To My Dearest...

All She Wanted...

The bidders were all chatting down at the lounge and Eisuke noticed that Sakura was missing and left to find her, of course, not without him having to glare at Ota and Baba to shut up about their teasing.

"Hello? Sakura? You in there?" the CEO knocks on the door but once his fist collides with it, he notices it was ajar and quietly enters, personally a bit scared to see what happened inside.

He heard nothing, no footsteps, no rustling, no Sakura.

"Sakura, this is not funny. Where are you and-" he opens the door to the bathroom, expecting to maybe see her in a quiet bath but only to find a collapsed Sakura in a pool of blood. A sharp razor was in her hand and she was covered in the metallic tasting liquid.

"Sumiko? Sakura! Wake up!" panic rushes into the usually calm and uncaring man and he begins to try shaking her awake.

"Ngh..." she grunts, her eyes shutting tightly.

~*****~

Black.

Everything was pitch black.

But to her, she could only think of a means of escape, her feet leading her to a light shining down the tunnel of never ending darkness. She never got any closer, it's like she was never allowed to leave.

"Sak... Wake up...!" But she could hear and ever so familiar voice calling to her. "Ngh..." she grumbles and she forces herself to opens her heavy eyelids. She could see a tuft of brown hair for a moment and blinding light.

Hands were clamped around her arms, trying to wake her.

Her eyes met with Eisuke's brown hues filled with worry. "E-Eisuke...?" "Oh thank god. What the hell is the meaning of this?"

He forcefully grabs her cut arm, causing her to wince and loosen his grip a bit. "Why?"

"Because no one understands me. They all think I'm fine and well and just treat me like crap. Why not?"

"You need to get help, Sakura. This is a problem." the caring side to Eisuke was starting to leak a bit but she shakes her head.

"No, I'm fine. I've done this before-"

"You what?!" "I said I've done this before."

To confirm it, she pushes up the sleeves of her sweater. Her arm was littered with cuts and bruises, startling Eisuke.

"Does anyone know about this?" 

"No. And this is a one time thing," despite her probable pain, she smirks. "Please, don't tell anyone. I don't need them getting on my case all the time."

"Why do you do this? You always smile in front of people. In front of us." he mutters, staring at her scars.

"It's just easier to smile and pretend you're fine than to be all sad and have to explain everything. Pain in the ass." she replies to his quiet question, pushing herself up to the sink with the help of the CEO. She washes off the blood and watches it drain down the sink before grabbing a roll of bandages from her bag.

She quickly and efficiently wraps it around her arm and turns to Eisuke again. "So can you not tell anyone? Just between us?"

"Not even Soryu?" "He couldn't possibly care less about me. Just you."

The CEO stares at Sakura's earnest gaze and sighs, "Fine. Just please, from now on, try to reduce on this."

"Alright." she chuckles quietly and the two leave back out to the lounge again.

~*****~

"Sakura! What happened to your arm?" Ota cheerfully greets her as she enters but turns a bit sullen at the sight of the bandage. "It's nothing," she flashes him an innocent smile. "Just got cut by some man during the I.V.C."