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Tora trailed behind Tsuikiko and a distance not entirely comfortable. He was a yard behind her, just watching. He liked way her skirt swung. The way her hair copied the motion. The way she would occasionally look back to make sure she was still being followed. He liked the challenge, not the girl. She broke the silence, "You know, this isn't really how an escort works." She turned around, but continued walking backwards. There was a mischievous glint in her eye. She wanted him to come after her. Like hell she was going to show it.
Tora snickered at how clueless she was, "I guess we don't have a full grasp on what an 'escort is."
Tsuikiko scoffed and turned back around. "Are you going to give directions or..?"
"Getting to escort you was just an excuse to speak to you, but you do really need an escort. Your sense of direction is appalling"
Her eyes flickered with surprised look that Tora didn't catch, "What's really appalling is that you decided to use that as a pick up." The evenness in her voice surprised her more than the insult.
He liked the game that they were playing. It made him even more interested. "Don't flatter yourself. I would never stoop so low." He was toying with her impression of him, "I wanted to know what a peasant was like and I appear to have come to the right person." He wanted to get a reaction out of her. He wanted to see her blood boil and burn him. The look in a furious girl's face is what he relished most.
Tsuikiko knew what she was about to say was the furthest from correct as it got, but she couldn't think of anything else to say. In a hushed, soft yet stinging voice she said, "You should've just gone to your father." He came to a stop. He was astounded by the nerve on her. He got her blood going, but it didn't exploded as it usually should. He wasn't hurt by the comment at all; he could care less about what people thought of his father. Tora was none the less intrigued with his new found target.
He closed the gap between them and whispered in her ear, "You're feisty, I like that."
Tsuikiko's gaze met Tora's, "Too bad I don't like you." She quickened her pace and walked up the stairs alone.
Tora stopped following her not because he was angry or annoyed, but he thought she might out-do him if he said anymore. One side of his mouth lifted into a devious grin.
Tsuikiko found her way to the Headmaster's office sooner or later and knocked twice. A deep voice emerged from the still shut door, "Come in." She slowly opened the door and quietly stepped inside.
"I have the understanding that you wanted to see me, sir," she said it in a demanding, but somehow respectful way.
"I don't have any plans to meet with a student today." He eyed her suspiciously
"The president sent me here, sir." She began to pick up that he wasn't just talking about the escort being an excuse, the whole meeting had been an excuse. She didn't want to awkwardly step out of his office saying that it wasn't her fault so she let the conversation continue.
The Headmaster sighed in disappointment, "Don't always believe what he says, miss. He plays a wicked game."
She nodded and took her leave. That damned Igarashi. Having me embarrass myself in front of the Headmaster on my first week. Screw this kid. Forget working for his company, I'd rather glue the fuzz on tennis balls for a living. Tsuikiko walked back to class with a small grudge now attached to her. She knew that Igarashi was bad news when it came to girls and she wasn't about to experience it fist hand.
The day ended with her teacher handing her test back. She didn't even bother to look at it. It would be the standard 100. She packed her things in her bag and walked down the lecture based room. She almost tripped on a step and heard a snicker. Her head jerked up. "What do you want, Igarashi?" She said the question with annoyance not afraid to be seen.
He walked towards her in a deathly slow manner with his hands in his slacks. He lightly grabbed her tie and looked into her eyes, "I want to play with you."
She had no reaction. Just remained perfectly still unless he released her. She didn't want to get involved with this guy in any shape or form. She held her eye contact with him and gave him the slowest, most agonizingly bored blink she could possibly think of.
He scowled and let go. She walked past him in an arrogant flip of her incredibly long hair and exited the room. Tora slammed his just rejected hand onto the table. His jaw was clenched in frustration. He ran the same hand through his hair and left.
Tsuikiko had no desire to be friends with an Igarashi. The Igarashis are known for leaving a path of destruction wherever they go. She took her helmet of the handle bars and fitted it on head. She swung one leg over her all black bike and started the engine. She managed to cause a scene after school everyday by the engine roaring. She didn't care. It got her noticed. She was about to dart out of the parking lot when a white limo pulled up beside her. She cut the engine and took off her helmet, shaking out her hair.
The window rolled down. "If you look that good taking anything else off, you might just have to put on a show," I winked as the sentence stopped.
Tsuikiko scoffed. She remained on her bike and with one eyebrow raised, stared at Igarashi. She wanted to be the one person who could shatter the composure he had up.
Not being able to hold the look any longer he started, "You need a ride?"
She motioned to her bike, "Are you stupid?" She said it with a chilling calmness. There was no rise or dip in her voice, just smooth words flowing, floating, and slapping Tora in the face.
"Let's go." He propped his elbow up on the window still and gave her the look of a challenger. If she didn't go, it would show she's scared of him. If she did go, it would show that she wanted him. Neither of those outcomes were true so she stayed motionless.
"We have food at my place."
"I'm in. Move over." She leaped from her bike and had her hand on the door by the end of the d. He laughed a low and teasing laugh that made a shiver go up her spine. She was nowhere near to being afraid of this guy, but he put her on edge. He put her on the edge of a cliff. He scooted over a good two inches which mad Tsuikiko cock her head in annoyance. She climbed over him and into the next seat over and made a thud when she sat.
Tora looked over, "Nice butt, by the way." Tsuikiko made a noise of utter disgust and looked out the window.
"I'm leaving my bike at the school for this, you now. If it gets stolen, you're buying me a new one," she threatened, "If not, I'm getting out." She looked at him with a cold, hard, demanding stare.
He held his hands up in surrender, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever you want." She leaned back in her seat and looked straight ahead, chin held high. He wondered why she wasn't reacting to is harsh words and advances. "Uh, have we met before."
Her eyes widened. He recognized her. This would put an end to her reputation at Miyabigaoka. She covered it well. "Wow. You have so many toys that you don't even know which ones you play with."
He liked the bitterness rolled up in every sentence. He was going to have his way with her. He was going to change her and make her listen to every command he breathed. He would make her obey and be the good little girl he knew she could be. Tora looked at her out of the corner of his eye and realized she hasn't looked at him since they've gotten in the car. So, she likes to play hard to get. It won't last long. "I wonder how long you're going to keep this up, Tsuikiko," he taunted.
"I know, right? My patience for you is wearing quite thin." He noticed the distaste in her voice. He forgot all about the lust for her and was now genuinely curious where this passion was coming from.
"Why don't you like me?" He said it in a serious tone. He was the authority now and she could feel it. She didn't want to give him the satisfaction of a straight answer."
"Is this too much of a shock? You're so used to having everyone beg at your feet that you don't like the fact that you're begging at mine." She looked at him right then and there. Her eyes were oblivion and showed no end. You could go inside and find nothing but ice blue surrounding you.
This was enough for Tora. He had been holding back for the whole limo ride. He placed a hand on her thigh. She acted like she didn't seem to care. She made no attempt to move it. Though, the lack of resist didn't show that she liked it, it showed that she was too disinterested to take him seriously. He was fed up. He was going to make her want him. He yanked her thigh so that she would be facing him. She let her head bob with the forceful movement. She teased, "Oh my, Tora. Don't be so forceful, I'm very delicate." She traced her fingers along the side of his draw and let her hand drop. He yanked her thigh again so that in slid towards him and her back hit the bottom of the seat. She realized that this wasn't a joke anymore. She could see the lust and rage in his eyes and he climbed on top of her and pinned her down. She kept cool and showed nothing in her eyes.
He leaned down and whispered in a hot breath, "Are you that much of a slut that you don't get aroused when I do this?"
She laughed. There wasn't anything seductive or response about it. She bit her lip and looked at him with chilling eyes. A silky whisper came off her lips, "Trust me, I'm quite sensitive," she caressed his cheek with her free hand, "but, you just don't do it for me." She gave a pitied smile and lightly tapped his chest as an instruction to get off of her. He retracted back into the seat. He didn't want to show his embarrassment. So instead, he held a nonchalant position and waited for the rest of the ride home.
"We're here, Mr. Igorashi," his driver called through the partition.
"C'mon, Tsuikiko." He held his hand out for her which she reluctantly took. She was greeted by a huge all glass house that spanned across acres. She looked up at him in question. "What do you think," he said with a smirk.
She looked back up at him. He was tall. Way too tall. He was probably 6'1 With an added two inches because of the hair. He was slenderly built with biceps you could see through the uniform. His eyes are what got her. They were golden with a amber sheen. "It's too small for an ego as big as yours," she said as she let her hand fall from his. She walked off in the direction of the front doors, not waiting for him. Igarashi Tora decided on the spot that he was going to make her life suck until she wanted him.
He followed her into the house and she was already laying on the couch with a can of Sprite in one hand and the remote on the other. She called out to him, "Hey, Igarashi, how do I leave the menu! I can't find the exit button." He proceeded to tower over her and grabbed her hands. He guided one of them to the exit button.
"It's. Right. Here," he said quietly so none of the maids could hear.
"Get off of me, Igarashi," she said in a haste. They spent another couple of hours watching reality T.V. while Tora did commentary on their 'horrid' outfits. She was positioned as far away on the couch as possible from him and he kept scooting closer. Tora knew that she wanted distance, but like he was going to allow that. Having enough, Tsuikiko spoke up, "Hey, Igarashi…," she turned towards him, "I'm going home. Give me a ride."
"Can't you walk? Why do I need to be your babysitter?" He looked at her with a roll of his eyes and an exhausted look.
"Fine. I'll take the bus." She didn't wait for Tora to react. She was gone.
He ran a hand through his hair and pointed at a maid with lazy eyes, "You…,get me a glass of wine."
A/.N.
Hey guys! I just wanted to say thank you for reading the second chapter to my new project. This will be a long ongoing project of mine. Thank you to oreoinqwbu for going out of her way to review my first chapter. Criticism is welcomed and if you guys want a better story, you need to tell me. I'm open to ideas and story archs that you guys may be thinking of. Again, please continue reading because there will be updates at least every week!