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One Shot and Short Story Collections
Just sharing some random one-shots that I've made so far in our tumblr account... :sweatdrop:
[Birthday Request] Kai x Acchan
Together with You
(KojiYuu ver.)
(SayaMilky ver.)
(MaYuki ver.)
*Weekly Poll Stories*
Week 1
The Black Thieves (MaYuki) || (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=36530.msg1237416#msg1237416) [2] (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=36530.msg1237598#msg1237598) || [3] (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=36530.msg1237949#msg1237949) || [4] (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=36530.msg1238159#msg1238159) || [END] (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=36530.msg1238201#msg1238201)
Only for a Day (KojiYuu) (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=36530.msg1237417#msg1237417)
Week 2
Waiting (MaYuki) (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=36530.msg1239578#msg1239578)
Her Perspective (KojiYuu) (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=36530.msg1239588#msg1239588)
Week 3
The O.U. Couple (YukiRena) (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=36530.msg1241599#msg1241599) || [2] (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=36530.msg1241775#msg1241775) || [3] (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=36530.msg1242014#msg1242014)
Week 4
Jelousy (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=36530.msg1243633#msg1243633)
Kissing Galore (Kai x Acchan)
Posting it here as per request 8)
This fic is dedicated to My Faby :deco: who is celebrating her birthday :peace:... Happy Happy Birthday Faby :luvluv2: I hope you'll like it... :on slopkiss: and sorry if it's a bit a late... :sweatdrop:
[Birthday Request] Kai x Acchan
Glancing out of the window and into the evening sky, I realized that I had been at it much longer than I expected; at least a good couple hours. I never exactly planned to do this. Then again, I also never planned to fell in love with a Hot-Shot- CEO, either.
"Are you done yet?”
Kai’s tone was only a little terse and all it took was one glance up at his face to realize he was more embarrassed than annoyed. He was adorable when he got embarrassed. I laughed aloud, partially because of his words and partially because 'adorable' was never a word I would have used to describe this man a few months ago. My outburst seemed to have surprised him as he raised a fine brow and give me a vicious look. Crap.
“No! wait," I said, stifling my amusement. “I’ll be quiet!”
“Good girl.”
“And anyway…. You should prepare the table, it will be done as soon as you finished setting up.”
I was convinced to live together with him after all were already engaged. And I could still remember the very first time we've met. It was the time when I was supposed to study for my final exams, but in some unfortunate events my best friend Tomomi got ill and is subjecting me to do an interview, that she’d arrange to some mega-industrialist tycoon I’ve never heard of -.- for our school newspaper.
“Acchan, I’m sorry. It took me like forever to get this interview! And as the Editor-in-Chief I can’t blow this off. So, please help me!” Tomomi begs me.
“But I know nothing about him?”
“Don’t worry, here” she hands me a notebook and a recorder.” Just press record and I’ll do the transcribing later.”
Sigh… “Alright…Just make sure you have a good rest okay…” I said. Only for you, Tomochin, would I do this.
“Thanks Acchan-as usual you’re my lifesaver.”
I smile at her wryly as I head out to the door. I can’t believe she talk me into this. But then again Tomochin can talk anyone in to anything. I wish I can be someone like her… she’ll be a great journalist.
My destination was the headquarters of Takahashi Global Enterprise, a huge office building with a well-defined architectural thought all covered with glass and steel located on the east side of Tokyo. The people there were very well groomed and good looking.
I first thought about him as middle age man in his mid-forties. I mean owning a huge company with about forty-eight thousand employees that he needs to get along with is what normally a rich guy can achieved in that stage. So I was really taken back when I saw, a very young attractive man, dressed in a fine gray suit with white shirt and a black tie with unruly blond hair and intense dark eyes looking at me.
The room seems quiet as usual after we finished eating our dinner. Were in the living room right know doing our own stuff. Actually I suggested that we should eat dinner at home instead of going out, I know Kai doesn't like to take orders if it is from a normal person like me. But he seems pretty soft nowadays. Besides these serve as my apology after the stunt I've made the other night.
Heh ,you could say I had him wrapped around my little finger….
“You’re looking awfully pleased with yourself,” Kai’s smooth voice cut through my reverie. I realized I’d been smirking to myself. “Do I need to punish you again?”
Okay…maybe not so much wrapped as….in the palm of my…
"Listen, next time you start to go out with your friends again make sure those guys should follow the rules, maybe someone should teach them some manners."
"You are quite the disciplinarian," I hiss at him.
"Oh, Atsuko, should we continue your punishment then." His eyes narrows, and grins wickedly.
"N-no, I already learned my lesson" it's disarming, one minute, I'm confused and angry, the next I'm gazing at his gorgeous smile.
For all the sour looks and promise of retribution for annoying him, he was a sweetheart when it mattered.
"I'm going to have a shower. Unless you'd like to shower first?" He cocks his head to one side, still grinning. My heart starts to throb and my breathing became shallow. His grin even widens, then he reaches over and run his thumb down my cheek and across my lower lip.
"Breathe, my love," he whisper then rises as he heads into the bathroom and closes the door.
I let out the breath that I've been holding. God why is he so damned attractive? Right now I want to go and join him in the shower. His the only guy who can make my hormones racing. Yet, he's so antagonizing too; he's difficult, complicated, and confusing.
Oh, that was another thing about Kai.
He was a closet pervert. When he'd actually admitted this to me I had assumed he meant it as a tease, but sometimes I really began to wonder. He was cool and calm most of the time, but it seemed like whenever we were blessed with a moment alone, no matter where or when, he was all over me. If our activities were interrupted, he could easily act like nothing had happened in the first place. Unlike me, who often lay frazzled on the floor with my clothes in disarray, hair a mess, cheeks flushed and lips swollen in the throes of our passion?
It was terribly mortifying.
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After he finished his shower, I also made my way to the bathroom to refresh myself. After getting myself dried and putting on my sleeping dress we get back to the living room to continue our work.
“Hey , Atsuko have you submitted your resume that I've told you” Kai said as he approached me .
Oh...not that... I've told him many times that I don't want to work in his company... I can't believe his bringing this up again...
“Um… no.”
“And what’s wrong with my company?”
“Your company or your Company?” I smirk.
He smiles slightly.
“Are you smirking at me, Maeda Atsuko?” He cocks his head to one side, and I think he looks amused, but it’s hard to tell. I flush and glance down at my unfinished work. I can’t look him in the eye when he uses that tone of voice.
“I’d like to bite that lip,” he whispers darkly.
Oh my. I am completely unaware that I am chewing my bottom lip. My mouth pops open as I gasp and swallow at the same time. That has to be the sexiest thing anybody has ever said to me. My heart beat spikes, and I think I’m panting. Jeez, I’m a quivering, moist mess, and he hasn’t even touched me. I squirm in my seat and meet his dark glare. “Don’t screw up your face like that. It’s not attractive.”
“You know what else isn’t attractive?” I challenged, crossing my arms and turning away. I did my best to stay angry.
“I can’t possibly think of anything,” he replied. “Not when I look a beauty such as you.” I pressed my furrowed brow into my hand in frustration. This time it was directed at myself for being so easily swayed by his sweet-talk. It wasn’t just what he said, either. It was how he said it. His voice turned from teasing to soft and genuinely sweet, a promise that all he said was true and straight from his heart.
Words and sentiments for me, and me alone; just hairs shy from his bedroom voice.
I turned to look at him, and the hand cupped my cheek. The love in his expression destroyed my resolve. Before I realized my own actions I was kissing him tenderly while his hands rested on my hip. I pushed my hands up over his chest, feeling the definition of his muscles through the thin cotton of his shirt going down to his pants.
“You’re terrible,” I muttered against his mouth, feeling a shiver run tthrough me at the deep rumble that he made. I could feel it resonate in his chest.
“Need I remind you you’re talking to a CEO, my love…?”
“No,” I smiled. “I think I should remind you, though.” I stepped away from him, waving around the small pouch I’d pilfered from his inner pocket of his pants. Kai blinked and I thrilled in surprising him, watching with glee as he patted both his pockets to discover I had actually managed to retrieve his personal stash of sweets without him noticing.
“Ha,” he chuckled and beckoned me back over. “Not bad…”
I shook my head, smiling sweetly as I tucked my hands with the bag in tow behind my back. Kai’s smile fell into a frown.
“I think you need to learn a lesson,” I said, flaring with a dangerous sense of superiority at my accomplishment. “No sweets until you learn to play nice with me.”
“You’re…punishing me?” he asked, almost incredulous. He laughed. “That’s rich. Bring them here, right now.”
“No.” I said.
“I’m serious.”
“So am I.” He sighed, shoulders rising and falling visibly.
“Fine. Keep it. I’m not about to get into a child’s quarrel with you.” I tilted my head, rocking on my feet and relishing in my own amusement. He was trying so hard to play his role as the cool and uncaring CEO, sophisticated and above silly things like sweets. I know may have fallen for it... but now I knew better.
Humming a tune, I pocketed the pouch and moved to gather my belongings into my arms before heading towards the steps to our room. I turned away from Kai to stoop and pick up a stray piece of parchment that had drifted out of my grasp.
Bad idea.
Something grabbed my hips so suddenly that I startled and yelped. The sound was partially muffled when his hand clasped itself over my mouth, his skin warm and smelling of his sweet scent. The fingers at my hip began to wander down and inward, ghost-like as they brushed down my thigh. I could never really be sure if he was trying to drive me crazy or if he was really just looking for where I’d stowed his candy, but I suspected it was a bit of both.
“Now, now,” he said in that low voice against my neck as he searched. “No need to be waking our neighbors again….” He made a satisfied hum in his throat when his hand finally brushed over the hidden pocket in my skirt, not hesitating for a second to snake his fingers inside.
Now, you have to understand that I’d been waiting for what seemed like ages to get even on Kai. Although deep-down he was a very sweet and caring person and I would probably never trust anyone more, that arrogance of his was still very much present. I was certain he enjoyed torturing and teasing me like this, knowing how he still made me blush and stutter even though we’d been intimate many times. I’d come to suspect that I would probably never be able to top his confidence. So you might see why I was eager to hold on this wild card I’d just captured. I shook myself from the reverie of Kai’s caresses and pulled away before he had a chance to pull the pouch from my skirt.
Even though I could feel my cheeks burning, I put on the calmest face I could manage and turned to look at the pirate now before me.
“Nice try,” I said, immensely proud at how cool my voice came. “I’m going to bed.” I turned quickly, uncertain how long my resolve would hold, purposely avoiding Kai’s enchanting eyes as I strode towards the bunk.
I half expected him to follow me, an anxious chill running down my spine in anticipation. Only when I get to our room. Sitting down on what was now designated ‘my side’ of the bed it’s with a ridiculous amount of happiness that I acknowledge this; I pulled the pouch of sweets from my pocket. I decided to hide it beneath the mattress and crawled under the covers to call it a night.
Little did I know that this would be the last time I got a quiet night’s sleep – all because I dared to steal it from him.
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It was one of those times when we feel like there's something that we need to prove a point after having these little arguments we have and I'm sure Kai absolutely doesn't want to lose especially to me.
In normal days, I’d be in a sound sleep and slowly awaken to the feeling of his lips on my neck and collarbone, my clothes undone and skin chilled by the night air. In a sleepy-haze, I’d return the kisses now focused on my lips, embracing him with my entire body. Then I’d fall into a warm afterglow, easily finding my dreams again wrapped in his arms. Only Kai’s smile the next morning would remind me that it had not imagined the whole thing.
But that was before I stole his prized pouch.
I was startled awake by a sharp feeling at my shoulder.
“Ow!” I gasped, but was silenced when his mouth crashed on mine. It was not a gentle kiss, but hungry, even for Kai.
I was starting to run out breath when he finally deigned to pull away, gazing at me close and intense. I could see both his eyes now and I got lost in them easily. Only when I felt the stinging ache at my shoulder did I regain my senses.
“Did you just bite me?” I asked incredulously.
“Yes,” he replied with a tone that made me exhilarated and nervous at the same time.
“Why would you do that?!”
“Why wouldn’t I?” he replied coolly, grasping my jaw in his hand. I blinked, a little taken aback at how forceful he was being. Don’t get me wrong, Kai was a passionate man for the most part, but when things got intimate he was actually rather gentle. He wasn’t holding me tight enough to hurt, but it was enough to make my heart jump into my throat. “After all, you stole from me…and I don’t like people stealing from me. Not even you, my love.”
He let the last word roll off his tongue like sugar, brushing his hand down my jaw and over my throat which made me want to swallow thickly. I watched him, clutching the covers in the bed and wondered what was going on in his head as he gazed at me in the dark. After a moment, I let a small, careful chuckle escape my lips as I moved to sit up.
“You’re not really mad about -?”
Kai pushed me back down to the bed and held me there, brushing his lips up over my check and inhaling deeply.
“Where are they…?” His tongue darted out over the ridge of my ear and I shuddered. “I won’t be angry with you if you tell me now….”
What? I felt myself thinking. How I could form a coherent thought with Kai literally breathing down my neck, I didn’t know, but that stubborn part of me reared up again.
“Absolutely not,” I said, turning my face away from him in an attempt to block him out.
“You’re certain?” he practically purred now as his hands found their way under the covers and up my skirt, tickling up outer thigh. I shut my eyes and clenched my jaw, willing myself not to feel the tingles that were beginning to work their way across my skin. He leaned into me, settling between my knees and I realized I needed to regain control, and fast, or I was going to lost it in the next few minutes. With every ounce of strength I could muster I clamped my legs around his waist, gripped his shoulders with my hands, and shoved. Normally, this maneuver wouldn’t have worked. Kai was much stronger than I was physically, but I had the element of surprise on my side.
When I landed I top him with my hair in my face, I brushed it out of the way and tried not to look too shocked at what I’d accomplished. Instead, I crossed my arms over my chest and looked into his, dare I say, puzzled eyes.
“Not that easy, Kai!” I said. “I’m not your little puppy anymore. You can’t just smile at me and charm your way into getting whatever you want.”
“Of course not,” he said as he relaxed into the bedding. I eyed him, wary of his strangely cooperative behavior. “I planned on doing much more than just smile….” He was after my skirts again and when I smacked his hands away defiantly he pouted. He actually pouted! It was almost enough to make me crack seeing that. Gods, his lips were so beautiful. It wouldn’t hurt if I just kissed him a few times…. No! I had to stay strong! Kai already suspected he was winning given the cock of his fine, blonde hair and quirk of his lips into that self-satisfied smile.
How could one man be so frustrating and so alluring all at the same time? I hated it!
“We can make a game of it, if that’s how you want to play,” he said. “Let me guess where you hid them….” He lifted his hands and started to methodically pat me down, first the arms and hips. When his palms started to cascade up my front up to my breasts I crossed my arms over them.
“Oh come on, you’d know if I was hiding them there!” I said raising a brow. The pouch was not large, but it was plenty bulky and would have made for an interesting appearance if I’d actually had the gall to put them there. It would have been obvious, to say the least.
“I find it remarkable how much you still blush like a virgin when we both know you’re not,” he said, sitting up so we were face to face. He took hold of my arms and gently unwrapped them before taking one of my hands in his and started kissing at my fingers. “Perhaps a reminder….?”
“Kai..,” I huffed, but fell silent when he looked up at me with warmth in his eyes. His tone had changed, too. It was that tender, intimate voice he used only with me when we do that certain thing. With his free hand he cupped my cheek and coaxed me in for a kiss, lingering and slow with the slightest hint of promised passion. When he released my hand I couldn’t help but run my fingers through his blond, smooth hair, curling the ends on the tips.
After a few kisses it became apparent that Kai was becoming quite distracted. I opened my eyes with my lips still pressed against his to see him pulling up our sheets with his free hand. I pulled back and saw that he’d already managed to remove the covers from our pillows and flung them across the room and stripped the bed of its covers. When he saw that he’d been caught he frowned at me.
“Where are they?”
Was he really being this childish? I couldn’t believe it and I really couldn’t stand how easily he was manipulating me. If he wanted to play pirate, then I would play pirate.
“I hid them in the kitchen,” I said. “In one of the cupboards.” Kai eyed me seriously then and frowned. Then, it was like his face lit up with something not unlike pride.
“That was rather crafty of you,” he said with a hint of a smile at the corner of his lips. “You thought I wouldn’t dare venture into it, didn’t you?”
“Yeah,” I quickly agreed, and tried to emphasize my innocence by fiddling with my fingers as I bowed my head.
“Well, that’s where you’re wrong, Atsuko,” he said, sweeping me off his lap and into his arms before turning to lay me back down on the bed. Leaning over me, he hovered a moment with his lips just a breath away from touching mine. “You should realize by now that nothing will stop me from getting what I want.” He didn’t kiss me, just gave my cheek a feather-light brush of his fingertips before pulling away. Then he heads for the door on his way to retrieve his sweets.
I huffed, gnawing on my lower lip in frustration as I swung my legs over the edge of the bed. I could hear his boots echoing as he moved down the hall and waited until they grew faint before I rushed to the door and closed it, latching it shut.
That done, I returned to the bed and sat down, crossing my legs as I sat, and waited for his imminent return. Though I believed that Kai was a very intimidating man, It took a little longer than I suspected, but I had just finished braiding and unbraiding my hair for the third time when I heard the heavy footfalls return to the door. If they were any indication, Kai was not pleased with me. He tried the door and I heard the latch rattle, practically feeling the atmosphere darken as Kai realized he’d been locked out of his own room.
“Atsuko,” his voice came through the door, trying to sound sweet but obviously straining.
“Yes, Honey?” I called back.
“Open the door, would you?”
“No…,” I said, glancing at the ceiling as if in thought. “I don’t think I will.”
“This is no time for childish games. It’s late.”
“You’re right. I really should retire for the evening.” A pause. I was certain I could hear him grumbling outside the door, trying not to lose that ever-present cool of his.
“If you open the door now I will forgive that you lied to me.”
“What lie?” I asked, continuing to feign ignorance.
“My pouch was not in the kitchen.”
“Are you sure? Maybe you just didn’t look hard enough.”
“Don’t play coy with me, girl. I have very good reason to believe it was not there.”
“Oh, you’re right! Here they are! Silly me. They were here all along!” I dug out the pouch from the mattress and weighed it in my palm. I really was enjoying this far too much, but considering I was probably going to regret it in the long run I figured I may as well have my fun while I could.
Of course, that was when I realized things had gotten far too quiet. I sat and listened as hard as I could, anxious at the length of the silence.
“Kai?” I called, but there was no answer. Had he given up? Had he actually walked away? That was hard to believe, but maybe he really thought I was being too childish for his tastes. If that was the case, he may as well have been the pot calling the kettle black. I got up with the pouch still in my grasp and pressed my ear against the door. I hadn’t even heard him leave. Was he just standing out there? I glanced down at the crack at the bottom of the door and noticed there was no longer a shadow there. It was like he had vanished entirely.
The next few seconds were a blur to me as my senses tried to catch up with all that was going on. The only thing that registered in my mind was a low, sultry voice that could be none other than Kai’s whispering into my ear.
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“Nice try.”
I felt him seize my arms and pull them behind me, wresting the pouch from them as he pressed me against the door. I could almost feel the subtle, deep, knee-weakening laugh run through his body as he pressed against me from behind.
“Did I ever tell you that the people in my family are quick….quiet…and quite vengeful if provoked.”
Part 2 is posted on this section (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=36540.0)
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OMGGGGGGG NABY!!!! :inlove:
best gift ever!!!
omg i cant find a word to say how thankful i am right now XD
ATSUMINA FOR LIFE!!!
and again..thank u for this!
i love u so much XD :on slopkiss:
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woooo, so rare kai is aggresive :shock:
please update soon :on GJ:
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Yeah... atsumina story...
Like it lots...
Nice of gender bender story
Thank you ...
Can't wait to see the next chapter
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Together with You. (KojiYuu ver.)
As the sun rise, I didn’t realize that I’d manage to occupy the entire bed in my sleep. I stretched myself out as I ran my fingers over the sheets on her over size bed. Then I wondered…
Does she come by to bed last night?
I sat myself up and rubbed my neck, blowing some strands of hair out from my face. As I look around, I smell a coffee brewing across the room. She’s definitely awake! I scooted to the edge of the bed, giving one more stretch before I tucked my feet in my slippers and made my way to the kitchen.
What is she up too?
As I walk towards to it, glimpsing a little of her on the corner of my eye, I saw her busy making something over by the stove, Is she making breakfast? I thought, then grab the coffee she made by the counter table as I drink it I turned around to ask her.
“We’re you’ve been up—-!” I suddenly stop myself and was taken by surprised as I nearly choked the coffee that I was drinking. Looking at her now, my eyes dropped as I can see her wearing Absolutely Nothing!! but an apron covering her small body.
As she noticed my presence she faced me with her dimpled smile with a spatula in one hand and a plate of pancakes on the other, looking proudly of herself.
“Oh No, I came to bed pretty early last night, but you were in such a deep sleep” She said, as her eyes shimmer. “Believe me, I tried to wake you, Nyannyan.”
“What do you think you’re doing??” I asked raising my brow.
She then pouts. “Making breakfast for you of course, Princess. I thought you might enjoy it, since were so busy lately, we didn’t get much to spend more time together.” She said with a bright smile.
I rolled my eyes .“W-Well that’s very nice, but that’s not what I meant and you know it,” I said in a cold tone. “Why are you naked?!”
“I’m not,” Yuko replied acting innocently. She then turned her back from me and starts to place the rest of the meal on our plates. And I was faced with her bare oshiri once again.
Come to think of it she really has a nice—- wait what am I thinking…?!?! I quickly turned my gaze away as I feel my cheeks suddenly burning.But then when I tried to look back, she was right in front of me, looking intensely to my face as if she were trying to read my thoughts.
I could feel the sweat drop escaping from my face and the shame of embarrassment rising inside me. She didn’t say anything; instead she held something frilly up in front of me and grinned mischievously.
I gulped as I look onto it, a matching ‘apron’; she bought it just for the two of us. She really wants to see me wearing it since forever, but I always reject her to the fact that I’m not in fond wearing those kinds of things. I blinked and look over at her round big squirrel eyes while watching her brows rose suggestively.
“No!” I declared with a serious tone.
“Ehh…? Why not ,Nyannyan?” she whined, holding the garment to her chest like it was one of the most precious things in the world. “I wore one for you! See…”
“I didn’t ask you to!” I pointed out.
“But don’t you think it would be so romantic – just the two of us wearing nothing but only matching aprons and having a delicious breakfast or maybe even having breakfast in bed…?” She said in her sweetest tone. I swear you could see little pink hearts popping up around her head right now.
Of all people, I fell in love to a pervert… I thought making a mental face palm. Then Yuko looks at me with her cute signature squirrel smile. She always does that because she knows my weakness is her charm.
“N-No… No! S-Stop looking at me like that…!” I said, feeling the heat rise inside myself again. I whirled around in an attempt to retreat. As I dash my way out of the kitchen… I need to get out of here!! Yuko suddenly thought what I had in mind and caught me automatically in her arms, pulling me close against her, I can feel her soft chest touching my back. The apron did absolutely nothing to hide the fact what she was already had in mind, but I suspected she already know these would happen the moment she pulled that apron out in the first place.
“Aw, Nyannyan…. Don’t run away, you know I’m just being playful,” she said teasingly “I thought, maybe, if I wore it first, you might as well try it. You know it’s normal because where already lovers.”
“Yuuchan stop, please. I just woke up,” I said, trying to free myself from her tightly grip.
“But Nyannyan I really really REALLY want to see you on it,” she said cutely, as she trace her fingers through my hair. I then turned myself around and faced her, willing myself to make an eye contact despite knowing that was a dangerous move with a woman like Oshima Yuko.
Upon seeing me looking all flustered, she laughed softly and brushed my hair behind my ear. “Alright… alright. How about you go crawl back into our bed and we’ll start this over again, Okay” She smiled.
“Start over? What do you—-”
“Shh…” She cuts me off as she puts her finger to my lip. ”Just trust me..” she said, turning me around and pats me fondly on my rear end as she ushered me back to the bedroom.
I sighed in defeat and followed her orders, wondering what she might do, knowing her it will not gonna be easy. Asshe settles me back to the bed, I can’t help myself not being at ease as my curiosity rises up.
What is she planning now..?
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She goes back to the kitchen for a few minutes and when she came back, she entered in her usual big jersey shirt and a pair of socks, with a tray of breakfast and a coffee. Finally she changed her outfit, Thank God! Her pants, however, were still quite absent. I couldn’t tell if she’d put her underwear already under those loose shirt.
As I make an attempt to check if she’s wearing something or not, Yuko made a wide smirk on her face and slightly raised the corner of her shirt, already figuring out what I had in mind.
“Don’t worry, I have it on me” she said giving me a wink.
I shook my head. “I wasn’t!” I said in my defend. Then Yuko headed over to the bed and set the tray down, sliding next to me, our shoulders bumped and her face drew close.
“Mou, Nyannyan. I’m starting to think you don’t appreciate me that much,” she pouted again.
“W-What?! Of course not,” I said. “It just took me by surprise, that’s all. I mean… I normally….like…”
“Hmm?” Yuko asked, watching me closely as I began to blushed. “You normally like what?”
“Nothing, forget about it…” I said looking away from her melting gaze. But Yuko seemed all for it.
“Is it my eyes? my adorable smile? or my hot sexy body? Go on, I’m all ears!” she grinned as she rolls herself around, laying her head onto my lap and starts to look at me with her bright squirrel eyes.
“How much coffee do you have this morning?” I asked with a small laugh as I brushed some strands of hair away from her forehead.
“Just one cup. I was too busy making more breakfast” she said, as she reach over the fork, offering me some fried eggs.“ Here…Ahh…”
I opened my mouth and allowed her to feed me, savoring the flavor. Yuko watched me and smiled warmly.
“Good?”
“Mmm,” I nod.
“My turn, my turn!” she said energetically, snuggling down further against me. I reached over and picked up a small piece of a peach she’d cut and dropped it cautiously in to her mouth. But I wasn’t quick enough to evade her tongue as she licks my fingers. Such a naughty squirrel … I sighed and pinched her nose, causing her to giggle.
“So, why all the special attention this morning? Usually, you like to sleep longer, especially in your day off.” I asked.
“Because today’s our anniversary,” she said, folding her hands on her chest and looking up to me with her eyes slightly worried.
Our anniversary? Did I forget something that important? I immediately felt guilty on what she said just now.
No wait, but our anniversary being officially together is still due on the next month, is there something I missed…?
Yuko seemed to notice how confused I looked, as she reached up her hand and stroke my cheek, letting her thumb trace my lower lip.
“It’s the anniversary of when I knew I’d fallen in love with you.” She said softly.
“Oh…?” The sentimentality of her voice makes my heart jump. “You even remember that when exactly?”
“Mhmm,” she hummed with a small nod. “Given the fact that you were already gorgeous the first time I saw you, I really wanted to get to know you better, but at the time I was just crushing you like a love-struck schoolgirl. When I really fell in love with you, though…. Is when I remember the feeling of never wanting to let you go, to always protect and honor you and to have you in my arms in every single moment of my life.”
“Yuuchan…,” I sighed with a small smile. “You’re embarrassing me.”
“Why? It’s true,” she said. “It’s also when I realized that I wanted to see you wear this.” She held up the frilly apron in front of me again, my face suddenly twitch. I grab a pillow at my side and smack her face with it.
“Yuko! You ruined the moment!” I said. She laughed hard and crawled away from me, dodging off my attacks with her own pillow.
“Hahaha..there’s nothing wrong with a romantic comedy!” she replied. “Hey! Careful, you’re going to spill my hard work all over the bedding!”
“Hmmpf…!” I stop and settle down on my knees with the pillow in my hand. Yuko peeked over her pillow at me.
“Truce?”
“Are you going to behave?” I asked.
“You know I could never promise such a thing,” she said, tossing away her pillow and starts to dive on me, She pins me down to the bed and then reached for my pillow. I yelped and held it out as I twist my body from side to side beneath her.
She eventually managed to wrest out of my grip and tossed it across the room before propping herself over me.
“You’re impossible,” I breathed.
“And you’re sublime when you look ruffled like this,” she smiled broadly, leaning down and pressing her lips against mine slowly. I felt my body go immediately lax beneath her heart-melting kisses, one right after another. Each one lingered a little longer, and sometimes she would pause to just brush her lips over mine as her breath tickling over my skin.
She then opened her eyes to study my features appreciatively. “Is this what you mean, you ‘normally‘ like….?” She asked teasingly.
“Oh please, just shut up and kissed me.” I said, wrapping my arms around her neck as I pull her close for another kiss.
Yuko simply grinned and said no more.
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Together with You. (SayaMilky ver.)
I was starting to feel like I wasn’t in myself again. Well, I couldn’t help it. No matter how much I tried to concentrate, I was hopelessly distracted. I tried to listen to some songs, even watched some of our past dance routines only to get her out of my head, but it all failed -.- I really don’t get it why every time were together, we always end up stealing glances on each other—
Even now… to be exact…
For the third time, she visibly flinched and turned her attention back on talking to one of our staffs, not that I’m counting or anything. I grinned on my thoughts before looking the other way. I really like that cute side of her when you can obviously see the flush around her cheeks. My heart skips with warmth every time I caught her looking at me…hihihi..
Ever since she confessed that day, I sometimes wondered if I could ever show her the right amount of love what a real couple should do. When we started to officially go out, I can’t help only to found out that I’m even more drawn to her than before.
Maybe they’re right about me being a pervert…
Anyways, it’s quite amazing actually, how we get to do our job done at all… in some days, considering the fact how often we seemed to be preoccupied with each other. Yet, somehow, we managed, and I dare say Sayaka even excelled more and more each day as our team captain.
Aside from these small moments where she became all shy, knowing that I just caught her glancing my way :”>, She was very professional while at work especially in front of the staffs and with other members. She work really hard and was always confident about it.
I couldn’t have been more proud.
As the day drew to its close, I felt the need to somehow refresh my self after a long day of practice and decided to get up and get some refreshments in the break room. I resisted the urge to tease my fingers through Sayaka’s hair when I passed over her giving instructions to junior members. No one would have seen, but I knew how badly it would have been for her as it was hardly the place or time to do it.
I’d discovered that Sayaka was practically vulnerable to the way I stroked her hair, especially if I touched her ears just the right way.
Oh, my, that was a fun evening once I found that out. >:D
It embarrassed her immensely, but I found it entirely adorable. Still, I behaved myself and simply offered her a smile as I passed by.
I wandered into the break room and absently poured myself a cold glass of juice, my mind was drifting to what awaits me tomorrow. Because it’s my birthday ^o^, Sayaka insisted we do something extra-special for it just the two of us. She wouldn’t tell me exactly what she had planned, of course, but every time I brought it up to ask her, she always started going red.
Hmm…I wonder what it is..?!
I then turned when I heard someone else enters the room and choked a little on my drink when I saw who it was.
“Whoa, hey! !” Sayaka said, immediately rushing to my side with a hand at my back. “Are you alright?”
“I’m fine, *cough* ” I said, grabbing up a napkin to dab some juice from my mouth. “I just wasn’t expecting you. *cough*”
“Oh,” she said, straightening up and withdrawing her hand as she seemed to remember where she was. “I’m not following you or anything.”
I laughed a little at how serious her expression was.
“It’s fine. It’s my fault for thinking about you in the first place.”
Her face suddenly turns red, she ducked her gaze a moment before peering up at me beneath her hair.
“Oh….you were thinking of me…?”
“Well, it’s about tomorrow,” I admitted, nudging her elbow a little with mine. “You’ve got me curious. Especially when you do that.”
“Do what?”
“That. Your ears are going all red.” I pointed out
“What? No, they aren’t!” she defended, and then turns away from me pretending to be preoccupied with some various things piled up on one of the shelves. I fiddled with my glass, starting to feel a little bit mischievous even though I really knew better. I quietly set the glass down and snuck up behind her, wrapping my arms around her front and cuddling up into her back.
“Why don’t you just tell me, already?” I pouted over her shoulder. I felt her entire posture go stiff, likely taken aback at my actions. “Otherwise it’s going to drive me crazy all day!”
“Mi-Miyuki….!” Sayaka stuttered, pulling away from my hold and whirling to face me. As I expected, she had turned the shade of a vibrant tomato at this point, but what I didn’t expect, was the glint of something less innocent in her eyes.
Unknowingly may whole face flush, since this was the look I only ever received during the time when we go private mode. Sayaka turned her gaze down and adjust her collar a little, as if to relieve some of the heat crawling up onto her neck and to her cheeks.
“Sorry,” I said, biting my lip and feeling at fault. “I just thought I could persuade you to speak up.”
“Well…,” she grunted, clearing her throat. “You didn’t…. I have much more control than that.”
“Oh, I wasn’t worried,” I said, shaking my head. “I know you’d never do something like that in here…”
I really don’t mean it as a challenge, and I never caught the quirk of her eyebrow as I turned to retrieve my glass.
My hand stopped; however, as my wrist was caught I was then turned back around. The next thing I knew, I was being pressed up against the counter with Sayaka’s lips pressed firmly upon mine. My eyes were wide in surprise, and I stumbled a little, unsure of what to do.
Had she gone crazy?! Doing something in a place like this! Someone could walk in any moment!
Finally, my hand finds its way onto her shirt and clung to it desperately. I’m still not sure if I should push her away or pull her closer –
Perhaps a little of both. :P
All I knew was not only had I been completely unprepared for this, but the amount of passion behind her kiss was enough to almost make me forget myself.
My heart beats crazy and my mind is at lost with thoughts equally embarrassing and thrilling. I parted from her lips just enough to catch my breath and felt her forehead pressing onto mine.
“Sa..ya..ka,” I said still out of breath as my fingers played around with her hair.
“Mhmm?” she hummed, sounding dreamy.
“Have you lost your mind…?” I shook her a little by the shoulders, finding it difficult to be angry especially after what we just did.
“Maybe… I just keep doing the craziest things these past few days…,” she said, sounding amused. “Is it because I’m in love or something.”
My face suddenly blush after what she just said “Lo-love or not, this could get us in serious trouble!”
“You started it,” she said with a grin, pulling back to look at me.
“I-I did not.”
“Oh yes you are?!”
“N-no it’s not”
Why am I stuttering…?! Thus these prove that I’m really at fault…
“Oh forget about it! The point is I can’t help myself around you, and you know it!” Sayaka said gazing through my eyes intensely.
“Shhhh!” I stop her waving my hand.
If she kept shouting at this rate we were going to attract attention for sure!
She looked so frustrated and it seems as though she thought I wasn’t getting the point and had no plans of stopping.
I did all I could think of to shut her up. I kissed her again with such force and it was her turn to lose her footing and we clumsily moved across the room until she eventually hit the wall.
Sayaka grunted, but immediately wrapped her arms around me and pulled me in, returning the kiss heatedly.
“I love you…,” she murmured between kisses as they began to slow and linger. “So much…”
“I love you, too….,” I said, leaning in for another kiss. I was a mere breath away when we both distinctly heard footsteps in the hallway.
Hurriedly, we untangle ourselves from each other and straighten our clothes. We rushed to stand as far away as possible, though it was difficult especially in a place these small, in the end we ended up bumping into each other. I nearly fell and Sayaka caught me then, panicked, and pulled away from me as quickly as possible.
By the time the person entered the room I was stirring my glass of juice furiously and staring into it as though it might tell me my fortune. I didn’t know where Sayaka had ended up, but she wasn’t near me and that was all that mattered.
“Milky,” she spoke and my response was probably just a little bit too enthusiastic.
“Na-Nana, hello! How are things going today?”
Her brow raised at my tone and I began to feel myself sweat.
“That’s exactly what I was going to ask you. I was looking all over for you?! Our dance instructor said that she needs to talk to you in pronto!?… I think it’s about your routine…”
Great, I wasn’t at myself this whole day so my performance at practice was messed up…
“Oh! I’m sorry. I’ll be there right away!” I said, feeling a little foolish. I must have forgotten to check on the time that our break was almost over before I went to get some refreshment….and I had absolutely no idea how long Sayaka and I had been in the break room.
I was just on my way past Nana when I heard our manager’s voice across the hallway...
“Sayaka, what are you doing?” he said.
I turned and glanced over Nana’ shoulder and saw that Sayaka was standing in the corner staring at absolutely nothing but wall. She looked like a little girl who had gotten in trouble and had been put in a time out.
“Just…uh…collecting my thoughts, Sir.”
“Staring at the wall…?”
“It’s…um… less distracting to look at nothing.”
Geez…this what I’ve been trying to tell her… I hope she doesn’t get into trouble…unlike me…
“Well, that’s enough reflecting for today. I need you to be on the meeting room to talk about your next performance in Music Station this week, Okay?!” Our manager-san said in his deep voice.
“Yes, Sir!”
Seeing that they were turning my way, I hurried out of the break room and ducked around the corner, holding my breath until our Manager-san passed by. I waited a moment, and then caught hold of Sayaka’s sleeve as she walked my way. She jumped a little and I felt a little bad, but couldn’t help but smile.
Once she saw it was me, her body immediately relaxed.
“See. I told you” I whispered quietly. It was more of a tease than anything. Sayaka lifted a finger and pointed at me a little accusingly before dropping it altogether with a sigh.
“I just can’t be mad at you,” she said, looking a little distraught at first, but smiling in the end.
“Can I still say I’m sorry?” I asked, hopefully.
“Only if you swear to stop asking me about tomorrow,” she said pointedly.
“Tomorrow? What’s tomorrow?” I asked innocently and smiled at her with bright eyes.
Her face started to blush furiously again.
“Please…. Not that face.”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” I said, grinning ear to ear as I past her.
“Yes, you do!” she declared, incredulous.
I simply ignored her and smiled warmly to myself as we returned to the practice hall. By the time practice was resumed I still catch her glancing through me, except now there were times she’d hold my gaze awhile rather than look away. There was something conspiratorial in her eyes, reminding me we actually managed to get away with that break room incident.
Could it be….she was actually proud of that?
Well, it was rather daring for her. I was actually still getting shivers thinking about it; about what might have happened if we hadn’t been interrupted.
Would Sayaka-chan have gone any further…? No, that’s impossible.
This is Yamamoto Sayaka we’re talking about, the girl whose very compose and always goes Tsundere mode especially if were in public.
I tilted my head to peek at her once more. She looked at me at the same time, as if trying to get my attention. Oh, I don’t even….
D-Did she just wink at me..?! 0.O
My jaw dropped and I began to feel incredibly shy, I quickly turned away as the heat rose up intensely to face.
It’s going to be a long night~~
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A/N: I don't know if I posted this on the right section :nervous well... anywho this fic is dedicated to the person
named shall not be told :peace: and to all MaYuki shippers :deco:
*edit bcoz I was scolded :sweatdrop: and for the sake of KojiYuu :banghead:
Together with You. ( MaYuki ver.)
There was always something magical about snow. The way it blanketed the landscape in a beautiful, fresh, sparkling scenery made it seem like we were in a completely different world.
I had been a little skeptical about celebrating our anniversary in someplace so cold since Mayu was so sensitive to it, but she had always expressed a desire to see Mount Fuji capped with snow, so here we are. We had only been at the hotel a day, but I already knew we’d made a good choice. It was so quiet, secluded and breathtaking it felt like a dream - like there was no one here but us.
I was just consulting the guidebook trying to get a better feel for the area when I heard the door slide open. Mayu must have awoken from her nap. Our trip had been long and we had been doing a great deal of sight-seeing already as soon as we arrived; taking advantage of what daylight we had left. We had taken our lunch in our room and found ourselves both quite drowsy after filling ourselves up with a warm meal and pleasantly conked out together in the bedroom.
I had risen first, taking the time to admire the décor of our room. I couldn’t believe we managed to get a reservation at such an amazing, very in-demand place. And every now and then she’d get that look in her eye – a look that said she’d grant me any wish and that I only needed to ask. Simply being the focus of her affections made me feel like I’d already been spoiled plenty for my lifetime.
I turned to greet Mayu as she came into the room and was struck between two reactions entirely at the image before me. On the one hand, she looked positively adorable and childish rubbing the sleep away from her eyes, but on the other, she’d opted to change into her yukata, a garment that I had decided sent her attractiveness straight off the charts. It had become one of my favorite looks on her, and I remember feeling extra warm that particular summer when I’d seen her in it for the first time.
She wandered over to me and lazily draped her form against my back, wrapping her arms around me and resting her head on my shoulder. I chuckled a little bit as she seemed to continue dozing right there against me.
“Mayu… Mayuyu.”
“Nmm?”
“You don’t have to get up yet if you’re still tired. Go crawl back in bed.”
“..Em…Yu…kirin…not…..there,” she murmured and I felt my heart leap a little at her words. I reached up and stroked her arm, supporting her weight on the best I could. My fingers traced the fabric of the yukata when I suddenly thought of something.
“Mayu…? Aren’t you chilled? It’s kind of cold for a yukata here.”
She shook her head, or at least I think she did. There was some vague movement by my head that I interpreted as such. I shifted in her hold, working to turn to face her, blowing my hair out of my face when the length of it got a little tangled between my arms and hers.
By the time I finally managed to turn all the way around, Mayu stumbled forward against me a little and as I fought to keep us both upright, her lips brushed against my face. Whether she meant to do this or not, she took advantage of the closeness and kissed the corner of my lips before smiling contentedly.
“Hey…,” I said. “Now you’re just being sneaky.” Mayu’s eyes finally blinked open slowly at this and focused in on me.
“Not at all.” She leaned in and kissed my lips directly this time, letting her arms slide down my back until she was grasping me gently at the waist. “It just happened.”
“Right. Got it. Just happened,” I said with amusement between the kisses that followed. Though she was a little more coherent now, she was obviously still coming out of the remaining haze of her sleep. I reached up and stroked my fingers through the fine strands of black hair at her cheek and she leaned into my touch appreciatively. “But really, as beautiful as you are in this, you’re going to catch cold.”
Mayu’s cheeks took on a pink tint at my compliment, but she looked at me with an unwavering gaze as though my concern was not necessary.
“I won’t. I wanted to go to the hot springs.”
Oh, right. On top of seeing Mount Fuji in the winter, Mayu also expressed that she wanted to see it from the comfort of a hot spring so the cold would not be an issue for her. I admit, the idea had sounded amazing at the time, but I had never quite prepared myself for it to come to full fruition.
Me and Mayu…..naked…in a hot spring…in the middle of winter. (｡・//ε//・｡)
I felt Mayu’s fingertip prod my cheek.
“Are you too warm?” she asked, smiling, as though she already knew that, that was not my problem at all.
“Maybe a little,” I said, batting her hand away. “I guess some cool air would be good for me, too.”
“Good. I was hoping you’d join me.”
“Let me go change into a yukata then. Where are the hot springs, anyhow? Are they very far?” I inwardly hoped not. Walking around the hotel in such cold weather with nothing but a thin cotton fabric protecting me from the chill didn’t sound too appealing.
Mayu shook her head a little and walked past me to the door to the outer deck and slid it open. I shivered a little as a small wintery breeze tickled my skin and immediately felt my heart jump into my throat. Was she kidding? I knew that getting a room here in the first place was a feat, but did she seriously go through the effort to get one of only two rooms that actually had the springs right outside?
It certainly seemed that way, though I still wasn’t sure I could believe my eyes.
“I..wha…,” I stuttered.
Me
.
.
Mayu
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.
Naked
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.
Hot springs
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.
ALONE
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.
SECLUDED!! All my mind could do was sputter words as my heart thudded in time with the thoughts.
“How..??”
There it was again, that smile of hers. That smile that said, ‘anything for you' but didn't bother with an explanation.
“You should go put on your yukata,” she said casually and I nodded, glad at least one of us had the mental facilities to know what to do at that point.
I mechanically wandered into the bedroom and changed a little clumsily into the simple garment, wrapping it tightly about my form as I returned to join her again.
Mayu was standing out on the deck waiting for me and I hurried over on bare feet, concerned about her catching a chill waiting for me. She heard my approach and turned with a smile, reaching out a hand to me that I placed my own into. As she drew me close it became evident that I hadn’t needed to worry. The steam that rose from the springs spread out across the deck and the cold was not nearly as harsh as it normally was.
Whether I was already feeling the effects of the steam, or if I was affected by how Mayu’s striking dark eyes regarded me then, I could already feel myself flushing all over. She carefully let me down the steps onto the natural ground and smooth stones.
“Should we get in together or would you like to go first?” she tilted her head in question and I envied her seemingly casual approach to all this. My heart would simply not quit racing. I hoped that, that coupled with the heat, would not cause me to faint.
What was wrong with me, anyway? Seeing Mayu naked, or her seeing me naked, was nothing new. We were married, after all. Of course, that never stopped her from making me feel like we were still new lovers. She still always made me sigh and swoon and feel like the luckiest woman in the world.
“You go ahead,” I said. “I’ll follow.”
I had to buy myself some time to calm down so I didn’t slip and fall and make a fool of myself because I was too damn anxious. I fiddled with my robe, tugging at the fabric and feeling a little bit peculiar about the idea of being naked out in the open, but we were far and away from anyone who might see so….
Oh…
Oh, my…
What was I thinking about again?
I stood numbly as I watched Mayu discard her yukata and fold it neatly to set it aside as she stepped into the heat of the pool before us. Yes, this is a picture I could never see myself getting tired of. When she turned and looked at me, I heard myself make a small, strangled noise in my throat that I hoped she missed. The water licked up against her legs, just barely reaching the top of her hip as she stood and I couldn’t help but admire her form. She looked so gorgeous and matured standing there, like some painting or photo for one of those magazines and calendars that we have.
I swear I would never ever change my calendar if this is what I always saw. I began to feel giddy and Mayu raised her brow at me as if to ask if I was going to just stand there or actually come in. I carefully padded down to the edge and Mayu waded over to where I was. I looked down at her a little shyly as I let the yukata slip down around my feet.
Oh, why did she have to watch me like this. The smile that crossed her face was warm and sweet as she watched me a moment before lifting her arms. I reached out, leaning into her pressing against her form as she helped me down into the water. She was already starting to sweat, and I buried my face against her neck a little as we took a moment to just embrace in the heat.
She reached up and stroked my hair, letting her fingertips trail through the long strands to the tips and over again.
“You’re so beautiful, Yuki,” She said softly. I lifted my head to look at her and she kissed me sweetly once more, lingering a little before she finally took my hand and led me to sit with her to our shoulders in the depths. It felt amazing and I could feel all my concerns, aches and pains start to melt away. I pulled my knees up to my chest and took a deep breath, exhaling slowly.
“This is so nice. I’m glad we came.”
“Mmm,” Mayu said, agreeably. I glanced over at her and saw she was sitting with her eyes closed. Would she fall asleep here, too? I suppose I couldn’t blame her. It was very fresh and relaxing. I let my eyes wander over her form again, feeling a much deeper heat continues to rise in me. Then I looked around and see that we were practically surrounded by trees and rocks. Not a soul in sight.
In the end, I couldn’t help myself, and I straightened out my legs, turning and pressing a kiss to Mayu’s jaw lightly. She stirred, opening her eyes and looked sideways at me.
“Were you asleep?” I asked with a small smile.
“No. Just thinking,” she replied softly.
“About what?” I asked. She then turned towards me, taking my hand gently and coaxing me up and in front of her. She was watching my eyes again, causing me to blush furiously, even more so when her hands touched my hips and thighs, bringing me down into her lap.
“Mayu…,” I gasped a little bit, feeling the proof that I was not the only one who had been appreciating more than the local scenery.
“Yuki….” she whispered against my lips and kissed me soundly, wrapping her arms around my form and quelling the cold that had claimed my skin with her body. I was a little taken aback at her boldness, but then again, we were alone. It was no different than if we had been alone at home, except that this new place held a whole new thrill all its own.
Mayu moved as she typically did, in no hurry and intent on enjoying every second of things. Her fingers traced my form beneath the water, and then they would move up feather-light over my spine and shoulder blades. Then they would descend again, tickling places farther forward, and travel up over my stomach and ever so slightly touch the curve of my breasts before moving downward again. My lover was a master of teasing like that. In the stark contrast of cold and hot, however, it was even more equally pleasant and maddening than ever.
We exchanged kisses whenever our lips found each other, otherwise caressing each other’s necks or shoulders, and sometimes the sensitive parts of our ears.
In my disbelief that we were actually doing this was easily clouded over by the sensations I was experiencing, both from Mayu’s nimble fingers and the feel of her deep inside me.
It was not long before I found myself crying out, lifting a hand to try to muffle myself for fear someone hear. Mayu coaxed my hand away, pressing her face to my neck as her breath huffed heated and frantic against my skin.
“Let me hear you….,” she said, and the aroused rasp in her voice was enough to send me over. I didn’t hide it this time, but whimpered and moaned against her shoulder. She cradled me in her arms, squeezing and gasping as she found her own release.
I collapsed against her, sweaty and spent and feeling much too warm at this point. Mayu seemed to sense my exhaustion, or perhaps she felt the same, as she shifted, holding me still, and helped us both rise to our feet. My legs wobbled a little, but she kept me steady as we reclaimed our yukata and headed back inside for the night.
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The cool air was a blessing to my flushed red skin and I followed Mayu gratefully into the bedroom as she headed in that direction. I don’t think I could have stayed awake much longer, floating in my afterglow.
She didn’t even wait for me to crawl fully under the covers before she pulled me into her arms the rest of the way. I nestled against her and she kissed me one more time, half awake, before settling down into her pillow.
“Love….you…. Yu..ki..mm..” she mumbled and I smiled quietly to myself as my eyelids grew heavy.
“I love you, too, Mayu…. and always will.”
I yawned and kissed her lightly on the forehead before I joined her in a sweet and thoroughly contented slumber.
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I am so loving this!!!! . . . . XD :wub: :wub:
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Great story Stalkie-chan, (I like to make nickname for people)[Lame hobby]
I really love the how it's really really really detailed and descriptive.
Anyways have you seen her in this cosplay:) http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m82ht69MnM1rq75kzo1_500.gif (http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m82ht69MnM1rq75kzo1_500.gif)
Some of the only people, whom actually looked good in blue hair.
I want more Mayuki!!!!!!, just think it as a command:P,
Love you :heart:
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I read "Together with You (MaYuki ver.) on tumblr first and found myself smiling at the way you portrayed the characters' thoughts and interactions. Really sweet and most importantly, tastefully done. You managed to paint a very beautiful and serene picture. The use of the first-person POV increases the level of intimacy that I feel for the story; it's like I am in the same room as the two lovers. Oh, and Yukirin's thoughts are hilarious! Can't blame her though. Mayuyu's an angel (so is Yukirin, of course).
A/N: I don't know if I posted this on the right section
Don't worry. You are vague on the details so it passes (refer to Law #3 of The Golden Laws of JPH!P Fanfiction (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=29813.0)) :)
I've read the KojiYuu ver. of "Together with You" too and I enjoyed it as well. It is playful, fun and sweet all around. Once again, your characters are endearing and I like how you have just the right amount of details, allowing readers to focus on the characters' interactions which are, in my opinion, the main draw of your story. I shall certainly read the SayaMilky ver. next.
Thank you for sharing these lovely one-shots and I truly look forward to more stories from you (especially MaYuki :P). Keep up the great work! :thumbsup
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OMG HAHAHAHA sobrang UGH. TUBIIIIIIIIIIIIG!!! XD ohgosh di ko namalayan nagtagalog ako :nervous gonna edit later! mygahd!
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OMG HAHAHAHA sobrang UGH. TUBIIIIIIIIIIIIG!!! XD ohgosh di ko namalayan nagtagalog ako :nervous gonna edit later! mygahd!
I didn't know you were a filipino too. :lol:
Anyway, anonymousstalker your OS are too awesome! :on GJ:
MORE!!! :on hypto:
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wooow !!
I really like Mayuki and Sayamilky story!!
Plis! write more OS like this are so good.
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yeah it's total sweet
i can't describe well but it's so intens i love it
hope more mayuki in the future
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About the MaYuki fic: That's the good word, "intimacy". Because are many good fics, but few have which is pulls the reader into the story. That you write it's given a so intense image about this gentle love.
But Seigus-san already written that which I thought too. :)
(And sorry if my english a little confused, but I was really sleepy, just really wanted to write a comment on this beautiful OS.)
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i loved this writing style...
i felt warm too,i felt their loved and how closes this couple....
and they already married! LOL
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@shiruba_rein: thanks glad that you like it 8) ... btw your sig. is just ughhh... XDKojiYuu :heart:
@ZorxCemoon: Stalkie-chan!?!? ahahaha yeah I think that's fine :sweatdrop: and Mayu dressed as cherii looks great :inlove: maybe I should try dyeing my hair blue as well... but that would be really weird :sweatdrop: as for more MaYuki er... I'm sill not sure... let's see.. :thumbsup
Love you too :heart:
@Seigus: First of all thanks for reading 8) ...now I think I'm being pressured since I know you'll be reading my fics from now on hehehe :sweatdrop: I read "Together with You (MaYuki ver.) on tumblr first and found myself smiling at the way you portrayed the characters' thoughts and interactions. Really sweet and most importantly, tastefully done. You managed to paint a very beautiful and serene picture. The use of the first-person POV increases the level of intimacy that I feel for the story; it's like I am in the same room as the two lovers.
Yeah I agreed that using the first-person POV increases the readers imagination on how the said scenario should be like. As what you have quote It's like watching them doing the said scene right in-front of you. Because as for me this is what I believe the best style in writing this kind of stories and I want the readers to feel what the first-person is also feeling (Like putting them in their own shoes). It's really funny though when I'm writing this I can't help but to squel and get a massive blood loss (especially after that B-day request :bleed eyes: ) anywho... Seigus-san for the MaYuki story your not the only one who's looking forward to have more, that's what I'm sure of... :doh: though you can ask my colleague imteedee (she's an expert :thumbsup) also the lurker creamcracker for an update wahehehehe... :banana: :pepper: :leek:
@imteedee: Speaking of the... >:D sterile or tap water ang gu2 mo? :peace:
@Konoe: OMG HAHAHAHA sobrang UGH. TUBIIIIIIIIIIIIG!!! XD ohgosh di ko namalayan nagtagalog ako :nervous gonna edit later! mygahd!
I didn't know you were a filipino too. :lol:
Oh well guess is not the two of you 8) then ...thanks again for reading :cow:
@Minami-chan: Don't worry there's more to come... :thumbsup
@gek geki: thanks... er.. MaYuki again!! :nervous LOL
@Kiri-el: It's fine english is not my mother language as well :banghead: and I also agreed with you hope you can still stick for more... :P
@kurogumi: Awww... :wub: glad that you like it :grin:
A/N: Starting today I'll be having a poll each week on whose OTP should be written next for the whole month of November ... Only the best 2 couples with the highest votes will be having their own story it might be a One-shot or more depending on my mood... voting will last for 24 hours... enjoy :hip smile:
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Please don't feel pressured and please just treat me as another reader :nervous I really like your writing style; it's somehow nostalgic and brings back fond memories of the AKB48 fanfics I followed in the past.
First-person POV is something that I'm still not comfortable with; I have only attempted it once. It just doesn't come to me as naturally as third-person POV. I guess that it's because I tend to write from the audience's perspective. I write what they will see, what I want them to see. It's a habit that I developed during film school days and you can say it has its pros and cons when I write fanfics now :sweatdrop:
It's really funny though when I'm writing this I can't help but to squel and get a massive blood loss
You aren't alone. That happens to me when I write too :lol:
I've already voted in your poll. (Just one vote and I think you can guess which it is.)
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seryoso sa buhay nga naman nung nasa taas ko :lol:
I actually read your reply last night but to tell you while I was typing my reply on my tab I actually hit my head on my bedroom's doorframe OH DEAR! the impact was too strong! It still hurts right now XD
(sino ka nga pala? akala ko ikaw si pikachu, seems not...PM me NOW! or wherever :) I'm on)
and anyway, HUMANS DON'T DRINK STERILE WATER for God's sake XD TAP maybe....but I still don't drink that either! got MINERAL?! :lol:
and what the heck is this poll? CLOSE IT! it's useless I only want MaYuki! win or lose :nervous anyhow, I'm looking forward to your future works :cathappy:
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@Seigus-san: Please don't feel pressured and please just treat me as another reader :nervous
Yeah I'll try working on that one... :banghead: and thank you for voting :bow: I'm sure everyone here already guessed your bet :thumbup
@imteedee:(sino ka nga pala? akala ko ikaw si pikachu, seems not...PM me NOW! or wherever :) I'm on)
Emergehd... seriously tawa ako ng tawa nung nabasa ko yung comment mo :rofl: anywho I'm not pickachu but rather charmander :yep:
HUMANS DON'T DRINK STERILE WATER for God's sake XD TAP maybe....but I still don't drink that either! got MINERAL?! :lol: and what the heck is this poll? CLOSE IT! it's useless I only want MaYuki! win or lose :nervous
Well to tell you the truth according to Doc Watanabe 8) STERILE WATER or STERILIZED WATER can be also given to humans but I think it's the time when were still an infant (probably up to 12 months)... correct me if I'm wrong but if you could remember some mothers used to sterilized their infants bottle for formula feeding and somehow even used it as a form of mixture because as we all know infants are more suscepitble in infection especially in waterborne disease... it just so happens we only known the use of it for medicine dilution in giving I.V.... but all in all it's still safe (oh tama na ba yan pra sa clue mo :nervous) and I know you want more MaYuki :thumbup ... I only did the poll thing for survey purposes hehehehe... and to be fair to other readers... I guess, so let's all have fun :P
VOTING IS NOW CLOSED FOR THIS WEEK 8) WILL POST THE STORY.... LITTLE LATER :cow:
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A/N: Since MaYuki got the highest vote for this week… I decided to make it a little longer and will have a fast update before the next voting is up. And the idea came up from a visual novel I played long time ago… Enjoy MaYuki Shippers :deco: Good Job Pickachu :k-great:
The Black Thieves
It was dark. I couldn’t see anything and the rest of my senses were overwhelmed. My ears were intensely aware of the sound of footsteps moving steadily toward us from the outside. Feeling as though I had been blinded in the sudden onslaught of darkness I held my breath and waited. The sole light coming from the laptop had been eliminated at the first sounds of someone approaching and now I could only feel her warm breath on my neck as her body pressed against mine. The weight of her on top of me forced my back down on the hard, severe floor of the van making my shoulder blades ache with a sharp pain. A muted whimper escaped my lips.
“Quiet.” Mayu ordered me in a low voice. I felt her lips descend to the base of my throat where she placed a light kiss before I felt a more intense pinching sensation. Even as a strong sense of déjà vu gripped me, I suppressed the urge to cry out with surprise as she dared to give me a hickey at a time like this.
WHOOSH! The side door to the van slid open in a flash and I let out a startled yelp. “Aack!”
“What the hell, guys?!” Jurina’s irritated voice filled the interior of the van and Mayu rolled off of me just as everyone began piling in.
“Can’t you save that stuff for later?” Rena complained.
Yuko laughed. “Maybe going on missions turns her on. Right, Shiriri-chan?”
Mayu shot her an icy glare. She had long since righted herself and opened the lid to her laptop, tapping away as though nothing out of the ordinary had just happened, whereas I was scurrying clumsily into a sitting position trying to fix my hair and pull the neckline of my shirt up to cover the mark I’d just been given.
“Shut up,” Mayu said coldly. “We thought you were cops.”
“That’s a good one!” Yuko exclaimed, still amused by the situation. “You’re lucky this was only a scouting run. Bakamina would be pretty upset if she knew you two were fooling around on the job.”
I didn’t say anything, but blushed madly at Yuko’s teasing. Mayu had in fact told me she thought the approaching footsteps might be cops, but now I was starting to get the impression she knew it was the girls all along. Stealing a glance at her, I thought I saw a faint smirk of satisfaction on her lips.
When we arrived back to the hideout, Takamina-san was reclining at a table reading a fortune-telling book as she awaited our return. “Hey! Welcome back! How’d it go, everyone?”
Jurina was quick to respond. “It was a cinch, of course.”
“There are four security cameras on the outside; one on each corner of the building,” Rena began reporting. “The interior is protected by simple motion detectors. Nothing Mayu-chan can’t handle. Right?”
“No problem,” she agreed.
Jurina smiled. “See, Takamina-san, this’ll be our easiest job yet. Piece of cake!”
Mmm…I thought to myself. “Strawberry short cake,” Mayu and I both muttered absentmindedly under our breath at the very same time. It was hard to tell if anyone else heard us, but it hardly mattered if they did. We’d been having the same cravings at the same time for so long now that no one batted an eye when we jinxed each other anymore. Still, that little quirk of ours never failed to tickle me with amusement. I smiled to myself as I knew what Mayu and I would be having for a midnight snack tonight.
“Hey!” Yuko suddenly exclaimed. “Does anyone know what tomorrow is?”
We all stopped to look up at her. “Monday?” Rena offered.
“No. Well…yes, but that’s not what I mean. Tomorrow marks one year since we stole the first painting by Japan’s Leonardo DaVinci!”
This realization slowly began to sink in with everyone and then another thought seemed to dawn on them. “That means that it’s been one year since we met…”
Oh, no…here it comes. They all turned to look at me and I knew what Takamina-san was going to say.
“We should celebrate!” I rolled my eyes in un-surprised at Takamina-san’s happy shout, but I knew it was no use trying to stop her from bringing out trays of snacks and endless pitchers of alcohol.
One year already? Time had really flown. I could hardly believe that we’d been at this for a whole year. As it turned out, Gramps had actually left twelve works of art in total. In addition to the dolphin painting that led to the clues about the cell group X project, we had recovered ten of his other works. There was still one piece left and we were hot on its trail.
The girls all filled their glasses and began guzzling the beer and sake like there was no tomorrow, but I sat quietly in my seat mulling over this sudden realization Yuko had brought to light. If tomorrow marked one year since the day we recovered Gramps’s first painting then that also means…
“Whoa! Wait a minute!” Rena spoke out above the din, interrupting my train of thought. Her cheeks were already slightly flushed from the alcohol and she looked square at me and Mayu as she wondered, “Doesn’t that mean your anniversary is coming up?”
Catching on to what Rena was alluding to, Takamina-san asked the first thing that sprang to her mind. “So are you two going to do anything special to celebrate?”
Mayu automatically scrunched up her nose at someone else making suggestions in front of everyone that she would typically deem as ‘lovey-dovey,’ but I found myself extremely curious to know her answer to that question. The redness started seeping into her cheeks and the tips of her ears as she gave a derisive snort, but before she could truly respond to Takamina-san, Yuko interjected. “That’s amazing! I can’t believe she’s actually stayed with her that long.”
“Hey!” cried Mayu in sudden protest, her attention being easily diverted from the previous question. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
Yuko then reached over and grabbed my hand, pulling me up out of my seat and drawing me near her. With a mocking gleam in her eyes, she looked down at me as she still spoke to everyone in the room, saying suggestively, “Hmmm… maybe I should show her a good time then.”
I was suddenly jerked away from Yuko as someone else pulled my other arm. “If you’re talking about a good time, Yuko-san,” said Jurina, as she stroked my hair, “that’s my area of expertise.”
“Cut it out,” I heard Mayu snap at them irritably, but it didn’t stop Rena from joining in their fun.
Laughing, she said, “If she were with me I’d make sure it was a night to remember for sure.”
“Aren’t you going to tell them to stop, Takamina-san?” I pleaded.
Takamina-san was laughing heartily along with the rest of them though. “Ah, this is way more fun rather than reading manga…”
You too, Takamina-san? -.-
“Whatever I’m leaving let’s go, Yuki” Mayu quipped.
She finally grabbed my upper arm and yanked me back to her side as she glared at all the laughing Thieves around us. She locked her arm around my waist, holding me protectively to her. She didn’t typically show her affection or possession in front of the others and I started to blush as I felt myself being pressed against her.
“Come on,” She said, still holding on to me tightly.
As we started to move away from the group I could hear Jurina calling after us, “Hey, where are you two going? We weren’t being serious.”
“They’re probably going to go make out somewhere,” Rena said.
“No, we’re not,” insisted Mayu with a harsh tone. “I’m going to get the program ready to override the security system tomorrow night and I don’t trust leaving her alone with a pack of idiots like you.”
“We’re not idiots!” Jurina called after us. “We’re the black thieves!”
Their teasing laughter followed us down the stairs until we reached the darkened basement of the bar. Instead of being used for typical storage, the basement was furnished with all kinds of computers, high tech equipment, and other media. So of course when Mayu had said we were going down there so she could work on overwriting the security, I had no reason to think otherwise.
Though when we got down there and Mayu closed the door, I was met with surprise when she suddenly pushed me up against the wall, planting her palms on either side of me. The lighting was sparse, but I could still see the shadow of a mischievous grin on her face as she leered at me.
“M-Mayu, what are you doing?” I asked slightly worried since the girls were just upstairs.
In response to my question, she pressed her body against mine, pinning my hips to the wall with her. “What’s up with them,” she scoffed lightly. “They’d better learn to keep their mitts off of you or else there’s gonna be hell to pay.”
“Mayu…”
“I’m the only one who’s allowed to touch you,” she breathed near my ear. At the same time her one hand left the wall and began travelling over my clothing as she planted heated kisses along my neck and jawline.
“Mayu,” I said again, with a little more force. My heart was pounding in my ears.
Her amorous assault didn’t stop though. I felt her fingers gathering up from the hem of my shirt until they were tickling bare flesh. Her lips were drifting lower as her hand wandered higher and she mumbled in between kisses, “That’s it, keep saying my name. Just don’t let them hear you.”
“Mayu!” This time I placed my hands on her shoulders and pushed her off of me. She relinquished easily enough, taking a small step back, but continued to smile naughtily. I turned my face away and my fingers automatically flew to my burning cheeks. Thank goodness it was so dim; I must have been red as a stoplight. Whenever she looked at me like that she had an uncanny way of making me feel as though she was stripping me naked with her potent gaze.
Still unable to look at her, I cleared my throat. “This is so unlike you to want to do this with them just right upstairs.”
Mayu gave a slight shrug and started to wander over toward the main computer. “Relax. I wasn’t really going to do anything.”
Tell that to my racing pulse! I went over to where it looked like she really was going to start working just as she said. I guess she was only messing with me. In any case, I couldn’t stop thinking about Takamina-san’s question. I wanted to know the answer to that, too. Sometimes it was so hard to know what Mayu was thinking when it came to our relationship because she didn’t really verbalize her feelings very well.
What should I do?
TBC
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A/N: The idea came to me…When Aki-p had finally agreed about Yuko’s possible graduation…soon… I think :sweatdrop: and also dedicated these to my two good friends whose celebrating yesterday or is it the day before… er… I don’t know anymore -.-
Happy Seventh :lol:
Only for a Day
From: Oshima Yuko
Subject: We Did It!
Date: Sun, 11/03, 07:03
Good morning!
Seven months today, Nyannyan! When you look at it like that, it doesn’t seem too bad, right? We’re doing really well so far.
So how was everyone doing…? I hardly get any email from them lately. Except Bakamina, but only when it’s 5am and she’s a little loopy from writing all night. I don’t know what she’s talking about. I don’t even know if she knows what she’s doing either!
Hey, you’ve been counting the days too, right? Tell me it’s not just me.
Love,
Your Yuu-chan.
To: Oshima Yuko
Subject: Re: We Did It!
Date: Sun, 11/03, 07:16
There’s not too much news over here only Yukirin had a bit of an argument over Mayu falling asleep again one night after promising a good dinner date, and now Yukirin’s doing some kind of silent protest. Or, well, I think she is. It’s Yukirin, so it’s hard to tell.
If Takamina’s bothering you at 5am, I’ll tell her to stop. You need to get your rest! I’m sure you’re already working too hard as it is.
Well, I’d better get ready for work. I love waking up to your emails! It really encourages me to do my best every day.
It’s 11pm there, so I guess you’ll be going to bed soon, if you’re not asleep already. Good night!
Love,
Your Nyannyan
It wasn’t until after I just had pressed the send button that l realized my mistake. If Takamina was sending Yuko her messages at 5am Tokyo time, then Yuko would be getting them at 6, 7, 8… 9pm Paris time. It wouldn’t be a bother to her at all. Ugh…this is really annoying I just waste a precious text talking about something irrelevant, I thought. Letting it go I tried to shake it off out of my head and instead set myself to get dressed for work.
As the day passed in a blur, as it always did. My mood seems kind of improving, and the atmosphere during practice were as fun and stimulating as ever, but of course as always my mind is still fixed from the cell phone in my pocket, heavy and silent. I came to wish fervently that Yuko would have a sleepless night and email me to work through her insomnia. Then I would feel guilty, and chide myself for my selfish childishness, though I wouldn’t take back the wish.
From: Oshima Yuko
Subject: Whoa!
Date: Mon, 11/04, 07:22
One day I’ll take you to the Arc de Triomphe! It’s shameful, but today is the first time I saw it up close since I’ve been here. It was really cool! We shot some footage right underneath it. I don’t know if I gave it my best, since I was too busy staring!
So, hey, tell me about work. Did you know that French people like cheese so much too xD? Ha ha! But of course I’d rather eat your special homemade omurice every night! Because I know it’s only made just for me!
It’s really weird though, emailing each other when it’s so late for me and so early for you. I feel like we must be in such different worlds… Ha ha ha.
You’re busy, getting ready to go to work. And I’m just here in my room, with nothing to do.
I miss you, Nyannyan. Do you miss me?
Love,
Your Yuu-chan
To: Oshima Yuko
Subject: Re: Whoa!
Date: Mon, 11/04, 07:56
Sorry, Yuu-chan! I was in the shower. I thought I had my phone volume up really loud, but I must’ve forgotten to turn off the silent mode, I hope this isn’t going to wake you up.
I’m so jealous that you get to see all of these amazing things! One day you have to show me all of the sights, okay?
Work is going well, thank you! Takamina is a little harsh to me during practice again, but I know she only does that because she wants me to become a good senior. I’m just happy that she has faith in me.
Sleep well tonight, Yuu-chan. It’s good that we can say good morning and good night to each other.
Love,
Your Nyanyan
Running a little late this morning, I rushed off to work with that last email fresh in my mind.
I wished I could go and see Yuko, the way we casually talked about yet never actually discussed. But we both knew that there were too many barriers. I would have to get that time off work, which was difficult enough. And even if I did manage it, she wouldn’t be able to do the same. And then I would just be bothering her while she was supposed to be working.
Yuko always asked these little questions: Have you been counting the days? Do you miss me?
And I always ignored them, and replied as if they had never been said at all. Because how could I answer truthfully? Yes was too small and too weak a word to fully express the extent to which I missed her, the obsessive counting and re-counting of the days in any spare moment of my time. The truth was a much bigger, tangled, ugly thing, and something that I absolutely could not share. Yes was meaningless.
So I said nothing.
From: Oshima Yuko
Subject: Nyannyaaaaan!
Date: Mon, 11/04, 22:38
Surprised? Ha ha!
In a lunch meeting right now, though I’m starting to suspect that it was just an excuse to get drunk in the middle of the day! The French really know how to live, right? Ha ha ha!
Are you at home right now? Are you free? Would it be okay if I called you? I bet I can slip away for a few minutes. These people won’t even notice!
You know, you’ve been a little cold lately. Don’t you think? Why don’t you email back and tell me that you love me? Say, “Hello, my name is Kojima Haruna and Oshima Yuko is the most awesome girlfriend in the world.” Ha ha! Then I can show it to these people and make them all super jealous!
Wow, I am really tipsy.
It’s kinda
To: Oshima Yuko
Subject: Re: Nyannyaaaaan!
Date: Mon, 11/04, 22:47
Ha ha, Yuu-chan! I think you hit the send button too early.
Looks like meetings in France are way more fun than in Japan, huh? Be careful not to drink too much, though it might be too late to say that!
We’re working for another concert right now, so I can’t really talk on the phone. Not without an audience. Maybe some other time?
Everyone says hi, by the way!
Love,
Your Nyanyan
I sighed and put the phone down, turning my attention back in mixing my drink. That had really thrown me off, getting an unscheduled email from Yuko in the middle of the night when I was most desperately trying not to think of her.
Cold, she had called me. Maybe that was true. But then what was the alternative? An outpouring of pathetic emotion that would only make her felt guilty or annoyed or otherwise distracted from her job.
No, better to keep going forward as I had been. Keep everything inside, where it couldn’t hurt anyone.
Be positive, be there for her, and be strong. That was the mantra.
From: Oshima Yuko
Subject: Re: Re: Nyannyaaaaan!
Date: Mon, 11/04, 23:01
Seriously, so cold! -3- Right now I need you to be like Okinawa, and you’re being like Hokkaido! Oh well, I’ll forgive you, since you’re my cute wife Nyannyan.
I’d better get back to the “meeting” anyway.
You know, you don’t have to let Bakamina drag you into something you’re not! You’re already working so hard so that’s fine. I can’t help feeling a little worried about you. But I trust your judgments, Nyannyan. As long as you’re happy!
Loooooooove,
Your Yuu-chan
I didn’t even realize I had another email until I had left the bar for the night after practice and was walking towards the train station.
It was a fairly innocuous message, but, by the end of it, I felt something inside me - something strained and brittle…
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.
.
*SNAP*
To: Oshima Yuko
Subject: [no subject]
Date: Mon, 11/04, 23:48
You asked if I was counting the days…? The answer is NO! No, I don’t count the days. I count the minutes, I count the seconds, every FREAKING one of them, because I can’t help it, I can’t escape them.
Do I miss you? I can’t STAND thinking about you. Yet it’s all I can do. As long as I’m happy, you said? I’m NOT happy, Yuu-chan. I’m miserable, and angry, and alone. I hate talking to people, to anyone, because I only want to be talking to you.
But you think this is easy? Those seven months just flew by? Whatever world you’re living in, I want to live there! I want to be able to go about my life, just only for a day, and not think about you at all. I want to forget you. Only for a day. Just a day when I can breathe again. A day. That’s what I want. That’s all I want.
She hasn’t replied.
The next morning, I woke up with a feeling in my gut far more nauseating than any hangover. I hadn’t been drunk - I ’d only had a couple of drinks at the end of the night; I hadn’t said anything wrong - I had just reached my limit and lashed out at her for no reason.
To: Oshima Yuko
Subject: Hey..
Date: Tue, 11/05, 06:00
Good evening, Yuu-chan
Ugh. I’m up so early, even though it’s a Tuesday and it’s my Day Off! It’s nice to be able to relax sometimes, huh? Are you free today, too? Or I guess I mean tomorrow. You’re Tuesday. Maybe we could try that phone call?
I love you.
Your Nyannyan
To: Oshima Yuko
Subject: By The Way
Date: Tue, 11/05, 07:03
I’m sorry about last night. I must’ve had waaaay too much drink at the bar. I think I said some weird stuff, but you can’t trust what a drunken person says, right? Anyway, you should just ignore all of it.
Love
Your Nyannyan
To: Oshima Yuko
Subject: An Idea!
Date: Tue, 11/05, 10:36
Sorry, I know it’s really late over there. I just feel weird about last night still….
I had an idea how I can make it up to you, though. How about a Punishment Game? You can tell me what to do… anything - Anything - and I have to do it! Go ahead, Yuu-chan! Do your worst! Hee hee!
Love
Your Nyannyan
Seven unanswered emails later and I’m beginning to feel like a stalker.
When I tried calling Yuko on the pretense of being able to say good morning at her local time of 9am, I was met with nothing but a beeping tone and the message that her phone was currently unavailable; the fluttering nervousness in my stomach turned to a cold, quiet terror.
Dialing another number, I got through to her manager, who was out in Paris helping Yuko with some show negotiations right now.
"Good morning! It’s Haruna. Um, sorry to bother you, but… is Yuko working today, by any chance?"
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.
.
There was a long pause. “Yes, She is.”
"Can I speak to her?"
"…Hang on a minute, please."
It wasn’t just my imagination. Yuko’s manager sounded uncomfortable and maybe even a little worried.
After a while, he returned. “Are you still there?”
"Yes." I breathe caught in fear and anticipation.
"I’m sorry, but Oshima-chan is… unavailable at the moment."
Did he say she didn’t want to speak to me? …I wanted to ask.
"Oh, I see. Well, thank you anyway. Sorry again!" I said instead, and hurriedly hung up the phone.
I sat on the sofa, unmoving, for a long time. I felt numb. I felt… so angry at myself, for messing up everything I’d been working so hard to keep safe. I’d wanted to be Yuko’s support. I’d wanted to make sure she never had to worry about me, that she’d never have a chance to regret graduating and going to Paris. I didn’t want to do anything to push her off-course or make her come to resent me. I didn’t want to ruin her dream. And I didn’t want to ruin our relationship.
And I had the terrible feeling that last night I’d managed to do both.
Eventually, as the light shining in through the apartment windows faded, sensation began to bleed back into my world. I was hungry.
In an act that could only be labeled as pure self-indulgent pity, I made an omurice for dinner and placed it down on the table. I had only managed to take one joyless bite, when the doorbell rang.
I padded over to the door on bare feet and opened it.
.
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.
Yuko.
It was Yuko.
I tried to open my mouth as if to say something. Maybe something cute and wittily casual like…
“Hey. Can I come in?” Yuko said cutting my reverie.
Still confused of what’s happening I simply said nothing then pulled her closed inside as I slid my hands into her hair, pulling her close for a messy, graceless kiss. It was desperate, and unreal, and I was aware that she was making noises, little embarrassing noises of confusion and relief and want.
We fell to the floor together, my underneath. But Yuko soon pulled me up so I was atop her, straddling her thighs while she leaned back against the wall. We pulled at each other’s clothes, although we couldn’t manage to get fully naked before the need was too much, and we were abandoning everything right there in the hallway. Decency, logic, words - all rendered pointless in the face of this all-consuming passion.
Afterwards, we remained like that, me sitting on top of her, my arms tight around her neck, her face buried in my shoulder. Our breaths were ragged, our limbs trembled.
"Nyannyan," Yuko said, and it broke the spell. "That was… really HOT!"
We laughed, both shocked and increasingly embarrassed by our own actions. Pulling away and straightening our clothes until we looked semi-decent, we migrated naturally to the living room where we both stood, staring at each other, unsure what to say first.
Yuko’s eyes flicked over to the long-forgotten dinner on the table.
"Did my manager give it away?" She said, there was an edge of annoyance in her voice.
It took me for a moment to work it out, but suddenly the events of the day - the distressing silence from Yuko and the nervous avoidance of her manager - began to take on a much less awful meaning than before.
"Oh! No, actually, that omurice was… for me." Well, that was an embarrassing admission. “I had no idea…”
A slightly pained look came over Yuko’s face, and she took a step closer. “I’m sorry. You must’ve thought I was ignoring you or something.”
Or something. I choked on the words before they could make it out of my throat.
"I booked a flight half an hour after your email, you know." Yuko said, scratching the back of her neck. "But it got cancelled, so I had to fight a hundred other passengers to get on another one. And then that one was delayed. And then there was all this trouble at the Narita Airport train station. And my phone battery died, so I couldn’t even… ugh. My plan was to arrive waaaay earlier, before you drove yourself too crazy with worry. Sorry.”
"I- I wouldn’t say I drove myself crazy,” I replied, hedging. “…How long?”
Yuko paused for a moment, wincing. “I got my manager to agree for three days. But now I’ve wasted so much time… I have to catch a flight back tomorrow night.”
Only for a Day.
"I’m so sorry." Yuko then came in close, wrapping her arms around my waist. "I know it’s not much."
Only for a Day.
Yuko peered into my eyes, guilt plain on her face. “I’m really sorry.”
I smiled.
"I get a whole day?" My eyes were bright, and not just with tears.
"Uh, yeah." Yuko began to smile, too. "A whole day, just for us."
Suddenly I pitched away, my mind buzzing and unable to focus. “We- we should tell the others.”
When I reached for the phone, Yuko suddenly grabbed my hand and pulled me into a tight hug. “Don’t you Dare!”
"B-but, they’ll want to see you…" I said.
"It won’t hurt them if they didn’t know I’m here, right?" Yuko grinned, leaning in for a firm hard kiss. "I mean, I came to see you. I was kind of hoping… if I could monopolize you for the next twenty-four hours. But I guess… I guess that makes me a really selfish, huh?”
"…Maybe." I smiled, pressing a kiss onto her jaw. "But I must be just as selfish, because that’s what I want too."
"Well, then." Yuko returned the kiss, just beneath my ear. "Let’s get started."
Then the kisses were numerous, uncountable, like drops of water passing over cracked and long-dry lips.
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Just over twenty-four hours later, there was a very familiar scene in the departure area of Narita Airport. I and Yuko clung to each other as we said our goodbyes.
"Listen, don’t keep it all inside, okay? I know it’s hard for you, because it’s so hard for me too. So tell me if you feel lonely. Tell me if you’re angry, or upset, or hurting.”
I nodded, though I wasn’t sure I could promise to do that. But I did feel strong - truly strong, this time. Like seeing Yuko had given her back something that I had lost in these past seven months.
When I thought about the remaining time that we would have to be separated, it no longer felt like a lie to say that I knew we could make it.
Because she had come all this way for me. She had felt my pain from thousands of miles away and came to soothe it. If she could do that, then I could wait just a little longer.
And as Yuko started walking away, I watched her with tears in my eyes and a real smile on my face.
Then suddenly she stopped, and I saw her fumble her cell phone out of her pocket then start typing.
My own phone pinged.
From: Oshima Yuko
Subject: [no subject]
Date: Wed, 11/06, 19:14
I love you.
To: Oshima Yuko
Subject: Re: [no subject]
Date: Wed, 11/06, 19:15
I know.
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so I asked the Pediatric Department about this concern, thankfully Nurse Kashiwagi is on-duty... STERILE WATER is diffrent from sterilized water :nervous I hope this settles it.
Charmander >.<
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seryoso sa buhay nga naman nung nasa taas ko :lol:
As I believe this comment refers to me, I feel compelled to make some sort of response.
imteedee, I'm like this because I was inspired by the Majisuka Gakuen way of life :V
/ends conversation so as not to go off-topic
Back on topic... Oh yes! We've got ourselves another MaYuki story! XD
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The Black Thieves
*Part 2*
What should I do?
I watched her typing furiously on the keyboard; windows popped up and disappeared in sequential fashion on the screen. Watching her work was nothing new to me, but I still didn’t fully understand what exactly she was doing or how she worked so quickly.
When I couldn’t stand the suspense any longer, I finally said, tentatively, “Hey, Mayuyu?”
There was a pause before she responded, fingers still typing away, probably as she was so deeply concentrating on what she was doing. “What?”
“About what Takamina-san asked you earlier…what were you going to say?”
“Hell if I know.” Her speed on the keyboard decreased a bit.
Ignoring her insolence, I said, “I know we haven’t talked about it much, but wouldn’t you like to do something to celebrate? A year is pretty significant.”
I watched her profile and she frowned. Lifting her fingers from the keyboard for a moment, she said flippantly, “I’ll take you out for ice cream.”
She resumed tapping away again. “That’s it?”
Finally turning to face me, she grinned teasingly and said, “Yeah. I’d take you out to dinner first, but I don’t think my pocketbook can handle your appetite.”
“Mayu, that’s mean!”
She suppressed a chuckle at her own wit and turned back to the computer. I got the feeling that she was purposefully trying to avoid making plans with me for our anniversary. I was more hurt by that than I was by her teasing remark about how much I eat. Just as I was about to prod her to discuss this with me some more, Jurina called down the basement steps.
“Hey guys! You better get back up here.”
I could hear Yuko’s voice faintly in the distance. “Make sure you put your clothes back on first!”
“What the hell do they want now?” Mayu huffed grouchily. She grabbed my hand and began pulling me toward the stairs. “Come on. Better see what they want before they send Jurina down to get us.”
Upstairs we were met with four somber faces all looking expectantly at us. A different atmosphere had taken over the prior carousing and celebrating just moments before. Even Mayu’s irritation seemed to vanish upon seeing their serious expressions.
“What’s going on?” I asked.
Rena held up a scrap of parchment paper. “This was slipped under the door for us just now.”
Yuko frowned. “We were too busy drinking so we didn’t notice when exactly it was delivered.”
“What’s it say?” demanded Mayu, cranky after having been called back upstairs in the middle of her work.
Rena handed her the note. “A counter group claims they’ve learned the location of the final work of the Japanese Leonardo DaVinci. There’s another trigger that requires Yuki’ s fingerprints to unlock.”
“My fingerprints are needed again?!”
Mayu crumpled up the paper Rena had handed her. “It says if we don’t hand her over quietly they’re going to kidnap her and reveal our identities to the authorities!”
“Don’t worry, Shiriri-chan,” assured Yuko. “We’d never consider handing Yuki over to bad guys.”
I shot Yuko a cynical look. The fact that she actually had to spell it out like that made me think they had probably considered it, even if only for a moment. She caught my dark look and blanched before recovering to give me a light shrug.
“What are we going to do then?”
Calm and self-assured as always, Rena explained, “They’ve given us some time to consider. So I say we try to figure out where this location is and get the last treasure ourselves before they kidnap her.”
“Is this last piece really that valuable?” I asked, my curiosity bubbling to the surface.
Takamina-san looked at me. “They say it’s your gramps’s most precious masterpiece.”
“The most important thing he left behind,” added Jurina.
My mouth gaped slightly open in awe. “Even more important than any of his work?”
Rena nodded. “That’s why we can’t let anyone else get it before we do.”
“Or let anyone kidnap her,” Jurina reminded.
Mayu had been silent at my side the whole time as we took this information in. As the gravity of the situation was being revealed to us I felt her stiffen and tense where she stood beside me.
Turning to me with a fierce look in her eye, she said definitively, “You’re staying with me until we find this thing. Knowing you, you’d probably get yourself kidnapped on your way home tonight.”
“But I thought Rena said they were giving us some time before—.”
It was no use. Mayu was already dragging me forcibly toward the door. So I turned back and simply waved good-bye to the guys before we left the hideout.
It wasn’t completely inconvenient spending the night at Mayu’s house. Over the course of the past year she’d slowly allowed me to leave a few essentials here and there for those rare occasions that I did stay overnight. It didn’t happen very often, usually because she was working all through the night or because she would just crash at my place since I was the one who had to get up for work in the mornings.
Staying at her place out of necessity was a strange feeling though. It made me nervous and uncomfortable, like I was being held there against my will. Which, technically I was. Even when the Black Thieves first kidnapped me and I was made to be babysat by Mayuyu, I was at least allowed to return to my own apartment at night.
The atmosphere was a little stressed and the silence only made it worse. “Do you really think someone’s going to kidnap me?” I asked tentatively, just to break the quiet.
For the first time since Rena told us about the note, Mayu looked at me gently. “Are you scared?”
“Pfft! No!” I sputtered.
With a teasing half smile, she came over and took me in her arms. “Stupid. Don’t lie to me. Your emotions are written all over your face.”
I turned away, blushing twice as much at her accusation in addition to the feel of her arms surrounding me so securely. I leaned into her chest slightly. “When will I stop causing problems for the Black Thieves?” I sighed miserably.
“Probably never,” she said matter of fact. “But look at the bright side.”
I gazed back up at her questioningly, waiting for her to enlighten me as to the positive of this situation. Then she smirked devilishly and blushed slightly as she said, “You have no choice but to spend the night with me tonight.”
“Ma—Mn.”
Sealing my mouth with her, she nimbly steered us toward the bedroom. Letting her guide me as I walked backward with her lips still locked with mine, I realized just how well I knew this house on my own. It was comforting being here with her when all of this was so familiar. Maybe everything would be all right. They were the Black Thieves after all. I would just have to trust them like always.
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The next morning, Mayu made sure to walk me all the way to museum. She insisted it was for my own safety, but I highly doubted anyone would try to kidnap me in the middle of the morning commute. ‘See ya,’ was all she had said with her hands thrust deep in her pockets before she simply turned and left. Sometimes I wished she could express herself better, but after being with her for so long it didn’t faze me near as much as it used to. I went inside and threw myself into my work, keeping busy in order to keep my mind off of recent events.
I was in the storage room cataloging a few pieces that had just arrived when a sudden firm voice caused me to jump in surprise.
“Ma’am, are you authorized to be back here?”
Spinning around, the first things that filled my vision were the lapels and nameplate of a security guard uniform. Then I saw a pair of familiar smiling eyes. “Yu-Yuko! You scared me!” I stuttered, throwing a shaking hand to my chest in an effort to hold my heart in place. “And yes, I am authorized to be here, but you are not.”
Yuko laughed gleefully. “I am today! See?” she said, gesturing to her uniform.
“Did Mayu tell you to watch me at work?” I asked suspiciously. Honestly, wasn’t this going a little overboard?
“Nope. Bakamina did.”
“Oh.” I felt my minor irritation vanish and get replaced by disappointment. Maybe she wasn’t all that worried about me after all. I kind of wished she was. Masking my sadness, I smiled at her. “Well, just try to stay out of my way, okay? I can’t afford to get fired for goofing off with you.”
“No problem-o! You won’t even know I’m here,” she promised me with a grin.
Then she sauntered out of the storage area leaving me to my work. It wasn’t until the end of the work day when she mysteriously resurfaced to tell me it was time to meet at the bar for the mission.
When we arrived at the hideout, everyone else was already there waiting. Yuko led me into the bar with her hand at my back and I caught Mayu scowling at us, but she didn’t say anything. I went over to her and…
TBC
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OMG! That KojiYuu is so good! :cry: :cry: :cry: My :heart: gahd... I love it!!!!! As expected from you, charmander! you're really good! I am so glad that you are back on track! :deco:
ps. gonna add more comment later. nagnakaw lang ako ng oras ngayon :nervous
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kojiyuu is so good :thumbsup
i really really love your fic. thank for kojiyuu :bow:
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the kojiyuu was so great ugyeah!! more!!! :( :love: :hip smile: :bow:
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I'm glad that it's a MaYuki again, but I really wanted to read a YukiRena from you...
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The Black Thieves is so good!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! XD XD
Mayuki is so cute in there!!!
Thank you for updating it!!
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OF COURSE!
all hail KojiYuu! :bow:
so they're into LDR thingy, Yuuchan in Paris Nyaro still in AKB but I'm glad Taka didn't graduate yet.
the last message nyan nyan just replied I know!
I wanna know the part what did they do in their one whole day together.
HNNGG I'm imagining because I know this otp is smexy
Haruhi must read this :3
Keep the updates and your friends were lucky :heart:
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What is next?!
I want to know please. :bow: :bow: :bow: :bow: :bow: :bow: :bow: :bow:
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I love Mayuki story so much
So much romance setting :drool:
I want to know what happen next about
Mayuki
Please update!! :bow: :bow:
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First of all, i would like to thank you for writing "black thieves" since it's mayuki :wub:
I like this kind of genre so it really caught my attention. The story is nice and well-written. Hoping for your next update. Now back to being a lurker ^_^ .
P.s sabi ko di ko magaling magbigay ng comment hahaha but i tried so update na.
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Got only two things to say...
1. Moooooooooooore updates!!!!!!!
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2. Creamcracker-san's alive!!! Update too please!
Thats all! :lol:
Ja ne~
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Thanks for the wait everyone :cow: here's the next part... of MaYuki (The Black Thieves) enjoy :thumbsup
The Black Thieves
*Part 3*
Yuko led me into the bar with her hand at my back and I caught Mayu scowling at us, but she didn’t say anything. I went over to her and…
…and just to be a pest… I kissed her on the cheek before sitting down. Honestly, if she was going to get in such a bad mood over something as stupid as me showing up with Yuko then she should learn to take some PDA from me. Either that or I was just going to have to use my affection to punish her for being such a dumbass about it.
“Hey!” she exclaimed irritably as she wiped her cheek on her sleeve. “Don’t slobber all over me like some mangy Dog!”
I chose not to respond, but merely folded my arms over my chest and rolled my eyes exaggeratedly not caring that we were making a scene in front of everyone.
“Oh Baby, don’t listen to her. You can slobber on me any time you like,” Yuko smirked with a wink.
I shot her a sharp look. After all, it was essentially her fault that Mayu was in a bad mood. Or was it? Maybe Mayu was just going overboard as usual. In any case, Yuko and I were friends, nothing more and Mayu should understand that by now. Though, it didn’t help that the girls still liked to flirt with me for the sole purpose of pushing her buttons.
“Then get your own pet, Oshiriko-san,” Mayu snapped back at her.
Pet? I was used to her callous teasing, but pet? For some reason that struck a nerve with me. Maybe it was because she hadn’t seemed all that thrilled to celebrate our one year anniversary with me, but her comment was enough to make me start doubting my importance to her. It was like the tipping point on a scale.
Did she really just think of me as some pet that tagged along with her on missions?
Come to think of it, perhaps I was more like a pet than I thought. I was usually the one in our relationship waiting patiently for her to toss me a few crumbs of affection here and there, and when she did, I happily lapped it all up practically begging for more.
I crossed my legs and sulked as these thoughts darkened my mood further. Rena started speaking, going over the plan for executing this mission, but I wasn’t listening. I was suddenly too distracted by my own thoughts and emotions.
Later, during the mission, I found myself in the darkened van alone with Mayu as usual. Only this time, there was a bitter atmosphere that swirled about the van’s interior with us. I watched her profile, but it didn’t seem that she noticed the tension.
She was watching the split screens on her laptop as the guys moved through the building. Rena’s voice came through, breaking the silence. “Mayu, disable the alarm on the east entrance.”
“Roger.” Mayu’s fingers worked swiftly over the keypad.
A small sighed escaped my lips before I realized it was me who’d made the sound. Once she finished disabling the alarm for Rena, she only half turned to me before asking, “What’s with you tonight?”
“What’s with me?” I repeated defiantly. “What’s with you?”
At this she turned away from the computer screen to look at me with a heavily creased brow, her mouth turned down in frustration.
“What?” she demanded.
Well, this was a productive conversation. -.-
I sighed exasperatedly this time. “I don’t know what you want anymore.” I practically threw the words at her, exhausted with her unreadable, unmanageable behavior in our relationship.
She only stared back at me, her forehead still drawn down with irritation to match my own. Impossible. That’s what she was. It appeared I was going to have to explain myself in depth.
“You don’t like it when the girls pay me any attention or even friendly affection. And yet, you won’t step up and give me the attention I need from you. Hasn’t it ever occurred to you that maybe I have needs?”
Mayu stared back at me for a moment, the look on her face unchanging like a statue. Then her expression broke as she started to turn back to her laptop. “Tch. …Are you on your period or something?”
My annoyance flashed over to astonishment at her accusation, but in a split second, the anger came flooding back with double force. How annoying! Hell no, I wasn’t on my period! She should know—especially after last night. Ooh, her smart mouth made my blood boil.
“That’s it,” I declared, yanking the earpiece from my ear and tossing it on the floor. “I’m out of here.”
With that I flung open the back door of the van and stormed out. I could hear Mayu curse and call after for me to stop, but I didn’t even spare her a glance. I walked away at a deliberate pace, knowing that she couldn’t leave her post to come and try to stop me.
I had just turned the corner at the end of the block when I felt someone approach me from behind. I spun around just as they were about to touch my arm and I opened my mouth to scream. A black gloved hand swiftly covered my mouth and nose.
“Uhko?” I mumbled with surprise into the leather glove.
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“Hey Cutie,” Yuko greeted with a cheerful smile.
I smacked her hand away; my annoyance returning. “What are you doing here?”
She looked hurt by my tone and reaction. “Hey, what gives?”
My mouth twisted with reluctance. I suppose I shouldn’t blame it all on her. After all, Yuko was just being Yuko back at the bar. She was only being nice to me.
“Sorry, Yuko,” I sighed. “I just…”
I paused. I wasn’t sure if I should say what I was really feeling or just keep it to myself. Then again, it wasn’t like everyone else didn’t just hear through their receivers the conversation Mayu and I just had in the van. My cheeks started to flush red with embarrassment as I recalled the last thing Mayu said to me.
Oh, gosh. They all heard.
“I just don’t feel like being stuck in the van right now,” I fibbed.
Yuko gave me a sidelong glance with a half smirk. She knew I was lying, but she didn’t say that she knew. She only put her arm around my shoulders and said, “Come on. I’m supposed to walk you home so you don’t get kidnapped. Remember?”
“Pfft. I have a hard time believing Mayu asked you to come walk me home,” I commented, recalling her bitter expression upon seeing Yuko walking into the bar with her arm around me then.
I felt her chuckle in my closeness to her and she said, “Nope. She actually asked Jurina to do it, but Rena couldn’t spare her. So Bakamina sent me.”
We walked in silence for most of the way before Yuko spoke up again. “Shiriri-chan’s been pretty moody, hasn’t she?”
“Well she’s always moody ,” I responded, rolling my eyes.
“No, that’s not what I meant. I mean that she’s seemed particularly touchy since she got that call from her company this morning saying that she had to go to New York.”
“What?” I was shocked. This was the first I was hearing of this.
“You didn’t know?”
I gave her a pointed glare. “No, I didn’t know. And how do you know? I thought you were at the museum all day with me.”
Yuko dropped her arm from my shoulders and looked at me confused. “She stopped by the museum late this morning and told me. I thought she was coming to tell you then, too.”
I felt strange. I wasn’t even sure what emotion I was feeling. Betrayal? Insecurity? Resentment? Some head-spinning cocktail of all three? Why would Mayu come all the way down to the museum to tell Yuko and not me? Was that why she was in an especially prickly mood this evening? I just didn’t understand why she wouldn’t tell me.
Back at my apartment, Yuko had fallen asleep on my shoulder after we sat talking on the couch. She told me she wasn’t allowed to leave because of the threat about kidnapping me and then proceeded to fall asleep. I sat there wide awake, fretting in my thoughts, feeling restless and exhausted all at once.
It was late when the door to my apartment opened and I heard a familiar, laidback gait coming down the short hallway. Mayu appeared in my little living room with her signature, irritated expression. Without a word, she strode over to where we were situated on the couch and kicked Yuko’s leg none too gently.
“Come on, get up,” she snapped. “Time for you to go home.”
Yuko slowly opened her eyes and gave a tired yawn. “Hey, Shiriri-chan,” she said sleepily, squinting up at her. “How’d it go?”
“How do you think it went? Same as always.”
Geez, she did seem grouchier than usual. Maybe Yuko was right about the call to go to New York making her grumpy. I waited for Yuko to leave before I decided to say anything. I wanted to know what was going on, but I wasn’t sure she would appreciate me bringing up the phone call this late.
She looked exhausted, as usual, but I had to say something to break this awkward silence between us.
As I watched Mayu toe out of her shoes and cast her socks aside before pulling her shirt over her head. The harshness in her expression had faded, but only slightly and I couldn’t tell if it was because Yuko had finally left or simply because she was too exhausted to stay so cranky.
As tempting as she was standing in my living room with only her bra and bare-footed in her jeans, I couldn’t deny that I was still irked myself. It was difficult, but I managed to control my voice enough to make it not sound like I was trying to pick a fight when I asked, “When were you going to tell me that you had to go to New York?”
I was honestly hurt that she hadn’t told me yet, even after she had apparently told Yuko. It was as though I was seeing where I fit on her totem pole of importance.
She had been about to head down the hall, probably to take a bath, when she turned around to look at me questionably. It didn’t take much deductive reasoning to figure out how I found out about the trip because she immediately shot back with, “Did Yuko-san tell you?”
I nodded. No point in lying about it, especially when I just wanted her to be honest with me. A frown twisted her features and she became visibly exasperated again. “That old- perv…” she groused under her breath.
“What’s the big deal anyway? Are you keeping it a secret from me for some reason in particular? I thought I was someone important to you, but lately it feels like I’m just some pet that hangs around at your house or that you come to visit over here every now and then.”
“That’s not true,” she grumbled, starting blush standing there in front of me half undressed.
“Then what is it?”
“Can I go take a bath?”
“Mayu!”
She smirked, giving me a challenging look. “Come take a bath with me, and then maybe I’ll talk.”
My eyes widened in shock as my lips parted with surprise. Her smirk deepened as I’d probably just given her the very reaction she had expected from me. Determined not to let her off the hook so easy, I set my mind and glared at her obstinately.
I grabbed the hem of my shirt and began pulling it over my head. The fabric muffled my voice, taking some of the tenacity out of my response. “Fine! If that’s the way you want to play…”
My hands moved to undo the button at the top of my jeans. They were shaking a little with a combination of nervousness and determination as my fingers worked to draw my zipper down. I continued to glower at her even as she stared at me.
I flushed red when I went to plant my hands stubbornly on my hips and they were met with my exposed flesh. I glared at her through my embarrassment, fighting the urge to cover up or run away. Her face was bright red and bewilderment amplified in her eyes.
Is this what it had come down to? Threatening and challenging each other standing in the living room half naked?
At the exact same time, our resolve cracked and we both started laughing at our own absurdity. I was laughing so hard that tears began to obscure my vision and it wasn’t until I felt her rough hands sliding around my waist that I’d realized she’d closed the distance between us.
“W-what are you doing?” I asked startled, suddenly taking a step back; the laughter and comical tears vanishing in an instant.
At first she frowned, but then reached for me again locking her hand around my wrist so that I couldn’t get away. A mischievous smirk reappeared on her face. “I thought you wanted to talk, so let’s go talk.”
Mayu suddenly grabbed me and pushed me hard down the hall towards the bathroom, I then shrieked with embarrassment. “Eek! Mayu, stop this right now! I wasn’t serious!”
“Too late,” was all she said before closing the bathroom door behind us. She set me on my feet, but kept hold of my wrists with one hand anticipating my attempt to flee while the other began turning the knobs for the water.
Letting the water fill the tub, she turned back to me and pulled me against her. Then she claimed my mouth with her, kissing me deeply. The sound of rushing water was starting to diminish, alerting us that the tub was getting full, but she didn’t pull away. Instead, she thrust her tongue in my mouth, desperately searching for a way to consume me.
“Mm…Mayu,” I beseeched her, not wishing for my bathroom to get flooded.
Reluctantly, she pulled away, but only to stop the flow of water. Then she returned to me, picking me up into the tub with her, clothes and all. It was so brash and bold…so unlike her. I liked it when she surprised me.
“D-does this mean we can talk?”
She just stared back at me, my question seeming to bring her back to reality. Mayu stood up suddenly, her jeans hanging heavily off of her hips with all the water they’d absorbed. We looked at each other in our soaking wet, clinging clothes and immediately started laugh at the same time.
Eventually, our ridiculous laughter ceased as the water calmed our tensed nerves. Peeling off the rest of our clothes, we settled into the tub together, taking turns washing each other.
“Mayu?” I asked, rinsing the soap suds down the expanse of her back. “Why didn’t you tell me about New York when you told everyone else?”
Her back slowly expanded and contracted under my hands as she took a deep breath. “Because I leave next Wednesday.”
My hand holding the washcloth over her back stilled. That was the day before our anniversary. I felt crestfallen.
As I ceased to wash her, Mayu slowly turned around and a frown darkened her features. “And I didn’t want to make you look like that,” she added.
I just stared at her, feeling the disappointment pulling down my own expression. I tried not to look so pathetic, but I couldn’t help it. She wasn’t going to be here for our anniversary. Even if she was only going to take me out for ice cream it still would have been special because it was with her.
“Stop looking like that,” she ordered. “Geez! I was still trying to think of a way to tell you so this wouldn’t happen.”
“It was going to happen no matter what,” I told her. “I’m really sad that I’m not going to be with you on our anniversary.”
She stood up and got out of the tub, wrapping a towel around her. Then she grabbed a towel for me and gestured for me to stand up. I absently obeyed, turning my back to her as she draped the towel around me.
“The girls will still be here,” she mumbled quietly to herself.
“So you want me to celebrate our anniversary with one of them?”
“No!” She scowled at me with slight irritation. “I just mean that if Rena hasn’t found out where this last treasure of your gramps’s is then one of them is going to have to make sure you don’t get kidnapped.”
“Oh.” I followed her out of the bathroom and into the bedroom where we began to change for bed. “So who’s going to be staying with me?”
“I dunno. I don’t really care,” She said, trying to sound aloof about it. But I knew she probably hated the thought of any of the other girls staying the night at my place even if they stay in another room.
“Then should I ask…”
TBC
A/N: creamcracker: Finally YOU DID It!! XD kaya mo nman pala eh...ahahaha.... balik nlng tyo sa pigi2ng lurker ulet after nito
and I'll second kiruchi-san how about an update on you're fic as well :grin:
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The Black Thieves
*Part 4*
“Then should I ask…”
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“Yuko?” I suggested indifferently.
Mayu, however, did not seem to think my proposal was so casual. She turned sharply to face me. “Why Yuko-san?” she demanded frantically. “Has she tried anything with you? That goodfornot—!”
“Mayu! You know she hasn’t made a move on me,” I chastised her hotly. Honestly!
I crossed my arms over my chest and she seemed to get that I was becoming annoyed again. So she sighed and glanced away before coming back over to me. Pulling me close, I still remained rigid in her arms even as she whispered in my ear, “You’re right. I should trust those them. But even so, I trust you more.”
My stern look began to melt as her breath tickled my neck and my ear. To hear her concede so easily like that, my heart lightened with hope that she wasn’t always going to be a stubborn fool.
“Really?” I asked brightly.
“Sure,” she said, sounding perfectly natural as she headed over to the bed and lifted the covers. Settling herself in, she said, “I’ll let Jurina know she’ll be watching you while I’m gone.”
With that said she flicked of her light and lay down. I could sense her smug smirk filling up the room and I only sighed exasperatedly as I slipped under the covers beside her. There was no changing her and it seemed I was never going to win.
“Good night,” I said into the air, and I almost thought I felt the mattress jostle slightly as though she were chuckling wickedly to herself.
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The following Wednesday came and went all too soon. Rena had given Mayu and me a lift to the airport where I was able to see her off before her trip. I watched with a glum heart as she disappeared through security to her gate. Of course, she hadn’t let me kiss her good-bye in public and so I was left with only the lingering feel of an awkward half hug she gave my shoulders just before departing.
I had been standing there, trying to absorb every last tingle and sensation of Mayu’s parting touch when Rena suddenly disrupted my efforts by placing her own arm around my shoulders.
“Come on,” she said, giving me a little squeeze. “I’ll treat you to breakfast on the way to work.”
I knew she was only trying to make me feel better, but I was even further depressed now that the feel of Mayu had been exchange for her.
After Rena dropped me off at the museum, it was a little easier to move forward through the day by distracting myself with as many tedious tasks as possible. Then Thursday was also the same. I was even expecting things to be a little bit easier throwing myself into a routine without my girlfriend being in town, but the fact that my one year anniversary with Mayu was on Friday just ended up making it worse.
My less than enthusiastic expression at the hideout Thursday night seemed to make the girls a little apprehensive. Jurina and Yuko were glancing at me with concerned brows drawn over their faces even as Rena began detailing out the plans for the mission that night. I sighed thinking how it just didn’t feel right without Mayu there.
I was suddenly roused from my contemplation by a light rap on the head. “Cheer up,” Rena ordered me. “It’s not like you’re never going to see her again.”
“Aw, Rena-chan, be nice,” said Yuko, putting her arm around me. “Her heart is thousands of miles away on another continent.”
“Don’t worry. I’ll make sure to keep you good and distracted tonight,” Jurina promised with a kind smile.
Yuko gasped. “Jurina, that sounds kinda dirty!”
I gave the girls a wry smile. “I know it’s not forever,” I said in response to Rena’s comment. But our anniversary was going to come and go before Mayu returned. Even if she was only going to buy me ice cream I had still been looking forward to it.
“All right,” said Rena. “Time to focus. Let’s get a move on.”
I started to leave with the three of them when Rena suddenly stopped and turned to me. “Where do you think you’re going?”
I glanced around, puzzled by her unexpected question. “I’m…coming with,” I said. I always went with them on missions.
“Oh, no you don’t. We can’t leave you in the van all alone.”
Oh, that was right. Mayu wouldn’t be there tonight.
“Yeah, you’re staying here with Bakamina,” Yuko told me.
“Why? Why did I even have to come tonight if you were just going to leave me behind? Can’t I just go home?”
Jurina gave a light chuckle and ruffled my hair. “We still need to make sure you don’t get kidnapped. Takamina-san will babysit you until it’s my turn to take over.”
Oh, yeah. There was that, too. Why did I keep forgetting about this whole kidnapping thing?
“We’ll have fun. I can read your fortune for you while we wait for them to get back.” Takamina-san smiled enthusiastically and I groaned internally.
A short while after the girls left, Takamina-san and I went down to the basement to keep an eye on their progress. We heard them over the radio before the monitors came to life.
“Mayu-chan, are you there?” I heard Rena ask.
“…Yeah, I’m here.” I smiled instantly being able to hear Mayu’s voice on the radio. I guess she really was going to be a part of this mission…just remotely.
Glancing up, I caught Takamina-san staring at me with a warm smile on her face and I realized that I had started beaming brightly when I heard Mayu’s voice. I stayed silent even though I wanted to call out and say hello to her; I knew they had to concentrate.
Yuko’s voice was next. “Good to hear ya, Shiriri-chan. Wouldn’t be the same without you.”
“All right. Disable the security cameras and change the feed,” Rena instructed.
“Twenty seconds,” came Mayu’s reply. “…Done. Dummy feed on. We now have control.”
The monitors honed in and images began popping up on the screens in front of me and Takamina-san. We watched as Jurina and Rena moved through what looked very similar to the usual kind of location, but somehow different. It was a wide, clean space filled with rows and rows of glass cases. Only the buildings back-up security lights were on and so it was difficult to see exactly what was going on.
After a short while, we heard Jurina come over the radio again. “Target acquired. Package has been dropped.”
“We’ll be out in one minute. Mayu-chan, re-enable the security in two,” said Rena.
Nothing but smooth sailing it seemed for the Black thieves. As they were in transit to their next location I turned to Takamina-san and asked, “What exactly are we after this time? It’s not usual that we have two targets in one mission.”
Takamina-san cocked her head to the side and smiled as she reclined in her seat. “Oh? Weren’t you paying attention when Rena was detailing the mission?”
I frowned and shook my head. Truthfully, I had been daydreaming and feeling sorry for myself instead of paying attention. Perhaps it was a good thing that I was forced to stay behind at the bar tonight since I hadn’t been listening to instructions.
Takamina-san just laughed. “Want me to read your fortune while we wait?”
I shrugged. Saying no wouldn’t stop her anyway. “Sure, why not.”
Takamina-san suddenly turned serious as she began pulling out her cards. One by one she laid them out and then began to frown. “Hm…”
“What is it?” I asked, suddenly worried despite the lack of stock I usually put into things like fortunes and readings.
She looked up at me as though debating how to phrase it. Quirking a brow she said, “I don’t know how to tell you this, but it says that you’re going to find true love before the new moon.”
“Huh? But the new moon is tomorrow night,” I reasoned. “That’s just silly because I’m already with Mayu.”
She was silent for a moment as she contemplated this. Then she asked softly, “But is Mayu-chan your true love?”
My lips parted slightly, but I realized then that I was unsure of the answer myself. Takamina-san nodded fractionally as if she understood this and added, “Not to mention… she’s away in New York until next week.”
“What are you saying, Takamina-san?”
Gathering up her cards she merely shrugged. “I only read the cards. If you’re serious about Mayu-chan, I suggest you be careful about who you’re spending time with between tonight and tomorrow night. Love can strike at any moment.”
My eyes flitted back to the lifeless screens where I had just seen the images of all the Black thieves except for Mayu.
Be careful about who I spend time with for the next two nights?
But, I was supposed to be watched by Jurina while Mayu was away.
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I couldn’t help thinking about Takamina-san’s fortune, even though I knew they almost never came true. When they did come to fulfillment, though, it was usually because of a likely coincidence with really good timing. So when the girls came back from their second location and Jurina was making ready to leave, I only hesitated because something seemed out of the ordinary.
“Where’s the stuff?” I asked, seeing them stroll back into the museum empty-handed.
The three of them exchanged looks and Yuko finally smirked at me. Pointedly, she asked, “What stuff?”
Ugh. She was teasing me because she probably figured out I wasn’t listening during Rena’s recap of the mission and wanted me to admit it. Was it a painting they were after this time? Jewels? A sculpture? I felt the embarrassment rising in my cheeks and I shook my head.
“N-never mind,” I stammered. “Are you ready to go, Jurina? I’m tired and I want to go home.”
“Sure thing,” she said, throwing her arm casually around me shoulders. “See you guys later!”
Not only did she walk me out to the car with her arm around me, but she also made sure to open the car door as well. Before getting in, Takamina-san’s fortune still fresh on my mind, I stopped to squint suspiciously at her face in the darkened night. It was just a friendly gesture, right? Jurina was always doing stuff like that.
Pushing the thought to the back of my mind, I slid into the front seat and he closed the passenger door behind me. She came around and flashed me a grin before inserting the key into the ignition and pointing the car in the direction of my apartment.
We rode in silence most of the way as I looked out the window at the moon sailing across the night sky. It saddened me to know that Mayu was so far away that there was no possibility that she could be looking at the same moon right now. It would be closer to noon where she was. The sun would be shining down on her.
I sighed lamentably.
“Is everything okay?” Jurina asked, breaking the silence. “You’ve been more quiet than usual since we finished the mission. Usually, you’re all chatty and excited after.”
I glanced over at her, her profile intermittently hidden in shadows as we drove under the passing street lamps. “I’m fine.”
She seemed to accept this at first, but after a beat, she noted, “You weren’t paying attention when Rena-chan was detailing the mission, were you?”
“How does everyone know that?” I demanded.
Jurina chuckled. “You look so lost without Mayuyu around. Maybe she’s the one who keeps you in line all the time.”
I sank deeper into my seat at the mention of his name. It was true; I felt lost without Mayu. Tomorrow was our anniversary and my heart squeezed sourly at the thought. I glanced at the digital display on the dash and saw that it was past midnight. Our anniversary was actually today. I pondered picking up my phone and calling Mayu just to hear her voice, but thought better of it. It was the middle of the work day where she was and she was on a business trip. I shouldn’t interfere.
Attempting to distract myself, I tried picking up the conversation with Jurina. “All right, you got me. I wasn’t paying attention tonight,” I admitted, ruefully. “So what was it that you girls were after this time anyway? It’s very strange that you had to make two stops.”
There was something in the silhouette of Jurina’s faint smirk that seemed a little off to me. Though, all she said was, “You’ll find out soon enough.”
We arrived at my apartment and I was about to go in first when Jurina stopped me by placing her hand on my shoulder. I turned to look at her questioningly and saw a rather serious expression had smoothed her features. Her eyes were stern as she told me, “I should go in first. You know, to check it out…just in case.”
I only nodded, feeling a sudden sense of dread come over me. I hadn’t thought about anyone lying in wait for me at my home, ready to ambush me upon arrival. Jurina held me back as she slipped in through the front door. I listened intently, but heard nothing as she moved about my apartment soundlessly. It was rather impressive for her to move so stealthily. Then again, what kind of Black thieve would she be if she couldn’t move around undetected?
Breathless and straining to listen, I waited anxiously for a sign. Waiting for Jurina to call out to say everything was all right or for the normal sound of her footsteps returning, but I heard nothing besides the thump-thump of my own impatient heartbeat.
She had left the door cracked open, but the lights were all still off inside. All I could see was a sliver of darkness beyond the threshold. Unable to
contain my worry and curiosity any longer, I slowly reached out to press my hand against the door to push it open a little bit more. My fingers tips had only just touched the panel when suddenly it disappeared from my touch and a shadowy figure took its place to stand before me.
“Boo!”
“Kyaaaah!” I shouted, automatically jumping backward.
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Jurina’s laugh hit my ears before my brain registered that it was her who was standing in my doorway. My fright turned to minor annoyance as I shoved past her to get into my apartment.
“Very funny, Jurina,” I grumbled as I took my shoes off and began flipping on the lights here and there.
“You have got to see the look on your face,” she chuckled, holding her stomach.
“That’s totally something Yuko would do. I never expected it from you.”
“Aw, U mad?”
I pursed my lips and calmed my frantic pulse. Sighing, I admitted, “No, not really. I’m just tired and a little cranky that Mayu’s not here.”
She reached out and pulled me into a big bear hug. “Well, I can’t do anything about Mayuyu not being here, but if you’re tired we should get to bed.”
Releasing me, she grinned and asked, “Where do you want me?”
I couldn’t help but blush a little at the way Jurina asked me where I wanted her to sleep tonight if only because of Takamina-san’s fortune. “O-on the couch if you don’t mind.”
“Don’t mind at all,” she said easily, and I realized how silly I was being.
Stupid fortune telling! Nothing was going to happen between me and Jurina tonight.
We took turns using the bathroom getting ready for bed and then I closed the door to my bedroom. Turning off the last light on my bedside table, I snuggled under the blankets and sighed with relief. Safe and sound. Jurina was probably already asleep away out on the sofa after spending a late night working on a mission.
Just starting to feel myself drift, I was startled out of my dreamy haze and back to reality when I heard a sudden shout coming from my living room. It sounded like Jurina! Jumping out of bed, I could hear sounds like a close scuffle just outside my door.
Throwing open the door, I was about to run to Jurina’s aid when I was suddenly grabbed from behind. My arms were effectively restrained and a large hand covered my mouth even as I tried to call for help.
“Mnff!” was the only sound that came out.
In the darkness I couldn’t see a thing. I only heard Jurina call my name just before there was a loud crack followed by the heavy dull thud of a large body slumping to the floor. Jurina!
Even as my eyes adjusted I couldn’t see much of anything, just a dark, shadow of a figure ghosting toward me from about where the couch and Jurina were. Although, she was probably lying unconscious in front of the couch right now.
Writhing and kicking, trying to extract myself from my captor’s hold, the other figure that had been wrestling with Jurina came in front of me and flicked my forehead, shocking me enough to cause me to stop my struggling. My eyes had adjusted only fractionally, but I could see that these intruders were dressed all in black from head to toe. Faceless, hooded masks cloaked their features and when the one standing before me spoke, they must have been using a voice enhancer because it sounded distorted and demonic in a most unsettling way.
“It will go well for you if you don’t resist,” the one said with a bizarre, too-deep-to-be-real voice.
With my wits scattered about me and my heart pounding with fear, I could only whimper and nod in agreement. Feeling as though they had my cooperation, they tied a black scarf over my eyes and led me out of my apartment.
Completely blinded and at their mercy, I found myself being shoved into a van before they sped off into the night with me. We had been driving for quite a long time before I finally felt as though they were driving around in circles, purposefully trying to disorient me. It had worked, somewhat.
When the van finally stopped and they hauled me out, they steered be along a short concrete walkway before guiding me through a door. I only tripped a little on the step up, but whoever was holding onto my arm managed to keep me upright. Wherever I was, it felt slightly familiar. I had no reason to believe that except that I felt it deep in my bones. Only…the smell was off.
There was a distinct smell of vegetation, strongly floral. Was I in a garden? No, I was indoors. An arboretum perhaps? A greenhouse? I breathed in the heady scent, noting that it was actually rather pleasant despite the disagreeable situation that I found myself in.
“Wait here,” the horridly distorted voice commanded me. “Do not move until instructed to.”
Even though they hadn’t bound my wrists I felt compelled to obey and kept my hands stiffly against my sides. I felt the openness as my kidnappers positioned me in the middle of whatever room I was in despite the suffocating fear that gripped my throat. As their presence faded from beside me, strangely I felt even more on edge than when they were close beside me.
Still blindfolded, feeling utterly alone and terrified, I…?
TBC
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Yuki got kidnapped! :O :shocked :panic:
Can't wait for the next update! XD update more! :cow: Thanks anonymousstalker-san! :bow:
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The Black Thieves
*Part 5*
Still blindfolded, feeling utterly alone and terrified, I…?
I couldn’t stand the suspense any longer. Slowly, almost tentatively, I began moving my hand upward with caution, waiting for impending punishment for disobeying orders. Nothing was happening yet and so I moved my fingers to the heavy material of the blindfold.
Before I could really move the covering away I felt something cold at my throat. It was thin and strong.
Maybe a flexible wire? Were they going to strangle me?!
“Ungh!” I started to panic as my breaths came in rapid, shallow waves.
The thing at my neck pulled just a little tighter than was comfortable before finally disappearing, but not completely as I felt a delicate foreign weight at the base of my neck. A familiar voice whispered roughly in my ear, “Can’t you ever just do what you’re told?”
“Mayu!” My relief was apparent and tears sprang to my eyes. My hand moved automatically to the blindfold again, but it was quickly wrenched down to my side and captured forcibly behind my back with my other to prevent another attempt at removing my covering. My relief soon turned to confusion and bafflement.
“Mayu?” I asked into the darkness, a little hesitantly. I could feel the warmth of her presence behind me, even as she held tight to my wrists.
“I thought you already established it was me,” I heard her say, the familiar edge of annoyance cutting through her voice.
Why was I here? Why was she restraining me and not letting me go? I’d just been kidnapped!
Then a sudden thought struck me. “What’s…going on?”
I could almost feel her smirking from where she stood behind me. Finally she spoke again, saying, “It’s about the final piece left behind by Japan’s Leonardo DaVinci.”
Okay. So had I just been kidnapped over that now? Did the Black thieves come to save me? What was happening? I wanted to ask all these questions, but strangely my voice had left me.
I felt Mayu’s lips near my ear as she spoke a little quieter. “Do you remember how we were saying it was the most important piece of his legacy that he left behind?”
I nodded faintly.
“Well, we found it.”
My blindfold was loosened and fell away, my sight returning more swiftly than I had expected. The room was completely dark except for a dim halo of light over where we stood. I wanted to turn to her and throw myself in her arms, but something in front of me caught my eye making me stop. The soft light glinted off of the simple gold frame of a cheval glass mirror positioned before me. Mayu was mostly hidden in the shadows and so I couldn’t make out expression.
“What do you see?” she asked.
I blinked at my reflection perplexedly for a moment before finally answering uncertainly. “I…I see m-me?”
She looked at me through the glass of the mirror, her eyes finding mine. As she came closer to awkwardly wrap her arms around my waist from behind I could start to see the redness that was seeping into her cheeks.
“I don’t understand,” I whispered.
“It’s you,” Mayu said, giving me a gentle squeeze. “You’re the most precious treasure your gramps left behind.”
The pleasant sting of happy tears infiltrated my eyes and their warmth began running down my cheeks. As I turned to her and threw my arms around her neck I found that the surge of emotion had completely swallowed all my words. I could hardly believe that she was here with me when I had been so resolved to miss her all this time while she was away on her trip.
She let me embrace her for a long moment before finally reaching around to unhinge my arms so that she could pull back to look at me. Her grin was off-centered and a little embarrassed as she looked away shyly.
“And well, you know…as a thank you,” she was saying, sounding as though she was stumbling over her words a bit. “Since you let me have this…*cough*…uh, last treasure of his…”
Her words trailed off and her hand dropped from around my waist as her eyes searched the floor for nothing. Stepping back into the shadows she seemed to finally be able to finish saying what she seemed to want to say.
“I, uh…I did this for our anniversary. I hope you like it.”
I was expecting her to add on her trademark ‘and if you don’t like it I don’t care’ at the end, but she didn’t. The lights faded up just a little more, not to their full strength, but allowing enough glow to illuminate most of the room. It was her living room, but it looked completely transformed. Pansies of every different variety and color filled the room covering all that I could see. It was like a midnight garden created indoors just for me.
Clearing her throat abruptly, and pulling her brows down into her trademark scowl as she shuffled back toward me, she looked down at her shoes. “I read pansies were the flower for a first anniversary. …Geez, they have such a stupid name.”
I laughed a little, hearing how embarrassed she was just to say the name of the flower. She looked up at me sharply and I stopped my giggling. “Mayu,” I finally said. “This is amazing. I can hardly believe you did this all for me!”
“Yeah, well, the girls helped.”
“They helped? How?”
She looked at me as though I was dense. “Tonight’s mission. They got the flowers and…that.” she reached up and touched that thing at the base of my throat. My fingers followed and I lifted the necklace up to see that it was a pearl pendant on a gold chain and I gasped.
“Mayu, you didn’t!” I cried mortified.
“Didn’t what? Of course I did!”
My surprise changed to anger and I immediately began trying to unhook the necklace from around my neck with shaking fingers. My fury only made it that much more difficult to open the clasp and I struggled. Mayu watched puzzled for a moment before grasping my hands and pulling them back in front of me.
“What are you talking about? I thought you liked this kind of sissy stuff,” she said, offering me a look of confusion.
“I can’t believe you stole all of this! How could you?”
I tried wrenching my hands from her, but she only held tighter, our struggle bringing us closer together.
“Hold on,” she commanded, trying to control me. “We didn’t steal anything. Everything was paid for…with extra to cover the cost of surprise when they found all this gone.”
I stopped trying to fight her and looked up. “What do you mean?”
“I mean, we left more than enough money to cover the cost of the jewelry and flowers and a police investigation if they decided to go that far.”
I stared at her and said nothing, trying to comprehend what she was telling me.
She gave me an annoyed look and said, “Close your big mouth. Or you’re bound to catch a dozen flies like that.”
“Wait, wait, wait!” I shook my head as though it would help shake all the pieces of the puzzle into place. “Let me get this straight…tonight the Black thieves went to a jeweler, broke in and stole—.”
“What the hell! Weren’t you listening! None of it was stolen!”
“Okay…took a necklace. Then left money behind to pay for it. After which they went to a florist and did the same thing?”
Mayu shrugged one shoulder as if to simply say: yeah, so?
“Why didn’t you just go buy all of this stuff like a normal person?”
She crossed her arms over her chest and glanced away, her face beet red. “Tch! Like I would be caught dead walking into either of those places.”
I was finally starting to understand what she had done for me. This stupid, intelligent, too-cute-to-admit-it woman really did love me deep down. It was just that the shy girl inside of her sometimes made it hard for her to express it, but I loved that about her. Her actions always spoke louder than her words and I was so overwhelmed that I simply took her face in my hands and turned her so that I could kiss her full on the lips.
I felt her surprise in her initial stiff reaction, but soon her lips melted against mine. Her slimmed arms hold on me as she pulled my body against her’ s and kissed me back. All the things she felt she couldn’t say she seemed to transfer into the energy of her kiss, pressing urgently against mine.
We stood there for minutes in each other’s arms, kissing and holding onto one another. Finally, I pulled back to look at her, smiling with all the love and affection I felt filling my heart.
“Happy anniversary,” I whispered to her.
She flushed red to her ears and glanced away. But returned to look me in the eyes as well before saying, “Anything for the girl I love.”
A smile gently stretched my lips and I felt whole and complete. It was the best first anniversary ever, and the last one I would ever have. I leaned in to kiss her again, knowing there would be no one else for me but her.
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A/N: Finally finished 8)2 for now voting for Week 2 will resume momentarily :nervous and again it's only valid for 24 hours thanks everyone :thumbup
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Mayuki +1....
OH I forgot It's not up yet :lol: I ALWAYS VOTE MAYUKI every week :) whether I cast or not :nervous
c'mon people this thread needs more SayaMilky now :)
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Mayuki so sweet..
Mayuyu is so romantic even though she always act like she didn't care.. :grin: :wub: :wub:
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mayuki and kojiyuu leading again yayy :hip smile: :heart:
more kojiyuu votes!!
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:wahaha: the way they "bought" the flowers and jewelry. Very sweet of Mayu. :wub:
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@imteedee: *in state of shock* me not know ur filipino X( :shock: ngayon ko lang nalaman after doing some reading marathon in this thread. O,O
Back to author-san.... :3 I love your KojiYuu OSs and MaYuki and SayaMilky and ALL <3 <3.
more MaYuki in the future onegai and plus WMTASUI :3
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A/N: So much MaYuki in the fanfic thread nowadays :deco: so why not join the fun :cow:
Waiting
Mayuyu frowned as she sat on the bed, watching Yukirin make her way back into the room. She watched with her usual dark eyes as Yukirin stretched her arms over head, back arching, and then let out a breath with a sigh. Then she gave her usual smile and Mayuyu glanced away. “Are you sure you don’t want a futon or something, Mayu-chan? I’ll sleep on it if you’d prefer.”
She glanced back and frowned. “Don’t bother.” Mayuyu scooted back on the bed to make room for Yukirin. Mayuyu didn’t mind the touching and heat. Not if it was Yukirin. And Mayuyu knew Yukirin liked it. She knew Yukirin enjoyed and wanted it. So there wasn’t a reason for her to keep putting up this polite front. Besides, they’d already gone over this. Had gone over it for years. Mayuyu was tired of going over it.
Yukirin smiled though with a nod, those beautiful eyes were bright tonight, compared to the usual ones, catching the light of the lamp as she approached the bed. Mayuyu glanced down to the pillow. The bed dipped under the weight of Yukirin and she switched off the lamp. It had taken Yukirin a very long time to sleep in the dark, and Mayuyu thought she only did it for stupid pride reasons. Mayuyu wished Yukirin did more for herself, instead of what others expected from her. Stopped putting herself last. Stopped cutting herself short.
Yukirin crawled under the covers, Mayuyu following. The bed wasn’t wide enough really for both of them. But that was sort of why Mayuyu liked it. Their shoulders touched and their legs tangled, both of them shifting to get comfortable. She was acutely aware of where they touched and, more importantly, the smell of Yukirin. Wearing Yukirin’s shirt, in her bed, with Yukirin right there, the smell was everywhere and Mayuyu was happy to be submerged in it. It was a soft and sweet scent, fruit and violets and musk. Mayuyu loved the smell.
Yukirin ended up on her side, arm under her pillow. Mayuyu for a moment stared at that back, eyes adjusting to the dark. It had been a long day. Yukirin was popular and that, in and of itself, was neither surprising nor a bad thing. Yukirin was smart, kind, and tall. Of course people liked her. But Mayuyu still didn’t like watching it. Yukirin a shield between her and the great crowds of people she didn’t want to talk to. A blessing and a curse. Because Mayuyu didn’t much want Yukirin dealing with them either. By being open to Yukirin she was open to whatever trouble or people Yukirin was open to. It was a chain. But, maybe even more so, watching Yukirin smile at all those people-
Boys or girls, the way they would arch and smile up at her. With those pretty pink lips and charming eyes. Or even the other members that would get close at Yuki’s shoulders with laughter, expressive and happy. Mayuyu watched all of it, everything she couldn’t be, and there was always a slight dread that they would pull Yukirin away. It was a silly thought. Yukirin always came back, had for years. Mayuyu knew Yukirin came back, never really left, and she knew, that Yukirin loved her. But Yukirin hadn’t ever told her and that was what aggravated.
Mayuyu turned, pressing her face into Yukirin’s back and inhaling. She could feel the other girl stiffen, wrapping her arms around her slim waist, sliding and shifting to tangle their legs. She carefully dragged her feet along Yukirin’s legs, tracing her ankles, her hand ghosting along her soft chest. Yukirin’s breathe stuttered so Mayuyu pressed even closer. She wanted Yukirin to turn around and kiss her. Pin her arms back and tell her Mayuyu couldn’t do this if she didn’t mean it- if she didn’t see Yukirin because Yukirin’s heart couldn’t handle it. Because she loved Mayuyu. Because she needed this as much Mayuyu did. Mayuyu let her hand drift, finding the skin of Yukirin’s stomach beneath the rising shirt.
Yukirin gave a shallow gasp and Mayuyu was glad her eyes were closed. Because Yukirin was turning. Mayuyu didn’t feel brave anymore, whatever had pushed her far quickly slipping away, and she kept her eyes closed. Yukirin pulled away, slipping out of her arms, and Mayuyu waited. It was more than a little selfish. Mayuyu knew that. To silently demand that Yukirin confess when she laid there with her eyes closed and even breathing. It was selfish, and stupid. But Mayuyu was, in a way, selfish. She was selfish, needy, and cowardly.
The bed dipped again as Yukirin shifted. Mayuyu waited. She had been waiting forever it seemed. It really wouldn’t be so bad to have to wait another night. What would be worse would be to know she had scared Yukirin away, out of the bed. That she had been too cowardly to do more. The hand hidden twisted in the sheets. There was a ghosting whisper of her name and the bed shifted with Yukirin’s weight. Then a hand brushed through Mayuyu’s hair, gentle and tentative. So careful and she couldn’t help but lean into the said hand. The motion was less tentative then and Mayuyu imagined the smile on Yukirin’s face. That loving, peaceful smile that was as bright as the sun.
Then there was the press of soft, almost wet lips not quite on her mouth but just at the corner where Yukirin could easily reach. Mayuyu’s eyes snapped open and she turned, just catching Yukirin’s lips as she pulled away. It was a kiss, mostly. Mayuyu swallowed as she stared up at her best friend. Yukirin hovered over her and Mayuyu struggled to make out the details. She was probably blushing, eyes wide with worry. But then Yukirin’s arm pressed into the mattress on the other side of Mayuyu and Yukirin really was hovering over her then. Mayuyu rolled onto her back to stare up at her better.
Yukirin was blushing, brows twitching as she stared down at her. “S-so you are awake, Mayu-chan,” she said quietly.
Mayuyu stared up at her a moment before looking off to the side. “Yes.”
Yukirin took a deep breath. It was silent then, Yukirin staring at her and Mayuyu looking telling herself to meet her best friend’s gaze. A long moment of waiting as Yukirin tensed, fists twisting on either side of Mayuyu. “May I give you a proper kiss, Mayu-chan?” Yukirin asked quietly, so tense Mayuyu worried she might snap.
Mayuyu felt like her heart was going to burst, like she’d been holding her breath too long, her chest burning. She dug her fingers tighter into the mattress, sure she was stupidly blushing, and all she could say was,
“Yes.”
Yukirin sucked in a breath tightly before slowly lowering herself. Mayuyu didn’t move until those lips she’d stared at, thought about, wanted, finally pressed against her own for real. Mayuyu relaxed almost instantly, fingers throbbing as they untangled to wrap around Yukirin’s neck. Yukirin slid from her weight on her hands to her elbows, so much closer now. It was a clumsy, desperate kiss. Mayuyu drank it all up, not letting Yukirin go far when they broke for air, keeping her arms wrapped around her neck. She could feel the warm breath of her best friend against her lips, those beautiful dark eyes hooded as Yukirin stared at her.
“Mayu,” Yukirin said in such a breathless way and Mayuyu wanted to hear it again and she stretched just the inch it took to take another kiss. The startled sound Yukirin gave from deep in her throat was adorable. “M-Mayu. We should… get some sleep,” Yukirin stammered.
Mayuyu stopped and glared up at her.
“We have a long day tomorrow- today? No, tomorrow,” Yukirin said, quickly continuing in the face of Mayuyu’s displeasure with a glance towards the clock. They were going out and meet Takamina later for the drafting of new members, Mayuyu remembered. She didn’t much care either. She didn’t have to wait anymore and she didn’t want to. “Takamina-san will be relentless tomorrow and-“ Yukirin broke off there and suddenly Mayuyu was a little more interested.
“And?”
Yukirin swallowed. “And so we will be busy and Mayu-chan will be monopolized by the other members as well and- and I won’t be able to take you out,” Yukirin rushed, voice getting quiet at the end and she looked away. Mayuyu cocked her head to the side. “I want to take Mayu-chan out- to somewhere special and-“
“Take me out?”
Yukirin looked back at her then and Mayuyu’s breathe stuttered. There was something different, predatory about her expression and Mayuyu thought back to all the times she watched Yukirin from the past until now. The way they started out together as a team and how they struggle about the draft, they’ve been through a lot in the past 6 years. Mayuyu wrapped her arms tighter around the other girl. “Yes- because I like you Mayu-chan. I’m sure you know. I’ve never been able to hide much from you.”
Mayuyu pulled her for another sloppy kiss, pressing so close because it happened and she could breathe in Yukirin now. Yukirin didn’t let it last long, worrying uselessly again, but Mayuyu just peppered kisses at the corners of her mouth and cheek. Yukirin almost whined, shifting.
“Mayu what are- we need to- I just-“
Mayuyu sighed. “Next Sunday you will take me out,” she said, looking to the side even as her eyes swiveled to watch Yukirin. To make sure she understood. Sometimes Yukirin was dense.
Yukirin took a moment, eyes widening. Mayuyu watched, waiting for it, because then Yukirin smiled and Mayuyu felt her heart jump. Yukirin wrapped her arms around Mayuyu, pulling her close and rolling. It was uncomfortable, the comforter and blanket in the way, and Yukirin’s back hit the wall with a light hollow thump. But Mayuyu just pressed her nose into the other girl’s throat and gave a small smile. She could almost feel it, the way Yukirin’s chest rumbled when she said,
“I will, Mayu. I’ll take you out.”
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Her Perspective
I liked to keep my life neatly compartmentalized. I woke up at the same time every morning and came home at the same time every evening. I ate to maximize optimal nutrition intake, I exercised for the recommended hours a day, and I studied all subjects evenly so as to enrich my mind and leave no weak points.
In my experience, all events made a clear line from cause to effect, and it was my firm belief that, if a person let logic rule instead of emotion or fantasy, then there was very little they couldn’t be prepared for. Needless to say, I didn’t like surprises.
"Nyannyan! Morning!"
A girl named Oshima Yuko waved at me from her seat. I was standing, one hand gripping the ceiling handle, rocking gently with the motion of the train.
"Good morning, Oshima-san," I replied in a softer tone, hoping to influence Yuko to lower her own voice.
"Are you running the last leg to school again today?" Yuko asked, not taking the hint.
"Of course." I didn’t understand why she had even asked.
"I think I’ll come with you this time."
I hesitated.
Yuko tilted her head. “Is that okay?”
"…It’s fine."
It didn’t make any sense. Some days Yuko would beg to tag along, swearing to the heavens that she wouldn’t slow me down so that she could be with me. And then sometimes… I wouldn’t even mention it — just wave at me from the window in a brief moment before the train left me far behind.
It was the inconsistency that bothered me. It left me constantly on my toes. I didn’t like surprises, and ever since Yuko barreled into my life, there’d been nothing but.
Like how I was suddenly a member of the track club, despite being certain I would join the book club. Or how I’d humiliated myself in a hundred different huge ways in the past few months to the point I was becoming used to it, when usually just bumping shoulders with someone by accident had me reprimanding myself for the rest of the day. Or how sometimes these days I’d catch myself thinking that it was almost like I was a completely different person to whoever I was before.
I narrowed my eyes at the oblivious, grinning girl in front of me. All of it was because of her.
She has no idea what she’s done to me.
It was a small moment that wasn’t that remarkable on the face of it. We were in the middle of club practice and I had just beaten my best time… It was pitiful compared to the others, but they still acted like it was a huge achievement.
I felt touched by their earnest kindness, and decided it was okay to think of this as something to be proud of. Acchan and Takamina both cried out their congratulations, while Mariko gave me a small nod of approval, and Yuko jumped up and hung all over me as usual.
It was in that moment, with Yuko’s limbs tangled around my waist and shoulders, that I felt a jolt of… something. Excitement, but not like the excitement I felt beating my best time. It was more… oh. Oh no.
I froze, and Yuko took no mind, continuing to wriggle and clutch at my body. The terrible excitement grew, and I gave Yuko a firm shove, Yuko just laughed and walked away, totally unaware of the incredible mental meltdown she was leaving in my wake.
I am absolutely not attracted to Oshima Yuko. That’ s my perspective…
I had a lot of plans laid out for my high school life here, and none of them included this horrific new development between me and her. I was going to practice hard and enjoy success as part of the track team, I was going to do well in my exams, and then in my third year a cute boy with shining eyes and flushed cheeks was going to bow low and confess to me, we would start dating steadily and perhaps even make a promise to continue seeing each other in university.
In order for me to have a perfect high school life, I realized that I should get over this weird brush with theoretical homosexuality as soon as possible.
And I put my best foot forward — I really did — but it was barely a week later that things went from bad to infinitely worse.
It was annoying enough that I couldn’t stop that stupid jolt of excitement popping up at the most inappropriate times — when Yuko was licking the moisture from an ice pop, or rubbing her face on my shoulder, or even just smiling with the sun behind me — and then I found myself preparing to jog to the train station after school with Yuko once again in tow.
Despite her shorter legs, Yuko was good at keeping up. But she must’ve had a lot of energy in reserve that she wasn’t using for studying, I reasoned.
"Hey, Nyannyan, are you feeling okay?"
"Why do you ask?" I said, then added, "I’m fine."
"Um… well…"
The sound of Yuko’s footsteps ceased, and I came to a halt and turned back towards her. We were both breathing a little heavily from our efforts.
"You’ve seemed a little stressed out these past few days." Yuko scratched her cheek. "I was wondering if it’s something to do with the club."
"It’s not," I said, then added, "I’m not stressed out."
"Okay. That’s good." Yuko smiled. "Because we’re all really happy you decided to join, you know."
I blushed, feeling awkward. Yuko looked a little embarrassed, herself.
"I’m really glad it was you, Nyannyan," she said, quieter this time.
Something jolted through inside me, but this time it wasn’t excitement. It was far, far worse.
I might actually be in love with Oshima Yuko. And I think I’m—-.
The crushing pressure of it all began to eat away at my daily routine. I started oversleeping — sometimes waking up from vivid, messy dreams — and suddenly studying was impossible to do in more than ten minute bursts, with frequent breaks to turn over the Yuko situation in my mind one more time.
My grades began to suffer. My running began to suffer, and that was forgivable. I was literally pulling the club down anyway since the beginning — I couldn’t afford to be getting slower.
While I worked on a more long-term plan for righting my life, I found that the short-term idea of avoiding Yuko whenever possible was working fairly well. Less of those troublesome jolts to worry about. Of course, the knowledge that I was being unfair to one of my friends — no, all of my friends, really — was starting to weigh me down. There was no perfect solution to this problem. At the moment, my best hope was that, if I spent enough time away from Yuko, maybe the problem would go away all by itself.
"Nyannyan! Nyannyan!"
Of course, that would only work if Yuko would stop stalking me every time.
"Jeez, Nyannyan, it feels like I haven’t seen you in ages.” Yuko ran up to me in the hallway, during the changeover from second to third period.
"You saw me yesterday." I said sounding inexplicably cold. "And you’ll see me later today, at the field."
"Well, yeah." Yuko shuffled from foot to foot. "I just meant… Mm. Hey, can I run to the station with you after practice?"
"Um," I hedged. "Actually, I have somewhere else to go."
"Really? Where? Can I come?"
"Don’t just invite yourself along!" I snapped.
Before the weirdness began, this would’ve been no big deal. I yelled at Yuko all the time. And Yuko enjoyed making me do it. But with things the way they were, Yuko didn’t look smug. She actually looked a little hurt.
"Nyannyan, you’re acting really strange lately," Yuko murmured, then looked directly in my eyes. "And I think I know why."
"Y-you do?" I started to panic, making a cold sweat run down at my back.
"Uh huh! Nyannyan has… a secret boyfriend!" Yuko winked, back to her old teasing self. "Can I come meet him?"
I just ignored her and started to walk away. Yuko followed, leaping up and draping herself over my shoulder. Excitement and love and terror and anger jolted inside all at once, and I shook Yuko off so hard that her back hit the wall.
"Stop hanging all over me! I hate it! Just how much more do you want to mess up my life?!"
People were probably watching, probably already whispering to each other. I couldn’t see or hear them — all of I’m aware of was my own ragged breaths and the look in Yuko’s eyes in the instant before I turned wordlessly and walked away.
After that, Yuko was the one doing the avoiding.
My grades didn’t improve, and my run got sloppier and slower until Mariko had to take me aside and give me a talk about teamwork and supporting each other that basically amounted to, “If you don’t start improving, we won’t be able to compete as a team.”
There were no more jolts or surprise epiphanies. In that sense, I had finally got what I wanted. But the memory of Yuko’s face in that moment before I turned away, and the incredible tension of the couple hours a day we had to run in the same field together… it settled in my heart and gnawed away at it until simply coming into school became almost unbearable.
Nearly a week later, and I couldn’t even think straight. I felt sick to my stomach with guilt. It was a hot, cloying sensation crawling through my head, spreading through my chest. It was… it was…
The world began to spin. I felt myself falling.
As it turned out, the symptoms of guilt were very similar to the symptoms of a cold, and I was suffering from both.
A helpful classmate had brought me to the infirmary, where I was tucked into a bed to rest. After fussing over me with a thermometer and putting a cooling pack on my forehead, the nurse had made me promise to stay in bed while she left to attend to something elsewhere in the school.
Even though it meant missing the track practice, I could only agree. I felt better, probably even well enough for some gentle laps of the field, but I didn’t want to see any of my friends right now. Shame coiled run through inside me, and I drew my legs up to my chest and curled in on myself.
I’d never felt so miserable. And it was entirely my own fault.
After dozing for a while, I woke to see my friends walking through the door, looking awkward and concerned. One glancing to the clock I told myself that they had ended practice early to come and see me.
"How are you feeling?" Takamina asked.
"I’m sor—" I began.
"Don’t feel bad for missing practice." Mariko smiled gently. "I should be apologizing for not noticing you were feeling sick."
"Your form has been terrible lately," Acchan said.
"Atsuko!" Takamina chided.
But I didn’t mind, because I understood that it was meant as an expression of understanding, rather than criticism.
Yuko hovered slightly behind everyone else, and didn’t speak to me directly. She didn’t look all that well, either. She looked like she’d been missing sleep. My heart shuddered painfully.
After our well-wishing was done, everyone turned to leave me to recover in peace. I wished I was brave enough to call Yuko back, to speak to her.
But Yuko stopped at the door anyway, almost as if she had heard the words I wanted to say without me ever being spoken. She took a couple of hesitant steps back into the room, closing the door behind her.
I opened my mouth, but still nothing would come. No apology or explanation or even just simple thanks for visiting. Yuko didn’t seem to notice my struggle — she had her own purpose.
Suddenly bowing low, she balled her fists at her side and said, “I’m very sorry!”
Now I couldn’t talk for a different reason. Shock had stolen my voice.
Yuko continued, “I know that I’m at least partly to blame for all of this.”
I gaped. Yuko blamed herself for me catching a cold?
"I’ve made you feel so stressed. It’s my fault."
"No, Yuko —"
"It’s okay, Nyannyan. I understand." Yuko came up from the bow, but kept her eyes low. "I really never meant for you to find out how I felt. I knew it would only be a burden."
I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t even know what I was hearing.
Yuko’s face and voice were tense with false cheer. “But since it’s too late anyway, I’d just like to say one thing.”
Too late? The words echoed in my head.
Bowing low once again, Yuko said, “Nyannyan, I love you.”
Then, with a deep breath, she straightened up and showed me a different smile. It wasn’t as bright as her usual one, but definitely more genuine than the fake one from before. It was beautiful, but tinged with sadness. I hated it.
"I’m glad I got to say it." Yuko sighed shakily. "With this, I can give up on you, Nyannyan. So things can go back to the way they were. But please… please don’t quit the club."
After several long moment with no response, Yuko turned to leave.
I leapt out of bed and ran after her, grabbing her by the wrist and spinning her back around.
"I love you too." It came out like an accusation.
Yuko blinked. I took in a shuddering breath and tried again.
"I love you, Yuko." I clenched my fists and couldn’t bring myself to make an eye contact. "But I’m scared, and confused, and I’m sorry. I’m such a coward that I said something terrible to you, but I think I really love you. I don’t want you to give up on me."
It was Yuko’s turn to stand speechless. I forced myself to look into her eyes, into those wide, heartbreaking eyes.
"Please… please don’t give up," I said, trembling.
Yuko stared for a moment longer, then smiled so bright it was blinding. She closed the distance between us in one step, and rose onto her tiptoes to press her mouth to mine.
It all came surging back at once. My entire body jolted with uncountable painfully happy feelings, and I kissed her back just like I’d dreamed of doing.
Before either of us knew it, we were back to the bed, I pressed down into the mattress, Yuko kneeling over me, grazing tantalizingly over my lap as we swapped deeper and deeper kisses.
Then realization strike and I finally drew her mouth away and say, “You’re going to catch my cold.”
"That’s fine," Yuko answered, pressing sweet little kisses onto my chin, my cheek, my neck. "Give me everything, Nyannyan."
Almost without thinking, my fingers found their way down Yuko’s body, nervously slipping just under the waistband of her skirt to—
The door slid open and suddenly Yuko was standing a good three steps away from the bed, looking like a girl trying far too hard to appear innocent.
"I hope you’ve been resting, Kojima-chan," the school nurse said as she stepped back into the room.
"Y-yes." I gulped.
And this was what made Yuko so scary. She made me forget her sense — to the point that I was making out with her in school, in the infirmary, where anyone could and was likely to walk in, and I hadn’t even thought about the repercussions until this very moment. Yuko really messed me up, without even trying.
"I’m feeling much better," I said, desperate to leave as soon as possible.
The nurse looked dubious. Yuko chimed in.
"Don’t worry. I’ll get her into bed."
The effect was instantaneous. I blush bright red. So did Yuko.
"Ah, no! I-I mean, I’ll make sure she rests. Through any means necessary." A beat. "Ah! I mean—!"
Unable to bear anymore, I stepped in. “Yuko will look after me.”
Satisfied, or maybe just tired of the two of us, the nurse waved us out.
Later we walked together to the station. Obviously, we couldn’t do anything as blatant as holding hands. But we walked close enough that our fingers would brush together every now and again.
Yuko was talking happily, about anything and everything, about all the things she couldn’t say while I had been trying to cut her out of my life. As Yuko went on and on, I found myself thinking how much I’d missed this.
The thought slowed me down, and Yuko noticed immediately.
"Nyannyan, are you okay?"
I was still smiling, but Yuko could see the seriousness in my eyes. More than ever before, I felt aware of the quiet, hidden strength of Yuko. And suddenly she knew: When I was scared or exhausted in my own suffocating logic, Yuko would be there every time, with those same sharp, kind eyes, asking if I was okay.
"Yes," I answered, and meant it. “Yuko will now look after me.”
Because it’s my perspective…all along…
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A/N: For next week I'll be excluding MaYuki and KojiYuu pairing since I get the feeling they will win again :sweatdrop: and decided to make a longer story for the two couples anyway... :rock: so for the next 2 weeks you can vote other pairings....but the bad news is only one pair with the highest vote will win :nervous...voting will resume until further notice... thanks everyone :thumbup
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oh shoot no Mayuki..... :doh: oh well, what can I say? MaYuki is MaYuki :wub: so much :heart: :deco: Oh I ran out of hearts to use :V
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HOW ABOUT BRING MY SAYANEE? :pimp:
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I really like the way you write. :twothumbs
Can't vote for Mayuki and Kojiyuu anymore... I'm sad but that's fair. Time to vote another couple! :lol:
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really enjoy your fic XD
please make long story abt these couples
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I really dig your writing dude!!!
Keep it up!!
And sense we're voting. I put AtsuMina as mine please.
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The O.U. Couple
One Saturday night a package arrived into her house. The recipient, who just came back from work, was confused; it didn't say who it was from. She opened the package and found a….
"Huh. audiotape. That’s Weird."
Weird because she got a gift almost a week just after her birthday.
Nonetheless, she went down the basement and found an old cassette that could luckily play tapes.
She sat on the base of the staircase and slid the tape, made sure the volume was just right, then hit play.
Once played a familiar voice started talking.
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Testing. One two three. Hello? Is this thing on? Can you hear me?
*tap tap tap*
Hmmm. I guess red blinkly light means it's recording. Alright, let's do this!
Ahem ahem. And to what do I owe you this little tape with my oh so sexy voice? Simple, really... TO HUMILIATE YOU. BWAHAHAHA-
*coughing fit follows*
Uh, I need to work on my evil laugh. But anyway, Yukirin, my friend, one day you'll receive this tape and you will thank me for... documenting... yes, documenting's a safe term. Where was I? Ah, right. Documenting your hell of a love, or 'sort of' love story. Trust me, you two aren't the first. I just finished recording Sayaka’s and Mariko's a week ago so don't cha worry, old buddy!
I shall not reveal myself. Mystery's nice, don't you think?
Right first of all... I just want to make this clear, I am not a stalker. So if you're wondering how I knew even the most intimate moments that have happened between you and Rena-chan... Don't blame me! Blame my---- hey Nyanyan Ohayou!!
*background noises follows*
-hey get-off me-…. -slap-
Ouch that hurts… oh! shit where was I. Er…Whatever. Just... ugh, so much for not knowing.
Oh! This will be in third person, okay? Just for effect.
Here we go.
Super sexy narrator's voice? Check.
Script? Check.
Popcorns? Check.
Water? Check.
Aaah! I've been babbling for the past five minutes and seventeen seconds! Make that eighteen seconds. No, nineteen! Twenty! Twenty one!
Ugh. Stupid seconds. Why do they have to change every second? Hey Bakamina fix these…
-Do it yourself-
Never mind.
Let's start.
Three.
Two.
And this is Yuko if you haven't figured it out, genius.
One.
Go.
*Inhales*
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To tell you the truth, twenty two year old Matsui Rena had no idea what they had. Friends, lovers, or maybe something in between. She didn't even care... at first. Rena thought her "relationship" with Kashiwagi Yuki would survive without a label. Like duh, this was normal, right?
Yes. Of course. Absolutely.
But when her friends decided to barge in the little bakery where she worked part time... well... it got her thinking.
"Earth to Rena? Hellooooo?"
"Huh? What?" she asked, startled.
Haruna grinned as she leaned back to her seat. "You were spacing out. I was asking what's your status with Yukirin."
Haruna loved this topic the most. It made Rena uneasy.
She fiddled with the ruffles of her skirt, her uniform in the cafe, and dared to steal a glance at her other best friend who was sitting beside Haruna, asking... begging for help.
"I'm sorry, Rena. I'm on Kojiharu's side on this one," Milky said as she stirred her coffee.
Haruna put a smug look on her face. And she was winning alright.
It was a quarter past one in the afternoon and business in the café was slow. Plus it was Rena's break. Haruna planned her attack well. Rena was relieved that Miichan wasn't there, she was worse when it comes to meddling with other people's love life.
Love life.
Did she even have one?
"Just answer the question! I'm dying to know." Haruna said impatiently.
Rena heaved a sigh as she thought of the right and safe words to say. "We're... uh..."
Haruna was tapping her foot now, her hair is a bit frizzy from the breeze outside.
"... officially-unofficially couple?" Rena finished.
Silence.
Milky was the first to speak. "Oh dear Lord," she whispered to herself, but Rena heard her loud and clear.
Haruna's reaction was worse; she didn't utter a word in the next few minutes. Instead she took her bag and took out her Ipad. Then she started tapping away or whatever it is that a person does on touch screens.
"Kojiharu-san?"
The tall looking woman only silenced her with a, "shhhh!"
Rena looked at Milky and mouthed the words, 'What is she doing?'
Milky simply shrugs and shook her head in response.
They waited without another word, though Rena's heart was beating loud and fast. She rarely got nervous, but a quiet and serious Haruna with you around anyone that would make you surely uneasy.
"Here we go," she announced, and faced her pad towards Rena's direction so that she could see the screen clearly.
"What exactly am I looking at?"
"The Relationship Book."
First of all it was not a book. It was some weird App with hearts everywhere. Second... was there even such a thing?
"Ohhh-kay. What does it do?"
"It's basically Dr. Love in book form."
App. form, Rena corrected in her head.
"Now let's search the words that you said a while ago..."
"Kojiharu-san, let's not. I already get the point."
Haruna only paid her no mind. Then seconds later there was a soft "ping!" signaling the search was finished.
"What does it say?" Milky asked rather impatiently.
"According to the Book of Relationships... there is no such thing as 'we're officially- unofficially couple.' Now..." Haruna narrowed her eyes towards Rena. "... call that reaction queen and you tell her to make you her girlfriend right now!"
Here she goes again, Rena thought to herself.
"I know you mean well, but there's nothing going on between me and her. We're just-"
"Friends." Milky finished. "Oh, Rena-chan, don't say that."
"Why are you so interested anyway?" That part boggled her mind the most. "Why now?"
"We've been waiting too damn long for this." Haruna raised her hand before Rena could say another word. "Don't interrupt me, Geki," she said mentioning Rena's old nickname. "She’s been in and out of Japan ever since our high school graduation, but she calls you every night when she's at some other country. And when you got sick? Oh God, she flew halfway across the world just to make sure you were fine! Yukirin didn't even believe Jurina when she said you were doing okay. I swear, that girl only arrives when it has something to do with you."
"That's not true-"
"Last Christmas. Our mini reunion. Yukirin had no plans on attending. Want to know what made her go?"
"I told her you were going to be there." Milky answered.
Rena didn't know that.
"Don't you see? Open your eyes, Rena! Stop acting like kids. You two are worse than the AtusuMina couple."
Rena ignored Haruna's statement. "I appreciate your help, guys. But really, I'm fine with this."
"You're not."
"Milky, please."
"No. You listen, Rena. I'm worried, okay? This thing with Yukirin-san? Not knowing where you stand? It's not healthy. Let's not forget the fact that she's so far away. Rena, her... you... What if you're not the only one she calls every night? Just think... you can't get jealous because who are you anyway? You don't have any authority. You are in no position to-"
"But what if I don't want to know where I stand in her life? What if I don't want to get jealous? What if I'm fine with it?" Rena raised her voice. She had enough of this.
"Then you'd be lying to yourself." Milky reached for Rena's hand and gave it a squeeze before she let go a second later. "No girl would ever be happy with what you have. Call her."
Rena felt her mobile phone becoming heavier in her skirt pocket as the seconds rolled on.
She took a deep breath. "Fine."
The two woman only watched as Rena left their table to make the call.
TBC
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Yes!!! YukiRena!!! Arigato!!! You totally made my day. I guess OU means officially unofficial, right? How long is this fic going to be? I guess I'll just have to wait for the next chapters. Please give us really sweet moments.
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wahhhh stalker-chan update soon! ONEGAI :on gay:
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@hikari_043083: Thanks :thumbsup and regarding you're question it will be just a 4 part story... I'll post the last two tomorrow :cow:
The O.U. Couple
*Part 2*
The two woman only watched as Rena left their table to make the call.
"Good thing you decided to come with me. That girl never listens if I’m the only one here," Haruna said.
"That's because you went all commando on her. You know Rena." Milky rolled her eyes and stole a glance at the clock. "Are we doing the right thing, Kojiharu? I mean Rena-chan does have a point. We shouldn't meddle."
Haruna waved her off. "Please. One day, when they have little Rena and Yuki babies, they'll be thanking us. Trust me."
"You sound pretty sure of yourself."
"Well, aren't you?"
"I mean... Nobody knows what's going to happen in the future, right?"
"Which side are you on, Watanabe?" Haruna eyed her friend.
Milky laughed, "Kojiharu, I'm a YukiRena Shipper all the way."
"Good answer. Now, where in heaven's name is Yukirin anyway?"
"Check her travel blog," Milky suggested.
"Already there, sister." Haruna then checked her Ipad. "Wow. Fancy."
"Huh..Why, where is she?"
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"Thailand."
"Will she be celebrating her birthday there?"
Haruna read Kashiwagi's latest blog post. "Yeah. Ugh. Great The nerve of that b***h."
"Kojiharu, Language."
Before Haruna could come up with a response, Rena passed by their table, one hand covering her mouth as if she was trying to control her breathing.
"Rena-chan?" Milky called out. "What's wrong?"
"Your coffee's on the house," was her reply. "Friends. she said... we were... God, I need some air." Without turning back, Rena grabbed her jacket from the rack and was out the door in an instant.
Milky's eyes widened. "I think I better-"
"Go. Yeah, follow her." Haruna answered, still shocked by the turn of events. "I... I'll just make a phone call."
Milky bit her lower lip, the result of their actions slowly sinking in. "Kojiharu, what have we done?"
"Get a hold of yourself." She held Milky's shoulders. "I have a plan. Just make sure Rena's fine."
Of course she wasn't fine, Haruna mentally scolded herself.
Milky nodded she then grabbed her bag and left the café .
Haruna closed her eyes and count to ten before she took her phone and pressed number 1 on her speed dial.
She crossed her legs and hoped that her plan wouldn't fail.
She answered on the fourth ring.
"Yooouuu called Princess?" she practically sang the words.
Even after all what has happened, her voice always calmed Haruna down. "Babe, we have a problem."
"What happened?" She replied in a more serious tone.
"I'll tell you the details in a few. Just answer this, do you have any plans in the next twenty four hours?"
"I have to attend this-"
"Cancel them," Haruna ordered.
From the other end of the line, Yuko gulped. "Uh, okay."
"Great. Now, meet me in the airport in half an hour. Don't be late or else I'll kill you."
"The airport? Nyannyan, what the hell is-"
"Shut up. I'll tell you personally," Haruna started to fix her things. "You better be on your way to your car, Oshima or else."
"I am, I am! Geez. Relax, babe! Could you at least tell me where are we going?"
Haruna was already outside the café and large wind greeted her without warning. She raised her hand, hailing for a taxi.
Even though she couldn't see, Haruna smirked before answering, "Thailand."
"Thailand? Are you crazy?"
"Nope," she answered as her taxi pulled over. "Last one at the airport gets to buy the tickets!"
"Nyannyan, Will you please tell me what is-"
"I Love you. Bye!"
Haruna ended the call.
---000---
Meanwhile
Yuki was on her way back to the apartment she was staying for the time being that late evening. The train was packed but she had no other choice. she was tired, she'd been walking the entire day, and not to mention hungry.
With hands in her pockets she walked down the streets stealing a glance at a couple of city kids who were laughing at someone's joke.
She missed home. Especially now that her birthday was drawing near. Being with friends and loved ones...
She missed her the most.
Yuki entered the building and took two stairs at a time. she needed sleep and food, pronto! as she took out her keys she noticed... she didn't needed it.
After all the door was opened half way.
"Wha-?"
She took a step back. Someone broke into her apartment.
TBC
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Yes, Milky, I am a YukiRena Shipper all the way, too!!! What happened during the phone call?
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It's too long I read RenYuki again :D.
I realy realy love it your fic :inlove: :inlove: :inlove:
Can I trans this fic????? :) :) :)
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@hikari_043083: You will find out soon enough :yep:
@noel nguyen: sure... just credit the author when posting it :thumbup
The O.U. Couple
*Part 3*
She took a step back. Someone broke into her apartment.
Yuki was about to call the security in her place when she heard two arguing voices.
"I can't wait anymore."
"Be quiet!"
Two familiar arguing voices.
"Mou… Nyanyan we look like burglars."
"Will you please keep your voice down! What if she’s already here!"
"But you're the one shouting. Waahh…I’m hungry."
"Ugh…Just shut up and make yourself useful…wait is the camera thingy you put already working?
"Yes, ma'am."
Yuki paused. Great, look who just came to visit.
“Yuko? As much as I missed you guys… what the hell do you think breaking into my apartment?” she said coming from the door.
A heartbeat later she then heard Yuko say, "Oh shit she's here!"
"Hide!"
"Too late. She already knows we broke in."
Yuki rolled her eyes after she heard all the random talking; she then strode three paces and pushed the door wide open. There she found two of her closest friends for as long as she could remember. Haruna was standing by the fireplace while Yuko was sprawled on the sofa.
"You sure know how to make yourself feel at home," Yuki said looking at Yuko.
"Really?" Yuko asked as she sat up straight. "Look at you I haven't seen you since spring and these is how you greet me?"
"Actually my first greeting is ‘I missed you’."
Yuko grinned. "Touché."
"Okay, enough with the Chit-chat." Haruna said interrupting.
Yuki turned to her somewhat pissed friend, though she had no idea why. "Haruna! I missed you too.. How about a hug?" she then spread out her arms towards her.
Haruna only smiled mischievously and said. "Er …I think I'll pass".
"What?"
The next thing she knew something hit her hard in the head. Then everything went black.
Yuki woke up to the infamous couple arguing (yet again).
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"Yuu-chan YOU HIT HER!"
"Well she had it coming and plus, she deserved it! She’s taking advantage of you.. She’s lucky that I didn't scratch her face with my nails."
"You're unbelievable." Haruna said as she did a facepalm.
Yuki wasn't sure how long she'd been out but listening to these two… just a couple of minutes, she guessed.
"So now I'm the bad guy here? Besides you said you wanted to knock some sense into that thick skull of hers! I'm just trying to help you."
"You're just trying to get Yukirin a one way ticket to heaven! That’s for sure!"
"Or hell."
"Yuu-chan!"
One thing was perfectly clear to Yuki, nothing was. Oh, make it two; her head was throbbing. Which meant that there was something perfectly clear, which would cancel the first statement, which would make it one thing perfectly clear instead of two.
Okay… that was confusing.
She opened her eyes and said. "Stop talking like I'm not here, okay? I can hear you."
Yuki tried to crane her neck but she twitched from the pain instead.
"Er…you hit your head hard when you fell after…" Yuko's eyes trailed to Haruna. “I'll just go get some ice."
With Yuko gone, it was just Haruna and Yuki in the living room. And knowing her, Yuki spoke first.
"So, mind telling me what is this all about?"
She bit her lower lip. "If you want me to feel guilty and say sorry for it, I won't and I don't. You know me better than that."
The young lady chuckled. "Haruna, I'm only asking for an explanation. What's up?"
"You really don't know?"
"If I did I wouldn't ask now would I? I'm not like your girlfriend. Who can read what's going on inside your head?"
"Do you want to be hit again? Ugh. I'm only controlling myself because Rena might get mad at me and-"
"Rena? Is this about Rena?"
"Ding!! Ding!! And finally we have a winner everybody!" Haruna announced dramatically. "Yes, Miss flying pig, it's about Rena!" she hissed.
"Ahahaha …. You’re nicknames are getting better"
"Will you just listen to me first?" She glared at her. Haruna lost it, she did not travel all the way to Thailand for this.
Yuki always did this. Every time something would go wrong, she'd make a joke. But Haruna knew her well and she had enough of his childish acts.
Yuki saw the eagerness in Haruna's voice; she sighed. "I know. You don't need to tell me. I was talking to her, remember?"
"And?"
"And that's why I-"
Before Yuki could finish, Yuko entered the room. "Ice is here! Here ya go, buddy." she handed the pack to Yuki who was still lying down on the couch.
"Thanks," she mumbled and placed it at the back of her head. "Ow." Yuko's punch didn't hurt as much, but the fall right after did.
Yuko nodded and faced Haruna. "Hey, Milky texted me a while back. She's been calling you and you're not answering."
Haruna took out her phone and mumbled a curse. "Just a sec." then hurriedly went outside the apartment.
Yuko just stood there, hands in her pockets, as she watched Haruna closed the door shut when she left.
"You’re lucky, Haruna must be a handful."
Yuko chuckled. "You bet."
"I'm waiting."
"For what? Oh right look I’m sorry I did---"
"No not that" Yuki cut her off. "The lecture you're going to give me. Let's have it," Yuki said as she made herself comfortable.
Yuko eyed her friend for a second or two before she decided to sit on the coffee table. "You're calm about this."
"Yup."
"You're planning something."
"You know me well. The lecture?"
Yuko was having second thoughts whether or not to talk to Yuki now. Nonetheless she said, "Reasons."
"Reasons?"
"That old saying that everything happens for a reason?"
Yuki nodded.
"Right. Okay. There's a reason why Nyannyan and I are here and why you think she's interfering." Yuko paused to look at Yuki if she was following.
"Go on I’m listening."
"Sorry." she said immediately "All I'm saying is that it's pointless if you know the reason if you do nothing. Don't just stand there and watch. You have to act. So it happened, and you can't turn back time, you figure out the reason, but it doesn't stop there. If you aren't satisfied or if you don't understand the reason because you're filled with regrets, you have to do something."
"You're a better talker than your girlfriend," Yuki pointed out.
"Yeah? I think I sounded like Takamina for a moment there."
"Yeah you did," she said as she forced herself to sit up straight. "Kinda freaked me out. Where'd you get those words? Some chick flick?"
"Spur of the moment."
"Huh. Well, you're still freaking me out." Yuki then got up, her head feeling a whole lot better thanks to the ice, and stretched.
"Where are you going?" Yuko asked as Yuki took a duffel bag that she didn't notice that was on the floor next to her feet this whole time.
Yuki's hand was on the doorknob when she looked back. "I had a plan remember?" she took out a piece of paper from the bag and even from afar Yuko could see the logo of the airlines. "I'm going home."
She was almost out the door when Yuko stopped her. "One last piece of advice."
Her friend raised an eyebrow. "And what is that?"
"Long distance relationships never work."
Yuki grinned. "I'll keep that in mind."
Then she was gone.
TBC
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I wonder what Yuki's plan is?! Hope it's not that cheesy. :w00t: Can't wait for the next part! :cow: I like how you write your stories! :D Please continue~ :deco:
Thank you, anonymousstalker-san~ :bow:
Ps.
"Long distance relationships never work."
is the author speaking out of experience here? XD :rofl:
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Ps.
"Long distance relationships never work."
is the author speaking out of experience here? XD :rofl:
^ :hiakhiakhiak: :hiakhiakhiak: :hiakhiakhiak:
update soon stalker-chan :on gay:
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@rhin:"Long distance relationships never work."
is the author speaking out of experience here? XD :rofl:
Is it Me or Is it YOU!! :grin:
The O.U. Couple
*Part 4*
Moments later Haruna came bursting inside the room. "Was that Yukirin who just left?"
Yuko was smiling, she couldn't believe she didn't see that one coming. "Yeah," she answered.
"Where is she going? Is she trying to escape? We better go after her!"
"You don’t have to she's got a plane to catch." Yuko said then reached Haruna’s hand. "Want to go for a walk?"
---000---
Meanwhile
Rena spent the whole night by herself. The day before she'd gotten numerous calls from Yuki but her pride wouldn't let her answer the phone. But ever since the 14th and today…. Not a single text from her was sent.
She felt awful because she was so affected. It made her feel weak.
So there she was in her place. She just came back from her parents' house, where she spent her day off with her loved ones. It was fun of course, but there was a part of her that was missing.
"It's been a long day," Rena mumbled to herself. She went to the kitchen and prepared herself a cup of coffee.
She was almost finished drinking when her phone rang.
Rena knew it was her. Because she assigned a different ring tone just for her if ever she called.
She stared at her phone for a while before deciding to answer.
"Where are you?"
Rena was surprised at how urgent Yuki’s voice sounded. As much as she missed talking to her, Rena had to remind herself that she was… oh God, she didn't know what she was supposed to feel.
So she decided to keep it simple.
"Home. Why?"
"Nothing. Are we still fighting?"
Rena heard loud noises in the background, she found it hard to hear what Yuki was saying but she heard her question nevertheless… she just decided not to answer it. "What is that noise? Are you outside or something?"
A pause. "Yes, I am."
"Go someplace quiet. We need to talk."
"I figured that much."
Then her doorbell rang.
"Hang on. Someone's at the door."
"Take your time."
She gritted her teeth. It irritated her how calm Yuki sounded in this situation.
As Rena makes her way towards the door, she pulled it open and saw…
'Are you outside or something?'
'Yes, I am.'
Rena still couldn't believe her eyes, she opened her mouth to speak but no words came out.
"There was this chick-flick that they made us watch in the airport," Yuki started. "And the female protagonist had this little game called 'I Have No Idea What To Call This Game' because she had no idea what to call that game. Basically, you get timed for like five minutes and talk. Just talk. No one has to interrupt. The other has to listen. I'm not even sure if it's a game but I wanted to give it a shot. You up for it?"
It was only then that Rena realized that they were still talking through the phone.
Rena nodded, she was still in shock.
"Great. Time me, okay?"
Rena glanced at her wrist watch and nodded once more.
"Five minutes. Easy." Yuki took a deep breath and said.
"I'm sorry. It was stupid. What I said a few days ago. I had no idea what came over me when I said that we were just friends because I don't want us to be just friends. I like you. A lot. A whole lot. More than you think. I think you're amazing and awesome. And and and… after our call last time, I regretted it. Big time! That's why I booked a flight back here because I wanted to talk to you… in person. I wanted to see you. Then my flight got delayed, then it got cancelled. I spent the whole night in the airport, so that I could get another flight, which was the reason why I had a lot of time to watch the movie. The movie was great by the way, I'm not sure if I like it because the protagonist reminded me of you and I uhm... I... I'm getting off topic now." Yuki breathed out a sigh. "Just my luck, right? But then I realized… there must be a reason why all of this is happening. Maybe someone was just testing my patience or whatever. Maybe it was my punishment for being such an idiot. I just…"
Yuki took both of her hands in Rena’s and started to sway them slowly. She was glad that Rena didn't pulled away.
"I'm sorry," she repeated. "How much time do I have left?"
Honestly? Rena lost to track time because she was too busy listening. With tears in her eyes, heart pounding fast, she said, "A minute, I suppose."
Then they locked each others eyes.
"Great."
Yuki smiled then pulled Rena towards her and…
CHU!!
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And that's it.
*laughs*
You have no idea how many cameras and recorders I had to put up just to get everything perfect.
Also there were so many people involved, and of course! Yours truly, included.
I'm an amazing storyteller, riiiiight?
So yeah. You and Rena. Wow. I'm happy for you, Yukirin. FINALLY.
This is just the beginning but if you get this tape and you're listening to it a little bit into the future… it must have ended well, don't you think?
God, I am so awesome for doing this.
And you still owe me 20,000 yen! Or maybe I still owe you 20,000 yen?
Huh. Anywaaaaaaaay.
What else?
Oh yeah. Lastly, I would like to thank Sasshii for lending me her old fashioned voice recorder.
Andpleasedon'tkillmeforsnoopingaroundyourlives! C'mon, let's face it, what are the odds that this will be published at some site in the internet and stuff? It won't. I think. I hope.
*laughs nervously*
Yeah... that would be awkward.
Peace out!
*click!*
*Nothing Follows. End of Recording*
The tape ended and Yuki sat there arms crossed. "That sneaky squirrel."
"Yuki, are you home? We better get going. You don't want to miss the party now do you?"
It was Rena.
"I'm in the basement, honey," she called out to her wife. Yuki then smiled to herself. "And guess what who decided to give me a late birthday present."
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A/N: Last Update Wow XD for now I'll give myself a break after continuous writing this past 4 weeks... di ko na u2litin toh ang sakit pla sa ulo pagsunod-sunod hehehe :sweatdrop: it's a bit rushed so please spare me :nervous
Jealousy
The nerve of that woman.
A wonderful Wednesday morning. That's how my day started. I kept on expecting; today's a very important day for me…for us. But hell, she just had to ruin everything. I barged inside the cafeteria with both of my hands clenched into a fist. My friends are already at our usual table, chatting. And without taking a tray I joined them and laid my head on the table.
"Let me guess," Mayuyu said before anybody could ask, "she forgot."
"Yes." I mumbled.
Milky, who was sitting right next to me, patted my back, "That's okay, Jurina-chan."
"It's not okay." Mayuyu told her. "When it was me and Yuki's first month together she bought me gifts and we ate dinner and..."
“And”
“W-well you guys already get the picture...” she blushed furiously.
"But Rena's different." Sashihara mumbled. Everyone at the table looked at her, surprised.
"So now you’re on her side, Sasshii . Even if she's a little dense that doesn't mean that she could just forget that today is their first monthsary!" Mayuyu snapped.
I’m glad that Mayuyu's helping me out. For her, when it comes to a relationship everything has to be perfect.
"I mean…" Mayuyu started. Then everyone was looking at her. "We've been waiting for years for these two to be together and when finally they are…"
"She forgets." I finished.
Milky gave Mayuyu an icy glare, "You're not helping."
"What did she say?" Sasshii asked. "I thought you guys were working on a project?"
I recalled the events that took place a few hours ago, "she said that she'd rather read her manga or eat her melon pan."
We were working on our science project that was due on Friday. We were assigned partners and yes, Rena was my partner. She didn't show any signs about tomorrow. Our one month. I thought that she's being silent about it because she'll surprise me. Like BOOM!! So we talked about it the whole night in her room up until it was already late. And the next thing I knew I woke up sleeping on Rena's bed.
While I found her lying down on the sofa, still asleep. I checked the clock, 7:13 A.M. Today's the day ^0^. So I got out of bed and went towards her.
I shook her and slowly her eyes opened, "Good morning." I whispered.
She grinned, "Morning, Jurina."
Then she did the stupidest thing.
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.
.
She went back to sleep.
"Calm down, Jurina." I told myself. But it was clear as day already. I started to grabbed her arm and with all my strength I pulled her.
Her body fell down with a THUMP. "What was that for?" She said irritatingly.
Now she's awake -.-
My hands were on my hips. With my hair still messy, I demanded, "How could you forget!"
She sat up, "Forget what?"
Oh no she didn't.
"You idiot" I pointed a finger at her, "It's our first month together. Our Monthsary!"
"Monthsary?" she stifled a laugh, "That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard."
I kept a cool face, "Yes. Monthsary. It's when you and I celebrate because we've survived a month together. We could go watch a movie or something."
Rena isn't the kind of person who would do stuff like that. We're not that kind of a couple. We don't hold hands in public or anything. Our relationship is private but I know that she cares and she loves me. Well that’s what she told me. But now I'm not so sure.
Then she said, "I'd rather watch TV or eat my Melon Pan."
Arrgghh this so irritating…I then turned to leave when….
"Hey wait!"
I stopped on my tracks… then looked to her.
“Locked the door… Ok!" she winked.
*SLAM!!!*
"Whoa. She said that?" Milky asked after I told them what happened.
I nodded. I am so miserable.
"Geez! Those melon pans! She eats them like all the time, holds them with care and everything." I snapped. It was true. Even before, you wouldn't see her without a melon pan in hand. "And have you seen her closet? God. she loves those pans more than me!!"
Sasshii gave a low whistle, "Somebody's jealous…"
Milky kicked her from under the table. Then she turned to face me, "You know that's not true, Jurina-chan."
I don't even know what's true anymore.
What am I going to do?
"Revenge." Mayuyu suddenly spoke up.
“What are you talking about?”
Mayuyu was smiling at me. And the others were confused,
"You know exactly what I'm talking about, Jurina." Mayuyu said with a smile.
An idea clicked. I grinned and nodded at her.
"Perfect."
When I opened my eyes I knew that something wasn't right. I fell asleep under the shade of the Sakura tree. I've never seen Jurina since she left this morning.
Monthsary. Yeah. Right. Who celebrates occasions like that?
I yawned. That's when I felt it. One of my manga was gone and something else.
And I know who took it.
“Jurina…”
I searched for her the whole afternoon. Not in her room. Not in town. The classrooms were all locked. There was only one place left then.
I ran towards our dormitory. .. Tch. I shouldn't have given her my spare key.
"Took you long enough."
I stared at her, sitting at the edge of my bed closed to my closet.
"Where is it?" I asked her.
Jurina pointed at one of my shelves, "I just put it back." Her voice monotone. This is her angry voice. Even if she's mad, she still looks like an angel. My angel.
I sighed, "Not the damn manga. Where's my Melon Pan?"
She had an eyebrow raised, "My my, Rena. You think I stole your Melon Pan?"
I closed the door behind me. "Who else do you think?"
She smirked, like my signature look, "Just me."
"I want my melon pan back." I took a step towards her but stopped. When she pulled out something inside her pocket.
Her right hand reached out with a lighter. "We need some rules, baby." She said.
She's using my weakness against me. Oooh…This girl is good.
"This is pathetic, Jurina."
"I'll burn your closet if you don't listen." She hissed at me.
I rolled my eyes. She wouldn't do that but nonetheless I said, "The rules?"
She smiled then put the lighter aside. Then she cleared her throat, "First. Movies, every Friday night. Second. Chocolates and Flowers, one dozen. Third-"
"Are you for real?” I cut her off. “This is unbelievable. What kind of rules are those?”
She glared at me, "It's not my fault that you forgot."
I couldn't believe it, "The whole one month anniversary thing? That's why you took my food?"
"Yes." Her legs crossed.
I walked towards her, grabbing her hand and pulled her to me, "You idiot. You seriously want me to celebrate this pathetic thing?"
"No, it's not pathetic." I heard her say.
I wrapped my arms around her, "We shouldn't be counting our days, weeks, months, or even years together. I don't care about that. As long as I'm with you, that's all that matters. You said so yourself…forever is just around the corner."
She then looked at me and said, "I’m still mad you know but…" She closed her eyes and takes a deep breath. "Here." She gave me my melon pan.
"Thanks." I chuckled, "Your third rule?"
She crossed her arms, "Tell me you love me more than your melon pans."
It was silly, I thought. The things that I do for this girl. I tucked her hair behind her ear bent down and whispered, "I love you more than my stupid melon pans. More than anything else."
"Great!" Just like that she was happy. She changes her mood fast. She grabbed my wrist, "Let's go catch a movie. I heard that it’s really good!" She smiled at me, she was still the same Jurina from all those years again but now, she's stronger and more independent.
I nodded, "Hey, Jurina?"
"Yeah?"
"Happy monthsary."
She smiled and we hold hands.
I can’t help to laugh and loved her more… Now that I found my girl is jealous over a Melon Pan…
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P.S I'll still continue Memories (KojiYuu) (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=36729.msg1240300#msg1240300) so don't you guys worry :cow:
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A/N: Last Update Wow XD for now I'll give myself a break after continuous writing this past 4 weeks... di ko na u2litin toh ang sakit pla sa ulo pagsunod-sunod hehehe :sweatdrop: it's a bit rushed so please spare me :nervous
MORE PLEASE!! :hiakhiakhiak: :hiakhiakhiak: :hiakhiakhiak:
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Kissing Galore
Takahashi Kai let out a big sigh as he settled himself into his seat at the classroom. It had been a long day—if by 'long' you meant 'short' and by 'day' you meant 'hour without seeing Maeda Atsuko', which was apparently pure torment. Luckily, he'd managed to get a best view at the back of the room, of Maeda Atsuko…
Picking her nose.
Kai didn't know how Atsuko did it - well, he supposed he did have some general ideas of how picking noses worked - but to her, Atsuko made picking her nose look - of all things - elegant.
Atsuko was sitting on the other side of the room, struggling with her History essay. And Kai wanted to offer help but she knew it was safer to spy on her if he wanted to be alive. Kai watched Atsuko scratch her ear and let out a satisfied sigh.
"Kai! Finally! I was wondering if we could talk—"
"Go away."
"You see, I've got this idea —"
"Go away."
"And I think it might just work—"
"Go away."
Kai glared at his friend: Oshima Yuu who was standing directly in front of him, blocking his view of Atsuko.
"You haven't even heard my idea yet," Yuu said in response to his angry stare.
"I don't have to hear it; all your plans are terrible anyway." Kai fidgeted into his seat, but he still couldn't see Atsuko because of Yuu's strangely curvy hips.
"Seriously, dude you have hips like a woman," he complained.
Finally, Yuu parked in the opposite side. Kai rejoiced; he could now see Atsuko's face if he stretched his neck far enough in that very painful position…
"Are you busy?"
"Yes."
"No you're not," Yuu replied, unconvinced. "You're not doing anything."
"I'm sitting."
"Can your brain only handle one thing at a time?"
"Yes."
"I can smell your pants burning."
Kai frowned at his friend. "Excuse me?"
"I can smell your pants burning because they are so obviously on fire because you are so obviously lying." Yuu said as he smacked his friend's face with a book. Realizing Kai's attention was elsewhere, Yuu turned around and spotted Atsuko in the corner. "Oh, Sh*t."
"Oh, sh*t?" repeated Kai. "What do you mean oh sh*t? What's with the sh*t and the Oh and the Oh and sh*t together?"
"I just don't think stupid idly staring at her is a good idea."
Kai scorn. "It's not like she knows I'm doing it--"
"STOP STARING AT ME, TAKAHASHI! I DON'T LIKE IT!"
Atsuko slammed her History book shut and marched out of the room. Kai slowly sank back down in his seat.
"See, totally unaware." He said.
Yuu rolled his eyes. "Any who, now that you've got nothing else to look at, you can hear me out."
"I can always look at you instead."
"That’ll be creepy. And that's not looking, that's glaring and ow—you're punching me. Stop it! And stop glaring, you're scaring me. Ow. Ow. Why are you keep doing it?"
"I don't know, it amuses me," Kai shrugged. Another punch, but harder.
"Will you grow up so I can tell you my idea?"
"Can I keep punching you as you do?"
"No."
"Okay then…"
"OW! One more punch from you, Midget, and I swear you’ll never see your Mother again!"
Kai tucked his hands under his armpits.
"Your hands will smell after you do that you know," Yuu remarked. "But anyway, my idea is about raising money to go on a date with Nyannyan—"
"OH GOD," Kai let out a strangled cry and tried to smother himself into his desk. Yuu didn't understand what he was doing.
"What?" Yuu asked obliviously. "What wrong word did I say? Hands? Smell? Money? Nyannyan—?"
"That's the one!" Kai pointed at him. "OH GOD! Not her again.."
"What's wrong with Nyannyan?"
Kai removed his face on his desk to face him. "There's nothing wrong with her, there's something significantly wrong with the amount of times you've said it. I tried keeping track but I lost count after FIVE HUNDRED. Why don't you guys just marry already and have babies, huh?”
Yuu pulled a face at that. "You make it sound as though I'm obsessed with her."
"You wrote 'Yuu-chan loves Nyannyan ' on my arm."
"It washed off after a week, I don't know what you're complaining about. Anyway, out of all our friends, I decided that you-" Yuu prodded Kai in the chest "-would be the perfect candidate for my brilliant plan." He ended on a grin.
Kai stared at Yuu. "You picked me because I'm pretty, didn't you."
"Maybe," Yuu admitted. "And if all goes well, these will make my beautiful Nyannyan happy, if I do say myself and if we make a lot we can be rich."
Kai blinked at Yuu. "But I come from a wealthy family, I'm already rich—"
"Well, richer, then! Besides, my parents have disowned me so I have no source of income except selling your possessions."
"You've been selling my possessions?" Kai roared. Yuu didn't flinch.
"Did you still want those magazines under your bed?"
"What magazines are we talking about here? The box in the right or the left?"
"The One Piece magazines on the right. Why?" Yuu smirked. "What's in the left?"
"Nothing!" Kai turned pink. "Now, tell me what this plan of yours is. Are we selling our bodies for money?"
"No, we've done that already."
"We have?" Kai responded dreadfully.
"Yes! Don't you remember what happened yesterday?"
"No... Come to think of it, I can't remember anything that happened yesterday," Kai said, horrified.
"Er, yeah, best not try to remember." Yuu patted his shoulder sympathetically. "So, I was thinking…." He leaned in to whisper the idea in Kai's ear.
"No way!"
A kissing booth.
That had been Yuu's brilliant plan. He thought they were a myth because girls didn't seriously pay to kiss a boy behind a booth... did they?
"I'm not sure about this, Yuu." Kai's brow sweated in worry as he watched Yuu set up the booth on the 3rd floor hallway, whistling merrily.
"Of course you're sure," Yuu replied. "You've hooked up with girls, have you not?"
"Yes, but not ten girls one after the other! I NEED BREAKS."
"You can have breaks."
"How long?"
"Ten seconds."
"Forget it, I'm not doing this, it's weird." He started to walk away but Yuu dragged him back.
"Kaaaaiiii," Yuu whined. "Don't wimp out on me now. It's just like kissing a lot of girls at a party or something…except getting paid for it," he muttered the last
part. Kai continued to squirm, still looking terrified by the idea. "Come on Kai, Shinoda and Akimoto won't do it—"
"I wonder why," Kai grumbled.
"Plus, we make a good team, don't you think? I'm the Dark and Sexy choice to kiss, while you're…" Yuu looked Kai up and down, struggling to think of something to say next. "You're…"
"The end of this sentence better be good."
"You're reasonably ‘short’ good looking guy!" Yuu concluded with a clap of his hands. "Plus these glasses make you look smart. You're the intelligent choice."
"While you're the Dumb one."
"Yes! I'm the du—Oi!" Yuu narrowed his eyes at Kai for nearly tricking him. "I’m smarter than you, ." Yuu then spotted two girls making their way down the corridor. "Customers! Midget! To your station,." He dragged a nervous Kai behind the booth.
"Dude, I really, really don't want to do this…"
"Shut up and start pouting those lips," Yuu told him from the corner of his mouth. "Ladies!" he greeted the two approaching students with a handsome smile.
"Would you like to pay us for a kiss?"
"I'd like to pay you to get beat," one of the girls snorted with a dirty look, not stopping.
"Sorry, that's not on offer today," Yuu mumbled in disappointment. Kai snorted from behind his hand. "Wasn't expecting that reaction," Yuu sighed once the girls were out of sight. "I would have sworn the sign would have hooked them in." He pointed to the sign displaying the words: KISSING GALORE.
"You don't get it, Yuu," Kai shook his head. "Girls don't just pay for kisses like in the films, alright? They're far classier than that—"
"I'd like to buy a kiss, please!
Yuu and Kai stared at each other, before looking in all directions for the voice.
"Who said that?" Kai asked.
"Down here."
The boys leaned over the kiss booth and discovered a small girl gazing up at them.
"I'd like to buy a kiss, please!" the girl repeated. Yuu narrowed his eyes at her; she looked awfully like an elementary student...
"What year are you exactly?" he asked suspiciously.
"Second year," the girl replied boldly.
"You better not be lying now," Yuu warned her. The small girl flashed an innocent smile. Yuu remained sceptic. "So, er, who would you like, Me or Takahashi-sempai here?" He slung his arm around Kai's shoulder and Kai began to roll his eyes, thinking Yuu would automatically big himself up for the girl. "See, if I were in your…tiny, tiny little shoes," he marveled at her feet, "I would personally pick Takahashi-sempai here." Kai frowned confusedly. "Takahashi-sempai here is a marvelous kisser."
"I hate you," Kai gritted through his teeth to his friend, realizing Yuu didn't particularly want to be kissed by this girl so he was passing her onto him.
"Who do you want?" Yuu asked again, as the girl contemplated her decision in silence.
"I want…" The girl's finger swirled around before finally settling on a boy. "You."
Yuu squeaked in fear.
"Are you sure you don't want Takahashi-sempai?"
"I'm sure."
"Surely sure?"
"Surely sure."
Apprehensively, Yuu loosened the collar of his shirt, while Kai snickered.
"Well," Yuu brought out the kiss prices he'd prepared in a sheet of paper. "You have a choice of a kiss on the cheek—"
"I don't want the cheek, I want mouth and tongue," the girl demanded.
"WHAT?" Yuu cried. Kai was crackling now. "Your tongue probably hasn't fully grown yet! It's a kiss on the cheek or nothing, missy."
The girl looked clearly unsatisfied, but settled for his offer. "Fine, it'll do."
"Right." Yuu took a deep breath. To be honest, he'd expected much better customers than this. "That'll be a 1000 yen, please."
"No way, I want my kiss first! You're not conning me," the girl said.
"Alright, alright!" Yuu said, defeated. "Let's get this over with."
"Yuu," Kai whispered, "you're not actually going to do this, are you? She looks about eleven!"
Yuu really needed the money. "Think of Nyannyan on hot spring, think of Nyannyan on hot spring," he chanted repeatedly. He leaned forward, turning his cheek ready for the girl to kiss as she stood on her tiptoes. "Think of Nyannyan on hot spring, Think of Nyannyan on hot spring, Nyannyan on—mmmppph!"
The girl had decided she deserved more than a peck on the cheek and turned her head at the last second, kissing him on the mouth. Yuu’s scream was muffled against the girl's lips as he wailed his arms in hysteria, unable to escape. Kai watched in mild amusement for a few moments, until at long last pulled the girl off Yuu, who quickly started coughing for air as he regained surface.
"Thanks!" the girl giggled. She waved the boys goodbye, then ran off down the corridor.
"I think my lip is bleeding," Yuu mumbled painfully, staring after her. "Hey--HEY, WAIT! WHERE’S MY CASH! COME BACK!"
"Leave her be, Dude," Kai sighed. "You made a little girl very happy today. She might have only been sorted at the beginning of the year." He smiled wickedly.
Yuu turned pale.
"I think I'm going to be sick."
Business had been slow for the past two hours they'd been sitting bored behind their makeshift kissing booth. The price of a kiss was now slashed down to 500 yen. 500 yen for a kiss from Yuu, 100 for Kai because Yuu felt like it. Yuu had expected queues among queues of girls lining up eagerly to kiss their faces off. He was thoroughly wrong. It seemed like paying for kisses just wasn't popular these days. Since the little girl that had stolen a free kiss from Yuu, the only customer they had was the woman named Meetan who gave Yuu a tongue.
"Do you smell today or something, Dude?" Yuu asked, scraping his tongue with a toothbrush. "Why do they keep coming to me?"
Kai wasn't complaining. "I can't help it," he shrugged.
"I never imagined this being so degrading," Yuu pondered aloud, sadly. It seemed as though the kiss from Meetan had crushed his spirit. He never thought he'd french an old woman. "I can't believe we've only made 3000 yen, Kai. It's pathetic. Next person that comes down this corridor, you show them some cleavage, alright?"
"Cleavage?"
"I don't know; lift a trouser leg or something. Anything!"
Kai nodded. He would do this for Yuu. Because Haruna really meant a lot to him.
"Aha, I spot someone coming!" Yuu pointed to the distance. Kai and Yuu smiled invitingly at the potential customer until they realized…
"Oh, it's you, Shinoda," Yuu sighed.
Mario's mouth was open in amusement and bemusement. "I can't believe you agreed to this, Kai." Mario shook his head disappointedly at him. He no longer had any respect for Takahashi Kai. As for Yuu he already lost his respect since the day they’ve met.
"What can I say? I do my bit for humanity," Kai said.
Mario was incredibly bothered by the way Yuu was eyeing him.
"Hey Shinoda," Yuu started carefully, "I know this is wrong on many levels to ask, but heck, I'm desperate. Do you want a kiss?"
"I hope you're f**king joking, Oshima." Mario looked at Yuu with a huge amount of repulsion.
"Come on Mario, I need the money!" Yuu then grabbed Mario's collar and pull him forward, nose to nose. "KISS ME!"
"I'll give you the stinking money without a kiss!" Mario shouted in horror. He looked at Kai for help, but he, for some bizarre reason, had lifted up his trouser leg and was flashing him skin.
"Like what you see?" Kai said with a wink.
"I'm going to leave right now," Mario said, turning around and walking away.
"Shinoda! Oh come on, you know we're friends and we're so confident about our friendship and heterosexuality that we can kiss and not make a big deal out of it! Shinoda! Shinoda, come back! Well, at least tell others we're kissing for money, will you? Shinoda!"
When Mario finally turned a corner of the corridor and disappeared, Yuu turned back to Kai.
"Yeah, cut the leg-flashing now, dude."
"Sorry." Kai dropped his trouser leg. "Was getting in a moment."
"Well done on that, by the way."
"Thanks."
"I'm kind of creeped out right now."
"Me too."
"Out of curiosity, though, do you think he would have asked for a kiss from me or you?"
"Oh, definitely you, Yuu."
"Yeah, I thought so, too."
Meanwhile…
Atsuko had been washing her hands in the bathroom when she spotted in the mirror two of her classmates bustling behind her, both giggling. She groaned inwardly, trying to blend in with the bathroom sinks while she prayed they wouldn't notice her.
"Acchan!"
She had to work on her bathroom camouflage.
"Yes?" she answered uncertainly.
"You'll never guess what," one of them said excitedly. "You know—"
"Wait," Atsuko put up her hand, signaling for her to stop. "If we're going to be gossiping in the bathroom, may I remind you that it makes me very uncomfortable…"
"But that's what we do," they chorused.
Atsuko sighed tiredly in response. "Look, I'm sorry, but your gossip doesn't interest me—"
"It's about Takahashi Kai!" one of them sung.
Atsuko contemplated her answer for a moment. "Alright, spill," she gave in, coming closer to listen.
"Akicha and I just saw Takahashi Kai and Oshima Yuu with a kissing booth," the dark-haired girl named Kuramochi said.
Atsuko's eyes burst out of her head. "You've got to be kissing—I mean, kidding me! Where are they?"
"Ooo, Acchan wants to get in on the action?"
"I do not!" Atsuko yelled as her cheeks turns red. "I'm the student council president. It's my responsibility to shut repulsive things like that down for the sake of our School." However, the two classmates weren't listening to her anymore, continuing back to gossiping.
"I heard that a girl named Yukirin got a kiss from Takahashi Kai and he wouldn't pull her off!" the one called Akicha said, making the other girl gasp.
Atsuko clenched her fists. "Where are they?"
"Sorry?" Akicha answered distractedly.
"I said where ARE they," Atsuko hissed ferociously again.
"In the 3rd floor main building," they squeaked, cowering at her.
"Thanks." Atsuko rolled up her sleeves and marched out of the toilet.
"I'm bored," Kai complained, resting his chin on the palm of his hand. "Can I go now? The grand total of two customers has proved that you are the preferred choice to kiss."
"You're not leaving, I need you for emotional support," Yuu replied. He noticed three girls making their way down the corridor and elbowed Kai keenly in the stomach. "Looks like things are looking up. Customers! And good-looking ones, too!" He started smoothing down his hair.
Kai looked up from the floor and spotted the girls, three 3rd years, rather attractive-looking. He straightened up a bit, coming to attention.
"Hello there," Yuu greeted them with a flirtatious smile. He guessed that the girl in front was the leader of the group named Itano Tomomi; she looked the best looking and the most confident. “1000 yen for a kiss?"
"Make it 10," the girl replied, resting her elbows on the kiss booth.
"Wooow," Yuu commented in delight. "You're my kind of customer! So, who do you want? Me, kissing extraordinaire," he bragged, "or my pal Kai here." He pointed briefly to Kai but kept all his attention all her.
"I think I'll have… I think I'll have the one with the glasses."
Yuu and Kai’s mouths hit the floor.
"KAI?" Yuu yelled.
"Kai?" Takahashi Kai also yelled in surprise.
"Yep." The girl dropped her money on the table and motioned Kai to draw closer. "Come on, then." She parted her mouth a little and Kai squeaked in fear.
"Actually," he started shrilly, "I don't think I can do this—mrrrrfphhh."
Tomomi then grabbed him by the collar and pressed her lips to his. At first, Kai was startled by it all, the idea of kissing someone you don't know, the idea of kissing a stranger for money, the idea of kissing someone who isn't Maeda Atsuko. It wasn't long before he got lost in the kiss, letting off various mental ooooo's and aaaaah's and hmmm this isn't too bad's. It was an impressed wolf whistle from Yuu that made him crash back to reality as Tomomi pulled away from him at last.
"Enjoy?" Tomomi asked.
A blush crept up Kai’s neck. "Well—w-wow, really, that was quite—"
His sight hovered over the girl's shoulder and he spotted a familiar face…
"Atsuko?"
Atsuko’s face was white as she stared openmouthed at Kai, then at the girl named Tomomi who had kissed him who appeared to be gloating with her eyes. Kai tried to search for a sign of understanding in Atsuko's face, that he was sorry, and he hadn't initiated the kiss - but it was no use. Her look of hurt showed she couldn't even begin to comprehend what he'd done. Her face twisted in anger, and she turned on her heel and ran.
"Atsuko!" Kai climbed over the table of the kiss booth and crashed to the floor. Stumbling to his feet, he ran down the corridor after her. "ATSUKO!"
"Oh No," Yuu commented to the girls as they stared at the display. "Well, the show must go on. Next!" He slapped the table, expecting a kiss from the other two.
"OSHIMA YUU!"
"Uh oh." He spun around and met one of his Sensei with her hands on her hips, furious. "Sensei! How are you?"
"What is the meaning of this?" She picked up the sign and read aloud, "Kissing galore?"
"Ah, well, you see…1000 yen for a kiss?"
His Sensei glowered at him.
"It's for charity?"
"My office, now."
"Yes, sensei."
"Atsuko!" Kai chased her down the corridor. "Atsuko, will you hold up!" he yelled, beginning to get angry. She then finally stopped and whipped round. Kai drew in a small gasp.
"I don't get it," he said quietly, studying her face. "Why are you crying?"
Atsuko looked down at her feet as she answered truthfully, "I don't know."
Stepping forward, Kai mustered up the courage to wipe away the tears on her cheeks with his thumb at a risk of her pushing him away. But she didn't. He didn't think she'd ever speak to him again, until she did.
"Did you like it?"
"What?" Kai whispered in response.
"Did you like it?" Atsuko asked again, avoiding his eyes. "That kiss back there with that Itano girl?"
Kai knew his answer was important. He couldn't screw it up.
"Maybe," he shrugged lamely. "It was kind of nice."
He knew he'd said the wrong thing.
"You idiot," she hissed, .
"What?" Kai barked.
"That's not what you're supposed to say," Atsuko snapped at him.
"I'm sorry, but what the hell is going on here? Why are you even upset? I'm the one who likes you, remember?" Kai paused. "Remember?"
It looked like Atsuko was about to say something but she held back, biting her lip.
"Prove me wrong," Kai said suddenly. He took her hands in his.. "Prove me wrong, that the kiss back there isn't the best kiss I'll ever experience—"
Atsuko slapped him hard across the face, so much that his head turned completely to one side. Kai felt his cheek burn.
"I don't have to prove anything to you, you insensitive jerk."
She practically threw his hands out of hers and sprinted down the corridor, while Kai clutched his cheek and thought: idiot.
Atsuko sat in the empty Library with her head in her hands. The incident with Kai had happened at least a few hours ago and she had thought of nothing but him. She'd tried studying to keep her mind off things, but it was no use, and she slammed her textbook shut and shoved it off the table in frustration.
"Maeda-san?"
She looked up from the floor and spotted Matsui Jun standing shyly in front of her. Kindly, he put her book back on the table and she thanked him in embarrassment.
"What is it?" she asked concernedly. Jun rarely spoke to her. It must have been important.
"Have you seen Takahashi-san? None of us can find him and it's almost curfew. Yuu said he hasn't seen him since he, um, chased after you."
Atsuko's stomach filled with dread. "Don't worry, Jun." She got up from her seat. "I'll go get him."
"What are you doing?"
Atsuko had been right about her thinking of where Kai was. It was dark, only a small amount of moonlight streaking through the windows of their School. Kai hadn't moved from the same corridor they had argued in, still in the same place, his head even turned to the right from the position she had slapped him earlier. He was no longer holding his cheek. It still looked red.
"Have you just been standing here the whole time?" Atsuko sputtered.
"Pretty much," he mumbled shamefully. At least he'd turned his head now, but Atsuko found it difficult to look him in the eye.
"I'm sorry for slapping you; I was out of line—"
"Nah, pretty much deserved it." His voice was croaky and hoarse. Atsuko figured he was still in shock from the slap, though it had been at least six hours. "I'm sorry," he said.
Atsuko didn't understand why he was apologizing. He'd only kissed a girl, yet that had infuriated her to no end. She wasn't supposed to be angry; she was supposed to feel nothing.
"I don't think I can prove you wrong," she said finally. "That kiss you had earlier from Itano-san... I'm not sure if I could do better. My God, you'll probably marry her one day." She smiled painfully at him. "Guys like you marry girls like her."
"What do you mean by that?" Kai asked sadly.
"Rich guys marries a Rich girl, right?"
Kai couldn't believe his ears. "I can't believe you would ever say something like that."
"I can't believe I would ever be jealous of you kissing another girl," Atsuko said, and Kai sighed and cupped her face in his hands.
"I'd rather marry a homeless than that girl," Kai joked, then added seriously, "I'd rather marry you." He stroked her face. "It's always been you. You're the only girl I've ever wanted to be with, and you always will be."
Atsuko just looked up at him with her twinkling eyes, until she said breathlessly, "Kiss me."
Kai kissed her in the dark. The second his lips touched hers, Kai made a noise at the back of his throat and had to hold onto the nearest bit of wall for support. His kiss with Atsuko blew the kiss with the paying customer entirely out of the water. From that day onward, he would kiss her everyday. He'd kiss her every hour. Hell, he'd kiss her every minute. Seconds went too far. As he'd told Yuu: he did need his breaks. He didn't want the kiss to end, but it did. Still, they remained wrapped up in each other's arms.
"Wow. Just…wow." Kai needed a moment to get his breath back; for his mind to wrap around what just happened. "That was amazing, Acchan. You definitely proved me wrong."
Atsuko blushed hard. "Yeah?" she replied shyly, pleased she hadn't disappointed him.
"Yeah." He laced her fingers with his and kissed her hand, and she giggled, and then let out a groan, because she sounded like the girls who gossiped in the toilets.
"So, where's my cash?"
"Don't push your luck, mister."
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