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Her dainty fingers cupped under Matoko’s chin; her face now inches from his. “What do you think you’re doing..? Why can’t I turn my eyes away..?!” Matoko’s mouth then opened.
“Hirika! The bath is ready for you!”
Hirika deviously sensual taunt froze at the sound of Kyohei’s call from another room. Matoko’s retort had been silenced. She now wore a prideful smile.
“Let’s do this…the easy way, shall we?” she said in between taking up her bag and strolling out the room. Matoko sat still with stoic eyes, tuning out Hirika’s question to Kyohei about the bathroom.
“You…!”
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“You!”
A loud crack of skin to skin followed after a grown man’s irritated exclamation. Tomoe’s face, absent of emotion, remained turned, a hot pink print now pasted onto her cheek.
“My deepest apologies, Father.” Those words slipped calmly off her lips, leaving the freshly shaven man, clad in crimson yukata & wooden geta, fumed.
“Tomoe.”
“Yes?”
“Tell me. Why did I hit you?”
“Because I was disobedient and did not come home promptly.”
“No. I hit you because though you are a powerful Akayami heir, your mother and I love you. You have never done this before.”
“I know…and I tried to leave…but–”
Her father went on as a woman peeked in. “If a boy swayed you to–”
“NO!” she snapped. “I decide for myself!”
“Then why?”
“Because I found someone worthy!”
“I will be the judge if he is worthy of an Akayami or not. Do not forget who you are, Tomoe!”
“I go out of the norm ONCE, and I discarded my pride. Maybe it’s you, Father, who has forgotten me.”
He stood frozen, cut deeply by her words. Tomoe headed upstairs, as the woman spying hid herself.
“Hi Mother..” she said, without ever once seeing her. She emerged, both shocked and distraught, coming behind him, waist-length ebony hair fluttering around her ivory & magenta kimono, and rested her palms on his chest.
“Mmm…she has become very capable, no..?” she mused airily.
“Ever since she could speak, she has shown great potential to be the one who could revive the true Akayami spirit..” His hazel gaze dropped to the floor. “I was…!”
“You believe you were right, but…the moment you hit her, you forgot the burden she willingly carries daily for this family’s sake.”
She hugged him closer as if in pain. “Don’t you think you should trust in her spirit more…Yusuke?”
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I lay here wondering why I resist so much.
Why I keep taking so much upon myself, while sacrificing the one my heart chose.
This was my choice.
I wish all this pain…
would disappear…like a dream…
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“Mortal…”
A voice whispered in the night, awaking Matoko from a deep sleep.
“Am I still…?”, he thought, darkness blinding him.
The sweet voice called again, less audibly. “Mor~tal.”
“A female…? Why..?”
“MORTAL!”
“AGH!” Matoko recoiled backward, hitting his head against the bedpost.
“Ah good. You’re awake now,” Hirika said smiling faintly.
“What do you think you’re doing?!” he whispered back.
“Waking you up.”
“Don’t you know what time it is?”
“Not really.”
Matoko grabbed his digital clock, pointing to it. “It’s 3:48AM! Does that mean anything to you?!”
“Yes, but I cannot sleep..” she admitted.
His eyes narrowed. “So you wake me so I can share in the experience.”
Hirika smirked in playful contempt. “This is a perfect time to fulfill my end of the bargain without interruption, don’t you think?”
Matoko rested his head on the bedpost, shutting his eyes. “Might as well.”
Hirika stood from the floor and sat on the bed’s edge. “Don’t fall asleep. That would be rude.”
“How in the world could I..?”
—– Matoko listened as Hirika explained to him his situation & where she had come from —–
Crossing his arms, he stared outside. “Why choose me for this so-called ‘experiment’?”
“No mortal had your potential.”
Surprised, he turned in her direction. “No mortal had my–!”
“Ju~st kidding!<3 Any mortal would have sufficed.”
While giggling, she slipped down to her futon. Matoko laid on his side.
“Ni~ght mortal!”
“Hirika.”
“Hm?”
“My name..is Matoko.”












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2008-07-24 at 19:52:46
Aikou
*reads the end of post* -_- Why did it have to end….? I’m looking forward to the next segment. I have to say I love what you are doing with Hirika. She is adorable. ^_^ I’m hoping that Sacred Force is actually drawn out, because I’m looking forward to seeing the characters on paper. Awesome job as always, Alexiel. *gives you two thumbs up*
But I mean it…you stop one more time for an experiment…expect me the “one man angry mob” to be at your house with this *holds up pitchfork*. It better be a serious case of writer’s block that keeps you from doing so. Besides if I can write with bleeding eyeballs you can write with a broken hand (if you ever had this happen). ^_^; *giggles* Okay maybe not with a broken hand either…but no more experiments. I mean it. No. More. Experiments. Got it? *pats* Good.
2008-07-26 at 20:06:15
Alex Ninamori
Thank you for your continued support on this story. I wish that others who might be reading would give me a little feedback so I know how they feel about the characters and the story. Hirika is always fun though, since she has this incredible way of turning a situation around with just a few words. That’s her forte. ^_^
Yay for more fun threats! Hm..I didn’t stop for an experiment though. More like a derailing. I stopped because I lost control of my schedule and motivation. Hoping that doesn’t happen again, since I would love to see this on paper too, especially Reiho and Kyohei.
2008-07-27 at 03:17:51
Aikou
Yayz! He loves my fun threats! All in good fun.
Now I didn’t know you were derailing…. you should had told me that is why you stopped. I mean I knew you were busy, but not that busy to the point of derailing. I’m sorry. Okay, new exception. You can only stop for writer’s block and schedule derailing. I’m not making the exception for a broken hand because you have the other. It would only be if both of your hands were broken. Okay you have four exceptions. Hospital, two broken hands, writer’s block, and schedule derailing. Those are it. I won’t make it with bleeding eyeballs, because I did wrote a few days after painful eye surgery. I just made up that I couldn’t see in school for four days so I didn’t have to do anything. I needed a serious break, because everything was crap.
Anyway, I’m sorry that this comment too is obnoxiously long. But should I go make fun threats to people to comment. ^_^; Not kidding either.