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ENOUGH

The first year.

Misaki stared at the picture Aoi had shown her. Takumi had been featured on the front page of an international magazine with the title "The Prince finally returns!" She stared at the picture, indeed, this was the first picture she'd seen of Takumi since he had gone to England. Even though they could always video call, their timings never matched, and whenever Takumi was free someone would be keeping an eye on him. When Misaki would be free, Takumi would either be sleeping or doing some work his grandfather gave him. Naturally, they didn't get much chance to communicate.

"Oy? What are you spacing out for?" Aoi's voice echoed through the empty staff room. Misaki laughed awkwardly and shook him off "Nothing at all, I'll get back to work now." She spoke and left with hunched shoulders. Aoi sighed and placed the magazine in her duffel bag, he knew she'd be thankful to him for this.

Meanwhile, Misaki sighed as she leaned against the wall of the changing room. A smile crept up her face as the picture was clear in her mind.

This was enough for now.

The second year.

Takumi paced his bedroom with his hands in his pocket. He had gotten a half assed message from Tora which made his brains go crazy. The jerk hadn't told him what was going on but he felt like it was something related to Misaki.

He better had not tried anything with her.

Or else.

He left the thought at that, the darkness of his words scared him. He knew he would flip if anything happened to his favourite Ayuzawa but it was a topic he didn't like to think much about. It would distract him more than it should.

Was that Misaki?

Takumi blinked twice, he'd pulled her into his own room. She smiled and told him everything. Takumi ruffled her hair, it had been too long since he'd done that.

"I'm really grateful to Tora for doing this though." She said with a small smile. Takumi's eyes narrowed at that name, yeah. He too was grateful and all but right now all his mind was screaming was "CONCENTRATE ON ME".

Instincts took over and he took a step towards her. She took a step backwards. The game continued till Misaki's leg collided with the bed and she fell down. Takumi kissed her forehead as he hovered over her. Misaki pulled him close and he pressed his lips against her own.

"Misaki" he'd wanted to call her by her first name for a while now, but this was the only chance he got. The gesture took her by surprise and her eyes widened whilst a blush covered her face.

"Wh-What are you?" she asked, Takumi could see how her hands shook. He held her chin with a smile. "I figured, since I have a name too, why not you call me by it, Misaki?" he tilted his neck and kissed her cheek as he rubbed her back soothingly.

The calming gesture made her heart beat faster. She was, by no means, calming down. She closed her eyes as his name came out as a stutter. "Ta…k-mi" she murmured embarrassedly. Takumi, bewildered and beyond mesmerized, surprised her with a kiss on the lips. "Once again…" He requested softly in her ears.

She complied with a better voiced "Takumi". A smile followed as Takumi graced her with another kiss.

For now, this was…this was…enough.

The fifth year.

Takumi stared blankly at his reflection in the mirror. Misaki's last text had been "Let's keep it that way" when he'd wrote that they hadn't talked in a long time. He ran a hand through his hair pitifully with a painful smile on his face. The sight would have been enough to break anyone's heart.

He straightened out his blazer as he kept a straight face on. A glance at the wrist watch had told him that he had neither the time nor the luxury to be late and wallow in sorrow. Pitiful isn't it? Its not like he could do much about it other than putting his emotions aside and get the work done. Finally a doctor, Takumi was concentrating on curing his grandfather and brother so that he could step down from the CEO position which he had taken to look after the business while they were sick. Sure, it was hectic to look after them and the business. But its not like he had any other options if he wanted to see Misaki again.

Another day passed since he'd read the text and he was feeling more and more pathetic. He was on the verge of breaking down. Even geniuses had weaknesses, someone had told him once. He thought about Misaki as he sat on the floor with his hands in his hair. He had locked himself up in his own room, requesting some privacy to rest for a while.

He thought about Misaki, he thought about her silky black hair which must have gotten longer since he'd last seen her, he thought about the heart pendant that lay in the centre of her collarbone and how he'd never been more jealous of a piece of jewellery like that, he also thought about her voice, her smile, her palms. He thought and thought until he felt his phone buzz.

It was her.

He was quick to pick up the call. She remained silent at first, but listening to the sound of her breathing calming him. He heard her trying to block out a sniff, and a hoarse cry. She had been crying—all because of a bastard like him.

"You know you're transparent to me, right?" he said with a small smile as he ran a hand through his hair. His throat tightened when she pretended to laugh a bit.

But then the act of pretence broke and she cried into the phone—unable to control herself due to the vast spectrum of emotions she felt upon hearing his voice after such a long time. He said nothing.

They both cried that night.

"I'm sorry." He said as he leaned against the wall and stared at the ceiling "I'm so sorry."

"Its not your fault." She said with a sniff, he could almost imagine her puffing her nose and sitting up straight. He laughed. Of course this was his fault. If only things weren't so complicated…

"It's going to be fine," Misaki said in a reassuring voice as she cleared her throat, "One day…one day it will be enough…"

And for him, this was enough.

The seventh year.

Misaki walked hurriedly in the airport terminal dragging her suitcase along as she walked. Her heels clanked with the clean tiles of the terminal and she managed to turn many heads with her elegance. But she didn't have time for that. Now a diplomat, she didn't get much time off her shifts while she was working in another country, but today, she was making an exception.

Finding a cab was easy, and she lifted the suitcase and put it in when the driver took too long. He looked at her with widened eyes but didn't say a word. Maybe he understood that she was in a hurry after all.

"Hotel Rushmore" she breathed as the cab drove away. Her heart was in her mouth the entire time as she placed her warm hands on her cheek. The weather was as bland and cold as ever, but her body was heated up by nervousness.

She stared at the buildings, the people on the highway, the monuments they passed. Even though there was no silence, she could hear her own heartbeat so clearly. She was going crazy from anxiousness. How many years has it been? Five? Six? She lost count.

But she didn't.

She remembered the exact date, and the time when she had last seen him. The wait was killing her and her brain was plainly fucking with her. She was starting to think that she's gone completely inside.

"Almost there" The taxi driver told her and she nodded with a polite smile. She fixed her appearance. Her legs kept shaking and she could feel her fingers tremble too. Nothing could make her act like this. Nothing.

The cab driver left her off right in front of Hotel Rushmore, which was located on the other side of the road. She looked at the large and lavish building as she crossed the road and saw a glimpse of her flustered self in the glass door.

"A reservation for Ayuzawa." She informed the receptionist and she checked her records. "I'm sorry Ma'am, there is no reservation in the name of Ayuzawa." she said and Misaki smiled awkwardly.

"Try Usui."

The receptionist nodded and found the reservation easily. Misaki showed her ID before the receptionist could ask and signed her name with shaking hands. The girl behind the desk gave her the directions and Misaki was on her way.

The elevator ride didn't take long and Misaki found herself standing right in front of room number 601. She knocked politely as her heart hammered in her chest.

The door opened with a soft click and Takumi stood on the other side of the doorframe. Misaki, who had been looking down at the floor due to nervousness, could only notice that he was barefooted when he pulled her harshly and she collided into his chest.

He threw the door harshly causing it to be slammed shut with a large amount of force. She was pinned down to the wall when Takumi kissed her as he held her shoulders.

It had been too long.

Too long.

It wasn't until moments later when Takumi bit her lower lip that she regained her breath. Takumi pulled her close and she landed on his chest. He seemed to have calmed down from his rampage. Misaki smiled as she hugged him tighter with teary eyes. He smiled sheepishly as he let her go so she could breathe again.

"I missed you" She was quick to confess, looking straight into his eyes. Takumi ran a hand through his hair as he tried to hide his smile, he loved when she was honest in these moments.

"I missed you too" He spoke as he pushed a strand of hair behind her ear, he was more than a foot taller than her now. Perhaps he had even taller in the span of five ears. He kept looking at her face though, as if he was trying to remember every feature of hers before they had to separate again.

Lost in thought, he didn't realize when Misa pulled him down and kissed him fiercely again. He tasted her love and the fire he loved about her in their kiss, and smiled as she pushed him back—which had been unintentional, but it caused Takumi to land on the bed down like a starfish. Takumi merely chuckled as he fell down and dragged her down on his chest by pulling her wrist along.

"What are you doing?" She breathed heavily as she landed on top of him, he merely smiled as he cupped her cheek "No, what are you doing?"

"You made me so miserable the last five years" she murmured honestly with a hiccup as she looked at him with a glare, eyes filled with anger and unshed tears. He knew she was right, so he kept silent. "It was like you had completely disregarded my existence! Do you know how that made me feel?" She snapped as she placed a kiss on his cheek again, "You made me feel so unwanted, Takumi" she stuttered as tears started to fall down relentlessly even though how much she tried to hide. She bit his lower lip as a few tears fell down on his cheek.

"Why?" She asked as she held his collars, "WHY!?" her voice snapped and broke as she cried freely, pushing and pulling him by the collar angrily as she sat on top of him with legs on either side. "Why would you ignore me like that?" She looked at him with a broken smile as her hands trembled and she let his shirt collar go, and covered her face with her palms as she finally broke down into tears.

"Because" The words were stuck in his throat as he looked at her crying. He had never seen her like that before even though they had been together since high school. She had never complained or anything before but he had known just how much pain he put her through. Now that she had finally snapped, it felt like a slap to his soul.

"Because I knew I wouldn't be control myself if I did" He confessed as he removed her palms on her face, she looked at him as she wiped her face.

He sighed as he sat up, causing her to fall down in his lap. She could swear she saw the color of his emerald eyes darken as he cupped her cheek "It drove me insane—not being there with Ayuzawa. I didn't want to know what you were doing, or what you were wearing, or who you were with, or whatever" he held her wrist and pressed a kiss on it "Because it would drive me insane, and I would start imagining bad scenarios—and not being there when you need me the most was something I couldn't stomach," he looked away, "I'm a very possessive man, Misa. I don't think I can handle my actions when I'm not with you."

"What do you—"

"You won't get it." He snapped as he threw her on the bed and ran a hand through his hair. "I just can't bear to be away from you, and the knowledge that I was in another continent would drive me crazy." He said as he dangerously crawled and hovered over her as he traced a finger down her neck "I know its selfish of me, but I had to control myself to not snap and become a monster. I'd have kept you to myself every moment of these five years if I could." He smirked as her face turned red, despite the gloomy talk they were having. "I haven't seen that blush in five years, you know. It's turning me on."

"You're a jerk, that's what you are." She said as she looked away, he turned her head to the side, "Now, Ayuzawa. Do you want to fight in the remaining time we have or just, let me reward you?" He tilted his head with a sweet smile enough to make anyone's heart melt. Misaki Ayuzawa was no exception.

"Reward me?" She looked at him.

"Of course" He said as he placed a kiss on her neck "A reward for being so patient for me." He said as his hands went straight towards the buttons on her shirt.

Takumi kissed her forehead as they walked towards the plane. Misaki, who had been blushing a lot, walked hand in hand as Takumi dragged her suitcase. "I promise to communicate more." He said as they reached the place where they would part ways.

"You better, or I'll find someone else." Misaki joked with a chuckle as she looked straight trying to find the security area. She didn't notice until Takumi had stopped walking, she turned towards him and saw a very dark look on his face.

"I was kidding, haha" She smiled awkwardly as Takumi looked at her with a very serious face.

He ran a hand through his hair as he pulled her close and kissed her in public for everyone to see. "You shouldn't joke about such things." He spoke in her ear, "My dark side is not very pleasant." He reminded her, "And even if you tried to find someone else" he laughed "He'd be a dead man before he tried anything on you."

"Should a doctor be talking about taking someone's life?" Misaki looked away, she had forgotten for a moment that he had the audacity to kiss her in public.

"Should you be talking about finding someone else then?" He said as he looked straight into his eyes.

Misa sighed "I was joking. JOKING"

"Fine" Takumi said as he smiled and kissed her forehead again "I'll let this one slide, just take care of yourself while your master is away."

"How many kisses are you going to plant on me?! Haven't you had enough?" she said the last part very slowly as her face turned red, thinking about what all had conspired in that damned hotel room.

"I could never have enough of Ayuzawa, but this will hold me for a while~" He smiled as he kissed her hair "Anyway, it's time I let you go now." He said as he looked at the sign boards, it was time.

"Snap, I'm late" Misaki said as she looked at her wrist watch. "I better get moving."

"Take care, okay?" Takumi said as he looked at her worriedly "Don't skip your meals or over work yourself. I love you" He said with a smile. Misaki looked down with a smile "I love you too" she said as she kissed his cheek out of the blue catching him off guard.

"Never cease to amaze me, do you?" Takumi smiled as she walked away.

"I will never cease to amaze you." She murmured as she walked away from Takumi with a smile. Even though they met for a short amount of time, she had enjoyed it. She felt happy and content. The butterflies in her stomach made her feel like as a bubble. This was just what she had needed for a long time. This was just what she wanted. This…this was enough.

The tenth year.

Takumi smiled as he laid her down on the bed. The wedding had been tiring, and they had finally escaped everyone and everything, thanks to that Tora. He had helped her out of the dress that looked so pretty on her. Saying that this was the happiest day of his life would be an understatement.

"Quit staring." Misaki said embarrassedly as she looked at him with a blush, today was the happiest day of her life. After so many years of separation, they were finally together.

"Can't" Takumi teased as he kissed her cheek "You're so beautiful." He confessed as he held a few strands of her short hair in his hand "I never thought I'd get so turned on by a haircut" he grinned victoriously, "I can't believe we're married."

"I can't believe I married a perverted outer space alien" Misaki said with a laugh as Takumi pouted.

"But you love this alien" Takumi said, his happiness couldn't be hidden even if he tried. Misaki nodded with a blush as he kissed her neck and possibly left a mark.

Takumi had realized over the last couple of years, that it could never be enough when it came to Misaki. It would never be enough. But, it was okay that it was never enough. It always lead him into anticipating what could happen next. She was always full of surprises to him and he loved that about her.

It was never enough, but it didn't have to be.

THE END

Author's note: How was it? I was going to add an extra section titled "Kirei's story" but I didn't because it felt too irrelevant. Anyway, I'll update the other stories later. Tell me how this turned out. Much Love- MissKirei.