Kyoko finds herself in a challenging situation when a certain someone makes a guest appearance on Box "R" and forces her to deal with unwelcome and overwhelming feelings.
(Takes place shortly after the Guam arc)
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What? Is? Happening? Ren thought, bewildered.
Kyoko had stuck her tongue into his mouth as if it were nothing. And it was still there! Flitting in and around and—what? The movements themselves were rather clumsy, but that didn't make the experience any less shocking—or less pleasant. He was vaguely aware that his hands were of their own volition wandering down to clutch her lower back and press her closer. Do I just keep going? He wondered. Do I pull back? How far is too far? Dammit, how am I supposed to keep my composure with her doing things like this?!
Sensing something was off, Kyoko pulled away, disentangling herself from what had become a surprisingly tight embrace and looking slightly ashamed. "I'm sorry, Tsuruga-san, I think I got carried away."
He stared at her, eyes lingering on the disarray of her hair and the swelling of her lips. It was a look he'd like to see more often, he thought absentmindedly. Finally, what she'd said seemed to register.
"Carried away?" Tsuruga echoed, bemused.
"With the character," she explained.
"Oh," Ren tried to keep the disappointment out of his voice. "The character likes to-?"
She nodded. "With girls, Nacchan likes to use her influence as the leader of a popular group, but with boys, she definitely likes controlling them with her..." she blushed, "her charisma, let's say."
This was the innocent Kyoko he knew, Ren thought, finally back in familiar territory. "Okay, so you were trying to control the situation by taking the initiative." A little warning might have been nice, he thought, running a hand through his hair.
"Exactly," she said, agreeing, twiddling her fingers uncomfortably, "And because she knew you weren't expecting it, she thought she could use the suddenness of more intimate contact to toy with and confuse you."
Nothing was said for a moment, and she wondered if he was disgusted by her forwardness. She decided to offer another apology, just in case.
When she looked up to address him, the soothing expression Ren had been wearing all night in an attempt to make her feel less skittish had disappeared to be replaced with his most charming gentlemanly smile.
"I see, so I was being toyed with," Ren said slowly, definitely pissed. Do you have any idea what you've put me through? He thought, a vein throbbing at his temple.
"By Nacchan," Kyoko insisted, trying to deflect his anger. "She—"
"Well, then you can tell 'Nacchan' that it was a good effort," he said irritably, and to Kyoko's astonishment, he reached forward and reclaimed his hold on her face, drawing her close once again. "but that if she really wants to 'toy' with someone, then it should go more like this—"
By the end of the night, both Kyoko and Ren were collapsed on the couch, tired, out of breath, and frankly, dehydrated.
