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I'm creepy, deal with it.

"Secrets Unfolded"

Her dull dark chocolate colored eyes made sure to avoid those of Aido's, especially after what almost happened last night. Haruna felt as though her heart plummeted from Mount Everest each time she recalled how lustful he stared at her, the words he spoke, 'your role as my lover also includes serving my.. Needs.'

She shivered at the thought of her in bed with a man, one that she hardly knew. Still, even though he too didn't know a thing about her, he had been treating her with a lot of patience and kindness.

Her shoulders only tensed more as the car came to a slow stop in front of a house that was quite decent and one that felt… Nostalgic. It reminded her of something warm and of a happy childhood. "This is the place," Aido spoke, interrupting her peaceful thoughts. Her heart raced, skipping around inside her petite figure, trying to find a way out. This was it, the moment where she'd finally see her family again after being separated from them for months.

After they were so in debt, she had sold herself off to the 'bad men' to save them from being chopped up and put into the black market. And once again, she sold herself off, but this time to a good man who would provide them a home and necessities. The young blonde pulled the door open for her, leading her out of the car. She couldn't take her eyes off the place, thinking that just behind the closed doors, her family was behind it.

"D-do they know we're here?" She finally broke the ice wall between the two. He sighed, relieved that she wasn't going to put up the stalemate any longer.

"They know." What would they think of her? Would they be welcoming? She shook her head in annoyance, how could she think of such a thing? Of course they would accept her, or so, she forced to tell herself. She braced herself for the fateful meeting, raising her hand to knock on the wooden door. With three loud thumps, the door opened ajar, revealing a pair of peculiar eyes.

"I'm home mom," her shaky voice spoke. Her fears were vanished when she was embraced by strong arms, "Haruna's back everyone!" She rejoiced. She could hear other footsteps coming to meet her. Her heart was lifted so high, she felt so happy, a feeling that she had forgotten a long time ago but was remembered today. To have that emotion back was all thanks to that unreal, too good to be true man named Aido. She glanced back to him, trying not to give him a sad expression.

He could only grin to see her joy and she felt a pit of guiltiness building in her gut. He was giving her all of this and yet she had nothing to return. She wouldn't even give him her body to which he requested. But yet, she knew that forcing herself to like him was also wrong. Her debates ceased as she was greeted by the entire family. "Haruna!" They all pulled her away from the vampire.

Later

"Do you honestly have to leave now?" Her mother held a sorrowful look that broke Haruna's heart to pieces. She wished to stay forever with her mother, with her siblings, with her home.. But even she knew that it was impossible. That man, Aido Hanabusa owned her now. She was his.

A promise was a promise, and she knew that she should be grateful that he was even letting her see them. She glanced at the vampire to see that he was occupied, checking his watch every now and then. He was already prepared to leave, and she knew he wouldn't leave without her.

"I have to go mom," she tried so hard to keep the tears from falling out, barely succeeding. It took every muscle, every strength for her to pull away from her family. The aristocrat obviously was able to sense the depressed aura oozing off her pores. He sighed, frowning a little.

"Now I feel like the bad guy," he tried to cheer her up to no avail. "Come on, cheer up. I'm letting you see them twice a month. That's more than what you got back then, right?" She knew he was right. She quickly placed on a fake grin, knowing that she had no right to put him down as well.

"Thank you for letting me see them today.." He seemed surprised a bit, seeing her in the best mood she had yet. Usually, she would be frowning and grimacing. This other side of her was making him feel less guilty.

Days Later

Though Haruna had gotten everything a girl could ever wish for, she still had homework to do living as the princess of the household. While Aido was at Cross Academy, she found herself at home learning the necessities of being elegant.

"Stand up straight," her tutor scolded, holding fierce eyes as though she would bite her any second. She struggled to just breathe while standing straight. She was definitely regaining the bruises again.

"How.. Can one stand with a puffy dress like this?" She gasped, shaking her hips to show that the dress really was like a cotton ball.

"If you have such effort to talk, you'd better use that effort into perfecting your posture!" Haruna held an apologetic expression, hoping to get some sympathy out of the cold woman, gaining none. "Hn. How could the prince of the Aido family set his standards so low?" The woman left the room, disappointed.

Haruna too felt upset, though her tutor was only speaking the truth. "I don't even know why," she answered, mainly to herself. She pretended to act fancy, twirling while grinning to herself, only to find herself looking like an idiot.

"Lady Haruna, Aido-sama is here," one of the maids informed. Usually a fiancée would be glad to hear that their spouse were back, but she instead held a face that wanted to hide away from the world.

Hesitantly, she trudged out of the dressing room to find Aido. He made it clear that when he returned from the academy, he wanted a warm welcoming. It was one of the requirements of her being his future wife.

Even though it was a simple task, she felt like a fool. Walking down the staircase, she made sure to watch her step. She always somehow found a way to stumble down, especially when wearing such heels. When she made it towards the end, she noticed that her 'fiancée' was occupied with entertaining a guest. While eavesdropping, she figured that his name was Akatsuki.

"You mean you've never even done anything with her?" Akatsuki asked, holding such a baffled face.

"Not once!" Aido exclaimed, pacing back and forth in distress. She held a frown, realizing that they were speaking of her.

"Gossiping?" She tilted her head, curious.

"Not even a kiss," the blonde continued, ashamed that even he couldn't get a thing out of the human.

"She's impressive," his friend noted. Haruna blushed, mostly from embarrassment. Did he really feel unwanted? It's not like she found him disgusting, she found him highly attractive, naturally. But the thought of her lips placed against a man, especially a vampire, was something she'd like to avoid. "Is she the innocent type?"

"I doubt she lived in a household full of men without knowing what sex was."

Her face was really red, up to the point where one could just mistaken her for an apple. But this time, her face wasn't red of embarrassment. It was out of anger. Did he even realize what she went through in the hell hole? Using that example was something far beyond a joke. It was a slap in the face, some kind of rude mockery.

The steam fuming off of her must've attracted attention because the two vampires eventually noticed her presence. "Haruna," Aido called, concerned as of why she was holding such a threatening face. He reached out towards her, only to get assaulted in the process as she slapped his face, quite hard that it'd make him, a vampire, wince.

Tension rose in the air and almost everyone was attracted to the scene. Everyone who was looking just witnessed a human girl slapping their prince. The thought was incomprehensible. But even though everyone was staring, she didn't find it embarrassing to speak her mind.

"Do you think that me living with a house full of men was some kind of joke? That place was like a goddamn brothel where I was a victim, and yet you're speaking so carefree about it like it's some fairytale you pulled out of the shelf!"

Aido stared at the broken girl, seeing that she was on the verge of tears. It finally dawned on her that dozens of vampires were just whispering to each other, wondering what all the commotion was all about. She shy'd away, knowing that they'd come up with rumors and all sorts of gossip. She just had enough of it.. Enough of everyone judging her, enough of him and his sweet words to her.

He took her in and yet he didn't know a thing about her. "I quit being your stupid treasure," she brushed past him, leaving everyone in questions as of why she would make such an outburst like that.

Later

She listened to the eerie screeching sound of the swing set as she sat on it while swishing back and forth in the wind at a park. The streetlamp provided some comfort for her while she was alone at night. After causing such a scene, of course she felt awful and wanted to hide away. Everyone must've thought she was a lunatic. She cursed at herself, wondering why she let her past get the best of her.

If she were to quit being his fiancée, what would happen to her family? The image of their happy faces was because of Aido, and if she were to stop the entire deal, they'd be no longer joyful. "Since I don't have any pride left.. Should I go apologize?" She asked herself, only to shake her head afterwards. The entire fight was clearly his fault, right? He had no right to go prancing around and chanting about her story to the world, especially when he had no idea what went inside that 'brothel.'

She looked at the ground the entire time, burying her feet in the cold moist dirt. It was then that she noticed a pair of shoes in front of her, belonging to a certain man. She didn't dare look up. "You're here to lecture me right? And then you're going to throw me back into that place-"

"Were you…" Aido's voice started, coming out as a whisper. He felt troubled for the first time, the word he wanted to ask lodged at his throat. It was a simple word that held a lot of sorrow behind it. "Were you raped?" He asked, steadily this time.

She clicked her heels together, ashamed to answer. Though she didn't, it was enough to confirm his worries. "You must think I deceived you right? Now I'm a dirty woman who doesn't deserve to be by your side.." she sighed, knowing that this situation would've eventually come. "Well.. Now you know why I'm always so insecure," she scoffed, trying to lighten the only then realized how messed up her life was. The woman he took in wasn't any plain Jane. She was a broken girl with no childhood.

The beautiful man stared at the girl, feeling sorry. "I didn't think that you deceived me…" He stunned her, holding her hand. She didn't look at him, she looked at the hand that held hers, feeling a tiny, just a small bit, of joy. She wondered why she hadn't seen it before, but she saw this imaginary halo, a pleasant aura emanating from him.