Summary: A longish, one-shot, Sachiko/Yumi songfic. Re-edited into chapters. Thanks to XnoXnameX for the recommendation.
First Loves: Vol. 2
"Ouch, that's going to leave a mark!" Yumi Fukuzawa exclaimed as she started rubbing her shin where she had inadvertently contacted the table leg in the meeting room of the Rose Mansion.
Sachiko Ogasawara sighed and brushed a stray lock of her long, silky, blue-black hair behind her ear as her petite soeur once again proved just how clumsy she could be. Yumi had matured so much in her two and a half years at Lillian and had proven to be an exceptional Rosa Chinensis in her own right. She was adored by her fellow students, praised by the teachers and administration of the Academy, and dearly loved by her friends and fellow members of the Yamayurikai. The one thing she seemed incapable of outgrowing was her tendency to be accident prone. Sachiko found it hard sometimes remembering a day when Yumi did not sport a bruise or two somewhere on her body.
And since they had declared their love for each other in the summer of Yumi's second year, Sachiko's third at the high school, Sachiko had ample opportunity to spend many glorious hours gazing at and admiring the younger girl's youthful, girlish curves and tenderly touching that soft and sensitive skin. Now that Yumi was a senior and Sachiko was in the middle of her first year at Lillian University, the two had not had as many opportunities to see each other on a regular basis, so Sachiko truly cherished the times when the two could get together for an afternoon or evening of fun.
Today's plan was to go shopping after completion of the daily student council meeting. Sachiko had gotten out of class early and had decided to join her petite soeur so that they could leave directly after the end of the meeting. The other members of the Yamayurikai had just bid their farewells and Yumi had been gathering together the paperwork that was the bane of all student council meetings when she had banged her shin.
"Are you alright Yumi?" Sachiko asked with her usual concern for the health and safety of her petite soeur.
"I'm fine onee-sama. Just being my usual, klutzy self. Let me get the rest of my things and we can head out," Yumi replied.
"Were you planning on shopping for anything in particular today Yumi," asked Sachiko as she watched her lover limp around the table towards her.
"Well, I need to look for a ball gown and I was really hoping that you would help me find one that you would approve of," Yumi said shyly.
"A ball gown? Certainly I can help you. I know a few stores that have some absolutely wonderful gowns that probably even have some in your price range, or you can even borrow one of my older ones if you don't want to spend the money, but may I ask why you would need one?"
Yumi answered the question as they headed down the squeaky stairs of the Rose Mansion and headed towards the main gates of the school and Sachiko's car.
"Um, you may have heard that this year Hanadera has asked for our help in putting together a joint Lillian/Hanadera Christmas Ball. The administrations and student councils of both schools have approved it, so it looks like it's a go. Unfortunately, I need to have a gown to attend and I have been told that skipping the event is not an acceptable option.
"Actually," Yumi continued in a softer and more tentative voice, looking up through her eyelashes at Sachiko with a sense of quiet desperation, "I was kind of hoping that you would like to go with me onee-sama, if that's alright with you?"
"Yumi," Sachiko sighed in feigned exasperation, "whatever am I going to do with you?"
"Oneeee-samaaa!" Yumi whined and Sachiko could not control her giggles.
"Of course I will go with you silly!" she said with a look of deep affection for the young girl with deep brown eyes and that still wore her hair in pigtails.
"Thank you onee-sama," Yumi breathed a sigh of relief, "I did not want to end up having to ask Yuuki to be my date! That would have been just way too embarrassing! Having to go with my brother? Ugh!"
Sachiko couldn't help but laugh at the expense of her dear petite soeur. Since she had met this wonderful girl her days had been filled with so much more joy and laughter than the first sixteen years of her life. She sometimes wondered what her life would have been like if she had never met Yumi. A cold shiver of fear streaked down her spine just at the thought. At the very least she knew that she would most likely still be affianced to her cousin Suguru Kashiwagi rather than free to choose her own path in life as she was today.
It had been due solely to Yumi's influence that Sachiko had gathered the courage to face her father and grandfather and tell them in no uncertain terms that she would never marry the man. With Yumi standing by her side she had threatened to never provide them with an heir if they forced her to go through with that sham of a marriage. She had further informed them that she and Yumi would be together and that they planned to adopt as soon as they were both secure in their jobs after attending college. With Suguru having already publicly broken off the engagement, and both Sachiko's mother and grandmother behind them, the men had had no choice but to accede to her demands if they wanted the Ogasawara Zaibatsu to continue to remain in the hands of the family.
Her mother, Sayako, had been beside herself with happiness that Sachiko had finally stood up to the family patriarchs and taken control of her own life. And she was just as overjoyed that she would be able to call Yumi her daughter. Sayako had witnessed first-hand the extreme and positive changes in Sachiko since she had met Yumi and she loved the girl all the more for how happy she made her only child.
As they approached the statue of Maria-sama, they slowed and stopped a moment to say their traditional prayers. Sachiko had taken to reciting the same prayer every time she passed by the statue: Maria-sama, thank you again for bringing Yumi into my life. I humbly ask you to please watch over her and keep her from harm. Amen.
The two Rosa Chinensis, one current and one former, looked lovingly at each other with gentle smiles and turned towards the main gates of the school and the fancy red sports car that awaited them.
As they walked down the sidewalk of the shopping district skipping from one high-class store to another Yumi was her normal happy and laughing self. She was with her beautiful, raven haired Sachiko, walking hand-in-hand with the woman that looked like a model and acted like a princess. And those sapphire eyes were gazing only at Yumi that afternoon. She felt like she could die happy right then, but that would mean missing out on so much time with the girl she loved and who, for some unknown reason, loved her back just as much.
At Sachiko's direction Yumi tried on dress after dress and gown after gown, most of which she could never in her lifetime afford, but it made her onee-sama happy. The only real problem was that her shin still hurt and she had had to change the small bandages twice to be sure to keep any blood off of the dresses. She was still limping a bit, but she was having too much fun to give it any thought. In the end, however, she was disappointed that she in not finding any dresses that she really wanted to take home with her.
Since there was over three months until the actual ball she was in no hurry and wanted to be able to find just the right dress that would knock Sachiko's socks off. The one thing that the shopping trip had done for her was to give her an idea of what kind of dress Sachiko liked. Of the ones that Yumi modeled for her she seemed to like spaghetti straps, cleavage, and form fitting. Whether that kind of dress was appropriate for the ball or not, Yumi didn't really care. She was more concerned with what her lover liked than what anyone else thought. The fact that Sachiko seemed entranced by her body and wanted to see more of it gave Yumi goose bumps.
Yumi agreed to meet Sachiko on Friday two weeks later so that the two could head to the Ogasawara estate and look through some of Sachiko's older gowns and dresses that might have a chance of fitting the much more petite girl. As the chauffeured town car that Sachiko had sent dropped her off at the front door to the mansion Yumi grinned to see Sachiko standing in the open doorway waiting for her, a smile on her lips and a sparkle in her eyes. Yumi could easily read the other girl's mind: I get to see Yumi naked! And in my own bed room yet! It was so obvious that Yumi was laughing at her grande soeur by the time she reached the entryway and pulled her into a tight embrace.
"Yumi, what are you laughing about," Sachiko asked her with a quizzical look on her face.
"Nothing onee-sama. I'm just really happy to see you." At least it wasn't a lie.
The two girls walked back towards the family wing of the mansion and headed directly to Sachiko's bedroom, giggling and laughing the entire way.
Entering the room where she had spent many wonderful nights sleeping next to her lover, Yumi found that Sachiko had brought in an entire clothes rack filled with dresses of every kind, length and color for her to try on.
"Sachiko," she gasped, "there must be twenty or thirty dresses here. I can't try on all of these!"
"No complaining Yumi. I've already spoken to your parents and they have agreed that you can spend the night here with me so that we can take our time. I just hope that one of these will fit you well enough. If you like it enough, I can have our seamstress tailor it to fit you."
"Onee-sama, that's going too far," Yumi complained. "I am happy to spend the night. I even think I left a toothbrush, pajamas and a change of clothes here last time. But I insist on paying for any tailoring that may be needed. Deal?"
Sachiko sighed in resignation. When Yumi got like this there was no changing her mind. "Fine, Yumi, you can pay for any necessary adjustments, but . . . let's first try them on and see if there are any that you like, alright," she said with a smile.
"Thank you, Sachiko," Yumi grinned. Her onee-sama was learning.
The two started thumbing through the rack of dresses, pulling out those that immediately caught Yumi's eye to try them on. Sachiko locked the bedroom door and Yumi started to undress. Sachiko sat in her one truly comfortable reading chair and watched as her lover slowly pulled her t-shirt over her head to reveal a lacy white bra that barely covered her small but well rounded breasts. Yumi glanced over at her with a smirk as she knew her lover would be feasting her eyes on her body. She then unzipped her jeans and started to ever so slowly pull them down over her hips. Beads of sweat started to form on Sachiko's forehead as she watched this tantalizing strip tease. She could almost hear sexy music playing in her mind as Yumi's hips swayed and she peeled the jeans down her slender and tight little rump. The sight of a tiny white thong that perfectly matched the tiny white bra had her catching her breath as her heart started to pound.
"You . . . little . . . minx, quit teasing me," Sachiko gasped as Yumi finally stepped out of her jeans and slowly walked over to where Sachiko sat; standing in front of her, one hand on her hip while the other reached out and softly caressed Sachiko's cheek.
"What's the matter Sachiko? You've seen me in my underwear before." Yumi trailed a finger down Sachiko's throat and then back up to run teasingly around her ear. "Are you warm? It seems that you're sweating a bit. Here, let me help," she whispered and leaned over to gently lick away the sweat from her forehead making sure that Sachiko had a good view down her (admittedly very slight) cleavage.
"Y-Yumi?"
"Yes, onee-sama. Was there something you wanted?" she asked in her best Stevie Nicks voice that she knew from experience had a dazzling effect on her lover.
Sachiko reached out and grabbed Yumi around the waist and, with a squeak from the shorter girl, pulled her into her lap so that Yumi's legs were on either side of her own. She slid her hands down Yumi's sides so that she could grab a double handful of Yumi's rear end and then captured those soft, luscious lips that were bare inches from her own. Yumi responded by throwing her arms around Sachiko's neck and deepening the kiss, sucking on Sachiko's tongue and running her hands through the taller girls long tresses. By the time they broke the kiss so that they could breathe again, they were both sweating from the exertions.
"If we keep this up, Sachiko, I won't ever get a chance to try on those dresses," Yumi said in a thready voice, still trying to pull air into her lungs.
"That's true, but I'm wondering if we couldn't put it off just a little longer?" Sachiko replied with a giggle. Yumi joined in on the giggling but pushed herself off Sachiko's lap, which of course caused her onee-sama's slightly swollen red lips to come together into the cutest pout. Yumi relented just a bit and gave her soeur a quick kiss before she danced back towards the bed and the first of the five dresses she had pulled out to try on.
She turned and glanced at Sachiko over her shoulder with a shy little grin that promised more "fun" later. Sachiko returned the grin and stood to help her get into the long gown.
"So you're sure you like the light blue one onee-sama?" Yumi asked much later as she hung up the dress in question, a slinky sky-blue evening gown with spaghetti straps, a modest v-neck, and an open back that went down to just below the small of her back. The only adjustment it would need would be some slight hemming. (Sachiko pointedly did not tell Yumi that the last time she had worn the dress she had only been thirteen years old.) The material had clung to Yumi almost like a second skin but had been so soft and comfortable. Sachiko had almost been drooling when she had done a slow pirouette so that she could see the entire effect.
It had been a long evening with only a short break for dinner with Sachiko's parents and then back to the room to finish trying on the last of the gowns. Yumi stifled a yawn even though it was only a little after ten o'clock. She had been getting really tired lately after just a little bit of exercise. She would have to talk to Yuuki about how to build up her stamina if she intended to be able to dance all night with Sachiko.
"Yes, Yumi, I really like that one on you," Sachiko replied with a grin. "It really shows off the beauty of your skin and goes well with both your eyes and your hair. You will have to wear your hair down since the dress just does not show properly with pigtails, but we can get you styled the morning of the ball. I also have some jewelry that I think would look lovely on you. I promise you that you will be the envy of everyone there"
"Not likely Sachiko, since you will also be there. You always look so beautiful when you wear a gown. I know I could never compete; however," she said with a playful grin, "since I also know that it is me that you will be going home with, I don't mind in the least."
Sachiko walked over and took Yumi into her arms and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead. "And I know that no matter what you say, you will be with the prettiest girl in the room. Now, why don't you go take a shower while I have someone put the rest of these away again? We can have one of the maids take the necessary measurements in the morning and we can go to bed. How does that sound?"
"It sounds fine, Sachiko, although it would be even better if you joined me in the shower," Yumi started purring but, unfortunately, was interrupted by another yawn. "I'm so sorry Sachiko, I can't seem to stop yawning."
Sachiko grinned and turned Yumi towards the bathroom door and got her moving with a gentle push. "Get going and I will join you as soon as I get someone to take these dresses away. I shouldn't be more than a minute behind you."
"Promise?" Yumi asked while covering her mouth again.
"I promise. Now get going. The sooner we're clean, the sooner we can get to bed."
"Ok, onee-sama."
It took a little longer than a minute to have a servant start to remove the remaining dresses, but not much, and when Sachiko joined Yumi in the shower the two lovers enjoyed themselves immensely. Sachiko never knew how erotic liquid body wash and a loofa could be.
Leaving the bathroom Yumi went almost immediately to her purse and pulled out a small bottle of liquid bandage and started applying it to a small spot on her shin.
"Did you cut yourself Yumi?" Sachiko asked when she noticed what Yumi was doing.
"Just a little a while ago onee-sama. It is nothing to be concerned about," Yumi replied with another yawn, "I just wanted to make sure that it did not bleed again; certainly not on your sheets.
Sachiko walked over and peered at the small spot that was quickly being covered with the liquid bandage. "Isn't that the same spot where you hurt your leg before our last shopping trip?"
"Yeah, it just doesn't want to seem to close up entirely. I keep knocking the scab off. It's my own fault and nothing to be concerned about," Yumi replied with another stifled yawn.
But Sachiko was concerned; concerned enough that, first thing the next morning, after she had seen Yumi off with the family chauffer, she called the Fukuzawa residence and asked to speak to Miki, Yumi's mother. She and Miki had gotten along famously after they had first met at the Lillian sports festival Yumi's second year at school and the two had started to develop a great rapport with each other. When she and Yumi had confessed about true nature of their love for each other, Miki had been the very first to give her a hug and congratulate the pair. However, Sachiko knew she was going to be testing their relationship this morning.
"Miki-okaasan," Sachiko spoke in a calm voice when Miki got on the phone, "I have a favor to ask you . . ."
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