Chie: Well, here in Finland it's past midnight, so it's Friday. ;x I'll be attending animecon this weekend, so I have a busy Friday ahead, taking the train, meeting up with friends and putting on the finishing touches on my costume. So here is this week's drabble a few (10?) hours earlier than usual, I hope you'll enjoy it!

65. Drool inducing

358 Words

That morning, Ken commanded everyone's attention as he casually strolled to the set and wished them good morning.
Satsuki could but stare, wide-eyed and slack-jawed at the form-fitting leather biker jacket that brought a whole new level of deviousness to Narita Ken's image.

"Why the outfit, helmet and all, Ken-san?" Mitsuo asked curiously.

"A movie shoot is coming up with some pretty intense chasing scenes so I thought I'd better let my bike out and practise a bit."

"I want to see," Mitsuo asked, excited like a little boy.

"Sure," Ken shrugged.

Several other members of the cast followed the two outside as well, among then Satsuki, who was having a hard time tearing her gaze off Ken's masculine back, only accentuated by the jacket he wore.

Out on the parking lot it sat, all black and chrome, sleek and sporty. Satsuki didn't know much about motorbikes, but it looked pretty awesome.

"It's a beauty!" Mitsuo commented.

"Hot damn, I would love to try to ride that," Kouji whistled, obviously impressed.

"Which one, the bike or Ken?" Himeko couldn't help asking.

"Both," Kouji replied with a lopsided grin.

Ken either ignored or did not hear the gay actor's comment.

"Nice!" Taiki exclaimed. "If I had my own bike here I would race your pretty boy ass!"

Ken chuckled.

"Enough gawking and standing around," he commanded. "We have work to do."

As they all walked back into the studio, his dark eyes sought out Satsuki.

She looked awed, and kept glancing at him out of the corner of her eye. He decided he rather liked her reaction. He snuck closer, until he was walking right beside her.

"If you ever need a lift, I'd be delighted to give you a ride, Yukino-san," he told her smoothly, bending to talk right by her ear. She flinched, her cheeks flushing lightly. Her widened eyes turned to look at him. Ken flashed her a smirk and then casually strode past her.

Satsuki furiously bit down on her lip as she watched him walk away. Stupid motorbikes and stupid, stupid leather jackets! She had not just been about to drool after Narita Ken!