Keiko
sighed as she stared aimlessly out the window, the landscape zooming
by. Normally she loved trains, but today they did not hold the
same thrill for her as the usually did.
This was probably due to the fact that Keiko had gotten
no sleep the night before, between packing, Rina’s warnings,
and Anji’s warnings.
Neither
of them was to thrilled with the idea of this trip, there were
too many opportunities for her cover to be blown.
Keiko
sighed again and lay her head back onto her seat, sleep finally
coming to her.
or
at least that is the only reason I can fathom that she would like
me. She saw you standing there pale, then she fluttered her eyelashes…”
Keiko’s face contorted into a mask of pure disgust.
“Maybe
she will give up?”
“Not
likely. This is Mai we are talking about, Rina. She never gives
up until she gets what she wants. And that appears to be.…me.”
/o:p>
Keiko
merely stared at the pair in an embarrassed silence then froze
as there was a knock at the adjoining door.
“Wha’
da ya want Amuro?” Jiro was unconcerned.
“Did
Fujishige hide in there?”
“Depends.”
“On
what?”
“Where
Toseki is.”
“Last
I saw running towards the boardwalk, or at least that direction.”
“The
yes he is in here. Unlock the door.” Jiro waved a hand in
Keiko’s direction and Keiko winced.
Anji’s gonna blow a gasket when
he sees this.
The glint in his eyes confirmed
Keiko’s fear.
“Thanks
guys.” Keiko called as Anji, from the doorway, clamped a
hand onto her arm and dragged her into the room. His grip was
so tight that the circulation in her arm was cut off.
“What
is with Amuro?” Jiro watched Keiko disappear through the
door ad heard the immediate click of the lock.
Otaru
shrugged a perplexed look on his face. “I don’t know,
I have never seen Amuro do that before.”
“Just
what was that?” Anji hissed.
“That…nothing…”
“Nothing?
In that rooms are to half dressed males. You call that nothing!”
“Mai
spilled her lemonade on them.” Keiko whispered in a quiet
voice when whined. “Anji…you’re hurting me…I
cant feel my arm.”
Anji
blinked and released her arm. “I worry about you Kei, just
be careful.”
“I
am careful.” Keiko stated. Most of the time.
ed as an ice cold hand touched her bare foot and
she was rewarded with laughter.
“So
your finally awake, I’ve been calling you for five minutes.”
Otaru sat down on the bed next to Keiko, tossing the covers back
over her. Thankfully Keiko was sprawled on her stomach, turned
away from Otaru slightly, her arm flung over a pillow.
“Otaru…”
Keiko blushed. “What are you doing here?”
“Amuro
let me in.”
“He
did WHAT?!?!?” Keiko shot up in bed, clutching the pillow
to her cheats, thankful for the fact that she wore her black pajamas.
“You
seemed surprised.” Otaru laughed. “I guess he figured
since it was three in the afternoon you should get up.”
“I’ll
have to talk with him about that later…” Keiko’s
voice was menacing. Anji’s thoughtlessness could blow her
cover.
Otaru tossed the key Anji had given him to Keiko as he stood. “We are all down at the beach. I’ll wait for you at the bottom of the stairs.” Otaru opened the door and was greeted by a panicked Anji. His panic was twofold:
hem taking their temperatures.
It was defiantly
an interesting vacation, full of misadventures…but Keiko
would not change a thing...well maybe the Anji afflicted bruises
on her arm. I wonder what will happen next.
End