A Painful Melody

Chapter 43- Lead me

3rd person POV

Akagawa didn't know how to react, this compromise had too much weight. Her future on one end and Akashi's life on the other.

She took a deep breath, "Akashi Seijuro, I accept this compromise." She grabbed the scissors and lowered them, holding the metal part in her palms.

She pulled his tie down and locked her lips with Akashi's, "I love you, don't you dare fail this trial."

The red haired male smirked, "Who do you think I am? I always win and I'm always right." He closed his eyes.

Ayaha opened her eyes, feeling a strange motion. She saw Shuichi running his hands softly down her black locks, her face flushed, "W-What are you doing Sh-shuichi-kun!" She jumped up and was across the room.

The silver haired male lightly chuckled, "Riga loved that motion and it always woke her up when she fainted." His eyes softened at the memory.

Ayaha smiled, "You love Hari-san that much?" Her words completely spilled, she didn't mean to say that. She didn't want to hear the answer.

"You could say that. Whether it is love or gratitude, I will always be by her side. No matter what happens and even if I lose my life I'm the process." His blue orbs matched with Ayaha's green orbs.

"I love her but I'm not worthy enough to carry on the legacy of her eyes. I was made an exception, Akashi Seijuro... I hate him. He has the opportunity I don't. He's a danger to my place." His blue orbs flared from anger and Ayaha hugged him, pressing his head against her so-called-chest.

"Please don't make that expression, I don't like it and I'm pretty sure Hari-san wouldn't either." Ayaha didn't know what to do, she wasn't really sure how to make him change.

Only Akagawa knew how to change emotions easily. Ayaha envied her for that and now that she desperately wanted that, she could only think of this.

"You're right, I'm sorry. I'm fine now." Ayaha looked at Shuichi and he was back to his soft expression and she smiled.

A knock was heard on the door and Ayaha went up to get it. Though Shuichi told her to get back, the person's breathing patterns didn't match Akashi or Akagawa.

He slowly opened the door and immediately slammed it shut. He scowled, "Oh hell no." Ayaha looked at him, he had that scary expression again.

"Who's at the door?" Ayaha asked softly, just in case the person at the door could hear.

"The person I despise the most, Nijio." Shuichi swore under his breath, what was he doing here?!

A knock was heard again and this time more forcefully, "Yumi-san, please go to the bathroom and hide there. Do not come out no matter what you hear." Ayaha quickly went to the bathroom and closed the door.

She would have locked it but there wasn't a lock, though there was a window. Shuichi made sure she was out of the room and opened the door.

The moment he opened it, his neck was forcefully in his cold hands and Shuichi couldn't breathe. "How rude, you slam the door on me. I thought we were best friends." He tightened his grip on Shuichi's neck.

Shuichi grabbed his wrists and clenched hard, since he was the stronger person Nijio's hands became loose and he took that moment to pull Nijio's arm behind his back.

"What are you doing here?!" Shuichi glared, tightening his grip on Nijio's arm.

He chuckled, "My darling knows why. I said that our play date wasn't over." His red orbs stared at Shuichi's blue ones.

Shuichi growled, he must have added a tracker to her while she was there. His blue orbs began to shake with worry, where would he put it? He failed as her protector.

"Now then, you're probably thinking 'Where is the tracker?' but I won't tell you if I'm away from her to show you." His voice rang in Shuichi's ears.

"It must not be high-tech considering that you don't know where she is at the moment." Shuichi scoffed.

Nijio sighed, "Its not the trackers fault, when we try to find her exact location, we get a blurred spot. Though, we were able to get this hotel." A smirk formed on his face.

Shuichi raised an eyebrow, did that blur have to do something with Akashi? The thought left his mind, what could one person do to a tracker? Shuichi loosened his grip on Nijio and ran his hand down his silver locks.

"Thank you." The purple haired male stood up and slightly stretched, he opened the door and motioned for Shuichi to show the way to Akagawa.