It was fate when he had seen her in the club. His heart fluttered with glee seeing her wavy hair and almond shaped green eyes. She hadn't changed much from their school days until now. Akiaya was more womanly since the last time he saw her. Her body was much more developed and voluptuous. It could have been the genetics from her mother side. He had sat by the bar watching her. Takeyasu knew she wouldn't recognize him at all. After all, he had changed from the scrawny, glasses wearing kid to a well toned man. Whoever said time changes everything was indeed right. Takeyasu was now a walking Adonis compared to before. Women willingly threw themselves at him, which he happily obliged giving them a bit of slap and tickle.
He had seen almost immediately when her face fell and her heart shattered but just as swiftly she schooled her features and was a mask of indescribable dignity and happiness. Watching her walk towards the couple he assumed she knew them just as he had known them. Taking his time, he casually walked over to them to give the couple his congrats when he had her the tail end of her threat to victor. "….take exceptionally great care of my dear cousin. Or I'll make sure that fortune's favor deals you the worst luck. Your life will be a living hell." He stifled his laughter under a cough. He had remembered how feisty she was and it showed with her threat to him.
After she walked away, his gaze followed her just before he turned his attention to his friend. Holding his had out in a handshake he pulled victor into a brief hug. Letting go he placed his free hand on top of Chun-Hei head. "It looks like you dealt with another threat. You better heed her warning. Heh." He chuckled at his agreement. Chun-Hei only smiled. "You heard them both Victor. My cousin and your best friend are right. You better treat me well." She then kissed his cheek. Victor lovingly kissed her forehead. "Haven't I always?"
Takeyasu moved back towards the bar. Incidentally, he sat next to Akiaya and watched her down shot after shot after shot. He wondered what made her drink so much. It was as if she was trying to drown herself in the delicious taste of Jell-O shots to forget her surroundings. Soon enough he had told the bartender to cut her off. She had had at least sixty shots already.
He couldn't bare to have anything happen to her. At that moment, he got up to go some place quiet to make a call to a cab for her. He didn't get very far into the call when he heard the doors opening. The sound of a stumbling clack got his attention. Takeyasu turned around to see it was Akiaya. She was drunkenly trying to maneuver out the club. He started to walk towards her to check to see if she was ok, when they bumped into each other. Noticing she was going to fall backwards he reached out to brace her only to feel her trip over her feet and fall forward. It was almost comical they way they landed. She had lifted her head up at him and the smile she gave him, although couldn't compare to her normal beautiful smile, was heart pounding to him. Just as he was about to speak to her, he heard the awful sounds of her vomiting and then feel a warm gooeyness on his chest. He laid his head back holding her in his arms. A bit of shock and laughter bubbled forth as he laughed at his unexpected situation. He was shocked to have her in his arms let alone her vomit clinging to his shirt but he was still happy to have her warmth next to his own. It took some finesse to maneuver his way up in a seated position and to stand up carrying her.
Once he was standing he cradled Akiaya closer to his vomit soaked chest and walked towards his car. He had hoped the cool air would help her sober up a bit but she never stirred. Placing her in the car he reclined the seat and buckled her in. Retreating to the driver side he drove them both to his hotel room. Takeyasu picked her up and walked inside letting the front desk know that he will need his shirt laundered. He received a nod of his head and stepped in the elevator pressing the button for the presidential suite. It wasn't always a suite he would use but he had wished to entertain some ladies but those thoughts were dashed when he had seen her at the event. She would take precedence over any other woman.
Takeyasu made her comfortable on the bed before removing her dirty clothing. When the knock came to the door he had already had their things in a bag waiting for them. His attention returned to her, but before they could leave he called out to the staff. "I'll need a few more towels please." Seeing the attendant nod her head at him he went to grab the two wash cloths. Wetting them both in cold water, he placed his body wash on one and gently folded the other. Slowly and tenderly he cleansed her body. Being careful not to touch her private areas. Once she smelled of him and not of disgust. He placed the clean cold cloth on her forehead and tossing the dirty towel back in to the bathroom causing it to land on the sink with a thunk. Takeyasu moved the office chair closer to the bed to wait for her to awaken. Just as he was about to fall asleep holding his head up in his hand she finally stirred. He felt his heart pitter patter seeing her drowsy face shown to him. Never in a million years had he expected to see the one woman he searched for everywhere to bless him with this face. A sense of proudness radiated from his skin.
Seeing the confusion cross her face he patiently waited until she spoke to him. "I'm Takeyasu Sagara. You got sick on me and I took care if you." He watched as she tried to put two and two together. He noticed something was wrong and when he heard the truth understanding and sadness battled within him. She was in love with victor and he was in love with her but she didn't recognize him and was in pain from the knowledge she could never tell her feelings to him. Something in him broke.
The sounds of her cries snapped him back to the realization that she was here with him and needed a shoulder. He moved closer to her and held her in his arms. Time continued to tick away but the two of them were in their own world. Her sobs were the only thing heard in the room until they became a whimper. He had decided to get another room for the night and allow her to keep his. Just as he was about to leave he felt her warmth on his wrist. At that moment he felt a current of electricity course through his arm straight to his heart. "Please don't go." Her words rooted him to his spot. All he could do was blink at her dumbfounded. "You shouldn't say that to a man…." He knew she was still under the influence even when he told her his full name she didn't register it but her pleading eyes kept him there.
He couldn't fathom how it happened but he knew it was real. Her lips were touching his. Him the former scrawny geek that never had a shot with her, the kid that was bullied by even the girls except her, the one that struggled with every subject in school but art and literature. He loved the way her lips felt against his skin but he knew she was only trying to get rid of her heart ache. "I wont be you're second choice. Either you're mines or not at all." He made his statement very clear as he loomed over her. He thought that would push her to her senses but when she pulled him back down for another kiss any resolve he had crumbled. His lips and hands formed their own minds as they caressed every inch of her body. His tongue soon followed suit when it reached her sensitive bud. Takeyasu tongue flicked and prodded in her nether region. He felt her hands clenching around his long black hair pulling it free from its ponytail. His hair cascaded down over their faces giving them a sense of cover. With their hips finally joined together he waited not for her to get used to it but to relish in the feel of her warmth and tightness just her essence in general.
Exhausted from their rounds of passion he held her in his arms stroking her hair. He knew she was sleeping with her even breathing. "I don't mind that you don't remember me but I hope you could tell that I've loved you." He watched her sleep until his eyes began to droop. Sleep was ready to claim him. The sky was an inky black with jeweled stars scattered across the skies when he finally was claimed into darkness. This was the first time that Takeyasu had slept as wonderful as he had in his life.
He felt her stirring beside him a smile tugged at his lips until he heard the panic in her voice. One thing he didn't want to happen was for her to regret their time together. After explaining what happened to her and coaxing her out of the bathroom he turned his back long enough for her to grabbed her freshly laundered clothing and get dressed. "Ya ready for breakfast Miss Akiaya?" She was still being stubborn and proud. Just when she was about to walk into a wall he grabbed hold of her wrist. Akiaya finally relented and let him show her the way. It was a small win in his heart but he knew it cost her a blow to her pride.