Freakish is in the eye of the Beholder

by Realm Of Chaos

A tumble in the classroom leads to a stunning revelation between Chisame and Haruna, and the two develop a strong connection. But. Is it strong enough? Only time will tell. Rated M for Coarse language, and later intimate scenes.

1. Chapter 1

Beep beep. Beep beep. Beep beep.
"Hnnngh..." The guttural groanings of the girl were almost completely drowned out by the noise of the alarm going off in her ear. With a growl, she hefted her arm out of the duvet that covered her, and smacked it at the offending noise item vaguely. It took her three hits to have the desired effect, and the thing turned off, bathing her in calm, wondrous, endearing silence. It was so blissful that she felt herself slipping back into the glorious padded maw of slumber, and she was very close to reaching sleep again when she heard it.
God dammit...Nearly every damn morning, she's at it. Freak... She mused, before sighing, and kicking the soft covering off her body, shivering at the rush of cold air. She regarded herself, and groaned.
Damn...I wore a costume to sleep again... She sighed as she looked at the wrinkled item, a bright, garish costume that was taken straight from the manga and TV series Mahou Shoujo Bibblion. She almost laughed at the irony of it all, for the very girl who she was angry about for waking her up was the creator of the series that she was wearing the cosplay of. Saotome Haruna, also known as Paru, was the girl currently squealing at the top of her lungs, and cackling in a way that made her sound like a demented dominatrix from some god awful porn film.
Glasses, glasses... She mused, as she searched for the specs, before laughing. Years of wearing the things, and she'd actually managed to convince herself that she needed the things. In a way, she did, it was a safety blanket of sorts. With the glasses on, She was Chisame, normal, and dull. The glasses kept...her...at bay.

She sighed, and looked across to her PC, a devilish looking thing, water cooled and with enough bits and pieces on it to give it a sightly feral look, like it was no longer a machine but CALCULATION BEAST, which was the name she had given it. She adjusted her glasses, and sighed once more, tugging herself out of the costume roughly, and sitting back on her bed, wearing her socks and undies. It had all started out safe enough, Chiu was nothing more than a persona, she was something Chisame could become if she needed to get away from the freak show that was class 3-A. Then, of course, there had been...that...kiss...She shuddered at the memory. At the time, she was given no other choice in the matter, it was kiss or potentially die, and anyone with half a brain could've chosen the right answer. But, of course, it's never quite so simple. The magical exchange that had enacted when she entered into the Pactio with her Sensei had somehow gotten to the Chiu persona, and animated it, creating a completely new personality within Chisames mind. At first she thought nothing of it, thinking it to be nothing more than a side effect of the magic, but as the days went on, the thing became more and more separate, eventually becoming a complete, whole mind within hers, with wants and desires.

Chisame shuddered again. There was the main problem. Chiu had desires that, quite frankly, repulsed Chisame.
Now, that's not quite true, though, is it. You're not repulsed, you're jealous. Her own mind came back, and Chisame shuddered once more, the thoughts bringing dark and buried memories bubbling back up to the surface. Desperately, she pushed them back down, and set about her daily routines, getting her clothing ready, setting her bed, packing the costume up to be dry cleaned, getting ready for her bath. Silently, she walked down to the Bath house that served as both cleaning facility and entertainment area for most of the girls. Praying that the area was clear of classmates, she pushed open the door. Making as little noise as possible, she made her way through the locker room, placing her clothes and spare towel into a wooden fronted locker, and pushed her way through the doors into the pool. She was greeted by a large puff of moisture-laden air, hot and damp, it was like a sauna in the pace, even more so than usual. Sighing as her glasses steamed up, she removed them, hanging them from her towel as she walked towards the edge of the pool.
"Morning Hasegawa-san" A voice echoed, and Chisame tensed, only to realize it was one of the very few tolerable members of her class. Satsuki Yotsuba, the rotund gourmand, was already sitting in the warm waters her head resting on her own towel. Chisame nodded, and muttered "morning" in response. Even though Satsuki was quiet, she was still odd. Running your own meal cart at 15? Definitely not normal. Chisame slid silently into the water, and adopted her usual position, arms out of the pool, resting on her towel, eyes closed, head resting on her arms. The warm waters washed over her, and all was good with the world.

For about ten minutes. Then, the rabble arrived by way of the bane of Chisames existence, 3-As self proclaimed Trickster Trio, Misora Kasuga, and the terrible twosome, Fuuka and Fumika Narutaki. Fumika was the first to enter through the door, at a high speed run, completely naked, and squealing, tears streaming from her face.
"BIG SIIIISS!!! MIIISORAAAA!!!!!! STOP IT!!!!!" She screamed, as her older sister and the catholic girl burst through the doors, also both naked, and with insane looks on their eyes.
"Come on, Fumika, You lost the bet, you pay the consequences!" Fuuka exclaimed, as she chased the girl to the shower area, where the girl had hidden.
"It's just a little tickling! It'll feel good!" Misora giggled, cornering the little girl in one of the stalls. Fumika screamed.
"M..Misora! NO! Don't! I HAVE TO PEE!!!" She yelled, trying to get away from the marauding fingers of the orange haired mischief maker, to no avail. her squeals echoed throughout the hall, as did her sobs and cries for help. Of course, neither Misora nor Fuuka pushed her far enough to actually lose control, both of them knowing the limit of their friend. Within moments, all had gone quiet, and the pink haired girl had rushed into a toilet stall.
"Nyaha She's so easy to get to in the mornings!" Misora exclaimed, a cattish expression of satisfaction on her face. Fuuka nodded, and leapt into the waters.
"She's not the only one!" The nun said, following the girl, grabbing her from behind and running her fingers across the girls stomach and sides in quick movements, causing the girl to giggle and squirm. Chisame glowered at the two for a few moments, before leaping up to the side of the pool, and wrapping her towel around her.
"Ara...Chi-chan is leaving already? C'mon, stay! I promise I won't tickle you! Unless, of course, you WANT to be tickled!" Misora giggled, still tormenting her victim, who was now in tears, thrashing wildly in the pool.
"You come near me, you die" Chisame muttered, turning back towards the locker room. She left amid boos and jeers from Misora and Fuuka, and even a few from Fumika, who had returned, but she ignored them.

She dried herself without event, although Konoka did enter at one point, dragging her 'girlfriend' Setsuna with her, who, as always around the girl, was blushing, and looking slightly uncomfortable. The net idol paid them no heed, instead remaining silent, and stoic, dressing quickly and exiting before they could speak to her. She got to her classroom in good time, hoping to have a few moments of silence before classes began, and, when she arrived, it looked like she might have been in luck. The only person present when she arrived was Zazie Rainyday, the silver haired circus performer, and, in Chisames opinion, freak of the highest nature. Fortunately, she was also a very, VERY quiet freak, which suited Chisame well. She slumped into her own chair, rested her head onto the desk, and closed her eyes. She was woken up by someone's breath drifting lazily across her neck. She shivered, the sensation somewhat alien, but, in one way, quite pleasant. She looked up, rubbing her eyes behind her glasses, and looked straight into the eyes of Haruna, whose face was mere inches from hers. A blush broke out across her cheeks, and she pitched backwards, shrieking. Haruna pulled back, and grabbed hold of the girl, preventing her from falling back.
"Teehee! Sorry, you just looked so cute like that." Haruna said, holding out a sketchpad, upon which was a hasty, but accurate, drawing of Chisames sleeping form. Chisame blushed again, and scowled at Haruna, who smiled brightly.
"You know, if the wind changes, you'll stay like that, which would be a terrible shame." The mangaka said, before padding off to her own seat, leaving Chisame stewing in her own embarrassment and irritation.

You know, she's rather cute. The inner voice of Chiu commented to Chisame, who baulked, and shuddered.
Shut up, what do you know? She retorted, before closing out the high pitched voice of the net idol, and trying to focus on the lesson. It was extremely boring, the brat was doing his best, feeble though it was, but he was already fighting a losing battle. The class were too much to control, even after all this time, but it almost felt like there was a lesson going. After the initial shenanigans, things did, however, settle back down into a more ordered format. The class had to read from an English passage, some obscure fantasy book about a blind girl, and it was proving quite challenging for most. Haruna was currently reading, stood up with her book in one hand, and her other behind her back, in a proper reading position. Chisame found herself watching her with a kind of bored semi-interest.
Youuu like heer! Nyahahahaha!!! Chiisame and Paaru, sitting in a tree, Eff You Sea The mischievous net idol giggled away, chanting and singing inside the girls head.
SHUT THE HELL UP RIGHT NOW OR YOU NEVER SEE THE LIGHT OF DAY AGAIN! Chisame snapped, growling at the annoyance in hopes to temporarily stop the onslaught of annoyance. She was still looking at Haruna, finding her eyes rolling all over the girls figure, as though she were actually taking notice of the girls supple curves, her perfect, not too thin waist and ample breasts, her long and slender legs, well kept and lovingly cared for green dyed hair, and
Seee! You like her, don't you! I don't blame you, she's really awesome! Good looking, intelligent, talented, funny...
SHUT UP! I'm not gay! I never have been! will you just shut up already!
Uh...Chisame...
Will you just be quiet! I'm sick of hearing your whining, incessant little voice go on and on and on and on and on at me like some damn alarm clock!
Ch..Chisame..
WHAT!?
You're being spoken to...
Chisame suddenly found herself looking directly at the spectacle covered eyes of Negi Springfield, instead of her previous target of Haruna. For the second time that day, she found herself falling backwards in her chair, and, this time, there was no-one to catch her, and she fell into the desk behind her with an audible thud. As she hit the floor, she felt herself waiver, and her vision began to blur, and fade. Completely dazed by the fall, she didn't even notice when someone lifted her up, and carried her out of the class. All she could remember before blacking out was a feeling of warmth against her body.

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"Mnnh..." The girl muttered, as she rose back from her slumber. She looked around, and began to panic. This wasn't how it was supposed to be, and she began to move her head, getting rewarded by a series of shooting pains, and a blurred vision.
"Relax, Chisame, It's OK. Try not to move about too much, they think you've got concussion." A soothing voice ran across her ears, calming her almost instantly, but there was still the problematic little issue at hand...
"Chisame?...Uhoh..." Chiu mumbled, opening her eyes again, in order to fight against the blurriness. She saw a fuzzy shape sitting next to her, one recognisable only by the tint of her hair.
"Ara...Har...Saotome-san?" She said, trying to make her voice a little bit deeper, and more gruff, in order to sound like Chisame. Apparently it worked, as Haruna seemed not to notice.
"How're you feeling, Chisame?" She asked, concern present in her tone. Chiu almost giggled at it, but kept control of her impulses.
"It's...painful..." She murmured, wincing as she pushed herself up onto the pillows, getting a better look at the artistic girl. The writer seemed to notice something, and, without any warning, moved her head close to Chius, to within mere inches, and looked into her eyes with some intensity. Chiu blushed and squirmed under the girls scrutiny, and nearly squeaked when she rested her forehead against her own, testing for her temperature. Haruna pulled back, a light grin on her face. She turned to the nurse who was watching over them, and, with her hands clasped together, asked for ten minutes of alone time. The nurse eventually agreed, and left the little room. Haruna turned back to the girl, and moved down again, earning a squeak and an even bigger blush form the girl.
"Who are you?" She whispered, and Chiu couldn't help herself from whispering back "Watashi wa Chiu desu" In an obedient, yearning whisper.

Haruna pulled back, and regarded the girl with some interest. She grinned, and sat back down in her chair, looking at the girl somewhat expectantly.
"Well?" She said, eventually.
"Well what?"
"Well, what are you?" She replied, her eyes sparkling with interest.
"W..What...what do you mean? Chisame is Chisame." Chiu replied, and then cringed inwardly. Chisame would NEVER had spoken about herself in the third person, habit Chiu seemed unable to shake.
"Uhuh, Riiiiight. Well, if you're Chisame, then I'm the Empress of Japan." The girl said, with a smirk. Chiu gulped, and sagged a little.
"I..I'm Chiu. And you are Paru-sama, aren't you? The one who writes all the Ecchi manga." She said, feeling herself falling into somewhat safer ground. Talking of Ecchi things was a lot easier than talking about most other things. She stifled a giggle, as she saw Haruna blushing a little.
"Ehehe...When someone as cute as you calls me Sama, I get all tingly. Paru is fine, hon." The girl said, before looking at her quite critically. "So, what exactly ARE you?" She asked again, this time a lot softer.
"Chiu doesn't know...I don't really remember much before Chisame making the kissy contract with Negi...But I can definitely remember some things from before it. Like, the internet, and fans..." She said, not liking talk of her past. She knew she wasn't normal, and thinking about it made her feel cold inside.
"Well well...This certainly is a turn up for the books...I'd heard the rumours of Chisame being genuine Dual minded, but I thought it was just the made up stuff. To find you inside that broody little head of hers is incredible. You're amazing, Chiu." She said, smiling brightly at the girl. Chiu blushed, and turned away, shaking her head.
"Iie...I'm not...I'm weird...Not normal..." She whispered, feeling spikes of tears poking at the back of her eyeballs. She sniffed, but managed to keep herself from crying.
"Hey, shush! Come on, Chiu, you are! OK, so you're unconventional, definitely, but who in 3-A is normal anyway? I'm a published manga artist, Negi is a ten year old magical teacher, Evangeline is a Vampire, Chachamaru is a robot, even people like Yuuna and Ako aren't exactly the most common people in the world, heck, every single girl in that class, you and Chisame included, are Special in their own unique way." Haruna said, stroking the girls cheek softly. Chiu sighed, and pushed against the palm, nuzzling at it like a cat. Haruna blushed a little, but smiled.
"Nyaaa! Harunas skin is supersoft." Chiu mewled, and Haruna smiled, before grinning devilishly.
"If you like how it feels, you should see what it tastes like!" She said, her twin hair strand antennae twitching. Chiu giggled, and shuffled a little closer to the girl.
"Oh, I'd love to, Paru-Saama!" She squealed, and Haruna shuddered a little. Chiu giggled, and pressed her nose to Harunas in an Eskimo kiss, before sliding back onto the bed. Haruna looked at her a little dumbfounded.
"Paru-sama is superkawaii! I just had to!" Chiu giggled, and blushed a little, before looking back up at Haruna, who was also blushing a little. Their gazes locked for a few moments, and Chiu found herself shifting her weight forwards, leaning in to the girl, who was also moving towards her. Her heart began to beat faster, threatening to tear out of her chest if she kept this up for too long. She shuffled a little, before slowly swinging her knees underneath her, so she was kneeing on the bed. She felt Harunas hand take hold of her shoulder, and her hands, seemingly of their own accord, were clasped tightly on the girls hips. The whole ordeal was out of both girls control now, and set to run its inevitable course. They edged towards each other slowly, the gap closing second by second, before, after some painstakingly long seconds, their lips touched each others gently. This kiss, to Chiu, at least, seemed to be over far too quickly, lasting only ten seconds or so, but did it ever feel good. She found herself breathing in deeply, her heart still pounding at her chest, her gaze still locked on the green haired girl, who was licking her lips.
"Mmm, you're a good kisser." she said, after a while, adjusting her glasses a little. Chiu squeaked, and giggled with glee.
"Paru-sama tastes really good! She wasn't wrong!" She giggled, her exuberance casing her to bounce up and down on the bed with pure glee. She felt so good, she felt like she actually belonged, and meant something to someone in the flesh, not someone online, and it felt so amazing. She leapt forwards, and snuggled into Harunas ample boobs, wrapping her arms around the girls waist. Haruna smiled, and ruffled the girls hair, moving to take it from the tied up mess that Chisame left it in. Chiu stopped her at the last moment, and leaned up to her ear.
"Chisame loves the feel of her hair falling down her cheeks. If you wanna seduce her, too, unwrapping it will be a good thing to do to her!" She whispered, and stole a quick peck on the girls cheek. Haruna grinned, and smiled back at the girl.
"Who says I wanna seduce her? Maybe I just wanna see the cute side of her." Haruna said, which somewhat shocked Chiu. Haruna looked at her expression, and burst into a fit of giggles.
"I'm kidding! Chisame is super cute too." Haruna said, smiling. Chiu frowned a little.
"She needs help...she's a ball of nerves tied up with spite and hatred...please...Paru-sama...help her. She needs a friend more than anything..." Chiu said, quietly, and Haruna nodded.
"I'll try my very best, Hon. It's painful seeing one of the class lock herself up so much..." She whispered, stroking the girls cheek again. Chiu smiled, and then groaned with pain.
"Ch..CHIU!?" She gasped, clasping onto the girls arms. Chiu gulped down a few breaths of air, and pushed Haruna back.
"It...it's OK... If I stay in control...too long... it hurts...I'm gonna slip...back..into Chisames mind...so she can...recover. Please...look after her." Chiu whispered, before falling back onto the bed.

"Nnnh..." She mumbled, as she found herself returning to the land of consciousness. She went to move, but found her eyes had decided moving would be a cue to go swirly and dizzy, and make her fall over whenever she tried anything. She groaned, and was pushed back down to the bed by sympathetic hands.
"Don't push yourself, you had a nasty fall. I'm here, so don't you worry." A familiar voice cooed soothingly, a mere whisper, which the stricken girl was glad for, since even that echoed within her mind like a jack hammer.
"Saotome-san?" She mumbled, and the apparition that was standing over her nodded.
"Yep. Normally, Ako would've taken you, but she's falling behind a bit, so I volunteered. You're really light, you know." Haruna said, and Chisame could detect something within her voice like concern, only, slightly different. Like, confusion and slight fear, along with concern. Haruna withdrew her sketchpad, and scribbled on it gently, not saying another word. The two girls sat in silence for a little while, before Haruna finally decided to break the ice with the question that was playing on her mind.
"How long have you...you know...had her?" She asked. Chisame said nothing, not quite figuring out what the girl was talking about.
"Huh?" She mumbled, still groggy from the fall, and searching for her glasses. If she had those, she might be able to think a little clearer. Her hand was stopped by Haruna, who grasped Chisames wrist with some pressure.
"You know, I always thought that wasn't fair...You don't need to wear glasses, but you chose to anyway. I haven't got a choice in the matter, they can't make contacts thick enough for me... but you hide away all that cuteness by those ugly things" She muttered, before letting go of her hand. Chisame was silent for a while, a light blush breaking across her cheeks.
"Who told you I don't need to wear glasses?" She said, eventually, her mind not clear enough to work on her intricate fabric of lies she had erected over so many years.
"She did. The one inside your own mind." Haruna said, a little nervously.
"What? What are you talking about, Saotome, I'm no a Schizophrenic. How dare you accuse such things of me, you freak!" Chisame snapped, pushing herself up onto her hands, and regretting it, but not letting her anger fade. Haruna merely grinned.
"Ya know, I've been called a lot worse than that, you'll have to do a lot better before you offend me!" She giggled, before bonking the girl on the head gently, and ruffling her hair. "I spoke with Chiu. She's a very cute girl, you know. A real princess!" Chisame narrowed her eyes, and shoved Harunas hand away from her.
"That...THING...isn't a 'cute little girl', it's a damn Parasite. Created by that stupid brat and his stupid magic..." Chisame snapped, her anger rising up a little. She wasn't expecting the slap.

"HASEGAWA CHISAME! How can you say that? That Chiu exists alone is a miracle, but that she has her own mind, and opinions, is amazing. She's every bit as much a human as you are, maybe even more so, if you really are that cold..." Haruna snapped, glaring hotly at the girl. Chisame shirked back, trying to get away from the girls angry gaze. Then she felt it start to well up inside her. The torrent of her bottled up opinions and emotions, starting to leak. This fact alone meant she was losing control, which only made her more angry.
"YOU KNOW, IT'S NOT MY DAMN FAULT! SHE STOLE PART OF ME!" She shouted back at the female, who looked at her with such a strange look Chisame wondered if she had said her thoughts right.
"What're you talking about, you Baka?" The mangaka said, chuckling softly.
"HER! CHIU! She's gotten all my good emotions, all the things that I pushed into the Net Idol Persona. She's cute, and giggly, and bubbly and energetic and fun. What am I? I'm just a surly, opinionated, snobby bitch with a superiority complex. She took everything nice, and left me with the horrible things. So slap her, you damn Half-baked cow!" She snapped, not going to be pushed back by this freak who knew nothing about her. Haruna moved to slap the girl again, before stopping herself. She instead moved forwards, and tugged the girl into a tight embrace.
"GAH! GET...GET OFF ME, YOU ABNORMAL DYKE!" Chisame yelped, pushing the girl back suddenly. She glared at her, huffing her breath angrily.
"I DO NOT GO THAT WAY, AND I SWEAR IF YOU TOUCH ME AGAIN, I SCREAM RAPE!" She yelled, pointing an accusing finger at the mangaka, who felt herself waiver a little. It was tough dealing with this girl, but she was determined. She could see she had some really bad issues to deal with, and she needed someone to help her at least face them.
"Jeez, you're messed up, Chisame..." She muttered, and Chisame gave her a look of pure disgust.
"Me? You think I'm messed up? I'm Normal. Asuna is messed up, Ayaka is messed up. You and Yue and Nodoka are messed up, I'm normal. I'm not a freak, I'm normal!" She said, her voice waivering, and cracking, like she was fighting back against tears.
"Who the hell wants to be normal? Chiu was complaining that she wasn't normal, but I say, Normal is bad. Unique is so much better, people remember you, and find you interesting. I find it highly ironic that you call yourself normal, when you've got a second mind living inside yours. You're the biggest freak of the lot of us, at least no-one else has a serious mental illness!!" Haruna retorted, before placing her hands over her mouth, fearing she may have said too much. Chisame just stared at her, before smirking a dangerous, almost insane smirk.
"You know what...you're right...Out of everyone in 3-A, I'm the weirdest of the lot. I'm a reclusive, Schizo, computer loving, pent up freak." She said, with an unnerving smile on her face. Haruna watched the girl with some trepidation as tears slowly began to fall from the girls eyes. Soon, they streaked her cheeks completely, but the girl just sat there, staring. Haruna moved to get closer to her, and even placed her hand on Chisames. That was when the girl exploded.

"GET THE FUCK OFF ME YOU FUCKING LESBIAN! DO NOT TOUCH ME EVER AGAIN! I AM NOT GAY, I NEVER HAVE BEEN AND NEVER WILL BE! STAY AWAY FROM ME I DO NOT SWING THAT WAY! KEEP YOUR QUEER HANDS TO YOURSELF OU DAMN DYKE!!!" She screamed, flinching away from the girl, and collapsing down to the mattress, tears falling from her eyes, huge wails emanating from her. Haruna flinched, feeling her own eyes start to pool the salty liquid. She moved to pat her, but, fearing she might scream again, decided against it.
"My god...what the hell hapenned to you?" She whispered, hoping that Chisame hadn't heard. She had.
"You...you...you really...really want to know?" She whispered, between sobs. Haruna nodded. Chisame sat up, her cheeks now moist with her tears, her eyes turning raw red.
"You don't wanna know. You just think you do because you want me to stop crying." She said, sourly, glaring at the girl, still sobbing. Haruna let out a cry, her own tears now starting to fall. She clasped onto the girls shoulders, and pulled her close, looking into her eyes intensely.
"THAT'S NOT TRUE AT ALL! I'M WORRIED ABOUT YOU! CHIU IS WORRIED ABOUT YOU!" She yelled, her face contorted with sadness and anger.
"FINE! WHEN I WAS YOUGER, I KNEW A GIRL CALED JULIA. WE PLAYED TOGETHER EVERY DAY, WE WERE CLOSE. REALLY CLOSE. ONE DAY, I TOLD HER I WANTED TO BE HER BRIDE, AND MY FATHER HEARD. HE BEAT ME TO WITHIN AN INCH OF MY LIFE, AND DID THE SAME TO HER. SHE NEVER SPOKE TO ME AGAIN, AND I'VE STILL GOT A SCAR FROM HIS ATTACK!" She yelled, before collapsing to the bed again, tears now streaming with renewed vigour. Haruna could do nothing, completely stunned by the revelation. A few moments passed, with Chisame wailing in self pity, and Haruna sobbing gently to herself, before the green haired girl finally spoke.
"Your father...is a complete bastard...I'm sorry you lost your friend...but I...I don't see..." She started, before Chisame snapped again.
"OH MY GOD, YOU JUST DON'T FUCKING GET IT, DO YOU?! I LOVED HER! I TRUELY WANTED TO MARRY HER! SHE WAS MY LIFE, THEN BECAUSE OF HIM, SHE JUST LEFT. YOU'RE SO ALOOF YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE TO HAVE YOUR HEART RIPPED OUT AND STAMPED ON BY YOUR OWN FAMILY. HE MAY AS WELL HAVE KILLED ME BACK THEN!" She spoke, then went to leave the bed, wanting to run away, to just get away from everything. She was already running the idea of ending her own life through her head, but she was pushed back down by Haruna. The two girls stayed, looking at each other, sobbing, for nearly a minute, before Haruna moved herself down, and softly kissed the girl square across the lips. Chisame was still to weak to move freely, and now too hoarse to call out, but the second the girls lips touched her own, all was forgotten.

The kiss was to Chisame a lighthouse to a lost seafarer. Haruna smelt of Lilacs and Honey, and just a little bit of fresh pencil sharpennings, and her skin was soft, albeit a little greasy, assumedly from a lip balm of some sort. Chisame felt her hands wandering from the bed up to Harunas sides, then to grip each other around the girls back. She moaned gently, her eyes closed, her mind working overtime in protest to this, and being completely overridden by those areas she had tried to seal up after her terrible incident. Haruna was also relishing the second taste of Chisames mouth in the day, but something about it felt different. While Chiu felt innocent, and somewhat informal, this felt intense beyond anything she could describe, which considering her profession, was quite impressive. There was a yearning to the girls moans and hand movements that could have been brooding her entire life. Haruna found herself undoing the girls knot of hair, but held it in place, her other hand supporting her weight above the girl. Chisame, full of regret, pulled away after a good thirty seconds, gasping for air. She took in several large breaths, not wanting to look the girl in the eye, in case she start crying again. She could feel years of self repression collapsing within herself, long forgotten desires enveloping her, making her body twinge in places she didn't think would twinge in the presence of another woman ever again. Slowly, she sat up, Haruna moving with her, kneeling on the girls bed, her hand still keeping the girls hand in check. Chisame gave Haruna a look of yearning so intense that it took every ounce of self control Haruna had to not leap back onto the girl, but control herself she did, and she gently let go of her hair, caressing her cheek with one hand, as the hair cascaded around her, giving her a slightly younger looking appearance, especially with her now bright pink blushing cheeks. Chisame could contain herself no longer, as she gave out a light squeak, and a sob, before tackling the girl, bearing her to the mattress, her lips open wide across the other girls. Haruna smiled brightly, and opened her mouth a little, allowing the girl to do as she would, as she herself linked her fingers through the label that was sticking out of the girls skirt. They stayed locking in this embrace for another minute or so, before Chisame pulled herself back up. Haruna sat up, and hugged the girl softly.
"That wasn't all that scary now, was it? Bet you enjoyed it" She whispered, and yelped as Chisame pinched her side lightly. Looking into the girls face, she squealed with joy to see a small smile snaked across her mouth. She kissed the girl again, gently, before stroking her bangs back behind her ear.
"Saot...Haruna...Thank you...thank you" Chisame whispered, nuzzling the girl gently. Haruna grinned, and rubbed her back gently.
"No problem, hon. You get some sleep, you're still recovering, you know..." She said, breaking from the embrace. Chisame let go a few seconds later, looking a little disappointed, but she was right. She lay down, as Haruna tugged the duvet up over the girl. As she went to leave, she felt Chisames hang tug on hers.
"Dun..wanna..be...alone..." She mumbled. Haruna giggled, and walked back to the side of the bed, kicking off her shoes quietly.
"So, scoot over then." She said, lifting up the covers. Chisame did so, and Haruna climbed into the bed, nestling in behind Chisame, threading her arm around the girls waist gently. She kissed her ear softly, and whispered "Sleep well, Chisame. I'll be here when you wake up. I promise."