104. Anxiety
552 Words
By Saturday, Satsuki was pretty much a nervous wreck. She had barely got a wink of sleep last night, having spent hours twisting in her sheets. Her mood alternated between giddy, excited nervousness and sheer near-panic. Half of the contents of her closet had been emptied out on her bed. Ken would be picking her up in an hour, and she still had not decided what she should wear. For perhaps the first time in her life, Satsuki cursed her tomboy nature. She wanted to look good, but the vast majority of the clothes she owned were so casual; hoodies and jeans, t-shirts and many pairs of shorts to choose from. But the nicer apparels were quite glaring in the inexistence. Some fancier tops and blouses were located, but the amount of skirts and dresses were minimal. In fact, she only had two dresses, one that had been a gift from one of her girlfriends, complaining as she often did that Satsuki should try dressing a bit more femininely. The actress now woefully wished she had listened to her friend's advice. The other dress she had actually bought herself, for her first ever TV appearance in that talk show where she had been interviewed together with her Inuyasha colleagues. Having narrowed the selection down to those two, Satsuki tried them both on. She ended up going with the one her friend had got her, the other felt too stiff and formal, and wearing it would only feed her nervousness.
Well, that was one less thing to worry about. She heaved a sigh. She still didn't really want to believe that Himeko and Kouji were right about Ken's intentions for tonight. She was not sure if she was ready for that yet. There hadn't really been any kissing between them either, Ken had seemed to be content with taking things slow so he could convince her that he was not only after a physical relationship – after all, this whole dating of theirs was kind of a trial run anyway, to make sure Ken would not end up breaking her heart.
She was very grateful to Ken for this, and thoroughly appreciated it… But a part of her would be ready for something a bit more. Satsuki still remembered her first-hand experience in what a good kisser Narita Ken was. Even if she was not yet ready to go all the way, that did not mean she would resist a little something.
Her mind set, a smile finally graced her lips. She would get through this, and she would have fun tonight, that was for sure!
She chose a nicer pair of underwear – just in case – before she slipped on the dress. She would rather be safe than sorry.
And so against all odds she was dressed nicely and on time when her doorbell rang. She answered the door and greeted Ken a little breathlessly.
He simply stood there, with that familiar crooked smile on his lips. It was somehow weird seeing him in her corridor. Satsuki fidgeted a little, fingering the hem of her dress.
"You look exquisite," he complimented her.
The brunt of Satsuki's nervousness dissolved at that, and she flashed him a bright smile.
"Are you ready?"
"Yes," was her determined answer as she grabbed her purse and followed Ken out.