Chapter 20 - Questions

Vincent's POV

"Vincent, wh---" i interrupt Akira with an uneasy laughter. I clear my throat and say "Please do not say anything to hurt my feelings. It is fine, I will not be making any advances at you. We can focus on finding Kaid's killer." I say.

Akira sighs heavily, I noice a look of concern flash over her face but she immediately covers it up with a smile. "Good decision, it is for the betterment of both of us." She says. I nod my head in agreement but deep down inside of me, I feel a pang of hurt hit me.

"What is the plan?" Akira's eyes light up in excitement. "Right after we have breakfast? I am starting." I say pointing to my stomach.Akira chuckles and nods her head. "Fine, I will make us something delicious."

"Can I have your pancakes instead?" I ask giving her puppy eyes. Akira nudges my shoulder. "Why are you acting like they are all that good?"

"Are you kidding me? Your pancakes are fire!" I say, sincerely I love her pancakes and i wish I could eat them everyday. Although I do not say that out loud so that she does not feel uncomfortable around me. The goal is to find Kaid's killer, I already promised her that I will not make any advances. I need to keep my promise.

"Fine! We can have pancakes today." Akira giggles. I can not help but smile at how beautiful she looks when she has a smile plastered on her face. It literally lights up her face and melts my heart all the time.

"Vincent?" She raises a brow at me. I clear my throat and snap out of my thoughts. I chuckle nervously to break the awkward silence between us. I point to the bathroom and wave at her. Akira nods her head at me and scurries towards the kitchen.

Get a grip of yourself you idiot! I mentally scold myself. After brushing, I decide to have a quick shower since I would be heading out right after breakfast. I spend a lot of minutes thinking about Akira. This is seriously getting out of my control and it is really driving me crazy. At first I only thought about her at night but now, she manages to pop up in my head during the day and even worse at night.

"Fuck!" I yell loudly as I step out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around my waist. I hear footsteps rushing towards my direction. Akira freezes in front of me and her eyes widen in shock as she stares at me. The look of shock on her face changes to one of awe as she slowly accesses my features.

"What are you doing?" I ask jokingly. She hastily covers her face with her hands and it makes me chuckle at her cuteness. "Why would you come outside without clothes?" She scolds me.

"I thought you were in the kitchen making pancakes. How was I supposed to know you would rush out?" I snap back at her.

"I heard you yell a curse so I thought something had gone wrong." Akira pauses to turn around, her back turned against me. "You know what, just forget it and go get dressed. I need to hear this plan of yours about finding Kaid's killer."

I roll my eyes at her and my face drops in disappointment. Does Kaid have to always pop up in our conversations? I know I promised not to make any advances to her but can we not be friends? Why do we always have to talk about Kaid?

Wait, am I being selfish right now? I brush off such thoughts and say "I will join you in a bit." I hastily change into comfortable clothes and join Akira in the kitchen. Her pancakes are ready and as expected, they taste really good.

"So? What is your plan?" Akira asks stuffing a slice into her mouth. I clear my throat and pause to drink a glass of water.

"Okay so some questions suddenly occured to me last night while I was outside. I thought you would have answers to these questions but then I realized that you would not even have an answer because you do not know Kaid that much." I state with a slight shrug.

Akira's brows furrow into confusion mixed with interest. "What do you mean by that. I was married to Kaid for ten years." She points out.

"Five years actually. Those other five years do not count because you were in prison." I say with a slight shrug.

"That does not mean our marriage was destroyed." She says.

"But it does mean that your marriage with Kaid was on a hold." I say. Akira nods her head slowly at me. "How does this have anything to relate with your plan or how to find Kaid's killer?" She asks.

"First off. I think we need to be open minded. I am not trying to justify that Kaid's death was necessary or something but he was not exactly a good person, at least he was not the Kaid I used to know. What if during those five years of being in prison, Kaid had become a totally different person?" I ask.

Akira nods her head in agreement. "You are right. The Kaid I used to know would never cheat on me or abandon me in prison without visiting for once. Kaid loved me or at least I thought he did." Akiraadds her last statement in a sad tone.

I sigh heavily. "The point is that, Kaid would have definetly associated with new people, tried different things. What was his routine like while you were away? What did he do? Who did r speak with?" I continue.

Akira nods her head in agreement. "What kind of decisions did he make?" She adds.

I snap my finger at her. "Correct."

"Now the only problem is, how would we find answers to those questions? The both of us were not present in Kaid's life for those five years."