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I'm such a bad person for making you guys wait for the next chapter...I should've learned from not updating after like 6years, that I need to update for frequently!

Well the story ends in like 2 more chapters, there will finally be some good ol' romance, so dont worry =)

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A Voice

Ch. 8

Megumi rose out of bed feeling groggy, she spent all of last night thinking of Yahiro and why he was acting so differently towards her. It bothered her to think that he was only joking around this whole time, but part of her believed that he genuinely felt something towards her. Megumi sighed, feeling conflicted, why Yahiro always had to make things complicated for her and confuse her.

Rubbing her forehead, she made her way downstairs. The house was silent, except for the occasional sound of the servants' footsteps. At the bottom of the steps, there was a maid waiting, possibly for Megumi? Megumi gave her a curious look, and the maid spoke, "Ms. Yamamoto, Akira called early this morning and left a message. She says to call her when you wish to leave, and if you do not call then, she will come to pick you up at noon." Megumi nodded then asked, "Where's the phone?" The maid directed her to the kitchen.

Megumi dialed Akira's number and waited for her to pick up, after a few rings; she heard Akira's voice on the other end of the line, "What do you want?" Akira growled maliciously. Megumi jumped from her unprovoked anger, "A-akira, why are you angry with me?" She nervously asked.

"Oh! Megumi! I thought it was Yahiro, I'm so sorry!" She shouted, feeling bad for scaring her little angel.

"It's ok; I should've expected it, since I'm using his phone." Megumi replied in a whisper. She heard Akira sigh with relief.

"So, are you calling for me to pick you up?"

"Yes, how long would it take for you get here?" She asked a bit too quickly. Akira noticed that.

"Why are you in such a rush? Did he do something to you? Did Yahiro force himself on you again!" She growled, "If he did, I swear on all that is good and right I will destroy him!"

"No, no, no! Akira, he didn't do anything…it's just been awkward, that's all. He's not even awake right now." She answered hastily.

"…he did something to you…I'm sure of it…"

"Akira! Trust me he didn't!" Honestly, Akira could pass for a raging, overprotective mother sometimes. It scared her a bit.

"Ok, I believe you. But if I find that he did do something to you, I will kill him!" Akira snarled, frightening Megumi, almost making her drop the phone. Once she regained her grip on the phone, she heard Akira say, "I'll be there in a few minutes." Then all she heard was a click and the dial tone.

Megumi sighed; she hoped Akira wouldn't try to break down the door like the previous day. Especially since, it would wake Yahiro, and she wasn't willing to face him. She sat the bottom of the stairs so she could watch the front door. It was nerve-wracking, considering that at any moment Yahiro would wake up and everything would feel awkward. All she could do is hope that Akira arrived quickly.

Soon, Megumi heard the sound of tires treading slowly and softly on pavement outside. She hopped up from the step and looked out the peephole to be sure it was Akira. If she had to wait another minute for Akira, she would have a panic attack.

Through the peephole, she saw Akira's dark hair, and slightly irritated face. Before she could raise her hand to knock, Megumi opened the door. Surprising Akira that she had been so quick to answer, although she hadn't knocked. "Eager to leave I see." Said Akira with a malicious glint in her eyes, Megumi saw it. "Yahiro did not do anything to me." Megumi began defensively, "we got into an argument yesterday, I just want to leave before he wakes up." She whispered those last few words.

Akira placed a protective hand on Megumi's shoulder, "Okay then grab any stuff you brought with –". Megumi cut her off, "I didn't bring anything with me…" She twiddled her fingers.

"He kidnapped you!" Akira shouted, almost loud enough to wake Yahiro.

"No, no, no! I went by my own will I was not forced!" She sighed; it was so hard talking to Akira about Yahiro. It's not hard to believe that she's still wary of him.

"Well, let's go. Since you don't have anything here that belongs to you," her voice trailed off, "damn kidnapping demon…" Megumi heard her mumble under her breath. She nodded and followed Akira to the car.

The drive to Akira's house was silent and quick, which wasn't too odd because Akira typically drove fast. She wasn't the safest of drivers. Megumi ignored the speed at which Akira was driving; her thoughts were focused again on Yahiro. She wasn't questioning their relationship now, but wondering how he would react to her sudden departure. He wasn't the nicest of people, so she should expect him to be pissed next time they meet.

The car came to a slow stop in front of a charming house; Akira decided she didn't want to live in a giant home when she moved out. Or, as Megumi thought, she would buy a bigger house when she did get married. "Here we are, you can stay with me tonight since the wedding's tomorrow." Akira smiled at Megumi happily. She nodded in reply, not wanting to use her voice. Megumi followed her into her home, and hoped that she could avoid talking about what Yahiro did to her –though he did 'nothing' to her. As soon as they were inside and Akira closed the door, she immediately asked about Yahiro, "Why did you want to leave so early?" Her gaze held a serious intensity, "I don't believe that you had an argument, because when you do you forgive him." Save for a few days back when he made her lose her voice, that she cherished more than anything. Megumi picked up the closest piece of paper and a pen, and quickly scrawled her response, "We did have an argument. Why don't you believe me?" The most hurt, yet innocent, expression played on Megumi's cute face.

Akira's eyes began to water with guilt, "I'm sorry, Megumi! I should've known that that bastard hurt you again!" She hugged her tightly. Once she pushed Akira off, with much effort, she smiled at her assuring her that it was okay. When did she become so manipulative? Yahiro must be influencing her more than she knew.

"So, are you ready to get married?" Megumi wrote neatly. Akira smiled.

"Of course I am! I just hope that idiot is." She replied with joy, and an underlying tone of anxiety.

"Why wouldn't he be, he did manage to gather to courage to propose." Megumi smiled.

Akira laughed, "Yea he did…" The look on her eyes as she gazed down at the golden ring on her fingers was that of pure love, happiness. She was happy for Akira, but she couldn't help but envy her a bit. She had the one she loved most in the world, and Megumi didn't. A saddening thought, but maybe Yahiro did feel something more for her. He is known to withdraw his true feelings from others.


Yea the chapter isnt so long, but its not uber short. I think its a good length...right?

Okay so two more chapters to go! I have it all planned out so I should update soon, if I actually go on my computer and if its not too hot =P Heat tends to keep you away from the computer since you have to sit in front of a slow-ass Dell... I still love PCs...this one is just old and frustrating BAH!

I don't have much else to say except that the next chapter will skip straight to the ceremony, and Akira being nervous or crazy.

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