Doki Doki Night

In the midst of trying to combat the continuing bout of writer's block tied to my Shinkenger/Go-onger crossover, I sprouted another story idea which has become my first-ever M-rated fic. No, it's not a Shinkenger story; I just can't bring myself to put Chiaki/Kotoha or any other Super Sentai pairing in an M-rated context. For a series like Kodai Shoujotai Dogoon V (The Ancient Dogoo Girls), however, M-ratedness came much more easily. For those of you not familiar with Dogoon V, it's a sequel to the fanservice-y toku comedy Kodai Shoujo Dogu-chan (The Ancient Dogoo Girl). One thing Dogoon V and Samurai Sentai Shinkenger do have in common is Shogo Suzuki as one of the cast members. I believe this is the first-ever Dogoon V fanfic, and, unless I just haven't met any others yet, I think I'm the only Shouta/Doji-chan shipper around!

Okay, I did sneak a subtle homage to Shinkenger into the story. Yes, it's Chiaki/Kotoha related. ^^;;;

Anyway, this is my extended AU take on a brief, but cute, scene in Episode 10 of Dogoon V, when Shogo's character, Shouta, is retiring for the night, and references events from Episodes 9 and 10. I'm flying by the seat of my pants here because I've only seen raw episodes (as of this writing, no one has yet released subs for Dogoon V), and my Japanese sucks, so my interpretation of any canon events mentioned may be a bit inaccurate.

Kodai Shoujo Dogu-chan, Kodai Shoujotai Dogoon V, all characters, and references therein are the property of the Mainichi Broadcasting System, Inc. No infringement is intended or implied.

Chapter 1: Reach Out To The Truth

Toweling off his hair after his shower, Shouta Tsukimiya climbed the stairs of his townhouse up to his room. The day had been as uneventful as it could have been with five apprentice youkai hunters in clay bikinis going about their daily business of training, eating, and just wreaking general havoc, like when Doji-chan had accidentally tripped when bringing him a refill on his teacup and splashed hot green tea all over him. At least she hadn't surprised him by showing up unannounced on campus to deliver the bento lunches full of strange pink goop that she would make for him, which suited him just fine. The Dogoon Five, as their Sensei, Dogu-chan, had dubbed them, were more than enough trouble at home.

Shouta flipped on the light. What he saw, or rather who he saw, caused him to sigh exasperatedly. "Eh?" Doji-chan was sitting up on his bed. Her head was bowed down and she was asleep. Shouta approached his bed. "Doji-chan," he called softly, tapping her shoulder gently. "Hey." Getting no response from Doji-chan, Shouta sighed. He began to move his clothes that were on the bed to the floor. He grabbed a pair of shorts, only to find that Doji-chan was holding them in her left fist. Even though he didn't want to disturb her, Shouta pulled lightly a couple of times before he yanked his shorts from Doji-chan's grip and dropped them on the floor. He carefully pulled his blanket up to her waist.

Suddenly, Doji-chan murmured sleepily, "Shouta-san?"

Shouta leaned in close to Doji-chan. "Hmm?"

"I'm sorry," Doji-chan mumbled.

Shouta had to smile. "Don't worry about it." He laid down on his back next to Doji-chan, facing away from her. He switched off his bedside lamp, draped his towel over his chest, and closed his eyes. A minute had not even passed when Shouta felt something knock against the side of his head. "Ouch," he hissed. He turned his head slightly to see that Doji-chan had fallen over and was now leaning on him. Shouta sighed. "Hey," he whispered, shaking her slightly. Doji-chan murmured in contentment; she was once again fast asleep. "Really?" he huffed.

Shouta's annoyance rapidly gave way to amusement at the absurdity of the situation, then concern for Doji-chan potentially waking up cramped and whiny in the morning if she didn't move from her current position. Shouta knew he should move her, but he was nervous about doing so. It wasn't that he had a problem with being in close quarters with Doji-chan in general, but that he was wary about actually touching her. Sure, he would poke her in the shoulder if he wanted to get her attention, but the current situation called for more than that, the thought of which petrified him.

A voice inside Shouta's head chided, You're being ridiculous, man. What's your hang-up? You weren't complaining last week when you were holding her.

Yeah, well, that was different, he countered. It was a life-or-death situation for all of them then.

Maybe so, but she told you that it was risky for you to go out there, and you went anyway. Don't say it was because you wanted to thank her for that weird bento she made for you; thank goodness that whatever that pink shit is in there isn't lethal. Anyway, you know exactly why you went after them… after her.

Shouta's thoughts drifted back to the week before, when Dogu-chan and the Dogoon Five faced off against the Shakos Three Squad. The trio of interstellar youkai hunters had held a particularly nasty grudge against Dogu-chan, and they had managed to ambush Shouta at the university and forcibly bond him to them in order to lure her out and settle their score with her. As the rest of the Dogoon Five accompanied Dogu-chan to the battlefield, Doji-chan told Shouta to stay home because his vulnerability to the Shakos Three Squad's manipulation could potentially work against Dogu-chan and the Dogoon Five. Before she turned to leave, however, Doji-chan suddenly looked pained and grabbed at her heart, like she was having chest pains. Even though she tried to assure Shouta that she was fine, he was still concerned for her. That concern, plus the all-too-painful reminder that he would be bound to the Shakos Three Squad until they were destroyed, eventually agitated him to the point of rushing from the house, in spite of Doji-chan's instructions.

By the time he arrived at the battlefield, the leader of the Shakos Three had unleashed her Doki Doki Wave on Dogu-chan, intending to absorb her. Doro-chan, Doka-chan, Dore-chan, Dori-chan, and Doji-chan had formed a chain to hold onto Dogu-chan, with Doji-chan holding onto Dori-chan's hand with one hand and a large rock formation with the other. As valiantly as everyone stood to anchor Dogu-chan in the tug-of-war, Doji-chan's grip on the rock had started to fail, and as just as her fingers slipped from the rock, Shouta had leapt into the fray; taking hold of the rock with his right hand, he grabbed Doji-chan around her waist with his left hand, and pulled her back against him. Right away, he noticed the softness of Doji-chan's skin, and he could have sworn that his heart skipped a little when she graced him with an overjoyed smile once she realized that he had come to the team's rescue. Even though the situation remained tense until the unexpected emergence of Doji-chan's Doki Doki Beam, the incubation of which was the cause of her earlier distress, Shouta couldn't shake the notion that he didn't mind, and perhaps even enjoyed, holding her.

Face it; you went charging recklessly out there because you were worried about Doji-chan. As much as you hate to admit it, you care for that girl. Maybe you care for her more deeply than you know.

Shouta smirked. Me, care for Doji-chan? Yeah, right. Sure, I tolerate her, and I guess I don't mind her being around, really, but do I really care for her… like that? No way… Shouta rolled his eyes sideways towards Doji-chan and had to smile. Although she was ditzy and often annoying as hell, Doji-chan was also innocent, fiercely devoted to him, and incredibly cute. Even though he wondered if her devotion was genuine or merely a function of their inadvertent bond, a small part of him was thankful that she and the other girls were around to make his life more interesting, as it were. And I thought this sort of thing only happened in manga or anime…

Shouta's temple began to ache from the pressure of Doji-chan's head on his, so he took a deep breath and slowly inched himself upwards and sideways to push her upright. That wasn't so bad. He was about to lie back down when Doji-chan began to tip over again. Damn it! Shouta put his hands out and stopped Doji-chan from falling over. He sighed ruefully. Swallowing hard, Shouta wormed his left hand under the blanket and behind her knees and placed his right hand between her shoulder blades. Goosebumps swept over him when his palm met her back, and his heartbeat began to accelerate, but he slowly inched her body down the length of the bed until he was able to lay her flat on her back.

Before he could do anything else, however, Doji-chan's body rolled slowly towards Shouta, her limbs stretching out briefly like those of a lazy cat. Shouta froze, his hands still under Doji-chan. He winced as he slowly withdrew his left hand from under her knees. His fingers crept to the blanket and gently drew it over her, up to her shoulder. Now was the tricky part; extricating his right hand. As Shouta slowly slid his right hand out from under Doji-chan's back, he shivered slightly; her back was just as velvety as her belly. Oh, man, her skin… it feels so nice… wait, what the hell's come over me? Doji-chan…

Just then, Doji-chan stirred in her sleep. Her eyelids fluttered open to see Shouta hovering over her. "Shouta-san?" she mumbled drowsily.

Shouta felt his blood turn to ice. "Doji-chan!" he whispered hoarsely. "I… this… th-this isn't what you think it is! I-I'm sorry!" Realizing that his hand was still underneath her body, Shouta yanked it out from under her so quickly that he fell backwards off his bed and landed on the pile of clothes he had dropped on the floor. "Ow!"

"Shouta-san!" Suddenly wide awake, Doji-chan threw the blanket off herself, hopped off the bed, and knelt next to Shouta, who had propped himself up on his elbows. "Shouta-san, are you all right?"

Shouta grimaced as he sat up slowly, grabbing his back. "I'm fine." Suddenly feeling guilty, he began, "Doji-chan, I– "

"Shouta-san." Doji-chan was now on all fours, trying to peer around to Shouta's back. "Is your bottom okay? If it hurts, let me see." She started to crawl behind him to get a better look, but he leaned back to stop her.

"Doji-chan, I'm okay, really." Shouta turned onto his right side and grabbed Doji-chan's right arm with his left hand, causing her to wobble and fall on top of him, rolling him back onto his elbows. Shouta grunted lightly as Doji-chan landed on her forearms on his chest, her hands gripping his shoulders. "I'm sorry," he said, sitting up against his bed and putting one arm around her to bring her up with him. Shouta's heart boomed in his ears and his breathing quickened as he realized that mere millimeters separated his face from hers. Holy shit, he thought. What's going on here? He looked into Doji-chan's eyes, and wasn't sure what he saw. Was it confusion? Fear? Longing? Whatever it was, it seemed to draw the two of them together like magnets; the next thing Shouta felt was his lips connecting with Doji-chan's in the lightest of lingering kisses. His inhibitions and fear rapidly melted away as he tightened his arm around her body and kissed her again and again, each kiss longer and more impassioned than the one before it, and all of them betraying the desire for her unto which he was finally allowing himself to surrender. Doji-chan…

Oh! Shouta-san… Doji-chan's eyes were closed in rapture as Shouta's lips caressed hers. Even though her bond with him had started out completely by accident, her attachment to him had quickly evolved from obligatory to voluntary; in fact, she had taken quite a shine to him and hoped that he would someday feel remotely the same way about her. Can it be? Has Shouta-san grown fond of me? Her arms folded themselves behind his neck, and she giggled as she allowed him to pull her legs out from under her and wrap them around his lower body. Even through the thickness of her clay bikini, she could feel the warmth emanating from within his sweatpants. As Shouta kissed his way down to her neck, her fingers moved to his hair, raking lightly through the auburn locks. Doji-chan felt delicious flutters surge through her each time his lips nipped and brushed over her neck and she sighed raggedly, whispering his name several times over in between sighs.

Bracing his back against his bed, Shouta took hold of Doji-chan's thighs and pushed himself up to a standing position, keeping her limbs wrapped around him. "Doji-chan," he whispered.

"Shouta-san?"

Shouta turned himself so that he faced his bed. He lifted one knee up onto the mattress and lowered Doji-chan and himself onto it as carefully as he could. He looked down at her from overhead; her pigtails were splayed off to either side of her head, and the expression on her face was that of innocent love with an undercurrent of lustful yearning. Shouta ran trembling fingertips along the upper edge of Doji-chan's bikini top. Damn. I never thought that her skin could be any softer than what I've already felt, but… holy shit. "Doji-chan, I want to see you," he breathed. "I want to see all of you."

Once again, I exercise my right to end my chapter wherever I want… and yeah, I know I'm beyond EVIL! The next chapter will come very soon; I can only tease something like this for so long before… ^_~