Ideal | ni-ki

Chapter 20 • Confrontation

Chapter TWENTY

I felt my cheeks getting warmer as those words leave his lips. He's not serious, is he?

"Your rizz game sure is out of this world for an 18 year old like you." I playfully punched his chest but he caught my hand and lightly intertwined our fingers, leaving me speechless.

"Why do you always see me like I'm some kid?" He frowned.

I laughed, "Cause you are. Are you not?"

"I'm turning 19."

"Still. NineTEEN. I'm already in my 20s, you should be looking for someone around your age." I said but what came out of my mouth doesn't feel right. Ni-ki has his years ahead of him and heck we're far from compatible. 

"Let's see." He said leaning his head back.

I tapped on his leg before standing up, "Let's go to bed, Ni-ki."

"Yeah, goodnight." 

"C'mon, it's late. You need to sleep." I tugged on the hem of his shirt.

"Sleep where?" He raised his eyebrow. 

"Your room?" 

"You mean, your room now?" He smirked.

My eyes widened. Wait, does it mean there's only one room in his apartment and he gave it to me?

"So you're sleeping on the couch?!"

"It's fine, Serena. I'm used to sleeping on the couch. You should go and rest." He gave me a re-assuring smile.

"Why didn't you tell me that it was your room?! I should've taken the couch! Enougn that you let me stay in here and now I'm taking your room?" I feel really bad. He should be comfortable at his own home.

"Relax, a 'thank you' is enough.....with a kiss."

I let out a sigh and shook my head, "Thank you."

"That's it?" As if he is waiting for the latter.

I rolled my eyes, "Yes, that's it. Thank you for being kind to me." I said and turned around, my back facing him. I started to walk back to my room but stopped before touching the knob.

I firmly closed my eyes and let out a sigh. Is this the right thing to do? I mean, it's just to repay for his kindness right?

I put my pride aside and quickly walked towards back to Ni-ki who is now looking confused but before he could react, I gave him a quick peck on the cheek.

"Wha--"

I sushed him and ran back to my room, locking it. With my heart beating against my chest, my back leaning against the door, I recapped what just happened. Why am I acting like I'm in a high school? I'm 24 for goodness' sake, it's just a kiss. Friendly kiss. Yeah. That's it.

My body finally relaxed when I hit the bed and without realizing, I finally dozed off.

niki.

"Ah, THE Nishimura Riki finally shows up. Took you long enough."

I gave Kimura cold, dead glare. "What the fuck do you want? You're that desparate to see me huh?"

After the trauma he planted on Serena, I just can't take this motherfucker anymore. Until now, he is still blaming my father for the death of his wife whom was madly inlove with my father even though he was married to my mom and already had us.

My dad passed away years ago. We weren't broken family and definitely, my dad never cheated on my mom. He died from a natural disease but this Kimura bitch thought my dad killed himself because he was guilty of killing Yuka.

"You got your father's eyes, Riki-san. I heard you're part of a mafia group?"

"I don't have to time for chit-chats. Just tell me what you want."

"I see you came out of your shell after I gave your girl a little warning. Didn't know Riki san is a lover boy?"

I clenched my hand into a fist, trying to hold back myself from punching this crusty-old man until his brain splatters everywhere.

"No wonder your wife killed herself, because she couldn't stand to be with a psycho." I just knew I hit a spot. Mentioning his wife will entirely change his mood.

"She had an affair with your father and your father killed her! I should've been the one to kill him!"

I smirked, "Your wife's unrequited love made her go crazy that she ended her life. Not even her husband's love was enough to make her live. Wait, 'love'? Did you even love her? After all the beatings? The abuse? The violence? You need to realize that there is no one really to blame for her death but you. You killed her, Kimura Yoshi. You killed your wife."

Kimura couldn't accept everything he's heard so he's about to go ballistic but I was able to predict his next move. Before he was able to pull his gun, I kicked him on the stomach making him stumble and fall from his seat and his gun escaping from his hand.

Everyone in the cafe started panicking and leaving. Kimura kicked the chair infront of him that made me stumble. He quickly stood up and attacked me and now he's on top of me, about to stab me with a knife.

"Fucking psycho." I retorted, trying to stop him from stabbing me.

"Your father's sin cannot be repaid by taking his own life so his children will pay. Now Riki-san, you'll know the pain of losing the love of your life once I take yours away. Let's test that level of cockiness shall we?"

Anger boiled up inside me that I use all my strength, adrenaline rush and high level of emotions combined to push Kimura Yoshi. I landed on my feet but regretted when I felt a slight pain on my right cheek. It seems like I was sliced a bit.

"Just accept it, Kimura Yoshi. Accept what you did and leave us the fuck alone." I retorted, rubbing the blood off my cheek.

"After I put you all to hell, Nishimura."

"You will never win, Kimura Yoshi." 

Police sirens can now be heard from nearby, meaning the cops are coming to catch us and I cannot be caught. I started running away but before I can get far, I felt a deep slice on my back making me scream in pain.

"That's right. Scream." Kimura then laughed like a mad man.

Fuck I got no time.

I don't to use a gun on this motherfucker but it leaves me no choice. I took my gun out and shot him on the leg. His laugh was interrupted and he fell down, screaming in pain. I am not giving you the satisfaction, old man.

The cops are here. Shit.

I ran away as possible before they can see me with a bloody back.