Business Prince

Love is Unconventional

My head was in his chest, just below his head. I could hear his heart thumbing, it was almost as fast as my heart. His arms were were wrapped around my body, reminding me of the warmth I had experienced on that one night.

I gently shifted my body and he stiffened up, I wanted to let him know it was okay so I relaxed my body and buried my head in his chest.

"Thank you." I whispered, only loud enough for him to hear me. I starred at the pattern on his shirt not wanting to move. Every other time I had seen him he had been wearing a suit, and now it was basically the same except a bit more casual. He was wearing long black pants, with a button down shirt almost completely hidden by the nude colored sweater vest.

Kuro shifted and loosened his hold on me, but I grabbed his shirt and squeezed it tightly causing him to freeze. I felt as if I had let my instincts take over, and again I acted on impulse, but this time I knew exactly why I had done it.

The last time I had been hugged liked this was when my father was alive, and that was almost 5 years ago. Five years sense I've been touched with this kind of warmth and love by a human (even though this had only happened because I had tripped)... No wonder I had started to hate them.

My eyes began to water as I remembered the last time I had hugged my father. I had just turned fourteen, as a matter of fact it was exactly the day after my birthday. I had so much fun with my father, even though he was tied to this depressing little hospital room. He had a way of brightening, every where he went, up. Despite the circumstances that was the best birthday I had ever had. 

However, my happy day was over, and it was time to face reality. My father had a short amount of time left, very short, and I thank him everyday for lasting till my birthday and giving me one more good memory to have of him.

I remember it like it was yesterday... Reaching over the pale white bed and giving my frail father one last hug. And right before the heart monitor went blank he gave me one last signature smile, and through my tears I managed to give one back.

It was a sunny day that evening, not a cloud in the sky, truly beautiful. 

The bitter thought of it was something I couldn't hold in, maybe I should be over it by now, five years later.... but my father was the most important person in my life, I've never cared about someone as much as I cared about my father. 

"No matter how much I want to see him, no matter how much my heart aches I will never see him again.." I sobbed clenching Kuro's shirt between my fists. 

I was frustrated and so angry, but the warmth of Kuro's body only frustrated me more, but no matter how angry I got I didn't want him to let go.

Suddenly Kuro squeezed me tighter and rested his head on my head. "I may not be 100% on who your talking about but according to what Hanako has told me I'm pretty sure I remind you of your passed father..." He guessed, pretty spot on.

I nodded my head gently desperately trying to quiet my sobbing from disturbing other costumers in the restaurant, that were luckily on the other side of the establishment. 

"Well, I don't know exactly what's wrong but it sounds like you miss him a lot. And I hope you know it's okay to miss your father, if anything it'd be wrong to not miss him. So don't feel like you aren't allowed to be sad, or cry over it, because you have every right." He reassured me in a soothing voice. "And I know sometimes people fear they have let their loved ones down. But I hope you know you are a very nice, considerate, and passionate person, and those are all great things. I'm sure your father is incredibly proud of you."

From the way he spoke and went about it, it almost sounded like he knew from experience. Some how, he knew exactly what was bothering me...

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Kuro unexpectedly kissed the top of my head and let go, honestly I wanted it too last a bit longer, but if we had continued someone would have noticed.

Wait.

Kuro kissed my head.... 

I felt a burst of steam escape from my red hot face, as I placed my hands over the spot of my head he had kissed. But I was even more embarrassed when he handed me napkin, I probably looked like a tomato!!! My eyes were probably red and puffy and my (although a very lazy amount) mascara was probably all messed up. I really hope I didn't get any on his shirt!!!

My worries were interrupted by an even greater threat. Hanako. She had sarcastically whistled walking into the corner of the restaurant me and Kuro were hiding in.

"Kuro... tsk tsk tsk... what did you do?" Hanako teased as I looked away from her suggestive glare, I wasn't in any mood to be teased and harassed by her.

"This isn't an appropriate time to be harassing Aiko-chan." Kuro said sternly quickly shutting Hanakoup.

I quickly hid my face by looking to my right, I could feel it getting even hotter. He just called me by my first name.. Obviously Hanako was just as shocked as I was because for the first time in her life she was quiet and a moment of silence passed before she approached me.

"Are you alright Hama-chan?" She asked, and for once I felt like she was genuinely concerned about me.

I turned my head to face her and wiped my eyes with the napkin Kuro had given me before nodding in reply. "I'm okay Fu-"

"Oh please Hama-chan call me Hanako." Hanako boasted, her demeanor changing quickly.

"Ok... Hanako."

Suddenly she wrapped her arms around me and squeezed me tightly, but before I could ask what was wrong she answered for me. "That's the first time you've called me by my name." Hanako squealed. Maybe this was a mistake....