Summary: Will the charmer be tamed or will the tamer be charmed?
Rated T
THREE DAYS
-Haruka-
Around 7:00 PM
She moved slowly and seductively as she made her way towards me. Her gentle hands started making its way around my body, tracing every bit of my flesh with her fingers. The sensation felt was simply wonderful, so pleasing that I couldn't maintain myself from moaning. She pulled herself up and quickly locked lips with mine. The kiss deepened and before I knew it, she had me sitting on the bed. The sexy and controlling vixen bit then licked my lips as she pulled away from the kiss. Moving her hips sensually right to left, she took her steps a few feet away from me.
I never liked to be led by my partner or not be the dominant one during foreplay. It's just my nature. I like to lead. I like to be the one who leaves her hanging or wanting more. It's not being egoistic to assume that I'm more experienced than the other person, then again…
"Haruka." She called out licking her upper lip as she did so. Slowly, she removed the buttons of her blouse one by one. "Are you sure you don't have anything important to do?" she asked, as she stood there, posing her black lingerie in a very –I tell you- innocently cute way.
"Other than doing you all night? None." I smiled devilishly.
She giggled and started dancing sensually "Cause, this will take really really long." She whispered through my ears while tracing my lips with her fingers.
I grabbed her hand and played with her finger with my mouth. She moaned a little before settling down on my lap. I stopped and placed kisses down her chest. "I have all the time you need, Youko."
"I'm happy." She released in between moans. She pushed me down the bed and sat on top of me. Youko stared at me with her deep black eyes for a second while gently cupping both my cheeks. She leaned down and grabbed both my hands and had it cuffed against the head board of the bed.
I grinned.
…then again it doesn't hurt to be led once in a while.
Besides, it's unusual to find someone in black lingerie, giving you a lap dance and whose into bondage…
Lucky.
-x0x-
-Michiru-
(parallel)
Around 7:30 PM
Library. This, once pure and unsoiled, was my favorite place to be in.
But…
The first time this holy ground was tainted was the time when I saw her groping another girl by the bookshelves.
Her…
The same person I'm waiting for right now.
Her…
Who's shamelessly neglecting what we agreed about earlier!
What is wrong with her! It is pass 7:00 and in another hour the library will soon close. I've been waiting for almost three hours that I almost finished reading The Da Vinci code. Well, that's exaggerating a bit the situation, but it's been that long. If it wasn't for my scholarship, I've probably kicked Haruka's horny ass and ditched her. But…
As long as I'm incapable of doing so, maintaining this anger is all for the best… or is all I could possibly do.
"Where the hell are you?" I shouted accidentally.
Everyone instantly looked at my direction and glared at me "Shhhh!"
I smiled forcefully while my mind was shouting the word 'Good going'.
"Miss, please refrain from shouting." The librarian exclaimed still maintaining the tone of her voice but surely I could feel her gritting her teeth as she spoke.
"Ahh. Sorry." hiding my overly embarrassed self behind the book I solely indulged in while waiting for my conceited math partner.
If I find out that she's having sex with another girl right at this very moment while I excused myself from work and from receiving another additional day salary…
I won't hesitate even for a bit..
I'm going to kill her.
-x0x-
-Haruka-
8:00 PM
That was remarkable.
I've never thought you could use cuffs in so many ways but, she surely showed me tonight. So lucky I bumped into Youko on my way home. I never thought girls with glasses could be this rough and so much exciting in bed. From now on, I'm putting girls with glasses into consideration.
"Hmmm." She murmured as she snuggled close to me. Imagine this woman who's innocently snuggling close to me now was doing the lewdest and naughtiest thing you could possibly think to me before.
Thinking about it… I want to go another round.
If I do wake her up… would she be as active as from before?
Ah, who cares!
I brushed the hair covering her face and cupped her cheeks gently into my palms. I placed a kiss on her lips which was well received shortly afterwards. My hands travelled down to her chest and fully cupped her well rounded breast in my hand. She moaned a little before settling back into the kiss.
How I love this. She's as active as before. What a great pick! Now if only I-
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
"Hey…" she whispered in between soft moans. "Someone's at your door."
"I know." I said as I nibbled with her nipple. "Ignore it."
Yes, do ignore it. It's just some pesky salesperson selling another year subscription of some magazine. Besides, I wouldn't exchange it even for just a mere second with this.
I let my hand travel far down and rested gently on her sex. I rubbed her clit until her body stiffens.
"Haruka… I want you…" She whimpered as she held my hand and guided them in. I smiled and teased her a little more as I rubbed her clit continuously. She pouted, cutely. I chuckled then kissed her once more. Slowly, I inserted one finger inside then another then-
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
Shit! What the hell!
"Haruka…" I tried to maintain my composure and continue stroking my fingers continuously inside her but-
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
I snapped.
I finally had it. I stood up from the bed, dressed myself into a boxer and shirt, and walked over to the door leaving behind a very displeased and near to coming female sex fiend. Who would even have the slightest interest at continuing if there's someone impatiently and rudely knocking at their door!
I turned the knobbed and opened the door. Whoever this person is, it'll be a guarantee-
"Kaioh…-san?"
-x0x-
-Michiru-
I finally had it!
I waited for so long that the librarian had told me that they're already closing! So humiliating!
I'm heading directly to her house and let her taste some of my wrath. Well not exactly, but that's not the point.
Before I left the library, I called Akane and asked if she knows where Haruka leaves. Fortunately, she knew. It does pay off to have a stalker friend with an oddly weird taste in women. Even so, I got her address.
Now, I'm standing right in front of her apartment… and clueless.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
What if she's sleeping? Better yet, what if she's sick? Knocking would be wrong. If she did suddenly get sick, it'll disturb her from resting-…
Wait… I heard moans inside…
Don't tell me?
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
After a couple of seconds, the door swung open. Her irritated face welcomed me before turning into nothing but shock.
And the only word this blonde could mutter was "Kaioh… -san?"
I cringed but did well enough to hide my anger. "I thought we had an agreement. Why didn't you show up?"
"Ahh that…" she turned away from my gaze as she rubbed the back of her neck. "Gomene… I was having stomach aches and-…"
"Haruka who's at the door?" a woman neither ours asked from behind her. Haruka quickly shut the door closed and stood outside of her apartment with me.
I bowed then sneered. "I was hoping that you really had a stomach ache and the moans I heard earlier were yours so I wouldn't hate you that much for not coming."
"Some moans were mine… hehehe…" she joked. And she even find the time to.
"This project is just nothing for you isn't it? Your family is rich, so you wouldn't careless if you fail the project grade."
"I just forgot about meeting you tonight. Sorry."
I looked up and stared at her with nothing but anger in my eyes "You're irresponsible, reckless, unreliable, thoughtless, self-centered, selfish, insensitive narcissist. You think nothing but yourself. I hate you!" unconsciously, tears began dripping down my face.
I saw Haruka moving forward, her hands stretched up. I moved away and slapped her hands in the process. "Don't touch me!"
Haruka just stared at me, her intense teal eyes simply aggravates me.
I left and ran as far as possible away from her.
I can't do this… not with someone like her.
-x0x-
-Haruka-
"Kaioh… -san?" I muttered out dreadfully. My heart panicked as it was quickly engulfed by fear. And I swear, I sweated a lot more right now than the one hour sex I just had earlier.
She cringed "I thought we had an agreement. Why didn't you showed up?"
"Ahh that…" I turned away from her piercing blue eyes and rubbed the back of my neck. Alibi, Haruka. Alibi. You can do it! "Gomene… I was having stomach aches and-…"
"Haruka who's at the door?" I cringed as soon as Youko shouted. I pushed Michiru further away and quickly closed the door behind me. Now what?
"I was hoping that you really had a stomach ache and the moans I heard earlier were yours so I wouldn't hate you that much for not coming."
"Some moans were mine… hehehe…" I joked and tried to laugh it all off. And judging by the way she looked at me, disappointment and utter abhorrence parading in her blue eyes, she didn't find it funny.
"This project is just nothing for you isn't it? You're family is rich, so you wouldn't careless if you fail the project grade." She turned her face away from me and stared at the ground instead. I looked over her hands which were clenched firmly -and may I say shaking- on both sides. She was indeed angry. Anger I couldn't quite understand.
I forgot about the whole library thing after seeing Youko in her black lingerie. But, even so, I did make a mistake by not showing up and the least I could give her is an apology.
"I just forgot about meeting you tonight. Sorry."
She looked up and stared at me with nothing but hatred in my eyes. "Your irresponsible, reckless, unreliable, thoughtless, self-centered, selfish, insensitive narcissist. You think nothing but yourself. I hate you!"
And then I saw it. In her blue eyes.
Tears.
I stretched my hand for comfort I guess. I don't know. I really don't know. But seeing her cry agitates me. I'm not equipped with smart ass moves when something like this happens. Maybe I could throw some jokes here and there, a light verbal jab… but this is different. I tried to touch her but somehow this anger directed towards me caused Michiru to wince slightly and to slap my hands
"Don't touch me!" For once in my life, I've never felt this much anger and hatred in someone's voice. This is the first time.
I stared at her, but Michiru refused to make any eye contact. The atmosphere became silent, only the sound of her sobbing voice penetrated my ears. And before I could even say another word to her, she ran.
I stood there, alone, with some voice that sounded annoyingly like mine telling me that this was all my fault.
Nicely done, you dumb blonde!
-x0x-
-Michiru-
(Next Morning: Day 1)
I moved slightly from the bed, blocking any intruding sunlight from my face.
This is just bad. Being awake reminds me of what I stupidly did yesterday. I cried and the last person I want to see me crying saw me crying. That was just pure idiocy and I can't believe I'm still worried about it till now.
I sighed and adjusted my position on the bed, front face up.
So what now? I'll surely lose my scholarship after this. If I get a job other than what I have at the café that could lessen the fee by… 10 percent. Only 10. I guess there's no use. I could go to another school, but-
"Great, you're finally awake."
I quickly turned to look at my side and saw her sitting on the floor, her head resting on her palm. At this very morning, the first thing I saw was her child like grin and a self assured posture.
"Wha-.. Wha-.." I tried… to talk, ask her why she's at my room, but my voice seemed to dry out midway.
"You're a loud sleeper, Kaioh-san. You were snoring or what I thought it was." She commented before thinking quietly. She then smiled, slyly. "I even heard my name mentioned. Could it be?" she gasped
That's when I lost it.
I quickly grabbed the pillow next to me and threw it against her. She easily caught it in her hands.
Haruka laughed. "You could use a little tenderness once in a while."
"What are you doing in my room?"
"I let her in." the woman resembling me said proudly. She entered the room holding a tray in her hands. Haruka quickly stood up and went to her aid.
"Let me help you, Miharu-san." She offered gently.
"Don't bother, Haruka. Just sit there and relax. You're our guest."
"But I can't let such pretty woman carry these." Haruka insisted. Surprisingly my mother blushed and playfully hit Haruka as soon as she handed the tray to her.
Okay that's freaky. The way they address each other is really freaking me out right now. And really really disturbing.
"Okaa-san!" I just had to stop the growing flirtations currently happening.
My mother doesn't care if Haruka's a woman, and she wouldn't careless if she's only 19. Heck, she might be jumping out for joy at that: fresh and tender meat. She's a single mom, divorced and in desperate need of some action. And Haruka, being a horny ass that she is, would give in willingly. And I can't let that happen.
"Okaa-san she's hitting on you!" I warned as I glared at Haruka.
"Oh Michiru, stop that." My mother waved, dismissing my retaliation with one powerful wave of her right hand. "Haruka's just being nice."
Haruka looked at me, and grinned impishly "You heard that Michiru, I'm nice."
I growled and turned my back against her instead.
-x0x-
-Haruka-
Okay, let's backtrack a little.
I found myself having a conscience after all. Believe it or not, it does exist somewhere within me.
I asked, some reliable sources of mine, regarding Michiru's address. I went early and was welcomed warmly by her -I must say- gorgeous mother which in my opinion has a big resemblance with Michiru's looks except for the hair part. She led me in and told me to wait in Michiru's room instead. I gladly and whole heartedly accepted the offer. I went in and saw Michiru sleeping on her bed. In my opinion, the way her body is curled up in those sheets, and the way she is, is somehow alluring. Just by looking at her, any man could get a boner. But since I'm not one, let's just say anyone could experience heat rising in the area below. I planned to move forward and teased her by waking her up with a kiss, like the ones from a Disney story. I leaned down but was unexpectedly welcomed by an unwomanly like snore. I stepped back, rolled on the floor and laughed quietly as I could. After a while, I found myself sitting on the floor, watching her sleep and listening to the noises she makes. It was odd but certainly cute.
Yes… it was indeed cute.
"What are you doing here?" she asked.
"Ay caramba!" I slapped my forehead as I spoke exaggeratingly a language I didn't understand but only heard. She eyed me curiously but slightly baffled. I sighed and looked straightly in her eyes. "Look I'm sorry about what happened yesterday. I was an ass…Okay, I'm still an ass. But that's not the point. The point is I'm here to do what we were told to do."
Did I mention Michiru was skeptical? She is. She raised a brow and murmured 'hmmm' before speaking out loud. "Did the concept of attending summer class got into mind?"
"Ha!" I scoffed. "That'll never happen. Only morons attend summer class."
"Really." She mused, cockily. "The last time I checked, you were collecting straight F-minus. So without this, I'm very certain, Tenoh-san, that not only your grades will place you squarely among the morons, but you may very well be their leader."
I frowned and kept my silence as I sunk myself in with what she just said. I grinned, smugly as usual, and made a counter jab on her mockery. "You were checking me out?"
She squints her eyes -in my opinion- in disgust and concentrated instead on the notes we had.
And what I thought would be the last of our quick quips and biting banters, was just only a start for Michiru.
"You're a brainless narcissist. I'm not dumb enough to like you." Michiru commented while writing down some formulas.
I laughed… really hard. "Come on, be honest with yourself. I know you like me."
She sneered.
"If not, I'm very well sure you've thought about me naked." I remarked, winking my eyes at her direction.
"You're surprisingly and amazingly self-assured. Has anybody told you that?"
"Actually, I say that to myself every morning."
And we were in complete silence again. I, Tenoh Haruka, was ignored by a woman; by Kaioh Michiru… again.
A bit frustrating though…
I sighed and stood up from the floor. I walked around the area, checking every corner of her room. I tried to check how comforting her bed was but was completely declined by Michiru as soon as she threw her notebook at me. So I settled for her baby pictures instead which I found inside her desk.
"Hey." I called out as I looked carefully at the pictures.
"Hmm." Michiru responded, her back facing me.
"I never knew you were naughty when you were little."
"What?" she asked, still not facing me.
"I could see your little private friend in you pictures."
-x0x-
-Michiru-
"Hey." Haruka called out. What now?
"Hmm." I murmured disinterestedly as I continued writing down the formulas.
"I never knew you were naughty when you were little."
"What?"
"I could see your little private friend in you pictures."
And I never thought my eyes could possibly get any wider, but it did. I instantly went eyed-wide.
I turned around and saw her waving the pictures in her hand. The naked pictures I secretly took from our photo album and hid it to save myself from further embarrassment. Those pictures were now in those firm hands of Haruka.
She grinned, a grin I've somehow come to despise. I glared at her in return.
I hastily stretched my hands out and reached for the pictures.
But,
Haruka was quick on the draw though. She easily evaded all my desperate attempts to snatch the pictures back and raised them way out of my reach, which was easy because she was about four to five inches taller than me. This horny lecherous wolf apparently got the best of both worlds. Although, I did manage to get lucky. Haruka neglected the bed behind her and unfortunately fell.
I rode on top of her and sat on her stomach. I took the pictures from her hand and smiled triumphantly at her. My whole being thought I won this time, but the cheeky smile plastered on Haruka's face begged to differ.
And the smile was undoubtedly right.
"I like this position. I like women on top."
I could feel the heat rising onto my face. I jumped off from her and hit her shoulders. Haruka just had to laugh.
"Gomen. Gomen." She waved trying to hold the laughter all in.
I dismissed her action with another apathetic smile and waved the pictures at her victoriously. She raised a brow and grinned wickedly once more.
I immediately tucked the pictures into my chest and smiled smugly at her.
"Now, I don't think you'll be getting these from there any time soon." I gloated
She smirked. "Is that a challenge?" moving closer until her face was just a couple of inches away from mine.
"Fortunately for me though, that's not a problem." she whispered into my ear. "I can have any naked girl any time I want… or in this case her naked pictures." she said with a grin.
Her cockiness just set my irritation onto another level. She's so self-assured of her looks. Does this self-absorbed narcissist actually think she could have any girl onto her account? She wishes.
I was about to launch into litany of words when I felt her pulling away and dropping onto my bed.
"Sorry." She released a long and loud sigh. "I'm not really good with studying unless it's equated with… you know what I mean."
"What do you mean?" I asked. Seriously, I really don't know what she's talking about.
"You know… study and it. It and study."
"It? What exactly is this it?"
"sh..e…ex..." she murmured softly. So soft, I didn't know if it was even a word."
"What?"
"SEX! Study and sex. Sex and study."
"What's wrong with you?" I shot back in disgust.
"You see, when I study, like for example Aoi the girl you saw at the library, she equates studying with sex. I get to have sex then study, study then sex. But right now, I'm not getting any at all."
"So let me get this straight, you're saying is that you were a mere victim of these women who programmed you in this twisted psychological experiment?"
"Yes."
"And that the only way you can start responding properly to this project is to feel some able-bodied female rubbing against you."
"YES!" quickly sitting up straight from the bed. "It's like you're reading my mind!" Haruka said blissfully, throwing out a big smile at me.
"Great." I smiled soothingly back. "Now read mine." and glared.
Haruka gulped as she forced to maintain the smile on her face.
"You should keep in mind that in this project given to us, my services are only available from the neck up."
"Then, it's possible to get a kiss?"
"How about fist-meets-lips kiss?"
"Wow." She gasped appraisingly. "You're surprisingly quite the comedian." then claps.
I faked a smiled before continuing to write once more.
She could be annoying, cocky, shameless, and distracting, but as long as she made an effort to make this project work, I can bear with all of it.
My main problem right now is how to kick her out of my house before I get to work. As a condition of letting me skip work yesterday was to come in and help them this lunch. And right now I only got an hour and a half to prepare and walk myself there.
But,
Haruka is still here. I can't let her know about my work, where I work and what I would be wearing to work. Because as soon as she finds out, it'll be-
"Michiru dear." My mother shouted snapping me out of my reverie. I looked over at Haruka and saw her trying her hardest to at least get a little interested at studying our project.
"Hai." I responded
"Your boss called." Twice. Twice this day when my eyes bulged wider than usual. "He said don't forget about work."
"You work?" Haruka asked. I fidgeted.
I quickly stood up from the floor to try and stop my mother from revealing anything but-…
"He said, it's cosplay day so don't forget to wear the bunny outfit given to you." And the thing I solely kept hardly in secret was revealed so easily.
I felt my neck cracking as I looked over at Haruka.
The blonde simply had her devious grin on as she looked at me. I knew, certainly knew what is running through her mind.
I glared.
"NO! You can't come! Don't you come or I'll kick your horny ass more than you could experience in your lifetime." I said resolutely.
But her smile just grew wider.
"Don't you even dare." I threatened with a mechanical pencil in my hand.
She smirked then looked at me innocently, raising both her hands up. "I won't. I won't."
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