A/N: I know that I owe you guys for having the previous chapters not the best. It's just because something happened and I think I'm already single. Anyway, now that one thing is off my list, I could deliver better chapters now. Yay! Hope this could make it up to you. Enjoy! Oh and please, review!

From where I stand, I see Takumi in the other end of the invisible red carpet. The air had so much pressure. With all the elegant people and paparazzi watching my every move, it took all my strength to take each step towards my son.

Green piercing eyes to mine. My gown flowed gracefully as I walked toward him, without breaking the intense eye contact. I felt like I'm in another place, at another time.

"Takumi" I speak at last, my heart pounding so loud.

He holds my sleeping boy in his arms protectively. I know he knows about Charles. I couldn't blame him. I kept his own son from him. But who could blame me?

I step closer to him and we were only inches apart.

"Takumi, please. Give me my son." I whisper, clear enough for him to hear.

"He's my son. I will do whatever it takes to have him back, to have you back." He says out loud.

Everyone gasps in shock. Cameras continue flashing. And I'm blinded. The next thing I know, Takumi's lips are on mine. One hand, carrying Charles, the other at my waist.

I try to pull away and stop this preposterous scene but all he does is hug me tighter, kiss me harder.

Flashes continue to blind me mercilessly. I give up. I forget all reasons and kiss him back. Every single person in the room disappears. I kiss with all heat, like nothing could ever go wrong.

A second? An eternity? I couldn't tell. We pull away. He holds my face with one hand. And I can't catch my breath. We breathe heavily, as if we've run a marathon.

"I…can't…loose… you" He says between breaths.

I stay flushed, blushing scarlet red. I came to him to get Charles but I was hypnotized to stay in his arms. This is not fair. Life is not fair.

"Come with me"

He intertwines our hands and runs with away with me. Away from here. I don't know where. But all I have to know is that I'm with him and my son. The only people who matter in my world is with me.

We get in a luxurious car and speed away.

The hotel's lobby is huge and expensive. Charles is fast asleep
in Takumi's arms as we wait for the elevator to open at the Executive suites. The ride was awkward and quiet. I wonder what is in his mind now.

Maybe it was because of too much wine or too much pressure that led us here. I can't seem to fully absorb the events.

He leads us to a double door room and smoothly opens them.
Inside, I obviously see that this Suite is exclusive for Platinum members only. I watch him as he carefully opens one of the rooms and place Charles on the huge bed.

He might have been a good father. After all these years; I can't believe that I still trust him. But then again, I was hurt
and scared. Never would I want that again.

He quietly walks out of the room towards me. And for the second time this evening, I freeze in place.

"I'm sorry. Let me make it up to you. Please, Misaki." He says deeply.

I'm shocked and I don't know how to react. 6 years. Can I really forget everything that easy? No, I don't think I can.

I look up and I find him intensely waiting for me to say something. I take a deep breath and begin.

"Takumi, I'll need time"

I feel proud in someway. I did not succumb to his irresistible vulnerable look; though I say this with regret as he takes a step closer. I step back and I feel my back pressed against the wall.

"I'll do anything, everything for you. What can I do for you to take me back?" He says frustrated.

"Nothing. You left me for 6 damn years!" I scream and unintentionally surprise him.

I did not mean to. He looks quite startled by my outburst but immediately puts on his emotionless face. He snakes his hands around my nape pulling his face closer to mine.

Our foreheads touch very heatedly. I graze up to him. After a very long time, he still has this effect on me. I tear my eyes away from his and I know I'm now a red tomato.

"I know something that could bring back old memories" I hear his husky voice with the tint of humor. I know that tone. I see the smirk playing in his eyes…full of want.

I chuckle nervously.

"Don't even think about it" I snap.

"I don't see why not. Were both married, my dear wife" He points out exaggerating the word 'wife'

"I-"

Before I could finish my sentence, we hear a loud cry from the other room. It's Charles, he's awake. And in a heartbeat, Takumi rushed to the sound of the voice, leaving me alone. I follow in a slower pace, wondering what's up.

I lean against the door frame and watch the view. Charles is sitting down on the bed crying. He holds his arms up to Takumi wanting to be carried.

"Mommy" He wails.

Takumi turns his head to me and I walk over to them. Ridiculously, I felt so much love

in one word from my boy.

"I'm right here" I softly say. I lift him up to my arms. I rub his back to soothe him and soon enough, he stops.

"Let's get you in your PJ's" I tell him. Then I suddenly realize... I do not have clothes with me.

"I think we should leave now" I inform Takumi. I see his eyes widen in panic.

"Wait a sec" He says leaving the room.

After 2 minutes, someone is knocking at the door. Takumi opens it and gets a handful of paper bags from someone I don't know. Are those…?

My subconscious question is answered when Takumi opens the bags and hands me a brand new set of pajama's for Charles.

"You didn't have to" I state. But I went to the bathroom nonetheless and prepared Charles for bed. Whew! Its pass 1 am already. We went out the bathroom and find Takumi sitting on the bed, waiting. He looks tired and all. We should really get some sleep now.

I tuck Charles into bed and kiss his forehead while Takumi stands by.

"Good night baby"

"I'm not a baby" He argues and yawns after.

"Okay, whatever you say." I smile at him.

"Night mommy. Night Mr. Bus man" He says before falling asleep.

I laugh at Takumi's new title 'bus man'

"Bus man?" Takumi asks curiously.

"He means business man" I elaborate. He's 5 years old and he gets his words confused when he's half asleep. He's my always going to be my boy though.

"I want to be daddy. Not bus man" Takumi pouts. It's not that easy. He just can't pop into the life of my son without knowing until when he can keep up being his dad.

He's look is pleading, begging and I feel like a murderer for depriving him of his son.

"I…It's…complicated" I stutter, not knowing what to say. My inner self crosses her arms with the what-on-earth-are-you-waiting-for look. But my pride can't be tumbled down that easy.

"Misaki, I promise never to leave you again. In sickness or in health, for richer or for poor, for better or for worse, until death do us part" He recites his wedding vows. Our wedding vows. And I can't help it. I break down.

"Y-you can't u-use those against…against me" I mutter.

"I swore that 6 years ago and I'm here to keep my promise, wife" He looks at me relentlessly, making me feel guilty as if I never kept my part.

"Then prove it!" I shout at him very angrily.

He takes me by surprise when grabs my hand and removes my wedding ring. That was the only memory I had from him, besides Charles. He's taking it away from me, slowly. And somewhere inside, I feel devastated. He's ending things between us.

Despite my emotions, I stand still and watch him. Out of no where, he takes out a black velvet box with the words Cartier in gold print on it. I gasp in surprise; he opens it and reveals a beautiful ring with a stunning huge rectangle cut diamond. Knowing him, it must have cost more than what I could imagine.

"Marry me; I'd do everything to have you back" He whispers and it sends shivers down my spine.

"I'm already married idiot"

He looks at me stupefied as if I had 2 heads. I want to laugh out loud at his expression but I hold it and clarify his confusion.

"M-my husband left me, broken, shattered and I hate him with all my heart." I say, blushing beat red. His face is full of guilt and I quickly end my sentence.

"B-but I can't believe I'm such an idiot to… give him another chance" I can't look at his eyes. What I said was an embarrassment of a life time. I can't afford to be further humiliated by his goofy smirk.

I was brought to the verge of a heart attack when he lifts me off the ground and spins me around. I shriek loudly and after a while he brings me down.

"I said chance, idiot." I say breathless.

"I know you mean more than that" He teases my already flushed situation.

"Wh-what?!" I attempt to sound angry.

"Charles needs to have another sibling" He states over confidently.

"Stop putting meaning to my words! That is not even related to what I said!" I fail to be serious when he looks at me, intensely.

"There is a 65% chance we'd have a girl if we make one tonight" He smirks at me. I can't imagine his guts.

I'm blushing a hundred shades of red, from pink to red violet.

"Wha-…Y-you…Aghhh!" I give up trying to form words.

I storm off to the bedroom and lie down on the bed. I pull the sheets way above my head and shut my mind from everything that's crashing on me.

Tomorrow. Tomorrow, I know I'd be waking up from this dream. And fall back to my reality.

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