Chapter 127
Seoul, Korea
Snowdrop Suite
Softly Rain knocked on the door then waited, shifting her weight from foot to foot, nervously chewing on her bottom lip.
There was no answer.
When Rain started to knock again, the door opened and Kita gave her a look.
“Are you warning me that you are going to take a bath so I do not walk in on you?” Kita asked.
She blushed; three times now she had walked in on him while he was showering because he didn’t lock the door since they share a bathroom.
“No,” Rain whispered, keeping her voice down so Lula didn’t hear; she was in a mood. “We didn’t get to train tonight and I was hoping we could. I’m getting better, and I was hoping that… I’m sorry. It’s late-”
“And you cannot sleep,” Kita finished for her, and she sheepishly nodded. “Anxiety from being back on set?”
“Maybe?” she offered with a shrug and he rolled his eyes.
Kita stepped back and waved her inside his room. “I do not long to hear it from my sister so we will train in here so she is none the wiser.”
Rain hurried into his room and he closed the door behind her. “Thank you for doing this… Why aren’t you sleeping?”
“Because someone was knocking on my door,” he said, as if it were obvious.
She looked to the bed; it was made.
“You were up, I heard you grumbling under your breath in French,” she informed him.
“Eavesdropping is rude, Seon Rain,” Kita scolded, taking her hand in his then spun her around before taking her other hand. “You should be ashamed of yourself for such impolite actions.”
Rain blushed, standing on his feet and let him take the lead. “Yes, I should, but I am not and I will not apologize for them.”
A small smile pulled at the corners of his mouth. “I would be most disappointed to hear otherwise,” he informed her as they moved around his bedroom.
Instead of the smaller, more precise steps they had done the first few times they trained like this, they were larger, sweeping steps. The arms swept out to match each motion of their legs, causing them to spin more, moving in a more acrobatic way that was much more difficult but neither was complaining.
Rain would be sore in the morning from it; her arms, shoulders, stomach, legs, and butt usually hurt after training. The soreness was from exerting muscle groups she didn’t even know she had, and stretching them farther than they ever had before. Only Kita’s feet hurt and that was from carrying the weight of an adult on them for hours when they trained.
Not that he ever voiced that to her.
It wasn’t the type of training Lucien meant for them to do, it was the same type of training that they went through when they learned how to dance when they were children. Apparently it was working though because Seon Rain had started to show signs of coordination and grace.
“Keep your left foot against mine,” Kita instructed. “Put pressure on it so it stays on mine.”
Rain nodded and did as instructed.
Kita leaned them to the side and kicked his left leg out high above them, and effortlessly held his leg up and Rain struggled to keep hers up that high along his; her hair raked against the floor and her body started to tremble.
Just as smoothly as their legs went up, he was lowering them and shifted her weight to the right.
“Other side,” he instructed then repeated the process and kicked his right foot out, pulling their right legs up high into the air, causing their bodies to lean together the opposite direction.
Again, Rain struggled and strained to keep her foot pressed against his, and her leg was stretched farther than it had ever stretched before, causing her body to tremble from the strain.
Kita chuckled, for some reason, then lowered their legs. “I thought for sure you would have fallen.”
Rain elbowed him in the stomach and he grunted. “Don’t be mean to me. I’m trying to get better, and this is new.”
“It is new for me as well,” he admitted, pulling his left foot up and she put pressure on his so they were touching still, then he pulled it into them at their left side. “You are different and that makes me scramble to come up with new ways to train you without you breaking my nose or hitting me in the crotch.”
She giggled. “It was never intentional when I did, and you should have been able to block it. You are a martial arts master, are you not?” she asked.
Kita snorted. “No. My father is, I am not. I am merely able to kick higher than he due to my height,” he explained, repeating the kick on the right.
Rain chuckled; Lucien had told her that they were tall like their French mother to their shorter father’s amusement.
“You miss yours parents?” she asked when he pulled them around in a circle, lowering them nearly down to the ground in the process before erecting them again with the second circle.
“I speak with my mother often, as you know,” Kita said. “Father, I miss him. I have not spoken to him in months, I am dead in his eyes, so he has made sure he is dead in my life.”
Rain stepped off of his feet then turned to face him. “What happened?” she asked. “I know you don’t want to talk about it, you won’t talk to your siblings about it either, but if you need to talk I’m here to listen and not judge.”
Kita shook his head then turned and walked away from her and headed to bed.
Rain watched him walk away from her, and it pained her heart to experience it.
How was it possible to break a heart you were never supposed to be in? A heart you refuse to be in?
Rain didn’t know, but that was exactly what it felt like.
It was hard to breathe, she was slightly lightheaded and dizzy all of a sudden, and tear stung her eyes.
She couldn’t leave well enough alone, could she?
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