Close Calls
By: Skittlez and OtakuSailorV
Chapter 2:: Day Two
Again, Yuka watched her parents leave. "Bye, I'll be fine alone I promise!"
Her parents waved back, only giving a few basic instructions before climbing in the car and driving away.
"Finally." She cheered.
"Ok to come out now?"
"Of course..."
Renkotsu stepped out of the shadows only slightly cautious, smirking as he usually was. "Good."
"And again, unseen."
"Let's hope so."
She walked inside, locking the door behind her like she normally did.
Standing in the middle of the room, Renkotsu didn't bother to look around this time.
Suddenly the phone rang, she jumped to answer it. "Hello?"
Renkotsu stood still, as if the person on the other line might notice him if he moved an inch while she spoke.
"Oh, hey Eri, I'll call you back later if that's okay, I'm kinda busy."
Eri sounded hurt as she replied. "With what, Yuka?"
"Cooking."
Eri sighed. "Fine, see ya."
"Bye."
Eri hung up, a bit disgruntled with her friend.
Yuka hung up, sighing.
"Your friend?" Renkotsu questioned.
"Yes."
"What did she say?"
"She probably just wanted to talk."
"I see." He said casually.
"...Whatever."
He shrugged slightly.
"So..."
Renkotsu looked around, searching for something to do. "Uh..."
Yuka sat down suddenly, looking bored.
Renkotsu sat down beside her. "Is there.....something you wanted to do....?" He asked, a little lost as to what to say.
"Not really."
"Is there anything good on TV?"
"Never."
Making a face, he wondered what to do.
"Hmm...I'm gonna go check my e-mail- wanna come?"
Getting up, he gave a slight shrug. "Sure."
She walked upstairs to her laptop. She brought up her inbox and sighed. "Damn sleaze keeps e-mailing me." She groaned seeing the first of her new messages.
"Who is it?" Renkotsu raised an eyebrow as he leaned over her to get a better look.
"Ex-boyfriend."
Renkotsu made a face, as if suddenly disgruntled. "What does he keep bugging you for?"
"He's an ass."
Renkotsu narrowed his eyes. "Yes, but what does he keep contacting you about?" He wondered briefly if he sounded jealous or like her parents.
"Trying to get me to go back out with him I suppose."
"Fool." Renkotsu commented.
"Let's see what he says today."
Renkotsu nodded as she pulled it up and started to read aloud.
"Hey, Yuka, baby, what's up?" She started. "Ookay you shouldn't read that."
"Why not?" Renkotsu grumbled as she placed her hand over his eyes. "I'm a big boy." He whined mockingly.
"That's why."
"What's why? I can't see, remember?"
"You'll go ballistic."
"No I won't."
"You will."
"I'm the 'adult' here." He reminded her with a laugh. "And I won't go berserk."
"Fine..."
Yuka uncovered his eyes and Renkotsu scanned the page, his eyes narrowing with every line of text.
"Told you!"
"You used to date scum like him?"
"Sadly."
"He sounds like he's a stalker."
"Yeah."
"Tell him to fuck off."
"Tried."
"And he still persists this way? That's sad."
"I know..." she muttered, opening the next e-mail, from the same person. "Oh god this is awful..." she mumbled.
Renkotsu felt his blood boiling as his eyes skimmed the pages contents.
Yuka sighed. "Pervert."
Renkotsu grumbled something that Yuka couldn't decipher under his breath as he finished reading.
"What was that?" She asked him, deleting the e-mails.
"Nothing, just memorizing that email address." He smirked.
"Oh God...."
"He's not gonna know who it is. I'll just hack in."
"Shit..." she muttered.
"They home?"
"No he just IMed me."
"Ooo, fun." He said with a smirk.
Yuka typed a very abrupt message that simply said 'go away'.
'Oh, c'mon baby', he replied, making Renkotsu seethe.
'Fuck you' she typed sighing.
'Why don't you ever answer my emails?' he asked suddenly, ignoring the comment.
'Because I hate you' she responded.
'But I love you baby, come back to me.' He pleaded.
'Yeah, right.'
'I do, why don't you believe me?'
'Because you're a bastard.'
'How am I a bastard?'
'What don't you get about leave me alone?'
'What don't you get about my love?' He countered.
Yuka was trembling she was so pissed. And didn't respond immediately.
Renkotsu grit his teeth. 'Baby?' The message came across when she did not reply to him.
'Leave me alone.'
'I can't.'
'Why not?!'
'I love you too much.'
Yuka looked at Renkotsu with an expression that said 'I can't think of anything to type'.
Renkotsu narrowed his eyes and placed his fingers on the keys. 'No you don't you sick pervert.' He typed, trying to think of what Yuka would say instead of what he would say.
"Renkotsu!"
"What?" Renkotsu asked innocently.
"Stop!"
"Why? I doubt I'll 'hurt his feeling'."
"Let's see how he responds."
'Why do you say that?'
'Because you're practically stalking me!'
'But I love you so much, can't you see?"
'Leave me alone!'
'Why? Is there someone else?'
Yuka looked back to Renkotsu, debating whether to tell him or not.
"He might try to figure out who, if he's that much of a stalker." Renkotsu warned, though he very much wanted to meet the boy and beat him to a pulp.
'There might be.'
'So it's one-sided, eh?' He asked, seemingly becoming arrogant.
"God I hate him!"
Renkotsu laughed. "He sure is pushy and sounds quite stupid."
"Yeah." She muttered. "What do I say to him?"
"It's the same with him, doesn't it seem? Pointing that out may hit him good."
Yuka furrowed her brows. "I'm not stooping to his level."
"Then just tell him something like 'you wish'."
'Right.'
'I'm always right.'
'Not really.'
'I am.' He replied forcibly.
'Gonna prove that?'
'I will.'
'When?'
'I'll come over to your house right now if you want.'
She gulped nervously.
Renkotsu dropped a hand on her shoulder protectively. "I'm here, don't worry."
'Fine.'
'Knew you'd give in, see you in five minutes.' He replied before signing off.
"Oh God." She muttered, signing off.
"If you want, I'll watch from the shadows, and if he tries anything, I'll bash him." Renkotsu smirked at her.
"Ok..."
"Or you could just not answer the door and confuse him."
"No."
"Yeah, bad idea." Renkotsu agreed with a mumble.
There was a sharp knock at the door. "That's him..." she muttered. "You'll know if I need you."
He nodded to her, still smirking. "I'll be waiting for the signal." He joked.
She walked downstairs and answered the door.
"Hey baby." He greeted her.
"Don't call me that."
"Why not?" He whined.
"Cause we aren't going out."
He sighed. "Can't we get back together?"
"No."
"Why can't we?"
"No."
He sighed again. "C'mon, I love you so much, Yuka." He finally used her name.
"No." She repeated backing away.
"Yuka, don't give me that look." He said, following her inside.
"I never said you could come in."
"Don't look at me like you hate me." He pleaded, ignoring her comment.
"I do." She stuttered.
"Please don't hate me..."
"You're stalking me! How can I not?!"
"You should be flattered." He offered with a smile.
"I'm not."
"Oh, c'mon Yuka."
"What?"
"Why don't you love me anymore?"
"Because we broke up, you cheated on me!"
"But you were always the only one for me, Yuka! Always!"
"Right!"
"I'm telling the truth! The others meant nothing to me at all!"
"Why don't I believe you?"
"I don't know, but you have to. I miss you so much."
"Yeah right."
"I do, Yuka. I think about you all the time."
"Like the pervert you are."
"I am not." He defended, coming closer to her. "Why don't you believe anything I say?"
She took a step back and stumbled, nearly falling.
He came forward, placing a hand on her arm. "Yuka..." He started.
She jerked her arm away. "Don't touch me!"
He didn't seem fazed. "Yuka, why did you even tell me to come over if you don't feel the same way?"
"I don't even know."
"You must feel the same way, Yuka."
"I don't."
"Don't lie."
"I don't!"
"Yuka, I love you, why can't you see that?"
"No you don't!"
"How can you say that?"
"Because you just want to get in my pants, I know you better than that!"
He halted for a minute, as if stunned that she had figured him out.
"See?"
"No....I..." He fumbled for the right words.
"See? I know you too well!"
"Yuka that's not- I never thought that-" He stopped altogether with a sigh as he rubbed his hand through his hair.
She laughed victoriously. "I've got you all figured out."
"Heh, I suppose you do. But that's not what I came here for." He smiled nervously at her.
"Really? Then why'd you come?"
"To prove to you that I'm always right, of course."
"Then, prove away."
"Tell me how I can prove it."
"You decide."
"I'll prove I'm right about my love." He said, grabbing her arm again
"Let go!"
"No."
"Now!"
"No."
She tried to pull away, but his grip was getting bruisingly tight.
"I love you Yuka, why don't you believe me?" He asked.
"Because of the way you're holding my arm."
In the upstairs room, Renkotsu narrowed his eyes angrily and prepared to hop out of his hiding place.
"Just let go." She growled.
"I can't. I won't."
She gulped.
"Don't look so scared Yuka."
"Why not?"
"You shouldn't be, I won't hurt you."
"How do I know that?"
"I won't, trust me."
"I don't."
"You should, you know me so well."
"Yeah right."
"You said that yourself."
"It doesn't mean I trust you."
"I know it doesn't, but I want you to trust me again Yuka. I want you to love me again." He said softly in her ear.
She jerked away again. "Too bad!"
He came toward her again, looking slightly angry. "Why are you so cruel?"
"Because I don't like you!"
"Why do you hate me so much? It can't be just about those other girls."
"You're stalking me!"
"Only because I love you, what don't you get about that?!"
"What don't you get about I DON'T?!" She screamed, temper flaring.
"I don't understand that's why! If you don't love me, there must be someone else!!" He roared back, suddenly catching her anger as if it were a virus.
"MAYBE THERE IS!!"
"Then who is he, this guy that is so much better?!" The boy demanded.
"That's none of your business."
"Fine, I'll figure it out on my own." He grumped.
"Maybe you will."
"What? Is he here?" He looked around slightly, searching for the mystery boyfriend.
"You'll see him if you keep this shit up."
"Ooo, he sounds like a real bad-ass." The boy said sarcastically.
"You have no idea."
The boy rolled his eyes at her. "Scary."
She shrugged. "He doesn't like it when people doubt him."
"You act like he's imaginary, or God or some shit." The boy grumbled, obviously envious.
"Just leave and you can keep thinking that."
"No way, I wanna see who this freak is that is so much better than I am."
"He only comes when I need him."
"That so?" He asked, appearing disappointed.
"Yeah."
"So he'll magically appear out of nowhere if you're in trouble?"
"Not exactly."
"Guess he's not so special then."
"Really? Do you really wanna meet him?"
"Yeah." He said confidently.
She lowered her voice. "Do something you think will bring him."
"What?" He asked, a little stunned.
"Do something to me that would bring him if you're that desperate to get your ass completely beat."
He made a face at her. "Are you serious?"
"If you wanna meet him."
"Fine, fine." The boy grumbled, rubbing her butt with one hand.
She smacked him. "Too bad, no dice."
Rubbing the sore cheek, he glared at her slightly. "What the hell was that for?!"
"For groping me." She told him with a smile. "I'm not the kinda girl that you can do that to."
"I'll bet your boyfriend does it all the time." He mumbled mostly to himself as he continued to doctor his red cheek.
"Maybe, but, you can't stop me from smacking you."
"Says who?" He countered, pinning both of her arms down. "You can't slap me now." He taunted her.
"Clever..." she shot back.
"Thank you." He said with a smile.
"Now...you still haven't brought my boyfriend, you must be losing your touch for pissing people off."
"I haven't, trust me." He said with a smirk, pushing himself onto her. "I'm just getting started."
She squirmed a little. "Really."
"Really." He assured her, leaning in to kiss her.
She pulled back a little. "GET OFF!"
Hearing those words, Renkotsu's ears perked up and he smirked before striding from the room, clenching his fists and delighting in the pop of the knuckles.
"Renkotsu!" Yuka said, still squirming under the boy's hold.
"Renkotsu?" He echoed as he heard the thud of footsteps coming toward them. "Hello." A deep, angry voice greeted him from behind.
"Okay, dude, let me go." Yuka told him.
He did as he was asked, and stood erect, but didn't dare turn around to see what man was radiating such an angered aura from behind his being.
Yuka walked away and behind Renkotsu, rubbing her arms.
Finally, the boy turned about and looked up at Renkotsu, stunned.
Yuka smirked. "Told you he was a bad-ass."
"A bad-ass?! He's a freakin' adult!!"
"So?"
"So isn't that, I dunno...illegal?!"
"What you were doing was too, so, you back off and I don't call the cops." Yuka told him simply.
He made a face at her. "Yeah right."
"Exactly. Just leave and I won't have Renkotsu kill you."
"Tch." He said, eyeing the man before him. "Whatever."
"Ok then, glad you agree to our terms." She said smirking.
"'Whatever' was meant to translate as 'yeah, sure, he's your boyfriend'." The boy shot back. "He's probably just your cousin or something."
Yuka giggled. "Renkotsu, he needs proof!" She laughed. "Ok, buddy-boy, I'll prove he's my boyfriend." She told him, smirking. She then leaned up and kissed Renkotsu firmly, shooting the guy her middle finger for consolation.
The boy's eye twitched and he retorted with his own middle finger, the hand moving as a reflex.
She pulled back and laughed. "Well, proof enough?"
He made a face at them. "Whatever."
"Just leave."
"Why? I wanna see the look on your parents face when they get home."
"Hahaha, leave."
"No way."
"NOW."
"WHY?"
"Renkotsu, escort him out please."
Renkotsu smirked, cracking his knuckles again. "Gladly."
"Thank you."
"No problem." He said, picking the boy up by the back of his shirt, opening the door, and tossing him out on his butt. "See ya around school, buddy." He taunted the boy before closing the door.
"Thanks..."
Renkotsu grinned mischievously. "Always a pleasure to please my Mistress." He said with a sweeping bow and a chuckle.
"Good, but don't call me Mistress."
"Haha, fine, fine. I wouldn't like having to call you that anyway."
"That's good, God, I was really freaking out there..."
He smiled as he came over and held her. "I was here the whole time, nothing was going to happen to you."
"I know I know."
"So calm yourself." He told her.
"Okay."
They stood like that for some time, silence falling in the room.
"What if he calls the cops on you?"
"If he does, I'll tell them he was trying to molest you and I came to the rescue. They'll believe a grown-up over some brat."
"But you have the criminal record."
Renkotsu shrugged. "Ah, well, some thing's can't be helped."
"I know."
"Don't worry though, he won't want to get caught in this, so he won't call anybody but his mommy."
"That's even better." She remarked sarcastically.
"Yes, it is." He agreed with a laugh.
"Hm..."
"What is it?"
"Just, wondering."
"Mm." He commented softly.
She smiled a little. "At a loss for words?"
"When around you, I am.
"Should I be flattered or should I be offended?"
"Flattered."
"Oh, then I'm flattered."
"Good."
"Heh."
"..." Renkotsu made no answer to her.
"What now?"
"Whatever you want to do."
"I dunno, what do you wanna do?"
"What I usually wanna do when I'm with you." He joked.
"Shaddup."
"You asked." He reminded her with a small laugh.
"I know."
"So you were asking for it."
"But you say the exact same thing every time."
He chuckled. "So you really should have known better than to ask."
"You should really come up with a better answer."
"I should, but I'm too lazy to think up a new one."
"Oh, you should have a no-thinking reaction then."
"You mean not answering at all?"
"Some questions don't require an answer."
Renkotsu rolled his eyes. "I wish."
"What does that mean?!"
"Hm? Just that I wish I didn't have to say anything to some question.....what did you think I meant?"
"Nothing."
He raised an eyebrow at her. "Whatever."
"Don't believe me?" She asked.
"No. You were freaking out over something..."
Then the phone rang. "Great." Yuka mumbled, snatching it up. "Hello?"
"Hey, can you talk now?" It was Eri again.
"Maybe just for a few minutes, I'm about to go take a shower."
"Oh, sorry for interrupting." Eri apologized. "If you have to go, that's fine."
"No I can talk for a few minutes."
"If you say so." Eri seemed a bit uncomfortable now. "So, uhm, what's up?"
"Nothing..."
"Cool....uhm....."
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, I just feel awkward for calling again."
"Why?"
"I feel like I'm bugging you."
"You're not!"
"Alright, alright." Eri said with a nervous laugh. "I get'cha."
"Uhm..."
"So, where did you say your parents were going all this week?"
"Rich person stuff."
"Oh." Her friend laughed. "Maybe you could come over one night and we could watch a movie or somethin'." She suggested.
She winced. "I promised Mama I wouldn't leave or anything while they were gone."
"Oh, sorry. Maybe some other time then."
"Yeah."
"Uh, hold on..." Eri put down the phone for a few minutes before returning. "Hey, I gotta go. Gomen."
"Okay, bye."
"Ja'ne." Eri called before hanging up.
Yuka hung up with a sigh.
"You're friend again?" Renkotsu asked.
"Of course."
He nodded. "What did she want? Talk again?"
"Yeah."
"Hm."
"Hm?"
"Nothin'."
"Oh." She muttered shrugging.
Silence fell again, Renkotsu sat down in a chair and briefly wondered if her parents were coming or not.
"I'm going back upstairs- wanna come?"
"Of course." He said, following her.
She looked around her room before lying back down on her bed. "I wonder what's taking my parents..."
He sat down on the edge, glancing out the window. "Probably having fun being rich." He joked.
"Bah. I dun see what's so fun about it."
"I wouldn't know either, but they seem to like it."
"Figured that much." She muttered sitting up.
He shrugged. "There must be something entertaining about it."
"For them maybe."
"Well, at least they don't drag you along."
"They tried."
"But they learned from their mistake, ne?" He joked.
"Exactly."
He chuckled. "That's good."
"What now?"
"I'm not sure..."
"Are you ever?"
He gave her a hurt look. "I am sometimes."
"That's good."
"Yeah, yeah." He said, waving her comment away.
"...What now?"
"I don't know...."
"Of course you don't."
"Don't mock me."
"I'm not mocking."
"Don't make fun of me then."
"I'm not."
"Tch."
She hugged him. "Don't feel bad."
He hugged back. "I don't." He assured her.
"Uhm..."
"What is it?"
"Just thinking."
"Oh."
"Uhmm..."
"What time do you think it is?"
"About 11:00."
"Hmm, ok."
"Why?"
"I was wondering how long they had been gone."
"3 hours." She whispered.
"I know." He whispered back.
"What now?"
"You should know that I have no idea."
She smirked, taking a few steps back from him.
"What?" He asked, curious as to what she was smirking about.
She ran at him, tackling him onto the bed.
"Ow! Hey, that hurt!" He said, though he was laughing, despite being winded.
She sat on his stomach. "Random act of boredom."
"Well your boredom hurts." He grunted.
"Don't you like the position we're in?"
He laughed at her. "Of course I do."
"Really?"
"Do you have any doubt in your mind?"
"No, but I do love to challenge things."
"I know you do."
"I know."
"I know that you know that I know that you like to challenge things."
"Yeah good, so, any new challenges?"
"None that I can think of." He said lazily.
"Lazy ass.
"So what? Wanna make somethin' of it?" He asked. "There's your challenge by the way."
"Ok, here's a challenge, flip me over."
"Fine." He said with a smirk as he sat up.
She smirked back at him.
Grabbing onto her sides, her tickled her before trying to flip her.
Gasping for air from laughter. "Damn." She cursed.
"Heh." Renkotsu said as he successfully flipped her over. "I win."
"Really?"
"Yes."
"Again, another challenge..."
"What challenge now?" He asked.
"Something we haven't done today." She challenged.
He smirked at her. "Like?"
"Use your head."
"I am."
"...Right."
"It's not nice to tease though."
"I will tease if you can't get it."
"That's horrible of you."
"I know."
"I guess I have no choice then." He joked.
"Really?"
"Of course."
"What do you mean?"
"Hm?"
"Nothing- just, have you decided what you're gonna do?"
"Well, I don't want to be teased..."
"Ok then."
"'Ok'? Nothing else?"
"Ok, but you still haven't challenged me."
"Flip me over." Renkotsu said, chuckling at her. "Good enough for you?"
"No! I can't...just, do something."
"Well what kind of challenge are you looking for?"
"Just, do something."
"Like what?"
"Anything."
He wrapped his arms around her and sighed with contentment. "I don't know what to do."
"Good enough for me."
"That's good."
She sighed. "I know it is."
"So, what now?" He asked after a few moments of silence.
"I dunno, we could sneak out."
"Sounds like a plan."
"Ok."
"Back door?" He asked, getting up.
"Window?"
"No, no. I've had enough of your windows for the week." He joked.
"Ok then."
"So the backdoor it is?"
"Yeah."
"If you would lead the way then, M'Lady." He said, bowing toward her with a laugh.
She laughed a little, walking down and through the backdoor, then stopped. "One more thing."
"What?" He questioned.
She thought for a second. "A kiss maybe?"
"I'd gladly oblige." He grinned as he drew her into a kiss.
She smiled. "Where to?"
"Wherever you want to go."
"I dunno."
"..." He paused, at a loss for words. "Well, I don't know either...."
"Hmm. C'mon." She said suddenly.
He followed after her. "Where are we going?"
"Somewhere quiet."
"There's a place like that around here?" He asked in faked shock.
"Of course." She said, walking a little bit further.
"How strange..."
They walked for a few more minutes before coming to a hill overlooking the town. "See?"
"Woah. Nice." He commented, smiling at the view. "How'd you find this place?"
"I dunno, I found it like...a few weeks ago."
"Impressive none the less."
"Yeah." She said turning to him. "Especially at night."
"So I see." He agreed.
"Yeah...now...."
"Now what?"
"I dunno, what do you wanna do?"
"I'm not sure....I was asking what you were going to say before."
"And I was about to ask you what I just asked."
"Ah, I see."
She yawned widely, using his shoulder to rest her head. "Uhmm..."
"Don't fall asleep, it won't look good if I come into your house with your parents at home, and you in my arms." He joked with a wink.
"Why don't we sit down?"
"Fine." He said, sitting in the grass and watching the lights of the town. "You can't see the stars very well."
She laughed a little. "Yeah, but oh well."
"But the view is still nice." He noted with a shrug.
She looked up at him. "Yeah, nice view..."
He smiled back down at her. "What?"
"Just thinking about a kiss you owe me." She told him with a wink.
"I don't remember owing you anything, but I'll gladly repay that debt anyway." He smirked.
"Good enough." She replied leaning up and kissing him.
"I hope." He said as he completed the kiss.
[The Next Day At School]
"So, Yuka, tell us everything." Eri pressed as soon as Yuka was close enough for her to whisper.
"What?"
"What happened last night, you know...that guy you were with..." Eri whispered; Ayumi was off in her own world somewhere.
"What?!"
"Spill it, Yuka."
"What are you talking about?" Yuka asked, flustered.
"What are YOU talking about?" Eri demanded, making a face at her. "We both saw you, now come on."
"You saw me doing what?!"
"You were with some guy, and you kissed!" Eri hissed at her.
"Correction- you two were totally all over each other!" Ayumi piped up.
Yuka made a face, knowing she was caught. "I have no idea what you're talking about."
"Oh yeah right!" They chorused.
"I don't." Yuka said, blushing slightly.
"C'mon just 'fess up!"
"I'm not telling you anything!"
"Just tell us about this mystery guy!"
"Why should I?!"
"Because we're your friends!"
"Well it's none of your business."
"Please?!"
Yuka sighed angrily. "Only if you promise you won't tell anyone else." She whispered hastily.
"Fine, we won't!"
"His name is Renkotsu."
"Renkotsu as in my half-cousin Bankotsu's boyfriend Jakotsu's older brother?" Eri asked.
"Uhh...." Yuka looked clueless. "Might be..."
"If he lives with Jakotsu, Bankotsu and Suikotsu- it probably is."
Yuka grimaced inwardly. "Yep, that's him."
Eri's eye twitch. "He's like...9 years older than you!"
Yuka smiled nervously. "Eheheh..."
"Where do you find these guys Yuka-chan? Prison?"
Yuka became angry instantly. "NO! He's really nice!"
"To you, maybe, from what Bankotsu told me- he beats up Jakotsu like everyday."
"What does that guy have to do with our relationship?!"
"Just that- you say he's nice and Jakotsu and Bankotsu say he's not."
"I still don't get it."
"Well then basically- he's an asshole, but then again he's not."
"He acts it sometimes, but I get bitchy sometimes too." Yuka shrugged.
"Match made in heaven." Eri said sighing.
Yuka huffed. "That better not be sarcasm I hear."
"No sarcasm."
"Good."
"Yeah."
"So you guys happy now?"
"Can we meet him?"
Yuka looked nervous for a minute. "I'm not sure..."
"That's ok..."
[End Chapter]
