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Pre-Read by: Zenapax, DeathofHell & HinaGuy749

Keitaro...I'm Pregnant: Spying On The Foreigner, part 2

I CAN'T BELIEVE IT! That jerk Raymond has been with us for a whole week and has somehow found every way possible to get out of our surveillance. Su had rigged tiny cameras and microphones in his room, but when we try to use them, we got nothing. It turns out that he cut all the wires to the microphones and spray painted the camera lens black. Motoko hadn't gotten near him since he's always with Tama. He had even gotten the turtle to sleep in his room! Kitsune had even tried to seduce him with her foxy ways, but somehow he didn't fall for it. This is the first time that a guy has done this. Sarah and I have threatened him numerous times, but all he has done is ask when and where the fight was supposed to be.

Since we are unable to learn anything about him at home, we might as well try at school. We found his class schedule and compared it to ours, but most of his classes either conflicts with ours or needs some sort of prerequisite to get in. Luckily, we do find a class that seems open to all of us. This beginning photography on Tuesday is perfect for us to join. There is also one on Thursday, but we're all busy that day. The class is once a week, but it's better than nothing. Unfortunately, I'm the only one who can add the class. Kitsune and Sarah are not even students, Motoko has kendo practice with the school team, Su is already taking the maximum number of units and Mutsumi...well...she's not even in our little group to get Raymond. She's been the most understanding about what he did to Shinobu and they been getting along pretty well. At least, I think he impregnated Shinobu. He told us that he would take care of her, but I haven't seen him help her with anything other than groceries. We also have been looking for something that would make him say 'I miss you so much', but we have come up empty.

The day of that class arrives and I'm already thirty minutes late! I forgot to get an add slip and had to run all the way to the office, which is on the other side of the campus. When I get into the class, I take a seat and listen to the teacher's lecture. I look around for where Raymond can be, but he's nowhere in sight.

"Where is that jerk?" I whisper to myself. We all took the train to school. Did he play hooky or something?

After an hour of the teacher's lecture, he announces break and ask for anyone adding the class to come over to receive their add sticker. I'm a little embarrass being the only one adding the class. Then again, school started three weeks ago and this is the last week to add any classes. The teacher puts the add sticker on my slip, almost making me an officially student in the class. I just need to give it back to the office and have them add me into their records. Speaking of which, I try to look at his role sheet when I hear him talking to someone.

"Mr. Nishihira, do you know where that Raymond guy is?"

"You mean Raymond Ancheta?"

"Yeah! That guy! None of the other student assistants have seen him and we need to talk to him about helping the other students in class."

"Then I guess I forgot to tell you Shingetoshi, but Raymond is different from you all." What does the teacher mean? "You see, he only speaks English. He's a big help in my Thursday since over half the students speaks English, but since only one person really speaks English here, he can only help that student."

"Oh. I get it. But where is he?"

"He's in the darkroom teaching that student." The two tell each other good bye and walk away. With a plan in mind, I walk up to the teacher.

"Excuse me sir," the teacher turns to see me. "But I couldn't help overhear your conversation, but I also speak English."

"Oh. You do?"

"Yes. And I happen to know Raymond."

"Really?"

"Yes sir. We live in the same apartment building."

"Hmmm...well, you are new and it'll take a while for me to teach you the basics, so you might as well go to him in the darkroom.

"Thank you sir." I grab my bag and head out the door. I take a few steps into the hallway before I forget something. Going back into the classroom, I walk to the teacher and ask "Uh...where's the darkroom?"

The teacher laughs before showing it to me on the map. I thank him and walk to the darkroom area. Once there, I'm a little confused on where the darkroom is. I ask someone what seems to be the equipment room, telling me it's behind the black drapes. Going through them, I can tell why they call it a darkroom.

"Hello?" I call out, but no one responds. I take a step forward and bump into something. Damn! How can anyone work in here? I'm about to call out again when I hear footsteps.

"Now that we determine the time, we can print that picture." I recognize Raymond's voice. Good! Time to spy on him.

"Yeah, but 200 seconds?" I'm a little surprise to recognize Keitaro's voice. What's he doing here?

"That happens sometimes." I can hear them moving around but still can't see them. Then I hear a click of some sort and see a small amount of light on the other side of the room. From the light, I see figures, knowing that it's Raymond and Keitaro. I slowly walk towards them when they begin to talk again.

"I've been meaning to ask you this. How are you able to find all of Su's spy gadgets?"

"Oh that. My mom made me paranoid growing up; so every time I enter my room, I check everywhere for anything strange." So that's how he does it?!

"You think you got them all?"

"Don't think so. They might have one or two spy things that I have over looked." At least the jerk doesn't know he has find them all.

"I think that's your paranoia talking. Anyway, what are you doing in this picture?"

"A few friends of mine and I were singing in the streets."

"Singing?! I thought that you, Mark and Steve hated karaoke!" Who are Mark and Steve? And how does Keitaro know them? At least I can now see in this darkroom.

"We do hate karaoke. But we like acappella."

"What?"

"Acappella. Haven't you heard of it before?" Keitaro shakes his head. I wonder myself what Raymond's talking about. "Well, acappella is when a person or group of people who sing without any instrumental accompaniment"

"That sounds like karaoke."

"It's not. That karaoke crap has that background music. Acappella only uses the voice." What? How dare he call karaoke crap!

"Oh really? Then let me hear you." I can see Raymond sweatdrop at the challenge.

"Please tell me your kidding." Keitaro crosses his arms as the light disappears.

"I never heard this acappella before. Come on, let me hear it!"

"All right! Just let me think of a song." He puts a hand on his chin, figuring out which song to do. "I can't do that one."

"Can't do what?"

"Well, I need the guys for the rhythm of the song."

"I think you're backing out. Come on, just sing it!" Raymond exhales in disbelief, dropping his head. He lifts it up immediately, snapping his fingers.

"Doo doo doo doo, doo-doo, do-wah! It doesn't matter what comes, fresh goes better in life, and Mentos is fresh and full of life. Nothing gets to you, staying fresh staying cool, with Mentos, fresh and full of life. Fresh goes better, Mentos freshness, fresh goes better with Mentos, fresh and full of life!"

Raymond starts laughing. Followed by Keitaro. I got to admit that he isn't that bad of a singer. He isn't good either, but watching him dance was just awful!

"Huh? Hello?" Raymond turns his head and walks towards me. "What? Naru?" I'm surprised he can recognize me in a room like this. I wondered how he knew I was watching him until I hear myself laughing.

"Yup! It's me." Slowly calming myself down, feeling a little light headed.

"What are you doing here?"

"I just added the class."

"You...added?" Raymond looks shocked and confused. "What are you doing here? I don't recall people majoring in Psychology needing to take photo classes?"

"So? Can't I be in a photo class while studying Psychology?" I defensibly say. True, I wouldn't want to be in this class since I'm constricting with my studies. But I just can't tell him 'I'm here to keep my eye on you.' At least I have a better excuse. "Besides, I want to take better pictures."

"I see. And Mr. Nishihira told you to come and see me?" I nod, but I hold my head. Boy! I guessed I laughed too hard or something. "Keitaro, can you develop the print for me?"

"Sure." He takes the paper and walks over the a table with all the chemicals in trays. Raymond walks over to the some kind of machine. I follow, feeling worst by the second.

"Normally I would teach you how to develop your film first before printing the picture, but since I already have the equipment out, I'll teach you this first." I can hear him explaining how to do the procedure, but this feeling is overpowering me.

My body feels like it's on fire. My head feels as if someone is pounding it like a drum. My stomach hurts and with each passing second the room is getting darker and darker. I close my eyes for a bit and when I open them, I'm surprised to see Keitaro looking at me. I look around and notice we are in another room since all the lights are on.

"What happen?"

"You fainted." I'm surprised. I wonder how that happen as Keitaro excuses himself to get Raymond. Once the two of them return, Raymond comes over to me, handing me a cup.

"Feeling better?" I nod, taking a slip of water. "That's good. I'm going to ask you a few questions. Did you feel dizzy? Was your stomach feeling upset? Were you hot? Did you have a headache?"

"Yes. I felt all those things."

"Are you feeling fine now?"

"Yes."

"How long were you in the darkroom?"

"I came in like a minute before you guys."

"So, about five minutes in there?" I nod as he breathes a sign of relief. He turns to Keitaro before turning back to me. "Well, I'm glad you're fine, but I'm afraid you can't take this class." I'm startle by his comment. I stand straight up, angrily.

"And how come? Just because I fainted? Listen, I'll be fine"

"No you won't. You fainted because you're apparently allergic to the photo chemicals in the air." I have never been allergic to anything before, so I'm surprise when he tells me this.

"I'm what?"

"Allergic. You said you felt sickly. Well, that the first sign you're allergic to it. I don't meet many people who are like this, but that's what they tell me."

"Can't I just take the pictures and have them develop at a photo place?" Raymond shakes his head.

"This class requires you to learn how to use the darkroom. You just can't go to a photo place and have them develop your negatives. You won't be learning anything."

"But I..."

"No buts. Listen...I can teach you how to take better pictures if you want. But you can't take this class. I don't want you risking your health over this. I'll tell Mr. Nishihira about your condition." He seems different, sounding like he actually cares about me. He doesn't seem like the guy we have known all week. Or is he hiding something?

"Thank you, Raymond."

"Don't mention it. Take all the time you need to recover. I still have to teach Keitaro a few more things. Can you make sure the door is locked when you leave?" I nod, watching the two of them leave. I sit in the chair, plotting another plan. Since it seems impossible to watch him at school, we might have to go back to watching him at home again. But I can't plan anything without the others. I get up and head home, hoping to get him soon.

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