"Masumi!" Hiten ran in the room and jumped on her bed.
"Hm?" She shifted her wait and rolled on her back to look up to him with lidded eyes. "What?"
"We're moving…" He leaned forward and kissed her neck.
"Ok, ok." She pushed him off and he growled. "Five more minutes." She rolled on her side.
"Now." He barked and she shook her hand as if to dismiss him. He roughly grabbed her wrist, flipped her on her back, and pinned them beside her head.
"Hiten…stop…" She whined.
"Get your ass up!" He shouted and she winced.
"What's your problem?"
"What makes you think you can ignore me?" He snapped. "Well?" She shook her and her lower lip trembled. "Answer me!"
"Nothing." She whimpered and he frowned.
"What did I tell you about being afraid of me?" He demanded and she stared at him with tear-filled eyes.
"Why are you…?" Her voice trailed off.
"I'm asking you a question!"
"You said not to be…"
"Then why are you?"
"Because you're yelling at me!" She yelled.
"Because I'm yelling at you?" He repeated in disbelief. "You've been through way worse."
"Because of you…" She whispered.
"Dammit." He growled through his teeth and she tensed.
"Don't hurt me!" She squeezed her eyes shut.
"Stop saying that!"
"Hiten?" Manten stood in the doorway. He loosened his hold on her and pulled away. "We should get moving…"
"Right…." He crawled off Masumi's bed and watched her curl up in a ball.
"Am I driving again?"
"Yeah…" He snapped himself out of his daze and calmed his anger.
"Alright…just…Souten and I will be downstairs…" He shut the door behind him. Hiten sighed and felt the weight on the bed shift as she crawled off. He glanced over his shoulder and watched her pulled clothes out of her drawers with a frown on her face. She was used to the routine now.
His expression remained blank and he didn't even realize he rolled over completely so his body faced her.
"What?" She whispered and he snapped out his daze yet again.
"Nothing."
"Why are you staring at me?"
"Why are you questioning me?" He crossed his arms.
"I thought you said…you would be kind to me?"
"I've given you the loose leash long enough…you're lucky you've gotten away with as much as you have." He sneered and her frown deepened.
"Then no."
"No what?"
"No…I don't want any part of a relationship with you…" She answered hesitantly.
"And who gave you the choice?" He glared. She blushed and ignored the comment. "Nobody." He stood up and walked beside her. He grabbed her chin and forced her to look up to him. "You are mine." He whispered and she tensed.
He pressed his lips against hers and she instinctively pulled away. He growled but left the room.
-
He opened the door for her and sat beside her in the back seat. She crossed her arms and legs and scooted away. He glared through the corner of his eyes but she never looked up from her lap.
He grabbed her wrist and she pulled away from him.
"Don't start." He whispered through his teeth. He watched her bow her head so her bangs covered her eyes.
"What's going on?" Souten looked back from the front seat.
"Nothing, turn around and don't you dare look back here." Hiten barked and his sister obediently faced forward. Mausmi pressed her side against the door as far away as she could sit from him.
He slowly moved closer to her and she felt her body tremble. He roughly grabbed her arm and pulled her to him. He pulled her on his lap and she squirmed to try and free himself from his embrace. He held her tightly by the waist until she stopped.
"Relax…" He whispered and pulled her back so her side rested against his chest. She rubbed her arms as he softly kissed her neck. "Just be a good girl…"
"I don't want to be!" She shrieked. Manten winced and slightly swerved on the road. She pushed him away and fell on her back. He growled as his brother slammed onto the brakes and he fell on the floor.
"Hiten?" Souten frowned, terrified.
"Dammit, Manten, pull over."
"Yes, brother." He did as he was told. Hiten roughly grabbed Masumi's arm and dragged her out of the car.
"Get in the back with Souten." He ordered. Manten led the now crying Souten to the backseat and they settled in. Masumi leaned her head against the window and bit her bottom lip. Hiten angrily continued the silent ride.
-
He opened her door and she nearly fell out of the car. He held her arm for support as she woke up fully. It was night now and they were in front of another home.
"Sh." He whispered. She realized the vehicle was empty of everything but her. He offered her a hand and she ignored the gesture, still annoyed and afraid by his actions. She stepped down and managed to keep her balance.
He frowned and wrapped an arm around her waist. She tensed but didn't struggle.
"I'm…sorry…" He whispered. She cocked her head at him as they walked inside. He walked her down the hall and she realized it wasn't necessarily her room. "I…I don't like seeing you scared…"
"Mhm…" She nodded and sat on the bed.
"You…don't need to stay in here if you don't want." He scratched the back of his neck.
"Is this your room?" She mumbled.
"Yeah…" He answered and watched her shrug. He sat beside her and she tightly crossed her legs. "I won't…I'm done…if you don't want me to…"
"Liar." She whispered.
"I mean it…" He faced her and she refused to meet his gaze. "I…love you…" He finished in a dry voice and she looked up to him with confusion.
"Then why do you hurt me?"
"Because….I don't want anyone else to have you…" He felt his face get hot.
"But you can't control me."
"But I'd like to…"
"But you can't." She whispered an argument.
"You're beautiful when you smile." He looked up to her again. She looked down and blushed. "And when you're happy…even though I've only seen you happy a few times…"
"Stop…"
"And when you laugh…I love it when you laugh…" He scoffed. "You're always beautiful, though…even when you don't try to be…"
"Hiten…you scared me…"
"and when you get flirty…you look cute…" He smirked up to her. "So…" He stopped when her lips crashed against his. She held the sides of his face in her hands and leaned forward. He fell on his back and she laid on top of him. She pulled away and smirked down to him. "Are you…crying?"
She blushed and wiped away any tears.
"I…I don't know…" She frowned to him.
"You don't know what?"
"If…I could stay with you…"
"Just for now…" He leaned forward. Her frown deepened and he continued to smirk. He grabbed her ribs and tickled her. She laughed loudly as he rolled her on her back and laid on top of her. She smiled to him.
"For now…" She wrapped her legs around his waist.
"Do you want to?"
"I want it." She answered quickly and he smiled.
"How hard?" He whispered as he leaned forward and kissed her neck.
"Hard…" She whispered and placed her hands on his chest. He stood on his knees and ripped his shirt over his head. He claimed her neck with his tongue and she giggled. "And long…" She moaned seductively.
"I think I can…do that…" He mumbled with his face still buried in her shoulder. His hands wandered to the front of her pants and he struggled.
"Hurry…" She whispered. "Or I'll change my mind." He growled to the remark and his hands moved quicker. He finally undid the buttons and roughly tugged at them. "Now…" She moaned.
"Shut up!" He grunted. He sat on his knees and pulled her pants down her legs hastily. She slipped her ankles out and sat up in front of him. She undid his pants and he quickly pulled them off. He jumped on top of her and pinned her wrists beside her head.
"Mm…."
"I'm going to tear you apart…" He whispered and she giggled. He harshly pulled her up by her shoulders and pulled her shirt over her head. She pushed him on his back and sat on his waist.
She brought her hands behind her back and unhooked her bra. He smirked with a lustful glint in his eyes and she blushed as she slowly removed the small piece of clothing. He held her hips and she gasped as he moved her in a circular motion. He flipped her below him and removed his boxers in the blink of an eye.
He held the bottom of her thighs in the air as he pushed himself into her. Her back lifted off the bed and she wrapped her arms around his neck.
"You like that?" He grunted.
"Yes." She moaned and he smirked. He continued in and out of her and her moans and facial expressions kept his smug expression. She licked her lips and he forced his tongue into her mouth. He pulled away to catch his breath and tried to increase his speed. She shifted her hips to give him better access and he gladly took it.
"Hiten…" She whispered and panted.
"Who do you belong…to?" He whispered.
"You!" She answered without second thought.
"Good girl." He groaned as her body moved with his.
"Deeper…" She whispered again in his ear and he complied. "Don't…stop…"
"I won't." He squeezed his eyes shut and she grabbed his shoulders tightly to pull him closer.
He continued pumping in and out of her, increasing speed, but felt himself grow tired. He pulled out and her breaths got sharp. He flipped her on her stomach and she gasped as he entered her again.
He thrust inside of her one last time before pulling out and collapsing on her.
"I…I love you…" She whispered as he rolled off her. He wrapped his arm around her and held her close. Her ring tone went off and they jumped. He pecked her forehead.
He dug through the pockets of his jeans that were on the bed and cleared his throat.
'Yeah?'
'Hiten?' Bankotsu's voice asked calmly.
'Yeah.' He tried not to sound breathless.
'I have the money.' He answered. Hiten dropped the phone.
What was he supposed to do now?