Sakura walked down the street slowly, doing her best to act natural despite her current situation.
She was always doing everything she could to avoid doing any kind of house work, but this time she waited a bit too long to do her laundry. When she looked through her clothes she found that all she had that wasn't blood, sweat, or scorch marks from her previous fights was her old school uniform. It's blue skirt, white shirt with blue collar, and yellow tie and all to familiar look for her. She had worn this outfit to many fights in the past, at first because she didn't have time to change after she left school, but it soon became her trademark outfit. At least, that was her excuse for not buying a new one.
But the outfit wasn't the problem. She hadn't grown much since graduation so it still fit her comfortably and it was quite fashionable, at least in her eyes. No, the biggest problem was what she wore underneath.
On top of having no outfits to wear, she also didn't have a single pair of underwear to put on. Even the red bloomers and sports bra she usually wore with her school uniform were unwearable. This meant that every step she took put her at risk of exposing her lower half.
"Damn it" She thought to herself, "Why did I put it off this long?"
Thankfully, she didn't have any fights scheduled this day, so she didn't have to worry about being exposed to a crowd of spectators.
She already knew she would use this rare day off to do some much needed laundry. As she made her way to the local laundromat, she felt the fabric of her skirt against her butt. An unfamiliar, yet not uncomfortable feeling to her. She was actually starting to enjoy the thrill of being almost bottomless in public. She even began walking at a more normal pace, thinking her skirt was long enough to keep everything hidden.
She was brought back down to Earth when a gust of wind blew up the back of her skirt. For a brief moment, her bare butt was clearly visible. It was round and toned, showing the results of her near daily workouts. It's size was also something to behold, so much so that it was a wonder the skirt managed to keep it covered.
This view didn't last long as, with a shriek, Sakura put her hand over her skirt, pulling the back of it back down over her ass. She turned around quickly to see if anyone was there to see her.
"Thank God." She sighed, seeing that there was no one behind her. Understandably so, it was very early in the day.
She went back to her slow paced walk until she finally made it to the laundromat. It was almost empty, a big relief for Sakura. She instantly knew what was going in first. She pulled all the underwear out of her laundry bag and put them in the washer. She could get by wearing this outfit tomorrow, it might even feel nostalgic to her and her fans, but there was no way she could fight in it without underwear.
While she waited for them to finish washing, she briefly forgot she was going commando and jumped up on the washer next to hers. The man across from her noticed this and quickly sat on the floor. He looked up her skirt, thinking he'd get a good look at her panties, but he got something much more. His eyes widened when he saw Sakura's shaved pussy under the skirt.
Sakura soon noticed the man. She was confused at first, but then quickly remembered. She gasped and put her legs together. She was about to beat the man's ass, but then she noticed something going on outside.
A woman was being followed by a man in a black Hoodia, clearly eyeing her purse. He then made his move, trying to take the purse. The woman resisted, pulling it back by the strap.
Sakura was conflicted, she didn't want to fight like she was, but she couldn't let this man get away. Reluctantly, she made her way out of the building, but not before giving a quick kick to face of the pervert that was eying her.
She got behind the robber and grabbed him by the shoulder.
"Let go of the bag." She said.
The crook looked back, smirking as he saw what the girl was wearing.
"Get back to class kid," He said, "this doesn't involve you."
He turned back to continue pulling at the woman's purse.
"What did he just call me?" Sakura thought before narrowing her eyes in anger. She gave the man a strong roundhouse kick to the back of the head. He dropped the bag and fell to the ground. The kick also gave the woman a clear view up Sakura's skirt.
"Oh my." She said.
"Go." Sakura said realizing that the robber was starting to get up.
"What? Oh, yes. Thank you."
The woman ran off while Sakura walked around the man and took a fighting stance.
"Ugghh. You bitch!" He said after coming to his senses, "No one knocks me down!"
"Can't see why," Sakura joked, "it seems pretty easy."
The man growled before pulling out a gun from the holster on his belt. Sakura quickly got behind a nearby car. She had to think. She couldn't attack him directly, she needed some way to hit him from afar. Then it hit her.
She started focusing all the energy she could into her hands. When she had enough, she jumped out from behind the car and thrust her arms forward.
"HADOKEN" She shouted as a blue ball of fire came out of her hands. The sudden release of energy caused her skirt to flutter, giving multiple brief looks at her shapely ass and clean shaven pussy. Thankfully any onlookers were too preoccupied with the huge blue fireball to notice.
The projectile blew the man through the window into the laundromat. He landed next to the man who was peeking up Sakura's skirt earlier.
"You too?" He said, still with a shoe shaped mark across his face.
The robber just groaned and laid his head back.
Sakura started to walk back into the building when she was stopped by a group of people thanking and congratulating her on taking down the crook. She tried to just smile and move on to quickly get back inside, but the crowd wouldn't budge. They kept swarming around her until someone spoke up.
"Oh my God!" They yelled.
Sakura and the rest of the crowd turned to look. Some of the sparks from Sakura's fireball had set the laundromat on fire. Instinctively, Sakura ran in to save the two men from the burning building. They were both still close to the front, leaning against the machines she had knocked them into. She looked around for anyone else, but found no one. They must've gotten out before the fire started. She picked up both the men.
"Don't think this means I forgive either of you." She said.
As she carried them out, her skirt brushed up against the fire, causing a small flame to form on the side of it.
"Aagghh!" She screamed. Now running out of the building.
When she came back out, she threw both men on the ground before patting out the flame on her skirt. Much to her dismay, the fire had burned a gap in the side of it. It still covered everything, but the side of her leg was completely bare, making her lack of underwear even more obvious.
Then she had a horrifying realization. Her underwear was still in the washer along with the rest of her clothes.
The fire department had arrived on the scene shortly after Sakura had saved the two men. She ran up to one of the firemen.
"Um, excuse me." She said.
"Hm?" He replied.
"Would Whatever's in those machines survive the fire?"
"Of course Miss, the machines are made of metal. They and everything in them should be fine."
Finally, some good news. She waited patiently while the squad put out the fire.
After a while, Sakura could feel the wind pick up again. She gasped and quickly put her hands over the front and back of her skirt. They stayed down, but the now loose side of the skirt flew back, leaving one of her ass cheeks exposed.
The crowd took notice, causing many giggles and whistles. Sakura's face turned bright red. She just wanted this to be over.
The firemen had now finished putting out the fire and Sakura quickly started to walk in. She was stopped by the same man as before.
"What are you doing?" He asked.
"Going to get my stuff." Sakura said.
"You can't go in there yet."
"Wh-why not? The fire's already out."
"We still need to make sure there's no structural damage, not to mention that those machines will be too hot to open anyway. We'll probably have to close this building off until tomorrow."
Sakura's couldn't believe what she was hearing. Not only was it obvious now that she was wearing nothing under her skirt, but now she had no way of fixing the problem until the next day. Realizing there was nothing she could do, she started her long walk home. Along the way, her phone rang. It was her friend Karin.
"Hello." Sakura answered.
"Sakura, do you have a moment to meet up?" Karin said.
"Can't this wait?" Sakura would normally jump at the idea of spending time with her friend, but this was a very different occasion.
"No, it's an urgent matter that requires both of our attention."
"Alright. Where do you need me?"
"Is there something wrong Sakura? You don't sound like yourself."
"Well…"
Sakura told Karin everything that had happened to her that left with a ruined skirt and no underwear.
"Oh dear," Karin said, "We can't have that. Come to the estate, I'll take care of everything."
To be continued.