Day 04 - OUT OF CONTROL!!
Keitaro woke up and instinctively felt the buttoned cloth around his skin. He had the same dream last night. His head throbbed like crazy. The realisation of knowing everyday will be exactly the same, with no hope of alteration. The girls would retain the same emotions, the same actions, no matter what Keitaro would do.
Haitani was wrong. This wasn't fun at all. Going through the same old day would be an uneventful, dreary experience.
Wouldn't it?
Keitaro remained in his pyjamas as he walked into the hallway. Suddenly his left foot froze in mid-step. He noticed the skateboard. Sensibly, his foot took a different course of action, ignoring the mechanical contraption completely.
In the living room, everyone was all present and accounted for. Everyone was just getting ready for breakfast, when they noticed Keitaro walking over to join them. He wasn't his usual, cheery old self, and unlike yesterday, he hadn't changed into his regular clothes. Keitaro silently joined them for the first meal of the day.
"Hey hon, you alright?" asked Kitsune, who performed a record breaking feat (she opened an eye), "You look like dog crap."
"I'm fine thanks," Keitaro replied, without a hint of enthusiasm, "As a matter of fact, I'm totally wicked."
"Uuuum, okay…"
Kitsune left it at that, and the others didn't know how to react from Keitaro's unusual answer.
Keitaro had his scruffy hair overshadowing his eyes. He sagged his shoulders when he looked at the breakfast.
"The power to do anything…"
And then, predictably, Naru said…
"Damn this is annoying!"
Keitaro said nothing yet.
"What's wrong Naru-senpai?" asked Motoko.
"It's this stupid puzzle. I can't make heads of tails of it." muttered Keitaro.
"The power to say anything…"
"It's this… this…"
And then Naru stopped talking. Did Keitaro just read her mind?!
They all looked at Keitaro with utmost curiosity, but Keitaro ignored them and 'happily' tucked into his bacon and eggs.
"Perhaps I can help." muttered Keitaro.
"Perhaps I can-"
Motoko gasped slightly and they stared at Keitaro again.
Anyway, despite the weirdness of Keitaro, the puzzle travelled in a circle, with none of the girls getting the answer.
"Um, want to have a go, Senpai." muttered Keitaro.
"Um, want to have a-"
Shinobu placed a hand over her mouth. "Did S-Senpai just look into my thoughts?!"
Keitaro accepted the puzzle without displaying a single shred of emotion. He took one glance at it.
"It's apostrophe."
All cutlery dropped to their plates. They all looked at Keitaro with shock, horror and amazement. Even the bird outside was awestruck, as it collided face first into a clear window.
Naru gently took the puzzle away from Keitaro.
"He's right!" she said with astonishment.
"Well duh." Keitaro replied.
But again, they didn't know how to react. Keitaro should have been over the moon in solving something even Naru had trouble with… but they couldn't think of anything to say. It was as though Keitaro was replaced with his unknown twin, and his unknown twin had developed a serious case of emo-itus.
Keitaro finished his food and rose from his seat. "I'm going to do the shopping." he said.
The girls all looked at each other.
"Um, okay." Naru said. "Have… a safe trip."
They watched Keitaro walk outside.
An unsettling silence followed.
Then Keitaro walked back inside again.
"Forgot to get changed." he stated, going upstairs to change clothes.
-0-0-
When outside, Keitaro made sure to avoid Haitani and Shirai. After all, he knew exactly where they were going to walk, so all he had to do was make sure he was out of their sight. With an extremely bored look on his face, Keitaro did the shopping like he said.
"I need to use the toilet." he thought.
There was an outside toilet around somewhere, though it would take three minutes to get there. Any normal man could hold it in for that duration, and so could Keitaro...but… you know what? Why should he walk all that way just to go to the toilet? Keitaro walked for a bit, and his eyes feasted upon a rather nice looking sports car. So he casually walked over to the car, pulled down his trousers and pants… and started to take a leak on one of the tyres. Bare in mind it was fairly populated outside.
A young boy and his mother was walking in Keitaro's direction.
"Hey look mummy!" the boy said in excitement, pointing at Keitaro, "There's water coming out of that man!"
The woman turned red with embarrassment and ran passed the weirdo, dragging her child along with her. As Keitaro continued taking a leak, a middle-aged man stopped in horror. He was dressed in a suit and spoke with a higher class accent.
"I say! What the devil do you think you're doing?!" the man said to Keitaro.
Keitaro didn't turn around to address him. "I'm taking a piss." he replied.
"THIS IS MY CAR!!" the man shouted.
"It's a nice car." Keitaro said, nodding to himself.
"Well, thank you. It's an S-reg… ah THAT'S BESIDES THE POINT!!"
Then Keitaro did something truly unforgivable. He turned to the right and continued urinating. On the man's shoes.
"GOOD HEAVENS!!" the man shouted, clearly angry beyond belief.
"Your shoes needed a polish." Keitaro stated.
Once Keitaro finished, he casually pulled his pants and trousers up, picked up the shopping, and made his way home… whilst the man was still completely and utterly bewildered out of his skull.
-0-0-
Keitaro returned with the shopping. Of course Naru was there and she helped him put it all away. Kitsune was around too, but she was already wasted. When that little task was finished, Keitaro followed Naru to her room to study.
"I hope he's alright." thought Naru as she scribbled away with her pen.
After an awkward bout of silence, the phone downstairs started to ring. Since Keitaro made absolutely no reaction…
"Um, I'll get it!" said Naru, who then hurriedly went downstairs to the living room.
Naru picked up the phone.
"Hinata Residence." she spoke in a polite manner.
There was a two second pause… until Naru heard an automated message… from the police?
"From the Tokyo Police District… this is a message of caution and urgency. There has been a disturbance involving a man who was seen urinating at a car in public. This man is believed to be in his early twenties. He was wearing a green jumper, a black pair of trousers and rectangular shaped glasses. If anyone is familiar with this description, then please immediately call us…"
Naru's eyes went wide as she turned pale. She slowly put the phone down. "No, that couldn't be Keitaro. He wouldn't touch a butterfly!"
Keitaro looked uninterestingly at Naru when she entered her room. "Who was it?" he asked.
Naru slowly sat next to him. "Oh… just a sales call."
"Oh."
They continued their studying. After every few minutes, Naru would catch a wary glimpse at her ronin companion. No way Keitaro would be capable of such an act. No way.
-0-0-
The time was now a few minutes to five. The main doors of Hinata-Sou swung open, and Kaolla, Motoko and Shinobu all arrived at the main room. Keitaro wasn't there to greet them this time. He was in his room. Thinking about… things.
"Welcome home!" Naru greeted the three.
Shinobu felt a little downcast when Senpai wasn't around to greet her. Even though Motoko would deny it, she too wondered why Keitaro wasn't here, albeit very briefly. Kaolla was her usual jumpy self, and instead settled for hugging Naru half to death.
Motoko sighed. "Su-chan, can you kindly remove yourself from Naru-senpai please?"
"Righto!" said Kaolla, letting go.
Naru collapsed in a thankful heap.
-0-0-
After talking to Haruka over the phone, Keitaro stated, as usual, that his aunt couldn't make it tonight. When he joined everyone for dinner, he didn't say much. A few words here and there, but nothing radical.
Time passed by… and after eating the food, all the girls decided to relax in the hot springs.
Keitaro however, wasn't doing anything besides sitting on his bed. His hair overshadowed his eyes. It was so quiet he could hear the clock in the living room. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock…
Tick…
Below his concealed eyes, a smile emerged from his lips. A sinister smile. A smile reserved for demons and warlocks. A smile that truly reeked of evil intentions.
Tock…
Using the bed as a stepping stall, Keitaro peeped through the hole separating his and Naru's room. He climbed into her room. He approached Naru's wardrobe… and swung it open with both hands…
-0-0-
Naru sighed as she looked at the darkening sky. Even the calmness of the hot springs failed to soothe her emotions. "Um, guys? Does Keitaro seem… different to you?"
Her concern swiftly received everyone's attention.
Kitsune smirked. "Hmm? Is my cute little friend worried about him?"
"I'm not worried!" Naru said aloud. "I just… I dunno but I'm not worried!"
Kaolla placed a finger on her lips. "Maybe he's going through puberty?"
"He's twenty!" Naru reminded.
Shinobu fidgeted with her index fingers as she struggled to say something. "Normally, he… he greets us when we return from school… but today he wasn't here and… um…"
Motoko backed away from this debate. Keitaro. Men. Puberty. Those were three subjects she shouldn't have to contend with.
Kitsune placed her hands behind her head and relaxed as she floated backwards.
"Meh! I wouldn't worry about it!" she said, trying not to worry herself. "He's probably just having an off-day. You know, woke up the wrong side of bed, that sort of thing!"
Naru looked down at the rippling waters. "I hope so." she whispered.
"Anyway! Enough with the long faces! I came here to chill out, not mope around!" Kitsune concluded.
The main door of Hinata-Sou slid open very slowly.
There was the sound of footsteps, and then… they stopped. Motoko's senses kicked in. The pervert was here. However, instead of drawing her sword… the kendo woman stopped dead in her tracks.
"Motoko? What's wrong?" asked Naru.
Motoko said nothing. Her eyes were wide and her face was completely frozen.
One by one, the girls looked in the direction Motoko was facing. Naru, Kitsune and Shinobu were the next to stare in absolute horror. It was a scene so unbelievable, Kitsune had to open both of her eyes. Even Kaolla tilted her head in confusion.
Keitaro was staring at the girls with a fixed smile. He was wearing a yellow jumper and a red skirt… exactly what Naru wears on a blustery day. He was wearing Naru's clothes… like he was the soul owner of them.
And… if the girls thought that was alarming…
"YABA-DABA-DOOOOO!!!"
…Keitaro ran like a crazy thing possessed… and dive-bombed into the hot springs, making a gigantic splash on contact.
Try as they might, the girls could not analyse this demented, twisted situation. Usually, Keitaro would end up in the hot springs by cause of an accident, say, tumbling off the roof, or somebody pushing him in, or him tripping over something. Nothing like that happened. Nothing like that happened at all. He just jumped off by his own accord.
Naru remained frozen in horror. Wearing her now soaked clothes, Keitaro stared at Naru with a twisted grin. The distance between them was a mere inch. He lifted his arms up high, fingers wiggling with anticipation. Then… he brought his hands down, and with them… groped Naru's breasts!!
Okay, calm down, thought Kitsune. There had to be some kind of logical explanation for this.
"HONK! HONK!" Keitaro shouted, squeezing her breasts with each honking sound he made. Naru's lips trembled. She was in dire shock.
No. There was no logical explanation. None whatsoever.
As for Motoko, she looked like she was going to throw up.
"This is… unacceptable!! Inexcusable!! Repulsive!! Vile!! Disgusting!!" Motoko thought, but even she didn't know how to react. The mere sight of a nipple should cause Keitaro to run away like a frightened bunny. What venomous soul possessed him to do such a thing?!
With extremely wide eyes, Shinobu covered her mouth and was full of tears. "OH… OH MY GOSH! SENPAI… SENPAI IS A SERIAL PERVERT!!!"
"Hey! I love cereal!" exclaimed Kaolla, completely unaffected by Keitaro's ungodly change of heart.
"NOT THAT KIND OF CEREAL!!" screamed Shinobu. Dragging Kaolla by the arm, Shinobu ran inside with her to call the police.
Kitsune and Motoko, at last, found the strength to wade themselves over to where Naru was.
"KEITARO!! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!?" shouted Kitsune.
At last, Keitaro stopped groping Naru's breasts.
Because now… his hands had bigger things to play around with.
Kitsune moaned as fingers squeezed into her mountains of flesh. "Oooooh!! This feels so good!! NO! WHAT AM I THINKING?! THIS IS WRONG ON SO MANY LEVELS!!"
Motoko still found it perplexing to string two words together.
"Ur… Ura… U-U-URASHIMA!! Unhand her at wha… WaaaAAAaaggGGHH!"
Keitaro did as he was told, but then stared at the kendo woman, grinning maliciously. Victim number three. Motoko Aoyama.
Motoko flayed her arms uncontrollably as Keitaro did what he thought would never do in eight billion years.
Naru was still in shock. She still hadn't moved from that spot.
"TICKLE! TICKLE! TICKLE!" Keitaro teased, tickling Motoko's… things.
Motoko cried with insanity. "WAHA HAHA! STOP IT AHAHA! I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU AHAHAA!"
Then Keitaro stopped. Motoko, Naru and Kitsune were all standing in a line. He took one deep breath… and was now pressing each breast like buttons on a computer!
"BEEP! BOOP! BOOP! BEEP!" beeped Keitaro, completely obliterating what was left of his sanity.
From out of nowhere, a police helicopter descended from the sky, landing just nearby the hot springs. Policemen rushed to the scene of the crime. Some policemen had bleeding noses after witnessing such a blue movie spectacle. Keitaro tried to escape but was overpowered with extreme brutality. Upon capture, the policemen beat him half to death before taking him away.
Naru… was still in shock… and from the looks of things, wasn't going to recover anytime this decade.
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The hours passed by…
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"Uuuugggh… where am I…?" Keitaro groaned.
He woke up to find himself wearing a straight jacket. He was surrounded by a padded cell, never to see the light of day.