Mukuro: We've reached the end of a long road. This is the end of the story, not including the epilogue, which wraps the whole thing up. And so, Tomoyo will die in this chapter. I know you all don't want to see it happen, but it must happen.
Fuuko: Fuuko doesn't want Tomoyo to die! No!
Mukuro: Don't worry. We must see this through to the end.
On a side note, this will be the first lemon I ever write, so it might be a little… Bad.
Disclaimer: Neither the Anime, Visual Novel, or Manga belong to me. I'd love to own Tomoyo, though…
Through Death Will Us Part
Chapter 7
"Okay, I have to get ready for my date." I said to myself. I began changing clothes into something a bit more comfortable, before I was finally ready to head out.
Now that it was summer break, I was able to spend all the time I wanted to with Tomoya. We kept going further and further, but time kept passing, and before I realized it, I had one week left of life.
"It's time." I told myself. "I'm going to have to sleep with him sometime this week."
"Tomoya…" I asked him, as we walked towards the movie we were going to see.
"Yeah?" Tomoya asked.
"Can we… Can we…" I just couldn't bring myself to say it.
"Can we what?" Tomoya asked.
"Can we have sex sometime this week?" I said, much louder then I had meant to. Several people around us turned in our direction, and one or two of them even flashed Tomoya a thumbs up.
"Um… Sure." He said, in an awkward way. "How about next Saturday?"
"Sure." I said, nodding. My last day alive. I can spend my last moments of life having sex. That's... interesting.
I sort of zoned out through the movie, and before long I was standing outside the bakery. I walked in, and went to bed, thinking of what was going to happen.
And before long, that day had finally arrived.
In exactly twenty-four hours I would no longer be a virgin, and, at the same time, no longer be among the living.
"Hello, Tomoya." I said, bowing. His father had recently begun seeing someone, so I knew he was alone in the house.
"Oh, hey, Tomoyo." He said, inviting me in. "Would you like something to eat before we… you know…"
"No, thank you." I said, politely refusing. "But I would be happy to make something for you."
"You cook?" Tomoya exclaimed, smiling. "I never knew that."
"There are a lot of things you don't know about me, Tomoya." And never will. I bitterly told myself.
"Well, I'd better be getting started." I said, looking around the kitchen. "Do you have an apron?"
"Well, when my mom was still alive, she had one, but I don't know what happened to it…"
"I'll look for it." I said, opening a few drawers. I eventually found the old thing tucked away in a cupboard, so I tied it on and walked over to the stove.
"So how is it?" I asked Tomoya, after he'd finished. "It's just stew, so it can't be that great."
"No, this is really good." Tomoya disagreed. "You should consider being a chef."
"Yeah, I'll think about it." I said, probably more bitter then I should have. Luckily, he didn't catch the tone of my words, or chose not to press on any further.
"So, now what?" Tomoya asked. "I've only done this a few times, and Ryou always takes the lead."
"Seriously?" I asked. "I can't believe it."
"Yeah, you never would have expected it." Tomoya said. "I know I didn't."
"So, we might as well get started…" I said, blushing. I slowly began to take my clothes off, as he did the same.
I felt a little self-conscious having him stare at me like that. My chest was fairly well-sized, though I'd seen bigger, and my body was very thin and curved. A lot of the girls at my school told me that I was beautiful, but I still felt far too self-conscious.
"Come on, Tomoyo." Tomoya said, smiling. He lifted my arms from around my chest and placed them at my sides. "You're beautiful!"
That made me blush even more, if that was possible.
I pushed him down onto the futon, and climbed on top of him. I knew that he had more experience, but he wasn't taking the initiative.
"Wow, you're a pretty dominant person, you know that?" Tomoya said, smiling.
"I… I am?" I asked.
"Yeah." Tomoya said, smiling. "I kind of like it, to be honest."
"Okay, then…" I said, blushing more.
"But, I can't be totally submissive." Tomoya said, smiling. He grabbed my shoulders, and pushed me down onto the futon.
"H-hey!" I shouted, as he pressed his hands onto my chest, squeezing my breasts roughly but softly at the same time."
"Sorry." He said, pressing his lips against mine. "But you're just so cute I couldn't resist."
"H-hey, Tomoya… I feel something poking my leg…"
"Well, you are hot." Tomoya said, smiling. This coerced another blush out of me.
"Wait, I don't think I want any foreplay…" I said. We just didn't have the time. I only had about eight hours left.
"Are you sure? If you're not wet enough…"
"I'm wet enough." I said, smirking.
"Well, if you say so." He said, and suddenly, I felt something inside of me. It was large and warm, and it felt so good…
Then, the pain. It felt worse than I could have ever imagined. Worse than my accident, even.
"Tomoyo, are you alright?" Tomoya asked me. "Maybe I should stop…"
"…No…" I managed to breathe out through the intense waves of pain. "Don't stop…"
"But…"
"I've… felt worse…" I lied. Suddenly, the pain started to fade. It became replaced with an even greater pleasure than before.
"Tomoya… It feels so good!" I shouted. "H-harder!"
Tomoya began thrusting into my body faster and faster, before I felt something even better. Felt something shooting inside of me, and I collapsed on the ground.
"That… was great…" I said, smiling. "You were great…"
"So were you…" Tomoya said, smiling. He said something else, but I didn't hear him. I felt blood and something else leaking out of my insides, and I collapsed onto the ground. I was too tired… I just wanted to sleep, and I let the darkness take me over as I collapsed to the ground.
Tomoya awoke, only to realize his bed partner was no longer there.
"Tomoyo?" Tomoya asked, looking around. Her clothes were still there, so he knew she hadn't just left.
"Oi, Tomoyo! Are you here?" Tomoya asked, looking around his house, clothed in nothing but his boxers.
"Well, hello, boy." A voice said, smiling.
"Wha?" Tomoya asked, turning around to face Hiruko standing there, smirking.
"Well, I thought this would be interesting. Seems like I was right."
"Who are you?" Tomoya asked, raising his fists.
"My name is Hiruko Mitsubayashi, and I'd like to make a deal with you." Hiruko said, smiling.
Mukuro: Oh, no! Now Tomoya's making a deal with Hiruko! Wow, I wonder who could have decided to have that happen?
Fuuko: Why do you have to do this? You're so mean!
Mukuro: Boxer training!
Fuuko: One, two! One two! (Pushes hands out)
Mukuro: Fool.
Fuuko: Meanie!
Mukuro: Be sure to show up for the epilogue!
Fuuko: Don't ignore Fuuko, weird guy!
Mukuro Out.
