Puppy Love

Disclaimer: Mahou Sensei Negima and its characters do not belong to me, but to Ken Akamatsu, the panty shot king.

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Chapter Two: Bath Time for Puppy!

"You haven't been to the dorm bathhouse yet, have you?" Chizuru kept her hand tightly around Kotarou's hand as she easily dragged him towards the direction of the large bathhouse, two towels and a bucket of shampoos and soaps being carried in her other hand.

"C-Chizuru-nee-chan, it's a women's bath!" Kotarou hollered, struggling helplessly in her grasp. It was a futile struggle with only Chizuru. Once she had you, you were most likely with her until she freed you.

"No one will mind! Besides, who could resist such a cutie like you?" Chizuru giggled as she opened the door to the changing rooms. Gently ushering him in, she settled the bucket down on the ground nearby, and twirled him around so that they were face to face.

Before Kotarou knew it, she had easily stripped him of his clothing, and immediately placed a towel around his waist to allow him some privacy. She gently tugged on his tail, which he had forgotten to retract from earlier this day, knowing that Kotarou blushed every time she did that. The first time she had tried to give him a bath, she had thought it was a decoration and tried to take it off him. Very scary day, mind you.

Chizuru did the same to herself; her clothes neatly folded along side his, before tying a towel around her slim body, knowing Kotarou would most likely faint from blood loss if she didn't.

"Come on, the baths are really pretty," Chizuru chirped happily as she ushered him toward the bath entrance, once they reached the entrance, she moved out of the way, and allowed Kotarou his first look around the huge, steaming baths.

"Wow…" Kotarou's eyes nearly popped out of his head as he stared at the huge bath in front of him. Back when he was back in Kyoto, he skipped bathing for nearly a week at a time. He was always too busy trying to gain more power or on a mission for his ex-boss, Chigusa. Therefore, in other words, hygiene was not a big deal for his hectic lifestyle.

When he did bathe, it was a quick throw of warm water in the shower, and he declared himself clean. So seeing, let alone taking a bath an actual bathhouse, was new to him. He heard of them and sometimes taken a glimpse of them, but never bothered going to one.

It was HUGE. The high school girl's dorm had every right to be proud of having such a grand bath. It was probably at least a football field long and wide with plenty of small baths connected to the large one. In the middle of the main bath was a small island of palm trees and other hot water plants.

Close to it were multitudes of mini-waterfalls, crisscrossing one another in an intricate design. Near the main pool was an inlet with another small bath, except it had a small pagoda-like top, holding the top were proud Grecian like pillars.

The bath went on even further, but Kotarou's sightseeing trip ended when he felt Chizuru's presence come closer and closer in a 'predator stalking prey' sort of scenario. Before he could move, he felt he felt her tangle her arms gently on his shoulders, steering him toward the showers to wash his hair first.

"Nee-chan…" Kotarou whimpered as she set him down on a low stool, lathering a lightly scented, ginger shampoo in his hair, gently massaging his scalp.

His whole body melted against hers as she continued to press her soft fingers against his nerve-racked head, easing his tension from the past few weeks.

Abruptly, she doused him with cold water, sending him yelping into the large bath. His head half in the water, he mocked glared at her as she giggled lightly at him.

"You were falling asleep Kotarou. Besides, if I let you fall asleep, the soap would go into you ears, it would've caked up, and you would've ended up deaf," Chizuru pressed her hands together, nodding at that 'fact.'

"WHAAAAT!" Kotarou popped up from the bath, the water concealing his waist, as he stared at Chizuru with a cute expression of astonishment. He would've kept believing her if Chizuru hadn't giggled at him.

"That was very awful of you, Chizuru-nee-chan…" the wolf-boy grumbled half into the water, making little bubbles, but looked up curiously, when he felt her slowly enter the bath, her ever present warm smile on her face as she walked over to his side.

"Oh my! I forgot how nice early evening baths were!" Chizuru sighed happily, settling herself close to Kotarou.

"Mm…" Kotarou nodded, slowly allowing himself to relax in Chizuru's enjoyable presence, telling his body that there was no danger, and that Chizuru was the only one here.

He sat back until only his nose was barely out of the water, the warm water making his body feel like jelly. He heard soft humming, and lazily opened one eye, seeing Chizuru heading toward one of the mini waterfalls.

Chizuru stood in the waist-deep water, under the waterfall, the warm water quickly rushing down on her body, refreshing both her body and cleansing her soul. It was obvious with the even more relaxed and carefree smile on her face. His face blushed slightly when he realized she had abandoned her towel, and was walking freely in the nude.

He absently noticed how her long, wet brownish-caramel locks swayed gently against her soft, pristine white skin, making a lovely contrast in colors. He absolutely adored touching it when no one was looking and Chizuru was so busy that she would not notice either.

Kotarou was somewhat thankful that the water was waist length. He closed his eyes and shook his head before he reopened them, scrutinizing her pale, flat stomach. Up even more, Kotarou blushed, seeing her generous bosom. He already knew full and well about them since she pressed him in between them every chance she got when she hugged him.

Once more, he squeezed his eyes together tightly for a moment, reopened them, and continued upward until he spotted slender arms that he knew were frighteningly strong when they needed to be. He continued upward, seeing them connected to gently sloped shoulders and even more, to a graceful, swan-like neck.

He stopped his trek, a rush of guilt spread throughout his body as his sharp eyes narrowed on the barely noticeable scar that was the single blemish on her perfect, smooth skin. In a moment of confusion and rage, he had used his claws on her, ruining her faultless white skin.

Kotarou bit his lip, remembering that Chizuru had assured him it was okay, but still, hurting her was an unforgivable act. He remembered her words exactly. It was most likely the first kind act that he received in a long time.

'Don't worry about it! The scratch isn't too deep. Besides…until you remember something, you can stay here as long as you like. I see you have your reasons, so I won't call anyone.'

'Chizuru-nee-chan protected me, and…and I swear, on my honor as a man, I will protect her at all costs!' Kotarou silently vowed before realizing he was off in his own little world.

Kotarou blinked his eyes as he continued to silently admire her from afar. His eyes were now fixated on her face. He silently admired her unblemished face, knowing from the rest of the girls he had seen, that girls in Chizuru's age group were close to the pinnacle of pimples and acne, yet not one blotch dared to appear on her cream-colored skin. He admired her soft, full, Sakura colored lips, slightly open as she inhaled and exhaled in soft breaths of air. Up even more was a sharp nose, and finally was his last stop.

He remained fixated on her closed eyes. Her dark lashes fanned against well-defined cheeks bones, and beneath her eyelids were a pair of dark chocolate colored eyes that were always calm no matter what situation. When they were happy, they had this beautiful way of twinkling that would make any heart melt. When she directed her gaze at him, he knew he could not deny her anything.

Once, just once, when Count Herrmann threatened his life, was the first time he had seen her actually angry. Her brown eyes darkened even further as they narrowed angrily at the Count for harming him.

Kotarou blushed, even now; he was still slightly embarrassed at the fact that she had saved him, even though men were the ones who protected the woman, not the other way around.

It was not that he was ungrateful about that, but one of the things that he definitely relied on were his morals. One of his top morals was to NEVER fight or harm a girl in any way.

There were a few exceptions to that rule, like with Kaede-nee-sama. That large-busted nee-sama was undeniably strong, so he could fight her just a little. However, even the thought about fighting her at full strength was taboo.

With Chizuru, that rule definitely applied, but even more than any other. She was special. Kotarou could not put his finger on it, but just looking at her, he felt his undeniable urge to protect her.

While he was thinking about why he thought she was so special, she finally noticed him watching her.

'Someone's watching me…?' Chizuru turned her head slightly toward Kotarou's direction, noticing that he was staring at her with a blank, but scrutinizing, gaze.

Kotarou's locks limply framed his childishly handsome face, his dark chocolate gaze somehow making her feel more naked and helpless than she really was, which was odd since she never minded walking about in the nude or half-naked before.

Chizuru had always had people stare or gawk at her, for…one reason or another. Especially men, so she had long ago gotten used to it. However, this cute little boy who she housed and cared for was staring at her incredibly intently. Unknowingly the barest color of pink tinted her cheeks as she stared back at Kotarou for a moment.

"Oh my, Kotarou, did you want to bathe with me!" Chizuru giggled, her blush never leaving her face. She determinedly pushed those thoughts about her charge in the back of her head to reexamine later, as she motioned a hand toward him to come over.

"I-I'm good, t-thank you!" Kotarou stammered out, surprised that he had been caught in such a shameful act such as voyeurism. He immediately turned his head downward at the murky, steamy water, paying extra close to his distorted and blushing face.

"Hmm…" Chizuru allowed herself to frown slightly. Slowly, she walked over to him as she did to a frightened or skittish child at the daycare. Her body made soft, noiseless ripples throughout the water until she now stood in front of Kotarou, who still kept his direct attention at the water below.

Hesitantly, she wrapped her arms around him, pushing his face between her wet breasts. "Something is wrong, but if you don't want to tell me, its fine. However, if something is hurting you, I would really like to know about it," she buried her head into his damp, now spike-less hair.

She remained silent for a moment before continuing," I care about you Kotarou…"

"…It's nothing, don't worry Chizuru-nee-chan…I promise everything is fine. I just have a lot of on my mind," he answered softly, knowing fully well there were probably a thousand shades of blushes skimming pass his face as he was pushed in-between her full breasts for the millionth time.

However, that embarrassment did not stop him from hesitantly wrapping his arms around her slim waist in a loose embrace.

'My first…hug,' he thought to himself, a warm, gushy feeling spreading throughout his body as he stated that thought in his head once more; the warm feeling spreading throughout his body even faster as he did.

Usually he tried to escape Chizuru's hugs or just stood there, blushing his brains out, but this was the first time he actually returned her hugs, not including the fact that she was the first, but gladly, not the last, person willing to hug him. Hugging felt odd, but at the same time, pleasant.

"C-C-Chizuru-san!" A familiar voice suddenly echoed throughout the nearly empty bath house.

It was Asuna, and in obvious shock. Her mind nearly halted at the scene before her, unable to comprehend what was currently going on in the room. Thus, making some of her bodily functions cease, like holding onto her bucket that contained her bathing items, and the grip on the person next to her.

The sound of the bucket hitting the hard, cement floor seemed to magnify ten times throughout the silent room. However, the voice that came next was the one that made Kotarou wish he could crawl into a hole and die.

"Wah…" Another familiar voice suddenly made itself known, much to Kotarou's shock and immense embarrassment.

Chizuru did not skip a beat as she kept her arms around him in a tight hug, while she turned her head and smiled at the dumbstruck duo. She greeted them like she did everyday, "Oh my, hello Asuna-san and Negi-sensei! How are you both on this wonderful evening?"

Asuna and Negi stood a few yards away from the blushing wolf and grinning brunette, but their view of the scene was just as good if they were up close.

Asuna and Negi had towels wrapped around them while the two in the pool were completely naked, the water being the only thing that covered the essentials. In Chizuru's case, some of her hair covered her chest.

"Y-You two have that kind of relationship!" Asuna, her head the color of a tomato, hollered in shock, pointing a finger at Chizuru who still calmly held Kotarou against her.

"Tee hee, nope, Kotarou and I were just having a bath! Would you like to join us?" Chizuru grinned at the even more shocked expressions that appeared on Asuna and Negi's faces before they quickly shook their head.

"Chizuru-nee-chan!" Kotarou wailed, struggling to get away from her grip so that he could bury himself in the steaming waters out of embarrassment. To have his archrival see him in this sort of position was mortifying.

"NO! I mean, thank you Chizuru-san, but we will just come back l-later. I mean, I don't need a bath that badly, do I? I took one yesterday!" the ten-year old sensei answered, but before he could turn away from the waters that spelt out danger in his head, Asuna grabbed his arm.

"I will not have a stinky brat sleeping in my room! You are gonna to take a bath, whether you enjoy it or not!" Asuna hollered at him, quickly picking up her dropped items, and lugged him toward where the closest gym was for the showers.

"Asuuuuuna! I can wash myself!" Negi cried as she literally dragged him toward the showers.

"You brat!" Asuna hollered back, not an ounce of remorse was in her voice as she hauled him out of the bath house, the two of them completely forgetting about Chizuru, who was watching them with amusement while Kotarou gloated up a storm to see Negi being taken away in such an undignified manner, momentarily forgetting about his position.

"Oh my, we're starting to get pruny, do you want to get out of the bath now?" Chizuru asked, acting as if Asuna and Negi had not been in the room at all, as she freed him.

"Umm…yeah…" Kotarou agreed, following Chizuru as she gracefully walked out of the large, heated pool. However, his head was firmed planted downward so that he would not end up staring at Chizuru as he did before in the bath. He did not want Chizuru to think he did this often with any other girl.

Kotarou made sure he dressed quickly, his face still turned downward. However, being the gentleman that he was, he decided to patiently wait for her near the outside doorway, carefully guarding it from any perverted intruders, such as that annoying, panty stealing ermine. He would make sure that no one would dare to take a glimpse of Chizuru as she changed.

He looked up when he heard her light footsteps coming toward him, smiling pleasantly down at him as she saw that he had waited for her.

"Tee hee, Kotarou, guess what I just found out today," Chizuru said as she walked up to him, bending down slightly to talk to him face to face.

"Hmm…what is it?" Kotarou asked curiously, his head tilted cutely to the side, interest clear in his rich brown eyes as he stared back at her.

Unexpectedly, she placed her forehead against his, one of her Cheshire like grins back on her face as she locked her eyes with his now shocked, platter sized ones.

"I didn't know you were such a perv," she said as she lightly kissed him on his nose, enjoyment clearly in her eyes as his expression melted into pure embarrassment, his face staring as a light strawberry pink to a full-fledged apple colored red.

Before he could yell at her, she chuckled playfully as she ran out of the bath, heading toward their dorm.

"Chizuru-nee-chan!" He hollered, immediately chasing her, and easily catching up to her. He pounced playfully at her, and firmly wrapped his arms around her waist and his legs slightly around her thighs, keeping her in a playful wrestlers hold.

"Tee hee, there's my happy Kotarou-kun," Chizuru laughed contentedly, easily walking even with the sudden weight wrapped around her waist. "Are you hungry? When we get home, I'll make your favorite dinner! Chicken curry, okay?"

"Ah…hmm…yeah…" Kotarou smiled along with her, burying his head into her soft locks of brown hair, smelling the rich smell of mixed flowers and spices from her freshly shampooed hair. Simply having her soothing presence close to him was good enough. The fact that she was cooking him his favorite dinner was another reason for him to be happy.


SS: ...I should be making some kind of comment to this chapter. Let's see...it was incrediably sappy. Yup, that's it. Ah well, with these two, you can't help but be sappy. Negi and Asuna, it's half naked sappy, but with Chizuru and Kotarou, it's sadistic, but sweet sappy. Ah well. Please review and tell me what you think.