…Seriously, WTF is up with all the depression going around this place? I leave for a season or two, and it's like the freaking plague hit! Hell no… I got ta fix this. Have some funnies, on me! We need it.
Title - Pillow Talk (pt. 2)
Prompt – Eroges… (yep you read right).
Pairings - Mato/Yomi
Disclaimer – I don't own. Sad, ain't it?
Not for the first time that night, Yomi found herself fidgeting quite restlessly beneath Mato's blanket as she sought for comfortable way to settle herself for bed. Unnerved with the silence from her partner, the heiress turned and gently put her hand to Mato's back.
"Hey, Mato…"
"Please don't tell me you wanna switch sides again…"
"Eh, no actually, I just wanted to know if you were still awake."
"How can I sleep with you practicing the Cha-Cha-Slide under the sheets?"
"Oh, um… Sorry about that."
"Eh, never mind. Something wrong?"
"Not really. I'm just… curious about something… but I'm not sure if I should ask."
"It's certainly not like I can sleep now, might as well go and ask it."
"What was your parent's reaction when you first asked them where babies come from?"
"That's a… random question."
"Which was why I wasn't sure if I should ask."
Mato stayed silent for moment, trying to think.
"Err, I actually wish I'd never asked."
"Why?"
"Well, around the time I became curious about it, my mom was about to give birth to Hiro. I had tried asking before how the baby formed in mom's stomach, but neither of them would give me an answer. When mom went into labor, I went with her and dad to the hospital, and while we were in the waiting room, I wanted to ask dad one more time… but then I heard mom screaming, and I made the mistake of entering the delivery room..."
"Ohhh…"
"Most traumatizing moment of my life, the memory is still burned into my retinas! I mean…"
Mato turns over to face her partner.
"I mean thing came out Yomi! IT ACTUALLY CAME OUT!"
"You saw all that?!"
"I decided then and there that I didn't care where they came from, I would NEVER have kids! EVER!"
"...Not ever?"
"Never! You couldn't even pay me to have them!"
"Not even with me?"
Mato went stiff for a moment and a blush broke out on her face.
"Uh… Ehh.. that is.. what I mean… I'm not physically having them. I.. would have kids with you… maybe."
"Really?"
"Yeah, but you're gonna be the one to give birth. As soon as I become legal, I'm getting my tubes tide."
"Why just me?"
"Cuz, you're the woman in this relationship."
Mato giggles as Yomi jabs her playfully in the side with her finger.
"Well, what if I told you I don't want give birth someday?"
Mato shrugged.
"Then just adopt. There's a million kids in the world, surely we can find one that looks like both of us."
"Hm.. true enough."
Mato shifts slightly under the blanket, and rubs her legs against Yomi's idly, somewhat lost in thought.
"So, how did your parents react when you asked them?"
"Hmm…"
Yomi settles for moment and snuggles into Mato's shirt. Mato responds in kind, by wrapping her arms around her girlfriend's waist.
"When I asked my mom… She got this weird look on her face, and started hyperventilating. Eventually she passed out on the couch, mumbling, Oh god I wasn't ready for this moment yet!"
"Heheheh! And your dad?"
"He said, 'Ask your mother.. ' Which was how she ended up hyperventilating."
"Too funny!"
"It gets even funnier."
"Oh yeah?"
Yomi nodded.
"When I couldn't get an answer from my parents, I made the mistake of asking Kagari…"
"Oh god! What happened? Was it just awful?"
"…She showed me by introducing me to an eroge."
"Are you serious?!"
"Yep. But what's worse is that, it was a yuri eroge. Nothing but girls all through."
"Ahahahah! That must have been so damaging for you! Hahahahah!"
"Did I mention it was futa style?"
"…Pfffttt! AHAHAHAHAHAHAH! Okay, okay! I give up! You take the prize for most traumatized childhood! Ahahahah!"
"Don't give me the prize yet; I'm not even close to finished. When I asked Kagari why all the girls were… um…"
"Chehehe, hermaphrodites?"
"Uh.. Yeah. You know what she told me? When I got old enough, I would sprout one!"
"…"
"…"
"…PFFFFFTTT- AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH AH!"
"Mato be quiet! You're gonna wake to whole house!"
"OH MY GOD! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!"
The bed sheets are rustled left and right as Mato kicks and rolls about in her giggle fit. Yomi blushes bright red and becomes irate with her bed mate. Unable to stand the commotion Mato is generating, Yomi elbows her roughly.
"OW! Hahahahah!"
Mato rubs her sore side, but continues to giggle anyway.
"Knock it off, it's not that funny!"
"The hell it's not! Ahahahahah!"
"HEY! I'll have you know that it was a very shocking moment for me! It was a whole year before I realized she was lying! I used to spend my night's nervously checking myself, worried I would suddenly grow one while I was asleep!"
"AHAHAHAHAHAH! Stop telling me all this! Ahahahahah! My stomach can't take anymore!"
Yomi fumes, and grabs the still giggling Mato by the collar of her sleeping sweats. Mato is forced to stop her laughter, as a set of fingers boldly pluck her left nipple through her shirt, and gives it a 180 degree twist.
"OOOWWWW! I'm sorry! I'll stop! I'll stop! I swear!"
Yomi lets go and settles back down onto her pillow, while Mato does her best to settle her giggle fit, which is still fresh in her system.
"Ehehehe-hahahah!"
"Change of subject! What'd you write for your report? It's due this week."
"Heheh, which one? Seems like I've got a million due this week."
"The one about your future, i'm pretty sure both our classes are doing that one. What sort of career did you put down?"
"Oh, that dumb thing. I didn't put down anything yet, can't make up my mind."
"Hmm…"
"I figured I'll just search the web for anything that looks interesting enough, and write that down."
"At the last minute, as usual?"
"You know me so well!"
"You'll never get any sort of decent career unless you start putting more dedication into your school work."
"Okay then miss born-with-a-gold-spoon-in-her-mouth, what did you plan on writing down?"
"Accounting, since I enjoy working with numbers so much."
Mato lets out an exasperated, dramatic sigh, forcing Yomi to quirk her brow.
"What's wrong with that?"
"Nothing. In fact, it's so exactly what I expect you to say, that I'm disappointed."
"Well, what on earth did you think i'd say? Circus performer?!"
Mato gives the idea a thought.
"Hmm.. Yomi in tight leotard, prancing around on a high wire… Crap, I just had Dead Master flash backs."
"Hmmp!"
"Oh well, it's not like it matters what you put down… rich girl."
"What on earth does my money have to do with anything?"
"No matter what career you get someday, you've got the first national bank of Takanashi-papa to be your back up. You've got no reason to be worried about your future. Na, himegimi?"
"I'll have you know that the Takanashi's are a proud line of hardworking people! It is by our fortitude, and determination that we can act like the fat aristocrats we claim to be and have the funds to back it up. More so, we are proud to admit that every single cent we own was not simply handed to us! We have earned it ourselves!"
"…"
"…"
"…Yomi? Why does that speech sound so practiced?"
"…Because it is. My dad gives it to me each time my grades drop below a 90."
"What? Since when do your grades ever drop?"
"Oddly enough, when I decide to skip studying to procrastinate with you."
"Hmm… I'm such a good influence."
"…Indeed. Promise me you'll try to put at least a little more dedication into the assignment?"
"Fine, I'll research something serious like "Nurse" and start writing tomorrow. Will that make you happy?"
"A nurse… A nurse?!"
"Yeah, my mom's a nurse. So?"
"…You? A nurse?! Ahahahahah!"
"What? You can't picture me as a nurse?"
"Are you kidding? I can picture you getting sued for malpractice on an already dead cadaver."
"Really great to know you have so much faith in me. Can we put this conversation to bed now? I'm exhausted."
"Okay… but I'm gonna bug you about it tomorrow!"
"That's fine, just let me sleeeeeeep!"
The room finally becomes quiet, all traces of idle chatter evaporated, and after five long moments of silence, Mato feels it's safe to drift off to sleep. Her eyes begin to droop close…
"Ne, Mato."
"Alright! Alright! I promise to take the assignment seriously!"
"Not that! Can we switch sides again? I made this side too hot and now I'm all sweaty."
"Wha- It's not even hot in here!"
"Please?"
"Geeze, you have some active sweat glands.. Come ere'!"
Mato rudely yanks Yomi to lie on top of her, and wraps both her legs and arms around the heiress's body, effectively trapping her. Yomi is forced to use Mato's body like a second mattress and snuggles into the athletic girl's neck, breathing in the smell of her body wash and shampoo.
"Happy now?"
"…Not really, this will make me even sweatier. But it's certainly comfortable enough."
"Finally…"
"Good night, Mato."
"Good night… My little futa-loli! Eheheheheh… -OWWW!"
AN- *sigh* Mato never wins in these, does she? Oh well.. Not quite sure how believable this fic is, but screw it. Hopefully it gets rid of the depression bug going around!
Big thanks to Kurisaki-sempai, and Tachibana for inspiring me. Their antics and constant PMs always keep me laughing no matter how depressed I am! Here's looking at you guys!
