Again I have no good and/or believable excuse for not updating this story other than procrastination and laziness. Sorry, it's a family trait and can't be helped. Anyways, I'll get on with the story.
Disclaimer: Junjou Romantica is not mine and it never will be.
Chapter Five?
"Hello, Mi-sa-ki~," Haitani said in a sing song, yet frighteningly dark voice. I felt the blood drain from my face, my eyes become cold and dull, almost lifeless.
"Misaki!" I heard Akihiko's voice in the distance, but ignored it and listened to Haitani as he whispered in my ear,"Let's go somewhere we can talk in private. I haven't seen you in a long time and we need to catch up."
I only nodded and walked forward, his hand still on my shoulder, guiding me along. I could still hear people yelling my name, and I knew that if I tried calling for help, Haitani or his lackeys would stop them from getting to me, possibly injuring or killing them. After all, I was his prized possession, his favorite toy.
So, I kept walking. We went into a fancy restaurant, and he said to the employee at the entrance, "I have a private room reserved for Haitani."
"Of course, sir," the employee said, and led us to a private room at the back of the restaurant. Fear was coursing through my body, but the numbing effect of being around Haitani was making my fear disappear, leaving nothing but self-hatred in its place. Even so, I covered my eyes with my bangs, not betraying anything on my face. We were seated at a fancy table in the middle of a mahogany walled room. A candle and a rose was in the middle of the table, completing the romantic scene, but I was feeling anything but romance.
Our waiter set menus on the table, one in front of each of the two seats. Haitani guided me to my chair and sat me down, leaving no room for argument (not that I would). Once the devil incarnate was seated, the waiter asked, "What would you gentlemen like to drink this evening?"
Haitani ordered wine for both of us, and the waiter left to get it for us. Once we had gotten our drinks and the waiter left, Haitani said, "So, how have you been for the past year since you left jail? Hmm?"
"Fine," I said shortly, attempting to keep my voice polite, and wanting to get out of the restaurant as soon as possible. My efforts went to waste though, because my voice was as cold as my eyes.
"Aaw~, you hurt my feelings. Why don't you start being more open with me~?" he said in a whiny tone, a tone that I'd learned to hate over the years. I only glared coldly at him, abandoning my attempt at being polite, not willing to do what he said. Haitani ignored the glare I sent him, though I saw a dark glint in his eye that came and went in a split second, almost so fast that I though I was imagining things. But I knew better than to ignore something like that.
Without saying anything, I got up out of my chair and left the room, surprised to find that I wasn't being followed, though I did see a cruel, twisted smile on his face as I left. That was a smile I knew I didn't want to see, because that smile spelled danger. Not just danger for me, but also for the people I cared about.
Even though I had gotten away from that man, my heart was still pounding in my ears, the numbing effect of being around him wearing off. I managed to keep up my cool and composed façade while walking out of the restaurant, but once I was finally out I began running. Fear was coursing through my body, not leaving enough common sense in me to think about where I was going, or even to stop when the crosswalk light turned red. Before I even noticed it, a speeding car hit me, causing me to go flying through the air. I hit the asphalt with a thud, and pain exploded throughout my body. People rushed over to see what was going on and began to surround me, but I could barely tell what was going on around me and my body was starting to feel cold.
Suddenly warmth enveloped one of my hands, and I saw a familiar face looming over me, but I couldn't place who it was or what he seemed to be saying to me. All I knew in that one moment was that the face of the person above me cause pain in my heart, like a knife twisting in my heart, and then warmth started to suffocate me on all sides before my vision went black, and I knew nothing but my own torturous mind.
Akihiko's POV
I had spotted Misaki on the sidewalk about half an hour ago. I watched as he stiffened when a man walked up behind him and put a hand on his shoulder, then whispered something in his ear. I couldn't tell what he was saying from the distance I was at, so I started yelling Misaki's name, but he just ignored me and walked away with the man. That reminded me of what happened with Ritsu . . .
~~Flashback~~
As Takahiro and I were about to leave to search for Misaki, Ritsu asked to talk to me. I walked into the kitchen with him and said, "What is it?"
"I think we should break the engagement." I was stunned and unable to voice my question, so Ritsu explained, "I don't think it's me you're in love with. I think you're still in love with Misaki." I gave Ritsu a questioning look.
He sighed and continued, "You love the fact that my personality is how his used to be. Since he's changed, you were subconsciously looking for him, or someone like him. I'm the same way. You remind me of my past love, and because I met you I've finally found him again. Basically, it's not me, but Misaki you really love."
I soaked this in and said to him, "I'm sorry."
Ritsu shook his head with a sad yet happy smile on his face and said, "It's fine. Go and find your Misaki." Ritsu and I came out of the kitchen and informed Minami and Takahiro of our disengagement. They were rather shocked, but didn't pry or ask any questions. And with that, Ritsu walked out of my life and into the arms of another man.
~~~End of Flashback~~~
Shaking myself out of my memories, I followed the two men until they walked into a fairly expensive looking restaurant. I was puzzled, and when I asked to be taken to the room Misaki and that strange man were in they refused me. Even when I told them who I was! So I waited outside the restaurant.
Half an hour later Misaki burst out of the place with a panicked expression and ran full-speed down the sidewalk. I chased after him and started calling after him, but it was as though he couldn't hear me. When I saw him run across the crosswalk while the light was red, my heart almost stopped. I tried to make it to him before the speeding car ran into him, but I was too late, and could only watch as the car plowed into him and he went flying into the asphalt. I rushed to his side and fell to my knees next to him, picking up his hand. Blood was pooling around him, and he was staring at me like he knew who I was but only just barely. I heard an ambulance coming and picked Misaki up, reveling at how light he was in the part if my mind that wasn't panicking.
Ignoring the questions and comments from the people around me, I quickly but gently laid Misaki on the gurney and climbed into the ambulance with him, not noticing his blood was still on me. All I could hope for as the ambulance sped towards the hospital was that he would survive this.
I'm really sorry about that cliff hanger. . . . actually, no I'm not. I love making people mad with cliff hangers like this. It brings me joy to see people suffering (Duh! That's why I write in the first place!). Anyways, I hope you enjoyed! Eight reviews+ and I'll update. Well you know that's probably a lie but . . . keep reading and keep updating!
Dragneellover out!
