(First of all, I wanna thank ya'll so much for all of the love and support on this story. I pretty much nailed Lucky Chloe's character and it's just so much fun writing this fanfic. I appreciate it. One more thing: For this chapter, other than the previous segment below, Lucky Chloe's POV will be italicized. One more note: Prepare for some more freaky lemony goodness. Enjoy and thanks again.)

Chapter 9: The Velvet Blue-Eyed Angel

Previously…

"Ya know what I've gotta ask ya now…" DéMarckus started, then paused as he shifted his hazel green eyes over towards Lucky Chloe with a handsome smirk that made her purr once more. "…did any of yo' previous dates treat ya like da cute-ass otaku princess you were born inta?"

"Nope! Since they wanted to treat me like trash, that's exactly what they did to me… except one." The otaku replied.

"Ooooooh! Dis is new! Talk ta me, baby. Take yo' time."

"I met him while I was in the hospital after my pelvis injury. His name is Xavier Daniel Carson… and he was a member of the audience when he saw me take that fall."

"Mm! Fo' real? He took da time ta come see yo' cute ass in da hospital?!"

"Yep! In fact…" Chloe paused as she finally released DéMarckus' massive hands and he took the hint instantly by releasing her breasts before she turned towards him, wrapping her slender, soapy arms around his drenched neck while looking into his eyes, allowing the steaming hot water to wash off all the dirt, grime, and suds from her slim body. "…he's like your twin when it comes to how he treated me."

"Did he have my skin?"

"Yep! But get this: He's one of those rare black men with cobalt blue eyes."

"Ooooh, okay. So, what's up wit him?"

"After I met him in the hospital that day, it was like love at first sight for us. He felt terrible about me when I got in the accident and he feared for my life. So, he vowed to stay with me until I felt better. About two weeks later, we shared our first kiss… our only kiss… before we had to go our separate ways after I was released. We didn't actually go out or live together, but in my heart, it kinda felt like we did… and I know it felt the same towards him, too. I… miss him so much."

"Awww, don't worry, Chloe-baby. If we ever meet 'im sometime, I'll welcome his ass with open arms. If he's just like me, treatin' ya like an otaku princess, den dat's how I'm-a treat 'im: Like anodda brotha from anotha motha. Ya feel me?"

"Thank ya so much, DéMarckus." They were in a soggy embrace, not letting the piping hot water burn them physically. "I'm sure he'll accept you, too. Just so ya know, he also has the same hair as you, but without all this on your face, and he's got the sexy body of a basketball player."

"Is he taller dan my ass?"

"No. He's actually just three inches below ya."

"Dat ain't bad, baby. Now, I'm ready ta wash dis golden hair ya got right now." The Vellington started to play with her long soaked hair as he said that second phrase, which made her raise an eyebrow in a cute manner. "Can ya tell me how dat kiss went down fo' yo' baby boy while I do it?" Chloe had just handed him her bottle of shampoo as he said that last word before she turned her back on him again, ready for her luxurious hair washing session with her lover.

"Sure! I'd love to! It's a pretty long story, though. I kinda wanna tell ya what happened on that night, too. I was healed up enough to do it."

"Uh, oh… now dis shit I gotta hear. Take all da time in da world, Lucky Chlo. We've got all day."

(Flashback, 2 years ago in Downtown Kyoto…)

It all started with an announcement I made towards a few of my fans before the competition. They wanted me to do something that nobody else could since underground freestyle dance competitions started many years before. I was skeptical about it after I made the announcement to them, but just so ya know, Xavier wasn't there at the time, so he had no idea. We discussed it in my private room in an underground alley.

"Yo, Chloe!" A male Japanese teenage boy started in a casual voice. He was with four other fans: two more boys and two girls that were tomboys. "That's a crazy announcement. You're really gonna do one of the most impossible stunts in the history of freestyle?"

"It's a risk I'm willing to take, nya!" Lucky Chloe replied with confidence as she was just getting her famous bolero jacket on with her back turned towards her fans for a moment. "I'm doing it for you guys. If something goes wrong, just keep the love comin', okay?" At that last word, Chloe turned around towards her five fans with an adorable smile and her blue eyes shimmering like diamonds in the lights. "Let the pros deal with me. I'm sure I'll pull it off."

"I don't know, Chloe." One Caucasian brunette tomboy protested with worry. "The Triple-Triple Death Spin is called that for a reason. Not very many people made it through the stunt without an injury or death. Only one person died, though… but still. Isn't this a little too extreme for ya?"

"I'm a champ, Cindy. Nothing couldn't possibly make me lose now. Once you all see me pull this off, the word 'death' in the name will be gone forever! Nya!" At that cute meow, the teenage otaku didn't miss a beat as she skipped out of the private room and into the arena with her five of her fans slowly walking out after her with concern written all over their faces, despite the small smiles from the roaring crowd as she stepped out and they headed for the cheering audience in the bleachers.

"Alright, everybody!" The male DJ started over the loud speakers as Lucky Chloe stood in the arena with confidence as she faced her opponent, who was an 18 year old Latino boy with a decent muscle structure, shirtless, and rocked the most stylish baggy black jeans and matching sneakers anyone's ever seen. "Ready to see another sick-ass freestyle?!" The crowd cheered even louder, making the sound of a jet plane lower in volume if they could. "Yeah! Let's get to this shit! Standin' in one corner, the otaku we all know and love and can never do no wrong… our reigning freestyle champion: Luckyyyyy Chloeeeeee!" The audience went into a frenzy as they were chanting 'Chloe' all over the underground stadium. Hearing this made her smile from ear to ear as she kept cool and looked all around the arena. "And in the other corner, he's a beast in the Latino community, but can he pull it off against the champ?! Give some love to Valentinoooooo Chaveeeeez!" The wild crowd never calmed down as they did so, cheering even louder than ever before.

It was an ironic twist, though. I was up against my first Latino opponent and the crowd was ready to see it happen. I've gone up against practically every country up to that point, except for Mexicans. He's was my first and I wanted to make it special by pulling of that Triple-Triple Death Spin for the whole world to see. Nya!

(Pause flashback)

"Dat was da name of da move fo' real?!" DéMarckus asked as they were both wrapped in pure white towels, standing in front of the mirror as Lucky Chloe was currently getting her hair blow dried by her Vellington lover. She carefully nodded, so as not to get her face burned. "I mean, didn't dat name scare ya just by hearin' or sayin' da shit?"

"Yeah, it did. I'm not gonna lie to ya, nya!" Chloe replied as she stood with elegance as she held her towel to keep it from falling off her semi-drenched body. "But, regardless of it and being the confident freestyle champ that I am, I didn't let it stop me to pulling it off for my fans. They begged me for it, then kinda changed their mind about it. But I still wanted to do it for 'em."

(Continue flashback)

"Alright, ya'll!" The African-American DJ started after the crowd finally calmed down after a full sixty seconds. "Here's how dis is gonna go down: Each contender will have two five minute cadences. The three judges will rate ya'll based on style, creativity, and overall performance. One misstep can cost ya, so be careful! And as usual, do whateva ya want. We've got paramedics on deck, in case somethin' goes wrong for either one of our contenders! Good luck, Lucky Chloe and Valentino! Make it happen, yo!" After the rules were set, a smooth instrumental hip-hop beat began to play at its loudest with booming bass rumbling the arena. That never stopped Chloe and Valentino as the otaku allowed the Latino to go first and show off his moves.

It started out as usual for our first routines. Valentino pulled off some pretty badass moves, but I was better and crowd knew it. They kept cheering me on and that made me gain the confidence when it was finally time for my final dance. Conquering that Triple-Triple Death Spin was my top priority at that point. Nya! First the first four and a half minutes, I did a few insane cartwheels, flips, backhand springs, and I even made a beautiful full twisting layout after leaping off of a back wall! You would've gotten a major boner from seeing that, DéMarckey-baby. But, then… for the final thirty seconds, that's when I finally decided to pull of the Triple-Triple Death Spin. What I did was crazy. It starts out with a ten revolution back and hand spin combo and then, spring myself up with my hands and, while in midair, pull off a three revolution kicking layout and you should land on a kneeled-down position, but… my third flip didn't make it and it happened. I landed with a gut-wrenching…

SPLAT!

and all hell broke loose for everyone.

"OHHHHH!" Everyone gasped with horror as they saw Lucky Chloe make a fatal landing, breaking her pelvis completely and she was unconscious. Just a few seconds later, paramedics came to her aid immediately and had an ambulance waiting outside as they carefully bandaged her and strapped her in a stretcher with careful, but quick precision. There were only two people that were speechless: Valentino and Xavier, who was in the audience next to a friend. He was an African American man at this age of 18 with the deepest cobalt blue eyes ever seen on a man of his skin color. He had the slim athletic build of a basketball player and wore a long white tank top with matching baggy jeans with black and white high-tops. He also had a smooth fade cut hair with sideburns in black as well. This was his first ever underground competition, thanks to his Caucasian friend sitting next to him, and he was also seeing Lucky Chloe in person for the first time. It turned out to be a bad time for the man as he made his way through the horrified crowd in a hurry to make his way to his pure white two seater convertible in the parking lot just in time to see the ambulance carrying Lucky Chloe drive away with sirens echoing all over the streets of Kyoto. When he started up his car, he immediately put the petal to the metal in order to catch up to the ambulance and follow it to the nearest hospital. He was determined to do whatever he can to make his favorite freestyle dancer feel better.

Since I was unconscious, I didn't really know what was happening after that fall. I didn't open my eyes until after about fifteen minutes when I saw the bright lights of a hospital ceiling as they were just rushing me into the ER. One of the doctors saw me and he made a small smile at me as he was trying to ensure me that everything was gonna be fine.

"She's awake, everyone! She's awake!" The Japanese doctor announced to the five other doctors and nurses as they never slowed their speed towards the ER. That same doctor focused his attention back down towards Chloe as she managed to pull off a small smile underneath her oxygen mask. "Saw the whole thing back at the arena. That was a dangerous stunt you pulled back there. What the hell were you trying to do?"

"The… triple… triple… death spin…" The otaku managed to say through the mask, making that doctor shake his head with disappointment. That made her frown with shame.

"Of course. The name of the move explained it all. You could've died, but you don't have 'Lucky' in your name for nothing. You're one of the many lucky ones to live through that dangerous stunt. Oh, and for the record: The very first person who pulled it off… he died. Landed right on the back of his neck and it killed him in an instant. That's why it got that name. When someone with better sense finally pulls off the move without any form of death or injury, I'll give you a call. You say you're a reigning champion of freestyle, eh? You will be when you can pull off that power move successfully."

I was crying silent tears the whole time after he said that the very first person to pull off the Triple-Triple Death Spin died. He made he feel… useless. If you thought Montego was bad, that doctor was worse. He made me feel like the dumb blonde I was supposed to be and I hated it. It's too bad I was injured and couldn't do a damn thing to get back at him for that insult. Nya, shit! I was pissed off!

(Pause flashback)

"Well, goddamn." DéMarckus muttered with anger as he was now getting his facial hair carefully trimmed by Lucky Chloe as her hair was free flowing and dry. They were still wearing towels. "And doctors are supposed ta make ya feel betta all ova. Not dis one, huh?"

"And the other doctors around me agreed with him… silently." Chloe replied as she was in full concentration mode on shaving her man's face with careful precision. "At that point, I really started to feel stupid. I was crying the entire time after they finally got me in a hospital bed."

(Continue flashback)

After I was settled in, a sweet, friendly nurse came into the room with the biggest smile on her face. She was a blonde, just like me, and she felt my pain as she sat in a stool next to me on my left. She felt terrible when she saw my bloodshot eyes and streams of tears on my face and she even wiped my face with a paper towel as she spoke to me in the voice of an angel.

"Awww, you poor girl." The nurse started in a country female voice, giving the otaku the memo that she was from Texas. "Come, come now. Dry those tears. Don't let that docta intimidate ya, honey. He's just not a fan of ya. Dat's all. I believe in ya, sweetie."

"You do know who I am, right?" Lucky Chloe spoke through the confines of her oxygen mask in a casual tone of her adorable voice.

"Of course, I do. You're Lucky Chloe… hence da word 'lucky'. Dat was a dangerous stunt ya pulled back there, but just be blessed dat you're alive afta dat. Don't let 'im make ya think da opposite."

"Thanks. I really appreciate it."

"You're very welcome, sweetheart. In da meantime, I came here for anotha reason: We did a thorough scan of yo' pelvic injury and it's much too severe fo' ya ta make any babies. Da only solution we have is ta remove yo' entire reproductive system completely. You'll still have da kitty cat… just witout da baby motel. Ya get me, Chloe-honey?"

"I understand. Whatever ya gotta do, go ahead and do it. As long as I'll be able to dance again afterwards. Besides, I kinda don't wanna be tied down with a baby in my belly anyway. I really do emphasize the word 'free' in freestyle."

"Glad we on da same wavelength." After that last word, three soft knocks were heard from the open door behind the nurse. She turned towards the source, stood up, and made a friendly greeting towards the black, blue eyed man that astonished Lucky Chloe to the fullest.

Seeing Xavier for the first time felt like heaven to me, especially with the hospital lights in the hallway giving it that kind of vibe. He was my angel. I felt it as I looked at his beautiful deep blue eyes. Something told me he was gonna take good care of me and it was no lie. All I could do was just smile and admire him as he was talking to the country nurse.

"Her injures are that bad, huh?" Xavier started in a handsome male voice that was casual for an 18-year-old. "Will she be able to dance again afterwards?"

"Well, dey recommend dat she should refrain from it fo' at least a year from da day she's discharged. Afta dat, she can dance, flip, and do all da somersaults she wants." The nurse replied matter-of-factly. "Her surgery will take place at 5PM dis evenin'. It's 4 o'clock now. Ya don't have much time for dis visit, so use it wisely. Once I step back in here, ya have ta go and don't come back until tomorrow. Undastand?"

"Yes, ma'am. I just wanna talk to her. That's all."

"I know, honey. Ya'll have fun, den. I'll be back in an hour." After that last word, the kindhearted nurse left Lucky Chloe and Xavier alone. When she was gone, the door was left open as the blue eyed black man took a chair from his left side and brought it close enough to the injured otaku's left and sat in a spontaneous position, making her smile underneath her oxygen mask.

"Hey, Chloe." Xavier started in a much more soothing tone of his already semi-deepened voice. It made her blush the deepest pink she's ever done in her life. "How are ya feelin'?"

"…tired, but I'm okay for the most part." Lucky Chloe replied with partial fatigue as she tried so hard to keep her glowing aqua blue eyes open. "Who are you, though? Were you in the audience back there?"

"Yeah. The name's Xavier Daniel Carson, but you can just call me either Xavier or X." He placed a gentle hand on Chloe's slender one with all the love and respect he could hold, even if it had wires on it. "I've gotta be honest: You terrified all of us when you took that nasty fall. Was that what I thought it was?"

"Yeah." She kept her eyes on their touching hands for ten seconds after that was said before she made eye contact with him as she continued. "It was the Triple-Triple Death Spin. It was something my fans were just begging me to do against my first-ever Latino opponent. I thought I would finally be the first one to nail it without any problems, but… I guess… reality really bit me on the ass and broke my pussy along the way."

"Heh, heh… don't make it seem like it was your fault, though. Like you said, your fans asked for it and it's kinda their fault that you ended up like this. Personally, I would've objected to it. If only I was there in your private room when you were discussing it over with a few of 'em…"

"No, X. It's okay. It was already a unanimous decision from the get-go anyway. Anything you said would've been ignored. Nya."

"Awww, I know." He started to whisper at that last word, wiping away the remaining tears from the otaku's baby soft face. "But, now that this happened to ya, promise me you'll never do it again."

"I promise for two reasons: One, to get that damn doctor to shut the hell up and two, because…" Chloe paused as she found enough energy to move her free left hand slowly until she reached his face as he leaned closer to her, so she could touch him. "…you're the sexiest man I've ever met that actually cares about me."

"Thanks, and you're lookin' too cute yourself. How can you not hold on to a date for more than a week?!"

"The word 'otaku' haunting them at night."

"…oh. That's a good answer and well made. Well, that word doesn't scare me at all. I think it's awesome, Lucky Chloe. Totally badass." He then carefully wrapped his strong arms around her as best he could while she was lying in bed. She could only return the embrace with that same weak arm, but it was enough to show Xavier that she really did appreciate his respect for her. After the two minute hug, the blue eyed angel looked over at the clock to their right and saw that it was 4:30 PM. He decided to let her rest up early before her life-changing surgery. "Well, I'm gonna go ahead and leave ya alone, okay?"

"Why? You only got another thirty minutes. Nya!" The teenage otaku showed a regal frown towards him as he stood up and dusted himself off, looking down at her the entire time.

"I know, but I wanna make sure you heal up at a faster pace. So, go ahead and take a nap, Chloe. I'll be back to see you at lunchtime tomorrow."

After he said this to me, I accepted it with a blink of my eyes as a nod and then… he gave me a kiss on my cheek as his goodbye before he left. I wanted to touch that left cheek, but I couldn't… I… I didn't want to. I was scared that I might accidently wipe it away. I wanted to cherish that wet kiss mark on my face forever, even if it was gonna dry up eventually. Nya!

(Pause flashback)

"Awww, dat was nice of 'im." DéMarckus commented as he was now getting dressed his white tank top and baggy blue jeans outfit with his golden high-tops while Lucky Chloe was fully dressed in her hot pink tank top with the black spandex shorts outfit as she just sat down next him as he was tying his shoes and worked on getting her black socks on first. "Ya'll started out as friends, huh?"

"We were already close and we just met each other face to face." Chloe replied with honesty and a cute smile, making the Vellington grin with her. "Having him as a black man was one thing, but with those deep blue eyes… it made my heart beat like a snare drum. It just felt amazing to me. That kiss on the cheek was just the beginning. He kept his promise to see me the next day after my surgery. Fortunately, this time, he was able to stay with me a little longer. You oughta know what happened then…"

(Continue flashback)

"Well, Chloe-honey." The same sweet nurse started in her country accent as the otaku was back to her old self, sitting up in her bed eating a hearty turkey sandwich as she gave her nurse her undivided attention as she was standing before her on her left. "Da surgery was a complete success last night. It took 'em 'bout six hours, but it was totally worth it, sweetie. You ain't a baby maker no mo', but on da bright side, once you're discharged, it'll feel as though ya neva had injured yaself in da first place. Congratulations!"

"I feel fantastic, Nurse Fawna. Thank ya so much! Nya!" Lucky Chloe replied in her usually bubbly tone of her adorable voice. "I already made a mental promise to myself that I will never, ever perform the Triple-Triple Death Spin again."

"Good girl. Ya keep dat promise for da sake of yo' own life and career, ya hear? We don't wanna repeat of yesterday. Now, dey wanna give ya two more weeks ta rest it up. Ya don't mind dat long of a stay, do ya?" Hearing that made the otaku frown for a moment as she just swallowed a bite of her sandwich and looked down at her covered legs with sorrow. "Uh, oh… looks like ya do mind. It's for safety reasons, honey."

"…I can't leave this Friday?"

"No, sorry, Chloe. Dat was da head nurse's decision and you have ta follow it, if ya wanna get well enough ta walk again."

"…" The girl placed her sandwich down on her plate in protest and disappointment as she crossed her arms. Fawna's frown got worse, but before she could say anything to cheer her up…

"Can I volunteer to take care of her?" Asked a familiar male voice. Both ladies turned towards the source at the door and Lucky Chloe smiled from ear to ear as she saw Xavier. He was dressed in a purple tank top this time with a long-sleeved jean jacket with matching blue denim baggy jeans and purple basketball shoes with a gold chain around his neck that stopped right at his diaphragm. "I don't want nothing in return. I just… wanna help take care of her until she feels better in two weeks."

"…huh." Fawna replied as she approached the man with a welcoming smile. Chloe just uncrossed her arms and aimlessly started to continue eating her turkey sandwich. "Interesting proposition, young man. I'm pretty sure we'll allow ya ta take care of Lucky Chloe fo' us until her time here is ova and she can be released. What exactly will ya do?"

"Everything: feed her, bathe her, help her do her business in the bathroom… all that jazz. Hell, I'll even live here with her, if I have to. Is that okay?"

"Awwww! Well, isn't dat nice? Ya got a crush on her or somethin'?"

"Heh, heh… well, I would lie to ya if I said no to that question."

Hearing Xavier say that loud enough for me to hear nearly made me choke on my sandwich with shock! I just couldn't believe he would go to great lengths just to take care of me, even after what I did the day before. This was all him. He made the decision to stay with me until it was time for me to leave the hospital. His tone of voice said it all to me and I fell in love with him because of it.

"Enough said there, handsome." Fawna commented with an understanding nod. "I'll go ahead and inform the other doctors and nurses to this and bring ya a bed of your own, but rememba: Leave any medical procedures ta us. Is dat clear?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Good. I'll be back wit yo' bed, Xavier. You go on ahead and take a seat in da meantime." After that was finalized, the blonde nurse left out of the room to do as she proposed. When she was gone, the man didn't waste a moment as he gave Chloe another tender kiss on that same cheek as a greeting before he took a seat next to her on her right side this time. Their smiles of passion and gratitude never ceased as the teenage otaku started the conversation.

"X, are you really taking time outta your life to take care of me?" She asked in the most dulcet tone of her already cute voice, making Xavier smile.

"Why wouldn't I?" He asked with courage. "Ever since that incident, I was so concerned about you. You've been pulling off so many nearly impossible moves before, but this one took the cake and nearly took your life. All those other fans back there… they were just as worried. But, with me living on my own without my family to support me and only two friends, I don't really have nothing better to do with my own life. So, spending some of it with you is the best thing since flat screen TVs."

"I… I had no idea." Chloe had just finished her sandwich and moved on to her jug of water. "Is your family dead or something? Nya?"

"No, they're okay. It's just that… ever since I've moved out and got an awesome career as an auto mechanic, they figured that they don't need to help me out anymore since I make enough money to practically own a condo in Beverly Hills. I'm an only child, too. So, my parents are my only source of support. They just ignore me for no good reason."

"How come? What did you do?"

"Nothin'. Like I said before, it's all because of my income. Even Thanksgiving and Christmas is impossible. It's that bad."

"…oh, no. Nya! That's terrible. Well, in that case, I'm sure you'll take good care of me, then. To be honest, despite all this, I've never actually had a fan do this for me before. And not to mention that you're the cutest guy to do it. I've never seen a black man with blue eyes before. You're a special dude and I love ya for it… truly… nya…"

"…Really? Cupid gotcha, huh?"

"Yeah. You're smart, sexy, sweet, and just oh-so-caring about lil' old me, unlike all of my other male fans. They only like me because I'm totally badass on the dance floor. You love me for more than that… and I love you back because of it." Xavier just couldn't believe his ears. Even the sound of Nurse Fawna returning with the extra hospital bed with fresh new sheets and pillows couldn't turn him away from Lucky Chloe's regal glare of seduction as she now held both of his strong hands within her slender ones as she stared as deeply into his majestic blue eyes as she possible could for someone partially incapacitated in a hospital bed after surgery. The humble nurse saw this as she quietly positioned Xavier's bed next to Chloe on the opposite side and smiled with respect as she left back out of the room and carefully closed the door this time to give the two some privacy. By the time she was gone, Chloe's sultry whispers made shivers tingle down his Xavier's spine as she continued with a fateful question: "Can you tell me this, then? What attracts me to ya? Nya…"

"…everything. Your beautiful blue eyes, your baby face of an innocent angel, your smile, your badass dance moves, you carefree lifestyle of an otaku… just… everything. Having at least one hater out there is shocking beyond belief to me. You don't deserve any kind of hate from anyone, Chloe. None…" Xavier paused as he leaned in towards her for a passionate kiss. "…and ain't nobody gonna make me think otherwise." After that last word, the two finally engaged in a sexy, but loving lip-lock that had their tongues wrestling within their mouths with sensual greed. It sent a small adrenaline rush through the otaku, having her heart monitor beeping at a fast rate as a sign of that factor. Nurse Fawna rushed back at the door when she heard it, but when she looked through the door's window, she sighed with relief and restored her compassionate smile before she headed back to her post, telling the other doctors that everything was fine along the way.

(Pause flashback)

"Damn, Chloe-baby." DéMarckus commented as they were now on the road towards the nearest grocery store, having Lucky Chloe sitting in the passenger seat with her signature cute smile and rosy cheeks of arousal as she kept her eyes on the glove compartment before her. "Da kiss actually happened earlier dan I thought. Xavier repeated what I said 'bout yo' cute ass: lovin' e'rythang 'bout ya and how ya even got just one hata kickin' ya in the puh. Did his kiss feel different from mine, tho?"

"That's the other funny thing about that kiss." Lucky Chloe replied, still keeping her regal stare towards the glove compartment. "After kissing him, it felt as though we had sex in our mouths. It was that intense and, I hate to admit it, but yeah. Compared to you, Xavier was better. It's like he already knows how to treat a woman, even at 18 years old."

"Mm! I ain't mad at 'im, Chloe-baby." That surprised the otaku as she finally turned towards him since the car ride started. "Yeah, dat shocked ya."

"You're… you're not jealous?!"

"Look, baby. I told ya in da showa: When I meet 'im, we'll be like brothas from different mothas. Dat means dat, no matta what, I'm-a stand by him and treat 'im wit all da respect a man can give to anotha. It just comes ta show ya dat he'll still love ya, despite da fact that yo' cute ass is wit me now."

"…I'm sure we can compromise since you feel that way."

"Yeah, you right. Until we meet X, we'll keep dis on da DL from Garrie. I want 'im ta be surprised."

"I agree." The teenage otaku turned her attention back to the road this time, appearing regal towards her Vellington lover's side-glance. "Well, after that kiss, it got better and better each passing day…"

(Continue flashback)

Xavier kept his promise to take care of me any way he could. He had loads of fun feeding me and even simple walks around the hospital hallways was enough to make us just… admire each other. The walks were helping my pelvis heal much faster and it didn't hurt at all. Bathing me wasn't a challenge for him either, like you, DéMarckus. Since my kitty cat was still healing up, he made sure that he didn't hurt me by always saving that part for last each and every day… and holy fuckin' shit! Nya! He was soooooo good at it. During one shower, though, after the first week of healing went by on a Saturday night, Xavier dared himself to ask me a question that I never expected a gentleman like him to say:

"Chloe, when this is all over and you've healed up, can I… test ya out… and see if you truly did recover successfully?" The blue eyed velvet angel asked in the otaku's right ear as he was taking his sweet time washing her privates with careful precision from behind her, making her look towards him with a sensual, but adorable side-glance.

"You're already naked, X." Lucky Chloe replied playfully. "You can do it now, if ya want. Nya…"

"Yeah, but no. I don't wanna be too rough with ya. I was actually thinking of just letting my mouth play the role of your sex toy. What do ya say?"

"Are ya gonna just tickle the notch?"

"Yeah. That's… pretty much all I can do."

"Good. Make sure you lick it up nice for me, then. Do it until I squirt in your face."

"Heh, heh… you got it."

After that deal, it was set in stone that we were truly meant for each other. The Saturday evening after, I finally received the good news from Fawna. Xavier was waiting for me in the waiting room on the first floor at the time.

"Well, Chloe-sweetie." The nurse started as she saw that Lucky Chloe was dressed in her famous otaku outfit, bolero jacket and all. The Neko headphones were the only things missing. "You've recovered pretty well. We checked ya X-rays and it's all good, honey. Just don't dance for a full year, like I said befo' and you're golden. Undastand?"

"Gotcha!" Chloe replied with a salute. "This delay will go by so fast, I won't even know it! Thank ya so much for everything!" She gave Fawna the warmest hug she ever given to anyone and she couldn't help but return it back to the otaku with just as much love. After a full minute, the two ladies parted and Lucky Chloe just had one more question: "Did ya talk some sense into that bastard doctor who talked me down two weeks ago when I just got injured? Nya?!"

"Well, kinda. I told the head nurse 'bout him, then he probably talked to him privately. I haven't seen him since then. My guess: Da man got fired and his medical license revoked. He deserved it fo' being such a downer towards every patient he's had."

"Humph! I'm not his first victim, eh? Serves him right! Nya! He can hate me all he want. It won't change a goddamn thing."

"Boom! Dere ya go, Chloe-honey! Anyway, go on ahead and leave. We'll clean up from here. Congrats on your recovery."

"Thanks again, Fawna. See ya later. Bye!" The otaku happily ran out the room towards the nearest elevator and it took her about fifteen seconds to make it to the first floor. Right when the sliding doors opened, she didn't waste a second to make a sprint for Xavier, who was already standing in the waiting room with his hands now out of his jean pockets and had his arms wide open for Chloe. He was surprised and taken aback when she actually made a jump for him at a pace away, but his reaction time was on point as he caught her successfully with her slender arms around his neck, her smooth legs around his waist, and his hands holding her firmly on her booty for support. His chuckles were music to her ears as she was crying happy tears within his neck, muffling the sobs from everyone.

"Whoa…" The man started with shock as he held on to the happy-go-lucky otaku with all the love in his heart. "…somebody's back to her old self after those two weeks. I swear, if that cat tail was real, it would be wagging by now. Heh, heh, heh, heh." Hearing that last statement before that sexy laugh made Chloe slightly pull away from his neck and just held on to him as she looked deeply into his eyes with their foreheads touching. "Hey, I'm just sayin'…"

"You're so silly, baby." Chloe swooned before they engaged in another lip-lock that was five times more intense than the first. Five minutes went by and they slowly parted with darker glares in their eyes. "I know you just said one kiss for now, since we won't see each other again for a while after this, but… I… I can't help it… nya…" Another quick tongue lashing kiss. "…you're so passionate and your lips are softer than mine… oh, and I can't leave out the fact that you taste good, too. Tee-hee-hee!"

"Heh, too cute… and thanks. But, uh… now…" Xavier paused as he finally let the otaku get back on her feet and added a steamy incentive by gently letting his first two fingers on his right hand start a single gentle stroke on her chest and downward between her succulent breasts, making her release a cute moan that made his manhood throb with high anticipation. He fought that feeling as he continued. "…we've got some unfinished business. Remember that proposition I made in the shower last week?"

"Uh-huh… nya, baby…" The horny otaku made her point by gently grabbing hold of X's wrists and leading them back to her butt, all while she kept her glare in check within his eyes. "…since we won't see each other again for a long time, I want ya to make it extra special for me. Keep me guessing…"

"Hmmm… I think I got an idea on how to do that, babe…"

Thirty minutes later, in a room on the third floor of a deluxe apartment…

It was only lit up by candlelight all over Xavier's apartment as he just blindfolded Lucky Chloe in silence. He held a handsome, naughty smirk on his face as he took his time stripping her out of her clothes. He started with the bolero jacket, then the adorable black nightie. That's when he took a good look at her pair of nearly Ds and how pink her tits were. The blindfolded otaku felt that stare and slightly shivered with anxiety.

"Heh, what's wrong, Chloe?" Xavier asked as he just slipped out of his basketball jersey, revealing his impressive abs of a player in that particular sport. "Why are ya shakin'?"

"I know you're staring at them." Lucky Chloe replied in a breathless whisper, making her sound sexy cute towards the blue eyed velvet angel. "You're lookin' right at my titties, Xavier. Wha… what do ya think of them?"

"…Just stand still and I'll tell ya." Her shivering stopped right at that last word, but her heavy breathing of anticipation couldn't be silenced. Xavier only widened his smile before he provided his answer…

…by giving her succulent breasts tender, loving kisses.

Fortunately for the otaku, she was right up against a wall and was able to lean back up against it with a heavenly gasp as she held on to the back of Xavier's head for more. He didn't protest against it and kindly obliged to it by adding luscious licks all over her chest and cleavage. Her unique flavor was authentic to him and the various growls and muffled moans he made in between licks and kisses gave Chloe that factor.

Damn, I'm getting wet just even talking about this. I told him to keep me guessing and make it special… and holy fuckin' shit, he did it so well. Nya… I… was… in… heaven, DéMarckus. Having me blindfolded was already giving me high hopes about the whole thing. Just like you, he knew where my hot spots were and knew exactly what to do. Since he didn't wanna actually have sex with me with his dick, his mouth literally did everything that his magic stick couldn't. The best part was when we were both completely naked. I knew he was because he made me feel all over his sweaty body after a whole two hours of tasting my upper body only from the neck down. I was still blindfolded, but then… I felt it. He may not have wanted to fuck me with it, but I sure as hell got to touch that monster of a manhood! Nya! He felt just as big as you, baby.

"There ya go, Lucky Chlo." Xavier said in his deepest tone of his handsome voice as he just stood there with his hands upon her love handles while she had her slender hands aimlessly feel all over his crotch, balls and all. "It was a painful wax job a year ago, but it was totally worth it for ya. It's pretty big, ain't it?"

"Ohhhh, totally. Nyaaaaahhh…" Chloe replied with greed written all in her adorable voice as she was jerking him off, which made him groan with lust as he shivered at his already upcoming orgasm. "It's dancing for me already. Can I taste it? Please?"

"Only if you can look up at me the entire time. I wasn't kidding about how gorgeous your eyes are."

"Yes, I promise. Please! Nya!" The otaku didn't waste a moment as she ripped off her pitch black blindfold, blinked a few times to get into focus, and dropped to her knees before him a heartbeat before she carefully engulfed half of his 8 inch wonder into her mouth, releasing a guttural moan along the way. Xavier had to take a couple of steps back to give her more room and she even crawled along with him with his cock still in her mouth! After those two steps back were taken, Lucky Chloe got back into her adorable position of being on her knees, both of her hands stroking his manhood while she sucked on it with all her love, and as agreed, she kept her glowing aqua blue eyes focused on his admiring smile, appearing regal towards him.

(Pause flashback)

"Holy shit!" DéMarckus commented as he and Lucky Chloe were now heading towards the cereal, oatmeal, and toaster pastry aisle of the grocery store as their shopping cart was already full of various fruits, vegetables, and canned goods. They stopped in front of the cereal boxes and Chloe remained leaned back against the cart in a relaxed pose while the Vellington was looking at her with a glare that was full of lust and shock simultaneously. "You serious?! He pulled off dat same exact sexy fuckin' shit dat we just did last night?!"

"Yeah, except it wasn't the Lucky Chloe Special and I was blindfolded… for a minute. Nya." The confident otaku replied as she perched up on the cart in a sexy cute pose, making her Vellington boyfriend chuckle as her adorability was tickling him again. "I kinda liked that idea. I never knew that was his huge secret. It's not like what you think it is, though. He just covers my eyes and teases me. That… was the only time he was able to do that to me. So, it lasted allllll night long… well, until 4 AM… but it was totally worth it!"

"Dayum, Chloe-baby. Dat's some freaky-ass shit right dere. So, ya know what I'm gonna ask ya now, right?" DéMarckus turned towards the cereal boxes and pulled out three healthy brands before turning back towards the teenage otaku, who volunteered to take them and place them in the cart.

"What was the best part?"

"Yeah."

"Oooooh, nya. It's something I'm sure you would do to me without… any… hesitation…"

(Continue flashback)

"Lucky Chloe?" Xavier started in a dark whisper that made the otaku shiver. She was back in the blindfold, but was underneath the weight of her lover with her arms forced by her sides with his legs while she was lying on her stomach on the king sized bed. The feeling of his erection and his nuts upon her back was making her breathless with anticipation and she was too excited to move. "I know you can hear me. We're at the final phase of my special treatment. I… hear that you're impervious to pain, despite that accident you had two weeks ago." All he felt from her was a set of three nods of agreement. "Good. Let's test that out, shall we?" He got off of her and sat on his knees between her legs, getting an excellent view of her perfect booty as well as the rest of her slender body of a professional freestyle dancer. Unbeknownst to her, he pulled out his leather belt from behind him and snapped it twice. She jumped with surprise at the sound of it and got up on her hands and knees immediately with her head bowed down, anticipating the upcoming pain she was ready to endure. "I'm gonna try a trick on ya: You haven't reached that peak you promised yet. So, I'm gonna get ya there as quickly as I can… by spanking you. Not only that, but I'm also gonna tickle that hard clit of yours. How does that sound?"

"Nyaaaaahh, shhhhit…" Chloe cursed in a sensual tone of her cute voice as she was 'facing' the wall before her. "…that sounds soooo sexy, baby. Is there… some way you can… aaaahhhh, geez… you're… staring at it…"

"Yeah. I remember that. I guess you're wondering how in the hell I'll be able to do this. Well, you said you wanted my mouth to do it and that's exactly what I'm gonna do. I've got awesome hand-eye coordination. I can lick that kitty cat and smack your ass at the same time. How I do it will be a mystery to ya… forever."

"I can handle it. Give it to me, X. I've been a bad pussy. Nyaaahhh…"

"Alright, Chloe-babe. Don't beg me to stop either. You have a safe word, though. Say it and I'll stop."

"Wha… what is it?"

"SeXavier."

"Oooooh, okay." Chloe's shivering was not letting up as she felt his deep blue eyes staring right at her wet folds, which were just dripping wet with sexual hunger. "Aaaaahhhh-haaaaaahhhh! Keep staring at it while you're at it, tooooooo. I… I need you to spank me! NOW! NYA!"

Without any more words being said, Xavier finally commenced the final act. With careful precision, he slowly leaned into the otaku's drooling pussy lips and had his tongue exploring all over the inside and the folds simultaneously, making her release a cute meowing scream that was actually soothing towards the man's ears. Along with taking in the delicious aroma and taste of her sensitive womanhood, he was careful about where his belt was gonna strike by feeling all over her jiggling booty with the hand the held the belt. To Lucky Chloe, it sent even more sexual chills all over her slender body and tears were trying too hard to escape the pitch black blindfold at this point as she sang out louder and more sultry moans and groans towards the wall in front of her. When X finally got the target locked, he used practically every last ounce of his strength in that right arm to give the teenage otaku a swift smack that snapped all over the room. Upon impact, she felt more pleasure than pain as Chloe screamed at the very top of her lungs as a sign that she wanted more.

Yeah, pain and pleasure together equals one hell of a sexy slaughter fest. I know you wouldn't hurt me, DéMarckus, but trust me on this: After this one part I'm about to tell ya, it'll probably change your mind. It was the only time in that whole moment that I was able to speak while Xavier couldn't. He heard me, though. I mean… how could he not? Being a horny otaku has its benefits, ya know. Nya!

"Damn!" Lucky Chloe started towards the wall as she tried so hard to stay up on her knees, but the sensation was too much for her and the worst she did was just vigorously shiver, losing her balance only on her lower half every few seconds. "X… you're… you're so good at this! Keep going, baby! Keep going! Nya!"

SMACK!

"Ahhhh! Yes! Yeah, that's feelin' sooooo good, Xavier-baby! Don't stop! PLEASE! I LOVE YOU! NYAAAAHHHH!"

SMACK!

"Ooooooh, fuck! I… I don't know how much more of this I can take! But, I love it! I-love-it-I-love-it-I-LOVE-IT!"

SMACK!

"Mmmmm! More, X! Give me more! Nya! I'm not done yet! I… I'm gonna…"

SMACK!

"…aaaahhhh! Shhhit! I'm getting there, Xavier! Please! I wanna explode all over ya! I'm soooo close!"

SMACK!

"More!"

SMACK!

"More!"

SMACK!

"Nyaaaaaaaaaahhhh! Give me more! I'M ALMOST THERE! I FEEL IT! I… I FEEL IT IN THERE!"

SMACK!

"FUCK! GET RID OF THE TONGUE REALLY QUICK! JUST SPANK ME! THAT'S ALL I NEED! NYAAAAAAHHHH!" Xavier did so and just sat on his knees, admiring the otaku's shivering body as he used a free hand to use a nearby handkerchief to wipe his face dry from her pussy juice. During that time, he also saw how wet the pillow below Chloe's face was. He knew those were tears of pleasure, not pain, and he couldn't refuse her request as he continued the spank-fest with even more strength than before.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH! FUCK YEAH! THAT'S IT, X! GIVE ME MORE! A LOT MORE! I'M SUCH A BAD KITTY! NYA!"

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"OOOOOOOH, SHHHHHIT! I'm at the edge! I'm almost there! I'm gonna…"

SMACK!

"I'm gonna…"

SMACK!

"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH! SEXAVIERRRRRRRR!"

I finally said the safe word after so many spankings and my pussy exploded all that juice outta me! Since I couldn't see anything, I didn't know if I was soaking Xavier with it. My gut told me that I was and it was just a satisfying feeling to me. My sexy water gun shot a stream for the next three minutes while I was literally howling at the ceiling at the very top of my lungs for that long, too! After that was over, I felt so drained that I just collapsed like a ragdoll back on my stomach on the bed and all we heard in the room was just me… panting like a dog after an early morning jog. During that time, three things happened never made me forget about Xavier: He took off the blindfold, looked at me deeply into my eyes, and said this to me:

"I love you too, Lucky Chloe."

(End flashback)

"It didn't even matter that my ass was sore after all that, but it was so much fun and I'll never, ever forget that man." Lucky Chloe concluded as she and DéMarckus were now back at the kitchen at the apartment, placing away the groceries together. The Vellington had just placed away the last of them, which was his own carton of eggs in the fridge, and his instincts told him to embrace his otaku princess with all the love in the world, massaging her magnificent booty along the way. "You're the next best guy for me to be with and you two would just be perfect with me. I promise ya that Xavier's the only other guy that treated me just like you do. Nobody else."

"And I believe ya, baby girl." DéMarckus agreed as they were in the heartwarming embrace, now feeling her slender arms wrap around his midsection under his diesel arms while laying her head on his chest for added comfort. "Ya took those smacks on dis ass like da champ you are, but you right, tho'. I would neva wanna do somethin' like dat to ya. I love ya too much to do it, Chloe-baby."

"I know." Her smile grew as she felt his soothing circular massage upon her butt. "Mmmmm, that feels good…"

"It oughta be. I'm only doin' dis because I just grew concerned 'bout ya. It feels fine now."

"Yeah. I was okay after that. Nya! The only issue about it was that it felt so tender that I couldn't sit down or take a shit, if I needed to. It only lasted for two days, though."

"Dat's good, but damn. What a story. Like I said befo', when we finally see Xavier, I'm-a treat him like how I treat Garrie. We gon' be brothas fo' life, Lucky Chlo."

"Thank you so much, DéMarckus. That really means so much to me." They were still within each other's arms, but the otaku looked up at him with an adorable gleam in her aqua blue eyes, making the man smile at her everlasting cuteness once more. "I wanna welcome him back with open legs, okay?"

"Heh, heh. Yeah, I gotcha, Chloe-baby. No matta where we meet him, right?"

"Hell yeah. Nya…" Lucky Chloe leaned her head back down upon DéMarckus' chest while cuddling underneath his thin beard for more comfort. His smile never ceased as he felt this and just kept his massively muscular arms around her slender body for both warmth and support.

Xavier was indeed her velvet blue eyed angel and his name was honored from that day on.

To be continued…