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Eisuke's pov
When she came home her face was tear stained. She had been crying. I couldn't bring myself to be cold towards her. "Are you alright? " I asked softly. She nodded. "I'm ok. Just a bit tired, so I'm going to bed now." I asked her about dinner. She seemed confused for a second. "Oh yeah. ." She mumbled. "Do you want to eat out? Or shall I cook something?" She asked me. I smiled. "I'd love it if you cooked something." This is why I liked her so much. Even though she acted cold and mean, she was actually really sweet. My theory was that she was just really insecure and had had a tough youth. Just like Soryu. Well, the youth thing then. Now I just had to figure out a way to get her to trust me. And eventually, to love me.
After a while she was done with preparing the food. It was pasta. Or "pasta putanesca" as she called it with a smile. I new she spoke Italian, so seeing her smile like that got me thinking. "Does putanesca mean anything?" I asked her, while I got up to pour us some whine. She giggled in a cuter way I thought possible. "Pasta putanesca" she said with a heavy Italian accent. "Means whores pasta." I nearly dropped my glass. "What?" She giggled again. "My uncle used to make it. It's called this way because it's easy and cheap to make, so everyone in that area ate it a lot. At least, that's what he told me." "Well, I must say, it's delicious. " I told Joy-Anne after tasting it. She smiled and thanked me. We talked for a while. After a while, i felt like I had to ask what had been on my mind for a long time. "Joy-Anne?" She looked up. "Why does Marc call you mom?" She swallowed and looked down. Fuck. Now I've screwed up. "Because I am." I looked at her. I saw that she didn't like to tell me. Which was understandable. I didn't like telling people personal things eather. "Are you his biological mother?" I saw her eyes go wide. "Oh no!" She stammered. "Then I would have gotten him at thirteen!" She shivered at the thought. She went on: "I adopted him when he was about one year old. She fell silent again. Well ok... This was awkward... I had to ask something else. Ehm.. "wasn't it hard to raise a kid at fourteen?" She looked up, genuinely thinking about it. "it was at points, but overall it's amazing." I nodded as she went on and told me about how awesome it had been to teach him how to speak, and to take him on trips. My heart melted. I wondered if she knew that people liked her so much, as soon as she had dropped the cold demeanour. Without me noticing it, Joy-Anne had cleared the table, and taken off her jacket. Walking towards her bedroom she also took off her shirt. I couldn't believe my eyes. Did she... was she?.. "What are you doing?" I asked, controlling my shaky voice. "I'm going to take a shower. She turned around, the t-shirt covering her chest. "What did you think?" She raised an eyebrow. She turned around before i could come up with an answer.
Joy-Anne's pov
Well. That was awkward. I had totally forgotten that I wasn't at home, which meant I couldn't just undress. Well fuck. Now he thinks I'm a fucking whore. Thoughts like that were running through my mind while I turned on the shower. I stepped in, and started washing my hair. Sighing happily at the feeling of warm water. I thought about Eisuke. What did I think about him? He was handsome, but he knew it. This meant he was overly arrogant. He also was very protective. Which was understandable, I mean, look how much he has paid for me. Kinda cute though. overall he was awesome. Too bad he irritated the hell out of me, by refusing to let me go. I mean: what kind of bullshit was this? He didn't keep me as a maid or slave (thank god), but he did take me out almost every night. Which basically meant I cost him tons of money. Why would he do that?
After my third week living in Eisuke's apartment, I finally convinced him to let me go to work, and see Marc. But I got this stupid pager -Eisuke refused to just get my number- "And when it goes off, you have three minutes to get back to the hotel. " He said. I had argued with him. Saying that three minutes wasn't enough. He had kept his foot down, subtly adding there was a tracer attached to everything I owned. Well fuck me. There goes that plan. I was glad I could finally get something of my life back though. And just in time too: I had almost missed a very important meeting with the Ice Dragon-top. Every leader of every branch had to be there. I put on a fancy outfit, went to get Marc, and together we drove to the beach house. It was amazing. I saw a lot of old friends, and long lost family. Marc was really happy I was there. Which made me feel guilty. There must be something I can do to get away from here...
well that was awful. I'll try to do better next time. If you have any ideas/ characters you'd like me to consider adding, please let me know. I'd love that. Also, please review, that really brightens my day