Hey everyone...
So, I edited some stuff with this story especially with the pairing. I just realized that I sucked royally in the grammar and I didn't know then that the tense is supposed to be past tense.
I didn't edit everything, mind you. I'm a loyal slacker so I guess you could see that in the story. I think I started in chapter 2 with the major editing...
Anyway, I've written two new chapters after a very long hiatus (sorry i didn't warn any of the guys waiting for almost a year-major problems came up in my family and school). Second year high school was hectic in Phil-Sci. At least in my third year this year, it won't be so hectic.
I'm done with promising you guys for a certain time for my update. I'm done with breaking my promises. I can't even tell you guys how sorry I am.
Since those who had been waiting for this story to update probably got sick of waiting, I'm just going to say sorry and i hope you'll forgive me. To those who had been reading my stories and making Story Alerts and some even gave a few reviews, thanks a lot. I really appreciate it.
P.S. : This note is just going to repeat from the first chap until the 22nd chapter of my story.
Chapter 15 – A fight with a beautiful god
He just couldn't believe it.
He knew it was wrong that he liked it, but what the hell could he do? It felt good.
He hung up his keys absentmindedly and walked towards his room in a happy mood. He'd never been this happy ever since he could remember. Well, there was one time but that was in the past.
But something tells me that she didn't like it one bit, he thought as he remembered the aching pain on his cheek and stomach. God, why didn't anyone warn him about that monster of a woman before he did it? The memory was still fresh in his mind…
Earlier
He was shocked. She was shocked. Who wouldn't be? A famous stranger pulling another famous superstar into a kiss was shocking. But when that superstar had an Adonis incarnate as a boyfriend, that's paparazzi-seeking.
He was the first to recover from the shock and had an amused glint on his eyes. When she did recover, it was like everything was in slow motion.
She pulled back swiftly carrying her gripped hand with her. Then pulling another hand back, she swiftly gave a right hook towards his face almost giving him a cracked bone. His face flew towards the left while some of his saliva and blood flew away from the impact. He looked back at her and saw her eyes burning with intense rage.
"Who the hell do you think you are?" she yelled at him while she had poised for a fighting stance. "You think just because I look like a damn girl you knew a long time ago that means you get to force me into kissing you? That's just damn stupid!"
She stood upright but her yelling didn't stop. "I swear to all gods, Hyuuga—you are the worst guy I've ever met! I was already pissed just meeting you but to do this preposterous thing?" Then she turned back angrily, wafting some of her sweet scent to him.
"Mark my words, Hyuuga," she threatened him darkly. "If ever we meet again, I'd do worse than this."
Unfortunately, he didn't see the deadly punch in time. She grabbed his collar with her left and sent a right uppercut to his abdomen knocking the breath out of him. But that's not all that happened. She sent him flying about ten feet away from her leaving him dirty, bruised, and breathless.
He didn't see her go away because he was wincing at the pain. Good thing she didn't hit his other cheek or 1) his band mates would ask the crap outta him a lot more persistently 2) the paparazzi are gonna stalk him day and night again or both.
He got up slowly while he nursed his injured cheek and stomach. What is this woman's hobby? Pro-wrestling?
Still nursing his injuries, he walked towards his car and quickly got home. Of course, the guard, the substitute of Tsudatsu was surprised at his beat-up state but didn't push it. If he did, it would be bye-bye paycheck.
After putting his car back in the car-park, he was thankful that nobody was up yet except for the maids. They all greeted him but he gave no response. They were used to that, of course. The good thing was, nobody bothered that he was a mess just like when he was a kid.
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He sighed tiredly. "Why did I even push it?" he asked himself. He raked a hand through his hair and got a few grass and dirt. He groaned and went to the wall mirror in his room.
He was a complete mess alright. Starting with his suit, it has dirt all over it and a few specks of blood on his white polo. Damn it. His hair had dirt and grass on it making him look like a damn garden. His face was a problem; his lip was split on the right side, the source of the blood, his cheek was starting to darken, and he had dirt on his face which made him look like someone who just had a mud bath. Double damn it.
"Stupid," he growled and stripped off. He went to the bathroom once again and decided to go on with a pair of sweatpants and a loose shirt. He wore his slippers and went down to the living room. The smell of fresh bread, omelet, and rice balls had him divert his path to the dining room. There, he saw Kitsuneme, Koko, and Ruka pick their food, Futon eating serenely, and Aoi greeting him with a smile. His eye twitched at the too innocent smile of his sister.
"She said she didn't know me," Koko was saying as Natsume sat down beside Ruka and Aoi. "I thought that she was the one after I left Noko-chan in Hokkaido. I mean, she was amazing! I only wish that they were the same person and—" He was cut-off suddenly by Aoi who had her omelet half-way towards her mouth.
"What if they are?" she asked rhetorically earning questioning looks from Koko and Mochu. Ruka was trying to act cool but he jumped a little at Aoi's statement. Futon stiffened as if the food he tasted suddenly became bad. Natsume was a bit confused in the conversation but continued to eat his breakfast as if nothing happened.
"I mean, think about it," she continued still holding a fork with a dangling omelet. "They have almost the same looks and the same personality. But what if they're just disguising for some particular reason? I mean, Sumi-chan, Taru-chan, and Noko-chan were best buds since they were kids, so why separate now?"
Natsume couldn't take it anymore. He bonked his sister's head albeit hard with his hand. She glared at him.
"What was that for?" she demanded.
"For using my car without my permission, for bugging other people's privacy, saying such nonsense, and for playing with your food." He nudged his chin towards the dangling omelet on her fork. She harrumphed at him and ate it fiercely. After she swallowed her food, she took a good look at him and stared at him innocently.
"So…" she started. "What happened to you this morning?"
He pierced the last of his omelet before countering with a "how did you know something happened?"
She shrugged. "Twin telepathy. Some sort of bone-cracking pain came to me and I was sure I didn't do anything for it to happen. That's what woke me up."
He wiped his mouth with a napkin. "I drove, I walked, and I tripped," he said nonchalantly.
He heard someone tut in doubt and saw Futon shake his head.
"You tripped so hard that your cheek is all purple?" Koko asked with a goofy grin. "C'mon, dude. Tell us what happened."
"I'd rather not push it, Koko," Ruka warned. "You know how grumpy he is in the morning."
Koko slumped back on his chair while Kitsuneme mumbled "I really want to know…"
"Lemme guess," Futon began while he scratched his chin. "You saw someone interesting, that person got mad afterwards and punched your face and maybe also your stomach?"
His eye twitched and they all chorused in a laugh.
"Dude, your one sick mate!" Koko chortled.
Kitsuneme howled. "Our leader just got dumped!"
Even Ruka couldn't help but smile as he tried to hold back his laughter. Futon just smirked in victory and Aoi giggled as if she already guessed it, too.
But Natsume being Natsume with great pride didn't like to be made fun of especially because a girl dumped him.
"Shut up, dumbasses," he hissed dangerously. They did but the snickering never stopped.
"So what really happened?" Ruka asked cautiously.
He growled before he answered. "I met her again, we talked, I pissed her off, and she punched me like a wrestler. There. Happy?"
"Her?" Aoi asked curiously. "Her who?"
"Could it be the superstar?" Koko asked mockingly.
"Or could it be the geek?" Kitsuneme added in the same tone as Koko.
Aoi's eyebrows knitted together. "Can it you two! You both are making my head hurt," she scolded them. "And who are they yapping about?" she turned to ask Futon.
Futon chuckled. "The superstar Koko was mentioning was Equinox of Blue Moon while the geek Mochu was talking about was Sakura, whose first name we never knew, who became Natsume's partner in school."
"They—well, we believe that he has his eyes on both of them," Ruka continued for Futon. "We just don't know how correct we were." His gaze went to Natsume who was giving out a dark aura all the while.
Aoi also looked at her twin with a knowing gaze instead of something that she was sure would tick him off. "So this girl—" she started but Futon stopped her.
"Yes," he answered for her. "She's the same as her." His voice had gone serious all of a sudden. "Sakura had almost the same hot-tempered version of her while Equinox had her looks…"
Suddenly, Natsume banged the table loudly and almost spilled the water in his glass. "Enough," he growled menacingly. "My head is already messed-up as it is."
The others were scared and Futon's face was grave. But Aoi just kept on watching her twin's actions with a disappointed face. Natsume growled at her.
"Stop growling like a mutt, my dear twin," she told him and he glared at her. "Your head is already messed-up, we know that. But what I didn't know was that you're more messed-up than I thought you were."
Koko raised his hand like he was in a classroom. "C-could you explain?"
Aoi exhaled sharply and stood up. "People in the room, I declare that Equinox and this so-called Sakura are one and the same." Her face was a face of a detective who just solved a mystery.
Gasps from Koko and Kitsuneme could be heard. Ruka stared at her wide-eyed. Natsume stiffened. But Futon froze as if he was an ice cube.
"And I thought you guys were smarter." Aoi rolled her eyes. "Look at it this way, Shouda-san had attitude and Dawn had her looks. Makes sense Koko?" Her eyes never left Koko. The latter could only gape at her idiotically.
"Next up," she continued. "Ogasawara-san had attitude and Lunar had looks. Do I need to explain myself, Kitsuneme?" She looked at him seriously.
Kitsuneme shook his head vigorously. He may be a goof but he wasn't that stupid.
Then Aoi turned her sharp gaze at the slightly-shaking Ruka. "Do I need to say something?"
"No ma'am," Ruka immediately responded.
She smiled victoriously. "So, dear brother," she said, still having that cunning smile. "Do you get what I'm saying?"
Natsume looked at her in a bored way. "You're making no damn sense."
Keeping her composure, she crossed her arms. "Why?" But just like Natsume, her eye would twitch slightly when irritated.
"What if it's coincidence? Have you thought about that?" Natsume pushed back his chair and put his hands behind his head.
Aoi only flipped her phone open. "Yes and that's why I'm calling the school now for an immediate transfer. How about I go there and solve this mystery?" She typed a number and waited for it to pick up.
If Koko was a real anime, he would have a droplet of sweat pour down his head. "No wonder these two are twins."
A maid then arrived with a strawberry cake. Aoi looked at it like it was her prey and pounced on the delicious food with fork ready. The phone had picked up and she talked to it while eating. Natsume kept his laid-back position, though.
"But I sometimes wonder why they were even twins," Kitsuneme whispered at his best friend with a doubting look.
Later
"Okay! I got in!" Aoi squealed happily and the guys just looked at her blankly.
"What?" she asked innocently. They just shook their heads.
Just then they heard the door bell ring.
Koko looked at the door that exits to the lobby. "Who could that be?"
Kitsuneme shrugged. "Probably some salesmen." But someone had a better guess.
"Probably another of Aoi's suitors," Natsume muttered while reading a manga. Aoi's jaws dropped dramatically while the guys snickered.
"You promised to never say a word!" she shrieked at him. He only shrugged nonchalantly.
"Can't help it," he merely stated. "Brotherly-urges. Besides, promises are sometimes meant to be broken."
There was silence first then Futon shivered. "You know, Nat? You sometimes freak me out with your quotes."
He just looked at his friend and returned his gaze to his beloved manga. Just then, a maid came rushing in the room.
"Natsume-sama," she greeted. "I'm sorry to come here immediately without knocking but there is a fine man outside and he said—well, demanded that he won't leave until he had a word with you."
Natsume put his manga down and looked at his sister. She shrugged and then Natsume turned his gaze towards the scared maid.
"Bring him in," he said and the maid scurried away.
A few minutes later, a knock from the door came. It opened to reveal a man wearing dark gray slacks, a blue-striped polo, a gray vest over the polo, and he had a yellow ascot around his neck. He still had the temporary star tattoo on his left cheek and his hair was a bit messy but it suited him well.
But his face was dead-serious and his eyes were mad. And it was a wrong move to make Tsubasa Andou angry.
"I'd like to have a word with him," he said dangerously. "Alone."
Dark Sky's five members and Aoi left the room in haste and left Natsume with Tsubasa. After the doors closed, Tsubasa stood in front of Natsume about three meters away.
"Why did you do it?" Tsubasa asked him quietly. It wouldn't be obvious from his voice but if you look at his shaking fists, he was trying to control himself and not beat up Natsume there and then.
Natsume also stood up. "It was an accident," he replied smoothly as if nothing happened. "Just some trip I caused to her."
Tsubasa exhaled slowly. "That's what everyone says. But to me it is more than just an accident. If you have forgotten, I am her boyfriend. And no matter what happens, I protect her even if it costs me my life. But what you did earlier almost hurt her." Tsubasa grimaced. "Where was the Natsume who was Sweetie's friend?"
Natsume snorted even though his heart ached. "Yeah right. And what are you? A mother hen?" He expected Tsubasa to blow off at his statement. I could take him on with my eyes closed, he thought cockily. But he didn't expect what happened next.
Tsubasa smirked at him. "Probably. But I guess I should let you read this first."
He threw a newspaper at him and he caught it easily. He read the article Punk was referring to and his hands clenched around the paper he was holding.
"That just proves my assumption," Tsubasa said. "You're jealous of me, aren't you?"
Natsume didn't speak. He was too enraged at what he read. Damn paparazzi.
"It seems the paparazzi had better eyes than you do," Tsubasa continued as if he didn't notice the tension in between them. "Haven't you had enough of the girls you have played in the past years, Hyuuga? I mean, from the looks of things, you are no longer be a virgin anymore."
That was when Natsume leaped across the room and executed a strong punch towards Tsubasa.
"Don't judge me!" he yelled at him. Tsubasa merely stepped sideward causing Natsume to almost hit the couch face on. Natsume threw another punch and Tsubasa only faced him and caught the punch with his hand.
Tsubasa raised his eyebrows. "She already beat you up?" He stared at Natsume's broken lip and bruised cheek.
Natsume growled and tried to retrieve his hand but Tsubasa kept a strong grip on him.
"Since you know I'm going after your girl," Natsume sneered. "How about we see who the best man is?"
Tsubasa stopped his amused state and grabbed Natsume's shirt, yanking him forward.
"I don't fight cowards," he said darkly and grabbed the abdominal part of the shirt with his other hand. He then threw the poor boy on an armchair almost knocking the breath out of him. Tsubasa remained his straight posture as if nothing happened.
"You're so pathetic," Tsubasa said as he crossed his arms. "You accidentally kissed the girl you like and liked every second of it. Then her boyfriend comes here and talks with you and you charged at him blindly. You then declared a fight against one man. If you have forgotten again, Equinox is the most sought-after woman in Japan. There are more men in the world that would fight for her. But you only challenged one which means you can't take a million. And the one you just fought just kicked your sorry ass."
He strode towards him and stopped about five feet before Natsume who was glaring at him all the time.
"Prove to me that you love her," Tsubasa suddenly said. Natsume became shocked.
"Prove to me that you love her and if she loves you back, I'll willing give her to you," he continued. But what he just said made Natsume angered again. He quickly stood up and gave Tsubasa a roundhouse kick but was blocked again by Tsubasa's strong hand.
"You're more of a coward than I am!" Natsume yelled at him. "You just let go of a person you love because of some tournament?"
Tsubasa didn't say anything. Instead, he pushed Natsume's leg away and swept his right leg hitting Natsume's supporting leg. Poor Natsume, going back to the chair he was in the first place was a pain in the butt. Literally.
"I let her go so that she will be happy," Tsubasa said quietly as if he was teaching Natsume good manners. "When she loves you, she would be ecstatic to be with you. But if she doesn't, then, I shall be at her side until her feelings change."
"And it won't affect you?" Natsume seethed.
Tsubasa shook his head. "We'll just see about that."
Suddenly, the doors flew open and in came Kitsuneme and Ruka while Futon and Koko stood side by side Aoi who was shocked.
"What were you going to do with him?" Ruka shouted at Tsubasa.
Tsubasa only raised an eyebrow at him before answering. "I was going to tell him one last thing." Then, like a strike of a cobra, he grabbed Natsume's shirt again and leaned on to his ear. He whispered something to Natsume before he let him slump back to the chair.
"I must go now for my business is done," Tsubasa said. He shoved his hands into his pockets before breezing out of the room.
Nobody but Aoi saw Tsubasa's happy smile. Weird, Aoi thought. Is he happy because of something?
Everyone rushed to Natsume's side bombing him with questions like:
"Are you alright man?"
"Did he say something that ticked you off?"
"Do you wanna sue him?"
"Did he break up with her?"
The last one was a joke but who cares?
"I'm fine," Natsume muttered. "Just…nothing."
"What did he do to you?" Ruka asked worriedly.
"Did you guys fight?" Kitsuneme interrupted before Natsume could answer. "All we could hear was thudding and you yelling something we couldn't understand. You really should take out the sound-proof doors and walls."
Natsume nodded sharply. "A little." He really doesn't want to admit defeat.
"What did he say?" Aoi questioned. "I'm curious what Andou-san said to you especially since he suddenly came to Japan and had an argument with you."
"None of anyone's business but mine," Natsume muttered and stood up. "I'm going to my room. Dark Sky will practice after lunch until dinner."
He could feel everyone's stares boring his back when he walked out. But ever since Andou left, he kept repeating what Andou said…
If she does fall, I want you to catch her and never let go until she wants to. But if she is hurt, I will hunt you down until you join me in the afterlife.
He didn't sound angry—except for the last sentence—in fact, he sounded… happy and relieved.
Just what the hell is going on?