Married To an Emperor

C1: The Not So Good Meeting

Monday morning around 11:30 am in a Company/ Hotel. A girl is waiting since 9 am for her appointment/ meeting/ date.

The said is girl is Masaki Harumi, 17 of age and a 3rd high school. She has porcelain white skin, pinkish kissable lips, waist length white hair, eyes blue as the ocean and an hour glass body.

"Aisht! How long am I going to wait?" the girl spoke to herself.

'That guy has a nerve into making me wait; who does he think he is? Just because he's the son of one the most famous hotel in Japan, doesn't mean he can make me wait.' she annoyingly thought to herself.

When she couldn't take it anymore, she stood up and went to the information desk. She finally reached her limit, she couldn't wait anymore. She just couldn't stand there looking like an idiot waiting for someone whom she really doesn't know is going to show up.

"Miss is he going to come or am I waiting for nothing?" she asked.

"Wait Miss..." the receptionist asked.

"Masaki" she replied annoyed.

"Wait Miss Masaki, I'll ask." She took the phone and dials a number and talked to someone on the phone for a while then I'm standing here again waiting.

'I swear if that boy finally comes, I'll stab him with my shoes.' she angrily thought.

"Uhhmm.. Miss Masaki.." the receptionist finally hanged up on the phone.

"Yes? So, what did they say?"

"He will come mam, he will just be a little late." She said.

"What are you talking about? I've been waiting here for almost two and a half hours. I am not putting up with this." I said to the receptionist.

I couldn't take it anymore, whether he will come or not I don't care anymore. And besides how an ungentlemanly thing to do. He making me wait, that's not quite right. And I just wasted my time preparing myself for this stupid arrange marriage. My used to be bouncy white hair is now messed up due to the strong winds outside, my make up is a little smudged up now and worst of all the dress that I'm forced to wear is now that nice to look at anymore. It's all wrinkled and not so white anymore.

"Miss Masaki! Wait!" the lady called me.

I didn't dare to look back anymore, I'm seriously annoyed. I don't care if he's coming or not. I'm leaving, besides I've got other plans to do.

But before I could exit my way out, a hand pulled my wrist to stop me from my tracks. And pulled me into my back, so my back was facing a muscular chest.

"You do know it's rude to leave your client just like that, am I right?" A deep voice said, it send shivers down my spine. It was so cold and demanding, I froze on my place.

When I didn't speak up, he finally released me. I was finally able to breathe once again.

"Uhhhmm.. I'm sor-" but before I could say my apologies, he suddenly pulled me again back into the hotel. From my point of view, all I could see was spiky red hair, broad shoulders, muscular arms and a oh so hot body.

I blushed from the thought and shook my head.

"Are you alright Masaki-san?" he asked me. And now I finally got the chance to look at him. He has spiky red hair, an oval face and his eyes.

His eyes were large with vertical pupils. And the amazing thing is that he's eye color are different, his right eye being red and his left eye being yellow. I couldn't stop staring at it, his eyes shows full power, authority and sovereignty.

"Masaki-san?" he said again. And now I was even more shocked, to see that he was really close to me. We're faces were just inches apart.

"Y-yes?" I finally managed to speak up.

"I asked if you're alright and sorry into making you wait for a long time. It took me really hard to get here cause since it's Monday, I've got school to attend to." He answered.

"Oh.. I-i-is that so?"

'Kyaaaah! Why am I stuttering so much?'I thought to myself

He just nod and dragged me again to the dining area of this place. When we finally sat down, none of us were speaking. The silence wasn't a comfortable silence, it was awkward. A very awkward one.

"Can I excuse my self for a while? I need to use the bathroom." I told him

He just answered me with a nod. A while ago he was just talking and now he's gone silent.

When I got to the bathroom, I tried to calm down my breathing. I don't know why, but being around him makes me nervous. He got this intimidating aura around him, that makes keeps making her feel uneasy.

With that she was able to tie her hair into a nice fishtail braid and managed to retain the freshness in her face. And one last glance upon the mirror, she was satisfied with her look.

When she finally reached the table, she saw her companion already talking to the waiter.

"Excuse me? Sorry if I took long.." she apologized to the red head.

He just gave her another nod and ignored her again and continued to order to the waiter.

"Would that be all sir?" the waiter asked. And with one last nod, here we are again. SILENCE.

"So my name is Masaki Harumi.." I was starting to introduce myself when he finally speak up.

"Masaki Harumi, 17 years old, 2nd year high school, used to study in America for 5 years, loves to paint, sing and play instruments." He expressionlessly enumerated my information.

I was about to speak up again when he interrupted me again, "Akashi Seijuro, 17 years old, I study in Rakuzan High, I play basketball and the captain of our school." He introduced himself while looking in another direction.

I just stared at him, feeling uneasy again. "Ohh.. Okay.. Akashi-kun, do you know what we are doing here?"

"Of course, I know everything. Our families arranged us into an arranged marriage and they'll be coming here soon." He said again not looking at me.

I just stayed quiet and waited for our food and parents to arrive.

I hope I could survive this not so good meeting.