Lilian's POV
My motherly instinct instantly kicked in when Izumi said she was going to study with a friend. She never said she ever had a friend!
But with the gut feeling that something good will happen as a result of all this and the thought of something bad will happen was me being my gullible self let her do her thing.
. . . .
It's been 4 straight hours and Izumi hasn't returned yet. She texted me at 6 o' clock and now it's 10 o' clock. What if something happened to her!?
WHAT IF SHE GOT KIDNAPPED!?!? RAPED!?!? OR WORST.. KILLED!?!?!?!??!?? OH MY GODD!!! I WON'T BE ABLE TO LIVE WITH MYSELF IF THAT HAPPENED!!!!
I decided to do anything and everything I could but not a single trace. I devided to call the one and only person who could help me at the moment...
Mamoru.
I picked up my phone and dialed his number. The dull yet lively sound of the keypad made me frown. "Yes?" Mamoru's voice echoed. "Who is this?" "Mamo! Mamo! It's me!" I screamed. "Calm down. Is it you Lilian. Is it really you?!!" He asked curiousity, yet shock filled his words.
I nodded only noticing I was on the phone I said yes. "Can you help me find Izumi, Izumi Kisaki?" I asked him hestiant.
"Kisaki? Do you-" he started but you cut him off. "She's my daughter and... I'm afraid she was looking for Ota, her father." I said. "Okay. I'll see what I can do." He said and the beep signalled he ended the call. Sighing. I headed towards the bed and stared at it dull like.
"It's just not the same." I murmured and tried to fall asleep. Instead I ended up crying myself to sleep. Missing the hugs and the warmth Ota brought to me long ago.
Ota's POV
Her eyes gleamed, twinkled and shined in delight as she caught the sight of my paint, paintbrushes and paper before I could complain she took it all and sat on the floor, belly down and started to paint something that tree..
She...
...didn't tell me her name... so I decided to ask. What else do I do? Call her in a rude manner? That would not break my title. I can't risk to lose that... just like I already lost
"What's your name?" I asked. "You know your mine, I bought you, you need to do as I say." I said.
Her eyes twitched slightly. "Izumi, Izumi Kisa." She murmured. She didn't seem like she was lying so I joined her on the floor painting away.
Izumi's POV
My eyes caught the art supplies around his room I grabbed them all. Well all that I needed anyway. Before Mr. Kisaki could complain about not using his stuff and all that blah blah blah....
I grabbed them and brought them on the floor with me. I ripped a piece of paper off the notepad and started to paint. I could feel Mr. Kisaki's eyes staring at me from shock.
I ignored it of course. "What's your name?" He asked. 'I knew it! I knew he was going to ask that question sooner or later. If it wasn't him it was someone else!' I yelled in my brain.
'He can't know my last name is Kisaki! He can't! He just can't!!' I yelled at myself again.
"My name's Izumi Kisa." I said. I tried my best to sound innocent and believable. He totally fell for it. He nodded and joined me on the floor painting away.
Anna's POV (Lilyanna) (Me)
The two we're so busy painting away they were completely oblivious that Baba had picked on the lock and the bidders had entered.
But the bidders were staring at Izumi. "Ota." Eisuke said in a loud and scary tone.
The two stopped immediately. Izumi ready to throw a sarcastic comment at him.
