Kakegurui Fine Wine [KIRARI X SAYAKA] -- ONESHOTS

Chapter 48: Lily Garden

Kirari casually wrapped up her daily duties by calmly attending to her work and signing off significant documents in relation to the school budgeting and finance, before she suddenly raised up, stood up and ascended from her leather presidential chair, paving her swift way across the scarlet red carpet to catch Sayaka completely off guard as she was casually sitting down and drinking black coffee while reviewing the last pieces of her work for the morning, before she accidently locked piercing eyes with Kirari, who calmly took a comfortable seat right next to her, her legs crossed elegantly as her arms were folded neatly over her chest with pride.

"Is something the matter, Sayaka?"

Kirari swiftly questioned her dark haired secretary with some refined care, concern and interest in her voice, as she peers over to sit by her even closer, while Sayaka continues to radically think and space out for a few moments, nearly losing count of the amount of unresolved and unsigned documents at her disposal.

(It seems she was working in advance, so she could spend more time with Kirari without making it too obvious)

"No, but I'm worried for you Madam, President"

She heavily blushes in admittance, gripping the papers tighter in her clench,  her soft eyes averting Kirari's sharp strong oceanic gaze, as her quivering violet eyes linger to her own small hands, going through the piles of papers as she double checks them, and stamps them with a red herb, before passing them onto Kirari, who diligently signs them smoothly without any hesitation.

She quickly notices the tremble in Sayaka's soft voice, there's evident concern and worry

There's a strange scent and odd atmosphere in the room, but Sayaka refuses to bring anything up, in fear of angering the President who still had her mind sharply focused on Mary Saotome, with whom she had just quarrelled this morning.

"Worried for me, how so?"

Kirari questioned again, her tone of voice growing ever slightly softer, while she firmly clasps her hands together and slowly but diligently leans back onto the purple couch to observe the body language and facial expressions of her secretary. She had never expected Sayaka to be so brief and honest, now that the Presidential election had strongly been underway. It seems that Sayaka did have her concerns, and possibly for very good reason, indeed.

"I....I don't want to lose you, Kaichou"

Sayaka takes a deep breath and finally admits her feelings, she bites her lower lip and briefly stares at the red carpeted floor, before looking back up towards Kirari, whose facial expression did not fall short, nor change at all, it seems she was thinking about Sayaka's concern, but her confidence did not vanish, not even for a brief moment.

Kirari suddenly raises up again, and appears in front of Sayaka with an elegant stride in her footsteps, as her elegant body bends down and she slowly leans forward, comforting her in a short but warming embrace, that was surely strong enough to bring even the most composed and mentally logical secretary to tears.

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This was something Kirari hadn't ever done, but for some reason she justified Sayaka's concern this time, and it possibly due to the fact that the duo had been completely alone

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Sayaka was crying, for the first time in years, and she was quick to confess what she felt, for she knew that Kirari had to know, it was absolute.

"Kaichou...you have to win the presidential election, it's no longer a game, I can't stand the thoughts of being away from you, not even for a moment, I don't want you to lose, and I don't want to lose you!"

The timid dark haired girl panicked, her small arms clutching onto Kirari in an act of desperation, worry and concern. She was holding onto Kirari like she would never let go, there was love and madness in her dazzling violet eyes, her warm feelings were true and clear, she could never stand the thought of separating herself from Kirari, and that was the fact. She loved her more than she loved herself, and that was clear as bright daylight.

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"Please, don't ever leave me"

She cries out, still in the soft endearing comfort of her beloved president, who continued to hold her firmly in her arms.

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Kirari remains unresponsive, she simply pats her head and keeps her close, while stroking her soft dark silky hair to keep her calm with reassurance. It was evident Sayaka had her fair share of concerns, but it was also logical that Kirari had plans of her own.

Kirari would never proclaim and announce a battle she couldn't win, and if Sayaka knew her well she'd know so from the beginning, but the duo failed to completely understand one another, and that is what drew them closer to one another.

It was true love, without a doubt

"Sayaka, do have more faith in me"

Kirari carefully whispers into her left ear, as she strokes her dark hair softly and swiftly brushes it away from her blushing face with the soft touch of delicate fingertips, she catches her tears and carefully, but slowly leans forward to peck Sayaka on her scarlet blushing cheek, before she raises up once again and turns her back to Sayaka, as if to show she was lost in thought.

(Sayaka couldn't help but worry)

"Fret not, for I do reassure you, I would not engage in gambles I could not win"

She smirks, slowly turning back to face Sayaka as she winks at her and heads for the golden door, before turning back to say one more thing that had been casually on her mind.

"You shall be the the key to our victory, Igarashi Sayaka"

Kirari softly whispers before she heads out the golden door, leaving Sayaka flustered with her thoughts, feelings and a heartbeat strong enough to knock down mountains. She had the timid black haired girl blushing, as Sayaka quickly clenched her heart with a gasp upon the exit of Kirari.

For the first time, she realized that Kirari undoubtfully believes in her, their bond was far beyond love, it was spiritual, romantic and too sophisticated to put into words for a proper description.

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Meanwhile, a certain someone had their mischievous red eyes on Kirari from a far distance, the cunning girl sheepishly giggled to herself as she caught Kirari ascending the stairs for some fresh air on the school roof. 

"President Kirari"

She suddenly clutched Kirari's hand, much closer than needed for personal comfort, as it caught the immediate attention of Kirari herself.

"Would you spare me a little bit of time, this morning?"

She exclaimed, looking the elegant president up and down as she smirked at her cunningly, her red eyes scanning across her like a barcode scanner, then she offered her an offer she could not refuse.

It seems she liked to converse with the President, but who truly knew her motives?

"Certainly, but do make it worth my while"

"Jabami, Yumeko"