Hey, what's up? Anyone else seen the new SK anime? If so, what're your thoughts on it? It's pretty interesting so far, and I'm keeping my eye on it. New episodes are online every Friday, for those interested. At the time of this chapter, the third episode should be out.

Disclaimer: I do not own Senran Kagura. It belongs to Marvelous Entertainment and Kenichiro Takaki. Anything referenced belong to their respective owners.

The training had been intense that day as it had been the previous month, and elite Shinobi team could feel their veins throb and their muscles ache as they were catching their breath. They were undeniably making progress, but they knew for a fact that they was still leagues behind Kiriya, Daidouji, or the other Shinobi masters. Kuro, in particular, became aware of his steady growth and it seemed that the girls did, too. Their main acknowledgement of his increasing strength was fighting him three-on-one.

Far from being frustrated or discouraged by the gap in power between them and the Masters, they became enthusiastic in their own ways. As they sat and rested, Hibari moved over to sit next to Kuro, waiting for Kiriya to arrive and conclude their training. She began humming a cute little tune all the while. Of course, her happier than usual attitude wasn't lost on anyone else and they—minus Yagyū—wondered what made her so ecstatic.

"Good work today, ladies. Kuro. Your training will be concluded for today. Also, I have an announcement to make: We will stay at the shinobi island for three days," he explained briefly before disappearing again in a smoke bomb, prompting the usual coughing fit from the students.

"*cough, cough* For the love of Kami, Kiriya-sensei! There's a limit to how much smoke ya put in those bombs! LEARN IT!" Kuro stood up and shouted at the ceiling in the vain hopes that their teacher would hear.

"Let it go, Kuro-san. It's better that way," Ikaruga advised before the group went on to freshen up. The girls took their baths first, for obvious reasons. Well, Katsuragi tried to get Kuro to join them, but he respectfully declined. Their reactions varied, but they did all share the collective thought that they wouldn't have minded as much if he had. Hell, his hands have already explored the bodies of three of them.

As the ship took the class of six towards the island they once trained at, one could see Kuro and Ikaruga together near the edge, the latter leaning over the bow of the ship and staring intently and joyously at the passing seagulls. She remembers him having a distinct fascination with birds.

"Ikaruga-chan?" she heard him address her. She held back the urge to jump from being caught daydreaming.

"Y-Yes?"

"What's your favorite type of bird?"

That question really came out of left field, but she answered anyway; "Oh… um, I'm rather interested in the phoenix."

"Is that why your Guardian's a phoenix?"

"Hm… it's a possibility. Since I was a child, I've had a distinct fascination with the phoenix," she answers, turning to the left to further face him. "Then, what is yours?"

"The eagle."

"Why is that?" Ikaruga prodded. This was the perfect chance for her to get to know him a little bit better.

"Hm… well, the eagle conveys the powers and messages of the spirit; a person's connection to the divine because it flies higher than any other bird. The eagle brings the message of renewed life because it is associated with the east winds - the direction of spring, dawn and rebirth.

If someone's got it rough, eagles not only show 'em a new beginning, but gives that person the will to endure the difficulties. It gives me freedom and courage to look ahead whenever I see one. The eagle is symbolic of the importance of honesty and truthful principles. Or at least, that's what my old master taught me about them when I first summoned my guardian."

"BOOOORRRRRIIIING!" Leave it it Katsuragi to kill the mood as she popped up behind Ikaruga and started groping her breasts as usual.

"Katsuragi-san!/Katsu-chan…" both dark haired shinobi called and Kuro continued with; "Weren't you all over Asuka-chan just a second ago?"

"Please don't give her any ideas!" Asuka desperately shouted from the background.

"I believe in boob equality. I see boobs, I grab boobs. Although, I've recently found something almost as good~" she wiggled her eyebrows while staring at him—specifically, the area between his legs—perversely.

Kuro hovered his hands over his crotch subconsciously and turned away. Meanwhile, a certain albino haired girl's eyebrow twitched in irritation and she snapped the toothpick she was using to pick at and eat her favorite food. Hibari, who was next to her, took notice.

"Are you okay, Yagyū-chan?"

"Just fine," she replied quickly and curtly right as the island came into view.

"Wow. You guys have an entire island to yourselves…" Kuro marveled at the sight.

"It's not just ours. Countless shinobi have come here to train in the past. This is practically a tradition amongst all shinobi," Kiriya explained from behind them as they exited the ship, the poor younger male being given the laborious task of carrying everyone's luggage.

'Nah, nobody help me. That'd be a little too much…' he thought bitterly as they all came up to the only man-made structure on the island. Thankfully for the girls, the place didn't look as dusty as it did the first time so they didn't have to spend all day cleaning.

Once that was over and done with, they were all tasked with practicing combination Ninja Art with their Guardians. Well, Kuro and Ikaruga were helping Asuka get the hang of summoning hers, though…

…Oh, the irony of being afraid of the same species your Guardian comes from…

It wasn't until about 7 o'clock where they decided to stop and take it easy. They were quick to enter the baths afterwards. Once his was finished, Kuro made his way to the kitchen to grab something to eat. However, as he rounded the corner of the hallway, he accidentally bumps into somebody. It was Ikaruga.

"Oops… Sorry, Ikaruga-chan," Kuro apologized.

"It's alright. I'm also at fault for not paying attention to my surroundings," the ravenette replied. She looked apologetic, but there was something else there too, something he couldn't place. It was almost like she was glad to have run into him and was hiding it. "Are you hurt anywhere?"

"I'm fine, more or less. Thanks for asking."

Ikaruga looked downwards for a moment, seemingly thinking about something, before lifting her head back up and smiling serenely at Kuro; "In that case, would you mind coming with me to my room?"

Now, he was curious. When he first meet Ikaruga, she was very aware of his gender. She still treated him as well as she would her other juniors, but she was still more… reserved, for lack of a better term, towards him. Now, here she was, casually inviting him to her room. His intuition made him feel like he knew where this would eventually lead, but he disregarded it and agreed.

Smiling, Ikaruga hooked her arm around his and made the short walk towards her door. She told him to wait outside for a bit and went in alone. Kuro heard her moving about inside, along with a few thumps and the rustling of what seemed to be cloth.

"You can come in, now," she called. Upon hearing it, Kuro let himself in, but froze when he got a look at the girl's choice in nightwear. Ikaruga was sitting on her bed wearing a pure white negligee that he could tell that she didn't wear anything underneath. Whether or not she did this on purpose, he'll never know.

"U-um, Ikaruga-chan…?" he asked, his face red like a tomato.

"Yes?"

"Do you always wear that to bed?" he said, still not looking at her.

"Why, yes, I do. Is there a problem?" she asked, genuinely confused as to why he was acting like he was.

'You really don't see anything wrong with this picture…?' he thought to himself before coming to the conclusion that since she wore that a lot, it was only natural she'd eventually be comfortable with having in on in front of others.

…but then again, Ikaruga usually never lets anyone come into her room back at the school, so what made this time so different?

He would've verbalized that question had not for Ikaruga shifting her position to where her legs were tucked under her and her hands were rested on her thighs. Kuro fought to keep from staring at them.

"It's been a while since you and I have done our meditation practices, so I figured now would be the time. Come," she explained, patting the spot beside her. He did as told and got into a comfortable seating position on the bed, sitting cross-legged with his hands in his lap.

Ikaruga was about to give him more instructions, but her words died in her mouth when she bore witness to the sight of Kuro removing his shirt. Her eyes widened and she felt the heat rising in her face as his well-built physique came into view. She knew why he had done this; to get more comfortable, but she always had to put in a lot of effort to not just completely ogle him.

"A-alright, are you ready?" she asked, receiving a nod into response. She took a calming breath to calm her hormones before regarding Kuro with a serious glance. "Today, we shall be focusing on tuning out any unnecessary distractions. This is very, very important when meditating. Now, for the next thirty minutes, we shall be taking turns trying to distract the other in five minute intervals. I'll start and I want you to try whatever you can think of to break my concentration, okay?"

Kuro nodded and waited a moment for Ikaruga to drift off. During that time, he tried to think of ways that he could distract her. His eyes began scanning her up and down before, unwittingly or not, stopping at her breasts. Immediately, an idea popped into his head, but the only thing keeping him from going through with it was how she would react if it worked. She didn't have her blade on her as it was on the other side of the room, so the most possible damage she could do to him would be to hit him in his nards.

Seeing as he only had four minutes left, he decided to just tempt fate. Looking between his palms and her chest for a few seconds, he shifted around the bed to station himself behind her. He swallowed down his nervousness before he snaked his arms under hers and began to grope her chest!

As if by reflex, her right hand twitched and shifted towards her hip, but she remembered that her blade wasn't on her. Despite this, her hand continued to twitch as if it was trying to show Kuro how she was growing irritated. Although, it seemed that he didn't even notice, judging by his hands not leaving their current location. Seeing that he probably wouldn't stop, she decided to wait out the next three minutes before castigating him for this dumb move.

'He should not be left alone with Katsuragi-san anymore!'

From behind her, Kuro's hands cradled her breasts in each one and lightly pressed down on them to feel the consistency. Despite her nightwear being in the way, he could tell that they were warm, soft, and squishy. Out of the now four girls' breasts that he had fondled, he could definitely tell that Ikaruga's were the softest. Carefully, he stroked his hands across them a few times, feeling their shape and weight. It felt so nice that it almost made him forget how risky and stupid this was, or why he was even doing this in the first place.

Then, his fingers found her nipples, which began to poke against her negligee, and he just couldn't help but stroke them a little. He ran a finger around both little nubs a few times, before taking them between a thumb and index finger and squeezing just a little bit. A whimper and a soft sigh escaped her lips. It scared him a bit. Although, luckily for him, Ikaruga remained still despite this.

As if his body had a mind of its own, Kuro's left hand had finally left her chest and slid down her body, feeling every inch of her curvature. He could feel her body tremble slightly whenever he made contact with her skin as he moved past her waist to his next destination: her crotch.

'N-not there…! That spot is embarrassing!' Ikaruga whined in her mind. She felt a myriad of sensations at the boy's touch. The most prominent feeling was the heat rising steadily in her lower regions just as she felt Kuro's hand slide further and further downwards till it made contact with her most sacred area, shielded by a pair of black panties. Then, he took the next step and moved his right hand over from her hip to the space between her thighs cupping her mound through her panties.

Ikaruga gasped in reaction and waited with anticipation as Kuro had shifted her panties to the side, revealing her moistening pussy lips. He quickly glanced up at her, gauging whether or not she would stop him, before he leaned his head close enough for her skin to feel his breath. She shuddered at the feeling and waited for him to continue, which he did by tenderly pressing his finger against her outer lips slowly trailing up to her clit.

Ikaruga shifted, appearing very heated by his actions. Evidently this was a sensitive spot for her. His lips gently nibbled on her shoulder as he pried apart her vaginal lips. She exhaled and quickly went rigid when she felt one of his calloused fingers worm its way into her pussy. She reacted by tensing up in her spot.

'I-I… I can't take it anymore! I'm… I'm... c-c-cumming!'

The girl's mind went crazy in numbing pleasure as the boy's fingers (when did he insert the second one?) slowly pumped inside and outside of her cunt. After a couple of minutes of this, definitely passing the five minute mark, Ikaruga clamped her thighs on his hand as her body very visibly quivered and twitched in climax. Kuro couldn't see it, but both of her eyes had snapped open and her mouth hung agape as she let out a silent scream and a shaky breath of release.

They sat there in silence, save for Ikaruga's heavy breathing, as the realization of what Kuro had done dawned on him: he had not only just groped his classmate, but he had actually fingered her into an orgasm all without her consent! He actually felt like scum now and looked at his hand, now coated with her vaginal fluids, with a look of horror etched onto his features. The girl in question saw the look on his face and had only one thought in her now lust-addled mind.

'No… Don't you dare feel sorry for that!'

Ikaruga slowly and shakily got up to where she was on her knees. She wobbled in place for a second before turning to face him, her bangs shadowing her eyes. Kuro began to panic, waving his hands in front of him and sputtering apologies. When she didn't respond, he then braced himself for a well-deserved hit…

But it never came.

Instead, she shoved him, causing him to fall on his back. Now, Ikaruga was straddling his legs, feeling up his broad chest. She was then quick to undress before proceeding to lean down on him close enough as to where her breasts were pressed against his chest, their nipples rubbing against each other's as well.

"I-Ikaruga-chan?!"

"Kuro-san… That was really mean…"

Ikaruga's left hand trailed downwards and he gasped when she grabbed his shorts and pulled on them. The girl's fingers worked their way into his underwear and Kuro grunted when they wrapped around his cock, now at full mast. She quickly went to work by placing her hands at the hilt.

Kuro moaned in contentment at her soft, feminine hands touching the more sensitive part of his body. The sensation of her breath on it came next, soon followed by her lips on his shaft. Her perfect, rosy colored lips curled up against his shaft while her hands softly stroked the hilt of his meat, she wasted no time in bringing out her tongue lick and lather the tip, making him weak in the knees.

She continued licking the tip in soft circles before the moment of truth came when she opened her mouth and took in his meat in a manner similar to how she ate one of Asuka's futomaki rolls.

A small scrap of pubic hair tickled her nose as she adjusted her position, then after a few more seconds she withdrew herself all the way to the tip before plunging all the way back down.

Kuro inhaled sharply and placed his hands on her head while she continued. Her mouth made audibly loud suckling noises as she continued bobbing back her head with extra strong sucks of his dick.

Soon enough he signaled his release prompting Ikaruga to pry herself off with a wet pop and a small trail of saliva connecting her lips to his cock as a geyser of semen erupted from it. Ikaruga maintained her kneeling position with her eyes wide open in surprise. She had squirmed a bit when some of Kuro's cum landed on her face and breasts.

Ikaruga ended up scooping up the substance from her breast and gave it one long look before lapping it up. It was an acquired taste, but she couldn't find reasons to complain.

She then got in a position where she was on her back, head resting on her pillow, her legs spread invitingly, and her arms outstretched to him while staring at up at Kuro lovingly.

"Kuro-san. I can't wait anymore. Will you please be my first time? I want you to be my first and only man."

In response, Kuro closed in on her and once again melted into the embrace. His right hand gripped his member carefully guiding it to her vulva. Once the tip touched the outer lips, Kuro looked to her receiving a nod of confirmation before taking the plunge into Ikaruga's womanhood and claiming her virginity.

The ravenette held her mouth agape in exhilaration and pain at having said virginity claimed. Kuro waited for her to accustom herself to it instead of hammering away, though the extreme tightness of her womanhood certainly made him want to rush.

"Y-you can… move now…" the pain began to dim and began to morph into a sensation of pleasure. Kuro nodded and began rocking his hips in a gyrating motion inside her sex. Ikaruga's flushed face contorted to one of gradually intensifying pleasure, her eyes were closed and her lips pursed as if begging to be kissed. Kuro obliged by leaning forward enough to capture them in his.

She dutifully kissed back and hooked her arms around his neck as they softly bounced together on the bed. Ikaruga started breathing heavily as Kuro hammered his hips against her groin. The longer it went, the faster her got and the more strength he put into his thrusts, soon enough he was aggressively pounding her pussy like some lust obsessed lover and that's what they both were right now.

After a while of mind-numbing pleasure, she felt Kuro extract himself from her depths. She was going to voice her complaints and beg him to re-enter her, but he stopped her before she began by lifting her up and swapping their positions. Now, she was the one on top again. She instantly realized what he wanted; 'Well, I can't let him do everything…'

Ikaruga hips soothingly gyrated in Kuro's lap with his meat snugly sheathed inside her snatch, it was a tight fit and to them it was an undescribable feeling.

She continues slamming herself onto his lap for the past several minutes with her arms up over her head letting her breasts bounce and jiggle in front of Kuro's face. Ikaruga's face scrunched up with intense pleasure as she rode him; her cheeks burning red, her eyes half-lidded, and her mouth agape with breathy moans escaping from it constantly.

She hunched over his form, her hair draping them both. Her hands slid along his chest as his firmly held her buttocks in place. Kuro looked into Ikaruga's flushed face and grinned right before she started moving herself up and down his turgid pole.

"Kuro-saaaan~! Kuro-saaaan~!" the girl repeats his name to no end.

Kuro groaned as she rode him with unrivaled passion. She absolutely adored and savored the feeling of him being sheathed inside, she wanted it to last forever, but at the same time knew that she was going to tap out any minute. Thus, she altered her movements to slow and strong rotations of her hips which brought an even greater sensation and pushed Kuro even closer to release.

Seemingly picking up on this, Ikaruga once again wrapped her lips around his mouth while her body writhed on his cock. Within the confines of their mouths, the two hollered inwardly at their sexual activity reaching its apex.

Then, it all happened at once. Ikaruga froze, locked in a breathless rigor as her release rushed through her. Her core clenched around him like a flytrap, and he groaned as she pulsed around him. Despite the iron grip her pussy had on him, Kuro thrust again, again, driving the entire length of his rod into her with determination, and her whole body shuddered with each blow. Then, Kuro buried himself in her one last time and his orgasm hit him.

He came violently, semen raging through his cock like molten metal, pumping and pumping as Ikaruga practically milked him for every last drop he had. The ravenette had succumbed to climax as well with her pussy squelching all over the comforters while continuously being filled with his essence.

Once they had finished, they both collapsed onto the bed in a tight spooning embrace, both exhausted and totally satisfied, with him still locked inside her.

Though, had they paid more attention to their surroundings, they would have heard the sound of scurrying footsteps moving away from the door...

The next morning…

Ikaruga's eye fluttered open as the sun had the audacity to rouse her from her pleasant dreams. However, she did notice a distinct absence of someone who was supposed to be there. She slowly sat up and stretched her arms just as she noticed a little note on the door.

'Yo, Ikaruga-chan!

I woke up early, yet didn't wanna disturb you. I also kinda needed to get out of the room before any of the others woke up. Haha! See ya during training today!

- Kuro

P.S.: Please don't be mad at me for yesterday! I mean, the groping, not the… y'know…'

Ikaruga smiled and noted a small doodle of Kuro with his hands together in a begging pose. She let out a small huff of amusement. She was in no way upset about what happened last night. Sure, she was aggravated with him groping her at the time, but regardless, she made a mental note to let him know that she wasn't holding a grudge against him.

'Seriously, he can be like a child sometimes…'

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