A/N: This chapter is dedicated to Deathscythe Outlaw, Lunaira, Niki Tori, and XxSiennaxX.

G r a v i t y

Chapter Ten

We sat there, across from each other, in an awkward silence. I gave off the impression I was drinking the tea in my hand, while I was really studying him. He really looked like he could care less though, an over sized brown jacket hanging over his shoulders, his head turned to the side; staring off into space.

He snapped up suddenly, shifting his eyes towards me. "It's not poisoned you know," he said good-naturedly, though it did nothing to lift the mood.

I lowered my face, like I'd been scolded and put the tea cup back on its plate. "Sorry-"

"S-stop it!" He finally manages, and I look up to see that his expression is perplexed.

I blink dubiously, "Stop? What?"

"Being so…acting so afraid! I'm not going to hurt you, you know that-"

I snort at this, cutting him off effectively. 'How did I not realize this?' I wonder to myself, refusing to bring my eyes to meet his, 'He was my boyfriend…I should have-I just thought he was cheating or something-' that's when it occurs to me.

I had no proof he hadn't been cheating. God knows what mafia bosses do in their spare time…

For some unknown reason this irks me more than being thrown in that awful situation that he saved me from. I stand up abruptly, my glare fixated on him.

He blinks owlishly, "…What?" He asks after a few moments.

"Oh it's nothing. I apologize for acting so timid. I didn't mean to be boring, I'm sure you get that enough from the other women." I turn away from his bewildered expression (even though I can't help but squeal at how utterly adorable he looks right now, like a lost puppy) and walk towards the door.

"Tsuki, wait!"

"You have no right to call me by that-" I begin haughtily only to be cut off by a bunch of more Mafia looking dudes standing outside. I let out a small squeal, slamming the door shut and falling on my ass once more.

God; am I ever making a spectacle of myself today…

Flashback

"S-shigure?!"

My boyfriend (well, ex-boyfriend I guess) looks away guiltily. Standing up, he extends a hand to me, "come on. You'll catch a cold if you stay out in this weather-"

"What makes you think I'll expect any help from the likes of you-?"

"You little brat!" A woman's voice comes and I turn my attention to face her. I have to bite back a gasp, she's beautiful, long red hair, large green eyes, she's foreign exotic, and I'm so…plain.

And apparently, I'm also a brat…

She ignores me and continues with her harangue, "Wakabe-sama just saved your life, you should be-"

"Shut up!"

My attention turns back to the boy in front of me. His hand (which he's taken back) is now clenched in a fist, his eyes dark and dangerous. Something about him doesn't remind me of the Shigure I've known since I've known since I was a kid.

No…this wasn't the same boy I grew up with.

This had to be some kind of joke, some kind of dream.

"You are absolutely forbidden to talk to her in that manner." He yanks my arm, pulling me up; I don't think he even realizes how strong he is. I bite back and endure the pain as he drags me back to a mafia-esque black car.

End Flashback

Right now though, it's seems that the new Shigure is gone and I'm left with the jerk that I've always known.

He's laughing his ass off of course, at my behavior.

"This ain't funny jackass!" I yell comically, shaking my fist at him.

He wipes away a tear from his eye as he stands up, regaining some semblance of control. He's still chuckling a little though, when he says, "Don't worry they take a while to get use to."

I think back to his absolutely authority over them, "And how long have you been with them?" I didn't mean to ask, but could you help it in my situation?

His expression darkens and I immediately regret saying anything at all. "A while," he answers after a few moments pass, but then he immediately brightens up again, "Say you've gotta be hungry! Let's so get some breakfast!"

"B-breakfast?" I raise an eyebrow, "What time is it?"

He blinks, takes a look at his watch, and looks back at me. "4:30 AM."

With this I promptly freak out, "WHAT?!"

I didn't go to school today; instead I lay around the lavish hotel suite. At least now I know how Shigure's family affords such nice things.

I wipe my damp hair with the hotel given towel, dressed in the white bathrobe and slip on the soft slippers that come along as well. I purse my lips and stare at my reflection. Disheveled light brown hair and amber-golden eyes.

I'm not ugly per se, but I'm not like that half-cast redhead.

My eyes narrow at the thought of her, and I am instantly reminded of how I felt when I was told that by Masaharu that he preferred Reiko over me all along. Something rolls in my stomach as I remember his words.

Be careful Tsuki.

'Masaharu…could you have known all along?' My eyes glaze for a moment, 'But how is that even possible?'

I'm broken out of my thoughts by a light tapping against my door. "Coming~" I yell, making a beeline for the entrance. I open the door expecting the club sandwich I'd just ordered but instead I manage to come face to face with that the redhead model.

"Wakabe-sama requests your presence," she says this politely but even a fool could see that even this much was strained.

I can't help but gawk at her before she gives me an irritated look before turning on her heels and leaving.

It occurs to me at once, it's kind of stupid, but at this point I can't help how stupid I sound.

"Hey," I call out and she spins around to look at me with a bored expression.

"What?" She crosses her hands over her chest, loosing all her ability to be polite.

"You're in love with Shigure, aren't you?"

A/N: Another chapter finished~ I hope you enjoyed! I tried to make this chapter a little mellower than the last chapter. I don't want this story to be just drama :]

But I did add a new character in, what do you think of her so far?

Well anyway, please leave a review and tell me what you think~

Thank you! I appreciate it :]