Spoiler Alerts for chapter 145.
Valentine's Bug: Unfinished Conversations
He'd always believed that love was an idiotic notion created by simpletons that couldn't get a date. After all, any person with a speck of intelligence knows that you only keep yourself tied to one person for two reasons: their useful and great at sex. So that's the rule he always followed from grade school to the lofty venues of stardom. As he'd told the musicians at Karuizawa he only wanted their world class talent, regardless of whether or not he had their loyalty. He applied this rule to everyone: Kyoko, Shoko, Pochi, the president of Akotoki and even his own parents. Always.
That is until recently. The actions of Reino and Tsuruga Ren had brought to his attention a third reason for permanently tying yourself to another. Something he'd had for so long he wasn't aware of it until he realized it was being stolen away from his grasp. Complete and utter possession of another person: body and mind. Knowing that that one person was entirely focused on you, and lived and breathed for only your every word and minute action. Every moment of everyday, their thoughts were on you. And in return for that absolute devotion, as he was learning, you ensured that no one tried to steal what belonged to you.
Yes, he had almost lost his property to scavenging unworthy fiends, yet in a clarifying moment of fortune he had managed to sweep in and remind her exactly why she was his. Even if she was too foolish to get his message as of yet, and hadn't began to realize how he'd saved her. Right now, she was more than likely drowning in thoughts of him. A sea so deep that even a pirate like Tsuruga couldn't pilfer her. For now that was enough to satisfy him, until her mind began to stray and he became less clear in her mind, and once again he would be forced to mark her as his.
Smiling Sho climbed in to the car startling Shoko. He was nothing if not possessive after all.
Wow. Only took me near six months to update. *sweatdrops*
Hope you enjoy this chapter. Sorry for the shortness.
Thanks For Reading,
False Sourires
