Tora slaps my face.
"You are just a whore. Dont want me, so you run after Maki?"
I cry out in pain.
Tora is mad at me. Again.
"Stay. Away. From. Any. Other. Guy." He warns, his breath on my ear.
He pushes me hard and I fall to the ground, hurt. "Get away!" I scream at him.
I have no luck with guys.
Seriously.
Just then, Maki appears. His normally expressionless face changes as he sees me on the ground and Tora.
"(Y/N)!" He yells frantically.
My eyes widen in shock. Perhaps I did mean something to him.
Tora glares at Maki. "Or else," he hisses.
At once Maki seems to deflate. He glances at me, pain in his eyes. Then he bows and his lips touch Tora's boots as he kisses them in respect.
Maki then leaves without looking at me. I gape in shock. What just happened?
Tora smirks. "Listen carefully, you whore. I will get you. Is that clear?"
I dont meet his eyes and he leaves.
I return to my apartment, tired out from the day. Usui is waiting patiently outside. "Hey," he says.
I shrug and unlock my door. He follows me in.
"Bad day?" He asks.
I growl in reply. Every day is a bad day.
Usui wraps his arms around me suddenly and I jump. "I love you."
I feel so tired that I nod at him and dont fight back. Then Usui touches my forehead lightly. "You are sick," he cries.
I huff. "No!"
Usui looks worried.
"Leave." I order. "Olly is back, she can handle me."
Usui listens to me. Because this is my apartment.
I will be fine, really. It is just a small cold.
The door rings. "Miss," Olly says.
Maki
He stands there apologetic.
"I am truly sorry for just now. It was just that I have an obligation to Tora."
He is so formal its weird.
Maki smiles sweetly.
I blush. "It is okay," I reply.
We stand there for a while.
Maki looks awkward so I invite him in.
I watch him carefully. I'm just awed that his face has another expression. Weird. He is actually blushing. I smile to myself. Guys.
Actually Maki is cute. I just always thought of him as, I dont know, Tora's guy and just that. So I always overlooked him. Just like everyone else. Maki ducks his head.
"Did you make this?" He points to the cookies.
I nod. Usui taught me how.
"It is perfect."
I laugh. "Thanks! Do you bake or cook?"
"Alas no. But I am proud to say that I can play many instruments."
I gasp. "I wanted to learn piano! Can you teach?"
I point at the grand piano I have. I never learnt to play on it. Once it was played, and that was it.
Mali smiles slowly. "Why, of course!"
I smile back and lead him to the piano. He says"is every Monday okay?"
I nod.
So we start. He explains a little about notes and all and promises to bring a book for me.
"Thanks, Maki," I say quietly. He turns to me, startled. "I didn't dare to go take piano. It sounds stupid, but most people learn from young. I thought I was too old, and I didn't want people to judge a teen on grade 1, you know? But private lessons are cool."
I surprised myself by talking so much. Maki just looks at me and smiles. That's what I like about him. Sometimes people just don't have to talk.
