When I first met her, I thought her a nuisance. A loud, obnoxious, intrusive bitch who only treated me with a faux-kindness because of the time I saved the family dog. That changed however as we ended up spending more and more time together due to the business of the service club. Naturally, getting to know and understand her changed my way of seeing her. A genuinely cheerful woman who possessed strong determination for the things that are important to her. Genuine... always present in my mind in a world of lies. Perhaps that's why I eventually opened myself to her advances in the end. She was simply genuine.
In retrospect, she had an interest in me early in our relationship, always saying and doing cutesy things to get my attention. I think she was just curious at first but it persisted and grew into what it is now. Yet still I held her at a distance, "just a nice girl" I would say to myself, "trying to befriend whoever she can." More time passed, the bonds of the service club became strained, and all the while she kept pushing for me. I didn't believe, or rather I didn't want to believe, that her feelings for me were real. I was still wounded from past mistakes, and I didn't want to get hurt anymore.
Finally I gave in. It was wrong in a lot of ways, I must've been insane. But I knew I was never going to get another chance at something genuine. Not with what she has given me. Not with what the others failed to give me. Yes, I realized their feelings too, and I kept them at a distance in much the same way as her. Knowing this, we kept it a secret. We didn't want to hurt the girls close to us. A fragile relationship it may be, but one that was too important to me to risk. In that regard, I am no better than Hayama and his group, as much as it pains me to admit it.
"Hikki..."
That's right. None of that matters right now. I am laying in bed with her at her house. We are all alone now, and nobody will be around for at least an hour.
"Y-yuigahama..."
She straddles me. A coy smile adorns her amused face. Good grief, she's enjoying this far too much. She removes her shirt, slowly and deliberately knowing that I want to take her right now and relishing that I'm not in a position to do so. Next comes the bra, revealing her bountiful chest. Truly Yukinoshita, you need have no fear for your chastity(lol). I can't let this go on. I wrap my arms around her lower back and pull her down into a deep kiss. She squeals in delight as her arms wrap around my neck. As we separate she looks into my eyes...
"Hey, Hikki..."
"I got it."
I reach down to unbutton my pants...
"Hikigaya-kun, we forgot to ask if you wanted anything from the st-"
Standing in the door, looking greatly disturbed is Yukinoshita Yukino. She grips the doorknob tightly, her hair covers her eyes, and she begins to shake.
"Oh no..."
"Neh, Yukinon, what's wron-EHHH!?"
"MAMA!? HIKKI!? WHAT THE FUCK!?"
I forgot to mention, the Yuigahama I love, isn't Yuigahama Yui. It's her mother, the so called Yuigahamama(lol).
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