LOGINHaruto's pale face regained some colour when Aito lifted his head and he smiled a little. “Please forgive me, Aito.” Aito let a short silence stretch between them before finally nodding. “Okay. Just don’t do it again.” Haruto let out a relieved sigh and nodded. He’d never ever upset Aito like that again. He would do anything to make Aito happy. His biggest fear wasn’t just Aito leaving him. What terrified him was the possibility of Aito going back to Ryu. If Aito should reject him and date some other dude, he could take it. He could be patient and plan a way to get Aito back but if Aito should leave him for Ryu, he would never accept it. In that case, one of them would have to leave the earth. Either him or Ryu. “So,” Aito said, clearing his throat. “What are you doing here? You know this mall belongs to the Fuujis. Aren’t you afraid someone will recognise you?” Haruto shook his head then gave a smug smile. “That’s why I wore a face mask. Besides, I know the location of most
Aito stared at Haruto for a few seconds then turned away, pretending as if he didn’t recognise him. He didn’t want Jisung thinking there was something amiss. “Aito…” Aito heard him call and he turned, feigning surprise. “I’m sorry. Do I know you?” Haruto felt somewhat disappointed that Aito didn’t recognise him but he didn’t blame Aito though. Aito wouldn’t think he’d follow him to the mall. After all, he was avoiding going to public areas as much as he could. He reached up and removed the black mask then smiled. “Aito, it’s me.” For a second Aito didn’t know how to react. He didn’t want to keep up the pretense. Being around Haruto made him feel all tense and annoyed. It was hard for him to pretend he was happy. All he could see was a hypocrite, a murderer, and a fucking liar standing in front of him. How could one pretend to be happy to see such a person? A person he always thought was his best friend but turned out to be a manipulative bastard. He felt like cursing Haruto out t
Haruto sat quietly in the passenger seat with his elbow resting against the window, fingers tapping lightly against his thigh as Minho parked near the entrance of the Fuuji mall.The parking lot was busy even for the late afternoon, cars slipping in and out while groups of shoppers crossed the pavement carrying branded bags and chatting loudly.Haruto barely noticed any of it. His attention stayed fixed on the main entrance, eyes scanning every arriving car, wondering if he has gotten there before Aito or if Aito was already inside the mall.Ten minutes passed and a sleek silver car rolled into view.Haruto straightened immediately when he saw Aito's head of pretty blonde hair through the window.Kaito parked the car and stepped out first, sunglasses perched on his face, looking effortlessly sexy in dark designer clothes. But Haruto barely spared him a glance because Aito stepped out right after and Haruto's eyes widened in pleasant surprise.Aito was really pretty. His platinum blond
Minho walked into Haruto's room, sighing quietly as he placed a tray of food on the table beside Haruto's bed. The soup was hot, steam curling lazily into the air, but he already knew it would probably go untouched like every other meal he had brought since yesterday. His eyes drifted toward Haruto and his chest tightened painfully at the sight before him.Haruto was still dressed in yesterday's clothes, sitting against the headboard with his phone clutched tightly in his hand, his eyes fixed on the screen with restless anticipation. Ever since he had planted the bug on Aito's sweater the previous night, he had barely done anything else except wait and listen, hoping he would hear Aito's voice again but it had already passed noon, yet Jisung had heard nothing. Still, he stubbornly clung to his phone, full of hope. In a way, Minho was happy that Haruto hadn’t heard anything. He hated seeing how Haruto turned into a clingy puppy whenever Aito was around. He hated the way Haruto clung t
Aito lowered his gaze. His chest tightened painfully at the thought of Haruto dying.Yes, the man had become dangerous. Unrecognizable. Terrifying, even. But before all of that... Haruto had been his best friend. The person who stayed beside him through some of the darkest moments of his life.And Mrs. Yamamoto looked just as conflicted.She had watched Haruto grow up alongside Aito. She had cared for him the way she cared for Aito. The idea of deciding his death sat heavily on her heart.Ryu noticed both their expressions immediately."Let's leave them out of this decision," he said quietly. "Whether Haruto lives or dies... we'll decide that ourselves."Everyone nodded in agreement."Back to what I was saying," Yasu continued. "Aito is still the only person capable of getting Haruto out of hiding. We need him to distract Haruto while we investigate the property but if you don't want that, Ryuho, we'll think of another way."Ryu drew in a slow, deep breath, dragging one hand through h
"His father is already in prison for our crimes," she went on weakly. "He won't be coming out anytime soon. You've destroyed our business... torn our family apart..." Her voice trembled as she lifted her tear-filled eyes toward Mr Igarashi."What more do you want? What more do you want from us?" she cried softly. "You've already taken everything. You even have my son. Ryu won't give me my son..."The room fell into complete silence, broken only by her quiet sobs.Aito had stopped crying now. He was also staring at his mum, stunned. He never expected her to admit everything."Father," Ryu called, his eyes pleading. "Stop... please. It's enough." He was tired and he was sure his father was as well. Everyone involved was already exhausted. Physically and most especially, mentally. Aito the most. He just wanted everything to end. He wanted to nab that bastard Haruto and make everything right with their world. He wanted to marry Aito and start their very own family.Mr. Igarashi didn't res
Aito sprang up his seat and rushed to the doctor. "Sir, is he okay? Has he woken up? Can we go in and see him?"The doctor was a tall man with thinning grey hair. He looked over 40 but he had a nice friendly face. He smiled. "You must be Aito, right?"Aito nodded, confused. "I am. But, how do you k
Aito didn't know that those two years he thought he missed, were the most horrible years in his entire life.He missed his friends. He missed Sakura, Yua and Haruto. He missed talking to them. He missed hanging out with them. He missed all the crazy things they used to do. What hurt Aito the most w
"Oh my God" Kaito whispered. His heart sunk to his stomach for he never knew that Ryuho had been through a lot these past years. They all thought he didn't care about Aito since he never showed his true feelings."In most cases, people who grieve like that tend to force themselves to find ways to c
"Nori, come here. Don't make trouble" Ryu warned as he stretched his hand for Nori to take but Nori shrunk further into the cell, not wanting to leave without an answer. After all that Yuuki had said, how could he be willing to leave with Ryu so easily?Ryu's face darkened and the policeman who had







