Four days had gone by since Chizuru had jumped from the breaking chair and landed in Tenpou’s arms, sending the both of them to the ground. It had taken all of Chizuru’s courage to go to Tenpou’s office the next day to work on organizing his office. Goku had been waiting for her so that had made it a little better. Neither Chizuru or Tenpou had spoken much to each other that first day after the fall, but Goku had kept up almost a constant chatter so there wasn’t much of a silence to fill.
Tenpou had given up trying to concentrate when Chizuru was there. He was more aware of her than ever. The sway of her hips as she walked around his office. The gentle lines of her ankles as she climbed on the sturdy chair that he found for her. And her voice as she sang.
She knew more songs than anyone else he knew. Most of the songs were songs that her aunt or uncle had sung to her cousins. Her uncle was in the Eastern Army and although Tenpou knew of the man, he had never met him personally. They had talked a little about her family, but he sensed it wasn’t a subject that she was fond of discussing, so he had dropped it.
Talking about her relationship with Kai was another matter entirely. Chizuru talked about how the two women met when they were children and how she wished that they were able to spend more time with each other. Tenpou told her how Kenren had come to be in the Western Army and some of more memorable battles they had fought together. Tenpou and Chizuru’s relationship had grown and blossomed into friendship. They would talk for hours. Often, an entire morning would go by before they realized it was lunch time. Tenpou hated to see her leave at the end of the day. There was only one thing they didn’t talk about. That kiss. Neither one could forget it, however, and both wondered if the other still thought about it.
They were alone today. Kai had taken Goku out to the nearby forest to look for herbs. Chizuru was currently working on Tenpou’s maps. Dozens and dozens of maps were rolled up on the bookshelves and she was trying to work out how to organize them. There were maps of the Southern Seas, the Eastern Ridges of Heaven, the Middle Valleys of Heaven; they went on and on.
“Tenpou?”
Looking up from the scroll on his desk, he met Chizuru’s puzzled face. She was holding several of his maps, trying to keep them from spilling from her arms. One slipped and she tried to catch it. Another fell from her slim arms and she dropped more while she tried to pick up the maps that had fallen onto her black slipper covered feet.
“Could you help me with these? I’m trying to get them organized but I don’t know how you want them.” Setting the rest of the maps on the floor, she put her hands on her hips. “Do you want them in order of directions, like eastern areas in one section, western areas in another section or by geographical areas? Maybe by seas or valleys or mountain ranges, something like that?”
Pushing himself away from the desk, Tenpou went to the bookcases and gathered up the rest of the maps, setting them on his cleared desk. That was one of the best thing about Chizuru working for him. His desk had never been so free of clutter in his whole career as Field Marshall.
“Well, do I have enough room to put the maps on separate shelves?
“If you want them by direction, yes. But, if you want them by geographical content, then no. There’s just too many different geographical areas for that.” She walked over to the desk and stood next to Tenpou. Her heart gave a little leap as her bare arm brushed his white coat. “Plus, you have maps of Heaven and the lower world. I thought it would be best to separate the maps by direction, putting all of the maps that deal with the east on one shelf, the next shelf would hold maps of the western areas and so on. Then I realized, I didn’t include the maps of the lower world. Do you want them mixed in with the maps of Heaven or should I put them on their own shelf?”
She smelled like roses. Freshly cut roses that had bloomed just that morning with the dew still on them. Holding back a groan, Tenpou tried to focus on what Chizuru was saying. In all honesty, at that moment, he didn’t care how she organized the maps. He just wanted to stand next to her, drinking in her beauty. If Kenren saw him now, distracted by Chizuru, he would be laughing himself hoarse for the next few hours.
“Tenpou?” Touching his forearm, he could feel the heat from her hand all the way through his coat. God, she was a temptation.
“Oh, I’m sorry, Chizuru. My thoughts were elsewhere just now.” Clearing his throat, he sorted through the rolled up maps, digging out several that he knew showed eastern areas of Heaven.
“Your idea of organizing them by direction would be best, I think. We’ll start with the areas of Heaven first and then move on to the lower world.” He dug around on the desk, pulling out the ones he knew were of eastern areas and set them aside.
Long, graceful fingers. Chizuru couldn’t take her eyes off of his hands. She remembered the feel of those hands catching her as she fell. The strength of his hands and his arms as he held her when they had crashed to the floor. How his fingers had played with the strands of her hair that had come loose from her braid, softly brushing his fingers over her shoulders.
Grabbing the first map that she saw, Chizuru unrolled it. She had to focus! She studied the map, trying to get her racing heartbeat under control. Her eyes moved over the map, not really seeing it, but seeing Tenpou’s face with the gentle smile he graced her with that morning when she’d arrived for work. This wasn’t why she took the job. She’d made up her mind that she wasn’t here to fall in love with Tenpou! She was here to organize his office and that was it. Maybe if she kept telling herself that, she would begin to believe it.
‘So what if you do fall in love with him?’ Kai’s voice echoed in her mind. ‘Would that be so bad? He’s lonely, you’re lonely. You want someone to love, he needs someone to love. Someone to fill his empty life. Maybe this is what the gods have in mind for you…for the both of you.’ Oh, shut up, Kai! Chizuru yelled at her best friend in her mind.
Watching Chizuru study the map, Tenpou moved from her side to come up behind her. Chizuru had opened the map of the Western Seas and seemed to be engrossed in it. Expressions flew quickly over her face and Tenpou tried to decipher what she could be thinking.
The silence in the room grew thicker and heavier and Chizuru blurted out the first thing to come to her mind.
“How the hell do you read these things?” Turning the map over in her hands, she didn’t realize she was trying to read it upside down. Frowning, she turned the map again. Tenpou gave a little laugh, his breath lifting little strands of her hair that had escaped from her braid.
“First of all, you have it sideways. Do you see the red circle with the letters? Turn it so the N is up top of the circle.” He watched her dainty hands flip the map so that she finally had it the right way. “Now, as I am sure you have surmised, all the blue is water.”
Looking over her shoulder at Tenpou, Chizuru rolled her eyes at him. “I knew that much. And the green parts are land.” She gave him a slightly sarcastic smile. “What do the little symbols mean?”
Rosy lips. Soft, rosy lips, parting under his full lips. Lips that would leave soft trails of kisses down his throat, where they would stop at the hollow of his throat, latching on and sucking gently. He could almost hear the breathy moans that would pass from those lips.
Moving his right hand over hers, Tenpou let his left hand drift over the map. “These symbols are for mountains and this little one, shows where ships may dock.”
His hand was warm, the pads of his fingertips, rough. Brushing his thumb over hers, a shiver went up her spine as his calloused thumb pad created a delicious friction. Chizuru wasn’t sure if Tenpou was even aware of what he was doing. His touch was sending little butterflies of desire fluttering in her belly. Laying his chin on her right shoulder, he pointed out something on the map.
“See this?” His voice was low and rough in her ear. Sensual, really. As he spoke, his breath tickled her cheek and goosebumps popped up on her arms.
“Goku decided that the sea looked lonely and drew a dragon to keep it company. Does the dragon remind you of anyone?” Removing his left hand from the map, Tenpou set it gently on Chizuru’s left shoulder. It was a delicious feeling and for one crazy moment, she wished he had wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her to his broad chest. His thumb made lazy circles on the back of her neck.
“Oh, yes.” The sound was almost a moan. “It’s the Dragon King, right?” Dropping her shoulders, her head fell forward onto her chest, giving his thumb better access to her neck. Chizuru let her body fall back into Tenpou’s chest. “W…was he mad when he saw it?” Her breath hitched as she asked that question. His lips brushed her overly sensitive earlobe when he answered her.
“Yes.” Tenpou sighed out his answer.
The map dropped to the ground, forgotten. Slowly turning Chizuru around, Tenpou searched her face for any sign that what was happening was something unwelcome. Brown eyes met green ones. Gentle hands cupped her face and her eyelids fluttered shut as Chizuru leaned into Tenpou’s touch. Dipping his head, he brushed his lips over hers. It was the barest of kisses but the effect it had on Chizuru was beyond anything she could have imagined. Keeping his lips just barely touching hers, Tenpou moved his hands from her face to grasp her hands.
“Do you know what you do to me? I can’t concentrate on my work, you distract me so much.” Tenpou brought Chizuru’s hands up to his mouth. “These hands, these tiny, dainty hands.” He kissed the tips of her fingers, one at a time. “I remember the feel of these hands on my face, the way you let them drift over me on that first day. How soft they felt against my skin.” Dipping his tongue in Chizuru’s palm, Tenpou continued his gentle assault on her hands. “I watch you put my books away, watch the way your fingers grip the spines, the way you run your hands over the shelves. They fascinate me.”
Heat pooled in Chizuru’s belly, making her body ache to touch Tenpou’s body. His eyes were closed as he brushed his lips over the backs of her hands and she wanted him to open them. For the last few days, she could feel his eyes on her and it had sent shivers of desire up and down her spine. Those green eyes, with the silver chips in them. Sometimes, she dreamed of his eyes, looking at her over his glasses, blazing with passion. Knees buckling at his sensual touch, Chizuru backed up until she was against a bookcase, letting the solid wood hold up her boneless body.
Tenpou let his mouth drift across her skin until he came to the pulse point at her wrist. Feeling it race, he latched on to it with his mouth and sucked. The little breathless pants he’d wanted to hear, reached his ears. Opening his eyes and looking at Chizuru over his glasses, he focused on her lush lips. They were slightly parted.
“Open your eyes, Chizuru.” With fluttering lashes, she opened her eyes and focused on Tenpou. It was just like in her dreams. Pulling her hand away from his mouth, she grabbed his tie, pulled him down and brought his mouth to hers.
“Do you know what you do to me?” Brushing her lips across his full ones, Chizuru spoke, her lips moving over his. “You’re a temptation. I watch your hands with those long, graceful fingers. The way you write, it’s like you’re caressing the paper with the brush. I watch you stretch after you’ve been sitting at your desk for hours, the play of your muscles against your shirt does strange things to me.” Moving her head lower, she let her mouth drift over the skin of his throat.
Head back, throat exposed, Tenpou drank in the sensations that were coursing through his heated body. The feel of her mouth on his throat, the sound of the moans that were coming from him and the scent of roses from Chizuru’s body. Inching her fingers up to the knot on his tie, Chizuru worked the knot free. Once she had the ends of his tie in each of her hands, she roughly pulled Tenpou’s mouth to hers.
The kiss was hot and wet. Tenpou slid his tongue in and out of Chizuru’s mouth, making love to her mouth and mimicking the action with his hips, grinding his erection against her belly. He captured her moans with his mouth. He was quickly losing control but for once, he didn’t care. There was just something about Chizuru that had peaked his interest from the start.
Fumbling with the buttons on Tenpou’s shirt, Chizuru finally got his shirt open. Her hands roamed his chest, feeling some marks on his shoulder. She rubbed her thumb over his nipples, making them hard. He shivered and pressed himself closer to her.
“Where did you get those marks on your shoulder?” Chizuru let her head fall back against the bookcase.
“A youkai gave them to me.” Nipping at her neck, Tenpou let his hands drift to her hips and then to her bottom, his hands grazing the backs of her thighs and lifting her legs, wrapping them around his lean waist. His erection was at her core and Chizuru gasped at the feel of it. A small part of her brain was telling her to stop him, push him away and run. Her heart, however, was telling her something entirely different.
Sleep was difficult last night. All she could think about was Tenpou and how she felt about him. She liked him, a lot, maybe more than a lot. There were a lot of things to like about him. The first thing that came to mind was how he treated Goku. He didn’t treat him as if he was an abomination like most of the other people in Heaven did. Tenpou was kind and patient with the little boy when he would try and teach Goku math.
As she shifted to a more comfortable position in bed, she thought back to a few days ago when Tenpou tried to teach Goku basic math with peanuts as a learning tool. Tenpou lined up ten peanuts and separated two from the bunch.
“Alright, Goku. There are 10 soldiers going down to the lower world to battle youkai. Two of them are killed during battle. How many are left?”
Goku scrunched up his little face, his golden eyes peering intently at the two peanuts separated from the rest.
“How did they get killed?”
Tenpou waved his hands in the air. “That’s not important. I’m asking how many are left.”
Scratching his head, mussing up his hair even more than usual, Goku picked up the two peanuts. “Since they’re dead, can I eat them?”
Tenpou sighed. “I suppose.”
Chizuru was really trying not to giggle at the way Tenpou was trying to get Goku to understand the math problem. She had left the two of them in Tenpou’s office and she was working on straightening Tenpou’s bedroom. How he found anything in this mess, was beyond her. She finished changing the bed, putting fresh crisp sheets on the bed and a clean blanket. She bundled up the sheets and put them in a basket that she’d already put the dirty blanket in. White coats were thrown over the back of a overstuffed chair next to the closet.
Picking one up, she checked the pockets for lighters, pens, paper clips or anything else he might have shoved into the huge pockets. Before she’d started working for Tenpou, she’d hated the smell of cigarette smoke but some where between that first day and now, she’d grown to like the smell. Ink was another smell that reminded her of Tenpou. She loved to watch him write on scrolls. The way he held the brush between his long fingers and the way he made the characters, it was like he was caressing the paper. A delicious shiver had gone up her spine, wondering what it would be like to have those hands caressing her nude body.
With the pockets of his coats finally empty, Chizuru tossed both of the coats into the laundry basket and picked up one of his shirts. It was only the day before that Chizuru said she would be glad to do his laundry and when he smiled at her and thanked her, a little sigh had escaped her lips. She blushed and hoped he didn’t hear her.
“None! There’s no soldiers left.”
“And how did you come to that answer?” Tenpou’s voice held a note of exasperation.
“Cause I’m gonna eat them before the youkai do!”
Chizuru couldn’t hold back the laughter anymore. Tenpou came into his bedroom to find her sitting in his chair, holding one of his shirts, tears of laughter rolling down her cheeks. Arching his eyebrow, Tenpou came over to where she was. He grabbed her hand and pulled her up.
“You think that’s funny?” A gleam came into his emerald eyes. “Who would protect you if you turned into a peanut and Goku decided to eat you?” Still holding Chizuru’s hand, Tenpou let his thumb drift back and forth over her knuckles.
Suddenly, the atmosphere changed from one of laughter to one of seduction. Chizuru’s breath caught in her throat as she gazed into those eyes, those eyes that she dreamed about at night.
“You would”, she’d whispered.
Gently brushing the remainder of her tears of laughter away, Tenpou slowly dragged his thumb over Chizuru’s cheek.
“With my life.”
It was at that moment that Chizuru knew she was falling in love with this man.Konzen put down his pen, stretching his cramped fingers and rolling his head from side to side. It was lunchtime and if he didn’t feed the monkey his lunch soon, Konzen would never hear the end of it. Goku had said something about looking for Tenpou and Kai and a person named Chizuru but he hadn’t really been listening. Konzen figured the best place to start looking for Goku was Tenpou’s office.
Chizuru’s hands ended up under Tenpou’s shirt and as soon as he’d lifted up her legs, she snaked her arms around him, her fingers splayed across his broad back. She loved the play of his muscles under her fingers. His lips were latched onto where her neck met her shoulder and he suddenly bit down gently. Clenching her hands, she dug her fingernails into his back, scratching him, not enough to draw blood but enough to make Tenpou bite and suck hard enough on her neck that she would have a mark tomorrow.
“I want to make you mine. I want to make love to you properly, in my bed. Not against a bookcase or on the floor of my office.” Tenpou breathed hard against Chizuru’s neck, trying to get his body under control. He wanted to tell her how he felt, that this wasn’t just lust or him trying to get a quick tumble from her.
When he teasingly asked her who would protect her from Goku if she had turned into a peanut and she’d responded, ‘You would’, his feelings for her hit him in the chest like a fist. He would give his life to protect her. He had spent the remainder of that day mulling over his feelings for her. Every question of why he had such intense feelings for Chizuru came back with the same answer. He was falling in love with her.
“Chizuru, I lo…”
“Oi! Goku! Lunchtime.”
The door to his office opened up and there in the doorway, was Konzen. Instead of his normal scowl on his perfect face, Konzen’s purple eyes were wide open, taking in the sight of the couple against the bookcase. Leaning against the door frame, he smirked at them. Now, this was interesting. So, Kenren was right. Tenpou had fallen for this Chizuru. Shit. Now, he would have to pay up on the bet the two men had made. Konzen was sure that Tenpou was too immersed in his duties as Field Marshall to even notice the woman that Kenren had hired.
“If this is how you thank people who help you organize your office, I’m glad that I’m not helping anymore.” Konzen’s deep voice was like ice water on the couple. “If you see Goku, tell him I’m ready to get him some lunch.”
The door closed. Tenpou and Chizuru were silent for a few minutes. With their foreheads on each other’s shoulders, the couple disentangled themselves from each other. Tenpou felt Chizuru’s body begin to shake and his heart sank. She was crying. That could be the only reason for the sounds she was making.
“Did you see his face?” She was shaking harder and Tenpou put his arms around her shoulders, hugging her close to him, trying to comfort her. Putting her hands on his bare chest, Chizuru pushed Tenpou away so she could look at him.
She wasn’t crying. Far from it, in fact. Her face was lit up with laughter and her body was shaking with the effort of trying to hold it back. Shocked for just a moment, Tenpou relaxed and joined her.
“In all the time I’ve known Konzen, I don’t think I’ve ever seen that expression on his face.” They laughed all the harder at Tenpou’s comment.
Finally, they stopped laughing and Tenpou held Chizuru against him. She felt so right in his arms, like a piece of a puzzle that he had been searching for all his life and finally found.
“I meant what I said the other day.” Tenpou looked into her brown eyes, lovingly. “I would protect you with my life.” Pausing, he wondered if this was the right time to tell her that he loved her.
“I love you.” Chizuru’s declaration of love was muffled against his chest. When Tenpou didn’t say anything, Chizuru grew nervous. Maybe the only reason he’d said he would protect her with his life was because she was friends with Kai and Kai was with Kenren. Maybe the only reason Tenpou would protect her was out of duty and not because he loved her too.
“Thank you.” He kissed her softly. “You have given me the greatest gift I could ever ask for. Someone who loves me, faults and all.” Cupping her face in his graceful hands, Tenpou looked deep into Chizuru’s eyes.
“I love you, too.”