情熱の音 - Sound Of Passion -

XII

Everything was falling into pieces. It all seems too perfect to be true, like the picture perfect stories in Book I've read, when I used to be younger. Yahiko is treating me well, almost like a princess even. Reading each wish off of my lips, looke into my mind like a magician and solves my problems with ease. I was enchanted to meet him, that is what I am sure of. It's crazy how my life changed over such little time. I've been with Yahiko for nearly three months now, a lot has happened and yet some things never changed. Yahiko and I begin to talk about moving in together, an idea he had for quite a while now, but I wasn't ready quite yet to leave everything behind. I was uncertain. Everything was perfect, and yet I couldn't stop thinking about him. Ji-Woon. He was haunting my head like a phantom, always roaming the back of my mind, always coming back just as I started to forget about him. I don't know what it is about him. If it was his charms, his style, his personality, his damn smile. Oh that smile. It always made my heart flutter and sink at the same time. He was intimidating, he always was, yet it drastically changed over those months. He has been constantly avoiding us, not daring to speak with us or give us a single glance. It was as if he was over us, that we weren't on his level, unworthy of his attention. And for some reason that stung each time I saw him. He would walk past me, his chin high and the look of pride was neatly written all over his features. I can't seem to forget the pain he always gave to me, especially on that one night. So why was I this upset? I wasn't sure but it gave me an headache for sure. It was messing with me in ways I never understood, I hated it. I hated him. Even now I am sitting on the chair in their personal studio, waiting to see him again. Trying to hush a single glance on the yellow jacket he always wore, get a good glance on his neatly perfect purplish hair. It drove me crazy. I slumb into the couch even further, sighing in defeat of the pain in my chest. His laugh and voice echos in the back of my mind.

"I hate you", I mumbled to myself as I stared towards my open hand, which turned into fists after those words passed my lips. I felt a hand grasp my shoulder then, causing me to look up and face Yahiko. He smirked in the most goofy way as ever. I don't care what people say, he was perfect in every way possible. My heart begins to pound against my chest. My cheeks begin to heat up, catching myself embarrassed for starring at him to long.

"Talking to yourself again?", he questioned me as he walks around the couch. His green eyes never separated from my own as he walks around. It was as if he was starring right into my soul.

"I-...uhm. You heard me?", I questioned now even more embarrassed than before, probably even more red, if that was possible at that point. Yahiko only chuckles in return, nodding his head before tilting his head at me, placing his finger over his lips. He tapped them lightly, breaking the eye contact and stares at the ceiling, probably thinking about something.

"What's on your mind?", I questioned interested while leaning a bit more forward.

"Who do you hate?", he asks. I opened my mouth to speak, shut it rather quickly though and sank my head. I played with the sleeve of the hoodie I was wearing, the one Yahiko has given to me. I wasn't certain if he should know that I thought about Ji-Woon that way. My head was suddenly pulled up, making me face my boyfriend who was leaned down to my level. He smirks as he held my chin in place with his left hand, while he rests the other next to my head onto the pillow. He leans in further, our noses almost touching before he spoke: "Answer the question, Darling."

I remained silent. I was starring into his eyes, losing myself in them in that very second. I was completely at his mercy. He then leans next to my head towards my ear. "Do you hate me?", he breaths out. He said it so calmly and quiet, that I wasn't even sure if he asked me something. Nonetheless I shoke my head, I wouldn't want him to think that. I could never hate him, my love was way to strong for doing such cruel act. He chuckles, his warmth breath hitting my ear, creating goosebumps to rise all over my body. I gulped, trying to swallow the big lump that caught itself in my throat. What are you doing to me? I questioned myself. My heart races uncontrollably, almost painfully.

"Didn't think so", he proceeded to say as he tilts his head and captured my lips with his very own. I melted into the kiss, forgetting everything else around me. The warmth that suddenly filled my body confirmed my love even more. I felt safe. The way he carefully slides his hand over my skin, made me feel wanted. I was in peace with myself, and that only because of him. He calms my nerves with ease, taking the pressure off of my chest and helping me see past the thoughts and judgements, which were clouding my mind. If only it lasted longer, unfortunately our moment got interrupted and that by none other than Ji-Woon. He clears his throat with a smirk at the edge of his mouth, taunting almost even. He was leaned against the door frame that lead into the studio. His arms were crossed over his chest, but as always he had to show his well built body. He needed it, the attention. He didn't care from whom, as long as he was in the center of each talk or activity.

"What's up, Ji?", Yahiko asks in a rather annoyed way, though his eyes remained on my face while he spoke, not acknowledging the man who seemingly was displeased.

"You have to come now", the showstopper said in a joyful way, leaning away from the door frame and started to approach us. The way he walked screams to be acknowledged, and I gave him it all. I was silent as I stared at Ji-Woon, and he was too. His yellow eyes bored themselves into mine. I had to admit, it was good to see him again, well, for him to stare at me again. Yahiko proceeded to lean away, turning slightly Ji-Woon's way and crossed his arms with an raised eyebrow.

"Why?", he questioned, not knowing for whatever reason Ji-Woon would come to get him for something, especially when there's thick air in between them.

"Don't bore me now, I don't wanna explain shit. I'm just here to tell you, that you're needed. Yagami went missing", Ji-Woon answers bored.
His face says it all, he didn't care one bit. I jumped up at those news.

"Yagami is missing!?", I questioned confused.

Ji-Woon's eyes met mine again. "Yes."

I trun my head towards Yahiko, who was in return starring with wide eyes at Ji-Woon. He didn't hesitate and runs past Ji-Woon to the door. I tried to go after him, but Ji-Woon had other plans for me apparently. He grabbed ahold on my wrist, pulling me to his side, while the other hand grabbed ahold of my neck.

"And where do you think you're going?" The questioned sounds rather sinister and threatening. I felt uneasy as I tried to get away from his death-like grip.

"Let go! I want to follow Yahiko! We have to find Yagami!", I answered distressed by his sudden change in behavior.

"Oh you're so sweet~", he taunts in a mean way as he leans closer, "But I wanna have some fun with you~"

I stopped in place, not moving a single muscle as he leans closer to my ear.

"I claimed you first after all..."