dating the harmony of deceit.

Meeting.

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When she became entangled with him, he wore a tidy maroon suit, fitted to perfection at Toyosaki Akemi’s birthday party. The half-French boy gave her a charismatic smile. She could still see the flustered pink settled on his cheeks. Seiko was not so foolish as to think the rosey dust he tried to hide behind polite and charming words of conversation had been influenced by her. She felt his attempts at flirting, she humoured him. Seiko knew Francis, even if only in name until then. She could use him to help pull her out of the shadow that her brother’s spotlight cast upon her. [break][break]

“You began your administrative internship earlier this year, didn’t you? How’s that going for you? Miyano-san,” she questioned, genuinely interested. Not in him, she didn’t care for his personality, but in what he had to offer. His flirtation had not gone astray. Seiko returned the favour, aware of how Francis was leading a rather impressive career path. He had ambition, Seiko liked that. Seiko could use that. As hard as she studied, as hard as she worked, in this world one needed a relationship to really work your way up. Independent women? If there was one thing Seiko knew, it was that no one would take her seriously until she had a man by her side to back up what she wanted to say. She felt as though the elder Miyano son understood the professional elements of a relationship and wouldn’t get in the way of what she needed to do. [break][break]

“Hey, don’t go, let’s talk a little longer,” she suggests placing her hand on his bicep and tracing her fingers down his arm. Francis Miyano was a resource too valuable to let go of now that he was before her. Seiko was never good at flirting, but her dress was flattering and with the right words, she was sure she could make something out of this. She couldn’t tell if he was genuinely interested in her or not, but he would stay. “Let me shout you a glass of wine.” [break] [break] [break] [break]



She was wearing a deep purple dress that hugged her small form but accentuated the slightest shapes. The law student was wrapped in luxurious fabrics and her hair sleek, when he approached her. It was Francis’s first reflex to approach the first available - yet worthy - female after his rather flustering and regrettable encounter with his younger brother’s best friend. Ciaran Niall. He didn’t expect the younger man to flirt with him. Francis didn’t realise the redhead was into that kind of thing. Although charming and handsome, Francis would not fall for Ciaran’s tricks. He had to be straight like everyone else. He could convince himself to be with a woman, if she were beautiful enough, he was sure.[break][break]

“Murakami Seiko, might I say you look wonderful tonight?” he strikes up a conversation with her. He stands tall, posture straight in hope of appearing more masculine than he really is. “I’m Francis Miyano. Pleasure to finally meet you.”[break]
He has to force himself from cringing as she returns his attempts at flirting. As much as Francis wanted to keep anyone from getting the wrong idea - like Ciaran had - it was hard to stomach the concept of a relationship with her. In the end he would have to be with a woman. He needed to be successful in life. Francis would prefer if he could have a relationship with a proper woman, professional and not rebellious like some others he knew. When she asked him to stay a little longer he couldn’t help but smile. If he could get her to agree to a date by the end of the night, he was surely on a good path. [break][break][break][break]



Together they would spend the rest of the night talking, perhaps even if simply because they didn’t want to interact with others. They would lie through their teeth, just in an attempt to seduce the other. The harmony of deceit that played through the two made a connection, however false it may have been. The law student and the administrative intern would become entwined in a doomed relationship with just a few simple words before they parted.[break][break]

“Would you like to go out for coffee some time?”[break][break]

“I would love to.”