CHAPTER 1: The Midnight Visitor
"Chizuru…" A husky voice whispered in her ear. He was holding her; gently lifting up her fragile body. It was a few minutes past midnight. And in the quiet of Chizuru's room were two bodies locked in a tight embrace.
Disoriented and feeling half-awake, Chizuru slowly tried to open her eyes. The blurry figure was about to come into focus… and that's when he kissed her.
A strange dream...such a strange dream… she started to think, as she gave into the new sensation that was taking over her.
Her cheeks were flushed as she tangled her hands in his hair. He pressed his body closer to her as his tongue probed its way inside her mouth; gentle at first, then with more passion at each response she involuntarily made.
Chizuru groaned as he kissed his way towards her neck. She arched her back as he licked her nape. Her kimono slowly coming undone, falling gently off her shoulders. He reached for the sash holding her clothes in place…laid her carefully back on the floor…until…
Tap…tap…tap… The sound of running footsteps.
"...we'll have to continue this next time…" He gave her a quick kiss on the lips. She sighed as she turned to her side, drifting back to sleep…
Whoosh! The sound of blowing wind, and swaying leaves.
The screen door of Chizuru's room slid open; and standing there, were the embarrassed faces of Hijikata-san, Okita and Heisuke. Heisuke blushing the most.
In the room alone, was Chizuru lying peacefully on the tatami mat. The moon light from her window shone down on her as always, making her look like an innocent maiden at sleep. Which was true, except tonight, she looked especially like a slumbering goddess. Long brown hair falling over her bare shoulders, as her smooth white legs peeked out of her practically unravelled kimono. Red lips…delicate body…
Hijikata-san cleared his throat, and that's when the men turned their heads to look away. Clearly, there were days like these when Chizuru slept rather messily. Hijikata made a mental note to himself to remind Chizuru to never sleep whenever men were around. She shouldn't be seen like this. He went to her, and picked up the blanket that was already by the foot of her sleeping mat.
She probably kicked it out of the way while she was sleeping. For a girl to sleep this way... he sighed as he put the blanket over her.
-and that's when he paused to look at her in worry.
"Hijikata-san, is something the matter?"
Hijikata turned around, shook his head, as his purple eyes took on a rather dull expression. "No…" he began, "…no one was here. I guess we were just hearing things."
But he knew that what he said was not true. Someone had been there in Chizuru's room, unbeknownst to her. Because as he caught a glimpse of her neck… he saw tell-tale signs of kiss marks.
As soon as everyone went back to their rooms, Hijikata's eyes blazed with fury.
Which…bastard...did this? I'm gonna kill him…