Disclaimer: I don't own Negima… sadly…
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Summer was arriving early that year within the walls of Mahora Academy. Students were released early because of an occasion that the headmaster had to attend to. Konoe Konoka, now at the age of sixteen, stood next to her grandfather's office, leaning casually against one of the great stone pillars. Even though she was still quite young, Konoka had grown more into the beautiful young woman she was predicted to become. Her hair was slightly longer along with her bangs. Her breasts grew larger as well, forming along with the curves of her slender body.
"Aren't you going to head back to your dorm?" Konoka's bored attitude vanished when she heard a familiar voice. She felt her heart beat faster as she turned to face the shy samurai walking up from behind.
"Grandpa wanted me to stop by his office before he takes leave, but I'll be down later okay, Secchan?" Sakurazaki Setsuna bowed her head in reply. She too had grown in the few years in Mahora, however, she kept most of her form when she was fourteen, but she did past Konoka's height, finally becoming the taller one of the two. She grew more social since their trip in Kyoto, but she still was edgy when it came to close contact with others or even starting conversations with them for that matter.
The young samurai yawned as she leaned against the wall as Konoka had been doing before she got there. It had been a long day, but Setsuna was still determined as ever to keeping the promise of protecting her dear Ojou-sama.
Even though it had seemed like nothing had changed, Setsuna's affection toward the young healer grew even more as each year passed by. Not to mention her endless dreams about being with Konoka and 'exploring' places that Setsuna forbade herself to even consider. Setsuna's heart ached as she spent every day, of every month, of every year, hiding her feelings toward Konoka. Her need for Konoka continued to gradually increase, she turned her gaze down to the stone paved flooring as her gutter-minded thoughts spontaneously began to flow uncontrollably.
'Damn, I can't lose control of my thoughts again!' She squeezed her eyes shut. The grip on her Yuunagi tightened as Setsuna fought for control, but was failing miserably.
"Set-chan…are you okay?" Setsuna's eyes snapped open as she turned to the young healer, fumbling with the words that she desperately tried to find in reply.
"I-I-I'm f-fine, really, I-I've just had a lot on my m-mind recently." Setsuna chuckled nervously with her trademark blush growing. Setsuna was slightly confused with the look that Konoka was giving her; a small seductive grin was given in response to Setsuna's excuse.
'Oh gods…I don't think I can…STOP! This is Konoka-Ojou-sama! You're supposed to protect her, not ogle at her!'
"Sometimes I wonder what those things may be…" Konoka purred. Now Setsuna's body was unresponsive to her screaming thoughts of commands to turn away from Konoka's hypnotizing gaze, however…
Konoka's face was only inches from Setsuna's. The petrified samurai's body tightened at the feeling of Konoka's hot breath against Setsuna's dry and eager lips. Setsuna's mind panicked, but her body refused to do nothing.
"Wa…I-uh-….we…" everything seemed to freeze at that moment. Konoka closed the gap between the two girls, leaving Setsuna bewildered as her body tensed at the contact. Thing is, this wasn't any normal playful kiss that Konoka tried to pull on Setsuna, this one was intense, filled with passion. Setsuna gave into Konoka's temptation, kissing back with the same potency, her mind drifted away as it too, gave in.
'Why is she doing this…? I don't deserve…' Setsuna almost pulled away from the healer's soft lips as she felt Konoka's tongue trail over Setsuna's lower lip. Setsuna parted her lips slowly, allowing Konoka's tongue to slide into her mouth. Setsuna groaned as she felt Konoka's tongue explore inside, licking, tasting, remembering. Setsuna lost all control of herself to this point, eagerly bringing her tongue to join Konoka's, their tongues entwining in a small show of desire and dominance.
Setsuna pulled away once she heard the door click as Konoe walked out, seeing his granddaughter leaning against the door and Setsuna who stood by the windows, gazing out as she watched the people outside.
"Alright, I'm sorry granddaughter for making you wait, one of the staff called me shortly after I had called you." The short old man gave a small bow in apology.
"It's okay gramps, the wait wasn't any trouble at all." Konoka smiled. Setsuna, who was still slightly recovering from utter shock, grew three more shades of red as she heard Konoka's words.
"Well, enough chatter out here, lets come into my office and I'll tell you what I wanted you to come here for. You may also come as well Setsuna-kun."
"N-no…that's alright sir…" Setsuna replied nervously, keeping her eyes focused down on the floor as she bowed.
"I told you that you can call me gramps child, but any who, alright, I won't keep Konoka from you for too long." Setsuna lifted herself up as she watched Konoka follow her grandfather. Konoka looked back at Setsuna as she gave the samurai a lust filled look before she shut the doors.
'Baka, baka, baka, baka!!' Setsuna felt like slamming her head through the window. 'What were you thinking?! Oh wait…you weren't… why did you allow it?! But then again…she's so s— NO! Baka, baka, baka!!' Setsuna began to hit her forehead with her palm as her thoughts continued to grow more and more. 'Gods…what am I going to do with myself…?'
A few minutes went by, Setsuna still stood next to the window, her arms crossed and her eyes shut tightly as she tried to meditate. She didn't budge when she heard the door open. However, it didn't take very long for her to lose concentration as she felt two slender arms wrap around her neck from behind.
"That took a little longer than I thought," Konoka whispered huskily in Setsuna's ear. Setsuna flinched as she felt Konoka's lips on her earlobe, nibbling gently on it, causing Setsuna's body to stiffen.
'Oh gods… what am I to do…?' She thought in defeat. Setsuna knew that if Konoka continued this chain of teasing and affection, she would lose herself completely within the binding abyss of her emotions.
Konoka, however, was enjoying the reactions of her Set-chan. She was surprised though, when she 'accidentally' kissed the shy samurai, Setsuna didn't pull away and run, which Konoka expected her to do, in fact, Setsuna brought almost more force into the contact than Konoka had done.
'Should I ignore this…? Or, should I do more…?' Konoka smiled to herself as she thought of these potential possibilities. The moment that Setsuna had relaxed herself, Konoka suddenly had an idea pop into her head.
"Hey Set-chan? Is it okay you escort me around today? Gramps wanted someone to look after me for awhile until things settle down a bit and until he returns from his trip. As long as it's okay with you though, I don't want to seem like a bother…" Setsuna blushed, but not as much as she had previously.
"N—no, I really don't have anything to do, so I'll s—stay with you today if y—you'd like, Ojou-sama…" Konoka pouted at the name Setsuna kept forgetting to not call her. Konoka grinned evilly as she used her tongue to lick the side of Setsuna's neck.
"O-Ojou-sama!! W—wha-!" Setsuna was cut off by the touch of Konoka's finger against her chapped lips.
"Remember to call me Kono-chan, okay Set-chan?" Setsuna sighed, remembering that Konoka despised being called Ojou-sama all the time and preferred to be called by the nickname Setsuna gave to her all those years ago.
"Gomen, Kono-chan, it's simply out of habit, please forgive my slip…I'll be sure to come by later to your dorm to pick you up when you're ready." Konoka released Setsuna as the samurai turned to face the young healer, bowing slightly. She saw Konoka smile tenderly at her in response, giving Setsuna a bit of relief and also a bit of distress.
"Actually, could you meet me at the indoor pool? Akira-chan asked me to help her with a couple things since I was the only one available at the moment while she and swim team left for an outing." Setsuna nodded.
'Perhaps I'll meet her there early in case she needs some help.' Konoka took her leave, waving at Setsuna as she ran down the hall.
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