Let's get to it shall we?

"..Mr John and his American-Asian daughter, Kelly Song."

He sat down and looked quite pleased with himself.

"My daughter is to be your son's fiance, Mr. Morinozuka?" asked the man in a deep throaty voice.

I froze, what did he mean fiance?

What about Keira? What about my friends? My life?

I stared at my father, who looked away with guilt in his eyes.

My mother looked terribly sorry for me.

Satoshi patted my arm and felt sorry for me, he said.

"Yes, yes, Jon-san. He is." Said my mother.

I looked at the girl.

She had the fair white skin of a Westerner but the paleness of an Asian.

Her eyes seemed to bore into me; fire dancing in each pupil.

She had red nails, as red as blood.

She smiled at me, but it was more of a shark's smile, before it devours you.

I don't know exactly why but I felt a sense of foreboding for her.

"Excuse me, please." Said I.

I rushed out of the dining room and into my own room with their voices trailing behind me.

I couldn't breathe. What would happen to Keira if she found out about this?

I drew myself into my thinking position so the thoughts would flow easier.

I couldn't, just couldn't do this.

But my father did mention that this is for my family and company's best interest...

'Just for your stinking honour, duty and family, you are going to give up the most gorgeous, smartest and one of a kind girl in the world?'

'Shut up conscience! I'm trying to think! What do I do, oh what do I do?'

'March in there and slam your fist on the table and just refuse! Is that so frikin' hard?'

I ignored it and continued wailing in my head.

I decided to call my friends. Only Kyoya-san and Tamaki-san, I guess.

I called Tamaki-san first.

"Hello, Mori-senpai?"

"Hello, Tamaki-san. I need your help this time..."

We talked for a while on the phone about my dilemma.

"Don't give up love and friendship for family. I almost did that but luckily I didn't." Advised him.

I thanked him kindly before he began to blather some idiotic nonsense about bananas and monkeys and the twins.

I called Kyouya-san next. He was busy he said.

I actually begged him, really a lot. I guess desperate is the right word.

He sighed. I could picture him pushing his glasses up now...

"What is it, Mori-senpai?"

I explained again.

"Well, it just seems that you know what you have to do. Good luck."

I'm in a freaking problem all that entire bloody bastard can say is 'Good luck'.

I expected this from Kyouya-san... ==lll

I Hung up after he said his last word and collapsed on the floor, white and lifeless.

(A.N. We see this all the time in anime...The 1 where characters change into white dolls...)

I woke up, and starched my head. I needed to be somewhere to think properly, my favourite place in the house.

The garden was very lonely at night, just the way I liked it.

It is a lovely garden, so lovely it reminded me of Keira, so I started loving it.

There was a large pond in it, just like the Haninozuka's but it had a wide selection of flowers and the night air was laden with their sweet scents.

I sat down on a patch of wet grass, but I didn't care.

Only Keira was on my mind, what should I do?

I sprung up as I heard the crunch of footsteps coming my way.

She was here, my forced fiancé.

She sat next to me, while I turned my head away from her.

She cupped my chin in her hand and turned my face to hers while I struggled to pull away.

"What's the matter, my loving husband-to-be?" asked her sarcastically.

I tried to stay emotionless, but inside I was screaming for her to leave.

"Listen, Ms. Song, you are absurdly beautiful but I love someone else, so please call the marriage off, I beg of you." I said in a quiet voice.

I hoped I sounded convincing.

She laughed the sound bitter and dry, not at all like Keira's tinkling of melodious bells.

She let her hand fall from my face.

"Oh, that low class Keira person?"

I froze, how did she know of Keira and me?

"I know all about you and her," said her, obviously enjoying the moment, her voice too sugary and sweet.

"But you will surely forget her because we are about to get married." She said vivaciously.

She was a descendant of a witch, an evil and cruel queen of her own domain, a terrible and horribly sad ending to a fairytale.

I stood up but in an instant, she knocked me down, the action pushing her on top of me on the down, our faces inches apart.

She caressed my face as I squirmed and tried to push her off gently.

"You can have all you always wanted, your family too, or shall I ask my dad to make you all beggars on the streets of Tokyo?" whispered her.

I stopped moving, considering all the possibilities.

"What do you want, you monster?" asked I while cursing my company for serving these kind of customers.

"Now that's better," purred her seductively.

She kissed me on the cheek, hoping to turn this into something more, I think...

She got off me while brushing the grass away from her designer red gown.

"Good night, my love," she said whilst winking at me.

I wanted to vomit and barf at the same time, but don't blame me.

I know what I have to do. Starting from this day on, I no longer love Keira and Keira will no longer love me.

I'm so sorry Keira but it has to be this way, we can never be together, for fate has parted us.

As the lavender blossoms blew in the wind, I plucked one from the air and stared at the purple flower.

I blew it away from my palm at last.

I love you, Keira.

Oh my God, so sad! (sobs while writing)