A/N: I'm happy that ever one is enjoying this story XP
But like I mentioned earlier… this is a fairly short story but I hope just as satisfying for everyone!
Chapter 5: When Triangles grow…
Recap
"What is it honey?"
"Bitch!"
"Sakura…" Syaoran panicked.
Everyone thought he was crazy when he went tearing down the hall screaming Sakura's name.
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Syaoran skidded to a stop in front of Sakura's dressing room and turned the doorknob furiously. He cursed as he found it locked although in his mind he already knew it had to be locked. Backing up, he rammed into the door blindness of the pain that shot through his shoulder. He ignored the crowd that gathered around him trying to figure out why he was breaking into Miyazaki-san's dressing room.
'Be okay' Syaoran commanded as he rammed into the door a second time and heard a crack of the door giving way.
He prayed to nameless gods as he rammed into the door once more and it gave way. Rushing into the room, he ignored his sore shoulder and settled his fury on the person on top of Sakura who was bust fondling Sakura's breast.
Syaoran's fury doubled when he took a glance at Sakura' s tear-streaked face. Without waiting for anyone else, He grabbed the man before the man could hit him and punched him full force on the face despite his shoulder that was already killing him. Letting the man drop from the pain in his face, he finally saw the people outside connect what had happened together and called the police while some workmen tied the rapist up.
Syaoran didn't look at the man once again as he went over to where Sakura sat holding her ruined top close.
"Sakura…I'm so sorry," Syaoran said sitting next to her as he reached out to her.
"Syaoran…it was …" Sakura started sobbing hard as she started to thank nameless gods that he had rescued her.
"Shh…. it's okay…. I've got you now," Syaoran assured her. He felt her move closer and throw herself into his embrace but he didn't care. They needed to feel each other right now…
"The rest of the photo session is cancelled." A girl called from outside. They were surprised that Miyazaki-san was being molested and no one but Li-san had known.
"They are such a cute couple…" A few girls muttered in the back as they waited for the police to come.
Towards the back though, Misuzu was not too happy about the 'touching' scene going on in Sakura's room.
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That night
Syaoran drew in his breath slightly as Sakura trailed her finger down his hurt shoulder.
"Does it hurt even if it's not bruised?" Sakura asked.
"A bit," Syaoran admitted as he gathered her closer. He had never been so afraid of losing her until that moment. He hadn't wanted to lose her like he lost Hazuki at all!
" I'm sorry… it was my fault" Sakura said snuggling closer to him.
"It's not…If I hadn't been able to get in…" Syaoran started but felt her finger cover his lips. He glanced down and saw her small smile.
"Let's not think of that…" Sakura said laid her head against him once more as his arms wrapped around her softly.
It had been less than 2 hours ago that the incident had happened. Since then, due to Sakura's insistence, both Syaoran and she had retired to his suite without commenting about the 32-year-old male actor who had tried to rape her.
"We can take a few days off," Syaoran suggested to Sakura but she shook her head.
"We have to be responsible Syaoran" Sakura said against his chest, " We have to finish what we have to do…"
Syaoran smiled at her, "Okay…"
She was a strong woman as Hazuki had been…a trait he admired greatly.
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Weeks Later…
Sakura wound her fingers through Syaoran's hair as they kissed for one of the last episodes of the mini drama. Although it had been a short time, the series was drawing to a close and the characters 'Shirou' and 'Miyoko' were trying to live a happy life despite the hearts they had to break.
" I love you Shirou…" Sakura muttered as she pushed herself into his embrace.
"I know…" Syaoran replied back and smiled softly.
"CUT!" The director called out, " Wonderfully done!"
"Of course it is" one of the workers said with a grin, " They didn't have to act any of the feelings when they are already together in real life."
Sakura flushed at that thought and as Syaoran and her walked off the set to change for the last scene she suddenly turned to him with a bright smile.
"We did good Syao-kun…" Sakura said absently. Next thing she knew, Syaoran was smiling one of his cute, rare smiles at her.
"What's the next scene?" The director asked the producer.
"The sex scene…. it shouldn't be too hard for these two…"
Sakura flushed at that. Her assistant walked with her to her changing room and helped her undress for the scene. Slipping her clothes off, she accepted her robe and put it on.
"Thank you" She said absently and headed back out onto the scene where Syaoran waited patiently for her.
"You ready?" Syaoran asked teasingly.
Sakura frowned and hit him lightly on the shoulder she knew was still a bit sore.
"Ouch!" Syaoran said with a frown.
Sakura never looked back as she approached the bed on the set. Sliding between the sheets she took off her robe and handed it to the girl that stood next to the bed. Sakura was only vaguely aware of the fact that the blanket lifted up once more when Syaoran entered.
"Okay you two… all set?" The director yelled out.
Both nodded and Sakura laid down focusing her eyes on Syaoran's lips that curved into a smile.
"Remember this is your last scene! Make it believable!"
"They will…" A few people whispered and laughed. Sakura flushed when she heard that and shifted nervously. Her eyes widen a bit when Syaoran bent down.
"Relax…" Syaoran whispered into her ear. "Pretend they're not here…"
Sakura nodded and Syaoran leaned back up as the director adjusted the camera and started yelling out orders.
"Start!" the director cried out.
Sakura forced a serene expression on as she turned her face away.
"Miyoko…"
"Shirou…I'm sorry…" The tears came to Sakura's eyes and Syaoran wiped them softly.
"It's not your fault… I did what I wanted to do…you're not to blame!"
"It is… if I'd never have gone to your parent's funeral-"
"If you didn't go! I wouldn't have realized what my life was missing!" He insisted.
"Shirou! I stole you from you're wife and child…" Sakura said miserably as she attempted to roll away.
"And divorcing her was my choice!" Syaoran insisted and turned her back to face him.
Sakura bit her lip a bit and Syaoran closed the remaining distance to capture her lips.
As soon as his lips touched her, her mind went blank with passion and Sakura forgot this was a scene… it turned into pure, raw sex. Their lips melded naturally as she turned her head to accommodate his trailing lips…they' d done this before and each time they did, Syaoran never ceased to please her…
A groan spilled from her lips as his finger brushed lightly against her nipple. The pleasure that ran up her spine made her arch against him and reach for his head to bring his lips to hers. Opening to his insistent tongue, Sakura felt him definitely hardening against her and arched upward to increase the pressure. To her delight, she watched his amber eyes darken with passion as he lightly pushed back insistently. Sakura purposely opened her lips and slid her tongue a bit a across the opening knowing how much he was affected by the mere thought of evading. Sakura got what she wanted as he bent over her once more and evaded quickly. Wrapping an arm around his neck she pulled insistently for him to lower himself closer to her, he obliged as his hands wander to cover her breast. Sakura took a sharp breath as his hands moved expertly over her breast. She closed her eyes and let the pleasure take her as she imaged his eyes looking at her now in this position as he had done many times before.
'Hazuki…'
Sakura eyes snapped open as the image of Syaoran doing the same thing to an unknown woman filled her thoughts so strongly and completely. She pushed him off and sat up before she remembered where she was.
"Cut!"
Sakura's eyes focused on the silent staff and a grinning director.
"It was perfect till that moment Miyazaki-san!" The director praised. " We'll use that and move on…good work you two!"
Sakura saw a girl walking up to her with her robe and she accepted with a thank you. She tried to ignore Syaoran who was wrapping himself up as well next to her.
"Honey…" Syaoran said finally as they walked back to their own dressing rooms. " What happened up there?"
"No…nothing…the scene…just triggered a memory…" Sakura stuttered out. Her eyes widened slightly when Syaoran wrapped her in a warm hug.
"I'm sorry…" He muttered into her hair. " I forgot that the incident is still fresh in your mind…"
Sakura merely clung to him, letting him believe that. "Yeah… the memory…"
"I'll be more considerate…" Syaoran said pulling her closer into his embrace.
Sakura nodded against his chest and pulled back a to stare at him. " Syaoran…I want to know more about you…you and Hazuki…"
Syaoran smiled. " Of course…what do you want to know?"
" Just what you did with each other…what you like to do…that kind of stuff…" Sakura said naming random things.
"I see… well…Hazuki was always trying out new restaurants so we did a lot of that and shopping…who could forget that…" Syaoran said with a small laugh as Sakura watched his eyes grow a bit distant. Despite the small jealously rising in her chest she continued to listen as he told a few tales about some of their memorable memories.
"…We were going pretty well until that incident…we had a huge…stupid fight and well…I wanted to apologize to her but never got the chance to…"
"Why not?" Sakura asked looking at his expression as it turned into a painful one.
"She died…"
"Oh…" Sakura suddenly quieted down as she stared at her hands. Her head finally lifted when she felt him shift and she decided she was going to ask anyways. " So…what caused that fight?"
Syaoran glanced down and sighed a bit. " Misuzu…"
Sakura's eyes widened a bit…" Misuzu?"
"Yeah…. but you should go get dressed." Syaoran said pushing her to her room.
Sakura nodded and allowed him to escort her to the door of her dressing room.
"Syaoran…" Sakura said as she was stepping in.
"What?" He asked turning back.
Sakura ushered him over with a hand and when he was close enough she wrapped her arms around his neck lovingly as she pressed herself against him.
"Sakura…" Syaoran stated with a half-groan.
"Stay with me for a bit…" Sakura said pushing herself into his chest. " Please?"
Syaoran didn't say anything as he lifted her into his arms and carried her into her dressing room. " You're going to regret this…" He teased.
"I won't." Sakura said positively. No matter how she wanted to excuse her behavior, the fact remained she was really attracted to Li Syaoran.
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The Next Day
Sakura wandered the halls looking for Misuzu…perhaps she could answer some questions that she had about Hazuki. If she could fill in the necessary blanks then she could maybe get Hazuki to leave her alone. Lately she's been having dreams of running in fear through a forest and taking turns only to end up at a dead end.
Turning another corner in despair at never being able to find Misuzu she finally spotted Misuzu…with her husband.
Sakura had no choice but to greet the both of them since she had walked out far enough to be noticed already. With a quick greeting to both, she felt a bit of frustration as Misuzu used that chance to escape to allow her husband and her to "talk" things over. As soon as she started walking off I turned and excused myself from Akito.
"Sakura!" Akito said grabbing her arm a bit roughly.
"What?" She asked irritated at her fickle husband and Misuzu.
"We still have to talk… the rumors of you and Li are getting worse…"
"And if they're true, what would you do?" Sakura asked challenging her husband.
He took a breath and stared back into Sakura's emerald eyes. " I won't allow my wife to do such things with a man!"
"So you're saying it's okay it a man is fickle but if a woman is then she's a slut?" Sakura asked crossing her hands underneath her breast.
"I didn't say that!" Akito said.
"You implied it!" Sakura shot back with a frown. " Whatever Akito… the way we're going is leading up to divorce anyways… we might as well-"
"I want to start again Sakura… you and me can do it… I can arrange for a trip and we can forget about our affairs and move on."
"Is that suppose to make me feel better?" Sakura asked incredulously.
" I really broke it off with her Sakura…I really want to try again…and we can start our family." Akito said softly as he turned Sakura to face him all the way. " Just one more chance Sakura… let's take a trip tomorrow and see how much love we still have with each other.
"I don't think-"
"Just a trip to see…" Akito pleaded.
Sakura merely searched her husband's eyes and finally let out a defeated sigh. " I'll think about it…"
Akito nodded and excused himself as he turned to leave. Sakura merely watched him leave before she turned back to her dressing room. The drama was wrapping up and the press conference had just finished earlier. She had a few things to clear out before meeting Tomoyo in the parking lot.
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Sakura grabbed her stuff and made a final check before shutting the lights out in her temporary dressing room and started to head out. In about fifteen minutes Tomoyo would meet her in the parking lot. Although it was a relief to get the drama over with, a sense of longing to see Syaoran hung over her mood. Pushing the thought out of her mind she walked down the hall quickly until she felt someone take hold of her arm and jerk her to the side.
Turning to face her attacker, she saw amused amber eyes staring back at her.
"Where are you going?" Syaoran asked pulling her fully into his arms.
"To the parking lot…" Sakura said softly as she allowed him to hold her.
"Misuzu said your husband was here." Syaoran said as he pressed his lips against her forehead.
"He was…he wanted to get together again." Sakura admitted.
"You did say no right?" Syaoran asked. " It is, after all a choice Hazuki would've made…" Syaoran said with a small smile.
Sakura merely pulled out of his arms and stared long and hard at him. " But I'm not Hazuki…"
"Of course not…" Syaoran said
"Sakura?" Tomoyo said from the door down the hall, " Ready?"
Sakura nodded and started to walk off.
"Sakura!" Syaoran said. "Don't go…"
"He's my husband…it's okay for me to go on a trip with him."
"We can go as well!' Syaoran said walking with her down the hall.
"Not without being in every magazine and gossip column." Sakura said staring at the door in front of her rather than him. What was she to him? Hazuki? Sakura? What?
"Sakura…just don't go…Hazuki wouldn't have…you wouldn't! if you do…"
"If I do then what will you do?" Sakura asked throwing a glance over her shoulder. "Will you leave me? It doesn't matter does it Syaoran… after all…I'm not Hazuki…"
With that Sakura turned and ran towards Tomoyo's car without looking back. She made her decision…she'd allow her husband one last chance.
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The Next Day
"I'm glad you came." Akito said with a small smile.
Sakura merely nodded and accepted his hand as they walked into the terminal and to the plane bound for Hong Kong. She didn't want to think of Syaoran today… after all wasn't she just Hazuki to him…
'Concentrate on Akito Sakura!' she chided herself. She had wanted to fix her marriage right?
"Ready?" Akito asked jerking her out of her thoughts.
"Yeah…" Sakura said handing her ticket to the flight attendant standing by the entrance.
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That Night.
Sakura yawned quietly as she stretched on the bed. Today would be the first night in weeks that she'd sleep next to her husband. In a way she felt uncomfortable…she was so used to sleeping alone or in the arms of Syaoran…she didn't know if she could readjust back to her husband.
"I'm turning out the lights." Akito said as he turned them off and walked around to his side of the bed. Sakura took that opportunity to crawl underneath the blankets and sheets and curl on her side of the bed since it was a bit chilly.
"Come here…" Akito said as he moved over to her and hauled her against him.
Sakura felt herself stiffen a bit but she forced herself to relax into his arms. Quite suddenly she felt her husband's hand slid against her thigh and his warm breath on her neck.
'He's your husband!' Sakura reminded herself as she allowed him to turn her and kiss her fully on the lips.
It wasn't any different then how Sakura used to remember his kisses but after experiencing the desire-filled ones with Syaoran…these…these modest kisses were nothing…
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2 Days Later.
Sakura stretched slightly on her own bed at the hotel Tomoyo rented for her. She had come back early this morning from Akito and her trip but nothing but Syaoran filled her thoughts. She knew he was probably mad at her…. With a sigh she lifted her cell to call Tomoyo but she stopped when she remembered Tomoyo saying something about being busy today. Sakura glanced at the clock and watch as 7:59 turned to 8pm.
"I'm going crazy!" Sakura decided and stood to pull open the closet door. She'd go down the block to the local club for a drink…perhaps that'd cool her down some. Ever since landing this morning she had a feeling of anxiousness and pent up energy roaming her system.
"Dancing and drinking should relieve it!" Sakura announced to herself as she pulled on a thigh high black dress that cut open to show her chest at a modest level. Slipping on some black heels as well, she twisted her honey-brown hair up and pinned it up with an onyx chopstick. Checking her appearance in the mirror she added a simple gold necklace and some lip-gloss before grabbing her purse to leave.
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At The Club
Sakura sighed. The rush of excitement at being in a club no longer filled her as it used to in her teen years. She had entered this club only to be hit on by younger guys and sit idly with a martini in hand. Glancing around the club she could only distinguish the party teens, the middle-aged adults looking for a mate and the ones like her who seek a drink and entertainment.
Turning back to her drink she suddenly felt a rush of energy to get up and dance at least one song before she left. Emptying her drink, she walked up to the dance floor and felt men surround her immediately. It seemed as if they welcomed her but she didn't care, all she cared about was the rhythm…and…her eyes connected with amber ones that was standing on the dance floor with the figure she knew immediately as Misuzu.
The rush of jealousy was overwhelming as she felt herself propelled suddenly towards them. The next thing Sakura knew she was pulling Misuzu off of Syaoran angrily…it all seemed like a dream that she was watching but she knew it was true when she saw Misuzu sneer at her as she took hold of Syaoran's arm again. " Just got back from one man and already trying to cling onto mine?"
Sakura could see Syaoran cold amber eyes on her but he said nothing as he allowed himself to be pulled by Misuzu towards the exit. Although they were leaving, Sakura had no idea why she was going as well. She trailed after them, it was all instinct that told her she had better go after him and it was all instinct when she grabbed his arm and pulled softly.
Quite suddenly Syaoran jerked his arm out of her grasp and with his cold, amber eyes he started to yell at her.
"You're the one who wanted to break up and now you want me back?" He demanded.
"I…" Sakura felt her mouth move to form and say that word.
"I thought you said you wanted to go…that you weren't Hazuki!"
Hazuki….
Hazuki…the name echoed in my head for a bit as my vision blurred and a splitting headache ripped across my head. Letting him go I turned to walk away…quite suddenly Sakura felt herself say
"But I love you…"
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The Next Day
Sakura looked at herself once more as she slid on the white dress suit that Tomoyo brought for her. She was silent as Tomoyo pinned her hair back and let wisps of her hair fall artfully down to frame her face and emerald eyes. Today was the last time she'd ever see Syaoran again…today was the official goodbye with the director, producer and everyone else.
"Sakura!"
"Huh?' Sakura asked glancing up at Tomoyo.
"I asked you, for the hundredth time if you're ready to go."
"I am!" Sakura said standing. Grabbing her purse she headed out with Tomoyo and a heavy heart. She had no idea why she felt so strongly for a fling…but quite suddenly her chest felt constricted.
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"Thank you for agreeing to the role Miyazaki-san!" The producer said with a smile as he shook her hand.
"It was fun working with you as well." Sakura said with a smile.
It had been an hour and half since she had been shaking staff hands and bowing in respect to everyone…now it was just down to the cast and she already met most of them except for Syaoran, who seemingly avoided her and the producer who she had just finished with.
"Sakura… we have to run so say your goodbyes quick!" Tomoyo said as she walked off when her cell rang again. Ever since Syaoran and she had done a bit of advertising for Tomoyo's clothing line, she had become three times as busy as she had ever been!
Sakura sighed and decided not to say goodbye to him since it seemed Tomoyo wa sin a rush…besides her chest and head was killing her…perhaps it was the alcohol from last night? But she only had two small glasses of martini…
"Miyazaki-san…let's get a last picture of you and Li-san before you have to go!" The director said as he motioned for a photographer to come over. Sakura forced a serene smile on her face as she inched towards Syaoran who had been dragged by the director over. Sakura felt a bit uncomfortable and the constricting in her chest grew to an unbearable rate as he pulled her closer to him. She felt no regret for having met him…even if 3 months was a short time to know him, she was truly thankful…
"All right! Thank you!" The director said with a grin and as soon as the photographer moved away so did Sakura.
With a deep breath since everyone was staring, she stuck out her hand and forced a smile on her face. "It was nice working with you Li-san…"
He merely looked at her with an emotionless expression as he also extended his hand and placed it in her outstretched one. Quite suddenly she felt tears enter her eyes as she realized this was the last time before they'd go their separate ways. She had overheard his manager telling the producer that he was going back to Hong Kong in a week. With a heavy heart she shook and felt him loosen his grip so she loosened hers as well. Blinking her tears back she saw the floor swallow her whole…
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Sakura's eyes snapped open as she saw a dimly lit room. Turning her head to the side, she saw her husband stir in the chair he had been sleeping in.
"Sakura?"
"Where…"
"You're in the hospital darling… according to Tomoyo, the doctor said it was lack of eating and resting…shame on you for not taking care of yourself!"
"I see…" Sakura said. " I'm a bit thirsty"
Akito nodded and got up to go fetch a cup of water.
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The Next Day
Tomoyo and Syaoran stopped by to visit since she was being held under Tomoyo's insistence for a couple of tests. Tomoyo left with the doctor to talk about the results while Syaoran sat staring at her.
"What?" Sakura asked looking at him as well from where she sat.
"I was just thinking how dumb you were to overexert yourself!" Syaoran said with a sigh. " You have no idea how heavy you were!"
Sakura merely smiled that he had cared enough to even lift her and take her to the hospital. She was even ready to forgive him for calling her heavy! Slowly she reached over and squeezed his hand before smiling at him. "Thanks for caring to visit…"
She didn't get to say more as Syaoran crushed his lips roughly against hers. As soon as it started he pulled away and started to say something but Tomoyo walked in.
"I better go…" Syaoran mumbled to the both of them and got up to leave while Tomoyo sat next to Sakura looking very solemn.
"What's wrong with me?" Sakura asked teasingly, "You look like the doctor told you I'm going to die tomorrow."
Tomoyo sighed and faced Sakura. " Sakura…. when have Li-san and you started becoming…intimate?"
Sakura thought for a while before she sighed. " Since we met I guess…"
Tomoyo drew a sharp breath in as she continued to stare at Sakura. Sakura suddenly smiled and looked at her as well.
"He was just complaining to me how heavy I was… anyone could've picked me up right?"
Tomoyo smiled wirily at Sakura. " They could've…but after you fainted, Li-san panicked and wouldn't allow anyone near you. He drove you here personally, paid your bills, and skipped the meeting for his upcoming movie to be with you."
"Really…he shouldn't have…" Sakura said staring at her hands. In truth, she was very happy that he had done so much for her…but she knew they couldn't keep this affair up.
" I asked…well paid the doctor to keep quiet."
"Keep what quiet? My fainting?" Sakura asked glancing at Tomoyo.
"I'm surprised a 2 and half month pregnant mother didn't even know she had a baby." Tomoyo said with a small smile.
Sakura's eyes bulged out at that announcement and she placed her hands roughly on Tomoyo's shoulder. " Are you sure?"
Tomoyo nodded, " the test's are all positive…"
Sakura reached down and placed her hand on her abdomen. " A baby…"
"The problem is… is it Li-san or your husband's since the baby was conceived around the time you met Li-san and you found out about your husband's girlfriend." Tomoyo said standing.
' I know it's Syaoran's…" Sakura said with a small smile. " During that time, we were the only ones having unprotected sex…"
"Will you tell him?" Tomoyo asked after a while.
Sakura stood and nodded. "He has a right to know."
Tomoyo nodded in agreement, " Then let's stop by the agency so you can tell him."
Sakura nodded and both got up to leave.
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Sakura took many deep breaths as she looked through each hall to see if she could glimpse him. A she walked she tried to rehearse how to tell him.
"Even if he doesn't want it, I'll keep it because it's my baby!" Sakura whispered to herself as she looked down another hall and spotted him talking to Misuzu. With a long, deep breath Sakura started to walk forward keeping her eyes on him even though her mind was in turmoil.
Suddenly her self-confidence broke and she turned away to walk rapidly away…she'd do it over the phone… she'd call him later….
"Sakura?"
She froze when she heard his voice and turned back to see him looking at her with a frowning Misuzu.
"Uh…Hey…" Sakura said with a small smile. It looked like it had to be now…
" Something you need?" Syaoran asked as Misuzu walked away from them.
"I…uh…just wanted to thank you again and…well…"
"Syaoran!" Misuzu said running towards him from the office she just came out of with huge eyes.
"What is it?" Syaoran asked a bit irritated.
"It's Hazuki!" Misuzu said breathless… " She's here!"
"Here?" Sakura and Syaoran both said as they stared in the direction of the room Misuzu just exit from…sure enough the door open a bit more the reveal a girl…
A/N: as cruel as I am to end it here… it's been 10 pages. XD I know it'll be a while before the next update but I'll try to put less time in-between… it's just that o have a couple hard classes and it takes up most of my spare time so hold tight!!!