Chapter Nine

Slowly, he began to stir as his blue eyes slowly opened. Around him, he was in bliss of the sweet smell of lilies throughout the room and the dim light sauntering through the curtains. With a groan, he slowly sat up and felt his forehead for the cut. Another groan followed as he moved to his feet; he didn't remember much of anything that had happened. The last thing he could recall was testing out his suite to make sure it was still working. He was going up into space and for some reason, this bright light appeared in front of him. From that, he felt everything around him changing dramatically.

This place he had been put into was now making his head swim. It looked like earth and the gravity pull towards earth had pulled him in. What was going on then? He thought that he had saw a face…belonging to someone he once knew. From the pressure moving around his suite, abnormally, he was starting to black out and that was when he hit the water. Was someone calling his name?

It was too long ago and he couldn't remember all that much of what had happened within the past while he had came here. The only thing he knew is that someone had found him, and was taking good care of him. Perhaps, they estimated the time to when he would be awaking since there was food on a table near the large doors. Slowly he sauntered toward the door only to hear a soft giggle. Something made him look, and start towards the door. He remembered that voice; there was nothing that would get him to forget it. The giggle continued as he opened the door and stood fully there.

The garden was before him and he saw the bright, beautiful blend of colors as he moved down the long array of stairs to see a woman sitting in a beautiful, long, white gown with gold laced into the fabric. It was strapless and he could see her bare back since her long tendrils were pulled up completely.

"You can do it baby," she said, her arms out stretched towards a child slowly starting to make steps. The child stumbled a little bit but managed to stay standing and continued walking. He watched in awe as the child stopped and looked up at him with those large, blue eyes of his. The woman turned to him and smiled, starting to stand-up. "I'm glad you're alright. I thought you hit your head a little too hard."

Hiiro smirked.

"It was only a bump," he said, and continued looking at the child that had grown since the last time he saw her. He knelt down, and watched her starting to walk towards him. She seemed to start picking up pace and he gently felt her make it to his outstretched hands. A giggle came from her lips as a smile took over her face. Gently, he picked her up and looked over at Makoto whom was smiling.

"How have things been for you," asked Makoto, gently touching his elbow and leading him inside. Hiiro looked at her strangely; this was the first time he had seen her so friendly towards him and most of all, she looked gorgeous. He had never seen her in those kinds of outfits unless it was for a formal occasion. Was it?

"Odd."

She looked concerned at his words as she lead him up the stairs and into the room once more. A maid moved into the room but Makoto ushered her away while Hiiro held their child in his arms, bouncing her on one knee.

"What has been odd?" she asked. Her brow quirked, and her facial expression seemed a serious tone but he couldn't get over how beautiful she looked; her soft skin, the light dancing with her eyes, and how her lashes fluttered up and down in a coy, but playful way. Hirro watched her long fingers serve him the food that was placed on the table and how she gently sat the plate in front of him. His fingers found hers, touching them and feeling the warmth; it had been so long since he last saw her and they weren't on the best of terms due to him wanting to be in her life and with their child. Perhaps she was thinking it over? Did she have someone else? Why was she here? Was he in her world? The questions buzzed around him and he noticed that she hadn't pulled her fingers back but let them intertwine with his, and rubbed over his knuckles gently.

"Being here, and seeing you," he finally responded. "I don't know where I am, how I got here, or if I'm in a dream. Finally we are at peace in my world…if I'm even in your world."

Makoto nodded in response and slowly pulled her fingers from his hand as he used both arms to hold Indigo, whom was falling asleep.

"I was thinking the same thing at first," she said, producing another smile. "I thought it was a dream when I saw your machine and pulled you out of the water. You are in my world but the question of how you got here still baffles me. I'm sure my queen is going to be upset or rather the time keeper since it may produce an error in the time line that may upset our history and your history."

He was silent for a moment and then looked up at her.

"Are you needing to send me back at once?" It seemed rather cold for him to say that but it was true. How she responded to the error in the timeline did upset him. He looked up and saw the maid enter once again, this time for the child. Reluctantly, he let the maid take her for her mid-morning nap. Once the child was out of the room, he watched Makoto's face falter. She quickly moved from her seat and glided across the room, taking a stand at the closed doors.

"Eat." He seemed to obey her request and helped himself into filling up since it felt as if he hadn't ate in days. Once he was finished, he turned to see her leaning against the door staring at him; the sun was at the right angle to where it hid her expression and highlighted her body. He could see through the thin folds of her dress to see her long, thin legs and then her hair; he hadn't noticed she had let it down and the curls moved around her face, shoulders, and brought out the curves of her breasts. Hiiro was getting hot from looking at her, especially since he still hadn't moved on. Sexual frustration was racing through him and seeing her like that wasn't helping at all.

He couldn't sit anymore and moved up to his feet, trying to go in a different direction but finding himself walking towards her. She didn't protest to his advances but seemed to want it more than refuse it. He pulled her away from the door and pulled her close against his body, taking in her sweet fragrance and soft touches to his cheeks. This was more than he could bare, and just staring into her eyes wasn't helping much. Instead, his hand cupped the back of her head and he pulled her in for a passionate kiss; the sparks ignited as they explored each other anxiously and felt the familiarity coming back quickly.

Suddenly, she pulled back with fear written all over her face.

"They're going to want to take you back," she said fearfully while her fingers clutched tightly onto the back of his shirt. Gently, he kissed her forehead and his thumb rested under her chin.

"You don't want them to take me back?" he asked, a coy smile moving at the corner of his lips. She nodded a response and let her hands ease and flatten themselves against his back. He smiled and gave her a small kiss. "I won't let them take me then."

"How is that to work?" she asked, feeling herself being laid onto the bed. He smiled up at her and kissed her collar bones.

"Tell them you are madly in love with me," he responded. Chills moved through her as he moved his way towards her stomach.

"They already know I love you," she said. He paused, feeling more bliss come to him from her honest words.

"Tell them you won't let me leave," he said, and kissed above her belly button. She was silent for a moment but then he heard her sign in delight.

"No, I will never let you leave."

Authors Note:

I apologize for the long wait for this chapter. I have been busy moving into an apartment, I have no internet there, I am busy studying, going to university full time, working full time, and having a social life. I will try to get out as much as I can when I can. Thank-you for all the support!