Chapter 4
((Yush! Thanks for the reviews guys, so I'm adding this long chapter on!! Oh My Gawsh. I needed to change the rating to mature! I don't want to forget and write sex-related things on accident!! Dedicated to Izumi Nonohara for reminding me about the story, and motivated me to get started writing again! .))
Kotarou heard her footsteps slowly descend across the corridor. He really felt like a jerk now. He didn't mean to hurt her feelings, but she was getting a little crazy. I mean, who would randomly walk up to someone and kiss them? Kotarou might have thought that she was hot, but not enough to kiss right away. Kotarou wasn't like that. He wanted to get a girlfriend the nice way. He needed help for this situation, so he called Takashi on his cell phone.
"Yo, Kotarou!" A voice responded when the phone stopped ringing. Kotarou was startled by the sharp voice. "Listen, I need you to come here ASAP! Things are... never mind! Just come here. But do not come in by the front door!" Kotarou whispered frantically. "Well, how the hell am I going to get into your house?!" Takashi questioned. Kotarou looked around as his mind went blank. Then he had an idea.
"We have windows..." Kotarou responded. He hung up the phone before Takashi could respond. He didn't want to hear any excuses. Those footsteps he dreaded came to his room again. "Kotarou-sama? Were you just on the phone?" The voice sounded angry and agitated. Kotarou was trapped. "Umn, no!" Kotarou started to sweat. "Dammit Dammit Dammit!" Kotarou thought. "What am I going to tell her!?"
The door slowly creaked open. It was the maid. She had a different outfit on now. It was a short, pink skirt with lollipops on it. It didn't cover her underwear, though. Her shirt was way too tight. It looked 5 times too small. Whenever she took a step toward him, her chest would jiggle. She had her hands on her waists. Her look was devious.
"Now. Time for an explanation for you. Your father didn't invite me to houseclean. I told him I would." She looked at Kotarou, and sat on the bed. "This must be confusing for a little baby boy like you." The housekeeper said while rubbing Kotarou's chest. "But I have a feeling for you." She winked and smiled. Kotarou was petrified of her. "Back off, you psycho!" Kotarou yelped. "I don't even know who the hell you are!" Kotarou continued. He pushed her off the bed with all his might. She slammed into his blue walls and knocked books off the bookshelf. Her legs were wide open. "Ow.." She mumbled. "You are one for foreplay, aren't you?" She said. It took most of the breath out of her. Kotarou coaxed her out of the room, and locked her out.
Takashi came through the window. He had a worried look on his face when he saw Kotarou, panting. "Dude, what's up? Something wrong?" Takashi faked a frown when he felt the urge to smile. He put his hands in his pockets and waited for a reply.
"There is a "housekeeper" in the kitchen. She wants me to-" Kotarou couldn't say the word. He only blushed. Takashi caught on. "Is she hot?" He asked. He meant no harm; he wanted to know. Kotarou gave him a death glance. "Oh, well… That's not the point. If you wanted her, then I could have gotten you book. I ain't no Doctor Phil." Takashi sat down on the bed. "You know who he is? A famous American dude. Knows how to treat people's problems. Not a looker, though." Takashi went to blink when a knocking on the door came. "IS THAT HER?" Takashi mouthed. Kotarou nodded his head. "W-what?" He said to the door.
There was no reply. Kotarou was caught in time; it was almost frozen. He thought about his relationship with Uematsu-san. Kotarou felt a sudden feeling of love for her. He wanted her to be in his life. He didn't want things to stay the same. The pictures- Misha. He couldn't waste his time and feelings on something that was done and over with. He needed to focus on the future. Misha wouldn't want him to do that. Misha would want him to be happy with Uematsu. So he had it figured. But how was he going to get together with this crazy lady?
((Okay guys! You can say the story really starts now if you want to say that. Chapters 1, 2, 3, 4 were kind of an introduction to me. nod nod Tried to make this long!))