A/N: Ironically enough I am on internet hiatus. But I promised I'd have some stories worked on during my hiatus. Hmmmm so so so strange. But I haven't worked on this one for awhile and I know you all were just waiitng for another installment, ne? Probably not...LOL
Disclaimer: Sunrise...damn you..you own it all!!! Mai Hime and Mai Otome!
Racer Chapter 9
A Story for Friends
Where the women were gathered was the perfect area for such a story Natsuki planned to tell as she rubbed the back of her head. Shizuru smiled and glanced over at Mai mouthing "She's given in." Mai gleefully squeaked at the news and Mikoto interrupted the squeak as a good sign. Natsuki leaned back and thought to herself, this couldn't get any worse. The thought was like cue for one extra person to show up and sit down; the one person Natsuki still had issues with to that very day.
"Oh look, an open seat next to Natsuki…" A disgusted sly voice said continuing on. "I wanted it so badly…I just need to sit next to her so I can feel her incredible dykeness." The voice continued in an extremely annoyed cadence. The chair moved next to Natsuki and suddenly there was a body sitting down in it; Nao. Natsuki had her head turned facing Nao with a intense glare slapped across it. Nao blew a kiss at Natsuki and mouthed, "fuck you" which made Natsuki all the more angry.
Mai tossed her beer bottle cap at Natsuki to jar the angry racer back into story mode and Shizuru did a little something extra. A warm hand gently caressed Natsuki's left thigh reassuringly. Natsuki blushed after the shocked look faded away and Natsuki then composed herself to begin her story. Nao sucked at her teeth and was quickly glared down by Mai and Mikoto.
The raven haired woman thought long and hard about a good story to tell because a lot had happened before she was a racer. Natsuki looked at everyone around her and thought about them for those moments. Mai, Shizuru, Mikoto, and even Nao had all managed a college education. How Nao did it, definitely impressed Natsuki, but Natsuki guessed Nao had her reasons. Mai could tell Natsuki a story about her current career, but that had to wait for later. Mikoto's story had been told to Natsuki by Shizuru on the night of her birthday. Natsuki thought about her time period when she could have gone to college. The time period there proved to be a very good stretch of story.
"Okay well I think I will tell you about my life during the time when all of you were in college." Natsuki said in a straight voice. Nao scoffed and Natsuki ignored her making the redhead angry.
"Natsuki, didn't you tell me that you had some darker periods then, are you sure?" Shizuru asked putting her hand on Natsuki's shoulder. Natsuki smiled and chuckled.
"No, it was during the end of my drug use." Natsuki said and looked up at Mai who wanted to know about the drug use more than anything else now. Natsuki sighed and looked down. "I won't go into detail about my drug use Mai. I didn't shoot up or anything. I pill popped, drank, snorted; just once; and smoked weed. Okay?"
"Okay…" Mai said in a half whisper like a child who had just done something wrong.
"So I was going to tell you about one of my more questionable jobs that got me into being what Shizuru likes to call my 'playgirl' attitude." Natsuki said with much amusement knowing that Shizuru was already starting to get angry with herself about choosing the topic.
"You see there was this bar I use to go to…"
-Fade into Story-
Natsuki walked into a bar at the corner of Sakura Street and Fuka Avenue. The raven haired girl should have been a junior or sophomore in college but she had never attended a university. She just roamed the city of Fuka in look for a place to wallow from the guilt of loosing the one person she really called friend. Natsuki had realized far too late that she loved Shizuru Fujino and the door slamming in her face the three years before would be a reoccurring image until she washed it away with alcohol and drugs. However the raven haired girl had earned herself her last get out of jail for free card. Her long time confident or informant, Yamada, had died under some tragic circumstances. Natsuki did not believe the man was dead; he had just pulled too many jobs and the authorities finally caught up with him.
The smoke fill the upper airs of the enclosed bar as the young woman wafted through the mist of second hand smoke. Sitting down at the bar Natsuki sighed a heavy sigh and heard the bar stool next to her move.
"You have been sighing like that for the last two weeks you've been here." A female voice said yet it had a much accented edge to it. Natsuki glanced to her left and leaning against bar and resting against the stool was a woman about Natsuki's age, maybe older, holding a glass of straight vodka. The woman had long unrestrained brown hair with flecks of gold and various shades of browns and reds. Natsuki slowly absorbed the image some more realizing this woman was wearing what appeared to be feminized slacks that fit very well with a form fitting buttoned blouse and jacket. The woman appeared to be in control and commanded a strong confidence. The woman smirked and looked down and looked back up. Natsuki stopped gawking and tried to make up for it by acting smug.
"Yeah, so what? You've got a problem if I sigh or not…you damn weirdo!" Natsuki grunted.
"Oh…nice attitude change there little one." The woman sighed in return. "You've had it tough." Natsuki glanced to her left catching the expression upon the woman's face. The woman was not Japanese. She was a western and from the way she carried herself she had to be American.
"And again, so what?" Natsuki attempted the tough act again.
"Listen…I know you've had it tough. I just happen to, uh, ha, work about these parts, and I've noticed you." The woman said sitting down. "You've been into a lot of dark stuff and you're coming out of it, but are having a hard time finding a living again?" The woman smoothly said propping her elbows on the counter. Natsuki didn't say a word and just nodded. "Okay, well you seem like you need help and I hate to say it but you seem like the type who has a hard time getting work of any kind. You just need the right connections. You should do what I do?"
Natsuki looked up and gasped. "I can't become what you are…you must be a professional! I mean look at how you're dressed. Plus you're foreign." Natsuki blabbered on.
The American laughed a hoarse laugh and wiped her eyes. "Woah, I dress this way for my costumers. They like this look it is a feminine touch on what men lack." The woman said and then took a sip of her vodka. Natsuki still had a puzzled look on her face and the woman sighed. "Can I ask you something really personal kid?" Natsuki shrugged and nodded and the woman raised her eyebrows in response.
"I will take the shrug as 'I don't care' and the nod must be yes; either that I'm getting bad at reading people…anyhow. You've had sex before???" The woman asked leaning in forward to Natsuki almost whispering. Natsuki blushed and turn a dark red and looked around supposing people at the bar actually cared.
"Yeah…does it matter that I've had sex with a man or a woman?" Natsuki asked back.
"Both?" The American woman asked back getting a nod from Natsuki. "Okay, I guess I can tell you what I am. I'm an escort; aka a higher end hooker." The American laughed half heartedly. "There is an upside to being an escort though. I'm a really expensive one. Everything I own is thanks to my fairs." The American woman winked as she finished off her vodka. Natsuki didn't really know what to think but her mind omitted the thoughts stay in head part and just flittered to her mouth.
"Didn't you want to be something else? I mean, you must have come here for soemthign else? Right? Not to sell yourself?" Natsuki said stumbling on her words and the women looked at her and nodded at the bartender who refilled her cup.
"I came here; to Japan that is after I ran away from home when I was eighteen. And I think that was about four years ago." The women said as she fixed her eyes to the clock on the walk behind the bar. "I came here in search of a job in the Japanese entertainment industry. I was so close to getting to it…I believe. One day, I woke up and I walked into the agency and found myself out of money and with no way to make it and I was still wearing my nice interview clothes as I walked into a bar and I leaned against the counter looking lost. That's when it happened. A woman whispered in my ear, in English, 'I want you to come home with me; I'll pay you handsomely.' I was so distraught that I didn't care and I did it." The woman gulped down her vodka. "It wasn't selling myself at the time more like much needed 'feel better sex with a bonus' , but I guess you could say it is now. I'm covered by many of my richer fairs' medical insurance. I've been sent plane tickets to be with them; anywhere in the world." The woman said again in lost voice.
"Doesn't it get lonely?" Natsuki asked. The American shook her head at the bartender and looked back into Natsuki's emerald eyes with her dark auburn brown eyes.
"Not if I think about the one person I fell deeply in love with. Yeah that in itself is sad and makes everything I do empty. But don't get me wrong, the sex is great. I swear if I didn't like the sex I would have quit ages ago. But yeah, it is lonely, but I make an earning this way. I have had plenty of outlets too. I'm just waiting for the right fair that has the right husband with a nice corporation I can work for." The woman's logic made sense to Natsuki on a very practical wavelength.
"So, you think I could do this escort thing?' Natsuki said shyly. The women turned to face Natsuki and put her hand on Natsuki's shoulder.
"You are very beautiful and so, so, je ne sais quoi…" As the woman said that two of her fairs who were well aquatinted with each other walked in together. The woman smiled slyly at Natsuki. "I'm going to get you one of my fairs. They are only ten years older than us, but my god they are so hot."
"How do you plan to get them interested in me…oi you are getting to close to me….mmmm" Natsuki found herself lip locked with the American who was now standing from her chair slowly wrapping her arms around Natsuki's body. Natsuki was slightly light headed but went with the feeling and kept kissing this odd woman who promised her a way to get into a rather questionable career. As the kissing progressed Natsuki heard some giggling from behind her and the kissing halted. The American and Natsuki both looked to their sides and there were the two fairs blushing and grinning.
"Ms. Adams, who is this person you're with." The first fair pouted teasingly.
"Yes tell us. Another costumer? Or…." The second fair said lustfully as she got to the word 'or'.
"You're exactly right Mrs. Takedo. This is my girlfriend. She's also an escort." Ms. Adams smiled and Natsuki was still flushed from the kissing as the women almost glowed from that information.
"And the two of you aren't offended by your jobs?" The first, still nameless, fair asked.
"Of course not Mrs. Gouda, we find that it makes our personal sex lives much more intense because its lots of 'make up' sex, 'angry' sex, 'I miss you' sex, and my personal favorite 'I'd rather fuck you' sex. The way my girlfriend works in awesome though. She acts like she never done this before. Like she's a virgin and she is ashamed of what she's doing." Ms. Adams continued and lightly kissed Natsuki's cheek which caused the young woman to flare red again making Mrs. Takedo and Mrs. Gouda giggle.
The two women seemed taken by the new blood, but they went off somewhere to talk. Ms. Adams then turned to Natsuki and smiled. Natsuki didn't know what to do. She pleadingly looked to the American for answers. The woman gently leaned forward and kissed Natsuki on the lips once more. Natsuki did not return the kiss that time but stared at Ms. Adams.
"They are choosing who gets who, and don't worry the way I explained you should be great for you. You'll get use to it eventually and then adapted hopefully by then you'll have your way out." Ms. Adams looked up and saw Mrs. Gouda waving to her. "Well, I have to go. See you around, sweetheart." Ms. Adams winked at Natsuki and walked away. Natsuki stood there watching the American escort leave and watched Mrs. Takedo walking towards her.
"Well, darling, we married women like to go by a last name basis. So I am certain you aren't another Ms. Adams." The woman teased and Natsuki blushed.
"No, ma'am, I'm Kuga. Just Kuga, no Ms. needed." Natsuki said relaxing letting her voice flow naturally.
-Pause-
"OH MY GOD! NATSUKI!" Mai slammed her hands down on the table and leaned forward. Natsuki's eyes got huge in response. "YOU DID NOT DO IT DID YOU? DID YOU?"
"I'll have another please…" came out a slurred voice by Natsuki which sounded strangely enough like a drunk Shizuru. Natsuki looked over to her side and realized Shizuru had started hitting the liquor hard when the story went to her physical details and actions. Natsuki shook her head and looked back at Mai who was soon joined by Nao.
"Yeah you stupid dyke. Tell us….did you do it?" Nao pried.
"Yes, I did. There was really GOOD money in it. But the sex was empty. Felt great." Natsuki said with absolute honesty. "So shall I continue?"
"Yes please do…" Mikoto said with glimmering eyes.
-Fade back into Story-
Natsuki found herself in a new form of living. The lifestyle was not to her exact pleasing but she was at the mercy of her "job" as she rolled over on a nice cushy bed. Natsuki slowly sat up because she had been waiting for awhile for her first customer to finish arguing with her husband. The husband actually came home early and the wife managed to get to him before he could get any further. The yelling was getting substantially louder which was why Natsuki had sat up in the first place. The raven handed girl was now approaching the door hearing the man furiously yelling at his wife, Mrs. Takedo. The argument seemed to be stopping from the sound levels that were dropping until Natsuki heard a firm slapping sound and a body come crashing down.
"You stupid bitch! You do what I say! Get UP! GET! UP! You little tramp! Fine I'll just kick you AROUND!" The husband roared and Natsuki came bursting out of the room in a full charge and tackled the husband to the best of her ability. Natsuki had it planned out in her head what she was going to do. She had to make it seem like she broke in while she pounded the living day light out of Mr. Takedo. The wife watched, but not in horror. Her mouth was gapping and a hand attempted to conceal the look. She appeared to be blushing and her chest owas heaving at the furiousity of Natsuki's strength and shear ability to take down someone bigger than herself. When Natsuki had sufficiently beat the husband she flipped him over plucked his wallet out and took the free bills in there. Then she walked over to Mrs. Takedo and quickly looked back and made sure the husband was coming to and she forcefully made Mrs. Takedo stand. Once she was standing she forced Mrs. Takedo into the bedroom after shouting "The jewelry. NOW!". The door slammed behind her Natsuki let good and whispered, "I'm sorry…are you okay."
Upon saying those simple words Mrs. Takedo quickly pushed Natsuki against the door and kissed the young woman as if she was rewarding the deed just done. "Oh Kuga, I don't think anyone has done that for me before. God, this is too bad that you have to run before my husband has to call the cops on you. I could really just fuck you so hard right now. Ms. Adams is a lucky girl. I'll let her know that you'll be showing up in jail shortly. I'll have her bail you out." Natsuki blushed at the words coming from Mrs. Takedo's mouth and was about to say something else, but Mrs. Takedo silenced her. "Now I have to regretfully let you know I can't ever be a client of yours again. You understand?" Natsuki nodded as Mrs. Takedo pointed to the way out. Natsuki ran out and about three hours later Natsuki found herself in a jail cell again.
"This is not what I thought was going to happen. How can this be a god thing!? Where is this so called bail? I'm starting to freak out. I swear I spend a lot of time in these places. God, I know who'd be sorely disappointed in me right now…." As Natsuki's thoughts drove on the jail keeper walked up and opened up her cell.
"Get out, you little thief…your girlfriend is here to save you." The jailer said with a disgusted tone. Natsuki gawked at him for a mfew seconds and then just walked on out. Once outside of the police station Natsuki looked around and saw Ms. Adams. Waiting for her by a fancy car. The American grinned and opened up the passenger door to welcome Natsuki. Natsuki cheerfully walked over and sat down in the car. Ms. Adams went around and sat down in the driver's seat looking at Natsuki as she started the car.
"Now I was certain that I would never see you again, but fate must have a reason for bringing you back to me." She started driving and laughed a bit. "You are something else though; a hero and a hot chick. That is a really nice combination, Kuga." Natsuki grinned upon hearing her name.
"Uh, where are we going???" Natsuki questioned as she looked outside of the moving vehicle.
"Oh, I figure you have no place to stay so I thought you'd come home with me, okay?" The American said in a straight forward voice. Natsuki didn't say a word, but went along with the offer anyways. She was tired and sore and needed somewhere nice to lie for the night. It had never occurred to Natsuki she was in for an interesting night.
Once reaching the top floor Natsuki realized that the entire top floor was the American's flat. Ms. Adams turned around to see a very daunted Natsuki slowly waltzing into the apartment. The American woman snickered a bit and gently grabbed Natsuki's arm and pulled the young one to her bedroom. "I'm going to lend you some clothes okay…" Natsuki didn't really respond because she was still too busy absorbing the items when she felt her jeans come undone.
"HEY!" Natsuki backed away quickly and Ms. Adams was standing there still in the same position grinning. "Oh, my bad…I'm use to doing that for my costumers. They like it when someone undresses them." Ms. Adams said and Natsuki nodded as if she was taking mental notes.
"Well let me get the clothes and lay them out for you to wear. You can share this ridiculous super full size bed with me, and trust me there is room enough for the both of us and maybe five other people with rolling room" again Ms. Adams and her total honesty. Natsuki had no issues with that honesty. It was something Natsuki secretly enjoyed.
-Fade out-
"Natsuki….Natsuki…I wanna go home..I need…too..uh…go…home." Shizuru slurred into Natsuki's ears and Mai just sighed and nodded.
"God, Fujino…it isn't like Natsuki warned you. Stupid lesbian." Nao grumbled. Mai looked over at Nao and grinned cryptically.
"You were enjoying the story…weren't you." Mai pried as Natsuki stood up draping Shizuru's arm around her shoulder.
"That is new…you should investigate that Mai." Natsuki chortled.
"Fuck…" Nao grunted.
Mini Feed
-Kara yawning-
Nao: Why and the hell am I here?
Shizuru: -glowing eyes- Yuuki-san...we have unfinished business
Nao: -big eyes- Fuck
Natsuki: Damn Shizuru that ended ages ago, right Kara...OI DUMB AUTHOR!
Kara: -nods-
Shizuru: -totally ignores Kara and Natsuki-
Nao: -runs-
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