Ishitaka hopped towards the petrified man. Why was he so scared? He'd already promised the demon he'd entertain him when boredom strikes. This shouldn't come as a shock at all.
"Oh I apologize," Ishitaka said, fluffing the man's hair, "I'd forgotten your name. I do know it is only one syllable. How rude of me to not remember."
The man didn't answer, instead looking like he's about to cry again... which is great, because that's the reason Ishitaka brought him here in the first place. He had a rather twisted sense of enjoyment from other people's misery.
Kai sniffed miserably. Just when he thought he was safe from anything weird happening...he ended up smack dap in the middle of it again. One moment he had been sleeping peacefully because Kiera was watching over them. That serious look on her face as she took watch had made him feel safe. And now...
"Why-no..How did I get here?" he asked Ishitaka. Just to show how unhappy he was at randomly being kidnapped by his insane friend, he let his eyes get teary.
The demon laughed out loud, his boisterous hysterics echoing across the forest. The man's distress is so entertaining! He's so glad he put a spell on him.
"It's because I wanted you here of course!" Ishitaka answered proudly.
He circled the man playfully, saying, "Do you not recall the spell I cast upon you?" Ishitaka stopped right behind him and whispered in his ear, "Do you want me to remind you?" Even from behind, he could tell that chills probably ran down his spine. Ishitaka smirked. He had absolutely no interest in men and the human also obviously didn't. Which is why this humours him so much.
The kiss! Kai realized with horror at the implication that Ishitaka wanted to remind him of it. Kai shuddered. Why couldn't Reita come save him with his scary magic now?
"No. No. No need for reminders. I can remember perfectly, thank you very much." Kai said hurriedly.
Just to make it safer, he took several steps away from Ishitaka. Unfortunately, his back hit the huge stone behind him. He was cornered. Was he imagining the malicious glint in the demon's eyes? He was taking slow deliberate steps towards Kai. Kai put his trembling hands out in an act to stop him from getting closer. Of course it didn't work.
"I-ishitaka what are you d-doing?" he couldn't keep the stutter out of his voice.
Ishitaka approached the poor man like a wolf stalking a baby gazette. He grinned, malevolence sparkling in his eyes. He let out a wicked laugh that increased gradually in volume and with every chortle, the human cowered more.
"Are you sure you want to know what I'm about to do?" Ishitaka asked slyly. The human gasped, as the demon laughed even louder at his misfortune.
"Ishitaka? You mean Miyavi?" Uruha asked, the image of his crazy friend popping back into his head.
"Ishitaka is Ishitaka. He's not Miyavi," Reita hissed back and Uruha nodded hurriedly. Reita seemed to be in an incredibly foul mood.
"W-well.. we have to find Kai and get him back!" Uruha continued, "Kiera, what should we do? Can you call him out or something?" Seeing as how Kiera's got Takeru listening to her and he's a demon, maybe she can do the same with Ishitaka.
The image of Ishitaka throwing Kiera against the wall entered his brain and Uruha added quickly, "And don't worry, I won't let him hurt you." He immediately blushed after saying that. Firstly, it sounded cheesy. Secondly... well Kiera didn't look like she needed protection.
Kiera raised her brow. He wants to protect her? That was laughable but admittedly quite sweet. Due to the circumstances, Kiera let that comment slide.
"I'm afraid Ishitaka cannot be summoned, Uruha." Kiera began solemnly, "I do hope for Kai's safety but I can do nothing in this situation. Even if I were to raid Ishitaka's sanctuary with a hundred men, we cannot hope for victory."
"Oh..." Uruha sighed, hoping Kai is alright. From the looks of it, Ishitaka is a pretty powerful demon. Miyavi would never hurt anyone even if he always teases about it. But Ishitaka was different. He didn't even flinch when he threw Kiera into the air.
Unconsciously Kiera reached out, placing her hand on his in a comforting gesture. Reita was seething. Kiera couldn't blame him. One of his closest friends had been taken by a demon. Kiera felt Uruha tangle their fingers together, his eyes downcast staring at them. She couldn't tell what he was thinking. She let her hand remain where it was though her entire arm was tingling strangely. A sudden giggle from Takeru broke the atmosphere.
"He's entertainment." The little demon chuckled. Reita's head snapped in his direction.
"Explain yourself, Demon." Reita spat viciously.
Takeru shrugged nonchalantly, "I don't answer to you Lord Rei."
Kiera made a sound of annoyance in her throat. Their bickering was getting irksome.
"You answer to me, do you not Takeru?" Kiera asked, giving him a stern look. The little demon pouted.
"Ishitaka placed a charm on Kai. The charm will bring Kai to him anytime he wishes to entertain him in his boredom."
"What?" Uruha scoffed, his grip on Kiera's hand tightening slightly, "That's... childish." He doesn't know why he had her fingers in his but at was comforting and also exciting at the same time.
Takeru simply shrugged at his declaration.
"He's not going to hurt Kai, is he?" Uruha asked fearfully but before Takeru could respond; their discussion was interrupted by a loud and annoyed moan. Uruha turned to see Rika and Tora stirring and Rika had already sat up, rubbing her sleepy eyes. "What is happening?" she yawned, looking around.
She paused and finally asked, "Where's the man with the dimpled smile?"
Kiera briefly wondered if she should give an answer to Rika then dismissed it. Rika was the least of her concerns at the moment.
"Will he be harmed?" she pressed the question.
After a long moment of starring at her, Takeru finally answered, "No. At least not physically."
Kiera frowned at his answer. What was she to assume from that? However, the answer seems to satisfy Uruha. His tight grip on her hand relented a little though he still held it.
Uruha sighed in relief. At least Kai's physically safe. His mental state has already made concessions when he'd arrived in this world, so that's really not something anyone can help with at this point.
"I think I'm still dreaming," Rika suddenly said and flopped back onto the ground, curling up into a ball almost immediately.
Gently extricating her hand from Uruha, Kiera moved away. She nearly missed the look of disappointment on his face as she did so. Reita abruptly stood up catching her attention.
"I'm going to practice." He said stiffly.
Normally, Kiera would have joined him but judging by the tangible waves of anger radiating from him, he needed an outlet to his anger. Kiera watched him absently. Reita does not possess the typical build of a warrior however, he was as lethal as they can be. The taut muscles of his back rippled as he swung his sword gracefully. Watching his sword play somehow lulled her into relaxation.
Uruha joined Kiera, sitting quietly beside her. She wore a tired expression and although she didn't say it out loud, she must be worried about Kai too.
It was rather cold and Uruha inched closer to Kiera. He noticed a slight shiver run through her body and he had half a mind to wrap his arm around her but that must be considered crossing boundaries even in this world. Instead, he wordlessly got up to get a cloak and covered her with it gently.
"It's um... chilly isn't it?" Uruha said nervously as she stared at him with slight doubt.
"I thank you for your concern." Kiera said. As Uruha seated himself close beside her, she gave him a small smile. He was right though, it was rather a cold evening.
Uruha grinned back at her, happy she wasn't refusing his company. Perhaps they can talk properly now.
"Kiera... do you think I can get Kai back?" Uruha asked suddenly, "I mean... Ieros Victoria, and that strange teenage girl... they all seem to think I have some kind of special power. Maybe I can!"
He wasn't supposed to tell her about the dream where he was practicing his powers though. So he's going to just pretend like he has randomly gotten them.
Kiera looked thoughtful but said nothing. If she refuses, he might not have a chance to show off his skills. No time to waste, Uruha got up and closed his eyes, trying to feel the electrical surge he'd felt back in his dream. Kiera's silence beside him would suggest she wasn't going to stop him.
So Uruha continued, focusing all his thoughts onto the one thing... Kai. Take me to Kai... he mused. Wait no... Kai should come to them. If they went to Ishitaka, it'd be an awkward situation. Uruha shook his head, trying to reassemble his mind. Alright... Kai, come to me... he concentrated.
It wasn't working. His brain was too scattered. Unrelated thoughts invaded every second. What's worse, Uruha could feel the power now. It shoots through his veins rapidly, the familiar static running in his body. With such unorganized thoughts, this plan wasn't going to work and he's going to end up with a similar situation like the giant rose. Uruha decided he should stop before things went haywire.
To his horror, he realized he couldn't stop. He couldn't even move. His feet were rooted to the spot, his hands frozen in position. He had his eyes closed, and they wouldn't open either. Oh this is not good... he could feel the power rising faster and faster. Something bad is going to happen...
"Uruha," Kiera's voice echoed around him. It was fuzzy and blurred, like it was coming from underwater.
"What's wrong with him?" another voice entered his ears. It sounded like Takeru.
Their voices aren't helping him out of his trance. "Uruha," Takeru said and Uruha felt two hands touch him. On impulse, he felt himself being literally yanked by an immense force. It was like being pulled by a sizably strong rope, and now it felt like he was flying. He still had his eyes closed and frankly, he was scared to open them now. He only hoped to God his mistake wasn't so horrendous. He sort of wished he was back home now and when he opened his eyes it would all just be a very detailed nightmare.
As suddenly as it had started, the flying sensation stopped. Noise erupted around him and Uruha's eyes flew open. He stumbled slightly, having regained control over his body. After the dark, the bright light blinded him and it took Uruha a while to realize where he was.
When he finally gathered his environment, Uruha's jaw literally dropped open. He stood in the middle of an intensely familiar landscape. He was in Akihabara... the heart of Japan's anime and otaku mania. They were surrounded by tall skyscrapers loaded with large TV screens advertising various modern products. The change in scenery and the hordes of chatty, loud shoppers around them was such a shock even to Uruha. He wasn't sure he felt relieved to be here. This was undoubtedly Japan...
"What in the world-" a voice gasped beside him. Uruha was jolted from his thoughts. With horror as he realized it was Takeru. And standing right by him was Kiera, a look of pure panic strewn across her face. Oh what have I done? Uruha moaned to himself.
Panic was not something Kiera was familiar with but right now it was invading her entire body. She was not ignorant she knew they were no longer in Chrysalistia. By some miracle, Uruha had managed to Travel...pulling both her and Takeru along with him. It was a impressive feat not even Reita could have achieved.
Everywhere her head turned, there was an enormous crowd. Sheer bewilderment settled in the pit of her stomach. She felt nauseous. Hair of every colour in the rainbow dotted the crowds. Girls walked around in appallingly short skirts, Kiera had to turn away in shame.
"This is not good." Takeru hissed.
A sudden bright light went off near Kiera's face followed by a loud, "Woah that's a kick ass outfit."
Purely out of instinct, Kiera drew her twin swords. She pointed it to a youth holding a strange device in his hand. She frowned, it looked vaguely familiar...then it dawned on her. She had seen a similar device on Uruha the day he arrived at the King's castle. A girl with bright pink hair stood beside him, she made to touch Kiera's sword.
"Step no further, you shall regret it." Kiera warned. To her horror, both the strangers giggled nodding appreciatively.
"Damn, you go all the way eh."
Kiera cocked her head in confusion. Unfortunately, her obvious hostility did not seem to be having any effect for more people were gathering around them, holding up the rectangular devices. Takeru did not help matters at all. His growling and his demonic form did nothing to throw off the attention they were gathering.
"OH MY GOD IT'S URUHA!" a high pitched shriek sounded somewhere to their right. At that acclamation, an excited buzz built up around them.
Kiera felt a hand grip her arm. She turned to see Uruha, his eyes widened fearfully. His fear only added to her confusion and panic.
Uruha swallowed, trying to calm himself down. Ok, this is not a big deal. It'll be alright. Not the first time this has happened. He's a fast runner. He only hoped Kiera and Takeru were too.
"Uruha? Where!" girls' voices rang throughout the crowd.
"Eh, it can't be!"
"Where's the rest of Gazette?"
"Who's the girl beside him? His girlfriend?"
A girl shoved through the crowd and popped out of the human wall right in front of Uruha. Like studying a lab rat, the girl observed him from head to toe. She calmly took out her cell phone and began to look at pictures in it, comparing them to the man standing in front of her. Her eyes widen and she gasped, stumbling back a step and in the loudest and most piercing scream he has ever heard, uttered the dreaded words, "It really is Uruha!"
Kiera and Takeru looked immensely confused. But this was no time to stand idly by to compose themselves. The fangirl horde will trample them to death. In a flash, Uruha swiped the girl's phone. He's going to need it to call for help since his phone was back in the other world!
"Run!" Uruha hissed at Takeru before tightening his grip on Kiera's arm and forcing his way through the sea of people with a very dazed Kiera behind him.
"Uruha! I love you!"
"Can I have your sign?"
"Please let me take your picture!"
"HAVE MY BABIES!"
The screams were getting more and more intense. Uruha suddenly began to wish he was back in the other world for some reason. It was such an ironic feeling. Suddenly spotting a little alley, Uruha dodged into it, tugging Kiera forcefully.
The mob of fangirls didn't see them, running past the alley, still screaming highly disturbing statements. When the noise died down, Uruha realized his earlier assertive tug has made Kiera rest on his chest. She didn't seem to notice their intimacy yet as her face was still filled with confusion.
"It's ok," he said, trying to calm her down, "We're alright now."
He let out a huge sigh, leaning tiredly against the narrow wall. At least he's gotten out of the fangirls' way without being trampled and they're both fine. Uruha took the phone he'd swiped earlier and started dialing. Instinctively, he dialed Kai's number before realizing that Kai wasn't here. Neither was Reita...
Uruha let out a slight gasp which surprised Kiera. Neither was Takeru...
Oh... great.
Hastily pushing away from Uruha's chest, which was surprisingly very comfortable, Kiera looked around in search of Takeru. She would rather forget the obstinacies the horde of girls had been screaming at Uruha. It was disturbing to say the least. With a sinking feeling, she realized Takeru was nowhere near them. As much as Kiera wanted to berate Uruha, she held it back. She had to find Takeru first. It was true he could find his way to her anywhere at any given time but she could not help the worry that plagued her heart. In such a crowd, he could easily loose his bearings.
Kiera made to leave the alleyway. Before she could take a second step however, Uruha's arm circled around her waist tugging her back into his chest. Perhaps it was the unexpected events earlier that had jarred her nerves, she could not stop the flare of temper at his bold action. Dare he hold her so intimately? And at such a moment of crisis! Why is it that she was hearing another man's voice in her ear?
Roughly pushing off of him, Kiera turned to glare at Uruha with every intention of verbally assaulting him. Her words died on her lips. Uruha gave her a pleading look as he held the device to his ear, a male voice could be heard from it yelling "Who the fuck is this?"
Uruha could almost feel Aoi's impatience teeming on the other end of the phone. He was using an unknown number after all.
"It's Uruha!" he said hurriedly, eying Kiera carefully, hoping she doesn't try to go out of his sight. This is nothing like her world. He could foresee her stabbing a bus or seriously injuring other people and getting arrested for it.
"Uruha? What the hell?" Aoi's voice replied, a hint of laughter, "Seriously? Where are you! Are Kai and Reita with you? Did you know we had to cancel the show? There were so many angry fans! Do you have ANY idea what we had to go through apologizing to every-"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm really sorry about that," Uruha said honestly, although he knew he is appearing inconsiderate, "Listen, I'll explain later. Right now you need to help us. We're in Akihabara... I don't really know exactly where but I think near Tokyo Station. There's a mob of fangirls running around looking for me so I can't just go about."
"Right..." Aoi said sarcastically, "Yeah, fangirls. Us coming to get you would definitely decrease the amount of fangirls. Gee, they probably would leave us alone!"
"Hey!" Uruha snapped back, "I said I'm sorry ok! Just come get me!"
"Fine fine," Aoi sighed, "But you better give a heck of a good explanation."
With that, he hung up the phone and Uruha let out a sigh. He hadn't told them they needed to look for Takeru. Well... one baby steps at a time.
"Are you alright?" he asked Kiera who was listening intently to his conversation although not seeming to understand a word of it properly.
"Uruha," Kiera began, "Although I strongly desire to inflict injuries upon you, I shall refrain from doing so. You must aid me in finding Takeru and take us back where we belong."
Kiera refused to relent when his lips formed a sad pout.
"Why were all those women chasing you? I did not take you for a rake." She looked straight into his eyes, hoping to convey her immense displeasure.
"What? No" Uruha said, waving his hands frantically, "It's a misunderstanding. I'm not a.. rake... Those girls are like that around famous people. And... in my world, I'm quite famous." He didn't want anyone getting the wrong idea about him - especially Kiera.
"And... I'm really sorry," Uruha continued downheartedly, "I don't actually know how I got you here. I don't know if I can take you back."
A wave of exhaustion washed over Kiera. She slumped against the wall. She felt strangely out of her element here. Battles, war, blood and mangled bodies she can face with unwavering calm but this...this was beyond her. Her only hope was the man that stood before her and here he was crushing it all into dust. Though to his credit, he did truly look regretful of his misdeed.
"I see no choice but to put my faith in you." She said quietly. A shadow fell on the space between them. A pair of lovers tumbled in the narrow alley. Kiera gripped the hilt of her swords, ready to pull them at the slightest provocation.
When the lovers finally noticed they were not alone in the alley, the man asked awkwardly,
"Erm...you guys mind leaving?"
It was obvious what they were about to do. Kiera stared aghast at the woman who shamelessly flaunted her feminine attributes. Her short dress pulled tightly across her body, barely concealing her chest. The casual manner in which the man touched her in full view of the public had blood staining Kiera's cheeks. Oh the shame.
Uruha who seemed less shocked by their mannerism took a hold of her arm once again tugging her out of the alley.
"Oh, sorry," Uruha said hurriedly, smiling apologetically at the lewd couple. Kiera was eying them with total malice and he's afraid if they don't leave now, she's going to rip them apart.
Checking to see if the coast is clear first, Uruha peered out the alley. The girls from earlier don't seem to be there anymore. "Alright, come on," Uruha whispered to Kiera and dragged her out of the alley into the crowd of people once more.
He could see Tokyo Station nearby and made to walk towards it, lowering his head and making sure his hair is covering a good part of his face so that people don't recognize him.
The otakus and game fans were staring at Kiera though and the more she scowled at them, the harder they stare. They should walk faster before some freak comes and stops them to take a picture or something.
Uruha's phone rang. It must be Aoi calling him back. He picked it up quickly.
"Well, we're in Tokyo Station now," Aoi said, "And we're... disguised so you wouldn't know it's us. It's a fucking difficult, intense and painstaking transformation that took our damn time and energy just so we can distort our faces for YOUR convenience, Uruha."
Uruha frowned. Man, Aoi gets rude AND sarcastic when he's angry. "Yeah thank you so much," Uruha replied begrudgingly, "So... what is this difficult, intense and painstaking transformation?"
"We're cosplaying anime characters with masks."
Uruha nearly threw the phone in exasperation. "That's very simple!" he said through gritted teeth, "It's not difficult or intense at all! You just put on masks!"
"Whatever," Aoi drawled, "We'll recognize you so just stand somewhere and don't fucking move."
Kiera was not pleased. Shockingly enough, the only thing keeping her temper at bay was Uruha's hand that held tightly to hers as though he was afraid if he let go he might lose her. He probably would. People around them gave her odd looks. It was not the admiring respectful looks she was prone to induce among the ranks of her soldiers.
As Uruha dragged her through the crowded area, Kiera's wondering eyes fell upon two masked figures some feet ahead of them. They did not fit in with the general crowd for though their masks were elaborate their clothes were not like those of the others. The taller of the two sported shocking pink hair atop his head, long pale neck and shoulders contrasted from his loose earth coloured shirt. He had adorned heavy boots over his tight pants. His shorter companion had a light shade of blonde hair that fell softly around his masked face. Kiera thought this must be a wealthy man for his small frame was wrapped in an exquisite leather jacket. His pants were ripped in several places revealing smooth fair skin. Kiera was reminded of Uruha's state of clothing when she first laid eyes on him.
"Damn it Aoi, even he's disguised better than us." Kiera heard the shorter say, as Uruha approached them.
"Whats with the getup dude? I didn't know you were into cosplay." Said the taller, obviously addressing Uruha.
With a sudden lunge Uruha envelope the both of them in an enthusiastic hug. The only awkward thing was, he still held Kiera's hand.
"I'm all for the whole affectionate hug but you gotta let go man. You're totally messing my hair." The short one pushed Uruha away from him. The two strangers took of their masks with shifty eyes. Kiera's breath hitched. The pink haired man had one of the most beautiful faces she had ever seen. It was a completely different kind from the delicate beauty of Uruha's features. His was darker and sensual. The blond haired one had plump lips that could rival with Uruha. His piercing eyes travelled over Kiera appreciatively finally landing on her hand that was imprisoned in Uruha's large ones.
"Who is she? Why are you holding her hand? Is she your girlfriend?" he threw the questions at rapid speed at Uruha. Kiera frowned, why would he feel the need to define her gender when clearly he knew her to be a female? Kiera thought it would be shameful to have Uruha introduce her.
"You are indeed correct; I am Uruha's girl friend. I am named Kiera. I assume you friends of his, in which case I shall be honoured to make your acquaintance." She said. Though smiling was the furthest thing from her mind considering the confusion and worry clouding her mind, she granted them a polite smile.
Uruha felt like he'd just stopped breathing. G-girlfriend? Kiera? His face reddened instantly and his heart began to race madly. Instinctively, Uruha let go of Kiera's hand and turned away.
Was that... an indirect confession or something? She just introduced herself to Ruki and Aoi as his girlfriend! Does she feel like him... in that way? Uruha's mind was running through all kinds of emotions. How did he feel towards her...? Uruha felt like he's choking from the excitement.
"Dude!" Aoi interrupted, putting his hand on Uruha's shoulder supportively, "She's really cute! Good job!"
"Although you've kept her a secret from us," Ruki added, eying him suspiciously, "Where'd you meet her? Some kind of otaku get-together party?"
"Kiera you're quite the dedicated cosplayer aren't you!" Aoi laughed, now turning his attention to her, "You're even speaking in character."
Kiera eyed them quizzically. She didn't have a clue what they were saying and Uruha was blushing rather badly. Takeru entered her thoughts again. She had to find him first and soon. It was unwise to let a demon no matter how tame loose in a crowd full of humans.
"Surely we can all settle to idle chatter later. One of my companions, a demon by the name of Takeru had gone astray while we tried to escape from a horde of screaming girls. Will you not aide me?"
Kiera noted the exchange of glances between Uruha's friends.
Ruki and Aoi stared at Kiera strangely initially. Uruha felt like he needed to interfere, maybe clarify some things before they decide she's a nutcase.
But before he could step in, Aoi cleared his throat, a serious expression on his face.
"Why, my good lady, we will be incredibly honoured to aid someone as beautiful as yourself," he said fluidly, bowing and taking Kiera's hand, "I am called Aoi. And this is my comrade Ruki." He gestured gracefully towards Ruki who simply nodded an amused smile on his face.
Uruha felt a slight pang of jealousy run through his veins. He knew Aoi was just playing along to make him jealous.
"Thank you Aoi," Uruha butted in, grabbing Kiera's hand for himself and subconsciously squeezed it slightly.
"I thank you." Kiera said, truly grateful that at last they spoke something she could understand fully and of course that they would help to find Takeru.
"Let me escort you to our...erm...transportation first. People can recognize us here." Ruki said, offering his arm. Kiera did not wish to offend him however, if she took his arm she would have no more limbs left to reach for her weapons if the need arises. Uruha did not seem to want to let go of her other hand anytime soon. Clearly all three of them combined were as defenceless as a tree. Suddenly she longed for Reita's company.
Slightly reluctantly, Kiera took Ruki's offered arm. He led them towards an underground entrance. Kiera stared in wonder at the bright lights coming from strange mechanical beings that whizzed past them. Finally coming to a halt beside a blood red shiny one. If any of her hands had been free she would have run them over the smooth surface. Kiera was tempted to question Uruha what manner of creature it was but decided against it. She did not want to seem too curious or ignorant. Aoi reached for a handle that stuck out from the sides of his transportation, wrenching it open to reveal seats inside.
With a grand gesture, he slid inside sticking his hand out for her to join him. Hesitantly Kiera mimicked his actions. Just as Uruha who was the last one slid in beside her, a commotion erupted from the front seats where Aoi and Ruki were. Kiera smiled in relief when she realized the cause.
"Never leave a man behind!" Takeru hissed, his face merely inches away from Uruha.
"Holy shit!" Uruha gasped in shock at Takeru. He momentarily clutched his chest, trying to recover from the surprise. He was so not expecting him to appear in Aoi's car of all places.
But Uruha admitted he was relieved. "I'm so sorry Takeru," Uruha apologized, gulping. He could see the demon's anger burning in his eyes.
"What the fuck?" Aoi yelled, staring at Takeru in disbelief, "Who the hell are you?"
"Th-this is Takeru! Our friend," Uruha explained quickly, before Aoi and Ruki decide to kick him out of the car and call the cops.
"Calm yourself, Takeru." Kiera said. Takeru sent another glare at Uruha before climbing over him to Kiera's side. Whence she looked up into the small mirror Aoi's face had utter disbelief written all over it. Ruki was staring wide eyed at them, clutching the back of the seat.
"I implore you to forgive his sudden intrusion. He did not intend any harm."
After another long moment of starring Aoi nodded. Ruki face the front again muttering 'No harm my ass. Scared the hell out of me.'
A strange revving sound was heard, and Aoi steered the transportation forward.
Uruha stepped hurriedly into his house. The familiar building and atmosphere improved his mood. Although he's only been gone for a couple weeks, he felt like it has been years.
Kiera stepped in cautiously, looking at everything suspiciously with her hands on her weapons.
"So! Now that we're here..." Aoi sighed, slumping on the couch casually, "You better tell us what's going on."
"Yeah, where're Reita and Kai?" Ruki offered, peering around the house as if he expected them to be hiding somewhere.
"Um..." Uruha started, twiddling his thumbs. How is he supposed to explain this? That while he was sleeping before the show, he was magically transported into another universe where he is a 'chosen one' holding great power? And Reita as a very influential warrior lord over there that everyone feared? And... Kai is now in the hands of Miyavi... who is not Miyavi but a mighty demon? They'll think he's gone insane!
"Chop chop," Aoi clapped his hands impatiently, "We don't have all day, princess."
Uruha tried to gather his thoughts. There really wasn't a rational way to explain this. He can't spout out some fake story right at the spot either.
"I'll tell you later!" Uruha said quickly, pulling Aoi off his sofa, "For now, why don't you guys just leave me and Kiera alone? We have a lot of things to talk about so we need some space."
"What!" Aoi complained, "Hey, that's not fair. You disappear off to God only knows where, and you're not even going to explain to your precious friends about where you've been?"
"I know it sounds horrible," Uruha moaned, "But really, I swear I'll make everything clear later!"
He honestly did want to be alone with Kiera right now. She must be in great shock. He knew HE was in great shock back in her world. Also, he had that nagging urge to ask her about why she introduced herself as his girlfriend.
"Aoi!" Ruki interrupted, "I think we should leave them alone." He walked towards Uruha and patted his shoulder. "If you want to TALK... and be ALONE... to TALK... just the two of you... TALKING... by yourself... ALONE... then we should go."
Uruha knew Ruki was getting the wrong idea but at this point, he'd take anything to get them to leave. "Yes, so... see you later!" Uruha said, waving enthusiastically.