Kairi POV
I wake up to the smell of omelettes. I get up and put on a dress. I walk out to the kitchen and find the table has been set and he is cooking at the stove.
"Morning Daddy."
"Good morning baby. Did you sleep well?"
"Yes Daddy. Did you?"
"Of course baby. Sit down at the table, I'm almost done with breakfast."
"Ok Daddy."
After a minute or so, he comes over and places an omelette in front of me.
"Happy birthday baby."
"Thanks Daddy."
We sit down and start eating. After we finish, I speak up.
"So, are we gonna leave soon?"
"Leave?"
"Yeah. Come on Daddy you promised. You said we'd get to go pick out a new dress and a cake for my birthday."
"Yes, of course baby. We'll leave soon. Go brush your teeth and comb your hair. Once I finish the dishes we can go."
"Yay. Thanks Daddy."
I go to the bathroom and do as he says. When I finish, I go to the kitchen and see he's putting the last dish away.
"Can we go now?"
"Of course baby."
We put on shoes and coats and he unlocks the door. We go out and he leads me to a car. I get in and we drive off.
Kyoya POV
I open my eyes and groan. I tried, but I didn't get much sleep last night. I hope there's been some developments. I don't know how much longer I can stand to be away from her.
Right on cue, my phone rings.
"Hello?"
"Morning Kyoya."
"Ah, morning. Has there been any new developments?"
"As a matter of fact, yes. Two people, matching the descriptions of Kairi and our guy, have been spotted at a shopping mall. They were last seen entering a clothing store. I'm sending some men there now to check it out."
"Which shopping mall?"
"Kyoya. I know that voice. You can't-"
"Look. I need to be there. If she really is there, then I need to be there when she's rescued."
"Kyoya, I understand that-"
"No. You don't. Think about your wife. Or your daughter. If this was one of them, you'd want to be there right?"
"Kyoya."
"Right?"
"Yes. I'd want to be there."
"Then you understand. I need to be there. Besides, if I do happen to see her and she's with him, she can't give me away. But, we do have secret codes. If I get close to her and talk to her, she can tell me what's up."
"Of course you'd have something like that planned out already."
"We were prepared. We just didn't think he would try to infiltrate her home to kidnap her. And just in case anything went bad, we made up a secret code."
"Very well. I'll send you the details. Please, wait for my men. Don't go in there blindly and alone. Promise me."
"I promise. Thank you." I hang up. I throw on some clothes and leave.
Kairi. I'm coming for you. Just hold on. Just a little longer. Please stay strong for me.
Nicholas POV
We go into a clothing store at the shopping mall and her eyes light up. She pulls me over to the dresses and starts looking through them.
It's been so long. She's grown up so much. I can't believe how much her body has matured since then. She's even more gorgeous than she was when she was younger.
"Look Daddy. What do you think of this one?"
"I think it's beautiful baby. Why don't you try it on?"
"Ok Daddy."
She runs over to the dressing rooms and goes in one. I stay nearby and look around at the women's undergarments.
Hmm. Now that she's more mature, perhaps I should get her some new undergarments? Something to spice it up in the bedroom.
Kairi POV
I head into a dressing room and start to change. As I'm pulling the dress on, the door opens and I turn around. I almost scream, but stop when I see who's there.
"Kyoya?" I whisper.
"Kairi." He walks over and hugs me.
"What are you doing here? How did you find me?"
"I've had someone I know looking for you. He's really good at finding people. He told me this morning that you and that guy were spotted going into this shopping mall. I almost got a speeding ticket, I drove so fast. It didn't take me long to guess which clothing store you guys entered. From there, it was a matter of deducing where in the store you would be."
"Kyoya, I'm so glad to see you."
"Asumi? Is everything alright baby?" Nicholas calls out.
"Yes Daddy. I'm just trying to get the zipper up."
"Do you need help?"
"No Daddy. I can get it. I'll be out in a second."
"Ok baby. I can't wait to see you in that dress."
"Asumi?" Kyoya asks.
"Not now. Listen, you need to be quiet. If he catches you in here, I'll be in for a world of trouble. I'll show him the dress and decide I don't like it. I'll grab another one and come back in to try it on. That'll buy us some time."
"Ok. Hey, I love you."
"I love you too. Stand over there. He won't be able to see you when I open the door."
He does as I say and I open the door.
"What do you think Daddy?"
"Oh you look beautiful baby. Do you like it?"
"I don't know. I don't like the bow on this. Can I try on a different one?"
"Of course baby. Try as many on as you need."
"Thanks Daddy."
I grab several different dresses and take them back with me. After I close the door, I beckon Kyoya over.
"Ok. We should have a couple minutes. Does this guy you know. Does he have like power or anything?"
"He's already sent some men over to investigate. He won't be happy that I came in without waiting for them, but they'll find us."
"No. They need you to find me. Do you still have the tracker?"
"Yes."
"Good, give it to me. I'll stash it on myself. That way, when you guys have a chance, you can come find me. After we pick out a dress, we're getting a cake. After that, you'll have to rely on the tracker to find me."
"Ok."
"I love you Kyoya. Please don't forget that. No matter what happens. Don't forget it."
"I won't. I love you too Kairi. I'll see you soon."
He slips out the door and he's gone. I try on another dress and go out.
"What about this one Daddy?"
"Looks even more beautiful than the last."
"You're just saying that."
"No I'm not. Of course I like it. Do you?"
"Hmmm. I like it a lot more. Let's get this one."
"Alright baby. Go change into your normal clothes and we'll buy this one."
"Ok Daddy."
That's it for this chapter. I told you I'd advance the story. I just needed some time.
I hope everyone is enjoying the story. If not, feel free to let me know what's wrong with it. I'd like any feedback I can get. Until next time.