A/N: This chapter is where things change for Kay again where she meets a certain character that everyone knows of that didn't get a lot of his personality shown so I'm pulling a lot of him out of my imagination. Bear with me and review if you think I'm getting it wrong. But all in all this should be an interesting chapter. It seems like Kay can't stay out of trouble for long…
Her Secrets
Chapter Twelve: Here Comes Trouble…Dressed In A Great Suit
Madame Ona's school was participating in an annual fund-raising dinner complete with a band and ballroom dancing. Some great venue in Tokyo was hosting the event and if it were not for the fact that my presence was required I would have passed on it. The people that come here were all loaded. It was for some bullshit charity that no one had heard of that probably donated like 5 of its profits to the actual cause…if they were generous.
Actually, I learned that these functions were excuses for the rich to get together and stiffly mingle before they embarked on some pretty sinful activities in private. On the plus side, I was out on the town for the first time in awhile. There were some potential sugar daddies out here and other guys to take advantage of. And I got to wear this stunning champagne color dress. My hair was styled to give me an updo with long drop curls. I had picked out a diamond jewelry set complete with a wreath necklace. I felt like I was an actual princess. Some of the guys back in spirit world were asking me to take pictures with them before I left but Koenma put a stop to it for security reasons. My usual trio of bodyguards had accompanied me. I had made friends with Eiji, Koga, and Blaine since I was with them constantly.
When I entered the ballroom, I would like to say that time stopped and I caught the eyes and hearts of every man, but it wasn't like that. I did receive a lot of attention from males but none of them had the balls to talk to me. Kaori, Mina, Suki, and some other girls generated to me in hope to steal some of my glow.
"Kay, I like soooo hate you right now." Mina said dryly, sneaking a glass of champagne.
"Kay, where did you get that dress?" Some other girl asked.
I smiled, outwardly and to myself. A lady never let another have the info just so she could imitate. If she was going to do that anyway, let her work for it.
"The same place as you, a store." I answered.
The girl laughed and got the picture because she moved on.
A half-hour passed extremely slowly and uneventfully. Food would not be served for at least another half-hour. I watched Kaori and the others dance with some unappealing rich boys.
It's funny how things are unplanned in your life. My life was stable in the most part for a long time. I had no clue when life was going to switch up on me but one thing was for sure, it always came sooner that expected. It also came in a way, shape, or form that knocked me off my feet. I never expected to wind up bored at some ball like this.
I desired some fresh air as well as some peace and quiet. After thirty minutes of ballroom music, I damn well deserved it. I walked into the elevator and hit the button for the roof. I always appreciated a moonlit skyline; it sent chills from me.
Unfortunately, I was not able to be alone. It was a warm night, just right for wearing a t-shirt. That was surprising because it was neither summer nor spring. As I walked across the roof, I saw a vacant pool and hot tub. I still felt that someone was there. I walked past some generators when I caught a whiff of cigarette smoke. I weaved in between a few more generators and then I saw a tall man dressed in one of the best suits I had ever seen. It seemed formal enough to be a tuxedo but it wasn't one. It was a black suit with pinstripes. It was very expensive but it was not just the look that made the suit look good. The man was standing near a brightly-lit helicopter landing and it gave me a perfect view of him. Judging by his profile, he was handsome. He had the longest black hair that was brushed back. He walked to the edge of the building and placed his hands on the edge. He heard a sound that came from my direction and he looked my way. I froze. This man was gorgeous. He had to be one of the best looking guys that I had ever seen. He had those rugged masculine features but with a clean look. I moved in closer to get a better look. Unfortunately, I tripped over a wire and stumbled against a generator for support. I made a pretty loud noise causing the guy to look at me and realize I had been watching him. He smiled this close-mouthed smile that made him seem to be intrigued.
As soon as he smiled, chills ran through my body. I wanted him instantly. No, I was not in love with him. I was way too smart for that and we hadn't even exchanged a word but I was going to change that. The guy looked out to the skyline.
"I guess people like me are not meant to be alone."
Another series of chills ran through me. His voice was deep and smooth. If this is even possible to understand, his voice was clear. Though he did speak clearly, that is not what I mean. Maybe it was that his voice was clear, like water, so that it ran right through me. I did not know what he had meant by that comment, but he was going to talk to me whether he wanted to or not.
"Yeah," I said with a shrug, "that is a problem that often happens in a public place. How unfortunate."
I had to take a double take at myself. My voice was at the right pitch and I sounded more feminine. Madame Ona would have been proud. I walked over to him, letting him know I was not intimidated. The man chuckled and continued to look at the skyline.
"I may have deserved that." He said, as I stepped to his side.
"May is a month. You did deserve that." I decided to look at the skyline as well, seeing that it was my original intention. I did not sense any negative energy from him so I felt safe. The man began to chuckle.
"You obviously are wise for someone so young." He commented.
Damn, I thought to myself. I was not expecting him to notice. Most men did not even care. I decided not to let him know my real age.
"Compared to you, how young would I be?" I turned around and asked that stupid question, now he knew I was young. He turned to face me and I saw his eyes for the first time. He had the most piercing and beautiful ice blue eyes. I watched his face as he took me in for the first time. His only imperfection was a scar on the right side of his face. But even that scar was good-looking on him. I looked to the ground and saw that the cigarette he had been smoking was on the ground, stomped out.
"Way too young. I know you're a charm school student." He answered.
"That means you are one of those rich guys that spends a fortune on a plate of crappy food."
He smirked at that comment. "The food is not that bad." He defended.
"If you had to come up here then it's nothing to wait for." I pointed out.
He looked back up to the skyline. "The crowd was getting to me. I had come up here to smoke in peace."
At first it seemed as if he was hinting at me to leave him alone. I was not the one to stick around when I was not welcome.
"Don't worry, I won't rat you out to the angels downstairs." I turned away, ready to leave.
"I do not care what you tell them." He said. Inwardly I laughed. I hoped this was not something to impress me.
"Oooh, a bad ass. That's hard to find in a rich guy." I kept my back turned and began to walk away slowly.
"It's obvious you don't want to leave, join me for a minute and I'll send you back to the other debutantes." He said.
SEND? I turned around and marched right back until there were only a few inches separating us.
"Listen, I don't know how many debutante whores you've hung out with but I'm not one of them. Nobody sends me anywhere." I looked him in the eyes. At first, they clouded over with annoyance but then a glint of humor overpowered them.
"If I wanted a whore, the last one I would get is a young and high priced one. I don't associate with whores." He clarified.
I quickly regretted that statement, for that was very rude. (Damn that charm school)
"I apologize. That was uncalled for."
He looked back to the skyline. "I don't believe Madame Ona teaches that in school." He said, loftily.
I turned my body and hoisted myself up so I could sit on the ledge and face my new acquaintance. He seemed surprised that I was willing to do that in my dress but I knew I looked good.
"Hey, I apologized already. I'm not going to kiss your ass." I clarified.
He chuckled again and looked into my eyes. Another chill came over me. I didn't lose my cool because I wanted him to respect me.
"Is there a chance for you to be less crass?" He asked with a smile. I returned the smile.
"About as much chance as you making your money legally."
I knew I was rolling the dice with that comment. The man paused. Maybe my mouth was just a little over the top…maybe. But instead of becoming offended, his face transferred from shock to mildly amused. He attempted to just smile but he couldn't help it. He began to laugh.
That laugh alone had to be one of the sexiest and most alluring laughs I had ever heard. I wanted to make him laugh more but I would not let him know that. I just sat there, planting my hands behind me on the ledge.
"What is your name?" He asked.
"Will you be giving me your name?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.
He reached into his suit jacket and produced a lighter and cigarette pack. He put one to his lips and held the pack out to me. I raised my eyebrow again. Now I was the one amused.
"You would offer a cigarette to a debutante?" I asked, feigning disgust. He shot me a look that clearly showed he didn't buy that.
"I offered a cigarette to another smoker." He answered.
Now it was my turn to form a smile. This man was not stupid. I took the cigarette and allowed him to light it. A minute of silence passed as we took a few drags.
"Kay." I said. A light breeze blew past and gently grazed my skin.
"Excuse me?" He asked.
"My name is Kay." I clarified.
"American?" He asked.
"Half 'n' half. But more Japanese." I answered.
"Actress or model?" He asked.
He did not need to know that much about me. I did not like people reading my tracks so damn well either.
"Neither. I'm just a debutante."
He chuckled and looked away. I knew he did not believe me but what he knew was not as important as what he did not.
"Fair enough. Sakyo." He volunteered. "So who is the one holding your purse strings?" He asked.
A baby probably fifty times older than me was not an appropriate answer.
"No one. I control my life mostly. The fate sticks its two cents in when it does not agree with my plan." I said, smoothly.
Sakyo smirked. "Funny way of putting it."
"Why are you here?" I asked him.
"Fate." He said, biting my line.
"Keeping up with appearances? Both illegal and legal?" I asked.
"What is it that you think I do?" He asked me. I had to think about it. Whatever it was he was surely not getting his hands dirty. I ruled out drugs and terrorism, they didn't fit his personality. He was stealing from somewhere but I could not put a finger on it.
"What I think does not matter. You're dangerous and a very bad influence. You're trouble, Sakyo."
Sakyo put his cigarette out.
"So why do you stay here?" He asked.
"I love trouble or at least it loves me. Seems to follow me around." I said, honestly meaning it.
"You came across me however, explain that." He challenged.
"Fate." I hopped from my seat and prepared to go back downstairs. I checked my dress and it was fine. But I did not know how I was going to clear out the cigarette smoke. I applied some more lip-gloss and smoothed down my already smooth hair.
"Leaving so soon?" He teased.
"I'm probably in trouble for sneaking out." I told him.
"Do you think somebody would notice?" He asked.
I looked him in the eyes and laughed. Then I twirled around in my champagne colored dress. I met his eyes again.
"Everyone notices me, Sakyo."
I turned from him, not waiting to see his reaction because I knew what it was. I had done all that I needed to do. Madame had taught us to be the ones on the move always. I had laid down my impression and now it was up to him to follow up or fall behind.
I did not care if he was more than ten years older. Sakyo had me drawn at first glance. I knew he was trouble but I did not want to be his wife. I wanted some action, plain and simple.
Madame gave me a two-minute lecture about sneaking around. When she detected the cigarette smoke I told her it was all second hand coming from outside. By the time she was done, Sakyo had rejoined the party. Kaori and Mina had also popped back to my side.
"Where were you? Kaori asked.
"Outside." I answered. I took my seat at our table and the other girls followed suit. I kept a stray eye on Sakyo, who was now shaking hands with Madame Ona of all people.
"I wish you would have told us. All of the action slowed after the military school left." Mina said.
"You didn't leave with them?" I asked with feigned shock.
Kaori laughed but Mina scowled and looked away.
"Me-ow, who is that?" Mina said, wide-eyed.
Kaori and I followed her eyes. Mina was watching Sakyo, who was now talking with some girl's tycoon father. They seemed to be friends. Sakyo remained quiet though, only speaking once or twice.
"He is a sight to behold." Kaori agreed. "He's that billionaire, Sakyo."
I remained silent even though I was in shock. I did not know his pockets were that large. It added a bit to his attractiveness but that wasn't my main reason to be interested in him.
"Is he single?" Mina asked.
"Very. But he doesn't fool around. My older sister tried to strike up a conversation with him at a party last year. He barely even looked at her. They say he's very focused." Suki added.
"He just hasn't met the right woman. I should go talk to him." Mina said, not able to take her eyes off of him.
"He needs a woman, not a slut Mina." Kaori said, causing the both of us to laugh.
"Bite me! He's too old anyway. What's thedark side of him like?" She asked.
"According to my sister and mother there isn't one." Suki said.
"With all that money there has to be one." Kaori said. A waiter appeared at our table, now dinner was about to be served.
"Well at least he looks good in his old age." Mina surmised, causing the table except me to laugh. I looked down to place my napkin in my lap. Suddenly, the girls stopped laughing. I looked up to see Sakyo looking at our table. He was looking at me but no one could tell. He smiled and raised his glass.
The other girls giggled in delight and returned the gesture. I was caught of guard by the way he smiled at me but I looked away so that I wouldn't slip up or blush (I hate that).
An hour later, several boys had asked us to dance. I wanted to refuse but Madame Ona would not approve and I was sure she was testing us. Of course I got to dance with the cockiest SOB around. He just walked over and extended his hand without a greeting. We settled on a simple waltz but soon it was clear that he could not handle that. We were dancing among politicians, the wealthy, and the elite businessmen and this guy was crushing my toes. I was close to pushing him away or feigning sickness when a man tapped my partner on his shoulder.
"May I?" A much welcome voice asked. We looked over his shoulder and Sakyo was there, his eyes focusing on mine. My heart stopped for a second.
"Hey…" The boy started a weak protest.
"Move." I said sharply. The boy heeded and left. Sakyo took my hand and we began to dance. I was overcome with this feeling of heat, there was some connection there,
"You like me, Kay." He said more as a statement than a question. I was inhaling his intoxicating cologne. Slow down, Kay. I thought to myself.
"No. I like trouble, remember." I bluffed.
"I am trouble, which is why you should not be so taken with me." Sakyo said.
"Don't flatter yourself." I said, mildly pissed. "You like me."
Sakyo's eyes darkened a bit. "You should not be so convinced."
"You are more attracted to me then I am to you." I said, just as confident.
"How so?" He raised an eyebrow.
"I'm interesting. More interesting than any other you've met in these kinds of places." I bragged.
"You're certainly the most assertive." He joked.
"I doubt you sit around waiting to get what you want." I said.
"True. So are you admitting you want me?" He asked.
"I want to have fun." I said, pointedly.
"I do not think you could handle the things I like to do for fun." He challenged.
"Try me. I've seen more shit then you can imagine. I am not like these other girls."
"You still have not seen the things I have." He smiled.
"What makes you think I can't handle them?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.
Sakyo narrowed his eyes at me and smiled. "How old are you?" He asked.
"Old enough." I said, firmly.
Sakyo raised his eyebrows. "Care to make a wager?" He asked.
"Be aware that it is not common for me to lose a bet." I warned.
"It is just as uncommon for me."
The song ended and we parted without saying anything. Naturally the girls had a ton of questions but I said nothing. Before I left, a card was sent to my table, blank with the exception of a phone number and instructions to call before Thursday. I put the card away as quickly as possible.
As soon as I got back to the spirit world, Botan was waiting next to my door. Surprisingly, we had become friends. She was the closest thing to a girlfriend around here. At first I had pegged her as being hyper and annoying but learned that she wasn't dumb (wasn't that damn bright, either) and that she was a good person. She needed that cheery demeanor to get past that job of hers (ill).
"Your shift's over?" I asked as we stepped into my room.
"Yeah. You look great. How was the dance?" She asked as she activated the lock on my sliding door so I could change. "Did you have fun?"
"Not really." I answered as I found my pj's. "It's not my type of dance. I'm used to hitting the clubs, y'know?"
"Nightclubs?" She asked with a puzzled look on her face.
"Places where you can dance, drink, and talk. They're like huge parties that happen every night at the same place." I explained.
"I thought people you're age were not allowed to drink." She said, still confused.
" Well, they're for adults but I travel in older circles and my good friends work there. And if you know Yusuke's mom, you're a shoo-in at the bar." I laughed to myself as I changed. I did miss seeing Asako's drunken ass.
"What kind of dances did you do?"
"All kinds. I dance hip-hop and freestyle. If I can try it, I'll do it." I said. I hung up my dress after I changed and sat on the bed.
"I work so much that I never get to dance. I don't even know how to dance." She admitted.
"HOW THE HELL DO YOU NOT KNOW HOW TO DANCE?" I exploded. "Everybody can dance, Botan. You just feel a beat and move." I said. I don't see how they lived like this. If I couldn't shake my ass, then I would rather be dead.
"I don't think it's that easy." Botan said in that quirky way of hers. I tossed her a pair of sweats and a t-shirt. I knew that she really wanted some lessons.
"Meet me in my living room. We'll work something out." I told her.
I stepped out of my room and bumped into Miko, one of the guys that worked for Spirit World Intelligence. I had gotten to know him on my day to day. I really wanted to know what they did on a regular basis but I was not even allowed out of my wing.
"Hey, Miko. What's up? Any dangerous underworld felons on the loose?" I asked, half-joking and half-serious. I was hoping he would tell me something.
"Nothing much today, Kay. But if I get something good, I'll let you know."
"Alright."
I went into my living room and delved into my cd collection. I pulled out this club cd that I had bought in America. It was full of beats where they would take something common like the AOL theme and mix it. One of the girls I had met out there had taught me a series of moves like the heel-toe and how to pop-lock but all of those were too complicated to show Botan.
Botan came in, looking like a small child. My clothes were way too big but there was nothing she could learn in that damn pink kimono.
"Don't tell anyone. And don't laugh at me okay?" She warned.
"Who would I tell? Koenma? Now show me something." I ordered.
I thought Botan would be too shy to do anything but I was clearly wrong. That freak (I say that with all the fondness I can muster) had NO self-control. She was the kind of girl who bumped into walls, tripped over invisible bumps in the carpet, and other stupid things. Her only dance was probably head banging. I found myself constantly saying things like-
"Whoa, Botan!" or "Chill Botan!" or "Damn it, stop Botan!"
Botan would crash into the wall.
"Whoa, Botan!"
Botan would decide to pull a stage dive (when there was no damn stage!) on to the floor. (Well, that may not have been her intention but that's what it looked like.)
"Chill, Botan!"
Botan would have spasms that strongly resembled someone having a seizure.
"Damn it, stop Botan!"
Finally, I used my power to stop her and placed her on the couch.
"Too much?" She asked, breathlessly.
"I would say so, but that's a good thing. Let me teach you some two steps and we'll see where that goes." I said.
We wound up fooling around for an hour and eventually I became Botan's regular dance teacher. It gave me something else to do in between all the damn training and schoolwork but I didn't mind. Botan sort of reminded me of Keiko. I didn't miss Keiko but it sucked knowing that if I did, there was no way I could check on her. She was the only person that ever bothered to check on me.
After Botan left, I made it a point to sneak out and see her at least once…then maybe I could run into Sakyo again…
So what did you guys think about Sakyo? Is Kay out of her league or is Sakyo out of his?Coming up in "Her Secrets": Kay gets to leave Spirit World…but she'll be hanging with everyone's favorite old hag. (Check out Chapter Thirteen-When Aoshi's Away, Kay is not going to play.) That won't stop her from sneaking out to see Keiko, though. But Keiko hasn't exactly been waiting by the phone (Chapter Fourteen-Kay's Great Escape)… Please R&R!
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