Mine Chapter 14
Title: Mine
Author: hikarijournal
Rating: PG -13
Pairings: Takaki/Chinen, Yamada/Chinen, Yuto/Chinen, Ryutaro/Chinen.
Genre: Romance, Angst, Love, Mystery, Suspense
Warning: Yuri is a girl here.
Summary: Yuri is a girl full of wit and vigor. Even though her family is so poor and her schooling is just covered by scholarship, she is very happy already. Everything on her life is just normal until one day she meets three strangers who mess up her life in the game of love and money. After that, everything change and so her identity.
Yamada Ryosuke: You’re my Sleeping Beauty… I’ll wake you up with my sweetest kiss.
Nakajima Yuto: You’re my Snow White… I’ll eat the poisoned apple just for you to see how much I care.
Takaki Yuya: You’re my Cinderella… I’ll stop the time before twelve midnight just to have you with me forever.
Morimoto Ryutaro: You’re my Juliet… I’ll rather die in your stead just to let you know how much I love you.
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Chapter 14
Me and The Greatest Antagonist of My Life
CHAPTER LINKS HERE~
Yuri struggled enough to be freed from the chains and strap fastened in her body but pain and cut are the only things she could get from it. She had been warned by Yuya many times to stop from moving or from forcing those cuffs to be removed but she never listens.
“You’re the worst person I ever met!...” Yuri yelled all the hatred and frustrations she had in her feelings. She had been doing the screaming of things that may describe Yuya since the time she was strap in the passenger seat. But no matter how she does her ranting, the guy is ignoring her, as if her shout and howl are just nothing but a hardcore rap in a stereo. “Where the hell is your conscience?!... Do you ever have a soul?!... Have you ever been a human?!... How could you kill those people who are your own blood?!... Did you ever know that they are doing their best to help you and those people who had been kidnapped by your father?!... Have you ever considered life?!... Are you listening to me?!...” she panted for her effort to awaken the guy from his stupidity are taking all her breath and energy. “Did you ever love them?...” she cried and the guy parked the car on a certain area where sweatshops and foundry are standing in a row.
“No…” he chuckled in a sense that his answer sounds like a joke. “Why should I love them if they haven’t loved me also…” he stated like as if he was deserted by his brothers from the very beginning. “And I never wished to have brothers in the first place…”
“Heartless!...” Yuri countered in a way like spitting a filth from her mouth.
“I do have a heart Yuri…” he clarified as he detached the cuff fastened on her right wrist. Then he drags the hand of the girl to his chest to prove what he had said. With palms against the surface to where his heart is located, he let her feel those throbs which only belong to her. “And it’s only yours…”
“I don’t need it!...”
“But still it’s yours…” he said in a whisper before he lifted the hand of the girl, the one he had place on his chest, toward his lips to kiss and to feel the fingers he yearned to take with him in the altar. “I’m taking your hands Yuri and that means you’re mine…”
“Go to hell!...” she used her nails to abrade the face of the guy in a slapping motion before she disengaged the strap on her body and the cuff on her left wrist. She was able to free herself and within those times that she’s doing all the unhooking and unfastening, Yuya was just staring at her as if she’s allowed to escape anytime. It’s weird, of course, to see why the guy is not doing anything, but her goal is to escape this threat, so wonderment has no room as of now.
But…
“You have nowhere to run here Yuri…” Yuya said after she hopped her way out from the car. “They’re here…” he mumbled and cars, too numerous to be counted, arrived to encircle them in a loop like a barricaded trap. There’s no more way to run since all possible escape route, north, east, west, south and any diagonal direction other than what was stated, was totally blocked.
“Who are these people?...” Yuri asked, seemed nervous to what may happen next.
“I can’t state their names one by one but I can tell why they are here…” Yuya responded.
“Then why they are here?...”
“To take you and me to the wedding…”
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“I’m not marrying him so let go!!!...” Yuri whined as she struggles against her kidnappers, by using her weight or clinging on things she could hold on, just to prevent them from dragging her inside the mansion located on the flattened top of an Unknown Island. The mansion is as big as the palace she had in Japan and the only means of transportation is a private plane with a capacity of three to five persons in estimation. Boats, ships or even Jet Ski can’t be used in the said Island, for no docking area or plain terrains, underneath the flattened area, were created.
“Hold her carefully!...” Yuya complained when one of the men squeezed a menacing grip on the arms of his bride-to-be.
“But she’s struggling with us young master…” said by the man who freed his grip instantly.
“Then carry her!...” he demanded and everyone obeyed his command.
Yuya, together with the men of his father, brought Yuri to a room where everything is set elegantly. The room is designed in a princess setting where veils are hanged like curtains on the frame of the bed, high-quality mattresses, pillows and blankets were prepared, ornaments like vases, figurines, clocks, frames are stacked neatly in every wooden cabinet, books of any kind are also arranged in a shelf at the area where a study table is located, curtains weaved with golden embroidery are hanged on every glass window, floor tiled with marbled stone are glistening like gems under the ray of light, and flowers with rare variety are arranged in every vases.
Yuri throws off the nearest vase she could get when the door of the room was closed by the men who had told them to wait for the Master to arrive in an hour. She is exhausted but agitation is making her hyper that everything she could see inside the room are now tossed over the guy who keeps on dodging her attack.
“I swear I’m going to kill you and your father!...” Yuri warned while heaving an hour-glass to be thrown this time but her hand slipped a hold on it due to the sudden physical enervation.
Yuya took his chance to arrest the girl on his arms to prevent her from doing any further destruction. “Ssssshhhh… enough” he soothed her down but Yuri is still struggling with him minimally. “Calm down…”
“No!!!...” Yuri protested because she doesn’t want to be hugged in that way. It wasn’t actually the hug that she doesn’t like, for it comforted her somehow, but the one who is doing it with her makes her feel suffocated. “Get off me!...”
“I’m sorry I can’t…” he said in a begging manner.
“I hate you!...”
“I understand…” he mumbled as he tightened the comfort he could give on the girl.
“No!... you don’t understand!...” she shove him off but to no avail. “Let go!!!...”
“I’m sorry Yuri…”
“I’m not accepting that!...”
“I know…” he mumbled and soon a sobbing sound was heard on him.
“Are you crying?!...” Yuri asked, wondering.
“Do I sound like laughing?...” he mumbled.
“That won’t work on me!...”
“Now you’re thinking that I’m faking this…” he chuckled but obviously he’s sad.
“I don’t have to think about that anymore!...”
Lifting a hand to pat her head, he agreed, “Yeah…” then he kissed the hair, taking opportunity to savor the fragrance he could get from it also, he whispered, “I love you…”
“Eat your words for I don’t need them!...”
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Tiredness overcomes her that she stops struggling in the end. Gladly, Yuya did not take any advantage from it even she had fallen asleep on his arms. But even in her sleep, sobbing and tears are still present and this makes him feel guilty. Bringing the girl in the den of monsters is like offering her as a sacrifice to Satan’s gut.
“Forgive me…” he muttered as he brushed and tacked those fringes neatly behind her ears, wiping some tears he could dry on her cheeks and staring at her sleeping face.
Wandering in her dreamless sleep, Yuri was disturbed by the sudden creak of the door which was followed by footsteps. She opens her eyes alertly, knowing that Yuya is still holding her dearly. She turned her gaze to where the tread is coming from, and a man around forty-something with the same height as Yuto, same hair and body built as Yuya, same eyes or rather typically looks exactly like the combination of Ryosuke and Ryutaro’s feature, came over.
“You look exactly like her…” he said, smiling. “Nice to see you face to face finally Princess…”
“I’m not glad to meet you sir…” Yuri backfired.
“Oh it’s ok… I’m not expecting that you’ll like me right away…”
“Don’t hope for it even at the end…”
“Oh I like you!...” he chuckled. “You talk exactly like your father…”
“Do I remind you of him?...”
“Stop challenging me dear…”
“Why not?...”
“Dad!...” Yuya butted in, for the two are now taking the simple greeting into a restless debate. And its nonsense to hear them squabbling when the most important matter, the marriage, is the purpose of this meeting. “Now that I brought her here and I’m taking her as my lawful bride, will you release my sister?…” he asked, handling a marriage contract which was properly signed by Yuri.
Knowing that she affixed her signature on that fake document before Yuya attacked them in the road and recalling that the contract disappeared on her hands by the time she panicked, Yuri asked, “Why do you have that?!...” quite shock to the sudden turn of event.
“Because it’s meant for me…”
“It’s fake!...” Yuri yelled.
“No it’s not!...”
“OK!...” Haruhi meddled as he starts stripping the paper piece by piece. “You don’t have to argue because I don’t need this…” then he turns his gaze to talk to Yuya, “And you’re not marrying her…”
“What?!...” Yuya reacted and during his bafflement, Yuri was taken away from him. It wasn’t intentional that he’ll let go easily but the pull was abrupt that the girl was grab by his father before he could even notice it. Now Yuri, who is still so limp, could hardly struggle from his old man’s selfish hug. And this made him realize that all the things he had done, all the hardship he had been through, and all the killing he had did are just stepping stones behind the dirty plan. “You monstrous dimwit meerkat!...”
“Oh that’s an old story already…” he smirked, clicking his fingers in a snap. Creating a sound like a buzz to call his guards. And ten men did arrive in a second. Without any instruction coming from his mouth, those men seized Yuya like as if he’s the deadliest criminal on earth. “Time to join your slaughtered brothers…” he tipped off in a manner like teasing a ten year old boy. “And thank you for your effort sonny...”
Protesting from being chained and whacked by the guys who are known as the loyal dogs of his father, Yuya shouted, “You filthy old frog!... you’ll definitely see hell after this!...”
“After you sonny!...” he shouted back, as though he had accepted the fact that hell is definitely his final destination. Seeing how poor his most favored son on the hands of his trusted servants, he grasped the chin of the girl, lifting it up in a scene like he’s about to kiss her and showing it to Yuya before the door shuts on its place. “That’s quite a dramatic scene isn’t it?...” he asked the girl.
“What do you want from me?...” Yuri asked, almost drained and powerless.
“Everything…” he smirked, thinking that Umika is the one before him and not Yuri. “We’re finally together Umi-chan…”
Knowing that the nickname belongs to her mother, Yuri objected, “I’m not MOM!...”
“I know sweetie…”
“Shut up!...”
Maintaining a firm grip, he lifted the girl on his shoulder like as if she’s nothing but a lifeless cotton by weight. “I’ll shut up when I want to shut up but for now…” he dumped the girl on the bed, “You shut up!!!...”
“You can’t control me like your sons!...”
“Then I’ll force---” he was cut due to a sudden intrusion.
A guy in a black suit with a gun attached on his belt entered the room to say, “Excuse me Sir…” without even knocking or asking permission to get in.
“Where the hell is your manner?!...”
“I don’t have to knock when it comes to emergency Sir…” he saluted.
“Huh?...”
“Adversaries are here to attack any minute…” he reported in a rush.
“What?...”
“It may sound impossible but someone had located this place Sir…”
“How could that be possible?...”
“Someone must have been bug…” assumed by his bodyguard.
“Then prepare for a massive fight…” he glared. “We’ll kill those flies before they could spoil my meal…”
“Roger!...”
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A/N: Thank you for waiting… last chapter will be posted two days after this (that’s a promise!)… I’m in fast track now… I need to finish this together with my Forbidden Love… so that I can focus with my other two fics... Hope you’ll like this one!...
PLEASE DON’T FORGET TO COMMENT SINCE I LOVE COMMENTS!
Author: hikarijournal
Rating: PG -13
Pairings: Takaki/Chinen, Yamada/Chinen, Yuto/Chinen, Ryutaro/Chinen.
Genre: Romance, Angst, Love, Mystery, Suspense
Warning: Yuri is a girl here.
Summary: Yuri is a girl full of wit and vigor. Even though her family is so poor and her schooling is just covered by scholarship, she is very happy already. Everything on her life is just normal until one day she meets three strangers who mess up her life in the game of love and money. After that, everything change and so her identity.
Yamada Ryosuke: You’re my Sleeping Beauty… I’ll wake you up with my sweetest kiss.
Nakajima Yuto: You’re my Snow White… I’ll eat the poisoned apple just for you to see how much I care.
Takaki Yuya: You’re my Cinderella… I’ll stop the time before twelve midnight just to have you with me forever.
Morimoto Ryutaro: You’re my Juliet… I’ll rather die in your stead just to let you know how much I love you.
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Chapter 14
Me and The Greatest Antagonist of My Life
CHAPTER LINKS HERE~
Yuri struggled enough to be freed from the chains and strap fastened in her body but pain and cut are the only things she could get from it. She had been warned by Yuya many times to stop from moving or from forcing those cuffs to be removed but she never listens.
“You’re the worst person I ever met!...” Yuri yelled all the hatred and frustrations she had in her feelings. She had been doing the screaming of things that may describe Yuya since the time she was strap in the passenger seat. But no matter how she does her ranting, the guy is ignoring her, as if her shout and howl are just nothing but a hardcore rap in a stereo. “Where the hell is your conscience?!... Do you ever have a soul?!... Have you ever been a human?!... How could you kill those people who are your own blood?!... Did you ever know that they are doing their best to help you and those people who had been kidnapped by your father?!... Have you ever considered life?!... Are you listening to me?!...” she panted for her effort to awaken the guy from his stupidity are taking all her breath and energy. “Did you ever love them?...” she cried and the guy parked the car on a certain area where sweatshops and foundry are standing in a row.
“No…” he chuckled in a sense that his answer sounds like a joke. “Why should I love them if they haven’t loved me also…” he stated like as if he was deserted by his brothers from the very beginning. “And I never wished to have brothers in the first place…”
“Heartless!...” Yuri countered in a way like spitting a filth from her mouth.
“I do have a heart Yuri…” he clarified as he detached the cuff fastened on her right wrist. Then he drags the hand of the girl to his chest to prove what he had said. With palms against the surface to where his heart is located, he let her feel those throbs which only belong to her. “And it’s only yours…”
“I don’t need it!...”
“But still it’s yours…” he said in a whisper before he lifted the hand of the girl, the one he had place on his chest, toward his lips to kiss and to feel the fingers he yearned to take with him in the altar. “I’m taking your hands Yuri and that means you’re mine…”
“Go to hell!...” she used her nails to abrade the face of the guy in a slapping motion before she disengaged the strap on her body and the cuff on her left wrist. She was able to free herself and within those times that she’s doing all the unhooking and unfastening, Yuya was just staring at her as if she’s allowed to escape anytime. It’s weird, of course, to see why the guy is not doing anything, but her goal is to escape this threat, so wonderment has no room as of now.
But…
“You have nowhere to run here Yuri…” Yuya said after she hopped her way out from the car. “They’re here…” he mumbled and cars, too numerous to be counted, arrived to encircle them in a loop like a barricaded trap. There’s no more way to run since all possible escape route, north, east, west, south and any diagonal direction other than what was stated, was totally blocked.
“Who are these people?...” Yuri asked, seemed nervous to what may happen next.
“I can’t state their names one by one but I can tell why they are here…” Yuya responded.
“Then why they are here?...”
“To take you and me to the wedding…”
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“I’m not marrying him so let go!!!...” Yuri whined as she struggles against her kidnappers, by using her weight or clinging on things she could hold on, just to prevent them from dragging her inside the mansion located on the flattened top of an Unknown Island. The mansion is as big as the palace she had in Japan and the only means of transportation is a private plane with a capacity of three to five persons in estimation. Boats, ships or even Jet Ski can’t be used in the said Island, for no docking area or plain terrains, underneath the flattened area, were created.
“Hold her carefully!...” Yuya complained when one of the men squeezed a menacing grip on the arms of his bride-to-be.
“But she’s struggling with us young master…” said by the man who freed his grip instantly.
“Then carry her!...” he demanded and everyone obeyed his command.
Yuya, together with the men of his father, brought Yuri to a room where everything is set elegantly. The room is designed in a princess setting where veils are hanged like curtains on the frame of the bed, high-quality mattresses, pillows and blankets were prepared, ornaments like vases, figurines, clocks, frames are stacked neatly in every wooden cabinet, books of any kind are also arranged in a shelf at the area where a study table is located, curtains weaved with golden embroidery are hanged on every glass window, floor tiled with marbled stone are glistening like gems under the ray of light, and flowers with rare variety are arranged in every vases.
Yuri throws off the nearest vase she could get when the door of the room was closed by the men who had told them to wait for the Master to arrive in an hour. She is exhausted but agitation is making her hyper that everything she could see inside the room are now tossed over the guy who keeps on dodging her attack.
“I swear I’m going to kill you and your father!...” Yuri warned while heaving an hour-glass to be thrown this time but her hand slipped a hold on it due to the sudden physical enervation.
Yuya took his chance to arrest the girl on his arms to prevent her from doing any further destruction. “Ssssshhhh… enough” he soothed her down but Yuri is still struggling with him minimally. “Calm down…”
“No!!!...” Yuri protested because she doesn’t want to be hugged in that way. It wasn’t actually the hug that she doesn’t like, for it comforted her somehow, but the one who is doing it with her makes her feel suffocated. “Get off me!...”
“I’m sorry I can’t…” he said in a begging manner.
“I hate you!...”
“I understand…” he mumbled as he tightened the comfort he could give on the girl.
“No!... you don’t understand!...” she shove him off but to no avail. “Let go!!!...”
“I’m sorry Yuri…”
“I’m not accepting that!...”
“I know…” he mumbled and soon a sobbing sound was heard on him.
“Are you crying?!...” Yuri asked, wondering.
“Do I sound like laughing?...” he mumbled.
“That won’t work on me!...”
“Now you’re thinking that I’m faking this…” he chuckled but obviously he’s sad.
“I don’t have to think about that anymore!...”
Lifting a hand to pat her head, he agreed, “Yeah…” then he kissed the hair, taking opportunity to savor the fragrance he could get from it also, he whispered, “I love you…”
“Eat your words for I don’t need them!...”
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Tiredness overcomes her that she stops struggling in the end. Gladly, Yuya did not take any advantage from it even she had fallen asleep on his arms. But even in her sleep, sobbing and tears are still present and this makes him feel guilty. Bringing the girl in the den of monsters is like offering her as a sacrifice to Satan’s gut.
“Forgive me…” he muttered as he brushed and tacked those fringes neatly behind her ears, wiping some tears he could dry on her cheeks and staring at her sleeping face.
Wandering in her dreamless sleep, Yuri was disturbed by the sudden creak of the door which was followed by footsteps. She opens her eyes alertly, knowing that Yuya is still holding her dearly. She turned her gaze to where the tread is coming from, and a man around forty-something with the same height as Yuto, same hair and body built as Yuya, same eyes or rather typically looks exactly like the combination of Ryosuke and Ryutaro’s feature, came over.
“You look exactly like her…” he said, smiling. “Nice to see you face to face finally Princess…”
“I’m not glad to meet you sir…” Yuri backfired.
“Oh it’s ok… I’m not expecting that you’ll like me right away…”
“Don’t hope for it even at the end…”
“Oh I like you!...” he chuckled. “You talk exactly like your father…”
“Do I remind you of him?...”
“Stop challenging me dear…”
“Why not?...”
“Dad!...” Yuya butted in, for the two are now taking the simple greeting into a restless debate. And its nonsense to hear them squabbling when the most important matter, the marriage, is the purpose of this meeting. “Now that I brought her here and I’m taking her as my lawful bride, will you release my sister?…” he asked, handling a marriage contract which was properly signed by Yuri.
Knowing that she affixed her signature on that fake document before Yuya attacked them in the road and recalling that the contract disappeared on her hands by the time she panicked, Yuri asked, “Why do you have that?!...” quite shock to the sudden turn of event.
“Because it’s meant for me…”
“It’s fake!...” Yuri yelled.
“No it’s not!...”
“OK!...” Haruhi meddled as he starts stripping the paper piece by piece. “You don’t have to argue because I don’t need this…” then he turns his gaze to talk to Yuya, “And you’re not marrying her…”
“What?!...” Yuya reacted and during his bafflement, Yuri was taken away from him. It wasn’t intentional that he’ll let go easily but the pull was abrupt that the girl was grab by his father before he could even notice it. Now Yuri, who is still so limp, could hardly struggle from his old man’s selfish hug. And this made him realize that all the things he had done, all the hardship he had been through, and all the killing he had did are just stepping stones behind the dirty plan. “You monstrous dimwit meerkat!...”
“Oh that’s an old story already…” he smirked, clicking his fingers in a snap. Creating a sound like a buzz to call his guards. And ten men did arrive in a second. Without any instruction coming from his mouth, those men seized Yuya like as if he’s the deadliest criminal on earth. “Time to join your slaughtered brothers…” he tipped off in a manner like teasing a ten year old boy. “And thank you for your effort sonny...”
Protesting from being chained and whacked by the guys who are known as the loyal dogs of his father, Yuya shouted, “You filthy old frog!... you’ll definitely see hell after this!...”
“After you sonny!...” he shouted back, as though he had accepted the fact that hell is definitely his final destination. Seeing how poor his most favored son on the hands of his trusted servants, he grasped the chin of the girl, lifting it up in a scene like he’s about to kiss her and showing it to Yuya before the door shuts on its place. “That’s quite a dramatic scene isn’t it?...” he asked the girl.
“What do you want from me?...” Yuri asked, almost drained and powerless.
“Everything…” he smirked, thinking that Umika is the one before him and not Yuri. “We’re finally together Umi-chan…”
Knowing that the nickname belongs to her mother, Yuri objected, “I’m not MOM!...”
“I know sweetie…”
“Shut up!...”
Maintaining a firm grip, he lifted the girl on his shoulder like as if she’s nothing but a lifeless cotton by weight. “I’ll shut up when I want to shut up but for now…” he dumped the girl on the bed, “You shut up!!!...”
“You can’t control me like your sons!...”
“Then I’ll force---” he was cut due to a sudden intrusion.
A guy in a black suit with a gun attached on his belt entered the room to say, “Excuse me Sir…” without even knocking or asking permission to get in.
“Where the hell is your manner?!...”
“I don’t have to knock when it comes to emergency Sir…” he saluted.
“Huh?...”
“Adversaries are here to attack any minute…” he reported in a rush.
“What?...”
“It may sound impossible but someone had located this place Sir…”
“How could that be possible?...”
“Someone must have been bug…” assumed by his bodyguard.
“Then prepare for a massive fight…” he glared. “We’ll kill those flies before they could spoil my meal…”
“Roger!...”
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A/N: Thank you for waiting… last chapter will be posted two days after this (that’s a promise!)… I’m in fast track now… I need to finish this together with my Forbidden Love… so that I can focus with my other two fics... Hope you’ll like this one!...
PLEASE DON’T FORGET TO COMMENT SINCE I LOVE COMMENTS!