His Slave | ALICE IN BORDERLAND

Chapter 12 - Confused feelings

Chishiyas POV

I have been more observant lately, I've been planning to steal The Beaches cards for a long time. For that I have to watch the militants and the consecutive's. But this is a different kind of observing. Akari Tachi has made me so curious to the point where I find myself searching in the crowd for her.

She's different. I knew that the first time I played a game with her, her thinking is different. While people would be stupid, drink and party she would prefer to not. With all opportunity to have fun she chooses no to.

After our hearts game I was clear of a few things.

1. She possibly went through a traumatic experience

2. She doesn't want to talk about it

She also seems to be a lot similar to me. Intelligent.

It's important for smart people to challenge each others thinking. That's why I want to ask her about my plan. Another part of me says that I can't trust her and that she's going to talk to Hatter about it. Maybe to possibly get up the ranks.

So as I sit at the top of the roof of the hotel I watch the people swimming below me. My eyes travel across them, until a loud bang is heard, a pair of footsteps following behind.

Akari Tachi. Her eyes crinkle as the sunlight reaches her eyes, her eyebrows furrow as she looks at me. She's wearing some shorts and a cropped top, a loose jacket over her shoulder almost positioned in a way to hide herself. Her wounded shoulder seems to be healing. Eyes are staring into mine with curiosity. I always find her eyes interesting, they're a simple brown colour yet they look soft even with a harsh gaze. I'm not stupid, I know that she is attractive. I just don't care about those things. I then remembered our last encounter, she seemed uncomfortable with the situation she agreed to.

"Sorry," I say thinking it would make her trust me more as apologies usually make people more comfortable, "for asking you to distract Niragi."

"You shouldn't be apologising, it was my decision," she said.

I nod in response.

I always found her words and acts contracting to her looks. Her words were always well thought out and strongly spoken, yet she looked fragile. She always looked determined and courages in games yet she really wasn't on the inside.

She puts up a good act. It is just easy for me to see past the mask, I always do.

"Come with me," I turned to her fully, "I have another favour."

Internally I thought that she would reject my offer considering the last thing I instructed her to do. When she nodded I left, headed to the bigger suites in the hotel.

"What are we doing?" She asked whispering and tapping onto my shoulder.

I ignored her and continued walking.

"Where are we going," she said clearly curious.

She asks lots of questions.

I grabbed onto her wrist and continued walking, urging her along. She seemed surprised as shock crossed over her face at the sudden contact before heat began to rise into her cheeks.

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When we finally made it to the suites I finally explained to her.

"You need to go in that suite and look for a safe."

"A safe?" She questioned her eyes crinkling in thought.

"Yes, just tell me if you see it," I said with a neutral tone even if I was a bit annoyed. "I need it for my plan," the words slipped out of my mouth.

"Did I distract Niragi for your plan too?" She said eyes brightening a bit.

"Yes," I said feeling a bit worried about her knowing, "how about if we find the safe, I can tell you my plan."

She nodded quickly before sauntering into Hatters  room. The room itself was covered in a large Persian rug with paintings spread around hung on the wall. A four poster bed sat

I walked into one of the militants rooms. It was large and I began to search through their draws and cupboards quickly. I wasn't stressed, just cautious of getting caught in this room. When I deducted that nothing was in here I began to move out only to be stopped.

Niragi.

His gun was in hand as he walked into his room with two girls in bikinis following soon after. He stood still when he saw me, as if he was frozen in place.

"What the fuck are you doing in my room?" He shouted angrily pressing the tip of his gun to my head.

"I don't know Niragi, what am I doing in your room?" I said with a snarky tone.

"I asked you a question," he said with a venom laced tone.

I shrugged my shoulders, expression unwavering. I know I would get killed if he found out what I was doing. Niragi took a step forward allowing me to see full view of the person stood behind him, an uncomfortable look was in her face as she stood in a revealing bikini. What is she doing? I looked away from her body as a mere act to gain her trust.

She walked forward plastering on a shocked look onto her face. "Niragi, sorry we didn't know it was your room, we just wanted some privacy if you know what I mean."

She was taking deep breaths through her nose as if to calm herself. With so much skimpy clothing hanging onto her body, I was getting full view of her back. Scars streaked her back some were healed and were a light white colour, others were red and infected. One in particular had crusted blood and was deep and looked painful.

"Privacy?" Niragi questioned, "you want to have sex with him?" He pointed at me before looking at me as if I was disgusting. Meaningless. He was jealous that was clear, especially after the rejection a couple days ago. I tilted my head at him a hard look on my face.

"Of course," Akari stated as if it was obvious, "you know how it is just so loud down there." She was now looking towards one of the girls who seemed to be basically topless.

"Yeah," she said with a perky voice, "it's really quite up her, that's why I love fucking all the executives."

It was true this annoying girl had tried to hit in me multiple times. It was quite embarrassing for her.

"I apologise again, we should go now Shuntarō," she said now facing me. The nickname was said so casually yet it made an unfamiliar pang run through my body. Yet my expression remained neutral as I walked next to her, taking a step behind her in order to cover the sight of her scars from others.

Niragi watched us leave with a hard glare before he turned to the girls beside him, a sly smirk appeared on his face.

I pulled her towards my room since it was close and she felt extremely uncomfortable with revealing clothing. I could easily tell by the way her arms crossed over her chest away from prying eyes and how she picked at the material of her bikini trying to cover herself.

I closed the door the shut.

"How many times do I have to save you?" She said trying to lighten the mood.

"Akari..." I trailed off. Would she want me to bring it up? Would she leave? I should try to help. Especially after she saved my life.

"Are you ok?" I said.