Ah, yes the true horror of riding jetski's, the events in the last chapter were based on an experience that actually happened to me. the first time I ever fell off a jekski I didn't know how to get back on. I was so scared because I was far from shore and I just couldn't seem to figure out, luckily my older cousin saw me out in the ocean and came to check on me. The secret to getting back on is to lift yourself from the back, using both feet at the same time, and hanging onto the front of the seat and not the handle that's on the rear...just wanted to share that with you guys.
kazitakato:
again another monkey wrench for the unexpected.
*wings shifts though the large box of monkey wrenches by her desk* well I gotta do something with them...
strawb3rrykream : well that's because no matter how much they bicker they still make a really great team.
katatsumuri:
OUCH~ I'm surprised they don't see universe when their heads collide
lol, if they did see the universal all they would discover is what Rika has suspected for years, the world really does revolve around her
sweeety:
Meanwhile Rika doesn't even want Yoshi anymore. She's only doing it to help Miki
oooo~ its like a forshadowing...very perceptive...b/t/w hope the pandas feel better...
kRisZ: and I never get tired of hearing it~
Amarghetta: Aw, even though you didn't have time you still left me a comment...that's so sweet
Fushigidane: lol, no worries. I still know what you meant
Chapter 15As it turns out Miki was right and there was only one place nearby that was sponsoring dancing tonight, it was an upscale place just a block from the hotel. There was a problem though, the dance was couples only and you had to be dressed up in 1950’s big band attire to attend. It was a little to late to get clothes like that seeing as how all the rental shops would be closed by now, so Miki made the suggestion that they should just head over and see if there is a way to sneak in.
Once they got to the place it was pretty obvious it would be nearly impossible to break in. There were several people going in and a bouncer at the door making sure everyone was a couple and in dress code.
“What’s with the security?” Miki muttered angrily. “This isn’t a New York City club…”
Rika shrugged and was a little memorized at all the beautifully dressed people trying to enter, she suddenly grabbed Miki’s arm. “Wait! Isn’t that Ai-chan and Nigaki?”
Miki couldn’t believe it but sure enough Ai-chan dressed as a guy was accompanied by Risa who was dressed as a girl. “The hell…?” Miki muttered. She watched as the two of them approached the bouncer, he gave them a once over and quirked an eyebrow, but nevertheless gestured them inside. Miki patted Rika’s shoulder and pointed, “Let’s go though that alleyway, since we can’t go in the front, maybe we can find an employee entrance in the back or something.”
Rika nodded. “Sounds good.”
The two headed over to the side of the building, but what they saw made them pause. There, leaning against the wall was a couple in the throes of passion. Bodies pressed close together, hands exploring, and lips eagerly tasting each other. That alone wasn’t shocking but the fact that it was someone they knew…
“Ayumi!?” Rika gasped, recognizing her best friend right away, even in the suit and tie she was wearing.
The two kissers parted and looked at the interrupters in surprise.
“Oh, Rika…” Shibata stated awkwardly. “So you made it, huh?”
Rika gaped wordlessly not sure what to say…Shibata and Aya…really?
Miki gave Aya a half lidded glare. “More friendship tongue?”
“Miki…” Aya ran the pad of her thumb across her lips, removing the excess moisture there. “What are you doing here…I thought you were going to the island to stop Yossy’s date…” Unbeknownst to the soloist, Shibata winced behind her. Aparently Aya had yet to be told about Shibata blabbing to Rika.
Miki grew angry and charged her friend grabbing Aya’s shoulders and pushing her back against the wall. “How could you Aya?!” Miki asked with venom laced in her voice. “How could you play with my emotions like that?!”
“Miki wait!” Shibata ran over and grabbed the raging girls arm hoping to calm her. “Calm down and we’ll explain everything, alright?”
“Back off, Ayumi! This is between me and the backstabber!” Miki jerked her arm and effectively shoved Shibata away, a little too roughly, and she ended up toppling, luckily Rika was there to catch her.
“Miki!” Rika gasped out horrified.
Watching Shibata almost kiss the concrete, it was Aya’s turn to be angry. She shoved at Miki’s shoulders making the other back off. “How dare you lash out at me for your own problems!!”
“Are you kidding me?! It is your fault! I believed you, Aya!” Miki’s face became tortured. “I really believed you…” Miki whimpered weakly. “I really thought that Rika…about me…” Miki winced. “I thought you were my friend.”
“I am you friend! That’s why I did it!”
Miki shook her head, her eyes squeezed shut. “No…friends don’t do things that will break their friend’s heart.”
Silence filled the alley, the only sound being the people passing, out of sight, by the opening of the alley.
Aya knew it was time to lay the cards on the table. “The only one causing you anguish is you. If you want her, you need to tell her,” Aya peaked out the corner of her eye to glance at Rika who was hugging Ayumi and looking very nervous about what was happening between the two best friends. “Truthfully, my game this morning shouldn’t have even affected you, but because you haven’t been honest about your feelings, we were able to take advantage of you. I’m sorry that you got hurt Tan, but you needed to be shaken…”
“Shaken…” Miki thought about how it felt when Rika had disappeared into the ocean and Miki thought she was not going to come back up, and how it hurt to realize that Rika didn’t like her after all. “…is that what you call it? Well, let me tell you something…the next time you feel like playing cupid and interfering in my life…don’t…” Miki’s hands fell from Aya’s shoulders, it appeared that the worse part of her anger had dissipated and in it’s place was a great sadness.
Rika felt an ache rise painfully in her chest, Miki looked so pitiful. Even though it hurt and even though it went against what she wanted for herself. Rika knew what she had to do. Striding forward she grabbed Miki’s arm and yanked her around. “Don’t give up, Miki! Yossy’s still in there, you still have a chance!”
Miki blinked at her. “What?”
Tears sprang into Rika’s eyes. “I can see now how much you really love her…and…I’m going to help you get her. You just need to talk to her! Tell her everything! Tell her how you feel! If she doesn’t except you then…she’s a fool!”
Miki’s own eyes filled with tears. “Rika…”
“Hate to burst your bubble, Rika-chan,” Murmured Shibata. “but it’ll be pretty hard to get your hands on any suits this late in the evening, every place is already closed.”
Rika smirked and stalked purposely toward her friend with cat like grace. “Gee, if only I could run into someone who’s about my size and height…” Rika reached out and plucked off Shibata’s hat, placing it on her own head. “…but where oh where can I find someone like that?”
Ayumi chuckled ruefully. “Alright already, you don’t have to spell things out for me.” She began to puck at the buttons on her coat releasing them.
Miki gave Aya a pointed look and let her gaze drift over Aya’s dress.
Aya sighed and began to pull off her own clothes. “This is so dumb,” She muttered as striped to her underwear and handed Miki her dress and receiving Miki’s clothes in return. “I can’t believe you’re going to still play at going after Yossy.”
“I have to know,” Miki murmured back. “I have to know if I still love her.”
“You’re an idiot.”
“Probably am.”
Rika walked over wearing the suit, her eyes focused on her hands trying to fasten the tie. “You ready, Miki?” She asked obviously preoccupied.
“Hm…Ready to get this over with.” Miki stated as she walked over and gently pushed Rika’s hands out of the way to skillfully fasten the tie herself.
Miki and Rika had no trouble getting past the guard in their new outfits and soon where inside the crowded high end dance club and they were amazed at just how many of the project girls were there.
“Isn’t that Yuko and Kei?” Rika asked pointing over to a couple standing next to the punch bowl.
“Is she doing what I think she’s doing…” Miki muttered exasperated as she watched the H!P leader pour something into the punch bowl before taking a swig from the tin flask herself. Kei-chan was watching the dancers and seemed oblivious at what her ‘date’ was up to.
Rika turned her attention to scanning the room and trying to spot Yossy, the problem was that there were just too many suits in there and none looked like Yocchan. “I don’t see her.” Rika muttered.
Miki’s eyes also scanned the room and she too couldn’t see any sign of Yossy in any of the suits, “Damn. This is going to be harder than I thought.”
“We need to get down on the dance floor, maybe we can spot her if we’re closer to the crowd.” Rika grabbed Miki’s hand and began to walk toward the stairs that would lead down to the dancers.
Konno leaned on the railing lining the small veranda of the dance club. It was nice feeling the cool evening air whip though her hair and over her heated skin. The upbeat dancing had been a lot of fun, although she ended up dancing with everyone but Yossy, since she was still trying to keep the relationship a secret. It was so dark out and the sky glittered with amazing views of the night sky, plus the moon was so brilliant and casted shimmery reflections over the gently swaying surf…it was all so beautiful, and quiet, it was nice being out here alone…well…she glanced over at Yossy who was leaning on the railing next to her…almost alone. Yossy had dragged her out here, complaining that she was sick of watching Konno dance with the other girls and not with her. She smiled affectionately at the girl standing next to her.
Yossy seemed to sense the attention, because she turned as well to meet Konno’s gaze. Smirking happily, Yossy leaned casually on an elbow, and reached out a hand to tilt the hat a bit, preferring the off-centered look. “Were you embarrassed at being the guy?” Yossy asked playfully.
Konno shook her head grinning, “No, were you embarrassed at being the girl?”
Yossy slowly shook her head but crumpled dejectedly “Yes…” she bemoaned.
Konno laughed and moved closer slipping an arm around Yossy’s waist. “Would it help if I said you look great in that dress?”
Yossy peeked at Konno from the corner of her eye. “maybe…” she pouted.
“Oy, oy, fishing for compliments, eh?” Konno teased. Standing on her tiptoes she was just able to land a feather light kiss next to Yossy’s ear and staying in that position she murmured, “You…” another kiss. “…look absolutely…” this next kiss was on Yossy’s cheek. “…a.ma.zing…” her last kiss pressing against the corner of Yossy’s mouth.
Yossy let out a shuddery breath and turned to take those lips and explore them. She pulled Konno into her arms, drawling her in for a consuming kiss that she quickly deepened.
Konno melted willingly into Yossy’s arms, she mind swimming in bliss and her surroundings melting into oblivion.
Yossy wasn’t quite so oblivious and was on a bit of a mission, carefully and slowly she let her hand drift downward from Konno’s back to her hip, and then she pushed her hand under Konno’s coat. Once her hand had reached the rough edge of Konno’s belt, she began to gather the material of the white tucked in shirt to gently start to pull it out. Soon a small little hole of separation was created and Yossy was able to slip her fingers inside, marveling at the warm, smooth skin under her fingertips. Her hand roamed upward, untucking the shirt as it went.
Konno jerked and gasped against Yossy’s mouth when she felt the other girl’s fingers drift acroww her ribs. She tensed and backed away slightly, her cheeks flaming.
Yossy watched Konno’s reaction with trepidation and wondered if she had gone too far. She began to retract her hand, but started in surprise when Konno suddenly grasped her wrist keeping the hand from retreating. Yossy looked questioningly down at her girlfriend who was currently looking over her shoulder toward the glass door that led back inside to the dance floor.
Once Konno felt satisfied that there didn’t appear to be anyone showing signs of walking in on them, she maneuvered backwards through the shadows into the corner, where the wall met the end of the railing. Then looking up shyly at Yossy, she released the other girl’s wrist and angled her head to invite another kiss.
Yossy was quick on the uptake and was more than happy to except the invitation. Her mouth met Konno’s hungrily and her hand returned to its slow upward crawl, enjoying the sensation of Konno’s muscles dancing underneath her fingertips as they roamed toward their destination. Yossy moved her mouth to kiss Konno’s cheek and trail soothing kisses along her jaw, wanting to reassure the girl trembling in her arms. She heard Konno whimper as her fingers made contact with the lacy material of the younger girl’s bra. She began to gently nibble on Konno’s ear as she moved those fingers over the curve of Konno’s chest, trailing lightly over the sensitive tightening bud hidden underneath the small barrier of cloth.
“Yossy…” Konno whispered heatedly, her fingernails digging into Yossy’s shoulders as fluttery sparks of pleasure pierced though her stomach.
Yossy didn’t stop the gentle sucking of Konno’s ear lobe as she cupped the heavy swell of breast in her hand, squeezing over the bra and quickly growing tired of the lacy barrier. Hooking her thumb into the bottom part of the material, she began to lift it upward.
“Ya see, kids? That’s how a pro gets it done, nibble the ear and she’ll let you put your hands anywhere...”
Yossy groaned at the intrusive voice while Konno pulled away horrified. Yossy turned to glare at Yui who was standing a few feet away flanked by blushing Koharu and Eri. Koharu was watching the events unfolding with upmost attention while Eri quietly excused herself and made a hasty exit back to the dance floor. The others were unconcerned with her departure and didn’t even seem to notice she had left.
“Seriously,” Yossy glowered at the interloper. “You have the worst timing.”
The busty girl smirked tauntingly, her eyes moving back and forth from Yossy to Konno and back again. “So your victim this time is Konno, eh? Weird, and here I thought you had given up your playgirl ways a long time ago…”
“Yui did you actually have a purpose to come out here, or did you just want to look for a fight.” Yossy interrupted, not wanting to be reminded of what her past was like.
“Weeell, I had come to tell Konno that the targets have just walked in the door, but now,” Yui sashayed forward and plucked playfully at Yossy’s shoulder strap. “I just want to take a number.”
Yossy pushed Yui’s hand away. “I have changed my ways.” Yossy stated. “I don’t play around anymore. I’ m exclusive…” She hooked an arm around Konno’s shoulder pulling her close. “…We’re exclusive.”
“No way…” Whispered Koharu.
Yui quirked an eyebrow at the blushing Konno looking to her for verification, “Is this the truth?”
Konno had been trying to keep her relationship with Yossy a secret, but seeing Yui put the moves on Yossy, really pissed her off. Wrapping her arms around Yossy’s waist possessively, she gave Yui a piercing glare. “Yes, and now that you know, I’d appreciate it if you kept your hands to yourself.”
Yui smiled and raised her hands placatingly, “okay, okay, I surrender.”
Konno looked up to see that Yossy was grinning down at her with such happiness. “What?”
“Its just…this is the first time I’ve seen your jealous face and…it’s cute.” Yossy said pleasantly. “So now that the cat is out of the bag, does this mean we can finally tell everyone what’s going on between us?”
Konno looked over at Yui who was hanging on every word. “Well I guess it can’t be helped, Aya and Shibata are one thing, but if the worst gossiper…”
“Rika-chan.” Yui reminded.
“…second worst gossiper In all of H!P knows than soon everyone will.”
“And I know too!” Koharu chimed in pointlessly. She was promptly ignored.
Meanwhile, back inside Eri walked through the throng of people determinedly. She was on a mission to find Rika as soon as possible. It was time to prove to her sempai that she was a useful asset as a mole. Nothing could distract her from this important task…wait…is that punch? Correction, she would have some punch first and then find Rika and tell her about Yossy and Konno. She noticed the buffet table on the far end of the room and changed her plans again. Okay, punch, cheese, and then Rika…Oh yeah, Kamei Eri is totally on top of things.
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