Chapter Two
The breeze was gently blowing today. The sun shone brightly. My hand slipped into my pocket and clenched the neatly folded paper I had recieve the night before. Perhaps the weather was trying to tell me something. I gingerly took out the paper and unfolded it. Moments had passed in slow lulls. A sigh escaped from between my lips as I stared at the numbers. Should I? What if it's all just a joke? Surely it couldn't be. I mean.. he SAT with ME. Damnit... what was his name again? I always listen to people, why can't I now? My eyes ventured over to the picture on the wall to the picture of Kai and I. Kai was trying to get me to eat some of his food and I just wouldn't do it. Secretly, I love his cooking but I can't let him know that. He'd boast to the whole world if he knew that one! I decide to pay Kai a little visit but first thing is first -- A ciggarette. That will help clear up my mind somewhat. Perhaps Kai may know a little information on this mysterious guy. I pull out a ciggerate and light it. I want to know more about him before I make my move I decide as I let out a cloud of smoke, still staring at our picture.
I don't bother knocking on the door once I arrive, the door is always open to me. I walk in and hollar for Kai.
"Kai? KAI! Where are you man?"
"ONE MOMENT REITA!"
I relax on the couch expecting this to take awhile but there Kai is, stumbling into the livingroom with only a towel on to cover your lower half and another towel on top of your head. I roll my eyes.
"How many times have I told you Kai? I'm not interested in seeing what's underneath that towel." He blushes a little at my remark and runs off to go get dressed. I look about the room taking in all of the old memories. I smile a little at the picture of Kai and Ruki having a whip cream fight.
Kai skips back into here and looks over at the kitchen smiling. "Alright," I say as he smiles even bigger running off to go fix a meal.
"ONE OF THESE DAYS YOU'LL LOVE MY COOKING!"
"Keep dreaming Kai! I only eat it out of politeness!" Kai babbles on about things and I add in a few words every now and then so he thinks I'm listening whilst the whole time my hand was clutched on the paper I was given the night before. What little fingernails I have dug into my palm and made it bleed from the pressure.
"IT'S READY! DIG IN!" He proclaimed as he walked over to me to hand me a plate.
"Thanks" I mumble as if it's the worst thing in the world. "Um, Kai.. I have a question."
"Ask away!"
"Well.." I don't know where to start. I don't even know his name? I play with the food on my plate while I figure out where to start. Kai puts down his chopsticks and looks at me concerned. "I really don't know were to begin. I mean, last night I was at the park, right? This guy... he walked up to me. I don't remember his name. He told me but I was too busy with the damn pond. He was... beautiful. Everything. Everything about him was beautiful. He had a lipring.. God he was amazing. His hands.. they were so soft."
"Reita! Slow down. You don't remember his name?"
"No... nothing. I only have this note he gave me. It's his number..."
"WELL THEN WHAT ARE WE WAITING FOR?! LET'S CALL HIM."
"Now?" I ask with heistation.
"Of course now! Why not now?"
"Aren't you suppose to be the shy one, not me?" I ask him as I pull out my cellphone and dial the number. He simply shrugs.
It rings.
