A/N Hey all, been a while...anyway best thought I'd give fair warning that updates will probably be more random and spread out than before, lots of stuff happening at present. But I hope you all enjoy the latest chapter...
A mass of milky white gloop fell onto the bread, smeared across its surface with extra extravagance. In an almost lazy movement the strange substance and its undercoat of bread were wafted under the drooling mouth of a certain young teenager, before promptly veering away and getting shoved into the holder's mouth, which chewed and moaned with obvious relish.
A soft whimper escaped the drooling teenager.
"Admit it." Kruger stared down at the pathetically whimpering Another Kuga, silently praying she caved soon. How had she managed to survive so long? Kruger was already drooling and sneaking titbits of mayonnaise into her mouth, and yet this girl had managed to survive such a gloriously coated sandwich being teased right under her nose!
"She's not going to crack with just one of those is she?" Other Kruger said sadly, watching Kuga with undisguised envy as said Kuga munched away happily, eyes closed in pleasure.
Kruger shook her head. "No. Let's go with attempt number two. Who wants to eat it?"
Other Kruger beamed with unrestrained excitement. "My turn!"
She proceeded to smother the next piece of bread in mayonnaise, not leaving a single corner unsmothered. In true torturer's etiquette she brought the delicious morsel close to the restrained Another Kuga before swallowing it down in swift, precise bites.
Other Kruger licked her fingers, getting every last trace of mayonnaise off her fingers, preoccupying all her attention in the painstakingly pleasurable task.
Kruger turned away from the two mayonnaise sated addicts, jealousy shooting through her body. Maybe torturing a Natsuki with other Natsuki's with mayonnaise was a bad idea. The torturers were more likely to go into a state of pure bliss, completely unresponsive to the outside world, than to be effective at their task.
She glanced at the bottle in her hand, tossing it from one hand to the other. One pair of forest green watched with feral craving, fixed on the bottle gliding from hand to hand. A soft sniffle escaped her as puppy eyes turned to her own. Kruger gulped at the look. Had she ever known that such a look was in her repertoire then certain…situations with a crimson eyed Column would have been avoided. Or at least she would have gotten her own way for once.
"I'm only going to ask for one thing Another Kuga. Admit it." Cold and distant, utterly devoid of feeling. Oh how Kruger ached on the inside. Such cruelty!
Another Kuga sniffled, eyes beginning to tear up. The poor mayonnaise! Being trapped within a bottle and unable to be enjoyed to its full potential!
A gentle sigh left Kruger's lips. She would have to bring out all the guns. The less time this took, the easier it would be.
"Kuga! Put on the film."
Kuga gasped, being shocked out of her mayonnaise daze. "You can't possibly…have you any humanity?"
Kruger shook her head sadly. "When it comes to a Shizurusexual in denial, no. I have none."
With quiet understanding Kuga went to the waiting laptop on a nearby desk, picked it up with unnecessary caution, and returned with it at arms length. She left it waiting before Another Kuga, the screen facing her and Kruger.
"Are you sure about this?" Other Kruger asked, temporarily out of her mayonnaise induced stupor due to the seriousness of the situation.
Kruger nodded gravely. "This was meant to be a last resort, but I never expected her to last so long. I have to do it, for Natsuki's everywhere."
Other Kruger closed her eyes and patted Kruger's shoulder in sympathy.
"So be it."
Kruger's arm moved towards the laptop with trepidation. All four were holding their breath as she moved the curser and clicked 'play'.
The horror began.
The two Shizuru's glided through the halls, wondering where their counterparts had vanished off to. Together they noted at the same time the utterly disgusting smell that accompanied their beloved's favourite…condiment. Mayonnaise.
"What do you think, Fujino-san? Shall we follow this less than delicate smell to its source?" Viola asked.
Fujino gave a polite smile, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Indeed we shall. I have the sudden urge for lunch."
A predatory grin spread across Viola's face and she murmured under her breath. "Ara I wonder what's on the menu?"
Her expression was mirrored on Fujino's face.
"I believe it is our favourite."
"Then we had best hurry before it runs off elsewhere."
They prowled down the hallways, sniffing as they went, searching for the source of that less than delicate smell and their lunch.
Trained for years in the art of Natsuki hunting they found the source swiftly. The two Shizuru's paused outside the door to an art classroom, curious to know why the Natsuki's knew of this place.
"This is an art classroom, correct?" Fujino asked.
Viola's shoulder twitched in a miniscule shrug. "I am not sure. This is after all, not my school."
Fujino's lips twitched. "Ara my mistake. I wonder why Natsuki would think to be here…"
"If mayonnaise is involved she no doubt believed that you would not look for one of her secret stocks in an art classroom."
Fujino's face brightened in understanding. "Of course. Oh you clever Natsuki. I should reward her."
Viola smirked. "Just try not to wear her out too much."
"Ara, I wouldn't want to wear out my new toy so soon, Viola-san."
They shared an all too knowing smirk.
"Shall we?" Viola asked.
"We shall." Fujino replied.
Viola grasped the door handle and slide it open slowly, tensing slightly in expectation.
What she didn't expect though was currently flying our the door, tears streaming, nose running, sobbing uncontrollably, whimpering pathetically and was now currently trying to bury its dark blue head into her large bosom, clutching convulsively at her Otome's dress.
The Shizuru's exchanged looks of mixed disbelief and glee, each with a Natsuki in their lap while they sat on the floor, a mildly throbbing rear the only complaint at the rough treatment.
Viola turned her attention to the gibbering wreck that was her usually cool and collected lover. She petted the dark head of hair, making shushing noises to try to calm the jabbering Kruger. Viola hugged the quivering mass closer, enclosing Kruger in the safety of her arms.
"Shush, Natsuki, shush." Viola murmured into Kruger's ear, whispering nonsensical words of comfort.
Kruger lifted her head from the safety of Viola's bust, her face etched with a pitiful look of complete despair.
"Shizuru…it'll never happen…not that, never that. Ne? Ne?"
"No, Natsuki. It will never happen." What will never happen? Just what on Earl happened in that room? Viola wondered, while silently thanking whoever had caused this. Kruger had not acted like this for far too long, and Viola privately missed the insecure and weak looking Natsuki that needed Shizuru to cheer her up.
"Are you sure? Are you absolutely sure? Ne, Shizuru?"
"Yes, I am sure that it will never happen."
"Thank goodness." Kruger settled into her living seat, snuggling deeper into the warmth, which was steadily getting warmer. "Ne, Shizuru. Are you okay?"
Viola closed her eyes and tried to regulate her breathing. Her Natsuki sure knew how to push her buttons, even when Natsuki didn't mean to. "I'm…alright, just a little…hot and bothered."
Kruger tilted her head, frowning in thought. "Hot and…bothered?"
Realisation dawned on her, along with noticing the compromising position she was in. Kruger chuckled nervously.
"Erm…sorry about that, Shizuru." Kruger shifted, going to remove herself from her lover's lap but two firm hands stilled her movement. She looked quizzically at Shizuru.
Viola leaned in and breathily whispered. "Why are you tempting me, my Natsuki?"
Kruger could here the want in that tone. Could hear the seductively thickened accent, the slightly twitching fingers on her waist. She could almost smell Shizuru's desire on the air.
"We can't do this here, Shizuru."
The hands tightened.
"And why can't we?"
Kruger could hear the need. The primal urge.
"Because we're in the middle of a hallway–" Kruger broke off as Viola's head shifted downwards, her lips dancing across bare skin. "Sh-Shi-…Zuru!" She managed to gasp out.
Viola made a soft puppy whine. "Ikezu, my Natsuki. I'm hungry."
Kruger blushed. She knew what Viola meant by 'hungry'.
"Yes, I have no doubt that you're 'hungry', my Shizuru. But we can't. Do. This. Here." Each word was punctuated by soft kisses on lips.
"You're making this harder, my Natsuki."
Kruger smirked. "I know. And yet we can continue this at a later date."
Viola pouted, finally back in control of herself as Kruger shifted from her straddling position. "Ikezu, making me wait."
"One of the few times that I can." Kruger's smirk widened as she helped Viola to her feet. "Now let us break up the rather shell shocked pair beside us, before anything untoward occurs."
The elder couple watched the still frozen younger pair beside them, contemplating whether to leave them be or to interrupt them so that they could breathe.
Kuga knelt above and straddling Fujino in a very compromising position, arms either side of Fujino's head while Fujino lay on her back, knees partially raised, chest rising and falling erratically, arms slack at her side. Eye gazing had a whole new meaning for the young couple.
Viola turned away and poked her head into the classroom the two Natsuki's had recently evacuated from. Her masked became marred by a slight frown.
Other Kruger was crouched in the far corner, cradling a bottle of mayo and murmuring to it like one would to a baby, while Another Kuga was tied to a chair facing the blank screen of a laptop with tears streaming down her face muttering the words 'I'm Shizurusexual. I'm Shizurusexual. I'm Shizurusexual.' over and over again.
Viola wondered once again just what had occurred.
"Natsuki?"
"Hmm?" Kruger hummed.
"What happened in here?"
Viola instantly regretted the question as Kruger's eyes began shimmering with tears, her lower lip trembling. She swiftly hugged the distraught Kruger before a repeat of the previous incident occurred.
"It's alright, don't think about it."
"Shizuru…keep your hands to yourself please."
Viola withdrew her wandering hands before they got slapped.
"Ikezu."
"No, not ikezu."
Viola pouted before turning her back to a slightly glaring Kruger.
"I think it best we awaken these two Natsuki's before they drift any further into Mayo Land."
"Nothing wrong with Mayo Land."
"There is, Natsuki, when there's a hungry me nearby."
Kruger paled, noticing the partially dilated eyes of her lover fixed on the utterly defenceless Natsuki's, almost like the eyes of a predator that had sighted easy prey.
"Good point." she conceded before rousing Another Kuga then Other Kruger. Both had to blink several times to clear their minds from the mayo-centric visions.
Other Kruger frowned when she was awoken. "Why is there a mirror here?"
Kruger sighed. "Not a mirror I'm afraid."
Other Kruger blinked again before the memories came back. "Ah, that's why." She noticed the bottle in here hands and hurriedly put it down. Mayo may be the second love of her life, but that didn't mean it got cradled. That right was held solely by Shizuru.
Before they could continue their dull conversation ears trained to recognise certain footsteps pricked up and the Otome Natsuki's stiffened. They knew those footsteps and they knew what they meant.
The footsteps paused outside the door. They waited, holding their breath. The door slide open with precision, revealing a sight that was both comic and terrifying.
A glaring Kuga and partially scowling Fujino were being held by their ears by an ancient Otome who's face was as serene as the surface of a still pond, and yet those eyes spoke of something terrible suppressed beneath their pale green surface.
"Oi, Kruger! Want to tell me who the old crone is?" Kuga snarled, trying to get free from the iron fist that restrained her. The hold tightened. "And tell her to let us go?"
The two Kruger's visibly drained of blood as a glare of piercing steel pierced them to their soul.
"Care to explain what trouble you've gotten into this time, Gakuenchou?"
They scattered.
A/N This seems to be turning more and more into a Natsuki bashing, I really don't mean to, it's just so hard not to tease her...
