Warcross 3

Chapter 1

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Why is it always so god damn cold outside? It really ruins my mood. I walk towards the nice polished car awaiting my presents.

I just got done with work. I'm officially the new CEO of Henka Games. I knew it was going to be a tiring job but, I feel like I could drop any second. Seriously, how did Hideo keep up with all this paperwork? Hideo. Even the thought of him makes me tingle. I mean. I guess he had Mari and Kenn but, Kenn is serving his time and as for Mari, she also is serving her time too. Hideo finished his sentence. But he is still constantly followed around by the police.

I'm in the car looking at the milky way Hideo showed me at our first dinner. Hideo. Black hair. Always as polished as ever. His white strand of hair. His glistening eyes. He was always so relaxing to look at. And then, Zero happened. Me and Hideo still see each other but its just not enough. I want to see him more. I want to feel his soft gentle lips touch my face. I want him. Only him. He's a drug. I just can't let go of him. I only get to see him when I have days off or when we have meetings. I'm worried about him. After everything that happened. He's apologized to me at least 100 times. Though there's something he's just not telling me. Something.

I hop out of the car. After what happened with Zero, the first thing Hideo did was buy me my own house. It's a beautiful house. Pretty big for one person but, you know Hideo. He's to much sometimes. I walk in and set my shoes to the side. I then place my bag on the table and take my phone out. 29 messages. "Work. Work. Work. Wor-" I stop at one message. One message. The only message that catches my attention. 

{Good afternoon Ms. Chen. How was work?}

It's Hideo.

{How do you always know when I'm home? Camrea's? Or are can you just see the future?}

{See the future? That's a new one.}

{Don't avoid the question. How do you do it?}

{That's for me to know, and you to figure out.}

I snicker. Then, a request appears at the corner of my eye asking me to link with Hideo. I sigh before accepting and place my phone on the counter.

"A skirt today? That's new." Hideo's words make me blush. His voice calm and as British as ever. "You told me to try something new. So I did." My back is turned towards him. "I think it's cute."
His hologram is by my side. I can't help but blush and look away. I continue sorting my papers and ignore him. I can feel a hint of frustration in him. "But that's not what I meant." I look at him. His eyes searching. He's wearing a white t-shirt and grey sweats. While I'm wearing a White shirt with a black tie, a black skirt and my black jacket. I took the jacket off though. "Then what did you mean?" 
"I meant something new for your schedule."
"What's wrong with my schedule?"
"You're overworking yourself. You should take a break." A break? Is he crazy or am I hearing things? "If I take a "break" I'm wasting time that could be spent on the NeuroLink."
"It'll be a waste if you pass out half way." his voice becomes serious. A rather cold but calm tone. "Did you ever take breaks when you were working?"
"Of course."
I roll my eyes. "Yeah right. Then who did the work while you were gone? Huh?" It takes him a moment. He looks toward the window. "Well. I had Mari." Mari. She helped him every step of the way. But. "What about Kenn?" He looks at me. "Kenn meant nothing to me." He looks away. "But he did." 


He stays silent. We both search the sky as we stand thinking of what the hell our minds were focused on. "Take a break." I look at Hideo. He's still looking at the sky. "Hideo-" He looks at me with that piercing stare. "Emika." I haven't seen that stare in a while. But I still know the meaning behind it. 

I'm afraid that every time I see you might be the last.

Those words ring in my ears. He's worried about me. Of course. "Hideo. I'm fine." He looks away. "Hideo." He looks back at me again. "I'm fine. Really." A faint smile hangs on the corner of his lips. "You're as stubborn as ever." I snicker "You're one to talk." I offer him a smile and he offers me one in return. I want to kiss you right now. Badly.
Tomorrow.
I can't wait that long.
See you tomorrow. He sighs.
Goodnight beautiful.