Ch.5
AN: So behind on school, but I'd rather write then do boring classes all day, some nerd I am!! Anyway, new, CH.5. It sounds like you guys are getting some ideas what might happen…you never know…
DC: Refer to previous chapters for disclaimer.
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"You never told me your sister was in love with half of the F4, Haruki." Tsukushi said after the awkard quietness that had placed itself between them while they were walking to bench.
"I suppose the ball has started about now, she must be tending to people there. Anyway it wasn't important, she's unreasonable. But if it makes you feel any better, she's not all that insanely in love with your 'fiancé'."
"Really, Haruki, that makes me feel so much better." Tsukushi replied getting touchy now.
"You really are madly in love with that guy aren't you?" Haruki questioned.
Tsukushi was more than ready to protest but she knew it was the truth, why bother. "I guess I do… a lot."
Tsukushi didn't know it but Haruki was quite upset hearing these words.
What's so great about that guy, I'm best for her. He has no idea about the world we live in. Let him stay in his own dang world while Tsukushi and I continue living in ours…we understand best, she'll understand she can't stay with him forever. I have to make her see that, she can't be hurt by that vulgar idiot.
"Haurki, are you okay? You seem a little tense…and lost." Tsukushi asked concerned.
"Yeah I'm fine. Thirsty?"
The Premiere Ball
The room had a certain atmosphere, to each their own, it was all familiar to every single one of them. The maids and servants saw it as another get together for the princes and princesses while they stared wishing the had what their employers obtained. The wealthy dukes saw it as one of the many chances to harass the maids, snag even more money and possibly find a rich, young, and sexy fiancé in the process. The endowed heiresses saw it a chance to grab a rich, juicy, one at the top of his game, like the currently pissed Doumyoji.
He along with the rest of his friends had entered the multi-atmosphered room. All eyes were on them, girls giggled in whispered young men stared in awe and admiration. Doumyoji contained his growl…of course.
Everyone continued to mingle with each other, the servants began catering, and the orchestra played a light tune.
Doumyoji turned to his friends who were already beginning to make their selves comfortable, no matter how impossible it seemed. "I can't believe she isn't here. You girls were the last one to see her, where did she go? Who know if she is lost." Doumyoji accused in rage.
Sojiroh placed his protectively around Yuuki. "Did it eve cross your mind that maybe she didn't want to be here?" Sojiroh said in Yuuki's defense. Yuuki simply and quietly shook him off and went to the ordeves table grabbed something and took her seat quietly next to the band. It's seemed that she was still sensitive to Sojiroh's playing with other girls. He and Nalani had even given each other looks that inquired about their past relationship. She had seen the looks the looks though Sojiroh thought she hadn't. She wasn't sure which one, but someone definitely wanted to rekindle that flame they once had. It must've been good, because Nalani was very sure of herself. For now Yuuki just wanted to enjoy the somewhat melancholy soft tune of the band.
Sojiroh stared after Yuuki. TO him she was so pretty. The put that sometimes appeared on her face, her cream-like skin, the natural luscious pink lips, her slender hands,…her innocence. He knew what he said had upset her, he wished he could've taken the remark back, and the other women, anything if it would make her happy. If she could make him think like this, a way of thinking he never came across, she must be worth it.
Doumyoji walked away from the group and approached the liquor table. He changed his mind thinking that something might go wrong and that drinking was more Akira and Sojiroh's occupation. Tsukushi was on his mind. He had known that she wouldn't want to come, that was why he made it his top priority to make sure sure didn't find out until it was absolutely necessary. He didn't like being at these things either but sometimes his life depended on it, other than Tsukushi and the F4, this was just another way of life for him, but it was so much more tolerable when Tsukushi was there with him. He was sure she would've looked great in her dress. He remembered his conversation with Nalani on the boat before he went to go sneak up on Tsukush's massage.
"Hello, may I speak to Nalani." Tsukasa had told the secretary.
"I'm sorry sir Nalani's busy at the moment, would you call us at another time?"
"Nalani's probably avoiding calls, I guess I have no choice, sure."
"Your name, if you would, sir?" The secretary asked, she sounded comfortable, Nalani probably hadn't made her cry yet.
"Doumyoji Tsukasa, tell her to call me back as soon as possible." Tsukasa responded
No response
"Excuse me, Miss?" Tsukasa said concerned
"Oh my, yes, I'm sorry, I'm here, and you're here! Oh my, oh my, I'm very sure Ms. Nalani can make time for you, Sir excuse me for just one moment.
"Ok?" Tsukasa said surprised by the girl's reaction…another fan, probably. Shit, had he dialed the private number? He remembered it was the boats public phone. Seconds later he heard the secretary screaming. "Ms. Nalani, ma'am, Mr. Doumyoji request that you pick up the phone!" she had hollered. Seconds later he heard her heavy breathing, the girl must've run all the way to Nalani's office forgetting that she had a phone next to her. She must've needed time to recuperate.
"I'll transfer you to her right this minute." The exasperated secretary said.
"Doumyoji, sweetie, ready to take me?" Nalani's baby-like voice said over the phone.
"Nalani, will you put your head in the business, you horny slut?!" Tsukasa replied to her comment.
"That's alright, cutie pie, I'm only interested in Sojiroh anyway, he hasn't got himself a girlfriend has he, 'cause even though he doesn't know it, he's got a commitment to me." Nalani commented once more, sometimes it seemed like she was serious about Sojiroh, too bad she didn't know that Sojiroh was infatuated with Yuuki, he wasn't going to be the one to tell Nalani that especially since he needed something from her at the moment.
"Listen, Nalani, no jokes, I need a dress, open back, open front, two slits."
"Where?"
"Down the front and down one thigh."
"Wow, pulling out all the stops, Mr. Sexy, I hope this isn't for your mother, I mean she gave birth to such lovely humans but she isn't really a sight for sore eyes."
"Of course it's not for my mother you dim-witted designer."
"Then may I ask who it's for? Has my sweetie got himself a special lady? No matter she can't be any cuter then me, and certainly not as endowed."
"Can it be done, Nalani?"
"Of course it can cupcake, oh just a moment." Nalani pulled her head away from the phone and hollered "Kima! Get me one dozen cupcake cakes from Ari! Half chocolate, half vanilla, one of each cream filled, have the cream be whipped, not stirred, have half of the halves be either white or pink iced, the creams ones…well make it…it'll have to be..off white! Ari knows how to do the make sure she puts a lot of egg white in there, and no salt, tell her to use a better tasting alternative and sprinkles, I want the opposite colored sprinkles to be on the opposite colored icing and just have the off white ones same colored sprinkles and…that's it, oh wait! A milkshake too! And Kima, if those cupcakes aren't the way I want them you can just stay over there and stuff your face!" Nalani odered. Doumyoji had heard all of it. "Hey pumpkin, sorry for bein' so loud, isn't great that I went on a diet?"
"You're never gonna keep a secretary are you?" Doumyoji asked he wanted to comment a lot more but decided it would be best not to. "So, the dress?"
"What color?" Nalani asked.
"Surprise me."
"Yes, darling, it can be done, I'll just need the measurements, bust butt, waist, and hips."
Doumyoji almost had a nose bleed right then and there.
"Darling?..." Nalani said in confusion.
Doumyoji had been excited since then, the dress was still available and the ball tomorrow was what really counted, he would make sure she came then. Until then the ball didn't matter to him, he decided to leave just before a couple of ladies could approach him.
Doumyoji made it back to he and Tsukushi's room. He was exhausted and wanted to find Tsukushi, he decided he would change before he did it, he pushed open the grand doors and looked to find and surprised Tsukushi looking through pictures of their boat trip.
Tsukushi stared up at him, his face seem to be expressing anger. "Wh-" She started before he rushed towards her and rammed her into the far end of the couch. His head was on the crook of her neck and his breath heavy and burning her skin.
It was making her hot and bothered.