His Fear
Kurosaki was scared, that's all he could comprehend, especially as he stood at the door with the borrowed machine that lay on his shoulder as he stared at the girl who forced his hand into play, the only girl he ever dared feel affections for, Siren Uzumaki. She stood before him in her usual black attire, baggy cargos, spaghetti strapped tank top that was a bit tight and showed some of her stomach, a black silk ribbon for a choker with a simple red guitar pick, the tank top was a dark rose red. She stood on the bed with the pres girl behind her, a lamp lay at her feet as the two girls walked over to him, Siren was, from what he could tell, unharmed as was the other girl. They didn't speak and neither did he, though he gave Siren a death glare that made her tremble, the other girl only looked remorseful and regretful as she took small peaks at her raven haired counterpart. Before they walked out of the hotel, he had to know, no, he needed to know if she fully understood what she just did, he placed his hand on her face, covering it from under her nose and even her chin. He knew he was scaring her, he knew the pained and fear look in her eyes was mostly his doing as he let all his anger and frustration show on his face,
"You stupid fool, do you have any idea what you just did?" he knew he was going to regret this, but for now, he was too scared of the thought of losing her, and she needed to know, not only the consequences of what she just did, but what could've happened had he not gotten to her in time. Kurosaki sat in the front while the two girls sat in the back, the pres girl kept a comforting hand on Siren's but it didn't seem to work, he saw the tears roll down her cheeks, he saw her shoulders were shaking, but once again, he was scared, of the fact she may come to fear even him after this. He stopped at her apartment building, Siren got out and walked to the passenger door, she only stood there awkwardly, trying to hide her own fears from him,
"K-Kurosaki…I-I'm s-sorry" she stuttered, his grip tightened on the wheel and sped off, unable to bear another look at her hurt and pained expression. After he dropped the other brat off he went home, the image of Siren standing in the hotel room with those other guys…he punched his bedroom wall over and over, not caring if he was disturbing the neighbors. Once he decided his wall had taken enough beating he set his phone to charge and flopped on his own bed, trying to think up ways to save what little of their master slave relationship he could, all the while unable to notice the new message he just received. He finally fell asleep with the image of her happy expression, at least, that's what he aimed for, but only got the image of his giant hand covering a third of her head, fear, hurt, and pain evident in her eyes and expression. He did remember the pres girl trying to defend the raven haired girl by saying all the orders Siren gave her, just until someone could save them, in her eyes, and his, they both knew Siren did the best she could under the circumstances, and he was proud she had fought back…but still…that night, Kurosaki barely got any sleep, too scared of the idea of losing not only a good slave but his light as well.
The next day he saw the message and regretted all the anger he had shown her,
Daisy,
Yesterday I did something incredibly stupid and foolish on my part and ended up angering someone very deeply, I understand why he was pissed, I would be too if I were in his shoes, I'm so worried about seeing him again that I barely got any sleep last night. I don't know how I should act around him now…what should I do…?
He sighed and looked to the vending machine, suddenly hatching a small plan. Kurosaki walked over to Siren and gently pressed the can of soda to her cheek, she gasped lightly and turned seeing it was only him she relaxed but still didn't meet his eyes, which showed how horrible she must feel. Timidly she took the soda and smiled lightly at it before opening it, only to have it spray her in the face, the older man laughed as he watched the girl before him flush in anger and start flailing her arms about. He only took the can from her and began chugging huge amounts of it, earning himself several comments about going bald and to hand over her soda back.
While the two played with the can, Kurosaki could feel his fear fading as he watched the now lively girl before him as she reached on the tips of her toes to reach the still too high can, he only smiled warmly at her, which she missed but he didn't care, she'd see it eventually at a later time. When that time was, he had no idea, just as long as his fear stayed away, he didn't care, just as long as she was safe, safe and by his side.