Chapter 10
Part 4 of persevere and preserve
I do not own skip beat! Yoshiki Nakamura does.
I've upgraded the rating as you'll see. I'm not necessarily planning things right away, I know pretty much how and when but it can take some times. But I wanted full freedom and the abilities to make bigger innuendos or just of all sort of things I would like so that's why. For now…
When Kyoko finally reached Tsuruga-san door flat, she wasn't tired out yet but was still glad for the break.
She was planning to lay him on the ground a second when she realized two things.
One: The process of putting him on her back again will tire her more than keeping him there…
Two: She didn't have the keys of his flat.
She started to pat around his clothes, seeking for the little hard metallic thing.
She went through his jacket with one hand but it wasn't really easy and she quickly discovered there wasn't anything to look for.
She shifted her giant sack slightly and all the endless limbs tossed around her.
Kyoko gripped Tsuruga-san better and close in on the lock of his flat while Kijima-san spread wildly on the floor snored loudly.
She stepped over him and stared at the lock. She remembered when she went over at his place before.
It was a card. A card and a code were opening the door.
Well, I'll be damn…
She had a chance that he carried the card on him but for the code…
How was Kyoko supposed to find it?
Screw it all…I managed it all until right here…I'm not going to be stop by a stupid code!
What a picture!
She was currently hovering above Kijima-san with Tsuruga-san on her.
Kyoko coughed and blushed with the way her own mind was phrasing it.
He isn't on "on" me, I'm carrying him.
Kyoko stepped back and supported herself on the wall to free one of her arms completely. His phone was the only thing that was in his jacket. But there was one place she didn't check.
Patting around his waist she tried to determine if his trousers' pockets were empty. They were.
Kyoko delicately repeated the operation on his backside and a virulent reddish hue coloured her cheeks when in the process of it she inadvertently caressed his butt. Finally she felt something in his left backside pocket. The least evident to reach in her position.
Kyoko attempted to catch between two fingers the hard plastic card but she nearly dropped Tsuruga-san in doing so and gave up subtlety and efficacy.
Using the wall as an aid, Kyoko gently removed Tsuruga-san from her shoulders and glided him to the ground.
She huffed out with annoyance from the inextricable situation and pulled him to her roughly before plunging strongly her hand in his pocket.
She grabbed the card already singing victory but in doing so she had fiercely pinched Tsuruga-san left butt cheek and to her mortification he moaned softly.
Sorry Tsuruga-san…I just molested you…
The man in question nuzzled his head in the crook of her neck, not bothered for a penny and she squeaked a bit surprised. The tickling feeling startling her.
This is really bad for my heart…
And you!
Someone just molested you! I know it's me and that you're sleeping but you could at least look disturbed from your beauty sleep, damn helpless man!
She shook her head and started looking for the code. She found his wallet but no sign of any code.
Of course…
Any other day she would consider mister fairy had at least a minimum of common sense.
Kyoko was contemplating breaking in when someone greeted her.
"Hi Kyoko-chan said Kijima-san while sitting up clumsily. So you finally make it to the club."
Make it to the-
Damn drunk man!
Kyoko turned Eagle's eyes to him.
-Kijima-san Kyoko said sugary sweet. We are NOT at the club but at Tsuruga-san's flat. By the way you wouldn't happen to know the code of the door, by any chance?
Kijima-san titled his head drunkenly.
"His code?"
"Yes Kijima-san" She said sweetly again though she had a tic at the corner of her mouth.
He drowsily shook his head.
"He never said it. There was no reason for it."
Yes there was! For cases like this! Useless piece of c***!
You are drunk ,my fairy!
Think it through when you go for a drink.
Though if she was honest, she remembered that Tsuruga-san came by his own but the irresponsibility of Kijima-san irritated her.
Kyoko was pulled off of her grumbled when Kijima-san talked again.
"He's really out."
Kyoko glared at him.
"Of course he's out. You drank yourselves out with alcohol."
Kijima-san titled his head again troubled and Kyoko realized it was really annoying to see him.
"N-No. He didn't. Just me. He didn't drank that much. Three drinks at most."
Kyoko froze. She turned to Kijima-san.
"I beg you pardon?"
Kijima-san licked his lips, somehow feeling the menace even in his drunken state.
"He didn't drink that much. Only three drinks as I said."
Kyoko launched herself at him and grabbed him by the col.
"Then care to explain why he is in that state?" She asked with a dead cold tone.
"He's drugged. I didn't tell you? "Kijima-san inquired in a murmur.
Her gaze was throwing daggers when she answered in a very very calm but cold tone:
"No. You didn't tell me."
"Now Kijima-san", Kyoko said beyond furious, "you are going to tell me everything you remember and I don't care if you are drunk."
She jerked him closer to Tsuruga-san then unceremoniously dropped him before attending to Tsuruga-san.
Kyoko took Tsuruga-san head in her bosom and nursed it softly. She should have realized it. His tolerance to alcohol was evidently higher. And more importantly, never would he put himself in such a defenceless and public situation by himself. She was now very worried. Should she take him to the hospital? He was breathing normally. It was already that.
"I'm sorry", whined Kijima-san. "I thought I had told you. I don't know much. I saw from afar a woman put something in his drink while he was in the washroom."
"You saw it and you didn't prevent it to happen" Kyoko growled ready to strangle him.
"I was too late."
"Kijima-san. Let me confirm something. You are accustomed with this sort of places?"
"Yes. I've known a few of them."
"Are you the one who talked about this place to Tsuruga-san?"
"Yes. But we didn't come together. I just happened to be there and to see him."
"Kijima-san. I know you are drunk but the moment is not really well chosen to give excuses. What did you tell him about the club?"
"I-"
"What did you tell him?"
"That it was a secured place, mostly. I'm-I'm sorry", he stammered, "I consider him a friend, I would never wish for this sort of thing to happen."
"Kijima-san, friends look after the other", Kyoko roared. "From what I know, it's not the first time he went with you in a supposedly secured place and paid for it. If he went with you once and went to a place you advised him on later, it means he trusted you. At least remotely. So unless our definition of secured areas are very different, I suggest you'll be more careful with your choices in the future. Because if he trusted you then he wasn't as cautious he would have been be if he hadn't think it was a safe area."
"Plus Kijima-san. You should have noticed by now that though Tsuruga-san is an adult he's not very social and he just doesn't notice the cunning side of some women. He sees them as innocent creatures by default."
"I-I noticed."
"And if you add a fool day or mood, which is the only thing you told me about by the way, he's basically helpless in front of any scheming woman. In brief, if you are his friend, don't advise him bad places, look after him if you see him upset or in no state to defend himself or just be on his guard", Kyoko admonished him severely.
He nodded guiltily.
"Now, do you know what sort of drug it was?"
He rocked his head from left to right.
Kyoko sighed angrily.
"I don't mean to be rude but you are really useless right now Kijima-san and dangerous for Tsuruga-san."
He nodded soundly before opening his mouth a bit.
"What?" She enquired with rage.
"I-I don't know what it was but the club might kn-know it-it", he stuttered.
She quickly called the club and finally got an answer.
A foul outraged ire was making her shake with violence. She wanted to curse the culprit to an endless pit of suffering. She wanted to murder someone then bring her back to life then do it again. She wanted her to suffer from what she had planned to do to Tsuruga-san.
It was a psychoactive drug, the guy from the club didn't know exactly as he wasn't acknowledged with this one in particular but he recognized the components. It was a sort of date rape drug. He had asked around and one of the server remembered a woman entering the booth, leaving it and coming back later and he could have sworn have seen by the opening of the veils the woman touching him boldly. At that time he didn't think too much about it but the server indeed said the man didn't seem to react at all. He seemed a bit dazed.
A woman had drugged him …and tried to abuse of him…
Even managed it a bit…
Fury was making her tremble from head to toes and she unconsciously tightened her hold on Tsuruga-san.
The server said to the manager that, quite quickly after that, a friend came and she left then later another strange woman came and took him with her to a taxi. Though the guy didn't understand the look he had on him when he got out.
She was already feeling a lot more clement toward Kijima-san.
"What happened after he drank the drink, Kijima-san?" she coldy asked.
"He said he was feeling a bit warm and went to refresh himself and when he came back he kind of drowsed off and I went for another drink until I saw the same woman entering his booth. Then I came back to him and called you."
"Kijima-san. I take back what I said. You might not be that useless. The drug was a psychoactive one, one that used to abuse people. You most possibly prevent him to be abused."
Kijima-san gasped horrified and he seemed to sober up a bit for an instant.
"I think this night is going to haunt me."
Serve you right.
"Stay put. I'm going to try waking Tsuruga-san."
"Tsuruga-san. Tsuruga-san?" Kyoko called again and patted softly his cheeks.
"Come on. I know you are not well, I just need the door's code. Tsuruga-san. Please wake up."
She furrowed her brows worryingly. Tears were coming to her eyes but she didn't have time to panic so she shook her head wildly until she had collected her wits.
She sat on the floor with Tsuruga-san's head in her lap and took her phone again. Searching franticly what were the consequences once the drug was ingested.
After a short while she found what she was looking for.
Come on Come on…
"Kyoko-chan? Why are we staying on the floor?" timidly asked Kijima.
"Because I don't have the code's door and I have more important matters at hand right now!" She snapped angrily.
So
Dizziness…trouble talking…trouble moving and controlling your muscles…
But he isn't moving at all!
Feeling nauseous…Very slow or fast heartbeat…Amnesia
Kyoko quickly took his pulse. It was very slow. Steady but so very slow.
Confused…have trouble breathing…passing out…be sleepy…Be warm or cold…
Okay. He was a bit been warm. He has a little fever. He clearly passed out and was sleeping but he doesn't have trouble breathing.
"Screw it!"
She looked for a doctor on duty and called.
A good old measured voice answered and she explained the situation as quickly and calmly as she could.
"You should take him to me or the hospital" He advised.
"I can't. We have a bit of a situation here. He would do him worse to bring him there."
The doctor accepted her explanation quite easily and he asked further questions on the state of Tsuruga-san.
After a while he advised her to stay with him.
"You can't leave him alone no matter what and regularly check his pulse. Then if he wakes up, give him a lot of water. You are sure the worse was avoided, right?"
"Yes. With the help of a…a friend. And me, later on."
"Okay then, like what you read, he might feel disoriented and won't possibly remember a thing so take care of him. Ah- and he might vomit so be cautious of that too. If he is sweating, it's a good sign because it would mean he is eliminating the drug. And when he wakes up, if he isn't too nauseous give him sweet things, with sugar. Actually, you can even give him sugary water right away. It would be more easy to digest and will accelerate his metabolism and so the elimination of the drug."
Kyoko agreed to everything and ended the call.
Wait.
"The code. A call."
Wasn't there a guardian in this super luxurious apartment complex?
If she remembered correctly, there was one.
She searched again, called again. And after quickly explaining their predicaments, the guardian gave her the code saying she was on the guests list anyway.
She rapidly taped 2510, the code of the lock and the door blissfully opened.
"There is a guest room at the back on the very left" Kyoko said before pushing the door to open at the most of its capacity.
Kijima-san scrambled on to his feet and entered the apartment.
As gingerly as possible Kyoko smoothly took him back on her back and shoulders and regained the ingenious hold on his arms and legs before carefully carrying him inside his home.
When she reached his bed Kyoko tenderly laid him on it, removed socks and shoes and felt sick.
She couldn't laugh anymore in front of his coloured face. Kyoko felt like she had abused him too. She knew it was for the sake of his reputation but it didn't help her.
It had been so close…
If Kijima-san had been just a bit more of an idiot…
Just a bit more drunk…
I wouldn't even have received a call…
Kyoko took his pulse once more, prepared plain water and sugary one. A bowl of cold water with a towel followed and she sat on the carpet near his bed, getting ready for the long night.