// .......... Is everyone getting bored with my book?......... Should I even had made it?

"Enemies are enemies, nothing more."\\

Fushimi's POV

I'm pissed.

Misaki is such an idiot.

And the worse part.

I'm in love with that idiot!

Mentally cursing myself, the doors of the limousine opened, causing me to burst out of the car and rush towards the automatic doors.

"Hello Fushimi." The bastard said.

"Hello, bastard." I spat.

"Awe, now why would you say that to the company that's teamed up with you?" Shiro, aka, the Bastard said, draping an arm over Misaki's shoulder.

"You stole him!"

"I stole nothing, he came to Kuro's company looking for a job and I gave one to him."Shiro replied simply.

"Ah, but who ever said you could give him a job?" I snarkly said.

"Kuro did." Shiro replied, smirking back at me.

Damn.

Beaten at my own game.

"Now that Misaki joined us, what will you do?" Shiro asked, a stupid ass smirk on his lips.

"I'm going to steal him back." I said coldly.

"I'm not an object!" Misaki shouted at the both of us. "If you think I am, then, neither company deserves me." With that outburst, he stormed off.

"Misaki!" Both Shiro and I yelled after him.

A glare and small grunt at each other, I rushed after Misaki, stepping in front of his way once he was about to leave.

"Oi, Mi-Sa-Ki, why are you ignoring me?" I demanded.

"Fushimi..... I don't want to talk about it right now." Misaki whispered, walking around me.

My heart stung slightly but I ignored it, grabbing Misaki's wrist."Misaki, wait a moment." I demanded.

"Let go!" Misaki shouted, slapping me.

I froze, putting my free hand to my cheek and letting go of Misaki, my glasses flying off to the floor.

"Wait..... Fushimi, I'm sorry." Misaki whispered, taking a step towards me.

I put my hand up to stop him."Just...... Just go...." I whispered.

'Maybe this was a bad Idea..... I thought I could change Misaki's mind....... Maybe it wasn't a good thought anyways.'

Bending down to pick up my glasses, I found that the lenses where shattered. Sighing, Shiro walked up to me, putting a hand on my shoulder.

"He's a lot more different compared to college. Do you think that Tom and him have..... Done it yet?" Shiro asked.

My heart sank."I can't deny that there is an possibility...."Rubbing my eyes, Shiro's hand disappeared from my shoulder.

"What I say is to steal Misaki back from that bastard." Shiro whispered, turning and leaving.

"Oh, and keep him! He would've been a horrible co-worker anyways!" He called back, an anime vein growing on my forehead.

"He wouldn't want to work here anyways!"I shouted in anger after him, storming out.

Stopping outside of my limo, I smiled softly.'Thanks...... Shiro, you helped me clear my mind.'

"Follow Misaki." I ordered the coiffure once I entered the Limo, buttoning up my tux.

Misaki's POV

"Stop goddamn following me!" I shouted, throwing the plastic water bottle that was in my hand at the hood of the Limo.

"Oi! don't dent the car!" Fushimi shouted back.

Rolling my eyes, pulling out my keys, I opened my apartment and walked in silently, leaving Fushimi outside.

Fushimi soon followed after me."I'm sorry for what happened today..... I shouldn't have talked as if you are an item, you're the most wonderful human being." Fushimi said.

Out of embarrassment, I turned away from him."Cut the cheesy shit." I muttered.

Fushimi laughed."Still have a potty mouth I see."

I only growled in response and Fushimi's eyes hardened slightly.

"I'm serious, I don't think you belong with Tom." Fushimi said.

My blood began to boil as he said this."It's not your decision to make! I love Tom and after what you did, I doubt we could be boyfriends again, much less friends." I spat, causing him to flinch.

I almost felt bad for him.

Almost

Turning, I left without a word.

//OH MY GOD, IM SORRY FOR SUCH AN LATE UPDATE!!! SCHOOL HAS BEEN CRUEL AND SO HAS MY PARENTS SO ITS VEEN DIFFICULT TO WRITE!!!\\