Distant Kisses

3

My mom and I drank hot chocolate every night of her stay. Christmas was approaching, and fast. I needed to go shopping for presents. I thought I would get my mom something nice but simple. Like a sweater with cats imprinted on it. I also needed to get something for Ryu, Kiersten, and Chii. I sighed and leaned back on my couch. So much to do but so little time to do it. My mom was currently shopping at the grocery store to get more hot chocolate. She insisted I stayed, saying that the news was going on and on about burglars and what not. I'm almost positive she just wanted an opportunity to buy me something without my knowing concent.
I couldn't stop thinking about Chii since his last 'visit.' The more I think about it the more he's still a creep. I kept replaying what happened all day and it kept me awake at night. I blushed every time I caught myself replaying what happened, but I didn't stop. Could it be that I like Chii too? I shook my head at the idea of me liking a hairy asshole.
My mom finally got home and set the groceries on the kitchen counter. I couldn't help but notice her slip a small bag behind her as she walked to my bathroom. "I have to poop," she insisted. "Yeah, mom. You don't have to announce that you know," I laughed. I assumed she would hide the bag somewhere in the bathroom where I wouldn't normally look or be in.
My phone vibrated next to me. I turned it on and saw that Ryu texted me. Yo! Hey gurlfren! Christmas parrtayy at my house! Swing by around like 8! See ya there! (BTW Chii's comin wink wonk)
I couldn't help but laugh a Ryu's stupid attempt at a party invitation. I considered the idea of going, but what would my mom do? She came all the way here just to see me after all. I would have to ask her if I could go first. My mom came out of the bathroom and sat down next to me on the couch.
I decide this is a good time to bring up the party.
"Hey mom. Can I go to a Christmas party my friend's hosting?" My mom laughed. "Why are you asking? Honey, you're too young to be worrying about me. Go live your life." I nodded. "Thanks mom."
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My mom bought me a red dress with green ruffles on the outside. She also got a green bowtie to go with it. I figured the least I could do was put it on, even though it wasn't all that comfortable. "Go on now. Enjoy your self!" I walked to the door but did a double-take. "Mom, what are you gonna do? Its Christmastime an-" "I already told you not to worry about me. I will be perfectly fine. Really, trust me." I nodded and hugged her. She kissed my cheek and I waved her goodbye. I walked to Ryu's house without a single regret in mind. I rang her doorbell and waited.
"Hey gurl!" Ryu greeted me as she opened the door. "Hey Ryu," I said as I walked inside and observed the party. "Make yourself at home. We're all fam here." She winked at me. I nodded and spotted Chii in a dark corner of Ryu's living room that had been turned into a 'party room'. I wanted to walk over and talk to him, but as I started toward him, I hesitated for I replayed 'the scene' in my head. I blushed and clenched my fists. It seemed as though Chii spotted me because he started walking toward me. "Hi Mayana," he said in his gross old man voice. "Oh, h-hi Chii," I said nervously. He stood beside me. "Want something to drink?" Wait, is he talking about alcohol?? "Uh, OK." Chii walked over to a table in the center of the room and got some red juice. Probably fruit punch. "Here," he handed me a cup of the red liquid. "Thanks." I stood there awkwardly with the cup in my hand.
Chii nodded.
"So.... How about them Lakers?" I tried to make conversation with this hairy brat. Chii laughed. "Since when did you like American sports?" I shrugged. Living in Japan, I sports were somewhat popular, but definitely not as popular as in America. I smiled. I could talk to this dofus all day if I really wanted to.
"So, I was wondering.... Are you doing any thing after this?" Chii asked me. I hesitated before answering. I was thinking I would spend some time with my mom, considering its Christmas Eve and all, but I remembered what my mom said. "Nah," I replied. "Wanna come over again." Chii shifted his eyes over to the other side of the room, avoiding eye contact. I wanted to say yes, but I couldn't help but think he would try to rape me or something. I sighed. "Why not."
For a couple of hours, me and Chii talked and danced a little, but I tried not to seem to eager to get out. "Wanna go now?" I asked impatiently. Chii shrugged. "I guess." We left without saying goodbye to anyone.
We walked to Chii's house in silence. I grew more uncomfortable in my dress with each passing second. It was so tight I thought I would suffocate at any second. "What do you want to do?" Asked Chii once we got to his house. No one else was home. I shrugged. I should have thought about this. "Anything really." Chii and I climbed the stairs to his room and we talked for a while.
I still hate to admit it, but I enjoyed myself. Just a little though.
I felt the urge to want to kiss Chii. I don't know why, I don't want to know why. My feelings are so scrambled right now. I looked into Chii's eyes. I felt myself slowly inching closer to him. I noticed Chii was slowly inching closer to me too. I slowly closed my eyes as I felt my lips caress his. I'm kissing Chii. After thinking about it, this is the first time I have kissed a guy. Technically the whole situation with Chii beforehand didn't count cause I didn't kiss him back. I felt lucky to have someone like Chii, even i hr was a creepy pervert who likes to put my panties on his head. We seperated after a minute or so of continues kissing. I felt my cheeks get hot and I looked away, trying to hide my face.
"I should go home now. My mo-" Chii cut me off by grabbing me by the shoulders and kissing me. This time though, I didn't kiss him back. Did this jackass really just cut me off again? I was actually almost frustrated for the first time in the last couple of hours.
I pulled away. "Really Chii." He sighed and threw himself back on his bed. "Okay." I nodded and hugged him. I left without saying another word.