Dissociation
Chapter Two
-The Party of Many Surprises-
At seven-thirty sharp, Akito pulled up to Toshiro's house in his black Lamborghini. He got out and straightened the jacket of his business suit before locking the car and walking up to the front door. He knocked then, and waited for it to be answered.
The door was opened by one of Toshiro's three butlers, who was dressed finely and noise could already be heard from inside. "Welcome Master Uchiha. Master Toshiro has been expecting you." He bowed respectfully and let him in. The door closed behind him and already Akito could see a mass of people throughout the large home. Though some of these people looked vaguely familiar, he just couldn't tell why.
He walked through the house and talked to a few people before grabbing himself a glass of champagne. When he went to take a drink from it, he nearly choked at what he saw. There, across the room and talking to a group of people was Natsumi, looking as beautiful as ever, in a tight black dress that only went over one of her shoulders and cinched high up on one of her legs. She looked like a diamond that had regained its brilliant luster. He turned around quickly, thinking about what he was going to do. Toshiro was right, he had no idea what to even say to her, much less initiate his plan. Not wanting her to see him and possibly confront him before he was prepared, he downed his glass and walked off towards the kitchen, wanting something stronger than the champagne that was being served.
Natsumi tried to peer around the head of the person she was talking to. She couldn't have just seen Akito. Sure, he and her brother were best friends, but her brother wouldn't have invited him to a party he was throwing for her would he? She grimaced. She didn't like the odds that were against her in this. And she most certainly was not ready to talk to her ex-husband who she hadn't seen for five years. "I'm sorry," she interrupted the elder, smiling apologetically. "But I have to go, I'll be sure to catch up with you some other time."
She bowed out and quickly dismissed herself from the group, setting down her glass before grabbing her clutch and heading towards the door. She hurried through the room and then into the empty foyer, the front doors were even in her sight. She was so close. Her arm was grabbed suddenly and she was turned around, coming face to face with Akito. And he didn't look happy.
"Are you just going to leave without saying goodbye again?" he asked.
Her mouth felt dry and what came out was worse than what she originally had planned. "I can't say goodbye to you."
"So you can disappear from my life, with my kids, but you can't say goodbye?"
"Yes." She replied, hardening a bit as she tried to pull away. "Now please let go, you're hurting me."
He leaned closer to her face, the depths of his green eyes seeming bottomless. "You don't know the meaning of being hurt."
"Excuse me?" she seethed. "I don't know the meaning of being hurt. You ignored me for nearly six years. Took me for granted, while I loved you until I literally had nothing left to give from everything you sucked up like a vampire!"
"Well if you had stayed and actually talked to me about it, we could have worked it all out!" he said.
"No Akito, we couldn't. I tried to talk to you and all you ever did was get mad at me and I quote 'for having too many feelings'. It was like a time bomb just waiting to go off. We tried couples therapy, and you kept canceling because you were too busy for the sessions. You were too busy for me!" She glared, trying to stay angry, but all his presence was causing within her was ache and pain, and he could see the tears forming in her eyes.
"Well I'm not busy anymore." He told her.
"Well it's too late now." She jerked away from him and hurried towards the door.
Akito followed her, shutting the door just as she opened it, and turned her around. Before she could yell at him, his mouth slammed down onto hers, and he kissed her with a passion and frustration he never had before. Her eyes widened and before she could push him away from her body, she gripped onto him and kissed him back feverishly.
"Let me go." She ordered against his lips, pushing him back and against two beautifully crafted doors, but not removing her body from his. He reached behind him and turned the knob, falling into the room that happened to be the master bedroom. He quickly shut the door behind them before picking her up and tossing her onto the bed, climbing over her as she recovered from her landing.
"You know you want this as much as I do." He said before kissing her once more.
She shook her head, gripping onto him tightly as he trailed desperate kisses down her throat, biting on her sensitive skin. "No I don't. I don't need you." She whimpered beneath him, beneath the only man she had ever loved.
"But you want me." He said against her skin, reaching down and beginning to bring up her dress. "And I want you."
"Akito you were the first man that I ever fell in love with and the father of my children. But I do not want you." She reiterated, trying to sound strong, though her body betrayed her.
He rubbed the sensitive spot between her legs, having pushed aside her underwear, smirking up at her in that knowing way he always used too. "You say that, and yet you're already soaked for me."
"That's usually what happens when someone touches you in a sexual way." She retorted a bit angrily.
"Don't tell me you don't like it." He said, slipping a finger inside her and beginning to move it. It felt almost like old times. He still remembered how to play her body like a fiddle, and her reactions were just as erotic as ever. She gave into the moan that escaped her throat. She had forgotten just how well he knew her. She'd been in love with him since she was seven and it was impossible to deny that there was nothing there. Because, there would never be nothing between them.
"Akito." She panted softly. "We're divorced."
"So." He said, pulling away and taking off his jacket before un-tucking his shirt. He pulled down the top of her dress and began to lavish her chest with kisses. "Haven't you ever wanted to have a fling?"
"Not with you." She smirked, letting her fingers run through his dark locks as she had so many years ago. "I never wanted to see you again."
"Well that worked out just wonderfully." He pulled down her bra and sucked her nipple into his mouth. "Come on Natsumi, do something bad with me."
"I've done lots of bad things with you Akito." She smiled, reminiscing in the days when it had only been them and their love.
"Then let's do it again." He stopped what he was doing and rose above her so that he could see her face.
She shook her head. "No Akito, I can't I have to get home." She tried one more time in hopes that she would be able to resist him or he would give up this alluring attempt. She had to admit that having sex with him again was sounding more and more appealing the more he touched her body.
"No you don't." he said, nuzzling her neck before kissing her skin and biting softly until he reached her ear. "You know, I increased my workout regimen. You should see what it's done to my abs." he whispered sensually, knowing that it was one of her weaknesses. She glanced down, keeping her eyes on his abdomen.
"Really?" she trembled slightly. Ah fuck it. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him once more, biting down on his lower lip. "Show me why I married you in the first place you big bad lawyer. Sue the fuck out of me." She ordered, ripping his shirt open and breaking a few of the buttons off.
She gasped, taking in his delicious muscles. "Oh my."
"Told you." He smirked, taking off his shirt. He grabbed the top of her dress and pulled it off, revealing her body to him. "Looks like I'm not the only one who's been exercising." He pointed out, beginning to kiss her flat stomach.
"Yes well…I was a bit tired of the single mom look." She sighed, a bit embarrassed at being revealed to him once more.
"You look great either way." He said, pulling off her bra before kissing her chest once more. She moaned, arching into his grip. He reached down and removed her underwear before rubbing her most private area once more.
She moved against him, missing the touch that seemed to awaken her like a sleeping fire. She lifted her legs and began to slide his pants down along with his boxers. "Come on sweetheart." She murmured, closing her eyes. "Don't keep me waiting."
He kissed her passionately. "You know I never do." He said against her lips. He positioned himself at her entrance before slowly sliding into her tight heat. He groaned, beginning to move at a steady pace.
"Akito!" she screamed out, tightening around him and wrapping her legs around his waist to push him further into her, thrusting against him.
"That's right baby, scream my name." he told her, bringing her closer and going faster.
Natsumi latched onto him as if he were the only thing keeping her in the physical world. She'd forgotten just why she'd ended up getting pregnant. Because when they had finally had sex for the first time, she couldn't get enough of it. But this was wrong. They shouldn't be fornicating on her brother's bed. God! She was such a horrible person.
But what was he doing? She buried her face into the crook of his neck as he pounded into her roughly, more roughly than he ever had before. Was this revenge upon her? Once he'd had his final taste would he dish out all the hateful things she knew he felt towards her for leaving him and taking her children. But then he hit something deep inside her that made all her previous thoughts vanish instantly. She moaned into his skin, biting into his skin and clawing at his back as she met his thrusts.
And every time she began to match his pace he sped up, not giving her a chance to hardly breathe. Akito himself was in heaven. Sex with Natsumi had always been incredible, no matter how many times they did it. And God how he missed her. He would never admit it aloud, but he had. After the divorce had become final he'd had multiple sexual partners, trying to find someone who was as good as she was, but it was impossible. Nothing compared to being buried deep within Natsumi. Nothing.
He ground against her core while still within her, not breaking his pace at all. Through this act he was taking out all of his frustration and anger with her, though he doubted she knew it. But he was always better at expressing himself through actions instead of words.
After a bit longer of his thrusts, he could feel that familiar sensation building up in his abdomen, and he looked down at her. He could tell by the look on her face that she was beginning to feel it too, but he wanted to push her over the edge. So he reached between them and began to rub at her clit as he pounded into her. Her eyes widened and she threw her head back, screaming out in ecstasy. She didn't care who heard, he was making her feel things she hadn't felt since when they were married. No man had known her body like he did. Her whole body condensed and he felt her tightening squeeze and the warmth that spread around his member with her liquid fire as she came all over him.
The sensation caused him to groan as he thrust into her one last, harsh time, before he met his end as well, his essence mixing with her own, the excess seeping out of her and onto the sheets. He pulled out of her and lay on his back next to her, both staring at the ceiling as their heart rates went back to normal. "That was even better than I remember." Akito said, somewhat in awe.
Natsumi groaned and ran her hands down her face. "Oh my God I can't believe we just did that! And on my brother's bed." She shook her head, cursing herself for how good she felt. It was as if her body was finally sated in its need for a man. She rolled over and hit him in the chest weakly. "Why'd you do that!" she growled out, but pouted, her angry fading rapidly as she eyed his gorgeous body.
"Hey!" he said, looking at her. "You went along with it!" then he smiled deviously. "You gotta admit though, it was kind of hot to do it in here. I mean, in a forbidden place." He wagged his eyebrows at her.
She rolled her eyes but couldn't keep the small pink blush from her cheeks and sat up, covering her chest with her hands. "Yes I admit, it was somewhat hot and maybe it was really great." She huffed, fumbling around with her panties and her bra and trying to get them on. It felt so odd to be filled once again. Not since her last sexual intercourse with Akito had she ever let someone release inside of her. "Well that was fun and it was so great seeing you again Akito. But I really gotta go."
"Wait." He sat up, beginning to dress himself as well. "What do we do now?"
"Nothing," she said with a sigh, pulling her dress on and smoothing out the wrinkles. She ran her fingers through her hair, trying to get rid of her sex look. "I'm going to go home. Snuggle up in bed and forget this ever happened and then I'm going to wake up and got to work."
He stood and tucked his shirt back in. "I want to see the kids." He said, putting on his jacket.
Natsumi froze and her blood turned to ice in her veins. She looked at him and he saw the clearly defined horror that was in her jade depths, but he didn't know why. "No." she shook her head quickly, grabbing her shoes and trying to make it to the door before he could stop her. Of course, it was a futile effort. He shoved her against the door, pressing into her from behind to keep her pinned.
"Then until I can see them, I want to see you again." He said in her ear, not wanting to start another argument, since he didn't feel up to it. On top of that, being with her once more…made him feel whole, if just for a moment.
"No." she breathed out. "Akito we shouldn't. I left you for a reason." She whimpered, hating how weak she was against him. This was definitely not how she pictured meeting Akito again after all these years.
"We don't have to get back together if that's not what you want. This can just be…like an affair." He said, skimming his lips along the surface of her neck. "Or something. Come on Natsumi, we could just catch up."
She shook her head. "I don't want to be anywhere near you if you're married."
"You are the only woman I have ever married."
Natsumi looked down, resting her forehead on the wood and trying to control her breathing and the wave of relief that washed over her. "Ok…how about this?" she tried to glance back. "You give me your number and I'll see if I want to call you or not."
He stepped back and pulled a business card from his wallet. "Here. This has my cell, home, and office number on it." he said, holding it out to her. "Don't call the office after five, cause' I won't be there to answer it."
"There's a surprise," she said a bit lowly, taking the card from him and looking at the numbers. Her gaze softened a bit when she saw the cell number. It was the same as it had been five years ago.
"Yes, well, some wise person told me that I work too much." The corner of his mouth tilted slightly. "So I quit working long hours. Plus, being a partner has its perks."
"I'm sure it does." She rolled her eyes, grabbing the door knob and opening the door and heading out into the hallway with him close behind. "Like big brown eyed, big breasted, secretaries who wear their shirt with half the buttons undone to show off their cleavage."
Akito looked a bit puzzled and then smirked. "How do you know that?" he asked into her ear, setting his hands on her hips.
She huffed and pulled away from him, a small blush dusting across her face. "I may have…attempted to reconcile with you slightly when I first arrived back in the city. But I thought it better not to."
"You should have. Perhaps then we could have had a little fun on my desk." He said. "Besides, you should know that I have always and still do think that your breasts are the best." His smirk widened.
"And I'm sure you've had other girls on that very desk. And you only like my breasts cause I was the first girl to let you touch them." She stuck her tongue out at him and stopped at the front door. "And don't try and lace me with your compliments and wit Akito. You forget, I do know how good of a lawyer you are and you've probably gotten better. But I have to go." She smiled, holding his face with her hand. "I'm happy this wasn't the brawl and hate fest I assumed it would be. I'll call you if I need some legal advice." She smiled and pulled away from him, opening the door and closing it behind her.
He sighed, a small smile making its way to his face. Well, this certainly wasn't what he had pictured them doing upon seeing each other again. But he was glad. He turned to go and find Toshiro, knowing that his friend had orchestrated their meeting up again. He found the redhead talking to a few elder looking men, and it just so happened that they were finishing their conversation just as Akito walked up. He crossed his arms and gave his best friend a stern look. "You just think you're so clever, don't you?" he asked, raising a brow.
Toshiro shifted his dark jade gaze, lifting his glass to his lips and finishing it off. "Why, whatever do you mean Mr. Uchiha?" he asked, trying not to smirk.
"Oh shut up." He said, rolling his eyes. "I know you planned it all."
"I don't know what you're talking about my friend." The redhead snickered, beginning to walk off.
"Well, you might want to wash you sheets. Just saying." Akito smirked, turning towards the foyer. "See you at work. I'm heading home."
Toshiro stopped and looked confused for a moment before going wide eyed. "Akito!" he yelled, growing angry and disgusted at the same time. "Damnit." He cured, hurrying off to go find one of the maids. "Stupid Akito." He grumbled.