Our Secret

Chapter 15 : Taken

"Shh," he breathed, and hoisted her up so her legs were wrapped around his waste in a way that made her stomach coil. He bucked his hips forward and her breathing hitched; she let out an involuntary moan.

"Oh, you can do that all you want when we're elsewhere..." his voice was husky, and he was looking down at the flustered Shiho with that smirk plastered on his face. He licked his lips and leaned into her ear, his breath making her shiver, "But for now..." he bucked his hips forward again and Shiho gasped rather loudly. She gripped his shirt rather violently. He smirked in satisfaction, whispering, "Shh, let's keep this a secret..."

At that, Shiho snapped. She grabbed Kid by the collar and pushed him away; he did not loose his footing, did not look surprised but merely... amused.

"Kuroba," she started, her face hot with anger, "What the hell do you think you're doing? We can't be doing this, you have no right-"

"Why not?" He cocked his head to the side.

"I-I don't even know you, you're just-"

"Okay," he said simply, "ask me anything, get to know me."

"Kid," she said, crossing her arms. "This can't happen anymore, you're... confused."

He cocked an eyebrow, "And what makes you say that?"

"You don't know what you're doing-"

"I just want you," he said honestly, his eyes slightly wide.

"You don't," she retorted.

"I do."

"You don't,"

"Believe me, I do."

"Not for the right reasons," Shiho sighed, "Just... go. Please."

Kid licked his lips. Was he wrong in coming here? What the hell made him think that he could just do this to her? Yeah, he liked teasing the girl, but there were boundaries. He felt his cheeks flush with shame, then he realized the reason behind all this.

He was using her as a replacement for Aoko.

He would always tease Aoko like that; look under her skirt, flirt with her yet deny it, tease her about being flat-chested - though she was not, all because of the reaction he'd get out of her. He liked teasing her because of the reaction he'd get from her, it was the least he could get without telling her he liked her. He realized, then, that if what he did just now to Shiho had been to Aoko instead, she'd probably blush madly and chase him around with a mop.

But Shiho was not Aoko; she barely knew him, didn't feel anything for him, was not his best friend, was a completely different person.

It was a mistake - all of it.

Regret. Denial. Shame. He didn't know what he felt was most prominent. He just knew that he had to leave.

Shiho watched him for a moment, he seemed so... lost. Then, shockingly, he bowed down to the floor and leaned down on one knee, pulled out a white rose,

"For everything I've done," he whispered, "I'm sorry.. and I promise, never again, my lady. You're not to see me again."

Smoke engulfed the area, and he was gone.

Then, almost immediately, a knock on the the door. A voice called, "Miyano-san, are you alright?"

She whipped around so fast she nearly tripped, and quickly opened the door to find that man standing there. Upon seeing her, his face tinted red, "Ah... I'm sorry, I shouldn't have..." he trailed off, his eyes wide, "I just wanted to tell you I'll be off now, I'd offer to take you home but something urgent just came up and I must attend to it.."