Introduction: Hellooo everybody. This is my attempt to make a good story with the anime Keijo. I really like it. I've watched the anime and read the manga. Nozomi is my favorite. She reminds me of Goku; carefree, determined, childish at times, and always look for a challenge. Kyoko for some reason give me a Saitama like feel. This anime is very underrated.
FYI: This is my very first OC. So I hope you enjoy my efforts. 😳
Disclaimer: I do not own Keijo. The credit goes to Daichi Sorayami.
Warning: There will be sexual themes and explicit descriptions. So youve been warned. 😇
Akari Fujikura's Road to Becoming a Goketsu
" Akari, Have you figured out which scholarship you want?"
Akari swinging her legs as she lays on her bed with her chin in her hands " You know what my choice is."
" But you have so many other choices and not to mention you haven't ever played that sport before. Why will you sacrifice all these oppurtunities."
Her father, Sora Fujikura, sitting on his daughter bed as multiple athletic scholarships are set in the space between them; softball, volleyball, gymnastics, track and field, and mui thai. Shes currently a red belt in mui thai.
"Daddy..." she lifts up and sit criss cross apple sauce style, grabbing on to her ankles " You know why. Misaki Rindou permently injured my mum. How do you expect me to just let that go?"
Sora sighs. " But she told you its ok. She knew the risk of a challenging a Gokestu-"
Suddenly Akari phones vibrates so she looks at it and smiles, showing dimples.
Perfect timing. She thought. " Basara text me, daddy. Hes outisde."
" Hes giving you a massage again?"
She nods.
" Ok. You ask him to-" the door bell rang but her dad continued talking " massage you every weekend. Are you sure thats all hes doing to you?"
" Yes, daddy."
Thats all he does when we're here but at his parents house...
Sora stand to his feet and head to her door" Give it some thought Akari."
"Yeah, I will."
Her dad leaves and close the door leaving her to the thoughts roaming around her head.
Her name is Akari Fujikura and shes 18 years old. Well turning 18 in a couple months and she is the most gifted athletic you can find. She can be reference to a boss on a game that you cant beat. Every sport she played in all she knew was being a winner. Her notoriety grew quick after she defeated all the top girls in their respected sport. With ease. She even beat some guys in track and field. Much to their discomfort. In high school she was dubbed The Super Girl With Sparkling Hair because she have long and soft galaxy blue coloured hair.
Her body is aching from her mui thai practice today. Out of all the sports she dominated in Mui Thai is her favorite.
It wasnt long until the most amazing guy entered into her room with a grin and cracks the door.
Basara throw his duffel bag somewhere by the door. " Wow. Look at you."
Akari is laying on her tummy with her ankles locked in the air giving him a clear view of her private area " hehe. I know how much you love seeing me in booty shorts so."
She's wearing an outfit so skimpy and revealing she wouldn't dare walk outside in this; pure white tank top that stop just above her belly button, lime green booty shorts so small it's not even covering any thing. Most if not all of her butt is showing and her white panties. the only thing the shorts are doing is giving her a wedgie, and a pair of mismatched ankle socks because she couldn't find the matched pair in her dresser. One is blue with different coloured stars all over while the other is solid lime green.
Akari spread her legs even more than they were so he can get between them then lock her ankles again.
" Do you want a Basara style or regular."
She blushes " Regular. My parents might come."
Basara rub his hands in baby oil that he got from his duffel bag " Alright. But I can't get enough of you." He trail his long fingers up the entire length of her spine " You have the perfect beach body."
" Thank you babe." She drop her legs, relaxing completely as her boyfriend move his big yet gentle hands all over her back.
Basara Kameāloha is his full name. Hes from Japan like she is but unlike her he's not a full blood Japanese. His parents are from Hawaii and moved here for vacation. It was very nice of them to give Basara a Japanese name in respect of him being born here. So Basara is Japanese, he just don't look like a stereotypical Japanese person. He have gorgeous dark olive skin that she is quite jealous about. She's damn near pale but he like it so she doesn't care about it too much anymore. Shoulder length wavy black hair brown eyes, and the body of American football player wide receiver: tall, slim in appearance but extraordinary fit and much bigger than you'd think. His eyebrows are arched too which give him a very intense and intemadating look. Like Jin from Street Fighters.
Akari can remember when they were in the first year of high school all the girls in their class wanted to get with him. But they lucked out because her parents were and still is good friends with his parents so she got to make him hers first.
Basara reach to her collarbones " So are you serious about joining Keijo?"
She moans when he reached her neck, "Yes. Misaki Rindou hurt my mum. She havent healed from it since. I will kick her ass in her own sport."
He move his hands down to her waist and continue massaging " alright. I was going to get a job in Keijo as well. That sport is slowly rising up in the ranks. It's creeping pass football. "
She look at him from the corner of her eye " yeah. You want to see women in bikinis smacking their ass and boobs together live."
" No. No. " He answers quickly, lean down and kiss her neck sending chills down her body "You know I like construction and I want to know how they build the lands. They all are unique and different."
" Ok "
" You know the only woman i want is you."
He proceeds to massage her entire body with such care that she was slowly drifting to sleep but immediately jolt back to life when she felt his tongue trace up the side of neck and with one finger he rubbs her pussy.
"mmmm... Basara " whispers getting kissed on the neck sqirming beneath him " They-They might c-come in. Remeber our rule." But the more he touch her the more their promise of not having sex while inside her house began to dwindle out her mind. Especially when he touch her inner thighs giving her very intense tingles.
Akari was low key disappointed when he lifted up and she unintentionally whimpers in complaint.. With the help of the shorts she could feel all his penis on her butt when he was basically laying on her but of course not with all his weight. The bloke weigh 90 kilos.
Basara giggles and stands to his feet " We'll continue this another time. Lets go. The road to being the best Keijo player awaits."
laying down on her tummy looking up at him without blinking, Akari will hold that to him. He better not forget. " Ok, but i dont really care about being the best keijo player. I just want to get even."