Classical Love (Anime Love Story)

Tell Me Why

Kumiko's POV:

I was thankful that Kazuo was here. It would've been so embarrassing to back out of a competition. It'd ruin my and Mako's reputation as classical artists.

So, Kazuo subbed for Mako, but I was hoping that I'd play it with Mako. I was just depressed, I guess, the rest of the day. I'm a little worried it affected my playing, but that wasn't where my focus was. It was on Mako.

I couldn't think for the rest of the day. Kazuo took me out to get some food, and then he took me home. I thanked him again for being Mako's substitute so I could perform what I worked so hard on. He asked me if I was alright and I said I was fine. But I think anyone could guess that I wasn't fine. I just needed some time alone. And thankfully Kazuo figured that out and headed back home. 

Tomorrow we'd know the winners of the competition, but I wasn't worried about that. I just went to my room and plopped down on my bed thinking about the events of today. I was so happy this morning. Why do I feel so empty now? I just lied on my bed deep worrying about Mako. Where did he go? What was he doing? Is there a good reason for leaving? Did he think this wasn't important? No. He wouldn't think that. Not after what we've been through. Right?

Makoto's POV:

This is so stupid. I should've been there with Kumiko. Why does he want me to accept him so badly? I still don't understand. 

I couldn't text her explaining why I wasn't there or why I had to leave so suspiciously. When are they going to let me go? More importantly, how's Kumiko doing?

I felt the car come to a stop as Haruhi's guards get ready to get out of the car. As they get out, I wait for one of them to open my door, and when they did, I got a glimpse of what was around me before they put a bag over my head and cuffed my hands behind my back. It looked like an abandoned building with homeless people living outside.

They nudge me to start walking, and I did. I felt the chilly air creep on my neck as we walk into the warehouse. The echoes of everyones' footsteps lingered in the air. The room felt dark and cold. To put it simply, it was somewhere you most definitely didn't want to be. But did they really have to go as far as hand cuffing me and putting a bag over my head? It's not like I'm holding some military secret. And he's not making a very good impression if he wants me to accept him as a father. 

The guards sat me down on a couch and then took off both my cuffs and the bag. When my eyes adjusted to the lighting, I was in a room almost like a library. There were tons of books along the shelves that were super high, that you'd need those tall library ladders to reach the top. When I look at what's right in front of me and I see a desk. Immediately I knew that this was an office and not a library. It was my "dad's" office. 

"Son, I need to talk to you about some important things." Haruhi says

I just look at him with that look that usually makes everyone run away from me.

"Hahaha. You look just like me when I get irritated." he laughs

"What's so funny?" I ask with attitude 

"Nothing. You just have your mother's eyes and my attitude. It's quite a sight." he grins

Who does he think he is?! Some kind of big shot? What does he even do for a living anyway?

"Can we just get this over with?" I demand

"Well, because you asked so nicely..." Haruhi says sarcastically

"...I want you to be my successor." he says

"No. That's what your second son is for." I say crossing my arms 

"Kazuo?" He asks laughing as if I said something funny

"You really think he could do that? He has been with me longer, but the leader is the face of this group. You really think he looks like a leader people will be afraid of?" he asked

I am the bigger one. I'm taller and stronger. And obviously more handsome... Anyways, I see his point, but why is he so late to tell me? I don't even know how to be a leader. I've practically been alone all my life.

"Your father didn't want you to be who I am, so he hid you from me after your mother died. I had a right to see you. But when your dad found out that my plan wasn't the same as his, he tried to run away. Then he gave me no choice but to force my hand as the biological father and take you away by law when you turn 16. Kazuo was never fit to take my place. But you are." he explains

"I'm not some thing that people can just take and give away!" At least that's what I wanted to tell him. But I feel like he has a different plan. That he wants me to do more than take over some gang. I need to find out what that is. Then I can go home and apologize to Kumiko about all this. I hope she's doing fine... I really can't stand being away from her right now.

Kumiko's POV:

After the competition, I went home. There was still a group of teens competing tomorrow, but I'm not even sure if I want to go. I was suppose to do that competition with Mako. I was finally going to verbalize my feelings for him. But then he left.

When I got home, my maids greeted me as usual. I went to the kitchen to grab some chips and dip and went straight to my room. After I changed my clothes, I turned on my tv to try to get my mind off today. Today didn't go how I planned, I thought. But my biggest question is why Mako got into the black car.