Sweetness- Chapter 1
The dressing room door remained closed and locked, despite Yashiro's sneaky efforts to crack it open. Just a little peek…Just to make sure they're all right. His mental justifications for his actions came to naught, for the door refused to budge as much as a millimeter.
Inside the room, he could hear Ren's voice, a soft murmur through the door, followed by Kyoko's stifled voice. Just as Yashiro began to give up hope and retreat to the corner for decency's sake, he heard the absolutely most interesting and horrifying word reverberate through the door.
"Noo!!!"
That was Kyoko's voice…Ren couldn't possibly have grown so frustrated by his desire as to have…
"Please! OH! PLEASE NO!"
Yashiro's horrified face quite easily scared away the small group of actresses that had gathered together to visit Tsuruga-sama during their mutual break. Ren's lost his mind! He redoubled his efforts to open the door, before he heard a sound that possibly would go with him to his grave.
Ren moaned.
Yashiro found his body had spontaneously teleported to the other side of the hall. How did that happen? AH! Kyoko-chan! I need to save her before Ren loses all…Ren…moan…Kyoko-chan…but…the moan…but…Kyoko-chan needs…Yashiro's mind faced a large quandary. If he interrupted them, it could set their relationship back exponentially. But if Kyoko wasn't a willing participant, he would be CONDONING rape by not stopping this now. But if he interrupted Ren, the Demon Lord might come out.
What am I thinking? Kyoko-chan said "No" and that means that whatever they're doing, Kyoko-chan doesn't want it. I'm honor bound to help a female in need!
His mind made up, he rapidly moved towards the door, stopping as peals of laughter became audible. Loud, long, and desperate feminine laughter was clearly coming through the door. What are they doing? Didn't Ren ask Kyoko-chan to come to his room so he could confess? Is she laughing at him? Poor Ren!
With newfound sympathy for Ren, Yashiro buoyed himself up to interfere with this heartless rejection. Raising his fist to knock, he was once more startled.
*BANG*
Did Ren just throw her into the door?
"Kyoko-san!"
Oh, he sounds upset. I guess he didn't throw her into the door. So how did she end up against it?
"I'm okay, R-R-R-Ren-sempai. I just need to catch my breath."
From laughing at him so much? What a cruel woman! Was Kyoko-chan really this mean?
"OOMF!"
Kyoko-chan? Did Ren by any chance, Yashiro's eyes grew sparkly and excited with hopeful glee; did Ren finally get the nerve to squeeze her tightly? Is she falling for his dark charm right now?
"Kyoko-san! Don't pass out! Kyoko-san! YASHIRO-SAN!!!"
Yashiro immediately perked up and tried to open the door, only to remember it was locked.
"Ren! The door is locked! What's wrong? Open the door!"
Ren unlocked the door with clumsy hands, and Yashiro quickly opened the door, ramming it straight into Kyoko and Ren's forehead.
"Owwww…Yashiro-san! Help me! Kyoko-san collapsed after I tripped and fell against her. What do we do? I might have hurt her permanently! What if she never forgives me? Yashiro-san, we need to take her to get taken care of but where do I go? Who do we see? What do I DO?" Ren was holding Kyoko-chan up by her underarms, while her head was flopping backwards.
Looking at his childish, panicking face, you would never think he was voted Japan's #1 Sexy Man, Yashiro mused. He looked down to assess the situation and found that Kyoko-chan was completely out of commission. Her swirly eyes, and red face were curious, but she was likely overwhelmed by Ren's pheromones. She wouldn't have been the first girl to swoon over him.
"Yashiro-san! If you're not going to help, get out of the way! We have to get her some help!"
"Hai, Hai, just a moment, please. Can you explain what caused this first? It looks like you just over taxed her system."
"Who has time for that? We have to help Kyoko-san!" Ren made to shove past Yashiro, but the door wasn't open enough with Kyoko's body blocking the door, so he easily swung her into his arms in the "Princess Style" that she adored so much. As he tried to get past Yashiro, he realized that he was trapped. If he shoved through, Kyoko would be rammed into the door frame, and her legs would be severely bruised by it.
"Yashiro, get out of my way!" The drop in respect was warning enough for Yashiro and he quickly moved out of the way, but falling in behind Ren as he swept down the hallway.
"Now wait just a minute, Ren." He broke into a trot to keep up and was quickly running out of breath. "I'm sure she's fine. What happened? You two were only in the room for a few minutes. There's no way she was badly damaged in that amount of time!"
"It only takes a few seconds for a car to wreck and kill someone. Time is irrelevant. I accidently made her fall backward into the door, she hit her head, I tripped over the same carpet she had tripped over and ended up crushing her under my body. I stupidly enjoyed the contact for too long and when I looked down at her, she was losing consciousness. That's all that I really know." Yashiro noted with some irritation that Ren wasn't the least bit winded, despite the girl in his arms and his treadmill work-out walking pace.
"If that's the case, let's just take her to the infirmary that the President keeps." Ren gave him a 'No-duh, Sherlock' look and faced the hallway again, ignoring the curious passerby as always.
"Where did you think I was heading?" he bit out.
With an open smirk, Yashiro responded. "For the nearest person with 'Doctor' tattooed across their forehead, actually." Ren's ensuing blush nearly made Yashiro lose his balance. He looked like an innocent schoolgirl for a moment there! Yashiro gaped and openly ran to keep pace with Ren.
"I'm not that stupid. I gathered my senses after a moment's thought. Ah, the infirmary!" With relief, Ren walked into the room. Looking around, he noted that there was no one else around and located a bed to place Kyoko on. Setting her down, he looked around and turned to Yashiro.
"What do you think we should do? I don't see a doctor. Should we call the hospital?" Ren scratched his head absently and looked for any doors that might be hiding a professional to help with these situations.
Yashiro shook his head and walked over to Kyoko. He felt her head for any lumps, checked for fever, made certain she was still breathing, and sighed. "She's fine, Ren. There are no lumps, so I'm nearly certain there's no concussion, she doesn't have a fever, and she's still alive so you can torment her later. Take a deep breath and enjoy this quiet moment with her. Or, explain to me how she ran into the door in the first place." With Yashiro's expectant look, Ren became somewhat flustered and looked away.
"Well you see, I took her to my dressing room after Dark Moon had finished for the evening because I wanted to see if she would be willing to allow me to address her by her given name. After she protested a little, she agreed with the thought that we're already incredibly close now, so the next step in a progressing friendship," He grimaced slightly and continued. "is to call each other by more informal names. She's calling me Ren-sempai until she can become comfortable with Ren-san or Ren-kun. I'd even prefer Ren-chan over Ren-sempai at this point." Ren sighed and looked at his beloved. "So then I made a joke about having to discover each others secrets to improve our relationship, like her favorite color, ticklish spots, and around the time I mentioned tickling, she got so very stiff that I became suspicious." He grinned with fond remembrance. "She had that stiff fish face, and her body was like an arrow, so I couldn't resist reaching out and tickling her side. She saw my hand and begged me not to, but I couldn't resist and she burst out with this cute laughter. It was so adorable that I couldn't help seeing how long she would continue to laugh so sweetly." Yashiro could create a desert with the sand trailing from his mouth at Ren's sappiness. Ren frowned lightly and continued his story. "She tried to escape, but she tripped over the carpet as she moved towards the door, and so she fell into it, and you know the rest of the story."
Yashiro thoughtfully looked at Ren, and checked the time. At 11:50 p.m., I don't think a nurse is going to be in. Won't Kyoko-chan's parents worry about her being out this late?
"Aren't Kyoko-chan's parents going to worry about her being here so late? What should we do?" Ren's arrested face told the whole story. He obviously hadn't considered anything except Kyoko from the time they entered that room until now. "Why don't you call them up and ask what they would suggest? Do you have their number? Should we borrow Kyoko-chan's phone and call them?"
Ren nodded, mentioned he had their number, and walked outside to call them. Yashiro turned to check and be sure that he was out of the room before he giggled to himself and dismissed his worries about Ren being unable to contain his passions. The poor guy obviously had it so bad for Kyoko-chan that even the names they called each other superseded them being locked in a room together. Wait. Why was the door locked if that was all they were doing? Ren? The door? Did he tell me the whole truth? Reeeeeeeen~!
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The Answer: Neither of the entertainers had been aware the door was locked. It was an automatic locking door.