Okay Chapter 7.
First of all, I'd like to say that…after re-reading my last chapter…I am not happy at all. I know many of you loved it (and thanks for the reviews!) but it just wasn't where I wanted to go with this story just yet. A lot of it was OOC, Natsuki was acting way too nice to Shizuru. WAY TOO NICE. I didn't want Natsuki to be that nice yet. Shizuru was still a little ridiculously forward, despite the fact that I wanted her to be more 'serious' when it came to winning Natsuki over. Overall, I'm glad you enjoyed it, but I think it's probably better if I plan out my chapters beforehand (like I did with my last 5) so that I don't have random OOCness and crackfic-ness. To those that DIDN'T enjoy the last chapter, it's cool. I totally get it haha. It went against what I said in the first chapter, when I said I'd be taking their relationship slowly. I think it was because I was a little under pressure, a ton of reviews mentioned the date and I didn't want to screw it up for them(which is not the reviewers fault at all!!)…I was trying too hard to please everyone I think haha. I'm going to try and repair the damage to my story in this chapter, so even though they were getting all chummy in the last chapter, I've decided I'm going to make Natsuki more…well, Natsuki again. And Shizuru less…B IG SISTER SHIZURU from Otome if you know what I mean. So right. On with the story. (sorry for such a long author's note)
P.S I know I said I'd finish this story before I start my next one, but I've been putting a lot of thought into the next one so I might post the first chapter (just to get it out of my system) and THEN finish this one off.
Brrring Brrrring. Natsuki watched her phone have a seizure on her table. She slid her plate of Mayo sandwiches away and grumbled, "What now?" as she grabbed her phone and flipped it open. "Kuga," Natsuki said through a mouthful of sandwich.
"Natsuki? Your new bike just came in."
Natsuki nearly choked on her sandwich. "Great," she said trying to act cool to make up for her coughing fit. "I'll be there in…oh wait I have to walk…uuuh, give me twenty minutes." The school was right by the garage luckily, so she had time to run by Shizuru's office and give her a final, "You're going down," speech before tomorrow's race.
Natsuki grabbed her bag, which was stuffed with a thermos filled with god-knows-what, her rider suit, and her helmet, and began her long trek to the garage.
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Arriving at the shop, she noticed there was no one behind the desk and walked into the back room.
"Natsuki! Welcome, your bike's over here. Your friend's looking it over for you," the man known as Yamada said.
"My…friend?" Natsuki blinked in surprise. Who did I tell? Um, that's right, no one. She followed Yamada through a metal door which opened into a giant garage full of bikes, cars, and ATVs. And there, in the middle of the room stood her beautiful Ducati. She bolted and lunged onto it, kissing it and hugging it. "Oh bike, bikey bike, I love you."
"Whoa, Kuga," Takeda said as he pushed himself out from under a car he had been working on, wrench in hand. "If only I were that bike," he said with a small smile. He stared in fear at her glare, "J-just kidding…" not.
Natsuki grinned. "Nice eye patch," she said with a hint of amusement in her voice. "What happened?"
"Oh, a psycho stripper in the woods attack—" one look at Natsuki's death glare, and Takeda pushed himself under the car again.
Natsuki chuckled to herself as she went back to ignoring Takeda's existence and focused on her bike. She ran her hands down the seat, felt the handles, touched the wheels. "If you were a guy I would do you right here," Natsuki said with a nod. Or a girl…?
CLUNK. Natsuki turned towards the car Takeda had been working under. "Ow…," she heard him whimper. She snorted and stood up.
"Let's see…," Natsuki slowly sat on the seat. Oh yes, this is good. This is TOO good. I've missed you so, Mr. Ducati. Her hands slowly made their way to the handles. With a slight wince, she managed to get them in the right position, though turning her injured-hand too much would really hurt. Maybe I should reschedule the race…my arm isn't—
"Kuga."
Natsuki looked up from her bikes handles, only to find a teal-haired girl watching her from the shadows. God she's like Nao, ridiculously dramatic. "Tomoe?"
Tomoe took a step into the light, a weird smile twisted on her face. "I've been watching your bike for you."
Natsuki looked down at her bike, "You're the…friend that was looking over my bike?" This girl…she knew her, but they certainly weren't friends. Besides that look she gives me…it's like she's murdering me in her mind or something creepy like that.
Tomoe nodded. "It looks fine to me." Tomoe's face had changed, Natsuki realized. Before there had been some sort of…spark, that kept her going. And now? Now she just seemed…well, still creepy, but the spark was gone. She was almost robotic now. It was creeptastic to say the least.
Natsuki nodded slowly. "Y-yeah…thanks, I guess." Natsuki tilted her head to better examine the strange girl. She doesn't look like one of my fangirls…, "Well I should go," Natsuki said turning on the engine.
Tomoe frowned. "Off to see Shizuru?"
Natsuki rolled her bike towards the exit and paused, turning around to face the girl with a confused expression on her face. "What?"
"Your girlfriend," Tomoe added impatiently.
"Don't be ridiculous," Natsuki scoffed. "Rule number 3. No falling for the competition." She recited it loudly, though she wasn't sure she was innocent of breaking it. With a nod she revved the engine and sped off towards the school. She, exhaled slowly, for some reason she had had a feeling something would be wrong with her bike, but apparently it really was fine. "Hm."
Natsuki did a couple illegal things. Basically she rode her bike onto school grounds. She drove up walking/wheelchair ramps, zoomed through lawns, raced through residence halls. Hey, it was Sunday, no one would know! Finally she skidded to a halt in front of a dorm, got off, put her helmet away and walked up to the building. Once inside, she found the door to her friend's room. "Nao?" she called.
There was some rustling on the other side. She heard a groan, and then the door clicked unlocked. It opened a crack, a lime green eye peeked out before opening the door more.
Nao looked like she had been to hell and back. "Kuga? What do you want, I feel like shit and I'm not in the mood for your cra—"
"Save it," Natsuki said rolling her eyes. She reached into her bag, pulling out the thermos. "Here," she handed it to Nao who stared at it dumbly. Natsuki chuckled. "It won't kill you, it's for the hangover." Natsuki had been given an alcoholic beverage at a party once (despite her saying she didn't want to drink), her fans had been trying to get her drunk. Mai had taken care of her and taught her how to make insta-go-away-hangover juice.
Nao stared at the drink. Stared at Natsuki. And slammed the door shut.
Natsuki smiled, and walked back to her bike. Now to talk smack to Shizuru, and then do some practice laps at the track. Natsuki had at first been worried she'd drive herself mad not knowing what to do with herself the day before the race. It wasn't rare for her to turn into a nervous wreck before a race.
Natsuki found herself stopped outside of the Student Council room. Why haven't I barged in yet? She frowned as she felt such a weird feeling in her stomach. So lame, Kuga, so lame.
Before she knew it, the door opened up. "Ah, Kuga-san!" It was Reito.
Natsuki blinked, a little embarrassed at being caught standing outside the Student Council room while zoning out. "K-Kanzaki, uh, hey…" I don't know why, but I really don't like this guy. He's too…perfect. Like annoyingly Mr. Perfect. I have a strong desire to punch him…
Reito watched the blue-haired girl's face with interest, as she seemed to be enjoying some type of fantasy only she could see. He gave her a bright smile. "What do you need, Kuga-San?"
Natsuki snapped out of her sick murderous fantasy and blinked. Huh? Oh right. "Is Shizuru around?"
"Ara ara…Natsuki came to look for me? I'm honored," said a beautiful Kyoto-ben from behind her.
Natsuki turned around, a light pink tint to her cheek. "S-Shizuru, hey. I just came by to tell you--"
Shizuru wrapped her hand around Natsuki's and pushed by Reito, entering the room. Shizuru dropped Natsuki's hand before she sat down at her desk. She peered up at the biker from under thick lashes. "Continue."
Natsuki rubbed the back of her neck. She usually liked to give these types of speeches when she was feeling confident, but somehow the chestnut haired girl always seemed to suck her aura of coolness away from her. "I just wanted to let you know that," Natsuki paused. Shizuru tilted her said slightly as she examined the younger girl, a slight hint of amusement in her eyes. "I just wanted to tell you that you're going down tomorrow. And just because we're semi-friends I'm not going to go easy on you at all."
"Ara, does Natsuki think I'm easy?"
Natsuki blushed then stammered, "N-no you know what I mean, Shizuru!"
They eyed each other for a long moment. Shizuru was contemplating what exactly semi-friend was. She was sure they had at least reached friend status. I mean the promised date had been fun. They'd kissed…sure it wasn't on the lips like Shizuru had hoped, but it was something. Semi-friends didn't kiss each other did they? Not to mention Natsuki had been awfully cute the day before. She had acted protective, jealous, and brave all for Shizuru…so why was she acting like none of that had happened? Shizuru tried to figure the girl out by staring into her emerald orbs with her crimson ones but she still couldn't figure out what was going through the girl's head. So was Natsuki smitten with Shizuru or not? Ara I wish she'd pick a team and stay on it.
Natsuki on the other hand just wanted to leave. The longer they stayed in this staring eye contest the more she wanted to bolt. Shizuru had too much power over her, she had realized after leaving the party last night. She did like the girl's company, she had probably broken rule number 3…but who knows for sure? Yesterday proved nothing to Natsuki except that Shizuru was seriously sexy, slightly crazy, and ridiculously flirtatious. Oh and a ton of fun. Did that mean it was the real Shizuru though? The one she had asked to meet…or the one that had fooled her and tried to take advantage of her? Molestation on the beach seems to equal fake Shizuru…and yet I think she really got a kick out of teasing me so…that equals real Shizuru. God I wish this woman would pick a personality and stick with it…I get so confused.
Natsuki blinked. "Crap, I lost," she said with a frown.
Shizuru stared, a quizzical expression gracing her near-perfect features. "Lost what?"
"The staring eye contest…"
Now was Shizuru's turn to blink. Staring eye contest..? She couldn't help but let out a giggle. This girl was so childish sometimes. "Ara, and here I thought we were staring lovingly into each other's eyes…," the Kyoto born teased.
Natsuki's face puffed red. "W-whatever. I'll see you tomorrow. Bring your best." Natsuki grumbled as she made her way to the door.
"Natsuki?"
Natsuki froze mid-way out the door. Damn I hate the power her voice has over me. She turned around and entered again. "What?" she asked.
Shizuru gave her a dark smile. "I don't intend on losing tomorrow. I want you to try your best as well. I won't be taking it easy on you just because you're cute if that's what you're worried about."
Natsuki stared for a few seconds, her lips then curved into a smile. This took Shizuru back by surprise but she covered it well. "Good. Oh and you know that girl Tomoe?" Natsuki asked.
Shizuru's smile dropped. "Yes…" unfortunately.
"I think she's a total nutter, I'd steer clear from her," Natsuki said as she gave a quick wave and left the room, shoving Kanzaki out of the way as she left.
Shizuru stared at the place the younger girl, and object of her desires, had been standing seconds ago. I wonder what Tomoe said to her…I should probably let Natsuki know about Tomoe before the race…and I should make sure she isn't planning anything.
"Shizuru? Will you be leaving soon? It's a Sunday and you have a race with Kuga-san tomorrow. Maybe you should go practice," Reito said sitting onto his desk and watching his friend with warm eyes.
Shizuru nodded, and began packing up her bag. "Yes, I do think I'll stop by the track later. You're welcome to join me, it gets awfully boring out there alone."
Reito smiled. "I would love to watch you."
Shizuru raised a brow in his direction. The way he said 'watch you' made her wonder if he meant…well, watch her lustfully. She shook the thought from her mind, though she had no doubts Reito was attracted to her, and gestured for him to follow her from the room.
Natsuki arrived at the Biker Club, drove to the nearby race track, and left her bike idling for a few minutes as she got up to sign in. She checked over the list of names quickly. No one had really been by today except Tomoe and Chie. Tomoe had just left, and Chie hadn't signed out yet. Natsuki blinked then looked around the race track, no one was there.
"Natsuki!"
Natsuki turned around, and there was Chie, straddling her silver bike and waving. Natsuki waved back, but with less enthusiasm. "Hey, Chie, wanna do some practice laps with me?" Natsuki asked beckoning to the race track.
Chie frowned. "Aw, I wish you had gotten here earlier I just did like 40."
"And you probably still can't beat me," Natsuki said with a grin.
"Well duh, no one can beat you," Chie said grinning back. She checked her watch. "Mai said she'd be coming here sometime tonight to set up your tent and have it all ready for tomorrow. Maybe she'd want to race you."
Natsuki sighed. "Not everyone in this school can race, Chie."
Chie gave a goofy grin. "Oh right. She's more like the uh, cheerleader for the Kuga Squad right?"
Natsuki chuckled. "You could say that." I'm so going to tell Mai what Chie called her.
Chie nodded and gave Natsuki a mock salute. "Well I'm off to go see if Aoi wants some makeup sex."
Natsuki's cheeks turned bright red as she looked away. "Too much info, Chie."
Chie frowned. "Was not. I didn't even go into detail about why we need to have makeup sex. You see, Aoi found out that I had angry sex with that Mashi—"
"Seriously, Chie!" Natsuki said covering her ears. "I do not want to know."
"Don't waste your time, Chie, Natsuki's a total prude," said another familiar voice.
Natsuki and Chie both looked up. "Oh hey, Nao," Chie said with a dazzling smile. I wonder if the Spider is into chicks.
Natsuki rolled her eyes. "Whatever, Nao. Wanna race around a bit?"
Nao rolled her beautiful blood red and black bike next to Natsuki's then got on it. "Like you had to ask."
Natsuki watched her put her matching helmet on. Black webs were painted all over it. "Hey are you sure you're okay to race? No hangover or anything?"
"I'm fine. Whatever you gave me cleared me up in about an hour, pretty good stuff," Nao said as she flipped her helmet visor down. "Thanks," she murmured, though Natsuki didn't hear it as she was already heading for the starting line.
"Okay, I'm off, have fun you two!" Chie said with a wave as she flipped her own helmet visor down and sped off on her silver and chrome bike.
Nao didn't bother waving. Natsuki waved but was too late, as Chie was already disappearing into view. "She speeds too much," Natsuki commented.
"Like you're one too talk miss 'Let me ride my bad ass motorcycle around the school just because I can and I like doing bad things.'"
"That was a long 'little miss' insult."
Nao shrugged. "There was no easier way to fit it. Oh and you left skid marks all over the school. Okay, three laps? And after I beat your sorry ass you will buy me…you know what, screw it, just give me your money after I beat your ass."
Natsuki rolled her eyed. "Okay and if I win, I get to make fun of you for trying to rape me last night." Natsuki got immense amounts of pleasure at the expression on Nao's face. It was a mix of pure and utter terror, and trying to stay calm and deny deny deny!
"W-what are you talking about, Kuga? KUGA?!" Nao raced after her friend who was already speeding around the first curve. Lousy cheater!
Natsuki handed the pissy Nao an ice cream bar. "For the sore loser," she said as Nao swiped the ice cream from her hand.
"Since when did the Biker Club sell ice cream anyways? The place is such a dump," she took a giant bite, "I don't even know if this is healthy." She swallowed.
Natsuki chuckled and made her way back to the race track.
"Hey Natsuki!" a certain red head called. She came running. She came running too fast, and in fact slammed into the cobalt-haired girl.
They crashed into the ground. Nao kept walking mumbling, "Dumbasses."
Natsuki glared after the fiery demon that she had just bought ice cream for and then helped Mai up. "What's the rush, Mai?"
Mai blushed. "S-sorry. I just haven't seen you in a while…I sort of tripped I think." Mai said frowning at her feet.
Natsuki waved it off. "Don't worry about it." Though her arm started to slightly throb. "How's it going?"
"I set up your tent. Everything is ready for tomorrow night, were you practicing?" Mai asked.
"Thanks, and yeah. I think I'll head home though. I already beat Nao like 400 times."
"I heard that!" yelled the fiery demon, who had gotten on her bike again and was leaving the track.
Natsuki grinned and gave Nao a wave. She turned back to Mai who was…blushing? "Mai, what the hell?"
Mai shot her head up. "Huh?"
"You're blushing," Natsuki said as she unscrewed a water bottle and took a long drink, eyes never leaving her strange friend.
"I am?" Mai held a hand up to her cheek. "Sorry," she smiled. "I have no idea why that is."
Natsuki shrugged, she really couldn't care less. "Well I think maybe I'll do one more lap and call it a day," Natsuki said looking across the empty track.
"Kuga-san!"
Natsuki's eyebrow twitched. That voice…same one as earlier. She slowly turned around, "Kanzaki…?" What was a goody goody doing at the Biker Club? And why is he on the back of Shizuru's bike. And why do I care? She involuntarily zoomed in on his arms around the Kyoto goddess. Ugh. She rolled her eyes, Mai giggled.
Reito stepped off the beautiful Kawasaki ninja and waved. Natsuki rolled her eyes again, and then laid her eyes on the beautiful biker. Her heart began beating faster. Stupid heart. Stupid tight biker suit. Stupid Shizuru. "Hey, Kanzaki…," Natsuki muttered.
"Please, call me Reito!" Reito beamed at her as he approached. Shizuru's amused expression was hidden under a helmet.
"Yeah…no…I'll stick with calling you Kanzaki," Natsuki deadpanned. Mai and Shizuru both giggled this time...though Shizuru was an expert at hiding hers.
"Oh, er, alright then," Reito said scratching the back of his neck. "Listen," he said lowering his voice and getting all business. "I'm Shizuru's racing manager, and was wondering if you wanted a manager."
He handed Natsuki a card, which she promptly ripped and flung behind her. She pointed to her busty, red-headed friend who had stayed quiet during the last part. "Already got one."
"Ara Natsuki isn't very polite is she?" Shizuru said as she pulled off her helmet. She swung her head around, her beautiful chestnut hair was definitely happy to be out of the helmet.
Natsuki found herself staring again. She shook her head, dammit. "I'm fine with Mai," she said seriously. "Besides I think you have your hands full with booking races for the Kyoto Champion anyways," Natsuki said grabbing Mai's hand and shoving by Shizuru and Reito towards the race track.
Shizuru pouted as she watched Natsuki drag Mai away. What's her problem? She turned a sympathetic smile on the now confused looking Reito. She gestured for him to follow her as she too made her way to the track.
Natsuki placed her helmet on her head and pointed to where Mai should sit. She grumbled something under her breath and got onto her beautiful Ducati. Mai had no comlaints about sitting down and watching Natsuki all day. Who would?
"It's a beautiful bike," Shizuru said as she rolled her Kawasaki alongside the Ducati.
Natsuki couldn't help but smile under her helmet. She ran a hand down all the different readings and meters then down the seat. "It is," she agreed.
"Just like it's rider," Shizuru said quietly, a sincere smile on her face.
Natsuki snapped her head up, a blush forming on her cheeks. "Uh, thanks." She revved her engine. "You wanna teach me how you dipped so slow that first race?" Natsuki tried to keep the near-begging out of her voice.
Shizuru put on her classic thinking-pose, a finger on her chin as she stared up at the sky. "I suppose I could teach you…but why would I teach my competition something like that? It would give them an advantage would it not?" Not like you don't have an advantage over me already…just by being you Natsuki.
Natsuki frowned. "Please? I…I've tried it today against Nao once. It almost cost me the race," Natsuki admitted as she looked down. It was true, she had tried the way Shizuru sunk so low to the road during one of her practice laps against Nao. She had lost control of her bike and nearly drove into the railing.
Shizuru sighed, God this girl is adorable. It's really quite unfair. "I'll teach you, under one condition."
Natsuki eyed the suspicious smile on Shizuru's lips. I don't like the look of that. Well I do, but still…, "What is the condition?"
"Mmm," Shizuru revved her own engine and looked down, which shocked Natsuki to no end. Shizuru was usually so confident yet she was the one looking down for once? Shizuru finally looked back up, their eyes locked. "After I teach you, I'm going to ask you a question…and you're free to say yes or no of course. But, if even for a split second you consider saying 'yes', then you must say yes."
Natsuki gave her a confused expression. "Come again?"
Shizuru giggled, then said more loudly. "At the end I will ask you a question. If the thought of saying 'yes' to the question passes through your mind even for just a second…you have to say yes. However, if your immediate thought is 'no', then feel free to say so and I'll let you go."
"Let me…?" Natsuki concentrated hard as she tried to think of whatever it was Shizuru could possibly ask her. Let's see…it must be a yes or no question. 'Natsuki will you let me win tomorrow?' Nah…'Natsuki will you break rule number 3 for me?' that's more Shizuru's style. Well of course I'd say no to that. "Deal," Natsuki said offering her gloved hand for a shake.
Shizuru smiled and shook. "Great."
After about the 24th time of trying to dip successfully, Natsuki finally got it. She leapt off her bike, and practically tackled Shizuru off of hers. "YES! Did you see that? We were racing and then sliiide I was inches from the ground! Did you see that?" Natsuki yelled excitedly as she wrapped her arms around Shizuru and began jumping up and down.
"Ara, Natsuki is much like an excited puppy," Shizuru said in a daze. Too much Natsuki affection, too fast. She was caught completely off guard.
Natsuki froze, realized she was holding and jumping around with Shizuru, and instantly leapt backwards. She was blushing like a fiend and looked in every direction except at Shizuru. "S-sorry I got a little over excited…it's been like, 24 tries," she mumbled.
Shizuru smiled. "Yes, you should try a few more times to make sure you got it."
Natsuki nodded and jumped back onto her bike. "Are you coming?"
"Yes yes," Shizuru sighed as she got onto her bike yet again. This wolf has so much energy.
"I think you've got it," Shizuru said through a yawn. It had gotten dark out, Reito and Mai had left some time ago…neither Natsuki nor Shizuru had noticed them leaving. Shizuru watching the grinning wolf as she took off her helmet. "You've done it correctly 6 times in a row. I think it's safe to say you've learned how to dip."
Natsuki smiled and leaned back against her Ducati. She wiped the sweat off her forehead with the back of her hand as she watched the amused, yet tired expression on Shizuru's face. "I'm sorry. I've kept you out late and we have a school day tomorrow, not to mention the race," Natsuki said as she panted a little.
Shizuru didn't mind at all, she seriously enjoyed watching Natsuki sweaty and panting. She held her breath when Natsuki lifted up her shirt to wipe her forehead again, revealing sexy abdominals. Shizuru eyed them, Ara I hope I don't drool.
"Okay," Natsuki said as she peeled off her jacket and flung it across her bike's seat. She turned back to Shizuru, "I'm ready for your question."
Shizuru had been having second thoughts whether to ask the question or not. But…the sweaty and exhausted Natsuki made her damn sure she was going to ask. "Well," she practically purred.
Natsuki swallowed hard as the Kyoto beauty took a few steps closer.
"Are you ready? You remember the rules?"
Natsuki nodded slowly.
"Can I kiss you?" Shizuru asked. She had never actually asked before, usually she just made a move for it when she 'felt the time was right'. She always felt the time was right with Natsuki, which was why she had to be cautious. The shocked expression on Natsuki's face made her heart beat faster.
Huh? What? Yes! I MEAN NO. NO NO NO. Fuck I thought yes. Natsuki winced. What's wrong with me?
Shizuru tilted her head. "Did you think 'yes'? Even if it was for a split second."
Natsuki swallowed again. "Would you be able to tell if I were lying?" Shizuru nodded, a smile dancing on her lips. "Then yes…for like, .00003 seconds." Wait does that make sense? I hate sticking to deals.
Shizuru nodded. "Are you sure? I don't want to force you." Okay I kind of do.
Natsuki frowned. Should she say 'never mind see you tomorrow?' That wouldn't be fair, and Natsuki was all about the fair. This had absolutely nothing to do with the fact that Natsuki really liked Shizuru's lips or anything..cough.. "I agreed to the deal…but that's the only reason why! So, uh, don't get any ideas or anything," Natsuki stammered, fists clenching.
Shizuru shrugged, glided over to Natsuki, and lifted her chin up. Crimson orbs locked onto emerald ones. Shizuru lowered her lips slowly, Natsuki (who was panicking) slightly lowered her eyelids in anticipation, her fists unclenched. There was a light peck on her lips as the older girl's lips gently pressed themselves against her own. And it was over. Natsuki nearly fell over as Shizuru dropped her chin and turned around, getting back on her Kawasaki in five seconds flat.
Natsuki blinked. "T-that was it?" She blurted out. She instantly clamped her hands over her mouth, her eyes widened. Oh please god, I didn't say that out loud. I DID NOT say that out loud.
Shizuru gave Natsuki and amused glance as she placed her helmet onto her head. "Yes that was all, were you hoping for more?"
"N-no! I uh…see you tomorrow at school," Natsuki sighed. Pathetic.
Shizuru watched Natsuki leap onto her bike and speed off, an amused glimmer in her eyes. I don't want to cross the line again, Natsuki. But trust me, that little peck is only a taste of what I'd want to give you.
Natsuki slammed her apartment door closed and strode straight into her bedroom. She collapsed onto her bed and pulled a pillow into a hug. Her heart pounded the entire way home.
What's wrong with me?
With that thought replaying through her mind, she slowly (very slowly) drifted off to sleep.
When she was sure Natsuki was asleep, Tomoe stepped from the shadowed corner of Natsuki's bedroom eyeing her prey with a predator-like gleam.
Okay. So, this chapter was sort of…boring I thought. Please don't hate me! It was a total filler chapter before the big rematch day. I'm not sure how many chapters are left, and I hope I mended some of the damage I may have done in my last chapter (though I know many of you probably have no idea what damage I'm talking about haha).
Next, Chapter 8: Tomoe goes batshit insane (again), and Shizuru notices her favorite fellow student isn't in school the day of the rematch…strange.
And can someone explain to me what qualifies as M rated? I don't know if my next fic should be M or not haha.
P.S
Who do you think will win the race tomorrow? Shizuru or Natsuki? (assuming Tomoe doesn't get away with her bad self) oh and I completely made up the "Dip" i have no idea if that's a real bike manuever or not haha
