Chapter 4

Mika awoke the next morning to find herself once again laying down on top of Raizo. Her left leg crossed over his thighs so her knee rested just underneath his knee and her foot on top of his foot. Her left arm draped over his chest where her hand was on his shoulder...

I sat up with a groan and rubbed my face furiously with my hands. I turned to look at, what my body decided, was my new body pillow. One look at his smirking face and my anger intensified.

"Don't you dare say anything! I turned away from you last night to prevent this!...Apparently you can hear in your sleep, so tell me mister ninja when and what happens when I roll on to you!"

"You just told me to say nothing. Should I really tell you or is this a trick question?" He asked with that annoying smirk still on his face. When I glared at him and clenched my teeth, he sighed and answered me, "Usually it's about an hour or two after you've fallen asleep. You get really restless and move all over, until you got your head on me, then you just snake your arms and legs around me."

"Why don't you just push me off then?" I asked slightly embarrassed.

"Mika, call me a murderer, but a rude person I am not...well with women... who aren't my targets... or other ninjas," he replied a little miffed at first but it quickly vanished as his answer got more and more specific.

"Fine." I gave in, but only because I was so hungry, I felt as though soon I'd eat the sheets. I told this to Raizo before running into the bathroom to shower quickly. After stepping out of the shower, I quickly slipped on the motel robe and stepped out of the bathroom. Raizo raised an eyebrow at me.

"Hurry up and take a shower. I'll get dressed while you're in there. Just be quick! I'm sooo hungry." I whined.

With his eyebrow still raised, he smoothly walked into the bathroom with his necessary items. I was dressed within a minute of him entering the bathroom and was ready not too much later.
Thankfully, Raizo was out soon. I had been leaning on the wall beside the door with the car keys and his messenger bag in hand. Raizo walked out and saw me, he didn't smile (of course, he doesn't show emotions) but I saw the corner of his lips twitch.

"Before we leave though, we have to grab everything and put it in the trunk of the car then we're going to check out."

"Ugh! You do this to torture me...wait, we're leaving?" Confusion, I"m sure, was the emotion showing on my face.

"Yes, we must keep on moving and I know a certain private jet owning billionaire who owes me his life, will be glad to help us."

"Private jet! Can't we just get on a regular airplane? I thought that's the reason why we got the fake papers? Or what first class isn't good enough for you that we need to go on a private jet!" I exclaimed.

"Really Mika? While most girls jump at the opportunity to get on a private jet yet, you yell at me?" he responded with that damn eyebrow raised again at me.

"I just don't see why we can't take a regular flight."
"Well, would you like to pay over a thousand dollars for our flight instead of cashing in a favor and getting a free flight-"

"Really? So then this is all about you being cheap? Because I doubt that." this time I was the one with the eyebrow raised.

"If you let me finish, I would have ask you how you expect to get through security with all the weapons in my possession because I must always a few weapons within reach, to keep us safe."

I didn't have a response so I gave up with a "fine." By the time we were done discussing this, we had packed everything and Raizo entered the tiny office to turn in the key and pay. He returned quickly, but I felt faint and in a really bad mood. I realized that this was why I snapped at Raizo about the flight, I really didn't mind (who would?) but being this hungry gets me angry really fast.

Raizo saw my discomfort and drove really fast to the same diner as before and even flagged the waitress as we were walking to the booth. Just as yesterday, he was holding my hand. As soon as we ate, I felt a whole lot better and my feelings brightened up.

"Hey, look this is really uncomfortable for me to say but, I'm sorry. I was starving and that got me really pissed, really fast and I took it out on you so-" I was looking at the table as I said this, but I looked him in the eyes for the next part as I sighed, "I'm sorry Raizo."

Raizo looked at me deeply before looking uncomfortable before shrugging it off with an "don't worry about it." He cleared his throat, returning to his usual, emotionless self, "So are you done, we have a half hour drive to his house."

I nodded and he flagged down the waitress. We left, and started the long drive, all of a sudden a question popped in my head. "So, this guy's just going to let me, a total stranger, on his private jet?"

"Well, to him you're not a total stranger, he thinks you're my longtime girlfriend," he replied looking uncomfortable again.

"Yeah, about that...why is everyone under the impression that we're together? I mean don't get me wrong, I don't mind it's just I'm curious."

"Well, it'd make him a whole hell of a lot more comfortable knowing that I know you that well considering he did pay a lot of money for that private jet." There was something in his face as he said this.

"You're hiding something. Come on, tell me."

"It makes them more comfortable knowing that I have had a girlfriend for so long that I wouldn't dare mess with their wives, because I'm so in love with her."

"Wait... do their wives flirt with you?" I'll admit that a small ounce of jealousy ran through me at that prospect considering that they're housewives who, I'm sure, invest crazy amounts of money to keep themselves looking good.

Raizo turned to me with an accusatory look before looking back at the road. "Yes, but it's only because their need for stability."

"Explain please."

"As you already could guess, most of the marriages are loveless, women are repulsed by their husbands yet still vow to stay with them for the money. The financial stability. Up until their husbands were targeted and almost killed, they thought they were safe. All of a sudden, they're not secure anymore. As the man who saved their husbands, they see me and feel safe, which is a mistake, but they still believe that if they have an affair with me, that I'll be their protector and their secure lifestyle will be at risk, no longer."

"So what, they throw themselves at you?" A hint of that jealousy was still in there, they still wanted him, just for a different reason. Or maybe not. Raizo was a very good looking guy, with one of the best bodies I've ever seen. I'm sure these wealthy men don't take care of themselves, why would they? They're rich, women crave that. Plus, most likely their old, it took time to get their kind of money.

I was so deep in thought that I didn't notice Raizo was calling me. "Mika. Mika? Mika."

"Oh, I'm sorry. What were you saying?"

"I was saying that the women are less... persistent, once I told them that I had a girlfriend. The possessive hypocrites that are their husbands are happy that I'm not after their wives and continue on with their own affairs. They even encourage me to take the next step and ask you to marry me, officially take myself off the market. Some have offered to buy an engagement ring themselves." He answered with a shake of his head.

To say I was surprised was an understatement. But, then quickly a thought entered my head. "Wait you still didn't completely answer my question. Okay, I get why you told these guys that I'm your girlfriend. But why that old guy who sold us the papers?"

"When I walked in the day I first met with him, I wasn't going to tell him to make papers for myself and this 'one girl who I don't know well but I know works for a big law enforcement agency'" he answered as if it were obvious. "Besides I didn't tell him you were my girlfriend. I walked in told him to make papers for you and myself, he asked me if I knew you well and I said yes. I handed him the necessary pictures and as I was leaving he said something along the lines of 'Kay, don't worry I'll have the papers for you and your girlfriend ready soon and looking real.' I didn't correct him because it was harmless and well, let him believe whatever he wants.

"Besides, you saw the way he acted. If he was that way when he believed you were my girlfriend, imagine what would have happened if he thought you were single." I shuddered a little at the image and he nodded grimly.

A minute later Raizo spoke, "we're about five minutes away." I nodded and cleared my mind, expecting anything and everything because, as much as I hated to admit it, I had one thing in common with those carefree women, I felt safe and secure around Raizo.