A/N: This is my first time writing a ShizNat fic. And also, a simple warning. I am writing because I can't seem to get this story plot out of my head and was wishing for a same plot to be written by other fans out there but to no avail. I am not a great writer. I always struggle to write since I don't have those enviable literary skills other writers have in this fandom. I hate myself for it. THIS MAY OR MAY NOT BE A FUTA. It would depend on my mood, ahahaha. Hope you guys enjoy this.

A/N 2: I know some readers don't read the Author's Note placed before or after the story, to which I am sometimes guilty of. But to avoid any flames of my bad grammars, sentence construction, etc. snobby people out give, I'll be leaving one sentence indication I AM NOT A GOOD WRITER NOR IS ENGLISH MY MOTHER LANGUAGE SO NO FLAMES. I am also not requesting any beta because of limited internet connection. Yes, its true. Internet is still not freely accessible to many. One should pay first, dang.

Disclaimer: Do I have to say it? For a fact, though I wish is not, I do not own Mai-Hime. I am a mere fan.

Chapter 1: Foggy Dream

0400 Flight to Narita Airport

The slight buzz of the engine was a constant sound during the flight. The cabin was dimmed for the passengers to relax more. The flight to Japan was a peaceful one. No turbulence so far. She sat ajar on her window seat. Her blue hair falling into a curtain partially covering her face. Rather than relaxing her head and neck, an elbow was propped on her armrest for her left hand to support her head. A habit she has developed through all those boring lectures back on her home country, Germany.

The cool breeze of the air conditioning unit on top of her seat was gently lulling her to sleep. She has been dozing in and out of slumber during the flight. Her consciousness slowly slipping away when a warm object made contact with her chin, slowly tracing upward to her lower lips where it left a bit of pressure that made her more aware. The warm object then lightly traced its way to her lower left jaw, just near where her supporting hand made contact with her head. Still drowsy, she slowly opened eyes. Sight still blurry, mind still muddle by sleep, she very slowly processed the soft, porcelain hand that was gently stroking her jaw. A thumb tracing her lower lip. A dream? She thought.

A few more processing was all it took to realize the owner of the hand was seating just beside her. She peeked at the crimson eyes that seemed to be drowned by so much emotion. Her half-lidded emerald pools couldn't seem to take her gaze away from the stranger's eyes. Body still relaxed and unresponsive, she felt the slight pull making her head slightly face the stranger. What's going on? The situation was puzzling her to no end. The crimson pools, so lost in passion slowly inched its way to her. As it neared, she smelled the heavenly lavender scent from the stranger's what seemed to be tawny hair.

She could feel the hot breath upon her lips and before she could fully be aware of her surroundings, the hand grabbed her left cheek and warm lips conquered her own. The warmth quickly spreading from her lips. Her cheeks quickly picking up and heating instinctively. A tongue slowly but insistently pushing her lips apart, against her teeth, prodding for an invitation to slip inside her mouth, to which she complied.

Unconsciously, her left hand rested itself to the stranger's shoulder, her right grasping on the woman's left forearm. In return, the woman's left hand rested on her waist, lightly stroking and from time to time giving pressure. The tongue quickly glided in, feeling every inch inside her mouth. A few more pressure, inviting her tongue for a dance. A few more seconds and they were kissing passionately. Hot breath mixing in.

She shivered when the hand that had been grasping her waist caressed her right breast. She could feel her body heating up more.

Lost in euphoria, her body relaxing from all the stroking and kissing combined with the cool breeze hitting there warm bodies, I shouldn't have taken those sleeping pills, the bluenette finally gave up and drifted back to sleep.

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Her lips were moving downwards, licking on the bluenette's neck. She's finding herself addicted to the bluenette's cool and minty scent. The taste of her skin was something she could not compare.

Her lust was increasing rapidly at the fast development of her initial bold move of touching the bluenette's face that turned to kissing her. She was getting really hot. In all her life, this is the first time she felt this way. She couldn't fathom where on earth she pulled out such raw emotions to a stranger.

At the start of the make out session, it was incredible that the bluenette responded to her with the same passion as well as weirded that it didn't seem to wake her fully. She could tell by the hooded eyes that the young woman was fighting to keep awake while responding to her onslaught.

She continued to nip at the base of the bluenette's throat, intent to leave a mark. Goodness, I can't seem to get enough. Her wandering hand groped and slightly squeezed the bluenette's breast then she felt that the young woman was leaning more to her. The hands that were on her shoulder and on her forearm was slack. She looked about and found that the woman was already heavily sleeping. Too bad.

Her gaze once again move to check the facial features of the woman that awoke her desires. The steady gaze roamed upon the sleeping woman's face, moving down to those luscious breast and again down to the slim waist and long legs. She was content on engraving such sight to her mind when her eyes widened and quickly darted towards the sleeping figure's crotch. She raised a curious eyebrow and couldn't help but lick her lips.

Ara, Ara.

TBC

You like it? If so, do encourage my very small ego and review, hehehehe.

To those that doesn't' like FUTA, I don't care. Don't even waste your time trolling and leaving flames coz I couldn't care less.

As I've mentioned, I am still not sure if I'm going to write this as a FUTA or not, just so we're clear.

The make out session was not that great, sorry. I'm so not good at this but I'll try my best to make this as hot and steamy as possible. This chapter is just a simple message of what will happen in the future.

Love lots, CJR