As the Wind Turns
(or The Many Lovers of Sakura Mikan)

Chapter 4:
Mochiage

Mochiage pushed her roughly against the tree, careful to keep them out of everyone's sight. It was a bright, beautiful, class-less day, so a good majority of the student population had opted to enjoy the fair weather outdoors. Everyone from the original Elementary Class B, with the exception of Natsume (who'd been acting all weird for the past three days), had met up at the garden for a little get together, and that's what had led him to his current situation.

Making out with the one and only Sakura Mikan.

They were no more than a hundred meters from the spot where their friends rested happily, and the thrill of getting caught was propelling both of them to a deeper state of frenzy. Mochiage had never done something like this before—hell, the last time he'd been with a girl had been months ago—and the promise of doing it again without even having to become a boyfriend was a pretty sweet idea. The fact that it was the unattainable Sakura Mikan he was going to do it with was like...well, he couldn't exactly compare it to anything he'd ever experienced before, but this was definitely a memory that'll be pretty hard to top.

Quietly groaning as Sakura-san abruptly slipped her hand down his pants, Mochiage wisely let her set their pace, which was a pretty fast one since she chose to gently pull him free from the confines of his pants and tell him in a breathy voice, "Lift me up. I can't wait anymore."

Wow.

Obeying, he instantly felt the tip of him brush her wet folds firmly as she guided him into her, and Mochiage had to grit his teeth and fight against the urge to simply explode all over her before the fun really began. He thought that if he could show her a good time, then maybe they could do this again soon. Very soon.

"Make me come," Sakura-san asked, looking up at him with her big brown eyes, and Mochiage was glad to obey. Gripping her thighs carefully, he pushed all the way inside her, savoring how hot and tight she was around him. "Oh, yes..."

With a shudder, Mochiage pulled out of her and pushed back quickly, then did it again and again and again until she shifted her hips down and pressed her lips to his harshly to muffle her shriek as she came around him. The sensation of her clamping down on him was wonderful and unforgettable, and he gladly pistoned in and out of her until he found his own release.

They were quiet for a moment, and Mochiage breathed in the scent of sex and enjoyed the feeling of fulfillment that flowed through his sated body. He thought, briefly, that he'd been right in his prediction that this would be a memory that would be difficult to replace. Who knew Sakura-san was such a wily tiger in the sack?

"Thank you," she said suddenly, pulling away to look at him. There was an amused smile on her face as she raked her fingers through his short hair. "That was quite a ride."

To his chagrin, he blushed at the praise. "You're not too bad yourself," he mumbled, unable to look at her as his mind cleared and the repercussions of what happened began to pour into his head. Kami-sama, Natsume-kun was going to kill him. Sakura-san was off-limits for a reason, and he'd just crossed the invisible line.

He was dead.

He was so dead.

"You'll take a bath before joining the others, yes?" Sakura-san asked. "Permy-kun will be able to smell me on you if you don't, and we don't want anyone to know about this little event, right?"

"Right," he replied breathlessly as she rose, releasing him from her body in the process. "Bath."

Sakura-san kissed him deeply one last time, and then scurried away in the direction of her building. Mochiage got up when he could no longer see her, then walked dazedly to his own room.

"Oi! Mochiage-kun!"

Snapping out of his trance, Mochiage looked over at Kitsuneme-kun and blinked blankly at him. "What?" he snapped, embarrassed at being caught day dreaming.

Everyone gave him curious looks, but it was Sakura-san who spoke up. "What were you thinking so hard about?" Opening his mouth to answer, Mochiage paused. Indeed, what had he been thinking about?

"He doesn't know," Koko-kun answered for him, shooting him an odd look. "And I didn't see what he was thinking about, either."

Mochiage blushed furiously and was suddenly struck with a feeling of de ja vu. Ignoring the odd sensation, he snapped, "You're not supposed to peek into our heads, Koko-kun! You promised!"

"I didn't!" Koko-kun replied. "That's why I said I didn't know what you were thinking!"

Huffing, Mochiage folded his arms across his shoulders and glared at everyone. It didn't hold the same ferocity as Natsume-kun's did, but his classmates still averted their eyes. Well, most of them did anyway.

Sakura-san kept on smiling at him, as if she wasn't afraid of what he'd do to her if she didn't stop. And indeed, with a Nullifying Alice and Hyuuga Natsume to protect her, what did she have to fear? Still, her smile tickled something at the back of his head, as if it should've held more importance to him.

...Nah.

Author's Note

At the request of I'm sorry. Goodbye. By request, Tono, Natsume and Tsubasa are next. And yes, Tsubasa will be the last, since this was supposed to be done already.

Hope you liked it!
~E