Her fingers dug into the wooden table, face paling and eyes as wide as plates stared at Ohtori in disbelief.
"No…No! You're kidding right? In 3 days?"
Ohtori nodded sagely as he gently patted An's hand sympathetically.
"He's planning to announce it tonight."
She let a small cry escape from her lips before placing her hands on her face to try to stifle the sound of frustration.
"I'm sorry An-sama, I wish there was something I could do to help you."
An sighed and patted the man's shoulder gently, "Its fine Ohtori-san, you've done a lot for me already."
Ohtori looked at An's face, before giving a kind smile and stood up.
"Let's go for a walk, to calm you down."
An nodded and followed Ohtori out of her now half empty room.
Ohtori had led her to the indoor garden filled with odd plants stretching and twisting around the ground and tiny, little red blossoms blooming from each branch.
"The blossoms aren't as pretty during this time of year, but it'll eventually bloom beautifully later on."
"Oh? What are the called?"
"Lumilla. Lucifer-sama likes these flowers."
An snorted, "Him? Someone like him actually likes flowers?"
"Ah, well…the reason he likes them is-"
"OUCH! Hey!"
An and Ohtori jumped at the sound of the loud voice. Looking down, they noticed that An had accidentally stepped on something. And that something happened to be a person's hand.
"Momoshirou-sama? What are you doing here?"
"I'm terribly sorry, I didn't see you there!" An quickly apologized to the man.
"Obviously not! If you did, you'd actually have to have the balls to step on my beautiful hands you-" Momoshirou stopped when he looked up to gaze at a very embarrassed An.
"Oh, you're a girl."
"That's right; Momoshirou-sama wasn't here when the introductions were made. Momoshirou-sama, this is Tachibana An-sama, Lucifer-sama's Bride."
Momoshirou made a horrified look, "What?! This angel with that good for nothing?"
An giggled, "Good for nothing, huh?"
"Yeah, all that guy can do is complain and throw temper tantrums."
An smiled, "More like a hissy fit."
Momoshirou laughed, "Ah! You get me right An-chan?"
An nodded, "Of course, I had to experience Her Majesty's royal complaints." She laughed, "Eh? Did you just call me An-chan?"
"Oh man! And you're funny; marrying that guy will suck your soul right out of your ears." He laughed ignoring the question.
An's smile immediately faltered.
"What? Was it something I said?"
An plopped down beside Momoshirou as Ohtori looked around nervously.
"It's not like I want to marry him."
Momoshirou frowned, "Wait, he's forcing you to marry him?"
"Well, I did kind of bring it on to myself but…No! What am I saying; this is all entirely his fault!" An scowled angrily at the ground, tears prickling her eyes.
"What are you-"
"I don't believe that is any of your business, 900." A cold voice said coldly next to An.
The two looked up to meet the red eyes of a furious looking Kirihara.
"You!" An snarled angrily at him. Momoshirou could only stare at him fearfully while Ohtori looked completely terrified.
"An-chan, I don't think you should provoke him right now…"
Kirihara's glare pierced into Momoshirou's eyes and spoke in a quite voice, "Who do you think you are?"
Momoshirou could only stare in shock as Kirihara grabbed An's arm and tried to drag her away.
"Let go! That hurts you jerk! Creep! Ass-hole! Bastard!" She screeched as she hit his shoulders in protest.
"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!"
"Don't you tell me to shut up you creep"
Kirihara whirled around, his hand tightening on her arm.
"Be quite." He hissed dangerously as he glared, An could feel the goose bumps on her arms as she tried to look away.
He grabbed her face and craned it to force her to look his way. She had no choice but to look into his eerie red eyes, and she couldn't help but feel really afraid for her own safety. She looked up just when Kirihara lowered his head, their noses touching.
Her eyes widened in surprise as he continued to move closer to her. It wasn't until he had moved so close to her that she realized that, no one was there besides the two of them. If she screamed, would someone hear her? The garden was pretty big, not to mention that it was like a maze. Anyone could get lost here; and An was fairly certain that in Kirihara's rage, he had led them to goodness knows where. In other words, they were lost.
An decided to concentrate on the predicament at hand instead, he was leaning fairly closer and his eyes were starting to close.
"Stop."
"No." his answer came out quite and breathy, that her legs shook slightly.
"Stop." He didn't answer; he merely tugged her closer towards him.
"I said stop!" She started to panic and her pleas became screechy. "Stop, you bastard." He didn't show any signs of hearing her and pressed his lips on hers.
She made muffled cries as she struggled against him, it only made him press his lips harder against her. When she managed to wrench her face away from him, she looked at him fearfully, "I told you to stop it! Stop it Kirihara." He merely gazed at her, unfazed.
"You heard her. Stop it."
The two turned to look at three figures standing a few feet away. The tallest one being Ohtori, a worried look plastered on his face. The other was Sengoku, a small frown crossed his face. The other was Ryoma, a calm yet serious expression set on his face.
"Cool it Kirihara. I think you should go back to room and take a nap or something, you're obviously too tired." Sengoku said as he walked towards the pair and gently pried Kirihara's hand away from An's arm.
Kirihara, looking slightly dazed, turned and walked away. Mumbling to Ohtori, he turned a corner and quickly glanced at An before disappearing.
"I'll go with him." Sengoku said as he gently patted An on the head before following Kirihara.
"Oi, you okay?"
An looked weakly at Ryoma as Ohtori scrambled after Sengoku.
"I…"
"Were you surprised?"
An shot a confused look at Ryoma before answering slowly, "Surprised? I was scared! What the hell is his problem? That jerk…" slowly she fell to her knees.
"…He's special, that was why he was chosen to become Lucifer."
"Special? Try psychotic!"
Ryoma crouched down beside her, "And you're going to marry that psycho in 3 days. Can you do it?"
An pursed her lips, "Like I have a choice."
Ryoma looked her in the eyes, "Do you want to run away?"
"What?"
"If you want to leave, I'll help you leave this place." He replied simply as he stood up and headed towards where the others had left.
"You're…going to help me? Why? What are you planning?"
Ryoma stopped and turned towards An with an emotionless expression, "It's not a free service."
An stood up and followed Ryoma out of the maze like garden, all the while her tears that she had tried to hold back the whole day sprang from her eyes.
She was getting out of here. She was leaving this place. She was going to leave her new friends. She was going to leave her life here behind. She was going to finally leave him.
All she could think about though, was his sad green eyes that looked at her when she had pulled away.
She cried silently.
A/N: Oh, so serious this time. Well, I'm glad I actually updated. Hope you all enjoyed it!