((helloooo! Wow! Can you believe it! Chapter four! I'm so happy you've all R&R'd this story. It means oh so much to me! I started this as soon as I woke up this morning, after just finishing chapter 3 late last night. I was so tired! Well, enjoy! And please review!))
Disclaimer: I don't own gravitation, if I did, Kyoko would have forced her way into the real story and had her way with her stalkee by now. But, unfortunately for Kyoko-chan, me no own.
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The next night, Kyoko and Tatsuha were leaving a small crowded restaurant, after being told there were no spare tables. They'd been suggested to that they wait, but Kyoko simply said to Tatsuha that she wasn't going to wait 'for some rickety table in a minus five star restaurant to eat food riddled with aids' with Tatsuha. Tatsuha laughed so hard at that comment, that he was still laughing as they were leaving.
"Hehe, riddled with aids! Hahaha!" Tatsuha laughed.
"It wasn't that funny," Kyoko barked at him, and Tatsuha stopped laughing.
"So, what are we going to do now?" Tatsuha asked. Koyko took a quick glance around at their surroundings. She spotted a club she'd been several times before. They knew her quite well there, by now. Famous people often went there, and that's where Kyoko would see them at their best, or their worst. She saw a man in a baseball cap. Even the crummy disguise didn't fool Kyoko. She was too good for that.
'Doesn't Tatsuha have on obsession with Ryuichi Sakuma…?' without telling Tatsuha where they were going, she started to walk over to the club.
"Hey! Wait up!" Tatsuha called after her, running to catch up with her. "Hey, Kyoko, where are we going?" Tatsuha asked, but Kyoko didn't answer him.
Kyoko walked into the club with ease, but Tatsuha was stopped.
"I.D," said the bouncer. Tatsuha didn't know what to do. He wasn't used to being asked for I.D.
"He's with me," Kyoko said without looking back. The bouncer looked at her suspiciously, but when Kyoko turned around and glared at the bouncer, he stopped.
"S-sorry Miss O-Oohira," the bouncer stuttered, letting Tatsuha pass. Tatsuha followed Kyoko.
"That was cool, I've only ever seen Eiri give someone that glare and get their way. That was real cool," Tatsuha said, as he and Kyoko walked inside.
'He's only seen Eiri do that before…?' Kyoko smiled to herself.
"You should smile more often, Kyoko," Tatsuha said to her, and she merely ignored the comment. She walked over to the bar.
"The usual Miss Oohira?" the bartender asked.
"Please," Kyoko replied, and the bartender went to get her drink.
"Wow, you must come here often if the bartender knows your drink," Tatsuha stated.
"You could say that," Kyoko said, as the bartender came up.
"I'm afraid he's not here tonight, Miss Oohira, but I think his friends are," the bartender said. Tatsuha gave the bartender, then Kyoko a confused look.
"Who was he talking about, Kyoko?" Tatsuha asked her.
"No-one," Kyoko barked, and Tatsuha left it at that. Tatsuha ordered himself a drink. And was about to sit beside Kyoko at the bar, when he heard someone call his name.
"Tatsu-kun!" Ryuichi called, and Tatsuha spun around.
"Sakuma-san!" Tatsuha called out like the fan-boy he is. The aging singer signalled him to go over to where he was, and Tatsuha complied without hesitation, leaving Kyoko to sit at the bar on her own.
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Several hours later, Ryuichi left, and Tatsuha stumbled back over to Kyoko, thoroughly drunk.
"Ya know? Your real purdy," he said, words slurred. Kyoko rolled her eyes. 'I think it's about time I took him home,' she thought to herself. Sighing, Kyoko said,
"Come on, Tatsuha, time to go home," she put Tatsuha's arm over her shoulders, and put one of hers around his waist, to support him as they left. The bartender gave her a nod as she left, and one of the bouncer's helped her carry Tatsuha outside. Taking out her cell phone, Kyoko called for a taxi.
She heard snoring from her right side, and looked to see Tatsuha asleep on her shoulder. Cursing to herself until the taxi arrived, Kyoko shoved him inside first, not caring if she woke him, then climbed in beside him. She gave the taxi driver an address while she did up both her and Tatsuha's seatbelts. ((Kyoko: you must always wear your seatbelt. +Riku nods+))
Arriving at the apartment block, Kyoko, with the help of the driver, took Tatsuha out of the taxi. Precariously, Kyoko brought Tatsuha to their destination. Eiri Yuki's apartment.
Knocking on the door, Kyoko straightened up, fixing her hold on Tatsuha. Receiving no answer, Kyoko knocked again.
"Be there in a sec!" called a voice from the other side of the door. A moment later, someone with pink hair, answered the door.
"Oh! Kyoko! What are you doing here?" Shuichi asked. He noticed Tatsuha. "Tatsuha! What happened!" Shuichi exclaimed.
"He just had a little too much to drink," Kyoko said to Shuichi. Shuichi took Tatsuha's other side, and the two of them brought Tatsuha inside, lying him down on the couch. Sighing, Shuichi looked down at the sleeping teenager.
"I'm sorry about this, Kyoko," Shuichi said. "Thanks a lot for bringing him home,"
"It was no trouble," Kyoko said, a smile on her face. Shuichi flashed her a grin, before looking uneasily at the flashing digital clock.
"Wow, it's 5.15, you two were out real late," Shuichi commented. "There's a spare futon, would you like to use that? It's far too late for you to be going home," taken back by the offer; Kyoko didn't know what to say.
'Me? Staying here? Oh, this is too good to be true!'
"If it is no trouble," she said to Shuichi, giving him a bow.
"No! It's no trouble at all! It's the least we can do for bringing Tatsuha home!" Shuichi said.
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The next morning, Kyoko awoke earlier than she would have liked. Everyone else was still asleep. She took out her laptop ((Kyoko: yes, I brought it with me, I never leave without it)) and started finishing off her interview with Shuichi. She may not like her boss, and may not show him that much respect, but she didn't want to take the risk of getting fired.
Just as she finished it off with her own comments on the singer, she heard some stumbling in the kitchen.
"Huh?" Kyoko said. 'What's that noise…?' Kyoko stood up, and walked into the kitchen. She saw Shuichi reaching up for a pan in a press, and had to stop herself from laughing. It was well known that the singer of Bad Luck was a terrible cook, and Kyoko didn't want her first morning in this apartment to result in having to call the fire department.
"Need some help?" Kyoko asked, startling Shuichi.
"Oh! Kyoko! I didn't realise you were up! You should get more sleep, you were out so late last night," Shuichi said.
"I'm okay," Kyoko said, walking over to Shuichi. "How about I cook breakfast and you sit down and relax," Kyoko suggested, placing her hands on Shuichi's shoulders, and leading him over to the kitchen table.
"Oh! No, it's fine," Shuichi, told her.
"No, I insist," Kyoko, said, smiling at Shuichi. Unable to come up with anything to continue the argument, Shuichi sat down on a chair, and watched as Kyoko prepared breakfast.
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((Cliffhanger! Okay, not really, I just couldn't come up with anything else. I'll try and update soon. Once I get rid of the writer's block big brother +pokes writers block+ what did ya's think of THIS chapter? I wonder if it was all that good of an idea to let Kyoko cook…
Kyoko glares at Riku+ Kyoko: you know I'm a good cook, Riku.
Riku: heehee, I know! I'm only joshing with you, Kyoko-chan!
Well, until next time! Bai bai!))
