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Chapter 18: What is trust?

"Oh No!" I froze as I saw the approaching woman. Tezuka Ayane has just entered the restaurant.

"If you mom sees that your dad's cheating on her, your family is done for!" I whispered but there was no need for me to interpret the situation as I watched Tezuka's face color drain from peach color to ashen gray.

"Go distract her!" I urged Tezuka but he was petrified. It was time for another act.

I reached into my purse and took out a memo book, sunglasses and a pen. I hurried toward the middle aged woman and applied the sunglasses. Just as she checked in with receptionist, I approached her.

"Hello Miss. I am a representative from Sephorah, may I take a few minute of your time? I see that the foundation you use gives your skin a natural glow, not to mention it conceals your pores and wrinkles." At the corner of my eyes, I was hoping Tezuka Kazuma would see his wife and get out of the restaurant as soon as possible.

"Oh..umm.." the female Tezuka hesitated as she waved away the waiter that was trying to show her to the table.

"It will be very helpful for us f you can take a minute for our survey so that we may improve our products further on." I felt relived when Tezuka Kazuma turned his head toward us. However, when Ayane caught sight of her husband, she immediately brushed me off.

"I'm sorry I do not have the time right now.' I was shocked when Kazuma waved at his wife and gave her a peck on the hand when she reached his table. I took a longer route to get back to my table to prevent being seen by Ayane.

"What's going on here?" I questioned as Tezuka's gray face was zombinized with widened eyes.

"Tezuka Kun?" I waved my hand in front of his eyes.

No response.

"Tezuka Kun?" I poked his flat belly but pulled back immediately.

Wow his 6-pack hurts my nails.

"I've been expecting you, Sumire."

Huh? Both of us exchanged bewildered glances.

"When some 'Secret Admire' sent me a Hong Kong wrapped purple roses and a card addressed to Hayashi Sumire, I knew it was you right away." She smiled warmly. "Besides the car you sent gave it away. The black BMW has the license plate IBM Tec. Industries." The male shrugged, disappointed that his secret admirer plan was a failure. "Sumire…you were the only one that used that nickname."

Nickname? Great…I snarled at my companion.

"How come you didn't know?" Like his father, Tezuka shrugged, more interested in his parents.

"When I saw you the first time in the elementary entry ceremony, you were the only one dressed in sumire(lavender) color. And everyday after that you clipped your hair in half with a lavender flower pin. He coughed out as though embarrassed that he was reciting sweet memories.

Guys just can't stand to be emotional. I snickered.

"My…you've paid more attention to me than I gave you credit for," Ayane laughed lightheartedly.

Seeing Ayane smile, her husband shyly looked down and mumbled, "And you always smiled with that smile that I thought of even on my busiest days."

"Ooh romantic and manly" I nodded in approval while Tezuka muttered an hmph, not too happy that his father was so corny.

"We've been married for about 20 years already. I feel so old." Ayane sighed, "I didn't know you still carry that handkerchief with you. That was what reminded me of my age." "Well you did tell me that it was supposed to serve as my good luck charm…" Her husband declared sheepishly taking out a lacy handkerchief.

That handkerchief! Tezuka remembered it's the same one he saw that night.

"Here's your cappuccino ma'am" I muttered a thanks and was about to sip my steaming cappuccino but my phone vibrated.

"Er..it's my mom." I hastely got up, leaving Tezuka to eavesdrop on his parents some more. "yes mom…uh huh…yes…no" I was annoyed with the endless questioning. I'm missing out on the juicy conversation!

When I got back, Tezuka was sitting calmly, relieved that his parents weren't in a secret affairs and the Italian waiter was just placing the mountain high mud pie. Overjoyed, I quickly sat down and gulped down the cappuccino before the stoic boy was able to grab my arm.

"Ahh!" I screamed but the ear piercing scream was short lived when Tezuka scooped a mouthful of ice cream and shoved it in my mouth.

"Du vanted wot kappa chino no?" you wanted how cappuccino no?"

"Hehe yup it tastes better when I gulp down with ice cream." I said biting down the pain I felt on my tongue. And loud hahas were heard as the waiter laughed and I smiled painfully.

"Oh by the way, would do you like me to join the tables together?" I was too busy cooling down my tongue to interpret his question

By the time I came to my senses, the waiter already approached the table left of us. "Mr. Tezuka and Mrs. Tezuka your guests have already arrived."

"Guests?" I heard the deep voice said.

"Shall we run?" I asked the youngest Tezuka.

"They're going to see us when we try to…" Before I could finish consulting Tezuka, the mature version of him was face to face with us.

"Sayuri-san?" He questioned.

I sighed internally in relief. However, a female's sixth sense can never be deceived. "Anata, look closely." His wife gave us a penetrating glance. "I'm assuming she is Mina-Chan and that boy must be out son."

The waiter seemed to have received the message and walked away, though slowly, curious to hear more.

"Explain" She said as she took a seat beside me.

Great…her gaze is boring through my head

Possible answer was I'm having dinner with her son but why are Tezuka and I dressed in such array? And why is our reservation under the name of Tezuka Kazuma? I didn't have any more time to pry into my brain. Truth was the only way out.

"Um…this is a long story." What a great start.

"That's fine." She answered back. Her voice expressed anger nor force filled the voice, it was just monotonous.

"Um…it started the day when I saw you out in the garden…"And Tezuka gaze blood line limit was so powerful that I wasn't able to leave out any detail.

"Foolish…that's all I can say."

One big lecture coming up, I predicted. "I knew what I did is interfering with your privacy but I wanted to help because I thought I was doing this for you sake and because your family is my ideal family." I was in no position to defend my position, it's similar to a check-mate stage.

"What can I do as my consequence?" I said, trying to evade the middle aged woman's gaze.

"Well…" She glanced at her husband. "Since you both paid for these flowers…we'll let you go. I'm sure this bouquet was at lest $120"

"130.67"His son piped up.

"Good" his father smirked, pressing down his son's head affectionately.

"But Mina-Chan…such adorable girl shouldn't be capable of such deceit." The motherly voice asserted as she scooped a spoonful of hurricane crashed dessert.

The name truly fitted the item. It was as though a real hurricane rushed through the dessert since the ice cream was already melted and mingling with the cookie crust. I gave a slight pout and Ayane couldn't go further than a small flick on the forehead.

Hehe…all Tezukas are soft also. But they're also merciless as well. The total bill was on Tezuka and I which cost 80.52.

I'm truly broke…I was wondering if I should walk home or not until Ayane pushed me into the Black Benz.

"You're not done with your consequences yet." She whispered and I saw Mr. Tezuka smirk in the front. I exchanged worried glances with the 4 eyed genius but apparently, he didn't know his parent's idea either.

"…Tennis court?" I mouthed when we finally parked in the parking lot.

"Time to spank your butts, children," Ayane cried cheerfully as she took out the huge duffel bags from the trunk.

Spank who? I grinned at Kunimitsu while he smirked back.

"Ready?" Tezuka Kazuma inquired deeply as he positioned to serve. Unfortunately, I was the only one not in the right attire. I had to fold up my slacks and I was using a racket with a grip that was too big in width, my hand barely wrapped around it and the length was too long. This gave me a longer reach, but instead the racket was hard to control. And worst of all, the strings weren't strung at the right tension.

"Don't think too much..." Tezuka sensed my worry when I kept swinging into midair. "Their old hips give us advantage any ways."

Smiling in agreement, I nodded at the eldest Tezuka to receive his serve.

"0-0 Love-all self judge line calls. First serve." The serve was fast but fast serves can be blocked easily as long as the racket is in the right spot. I calculated the angle of reflection.

Perfect! But I was proved wrong when it bounced and whirled out to the side, creating a 135 degrees angle.

"eh..?" That's a lot of spin for a slice serve.

Tezuka gave me a shrug as though to say watch my perfect return.

Brat…I held back a laugh with a slight cough when Tezuka was able to hit the ball but failed to reach the opponent's court when it was caught in the net.

"Children, I'm getting bored here…" Ayane mocked while her husband smirked broadly. "Hmph" Tezuka and I both glared.

Time to crack their backs! We both said in our minds. The second serve came but I was already aware of the amount of spin placed on the ball. With as much top spin as I can muster, I hit it back to the next court. Since my return was late, the return went down the line. Ayane failed to reach the shot. Score I grinned but my grin disappeared when Ayane screamed "Switch!" and instantly, Kazuma was positioning for a backhand. Tezuka ran up hoping to hit an approach shot. I ran to the other side to cover the empty court. Since there was a lot of top spin on the ball, his return created a lob. I ran to the center of the court.

"Crash!" it wasn't the impact of the smash. It was the onomatopoeia of me and Tezuka colliding.

"Ow… didn't you see me trying to smash it?" I questioned as I rubbed my head.

"Like wise…" he stood up slowly. "Forehand takes it right?" I inquired.

"Yes" he said deeply.

"Then it was my shot!" I hissed.

"That was also my forehand."

I narrowed my eyes but notice he was holding his racket in his left hand, that's right he is a left-handed, great.

"Ah…most singles players are not this bad at playing doubles right?" Mr.Tezuka inquired his wife loudly.

"Actually, singles players paired up together are usually the best combinations since their speed gives them the advantage." Ayane answered.

Tezuka and I grinded our teeth together as we switched courts.

"Any strategies?" I questioned, my competitive nature kicking in.

"Just be ourselves," my partner declared, carelessly pushing up his glasses. "If we want to win, we can't try anything foreign that requires practice. Let's just be aware of each other's movements."

Agreeing with his opinion, I positioned myself to serve. I must use the slice serve since I didn't want to hit anyone in the face. After all, I am trying to pay them for the debt I owe for lying. My slice serves were a hit! Straight Aces led to 1-1 on the set score. Although I expected Tezuka to ace his parents at the speed of his serves, this never happened. Of course, his parents were the one to teach him the speedy flat serves so they are used to Tezuka's speed. So the game ended with 4-6 mainly due to Kunimitsu and my teamwork. I can assure anyone that from this game, I gained about 3 bruises on my head and couples of scratches from his racket and my legs were exhausted from trying to cover him when needed.

"6-4 Game!" Ayane cheered happily as she raised up her water bottle. "Hmm I always thought I'm out of shape but I guess youngsters these days are even more so…" her husband nodded while he drank his water deeply. Tezuka and I were just too tired and said nothing as we remained in our position of sitting back to back.

"Tezuka kun, you smell." I said as mixture of BO and hair gel smell wafted toward my nose.

"And you're drenched in sweat…" He said as he threw me his towel. Peeling off the pungent towel off my head, I threw it back to him.

"We're horrible aren't we?"

"Just with doubles" he said as he caught the towel with a lazy move of an arm. "After all, you're able to cover the court and I'm able to volley from side to side."

"Then how did we lose?" I cried combing my hair with my fingers. It sure was wet from the roots to the tips

"Teamwork, children." Deep voice came above us. "You don't seem to trust each other." The eldest Tezuka continued as he packed his duffel bag. "Mina-Chan, you don't seem to believe that Kunimitsu will be able to volley, that's why sometimes you're right behind him so you can get the ball if he misses."

"Yes, leaving the rest of the court open." Ayane joined, "Usually you can get away with such strategy if you play against teams that cannot rally well. When the rally goes on for a short time that's when you have the stamina to run side to side. But with us, your energy will run out fast."

"Trust is the key" Kazuma concluded "Teamwork is necessary in doubles."

Wow, they are synchronized, oblivious that we are also synchronizing such thoughts ourselves as we leaned back toward each other for support.

On the ride back…

Tezuka Kunimitsu felt his side of his seat being invaded by a silky head. He made an effort to push her back but once he let his hand go, the weight returned to crush his left shoulder, hammering it down. Reluctantly, he unbuckled the seat belt of the person next to him and lay her down gently on his lap.

"She's asleep?" Ayane smiled as the turned around.

"I'm not surprised, her brain cells worked overtime today." The driver gave a small laugh.

"I'm curious…" the female Tezuka started, "I though you wouldn't support such a plan, Kuni-Chan"

"You really didn't have any trust in me?" his father questioned, disappointment apparent in his voice.

"Eh.." the backseat occupant began, gripping on the being in his lap tighter both for support for what he was going to say and because her body was threatening to fall of the seat due to a wide turn.

"I was more confused than anything." His Hazel eyes pierced the figure on his lap.

"I didn't know how to connect my observations together and I didn't know who to trust anymore. But she was there. Nosy might be the reason but I'm thankful that she cared and allowed me to confront my problem."

"So you were able to put you trust in her…" Ayane smiled, "If you were able to put the same trust in her, you would have won against us earlier."

"Hmph!" Honey brown head shifted toward the window.

"Did you know putting trust in someone helps you to mature?" the motherly voice questioned. "Put your trust in her so you can grow as a person."

"So seems like you got your future bride there." The driver gave a final turn.

"Though not if she comes back in this condition after every family get together. " The front seat passenger laughed.

Put my trust in her? Tezuka wondered as he opened the car door.