Dear 10969 Frontman | Taka Moriuchi FF √

Dear 17: Hate-Like

I break my strings in the direction they shine
tied on my skin so hard, you tell me what to do
you'll never reach out to my soul
I'll burn your skin so hard, desire in my hand

- Break My Strings

A/N: ONE OK ROCK's MV of Taking Off out now \m/

"Your wedding?" Winter's face became pale and shock was written all over it.

"Yes. Me and Vanessa are going to get married." I'm still keeping a straight face to her.

"Really? Congratulations." She forced herself to smile at me but her face is betraying her. She's close to tears.

"Thank you." I can't take this anymore.

"So, let's rehearse now." She tapped the lyric sheets and was about to go to where the piano is located but I stopped her by grabbing her arm.

"You really believed to what I just said to you?"

"Huh?" She gave me a confused look.

"There's a wedding but I'm not the one who's going to get married. I'm just trolling you, Yuki Hime." My laughter filled the piano room. I couldn't help but to laugh because Winter's face is so epic. I'm such a bully.

"You tricked me?" She pulled her arm and placed the lyric sheets on the floor. The next thing I knew, she's going to give me a flying kick.

"Hey, I'm just joking! Whoa, easy there!" Thank goodness I know about martial arts so I can dodged Winter's attack to me. Damn, this girl knows how to defend herself!

"I hate you, Takahiro Moriuchi! I really do!" She was about to punch me but I stopped her fist with my hand and pinned her to the floor.

"I like you, too so calm down, Yuki Hime." I'm grinning on top of her. Her chest is heaving because of too much rage on me.

"Let go of me! I hate you!" She's struggling but no to avail. I'm still stronger than her.

"Calm down will you?" I brought my face near hers. She's more beautiful when she's mad.

She became quiet for a while but I was not prepared on her next move.

She head-butt me.

"Kuso!" I pulled myself above her and rolled beside her while rubbing my forehead. "You're a hard-headed."

A/N: Kuso - Sh*t.

"You deserve that." She raised a middle finger while looking at me. We're still laying on the floor. Badass.

"I'm so sorry, okay? I'm just jealous." I got up and offered my hand to her. She grabbed it so I pulled her up.

"Jealous of what?"

"It should be jealous to whom." I shook my head. My forehead still hurts.

"I don't understand you." She picked up the lyric sheets on the floor then walk her way to the grand piano.

"Nevermind. As I was saying, there's a wedding and we will perform two or three songs." I seated beside her by the piano.

"Oh, really?" She rolled her eyes heavenwards and started to play some keys.

"Vito and Mel are going to get married." She stopped playing and looked at me.

"What?"

"You heard me. They're engaged three months ago and this vacation is for their wedding. Both of them want a beach wedding."