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Keitaro...I'm Pregnant: His Reasoning
About 24 hours ago, I was in San Francisco International Airport, about to board my flight to Tokyo. I felt happy that I was finally going to study in a foreign country. For two years I saved my money, working a lot of overtime at my previous job and taking a second job driving a taxi cab. Not only that, but I'll be with my girlfriend without any of her relatives looking over us to see if we would kiss when we study in her room or having my roommates listening in my room to hear if we are doing anything naughty. Hopefully, we can live together in one of the student apartments.
About 6 hours ago, I arrived at Tokyo Narita Airport and went straight to my new school, Tokyo University, in fear that I'll be dropped from my classes. When I arrived there, I found out that I didn't have any classes, but assigned a student assistant to Mr. Nishihira in the photography department. He's kind enough to let me put my bags and Balikbayan box in his office. I later called my mom to tell her that I arrived and found out from her that my girlfriend called, asking why I wasn't in England with her. Apparently, I heard wrong when she told me she was going to study aboard this semester.
About an hour ago, I'm boarding a train, going to my new home from a guy I meet during my time as a taxi driver. He's one of Mr. Nishihira's students that I'm suppose to help and is a manager of an apartment building. I later found out that it's an all girls dorm, but because he's manager, no one should question his decision to let me live there. I also found out that the girl he came to San Francisco with lives with him. I teased him about making whoopee with her before telling me that he impregnated her.
About five minutes ago, I was trying to save his life when one of the tenants punched him, almost sending him across town. I had to jump in his way to make sure he didn't fly any farther. Another was about to chop him in half, but I pushed him out of the way in the nick of time. He was talking to them about something and another tenant, but I don't know what since they're speaking Japanese. It wasn't until someone else noticed me that I found out they were talking about him impregnating his girlfriend. A very tan, short-haired blonde girl said that she took a urine sample from the girlfriend and determine that she got pregnant in San Francisco. Seeing some of the tenants trying to kill him made me mad. They're in love! I saw that when I picked them up a few times! But with the age differences, they think he took advantage of her. My mind was racing at that moment with a possible plan as one of the tenants goes to grab her. Since they know she got pregnant in San Francisco, why don't I act as the guy who did her? I mean, I'm from there and have proof. Plus, I'm good at lying my way through any situation.
When she comes to join us, I ask if that's her. They tell me it is and I begin to laugh my butt off to spring my plan. Out of all the performances I've done over the years in school plays, some street acts and a local commercial, this is going be the hardest.
"What's so funny?" A tall girl with the long light-brown hair ask. I have no choice, but to do it. I have too. I promised myself that I'd do anything for anybody for what I believe in.
"He didn't impregnate her. I did!" I quickly scan the room for everyone's reaction. Most of the girls are either surprised or confused at what I said. The girl with long brown hair looks rather sad. I wonder why? Keitaro looks like he's about to pass out. But the girl with the long black hair, holding a sword is looking like she wants to make sushi out of me. And I'm allergic to fish!
"WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO PULL?!" She screams.
"Pull?" Might as well act like a jerk to them. I don't want to show them the real me. "You want me to pull your finger? Why?" Her eyes flame up and is about to charge at me if Keitaro and some of the other girls didn't pull her back.
"WHY I'M GOING TO..."
"What she means is," The long light-brown haired girl says . "What are you saying?"
"I'm saying that I'm the one who got her pregnant!"
"Excuse me," I turn to see that Keitaro's girlfriend is speaking, looking like she's about to cry. "But...I don't know you."
"You don't...know me?" I look around and see all the tenants are even madder. Well, not the brown-haired girl. She seems happy. What's wrong with her?
"I knew it!" Yells the girl with the short light-brown hair. "He's just covering up for Keitaro." Most of them are talking about something in Japanese. I think it's about me since they give me evil looks. Damn. I wish I thought this plan more carefully. I also wish I knew her name. I think Keitaro told me, but I might have not been paying attention. I scratch my head, thinking of another plan. Then I realize, I'm not wearing my cap! Maybe that's why she doesn't remember me. I always wear my cap. People generally remember a cap before anything else. Where did I put it? Hope it's in Mr. Nishihira's office, but I'll worry about that later. I look around and see a girl with long blonde hair wearing a red cap. I get an idea and walk up to her.
"Excuse me," I say, lifting the cap off her head. "But I'm going to borrow this." I put it on, feeling how small it is on my head. I hear rumbling behind me. Maybe that girl wants to kick my ass, but is being held back. I don't even bother turning around and focus on my plan. I walk to Keitaro's girlfriend, hoping it works "So, how was your stay at the Radisson Miyako Hotel? Did you like the baseball game at Pac Bell Park? And what did you think of the crooked street on Lombard?" She looks at me with confusion, wondering why I said those things. Then she gives a surprising look.
"It's you!" She says. "Now I remember! You're the cab driver from San Francisco!" Yes! She remembers!
"WHAT?!" Most of the girls say together.
"Yes. I know him. This is the cab driver that took Sempai and I around San Francisco." Sam Pay? Who's that?
"You did?" The long light-brown haired girl ask.
"Yep. I took Keitaro and...hmmm...huh..." I look at his girlfriend. "What's your name again?" Most the girls fall to the floor.
"Now what's going on?!" The girl with the sword says. "You said you impregnated her and yet, don't even know her name?" I can't believe how fast my brain works sometimes because it gives me many ideas in situations. I think I'll try this one.
"Well, when you have a one night stand, you tend to not remember the other person's name."
"One...night...stand?" Some of them say. Others look shock. At least its working.
"Shinobu!" Says the short-haired blond girl. "You told us it was consensual."
"It was," the girlfriend replies. So Shinobu is her name. "We...hmmm...huh..." I can tell she didn't have a something to tell them. Luckily, I do.
"Let me explain. I picked them up one night and Keitaro was drunk." I see everyone surprised face when I say that. Maybe he doesn't drink. "I think something was in his drink because Shinobu told me all he has was water." Everyone seems a little calmer now. "Anyway, I took them back to their hotel and helped her carry him back to their room. I was off the clock for my break, so we got to talking and the next think we knew, we were kissing and doing some...unmentionable things." Some of the girls must have been picturing this seen since they give off a sickly face.
"I can't believe this!" The long light-brown haired girl says. "Why are you covering up for that pervert there?" What the? Someone still doesn't believe me?!
"But he's telling the truth," Shinobu says. She must realize now that I'm helping them. I'm glad she's playing along. But I don't know her, so I don't know if she knows what to do.
"I get what you're saying," The girl with the sword says.
"Care to explain this to me, Swordy?"
"My name is Motoko Aoyama!" Seems I made her mad. " And yes, I'll explain. You see, she was impregnated in San Francisco. Since none of us know you, you could be anywhere and covering up for Keitaro." I smile and walk up towards her. I pull out of my wallet, searching for proof that's I'm from San Francisco.
"Well Swordy," I know her name is Motoko, but I have to act like a jerk. "Here's my driver's license, my student ID from the University of San Francisco and my photography lab card from the University of San Francisco." She looks at each card in disbelief. Some of the others gather around to see also, looking like Motoko.
"So, you really are from San Francisco." I nod, seeing them bewildered that I'm from the place Keitaro and Shinobu went to. Then I hear a loud snap of the fingers from one of them.
"I got it!" The short-haired blonde girl says. "His identification is fake! He must have a machine to make them in his pants!" What?! That's like...impossible! How would believe that?
"Hey! You might be right!" The long light-brown haired girl says.
"That would make a lot of sense since he popped out of no where." Motoko says. I'm starting to think that these people are weirder then me!
"You still don't believe me?!" Only those three nod. I'm guessing that everyone else believes me. Might as well show them how stupid the 'fake ID in the pants' idea really is. "Fine!" I empty out my pockets to show nothing is inside before unhooking my belt and dropping my pants, exposing the boxers I'm wearing. Come to thing of it, what boxers am I wearing?
"What...What...are...you...doing?" The long light-brown haired girl ask, blushing and covering up her eyes.
"You three think I have a machine in my pants that makes fake IDs. Care to find it for me? I'm skinny so you shouldn't search for long." Motoko seems to feel embarrassed that I did this since she's red like Rudolph's nose. I'm more worried about the blonde since she staring at me.
"Who are those?" She ask, pointing at my boxers. I look down and see that I'm wearing my Marvel Comics boxers.
"Well, this is Spider-Man and Daredevil and Captain America and these are the Fantastic Four..."
"STOP IT! JUST STOP IT!" Motoko screams. "WE BELIEVE YOU! NOW PLEASE PUT YOUR PANTS ON!" With a smile, I pull them up and hook my belt.
"Thank you." I give them all an evil look, just to show my bad side. The blonde seem carefree for some reason while the other two are recovering from my stunt. When they do, the long light-brown haired girl speaks.
"Now that we know who got Shinobu pregnant and you'll be...huh...living with us, there will be a few rules specially for you." She turns to Motoko as they grin at each other. I don't like the way they're doing this and I don't want to know the rules they're going to tell me, but I'm suppose to be a jerk.
"That's fine," I tell them. "But I won't listen to them." They seem surprise to hear this.
"What? Why?" Motoko ask.
"Because if you're going to give me different rules from everyone else, I just won't listen to them."
"But you're going to have to if you want to live here."
"My ass!" Now, I would never pick a fight with someone who's holding a weapon, especially a sword or gun, but I have a plan to make sure she or any of the tenants here won't injury or kill me. Hopefully.
"Listen! If you don't follow our rules, I'll be forced to hurt you."
"Go ahead." Everyone in the room seems shock. Keitaro looks nervous as to what I said. So does Shinobu.
"What are you saying?" Motoko doesn't seem to understand. Guess no one ever stood up to her like I have.
"Kill me if you want." Her confuse look changes into a happy one with a bright, cheery smile. She cocks her sword and charges at me. I was expecting this. She comes closer and closer to me. I hope my plan works. "Just remember that you'll be the reason why our baby doesn't have a dad!" She slows her pace, looking bewildered before stopping a few feet at me. I'm relieved that my plan worked!
"What...are you saying?" The long light-brown haired girl says.
"Kill me and Shinobu will be a single parent. Do you want that?" Motoko already understands since she's putting her sword in her holder. The long light-brown haired girl looks like she has a solution for that.
"No, but we can take care of her and the baby."
"For how long?" She looks surprise. "Sure, you or anyone else here can help her for a few years, but you have your own life. I don't think you'll be taking care of the both of them forever."
"What about you? You didn't even know that she's pregnant with your child?" At least I got her and hopefully everyone else thinking that I did her instead of Keitaro.
"True. I didn't know, but now that I do, I'm going to stay and take care of her and our baby."
"You mean it?"
"Yeah," I lie. "I have a responsibility to her and our child. And since I'm trying to get into the National Research Institute for Cultural Properties in Tokyo after I obtain my bachelor's degree in Fine Arts, I won't be leaving this country anytime soon." It's a wonder of how I know a lot of art colleges around the world since I won't be going to any of them. Hopefully no one checks my college background to find out what major I'm in, but in case they do, this should work.
"So, you won't abandon Shinobu and your child?" I shake my head. "Fine! You can stay with us."
"I think Keitaro already agreed to that." She gives me an evil stare. "Now that I know I'm going to live here, what are the rest of your names behind Motoko? Or would you rather me to refer to you as 'Hey you'?" Since I'm going to act like a jerk, might as well comment on their name.
"All right, I'm Naru Narusegawa," says the long light-brown haired girl. I would like to comment about her first name being the first four letters of her last name, but don't have anything funny to say.
"Hi! I'm Kaolla Su," says the short-haired blonde girl. I like to call her Koala, but she might take it as a complement the way she's so hyperactive.
"Hey there! I'm Mitsune Konno, but everyone calls me Kitsune," says the short light-brown hair girl. What's up with the nickname? At least she seems normal from everyone else
"Hello! I'm Mutsumi Otohime," says the long brown hair girl who's blushing profusely. What is her problem? Is she high or something? Well, guess I won't make fun of their names after all.
"Hey! I'm Sarah MacDougal," says the long-haired blonde. Maybe I spoke too soon.
"MacDougal? Are you from the states?"
"Yeah."
"How long have you lived in Japan?"
"About three years."
"Your Japanese sound great. Too bad your English sucks!" She looks mad as I walk pass her and towards Keitaro. "Anyway, I would like to settle in and unpack my things. Keitaro, can you please show me to my room?" He nods and picks up my bag. As we walk pass the tenants, some of them give me dirty looks. Just as we go up the stairs, I hear Sarah yelling behind us.
"Hey moron! I'd like my hat back!" I feel the top of my head and realize I'm wearing her cap. I forgot that I didn't wear mine when I entered this place.
"Here you go," I say, throwing her cap back. "Hope you don't have lice."
"I don't have lice!"
"Sarah, I just recovered from having lice. I hope you don't have any." I watch she throw her cap out of the room before Keitaro takes me to mine. The room is a little bigger then the one back in San Francisco, but have to get used to sliding the door open instead of pulling it. "So, this is my room?"
"Yes. Welcome to the Hinata..." I drop my bag as I flop to the floor. "Raymond! Are you all right?"
"Yeah. Yeah." I tell him. "It's just...Motoko scares me!"
"You seem to handle yourself very well against her. Be thankful that you're not sleeping in the same floor as her."
"Oh? Who is on this floor with me then?"
"Shinobu is next door to you, Kitsune is across the hall from you and I'm next door to her." That's good. She seems like the normal one out of the other girls. "By the way, you didn't have to do that. But thanks. I don't think they would even listen to me if I tried to speak."
"Don't mention it."
"But I got to know. Why..."We hear someone calling out Sam Pay. I'm still wondering who that is as Keitaro opens the door. I get up to see him letting in Shinobu. She closes the door and gives him a loving hug as tears down her eyes. She takes one look at me and let's go of the hugs. She walks a few steps towards me and bows.
"Thank you. Thank you very much. You don't know how much he means to me."
"Don't sweat it. I'm just glad I arrived in time to help." She gets up from her bow.
"If there is anything I can do for you, just name it." I don't know why she's saying this, but looks happy that Keitaro isn't hurt.
"Well, you can first tell me who this Sam Pay is."
"Oh. It's Sempai and that's what I call Keitaro. It's an expression we have in this country to show respect for our elders. I always call him that and if I call him by his name, people we start getting suspicious." That's good to know. But hearing her calling him that? It's sounds weird to me since I know they're dating.
"I'll keep that in mind. Now, I want the two of you to keep the story straight about what I said down there." They at each other, then at me with a surprise look.
"Why? We aren't going to tell anyone."
"What about your parents?" She turns red, maybe forgetting about them. "Besides, they might tell some other people. I just want you love birds to get the story right, in case anyone asks you. I seen enough cop shows to know that the second you change the story, they know you been lying."
"We can do that. But do we have to...act as a couple? Like go on dates and...kiss?" Keitaro looks shock at what she just asked.
"I don't think so. Since I'm already acting like a jerk, might as well be stubborn. Besides, I'm not going to betray my girlfriend."
"Acting? You mean what you did was an act?"
"Yep. Good performance, huh?" She nods. "Anyway, I don't want to take any time away from you two, unless it's about his photo projects.
"What do you mean?"
"I'm the student assistant in Keitaro's beginning photo class. I can help him if he needs me. And I'm glad I'm helping you two out in your time of crisis."
"Now that's what bugs me," he says. "Why did you help us? I'm thankful that they believe you impregnated her in order to save me, but why did you do that?" The look of worry and a bit of sadness on their faces makes me ache. They don't know me very well and they seem concern for me. My concern for them is totally different because I promised myself that if I could help out for what I believe in, I will. Whether or not I know them. The only people, outside my family, who knows my reasoning for doing this is my best friend and my girlfriend because I am so close with them. But looking at those two, they should too.
"I have a saying." I see their curious face, anticipating what will be spoken next. I take a deep breath and continue. "It goes 'Every child should know their dad'."
"Why do you have that saying?"
"Because my dad died before my eighth birthday." Both look surprise, going big eyed at to what I tell them.
"What...happened?"
"He fought in the Gulf War and lost his life protecting me; my family; my country." I feel a tear leave my eye. It's been a while since I told anyone this. "My twin brother, Ariel and I knew him for a fun, loving dad who likes to play jokes on us. One of the things I still remember him doing was replacing our apple juice with beer. Man that tasted nasty! And he even video taped it!" I begin to laugh a little, remembering Ariel's face while he drank it. "But that's all we know of him. We have a little sister, May. She just turned three when it happened. She doesn't remember anything of him. I...I..." For some reason, I break down. I don't why, but I do. I feel someone hugging me, making me a little calm and safe in their arms. I look through the tears to see it's Shinobu.
"It's OK. Let it all out." I continue to cry. I know I didn't do this with my best friend or my girlfriend. So why with them? Maybe because they were about to go through what I been living. I don't know. I stop crying after a few minutes and pull away from her.
"Thank you." I turn to Keitaro. "Sorry for holding your girlfriend like that."
"It's all right. You needed comfort." He smiles before taking a deep breath. "So that's why you're helping us? You want our child to have a relationship with me?"
"Yes." I wipe the last of my remaining tears away. "I don't want any kid to go through what I went through. If I can help them, I will."
"So...you'll be staying with us a long time?" Shinobu asks.
"Can't. I'm in the study abroad program. I'm only here for the semester."
"What?! Then...this shouldn't work."
"It should. I already thought of sneaking out at night when I go back, but it's too early to start thinking about that. And I'll do anything to keep this lie a lie."
"Thank you. But what about your family? I mean..."
"I get what your saying. My mom never remarried. But she didn't take of us alone. Two of my uncles and their families live near us, so they help any way they can. Ariel only works, so that's more of an income to help our mom. I'm paying for school and have scholarship money, so she doesn't help me with money except for the occasionally food."
"Is that how you can be here?" Keitaro ask as I nod my head. "Well, I glad you'll be staying with us then."
"Me too," Shinobu says. "And I promise to keep the story straight. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to make dinner." She turns to Keitaro and kisses him on the cheek before leaving.
"I'll do the same thing," Keitaro says.
"Thanks. Tell Shinobu that too, when you get a chance."
"I will. Now that you're going to live here, you'll need to sign some papers."
"Can I do that later? I'm pretty drained from my performance," He nods and turns to leave. I check around my new room and notice something strange as he opens the door. "Huh...Keitaro, where the bed?"
"This room can't supply a bed. It supplies a futon."
"A what?" He walks to my closet, pulling out a large white mattress.
"This." He neatly straighten it out.
"Is this a Japanese version of a bed?"
"Pretty much. You have to pay extra for a bed if you want one."
"That's all right. I'll try this." I watch him leave, closing the door. I flop face first onto the futon, reflecting on my first day in Japan. Let's see...my girlfriend is studying in England, the guy took around San Francisco who also turns out to be the guy I'm helping in Mr. Nishihira's photo class is a manager of a girl's dorm that he's letting me live in, the girl he brought over is not only pregnant by him but one is his tenants and to top it off, everyone else here thinks I'm the one who knocked her up! Whatever I expected coming here, not of the things I did today was on it. I have a feeling I'll have an exciting, stressful and fun time here. Hope I'm wrong on the stressful part as I close my eyes.
Note: I changed a few parts in the second chapter to fit the rest of the story.
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