Because my current supposed to be konosetsu fic is severely lacking in romance.
Note: I've never really written romance before. o/o (well, other then Four Days, but...) so it may not be like...awesomebubblesyay. please go easy on me! (but do give feedback!)
Let the The Party commence.
Setsuna was bored.
She had to wonder how she had even gotten to this party. A series of unfortunate events? You could call it that.
The raven-haired girl had gotten roped into doing this because of her parents; her parents she hadn't seen or heard of for many, many years. Apparently her mother's brother, her 'uncle' was turning fifty. She was invited.
She found it peculiar that he would invite her, of all people. She was a bit of a black sheep. The family business wasn't really her style; I mean, vineyards? Really? Setsuna was made for combat. Her reflexes were abnormally fast, her mind always sharp. She was the perfect body guard. Why waste it on making red stuff that tasted gross?
She sipped absently at her lemon lime & bitters, her eyes sweeping the large crowd of people around her.
Whoever her uncle was, he was rich. The party was set outside, the night air lit brightly by red lanterns. There was a huge swimming pool, steam rolling off its surface, and around it were people sitting, standing and lying, chatting absently about whatever popped into their fuzzy little brains. There was a bar with a veranda over it serving drinks; for free, too. Thankfully there were non-alcoholic drinks; less than she would prefer, but that was okay. There was an open-air lounge, where the birthday boy himself sat comfortably on large red couches, talking with three or four others. Setsuna studied the man with vague interest.
His features were certainly Sakurazaki; sharp eyes, a small mouth and straight, narrow nose, with the customary angular jaw to boot! He looked just like a male version of her mother.
Weird. Setsuna thought, stepping away from the edge of the water. She felt a little out of place; there was no one here that was really her age. Everyone was at least over thirty.
As she looked around, however, she spotted something rather interesting.
There was a girl. A young girl; well, younger than the people around her. She looked about Setsuna's own age, and just as bored.
Oh, and she was absolutely gorgeous.
Setsuna finished her drink, pushed away her usual shyness and went over.
The girl seemed to notice her as she approached. She shifted in her seat, met Setsuna's eyes.
"Hi," Setsuna said lightly, holding out a hand. "Sakurazaki Setsuna."
A smile crept onto the girl's face. Setsuna almost grinned goofily herself, but stopped herself before she embarrassed herself.
"Konoe Konoka..." The brunette said as she took Setsuna's hand. "You're related to Seiji-san?"
Setsuna's brow furrowed in confusion, then her mind clicked. "Oh! Right! The guy who's birthday it is. Yes, he's apparently my uncle."
Konoka giggled. "I take it you don't know him well."
"Never met him." Setsuna said, grinning. "I'm not on the best of terms with my family."
"Ah." She flashed a sympathetic smile. "Must be pretty weird coming to this party."
"You have no idea..." Setsuna muttered.
"I wouldn't say that." Konoka said, her eyes dropping to her knees. "My family life, while close is a little...tense, so to speak."
Setsuna's smile dropped at the brunette's solemn features. She glanced around.
"Want to go somewhere quieter?"
Konoka looked up at her, blinked, and smiled. "Sure."
Setsuna let a little smile twitch onto her face.
After evacuating the crowd, wondering around the house, marveling at Seiji's obvious wealth and finding somewhere comfortable, Setsuna and Konoka had slipped into a flowing conversation. Setsuna could have sworn Konoka had flirted with her a little; nothing obvious, but...
Nah. Setsuna thought, scratching her arm absently. Don't get your hopes up Saku. This girl is much too fine for you...
Konoka had her legs crossed at the knee, leaning forward on her elbow. She was talking about her own family; the Konoe's seemed to be just as, if not richer then Seiji. They were an influential family based in Kyoto, and controlled a large amount of the tourist attractions.
"No wonder your family is so successful." Setsuna said with an amused smile. "Tourism is huge in Kyoto and Nara."
"Indeed!" Konoka laughed. "You have no idea how many times I've been to Cinema town. Seriously, I know it like the back of my hand."
"I bet..." Setsuna chuckled.
A comfortable silence fell over them then. Setsuna's eyes wondered the room, though she couldn't help drawing her eyes back to the perfect form of Miss Konoe every now and then. At one point her gaze met Konoka's; they stayed like that for what seemed like hours, but Setsuna glanced away in embarrassment after coming back to herself.
Jeez, way to be obvious? Setsuna thought, mentally facepalming. She must think I'm such a creep. Oh man, that is so awkward. Damn it! and we were getting along so well! Why do I always mess these things up!
Her thoughts were derailed by a gasp from Konoka.
"Its 2 in the morning!" She cried. "Way to loose track of time, Konoka. I'm so sorry for keeping you here this whole time..."
"Its...quite alright." Setsuna said, a little smile coming to her face. "I'm usually up later then this anyway. Not a problem. "
Konoka smiled, relieved. Her smile faded however. "And I wanted to have a swim..."
Setsuna frowned. Great. I kept her here when she could have been having fun...Setsuna glanced outside at the pool.
"You know, its pretty empty out there..." Setsuna looked back at Konoka with an encouraging smile. "You could always go for a dip now."
"Oh, I don't want to go alone!" She said, pouting. "No one's been swimming all night! It would be embarrassing."
"Well, I could..." Setsuna snapped her mouth shut. No, stupid! Remember you detest swimming, and taking off articles of clothing in general! But it was too late. Konoka was grinning at her hopefully, her eyes shining.
"...come in with me?" She supplied oh-so-helpfully. Setsuna's mind groaned. How can I possibly deny a face like that? Damn this girl and her adorableness!
Setsuna nodded with a wry smile. The brunette cried out happily, practically tackling Setsuna with a hug.
"Thankyou." She murmured, pecking Setsuna's cheek. The body guard blushed to her roots.
She stuttered out something resembling a reply, and - if it was possible - blushed more as Konoka began to undress in front of her.
"Well?" Konoka said, dropping her shirt onto a nearby couch. "Get down to the basics. Not nude, of course." This made Setsuna release a breath she had been holding in, and turn back toward the brunette.
She bit her lip at the sight before her. The lanterns were unlit, the music off, the area completely abandoned. The only light was the glow of the pool's water, the far off skyline of Tokyo city and the intricate web of stars and matter above them that was now so obvious, unlike before. Setsuna hadn't even realised it was a full moon.
And in the center of all the beauty, Konoka slipped into the water, her skin white and cool, reflecting the moon's light. Setsuna felt something stir deep inside her belly. She became nervous, and yet she felt completely at ease.
Self consciousness forgotten, Setsuna unbuttoned her own pinstripe dress shirt, and it slid off her back. Her belt unclasped much too easily, her jeans suddenly looser and easier to shake off.
She lowered herself into the warm water, and waded toward the other girl. Konoka turned around, smiling gently.
The second Setsuna was in range Konoka wrapped her arms around her neck. Setsuna, her hands trembling just a little wound her arms around Konoka's slender waist, pulling the beauty against her.
If Setsuna wasn't blissful enough already - her face inches from Konoka's, the intoxicating closeness of their bodies - Konoka leaned forward ever so slightly, brushing her lips against Setsuna's.
Setsuna's eyes closed as Konoka kissed her agonizingly slow and sweet, her own mouth naturally falling into rhythm with Konoka's. Setsuna felt herself become bold; her hand slid up Konoka's smooth back, the other over her hip; Konoka gasped as the hand slid over her thigh, dangerously close to her center. Konoka gave her a warning look; it was defused by the dark glint of desire in her eye, however. Setsuna just grinned, and pressed her lips back to Konoka's.
This is the best day of my life.
o3o So? how was it? what did you think? did you even like it? please review and tell me~ :D I would love to hear your enlightening thoughts.
Also, this (may) have a second part. (oh my.)