Hey! Ho! Let's Go!

Johnny grinned as they took to the bar. He grinned and nodded as Taylor seemed to scamper off. He gave her a quick look and then turned back " Yeah, gimmie a bowl of Udon, some eggs and some miso and ... I guess the same for her too." He said jabbing his thumb back towards Taylor. He then smiled and reached into his pocket and pulled out some crumpled paper money and change and slapped it on the table. He patted his hands against the desk and then turned back and looked back at Taylor.

Johnny was feeling good. Today was turning out to be great, though not nearly as nice as last night. He wasn't looking forward to parting ways with Taylor but even that was a new experience. It was somewhat bittersweet, actually HAVING someone with whom he was said to be parting from that wasn't his mother or jerky brother. He then grinned at the thought of rubbing in his success with Taylor. He then turned to look back at Taylor and saw her give him a smile.

Johnny then lifted up his hand and gave Taylor a cute wave that slowed and stopped, his hand hanging in the air as she set a devious gaze upon him. His fingers curled and his hand subconsciously fell to the bar as he affixed his sight upon her sultry body.

"ahhh..." A near breathless noise came from him as he was suddenly tugged into the bathroom. He had to keep his balance and kicked the door shut with the back up his foot, panting softly as she skipped away.

"T-Taylor?" He said, his mouth opened and twitched into a smile as he stepped closer to her, giving a single glance back to the door. "You're fuckin.... somethin else." He said as he stepped towards her so he was pressed against the sink, splitting her legs apart pressed himself against her and looked up at her.

"I know I am." She whispered. And that thing that she was was called "super horny". She wasn't going to say that though. He'd figure it out on his own.

She sat all the way on the edge of the sink and arched her back to press as much of her body against Johnny as possible. She wrapped her legs around his waist and grabbed his wrists, slid his hands down her sides and anchored them at her waist. Then she curled her fingers in his hair and her smile faded as she opened her mouth on the way in for a kiss.

She buried her lips in his and pressed her tongue through to wrestle Johnny's. Her fingers tightened in his hair and she pressed her chest tightly against his, the feel of his shirt brushing against the soft exposed skin of her chest above the neckline of her tank top was awesome, but the feel of his skin was intoxicating. She just wanted to lose the clothes right there, throw him down and mount him and bounce around for an hour.

But she didn't. As their kiss drew to a close she leaned her forehead against his and grinned. "How do I look in this mirror?" She whispered coyly, craning her neck a little to look at the reflection behind her. "You look awesome in florescent lighting. It's sets off the spikies."

Johnny's head lowered slightly and he returned her smile with a mischievous grin as she took his hands and began to draw them down her body. He pressed into her so that a touch became a drag and that he could get a feel for every bit that he touched until he found himself touching bare, toned, yet smooth skin. Such a delicate and inviting thing to lay a hand upon. He craved more, needed more. His hands, ultimately, dimpled into the dip of her waist, resting comfortably on her hips.

His lips and tongue met Taylor's with equal zeal as the blue haired punk mustered as he pressed against, swirled about and danced eagerly with Taylor's tongue. He pulled her in close with his hands, sealing their bodies together as they kissed deeply. He could feel the modest pillows of her breasts push into him, his heart beating despite how outwardly calm he was. Johnny searched hard to feel her own chest beating against his, curious to see if it was even possible to feel.

When the kiss was broken, Johnny tried his best not to seem to eager, too sorrowful to part and yet when Taylor pressed foreheads, he panted softly against her and play fully tried to interrupt her words with quick stolen kisses o his own. He grinned widely, his fingers curling softly into her skin for emphasis.

"you look... ummm..." He really couldn't see the mirror with Taylor the only thing in his field of vision. "I don't need to see you through the mirror to know how awesome you look." Johnny said and brought one hand up to run his fingers through Taylor's hair.

But he still chuckled at Taylor's words. "Thanks, babe." He quipped before kissing her softly once more. "You like the spikes?" He said not being able to hold back another soft bit of laughter.

Johnny then pulled his other hand off Taylor and slid it along her thigh, pushing though to the point where it was underneath her shorts by the tips. He then leaned forward, using his chest to guide her so she was pressed between the mirror and himself, standing up on his tip toes to press himself at an angle and push back into her with a renewed deep kiss, his hand that was in her hair coming down and seizing her arm without constricting her movement of it.

Taylor pressed her lips against Johnny's and made a high, almost delighted noise as Johnny pressed her up against the mirror. She kissed him hard, switched sides several times, while her leg crept up the side of his body until she put her foot down on the edge of the counter. She waved up with her hand to find a spot on the wall and pushed off.

She leapt from the sinks onto Johnny, pouncing on him like a cat and wrapping her legs around his waist and sending him crashing back into the stall door behind him. She grinned, close to his face, and clung to him while he carried her weight. Then she kissed him again.

"What about the food?" She asked breathily.

Johnny's body was a torrent of passion as the two of them continued their heated kiss. His hands felt like they were everywhere as he gripped, rubbed and generally touched the beautiful Taylor. Huffing breaths through his nose as he kept their lips locked, it wasn't until Taylor pushed off that Johnny let out a yelp of surprise and instantly pulled his hands down around her ass and held tightly as he was forced against the Stall door.

"Shit..." He muttered as Taylor assaulted him with kisses and wrapping her legs around him tightly. When she broke and grinned and suddenly asked about the food. Johnny's eye visibly twitched even though he grinned up at Taylor. Johnny pulled a hand back and brought it up swiftly to give Taylor's ass a quick smack.

"Suddenly she's worried about food." Johnny teased and pushed his lips up against hers with zeal before pulling away and setting her down gently and smiling at her, taking her hand and giving it a squeeze.

"I think I understand Mamouru a little better now. This is hard work." Johnny then laughed and rubbed the back of his neck. "C'mon, I guess we should eat before they think we ditched them." He said as he lead Taylor out of the bathroom. Johnny sat down and the food was waiting for him. He pulled apart his chopsticks and began to dig into his food, pulling up his noodles and slurping them loudly. He made sure to keep an eye on Taylor. As a gaijin he had to know if she balked at Japanese etiquette and went with the fork or dared to use the chopstick. He mentally bet on the fork, figuring Taylor was the kind of girl to not even bother with chopsticks.

Smack!

"Eee!" Taylor squeaked and grinned back at Johnny, brightly, if a little apologetically. "I only worry about a few things, and food is right up near the top of the list."

She got her feet down and stood with her hands on her hips in front of Johnny, crowding him back into the stall door. "I'll wear you out, man. Make sure to keep up on your cardio."

She followed Johnny out of the bathroom to their seats and took a moment to inspect the food. She'd had ramen before, just not enough to be very familiar with it. She slid up onto her stool and her hand hovered over the utensils for a moment before grabbing the chopsticks.

She held them at the tips and neatly pulled them apart, and began pulling long clumps of noodles up to her mouth. She was only a little clumsy with them, chopsticks were the one bit of Japanese culture that she made a point of getting used to since not being able to use them might come between her and being able to eat. She was still shy enough about eating in front of new people, almost uncharacteristically so, like when her and Akashi had their night out. Compared to Akashi, she barely touched anything. But Taylor worked hard, all the time, and she ate to match.

Johnny was looking at her. She looked up at him. "What?"

Johnny chuckled as Taylor caught him staring. He didn't answer for a moment, pulling more noodles into his mouth and giving them a slurp. "Nothin'" He said nonchalantly. "I figured that you'd go for the for, honestly. you're pretty good with the chopsticks though, it's kinda cute." He said blushing a bit as he expertly stabbed at his egg and shoved it into his mouth as a way to sort of change the subject, lifting up his bowl of Miso soup and washing down the egg.

"So... what do you got going on today?" He asked. "Just going to head to the gym? or just chill for a while?" Once he got settled in, That's probably where he would end up.

It would be a few more minutes before Johnny would be mostly finished with his meal though he did try to eat a little slower than usual, knowing that his time with Taylor was slowly disappearing.

Taylor was first worried that there was something wrong with the way she used her chopsticks. It was a little embarrassing to be trying to learn things that someone else has done for their whole life. Japan was full of little ways that Westerners could make fools of themselves, at least to the Japanese.

"Heh. I'm full of surprises. There's a lot you don't know about me." She said. Her being able to use chopsticks was probably a little unexpected, given how little she tried to learn anything else about life in Japan. She did her own thing, but that thing involved eating out, and rather frequently. She wasn't just going to starve.

It was funny how little the two of them knew about the other. Maybe their connection so far had been purely physical, maybe they were both desperate enough that when they happened across someone willing they fell right into this day-old pattern of constant making out. She definitely wasn't upset about it, but at the same time she wondered, a year from now, would they be together? Or would they just part ways and have a fond memory of a hot night together, followed by the unpleasantness of figuring out that they weren't going to keep at it.

Taylor decided that she was willing to find out where this would go. It was exciting, sure, but in the back of her mind she expected Johnny to ditch her once he found other girls and realized how insane Taylor was. Maybe not, though, Akashi had stuck by her so far. Maybe her luck was changing.

"Maybe if you stick around you'll learn all about me."

Johnny's face fell as Taylor suddenly posited a true fact about her. It fell, not from disappointment but rather from a curious realization of such a fact. "Huh..." He said and then chuckled nervously and rubbed the back of his head. "Yeah... I guess you're right." He then took a slurp from his noodles and finished off the bowl of Miso pushing his plate aside.

He didn't know if Johnny's quiet acceptance of her words, almost nonchalantly taking them in, would be something Taylor liked or disliked. He wasn't even going to find out. He did not need to press beyond them for the moment and then pulled out his cel phone and flipped it open. The minutes seemed to fly by even though it only felt like they had spent maybe five together at the restaurant.

"Shit..." He muttered and closed his phone up and slide it back into his pocket. He then let out a discontented sigh and looked over at Taylor with a said look. "I better get goin..." He let it hang in the air before he then grinned. He leaned in and pressed his lips against her cheek, close to her jawline, by her ear. He let it linger there for a few seconds, bringing his hand forward and giving her thigh a squeeze.

He then turned around, and walked to the entrance, throwing his hand up at her in a casual goodbye wave. When he was at the entrance, he looked back with a bright grin on his face. "I look forward to it. Ja ne Taylor-chan!" It was the first real Japanese he had spoken to her at all but she figured, she'd pick it up. He laughed as he stepped out of the restaurant and slid his hands behind his head. As he strolled down the steet he wore a bright beaming smile on his face as though he had just eaten the most delicious food off all time.