The second chapter And thanks for the reviews. This fic is sort of in Chikane's POV so her thoughts are in italics.
Chapter 2//: The Y-word:
Himeko was sitting in front of the PC and trying to understand how did Chikane talk her into this… this…
"…this yuri play. Have you ever heard of yuri, Himeko?" – Chikane's words were fresh in her mind…
Judging by Chikane's pleased smile Himeko must've blushed back then.
"Why don't you study the subject of the Y word. I'm sure the net covers it. See the aspects, pairings and stuff like that…"
Getting out of her memories she went back to the PC. Well she did open the Wikipedia front page… All she had to do was type the Y word into search, but somehow she just couldn't get the word typed in. This was Chikane's mansion and she could hear Otoha (the chief maid) vacuuming behind the door.
"It would be embarrassing if she saw me reading about that Y word…"
So Himeko waited for the opportune moment. Soon the sound of the vacuum cleaner hushed down and Himeko reached her fingers to the keyboard. When her finger typed "Y" Otoha almost rushed into the room…
"Ah!!!"
"What is Chikane-sama's guest looking for?" – Otoha was eagerly trying to look at the screen over Himeko's shoulder…
"Nothing-nothing…"
Suddenly Otoha got a glimpse of the screen and smiled.
"You won't get anywhere like that. Type in 'shoujo ai' and you'll get redirected quicker."
"No! No! It's not what you think" – Himeko almost jumped at her seat. Was it that obvious? Is it the only word beginning with "Y" or something.
"Oh… if you're looking for yaoi. Then I recommend…" Otoha was about to reach her hands to the keyboard
"No! Um… can I settle this myself, please…"
Otoha looked disappointed that she didn't get the chance to recommend her favorites but turned around and went towards the door.
"Sure. Chikane's uke..." – Otoha left in her usual Himeko-hating manner
"Chikane's? That word has something to do with the Y-word" - Himeko wondered, did this have anything to do with the fact, that Otoha always tried to feed her shitake mushrooms and in other ways make her feel uncomfortable at Chikane's mansion or did she just have a bad day… Then she decided to think about that later and used the maid's tip and wrote 'shoujo ai' into search…
She would've been very embarrassed if someone would see her reading an article about that. Especially in Chikane's house…
The main article was mostly all 'scientific-like' and didn't really hold any kind embarrassing to be seen with info. And she read it through with the enthusiasm of a good schoolgirl she might have been. And it even got kinda boring, so Himeko just skipped all the parts as the lazy schoolgirl she was. Then she started looking for the other mentioned articles. And maybe check the uke part anyway. It did have something to do with the Y-word.
First off was the "Uke" article. The simple beginning as of "…uke 受け is a general term for a partner in a relationship who is predominantly bottom and/or submissive. The equivalent for top is seme 攻め…"
"OMG!" Himeko's eyes widened and she read the article almost out loud… "The classic guidelines establish the uke by appearance (shorter than the seme, more childish, mostly light-haired, cute faces, effeminate) in relation to the 'dom' seme's appearance (taller, more masculine, older)" and so on to "the uke being typically more emotionally imbalanced, acquiescent, and immature or have more feminine interests"…
Himeko pulled back from the screen…
"This sounds much like… does this mean that… Does it mean that Chikane thinks of me as uke? Am I a uke? Who plotted it this way?"
Himeko started imagining Chikane treating her as "predominantly bottom and/or submissive" but stopped her thoughts at the most gruesome moment…
"No. It's…it's just a coincidence. I'm not uke. Besides I'm sure I'm even the other thing. The, what's it called? Ah yeah "seme"… Best read this article to the end though."
She took a deep breath in and continued reading, only to stop at the "Height rule"…
"Not again… Well, I am shorter than Chikane-chan… I guess I am… This must mean I am uke…"
The "Height rule"was kind of the last drop, Himeko was near shocked, but hey, it happened a lot. "I guess Chikane told me to read this article to show me my place… Well… I guess being the bottom is not that bad. And just when I started getting more self-confident…"
She decided to see the rest of the damned wikipedia page anyway, besides in held the types of uke…
"1) '…Ukes are usually seen as a younger characters who are shorter, younger, or otherwise have an appearance slightly more "cuddly" than handsome…' So me… I guess it was obvious I would be uke from the day I was born…
2) '…Another uke style is the depressing uke. They are usually dark and short, and prone to having to worst luck in life. They cry, and are usually antisocial from large groups of people. They might even resort to cutting their own wrists or other forms of self harm to 'let out emotion'…' I can't be this. I never wanted to cut my wrists. I did have bad luck in life. And I am a bit antisocial… Does this mean I'll have to cut my wrists, just cause I'm uke… Life is so cruel…
3) '…A popular uke "style" is the rebellious uke…' At least it's popuar to be the uke. I guess that's one good point in it '…They are slightly taller and more mature than the above placed uke, and usually have a fiery temper. When in involved in a reationship, their seme makes it clear who's in charge and this doesn't sit well with this particular uke. They rave and protest, demanding to be the seme and not the uke…' Didn't I rebel against my position as uke just a few seconds ago? I'm so uke…" Himeko hit the table with her head.
Himeko didn't bother reading to the end and got of the chair thinking which uke she was. In her opinion she fitted into all the 3 types she read…
"Which one?!" – Himeko lowered her head feeling a bit lost and a bit something else…
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Chikane was, as usually at this time, behind the piano. She was playing some slow melody when she saw Himeko opening the door, her sight blankly at the floor…
"Chikane-chan…" – the blonde's voice was in a quiet a melancholic tone.
"Yes Himeko. Did you study the Y-word?" – Chikane said while moving with her fingers on the keys…
"Uh-huh…" – now Himeko's voice seemed kinda sad and/or depressed to Chikane…
Chikane turned her head to Himeko
Did she accidentally study the topic through some hentai site and get mentally traumatized? Or did the whole topic just dent her view on the world?
"Um… Himeko. Is something wrong?" – Chikane was troubled.
"No. I just want to… want to know… what kind of uke I am. Am I the rebellious or cuddly uke?"
WTF?!?!
"Himeko. What are you talking about? You're not…"
"I knew it. I'm the depressing uke. And I'll have to cut my wrists…"
"Himeko…"
"Don't worry. I don't mind. It's just a 'must' for depressing ukes…"
"Himeko!"
"Maybe it's not even painful…"
Chikane jumped up from the piano seat and grabbed Himeko in quite strong embrace, nearly dropping her to the floor.
"What the fuck did you read?" – Chikane's voice was in it's "demonically Orochi" sounding and the words were so not in her Himeko vocabulary, but nothing else really came through.
"I read it on Wikipedia. I know that I'm the uke in this relationship" – Himeko's voice became a bit more alive and surprised at Chikane's reaction…
"Why those… Then you should know that it's the yaoi names! Are you a boy?!"
"No" – Himeko was moving towards the light and her voice was coming to normal really quick…
"Then why the hell, did you work yourself… and me… up to this state! That article says that those dumb things don't fit into yuri relationship…"
Wait a second! Rewind back. Did she say "I'm the uke in this relationship"? Realtionship? Is she like refereeing to me… Maybe I should make my move…
Chikane was doing pondering of her plans, looking in the ceiling and still holding Himeko, while she was finally regaining her composure. They stood silently like that for a moment.
"So yuri doesn't have seme and uke?" – Himeko said just to make sure…
"Yaoi kinda physically needs it more..." – Chikane relied on automat.
"I really don't want to know that. So yuri doesn't have seme and uke?" – the question came again.
"It may have and it may not. What is more important, is that I don't think of you as uke." Chikane moved her head to face the other girl and pressed her forehead to Himeko's.
"But you know what, Himeko?" Chikane moved even closer, almost enough to kiss her. Himeko could even feel Chikane's warm breath and was hit directly by her piercing gaze. This always kinda made her speechless. Considering that as an approval, Chikane continued.
"Since you're so concerned with this problem. In this play you'll play the seme..."
Chikane's plan was slowly moving into action…
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To be continued on to chapter 3
Coming up. First rehearsal of Himeko's "seme" part. And possibly lemon…
Sorry for the long wait, if anyone considered this long. Here's chapter 2. It might be a bit different at parts, but I was writing it in small portions and in different states of inspiration.
Review and point out the bad parts if any (and I bet there are)