I had this idea floating around for a spell, and I wanted to see where it goes.
The dog days of summer are an enjoyable time but with caution. It takes energy to withstand the heat, plenty of water or Powerade for hydration, and easy access to some shade. That's if you're outside. Inside is different.
Yusei stayed in his air-conditioned workshop and did his best to minimize his time in the sweltering sun. The WRGP was still a good few months away and any time he had for engine improvement or strategy tweaking was well needed. Crow was out on the streets, delivering who-knows-what, but he didn't mind the heat. Jack was somewhere, getting a spray-on tan. Akiza had taken the twins swimming. So it was Yusei by himself. At least that's what he thought.
There was a knock on the door as the clock struck one in the afternoon, when the sun would be increasing its intensity. Yusei wiped the gunk off of his hands and went up to answer the door. To his surprise, it was his friend and rival in turbo dueling, Sherry LeBlanc.
"Hello there, Yusei," she greeted him. "Do you mind if I come in for a bit? It's too hot and humid out here for my taste." Contrast to her normal appearance, Sherry was dressed for the summer: light blue tank top, white shorts, and a whitish-pink headband.
"By all means, step inside," Yusei said as she entered. "The last thing anyone should get in this condition is heat exhaustion." The girl also had a basketball in her hands, a sign she must have been shooting hoops.
"What brings you by?" the bearer of the dragon head mark asked as he propped the door to prevent cool air loss.
"I had just finished my shooting practice and I wanted to come and visit," the French duelist answered. "Where are your friends?"
"They're all out, doing their own things," Yusei answered as he walked back down to the workshop floor. "I never pegged you as a basketball player."
"It's just something I do on the side," she shrugged as she passed the ball to Yusei. "It keeps my mind sharp and my body in shape."
"Well, the… (Ahem)….result does show," the black-haired duelist said while he tossed the ball up in the air a few times. "If you're thirsty, our fridge upstairs is stocked with ice-cold water and Vitamin water. Help yourself."
"You're a lifesaver, Yusei Fudo," Sherry said as she dashed up to quench her thirst. Yusei watched her ascend the staircase.
Several minutes pass as the French duelist makes a small but noticeable dent in the hydration supply. She comes back down, no longer gleaming with perspiration.
"I trust you got your fill?" Yusei asked, slightly amused. "From what I could hear, you could probably drink more than Jack." All Sherry could do was shrug at him.
"Here's an idea," she stated while picking up her ball. "You've been working for a while. Why not take a break and we'll play a little?"
"Alright," Yusei answered with a confident smile. "We have our own court right out back. You head out there and I'll be with you shortly." Sherry nods and heads for the back door.
A short time after Sherry is out on the court, warming up, Yusei emerges from the building. He still had his black muscle shirt on, long grey athletic shorts, and his boots were replaced with a well-worn pair of tennis shoes.
"I was wondering when you were going to show up," Sherry said slightly playfully. "I have another idea on how to make this interesting." She even gave a subtle wink.
"What do you have in mind?" Yusei asked.
"Well," the girl began to say as she put her right index finger on her bottom lip, "I was thinking this: the first one to hit or exceed 15 points can have the opponent do one thing for the winner within reason." She added yet another wink to Yusei.
"Let's get it on," he said with confidence. "But who should go first?" Before he realized what just happened, Sherry had dribbled the ball out and made a perfect three point shot.
"Three-zip," she said to taunt. "Your shot, Yusei." She giggled slightly as the ball rolled to Yusei's feet.
"Ok, that's on me," he said as he picked the ball and began to dribble it. Sherry got in front of him to disrupt any shot he'll take. Yusei tried a few fakes to fool her and made a fade-away shot for two. Now it was a game.
The match went on for a short while. Sherry attempted a lot of three-pointers, only making two more. Yusei, on the other hand, kept matching his bewitching female opponent move for move. Every miss she had was an opportunity for Yusei to chip away at the score.
The match came to a 13 to 12 score, with Sherry on top. Yusei had the ball. With a couple of more fakes, he took another fade-away jumper and got it to go. Now it was Yusei's lead with one point.
"Next shot wins," he reminded Sherry as the ball made it to her feet. She took a shot without enough focus and the ball bounced off the rim towards Yusei. He took a few dribbles as Sherry desperately swatted at the ball, trying to knock it loose.
"For the win," Yusei said as he readied for what could be the game winner. He made one fake that completely threw Sherry off and he ran for the basket. As though it were in slow motion, he leapt up to the basket, ready to dunk the ball home. He turned his head for a split second back to look at Sherry. In that spilt second, she had blown a kiss in his direction. It threw Yusei off, which is what the French duelist wanted and the ball was dislodged by the rim. It fell onto in Sherry's hands and she made the clinching shot from the free throw line.
"I win," Sherry says as she swung her fist slightly in celebration. "Now you are subject to my whim." She circled around Yusei a few times, building up the suspense until she came up with something.
"Got it," she said while clapping once. "I'll need you to put on this blindfold." She pulled one from her pocket and handed it to Yusei. Holding up his hand of the deal, he tied it around his head, making sure his eyes were covered.
"Ok, what're you going to do?" he asked, waiting for Sherry to humiliate him. Yusei was completely shocked when he felt her hands run all over his chest.
"I've never met someone more complex and interesting as you," she said as her fingers threaded through Yusei's hair. "Just when I think I have you figured out, you throw a curveball and there suddenly becomes more to figure out." Yusei could feel her breath on the back of his neck, then his left ear. He felt her lips kiss that ear and then his cheek. There was also something small, slender, and slightly slimy trace around his cheek. It was her tongue. Yusei slightly shivered at this.
"One way or another, I want you inside of me," Sherry whispered in his ear with her breath lightly tickling him. The exclamation point to this came in the form of a deep kiss on Yusei's lips. With the blindfold on, Yusei couldn't judge how long this was taking. After what seemed like an eternity, Sherry pulled off.
"Don't tell Akiza about this now, Ok?" she requested playfully in a hushed tone. "This will just be between you and me." She kissed his temple, then retrieved the ball and dashed off. By the time Yusei took off the blindfold, Sherry was nowhere in sight. He looked at the piece of fabric in his hand and decided to smell it.
"Must be some kind of French perfume," Yusei concluded when he couldn't determine the exact scent.
Well, there you have it. Sherry has a lust for Yusei. I kind of got the idea from her second story event in Tag Force 5 and gave it some oomph. If any of you all want to see this go on, let your case be heard in the reviews. 'til next time.