A Room and a Girl Ed.#2 Vol. 1 Section 1.0

Basic and weird. Perfect for our downtrodden hero

Birds fly over head as Johnny rests against an old maple tree in the middle of an endless grassy field. The sun rains down a shower of warmth and comfort. He stretches his entire body in a twisting motion, to ensure the maximum number of muscles get stretched. In mid-stretch a few rays of sunshine burst though the branches and leaves; hitting Johnny directly in the eyes. Instead of making a fuss he decides to simply finish his stretch in spite of the sun.  Readjusting himself against the tree, he tries to pull his baseball cap over this eyes and feels a very strong resistance. He pulls harder but the cap will not budge from atop his head. Harder and harder he pulls but the cap simply will not move. In a final attempt he pulls on the cap with all his might. He feels the cap slightly give when a voice says, Stop it! You hurt my hand Johnny!.

Startled,  Johnny quickly turns around and sees Yumi with a disapproving expression on her face. She scrunches up her forehead while her lower lip protrudes out. Johnny takes a good look at her facial expression and starts laughing uncontrollably. Yumi`s lip protrudes out even more as she mumbles something in Japanese. She maintains her expression and snaps her head away from Johnny pointing her chin into the air.  Expecting a heartfelt apology and a gentle hug, Yumi is beside herself as Johnny starts laughing even harder; attracting the attention of a few of the other passengers in the process.

I cannot believe you think that is funny! Your acting like such a child! Yumi says as she slowly relaxes her face.

Johnny tries to choke down the last few giggles left inside of him before answering, You don`t understand it is just that…

NO! You don`t seem to understand that it is not funny to use my leather jacket as a blanket, and then refuse to give it up when I try to wake you. What is even more not funny is the fact that you scrapped my hand across the spikes on my jacket causing me to hurt my hand and almost break a nail! Yumi proceeds to snack Johnny on the shoulder several times before inspecting her jacket.

As panic tries to over take Johnny once gain, he bits his upper lip in an effort to maintain composer before speaking, Look you have got it all wrong. I was laughing because your piercing looked  funny with your lip sticking out so far.  For the record I had no idea that I was using your jacket as a blanket. I also had no idea that I was refusing to give up your jacket.

Yumi becomes as silent as a church mouse as she tilts her head to one side as if pondering what to say next. She slightly bits on her index finger and cracks a schoolgirl like smile across her face. She playfully snacks Johnny on the shoulder and reassures him with a quick peck on the cheek. Johnny smiles bashfully as he sets up right in his chair. He reaches into his jacket pocket for a cigarette but Yumi stops him. No time for smoking we have arrived at the station, Yumi says in a very upbeat tone of voice. Johnny grabs his luggage and prepares to exit the train.

As they enter the central lobby of Tokyo station Johnny is overwhelmed by the mass amount of people coming and going.  While Yumi casually glides though the station, Johnny struggles to focus his mind.  The endless sea of random faces, and the low roar of  a language he cannot understand, sends Johnny into a tail spin of bewilderment.  The station, and all the people in it, start to swirl into a blurry haze though the eyes of Johnny Blade. He stops dead in this tracks not knowing how to react. Yumi keeps walking totally unaware of Johnny`s state of panic. Johnny sees her quickly become part of the blur in front of him. He feels his guts turn to liquid and vomit boils up from his stomach. He bends over trying to settle down his nerves and stomach. The images in front of him quickly shift between the blur of Tokyo station and a peaceful grassy field. Not wanting to loose himself  he focuses on the pain pulsing from deep inside his guts.  The two plains of existence,Tokyo station and the grassy field, compete in his mind and he is bombarded with conflicting images. Lacking all sense of time and location, Johnny feels himself about to pass out. Just as he is about to give in to his body`s urge to fall backward a soft hand touches his shoulder; and his face is planted in a soft pair of breasts.

An upbeat yet concerned voice floats into Johnny`s ear, Johnny are you ok? You don`t look so good. Johnny`s head is gently removed from the unusually soft pair of breasts. He looks up and sees Yumi with a concerned yet caring expression on her face. She strokes his hair for a few moments before asking him once more what is wrong.  Mustering up all the poise he has left he simply says, No I am fine. I just need to go to the bathroom.

Yumi leads Johnny to the restroom, and as soon as he sees the familiar blue man sign he rushes inside. The bathroom is crowded and smells like someone dropped the biggest shit in the history of mankind. The condition of the bathroom only adds to Johnny`s desire to vomit. A shotgun blast of vomit  erupts from his mouth. Having no time to position himself over a toilet, Johnny spews vomit all over the bathroom floor. The scene Johnny creates quickly clears everyone out of the bathroom.  Johnny, feeling relieved, staggers over to the sink area to clean himself up. He looks at the mirror yet does not recognize  himself. He sees a man with a pale face; twice his age. Shocked by what he sees Johnny quickly lowers his head. He splashes some water on his face to freshen up a little.  He allows some of the water to fill his mouth. After cleaning out the last bits of vomit from his mouth, Johnny spits the water into the sink.  Slowly, and with caution, he looks at the mirror again. To his relief, Johnny sees his own reflection in the mirror this time.  Shaking off the last of his sickness, Johnny wipes down his face with a paper towel and heads out of the bathroom.

Yumi greets Johnny with a cheerful expression on her face. Without asking if he is ok, Yumi takes Johnny by the hand and leads him to the platform for the JR Yamanote line. We are going to Shinjuku where you apartment is, Yumi says as they wait for the train. The platform is full of people all waiting for the next train. Johnny notices that people are making well ordered lines; instead of pushing and completing for an open spot. Why is everyone making such perfect lines? Johnny asks Yumi as if expecting some detailed answer. Yumi looks at Johnny and slightly giggles, That is just the way it is in Tokyo Johnny. She quickly lines up and coaxes Johnny to do the same. As the train arrives at the station, Johnny expects everyone to get themselves in position to fight for a seat. To his surprise, no one makes a move. They all just wait for the doors to open and take their turn getting on the train. Yumi is able to get a seat but Johnny is left with no option but to stand.

After about thirty minutes of staring at random people, Yumi tugs on Johnny`s jacket and says, This is Shinjuku station! Grab your luggage and gets go! Johnny grabs his bag and follows Yumi down to the station exit. The stair case leading down from the platform is filled with people coming and going. Johnny feels confused as to which side of the stair case to walk along. People seem to be coming from every direction. He takes Yumi outreached hand and holds on in the hope of not getting separated from her. The pressure of all the people squeezes Johnny and Yumi tight against the wall. He has to hold her hand tightly as to not loose contact with her. All he can see is her small hand and arm, as he tries not to loose his grip on her hand. Some how they make it to the bottom of the stair case without loosing each other; or tripping and falling all the way down. After a few more minutes of fighting though the crowds, they make it to one of the station`s exit.

Yumi leads Johnny though the busy streets of Shinjuku. Johnny is amazed by all the sights and sounds of Shinjuku. People appear to be selling anything and everything for the right price. He sees many shops with a curtain covering the entrance. Every curtain has an over eighteen symbol on them. Middle aged men come in and out of these shops in discreet fashion. He also cannot help but stare at all the shops offering sex and company with various ladies. Getting the feeling that he is in a rough part of town, Johnny ask Yumi, Is my apartment in the red light district? Yumi giggles and looks at Johnny with a crooked smile, Yes, Shinjuku is known for its Pink Industry. You should check all of this out sometime. You might have good time. Johnny, taken a back by her very causal manner of speaking about the area decides to just go with the flow of things for the time being.

Yumi takes Johnny though several back streets before stopping in front of an odd looking apartment building. The design is like nothing Johnny has seen before. The sides of the building are rigid, looking more like a concrete rock than an apartment complex. From the outside the windows are placed at uneven angles, giving the appearance that the person who build the place was blind or on LSD during construction. Yumi smiles from ear to ear and proudly announces with outstretched arms, Here we are! Your new home in Tokyo!

Your kidding me, right? This cannot be where I am going to be living, Johnny says as Yumi keeps a psycho grin on her face.

No joke Johnny. This is your new place. I choose it myself from special agency. It is very good you will see, Yumi says while still smiling like a psycho.

Yumi leads Johnny though a maze like staircase all the way to the top floor. Seeing no elevator Johnny can only imagine what it will be like trying to master these stairs after a night of hard drinking. Yumi seems to have no problem with the stairs as she hops all the way to the top floor. Johnny makes it to the top a minute or two after Yumi; due to having to drag his luggage all the way up the stairs. When they both make it to the front door of room 406 Yumi pulls out a silver key from her back pocket and opens the door. She hops into the room and plops down on a small bed near the window.  She stretches completely out on the bed, smiles very big, and says, Welcome home Johnny! Put your luggage over by the closet and come here and sit down silly boy.

Not able to resist her request, Johnny sits down on the bed in the space provided by Yumi. She reaches into one of her jacket pockets and pulls out a fresh pack of Lucky Strikes.  Opening up the pack Yumi notices Johnny`s eyes become as big as coke bottles. She says to Johnny,  So, You like Luckies. Want one Johnny? She offers Johnny a smoke and he takes one without hesitation. Yumi lights his cigarette with a lighter, that says Fuck Me along the side, before lighting her own. Johnny spies an ashtray on the bed dresser and reaches for it. He sits the ashtray at the foot of the bed so both of them can flick their ashes. Yumi stretches out a little more while taking a long drag off her cig. She arches her back allowing her perfect Japanese form to be seen by Johnny`s eyes. She slowly runs her hands though her hair allowing her red and black silky locks to shine in the moon light. Johnny takes his left hand and slowly rubs her waist. Yumi smiles at Johnny with a submissive grin. She leans in closer to Johnny and puts her arms around his waist. Johnny feels her warm body next to his and relaxes his muscles. Johnny puts his right hand on the back of her head and gently pushes her mouth close to his. Yumi`s eyes flutter as Johnny kisses her. Yumi muscles become tense with excitement. She pushes herself closer to him until there is no room between them. She feels her pussy become slightly wet and pushes Johnny mouth away from her.

Wow! I have never been kissed by gaijin before, Yumi says as she struggles to compose herself. Johnny do you want to have a real good time tonight? Before Johnny could give the obvious answer Yumi says, I have special friend  I am sure would like to meet you tonight. She likes to have good time and can being special things for feeling good. I will call her. She lives in Shinjuku so she can be here in short time.We can have fun together tonight!

Not knowing how to react to the situation that is unfolding, Johnny simply nods yes. Yumi quickly calls her friend. After a short conversation Yumi hangs up her phone and looks at Johnny with hungry eyes. OK Johnny! She will be here in about thirty minutes. Until then, teach me how to kiss like you do.

Welcome to Tokyo Johnny Blade Ed.#1 Vol.1 Section 1.0

After over 18 hours and one too many airplane meals Johnny Blade sets foot in Japan.  It seemed that no sooner than the landing gear made solid contact with the air strip Johnny was walking along a long walk way away from the airplane. The journey from America to Japan had almost seem to have no end. It was just as Johnny was almost to the point of screaming that the pilot announced the plane would be landing soon.  He had been rooted from the plane rather quickly by the flight crew who looked more relieved than he did that the flight was over.  Now, Johnny finds himself walking down a dead silent walk way feeling rather confused as to where he is suppose to be going.

To Johnny`s surprise the walk way is almost completely devoid of people. Only a few stray travelers and airport staff stalk the long open walk way.  He starts to walk a little slower in the hope of catching the eye of a friendly face.  He tries to make eye contact with a couple of people but they keep walking in a very uniform fashion only looking forward with a straight face. The vastness of the walkway and the about face attitude of the others in the walk way creates a strange sense of panic and confusion which flows over Johnny`s body. Having no clue as to what he is suppose to be doing or going Johnny keeps walking in the same direction he started. He feels his heart beat increase and his hands start sweating profusely.  His hands slightly shake as butterflies fill his stomach. Johnny remains cool on the outside but inside he is about to explode with nervous jitters. He stops for a moment to get a hold of himself.  He wipes the sweet from his hands onto his blue jeans and cracks his knuckles in the process.  While quickly adjusting his hair with a comb he looks down both ends of the walk way searching for some sign which will lead him in the right direction. From the far end closest to his direction he spots a sign; yet it is too far for him to read the words.  In desperate hope he trots towards the sign. Upon reaching the sign he is pleasantly surprised by what he reads. Immigration this way the sign reads and Johnny is all too happy to head in the suggested direction.

After little over an hour Johnny finally makes it to the luggage pick up area. He grabs his already waiting bags and heads over to customs for one final check. The customs officer is a skinny young man which a blank expression on his face. The young man takes a step back as Johnny sets his luggage on the examination table. The officer stares at Johnny for a few seconds before pulling his belt even with his waist and approaches the table. Trying to look tough the young man looks at Johnny with a very serious face and in a strong tone of voice asks for his passport. The officer sternly grabs the passport from Johnny`s hand. He opens it while keeping one eye fixed on Johnny. How long do you plan on staying in Japan Mr. Blade, The customs officer asks. Not knowing exactly how to answer Johnny simply keeps in line with his visa and says three years. The customs officer fiddles though the passport to check Johnny`s visa status before looking though this bags. The officer quickly rummages though Johnny`s luggage about to approve them when he suddenly stops and takes notice of a stack of CD`s at the bottom of the luggage. The officer looks at Johnny with a keen smile on his face.  So, you like The Blue Heats? The customs  officer asks in a much more friendly tone. Caught off guard by such a casual question Johnny answers yes and the officer list off his favorite songs. After a quick lyric exchange the officer approves Johnny`s luggage past customs.

Grabbing his bags Johnny waves good-bye to the customs officer who waves and smiles very nervously in return.  He makes his way from customs to the central exist area of the airport. The area is huge and Johnny feels confusion and panic start flowing over him again.  Unlike the walk way this area of the airport is alive with people. Johnny takes a moment to gather himself and get a feel for this surroundings. Fighting off a state of panic Johnny tries to size up what is happening around him. At first what appears to be chaos comes into focus as an almost perfect display of order and efficiency as seen though Johnny`s eyes. The airport staff all walk in a uniform professional and yet kind of a military strictness. Their faces all but expressionless as they go about their daily duties. All the other people at the airport are either waiting quietly for someone, struggling with their luggage, or chatting it up with someone who just arrived from a long flight. No one is making a scene or behaving in a disrespectful or shady manner.  It appears that everyone knows exactly what they are doing and carrying out their plans with acute precision; except for Johnny. Seeing everyone in complete control and full knowledge of what they are doing only fuels the panic growing inside of him.

He was told that someone would be waiting at the airport to meet him but he was not told who this person is and what they look like.  Not knowing what his next move should be Johnny feels himself giving into the panic swelling up inside of him.  His hands start to shake and sweat even harder than when he was in the walk way.  Not wanting to loose control and make trouble before he has even left the airport Johnny makes a bee-line for a group of chairs mounted to the floor along the right side wall. He sits down and tries to regulate his breathing. He wipes his hands on this blue jeans but his hands stay sweaty. After a few minutes his breathing settles. Johnny leans back in the chair and lets out a long sigh of frustration. He closes his eyes and leans his head back allowing it to rest against the wall. He lets his mind drift off until he is transported to a grassy field. The weather is clear and sunny. Johnny takes a deep breath and smiles as a gentle summer breeze brushes against his left cheek. Johnny stretches his arms above his head while locking his fingers together. He can feel a peaceful calmness wash over him. The panic seems to float away along with all this other cares.  Feeling at total ease Johnny lays down in the field. He closes his eyes and stretches out his entire body. Johnny decides to take a nap in the warm grass. As he dozes off he can hear foot steps quickly coming up on him. He does not even bother to look up and see who or what is approaching. He simply stretches himself out again and pays no mind to the approaching foot steps.

Are you Johnny Blade? I have been sent by the record company, a energetic young female voice says. Johnny opens his eyes and finds himself back at the airport with a attractive young Japanese women sharing down at him. The first thing he sees are very slender legs inside of leather boots which ride all the way up to the women knees.   Johnny looks up and is greeted by a bright faced Japanese women with red streaks though her hair and a lip piercing. Feeling light headed from being snapped back to reality so quickly he is a little show to respond. The young women just stares at him with a psycho smile waiting for him to answer. He mumbles out a slow yes and the women immediately starts pulling his arms demanding that he get up.  Being glad that someone knows him and appears to be willing to help him out Johnny gives no resistance to the women. He gets up and grabs his luggage. The young women gives him a good look from top to bottom. She steps back from Johnny and tilts her head to one side biting her index finger.

After what seems like a long pause she finally smiles from ear to ear and says, I knew you were Johnny Blade! I can tell from the way you are dressed. Welcome to Tokyo Johnny! My name is Yumi! I have been assigned as your personal assistant by the record company. Your trip must have been very long so lets get you to Tokyo so you can get settled into your apartment and relax a little.

Yumi wastes no time and grabs Johnny by his right hand and urges him to follow her. She leads him to the bullet train and gets them seats in the smoking section. Being relieved yet surprised that the train actually has a smoking section Johnny relaxes back into his seat and light up a cigarette. Yumi sets besides him all smiles and giddy as a school girl. She rest her head on Johnny`s shoulder and tells him that the train ride may take a while so he might as well just close his eyes and get in a little nap. He puts his right arm around Yumi and lets his mind drift off back to the peaceful grassy field.