The Laws Of Love

Chapter 7

"I'm sorry it took so long for others to decide that our life could continue."
"Darkness lies in unexpected places."

6 Months Later

The thunder cackled and the lightning split across the sky, as if to keep him awake for longer. He sighed and draped his arm over his eyes, wishing he were wrapping his arms around her waist instead, pulling the warmth of her sleeping body closer... But he hadn't talked or seen or heard to her for months. "I love you. Sometimes the right thing doesn't feel right until it's over. Let's just say see you soon..." He had gone over her words every night for six months, tossing and turning and losing sleep. He missed her terribly...

"Don't be absurd, Patricia, you've put him through enough!" Yu's voice echoed through the hall. Takumi sat up. What was he on about?

"Not quite, Yu. The capital is being separated from the outsiders and that's final."

"You won't live long enough to see it." Yu spat.

"What, you think I'm actually sick? How naive." Takumi's eyes widened. "I'm separating those two and that's final. Don't argue with me and keep playing the role you were given."

"It's a shame that the boy has so much trust in you, you bitter old lier."

"Now, now, play nice, dear."

"Good riddance, Patricia." Takumi scrambled out of bed and quietly opened his door, catching his father on his way down the marble staircase.

"Father?" He whispered and Yu spun around, eyes wide. He signalled for Takumi to follow him and he did so without question, finding himself in Yu's study.

"How much did you hear?" He asked gently, seeming so much more like the father he had once known.

"Enough." Takumi replied, casting his eyes downwards.

"I'm sorry, Takumi. I can't explain why your mother is doing this, not right now... You need to pack your things and go to her," Yu sighed.

"What do you mean?"

"Stay with her, Takumi. Because when Patricia cuts the ties between the outskirts, you'll never be able to see her again.

"I don't understand-,"

"You will in time, my boy. Now go. Go before your mother realizes."

"Thank you, Father." He made to leave the study.

"Takumi?" Yu murmured. "When you learn the truth about your mother... remember that she loved you so much that it drove her insane... As do I. I've never stopped loving you, my boy. Remember that." Takumi opened his mouth to speak but nothing came out for a moment.

"I will... Goodbye, Father." He caught his eyes once more and held their gazes for a moment before leaving the study. He made his way swiftly and silently to his bedroom, packing all his necessiies in a carry on case and a shoulder bag before glancing at his bedroom one last time. Something felt so wrong about this rash decision, but if it meant choosing Misaki over the palace then he'd choose her a million times over. "So long." He whispered to the room that would no longer mean anythinng to him.

~o~

Despite the lateness of the situation, Takumi highly doubted that Misaki would mind. If she was as sleepless as he was, then she'd be relieved, he would hope, to see him. He made his way through the back meadows and arrived at the river. He clambered over the hill and down the old dirt path that led right to the gate of Misaki's small back garden. He took a breath and knocked on the back door that led to the laundry room. It took about half a minute before he saw her for the first time in six months. She had her hair down and was dressed in a singlet and long white pajama pants, her eyes wide as she stared out of the back door at his figure. She froze for a momet before opening the door. He smiled at her shyly.

"Hi-," She had wrapped her arms around him before he could finish his sentence, knocking him back slightly with the force of her hug. He wrapped his arms around her in return and they stayed like that, silently embracing each other without the need for words. Though she had at one point had so much prepared to say to hm, now that he was here her mind was blank. He tipped her head back with his fingers and kissed her with such bittersweet feelings. His fingers wove through her hair as he had been waiting to do for half a year and cradled the back of her head. Her hands travelled up the front of his shirt and rested there, gripping the thin material as though her life depended on it. It was sweet and slow and filled with such longing and love that when they broke apart, Misaki looked no where else besides his eyes. They shone bright in the light of the laundry behind them.

"You're drenched." That was her choice of words after six months of separation!? Takumi laughed and touched his forehead to hers.

"It's good to see you too." He grinned. Misaki blushed.

"I-wha-? I didn't mean it like it!" She hit his chest lightly with her fist. "Gosh... you knew that... I missed you too, you know?"

"I know," He chuckled. "It's just fun to tease you."

"Does this mean that you're staying here now?" She asked, gesturing to his luggage. She felt it was better to let any nagging questions subside for now and just enjoy being with him.

"Only if you let me." Misaki laughed this time.

"I'm not going to leave you like an abandoned child, Takumi. Come in." She took one of his bags and closed the laundry door behind him. "As you know...," She trailed off as they reached the top of the stairs. She opened her bedroom door for him and him in before shutting the door. "We only have two rooms." She set his bag down as his hand came up to cup her cheek. He walked her back towards the bed, one arm aroud her waist, a loving smile upon his face.

"I wouldn't have it any other way... Shall we test if there really is no place on your body that I can't kiss?"

"I'd like to see you try." She giggled as he tumbled onto her bed, catching her on top of him.

"Oh, I'll try."

~o~

Misaki rolled over, her eyes fluttering open. Takumi was sitting on the edge of the bed, his back hunched over, staring out of the sliding doors that led to her small balcony. The storm had not ceased in any way and the rain continued to lash against the glass. She sat up and shuffled over to him, his shirt hanging loosely on her slim figure as she placed her hand timidly on his bare back.

"Takumi?" She breathed quietly, resting her forehead on the back of his shoulder as her fingers threaded through his as it gripped the side of the bed. "Are you thinking about the palace?" Takumi sighed and ran his free hand through his tousled locks.

"I just don't understand what anyone in that place wants me to believe any more..." He trailed off and Misaki leaned her head over his shoulder to press a kiss to his cheek.

"Just believe in what you think is right." She whispered, pulling back to sit on her knees. He didn't move for a moment but eventually he turned around and swept his hand through her hair.

"You sitting in my shirt is extremely distracting, you know?"

"Takumi." She warned gently. She knew too well that he was avoiding something.

"It's rather enticing." Misaki sighed and slipped back under the blankets, turning away from him. If he was going to be this way, then she was going to ignore him. "Oh, come on, Misaki..." He joined her under the blankets and rolled her around to face him as she squeezed her eyes shut in an effort to keep up her act. He began to kiss down her jawline and she grumbled.

"Stop it," She murmured tiredly, pushing at his shoulder with her hand.

"Distract me." He whispered into the silence. Misaki opened her eyes and clamped her hand over his mouth.

"You're being a child, Takumi. Stop it." She warned. "If not you're willing to talk about whatever happened at the palace then so be it. But I'm not sleeping with you so you can avoid your problems. That's not how it works I'm afraid." She removed her hand from his mouth and looked him dead in the eyes. "Do you understand?" His eyes looked slightly empty but he laughed gently.

"You sound like my mother, not my girlfriend." Misaki swept his hair back behind his ears.

"Your eyes flickered." She murmured.

"What are you on about?"

"When you mentioned your mother... Did something happen to her?" He swallowed a lump in his throat, shrugging.

"I don't really know... All I know is I can't trust her any more... not after what I heard." She was beginning to think that she was straying into dangerous territory.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Takumi explained to Misaki what he had overheard Patricia saying and Misaki blinked. "W.. Why do people want us separated so badly?"

"I don't know but we have to find out."

"We haven't done anything wrong, have we?" Misaki asked worriedly as Takumi thumbed her cheek, shaking his head.

"This is why I didn't want to tell you. Stop fretting. We'll figure this out, okay?" She bit her tongue. "Misaki."

"Okay, fine! Just- let's go back to sleep." She murmured, burying her face into his chest, her legs twining with his.

"I love you." He whispered, kissing her hair. Misaki hummed tiredly.

"I love you too..."

Hey guys. Sorry this took a few days to upload. I've had a bit of a major writer's block on this story. It's a situation where I know what I want to happen but one character is holding me back. Sorry if the next one takes a little while (Shouldn't be more than a week at the max) but that's just how it is at the moment. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed. And, as always, please R&R, it means the world to me.

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