HnG: Ecchi Gaiden
A Hayate the Combat Butler collection
By
EvilFuzzy9
A/N: Sometimes I just feel like writing up something short, silly, and pervy with no real plot. This is where such snippets will go. Their length will vary, and there will be little if any continuity at all between these drabbles.
This one stars Nagi Sanzen'in – the girl who could probably almost be called the main female protagonist of Hayate the Combat Butler – and Wataru
Ecchi Drabble One:
Nagi's Fall
"Wataru, you dummy!" Nagi snapped, wearing naught but a bath towel wrapped around her petite frame. She was clenching her fists in front of her as she stomped ominously closer to the subject of her ire. "Who do you think you are?-!"
Wataru blanched, nervously backing away from the enraged blonde. "Listen, Nagi, I can explain..." he said. There was clear fear in his eyes.
"Shut up, you jerk!" Nagi snarled, stepping closer as she backed the Tachibana heir into a corner. "I don't want to hear it!"
Wataru fought back a whimper as he felt his back press up against a wall. He usually wasn't afraid of Nagi, but then again she usually wasn't so absolutely terrifying, either, so he felt that his fear was justified in this case.
"L-look, I'm sorry...!" Wataru stammered, holding his hands up in a gesture that was half to placate the furious girl and half to protect his face from her wild punches. "I didn't mean to walk in on you, okay?-! How was I supposed to know you were in the middle of taking a bath?-!"
The former Sanzen'in heiress snarled and swung a vicious right hook at Wataru, who ducked under it.
Nagi's eyes widened infinitesimally as she felt herself overbalance. Like it was happening in slow motion, she felt herself topple over and saw the floor rise to meet her as she fell forwards. Her hands reflexively flew out in front of her.
She landed on her hands and knees, eyes shut, wincing as she felt herself smarting from the impact. There was something between her legs, but for the moment that was immaterial. Even if only for a second, she was still in shock from the fall.
Then, with a sense of horror, she felt her towel sliding against her skin, and it was a second too late that she realized it must have come loose. Opening her eyes, she saw Wataru's dark blue orbs staring back at her. They were much too close for comfort.
She looked down, and saw that she was straddling Wataru, her waist dangerously close to his. Her hands, which were holding her up off the floor, were right next to Wataru. Her hair, which was still loose and not yet tied up in her customary twin-tail style, was falling past her face in smooth, silky strands of threaded sunshine.
And Wataru's hands were on her chest, his relatively uncalloused palms sending some not entirely unpleasant sensations through her body as they rubbed against her nipples, which were erect from how cold the air outside the bathroom felt after a hot bath. She shivered at his touch even as she quaked with barely restrained anger.
Her pupils contracted for a second, and her eyes narrowed as her lips curled and her nostrils flared. Snarling like a maddened lioness, she roared.
"WATARU TACHIBANA, YOU UNFORGIVABLE PERVERT!-!-!"
TTFN and R&R!