Eternal Melody



At Nagawa General Hospital

Since that day, Sumire has been seeing him more often. He doesn't mind it, but he wonders how long it will last? He finds her inside his office, on his chair and sorting out the documents on his desk.

Her lips curve to a smile seeing him.

"San."

"You're here."

Sumire nodded. "I finished of your paperwork, so you can take a break."

"Thank you." Sano walked over and kissed her cheek. He loosened his tie. "Sit on my lap?"

"Uh." Sumire laughed softly. "You need to eat properly."

"I will."

Sumire nodded and stood up. Sano placed himself on the chair and Sumire positioned herself on his lap. The minute he buried his face on her neck, he caught whiff of her scent.

"Gosh, your smell-"

"Um, I was just having dance lessons. Do I stink?"

"No." He licked his lips. "You taste sweet."

"I think that's just the smell of my blood."

"Can I have some?"

Sumire nodded.

Why does she taste so good? For the next few minutes, he didn't say anything and focused on drinking.

"San, I have a concert soon. Do you want to come? I have a ticket for you."

"You don't mind me coming?"

"It should be fine. The private seating area is in a closed space."

"Private." Sano licked her neck."So, we can do this?"

"Uh." Sumire shuddered. "San-"

"Does that feel nice?"

"A little, but you really need to eat food."

"Alright."

Sumire opened the lunchbox on the desk. "Ta da."

His lips curve amused. "Aren't these my favourites?"

"I thought I'd practice." Sumire trailed off and sighed. "Recently Huan is becoming picky. Maybe it's Ru's influence. Ru was always a picky eater."

Sano frowned hearing her words. Despite what others may think. Sumire has never let her guard down around him. The minute they get closer to breaking the boundaries between them. She immediately puts him in his place.

It's understandable since she is still dating Terashima and even has children with him. They were close to getting married too. That wedding, Sano knew that eventually it would have to happen. But, he is convinced that he can change her mind. 

He can still change her mind, there is time.

Terashima won't be returning for awhile and he knows Sumire very well. Eventually her loneliness will consume her and she will seek comfort, and that's when he will step in. 

….

Almost like fate was playing with him, a few minutes after Sumire left. Cynthia strolled into the room with a furious look on her face.

"I saw Ibuki leaving just now."

Sano sighed deeply. "-and your point is?"

"I thought you cancelled your engagement with Miss Penlope because you wanted me instead. But, it's because of Ibuki?"

This girl is ridiculous. What makes her think that she is important to him? He indeed saved her and took responsibility for a while. But that was only because he knew that the girl could help his family. If she had no benefits, he would not have bothered with her.

He knew he couldn't openly get mad at her, knowing the power she wields over him. Sano pulled the girl onto his lap and then kissed her.

"San-sano-sama." Cynthia said panting. 

"You need to trust me. Didn't I tell you that before that?"

"But your so busy with Ibuki- I'm jealous."

'Of course you should. Sumire is the only one I will ever love in this life time.'

Sano shakes his head and his hand returned to the inside of her thigh, and trailed towards her center. 

"I am only using her for her blood. You know what Lucifer did, he made sure I only feel satisfied drinking from her."

This was the 'story' he told his family. But it was far from the truth. Sano knew that Lucifer disliked that he had to rely on Sumire's blood. Lucifer even conduct a few experiments attempting to change that, but it didn't work,

Cynthia sighed as she moved his fingers closer, a sign of approval as he plunged his finger into her.

"Ah." Cynthia yelped.

He curled his fingers and Cynthia moaned as she grabbed onto his shoulders, digging her fingers into his jacket.

"Sano, I-I do get that. But, you haven't made any time to see me."

Right, initially when his family reluctantly allowed this deal to happen with him and Sumire. They made sure to tell him not to forget about Cynthia.

"I'm sorry for neglecting you love." Sano mumbled as he carried her onto the couch, and loosened his tie.

"Sano, do you love me?"

"Yeah, I love you."

Sumire always belittles herself and says she is the biggest liar, and that's why she can't hate him.

'I also had secrets, secrets I never thought of sharing with you even though you had the right to know.'

The biggest liar, is him. He will continue lying to his heart, and putting on this facade in front of these people. Because he has no choice. His life has never been his from the beginning.

....

A few hours later. XX Stadium

So he comes to her practice. But, seeing Mamoru and Mashima Toh too. He exhaled deeply. So much for feeling special.

To his surprise, Sumire rushed over to him. "San." Sumire said gently. "You're here!"

His gaze softened. "Yeah, I had some time."

Sumire fixed his shirt button. "You must be busy, I promise it won't take long."

Sano shakes his head. He enjoyed the attention she was giving him.

"It's fine, are we still having lunch together?"

Sumire nodded. "Mm."

Sano felt a sharp gaze and found Sumire's companion, staring at him. It wasn't quite a glare. But, she didn't seem happy to see him.

"You look tired. Sit down?"

Sano was about to nod but then pointed at Mamoru. "Shouldn't you two--"

"It's okay, we chatted enough."

Sano knew that Mamoru was too busy with his mission, and didn't have much time to see Sumire.

"Thank you, your so kind. But, it's fine. Let's sit and chat for a bit?"

He nods and Sumire leads him up the steps, and onto the back seats.

"How was work?"

"I was-" Sano trailed off.

"Ah, at your other job."

"Yeah." He paused. "What are you doing?"

"Fixing your clothes."

"Why?"

"Whichever women latched onto you today left quite the possessive mark on your neck." Sumire trailed off. "That's why Siena was glaring at you. Since you supposedly came here for me, but your showing up with marks from another woman?"

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