@ringo-hime: Thank you!

@anuskyna: Glad you thought it was so hot.

@JFC: Domo for helping me force ppl to read instead of mooching off your awesome comments.

My original intent, well, that was kind of a mess.

Probably not gonna happen b/c I don't really feel like it.
@Hammy: Hey, no one's forcing you to choose, right?
@Nee-chan: I'm not even kidding when I say that I'm reaaaaaaally happy that you're satisfied. Hey, just cuz I've begun to master the art of perv writing, doesn't mean you're off the hook.

I also feel bad for Miki.

Can't say it would feel nice to have someone only want you for physical reasons but in a way, she's using Gaki to get back her past. Kinda.

I love all of Miki's dialogue too, makes it nice and

My original story had Miki getting up and calling Eri to get some tissues for "cleaning up" with Eri accidentally seeing a little too much, but I didn't feel like that story was right for what I was going for.

FujiGaki is fun, something different for a change.
This next fic came to me when I was washing my hands with lemon-scented soap.

You will know what I mean once you read it. Sorry it's so short, I've been so good with writing longer stuff lately.

It was written in like 30 minutes so please ignore any grammatical errors and/or plot holes.

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Bath TimeNiigaki Risa walked into the kitchen of her apartment, bare feet cruising across the tiled floor to the sink. She stopped in front of the vessel, glancing with disdain at the pile-up of dirty dishes. “Oh well, they can wait a little longer”, she thought to herself as she turned on the water.
Quickly running her sticky hands under the cold stream, she reached for the bottle of soap on the counter. She pressed on the top with her left hand, catching the little pile of foamy bubbles in her right. The scent of lemon filled her nose, reminding her of that day in the bath…
They were so dirty that day. Sweat dripped from their pores as they tumbled straight from the doorway to the bathroom. Damp clothing fell off their bodies and warm water caressed their curves.Risa rubbed the soap between her palms, unleashing more of the clean scent.
“Gaki-san”, her voice was fluid and cool, with just a hint of lust, “let me wash your back.” The younger girl knew she wouldn’t stop there. She could hear the plastic bottle squish in the other’s grasp, releasing the fragrant lemon soap onto the soft pink sponge. She nearly let out a moan as her back was gently stroked, painting her skin with bubbly stripes. The girl flicked the tops of her hands under the now tepid water and lathered them up as well.
Once her back was thoroughly soapy, the hands moved up and coated her arms and shoulders. Risa shuddered as a pair of flushed lips pressed against her neck, followed by the sudsy sponge. “Feel good?”, the voice chuckled into her ear before licking it sensually. She could only nod, not trusting herself to speak. “Good”, the other purred in a tone that made Risa blush.
The foggy mirror was graced with a sweaty handprint just minutes later.“Gaki-san”, that same voice called, “What’s taking so long?”
The aforementioned girl stopped reminiscing and quickly washed the bubbles from her hands. She shook the water from them and dried them on the polka-dotted dish towel hanging nearby.
“Hey, Ai-chan”, she grinned, leaving the lemon scent behind and entering the living room where her girlfriend sat, “Wanna take a bath?”
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*giggles and runs away*