2. Meeting

Susanna was shocked. Paling at the whimpers that came from the girl, the older woman pulled away, bending low to look at Iyana in the eyes. Only that Iyana still kept her shades on. Thrashing as if she was being captured, Iyana pushed Susanna away, even she did not wish to hurt the kind lady. Susanna had always been such a sweet and kind person, always gently pressing Iyana back into the couch when she tried to help with the dishes during her visits.  Apologetically, she bowed her head down low, just as a pair of strong arms grabbed her from the back.

Screaming in fear and shock, she struggled. This time she couldn't get away. He was too strong. This familiar scent. This muscular structure. This hold. Sebastian.. Oh gosh… Not Sebastian! As his arms travelled down to her waist, she could no longer hold it back, tears flowing freely and causing the mask to stick to her cheeks. The surprised guy twirled her around, pulling her into his lightly muscled chest before pressing a kiss to what that was revealed on her face, her forehead. Then separating them just so that he could look down at her, he frowned. "Why are you wearing a mask? Are you sick? And shades? I'm sure it's not that bright, Iyana. In fact, why are you all wrapped up like this?"

He didn't wait for her answers though. Pulling her cap off her, he smiles as her long black hair wafted around, much like a halo. He always liked it more when her hair was unrestrained, drifting around. He loved to play with her hair; it contrasted so much with her pale skin that he sometimes teased her as Snow White. Moving his hands down to her cheeks, he unhooks the mask from her ear, seeing a startling blue black on her right. Instantly, in anxiousness, he rips the rest of the mask off her..revealing…..a badly bruised cheek, a split lip.

Growling aloud, the anger within him darted and raged, as obviously seen in his eyes. Yet, he keeps his hold on her gentle, prying the shades off her as she continued to shake. When she looked down, he lightly places his finger under her chin, pushing her up to meet his eyes. Sapphire against weepy emerald. He asked no questions. Not yet. Not for now. Right now, he knew, all he had to do was to be hers. And so, gently, sweetly, lightly, pressed his lips to her full ones. And since they were in public, in full view, many little 'aws' were heard, soft swooning echoing in the background, little whispers of 'how sweet's.

Eventually, the girl stopped shaking from her sobs, shyly yet surely returning the kiss. With a light chuckle, Sebastian picked her up, bridal-style and signaled with a flick of his head for his sister to help with Iyana's luggage. The elder girl frowned at being ordered around but nods, doing as mentioned, just for the girl, and only the girl. Leading the way towards the car park of the airport, Susanna glanced back towards the couple, giggling at the love that her usually stoic brother showered his petite girlfriend with.

Resting comfortably in his strong arms, Iyana felt as if she hadn't a care in the world, living only in the moment. That sweet moment. The previous time she had been with him was a long 3 months ago, and that ached in her heart. Perhaps this was why she had come here in the first place, to be his. To stay with him forever.

But alas, forever was not to be, for Susanna, ever the realistic and down to earth woman, had to interrupt. "The two of you get into the car.. I'll drive and you can tell me all about what happened to you, Iyana."

Of all things, Susanna wanted to know about what happened and Iyana stiffened as Sebastian lightly shifted her into the car's backseat, sliding in beside her and quickly embracing her once again. "It's okay, Iyana. You don't have to tell us anything yet. Let's just bring you home and get settled down first." Shooting an annoyed glance at his sister, the muscular man tighten his hold on his lovely woman, pressing a kiss into his hair. How strange, really. That the couple could have survived so many months apart, and still be so close to each other. How strange indeed.

To accept the girl's entrance into his life, all of a sudden, messed his plans up a little. But he was willing to make changes. Why? Because that woman. Is his.

"I love you, Iyana.."

"I love you too, Sebastian.. You're my hero.."

The rolling of the car and the soft sigh of the driver, and out they went, into the bright sunlight as they exited the carpark. What lies in wait for the couple? How would they survive the upcoming days? What was going to happen? Somehow, Susanna could guess. But she wasn't going to say a word. All the ladies wear in Sebastian's room. They had to mean something. Something that poor Iyana would have to find out on her own.

What would the Japanese lady think now?

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[Mutant9568]

Hmmmm....Very interesting :D I enjoyed that :)