Chapter 215 - More painful

Setsura knew how harsh her words sounded. But it didn't matter. The only person around was Akito. She doubts the random strangers walking by them would care. Indeed, even though she said such things slightly loud. Nobody spared them a glance. Akito laughed and ran his hands through his hair. Akito is the only person who would accept this ugly side of her. Somebody who would accept everything about her. Setsura never thought she would meet such a person. But, sure enough, she did.

It didn't take them long before they arrived at her place. Honestly, because she only bought this place recently. It still wasn't appropriately furnished, other than the living room area and kitchen. Everything else is pretty much empty. So, Setsura leads Akito inside using the side door, not the front.

They entered the living room through the back. Cream-colored walls, two white chairs opposite one another, and a large couch. In the center was a huge wooden colored table. A fireplace in the corner, alongside a desk with plants. Some empty picture frames hung on the wall. Initially, when she decided to decorate the place. It occurred to her that she wanted to a more western furnished home. So, she ended up asking Victor for most of the items here.

Setsura felt a bit self-conscious with the way Akito scanned the place up and down. Her design sense shouldn't be bad as an artist. However, it's very difficult to buy things at this time. She has to make a mental note to move things around after he leaves.

"Didn't you just buy this recently?" Akito said as he placed his cloak down on the couch.

"I did, why?"

Akito looked around the place and sighed. "How much did this all cost?"

"Hmm, around yen? I'm going to get changed," Setsura proceeded to turn the other way. She wanted to clear up the mess upstairs, just in case, something ends up happening. Akito must be tired too. However, she can't underestimate this idiot anymore.

Indeed just as she thought that Akito hugged her from behind, "This is a nice house. But, a bit too big for a single person. Maybe we should live here together."

Setsura sighed when she hears his words.

"Don't joke around."

"Who says I'm joking, I'm always serious," he bites her ear, and she shuddered.

"I know how fussy you are about security and safety. With the current situation, I know you would never allow me to live here alone."

"Why are you talking about being alone? I'll stay here with you."

"But, Akito, sometimes we need space away from each other..."

This was also another reason why she bought the house. While she does enjoy his company, she needs personal space occasionally. Setsura still needs to adjust to this relationship. It isn't like her last one where just being together made her content. Don't get her wrong; she does feel that way when she is with Akito. However, these days there are times where it feels suffocating to be with him.

Perhaps, it's because of the situation with Mizuna. However, Setsura isn't completely comfortable being around him. She understands how cruel that sounds. Akito does his very best in this relationship. He works very hard to make sure she feels happy, wanted, and love. Yet, all of those things are still very new to her. It isn't Akito's fault; she acted this way in her last relationship too.

He's doing his best for her; she doesn't want him to think he isn't enough for her. It's the same thoughts as before. However, Setsura can't stop herself from feeling depressed. It's terrible; why does she still feel this way? Doesn't she have so many good things happening for her right now?

Akito is good to her; he treats her very well. He isn't pushy about having s.e.x either. Sure he teases her and catches her off guard. But, if she wants to stop, she can tell him, and he will stop. He's so considerate and cares a lot for her.

"I'm sorry," Akito mumbled. "Am I making you unhappy?"

Setsura shook her head, "No," she turned around and caressed his cheeks. "I'm exhausted, Akito. Do you mind if we stay the night?"

"I don't mind; let's stay over," Akito brought his lips to her face. Setsura allows him to kiss her. It was brief but made her feel very comfortable. "Maybe I should cook, and you rest?"

"I'll cook, it's been a while."

"Alright."

Setsura, however, wrapped her arms around his neck. "Akito, first. Touch me."

"Huh?"

"Please…"

She wants to feel loved. She wants to feel wanted. Right now, her emotions are a mess. Setsura wants to be sure that he is really here, right beside her. Such naive sounding thoughts. He really is right here, and Setsura could see him. But, even then… Akito looked into her eyes and nodded. He gently scooped her up in his arms and brought her over to the couch.

The sound of the old couch made a creak the moment he placed her down. Victor did say it was an antique from a shop. But it didn't matter. Despite the creak, it was comfortable.

After a few minutes, Akito is licking and sucking different areas of her body. It did feel good, but something felt wrong.

"Setsura, should I stop?"

"Akito, I think there's something wrong with me."

He shook his head and removed his lips from her legs. He pulled her into his arms, "No, you're fine."

"You don't think I'm weird?"

Akito laughed, "If you're weird, what does that make me?"

That's true, she supposes. "Sorry," Setsura murmured. "Isn't it difficult? Stopping?"

"Well, it is. But I'll be fine."

He will be, huh? Setsura still doesn't know much about these things. There's probably a way for her to help him. But right now, it's hard to think of such things. It's still so painful, Setsura honestly didn't understand anymore. The happier she gets, the more painful things are for her. The more depressed she gets.

"Earlier, why didn't you confront Sir Long?" Setsura decided to swiftly change the topic to work. If it's like this, then she will get distracted. She played with his hair, and Akito inter winded their hands together.

"Since Chauncey himself came there in person, I figured that he must have known."

"So, it was deliberate? The Long family are the ones responsible?"

It made sense if one carefully thought about it. The man from the Long family was with the notorious killer, moments before the man's death. Who else could be held responsible?

"Yes. But we can't rule the other possibilities out."