74. Rude Awakening
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Upon waking up, Satsuki rushed out of the bed. She spent the first beautiful moments of her morning being violently sick, heaving the contents of her stomach and quite possibly some of her innards as well into the toilet. After that was done, she drew shakily back to her feet and went to rinse her mouth. It tasted like something had crawled up in there to die. Holding a trembling hand to her painfully pounding head, she staggered out of the bathroom and fell to her bed, crawling under the blankets and curling up to die.
"Do you perhaps want a pain killer?" a deep, amused voice asked her.
Satsuki's eyes shot open and grew impossibly wide as she stared at the man occupying the other bed in the room in utter disbelief.
"You!" she rasped. "What the hell are you doing in my room?"
"My dear Satsuki, you wound me. Don't tell me that you've forgotten all about our magical night?" Ken questioned, his eyes glowing.
Satsuki grew even paler and suddenly realised something she had not noticed before. She was dressed in a hotel bathrobe, all of her clothes were gone.
All of them. Even her underwear.
"Also I'd like you to know that this happens to be my room," Ken continued calmly.
Erratic panic fluttered in her poor pounding brain.
She couldn't have… with him? No way.
But then again, no matter how hard she tried, she could only recall bits and pieces of last night. Kouji and Himeko laughing. Uncomfortably straightforward and perverted discussion. Escaping from her room (or rather, from Kouji and Himeko). Bumping to Narita. And –
Oh god. Why had she gone and kissed him?
But a kiss did not mean anything more would have happened, right? Right?!
After all, she had not woken in his bed!
… But you did wake up as good as naked in his room, the cold harsh voice of reality reminded her.
Staring at the grinning man in mute horror, Satsuki did the only sensible thing.
She fled.
When the door banged shut behind her, Narita could no longer still his laughter.
What a reaction that had been! A part of him was displeased, reminding him that he might have just undone months' worth of work, after all, he had decided that a head on confrontation wouldn't work with Satsuki, that he would have to bid his time and wear her out. She would undoubtedly avoid him for a while.
But he couldn't help the temptation. It had simply been too amusing.
He would let her be freaked out for a while, to see her jump every time he entered a room.
A smirk rose to his lips.
And then maybe, after a while, he would let the poor woman out of her misery, and tell her that nothing had actually happened last night.