Meet My Rich Husband (Sekaiichi Romantica Fanfic)

Chapter 12 - I'm Sorry

I felt sick after seeing Masamune's face.

He was mad, or was it just me realizing that I was in love with him even before I met the him presently?

I was the first one who fell in love with him.

I was the one who stayed behind the library just to pretend that we were in a world of our own.

"Why did you leave so early, Rit-chan?"

Mom called after 20 minutes I left the Kohinata household.

She realized sooner than expected.

And I made An worry again.

"My stomach didn't feel good, I think I ate something bad at lunch."

I ran as fast as I could.

I didn't know if he saw me or not.

I was sure he was glaring at me when An suddenly hugged me.

Why did I stopped loving him?

Did I stop loving him, is the question.

What happened to us?

A car screeching behind me stopped just a few meters away.

The bright head lights blinded the front seat, I couldn't see the driver but I knew who it was.

"Get in!" he shouted.

I ran, I couldn't face him after realizing that I was the cause of his depression.

*Flashback*

"Ritsu."

I stared at the strange man in front of me.

He looked like a Uni student, is he attending JU?

"Rit-chan! Don't you remember him?"

"Ritsu, I'm sorry. I don't know what I did, but I'm sorry. Uhmm-- I'm sorry."

He started crying.

The people around us were starting to pay attention.

What is wrong with this guy?

I don't know him!

"Senpai, are you okay?"

"An! Get away from him! I don't know you?! What are you saying?"

I grabbed An's hand and dragged her away from that scene.

Why was he like that?

I don't know his face, and I never even saw him from anywhere.

His face was attractive but the circles under his eyes made him looked older.

"Rit-chan! What's wrong with you? That was--"

"Stop! Drop it, okay? I don't want to talk about what happened back there? I don't know that guy, okay? I don't!"

...

I kept forcing An that I didn't remember.

But I just wouldn't remember.

I even pushed myself to the point where I suppressed my memories to forget about that second year of middle school.

What happened after that term?

"Ritsu!"

I turned around and he was panting, his hands on his knees, catching his breath.

He left his car behind to chase me.

"I'm sorry, okay! I remembered! I remembered about us. I remembered the library, the books you read, that time we met and I couldn't remember you! I remember it all! And I'm sorry! Your love, An's love, I don't deserve it! I'm a bad person!"

I fell on my knees, I didn't want to cry but after remembering Masamune's crying face that day, I want to kill myself.

Looking at the him now, the Masamune back then felt like another person.

This Masamune to me is strong.

Independent, a person that is looked up to.

Smart and cunning.

The one I saw back then was another Masamune.

"Heh-- I'm laughing at the me who did that. That was a long time ago. Maybe, four years ago? You're a senior right now, correct? You were a senior back then too, but in high school." He laughed.

He was laughing.

"Why didn't you just say anything? That night, on my birthday. Why didn't you say anything? Or that day where I sobered up. You could've told me everything. But why didn't you?"

He stood up, and started to walk up to my direction.

He didn't look mad anymore.

Instead he looked, happy.

"I sense that you don't remember everything."

...

"Masamune...Masamune..."

He was leaving marks all around my chest.

The sucking sensation left a tiny pain in the area where he just finished.

Everytime he kisses me, I just can;t reject him at all.

"Masamune, wait."

He stopped.

"Yokozawa's gonna be home in any minute now, we can't do this."

"He's staying at my place, and I'm staying at yours. It's fine."

"No, I don't want to make love to you when I know that your ex is right next door."

He snapped, Masamune sat down and wore back his under shirt.

"I can't believe him. What else did he tell you? Is he the one who told you about the you forgetting me situation? I can't believe him."

Just a while back, he said he wasn't mad.

Now, he is.

I wish I didn't mention that.

"I told him a thousand times that what we had wasn't what he thought. He's my bestfriend, Ritsu. Nothing more, so if you're wor--"

"No, I'm not worried. You're my husband. Why would I be worried?"

I lied.

I am worried.

I don't like your bestfriend clinging to you when I know that you two were all over each other just because you were sad.

I don't like it at all.

"Ugh, I hate this--" He leaned towards me and pecked me a kiss on the lips.

"I love you, I want to make love to you but I'll respect your wishes. My penis will understand." He laughed.

I smiled and tried my best not to cry.

I can't get Masamune's crying face out of my head.

The fact that I was the reason for him crying like that makes me sick.

Looking at him, smiling, laughing, making me happy like this, I wonder if I can tell him what I truly feel.

"If you can't really remember the rest of the term back then, don't force yourself. Nothing really happened, so I suggest that we move on." He gave me an assuring smile.

That just made me more curious.

Do Shouta and Misaki know anything?