Chapter 3: Kouta asks the unreasonable.

It took about ten minutes before Kimiko had managed to calm Nakada-san down enough to bring her back to the living room to continue the matchmaking session.  

 

For some reason, it was clear Nakada-san had been crying after she saw me, and was still quite visibly upset in some way.

 

I really wanted to apologize for whatever it was that I had unknowingly done that brought her to this state.  Even for the previous time she mentioned that I couldn’t for any reason seem to remember having happened at all.  I couldn’t find the right moment in the yet existent conversation to insert an apology that would allow me escape the current situation, even after Kimiko had told me directly not to go anywhere.

 

We all sat together with some silent awkwardness hanging in the air for a little while, before Kimiko finally broke the ice for us.

 

“Let’s try the introductions again, okay? Kawamura-kun…”

 

“Ha.   Hajimemashite I am Kawamura Kouta.  I am happy to be acquainted with Nakada-san.”

 

“H..hajime…mashite?  You're lying…” she shrieked in disbelief.

 

“E~ Shi-chan, get ahold of yourself!” Kimiko carefully grabbed hold of her.

 

No, it seems hopeless. Tears are now streaming the cheeks of Nakada-san in full force.  It seems I’ve found where I can insert my apology, and get the hell out of this surreal situation.

 

I get up, and do a minor bow, before excusing myself. 

 

“I apologize to Nakada-san for my presence causing you undue stress.  For whatever I may have done to upset you, I also deeply apologize.  I will leave first, so please disregard whatever I have done to offend you. It wasn't intentional at all.”

 

Despite Kimiko and Senpai's advice, I advance to the door at once.

 

All I hear is a piercing “Ikanaide!!” before I am suddenly tackled to the floor.

 

When my sense of balance returns, there is a very somber and scared looking Nakada-san semi-straddling me.  Her beautiful tear-stained face framing those golden orbs are looking only at me.  So deep into me... but why are they so tinted with sadness? 

 

I want to ask her, but I can’t move my mouth to...? 

 

Why can't I move my mouth?

 

Oh.  it’s because she’s occupying my mouth with her own.

 

Yes.  Nakada-san's mouth, in which held that same lewd tongue that cleaned my father off after he violated her while I watched in secret, and had caused me let it out myself in trauma, was now plunging viciously into my mouth, wrestling my tongue, and forcing me to take breaths through my nostrils, and the small momentary breaks in the seals of our lips.

 

Chupu~ rero~ paku~ reroro~

I want to say my first kiss was enjoyable.  It was with the woman I loved after all, right?  My first crush, right? I should be happy, right?  But the kiss was a sad one, and her tears only made it taste salty.  When did the kiss end? How long did it last?  I could have probably asked Michio or Kimiko afterwards, but I refrained from doing so.  It was surreal enough that even if I knew, my brain wouldn't be able to correct the timing of it all.

 

The dangerous kiss did end though.  Eventually the Miyajima couple had come to our side at one point to help extricate us from each other.  Well, her from me anyway, and up and off the floor.

 

Kimiko had ushered Nakada-san out onto their balcony, for a moment of fresh air.  Michio-senpai on the other hand, put a hand on my shoulder and just shook his head.  I was being asked, again, nonverbally, not to leave, and to trust him. 

 

I acquiesced.

 

I don’t know what caused any of this to happen, and the mood is definitely far more awkward now than moments ago, so I can only lower my head, nod quietly, and let Senpai escort me back to the couch.

 

On the balcony, it seems Kimiko is hugging and stroking the head of  Nakada-san, who is now shakily sharing a cigarette with Kimiko, while more tears stain her face.  If she has makeup on, it's top quality, nothing is out of sorts except Nakada-san.  Even around the rim of her eye the small smear of eyeliner is hardly noticeable.

 

From time to time she looks my way, as if she’s looking at something like a ghost or illusion.  Sometimes she stares for a moment, other times she looks away when I meet her golden gaze. I don’t know how to feel right now, only that I am grateful my erect son is doing a great job remaining hidden in my pants. That kiss she forced on me was… intense, to say the least.  It was salty and sad, but definitely intense.

 

Nakada-san… what the fuck is going on with you?

 

After a while, Kimiko seems to have managed to calmed her down again, and so she takes charge of the nonexistent conversation of the last few minutes and decides to skip the introductions this time, and asks some relevant questions instead.

 

“Kawamura-kun.  How do you know my Shi-chan?” she asks from the balcony.  It's close to the sofa, so there is no problems conversing normally.

 

“I don’t. Well, not really?  I’ve only known about her from school last year.  I’ve seen her quite a few times in passing, but I don’t recall ever talking to her directly.  This situation is actually a bit confusing to me too.” I explain.

 

I can see that the answer I gave isn’t the one Nakada-san wants to hear, whose face looks empty at my admission, but it’s the only one I have, or at least that I am willing to give.  To say to her right now that I saw her fucking my old man last night. No. I won’t say it. Saying it is tantamount to admitting it happened, and was real.  I am firmly in denial over such a thing, despite it being obviously true.

 

“I see.  Then if it’s alright with you, can we continue?” Kimiko asks in regards to our matchmaking session.

 

“If Nakada-san is fine with continuing, I am as well.  Once again, I don’t know what I did, but I can only offer an apology.” I bow slightly while seated, again in sincerity.

 

Nakada-san whispers something to Kimiko, then the two girls decide to come back to the living room, and sit down again.  They are on the couch across from me, and I am sitting in a sofa chair.  Senpai has pulled over a spare chair from the kitchen table for himself.

 

“So, Kawamura-kun.  Since you know this bundle of nerves here already somehow, what do you think?” Kimiko prods me.

 

“What do I think? Even if you ask me…” Bundle of nerves huh?  I suppose that's a polite way of putting it.

 

“Well, I can tell you that she’s definitely an interested party.  Since you say it’s your first time meeting her, is there anything you’d like to know about her then?  Anything that interests you?  Maybe her three sizes?”  Kimiko decides to make the conversation go in a light direction.  I can agree that is the best route to take as well.

 

“I too am an interested party."  I say. "Then fine.  What I'd like to know is  why you suddenly said ‘don’t leave!' and attacked me just now?”

 

“I-I’m sorry I attacked you...Kouta.  It's just that... I’ve been waiting to meet you again.  It’s been a long time since then, when I met you last.  I was actually beginning to think you were only a hallucination of mine.  When you finally appeared just now, and then were about to suddenly disappear again… I-I was terrified that I might never find you again, especially after having looked for so long… So, I had to stop you, somehow...”

 

"But was it really necessary?  Senpai has my phone number, right?  You could have just taken some time later, and texted me?"

 

"..."

 

Ah, she's turning red now that she understood she didn't have to do that.

 

“It’s fine, your feelings reached me well enough. That kiss should at least let you believe that I'm certainly not a hallucination, right?  Plus there's no way  I can complain about a beauty like Nakada-san knocking me down and taking my first kiss forcefully, now can I?”

 

I lay out a jab, only because my mind is still reeling from the sad and salty passionate kiss.  

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“That was Kouta-kun’s first...kiss?”  Nakada-san reaches up and touches her own lips.

 

“Mm. That was my first passionate kiss, sorry if it was disappointing for Nakada-san.”

 

She shakes her head.

 

“Un… I got Kouta’s first kiss… I’m happy.”

 

What is there to be happy about taking a DT’s first kiss?  Are you a DT hunter?  No, wait, then why were you with my dad earlier?

 

“Pushu~ Man, I don’t know where to go from here.  I wasn’t expecting this kind of development.  Though when it comes to this girl, stuff like this happens ALL. THE. TIME!” Kimiko says with a bit of frustration. “Say, Kawamura-san. Let's just skip to the end. Want to become this useless girl’s lover?  It’s pretty clear she’s into you for some reason, and I can guarantee you, she'll let you do her.”

 

DO~DON!

 

Just like that, huh?  Can you even casually say ‘hey, become her lover’ with a straight face like that in a situation like this?  What kind of friend are you?

 

“Mm.  Well, it’s not like Nakada-san isn’t in my entire strike zone as senpai had said.  But, I’d be a bit worried for her to be seen with someone like me.” I say with concern.

 

“Why??”  Nakada fiercely interjects.

 

“Well, isn’t Nakada-san one of the school beauties?  She’s really popular, and if she were seen with someone like me… it might cause her some problems?”

 

“What the hell are you saying problems? Who the fuck’s opinions would I give a shit about!? I'd give them a whole load of problems instead!!” She got angry all of a sudden.  That bitch side of her is attractive as well.   “Do you have ANY fucking idea just how long I was looking for YOU?  You... BAKA KOUTA!”

 

She was looking for me?  Why? For what reason? Nevermind that, why am I suddenly an idiot?

 

“But it doesn’t matter anymore..." she finishes softly "My Kouta is...finally here.”

 

She calms down just as quickly as she got agitated.  Is it one of those disorders? Bi-polar?

 

Kimiko just rubs Nakada-san’s back calmly, and Michio-senpai and I remain silent, when she drops her guard completely.

 

“I don’t mind becoming lovers, but that’s not really what I’m after…” I say concretely

 

It seemed like me saying that was about to trigger another round of emotional upheaval from Nakada-san all of a sudden.

 

“Ahhh~ Is it because I am used goods after all?  That Kouta doesn't want to touch me?” she cry-screams.

 

No, that’s not it at all.  I already know about that.  I can even deal with that, somehow. Maybe.

 

“Wait, I think Nakada-san is misunderstanding something." I try and salvage the conversation before it's too late "It’s not that I don't want to be lovers with Nakada-san… but rather, I’d like to date her properly at first, and then become lovers after?”

 

She looks at me softly then, her face twisting from upset to only minor confusion.  What does she see in me that made her so disappointed I didn't want to jump at the chance to be her lover immediately? I can’t help but wonder… 

 

“...date me properly...and become lovers after...?” she parrots the end of the statement.

 

“Well, I do like Nakada-san, and if she says such things, I can’t very well change her past, can I?  But what about Nakada-san’s future…?”

 

“My Future…?” She asks.

 

“Well, Nakada-san is someone I’ve liked for a while now as well, but is not someone I ever thought I might have a chance to get to know in my whole lifetime you know?  I’m not exactly a popular person in school or real life for that matter, and my looks are only average at best.  If the beautiful Nakada-san is open to the idea of accepting someone average like me as a lover, then I would like to date her, in a proper fashion, because she deserves no less, right?”

 

???

 

She’s staring at me intensely now with those golden eyes.

 

“Kouta… you… do understand what kind of girl I am… have become… right?” She says, sniffling.

 

“I've heard some things, but the only thing I'll consider the truth, is what Nakada-san may choose to share about herself with me, in the future."

 

"Well if you are going to go that far saying such thing, then the risk should match the reward, right?" 

 

"Makes sense."

 

“Kouta, let me ask you something.  This is just for my amusement.  Even if it’s impossible, if there is one thing you want from this Nakada-san, what would it be?”

 

Isn’t that the easiest question, with the worst possible answer.

 

“If I answer that, you will hate me.”

 

“If it’s hateful then do a dogeza.” 

 

Suu~ha.

 

You want me to really say it?  I am a fucking expert at dogeza!  I can say anything, and with all the many forms I had acquired just to appease that crazy overbearing bitch of an Onee-chan I have, you won't be let off easy!!

 

I get up from the sofa and walk a few steps over to where Nakada-san was sitting next to Kimiko.  I make a flawless drop onto my knees, I make a seiza pose before folding my torso so tightly,  and have my head firmly pressing against the ground.  My arms are perfectly aligned so that I look like a sideways ‘ru’ hiragana.

 

I take a deep breath, and focus my voice to project out of my diaphragm for maximum effect.

 

Then I let it out.  I let it out all at Nakada-san.

 

“I would like to have Nakada-san’s first time.”

 

(Secret 03:  Kouta's first kiss was in fact taken by Nakada-san, but it wasn't in Michio-senpai's apartment.)

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