"Where did you say she wants to meet you?" Akira asked laughing as he saw Tsukasa scrambling through his high rise apartment in the neighbourhood made for people who hated anything that wasn't obscenely priced, Roppongi Hills. "You can't be serious! You can say no you know."
Tsukasa froze turning around to look at his friend with a gaze so squinty, a grumpy grandmother would be jealous. "I know that." He rolled his eyes and continued rifling through his luggage from Hong Kong. God, he knew he'd kept his passport in here somewhere...so where was that blasted thing?
"Do you? Makino Tsukushi says jump, and you jump!" To illustrate, Akira pretended like he was going to jump and then shrugged it off laughing. "So you're going to her family's resort for the next three days."
"She said her father insisted." He mumbled low, half-hoping Akira wouldn't hear because he was 100% certain that would enlist another peal of laughter from his most sane friend.
By all logical measures, he should have told her to fuck off and that he wasn't going to come to the resort...but part of him was curious. Why was the Makino resort concept so popular? "Meeting the parents! Wow, are you guys moving fast! Almost like you have another engagement heading your way."
"Fuck off Akira." He finally let out. "It's not like that. This is serious."
"Oh wow...engagements are serious bro."
"I meant about the case you ass fucker." Akira's eyebrows were raised. "Okay fine, I'll take that back but I'm going there to get a sense of the man, the family, see what makes them tick put them down, finish the case so I can jet off again to wherever the fuck I want away from that woman whose messing with my mind-" The list of things Tsukasa went on to say tired Akira just hearing them.
Since his break up with Shigeru, the man had been unhealthily obsessed with running away from his mother.
It was counter-intuitive considering what had conspired in the past little while since Tsukasa had broken it off with her. "Just to confirm we're still talking about your mother?"
"No, of course not! I'm talking about Makino Tsukushi!" At that Akira laughed harder, maybe he had to give Tsukushi some credit, at least she'd managed to get Tsukasa's mind off his mother. No small feat considering how single-minded his best friend was. "Found it!" Tsukasa rose up triumphant from his messy luggage, an ecstatic grin gracing his face so even Akira was shell-shocked at how happy Tsukasa looked at the prospect there was no obstacle to this impromptu vacation with his lawyer nemesis.
"Tsukasa…" Akira mumbled softly as he observed the way the man moved erratically around the room, oddly reminiscent of a Tsukasa who used to nervously rattle around the house before a date with Shigeru. "You okay?" He asked softly as Tsukasa turned to look at him confused.
Akira was oddly reminded of the time that Tsukasa yelled at him when he'd burst out laughing at how much gel it really took to straighten out the Domyouji standard curly hair. "Of course I am, why wouldn't I be?" He scoffed back and shook his head. "Is your head okay? You look like someone punched you in the stomach."
Akira could have corrected him on his body part usage, but he chose to let it ride. "I'm just worried…"
"Don't worry, I know I'm going onto her turf but I won't let her take advantage of me."
Akira was 100% sure that Tsukasa really wasn't aware of how that came out sounding. "Sure, you won't." He clapped a hand on his friends back. "Come on, lets get you to the airport. Oh…and by the way for future reference. For domestic flights? You don't actually need a passport."
Tsukasa's widened eyes and slowly growling mouth was more than enough reason for Akira to feel his heart lightened as he laughed. "And you let me look like that for an hour and a half?! Are you even my friend? I should disown you! I should buy out your companies and bury them! I should-"
Akira had long learned that there was a switch in his ear that could turn off when he didn't want to hear his friends complaining, it was the only way he could stand them really. So he continued to smile at Tsukasa, nodding pushing stray long hairs out of his eyes as he got into the car and let Tsukasa's yells drown out behind the radio.
He just hoped Tsukushi Makino knew what was heading her way...and more than that he hoped Tsukasa had the self-awareness to realize he'd let the little lawyer girl under his skin in more ways than one.
When Tsukasa stepped out of Naha airport he wasn't quite sure what he expected.
Oh who was he kidding? He expected to be greeted by a bright sunny Makino Tsukushi in a bikini, but even he knew that was unrealistic.
At the very least, he'd expected her in one of those tight fitting dresses of hers, glaring up at him and stalking away as soon as their eyes touched each others. She'd then expect him to race and keep up with her, which he would of course but he'd do so very unhappily.
Or maybe her father, screaming his name begging for mercy in the middle of the airport attracting all sorts of unsavoury journalists.
He'd expected really anything but this kid in a Hawaiian shirt with a mini surfboard with his name on it followed by a massive smiley face with a tongue sticking out. The moment their eyes caught each other's the kid started howling wildly and ran straight towards him, throwing his skinny arms around Tsukasa's body.
If Tsukasa hadn't been so confused by the situation he would have thrown the kid a punch right in his head. "DOMYOUJI-SAN!" He continued yelling, in his ear…how…pleasant. "Domyouji-san! Oh we've waited to meet you so badly! Nee-chan's said so much about you! You're just like she said you would be."
Ah right, Makino Tsukushi had a brother didn't she? Thankfully, he managed to worm himself away from said brother and looked down on him. "And how did she say I'd be?"
"Ah, so in your own world that you couldn't see me right in front of you!" His eyebrow twitched. "She said I should come up to you and get your attention. Figured hugging you was the best way to get you to see me. Can't ignore someone whose touching you inappropriately can you?" He wiggled his eyebrows and Tsukasa felt a little bit violated as the kid smiled bashfully rubbing his hair. "I'll take this. You're our guest! We can't have you feeling bogged down for any reason!" He grabbed his suitcase so quickly from his hand, Domyouji had no hope of contesting the little Makino boy.
He seemed so unlike his angry, defiant sister- he couldn't help but wonder if they were actually related. "What's your name?" He asked, if the kid was going to be so hospitable the least he could do is find out his name.
"Ah sorry! I'm so out of it! My name is Susumu, Makino Susumu. My official title is Director of Customer Experience at Makino Resorts but I like to call myself Director of the Fun Times." He proclaimed proudly after doing a pronounced twirl and ending with the briefcase right by his face as his hands landed on his chin with a bright smile. "I'm still working on the movie deal…but I think it'll come through."
Crickets could have cut through the tense silence between them as Tsukasa looked him up and down.
"Good luck with that."
Tsukasa started walking towards the car, no idea where it was, but he figured Susumu would run and catch up to him. He was happy to see he was not wrong. He almost shuddered taking a look at the beat up Toyota pick up truck and restrained himself.
He could get in this car. Sure, he could get in any car. He was not scared of beat up cars like this that could break down on the highway any second.
As they started to exit the parking lot, and found themselves on the road, Tsukasa couldn't help himself from asking the young Makino child. "Where's your sister anyways? I thought for sure she'd be the one picking me up."
"Ah she said she'd rather not see if you if she could avoid it." The young Makino it appeared had no sense of tact. Tsukasa started coughing loudly. As a droplet of sweat broke out on his brow, he could almost certainly blame it on the wild heat of the afternoon sun. "Plus she's busy, she's running today's beach volleyball tournament with the singles tourists!"
He couldn't help but feel his eyebrow twitch…she didn't pick him up because she wanted to play volleyball? With single tourists? "I thought you were director of fun times?"
His question was sarcastic but the oblivious Makino youngling caught no hint of it in his voice. "I am! But last time I played volleyball, I broke my nose." He grinned brightly and pointed at his nose. "I actually had this fixed up. I think I look way better! What do you think?"
Tsukasa shrugged. "I haven't seen you before your nose job."
"Oh right! We should show you baby pictures when we get back then! Tsukushi was UGGO. Like a real rat. Mostly because for half her life she pretended she was a boy." Please don't. Tsukasa wanted to say but somehow the words got stuck in his throat as he opened his mouth trying his hardest to be rude and cruel to the boy beside him, but it was like something had caught his tongue before he could even move it.
When he started coughing in a struggle with his subconscious, Susumu, oh ever so helpful Susumu, gasped in shock and passed him an open water bottle which Tsukasa looked doubtfully at – the kids lips had been on it! "Please! Please drink!" Despite his hesitance, the fact that it was being shoved in his face and that the younger Makino was not focused on the road whatsoever, had Tsukasa indirectly kissing the younger Makino and he felt his nose twitch distastefully. "Are you okay? Are you sick?"
"I'm fine!" He spoke with a little more force than he'd intended and saw Susumu back away for the first time since they'd met. The rest of the 2 hour ride to Nago Bay passed rather uneventfully as Susumu turned to look at him more carefully and Tsukasa checked his 'email' on his phone.
When they finally turned into the resort, Tsukasa had to say he was pleasantly surprised by how intimate it looked. Like a massive sprawling villa with just- pools and pools of tourists all over the front of the scene. There was a group off to the side playing Tennis at the courts, a group in the back corner he could see swimming and lounging by the pool, with loads of tourists tanning, and then in the far left he could see the beach volleyball courts.
His jaw must have dropped as he kept his eyes fixed on the courts because Susumu beside him snickered a little as they turned into the massive U-curve of the front of the hotel and immediately in a manner similar to what he saw at his mother's own hotels, a bell boy rushed forward- immediately opening his door.
What he didn't expect was the massive clap on his back and the high-five. "Welcome to the Makino Resorts guy! Get on upstairs get changed! We've been waiting for you at the surf shack!"
"Excuse me?! I'm here to meet Makino-san!" He hastily responded. He did not want to surf. He was here to do business, important business! None of that involved wearing a wetsuit and pretending to be a dolphin.
His pleas went unheard as he was thrown into a change room with a dreaded wet suit, and then an extremely buff looking American grasped at him and pulled him out towards the beach.
The rest of his afternoon was spent wiping out on the beach,and swallowing way too much salt water for his taste. Once surfing was over, he was made to pedal like a mad man on a cycling track – and every time he pleaded for relief and to continue his business meeting - the Makino unofficial Olympic training team pushed him back in to some extremely physical activity.
He was wondering if this was less a resort and more some sort of fat camp where they forced you to exercise till you fainted.
Thankfully at around 6PM, he found relief as he was allowed to shower in his room which he had to admit was not shabby for the type of place he thought he was coming to. It was small, and intimate with a beautiful view of the bay. When he stepped out ruffling his wet curls with a plush white towel he realized he had nothing to wear that befitted the type of occasion this had turned into.
He looked at his suitcase and bit his lip, he didn't feel like a suit would be the right choice, and so he settled for dress pants and a plain white shirt he could leave open with a white undershirt underneath.
It was the most casual thing he could muster with what he had but he could already imagine feeling out of place in the 'cafeteria'.
He had never in his life eaten at a cafeteria.
He sure as hell didn't want to start now but it looked like if he wanted to either meet Tsukushi or Makino Haruo he would have go to through whatever Susumu had planned for him.
Damn that Susumu, director of the fun times his ass.
A knock at his door broke him out of his thoughts as he gulped and mussed up his hair before answering the door. He was pleasantly shocked and surprised to find a familiar face grinning back at him.
In Okinawa, Makino Tsukushi was sun-kissed and in a brilliant red crocheted dress that barely hung on her shoulders by two thin straps. Tsukushi leaned a bit forward and he found himself suddenly thirsty as he observed just how deep the neckline of her seemingly modest dress went down...and how far down her tan followed. "Had fun out on the beach today?" She teased him and he felt his eyes fly back up to her face as he rolled them backwards.
"You- you owe me a lot of answers." Tsukasa felt his heart skip a beat as he saw her smile get even wider. She covered her mouth in decency to hide how she was laughing at him.
His heart had apparently decided to develop an arrhythmia. It couldn't even beat in a coherent rhythm anymore. She doesn't look that good come on, he tried to tell himself in vain."This was all my dad's idea…he said he should give you a flavour of the way we do things if you were going to try to shut us down."
She spun on her heel and started walking away from him and Tsukasa couldn't help himself from reaching out and grabbing her arm. A bolt of electricity jumped through him as he remembered they were here in front of his bedroom door and he could just easily pull her in and try to restart what had almost gone down in his car- Rui wasn't here either to distract her- he'd have Makino Tsukushi all to himself. "Where are you going?" He hoped his voice didn't convey any weakness but found it hard to believe.
"To dinner…we're eating with my family." She moved backwards from him and he nodded nervously shutting his door.
He was eating with her family. God, this was weird. The last time he'd eaten with a strange girl's parents he'd ended up engaged to her.
He scoffed looking at Makino Tsukushi. Okay, he was fairly certain that wasn't going to happen here. Still he found his eyes glued to her as she kept her own gaze fixed on the floor. "How was beach volleyball?" He asked as he saw her rub her arm where he'd grabbed her and smirked.
"Fun!"
"I have to say, I'm a little offended." He started as they made their walk down the sole, large staircase in the villa. "I expected you at the airport and then Susumu tells me you'd rather not see me if you could." He almost burst out laughing when he saw her face turn the shade of her dress.
"That little piece of-"
"Nee-chan!"As if on cue, Susumu yelled out from the bottom of the stairs. Makino turned from the stairs to look at him and the brother's eyes grew large in fear. "Whatever I did! I'm so sorry!"
"You dumb little piece of-" She raced forward and grabbed him by his neck crushing his temples into her knuckles. "You little knuckle head. What the hell are you saying? I was avoiding seeing him?"
"That is what you said! At least I didn't say the rest of it!" He shot back, squealing and screaming his way out of her hold fast.
"What's the rest of it?" Tsukasa volunteered as he saw Susumu yelp as Makino cracked her knuckles.
"You come here! You idiot! I can't trust you with anything you're totally-" As she ran after him Tsukasa couldn't help but laugh and feel a bubble of jealousy break through his chest. He had brothers, but not like that- the F4 were closer to him than any family but the relaxed casual relationship Makino had with Susumu? That was something he had never, nor would ever know.
"They're a little wild neh, gomen nasaii." He heard a voice come up from behind him as almost immediately, he could tell the gracious woman in her mild mannered skirt and buttoned down top was Makino's mother. They had the same eyes, but where Makino's reflected anger, this woman's gaze only reflected kindness and generosity. "Welcome Domyouji-san, Haruo-san is waiting for us at the barbeque." She pushed him towards a private balcony from the cafeteria.
Finally, he was starting to feel like a V.I.P. "What about Makino-san and Susumu?" He questioned doubtfully looking back to where the brother and sister were still arguing in a manner so lively it seemed to liven up the resort.
"They'll join us when they're tired of each other." She laughed brightly and Tsukasa couldn't help but feel himself relax automatically in her presence. Was this what it was like to have a kind caring woman as a mother?
Rui was right, Tsukushi's family wasn't totally fucked up.
"WHOPAH! CATCH DOMYOUJI-SAN!" He had to think very fast as a squid came flying at his face.
Unluckily for him, the squid landed straight on his face as he waved his hands about. He felt it slowly slide off his nose, his eyes blinking slowly as Tsukushi burst out laughing pointing at him. "Oh my god, that was priceless! Dad! Do it again!" She clapped her hands together excitedly like she'd just seen a seal perform at Marineland. He turned to look at her and narrowed his eyes carefully.
She'd pay for that later.
Oh who was he kidding?
So far, he was at her beck and call- not the other way around. He couldn't bring himself to hate the situation though, another anomaly considering how he normally treated women.
Then again the women he met expected no better treatment, Tsukushi was so strong and confident she expected every one around her to kiss the ground she walked on.
He often made fun of how she learned nothing in law school, but now he couldn't help but think that was the reason she was so confident- and he wondered how many cases she'd won in her career as she flashed him her winning grin through bites of squid on a stick. "Tsukushi!" Haruo, her father chastised her as she kept bubbling up in giggles pretending to smack her own face with her hands. "That's enough!" He said that but the Makino father was laughing himself.
"Next time I'll be more prepared." Tsukasa grinned widely as he leaned forward to the barbeque smelling the meat. He was livid inside but he wouldn't show it. He couldn't show it. He was better than showing his anger. "Thank you for inviting me to dine with your family."
"No problem Domyouji-san! It was unfortunate your mother couldn't join us but we hope you'll enjoy our small lovely resort nevertheless." He bowed his head gratefully and a little taken aback that the man was so humble Tsukasa bowed back, something he almost never did. "You must be hot in those though! Susumu! Get the guy some shorts! And please have a seat! Dinner will be ready in a few minutes."
Susumu yelled a sound that sounded like a 'Yeah' and rushed off as he was left between Tsukushi and her mother, both of whom were looking at him closely. "Is there something on my face?"
"No no," Her mother expressed kindly. "You took care of the squid well, you can't even see the Teriyaki sauce anymore."
"She means its all over your chin." Tsukushi supplied blankly as he scrambled to grab the napkin on the table and rubbed his face down grumbling despite himself. "Dad does that to me all the time so don't feel too bad."
"I'll try my best." He supplied sarcastically as he saw Tsukushi smirk proudly. "And what are you smiling at?"
"Nothing, just happy I got to see the great Domyouji-finisher with a squid on his face."
"And if you tell anyone, I'll personally make sure to kill you in your sleep." He grinned back brightly.
Tsukushi snorted. "I'd like to see you try, you make so much noise I'd wake up."
"I do not make noise!"
The rest of the night passed rather pleasantly in a banter that was nice, food that tasted divine and a wonderful sense of openness and family Tsukasa had to admit he'd never felt in his life before. Even with Shigeru's family.
He found himself agreeing with Haruo-san, teasing Susumu, thanking Chieko-san and-
Unable to look away from how brightly Tsukushi shined in the presence of her family.
In Tokyo she came off bitter, judgmental, angry, and, lest he say it, sexy beyond belief. Here, she looked positively beautiful in a way he'd never seen from her. Like her skin shone with happiness and her teeth sparkled brilliantly against her olive skin, her skin blushed red by her breathless laughs as she watched Susumu make the table break out into fits of laughter when he described his face when he hugged him.
He could understand why she'd want to protect something like this so fiercely as she had. He could understand the way her family made her feel. He could see where she was coming from now.
When the night started to wind down, Tsukasa was just about getting ready to leave the family when Haruo-san smiled at him kindly and tapped him on the shoulder. "Would you join me for a walk on the beach?"
"Sure Haruo-san." He grinned back uncharacteristically happy after being fed and fattened by the Makino family. That was probably exactly what they wanted, for him to let his guard down, but even though he knew exactly what their play was he couldn't bring himself to care.
They walked in silence for some time until mid-way through an empty stretch he heard Haruo-san take a deep breath. "I will be honest with you right now Domyouji-san. I believe a man should always be as honest as possible to his family and his adversaries."
A fool's belief but again Tsukasa kept his mouth shut. He didn't want to deter the Makino patriarch. "You can be as open as you wish Makino-san,"
"We're three months away from shutting down…the longer this deal with your family wears on the harder it gets for us to operate." He looked pained and Tsukasa's normally ice cold heart twinged in pity for the man for a second. If only Tsukushi and her family had stayed off his mother's radar just long enough to really gain a strong enough foothold in the market.
Oh who was he kidding? His mother would have found them and shut them down sooner or later. "I understand the situation you are in, which is why I continue to urge Makino-san to come to terms with our agreement."
"Yes, we give up directional right to our hotel. She's mentioned this many times to me- and if I wasn't so invested in the success of this idea I would agree."
Tsukasa gulped as he shuffled from foot to foot. "That is not my choice to make sir,"
"Yes, Tsukushi has explained to me. Your mother is my main adversary." His words sounded like something that should have alarmed Tsukasa but his tone was amused. "Regardless, I wanted you to see and experience what we have dubbed the Makino experience. So you can understand what a pity it might be to watch this business die down."
"We'll compensate you." Even as he offered it, Tsukasa felt cheap when he saw the Makino patriarch put a hand on his shoulder.
"Money is interesting isn't it? People will do anything for it." Makino Haruo nodded his head but not really to Tsukasa, more to himself. "A long time ago I was like that, I was a gambler- I made Tsukushi work hard to get where she is. Very hard. I made my wife cry, I made Susumu the fool he is today but that's why Domyouji-san this isn't about money for our family. We're protecting more than that here. We're protecting our happiness and our future. Please don't take that away from us. Thank you for your money but it's not your money we want. As a man who was in love with money for a very long time it took me a long time to learn that lesson."
"What lesson?"
"Not everything is about money, Domyouji-san." Haruo-san bowed his head again and Tsukasa felt himself dumbly nod his head back. What could he say to that?
To him, to his mother, to everyone he knew and everyone they knew and everyone they knew, with the exception of Shizuka, money was everything. Money was what worked in their world. Money was brought them everything they wanted. "And what are you two talking about?" Tsukushi's voice crept up on them sneakily as both men turned around to see the Makino daughter barefoot in the sand. As his eyes climbed up her body, Tsukasa gulped, imagining how smooth her legs must feel against his hands as he watched her race towards her father and hug him. "Dad, I told you to leave him to me! I can take care of this."
Haruo-san winked at him and then bowed deeply shocking his daughter who ducked down after him out of sheer curiousity. Then he suddenly jumped up and clutched his wrists. "Ah right, Domyouji-san, please marry my daughter!"
Tsukasa felt his eyes widen as he backed away nervously laughing but he needn't have said anything because Tsukushi's father burst out laughing at his daughter's incredibly infuriated expression. "NOT LIKE THAT PAPA! GOD-"
"I'll leave you kids to discuss your business. I wasn't made for these sorts of discussions, but I do sincerely hope you consider my proposition Domyouji-san…beyond just Tsukushi's marriage." As Haruo-san walked away and Tsukasa was left looking at an increasingly red Tsukushi, he felt his heart quicken.
"Sorry about that." She mumbled. "I told you they're mental! Just not in the way you think." She huffed loudly grinning at him. "Let's get you back to your room? You're flying out two days from now right?"
"Yeah." He managed to mutter out as he saw her turn to look at him strangely. "Do you think your dad could do it?"
"Run this place?" She questioned back and saw him nod. "Of course I can, he's been doing it for the past three years without anyone's help, least of all your mothers." He felt a bitter smile rise on his face as he turned to look at her.
"You hate her don't you?"
Makino scoffed. Should she pretend? She didn't think she needed to. "Of course I do. She's underhanded, sneaky and the worst sort of CEO. Don't you hate her?"
"Yeah. I do. She's done a lot of messed up shit. But I don't think I hate her for what you hate her for. I think she does the right thing when it comes to business most of the time. It's personal lives she usually fucks up." Tsukasa knew he shouldn't be this open with Makino Tsukushi. He really shouldn't but something about how kind her family had been to him the past few hours had cracked open a wedge in his heart that he was finding fairly difficult to close.
"No, destroying businesses like my family's is probably what she does for breakfast with her excellent lawyer of a son." She snickered and he laughed beside her, kicking sand towards her feet. "Hey!" Tsukushi yelped kicking sand back at him and he smiled leaning down to the ground balling his hand up in a fist of the loose grains of earth. "Yah! You better- be careful- that's no joke okay! It isn't like snow!" She leaned down preparing herself as they sank into the ground together grinning at each other threateningly.
"Okay fine, I'll stop. I don't want to hurt you." He teased her and saw her jaw drop as she bit her lip and threw sand in his face. He yelped loudly as he didn't close his eyes in time and the sand entered his eyeball. "Damn Tsukushi! You got sand in my eyes!" If they were in high school that would have totally gotten her a red card.
He heard her hiss but couldn't see her as his eyes filled with water and she became a blurry watery blob of vision. "Oh crap! Sorry." He felt her hands come over his face and her legs stretch out on either side of him as she climbed on top of him to keep his eyelids open while she blowed air in to displace the sand grains. "I was aiming for your mouth! I thought it'd be funny to see you spit sand." She cackled at the imaginary sight as he sarcastically laughed back.
"Very funny." He remarked dryly feeling his body tense as his vision started to clear and he saw Tsukushi's lips forming perfect 'O's as her eyes closed and she leaned closer to him, blowing hard into his eyes.
"Better?" She mumbled continuing to blow at his eyes, barely aware that he was looking straight at her, revelling in the sight of the Makino princess on her knees bent in front of him, exactly where and how he wanted her to be.
So he pushed his face forward and softly placed his lips on hers. It was more an automatic reaction than a desire on his part at this point, after weeks and weeks of fantasies like this one entering his mind, this opportunity seemed too good to pass up.
Tsukushi's eyes flew open as she blinked wildly feeling the Domyouji prodigy move his plump, enveloping lips softly against hers, his tongue grazed her lower lip pleading with her to go with the flow and just kiss him back. The waves behind them crashed in soft sounds and she was entirely sure they carried the sound of her life going to absolute shit as she felt herself just for a second part her lips open and move her mouth to kiss him back.
It wasn't longer than a millisecond but it was long enough for Tsukushi to realize what had happened and then she had her hands on his shoulders as she pushed him off her.
"Much better now."
"What?" She asked dumbly.
"You asked...if I was better. That was exactly what I needed...so I'm much...much better." Why did everything he say sound like it was dripping with sexual innuendo. Tsukasa was leaning back lazily on his elbows smirking up at her, Tsukushi sat basically on top of him. Her eyes blinking furiously as she looked between him and herself and felt her heart speed up faster.
She scrambled backwards faster than you could say 'Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious'. "Uh…I have…I should-"
"Keep kissing me." She was going to say leave. Tsukasa obviously had other things on his mind as he leaned forward and pulled her back by her wrist, all too happy to feel how fast her heart was beating under his fingertips.
"Why?" She tilted her head sideways, blinking furiously as she imagined rolling around the sand with Tsukasa Domyouji. As appealing as the option sounded – she couldn't bring herself to make the first move so she moved off him again shaking her head.
"Oh come on…that was fun! And your dad all but gave us permission."
Her eyebrows flew up so high she was sure she looked like an anime character. "Eat shit Domyouij-san." She grinned brightly and stalked off the beach trying her best to not break out in a run.
Great…now not only did Tsukasa Domyouji have great leverage over their hotel chain, he also now had great leverage against her sanity.
Little did she know, the Domyouji prince was just as scared as she was that he'd let too much of his weakness for her show.