Disclaimer: You know how it goes… I don't own Rival Schools, Project
Justice or the characters therein… blah, blah, blah… Yuri warning. If
this bothers you go back and pick another story.
Dreams
By
NinjaNao
I watch her when she thinks nobody is watching, but not in her most private of moments. I respect her too much to do that. She is so insecure, so unsure of herself, so shy here at school. When she is not at school she becomes another person entirely, donning her motorcycle gear. The shy insecure girl becomes a strong confident kung-fu rider.
I feel privileged to be considered one of her friends now. I remember the day she came to me for help in finding her brother. As shy as she can be sometimes, it isn't easy for her to make friends. I know I must scare her sometimes.
Friends have not always been easy for me to come by either. Sure I have hundreds of followers that will tell you that they are my friends but they are just that. Followers. She is my friend. But I also want something more… something I know that I cannot have.
She has a boyfriend. I have watched him as well. That is what I am doing now. He is waiting. Waiting for her. He grows anxious. He is early. I followed him yesterday. He went shopping. He purchased a ring for her. Tonight I fear that she will be lost to me… not that she ever belonged to me in the first place.
A motorcycle rumbles nearby. She's here. She approaches him unzipping her leather-riding jacket. She is so sweet apologizing to him for keeping him waiting. He brushes her off telling her that it's okay as he gestures for her to sit down next to him.
She obeys and smiles shyly. He leans in closer and kisses her tenderly on the cheek. She blushes slightly. She is so beautiful and cute when she does that. He lifts her head up to meet her eyes and smiles. He kisses her gently at first. She doesn't resist. As their lips part, he moves his hand beneath her jacket to cup her breast. She groans and melts into his embrace. Their kiss grows more passionate.
I turn away. I cannot watch them any longer, nor will I ever again. I walk away into the darkness.
My eyes begin to burn. I cannot see and take a seat beneath a tree. The tears flow freely down my cheeks.
"I told him 'no'. " a shy quiet voice behind me replies.
I feel the presence of a warm body behind me, and a gentle breath against my ear. An arm wraps around my waist and a hand tenderly teases me just below my breast. I try to remember to breathe.
"Hime-chan," the shy quiet voice asks, "do you dream of the same things that I do?"
I choke back my tears and turn to look at her shyly smiling at me.
"Akira…"
Dreams
By
NinjaNao
I watch her when she thinks nobody is watching, but not in her most private of moments. I respect her too much to do that. She is so insecure, so unsure of herself, so shy here at school. When she is not at school she becomes another person entirely, donning her motorcycle gear. The shy insecure girl becomes a strong confident kung-fu rider.
I feel privileged to be considered one of her friends now. I remember the day she came to me for help in finding her brother. As shy as she can be sometimes, it isn't easy for her to make friends. I know I must scare her sometimes.
Friends have not always been easy for me to come by either. Sure I have hundreds of followers that will tell you that they are my friends but they are just that. Followers. She is my friend. But I also want something more… something I know that I cannot have.
She has a boyfriend. I have watched him as well. That is what I am doing now. He is waiting. Waiting for her. He grows anxious. He is early. I followed him yesterday. He went shopping. He purchased a ring for her. Tonight I fear that she will be lost to me… not that she ever belonged to me in the first place.
A motorcycle rumbles nearby. She's here. She approaches him unzipping her leather-riding jacket. She is so sweet apologizing to him for keeping him waiting. He brushes her off telling her that it's okay as he gestures for her to sit down next to him.
She obeys and smiles shyly. He leans in closer and kisses her tenderly on the cheek. She blushes slightly. She is so beautiful and cute when she does that. He lifts her head up to meet her eyes and smiles. He kisses her gently at first. She doesn't resist. As their lips part, he moves his hand beneath her jacket to cup her breast. She groans and melts into his embrace. Their kiss grows more passionate.
I turn away. I cannot watch them any longer, nor will I ever again. I walk away into the darkness.
My eyes begin to burn. I cannot see and take a seat beneath a tree. The tears flow freely down my cheeks.
"I told him 'no'. " a shy quiet voice behind me replies.
I feel the presence of a warm body behind me, and a gentle breath against my ear. An arm wraps around my waist and a hand tenderly teases me just below my breast. I try to remember to breathe.
"Hime-chan," the shy quiet voice asks, "do you dream of the same things that I do?"
I choke back my tears and turn to look at her shyly smiling at me.
"Akira…"