me" Misaki slurred as she was on her eighth drink. It was something fancy. Something plus vodka plus something, she giggled.
"No fucking way. So THAT'S why he kept staring at you at the dance!" Akira's jaw dropped, literally, on the bar slab.
"Yes fucking way. I'm so fucked. I don't know what" Misaki suddenly got up, she supported her weight on one of her palms as she stood up on the slab where their empty glasses had been placed, she took a sip from the glass she had been holding, "I… don't know…. what the fuck to do" She yelled, and earned a loud cheer from the crowd. Akira clapped on the display of Ayuzawa Misaki's display of balance. Misaki giggled. She heard people shouting, "Dance! Dance! Dance!" She pulled Akira up and they both danced to the rhythm of the music.
Misaki was lost in music. She didn't know what was going on until she felt someone grab her. She raised a questioning eyebrow at a guy who was dancing next to her. He fucking grabbed her. She turned left and saw that Akira was nowhere to be found. Great, she frowned. She decided to ignore the guy but it got more than annoying when he started grinding against her. Misaki glared at him, even in her completely drunk state, she looked lethal. But that guy just didn't stop.
She showed the grabby guy her middle finger, he only laughed as he got more handsy with her. Misaki tried to push him away using her hands, and lost her balance in the process. Her heels slipped on the granite slab and she fell.
Misaki giggled, she had expected to hit the floor with a loud thud. She looked up at the ceiling, was she falling very slowly? Or was this the effect alcohol had? She laughed stupidly, if getting drunk meant you won't feel any pain every time you fell down, she would do it every freaking day!
"This is weird" Misaki said out loud, she should've landed by now. She turned around to find herself in a set of very familiar and very strong arms.
"Misaki!" She heard Akira shout before she could look at the person who was holding her, she looked at Akira questioningly. "Waht?! You 'kay?" Misaki slurred. She laughed at how stupid she sounded.
"Misaki. You…WE…" Akira stuttered, what was wrong with her? "Eh?!" Misaki gaped at her.
"Oh! I fell" Misaki said sheepishly, "But I didn't land on the floor yet" Misaki laughed. What the fuck is wrong with me? She mused.
Misaki give Akira a strange look. What happened to her? Akira looked as if all blood had drained away from her body.
Akira glared at Misaki, she gave her a "Look up, you idiot" stare. Misaki stuck her tongue out. She looked up and gaped in horror.
"Usui?!" Misaki gawked, what the fuck was he doing here? There goes her perfect fun night!
"M-Mr. Walker" Akira stuttered.
Oh! Misaki finally understood now. She turned around completely, he was holding her. That was why I didn't land on the floor, Misaki frowned. She preferred the floor now. She quickly stood up, stumbling in the process. She quickly regained her balance. She was fine damn it!
"She's going home" Takumi said as he looked at Akira, who could only nod. She didn't wanna get fired now, did she?!
"Speak for yourself" Misaki spoke dryly, she thanked the booze in her system, for she didn't feel intimidated by Takumi now.
"We. Are. Going. Home." Takumi corrected himself as he took Misaki's hand, in a flash he put her over his shoulder and headed out.
"H-Hey! Set me down right now!" Misaki glared. Her complaints were effectively ignored by him. She looked at Akira, who was looking at Misa with her jaw dropped. Misaki started to giggle when she saw everything looking upside down, thanks to Takumi carrying her slumped over his shoulder. Misaki kept yelling, she even kept kicking her heels but nothing happened. Misaki grabbed a bottle of whiskey as Takumi walked effortlessly in between crowds. He didn't notice when Misaki grabbed the bottle from the side table. She laughed, there was no way she was going home without putting up a fight. The distance between the two girls kept on increasing until Misaki saw the exit doors. She couldn't help but feel sorry for Akira, who was currently left alone in the bar. She wanted to enjoy with her!
Misaki grumbled as she was safely pushed inside Takumi's car, he fastened the seat belt while Misaki snickered. She had hidden her bottle under her thigh. Takumi ran a hand through his hair as he sat down on the drivers' seat.
Takumi looked at her. He was so annoyed when he found her dirty dancing on the mini stage she created out of the bartender's table. He was right, she was a crazy drunk. She probably hadn't even understood what she was doing until a fucker started grinding his crotch against her. He wanted to burn that guy to the ground. He hadn't even budged when Misaki showed him her middle finger. He looked at her, she was pouting with her arms folded. Her top was almost off her shoulder, which showed off her bra.
Takumi clutched his fingers. He couldn't just stand and watch perverts ogle her like that. He'd rather kill them all than watch them strip her with their bare eyes. He was glad he caught her in time. Else she'd have been in a hospital right now. He pinched the bridge of his nose, how could she be so careless?
"Oy, Let me go! I want to have fun" Misaki chirped as she looked at him. She was in no favor of going home and being bored to death.
"You're drunk" Takumi stated, she was being so childish. He was glad he made the decision of going behind her. It had taken him so much time in finding the right bar. Takumi was shocked when he found her dancing on his fifth bar. He face palmed.
"Why yes Mr. Walker, you should try doing that too" Misaki smirked as she pulled out her whiskey bottle, she took off her seat belt before he could react and reached him with ease. She clumsily put her legs around his sitting form and wound an arm around his shoulder. She shoved the bottle on his mouth and grinned. In a flash, she was sitting on top of him with her legs at both sides.
Takumi was beyond flabbergasted. He had taken his eyes off her for a second and she fully took advantage of it. One moment he was frowning upon thinking the turn of events, and the other moment he found Ayuzawa Misaki sitting in his lap with her legs on either side, her arm around his neck in a second. She was sneaky. He didn't know when she had managed to hide the whiskey bottle from him. He gulped when the taste of Whiskey spoiled his taste buds, his throat burned on the sudden assault. He was glad he wasn't driving right now.
"Better" Misaki beamed as she took the bottle away from his mouth and drank from it herself.
"You're as sneaky as ever" Takumi said as he looked at her. He took the bottle away from her hand. She was so straight forward when she was drunk. He remembered he couldn't even get her to kiss him in public before. And look at her now, she was practically sitting in his lap in a very provocative position. He wasn't liking how things were turning out. She wouldn't even remember what happened the next morning.
Misaki looked at him with a pout, "You're such a turn-off"
Takumi gaped at her, was this the Ayuzawa Misaki he knew? He smiled, she was so sly. He decided it was time this charade was over. He grabbed her waist and set her on the seat as he fastened her seat belt for the second time, tighter than before. "Miss Ayuzawa, Rest assured" He looked at her with a sincere smile, "I can be a very good turn on when the time comes, which is not happening as long as you're drunk" He patted her head and started the car.
Misaki giggled, she looked at him "You're so hot"
Takumi was surprised for the nth time, it was getting more and more surprising for him. Misaki had always been like this, predictably unpredictable, "Not so bad yourself" He said with a smile.
Misaki kept staring at him, he really was hot. She couldn't look away, curse his evil sexy genes. Takumi looked ahead, he knew he was getting stares by his female companion, but he decided not to tease her.
Takumi stopped the car in front of her unit. She was fast asleep. He smiled as he picked her up, she unconsciously snuggled against his chest. She purred like a kitty, earning a chuckle from Takumi. He remembered Licht, who was just like Misaki, Lighting up without even knowing what it means. He pushed strands of hair back from her face. She was so beautiful. He quickly took the lift to her apartment.
Takumi set her down on her bed and pulled up the covers. He took off her heels and set her hair lose. He traced her cheek with his thumb lovingly. She was so alluring. He felt her twist and turn, she opened up her eyes and stared at him.
Misaki found Takumi kneeling next to her bed looking at her lovingly, she stared at him. She didn't know when they reached her home. She saw him smile and blushed. What was going on? Maybe she was dreaming, she giggled.
"What?" Takumi raised an eyebrow. Why was she giggling? Oh, yeah, she was drunk.
"Stay the night" Misaki spoke as she sat up. She didn't know what she was saying, she just looked into his eyes and forgot everything. She took his hand and placed it on her cheek. He was so warm and comforting.
Takumi patted her head, "As much as I would love that. I can't. It's not how I want us to start over" He gave her a sincere smile.
Misaki pouted, "But I'll be lonely. What if someone kidnaps me while I sleep?!" she whined, her crazy mode was back.
Takumi face palmed. "Fine. I'll stay"
Misaki smiled as she heard him say, before she could clap in happiness, Takumi interjected, "I'll be in your living room. Good night Ayuzawa" He rolled her inside her blanket and shut the door behind him.
He heard her yell out some incoherent curses and something about aliens and chuckled. He sat down on the couch and smiled in content. He could sleep well as long as he knew she was safe under his watch and not in some random club dancing with strange perverts.
Author's Note: IT'S SO COLD.
Hi everyone, I'm finally back with an update. I had this written prior, but just couldn't decide. It's too cold at my place these days, I just had a bit of rum and I think I feel better now. LOL, anyways, I'm sorry for making everyone wait.
This chapter was light and I had requests of a Drunk Misaki before, so there you have it. I hope you liked it.
And oh the reviews D: Don't cry or die guys, hang on with me, and see how this story ends. By the way, I want to make this clear that I'm not promising a happy ending for A Promise of Forever, unlike my other stories that always end in happiness, sorry, but just not for this one. So just be patient with me, its not like its going to be depressing all the way. I'm not saying bad things will happen, but I'm not saying it will be sunshine and flowers either.
Thanks to saha 12adrita, Hana Riqa-chan, Hikachan420, skyla123, ToraXMisaki, Candy2045, Guest, GreenCabbage, putiaryx, Takumisa17, Guest, RosyRose1345, Minniemiss123, Guest for the reviews.
Your love and support is what makes me keep going, MUCH LOVE- MissKirei.
BY THE WAY, did you check out Hiro Fujiwara Sensei's page? I saw a few pictures and in one I saw Misaki and Takumi's kids, their names are Sara and Rui. Oh gosh, I died and reached heaven by seeing how cute they are. My guess about the bonus chapter is something about the next generations. I also saw another picture and I could recognize Tora's kid, Suzuna's daughter, and Sakura's daughter too. I just can't wait! Thoughts?
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