Chapter 2 – The Kiss
Their next date was two days after the talk with Kanae. Kanae had explained what little she knew about it, and they'd looked up a doctor and got an appointment. Kyoko was now on the patch. It did take seven days to fully come into effect however, so she quickly picked up a small box of condoms at the drug store while filling her prescription. They were the most generic ones she'd found, and she wanted to thank the person who invented the self-checkout.
They were going to a nice restaurant for a rather late dinner, and then hopefully she could get Ren to take her home, his home. She'd gone out and bought what she hoped was sexy underwear. It was a set, a light tan color bra and thong with black embroidered designs on them. She couldn't wear anything sheer with them but she had an elaborately embroidered dress to wear over top. It was beige with thick embroidery that ran down the front in three rows and then again at the cuffs of her sleeves, which hit just below her elbows. The linen, scoop necked dress was slightly loose but still caught on her curves and fell to mid thigh.
She'd bought the shoes just for this dress. They were a little high, at four inches, but she was coping well with the higher heels recently. They were a touch darker than the dress, with leather straps that ran up her foot to her ankle, leaving an open toe and glimpses of her skin between the straps. She hoped the extra height would help her reach her goal- his lips!
Okami-san knocked on her door as she was putting the final touches on her make-up. "Kyoko-chan, Tsuruga-san is here for you." She opened the door with a friendly smile. "You look more and more beautiful every time I see you. I'm surprised he hasn't stolen you away from us already."
Kyoko blushed lightly and accepted the compliment, "Thank you, Okami-san." She stood, picking up her shoes and then hugged the older woman.
She padded down stairs and as she turned the corner, she saw him. He stole her breath away as he stood casually at the side entrance of the little restaurant. He wore the most gorgeous dark emerald green dress shirt with white buttons trailing down into slick black slacks and black dress shoes. The color made him almost glow and complemented his light skin and dark hair wonderfully. He smiled at her, and she felt her knees get weak.
"Hi," Her voice was breathy as she spoke. Her eyes were only on him as she walked up to him, shoes in hand. She didn't notice the smile nor the slight blush that decorated her face.
"Hey." His voice gave her goose bumps. As she reached him, an arm wrapped around her waist, and Ren pulled her against him gently. She ran her hands up his arms, resting on his large shoulders and stood on her toes to receive a chaste kiss. She felt like she was going to melt in that brief contact.
Kyoko bent slightly down and slipped on her heels. Ren helped her by holding her right hand and at the same time wasn't helping with the distracting hand lingering at her waist. Once her heels were on, she turned around and bid farewell to her landlords.
It was comfortably cool outside under the darkened sky. He escorted her to the car and they drove off to the restaurant. She clutched her purse thinking about what was inside of it and could feel the little patch high on her left butt cheek. She glanced over at Ren and a blush came back.
"You look beautiful tonight, Kyoko," his voice seemed to caress her skin in the confines of his car.
"Thank you. You look wonderful as well," she replied back with a shy smile. He took her hand and kissed the back of it. The feel of his lips on her skin sent a shock through her system. The drive was quick. They reached L'auderge De L'ill, a French restaurant, and parked. She'd never had much experience in other foods but was always willing to try new things.
Ren lead the way inside. He always put his hand on the small of her back. A brief panic flooded her. He wouldn't be able to feel the little patch right? She internally shook her head, the little patch was way too far from his hand; however, it felt like a very noticeable beacon to her. The maître d' led the way to a small table and her breath hitched in alarm.
"Umm… Could we get a booth instead?" Kyoko looked up at Ren pleading. She wanted to sit next to him - next to him was more intimate, she thought.
"Of course, this way please." The maître d' led them farther away and towards the back of the restaurant.
"Is this to your liking?" The man asked, and she nodded slipping in to the side he would normally pick.
"Thank you." Kyoko straightened her dress as Ren tipped the host. Kyoko watched him hesitate for a moment and then sit next to her. It was the only choice after all. If he'd sat across from her, he would be too exposed.
"Why a booth?" he asked as he took a menu.
She shrugged, hugging his left arm and looking up at him with her cheek high on his bicep. "I thought it would be nice to sit next to you. Do you want me on the other side?" She pouted sweetly up at him.
"No." Ren smiled warmly at her, looking down into her eyes. "I like this very much." His right hand came across and caressed her cheek lightly, his thumb touching the corner of her lips. She wanted to kiss it, taste his skin, but she didn't have the courage, and he pulled away. Kyoko looked at the menu sitting closed in front of her and chose instead to look at his.
"May I?" She asked and before he could respond, she moved in closer to him. She took his arm and ducked under it forcing it around her. He cleared his throat, but she didn't look at him to see his faint blush. She replaced his hand with hers on the menu. She felt surrounded by him, his left arm was curled around her back and the length of her thigh touched his. She glanced up at him, and he licked his lips. Kyoko smiled to herself and then focused on the menu as if it was nothing to be so close to him.
She leaned forward to look at the menu and placed her hand on his knee. She felt him tense up under her hand. Smiling up at him, she asked innocently, "It's all in French. How are we suppose to order?"
He swallowed slightly then spoke, "I can read a little of it." Ren started pointing out what things basically were: chicken, beef, fish, pasta- "And your favorite, frog legs." He smiled at her jokingly.
"Oh, we are so ordering that." She grinned up at him and he blanched.
"I was joking. We aren't ordering that."
"Yes, we are and we are both going to eat it." She straightened up and crossed her arms under her breast. The waiter seemed to have sensed they were ready and came over to their table. He showed them a bottle of red wine and asked if they would like a sample.
Ren took a glass and Kyoko stuck with water. She was still too young to drink. She ordered the clam pasta. He got the halibut dinner, and she made sure to get the legs for them to share.
She moved away from her snuggled up position once their food came. Both of their chosen dishes looked incredible, even the dish of frog legs. There were six tiny drumsticks, lightly breaded and fried. They sat on the large lip of a small round dipping bowl. Using her spoon, Kyoko tested the dip and it tasted mostly like garlic. It was light, mild and slightly sweet. She took a leg and dipped it into the creamy sauce. The frog was pretty much like chicken, with a hint of fish but the garlic made the dish.
"These are actually good. Try it," she said after finishing one off.
"Nope, I'm not eating that," Ren said determined. She held up a leg and pouted lightly.
"Look, see?" She took a bite and ate it. "Just a little bite." Ren shook his head and she sighed. "Is it because they aren't boiled?"
"That was a joke! How many times am I going to have to say that?" He said exasperated.
She laughed as she finished another one of the legs. "I'll never mention it again, if you eat one," she offered.
Ren seemed to think about it and proclaimed, "Not worth it." He took a fork full of his fish, completely ignoring the horrible dish between them.
"Ok here." She grabbed a leg and stripped off the meat into an unrecognizable piece of flesh, dipped it lightly in the sauce. "See look, it looks like a piece of chicken." She laughed thinking about Bo. "Like Bo, don't you want to eat me?"
Ren smirked at her, and she saw a flash of the face she'd been looking forward to for months now. Her eyes widened slightly and her heart sped up, but he quickly replaced it with softer face. "You, yes. That-" pointing to the small piece of meat- "No."
"Such a child." She sighed. "Just a little, please? For me?" she looked up at him with large golden brown eyes and he sighed, defeated.
"Yes! Open!" She took the piece of meat and held it up. A little surprised was shown and he looked from her to the frog meat between her fingers then he leaned over and engulfed it and the tips of her fingers into his mouth.
She smiled at him. "See? It's good!"
Ren watched her pulled her hand back and then put the fingers that had just been in his mouth into hers, sucking the sauce from them. He closed his eyes for a moment while she dug into her pasta dish.
Kyoko hid her desire for him by eating. The moment his lips had wrapped around her fingers, she'd felt those soft lips pressing against her neck. As his teeth had brushed against her thumb, she'd felt him nibble her ear. Then when his tongue had licked her forefinger she'd stopped breathing and could only feel his tongue against hers, the way he'd licked her collarbone and a wave of pleasure shot through her. As she'd turned back to her food, she'd counted her blessings that she was an actor. It was supposed to be her seducing him, not the other way around. How she envied him as he wasn't even trying.
The rest of the dinner went well. They talked about their current roles, the funny things that happened as Bo and up and coming plans for the week. But the night was ending, and she had to get him to take her to his place. The question was how?
They were heading to his car when Kyoko tried attempt #1. "Want to go watch a movie at your place?" She looked up at him, her arm hooked around his.
"It's almost 11pm. I should get you home," Ren stated casually.
She grimaced. "I'm not tired, and I don't have anything scheduled for early tomorrow. We can watch whatever you like," Kyoko offered, though if she had her way they wouldn't be watching much. They were now at the passenger side door, and she turned to look up at him. He was looking down at her. It was too dark to really see what his expression was since the light was behind him, but she felt his hand on her arm, his thumb lightly caressing her.
She heard him sigh and replied softly, "It's too late. I'm sorry, next time ok?"
Kyoko looked down at his chest, clearly disappointed. She licked her lips. Maybe if she kissed him like she originally planned, he would change his mind? She placed her free hand low on his chest and smoothed the shirt up till she reached his neck. Using her other hand still clutching her purse, she supported herself at his waist and tilted her head up.
She saw him smile a sweet small smile and met her halfway. Her eyes fluttered closed as his lips pressed upon hers, hands at her tiny waist. It was a soft tentative kiss, but it caused desire to ignite inside of her. Oddly enough, the flames were easily extinguished when he said, "Let's go."
Ren was still smiling, so it couldn't have been a bad kiss. Maybe he's just tired? Kyoko told herself as she slipped into the car, and he closed the door behind her. He drove her home and walked her to her door. Again he pulled her in for a goodnight kiss. He tasted so good, but it ended too quickly.
"I'll call you tomorrow," he promised. His hand held hers as she nodded. They wouldn't get to see each other for another three days and even then it wouldn't be for very long.
"Goodnight, Ren," she said solemnly.
"Goodnight," he said and stepped away, her hands slipping from his as he turned and walked back to his car.