HAHA! God I love that song! –points down to chapter title- it just makes me laugh! And I'm soooo very sorry that I hadn't uploaded on this in a while. September is usually a very dull month for me…. And plus I had some things going on… unrequited love is a bitch isn't it? Oh well I'm halfway over it now :D
Chapter 22: Thnks Fr Th Mmrs
Kyle Rondart, was probably the most annoying man on the planet… to me anyway. But, apparently, he was well liked among the other prostitutes. Most in fact would kill to have him buy them for a whole night.
I sighed, shifting my weight, and waited for Kyle to enter the room.
Generally in movies that have prostitutes in them, although I can't say that I've seen very many of them, but I've seen enough, there's always a character that gets infatuated with him/her. They'd swear their love to the whore, and claim that they'd take them away from that life. But when the time comes they never fall through.
And that was basically how Kyle was. It was more annoying then anything. I'd known from the beginning that they were empty promises. So I couldn't say that I was disappointed, because I wasn't. And really what would I even do outside of this world? Its all I knew what to do.
"Sorry to keep you waiting." Kyle's voice announced his presence. "Turns out Ashura wouldn't take a credit card, so I had to write a check."
I made a noise in the back of my throat. "So what are we going to be doing for the next couple of hours?" I asked, though I really didn't want to know.
Kyle chuckled, and slipped on an easy smile. He stepped closer to me. "Well as much as I'd like you ravish you for the next seven hours," I shivered involuntarily when he said the word 'ravish', and my face heated up. "I believe that a change of scenery would be best. Our last meeting was too short and too long ago. If you'll permit it I'd like to take you out on a little date."
I thought for a moment. If I let him take me out, I'd be spending my very first date with a guy didn't like. Well it was either agreeing to that or spend the next seven hours having sex with a guy I didn't like…. And while I was used to that, I couldn't see any harm in agreeing to go out on a date with him.
I shrugged, released my bottom lip from between my teeth, and let out a low sigh. "Sure, why not?"
Kyle smiled again, his glasses gleaming in the dim light.
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"So is there anywhere that you would like to go?" Kyle asked, glancing over at me, before returning his eyes back to the road.
I shrugged, not giving the question much thought. "No not really." I replied, keeping my gaze out the window. I could see him frown lightly in the corner of my eye, his eyebrows furrowing slightly over his glasses, but it was gone quickly.
"Well how about we make this like a real date and go get something to eat? And maybe a movie?" He suggested, hopefully.
This I actually stop to think over. The food did sound good, even though it'd probably just come back up. But I wasn't too sure about the movie part. You know, dark room, not many people there if you go to the cheap theater, or to a movie everyone's seen.
"I'm not 'servicing' you in a theater." I warned, wishing I could glare at him, but Ashura would flip if he ever found out and my body was filled with enough scars as is. And I'd rather be beat for refusing to do something, and for giving someone the 'evil eye'.
I glanced over at Kyle and registered his shocked face, which meant that he probably hadn't thought of it before.
He began laughing then, his chuckles drowning out the low hum of the radio, that I had insisted he turn on. "My, my, just what kinda thoughts did that man drill into your head?" he asked, reaching up and threading his hand through my hair. I resisted the impulse to pull away, and let him play with my hair, while he drove with one hand. "You weren't nearly as perverted back then." He chuckled again, ruffling my hair a bit. "But that was a year or two ago wasn't it."
"It was three," I replied, and immediately wished I hadn't.
He smirked. "Have you been counting the days since I left?" He teased, but I really didn't feel like being mocked at the moment.
I glared at him this time, consequences be damned, slapped his hand away, and returned to looking out of the window. I knew that it had been three years since I'd last seen him because I'd still been sixteen back then.
He sighed. "I'm sorry. I should have remembered that you don't like being teased." He apologized, placing a comforting hand on my back. He sighed again, when I didn't respond. "So… where would you like to go eat?" He asked, hoping to lighten the mood.
I shrugged. "Chinese food sound good…" I mumbled. But then Chinese food almost always sounded good to me, plus it was something else I could (kinda) keep down.
"Alright then," Kyle said, "I know a pretty good Chinese place, but it's in the next town over, do you mind?" He asked, turning towards me slightly.
I shrugged, but nodded anyway, and let him take me out of the town. It should be fun… even if it was with him, I hadn't gone out of this town in a while.
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My pocket vibrated as soon as I sat down. I smiled politely at the man who placed the menu in front of Kyle and me, and ignored the small blush that appeared on his face as I dug into my pocket for my phone.
Flipping my phone up, I discovered that the message was from Fai.
Yuuuui~! …I'm bored…Entertain me!
I rolled my eyes, and flipped the menu open for a second, before I turned back to the phone.
I can't. I'm busy cleaning; Ashura wants me to clean the living room AND the kitchen :'( I responded, sending it to him.
I was about to put my phone up, as I had noticed that Kyle was getting a little impatient, when I got an idea. Might as well test out that new phone number I had gotten the other day.
With a mischievous smirk, that Kyle raising an eyebrow at, I quickly sent a quick message to the number. I placed my phone in between my legs and glanced back at the menu. Hmm… Chicken Chow mien sounds good…
"What was that look for?" Kyle asked, looking up at me from above his menu.
"Oh, nothing." I replied, brushing off the question, and giving him my best Fai smile. He blinked a little shocked, but smiled back at me.
My phone vibrated, and I opened the message.
From: Kuro-chan
How the hell did you get this number?
I couldn't stop the slight laugh that left my lips, and quickly typed back that I had gotten it from Tomoyo. Which was true. She'd practically stolen my phone just to put it in there. And I wasn't going to delete it anytime soon. Messing with this guy is fun…
The waiter returned, and took our orders, paying more attention to me than he was to Kyle. I stuffed my phone back into my pocket, after setting it on silent. It was pretty rude to be texting with someone when you were supposed to be on a 'date' with someone else.
"You know, you're very beautiful when you smile." Kyle commented, taking a small sip of the wine he had pulled some strings to get, (by handing the waiter a couple of twenties).
I paused, the fork halfway to my mouth, and blinked. "Umm…. Merci."(1) I said feeling heat come into my cheeks; it wasn't very often i got told I was pretty... though Fai did like to call me cute at times.
"You're welcome." He said politely, picking up his chopsticks and began eating.
The rest of our meal was silent, except for the occasional comments from Kyle. I ate very little, not wanting to spend most of the evening throwing up. I felt a little bad though, for putting some of the food on a cloth napkin once Kyle had turned away. Those poor people who have to clean that up…
When we finally left the sun was down, and Kyle staggering a bit, from all the alcohol. I felt a little queasy, both from the food not agreeing with me, and the thought of getting in the car with a slightly drunk man. But it looked like he could walk just fine if he needed too…
I fished out my phone when we got back to the car, and answered the texts that I had gotten from Kurogane and Fai.
I declined Kyles offer to go catch a movie. It wouldn't be anymore comfortable if he were sober anyway.
We might as well just end this night anyway. I glanced at the clock; it was 8:40. We'd spent almost all our time on the drive here, and about an hour or so eating.
And now there was only 4 hours left. God I wished time would speed up….
1)Merci- French for 'Thank you' if you didn't know