I've got three things to say! One: Cross tag is actually really fun XD Two: There is another Blazblue anime in the making (hopefully it doesn't bomb like AM) Three: I apologize for not posting anything for a while. I could only snap back here every so often because my days were busy. I couldn't even write... But, summer break is here! I really needed to write something, then this fun little idea came to me. I got a review to make a Nu or Kokonoe and Ragna and I plan to see them through, cross my heart. But don't worry, A Late Night Ride will be updated very soon. I want to see if I can get it out by this Friday or sometime this weekend. Gotta get my writing back on track. But don't quote me on it. In the meanwhile, enjoy my crap XD
Chapter 1: The calm before the storm
With a slam, Ragna's car door shut. He exhaled leaning back in the leather seat uncomfortably, cheeks a harsh pink. The drinks he shared with Kagura a few minutes ago for a crook well busted wasn't what brought on this change of color. It was frustration—that of the sexual variety.
Ragna made a din of indignation tapping his steering wheel, forming a rhythm that sung of anxiety and distress. He berated himself to snap out of this pathetic state of sexual need, but divergent to the twinging arousal beneath his slacks heavily implied, his thoughts weren't tailored to anything primarily dirty or risque. About two hours ago, he was stuck in his office filing paperwork for the arrest of the heinous criminal Relius Clover. For nearly a year, the crafty bastard eluded the police and didn't leave a single trace of his presence behind. So you better believe the asinine amount of paperwork that poured in upon his capture. Damn Rabbit. Ragna would've been out earlier if not for his boss leaving him to do her job. Maddening woman, that one.
But, for once, that vexatious woman wasn't the cause of his anguish. Bad luckily, Kokonoe had been transferred to a different station in Kagutsuchi to help with a rise of genetic altering shinanigans courtesy of Relius Clovers' influence that he couldn't give two shits about. So, for four months straight, he's been deprived of relieving the mountain of stress amassed via her mouth, pussy, ass, and everything in goddamn between. Beating his dick to porn just didn't do it for him anymore. Being wrapped in that slick warmth which strangled and massaged him were one of lifes' greatest pleasures. And he didn't have much, let me tell ya.
Outside of her (no pun intended), lifes' been pretty bland. Sure, a drink with Kagura every so often kept the days from becoming tedious and the day to day arguments with Rachel strove him to return and try to one-up her gave him some kind of purpose to return to work, but that only did so much. Since his beneficial relationship began last winter, Kokonoe kept him relatively busy. Woman had an even stronger libido than Kagura. She gave him something to look forward to coming home, given she got off work much earlier than he did. Lucky beastkin. But that night when both their frustrations reached their peaks would be a night neither would forget.
Now, conversations were short alone. A single lock of eyes, brush of skin—pretty much being in each others' presence really turned a regular evening into one of sweat, moans, grunts, and sex. Ragna never imagined he would say this—not in a million years—but...
"I miss that idiot..."
Ragna shivered when those words left his mouth. He shook his head and turned on the ignition to head home to do what he normally did when he got home nowadays: eat, take shower, brush his teeth, and head on into bed to put his 'new playlist' to good use. He felt pathetic. A serious downgrade. Lotion and the white-hot throat of Kokonoe were two different things damn it, and he preferred the latter thank you very much. That silvervine-loving beastkin awakened the beast buried deep within after his break up with his old high school lover, Makoto. Hm... Actually, no. Thinking back on it, maybe 'lover' was too strong a word. All they ever did was fuck. There weren't many romantic feelings between them. They had a thing for each other, but in the end, it was just the need to fuck. Perhaps he just had a thing for beastkin? His old romances or one night stands surely contributed to this idea.
Ragna had become addicted. Now he knew how these crackheads felt when cops confiscated their drugs and what not. The NOL had taken away his drug. Feeling her smaller, doused body in his arms, moaning uncontrollably in his ears as she gave into her animalistic side as he fucked her hard and fast... God, he needed that. Only now did he realize how dependent he had become of her, and that realization served to piss him off more. But getting angry did nothing but had more fire to his blazing libido and he nearly crashed into an oncoming car, its horn rousing him from thoughts. Quickly he swerved to the right and pulled into a park to take a few deep breaths and gather himself. But right about to drive off again, he fished his phone out of his pocket and scrolled down his list of contacts, an idea to calm his raging hormones that threatened to slam his foot on the gas and drive all the way to Kagutsuchi and fuck that pink-haired vixen right in the crime lab.
"Ragna!" Came the excited voice of Nu on the other line.
"Hey there, Nu. You home?"
"Nu just got back home from grocery shopping," Nu answered.
"Good, I'll be there in ten," Ragna replied simultaneously. He didn't know her reply, far too eager to forget about his troubles, but from the squeals he barely managed to pick up, she didn't seem to mind all too much. He never saw himself as a very sociable person. In fact, he didn't like being in large crowds too much and rathered being alone. But right now, he needed to take his mind off his sexual urges, and Nu's over charismatic attitude worked perfectly for him. Also, he hadn't checked in with her in a few days and leaving her alone didn't sit right with him.
In truth, Nu hadn't come to Yabiko for sightseeing like people regularly did. She just couldn't stay in Akitsu anymore; neither could her sisters. Ragna got the rundown from Noel of what transpired prior to Nu's arrival: driving with their parents to Kazumotsu in an attempt to bridge their rather shaky relationship, their car crashed. Thankfully, Lambda, Noel, and Nu were unharmed. A bit banged up, but fine. Although, their parents weren't so lucky, and Nu took their deaths harder than any of them.
Ragna heard Nu had gone missing and was just about ready to pack his bags and aid in the search, but coincidentally, he found Nu roaming the central district with a bag of groceries in hand. When he first approached her, Ragna figured she would be a bit defensive and figured being calm and cautious would be the best way to converse with her to try and get some answers from her. Well… at least that was his intent. He didn't even get the chance to question her as the platinum leapt onto him.
Nu didn't seem to be in any mental distress. She seemed relatively normal, by her standards anyway. But what Noel told him began to show itself when Ragna took her to her apartment and sat her down. Nu had always been a dependent girl. She needed something or someone to hold on to. And the first couple weeks of her arrival, Ragna had too keep a sharp eye on her. He would catch her looking for her parents, and her smile seemed… sick, almost. Definitely understandable, since she wanted to unite with her family more than anyone. And to have that chance ripped away from her without warning would drive anyone insane.
But, as of late, Nu had more or less returned to her old self. She called her sisters the other day for the first time in weeks to chat and tell them she was alright and apologize for worrying them. Noel was scheduled to come up and get Nu next Friday. Though Nu objected at first, wishing to stay here since he was here, Ragna managed to convince her this was for the best. It's not like he didn't like her. In fact, Ragna genuinely enjoyed talking to Nu. Even though Nu sometimes made conversing a little… awkward. Nu would ramble on and on about 'becoming one'—whatever in the hell that meant. But it didn't stop there. It was like back in school all over again with the mountain of sexual innuendos that left this girls' mouth without fear.
Now before the room 405 and seeing Nu's name on the gold plaque beside the door, he felt a little unsure whether or not he should knock or not. But he didn't have much choice when Nu burst through the door to leap on him as if she was waiting on him. Then he noticed the peephole in the door… Yep, that's Nu for ya.
"I've been waiting forever, Ragna!" Excited, sparkling crimson looked up from his chest. Ragna smiled back. Nu wrapped her arms around his and dragged him inside, giggling the entire time she led him in. However, the swell of her breasts, her innocent giggling, and her cute smile brought his regressed, sexual frustrations and perversions back. And the moment that door clicked shut, the monster locked in its cage began to bang against its frail bars. Its furiosity rattled his body and sped up his heart rate.
Ragna swore hearing its growl.