Chapter 11: Say it…
The next few days with Ushio finally back at school were a sign that things were starting to get back to normal… Or, at least as normal as things usually were around here… And yet, the three-Miharu, Futaba, and Ushio-still felt that there was something… incomplete about something.
'Strange…. I feel strange…' Miharu thought, leaning into her palm.
"Shinonome-san!"
The pinkette shot up like a spring upon hearing that; it was her teacher.
"S-Sorry… Sensei…" she stammered, blushing.
"Sorry… for what?" the man raised his eyebrows curiously.
"You, mean… I wasn't doing anything wrong?" Miharu inquired, calming down a little.
The teacher shook his head.
"I was just trying to tell you that the office has called you down." he said.
Miharu's blue eyes shrunk slightly.
'I wonder what they want now?' she wondered in her mind.
When she got to the office, Miharu tapped on the desk ladies' desk to get her attention.
"Miharu Shinonome… I was told to come down here?" she tried.
The desk lady didn't look up, she just pointed to the left with her ballpoint pen. When Miharu looked left, she saw…
"Ushio-kun?"
The blackette nodded.
"Did you…" Miharu started.
"...tell them to call you down here?" Ushio finished, then nodded.
Miharu's blue eyes trembled, her face was warm with heat, and her heart pounded.
'Strange… I used to not like this feeling, but now…' she thought, gripping her chest.
Ushio saw her gripping her chest and smiled.
'I knew she was sensible, but not that much.' the blackette thought with bedroom eyes.
"So, why did you want me to come down here?" Miharu asked, taking a step closer to him.
He said nothing; he gestured for her to come closer. Miharu gulped; she was nervous as hell right now! Nevertheless, she came closer. No sooner had she came closer, he grabbed her into a tight hug.
"Huh? Ushio-kun?" she stuttered, shifting her blue eyes up to the brown-eyed boy.
She had said that she didn't feel anything for him, so, why was her heart feeling the opposite? He pulled away slightly.
"Come with me…" he whispered.
Miharu was about to ask why, but got nervous. So, she went with him.
Later…
The two teenagers were now in the janitor's closet, which was crowded with mops, brooms, and garbage cans. Other than that, it looked like any other janitor's closet.
"Why did you bring us here, Ushio-kun?" Miharu asked, trying to keep as far away from him as possible.
However, it didn't help that the janitor's closet was small and crowded.
"I wanted to talk to you." Ushio explained.
'Talk… about what?' the pinkette girl wondered in her mind.
"So, as we both know, we are forbidden to see each other, but…" Ushio began, but soon looked away sadly.
Miharu looked sad too.
"I wanted to talk to you about few things." Ushio continued, straightening himself up.
Miharu nodded in understanding. For some odd reason, she wanted to talk with him too. Ushio took in a deep breath.
"The truth is, Miharu, I miss being with you!"
Miharu gasped!
Bu-bump! Bu-bump!
Just what was he getting at here? Did he mean he missed seeing her, missed being her "boyfriend", or did he just miss having sex with her? Miharu looked confused at him. The look she gave let him know she didn't understand, so, he sighed.
"What I mean by that is, I miss being your friend." he explained, "Although… for a while now, I've wanted to continue being more than friends."
More than friends…
He went on explaining.
"When I first met you, I had this gripping feeling in my heart. I thought it was just because you were the first girl-apart from Mom-that I felt comfortable talking to. However, over time, I started to realize that it was something else pulling me towards you… like a… magnet. When we got into high school, I noticed that you started to feel less shy about talking to me. Then, when you started to seduce me into doing dirty things with you, I started to fall for your charm."
Miharu was speechless for a moment or two, but then gathered up the courage to ask him:
"So… why didn't you stop me from doing… that?"
"Well, yeah, that's what I wanted to know too." he replied.
"It wasn't until my first appointment at the Advocacy Center that I finally came to terms on the reason why I didn't stop you: Because I didn't wanna lose you."
Miharu exclaimed slightly.
"Lose me?" she repeated; Ushio nodded.
"I didn't wanna lose you as a friend, or as something more than that. I thought that if I stopped you, you would get sad and upset and not wanna be friends anymore… and I just couldn't do that; I cared for you far too much… Then, after that, I still thought that if I kept having sex with you, then I would get a chance to keep you. I thought that you were wanting to have sex with me because you loved me and wanted to be an item… but I guess I was wrong…"
He turned away, looking sad. Miharu raised a hand, feeling guilty. She never realized how awful she had made him feel all these years.
"I guess I was just some game to you," Ushio chuckled slightly, "a pleasure machine, if you will…"
He started to tear up. Miharu gasped.
"What?! No, no, no, no! NO! Ushio-kun…" she panicked, waving her hands back and forth.
Ushio's mouth gaped, he brought his head up to look at her.
"I mean, yes in the beginning it was kind of a game for your dick, but that's because I was corrupted by my lustful feelings about sex with you. However, when you asked me if I loved you, I didn't know how to respond because I wasn't sure if I loved you back. I mean… I guess there was a time-before we got into high school-that I might've loved you." she explained, rubbing her arm in embarrassment.
Ushio's brown eyes shook with disbelief; was she saying that she did love him?
"So… why did you get these lustful feelings in the first place, Miharu?" he asked, stepping closer.
Miharu shrugged and said, "I don't know. I guess, however rumors start: One or more people start talking."
Ushio nodded. "So, you're saying that at some point when we got into high school, you heard people talking about sex-whether it be that they're having it, thinking about having it, or something other-you just thought that it'd be nice to try it?" he asked, tilting his head.
Miharu sadly nodded.
"Well, anyway!" Ushio said, clearing his throat.
"Moving right along…"
Miharu found it funny and giggled.
"When you had amnesia, and Futaba-chan took advantage of me, I thought that she had loved me too. She did, and I thought that-unlike with denying you-if I didn't stop her, I'd feel a little better about myself. I guess I knew deep down that I was being played with by you… However, when I started to feel that having sex with two girls at a time wasn't making me feel any better, I decided to push Futaba-chan away. However, when I did, she seemed hurt and angry at me, calling me things like "Pervert, Leecher, Nympho, and Shorty", and… well you know what happened afterwards; you were there after all."
Miharu nodded in response.
"Well, is that all you wanted to talk to me about?" Miharu inquired turning away.
"Wait!" he said, grabbing the pinkette's wrist.
BU-BUMP! BU-BUMP! BU-BUMP!
'What else does Ushio-kun want with me?' the blue-eyed teen wondered, a blush creeping across her face.
"Before you go, I must ask you something…" he said, releasing his grip slightly.
Ba-Bump! Ba-Bump!
He took in a deep breath, closed his eyes, and let the question escape his lips.
"Do you love me?"
Then he opened his brown eyes which were bubbly and shiny.
Miharu gasped. She didn't know what to say, what to do, or how.
BA-BUMP! BA-BUMP! BA-BUMP! BA-BUMP!
Finally, after what seemed to be hours, she said, with a turn of her head,
"I don't know what love feels like…"
Ushio made an 'O' shape with his mouth for a moment, then smiled at her with bedroom eyes. Miharu looked downwards. Then, suddenly she felt a warm hand cup her cheek, she felt it turn her head towards its owner.
"Ushio-kun?" she gulped.
"I can teach you…" the blackette whispered, leaning in.
A kiss…
For some odd reason, this kiss felt different than all the other kisses they had shared.
'This feeling… is it love?' Miharu thought, closing her eyes and kissing back.
The kiss lasted for what seemed like hours, days, months, years even! And afterwards, even after pulling away, Miharu still wanted more! The feverish kisses continued for a long time, leaving both teenagers glazed with sweat, blushing intensely, and panting.
"Ushio-kun…" the pinkette panted, as the blackette boy leaned down to kiss her neck.
'No… not here…' she thought, sighing in ecstasy with half-lidded eyes.
"Say it…" he whispered, continuing to lick up her neck and ear.
Miharu was speechless…
"I lo- love… you…" she sighed and panted.
She didn't just say it because he wanted her to, but because it was true. Ushio smiled contently and embraced her. She was panting, sweating, and blushing so much that she loved it.
*Snap, Zip!*
Miharu felt her uniform's top slip off of her, exposing her pink bra that was holding up her D-Cups.
"Ushio-kun… I…" she whispered.
"Forgive me… I just can't control myself, Miharu." he replied, bending down to her red skirt.
He soon removed that too.
Soon, they were both only in their garments. They had locked the door and started making out. Ushio started by massaging his girlfriend's soft breasts and caressing her womanhood over her bra and matching underwear.
"Ahh… Ushio-kun… We can't do this here…" she moaned, placing her hand on his head.
Ushio chuckled and kissed her on her forehead.
"Don't worry, we won't do anything much other than this." he whispered.
Miharu understood now; they were just making love. The only differences were just kisses, caresses, and loving gestures. Warmth surrounded the two as the touches intensified and became more loving than the last ones. Each gesture was not a lustful one, but a loving one. Over and over came kisses, touches, and "I love you's". (A/N: Insert "Crazy in Love" 2014 Remix from Fifty Shades of Grey here...) As more and more love came onto her, she had to cry out in release. "Haaaaahhh…" she sighed out in pure bliss… Flames seemed to ignite around them, with rose petals falling onto their bodies…
Later…
Miharu had just gotten back to class, her uniform back on, with a blush still glued to her face. When the the teacher asked where she had been, all she said was:
"In love…"
Ta-da! Just one more chapter to go!
Shadow: Only 12 chapters?
Well, I have other stories too, ya know?
Shadow: Oh… yeah…
The last chapter is just an epilogue, okay? Sorry if you wanted this to go on, but, everything has to end at some point, right?
R&R!