Matters of The Heart

Dirty Little Secret

"Papa, I want a boyfriend."

Haruya turns to his daughter with a near-incredulous look. Bewilderment in his eyes and a half smile forming on his thin lips. Never in his years of giving Akito life, did he expects this question out of her. She was always on top of her studies, cares for her Korean friend like a doting sister, busy with her volleyball club activities, and hanging out at his businesses.

When has his little princess discovered a crush on a boy? She goes to an all-girls school.

Akito takes a step forward into her father's meeting room where two other men sit at the long table. Holding a sweet smile and her hands behind her back, she leans forward a bit with the silk ribbons of her sash around her waist falling forward. Despite the youthful and lithe appearance, there's a darker feeling coming from the teenager that unsettles the men at the meeting table.

"Can I have a boyfriend, Papa?" Akito asks sweetly her smile unyielding. "I passed this semester's exams and helped Yurichiko's sales go up by three percent."

Haruya's eyes glance at the men before turning his attention back to her. "Akito, we can talk about your request after this meeting. You know the rules, sweetheart." He tells her in a professional tone, clearing his throat and shooting her a warning gaze.

She frowns but quickly smiles again, "Fine~" She stands up back straight and walks out of the meeting room.

The moment the doors close behind her, her smile disappears into a scowl, and storms down the long hallway. Maids attempted to ask what was wrong, only to be yelled at and to know their place. The women are silenced and the fellow butlers turn away from the angered girl.

Akito usually keeps a level head and tries to keep her temper tantrums to a bare minimum with each passing year. Although she greatly dislikes it when her father, her dear loving father, pushes her wants aside because of a couple of men. It annoys her to no end.

So badly, she wants to throw items and push antiques off of furniture and kick in the rice paper doors. She wants to hurt the men around her and even break a few skulls. But she refrains to keep her father happy. She refrains just so she can get what she wants.

Disappearing into her large bedroom, she shouts to not allow anyone in before slamming the door behind her. Breathing heavy breaths with her hands shaking from wanting to hit something, she attempts to compose herself and takes deep breaths. Losing the tension in her shoulders and relaxing her hands, she then walks over to her large window and climbs onto the windowsill. Grabbing one of the many plushes her father has gotten her, she hugs it close to her and looks out the window into the night.

Taking another deep breath, she relaxes more with a frown on her lips. Below her window is the eight-foot wall that acts as a barrier between the Kira estate and the rest of Tokyo. Ever since she was a little girl, she always envied the clear view of the other side of the wall and saw groups of friends being able to meet so freely. Or even secret lovers using her family's estate as a meeting spot for its low traffic chances. This time around, the other side of her family's wall now acts as a meetup spot for various delinquents.

One of them being for Kisaki Tetta and Hanma Shuji.

She sighs dreamily seeing the tall boy lean against a tree with a cigarette hanging loosely from his lips. Hugging the large plush cat tighter into her, she buries half of her face into the soft fabric. She knows she's blushing at the mere sight of the boy, the way her heart rams inside her chest, and the constant need to be near him. She's only met him a few times, but those few times had struck a string in her chest.

Akito wants Hanma despite knowing he's absolutely no good for her. She wants him. She wants to be adored by him. She wants to engulf herself in his embrace and take in every scent he gives off; cologne or blood or sweat, she doesn't care. She wants him, and she wants him badly.