Me: I'm baaaaaaaaaaack!
Butch: *sarcastically* Yay!
Me: Where are my reviews? I think I only got like, one. Two days is enough to type a little something something, right? Right. So I would really like some more REVIEWS. And I'm sorry to establish this rule, but if my reviews lower I'm going to have to do the thing when I need a certain amount of reviews to continue. So review, Kay? Kay. Now lets move on and see what's going to happen next.
So today was the second date. (Ugh! Can't believe I said that.) I just hope it doesn't end in such a racket like it did last time. Maybe I should have walked this time.
"Here we are?" Katsu said after pulling over by a curb at our destination.
I looked out the window and saw we were at a field, kind of. There was a long, endless looking pathway riding up the surface and the grass was an amber looking color. On the path were a patch of rocks lining the edge and at the far end of the path it marched into the woods. But the thing I noticed the most were two motorcycles leaning against a wide tree. One black, one red, both shiny.
I hesitated before getting out of the car and following Katsu over to them.
"So we're riding motorcycles today, huh?" I mutter. "Not good." But the coolest thing ever!
"Yes, I know. Pretty cool right?" Katsu asks grinning widely.
"I guess?" I ask still trying to act nonchalant about it.
"Come on, I'll help you on." he says throwing me on before I can protest.
"Waaa!" I whine as he holds onto the two thingies at the front.
"Grab the clutch." He instructed. He pointed to the lever on the left handle bar. I grasped onto it. "Okay, don't let it go. Now I need to teach you the parts. That over there is the gearshift." He pointed to thing by my left calf. "This throttle," he said pointing to the lever on the right handle bar, "Is the brake you use."
"I thought it was that thingy on the back?" I say confused.
"You are not, and I repeat, not to use that." He says seriously. "On no accounts are you ready. Right grip, not the back. Understand?" I nod. " Good. Now let's get you moving. Remember, don't let go of the clutch, got it?"
"Yes, I got it. Now hurry up." I complain.
"Fine." he says. "You think you can kick start it?"
"Not unless you want me to fall." I reply.
He sighs. "Fine, I'll do it for you. Plant your feet." He demands. I do as said. "Clutch?"
"I've got the clutch for Pete's sake!" I yell.
"Okay." He steps back and with one kick, catches the ignition causing a loud purr to echo through the chilly air. The motorcycle wobbles a bit and I realize I let go of the clutch. Katsu catches me before I fall over.
"Oops." I mumble.
"Don't let go of the clutch, okay?" he says.
"Yes sir." I answer.
"I'll start again." he says. It takes him a while to get the engine to roar, but when it does I make sure I've got the clutch. The motorcycle comes alive beneath me and grumbles like and angry, wild animal beneath me.
"Now try out the throttle softly… and don't let go of the clutch." he adds.
I twist the right handle and grip the clutch tighter. The bike gave a snarl almost scaring the pee out of me.
"Okay, now to put it into first gear use your left foot." he demands.
I kicked the gearshift down one notch.
"Very good." he stepped out of the way. "Now slowly ease up on the clutch."
"I thought you said not to let go?" I say, my eyes widening.
"You've got to move Kaoru." he says.
"But you repeatedly said don't let go of the clutch." I mimicked.
"Just do it little by little." he replies. "Don't worry, I'm here. I won't let anything happen to you, I promise." I looked at him in the eye and I found it completely sincere. I looked forward again. With a deep breath, my fingers started to loosen the lever. The gear caught and wrenched me forward.
I was flying. Well not flying, but I was moving pretty fast. The wind pounded against me heavy. My hair flew behind me and the pressure hit me instantly.
"WHOOHOO!" I screamed. Then I saw the path leading to the right. Man, I didn't learn how to turn!
"Brakes, brakes. Use the brakes." I mutter to my self. I slam my leg down on the back brake and I'm jerked forward. Man, wrong brake. I twist forward, twirling onto the ground and finding myself pelted face down onto the concrete ground with the bike on top of me.
"Kaoru!" I heard Katsu's distant voice but remained unmoving and grunted. The roar of an engine came to my senses as it grew louder, getting closer. Then it had stopped and the heavy weight keeping me down was lifted off. I turned on my back.
"Kaoru!" he said again.
"I'm fine." I say sitting myself up.
"No you're not." he reaches for my head and touches my forehead, making it sting a little. Then he brings it back showing the blood on his fingertips.
"Oh." I say surprised.
He shrugs his jacket off and wrapped it over my shoulders. Then he took his shirt off, his undershirt still on (thank god), and dabbed it gently on the cut, soaking the blood off.
"And I thought it would actually be better than the first." I sigh.
"This was your fault this time so don't be pointing your fingers at me." he says.
"Whatever." I say brushing his hand aside and grabbing the cloth. "Lets just get out of here. This place makes me sick." I see him smile but he tries covering it looking concerned.
"Do you need to go to the hospital?" he asks.
"No!" I almost shout. "I hate that place. I'll be fine. I heal fast."
"Okay, whatever you say." he answers. "But if you need to go later then don't be afraid to say anything."
I just stump off and haul the car door open, hopping into the passengers seat. He grabs the bikes and heads in afterward.
"Wanna get something to eat?" he asks slamming the door behind him.
"No, I'm good." I answer.
"Guess I'll be taking you home then." he sighs. He starts the car and drives off. After a minute of silence I turn to look over at him. He's looking out at the road, his face the image of a stone structure and his emotions covered. I can't help what comes out my mouth then.
"What are you thinking about?" I ask.
He looks at me a little startled.
"What?" he stutters.
"What are you thinking about?" I ask again.
He turns to look at the road again. "Nothing much, just about Carl." he answers. He grimaces. "I still can't believe he'd tried killing us, me, you…" he trails off. He doesn't talk anymore and I knew he wasn't going to, so for once in my life, I wasn't going to be pushy. Instead I turned the radio on and bobbed my head to the music the rest of the way.
Me: Thank you so much for reading and I'm pretty sure this makes up for last weekend.
Butch: Not to us!
Everyone else: Yeah!
Me: I'm sorry. How do you suppose I can make it up to you?
Butch: Get me my laptop!
Me: *ignores Butch* Or maybe I've already made it up. *smirks*
Everyone else plus Butch: What?
Me: I made another story with you in it with this girl named K-on Gal 3000 on her profile page. It's called Deader Than Ever. It's a vampfic BTW.
Everyone minus Me: WHOOHOO!
Me: Go on and check it out. *others scurry off* You too. *pointing at whosever reading* And don't forget to REVIEW. See ya!