The Scenic Route ( Calamity )

[Jenna Scorn]

A pair of flat, black mary janes were slipped about her ankles. And delicate fingers would buckle them in place. She'd take a moment to look at her shoes, the tips decorated with a pink kitty face, tapping them together before seating herself at her mirror.

Long strands of blond and pink were pulled back with a single black beret, strands of hair would fall down the small of her back in slight curls. Fingers would softly play with a few strands before resting at her side.

Those blue eyes were lined with black, a slight shimmering pink glitter and finally adorned with black mascara, those lips had been glossed and now she sat patiently in the living room.

Her fingers softly playing with the hem of her black dress, that was buttoned to her neck, and had a cute set of frills near the shoulder. Near her, sat her black purse, and a black track jacket with pink stripes down the sleeves.

Calamity wouldn't make eye contact with her mother, who had entered the living room, of course eying her daughter who was neatly dressed. The old, frail japanese women would glare almost, those black strands lined with grey were pulled back into a tight bun.

"Jenna?"

Calamity would look towards the floor, her palms resting upon her knees as her mother would pause, standing still. Her mother would take a step towards her, but the roar of an engine outside would grab her mother's attention, and Calamity's as well.

Her mother would go to the window, peeking through the blinds as the Viper parked, and Calamity would hurry to rest aside her mother.

"Nani? Wakarimasen?"
(What? Whats this?.)

The ladie's eyes would shoot towards Jenna as Hiroko stepped out of the car. And here stood Calamity, looking at her mother and bowing her head.

"Gomen nasai!"
(I'm sorry.)

Her mother's eyes would narrow upon her daughter, and would turn back towards the window as she saw Hiroko heading towards the door, gifts in hand.

Jenna's mother would step away from the window, looking very disappointed in her daughter and would head away from the door, but the nosey women would stay near.

Calamity would open the door, peeking at Hiroko and a soft smile playing on her lips.

"Hello, Hiroko-san."

Bowing her head slightly in greeting and glancing off to the side to see if her mother was still near by, and of course she was.

[Jenna Scorn]

"Mm. Hello again Jenna. "

She would now raise her head, a few strands falling into her face, and she'd take a moment to brush them from her face. She'd blush slightly as Hiroko took her hand, feeling his lips upon it she'd look away slightly, only letting those eyes return to meet his gaze when her hand was resting at her side.

"This is for you, and so is this."

She reached out to take the rose from him, eying it for a moment and soon bringing it to her nose where she'd give a gentle sniff. Now, parting her lips to speak to herself as she'd carefully hold onto the stem.

"Utsukushii!"
(Beautiful)

Now, setting the rose softly upon a near by table she'd take a moment to hold onto the box. Looking at it for a moment, giving a small shake and now opening the lid. She'd blink her eyes, peeking inside and soon bringing the bracelet into her hand.

Her eyes would inspect the charms, and when the hulk would come into view she'd give a small laugh. Now, placing the box tot he side and fastening the bracelet upon her dainty wrist.

"Ah, Hiroko-san! Arigato!"

A smile to him, and bowing her head to show her appreciation.

"Are you ready to go? or.."

"Oh, yes."

She'd turn on heels and would head tot he couch, snatching up her purse and jacket. Pulling the jacket about her frame, and zipping it up, now letting her eyes fall upon her mother, as Hiroko had obviously seen the old women.


"Mm. Is that you're mother?"

She swallowed, stopping in her tracks as she'd glance at her mother and then to Hiroko. Giving a small nod, her eyes falling to the floor.

"Hai."
(yes)

"Should I meet her before we go? We have a little time before the reservations are ready. "

Licking her lower lip, Calamity would raise a hand to motion towards her mother, who obviously looked very displeased with the whole situation. The old women seemed to glare at Hiroko, those brown eye's of her's falling on Hiroko's scar.

Calamity spoke to her mother.

"Suki desu ka?"
(do you like him?)

"Iie!! Anone! Iie!"
(no! listen to me! no)

The frail women would snap at Calamity through pressed lips, whispering, though irritation was still visible.

"Kudasai, okaasan?"
(please mother?)

The older lady would look away from Jenna, and scrutinize the monster of a man who stood in there doorway.

"Hiroko, this is my mother. Sachiyo Kawamoto."

Licking her lip again, softly stepping towards her mother.

[Jenna Scorn]

"You are aware I am japanese?"

The two ladies would freeze in place, the older one looking form Hiroko to Jenna. Jenna would only smile softly at her mother, and soon look back to Hiroko.

Had Calamity known?
Not at all.

Now, her mother would look a little disturbed at the moment. And Calamity's hand would find her mother's elbow where she'd offer a reassuring smile.

"Your daughter is quite intelligent, and she seems to be of great culinary skills compared to most of the riff raff that comes through that school. I would not doubt it would take her no more then a year to get a degree, much as mine was. "

Hiroko would place his hand upon her head and she'd let her eyes fall on him. those eyes posted to him.

Liar.
I'm hardly ever in school.

Now, she felt the flesh of his thumb upon her forehead and she'd look back at her mother.

" I trust it is of no conflict that I am taking her out for dinner Miss Kawamoto?"

The older women would only watch Hiroko and soon nod to Calamity who would step away. The older lady would turn, and make her way down the hall way, grumbling to herself.

And Calamity would have her back to Hiroko, watching the women venture off.

"Oyasuminasai!"
(goodnight)

Now, the younger girl would turn to Hiroko. Smiling ever so slightly as she'd look up at him.

"Sorry about that, she's normally very behaved."

[Jenna Scorn]

"Mm... Your mom does not like me does she?"

She'd bite her lip, giving a small sigh from her lips before looking up at Hiroko.

He kissed her on the cheek, feeling his warm lips against her flesh, she'd blush yet again.

"It's not you, its me. Your older, and the scar sort of set her off. I'm guessing you reminded her of my last boyfriend."

She swallowed, fingers itching as she'd tug at the zipper of her jacket for a moment and now his hand was against her's, his fingers lacing in with her's as the two of them were leaving.

She'd shut the door behind her, and now was walking in place with the much larger being.


"As for your mom.. well. Behaving or not. I stand by the fact she does not like me. "

"It's not that..."


You just, hold a striking resemblance to Daisuke.
Older, taller, obviously powerful.

She'd smile and look up at him.

"It's nothing to be worried about."

[Jenna Scorn]

"Mm.. well. Tell your mom she does not need to worry. While I am around no one will hurt you. I am not this size for nothing. "


She'd smile, and give a small laugh to him.
It had to of been true, he was massive after all.
Hiroko could crush Daisuke, if problems ever arose.

"So. Do you feel like going to the resturaunt I had picked out or something else?"

Looking up at him, a few strands of blonde and pink falling into her face.

"No, I'm game. I'm not picky."

She felt him near, his arm veiled about her shoulder.
She'd glance at his hand, as it drew her near, and would look forward again.

Truth be told, Jenna's mother hadn't liked his scar.
Or his appearance, he was too much like Daisuke.
And Daisuke had been trouble.

And even though Hiroko has his scars, hidden away.
So did she.

She had many things hidden, they dwelled deep within her closet of lies, underneath a curtain of deception.

[Jenna Scorn]

"Mm... Well. If you are not picky, good. Because they are supposed to have some of the best comfort food around. I do not know why people spend hundreds of dollars on fish eggs, snails, froglegs, and nasty ass putrid meat. Rich people are retarded I suppose. Stuffed frog is good however, as long as it is cleaned and cooked properly. "

"Comfort food? Mmmmm."

Now, he'd open the door, and she'd watch with those blue eyes as his hand snagged the door. And as the door would swing open she'd then let her eyes carry to Hiroko.

"Do you mind if I loosen this suit up a bit. I am only wearing the thing as I figured I may end up meeting your guardian in coming to your home?"

"Oh no, not at all."

A quick smile before seating herself into his ride.

"You didn't need to try and impress mommy dearest. Not much impresses her anyways."

Now, leaning forward as he hand would take hold of it. Looking up at Hiroko as he held the door open for her still.

[Jenna Scorn]

"Mm. Well, needless, I felt it better anyways. "

"Of course."

Now, seating in her seat, she pulled the seat belt over her body and was now clicking it into place. Both legs inside, she'd watch Hiroko as he shut the door and made his way over to the drivers side.

She'd lean forward, letting her finger line the dashboard, feeling the smooth surface beneath her fingertips. she'd let her back rest against the smooth interior of the seat when Hiroko sat in place, leaning over and planting a kiss upon her lips.


"God. I have been waiting to do that since I saw you last."

She blinked, those blue eyes wide for a moment as she'd look forward.
A finger pressing against her lower lip, eyes glancing at Hiroko.
Blushing slightly.

"Well, I'm glad you got that out of your system."

[Jenna Scorn]

"Well. Last time I never got to kiss you good night. "

"And for good reason."

She said, letting her hands rest in her lap. Looking out the passenger window as Hiroko would make his way down the road. She was calmed, slowly letting her forehead rest against the glass of the passenger seat window.

"Mm. You have not really been in class that much you know. From what I have seen you are intelligent, why waste it?"

This might have been Hiroko's down fall.
When she agreed to go out on a date with him, she had agreed to that.
Not to a one on one student teacher conference.

A huff of hot air would blow from her cheeks, and now she'd glance at Hiroko.

"I..I don't know. Life was pretty hard to adjust to when we came to the U.S."

That was her answer.
Was it a lie?
Probably.

[Jenna Scorn]

"Heh. "

And as he looked at her, she wouldn't notice it. Her head was still pressed against the passenger seat window, her hands resting in her lap as she'd now notice the car starting to speed.

Thin brows furrowed, she'd slowly let her eyes wander in Hiroko's direction. Watching his hand, and now letting those eyes linger over the speedometer.

She licked her lower lip.


"Wanna find how fast this puppy can go?'''

She'd hold back a scowl, instead letting those lips turn up right.

"What is it with boy's and going fast and..."

She sighed, sitting back in her seat and raising her left hand to wave it forward.

"Yes, go."

Her right hand would move to the door, letting a finger slip, and now letting the window open. The wind beating in, sending strands of hair about her face.

"I like going fast..."

[Jenna Scorn]

"Mm. Its not so much I like going fast, but more because the last two females I had in here shit themselves when I cranked up the speed, but since you seem to be able to handle it. "

A short laugh, glancing out the window again. But suddenly letting out a soft "Eeek!" As Hiroko would reach between her legs, and under the seat. She'd blush and look tot he side, as if trying to berry her face into the back of her seat as the seat would slide back.

She'd swallow, looking at Hiroko as he did this. It would seem that he knew what he was doing, and even though she was a bit uneasy, she trusted he wouldn't put her in too much harm.


"Mm.. You see what the rally style belts are for now?"

"Heh, yeah."

Looking out the window, things going by in a hurry.
A blur, she wondered to herself.

Was he trying to impress her?

She'd glance over at him, tilting her head.

"I hear teacher's salaries aren't that big, so how did you offered this beauty?"

Meaning the car.

[Jenna Scorn]

"Mm. I was not kidding about having other services then a teacher, and no not being a man-whore, you're the only one I offered that too."

she giggled, looking away with a soft smile, not glancing back.

"I feel...honored?"

Another laugh.

Now, it would seem they were slowing.
Thank god for small favors right?
Smiling.

"Mm. As for what however, various things. Some under the table, but it pays the bills and keeps me satisfied given my... less then lucky ties to love. "

Her lips almost slipped, that smile fading as she looked at Hiroko. Almost instantly feeling bad for him and letting her eyes fall tot he window.

He'd reach beneath her seat again, and she'd watch him carefully before letting those eyes wonder on the window again.

"well, what did you have in mind? For tonight?"

[Jenna Scorn]

"Mm.. First I thought about tying you up, taunting you, and then for the hell of it letting you hang there."

She stiffened, her head turning to face him.
The skin around the corners of her lips tightening, her eyes lingering over him.


"Then I remembered you were not one of the students that get on my nerves and changed my mind."

A soft smile.
Shaking her head as he spoke.

"I may skip class, but I definitely try and stay on the good side of the teachers."

"Decided I would take you to a nice restaurant and maybe a nice relaxing walk after wards, or something else. Guess it depends on your fancy ya?"

"...Something else?"

Dare she asked?
She licked her lower lip as he'd open the door.

And one leg would step out, soon followed by the other.
Shoes meeting the cement as she'd step out.

Purse in oen hand, the other resting at her side as she'd step away from the car.
Giving a small glance to Hiroko who had one of those goofy looks on his face.

He was an odd man, she'd give him that much.

Now, her free hand found the zipper of her jacket and would let her fingers fiddle with it.

"Have you been here before?"

[Jenna Scorn]

"Mm. Dont think there is a single thing you could do to get on my badside short of blatantly stomping on my heart. After all, I am sure you probably realized it by now, but I have fallen quite hard for you."

She swallowed hard, her palms sweaty as she pushed them against the fabric of her track jacket. Looking to the side, those blue eyes finding a few pebbles on the cement of the parking lot.

Was it what she wanted to hear?
Not exactly.

She honestly wasn't in love with him, she didn't know him well enough.
But Winter's hadn't shown any interest lately, and her loyalties lied with him.
So far.

She'd fight by his side, and protect him.
But did he still capture her heart?
Hard to say.

"Mm. Although for something else to do, I am not sure. Its only the second date. I suppose a nice cup of tea or some coffee and a bit of conversation would be in order if we did not go for a walk."

"Yes, lots of tea, and lots of talking."

[Jenna Scorn]

She felt bad, honestly she did.
And when he offered his elbow the girl would take it quickly.
Linking arms with him while her other hand would come to rest onto his arm.She'd allow those eyes to waver at him, a soft smile falling on her lips.

She may not have loved him, but she adored him.
As she had said before, he was like Daisuke in so many ways.

Maybe thats why she liked him.


He could kill her.
He could crush her.
But something sang to her.
He wouldn't hurt her.
Never.

And she'd let her head fall against him slightly, her cheek brushing against the fabric of his coat before looking to the side.

Calamity didn't want to hurt him, and she hoped that deep down inside, maybe he knew that.


"Mm. Lots of tea and talking is fine with me, but first, lets get something to eat."

"Yes sir."

Answering him, her voice chirping at him.

[Jenna Scorn]

Had she hurt him?
Only a little, but he'd be okay
She knew it.

She wasn't there to string him along.
Anything but that.

She knew what it was like to be strung along, and she hated it.
And now, she'd bite her lip.


"Mm. "

A sound that delighted her, and she'd peek up at Hiroko. Blinking those large blue eyes at the older, taller man before returning her eyes forward.

She needed to tell Hiroko how she felt.
About him, about Winters.
He'd understand?
Yes?
Maybe?


"Reservation for Katashi."

Mmm, Katashi.
That's a nice name.


EGGGH!!!
SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!!

But now wasn't the time.
No, not at all.
And she'd tame her inner demons, only for a little while longer.

Now, licking her lip as she clung to him.
As if not to get lost.