She stared at him blankly, as if in disbelief for his reaction. He held out the ring between his index finger and thumb and stared at her, waiting.

"H-Hiten…" She whispered.

"What?"

"No." She frowned.

"No what?" His brows knotted together.

"No….I can't marry you." She gently pushed his hand away and he frowned.

"Why the hell not?" He growled.

"I…you only want to because…"

"When you told me that day you thought you were…before….I was going to pay for an abortion…" He looked down to the ring and twirled it a little. She looked to her lap. "Then I thought about it and…I mean it when I say I love you. I care for you more than anyone…"

"Hiten, no." She frowned.

"So what are you going to do? Does Bankotsu know?" He tried to stay calm.

"N-No…."

"Are you keeping it?" He demanded.

"I…I think so. I don't know yet…" She whispered.

"So why alone? Do you think your brother will be happy and throw you a fucking baby shower? I can be there for it….I can be there for you…." He whispered.

"No you can't because I'm never supposed to see you again!" She yelled.

"Why not? I've been good to you!"

"Today you have! You're mood changes more than mine!" She argued.

"Does fucking not!" He snapped. She buried her face in his shoulder and he tensed.

"I'm scared…" She mumbled.

"Then stay with me…" He wrapped his arms around her.

"I can't…"

"Do you want to?" He asked and there was a pause. "Think about it." He held her left hand in his palm and slid the ring on her ring finger.

"Hiten…" She looked up to him.

"Are you sure? About…you know…"

"I took three tests…" She whispered.

"Just stay with me…"

"No." She frowned.

"You're sure its mine?"

"Yeah…"

"I need to go before he gets back." He pecked her cheek.

"Stay." She squeezed his hand.

"I can't." He went to pull away.

"Please?"

"Give me a call later if you want." He wrote down his number and tucked it in her bra. "Take care, princess." He smiled and she gave one last tight squeeze on his hand before letting go.

-

She laid on her back and twirled the ring on her finger, occasionally smiling. It was beautiful and there were a few moments where she actually thought about calling him and telling him yes. But she refused, thinking about what he put her through.

Her door opened and she ripped the ring off her finger and stuffed it in her shirt.

"Hey there, gorgeous." Bankotsu jumped beside her on the bed and she smiled.

"Hi." She giggled as he sloppily kissed her cheek.

"What'd you do today?" He yawned and she shrugged.

"Nothing really." She rolled over so her back faced him.

"Wanna go out?" He asked.

"Where?" She cocked her eyebrow.

"Clubbin'. There's this new bar I want to check out." He shrugged.

"No…it's alright." She bit her bottom lip, hoping to avoid questioning.

"Psh, why, you all of a sudden don't like getting drunk?" He rolled his eyes.

'I just…don't feel good today…" She lied. He grunted and put his hand on her forehead.

"You don't feel warm." He frowned. She shook him off and glared.

"I just don't feel good."

"What's wrong? Do you want tea?" He offered.

"No." She rolled on her back.

"Why are you wearing that?" His brows knotted together.

"What?" She blinked. He held up the diamonds on her neck and she blushed. "Well?" He asked and she shrugged. He went to rip it off and she grabbed his hand.

"Please don't…" She frowned up to him.

"Why do you want it?" He asked through his teeth.

"I just do." She tried to push his hand off the necklace but he kept a firm hold.

"Does it mean something to you?" He demanded and she stared blankly, scared to answer.

"It was the….first gift he bought me…" She whispered. He snarled.

"So why is it so fucking important?" He demanded.

"It just is!" She yelled. She sat up and roughly pushed him off.

"What's that?" He pointed to the small paper that half hung out of her bra. Her eyes got wide as he snatched it.

"Nothing!" She felt her face get hot as she tried to get it back.

"He gave you his fucking number?" He growled.

"Give it back!"

"You fucking went to see him!" He yelled.

"That's none of your business!"

"Do you realize what I did for you? The least you could do is not sneak around!' He snapped.

"Bankotsu…please….I'm…." Her voice trailed off, he was too busy ranting to even notice.

"Was he fucking here again? If I find out he was…"

"Bankotsu…"

"I should fucking shove this number up his fucking ass!" He ripped it in half.

"Bankotsu…" She mumbled again as he ripped it in fourths and then eighths.

"Don't you dare fucking talk to him again or I'll kick your ass out and won't have anything to fucking do with you!" He barked and saw tears in her eyes. Her lips trembled and her arms were crossed as she sat on the bed. "Masumi…I didn't mean that…."

"So if I did that you would just leave me and not care what happened?" She whispered with a cracking voice.

"Of course not…I was just angry…" He went to sit beside her and she pushed him off the bed.

"Asshole." She glared

"Masumi….I would never leave you like that."

"What if I fucking loved him? Would you leave me then too?" She yelled.

"Don't talk like that!"

"What if I decided to fucking marry him?" She gasped when he grabbed her arms and roughly shook her.

"Do not fucking threaten me with things you know would never fucking happen!" He yelled and his eyes softened when he saw her terrified eyes. "Masumi."

"Let go!" She swung her knee forward and it hit his stomach. He hunched over and glared.

"You got my stab wound you little bitch." He glared.

"You're as shallow and stupid and ignorant and selfish as him! You try to scare me so I'll listen, too!" She went to bolt for the door and he grabbed her wrist.

"Where do you think you're going?"

"Away from you." She barked and he let her go, knowing he could no longer force her to stay…at least not without being like Hiten.