DanganRonpa – Confined

No words can express how lonely I had become...

Over the past two months, day after day, I'd try to break out of this room. I had absolutely no contact with anyone other than myself. I'd wake up in the morning, try and breakout and do whatever I could to pass the eternity of time that just passed me by, and then I'd go back to my room and lie down, wishing I could at least tell my mom or anyone I loved them... I'd stare at the darkness in front of me every night, wondering if tomorrow would be the day I was set free, only to be snatched back into the harsh reality in front of me.

I was alone... All alone.

The wracking of my nerves would never settle down, every day that passed, it became harder and harder to stay settled down, to calm myself down even became a challenge for me. To be stuck all alone in a small space with no kind of human contact... it can destroy a person from the inside out.

I couldn't imagine how much longer I was going to have to suffer, I was becoming more and more desperate. On several occasions, I thought about slitting my own wrist just with the hope of maybe those who kidnapped me would rush in and give me medical attention.

I had gone without any sort of human contact for so long, I had almost forgotten what it was like to talk to someone, I had forgotten that I wasn't the only person in the world... But it certainly felt like it.

It felt all too real. I was all alone...

When desperation comes across anyone, they start to lose their rationality, their reasoning skills. They become driven by only the sole purpose of their desperation, mine was to escape. How could one not wish to escape, when you've been imprisoned, two months can drag on like an eternity. It is even worse when all around you is nothing but dead silence.

So you can imagine my shock when I finally saw her of all people coming from the shower right next to my room! The whole time, I was never truly alone. In the next room, she was there.

Makoto stared at the girl standing atop the stairs, her brown hair damp and dripping. She stared right back at him, equal shock evident on her features. Their mouths hung slightly agape as they just stared at each other. The silence was broken when Makoto stuttered, not knowing what to say, but only one thing came to his mind.

"K-Komaru?"

The girl's eyes widened. "Mako...to..?" A wide smile came across her face and she rushed down the stairs, arms outstretched towards him. Makoto graciously accepted her into his arms and the two embraced. He held onto Komaru, burying his head into her neck and shoulder, holding onto her tightly so as to never let her go.

"Komaru! Komaru!" he repeated again and again. She said the same with his own name, resting her chin atop his own shoulder, arms wrapped tightly around his back. Tears threatened to breach the corners of her eyes. Makoto had no intentions of letting her out of his sight, he was finally with another human being, it didn't matter who it could have been, but he considered himself extremely lucky it was his own flesh and blood, someone he wouldn't have to worry about stabbing him in the back or anything, it was his little sister of all people, and he couldn't have been more grateful to know she was alive and at least "safe".

"It's been... too long. Way too long..."

Komaru sniffled. "Yeah... I-can't believe... you're here!" She pulled away and he did the same, wiping a tear from his left eye. "Where... how did you break in?"

Makoto rose an eyebrow. "Break in? I... I never did break in. I woke up here, a long time ago."

"You... you did? Just like me?"

"I would guess so... Wait, you've been here the entire time?"

Komaru gave a nod. "Yes, I have. I've been all alone in here the entire time to my knowledge, I woke up in a room just up the stairs there. I was told by a sheet of paper that I had only five hours to stay outside of my room before I would be "forced" back in. So..." Komaru looked to the side. "I searched everywhere I could for any kind of escape, but nothing. I saw that there were three other doors in the hallway, one for the bathroom, the other a hall closet, and finally, well, that door at the other end of the hall. I tried to break in several times, but every attempt was met with a-"

"Noise?" Makoto interjected. Komaru nodded. "Same. There was a door on the left side of the hallway I was never allowed to disturb... Where did you come from?" Komaru tightened the towel around her, pushing her breasts together more.

"Come on, I'll show you." The girl began to go upstairs before stopping herself. Her face was flushed red. "Um, why don't you go up first..." She stepped to the side and against the wall. Makoto could kind of understand why she'd let him up first. He gave a consented nod and went ahead of her while she came up directly behind him, holding onto the back of his hoodie. He could tell she didn't want him to disappear, he felt the exact same.

Reaching the top of the stairs, he offered her a hand which she gladly took. The sensation of her grip was amazing to say the least, it was the first contact he had with another human being since forever in this place, and he loved it. Komaru kept a hold of his hand and pulled him along the hallway to that one door. Makoto could sense he knew where she came from now. They stopped in front of the one door Makoto had never been able to disturb, the door at the other end of the hallway, opposite of his.

"So... this whole time... We were living in the same space, together." Makoto looked down. "How cruel could these people be, separating us and making us believe there was no one else around us while in reality, the very thing I was looking for was right next door..." He gripped his fist as Komaru just turned to him. "I'm so ashamed of myself, as your big brother, you should have been able to depend on me..."

Komaru could see the guilt ridden all over his body, it shook with regret. They were finally reunited and yet, he feels anguish about not being able to save her from the same torment he had been through. It was only logical to think she had went through the same emotional trauma he had, maybe even worse. Yet, she could not let this day of reunification begin like this. She took his hands.

"Don't feel so down about yourself, Makoto." He looked up to her, surprised by her words. "What more could you have done? You may not know this, but you have saved my life just by being here, in front of me, today!" Her eyes gleamed as a wide appreciative smile graced her features. "I've been so lonely here, and now finally, my big brother has somehow, somehow... went out of his way to come see me!" She wrapped her arms around him again and pulled him against her damp body. Makoto just stared out into the darkness of her open room, blinking. His mind was blank as he just took in her presence. "You... You risked your life to break the rules and now, we're finally together again! You saved me from my loneliness, from my own mind Makoto, and for that, I will be forever grateful to you!"

Makoto's eyes drooped as a smile came to him. He returned her hug, but he could feel slumber finally starting to over come him, his body was starting to give in to the demands of sleep.

"Makoto?" Komaru took notice to him. "Are you alright?"

He gave a nod. "Yeah, it's just, normally... I'm asleep right now... I don't know how much longer I can stay up." Komaru just looked at him, then over to the other end in the hallway.

"You stayed in that room, didn't you? The one room I could never enter."

He nodded. "Yeah, I guess so." But that was it, he closed his eyes and sleep overtook his mind before he even knew what had happened.

"Uh..."

Makoto's eyes slowly opened up. He was inside a bed. Strangely enough though, the room looked exactly like his own, but, something was off. He sat up, finding he was staring in the opposite direction he normally faced when he woke up. He looked to his left as he normally did to find a wall staring at him. He blinked, confused and turned right to see her, a girl his age cuddled right next to him, sleeping soundly. He stared at her and looked up to the door to find that the signal above it was identical to the one in his room, and it shone red. That's right, he wasn't inside his room. That much was obvious.

The foreign feeling was very much welcome to the luckster, it was something one yearned for after weeks and weeks of the same boring routine, being trapped in one small place, except now, everything had changed. Now was he no longer alone, he had his sister by his side now, someone to talk to, eat breakfast with and even... touch. The thought was very abnormal to him, to feel a great sensation by touching his own sister's skin, but by now, after all the isolation he had been through, he'd settle with just about anything.

He lied back down carefully as to not disturb the sleeping girl next to him. He saw that she kept on her own clothes on, but it was obvious she wished to be close to him, feeling her arm wrapped around his waist. He smiled and pulled himself closer to her, and closed his eyes. He didn't care whether the people in charge were angry or not, if they were going to do anything about this development, he was sure they would have by now.

So once again, sleep over took him, but slowly this time. He just watched his sister's strangely beautiful face, he considered he was just really glad to finally see another human being again after all this time of being alone.

"Makoto..."

A voice called to him.

"Makoto..."

His eyes cracked open slightly. He had been sleeping much longer than he had anticipated.

"Makoto?"

His eyes opened up. He sat up and blinked, then looked over at Komaru, who had a mad blush on her face, but she didn't appear angry. What is she flushed about? Makoto licked his dry lips, still waking up. "What's wrong, Komaru?"

"Um... big brother..."

He raised an eyebrow before he realized one of his arms weren't slumping by his side like normal. It may have been asleep. He looked to his right arm and saw that it was extended towards the girl sitting in front of him, and his hand was firmly gripping her left breast in a cup hold. He blinked, but he couldn't feel his arm, the strange sensation of the sleeping limb was staggering, and what it was doing was even more so. "Um... Komaru, I-"

"Don't... say anything." She looked away, clearly embarrassed by the situation. "You can just let go though."

"Um... my arm's asleep." A mad blush across his own face.

"Huh?" She turned to him, face full of surprise, but she then sighed and grasped hold of his wrist. The touch sent millions of needles into the nerves of his arm, making him jolt with an "ah". "Are you okay, Makoto?"

"Yeah, I think feeling is coming back to it, just be careful."

She decided to let it slide this time, it was after the all first time they were together in who knew how long, and him being a boy and all, sleeping next to a girl, of course something like this would happen, no matter how stupid or cliché it was, it was bound to happen. She took hold again, and pulled at the hand grasping her breast. She found it strange how firm the hold was, but it relaxed its grasp and then it lowered to the boy's side.

"Well." Komaru said. "Shall we go down and get something to eat?" Makoto looked up at her, his eyes full of sleep and nodded. The two got up from the bed, Makoto straightening his messy hair with his other hand and they walked out. They turned the corner and walked down the steps and then, saw something on the door. It was another notice. The two shared a glance before looking at the notice that hung on the door. They walked over to it and Makoto took it from the pin on the door.

Please dispose after notice

You will no longer be restricted to five hours of stay outside of your rooms. You will no longer be restricted into your rooms, feel free to wander as long as you like. Feel free to converse with your sibling and do whatever you wish, but do not break any of the previous rules laid out to you, otherwise, you will be punished.

Makoto turned to Komaru. He then walked over to the couch and sat down, relaxing his neck. Komaru just stood staring at him, before sitting down herself. She scooted against Makoto's side, and he just looked at her as she lied her head against his side, closing her eyes and relaxing. Makoto returned his gaze back up before she sat up again.

"Makoto..."

He sat up. "Yeah?"

"Does this mean, we'll get to see each other... every day?"

Makoto turned to the notice, then to her. "I would believe so." He gave her a smile. She grinned and wrapped her arms around him.

"Yay! We'll no longer be all by ourselves!"

The luckster smiled as his sister tackled him against the couch cushion, nestling against him before the two started to wrestle with each other moments later. They were enjoying one another's company fairly well one could say. Makoto held onto her tightly. She flipped over on her stomach while he was behind her, arms wrapped around her stomach. She roughly squirmed in his grasp. When she butted his chin with her hip, he let go and sat back on his rear. Komaru looked over at him before giggling slightly, him returning the grin as he rubbed it.

"Hey, Makoto, I think you may need to take a bath or something, you kind of smell."

"Uh!" Makoto looked over himself to see he hadn't even changed clothes yet since he retreated into his room. "I... guess you're right. Aheheh..." He scratched his hair with an awkward grin.

"Hey, why don't we take a bath together!?"

"What?!" Makoto was taken aback by the sudden question. "Y-you sure? You never wanted to bathe together before?"

"Well, yeah... but..." Komaru sat back on the floor, a blush across her face. "I haven't seen anyone in so long, and right now, I just... I don't want to let go of this joy or let it fade. I want to... I want to spend time with you, Makoto."

He couldn't blame her, after all, he felt the exact same. He had become so desperate for any kind of human contact, and now that he had some, from his sister no less, it changed his entire confined life for the better, much better if he had to say so. But still, an awkwardness hung in the air, would it be alright if he saw his little sister bathing? After so long of not having any eye contact with the opposite sex, he could very well lose what little control he has and jump her, his own sister. He hadn't been given any kind of material to relieve his urges and after a while, he began to forget what other girls really looked like. Despite his situation, he was a teenager, a teenage boy with teenage boy urges and desires, and seeing his sister, was really starting to drive him crazy. But he knew better, the only question was how far could he hold himself back, and would she hate him if anything happened.

The last thing I need is the only person in this room with me becoming upset or even feeling endangered around me.

"Well..." Makoto sighed. "Why not, but, let's um... keep towels o-"

"I'll run a nice big bubble bath, okay? That should be enough to hide our... bodies, right? I really don't want to wear a towel the whole time, I have more to cover you know." She had an embarrassed smile on her face, but Makoto had to hand it to her, she was more straight forward with her feelings than he ever could be.

"Alright. Let me know when it's ready. I'm not used to being up at this hour."

Komaru's smile stretched from cheek to cheek as she got up and went upstairs to prepare the bath. Normally Makoto would just shower, but in this situation, a nice bath would relax his nerves and he could probably just sit back and think for a while, and if his sister wanted to hold a conversation, he'd gladly accept. He just hoped he wouldn't lose his mind after seeing her, and he hoped she wouldn't see his lust showing either.

"This is going to a rough ride today." He smiled at that comment, at least it was something new and exciting, for the both of them. Their first day together. Makoto then got up and proceeded to his room. He found the door had been closed. Did Komaru close the door or did one of them do it. He opened the door and looked up to see the light signal over his door was off. No light at all. He closed the door and stood outside the room, then opened it up to see it hadn't locked itself like normal. Should I go inside and test it out?

"Makoto! The bath is almost ready, alright! I'll be getting in first!"

"Okay!" Makoto called out to her. He turned back to the door and walked back into the room, being sure not to shut the door. He walked over to his clock to find that the time was 10:37 A.M.. Normally, he'd be woken up when the clock said 7:30 P.M., meaning that Komaru must have been awake around the hours of ten AM to five PM, then two hours later, probably around the time Komaru would force herself to sleep, he'd then get up and repeat her anguish in his own way, thrashing and looking for a way out, only to be met with the despair of no such escape existing, and total isolation was just the nail against the chalkboard. But now...

He walked out of the room and turned to the bathroom to see the light shining out of it. He smiled and walked towards the bathroom, hearing the water running and steam filling the room. "Hey, Komaru, how's the ba-" His eyes widened, seeing her in the middle of stripping her shirt from her bare chest with both arms raised over her head. Her D-cup boobs hung out as her eyes locked over to him in surprise. Makoto gulped before immediately turning away. "I'm sorry, I should have waited!"

His face was red with shame and embarrassment. How could I be so stupid!?

Komaru's face was brimming red, but she took off her shirt and hung it on the towel lining. "I-It's okay, Makoto... Geez... but like, warn me next time..."

Makoto just walked out of sight and scratched his cheek lightly with his finger, trying to blink his shame out of his head. "Still though..."

"I said it's fine." Komaru slipped into the bubble filled bath water and turned off the running faucet. "Hey, go get a couple of towels out of the hall closet and bring them in here, and um... undress before you come in." Her eyes shifted to the side.

Makoto was at a loss for words. "I-in front of the camera? What if someone's watching?"

"Well, you're a guy, is it the same for guys too? I mean, if it's... you know, big, there's nothing for you to worry about... right?"

Makoto's cheeks flushed even more red. "It's the same for guys too, you know..." Wait, there isn't a camera in my room though. He walked over to his room, but not before opening the closet across his door and pulling a blue towel and a yellow towel out. He went into his room, undressed himself quickly and wrapped the towel around his waist. Nodding with approval, he walked over and into the bathroom, seeing Komaru chest deep in the bubbles. She waved at him with a cheerful smile. Well at least she's quick to forgive.

"So... How do I go about getting in, I can't just get in with the towel."

Komaru covered her eyes with her hands. "I'll just close my eyes."

Makoto's eyes half-lidded. "You better not peek."

"Isn't that my line?"

"I'm just kidding." He folded the towel next to the opposite side of the bath and placed Komaru's next to her. After that, he slipped in opposite of Komaru and sank in as much as he could, feeling her nude legs under his own for the most part. This is pretty uncomfortable... or awkward is more like it. "I'm good now."

Komaru let her hands fall into the water. With how thick the bubbles were, they couldn't really look inside the water and really see each other. Now all that was on Makoto's mind was how was he supposed to bathe with her right across from him.

I swear I've got such a boner right now... Being in the same water with a naked girl... and so close too. Do I know no shame! He inwardly sighed and just sat back. Thankfully the faucet was on the long side of the bath and not on one end like most western designs are, so he had no kind of metal object obstructing his body from lying backwards against the cold tile wall, which added to his uncomfortability. He looked over at his sister to see her just relaxing, her arms sitting in the hot bath water. Makoto just simply looked to the side, then back to his sister.

"It is so great to see you again, Makoto." Komaru suddenly said.

"R-really?"

She nodded. "When you were admitted into Hope's Peak Academy, I... I was so proud of you. Seeing you work up the courage to go to that amazing school and then actually get accepted, I felt so... overwhelmed around you..."

Makoto's head tilted slightly, one eye brow raising.

"I was just a normal girl in middle school around that time, and you... you were a student of the best school in the entire country, or maybe even the world. I... When you'd come home, I couldn't be around you, I was almost scared, you know? I was nervous around you after that... Despite you being family, it felt like you was a complete stranger to me after that..."

Makoto simply looked down into the water.

"I knew you my entire life, but, I just couldn't feel comfortable around you anymore, everyone in the family held a higher respect for you, when you were admitted, everyone came from all over to give their congrats, some even sent letters with some checks." She smiled into the water, playing with her thumbs just above the bubbles. "I... always thought I'd never achieve that kind of success or respect or achievement in our family... You set a bar and... it was one I could never hope to match. I had no special skills or talents, I have none even, I'm just... me."

Makoto didn't know what to say. He knew when he came home from school, after he had been admitted, his sister treated him differently. It was like they became distant from each other, they lived in the same house, but both had completely different lives. I never even once considered her feelings... He looked back at her, waiting for her to continue.

"I was proud of you though, you know? I was very happy for you that you had gotten into that school, but at the same time, I was mad at you. I couldn't forgive you for... leaving me behind." Makoto's eyes shrank a bit.

Forget her? How could I ever forget about my sister? Sure we grew distant, but... "You were mad? But, you never seemed angry when we talked."

She smiled at him. "Well, I guess one could say I'm a good actress. Sure I was mad at you, but you know... I love you. You're my brother. I guess my happiness for you was well over that jealousy I harbored."

"But look at me, Komaru." Komaru seriously looked at him, waiting for what he was going to say. "In the end, I'm no different from you. I just happened to get picked to go to that school out of luck, nothing more. Not because I had any kind of talent, it is just... they thought it would be unfair to so many of the country. You could say I won a sort of lottery. But we're still the same. We're here, stuck together, and neither of us hold any kind of ability or talent that could get us out. We both have equal chances and we have the same opportunities open to us. And... I'm not sorry about us being stuck together, in fact, I'm actually really, really glad that out of anyone in the world, I'm confined into the same place with you, Komaru."

She blinked. Her eyes shined for a second before an appreciative smile graced her face. A tear threatened to break through her closing eyes. "Thanks, Makoto. That... That means a lot to me, more than you know." She sniffled.

All Makoto could do now was hope he had destroyed any barriers that kept her in that line of thinking. In no way was he better than her, actually, he could say he was a little jealous of her. Overall, she had more physical ability than he did. He may have been smarter in a sense, but she was the one who brought home a report card filled with A's while his was nothing more than average grades, nothing to really be proud of. She was the shining example he should have been when they were going to middle school. He guessed in the end, she must have harbored hostile feelings for him simply because he didn't have to do any kind of work to receive everything he got, it was just... luck. In the end, she was the one with the mental abilities, not himself.

"Well..." Komaru stretched her arms over her head. "Makoto, let me wash your back."

"Huh?" His eyebrow rose in response.

"You heard me, turn around and let me wash your back. You won't get clean by just laying there, silly." She smiled at him.

"Uh, I feel kind of uncomfortable with you touching me in the bath."

She put her hands on her hips. "It's not like I'm doing things to you, I'm just going to wash your back, and then you wash mine. Simple enough, right?"

"You make it sound like no big deal, but... Well..." He figured arguing with her would only stress him out. "Ah, what the hell." Going along with it is much easier, if I know Komaru, no isn't an answer with her. She smiled in victory. Makoto could only turn around, but then that's when he rethought this. "Wait, um-"

Komaru grabbed him and pulled him between her legs, bringing him up close to her so she could scrub his back down, however, the only thing Makoto felt getting hotter and hotter was something he knew shouldn't be receiving the signals it was getting. He was between the only female he had seen since his confinement had started. No masturbation, no kind of material to stimulate him or help him release his urges since it had started, he was throbbing insanely. His eyes were wide, hoping she wouldn't pull a dirty trick and reach around him like he'd see in some M-rated manga he used to read at home. The last thing she needed to know was he had an intense erection for her, and he hated it.

And then, hot cloth came against his back. Some sort of cloth scrubber was now scratching against his back, he could feel it lathering his skin and cleaning. It felt good. His sister pushed against him firmly, going up and down. Makoto involuntarily stretched his back muscles, moving his shoulder blades and maneuvering himself so she could get some sweet spots. It felt like a back scratch, except it was much better. A small smile formed on his lips as his cheeks turned pink.

"Thanks, Komaru... this feels, really good."

Another blush came across her face, but she smiled. "I-it's no problem, really." Her legs tightened around his sides a bit.

Makoto could feel a warmer and almost thicker fluid run up his lower spine a bit. It tickled him slightly, but he made no move to it. Is she turned on? He just looked her direction with his eyes, then they darted back to his knees. This is so awkward, but it feels too good to pass up. She continued scrubbing down his back, eventually going into the water to take care of his lower back. She once asked him to sit on his knees, but doing so wouldn't necessarily be the greatest idea.

"Come on, Makoto, I can't scrub down there unless it comes out of the water a little bit."

"I... kind of don't want to..."

"Do it, Makoto."

He shook his head.

"Makoto!"

"Okay, okay! I will." He had to give in to her demands. She could succeed at a ransom for ten billion zen with that kind of authority in her voice. He pushed himself slightly out and folded his legs under him, then sat on them. She jerked a bit. It may have been the surprise touch of his toes tickling her inner thighs. He could feel more of that other liquid come up. That's why I didn't want to... He was involuntarily playing with her sexual senses, while his own urges kept increasing.

Komaru could feel his toes lightly touching her thighs. The feeling was sensational, almost hypnotizing. The touch served nothing more than to turn her on even more. She was sitting inside a hot steamy bath, alone, completely nude and vulnerable with a boy. Even though that boy was her own brother, he was the only other person she had seen in a long time. It was obvious her body desired to be against him, but she had to fight it. He could find it really disgusting, he'd probably hate me if he found out... She was turned on by him, and she didn't know why. Not a clue. But, that wasn't going to stop her from being around him. She started scrubbing his lower back.

"Makoto, you will return the favor, right?" she stuttered out. He gave a nod.

"Yeah, I'll scrub your back, Komaru." And everywhere else if you ask... He had no choice, he was going to go crazy unless he relieved himself. I'll just wait, I'll wait until the urge dies down. What I'm wanting is wrong, very wrong, and she'd kill me if she knew.

Komaru scrubbed a little harder and then finally, started to cup water into her hands and drip it over his back. Makoto could feel the suds running off, but, it wasn't enough. He gulped.

"Y-you know... Komaru?"

Her eyebrows raised. "Hmm?"

"Um, uh... It'd be easier if I just... y-you know... Leaned... backwards."

Her face began to flush red. "U-uh, uh... I..." she lifted a finger to her cheek, an awkward smile present as she looked to the side. "I don't know... um... I have... assets... in the way, you know?"

"Yeah..." Crap, I knew it was a bad idea to ask. "N-nevermind!" his nervousness evident in his voice. "J-just continue w-what you w-were doing..."

Komaru wore a slight disappointment on her, her gaze kept to the side. "W-well, I- it would be easier..."

Makoto gulped. "You sure?" For her answer, he felt two hands grasp his shoulders and gently pull him back. He could feel Komaru sinking into the water along with him as he came closer and closer, and finally, he lied against her body, his own soaked into the hot bubble water up to his neck. He could feel her twin breasts against his neck, her stomach along his spine. Makoto was throbbing like crazy, he was hoping it couldn't be seen through the suds along the water's surface, he knew how big his equipment was. He could feel the hint of her own core at the bottom of his vertebrae. She was shaking slightly, probably from the arousal she herself was receiving. It didn't matter who touched it, the human body was going to do what it was suppose to.

Komaru let her hands sit atop her brother's chest, feeling the tone of it. His chest isn't... too bad. Her eyes drifted lower and lower his body until it came across the bubbles in the water, hiding what lay beneath. She slowed her breathing. I'm going crazy here... Calm down, girl, calm down... "Okay." she broke the silence. "Lean up."

Makoto did so. He scooted forward to his side of the bath and turned to her to see her lowered back down, her knees up and out of the water. I have to admit, she looks really cute in this position. Her face all red around the cheeks and everything. "Okay, my turn to wash you."

She nodded slowly. "Um, close your eyes?"

Makoto put a hand over them. "I won't peek."

Komaru sat up, her chest coming out of the suds and she turned around, giving her bare back to him. "Okay." She hunched over, bringing her chest to her knees. "You can look now."

"Alright." Makoto grabbed a separate scrubbing cloth and doused it in body wash like she did his, ruffled his hand inside to make the suds spawn, and then he placed it against her back. It reacted with the sudden touch, but he could tell she welcomed it. He began to scrub.

Komaru just blinked, her eyes full of caution and her cheeks full of blush, before she relaxed her muscles and slumped down slightly, closing her eyes. "That feels wonderful, Makoto."

He chuckled. "Really? That's good." He continued to scrub her back.

She couldn't believe the feeling, it was wonderful. "Oh, yes, right there." She gave a brief moan, earning a perk from Makoto. He took in a gulp, continuing his actions onto her back.

Then, a thought crossed his mind. He took hold of her hips.

The sudden action brought a gasp from the girl, the sensation was ticklish, but not in a disturbing way. She closed her eyes tighter as she felt herself be pulled back towards Makoto and between his spread legs. Komaru opened her eyes slightly and looked over at him. Apparently, he didn't pull her close enough to feel his organ. Shame... I think he got a hint of mine, shouldn't I get the same? She inwardly sighed, slumping her head further into her arms as he returned to scrubbing her back more effectively. Maybe he thinks I was ignorant of it? Come on, Makoto, I'm not that dumb...

Makoto was thinking otherwise, he was regretting that spur of the moment idea. I had brought her too close, any closer and she'd be... He swallowed his gathering saliva. Any closer and he would have been using her as a rubbing tool. "Y-your hair is nice, Komaru..."

"O-oh... You think so?.."

"Mm." he nodded. "Do you want me to wash that afterward?"

"Well..." She pondered on it for a second, then shrugged. "Yeah, why not."

He laughed briefly. "Alright then."

Komaru could feel his firm press against her back, being sure to wash every inch of skin he could. She could swear he tried to get around her sides and to her chest on several swipes, but she couldn't say it wasn't welcome. Because honestly, it was very welcome. Only he won't know, otherwise he'd think I was a creep. She exhaled a held breath and unfolded her arms off of her knees, letting them fall outward until her feet were stopped by the other end of the tub. All but her knees were inside the vanishing suddy water. Their visual shield was starting to fall by the minute. If they didn't hurry up...

"Okay, back's done, just need to wash it off." Makoto began to squeeze water over her back. She lowered her head, her eyes narrowing embarrassingly from her coming question.

"M-may I lean back?"

Makoto's face flushed with red slowly. "Um... Sure. But, what about-"

"It's fine." She began to lean back, as well as Makoto, keeping his gaze up the ceiling.

Oh boy...

Komaru kept going back, and her back pressed against something very foreign to her. She felt a long hot sensation coming across her middle spine. It was soft, yet it was tensing up at every move she made. Wow... She leaned back further, pressing her back against it. His organ throbbed, she could hear him breathe out nervously. Her entire back came engulfed with water as she lay against his lower body. Five... maybe five and a half inches? She swallowed. Impressive.

She didn't know if anything was really going to happen at the moment, she didn't know whether he was going to kill her for this later, or maybe never speak of this again, but she knew one thing. She was grateful to at least have him by her side.

Chapter 2 - Opacity