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Till You Came Along- Chapter 2
A group of 3 friends are seen in a local Japanese restaurant. We see them talking and drinking wine. As one of them gulped down a cupful of the stuff, he winces. At this his friends started to tease him.
"No, I'm a real man now!" The victim declared. He had short black hair and wore a pair of somewhat dorky glasses, basically your normal teenager.
"Yeah, sure you are." Sitting next to the black haired man, a chubby guy, presumably his friend, smirked. The chubby guy had orange-brownish hair and also wore glasses. The first man glared at him, making the chubby guy laugh.
"Hahaha… Anyway, welcome back Keitaro." This is said by a third guy, who had a slightly lighter shade of orange-brownish hair than the second man. He as well had glasses. The one now known as Keitaro swiveled around to face the other guy and his anger evaporated immediately.
"Yeah well… Thanks I guess… How have things been without me huh Haitani?" Keitaro smiled mischievously at his friend, who happened to be the tallest of the three. Haitani chuckled.
"What if I say…. It was a lot more fun without you here?" The chubby guy asked, grinning.
"Shirai! You're so mean!" Keitaro glared once again his shorter friend. Haitani just laughed and shook his head. 'Nothing changed… hehe… good to have you back Keitaro.'
Just then Keitaro's cell phone started ringing. Keitaro dug into his jeans and pulled it out.
"Hello?"
"It's your mother. Keitaro, are you at your grandmother's house yet? You haven't seen her for a year now!" Keitaro winced at his mother's harsh tone.
"Really? That long?"
"REALLY! Anyway, you know her son just passed away. You should go comfort her. She thinks you're very much like him and besides she has a girl to introduce to you."
"What? I don't even look like her son! Besides, I hate it when she rubs my face and kisses me. Also, I know what kind of girls she likes. Tell her no thanks!" Keitaro answered, his anger mounting. He shut his cell and resumed eating, ignoring the looks of his very bewildered friends.
Later, at the subway station, a somewhat weary-looking Keitaro dragged himself to the platform. As the train approached, he happened to see an attractive girl with reddish-blond hair and a great figure. He couldn't see her face but, she was couldn't have been more than 24. She was dangerously swaying near the edge of the platform. It was obvious she was going to get hurt if she didn't step backwards. In panic, Keitaro pulled her backwards just in time, his heart hammering in his chest. The girl looked at him, staring blankly as Keitaro gave her a disapproving look. After a while, Keitaro looked away as does the girl. The door opened and the both stepped into the train.
In the train, Keitaro moved to the opposite side of the train, leaning on the closed doors. He watched the girl closely through half-lidded eyes. The girl is standing opposite Keitaro at the opposite pair of doors. A middle-aged man suddenly appeared out of nowhere and stopped next to the girl. The girl glanced at him for minute. Then, pushing her hair away from her face, she turned her gaze to the young man sitting in the seat next to her.
"Hey! Get up and offer your seat to the elder!" The young man looked up at her with a bemused look that said 'What's it to you? You crazy?' He resumed looking at his magazine. Seeing this, the girl suddenly whacks him on the head. The gum the guy was chewing popped out of his mouth and onto his magazine. The girl smirked as the guy glared up at her. Keitaro looked on with surprise and interest. 'whoa…'
The girl continued to stare at the young man with a valiant face as if daring him to disobey her. After a second, the man shook his head, took his bag and walked away. The girl smiled, satisfied. The senior gave the girl an appreciative smile and sat down. The girl just nodded, still smiling. Keitaro continued watching quietly.
Some time later, the girl started to look sick and uncomfortable. She seemed to be trying to keep from throwing up. Keitaro looked on with disgust. Suddenly, the girl threw up, all over the elder's hair or, as we see a second later, his wig. The man takes his wig off as the vomit smothered it. Holding it in front of him, he stared with a mixture of disgust and surprise and also a tortured look on his face.
The girl threw up again, this time on his balding head and his vest as well. We could see the vomit dripping onto his pants at this point. The scene has everyone staring. The girl started to waver. Seconds before she fell into a faint, she turned to Keitaro and managed a 'honey' directed at him, or at least everyone thought so. The elderly man glared at Keitaro.
"Come here! Clean this up!"
"Me?" Keitaro squeaked reluctantly, pointing to himself in astonishment.
"Yes! Come on! Get your ass here!" Keitaro hurried over, conscious of the many eyes focused on him. He proceeded to take of his sweater, looking at the vomit with much less than a happy face, and started wiping the man with it. After a while, he reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet.
"Here. I'll provide for the cleaning expenses." The man surveyed Keitaro for a while before he smacked him on the shoulder. Keitaro literally got knocked back a few inches by the force.
"No, that's fine. Just… just.. take better care of her." At this, Keitaro eyed the girl and sighed, thinking about how bad his luck was.
Keitaro is seen carrying the sleeping girl on his back. He is also carrying two bags. Anyone with a heart would certainly feel sorry for the young man. Walking unsteadily with the extra weight, he managed to stumble to a nearby bench. He set the girl down and speed-walked away quickly. A few minutes later he trudged back and dropped the girl's bag down next to her. He then quickly strode away.
At the exit, he is about to leave the subway when his sympathetic, considerate side got the better of him. He sighed and crouched, attempting to go under the bars in order to save money. A guard passing by saw this and tapped Keitaro on the shoulder. Keitaro turned around, and hanging his head in apology and embarrassment, went over to the subway card booth to buy a new card.
Keitaro is carrying the girl again. We hear him saying something like 'Why isn't there a taxi when you need it?' as he crossed the street. Keitaro could feel eyes on him every step he took. His face burned at the amused smiles that he saw. It seemed like forever before he got to the building he was headed for, but it finally came into view. Sighing in relief, he headed inside the hotel. Once inside the building, he headed for the receptionist. Reaching him, Keitaro inquired if there were any more rooms. The man took out a chain of keys, flipping through them slowly, as if enjoying Keitaro's discomfort.
"4F."
"What! Don't you have any on the first floor," Keitaro asked pleadingly as he shifted under the girl's weight.
"4F," the man repeated stubbornly. Keitaro sighed and motioned for the man to put the keys in his pocket since his hands were occupied. The walk up seemed like eternity to Keitaro, but in reality, it was less than two minutes. As Keitaro reached 4F, he removed one hand awkwardly, grabbed the key in his pocket and thrust it into the keyhole. A click is heard as the door opened.
Keitaro scanned the room and, sighting a bed, immediately rushed over, set the girl on it. He then settled down next to the bed, leaning his aching back against the wall and breathing heavily. As his heartbeat slowed to a steady rhythm, a knock on the door is heard followed by the opening of the door. The man from the reception desk came in and introduced himself as the hotel's owner. Keitaro, too tired to move, stayed in his sitting position, while he nodded to acknowledge the owner's introduction.
"Check?" The owner implored. Keitaro nodded weakly and practically crawled over to the owner. Then, he took out a check book and scribbled some things on it. When he finished, he ripped the check out and handed it to the awaiting owner. The man accepted the check happily and left the room. Keitaro stared blankly as the door closed behind the owner for quite a while before he realized what he was doing. He spared a glance at the sleeping girl and shook his head. The young man looked at his ruined sweater lying on the ground then, looked at the bathroom and decided to take a shower to wash away all the sweat and vomit.
Keitaro cracked open the bathroom door and almost has a heart attack as the light above him automatically turned on. Seeing nothing out of the ordinary, he let out a sigh of relief. Then, covering his private part, he rushed over to a stack of towels. As he is covering himself up with them, the door opened with a loud bang. Keitaro turned around quickly to find himself face to face with two police officers with guns aimed directly at his head.
T.B.C
Oooooo well dat's chapter 2. R&R for more!
-Teenslayer