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So Wrong So Right Chapter 3 |
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Chapter Three
I wish you would just leave me alone
But then again I want you to hold me close.
I wish you were here with me
Yet I need you to go
“I can’t believe you let her go.” Ryu quietly sipped his drink, which amazing was actual wine. “She’s a delicate flower: beautiful, enchanting, dangerous, all together a wonderful specimen of womanhood.”
Kaipo looked up from his book. “Who are you talking about?”
“Why, Ms. Hawkins of course, is she not the one who you deserve but are too afraid to take,” Ryu smirked.
Kaipo growled. “I am not afraid to take her; you know we could never be together.”
“She loves you, you’re very fortunate.” Ryu replied kind of angrily, like Kaipo should have known without question what he was saying.
Kaipo just scoffed. “She knows better, you know she’s going to kill me the next time she sees me?” he muttered.
Ryu laughed, which just made Kaipo even more miserable. “And you’re hoping she does, aren’t you? Do you honestly think she can kill the man she loves?”
“She almost did once, if I hadn’t lost control, the first time, she would have.” Kaipo regretted that he had lost her because of it.
“Why don’t you tell her how you feel?” Ryu questioned an eyebrow raised.
“Do you think if it was that easy I wouldn’t have done it already?” Kaipo groaned.
“You make announcing love sound like it’s the hardest thing to do.” Ryu remarked swishing his wine in his glass.
“It is when it’s her; she’s everything I’ve ever wanted.” Kaipo growled in frustration. “But I can’t have her.”
“You know she’s kept all those corny poems you wrote.”
“How would you know?” Kaipo asked.
“I ran into her last night, when I went for my walk.” He replied. “She was on her way to burn some books; I suppose some of them contained some important memories.”
“Books,” Kaipo thought back. Yes he remembered writing her books and books of poems as well as some personal letters telling her how he felt about her, how he longed for them to be together, but he’d always backed off before telling her how he felt. He didn’t want her to get hurt, and he also didn’t want to hurt her.
“Yes books, like five of them I believe.” Ryu took a sip of wine. “This is actually rather eloquent wine, where did you get it?”
“The servants brought it from some girl in town.” Kaipo replied. “I think I am going to go out, I don’t know when I will return so don’t wait up for me.”
Ryon walked slowly in town, the books under her arm. She was carrying them with her to be rebound, they were starting to fall apart since she’d read them so much. Last night she had cried while reading her own thoughts, she had never let Kaipo read her thoughts. She couldn’t let him know that she’d wanted him so badly, she’d even wanted what she knew that she could not have. She actually wanted his children; she wanted to feel his skin next to her’s. Sometimes when they’d kissed the heat had become so unbearable that she felt that if she didn’t break away she would have, and she knew what would happen if she did. She couldn’t help feeling the way the she felt.
She walked into the book store, and smiled at one of the customers. When she spotted Ken, she also smiled at him.
“Auryon, I wasn’t expecting you to come in.” Ken replied, he smiled back at her, if only to be courteous.
“Well I need to get these books repaired,” Auryon replied, as she handed the books over.
Ken took them from her, he was tempted to look in them, and then noticed that they were her journals. He knew that they were her private books, so he knew better then to look in them.
“I see, well while you wait would you like to go get something to eat?” He asked.
“Certainly,” she replied and as if to back up her reply her stomach let out a low growl.
She giggled a little and he laughed. “It’s good to know that you really are hungry and not in it just to spend time with me.”
“What does that mean?” She question, seriously.
“Auryon, I know we are to be married, and more then anything I truly want this marriage to work, but alas we both know that our heart is not in this.” He grabbed his coat as he spoke to her.
Auryon paused, thinking before she spoke, “It doesn’t matter, it’s already arranged there is nothing we can do to back out of it, Ken.”
She watched as Ken paused, they walked quietly to a small café where the two were seated and given menus.
“Are you saying you wish there was, Auryon?” Ken questioned her words.
Auryon looked up at him. “You know very well why we are to marry.”
“Yes for the money, it’s sad really. I’ll take wine and you my dear?”
“Water will be fine, thank you.” Auryon told the waiter, the waiter left to go get their orders. “It’s like we can’t control our own destinies.”
Ken gave her a small smile. “We never were in control, Auryon. Before we were born this was set up, but I have to ask you, what is with the books you brought in?”
“They are my old journals from when I was still a child.” Auryon normally referred to her brief affair with Kaipo as to the time when she was a child. “They hold valuable memories to me.”
“I see,” Ken replied quietly. “Auryon, was there ever another man?”
Auryon was suddenly quite taken aback by this question, another man… was he questioning if she had been faithful to just him all these years?
“Yes, Ken, there was, but it’s over,” Auryon sighed. “Well let’s eat.”
Kaipo walked into the book store, he’d used his magic so no one would recognize him, and so he looked like one of Auryon’s servants.
It had been over two hours since Ken and Auryon had left.
“Ahh have you come here to get Auryon’s books?” The owner asked, with a polite smile.
Kaipo blinked she’d dropped books off here? Oh yes that was right. From a distance he had watched her, and when he saw that she carried the books under her arms, he knew that she was going to the book store. He had the urge to take them, and decided that since he was a ‘servant’ no one would think anything else of it.
“Yes, my mistress wanted me to come and get them.” He lied.
“Ahh, I see well here you go.” He handed Kaipo the books, “Please tell Auryon there is no cost.”
“I will, thank you, sir.”
With those words Kaipo left. He dropped his disguise once he was far enough out of town.
These books, he thought, they were held in her hands, and these are her words and some of mine as well. I can’t believe after three years that she has kept them.
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