Good evening!
Chapter 7 up ! Guess I've been spacing out a looooot and Imma tryna organize my thoughts.
I deeply apologize for the long wait.
It's just that I've been too busy with work|school|boyfriend/girlfriend issues:)
but it's all done now so .. hurray for another update!
I missed you all sooooo much.
Oh, and just a reminder: I'm gonna post a recap of the past chappie where I've done some major changes.
So there .. enjoy reading .. and don't forget to send a review :)
[I assume everyone already knew that I'm not the owner of Kaito/Shinichi | DC/MK coz if I own them, it'll be a friggin yaoi ! hahaha]
The place was loud, dark and teeming with people. She felt as if she were about to be crushed when Akako pushed back to the crowd with a pink drink in a martini glass extended toward her. "What is it?" Yumiko called over the crowd.
"A cosmopolitan," Akako yelled back.
"I can't believe how gorgeous you look in that outfit," Akako said, leaning toward her. "If I'd seen it first I'd have bought it."
Once again, Yumiko felt like someone other than herself. Someone more comfortable in her skin. She stood in the middle of the crowd, taking in the Über-cool people around her.
Kaito was about to follow Yumiko when Aoko stopped him. "Hey Kaito! Can you join me here..." she pouted and Kaito barely noticed that she was glaring at the other lady. Yumiko proceeded to check the other paintings and she kept on replacing her champagne glass each time a waitress pass her direction and before she knew it, she already boozed a whole bottle worth of champagne. Noticing this, Kaito unattached himself from Aoko's grasp and went over to the drunk lady.
"Yumiko." he said in her ear. She didn't flinch when his arms encircled her waist. yes, obviously drunk. 'what to do, what to do?' "Yumiko?" he tried again. No reaction. She's just staring at an empty space between the walls. He picked her up bridal style without giving time to listen to her protests and headed towards the school gates.
"BAKAito!" he heard Aoko called out but he didn't care. They need to get out of the place. He need to know something. Walking hastily, he opened the door of a black Porsche 911 and let down the half awake half dazed individual in his arm into the soft pillow he placed on the upper part of the passenger's seat.
"What the hell." she hissed while trying to stand from where she was seated. Kaito closed the door then dashed to the drivers' seat.
"You're not going anywhere this time."
"What?"
"It all looks the same to me. I'd know those eyes anywhere" Those eyes look up to his. "You are full of lines aren't you?" he folded his arms across his chest.
"Have I got a problem?" he said before driving without second thoughts on where to go.
The car pulled up in front of her brownstone, and Yumiko felt a twinge of regret that the ride wasn't longer.
"Thank You for the ride Kaito," she said, scooting on the seat so that she faced him.
"You're welcome," he said that in that intimate tone he was so good at, and for a moment, his eyes held hers, there in the darkened back of the car.
Slowly, he took her hand and pressed her fingers to his lips. Warm, soft, Kaito Kuroba's lips, with those famous purple eyes looking up at her with those famous dark lashes.
Without realizing she was doing it, she leaned toward him, her fingers closing over his, and the next thing she knew, his lips had moved from her fingers to her mouth.
She fell into him, her hands holding on to her shirt, and felt his tongue probe her lips. She opened under the inquiry and their mouths were suddenly one, gently opening together, tongues exploring, Yumiko's heart tripping like a stone skipped across a pond.
He was warm, his body broad, his hands firm, and his lips-oh! his lips were divine. Skilled, soft, and yet firm. She and he moved as one, their movements instinctively in sync.
It was a kiss like no other than Kaito. Satisfying a need that had been long buried. As Shinichi to Kaito, she felt like she need to pay attention or she'd make a wrong move, teeth would hit or tongues would miss or lips would loosen too much.
But this... this was gentleness and promise all in one. This had her entire body straining toward him, wanting. . . something. Something more. Nothing like the feeling she'd had when she was Shinichi. T'was like kiss Shinichi shared with Kaito but on a different level.
KAITO !
Yumiko pulled back, shocked at herself. Her heart beat so rapidly she felt light-headed. She opened her eyes and she saw the face of a magazine ad, not her plain, safe, old Kaito. Her plain, safe ex Kaito.
She blushed to the roots of her hair and backed away quickly.
"I'm so sorry!" she exclaimed, grabbing her purse and sliding toward the door behind her. "I'm- please forgive me. Forget this ever happened. I don't know what . . ."
"Yumiko -"
"No!" she cried, appalled all over again that she kissed a man who didn't even know who she really was. She'd lied to him, made a fool of herself over him, and kissed him when he no doubt has not been expecting it. She had to get out as quickly as she could before he found out all that she was: an oblivious yet know-it-all, shrunk-turned-girl, evidently horny liar.
She opened the door, and even the dim overhead light in the car seemed too bright.
She nearly leaped out of the passenger seat, stumbling on the curb and landing smack down on the sidewalk, grazing her palms.
"Yumiko!" he said, moving toward the door to get out after her.
She scrambled to her feet. "I'm all right! I'm all right! Please stay there. I've got to go. Good-bye!"
She didn't even look at him, just ran and yanked open the door to the foyer. She dug through her purse for her keys so frantically, she ripped the side of it, but she got them out and let herself into the gates before she heard any sound that indicated he had followed her.
She didn't stopped running until she made it into her house. She leaned back against the door and panted, feeling like she might have a heart attack at any moment.
As her heartbeat slowed, she pressed a hand to her mouth, still tingling with the kiss.
She had kissed Kaito. Her stomach flipped at the thought. What had she been thinking? What had he thought.
She closed her eyes and opened them in shock as realization came flooding in.
She was at the Kudo mansion. Her home as Shinichi Kudo.
-o-o-o-
POV: Kaito
Her eyes were dark, very familiar blue, and incredibly penetrating. Extraordinarily intelligent. I felt both a kind of affectionate warmth in her gaze and a kind of…sadness-a fear-which just didn't belong to a girl like her, I couldn't help but think. I subconsciously drove to the place I had known by heart and her reaction was the exact opposite of what I had expected.
Slowly, I took her hand and pressed her fingers to my lips. Her hands were warm and soft, I can hold them forever.
I saw her leaning towards me, her fingers closed over mine and I felt a rush of ecstasy filling my heart. I couldn't contain my feeling any longer and my lips moved from her fingers to her mouth.
She fell into me, her hands holding on to my shirt, and felt my tongue probe her lips. She opened under my inquiry and our mouths were suddenly one, gently opening together, tongues exploring, my heart tripping like a stone skipped across a pond.
She was warm, her body petite, her hands soft, and her lips-oh! her lips were divine. Innocent, soft, and yet willing. We moved as one, our movements instinctively in sync.
It was a kiss like no other than Shinichi. I felt like I was kissing the same person I kissed over a year ago. Her entire body straining toward me, and I wanting. . . something. Something more. It was exactly the same feeling I had with Shinichi. I don't know what happened but after a few minutes of taking me over the edge with just a single kiss, she pulled back, and looked mortified at herself.
She blushed to the roots of her hair and backed away from me quickly.
"I'm so sorry!" she exclaimed, grabbing her purse and sliding toward the door behind her. "I'm- please forgive me. Forget this ever happened. I don't know what . . ."
"Yumiko -" I tried to stop her. I wanna spend more time and know more about her but when I tried to move out of the car she screamed.
"No!" She nearly leaped out of the passenger seat, stumbling on the curb and landing smack down on the sidewalk, grazing her palms.
"Yumiko!" I said, moving toward the door to get out after her.
She scrambled to her feet. "I'm all right! I'm all right! Please stay there. I've got to go. Good-bye!"
She didn't even look at me, just ran and yanked open the door to the foyer. She dug through her purse for her keys so frantically, she ripped the side of it, but she got them out and let herself into the gates before she heard any sound that indicated I had followed her.
She didn't stopped running until she made it into the house.
I was in shock and I dunno if I'm gonna stay in the car or go after her.
That's when it hit me.
She entered the Kudo Manor.
The very same place where Shinichi and I shared a lot of memories.
I went out of my car, and for the first time, I felt the stillness of the night.
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