Monday XX 2013 -
It frightened her a lot these days whenever Sano touched her. Ever since that time at the bar, she no longer knew what to think of this man. Was he always this possessive and frightening? One of the police officers investigating her case called her secretly. He told her to be honest. At first Sumire didn't understand why. But then the detective explained to her how they believe Sano set her up. When she heard that she immediately understood. Her face grew cold and her body trembled but she still lied. She defended him, even though she already knew the answer.
It all vanished, the usual fear and she ended up getting lost in his scent, a groan passed her lips. Grunts escaped Sanos lips. For the next few minutes similar sounds fill the room. It was hard to believe that they weren't doing anything but pressing their bare bodies, and kissing a lot.
Contrary to his scary nature these days, he does not step over that line.
Sano ran his fingers across her cheeks. "Today, you seem a bit meek."
"Sorry."
He shook his head. "Want some food?"
She remained still and then pulled him closer. "Hug." Sumire knew Sano hated weak women, hated cuddling too since it showed a sign of weakness. But even though he hates it, he always does it.
Sano got off her and laid next to her. He pulled her into his arms. "Better?"
"Yes."
It was a rare and sweet moment but Sumire still felt slightly odd so it was difficult for her to enjoy it. She wonders what Sano genuinely thought of her. After that day, things seem distant between them. She wanted nothing more than to ask him. Ask him if he really tried to — her thoughts broke off when she felt Sano kiss her hair.
"Sano, tomorrow...there is a party. Could you come with me?"
"The one richard corp is holding?"
"Mmm, did you get an invite?"
Sano shook his head. "Why would they bother with a small business like mine?"
"Did you want to come?" Sumire noticed a flash of disappointment in his eyes. He clearly wanted to be picked by his own ability.
She wasn't completely clueless when he asked her out. She already understood that he had other intentions. But that didnt matter to her, as long as he loved her.
"If its an escort you need, then you have other options, no?"
He was referring to senpai. Whenever she invites him, Sano never fails to mention Arashi-senpai.
"I want you to come."
"Then I shall."
"It's raining tomorrow too." Sumire mumbled.
"Stay over?" Sano asked.
"I have a room at the hotel where they are holding the party, since I don't want to go out."
Sano nodded. "Then I will stay with you. But a hotel room huh? That would seem misleading." He trailed off. "If I didn't know any better I would think you arranged to meet somebody."
At that comment Sumire frowned. Is he showing his jealousy again? Jealousy is indeed a monster in disguise, look what it did to Sano. Ever since that time he is so cautious of every single little detail. Then again maybe she should have told him about the other guys. But something in his behaviour prevented her from doing so.
Something prevented her and she learned of that during this incident.
"What are you thinking?"
"Nothing." She rolled over so she was on top of him. Sumire extended her hand out and played with his hair. She glanced over and found the chocolates she bought last time still on the headboard. She picked one up and undid the wrapper, and extended it towards him.
"Sano, recently—"
"I was thinking we could. I mean it is about time don't you think so?"
"Well…" She trailed off. "I don't actually mind too much." After all look at their current situation, they have already seen each other's bodies. Yet something in the back of her mind kept nagging at her, she didn't know exactly what it was.
"Then lets wait until your birthday."
....
Following morning
The rain seemed to love her today, she entered Sanos company building completely soaked. It was strangely quiet and she glanced at the large clock. Ah, people have probably gone home by now. Or some people here may have been invited to the party or another social gathering was going on.
Sumire made her way to Sanos office.
But along the way, she noticed something on the ground, scattered looking garments.
Sumire paused. Her entire face turned cold, she felt her heartbeat increase. But she looked through the creak.
..
Instead of running away, she simply went to the lounge of the company. She informed the receptionist she arrived just now. It seemed like nobody had seen her go to Sanos office which was good for her. Surprisingly she only had to wait five minutes before Sano appeared.
He was still sweaty, face flushed. He clearly ran all the way down here. She would have found that sweet if she didn't recall what happened a few minutes ago. Sano walked over and wrapped his arms around her. "Hey sweetheart, this is a surprise. Weren't we meeting at seven?"
He even forgot the time.
"The party starts at seven." Sumire corrected.
"Ah." Sano nodded. "I must have mixed things up."
"Are we still going?" Sumire asked. Maybe he wants to go back inside and fool around.
Sano nodded. "Sure, give me ten minutes."
Sumire realized he was heading back upstairs and extended her hand out. "I want to get changed too." Her clothes were soaked. It was a good thing she didn't come here dressed in her party clothes.
Sano looked her up and down, then nodded.
It was quiet on the way back upstairs. She noticed the employees giving her odd stares. She wondered if the rest of them knew already. The receptionist seemed strangely nervous when she arrived, not that it mattered now.
Sumire wondered what happened to the woman just now, was she still there?
The room Sano brought her to was a room on the second floor.
If she listened carefully would she still hear movement from above? Sanos office is right above this changing room, she knew that very well.
"San—" Her sentence fell short when he lifted her soaked shirt.
A few minutes ago he was doing such things with another woman and now he is doing this with her? It felt wrong, she felt disgusted.
But right now that didnt matter, the sound of the rain seemed to drown out all her worries and fears. The sound of the rain covered her voice, and the sound of yet another sin.