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Chapter 2

"Wh-What are you—"

"—Were you seriously thinking that I wouldn't come in here after you?"

Hiro was definitely in a tight spot...like, literally. The stalls were only made to accommodate room for one, and with her blocking the only exit, Hiro couldn't escape from her grasp. This was quite the position he was placed in. This really wasn't happening.

"However, still...the bathroom does allow a bit more privacy," Zero Two states, her green hues taking in the small, rectangular space they currently were in, only for her to smirk mischievously soon after.

"Or was it that you were wanting more after last night and couldn't wait until later, eh, Hiro?"

"No way! You are mistaken!" Hiro replies. "A-And how are you even here? I thought you only existed in those dreams that I were having, so how are you in the real world?"

Zero Two took a moment to ponder on the question, her gaze shifting as her slender digit was tapping against her chin. It took up a while to get a direct answer, however, after a moment, she simply dismissed it and smiled.

"Don't sweat the details. But, since we do have the time..."

Zero Two steps into the stall, turning and locking the door behind her, with an audible "click" soon heard afterwards. With the two mere inches apart, Zero Two took the initiative; grabbing Hiro's pants, she was eager to get them off, only for Hiro to resist, grasping her wrists to stop her.

"What are you doing!?"

"What do you think I'm doing? I'm trying to get your pants off!"

"We are at school!"

"It doesn't matter! Now, stand still so I can get these pesky pants off!"

The two continued to fight over dominance of the male's pants zipper, Hiro putting up one hell of a fight for the most part. But Hiro knew nothing of Zero Two's ill temper, which was gradually coming to surface. The struggle over his pants was soon over when her eyes flashed red and an irritable growl left her mouth. Immediately frightened, Hiro's hand retreated back to his side.

"Sorry if I scared you. I get cranky when I haven't had my breakfast," she explains casually, getting on her knees before Hiro. With his trousers around his ankles, Hiro's manhood was visible to the pink-haired female. Hiro was flaccid, his cock dangling at a mere 4.3 inches, lifeless. But she had a remedy for that. Wrapping her slender digits around him, she then positions his member upright and straight.

"Wait, stop...!"

Zero Two paused for a mere moment, their gaze locking. It appeared that his desperate plea for her erotic behavior to cease had actually reached her. But that sense of assurance quickly faded just as quickly as it arrived, with a smirk soon adorning her features.

Opening her mouth, she wasted not a second in putting him inside, completely engulfing him in warmth and moisture. He had a slight salty taste to him, and as her cheeks sunk into her face, she begun bobbing her head. Her saliva acted a catalyst in stimulating his slumbering manhood, which gradually expanded in her mouth. She was actually somewhat startled when the tip hit the entrance of her throat, her reflexes kicking in and forcing her to momentarily remove him from her mouth.

"Whoa...You startled me for a moment there..."

Taking in the fully erect look of Hiro's penis, it gained some inches, now 7" in length. She noticed how hard it felt, as if she were grasping a steel rod. His sex drive was just as active, as usual. She was practically drooling now. With the slight pause for admiration at its end, Zero Two once again took him inside her mouth, her rhythm in head bobbing returning in intensity.

Hiro couldn't contain himself: with her performing oral sex on him, in an indecent place such as the boys' restroom, Hiro couldn't even fathom how quickly these events transpired. Still, even though he desired for her to stop, he found that his words were suppressed by the immense pleasure he was experiencing.

Hiro was inexperienced when it came to sex. As the stimulation continued, a new sensation was slowly welling up in his groin. It was minor, but as the session continued its presence became more profound. Hiro's heart rate started to increase, pumping faster than usual. He could feel his cock getting turgid, the fluid building flowing up the urethra. His expression mirrors the tension that he was managing, his visage scrunching and contorting.

Zero Two was engrossed in her actions. It was evident that it brought about great satisfaction to the pinkette to endulge herself in such an unsavory performance.

She could feel him swelling inside her mouth; her meal was about to be served.

The tension was reaching its heyday, approaching a point of no return. Precum was the first dosage to be ejected, though the full load would follow that. Hiro began to involuntarily tremble and jerk about while in her grasp, the tension soon spreading throughout his embodiment. Zero Two observed, quickening her head bobs to speed up the pace. Her efforts weren't in vain, however, seeing as he was about to burst soon.

"Ugh...!"

Announcing his orgasm with an audible groan, his pearly white ejaculation was fired, a violent stream of his fluids filling Zero Two's oral orifice. She wasted no time in swallowing it, the bitter taste a mere inconvenience to the nutrients that it provided her, satiating the desire of hunger. She developed an infatuation for fresh semen. After his flow stopped, she released him, sitting back as she rubbed her stomach with her right hand.

"That was quite the nice meal. Thank you, Darling," Zero Two says.

Hiro felt like he had ascended for a brief moment. After such a release, his mind and body both felt alleviation. If was utter bliss, to say the least. Though, now that his body was recuperating after such, it would take him some time to operate once again, simply slouching against the toilet.

Meanwhile, Zero Two was already standing and ready to leave, taking a moment to glance back at a dazed Hiro.

"Better get up soon; class is about to be dismissed in a second," she informs him.

With the clanking of her shoe heels fading as she departs, the creaking of the door being opened was then heard, followed by it slamming shut. And like clockwork, the bell signaling for the next class rung. Hiro remained glued to the toilet.

— X —

After his previous class period concluded, it was time for Hiro to take his lunch. Since this morning, he hadn't seen Zero Two in any of his other classes. As well, since then, he couldn't get her off his mind. Today had just been one strange occurrence after another.

The school cafeteria housed over 100+ students. There were separate table that were scattered about, a certain group of Indy claiming a table for their own and marking their territory. Of course Hiro and his entourage were the outcasts, occupying a table on the far end of the lunch room. It was their own little piece of solitude amongst the others that inhabited the school. There was even a second, secluded portion that overlooked the lower level.

"So, Hiro, what happened earlier today?" Goro inquires.

"They said you bolted after class, and the new girl had to get you."

Goro was one of many of Hiro's friends. He was slightly taller than Hiro. His hair was blonde and shaved at the sides and back, leaving the top intact. His brown hues were shielded by the glasses he often donned. His build was slim. Goro was very supportive and altruistic towards him and the others and is a rational thinker.

"Yeah, it was like you seen a ghost or something and got the hell out of dodge," Zorome comments.

"I mean, you really got the hell out of there."

Zorome was another one of Hiro's friends. He is shorter than Goro and Hiro and possessed purple hues and unruly light hair that flares out the sides and forms bangs over his forehead. And to match his short stature, Zorome also is very short-tempered and irrational at times. But he also is very loyal.

"Come on guys, leave him alone," Futoshi says before placing another chip into his mouth.

"I'm sure Hiro has his reasons. We shouldn't pester him about it if he doesn't want to talk about it."

Futoshi was rather on the heavy side, seeing as he was wider than the others. He has auburn-brown hair that is combed at the sides, with some hanging slightly over his forehead. He has thick eyebrows and light colored eyes. He is often subjected to offensive jokes about his weight, which does irritate him at times.

"Oh shut up, fat ass, and keep scarfing down those chips!" Zorome insults Futoshi, causing Futoshi to pause.

"You always insult me about my weight, Zorome, when you could eat more," Futoshi shoots back. "Maybe if you did you would actually grow a few inches, shorty."

Now that retort was enough to bring about a snicker from Hiro. Upon noticing this, the others couldn't help but glance at him. This has been the only reaction from him all day.

"You guys are so silly sometimes," Hiro states.

"But, in all honesty, I'm fine. Today has just been a rollercoaster of a day, is all."

"So what about that girl,uh, Zero Two?" Goro asks. "She's the new transfer student?"

"It's weird, though: she just comes out of nowhere and attends our school," adds Zorome.

Hiro wanted to tell them about his nightmares and how they are connected to her, though he decided not out of fear of making himself look like he was some love-struck idiot. Plus, it wasn't like they would comprehend him anyway, regardless if he did or didn't. It just all just so confusing at this point! Speaking of her, just where had she gone off to? Certainly she had a lunch break.

"So what's this about a mystery girl that everyone is talking about?" Asks Ichigo as she approaches. She was accompanied by two other females, all approaching to seat at the table. Ichigo was a short girl with green eyes and blue hair. Her hair is fashioned in a sense that it short at the ends, with a white hairpin holding back one side behind her left ear while the other side hung freely and cover her right eye. Her physique was quite petite, showing minor development in certain areas that others found attractive. Ichigo also had a deep infatuation towards Hiro; nevertheless, she didn't bother on revealing such—even though everyone could tell that she did.

"Sounds like someone is a bit jealous~" Miku teases her, smirking smugly.

Miku is another of Hiro's friends—perforably, Zorome's girlfriend. Miku had auburn red hair that she had sported in pigtails with a small cowlick at the top. She has blue eyes. Her body shape is also petite, sharing a similarity with Ichigo's. Zorome and her established a balanced relationship, and they have been together for a while now. She is childhood friends with Ichigo and the rest.

Upon hearing this, A hue of red struck Ichigo's cheeks.

"W-What are you even saying! O-Of course I'm not jealous!"

"Funny how you say that, even though you were practically about to chase after him in class after he bolted," Ikuno interjects, implicating the obvious about her love for Hiro.

Ikuno was another of Ichigo's friends. She had deep purple hair that she keeps in a short pony tail with the exception of some shaping the sides and forming bangs. She had green eyes that were covered with black-rimmed glasses. She wore a butterfly clip accessory in her hair. She is quite petite like Ichigo and Miku. Most didn't know that, like Goro, Ikuno also nourished feelings for Ichigo. She was open about her sexuality to the others, yet failed to tell Ichigo about her feelings.

"Too bad that mystery girl was the one to beat you to the punch."

"Whatever!" Ichigo snaps back, putting an end to their teasing at that point. "You guys can be so annoying sometimes."

"Where's Kokoro?" Zorome asks. "Normally she's with you guys."

"Do you even have to ask?" Ikuno replies. "You know she's with that idiot Mitsuru. Not like he does want her hanging with use anymore."

"Yeah..." Zorome response with, an obvious hint of sadness in his tone.

The sensation of brief sadness was contagious and suffused the table. However, as the bell signaling for the end of lunch rung, the others depart from the lunch room and make there way to their classes.

—X—-

Hiro was sitting at his desk, a pencil in his right hand. He was working on his assignment that was given to him by fifth period. His concentration upon the task was soon broken when hearing his phone ring, his gaze shifting to glance at the phone. Grasping the communications device, the darkened screen flashed to life, a name popping on it. It was Ichigo.

At first, Hiro was going to answer it; however, after a moment, he decided to put the phone back down and continue the task at hand.

A sigh parts her lips after realizing that the phone had directed her to his voicemail. Lying in her bed while in her pajamas, Ichigo was in her side. Resting her phone upon her bed stand, she then clasps her pillow, embracing it.

If only she could know what happened to him after noting how he reacted earlier. Or maybe he didn't want to talk about it at the moment.

— X —-

Zero Two's room was within the Research and Science district of the city, located on the 13th floor. She had the basic works of a regular apartment — a living room set consisting of two couches, with a 62" flat-screen television positioned near the door; a kitchen set complete with four chairs arranged at every side. Her kitchen upholstery were regular plates and cups. Her narrow hallway served as the connector to her room and the rest of her room, a guest bathroom located on the left side, a wooden, brown door at the end of it. This led into her room. Her room was designed for isolation and monitoring, being constructed with a double glass frame that allowed them to surveillance her. She only had a single bed, there was no television set, and not even her own bathroom was transparent for them to see. Privacy was clearly taboo in this secluded part of the room, even though she was a female. Her entire apartment was bland and void of any presence of the representation of the person inhabiting it.

The male groans as he achieves his blissful climax, marking an end to their session. He was covered in sweat, his brown eyes rolling towards the back of his head, as if trying desperately to look at his own brain. He was one of the scientists that administered surveillance over Zero Two, which he would often utilize for his own malevolence. He made sure to thrust into a few more time, expelling the remnants of his seeds in to her to ensure he was empty. He then pulls out, sighing contently. His pearly seeds oozed from her opening, flowing like a stream.

"Fuck... That was just what I needed..."

Zero Two had continued to lay there. The evidence of her distaste in him was obvious, her expression void of any emotion. Normally, being cream-pied would make her feel good, but it differed when it came to how she felt about the individual that she received it from. To be honest, she would rather have this moment with Hiro than him.

"I see you've established contact with Hiro, am I right?"

"Yes."

"Good. We've taken note of your compatibility with subject 0016. Hopefully he won't end up like the others that you've selected prior..."

"Hiro's different than those guys... I can tell."

Standing to his feet, the 5'12 male collected his attire. He was a rather heavy set fellow, his body shaped like a muffin with access fat spilling from the front of his clothing that he wore. He also wore glasses and had a thin mustache with minor hairs on his chin. He clearly showed a deep interest in her, with him being the only one that goes far as to actually having a sexual-based relationship with Zero Two. He was also a single man, but when you reek of poor confidence and cigarettes all day, who would want to date him?

Making his way towards her bedroom door, he pauses just as he was about to step out.

"This will be the last one. If you don't demonstrate a high compatibility with Hiro...you will die. Good night."

With that being said, he leaves The room, closing the door behind him. Sighing, she pulled the covers over her naked form as she lays on her side.

"I won't die. I know he is the

one...my darling..."