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Chapter 34

Okay, so I didn't know where to take the story after Xmas, without it being much of the same. The next three are the one-shots from Masato x Hallie, but better written with some changes =D

Katsuko's POV

Three years later

Nerves filled me as the plane touched down in Chubu Centrair International Airport. Today, Masato and the guys were playing the last show of their headline tour in our home town of Nagoya. Usually, I would join them for the final few dates; however, my boss had sent me to America on business.

The past three years had been a blur. After Masato and I moved in together, and Akrio joined our family, things got real, very quickly. They made their debut in Europe and the UK as support for Bullet For My Valentine. Their Vena album had dropped, and they'd become busier than ever. There were times we'd end up going two, sometimes three months not being able to see each other. At one point, things got so bad; we'd agreed to take some time apart, for one month, so reevaluate our relationship and future.

That had been the worst month of my life, and it made us both realize, despite how hard things got, we were better together. We couldn't be without the other, that month I spent feeling as if I couldn't breathe. I poured my heart out to him, and when he told me he felt the same, I'd never been so grateful.

He was my one, and I was his, we made each other whole, and despite all the harsh times, we made each other stronger. Constantly pushing each other to better ourselves, supporting each other, and making the most of the time we did spend together.

I was nervous to see him again, anxious but excited at the same time. They were finally getting a break after tonight. He'd be home for the next three months, in the home that we shared on the outskirts of Nagoya.

We'd moved and got a slightly bigger place now Akrio was growing, and as promised, we had our pool. It wasn't a big one, but it was big enough. There were three bedrooms; although technically it was four, we'd turned the smallest one into a little office. It was modern but held the traditional Japanese style to it.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, we have now arrived at our destination. You may unfasten your seatbelts and exit the plane using the front left exit. I hope you enjoyed your flight. Thank you for flying with us and enjoy your stay." A stewardess announced in English, right before another, repeated her words in Japanese.

I made quick work of retrieving my handheld luggage from the storage above the seats and made my way to the exit.

My eyes scanned the crowds of people stood waiting for the loved ones to come off the plane. I saw no sign of him, so I pulled my phone from my pocket as a text came through.

Masato: In the car park, basement level, far corner. I got swamped with fans at the airport, and I didn't want them to get in the way. I can't wait to see you xx <3

I couldn't lie; I was a little thankful. The last time he met me inside the airport, our reunion had been ruined by the flock of fans trying to get pictures and autographs. I didn't mind the fans generally, but when you haven't seen each other in weeks, all you wanted to do was be able to see each other. Away from the screaming and demanding fans.

I made my way over to the baggage collection, impatiently waiting for the carousel to bring my black and red large suitcase through.

Once it finally came, I made my way to the toilets, taking the opportunity to freshen myself up a little. I fixed my hair and my make up and quickly switched out my loose-fitting plain t-shirt. Opting for a scoop-necked, short-sleeved top that showed off my average-sized chest.

My eyes scanned the basement level of lot, only a handful of cars in the otherwise empty area. Hardly anyone parked in the basement, although I was never sure why.