Chapter 3: The Questions
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Sam-Cal-Nori-chan
-Tokyo, Japan-
Eiri was up early this morning because he had to finish his revisions before noon. Mizuki is such a slave driver! For Buddha's sake I have other things to deal with—like a pregnant woman, and an over protective lover.
Speaking of which; he heard an all too familiar sound punctuating the early morning silence. With a sigh he removed his glasses, and pushed his chair back from the desk. The distinct sound became more audible as he approached the bathroom, and sure enough she was kneeling on the white tile and heaving the contents of her stomach into the toilet. Shuichi was beside her; holding the long copper strands from her face while he gripped her shoulder reassuringly.
After a few more moments she sighed. Sitting upright on her knees Renee ran a hand across her mouth and weakly smiled. "There's nothing like a case of reverse peristalsis to start the day." She accepted the cup of water that Shuichi had just filled for her. After rinsing her mouth she started pulling her hair back into a ponytail, "Thanks Shu."
"Are you ok now?"
She nodded; as she passed Eiri in the doorway he reached out an arm to grip her shoulder. The woman brought her shoulder up to meet her cheek lightly pressing his hand. He withdrew quickly from the touch as the three headed to the kitchen.
So we can look forward to five and a half more months of this? He asked himself as he walked over to the counter. "Would you like some tea to settle your stomach?"
"Yeah, sure" Renee reached for the bred on top of the fridge. "Would anyone else like some toast?"
"I'll make it Ren-chan" Shu offered coming over to help her.
"Oh, no that's fine I can handle it."
"The last time you tried to make toast it ended up looking like charcoal, brat." The novelist smirked as he continued to fix the mornings beverages—black coffee for him, Chi tea for Renee, and hot chocolate for Shuichi.
"Humph…" The violet eyes seemed to grow as their owner pouted. His arms were crossed over his chest, and both the others in the room thought he looked absolutely adorable. Eiri barely glanced back at the boy, and pretended to ignore him.
"Well yours wasn't any better when we first met, Eiri." Renee pressed down the levers lowering the bread into the heated chamber. "Shu, you could ask Tohma; it was bad." A smile spread across her face, "If I remember correctly the toaster caught on fire."
"Really? How did you do that Yuki?" Shuichi looked surprised because he hadn't even done that—well not sense that time at Hiro's. Eiri didn't answer he glared at them both as he passed to get the milk from the fridge. The scent of hot chocolate reached Shuichi and he forgot about his previous question, "Ummm hot chocolate. Hey Yuki, do we have any marshmallows?"
"Yeah," it was Renee who answered, "I had some yesterday with rice and butter."
The two men just looked at each other, and decided not to comment. Just great; the cravings have started. Eiri shook his head, and stirred the milk into Renee's tea as Shuichi went in search of the marshmallows.
A few hours later Eiri was sitting in the relative peace of his office when there was a soft knock at the door. He paused in his typing waiting for the intruder to announce their presence before he would acknowledge them. I'm working; can't you see that?
"Hey, Eiri?"
She was the only one in the house who called him just Eiri. The novelist looked up slightly frustrated at the interruption, "What is it Renee?" That came out a little too harshly. He saw her slightly lower her head in apology, and she looked down at her feet.
"Shuichi's off to work, and I just wanted to let you know I'm meeting Amanda in the park. I just didn't want you to worry." She looked up meeting his gaze again when she mentioned her friend from college. Of course she'd be around with everything that's happened lately. I remember when she met Amanda, and told me all about her.
"Alright, go see your girlfriend."
"Eiri, she's not my girlfriend." The smile faded slightly, but her cheeks still glowed with a combination of her previous happiness and current embarrassment. She looked away trying to hide the grin that was once again creeping to her lips. She can be so easy to tease sometimes; its fun messing with her head.
"Whatever" he said as she walked back out of the room. Neither of you see it, but you have a connection. Turning back to his screen Eiri returned his attention back to the character that wouldn't die so he could have an "Eiri Yuki Ending". What do you want from me—a happy ending? Angrily he reread his page in silence before the sound of typing filled the room once more.
Sighing Eiri blew the air from his lungs, and crushed the remains of a cigarette onto the balcony floor. He watched as the sun setting behind him cast the area below in shadows. They're both a little late. What am I worried about the brat's with Nakano and the girl is with Newell. One good thing about having best friends is they do the protecting when I can't. He heard the sound of the cane moving over the concrete, and looked down to see that Renee was almost to the building. She's alone.
A frown creased Eiri's face as several people surrounded Renee. "What the hell are they doing?" He watched her closely; if anybody dares to even touch her. After New York I swore that… He saw her pause, and then she started to walk past them.
He could hear the questions as they were carried on the warm June air.
"Ms. Wilks is it true that you were once in a relationship with Eiri Yuki?" Well I wouldn't call it a "relationship" we were more friends with benefits. When one of us needed the other we'd be there, but that's none of their damn business.
"Ms. Wilks is it true that you are living with Mr. Yuki and Mr. Shindou?" Isn't that obvious? Eiri gripped the edge of the balcony; if she wasn't out of there soon…
"Ms. Wilks are you and Mr. Yuki in a 'special relationship'?" I wouldn't do that to Shuichi; hell she wouldn't let me do that to Shuichi. Is this how you felt hidden up here while they were asking me questions, Shu? You came down, and in a sense rescued me last time this happened. What will it take for me to do the same?
She stood in the full shadow of the building now, and he noticed a change in her movements. The cane moved more frequently as she made sure of her path. She still had not spoken a single word to them, but then one young woman made her stop—she snatched the cane away from Renee's hand.
"Are you carrying Mr. Yuki's child?"
The reporter pressed her microphone into Renee's face speaking loudly as if she believed that the girl couldn't hear her. That was the last straw for Eiri That stupid bitch needs to learn what you do and don't do to the people I care about. Taking her cane and yelling at her are two high ranking items on the "Don't List".
"What the hell do you people think you're doing?"
Eiri had not spoken, but suddenly the media had another target. A young woman approached Renee through the crowd with her arms crossed. She looked up and her angry blue-green eyes met gold. This must be Amanda Newell.
"Who are you, and what is your place in the situation?"
"I am Amanda Newell, and my place is getting my best friend away from you vultures." She looked up again to the balcony, "Who the hell else would be out here yelling at you people? Come on ma chère they can't take me away." Renee reached behind her friend's back placing her hand on the opposite shoulder, "Now, where were you headed?" Renee indicated the building the media was blocking, and they tried to enter, but were surrounded more closely on every side.
"What can you tell us about the news that your best friend is living with Mr. Yuki and Mr. Shindou?"
"Do you approve of her questionable role in their home?"
"What about the accusations that she is carrying Mr. Yuki's child?"
"Does Mr. Shindou also know about these alleged developments?"
Amanda stepped in front of her friend, but Renee wrapped her arms around her in a protective manner as well. When Eiri lost sight of them altogether he turned entering the apartment. He didn't even bother to close the sliding-door.
"Stop gabbing and get out of here right now!"
Eiri froze when he heard his lover's voice from outside, and he picked up the remote turning on the TV. He watched as the cameras focused on Shuichi; his violet eyes narrowed in anger. Hiro put down his friend's helmet, and stood beside his friend; he was a taller darker version of Amanda standing with his arms crossed.
"As you people have been to this apartment before you are well aware of the fact that Shuichi and Mr. Yuki are in a relationship. As you came looking for Renee here you obviously know she is staying with them. You know they couldn't hide a pregnancy forever, and so your questions would have been answered when they were ready to tell the world." Hiro shook his head in disgust and closed his eyes, "but you have nothing better to do than to harass a visually impaired person, take her cane, and yell in her face…" Hiro opened his eyes looking right at the reporter who still held Renee's cane, "Are you that desperate to get a story?"
Eiri turned off his TV at that moment because there was the sound of a key in the lock. He approached the door as it opened. Shuichi was the first one he saw, but the boy turned and allowed Renee to enter first. He saw the tears she held in her eyes, and wrapped his arms around her holding her tightly.
"Who do they think they are?" fumed the last person to enter the room as she slammed the door. Eiri looked at the petite redhead; her vibrant hair and eyes contrasting the paleness of her skin; waves of anger were rolling off her. She is definitely not someone to cross. This girl's like Tohma; small but powerful.
"So this is the Amanda you're always talking about." He released Renee, and she smiled walking over to her friend, and easily wrapping an arm around the slender girl.
"Yuki? What are we going to do?" Shuichi peeked outside before returning to wrap both arms around one of Eiri's. "They haven't left yet." His violet eyes were filled with worry.
-Seguchi Residence-
Tohma walked calmly into the lounge as he waited for his wife to make her appearance. They had dinner reservations this evening at 7:30, and as it was only six o'clock he wasn't worried. He sat down on the leather couch and removed his bowler hat placing it in his lap.
The television was off, but he decided to see what was on rather then pester his Mika-chan. The news was on, but he wasn't expecting any surprises, so he lent back to listen closing his eyes. The teal orbs shot open when he heard a familiar voice emanating from the screen, and he turned up the volume to better hear what was being said.
"Stop gabbing and get out of here right now!"
The angry face of Shuichi Shindou was the next thing he saw, but it was what Hiroshi Nakano said next that angered the president of N.G. Studios.
"…but you have nothing better to do than to harass a visually impaired person, take her cane, and yell in her face…"
Mika entered the room brushing out her damp hair; she was wrapped in a white bathrobe, and had obviously just emerged from the shower. Her blue eyes scanned the room when she entered. First she registered the shocked and angry face of her husband, and then the screen that held his attention.
"Tohma?"
Her voice brought him out of his trance, and he reached into his pocket pulling out his cell phone. Mika sat down beside him throwing her brush on the coffee-table as he calmly dialed a number. They both waited for the call to go through; she waited to know what had happened, and he waited to correct the situation before it became a problem.
"This is Tohma Seguchi may I speak to General Hammond?"
