"Forget Me Not"
"Accept the offer," she immediately responded. It took him a moment before he realized what she had said and once he did, Haruna could see the vein on his temples bulging and his eyes ready to burst.
"What?" He shouted, "Why would you want that?" It disgusted him just thinking about marrying with someone he held no interest in, plus the fact that he didn't even know who the woman was going to be. It made him feel bitter just thinking about how Haruna would have to hide in the shadows. Boasting about his love for her was what he loved to do best if it wasn't worshiping his beloved pureblood Kaname.
She didn't really have an honest answer. "You said if we didn't take this, we both would have to become strangers and live our own lives. Doing that, your father still would have forced you to marry someone. We might as well make the best of our situation. Though, I'm surprised father-in-law let us actually still be together-"
"It's not because it was out of generosity. He only let us be together because he knew it would hurt us more this way... He really does have ill intentions." She bit her tongue. He would never like her.
Though, she didn't have the heart to hate him. She couldn't blame him; if she had a child whose successful life was being ruined by some outsider, she probably wouldn't like the situation either. "Then we'll prove to him that even something like this won't separate us."
Aido admired the look in her eyes, "I'm impressed. When did you get so much confidence?"
She couldn't tell him that the source of her false bravery was he himself; he'd get all cocky and want to do something perverted. Besides, 'I love you' seemed too heavy for her little heart to convey. "When will this other woman get here?"
"Who knows. In an hour, the next day; I don't even want to know."
The both of them avoided eye contact after an awkward silence, unsure of how they would get through the situation. How long would the lie last for? But most importantly to Haruna, would Aido still love only her after this?
Later
"I brought some apples for you mom," Haruna smiled warmly at her mother who returned a similar one. She noticed her mother looking around with a slight blush. "What are you looking for?"
Her mother cleared her throat a bit, opening the windows. "No one, it's just hot in here. By the way, where is my dear son-in-law?" Haruna facepalmed. Of course, even his charms would captivate her mother.
She laughed a little, "He's at the academy so he couldn't come today. Are you going to make apple pie?"
Her mother gave her a slight glare, "I see. You only bring apples to have mother cook for you right?" Haruna scratched the back of her head, caught in her little plan.
"I can't help it. I miss mom's food." She sat herself at the table, already peeling the apples. While she did, couldn't help but glance at the calendar hanging on the wall. When will this woman come to take Aido away from her? It could be seconds.
"Quit spacing out or you'll cut yourself!" Her mother scolded. Haruna, frightened, quickly went back to focusing solely on apples. She was glad her mother was quite the dull person, otherwise she would've seen the tears that almost fell. "By the way Haruna..."
Haruna listened. "We apologize for letting you go through so much. I'm sorry you had to be the one to protect this family - a thousand apologies wouldn't be able to save you from the hurt you had experienced. . ."
She found her knife digging into the apple before snapping back to reality. Her mother was right, sorry wasn't going to do anything. At one point in life, she had wanted to hate her family forever. If fate hadn't allowed her to meet with Aido that night... who knows how far she would have fallen.
He saved her. He saved her, and that was why she wasn't willing to let their relationship crumble so easily.
"I forgive you."
The shock in her mother's eyes faded when she saw Haruna smiling. The old her would not have been able to say those words. "Thank you," her mother's tears fell into the pie. Haruna pretended to not see.
Later
Aido flipped, sitting up while pulling the sheets to his chest, frightened by her words. "Why are you saying that as though you'll disappear forever?" Now he would have to sleep with one eye open! The thought of waking up without her by his side - it hurt more than Kaname slapping him.
"No, it's nothing like that," she tugged the sheets back, "I just want you to know that I appreciate what you do for me."
He eyed her, sinking painfully slowly back into bed. "Aido... what about me do you like?"
He closed his eyes but the wrinkle between his brows was still there. She felt awful for making him feel worried. "I don't know, should I tell you? You might get cocky if I compliment you too much," he joked, laughing hysterically to himself. She admired his beauty, not wanting to taint his grace.
"Well," he yawned, eyes still closed, "I like your hidden bravery. You make cute noises, especially in bed- ow. Sorry," he rubbed his leg after she kicked him from under the covers. "I like how you don't understand how beautiful you are..." He opened one eye to see that blush that he loved so much.
She hid beneath the lavender-scented sheets, "I don't like you one bit."
He smiled, pleased with how she was such a bad liar. "What don't you like about me?"
She didn't hesitate, "You're mean. You're cocky. You're..." her voice became lost when she saw how much closer he was getting. The yearning look in his eyes was there again and he crept closer, "You're... obsessed. You're a liar. You're... close."
He managed to pin her beneath. Of course, doing so was never hard when she was easily frightened by that hungry look in his eyes. "Anything else?" He whispered, his eyes already undressing her.
She kept her mouth shut, afraid that if she spoke she would lose the little concentration she was using to put her arms over her chest to hide from him. He snickered, "Put your arms down Haruna. We both know you're as defenseless as a lamb in front of a lion."
He'd be lying if he said he wasn't astounded by how still and stubborn she was. She gasped, her posture disturbed when she felt him press against her. 'He's... hard,' she thought, terrified by how much energy he had in him.
Aido smirked, leaning in dangerously close, "I think it's obvious that you're not leaving this room unscatched Haruna," he pressed his lips against her forehead, then whispering, "do something if you don't want this." Her mouth quickly opened to say something, but not a word left it.
She didn't know if it was because she was speechless or because she wanted this, but either way, she couldn't deny the fact that she knew he was going to use every second to his advantage.
"I've already gone rough the first time, mild the second time... Would you like it if I made love to you ever so gently this time?" She blushed, hating how he always said what he was going to do - it made her all the more terrified. But the thought of him loving her gently? She couldn't imagine it. In her eyes, he had the shortest temper and self restraint in bed.
When she didn't answer, he widened his grin all the more. "I'll take that as a yes," he kissed her earlobe so softly, it felt like air on her skin. The warm tickling sensation traveled down to her neck. "Sorry my dear Haruna," Aido looked up sincerely, the tip of his fangs visible including his crimson eyes.
However, instead of biting into her skin, he reached up, caressing the area on her neck as though to calm her down before making a small cut with his nail. It hurt, although she had to admit it was a lot less painful than having his one-inch fangs penetrating into her flesh.
The breath on her wound with the warm touch of his tongue made her squirm. He licked the gash timidly, as though he were apologizing for hurting her. The pain numbed when he tasted the last bit of blood on her. "You're more sensitive to my touches when I'm treating you kindly," he noted, receiving a sneer.
Her body shuddered at the touch of his hands on her breasts, "Ah, let's get this nightgown out of the way shall we?" She buried her face into the sheets, not wanting to watch him gaze at her naked self as he tore away at her clothes. "Sorry, that wasn't very gentle was it?" He grinned sheepishly at the strips of cloth in his hands.
She shook her head, a little amused that he was still such a child. He proceeded to molest her, his hands roaming around in places she was afraid to even look at. As he promised, she felt her body being planted with feather-like kisses, down her neck, to her breasts, and her stomach.
She could only hear his embarrassing remarks and the grinding of her teeth. "You're awfully quiet, Haruna-chan," he spoke while continuing to make her feel good. "Won't you even make one whimper?" She resisted.
A small chuckle left his lips, "That's fine. Just don't bite your tongue trying to hold back," he delved his tongue into her belly button, his hands holding her hips still. She bit into the pillowcase; this was probably worse than his rougher side.
The agonizing pain in the teasing was enough to force her to gasp out, "Please... just get it over with already..." Aido was pleased to see the reaction. Unfortunately for her, Aido had inherited his father's sadistic trait.
"Your wish is my command," he towered over her, watching with delight as she shifted uncomfortably beneath, feeling his manhood at her entrance. "You're wet," he snickered, placing a simple kiss on her lips. "I'm sorry for teasing you like this," he pushed in slowly, feeling her tense up.
Haruna felt his grip on her waist tighten and he could feel her grip on his arms tighten. "Haruna," he whispered and she could see the relief in his eyes as he pushed further in, "Aishiteru."
That was his first time directly telling her he loved her. Before she could react to his words, she felt him completely inside, "Ai... do," the first thrust was steady and upcoming ones kept with the pace. The sensation in her abdomen climbed higher with each one and she could see the struggle in his face to not push too hard.
He pushed her up to the head of the bed with each thrust, each one becoming harder and quicker. "Hanabusa..." she moaned unintentionally, encouraging him to go deeper.
He stopped for a second, turning her over so that she was facing down on the bed. His hands pushed down on her back, pushing in even more than before. He leaned in, kissing down her spine while he pulled out and slammed harder.
Her vision began to blur and besides the burning sensation in her gut, she felt nothing else but fear. While he was making love to her, she could only picture the dark future - how long was he going to continue looking at her with kindness? How much will change once he gets a second wife?
She stared at the right on her left hand. 'Please don't take the only love I've ever found away.'