Insatiable

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha. Rumiko Takahashi does.


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Chapter 03: Naming the Goddess
 
For a minute, Kagome just stood there. She did nothing but stare at the space the guy who had kissed her vacated. Her hand pressed firmly on her lips. Had she just kissed some random guy and enjoyed it? Yeah, she had. Her kiss swollen lips were proof enough. A few seconds later, she heard the throttle of an engine and the skidding of tires against concrete. She’d guess that was the guy’s car. Yet, she still stood there, until…
 
“AHHH!” she screamed in fright, as something cold touched her shoulders. The hair on her neck stood up and she turned abruptly only to face…
 
“Eri. God, you scared me.” She released a relieved breath. Her hand was against her chest, as she heaved for air.
 
“Sorry Kagome. I was drinking cold water before I approached you,” Eri explained. “What's wrong?”
 
“Huh?”
 
“You were just staring into space and you looked all flushed. Are you okay?” Eri asked worriedly.
 
“Yes, I'm fine. Just - just - just resting. T-that's all. You know, I haven’t been doing this… um… um… heavy work for years. Yeah, t-that’s right,” she stuttered wiping the invisible sweat on her forehead. She was not sweating, yet, she felt so hot. Damn. She didn’t know a kiss could do this. Kissing was dangerous.

“Kagome?”

“What?”

Eri was watching her intently. “Are you okay?”

Did she just space out when she was thinking about that kiss? She had that habit sometimes when she pondered on things.

“Um… I’m fine, Eri. Probably, just tired. You know, just – um… I think I need to go home now.”

Eri raised a skeptical brow. She shrugged in response and went back upstairs.

Kagome slumped on a chair and sighed deeply. She needed to go home. Now.

 
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Inuyasha twisted and turned around his bed. Yes, he had finally retrieved his bed. The only problem was he could not sleep. No matter what he did, he could not sleep. He had tried counting sheep. Well, he counted dogs, but that was not important. What was important was that it had not worked. He sighed deeply. It was all her fault. She had bewitched him. Up to now, he could still feel the touch of her lips against his. The taste of her still lingered in his mouth. She was so warm, and so soft. She had fitted perfectly in his arms.
 
If only he had asked her name.

Damn, he was fucked up. After retrieving the red envelope and kissing her for the last time, he had gone straight to his car and drove back to the mansion. He had not even spared a glance. He was afraid that if he looked back, he would kiss her again. Or do something that required them going horizontal. Although, he would have loved that, but hey, he was not the type to do one night stands.

He had only opened the red envelope after walking in the mansion's front door. Dropping the contents in his hand, he had stared fondly the items resting on top of his palm. There was a key and a picture of him together with his friends. At the back of the picture, it read: “Congratulations! You've just won the Inuyasha bedroom deluxe! Please proceed to the rooftop to claim your prize.”

“Fucking bastards,” he hissed as he slowly sat up from the bed.

Damn. Why couldn’t he sleep? Hadn’t he itched for a good night’s rest just awhile ago? Combing through his hair, he eyed the picture of him with his friends. He had placed it on top of his desk. The picture was taken on the night of their high school graduation. They had on their big smiles and graduation robes. He could still remember that night. After graduation ceremony, instead of staying with their families to celebrate, they had gone to the mansion’s rooftop. There, they had engaged in a drinking binge. That was the first time they had gotten drunk to the point that they had spent the night sleeping at the rooftop. When their parents found out, they had ended up grounded for a week.

Remembering, he shook his head. That was a fond memory.

At the moment, he had not seen any of his friends. The damn bastards had not even bothered to call him. He had been expecting a call from Miroku in the least. He was his best friend after all.

He sighed. God, he was tired. All that driving around Tokyo looking for a small bar had drained whatever energy was left of him. He almost wished he should just have ignored his friends dare and stayed at home. But then, he never would have been able to meet her… and kiss her. The only problem was that he had forgotten to ask her name. Damn, out of all the things that he could forget, he just had to forget asking her name. So fucked up. He was so fucked up.

“At least my headache's gone,” he muttered with a silly grin on his face. Their kisses must have screwed up some his nerves that he felt numb. But he still needed to go to sleep. There was just one problem though. He couldn’t.

Damn. Maybe, he could go back to the bar tomorrow, or another day. She wouldn’t go anywhere. She worked there. Perhaps, then, he’d get passed the temptation to kiss her again and ask her name. While he’d be at it, he could ask her to dinner and get to know her better.

A lot better.

Down and dirty better. 

“I need a drink.” He stood up. With the sudden turn of his thoughts, perhaps he needed a couple.

Myouga was giving instructions to the rest of the housekeepers when he saw Inuyasha coming down the stairs. He watched as the female housekeepers ogled him. Shirtless and with his sweatpants riding low on his hips, Inuyasha approached him. He could tell that the young master had taken good care of his body. His physique was built almost like the perfect male specimen. And it didn’t hurt that Inuyasha was charming. Hell, he was overflowing with charm.

“Inuyasha-sama,” he greeted.

Inuyasha flashed a smirk. “Old man, how many times have I told you not to call me that?”

“Too many times I think. But I rarely do what I’m told.”

“You just like to annoy me.”

“And that also.” True. Myouga had a knack in annoying Inuyasha. Both he and Totosai had that talent.

“I thought you were already sleeping,” Myouga said.

Inuyasha rubbed the back of his neck and smiled sheepishly. “I can’t sleep.”

The old man raised a brow. “But you never have problems sleeping. Do you need some tonic to help you sleep?”

Inuyasha sighed. “No, that’s not necessary. I just need a drink.”

“You’re headache’s gonna get worse if you do that.” Myouga was such a mother.

Inuyasha chuckled. “That’s not necessary. I’ve practically gone numb from the pain. The jetlag’s that numbing.” He heard a giggle at his back. “Oh sorry.” Turning around, he saw the whole staff of the mansion. He had not realized he was interrupting something. “Old man, you did not tell me, you were busy.” He apologized to the staff.

“It’s okay, Inuyasha-sama. You weren’t interrupting anything important,” a petite brunette told him. “I’m Tsubame, by the way.”

“Hi.” Inuyasha smiled. Then to Myouga, “I’m heading to the bar. Care to join me?”

Myouga nodded. He watched Inuyasha walked away. The giggles from the staff were getting louder this time, especially from the women. Young girls. He scoffed in his thoughts. They were so annoying.

Inuyasha had left a message for Myouga that he’d be waiting for him in the rooftop. He even extended the invitation to Totosai. But the old man was probably sleeping by now.

He heard the door to the rooftop close.
 
“I have already instructed some of the house-help to return the rest of your things back to your room tomorrow.” Myouga was a darn workaholic. He never slowed down.

Inuyasha eyed the furniture left in the rooftop. Since it would be major work if they return all his things now, he had told Myouga to transfer only his bed back to his room. They would finish the rest of the work tomorrow.

“I must say Inuyasha I’m quite surprised on how your friends pulled this off. They must have really planned the whole thing. Probably sneaking inside the mansion at midnight and leaving at dawn. I’m impressed how stealthy they must have been. Especially with that Kouga friend of yours. He’s way too loud.”

Inuyasha chuckled as he brought the glass of brandy to his lips. Among the five of them, Myouga had always had a love/hate relationship with Kouga and Hiten. That was because the latter pair had a habit of annoying the old man, as well as Totosai to no end.

“Honestly, even though this prank is like one of the better ones I’ve seen your friends have done, they should have thought about the work I do to clean up their messes.”

“But you enjoy cleaning up their messes.”

Myouga glowered at him. “That’s a misconception. I don’t enjoy the crazy things you boys do. Especially what those two spawn from hell do. I detest every crazy little thought those two have had in mind.” Since every little crazy thought from Hiten and Kouga’s minds involved bodily harm to Myouga and Totosai. That was why he was surprised when Kouga entered medical school.

“So, you never really told me what happened in that bar where your friends had sent you.”

In an instant, Inuyasha froze. “It… um… Yeah. It went rather well.” He was blushing.

“Why are you blushing?” Myouga grinned. “Had your friends made you do something perverted again?”

Inuyasha jumped. “Geez, old man. You made it sound like I molested somebody.” Technically, he did just that. But he refused to believe he had taken advantage of her because she had kissed him back. And, oh God, how he had enjoyed it.

“Inuyasha, you’re spacing out.” Myouga chuckled. “Okay, I would not further ask what happened to you in that bar because I can tell you don’t want to talk about it. But this I have to tell you. Your mother called. And she told me to tell you to call her as soon as you have the time.”

With that, Myouga left.

Inuyasha took his mobile phone and dialed his mom’s number.
 
“Hi mom.” He smiled as soon as he heard his mom’s voice.

His mom and dad now lived in Chicago. The Takahashi Corp. had been one of the most powerful in Japan. And they had dealt with businesses from around the globe. His dad headed the American branch, while his brother Sesshomaru led the Asian branch at Hongkong. Now he was back in Tokyo to be the new CEO.
 
“Hey there, Honey. How was your trip?” Izayoi asked.

He really did not want to recall what had happened during his flight but…
 
“It was shitty, Mom. Airplane food was nasty and my seatmate snored a lot. I nearly lost my luggage. Got the worst headache. And to top it, my four idiot friends decided to prank me as a welcoming present. The stupid idiots had trashed my room and kidnapped all of my things. They made me stay up late,” he complained.

Izayoi laughed at his expense.

Chuckling, he added, “And I badly need a shower.”
 
“Oh poor baby,” she cooed.
 
“Mom,” he whined.

She laughed some more.
 
“I know. I know. You're not ten anymore. I’m just seeing how you're doing. By the way, your dad sends his regards. He's sure you can handle the corporation in Japan - if not, he'll skin you alive,” she said laughing once she heard Inuyasha's retort from the other line. “I was just joking, honey. He said you would do great.”

“I know. Tell Dad, I said thank you, okay? And that I‘ll try not to disappoint him.”

“Sure, honey. But you know you’re Dad has always been proud of you. Oh, and Rin says hi, and that she misses you so much.”
 
“Yeah, I know, Mom. Tell Rin I miss her too,” Inuyasha replied.

Rin was Sesshomaru’s daughter from his previous marriage. Sesshomaru was a widower. Sara, his wife, had died during childbirth. His older brother might be popular among women but Sesshomaru had not looked for Sara’s replacement - nor had he tried to.

 “Okay, honey, I’ll make sure to tell her that. Oh, as much as I want to talk to you, I have to say goodbye now. I'm sure your friends will be up and vexing you early tomorrow so you better sleep now. You’ll call again soon, okay? Oh, and please tell your friends I said hi.”

“Sure Mom, I’ll talk to you again tomorrow. Bye. I love you.”
 
“Love you too, honey. Bye.”

He ended the call. With a grunt, he stretched his limbs.

“I badly need some shut eye,” he murmured and went downstairs to his bedroom, hoping for a restful sleep. Only he did not know that all he'd do for the next hour was just twist and turn around his bed again because of a blue eyed goddess he had kissed senseless. In such a short time, she had managed to get under his skin.

Man, he needed to see her again, or else he’d spend more sleepless nights from now on.


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Shit.

Shit.

Shit.

Shit.

Kagome chanted in her thoughts as she continued to punch her pillow.
 
“Arghhh,” she screamed. She was close to the point where she wanted to pull her hair out.

“Get off! Get off! Get off!” she ranted on pounding her head with her fists, until her head ached.
 
“Awww,” she groaned helplessly and slumped on the bed. It was hopeless. She couldn’t sleep. She couldn't afford to sleep late. She still had a very important meeting early the next day. She cursed the guy who was the cause of her sleeplessness.
 
“I am totally going crazy,” she told herself. She was definitely going crazy. A random guy had approached her out of nowhere and kissed the hell out of her. And what did she do? She should have slapped his face and kicked his fucking ass out, but she didn't. Instead, she kissed him back! Worse was that right now, she wanted to kiss him again.

Although, she reasoned how could she not have kissed him back when he was so damn sexy and so damn dreamy. God, was he dreamy. When she was in his arms, all she wanted was melt. His stare and his touch made her think of naked bodies. And sex. Oh dear! So much sex.

Stop! She needed to stop. She couldn’t think of that.

“Just stop thinking about it, Kagome.” Was she hissing at herself?

“This just has to stop. Stop thinking about him. Stop thinking about his kiss. Stop thinking about getting naked with him. Just stop thinking about him, damn it!”

If she thought scolding herself would work, she was wrong. Because the more she told herself to stop thinking about the guy who had kissed her, the more the images of the two of them kissing kept flashing in his mind.
 
She groaned, blushing as the kiss… um kisses kept replaying in her head. She buried her head in the pillow.
 
Should she jog? Yes! That was a great idea. Jogging had always cleared her mind. She should jog. That would solve her sleeplessness.

She abruptly stoop up from the bed and walked towards the balcony. The moonlight was as bright as ever and the park was filled with sakuras in bloom. She sighed. Ah, this was going to work. In fact, it was starting to work already. She was no longer thinking about that guy who kissed her. No siree. She was now thinking about beautiful cherry blossoms. Gosh, they looked like the ones in Sacred Arrow. Sakuras always gave an extremely romantic feel. It would be so romantic to kiss under the cherry blossoms. Just like what happened to her earlier in the bar.

Oh no!

No!

She was thinking about the kiss again. Now, even more clearer and vivid images kept flashing in her mind. Her traitorous thoughts even managed to zoom in on their entwined lips. Her face went redder than before.
 
Gah! For the love of…
 
“Arghhh!” she shouted in the dead night.
 
“Hey! Shut up, up there!” someone complained from below.
 
“Ah, I am so sorry. Sorry! Sorry!” she apologized, bowing to no one in particular. She straightened and slid the balcony door close. She sighed leaning against it.

Suddenly, her phone rang.

She frowned. It was midnight. Who would think of calling her at this hour? Yet, she welcomed the distraction.

She picked up her phone. “Hello, Kagome Higurashi speaking.”
 
“Hey,” a deep calm voice answered. Her heart skipped a beat.
 
“Hey,” she answered softly.
 
“You're still awake at this time of night?” She heard him ask as she sat on her bed. She hadn’t seen him the entire week, and this was the second time she had talked to him within the week. The last time she had talked with him was three days ago.
 
“Yeah, something came up that kept me awake. You know - things,” she said, her face heating up again. What's wrong with you Higurashi? Give yourself a break and get over that damn kiss! She scolded herself.
 
“I see. I know it must be work. You know, you should slow down. You work too hard,” he replied.
 
“I'll try.”
 
“Okay.” She heard his hesitation before he continued. “So, I'll pick you up tomorrow then? 7PM at your place... Does that sound okay?”
 
“No, you don't need to pick me up. I'll be staying late at work tomorrow. Shiro’s going to hold a meeting to discuss the design for the new project. I'll be at the bar at eight, okay?”
 
“Okay. I'll see you then,” he said. “And Kagome?”
 
“Yeah.”
 
“Don't worry. He's like a brother to me. He'll definitely like you. So don't fret about it, you hear?” he reassured her.
 
“I know. And I’m not worried.”
 
“Good. Sleep tight. Bye.”
 
“You too,” she sighed. “Bye.”

She ended the call and slumped on the bed. She had so many things to do tomorrow. She needed to go to sleep. With that, she forced her eyes shut. As she did, she also drove away thoughts about her kissing that nameless guy. She did it. Not because she wanted to, but because she had to.
 
 
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“Shhh.” Hiten pressed a finger against his lips. He and Kouga were sneaking in Inuyasha's bedroom at ten in the morning. They knew Inuyasha would sleep over 12 hours after long flights. And since he had spent most of the night searching for his things, they guessed he must have slept around midnight. What they didn't know was that Inuyasha had slept around three in the morning. 

“He's still sleeping,” Kouga snorted. “Like that's unexpected. How do we wake him up, Ten?”
 
“Inuyasha! Wake up!” Hiten suddenly screamed. He slapped Inuyasha’s butt. He continued slapping and shouting at him. But all he got was a groan from Inuyasha who buried his face under the pillow.
 
Kouga snickered. “This is somewhat disturbing. But it’s quite kinky, Ten. It’s your dream come true, huh?”

“I dreamed of spanking a woman’s ass, Kouga. Not Inuyasha’s.”

“But you’re a pervert.” Kouga reasoned.

“I’m a pervert with tastes, idiot.”

“Does it matter?”

“Of course it does,” Hiten retorted. He eyed Inuyasha who was still sound-asleep despite the noise they were making. “Damn him. He's a heavy sleeper. Okay, your turn, Wolf.”

Shrugging, Kouga walked towards the door.

“Hey, what the hell do you think you’re going? We still have to wake him up.” Yelling, he took a pillow and threw it.

“I am waking him up,” Kouga said bracing himself against the door.

Hiten raised a brow.
 
Kouga just smirked. Like a blur, he ran forward towards the bed.

“Gah!” he yelled, while a wide-eyed Hiten could only gasp the word. He slammed down over Inuyasha in a big thud.

“Oomph!” Inuyasha groaned loudly. The impact had compressed his chest forcing him to exhale. He moved unto his back. Opening a half-lidded eye, he spoke, “If you or whosoever tries to wake me from my slumber, you'll suffer a painful and slow demise. I have spoken. Now be gone!”
 
Shifting to his left side, he closed his eye again and went back to sleep. Hiten and Kouga sweat-dropped, then burst out laughing.
 
“That was so creepy!” Hiten said.
 
“Was he an ancient pharaoh during his past life? What was that `I have spoken, now be gone,' shit?” Kouga exclaimed. Sometimes Inuyasha was just weird. He thought.
 
“It's already 10:30. We'll be late for sure. Why the hell did Shun and Miroku gave us this task? This is more difficult than stealing his things!” Hiten ranted, pacing back and forth. He knew Inuyasha was a heavy sleeper, and that he wouldn’t wake to simple antics like playing loud music, banging drums or tickling him.
 
“Hiten, I've got an idea,” Kouga said deviously. He looked like the cat that swallowed the canary whole.
 
Hiten tried to calm his nerves. He knew that when Kouga looked like that, something bad was bound to happen. He just hoped it would not happen to him. Suddenly, an image of Inuyasha pounding him to pieces came to him. This was not good – definitely not good.

“This is the best idea ever.” He heard Kouga’s glee in his voice.
 
“All right. What do you have in mind?” he asked Kouga. If someone asked him, he’d say it would be better to wait for Inuyasha to wake up on his own, which probably would be early in the evening or the next day. But they couldn’t afford that.
 
“Oh, just so you wait,” Kouga said with a cocky grin, a fang peeking out for effect. “Damn, I'm brilliant,” he said to himself before walking out the door.

A few minutes later, he came back with a bucket in hand.
 
 
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Inuyasha had been having the most amazing dream about the woman who had filled his thoughts the whole night. Stunning deep blue eyes. So warm and so soft skin. Luscious lips. Jet-black tresses. Perfect body.

He sighed. God, she had smelled so good. Cherry blooms and jasmine. Like spring…

Like – like…

Wait.

Why did he feel wet and chilly? He felt chilled like being naked on a snowy day. And he was wet. He hadn't wet his bed for a very long time!

And what was that smell? The smell was familiar. And annoying. Yes – definitely annoying.

Inuyasha forced his eyes open, and met - blue eyes.

He gasped. A dream? Was this even possible? Was he really staring at the same deep blue eyes of the woman who had ruled his thoughts for the rest of the night? Sweeping all remnants of sleep off him, he stared some more at those eyes. Then, the illusion spoke sexily.
 
“Good morning… Dog shit.”
 
What the fuck! He thrashed in his mind.
 
“Hey, Dog shit, wake up.”

“What the fuck, Kouga!” he roared. Now, clearly awake, he discovered that his bed was full of ice cubes. So that was why he felt wet and chilly. Kouga was lying on his side and was grinning at him deviously.
 
“Gotcha, dog-shit,” Kouga said.
 
“YOU are so DEAD, Wolf shit!”
 
 
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The door burst open as a woman came inside, catching the attention of all the occupants inside the room. She panted, “Sorry, sorry, I know I'm late. And I'm terribly sorry, but I slept in and woke up at nine. And I drove as fast as possible just to get here on time. I swear that’s the truth. I promise. So please Shiro, don't kill me.”
 
“Just sit down, Kagome,” Shiro told her.
 
She huffed and sat beside Shirako who smiled and handed her a folder. She drank the coffee she bought a while ago from Starbucks.
 
“Like I've said awhile ago,” Shiro started. “The Takahashi Corporation will be accepting building designs for the new project they have been planning to have. I have worked with them for a few projects in the past and they are the perfectionist type of businessmen. There'll be a big chance that they will ignore us since we are still a young company, but we won't give them that chance. We may be still young but we definitely have the most skilled set of young architectural engineers in Tokyo.”
 
“Hell yeah,” Shirako cheered.

“As you all know, Kagome have spent lots of time designing our entry for the bid. And she has finished with the revisions of the design the other day. Your inputs to improve the design and your evaluation of the building’s cost-effectivity have been greatly appreciated. Our entry for the bid may be Kagome’s baby, but it has been a group effort from all of us. We are expected to submit our design on Wednesday. That's why we are all here today on this beautiful Saturday-non-working morning to make sure we do just that.”
 
“We'll discuss the specifics of the design now. Kagome, if you please,” he indicated to Kagome as they all huddled around the table with the working design plan.
 
“Okay, since the client asked for versatility that which would cater to all, and based on the businesses handled by the Takahashi Corporation and the goal for their new project, I've decided to design a building that would pretty much answer all those components they required,” Kagome began.
 
Design Specifics was a firm that she and her four other batch mates: Shirako, Shiro's younger brother, Hojo, Ray and Mitsui founded when they were still juniors in the University. Their projects had ranged from renovations to two-three storey building apartment designs. For a young company of 4 years old, this had not been their first high-rise project. This project, however, was Kagome’s first high-rise design. So it was understandable for her everyone to feel jittery. Yet, they were all excited for her. Everyone was ready to step up to the challenge.
 
The meeting had gone on until 7:15 in the evening with them only taking a break at noon for lunch and some 5-minute breaks in between. In the end, they were all satisfied with the outcome of the high-rise design. Shirako and Ray had volunteered to help her with her presentation if they’d ever win the bid. She couldn’t wait until Wednesday. She was nervous but everyone had been really positive. Everyone was hopeful.
 
Kagome was worn-out when she returned to her flat. She only had 30 minutes left to spare to make herself look presentable for her 8PM that night. Nevertheless, she was sure she would be late. She quickly took a warm shower. She chose a pale green knee-length mini-skirt paired with a white-laced camisole top, which showed a hint of cleavage. Her hair was down. She had always loved letting her hair down because it allowed the wavy tips to show. It had looked so pretty. She wore only a hint of make-up, since she hated them. Wearing one of her open-toe pumps, she was on her way.
 

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Inuyasha sat on the stool, a beer in hand, as he eyed the place. Sacred Arrow sure looked different when it was crowded. It was just like any regular bar – not like how he remembered it from yesterday night. He watched his friends enjoy themselves in the dance floor. Hiten was kissing some girl as they swayed their bodies to the music. Kouga was talking to some cute waitress in the corner while Sango and Miroku did what they do best – make out in the middle of the dance floor. Shun had gone outside for a while saying he had something to do. They had been there since 7PM, and now it was already 8:20.

He sighed. He was still tired, and he needed his well-deserved sleep. But two of his idiotic friends had vexed him all morning and made him wake up.

After waking up soaked in ice cold water, a wet bed and a mangy wolf disturbing his fantastic dream, his body had screamed for vengeance. His fists hungered after bruising flesh. His ears yearned to hear agonizing cries of pain. His eyes desired to see blood, and his nose pined for the metallic smell of crimson carnage.
 
Okay. That was a bit brutal and over the top, but he did thought about it. So after mellowing down his thoughts, he pummelled Kouga and kicked Hiten's asses before they went to the restaurant where Shun and Miroku were waiting for lunch. And there, he almost killed Miroku as he wringed his neck, and nearly choked Shun to black and blue with an oversized tempura. Ah, life sure was good when you get a release from all the stress.

As peace offering, his friends took him to Sacred Arrow. He couldn’t be more willing. When he had woken up, he had resolved that he was returning just to see the woman he had kissed. There was one problem though. She was nowhere to be found. He had consoled himself with a glass of beer instead.

Perhaps, he could come back another night.
 
He had been engrossed with that thought when the door of the bar burst open and Shun came back in. He paid no attention to him, until he did a double take when he saw someone came in with him. His hand stopped midway through drinking his beer. There, at the entrance of the bar, he saw the woman who haunted him ever since he met her the night before.
 
She wore a pale green knee-length skirt, and a white-laced camisole. Her black tresses with their wild waves swayed at her back as she walked towards him. His heart jumped, breath caught as he stared at her form. She was still as stunning as ever. She stopped before him with him still staring at her. His senses were too focused on her that he had not even noticed Shun standing beside her. Arm snaked around her waist. Shun smiled at him.

“Inuyasha, meet Kagome. My fiancée.”
 
Would it be too much to say that he had forgotten how to breathe? Because it felt like all his breath had rushed out when he exhaled. But still he continued to stare at her – shocked and confused with one question baffling his mind.

Why are you Shun’s fiancée?
 

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R & R!