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Pre-Read by: Zenapax

Keitaro...I'm Pregnant: Spying On The Foreigner

Dinner is upon us as Shinobu sets the table for another fabulous feast. I still can't believe that she's pregnant. And it wasn't Keitaro! We all know that she had been in love with him for years now, so it's logical for us to believe the baby's his, but it isn't. At least, I don't think it is. Something about her liking Raymond doesn't seem right. He's a rude, obnoxious jerk who fights with everyone. And he's been here only one day! If there is a good trait about him, it's that he doesn't back down from anyone. I mean, he was about to fight Motoko with his bare hands.

"Dinner's ready!" Shinobu calls out. We all stop what we're doing and sit in the dining room. She bring out the food and drinks before we start to eat.

"Hey! Where is Keitaro and Raymond?" Mutsumi ask. "Should we wait for them?"

"Oh. The guys are on their way," Shinobu replies. "Sempai called a while ago, telling me that Seta is giving them a ride to get the last of Raymond's baggage."

"When did he call?"

"Around 6 o'clock."

"But it's 7:30," Naru responds. "They should be home by now." As faith would have it, we hear the door open. We ignore them coming in until we hear thump. Wondering what happened, we quickly get up and go into the living room, seeing Keitaro lying on the floor.

"What happened?" I ask.

"We were carrying my box up here," Raymond answers. "He's just tired from pushing it up all those stairs."

"What were you doing?" Motoko ask.

"Pulling it with the cart I just bought from the hardware store." We take a look at the small white box that on the cart.

"How come Seta didn't help you?"

"He already did by driving like a lunatic all the way here!" He sarcastically says. "Shoot! Helen Keller drives better then him!"

"Hey! Don't talk about my papa that way!" Sarah yells at him.

"That's your dad?" She nods. "Remind me never to get into a car that you're driving." She sticks her tongue out at him.

"You two should have gotten his help in carrying that dinky box of yours," Motoko says, letting out a sigh. "Weaklings!" Raymond lets his glasses down a bit, looking at her with evilness in his eyes before putting them back up.

"If you think you're so strong, then show that you can lift it Swordy." Motoko looks mad at him. I know it's because of the nickname. He calls everyone else by their name. Well, he calls Su by her first name, but that's understandable.

"Fine weakling! I'll show you." Walking towards the box, she grabs it tightly. She struggles trying to lift it, putting all her strength into it. She may have lifted an inch off the ground before she drops it back onto the cart.

"Watch the box!" Raymond yells a her." Whatever Seta didn't break from his driving, you might have from dropping it just now!"

"Shut up! What do you have in there?"

"That's none of your business, the weakling known as Swordy." Now she's really steamed. I know she would like nothing more than to beat the stuffing out of Raymond, but without him, no one would take care of Shinobu and the baby in the long run. I noticed Keitaro picking himself up.

"Huh...what happened?"

"I think you were tired from pushing the box and felt to the floor." Raymond tilts the cart and pulls it away from us before stop in front of the stairs. "At least this set of stairs are shorter to climb."

"Hey! Let me help you," Keitaro says, running over to him.

"When you guys are done, join us for dinner," Shinobu tells them. They nod and bring the box up the stairs while we go back into the dining room to eat. Within a few minutes, the guys join us. I was surprised in the way Raymond finished his food so quickly. Su wasn't even halfway done with her first plate of pasta when he asked for his third.

When dinner was done, I told Shinobu that Motoko, Naru and I would do the dishes. We grabbed the plates and processed to the kitchen.

"Why did you volunteer us to do the dishes Kitsune?" Naru ask.

"It's because I wanted to tell you that we can spy on Raymond."

"Really? How?"

"Well, I drilled some holes into his room. So whenever you want, we can see what he's up too. Also, Su is making some hidden cameras and microphones so we can spy on him when we're not around."

"That's a smart idea," Motoko says.

"Yeah. Now we can see if he's going to be faithful to Shinobu," Naru adds. "Let's finish washing the dishes so we can spy on Raymond" We quickly wash the dishes and hurry, but silently walk to Raymond's room. We silently make our way to the empty hallway between his room and Shinobu's, where I made the holes.

Crouching down and looking through the holes, we all see him opening his box. We watch him take out clothes, a camera, boxes of film, some photo equipment that I seen before, cans of food, a few bottles of what looks like Hawaiian Punch and some brown bottles that aren't labeled. I wonder what's in those? After putting down the bottles, he sits on the floor, leaning against his box.

"What's he doing?" Naru ask.

"I think he's resting," Motoko answers. "He did take out all those things."

I know only a few minutes went by with silent, but it felt like hours just watching him be a statue. Letting out a yawn, he slowly gets up and continues to take out more clothes.

"This is really boring, you know," Naru says.

"I guess you're right," I agree. "What are we suppose to undercover from..." I immediately became quieted when I hear Raymond talking.

"I miss you so much." At first, I thought someone entered the room. But when he starts rocking from side to side, we realize that he's hugging something that he took out of his box.

"That little cheat!" Naru yells.

"I know that this was a trick!" Motoko yells. "Why I'm going to..." I turn towards them.

"Shhh!" I whisper. "If you two don't shut up! He'll hear you."

"But he doesn't understand Japanese."

"And he doesn't know he's being watched either!" Naru and Motoko sweatdrop in fear. I look through the hole and don't see him. "Hey! Did he..." Before I could finish, he comes into view, about a few feet from us. I thought he saw the holes and was examining it, but we would clearly see him doing that. He walks back to his box, continuing to rifle thought his belongings, but doesn't take anything out. He seems to have grabbed something. I can't tell if he put it back or not, but he walks towards the door and out of his room. I thought it was strange because he walked with some sort of limp, which he didn't do when he walked to his box.

"What did he go?" Motoko asked.

"I don't know," Naru replies. "But maybe we should go and see what kind of stuff he has." We all nod in agreement. Once we stand up, Raymond comes into the hallway, holding a baseball bat in one hand.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU ALL DOING?!" He yells.

"What do you mean? We weren't doing anything." I say.

"Oh? So you guys didn't drill holes into my room and took a peak on what I was doing?" With the stern, angry look he's expressing, I better tell him the truth before he goes ballistic.

"Yes! I admit it. We did spy on you and I'm the hole put the holes in your wall." His expression changes to surprise.

"You did that?"

"Yes. You see..." He points the bat at me, making me stop talking.

"No! I don't want to hear it." He lowers his bat, shaking his head. "You know, besides Keitaro and Shinobu, I thought you were the only normal person in this apartment building. Turns out that you're just like them!"

"What do you mean..." Naru yells, but stops when he gives that look of his. I'm shocked that she's not beating the stuffing out of him, like he does with Keitaro. Then again, he doesn't usually have a weapon.

"Look, I'm not mad that you girls were spying on me. I'm actually flatter. I mean, I didn't know you girls were fantasizing about me that you would do this just to see me strip..."

"What?!" We all cries. I swear, he's more perverted then Keitaro!

"...but I forgive you for that."

"Then what are you mad about?"

"Well, when you happen to drill those holes, YOU MADE MY SHIRT INTO SWISS CHEESE!" He shows the shirt that he was wearing yesterday with holes in them. "You own me a shirt." He tosses it at me, hitting me in the face. "Don't drill anymore hole in my room or I'll..."

"Or you'll what?!" Motoko snaps at him. He's surprises by this, but lets out a creepy smile.

"I'll be force to kick your ass!"

"Are you threatening us?"

"I don't make threats. I make promises." Motoko looks as if she had reached the boiling point in his abuse. She takes out her katana blade, ready to take him on.

"That's it! I don't care if you impregnated Shinobu. I'm going to make you wish you were never born!" Raymond holds his bat like a sword.

"Fine. Then lets..." He turns his head towards the other hallway and looks baffled. "What the?" He lower his bat and disappears into the hallway.

"Hey you jerk!" Motoko screams, following him. "Where in the world do you think..." When she enters the hallway, her hair stands on end, looking scare with pale white skin. Naru and I don't understand why until Raymond comes back into view, holding Tama.

"Does this country really have flying turtles or was there something in the food that is making me see things?" Motoko lets out a blood curling scream, running away from us. Raymond looks at us all confused. "HUH...What's her problem?

"Well, she's afraid of turtles," I tell him. He begins to smile widely from this news.

"Oh really?" He stuck his arm out, looking closely at Tama. "Well, I guess you're going to be my new best friend!" He turns back at us. "Does he have a name?"

"Her name is Tama!" Naru yells, not causing any effect to wash away his smile.

"Alright. Well, I going to find some duct tape to plug up the hole for now. If I find any more, I'm coming after you guys." He turns around, walking away from us. "Come on Tama, lets go see your new home!" We hear him say before going back into his room.

"Great! Not only Raymond knows Motoko's weakness, but is actually keeping Tama!" Naru says.

"Don't worry. Tama only wants to be with Mutsumi," I tell her. "Besides, I have more ideas on how to spy on Raymond." I grab her by the shoulder, letting out an evil laugh before going back to our rooms.

Note: Sorry for the delay, but it's not all my fault. You see, Zenapax is also in college. Unless you're have been in college, you tend to put stuff like this aside until you have time (which he mostly doesn't). So, please stop asking me to post my writing sooner. Zenapax is in control of that.

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