Miyabi Kurosawa POV
Tokyo, Japan
October 8, 2012Silence.
It was the very thing that is creating the tension in this very scenario. Silence was both a good thing and a bad thing. But right now for me, it was a bad thing as it making me panic internally.
Despite everything being silent, it felt deafening that even the smallest noise could bring me comfort. Ai's fans had already left so there were witnesses for what's about to go down here, other than her manager of course. As I'm hesitant to speak up and trying to think of words to say, my train of thought gets broken with sound of Ai's shoes walking across the room towards me.
With every step she takes, my heart slowly picks up the speed of its beat. I could feel myself tensing up at her nearing figure. Finally, she now stood in front of me.
I instinctively close my eyes as I see her arms raise. I was expecting either a punch or slap but none of it came. I was about to open my eyes as I feel an enveloping warmth around me.
I was shocked by this, after all, I would've expected her to at least be angry at me at some degree. I simply stood still as she hugged me, hesitant if I should do the same. I take a deep breath.
'There's really no thinking about what should be next here.'
I thought to myself before returning the hug she gave me. This caused her to stiffen up before relaxing a bit. I hug her tight and pat her head.
This small gesture makes her tremble and sniffle in our shared embrace and causes her to hug me more tightly. I could feel her tiny hands clutch my coat from behind, expressing that she doesn't want to let go. But it was my next words that'll cause her to burst.
"I'm here now. I'm sorry it took me a while."
I didn't realize the weight of my words for her until she cried out loud. Her loud cries startled me as I try to comfort her by stroking her hair repeatedly. I shush her in a comforting way and try to calm her down.
"Hey, hey, hey. It's alright. I'm here, I'm here. I'm not going anywhere."
"UWWWAAAHHH. MIYABI ONII-SAN, YOU IDIOT! I HATE YOU!"
I chuckle at her nervously. Her screams were, luckily, muffled with the way she buried her face into my chest. It was certainly a good thing that there weren't anyone near us other than her manager, or else, this could've been quite a sound bite for the paparazzi and media. I could see her manager thinking about intervening but I mouth the words 'I can handle it, don't worry.'
He steps back with a sigh and lets me do so. After a couple of minutes, her sobbing slowly goes away as she calms down. The only constant is her tight grip on me.
"I hate you."
She says, still muffled as she still has her head buried in my chest which is now wet from her tears. I chuckle at her words as I feel her pull back a bit, reluctantly. Seeing that there's still some tears on her face, I pull out a handkerchief and wipe it off.
"Yes, yes. I understand. I'm sorry."
I say with a sad smile as I wipe away her tears. Seeing that I'm not making any moves to run away, she lets go of the hug and starts smacking my chest cutely. She smacks my chest with a cute pout on her face as she does, loudly expressing her frustration at me.
"I was waiting for you to find me for a long while, did you know?! And here I find out you were disguising yourself as one of my fans and not revealing yourself?! What's up with that?! It's totally stupid!"
I scratch the back of my head in embarrassment.
"Well, I had personal reasons."
I shamefully admitted. My emotions I have on my face were clear as day, it was of regret, shame, and sadness despite the smile I used to hide it. After all, she wasn't looking at my face but my eyes instead.
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