Hi everyone! This was supposed to be up last weekend but I was so busy flooding the
MaYuki and
Kashiwagi Yuki threads with pics and stuff from Request Hour 2013 and whatnot that I was too tired to complete this one-shot earlier
In order to fully enjoy this update, you will first need to know what happened over the Request Hour weekend by checking out the aforementioned links and my post in the
Request Hour Setlist Best 100 2013 thread.
This update is dedicated to
rhin-san for tolerating my crazy bouts of MaYuki spazzes during RH13
Hope everyone enjoys this one-shot! The MaYuki love shall live on!
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The Reason Behind Sexy Shortcake’s SmileThere’s no way I can mess up the center position.That was what had been weighing on Watanabe Mayu’s mind since the start of Request Hour 2013 Day 3. She had been unforgiving to herself, never once taking a break from practising dance sequences to even grab a drink. After performing
Iiwake Maybe, the pigtailed girl finally made a mad dash to the water station. Her throat was scratchy and she was painfully aware of the dryness lacing her lips.
As she and some other members swarmed to quench their thirst, she blinked in confusion when she saw her cup all scrunched up at the edge of the table. Next to her, Sashihara Rino was heard grumbling something about “stupid Miichan” and “my poor cup” under her breath.
“Oh Mayuyu, I’d advise you against using that cup,” Sasshi told the perplexed girl.
“You know what happened to it?” Mayu asked as she inspected the paper cup, frowning slightly when she noticed faint teeth marks on it.
“Didn’t you watch our MC just now?” Sasshi raised a surprised eyebrow. “The one with me, Miichan and Yukirin.”
Mayu shook her head, “I was busy.”
“Ah,” the HKT48 member nodded in understanding. “Then you might want to put that cup down. Miichan chewed on it during the MC.”
Eyes widening in horror, Mayu released a squeak, chucking the defiled cup to the ground like it was a lethal virus. As she stared at the discarded item, her dry throat beckoned for some much needed relief and she swiftly turned her attention to the new disposable cups. However, Sasshi blocked her outstretched hand.
“What are you doing?” she questioned.
Brows furrowing again, Mayu replied plainly, “Taking a new cup.”
Sasshi laughed and pointed at an unused cup on the table, “That’s your new one!”
“Eh? Who wrote…” Mayu’s voice trailed off as she recognised the handwriting scrawled across the smooth white surface. The characters were somewhat messy, as though the person had written them in a hurry.
“Damn that Kashiwagi. She quickly wrote you a new one but she ignored mine.”
Mayu barely had time to step aside when Sasshi dropped to her knees and picked up a cup lying under the table. She raised it with both hands, treating it like Simba of Lion King fame and proclaimed in a dramatic voice complete with sobbing sounds, “My poor baby! Even if you are down and dirty, I still want you!”
Mayu cringed when Sasshi cradled the cup which bore smudges of grime to her cheek. Unable to stand the seemingly unhygienic scene, Mayu poured herself a cup of water. She smiled as the refreshing liquid glided down her throat, running her thumbs over the black ink on the cup. At this moment, the familiar sounds of someone’s footsteps approached them.
“I’m so thirsty!” Kashiwagi Yuki lamented to no one in particular. “Ah, Mayuyu!” The Team B member’s face lit up like a light bulb and she quickened her steps. In her haste, she missed Sasshi entirely and tripped over the Hetare Idol, slamming her foot into her back. The victim of accidental abuse smacked face first against the floor with a startled ‘oof’.
“My baby!” Sasshi cried out.
Yuki steadied herself and gaped in true Reaction Queen fashion. “Sasshi! What are you doing down there?”
Ignoring the question, Sasshi lifted her cup which had been crushed under her body when she fell and sniffed loudly. Suddenly, she whipped her head around, lips quivering as she glared daggers at Yuki.
“You ruined my cup!” she wailed.
Yuki resisted the urge to roll her eyes. “You can always get a new one. There are so many of them.”
“I want you to get me a new one… and write my name on it!”
“You have hands, don’t you?” Yuki folded her arms across her chest, unwilling to accede to the demand. “You can do it yourself.”
“Not fair! Mayuyu has hands too but you got her a new cup right after Miichan raped hers!” Sasshi whined, pointing at Mayu who was watching the heated exchange with quiet interest.
“Eh?” Yuki’s cheeks pinked upon Sasshi’s words. She fell silent as she racked her brain for a suitable comeback. “W-Well, you… aren’t as cute as Mayuyu!” she blurted.
Now, it was Mayu’s turn to blush. The youngest girl among the trio tightened her grip on her cup.
Sasshi smirked inwardly and did a discreet fist pump when she detected the bright red hue conquering their faces.
Yes! Unresolved sexual tension!In a sudden 180 degree turn of attitude, Sasshi stood up, tossed her cup into the bin, and sauntered off with an air of nonchalance that would make Shinoda Mariko proud. After she made her exit, the two former teammates were left facing each other in awkward silence. Mayu played nervously with the frills on her skirt as memories of Yuki’s abnormally dominating actions the previous night flooded her mind. She could clearly remember Yuki forcefully pulling her into her blazer shortly after Day 2’s encore performances...
Mayu lost her footing from the sudden pull and crashed against Yuki’s body. Two strong hands shoved her closer from the back till Mayu could feel every single voluptuous curve of the enticing woman before her.
“Yu-Yukirin?” the young girl was acutely conscious of the fact that Yuki was just wearing the tantalising tube dress for her Shortcake performance under the white jacket. She sucked in a deep breath when Yuki’s face leant in so close that their noses were touching. “W-What is it?”
“You’ve been a cheeky girl.”
Mayu recognised the dangerous smile that did not quite reach Yuki’s brown eyes.
“You were having fun teasing me non-stop with Sasshi on stage just now, right?”
Biting her lower lip, Mayu realised she was in trouble. “But Yukirin is really sexy!” she defended herself hastily.
The smile widened. “I’m glad you think that way. But… you still need to be punished. Now, hold me.”
The bloodthirsty glint in her burning gaze told Mayu that there was no escaping her command. Meekly, she wound her arms around Yuki’s waist under the blazer.
“Good girl,” Yuki muttered and dipped her head low towards Mayu’s lips but before she could reach her goal, Takahashi Minami’s voice boomed.
“Debriefing time! Everyone gather in a circle now! Be fast!”
“Tch,” Yuki cursed. Thanking Takamina in her head, Mayu seized this chance to slink out of the slackened grasp and took Yuki’s hand, dragging the frustrated woman towards the gathering group.---
“I miss your trademark pigtails,” Yuki spoke, breaking the ice that had settled between them. The Team A ace visibly jerked. She looked up and immediately regretted her action when she caught Yuki’s eyes. They bore the same piercing intensity as the night before.
“Thanks…”
Some girls passing by stopped to wonder what was up with the two top members of AKB48 but were quickly ushered off by their more discerning friends. A certain oblivious Matsui Jurina chose this moment to sneak up to Mayu and plant a wet kiss on her cheek.
“Chuu~”
Mayu yelped and attempted to jump away but was restrained by Jurina.
“Mayu-chan is so cute!” the SKE48 ace nuzzled her face against Mayu’s. The older yet physically weaker girl squirmed at the close contact for she had always been averse to sudden intimate ambushes by other members.
“Let go of her.”
The voice was quiet but it sliced through the noisy backstage chatter like a hot knife going through butter.
“Hm?” Jurina looked up and saw a very, very black-faced Kashiwagi Yuki staring at her with dark eyes that could kill. The playful puppy gulped.
Yuki took slow, measured steps towards the younger pair, causing Jurina to inch back in fear.
“Mayu, help me!” she pleaded in panic but Mayu only shrugged and muttered an apology.
“I wish I could but-”
Before she could complete her words, she was yanked out of Jurina’s arms and into the familiar embrace of the idol who was also known as the Black Queen.
“Do you have a death wish?” Yuki continued in her icy tone, emitting an oppressive aura that screamed danger to all present.
Jurina’s knees started to shake badly from the intimidating scowl that Yuki was directing at her. Out of the corner of her eye, she spied Oshima Yuko walking past and she scurried behind the older girl.
“Yuko-san, help!”
Yuko stumbled from the surprise addition latching onto her back. Glancing at where Jurina was pointing a trembling finger at, she grinned knowingly.
“Possessive as usual huh, Black-chan?”
Yuki narrowed her eyes. “Don’t get involved, Yuko. It’s not the first time Jurina has pulled a kissing stunt on Mayu. She needs to be taught a lesson.”
Yuko heard a sharp intake of breath behind her. Sighing, she tapped her temple thoughtfully. A few seconds later, her face brightened and she flashed the infamous oshiri sign.
“Oshiri!”
Unfortunately, Mayu appeared to miss her hint to play along and remained unmoving in Yuki’s strong hug. Her cyborg mind was frozen by the way Yuki’s arms snaked around her slim waist, occasionally squeezing her stomach whenever her anger spiked. That, and her hot breath against her ear was not helping the situation.
“Not funny, Yuko,” Yuki glared down at the shorter woman.
Alright, this is bad. I sense Yukirage. Where’s Nyannyan? I want to hide in her boobs!Before Yuko could utter a word, a staff member called out, “Kashiwagi-san and Watanabe-san! You two need to get ready for your duet!”
The tension in the air shattered in a split second when Yuki broke the staring contest and gasped loudly.
“Oh shoot! I had forgotten about that!” Yuki released Mayu immediately. Snatching the startled girl’s hand, she sprinted towards the changing area, leaving a couple of Team K mates who sank to the floor in relief.
“That was…”
“… scary.”
“I never knew Yukirin-san could be so-”
“Possessive,” Yuko completed the terrified puppy’s sentence. Trading glances, they shuddered.
In the changing area, two figures were busy getting into similar sparkly dresses for their next performance. Yuki detected Mayu struggling with the zip on the back and hurriedly moved behind the younger girl, pulling the zip up.
“Thanks,” Mayu beamed at her dependable ex-captain. Instead of receiving a response, she felt smooth fingertips running down the length of her bare arms ever so slowly. “Y-Yukirin?”
It was that hungry gleam in her eyes again. The group’s next ace candidate shivered involuntarily.
“What’s wrong, Yukirin? You’ve been acting strange since last night.”
The question seemed to have hit a nerve and Yuki opened and closed her mouth soundlessly like a goldfish. When she finally found her voice, her predatory aura had been replaced by a guilty bow of her head.
“I… I just… miss my adorable Mayuyu.”
Although surprised by the confession, Mayu giggled. “That’s it?”
Yuki nodded wordlessly. This time, it was Mayu who took the initiative to close the gap between them. The move only served to make the taller girl groan from the throbbing sensation in the pit of her abdomen.
“Don’t do this to me, Mayu,” Yuki shifted her thighs uncomfortably.
Mayu felt pity for the yearning gaze and wrapped her arms around Yuki, laying her head against her ample bosom and listening to the quickening heartbeats.
“It’s been awhile, hasn’t it?”
Yuki groaned a second time, resisting the urge to squeeze that perfectly-shaped derriere or to ravage those tempting pink lips.
“I want yo-”
Yuki was silenced by a slender finger pressing against her lips. Looking down, she found her beloved’s face rosier than before and she had not even touched up her makeup yet.
“I understand,” Mayu’s eyes darted around shyly. “I miss Yukirin too.”
The corners of Yuki’s mouth curved upwards. “Does that mean we can…”
A tiny nod.
“Tonight?”
Not giving a reply, Mayu buried her now beetroot face in Yuki’s chest. Bursting into joyous laughter, Yuki finally returned the hug and stroked Mayu’s silky black hair.
“Thank you, Mayu. I love you.”
Leaning down, she planted a brief kiss on Mayu’s lips, sealing their promise of a long night of love and passion.
Later, during the performance of
Temo Demo no Namida, the other members could not help but gawk at the unusually happy smile on Kashiwagi Yuki’s face.
“Why is Yukirin smiling so much?” Miichan wondered aloud. “She always had this someone-owes-her-ten-million-yen face whenever she did TemoDemo.”
Next to her, Sasshi suppressed a knowing guffaw and nudged Yuko in the ribs, “Are you thinking what I’m thinking?”
Nodding with a wry smirk, Yuko cheered, “Sexual frustration found a release!”
“Wait, wait, am I missing something?” Miichan probed anxiously.
Yuko wiggled her eyebrows.
Sasshi flashed the whites of her eyes and stuck out her tongue.
Ignoring the bewildered Gachapin, the two clowns high-fived each other and erupted into boisterous laughter.
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The end.After writing this one-shot, I can't watch MaYuki's TemoDemo performance the same way again
My heart keeps exploding into colourful gay rainbows
Anyway, thank you very much for reading! As always, reviews are greatly appreciated!
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