A/N: I don't own Zombie Loan
It reminds me of the first time. The first time that I met Yomi.
She has me pinned to the bed again. Only this time, the Chairperson isn't around to save me. God knows what Chika and Shito are up to right now. Koyomi is drunk on Fantan. It's just Yomi and I. I have a feeling that this will not end well.
She looks at me with her violet eyes and reaches towards my own eyes. She takes off my glasses. I don't want her to, but I can't move to stop her. I stare at the black ring around her neck and a whimpering noise escapes my throat.
"Shh, Chiruchiru," she purrs, laying her head on my chest and listening to my pounding heart. I wonder if a zombie's heart beats the same way that a human's does. She is running her fingers through my hair, tugging at it too hard. She caresses my face, and the coldness of her hands makes me cry out.
She muffles my scream with a violent kiss. I try to fight it, but it is hard to fight when she is lying on top of me. I can't get away. She realizes that I'm struggling, and stops for a moment.
"You don't like it?" She cocks her head to the side. I'm almost afraid to answer her. Yomi scares me, and I'm sure that she senses it.
"You're too rough!" My voice is a whimper. To my surprise, she smiles.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you, Chiruchiru," She kisses me again, gentler this time. At first I try to fight it, but then I realize that there is no point in fighting anymore.
I'm trapped. I can't get away. There is nothing for me to do but lay here and passively let Yomi have her way with me. I wish that someone would come to rescue me. I pray for Chika to burst into the room and interrupt us. But I have a sinking feeling that no one is going to rescue me.
So, I do the only thing that I can do at the moment. I kiss her back. It's not so bad if I close my eyes and imagine that Yomi is someone else. Someone male, preferably. But it's hard to imagine that she is male when her breast is pressed up against mine.
Yomi is sneaky. She has managed to get her hands inside of my shirt, although I do not remember her moving them. They aren't cold anymore; she seems to have sucked all the warmth from my own body and made it her own. She is sucking the life from me. More like a vampire than a zombie. I feel her hand squeeze my left breast, and I automatically tense up with fear.
"Don't worry, Chiruchiru. I would never do anything to hurt you," her voice is so soft, I can't help but relax a bit. I exhale slowly, while she continues to squeeze. Her other hand has moved down to my thigh by now. Without my consent, a moan escapes my throat.
"S-stop!" I sputter. She smiles at me and doesn't stop. My breathing becomes sharp, and I try to push her hands away. But she's stronger than me; it doesn't stop her. In fact, it only seems to encourage her. I struggle to get my words out between breaths, "I said stop it!"
"Chiruchiru," She whispers in my ear. For some reason, her voice is soothing. It's like she's casting a spell on me. I don't want to fall under Yomi's spell. But it's hard to get angry when her voice is so soft, and what she's doing feels so… Good.
Did I really just think that? But it's impossible to deny. Another moan escapes my mouth as her hand goes to a place that I would rather her not touch.
"D-don't touch me there!" My voice is a whisper, a mere suggestion. But I feel her hand withdraw slightly. I open my eyes and realize that both her hands are now cupping my face, and she is looking deep into my eyes.
"I understand if you aren't ready yet. I'll wait. I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable," she says softly. My body suddenly feels very light as she removes herself from on top of me and sits on the edge of the bed. She is looking at me as if she's waiting for me to say something, but I don't know what to say. She smiles, "Well, when you're ready…"
I open my mouth, but no sound comes out. I'm relieved that she stopped. But at the same time, I can't deny that whatever she was doing felt unbelievably good.
"Yomi," I manage to say after a long silence. I can't remember what else I was going to say, though. I look at Yomi. Her eyes are closed, and she seems to have gone into one of her trances. She seems to be straining to get words out.
"Ichi... Ichi… Ni… Go…"
One. One. Two. Five. More numbers, just like the last time… But why is she telling this to me? If this is some kind of prophesy, then why is she telling it to me?
"Neko wa… Nemasu."
The cat sleeps. I ponder this for a moment, but it doesn't make much sense to me. It is like the first time that I saw her use her powers. It doesn't make any sense right now, but I have a feeling that it will someday. However, this time I feel as if the message is to me alone. She chose to tell me this. Now I'm the one who has to figure it out.
Translation Note: I'm just learning Japanese, so the small amount of it that I use in this fanfic might not be 100 kosher...
"Neko" means "cat", but is also sometimes used to the more feminine role in a girl x girl relationship, according to wikipedia...
I use Japanese honorifics throughout this fic... Generally, adding -san to the end of someone's name is a sign of respect, and is roughly equivalent to Mr., Ms. Miss, or Mrs. in English. -chan is a more casual way to address someone(sometimes used as a tone of endearment, I think). I don't think I'm capable of explaining Japanese honorifics fully because I only have minimal knowledge of them myself...