Like A Boy?

Chapter 5

(A/N): Ha-ha, you got to love that last cliffhanger in Chapter 4, huh xblood kittenx. But, this is for you, so you can breathe again, and thanks for the review... This Chapter is going to be dealing with Kenji the most and his situation, so enjoy, I guess. Oh and the biggest shout-out goes to , you ALWAYS come in handy for me. :3

Flashback...

Once Uriko and the guest left his humble facility, Kenji sat back on the Living Room Couch, with his glass of Tropicana Berry Punch sitting in front of him as he watched some T.V. About a few minutes into the movie, he took a sip of his Cold Juice before placing it back onto the table while glancing over to the opposite side of the Couch, thinking about Uriko. If she were there with him, right now; instead of helping her mother run the family store (Technically, Uriko wasn't. She just used that as an excuse to get away from Kenji, and impersonate Andrew for her later date that night.) She would be snuggled under him, watching the same thing he was watching, while talking or slowly falling asleep. Kenji half-smiled to himself, before growing extremely desolated; wishing he had somebody there with him; technically a certain somebody, so he can have some kind of companionship. Bored and suffering depression, Kenji slightly angry, grabbed the dark remote, and forcefully clicked the T.V. Off, before tossing it to his side, locking his jaw, furrowed his eyebrows a bit, and blinked two or three times. Sighing, he reached for his phone, and was just about to call Uriko, when he realized her mother's temper when she noticed how... Close they were. He opened his eyes wide for a second, before he swiftly put his phone back on the arm rest, and retracted his hand back. He would call Yugo, but he was probably hanging out with Alice or something, maybe even taking care of his business at his job. Kenji was just about to get up out of his seat, when he saw something gleaming on the floor, reaching for the inanimate object, he spotted the 14k ¼ inch size, diamond ring; it had 2 ¼ inch waves of diamonds on top of the diamond and under the diamond, with the center having a massive one, and on the sides of the massive diamond was 2 similar, tiny diamond incrusted flowers. He remembered the ring from before, he went to one of the many stores in Japan and purchased it, he wanted to give it to Uriko before she left, and the guest showed up, but he couldn't muster up the strength to actually get on one knee and purpose. He was ready for this, he known her almost their whole lives, they were completely compatible, so why not? He loved her; she loved him, so why can't they take it to the next level? Besides the fact, that even though they've been dating for only a short while, he just had a feeling that this was what was best for their relationship. Thinking about actually getting on one knee and purposing to Uriko, he smiled eagerly, and thought, 'Hey, why not? What's the worst that can happen...?' Fist-ting the ring and smiling he got off the Couch, and walked over to the bathroom to take a quick shower.

Turning the water on hot but warm enough not to torch his skin, he removed all attire and stepped in, enjoying the tender sensation of water on his skin. Marinating his hair, and his body, he allowed the water to sprinkle all over his face, when Angie flashed through his mind. He put his head back straight and opened his eyes, suddenly upset. He hated Angie, all the months he spent in a sorry relationship, and for what? A once proud heart, now deceived? What possessed him to even want to date Angie, besides the fact that she looked good? He thought back to the time he asked her out. He was on his way to finally ask Uriko out when some stuck up; jock appeared from around her, and put his hand on her shoulder. Uriko told Kenji that he was her new boyfriend, and that made Kenji's confident heart give out on him. He half-smiled at her. "Yeah, so what did you want to tell me?" Uriko asked him after she told him that the stuck up, jock was her new boyfriend.

"Umm, yeah... I was... Just going to tell you... That, um..." Kenji couldn't think of something quick and off the top of his head, when Uriko tilted her head slightly at him. Kenji glanced around and noticed a group of girls hanging around the other side of the Hallway, and that's when he noticed Angie starring at him, provocatively. "That I'm dating Angie." Uriko's mouth fell and so did the jock. Kenji looked at Angie, he; didn't know at the time about her reputation. Fingering her to come close to him, she happily grabbed a hold of his arm, and the jock, Uriko was dating; removed his arm from around Uriko's shoulder, before raising his voice at Angie. "Jeez, you definitely get around, don't you? You were just with me the other day, and now you got another boyfriend?" Uriko looked at him, and backed away, while Kenji did the same to Angie. Angie laughed out loud, before responding. "Don't hate on me because we aren't together anymore. I left you because you were a stuck up, jerk... Come on, new boyfriend! We need to catch up on things." Angie pulled Kenji by his forearm. Uriko saw the two walk away, before looking at her now ex, jock of a boyfriend. Walking away from him, he tried to apologize to Uriko, but she wouldn't hear it. A few months into their relationship, Kenji knew that Angie was an egotistical, sex addict. She would ask him constantly if they can do it, or try to do some provocative things so they can do it, but Kenji wouldn't give in, thanks to Uriko. Even though he was dating Angie, Uriko had his heart, and messing around with Angie wouldn't denounce it. Not to mention, everybody, including Uriko told him about what she did, who she did, and how she did it, which involved pictures, and movies. So, that definitely didn't make him even consider to touch her. She grew tired of forcefully being celibate for the few months that she was dating him, so she went around and had her own fun. Even though Kenji was desperately in love with his best-chick friend, he had to remain focus on the matter at hand, which involved his current girlfriend, because somewhere under all that whore-ish behavior, he felt like she can see things from his point of view, and change just for him. But... obviously, it didn't. That day his friends showed him the sex tape with her and like 8 guys, pushed his last tolerance button. He kind of thought he loved Angie at one point, because she stopped her behavior one time for at least a month; of course, Kenji still didn't touch her; but he wasn't in love. Anyway, when he saw the tape, and she told him that she might be pregnant with his baby, Kenji flipped out. He knew damn well that you can't get pregnant if you and your partner never did it; the two never even kissed or held hands through their entire relationship, because it was only based on sex with that chick. He broke up with her, for real this time, on that same day, and since then it seemed like Uriko was finally acknowledging him that she was the one, he asked her if she wanted to be his girl, in which she accepted later that evening.

Sighing, Kenji fetched his rag, and combined it with the gentle soap bar. Placing the bar back on the soap dish, after lathering the wet-cloth to the extent of suffocating any remaining space left on it, he massaged the cloth onto his skin; in a rubbing kind of way. Washing his body from all the filthy memories with his ex, he hoped that today was the last day he would have to deal with any Angie issues, and prayed that he and Uriko can enjoy the love life they have ahead of them. Rinsing off completely and ringing out the rag, he grabbed the Shampoo bottle and started on his head. Massaging and scratching the scalp, he ran his fingers through his onyx color hair, and rinsed out the contents remaining in his hair, before he switched over to the Conditioner. After scrubbing and constant rubbing of the Conditioner, Kenji rinsed that out of his hair once again, before retrieving his towel and turning the Shower handle off. Pulling the Shower Door open, he walked away from that section in the bathroom; simultaneously, drying his still very wet body. Walking out of the bathroom and going for his jet black pants with a wife beater, he put the damp towel on his head, hanging off his shoulders and down his back as he put the extremely dark pants on. Drying off each section of his hair, he walked to a nearby mirror, and glanced at his lean, muscular chest. Thinking about all he did in his past to get a fit, muscular body as that made his anger rise, and his hypnotic Amber eyes, slowly receded to a dry blood, crimson color. Shaking his head and thinking about other things other than his past life, his once bright eyes left the severely dark crimson, back to the remotely beautiful, yellowish-brown color they once were. Nodding in agreement, to his current mood, Kenji pulled the Towel off his head and strapped it around his shoulders, when he heard the Door. Slowly jogging to the Doorway, he didn't even bother looking through the window to see who it was, instead he opened it, hoping to see the only chick he's been strangely lusting over in his alone time. But, becoming lugubriously unappeased while simultaneously struck by pure consternation, he laid slightly pale Amber eyes on the one and definitely only, Angie.

"What the fu... Angie! What the hell are you doing over here?" Kenji asked questioningly, he noticed Angie's little smirk when she saw his half nakedness, considering she never actually had a chance to see that wicked body for herself. Letting out a little sound that sounded like 'woo', she looked at Kenji deep in his eyes, before cupping her Blond, cut-evenly, around the waist, hair and placing it behind her back. "I'm here to see you, duh!" She said before walking straight into his House, ignoring that he didn't even invite her in. Grabbing her forearm, and turning her to him, she could see the dangerous lights, flaring off in his dry bloody, crimson eyes. "Get out! First off, I never invited you in here, and second off, you know I don't want nothing to do with you..."

"Kenji! My love..." Angie began, cupping his face with her non-captive hand. "You invited me in earlier, and I guess I missed the part when you told me to leave, so I think that means I'm still allowed to enter, no matter if you say so or not." Removing his hand from the door, he forcefully tore her hand away from his face, and careful enough not to lose his control over his anger, he spoke to her low but with so much control that it was vigorous enough to shatter a innocent soul, I mean, more shattered than Zoey Redbird's soul when Kalona killed Heath. "Don't play that game with me..." Angie's body tensed, but that quickly went away, as she gave him a fake smile, and pulled out of his grasp while proceeding to his Couch, in order to make herself feel welcome and get comfortable with how scared she was, due to Kenji's awkward eye's, touch and voice. "Oh, calm down, Kenji. Your acting like I'm going to do something to you, I just came here to talk..."

Kenji threw his arms out and rolled his eyes up to the ceiling. 'Oh, I wasn't expecting that!' Kenji thought, sarcastically. She patted the seat next to her, when she noticed Kenji's eye color was in between that crucial image of Crimson, and the passionate, beauty of Amber. He didn't listen to what her hand gestured, but instead sat on the end of the arm rest, on the Couch across the other side of the room; arms folded of course. She sighed, while shaking her head with Purple eye's holding hard on Kenji's. "You don't trust me do you?" She asked, leaning back with her arms extended along the Couch.

"I didn't know it was that obvious..." Kenji said back, sarcastically, rolling his eyes with annoyance. All he wanted to know was why was she here, and what did she want?

"Kenji..." Angie said with her head tilted to the side, and a kiddy smile of shyness. Pissed off with Angie at his place and sick of looking at her disgusting face, he took the Towel wrapped around his neck, threw it on the Couch, while speaking with loud vocal's of pure power, in which made her jump. "Damn it, Angie! I'm not playing! What do you want? Huh? Why are you here? What part of were done don't you get!"

Angie let her restless arms down and fall in between her legs as she dropped her head and said, "But I miss you..."

Kenji threw out his hands and rolled his eyes to the ceiling, again, except this time he spoke out loud. "I knew this shit was coming!" {(A/N): Hey, you know if you reword the word 'this' you can actually use all four words and make a whole cuss word, such as shit. Huh? That was just out of random, I had to do it, and I just noticed that.} Kenji looked at her with hard eyes, "You're so predictable, it's embarrassing."

Angie didn't think twice about what she was about to say. "I'm predictable! That's bull! I know damn well I'm not that predictable to you, than you are to me! You decided to dump me for some feeble minded, chick, that you jump to for support when shit don't seem right for you! And if that wasn't enough, think about the reason as to why you dumped me! A sex tape, really? Did you even think that they might have edited it into some kind of movie so it would seem like I actually cheated..."

"Here we go with this shit again! You've been using that same excuse on me ever since you started cheating…" Kenji started marking off each notational reminder on each individual finger as he proceeded to continue. "Somebody was editing you in a video to make it seem like you've been cheating. Yes, I did do it, but I was thinking about you the entire time. That underwear or bra isn't mine because I don't wear that brand or it's too big or too small. That can't be true because I'll never do that to you. I love you too much, so why would you even come at me like I was planning on cheating on you. You son of a bitch, why would you go through my stuff like they belong to you? You're acting like a baby. Somebody I know told me that you were sleeping with that chick Uriko, or her friend, so I figured why not get what's been coming for you... Angie, I heard all these lying statements before with you! Shit, the least you can do is give me something better, at least that'll hurt less! Also you're wrong, I made the stupid mistake to pretend to be dating you when Uriko was dating that jock, but the mistake I didn't make was falling in love with her, not falling for you, not sleeping with you, and leaving you! You're not going to disrespect Uriko like this anymore because I moved on. What's done is done between me and you. Grow the fuck up, and leave me alone. I don't know why you can't comprehend that shit."

Kenji was making his way to the door, when Angie spoke up. "Fine, I'll leave you and your little girlfriend alone, Kenji, for good this time."

That statement that Angie said made Kenji stop dead in his tracks, and turn around to look at her. For some reason a piece of his mind told him to continue to the door and escort her out of his House, but his body decided to obsolete what his mind requested to do. Instead, Kenji folded his arms over his chest and gave her a questioning look. "Where are you getting at with this? You got to be planning something; you never give in that easily." With keen eyes, such as his, he saw that Angie's face was slightly changing from its pale features to a pinch of pink, around her eyes, her cheeks and her nose. She didn't sniffle or anything, so it couldn't be a fake cry, but she was grabbing her hair rather roughly, tossing it behind her back, and fanning herself like she was about to pass out. This made Kenji look at her like she was crazy, but he didn't say anything at that moment. Sweat began to fall from the side of her face, and the fairly light pink color that planted her face was now becoming brighter and more visible. That's when Kenji rouse up the strength to ask her, "What's wrong with you?"

"I think I'm going to pass out, can I get some water or something?" Kenji was just about to say something, but stopped; he just shook his head and went to the Kitchen for a bottle of water. Going back into the Living Room, he saw that Angie's face was getting redder by the second and was sweating more that a sheep under the thick mounds of wool they produce. She took the bottle water graciously, and drowned the entire bottle in less than 7 seconds. But that didn't stop her face becoming dark with red; Kenji was starting to freak out, what the heck was going on? He put his hand on her forehead and almost jumped back with how hot she was getting. Not thinking twice about what he was getting ready to do, he carried her; bridal style, to his bathroom. Sitting her on the nearby toilet, he placed the extremely lukewarm water in the tub before putting her in there, with her too small clothes. She squealed at the coldness in the water, and shivered profusely, while Kenji threw water all over her, so he could cool her body down, which meant getting her always straight hair wet. When he saw some color come back to her face, he sighed with relief. Leaving her with a Towel, he walked into the Living Room, giving her privacy so she can take off her clothes, dry off, and place them in a bag, but not before handing her some of his clothes so she can go home. Taking a seat, he didn't know what to do now that Angie was at his place, his mind was so far off with how he would ever explain this to Uriko if she found out, that he grabbed his Juice and finished off the entire glass; from nervous thoughts, as he walked over to the Kitchen and put it away, before making a sandwich and eating it in the Kitchen. Taking a seat again, he rubbed his eyes from tiredness, considering he didn't really go to sleep yesterday, when he and Uriko reunited with each other. He thought about her and how did she know about him going out and whatever, he was thinking about it so much that it eventually took effect, and he was finding himself slowly falling asleep. He felt himself kind of wake up when Angie walked back into the Living Room looking like herself again, but with a Towel strapped around her still wet body. Kenji couldn't really focus on what was going on, his eyes weren't just heavy, but his body was limp from draining his energy to fight back and stay awake but fatigue was still passionately sweeping over him like it didn't care how much he tried to force himself out of that state. He heard Angie ask if he was alright, but that was all he could make out, when he felt his tongue go numb, and his mouth hard to work with. What the heck?

He could see Angie smiling before reproaching him, and taking a seat on his lap. He tried to use his hands and push her off of him, but he was so tired it was hard to actually do anything. Angie ran her hands up his chest, and lowered his eyes to a close. She began to massage his tense muscles, when his heavy eyelids opened again, only low enough. She ignored that and began kissing his cheeks while running her hands down his well-built chest. He was whispering something to her, it kind of sounded like stop, but there were sternly strong, groans after it, so she couldn't really tell. She pulled back, gently pulling on his hands to touch every curve of her voluptuous body; towel off of course, as she allowed his useless limp hands to travel around her naked flesh. He didn't want to feel like he's was being taken advantage of, so he tried to fight back, but his hands were so useless, that he ended up squeezing parts of her skin, and that made her moan. Once he heard the sound, his mind went blank, and all he thought about was Uriko. He thought about how one of her boyfriend's had pushed her one day when they were attending a House Party, and that made Kenji mad. He jumped up, and started to defend his best friend, pushing the guy back, and punching him in the jaw making him fall. Kenji was so engulfed with the past thought, that in reality, his claws started protruding out of his nails, and the once limp body he had, fought through the strange feeling, and sliced at the guy in front of him.

"OUCH!" Was what he heard from the guy, but it sounded like a girl's voice. The guy Kenji was fighting went away almost instantly, and Uriko appeared in front of him. "That really hurt, Kenji!" Uriko said.

"Oh man. I'm sorry, Uriko." Kenji said, trying to reach out to her, but as he got close, she went back. She looked at him, "What was that for anyway?" She asked.

"I-I don't know." Kenji stuttered as he glanced down at his hand. His talons retracted in their comfortable environment they once left and let the evidence of blood soak his entire hand. He looked at Uriko and saw that no blood or cut was presented on her body, and that confused him. "What is going on here?"

Uriko vanished from in front of him, but her voice didn't. "Just enjoy this."

"Enjoy what?" Kenji questioned. Suddenly the image around him changed, and he was back in his Living Room, sitting on his Couch. He looked around, trying to figure out these strange scenarios. Until he heard footstep, and Uriko reemerged in front of him, again, she smiled brightly, and sat on his lap. Uriko started playing around on his lap, touching him softly, laughing, talking, and had to be taking pictures of him because bright lights were making his pupils un-dilate constantly, all the while making him go a little blind. He was enjoying his time with Uriko, she was acting like how she would normally act when they were around each other, but what he didn't understand was, what happened to Angie? He shrugged his shoulders and thought, 'Who cares?' He continued enjoying his time with Uriko, going along with her and was actually having fun, while simultaneously; ignoring how bad the day went before Uriko magically appeared. While the two were in their own little world, something inside of him started to stir, in which made him a little aroused. He didn't know what was happening, he never allowed his sexual tendencies to take a toll on him and be shown to Uriko in any unique way, no matter how much she turned him on, he would never let himself get that far in enjoyment; considering she was a Virgin. He began to fight back the urge, literally, scratching at his skin, and nipping Uriko several times, but it was like she barely noticed it. It was until he almost caught a full hunk of her skin, that she turned to him and stopped her playful act; abruptly. She didn't ask why he did it, but sat back a little, and took a look at herself, before saying. "Jeez, Kenji, you sure are rough!"

He didn't know what to say, and thankfully Uriko didn't press on about it, instead she laid her head on his chest and traced a picture of a heart around his heart. He ran his fingers through her long, Auburn tresses, so he could focus more on her state than this burning fire growing inside of him, which was causing his arousal to intensify into a more swell and double size standard. She started kissing pieces of his chest, and that was turning him on but in a sexual confusing kind of way. As she proceeded to kiss him, planting kissy trails down his chest, he was hardly able to contain himself, especially when he felt his manhood becoming intensely moisturized by warmth and wetness. 'None of this makes sense? The way that I'm feeling, what Uriko's doing? I got to stop myself, even though this feels too good to be true, I have to stop!' Kenji hated wet dreams or whatever this was that was going on, and that was his encouragement to break free from this awkward proposition. When Uriko's lips were getting too close to his sensitive member, he gathered up his strength and pushed her off of him, which made her hit the table in front of him, and groan in pain. The wet and warm sensation that made his member feed into the sensation of arousal and horniness, stopped and slowly became cold. He moved around a bit to wipe the cool feeling away, in which his member finally went back to being soft then staying hard. He looked at Uriko on the ground, and she looked up at him, angrily, before recuperating from her fallen state. He was about to apologize, when a sticky, slightly warm substance splattered across his abs. He touched it, and swirled it around his finger, when a bright light flared off, again...

Kenji suddenly woke up, and saw that he was completely naked; shielding his body from any viewer's eyes, he saw that same white substance on his abs. Touching the weird looking object like he'd done earlier, he couldn't figure out what it was. He looked up and saw Angie, again, and tried to think about what was going on? She had scratches all over her body, she looked a little pissed off, but simultaneously satisfied. He was just about to ask what she did to him, when she stood up, and put on the clothes Kenji lent to her, while holding her own wet clothes in her arms, before proceeding to the door. Kenji shook his head, there was no way that he did what he thought they did. He slid his boxers and his pants around his waist, when Angie called back out to him, "Thanks for the good time Kenji! Hopefully we can do this again sometime, and maybe you won't fall asleep on me." 'What is she...?' Kenji stopped his train of thought, when he looked back down to the white sticky substance. "Oh my God, please tell me it's not true! Please, tell me it's not true!" Kenji closed his eyes, and prayed that the stuff that was sliding down his abs was just a figment of his imagination, but when he opened his eyes, it was all there...

(A/N): Sorry for the short chapter, but I figured why not do Kenji's story on how he remembered what happened. Sorry Kitten! But in the next Chapter I will start back at the same scenario I left off in Chapter 4. I'm getting ready to start on that right now, and see where I get off.