Keeping Secrets *Mitsuhide x OC*(COMPLETE)

Worry Doesn't Suit You

 I can't believe Obi was right. How is Obi right? He's never right... I get to my feet and hold out a hand to help him up. He grins at me as he stands and it makes me want to strangle him all over again. He seems to pick up on my thought and takes a precautionary step back before speaking.

"Because... why?" He asks smugly.

I never answered out loud why I cared that he had his hands on her or that he said he was going to make a move on her. My mind is screaming it right now though.

"Shut up..." I mumble as I finally stop glaring at him. "Where was she headed?"

"Don't try to run from me that quickly, Mitsuhide. I let you punch me so that you could finally realize what I had been trying to tell you. So now, I want to hear you say it. Come on, say that Obi is right and you like Miss Reila."

I grab a fistful of his shirt and he holds his hands up in surrender. "I'll just take your avoidance as payment for now, since you aren't denying it now. She said she had a meeting with Izana."

I release him and look toward the castle. With what she had said earlier, there's no telling what Izana could possibly want with her now. I turn back to Obi and sigh as he's still oozing smugness. I will never hear the end of this, will I?

"Next time you want to prove a point, don't involve Miss Reila and don't piss me off... Thank you though."

"You wouldn't admit it any other way." He shrugs. "I swear I have to do everything for you. Now, go kiss her before I do that for you as well."

He ducks my fist with a chuckle before disappearing into the depths of the gardens again. I'm going to kill him... Later though.

I head through the castle toward Izana's office, stopping by the library along the way just in case. I turn the corner and find Reila stepping out of his office, her face pale. She closes the door and rests her back against it as her eyes close and she takes a calming breath. I want to go talk to her and find out if she's okay like I usually do, but Obi's antics have me a little panicked. I can't ignore what I'd been trying to for so long now, and all of those little feelings suddenly make sense. Her eyes slowly open as she straightens and she notices me standing in the middle of the hall like an idiot. Good job Mitsuhide. She attempts a fake smile as she walks toward me but it turns into just a slight twitch at the corner of her mouth.

"A-Are you okay?" I stutter out.

She opens her mouth to reply but her eyes drop to my hand. "I feel like I should ask you the same."

I lift my hand and realize that my knuckles are bleeding. I didn't even notice.

"It's just a scratch. So, are you okay? Obi told me that you had a meeting with Prince Izana."

She nods and gently takes my arm and leads me away. "Prince Izana received a letter from my parents to ask of my progress, that's all."

I nod dumbly, my attention focused on her touching me. Damn it Obi...

"Where are we going?" I ask as we pass the library.

"I don't want you to bleed all over the books." She replies with a soft chuckle. "Can I know what happened? Last I saw you, you were sitting on the ground with a stack of grass crowns. Seems rather hard to injure yourself in that type of situation."

"I- uh, tripped."

She gives me an unconvinced look but drops it as she opens the door to her room and pulls me inside.

I watch her curiously as she moves around the room, then gently pushes on my chest until I sit on the edge of her bed. My brain is screeching at me that I shouldn't be in here because last time I kissed her forehead and at the time I didn't even know I liked her. Now that I know, I'm panicking. I don't plan to do anything to her, of course, but Obi has sent me into a spiral it seems. I blink a few times as Reila gently pokes my forehead and giggles.

"You're really out there today, aren't you?"

I realize that she's seated on a wooden chair in front of me, delicately cleaning and bandaging my knuckles. Her touch is so gentle that I almost can't feel it, but each movement she makes sends a tiny jolt through my body.

"I-I'm sorry Miss."

Her eyes lift to meet mine and she smiles softly as she pats my hand. "There, all better."

I feel my breath escaping my lungs as I meet her gaze.

"Mitsuhide, please tell me what's on your mind. You haven't been acting normal today. Perhaps I can help?"

Her being her normal, sweet self is not helping me resist the overwhelming desire to kiss her. How could I have been around her for so long and be just fine but now I feel like I can't control myself? Maybe I've been like this all along and didn't realize because I didn't understand the feelings before.

"I'm okay, Miss, really."

She sighs. "Can't say I didn't offer to help."

I can't tell her the truth even if I wanted to. It wouldn't change anything. We're of different statuses and at the end of the month she will leave whether I want her to or not. She's going through enough as it is with her family and the marriage interviews, I would only burden her further.

"Thank you for your concern, but I promise I'm okay. No need to worry. You still have some time before dinner, what would you like to do?"

Anything to get out of her bedroom so I can hopefully get better control of my head.

"I think I would like to read for a while." She answers as she gets to her feet. "But first..." My eyes widen as she leans close and gently kisses my cheek. "I hope whatever is troubling you works out. Worry doesn't suit you."