Faster than a kiss (Skipbeat fanfiction)

Chapter 9: Let the Chaos Begin

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Ren led Kyoko inside his apartment again for the second time in two days.

He had to keep reminding
himself that these were just
temporary living arrangements;

it wasn't like she had moved in
because of him.  He sighed.

Somehow the unlikely hood of the latter situation depressed him.

They began taking off their shoes and coats and walked into the living room, at which point Kyoko ran into the Kitchen.

"Kyoko?"

"I'm making dinner now Ren, make yourself comfortable, go watch TV or something!"

Ren blinked, if it had
been anyone other than Ren, they wouldn't have noticed the tremor in her unusually high voice nor the suspicious rosy hue on her face nor The way she wouldn't meet his eyes.

He decided with a mental smirk that today had been traumatising enough
for her and rewarding enough for him, so he left her alone to tinker around in the kitchen and try to get her mind off of it.
He settled comfortably in front of the TV, switching through channels lazily.

Ren was sure that in some way,
feeling this happy about the mistake was wrong, but he couldn't help it.

He kept reliving the moment of the kiss. Her eyes had flown open in shock. He had been shocked too at first.

The closeness was one thing,
but the kiss was entirely another.

Still, it was something he hadn't
been expecting for at least another year. He was determined to take his
time with this girl.

All of a sudden, he heard a loud shriek and what
seemed like an endless amount of crashing and banging.

His whipped in the direction of the kitchen, all he could see from where he was, was a
lid of a wok on the ground.

"Ren?"

he heard a meek voice calling
him from the kitchen.

"What's wrong Kyoko?" He said over his shoulder.

He wanted to go over badly but kept his distance.

He wouldn't go there unless she wanted him there.
There was a slight pause.

"Um, ano... could you maybe come here for a second?"

He got up and walked into the kitchen. Kyoko was in an unusual predicament to say the
least, even for her.

She was standing on top of a footstool, balanced on one leg. In one hand she had two
pots of which she was desperately trying to hang on to, with the other she tried to keep a barrage of pots from falling on top of her from the
open cabinet above her, while
finally, with her so to speak
unoccupied leg, she had one, fairly large, wok dangling off of her foot.

Ren stared for a second and ran in to help her. He closed the cabinet carefully, while taking the wok off of her foot.

"Kyoko, while that was hilarious to see, what exactly, were you trying to do?"

he chuckled as he took the
other pots from her grip and allowed her to rest her hands.

She looked at him indignantly.

"Do not laugh at me! I didn't expect them to come falling out of the cabinet like that. You should pile them in like that!"

He laughed quietly and set all of her cooking materials on to the stove.