Secret
995 Words
The woman waiting at the apartment stood up when she heard the door opening. Then, she walked towards Kenta, trying to hug him until he stopped her.
“I told you to not come here”, Kenta said, upset of seeing that woman there. Hayato was truly shocked of seeing that woman that he did not know yet, as his mind started wondering if this person was the one that he said he had at home. Then, that was making Hayato his lover?
“Well, surprise!” the woman said, smiling at him until she noticed Hayato. “And this little boy, who is he?”
Hayato was afraid of telling her a single word, and he hoped that Kenta could introduced him to the woman. But nothing happened.
“If I told you to not come here, is because I do not want to see you”, Kenta replied, but making Hayato step back at him. He retained Hayato behind him, like if that woman could do something to him.
“You’re ignoring my question. Anyways, I do not care, is he your friend?” the woman kept asking, suddenly going to Hayato. “What’s your name, darling? My name is Sakura Asakura, formalities are not necessary”.
Hayato did not know if it was okay to answer her, looking at Kenta, who just gave him a glare, serious, as if he was telling him to not answer.
“Not answer? He must be mute then”, and Sakura laughed. She approached her hand to touch his shirt, but Kenta took her before she could even put a finger on him. Sakura laughed. “I am not going to hurt him or something, I don’t bite”.
“Then why the sudden interest on touching him?”
“I just wanted to see his clothes. Were they expensive, little boy?” something in the tone of her voice sounded so sarcastic, that Hayato would even feel that she said it with malicious intentions.
“That is not worthy to know, Asakura-san”, Hayato replied, expecting that she would not follow the topic.
“Of course not, why would I want to know from where bazar did you bought them?”
“Enough, If you have nothing to do except being a b***h, then leave”, Kenta, angry, took her from the arm, pushing her outside the apartment. Besides her complains and trying to get loosening up, the bachelor make her go away.
“Then, who is she?” Hayato asked a few moments later. “I mean, she is Sakura Asakura, but who is she for you?”
Kenta saw him, a little embarrassed. He told him just few moments ago that their relationship was desired by him and wanted it to last, and now, this b***h came without warning.
“My parents are pressing me to get married, the typical”.
“Yes, how would I forget?” Hayato said, upset of course, but trying to be comprehensive.
It was stupid asking if he was upset, obviously Hayato was upset, first of all, but not being informed about the arrangement that his parents made for Kenta.
“Maybe I needed to tell you first. Sorry about that, is not my intention to hurt you or make you some sort of lover but…”
“But in definition I am, isn’t?” Hayato replied. “You are in a relationship, moreover a compromise. And still you come to f**k me as if you had no one to lend accounts”.
“Okay, I know, I made it wrong, but… it is hard to explain”, Kenta said. “Let me first explain the whole story”.
Therefore, he began.
He barely knew anything about Sakura Asakura. He only knew that she was the only daughter of the CEO of an important coffee company. They actually met less than a year ago, after the Masamune marriage found that Kenta was dating a male classmate during his last university year. He should expect that they were aware sooner or later of his affairs and romantic relationships with males, and even had expected that in some point they would asked him for marry a girl.
But what was never expected was the fact that Kenta’s parents to contact one of their friends —Mister Ryoji Asakura, an actual client and friend of the family—, and tell him to present his daughter to Kenta, so they could compromise.
“Then, all of that is just made up to cover the fact that you are gay”, Hayato said. Kenta nodded. “Does she know that all of this is an arrangement?”
“Yes, she does”, Kenta said. “She does know that all of this is an arrangement, but she seems to think that is because I am some kind of womanizer, and that I have plenty lovers around the city”.
That was sad. So Sakura did not know that he was gay. She may even think —judging by the way she treated Kenta when they arrived— that she could charm him and make him a faithful loving husband.
“Maybe if you tell her what is really happening…?”
“I thought about it, but you really don’t know her. She is what someone could describe as a mean girl. She is possessive and classist”.
“Is okay if I feel a little bit scared?”
“Scared of what?”
“Of being near to her, or even let her knowing that I exist. What kind of things she does to be called «mean»?”
“She usually would stick to me in every place we are, and if another girl approaches me, she can be so heavy. Let’s say that is more secure for everybody if I don’t relate to any woman besides mother and her”.
Well, she does really sounds to be a very heavy person. Hayato shake a bit his head, as he put his head onto Kenta’s shoulder.
“Let’s then keep this a secret. For her and anybody else, I will then be your assistant and student, just a boy you met at school”.
“Is really okay for you? I thought you could…”
“End this? No, I mean, maybe I am stupid but I really want to be with you, even if at the end of this is all about s*x, I want to keep going in this”, Hayato said. Kenta couldn’t help but smiling.
“Then let’s keep going, Hayato-chan, let’s make this our little secret”.
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