Konichiwa Bitches
is the name of a really awesome song by an artist named "Robyn."
You should check it out.
News:
So some bad news... I'm cutting down the amount of chapters I have left. I thinking Midori and Takeshi have about 4 chapters left. I will try to make them beyond amazing.
To be honest... I have a more amazingKHR series I want to start about an aussie OC that is off to Nami to get some serious doodle action going. He's so cool.
Oh yeahh... and to that anonymous flame I got... pfft! Lol.
Other than that...
Everyone should read these series:
Bite of the Mafia - by Ausumist (the main character is too awesome... )
Il Nostro Amore - by Maiokoe (omg... a really interesting series. very novel)
-definitely should give those a try-
And for the required:
[I do not own any KHR characters] Midori Okamura is an OC that is owned by XxXSkullCookieXxXSlipknot
The story concepts are owned by mwah.
comments/advice are loved.
Hope you enjoy
_Dee_
Standing in Namimori's large pool—Hana, Kyoko, and Midori all watch Tsuna's swimming practice with the other girls in the class. Midori can't help but feel bad for the kid who is stuck doing kicking exercises on the edge of the pool because the swim coach thinks he sucks, and Hana is just glad to have someone to pick fun at. She thinks this, unaware of how much of an easy target she is considering her taste in men. Dr. Shamal—seriously? While those two girls are in their own respective thoughts, Kyoko watches her no-good crush in a bummer kind of mood. She wouldn't admit it, but she was jealous that Haru got to help teach him how to swim with brother Ryohei and Tsuna's other friends. Hah, sucks to be her!
And Tsuna, being the unpopular guy on everybody's mind, is feeling way past embarrassed for being forced to do these exercises, but can't help that he was being tested on his breaststroke when he only practiced freestyle. Idiot. The future boss' face burned more as he could hear the various girls around him make comments and poke fun at him over the splashing of his kicks. He is wishing to drown at this point. It must suck to be him too.
Hana wore a smug smile with a cocked brow. Watching him like the rest, she declares, "Tsuna really is no good. He can't even swim 15 meters." Watching Tsuna like this was too funny.
Midori, standing next to Hana, chided her in response, "Tsuna not being able to swim isn't funny at all." Midori's humor isn't the hurtful kind.
Kyoko added, "Yeah, I think he's just bad at breaststroke." They both looked at her questioningly as she continued, "My brother says that his freestyle is like a flying fish."
Midori and Hana both looked at each other and laughed; if Ryohei said Tsuna had a great freestyle stroke, he probably didn't. They were right—the kid really sucked. He can easily be called shark bait.
The class went on, and Midori took the chance to swim some laps while Kyoko and Hana continue to hang out and wade around in the water like the rest of the girls. Swim season had started for Midori, becoming her complete focus. Of course she wants to try and find time to spend with Takeshi, but wants to make sure she gets another undefeated season like last year's. Takeshi is baseball crazy, and Midori is swim crazy. Simple enough. Trying to keep her focus on her breathing, the sounds of all those girls teasing and cackling at Tsuna was pissing her off to no end. It made her even madder that some of these girls were the same girls that had picked on her before Takeshi asked her out. 'These girls are Takeshi's fans, yet they pick on his best friend? Bitches.' She finished her last lap and then swims to the abashed boy whose kicking away in shame:
Midori grabs onto the edge and starts kicking with him, "You want someone to practice with?" Her kicks look godly in comparison to his.
Tsuna looks even more embarrassed, "Uwah! You don't have to Midori-san!" He looks around to see many more people watching now, "It will just attract more attention, and they'll probably make fun of you too!"
Midori smiles and shrugs her shoulders, "Ehh, it wouldn't be the first time."
Tsuna didn't get the statement, but easily thought 'What a friend to have.' Then giving her a warm smile, he now saw why Takeshi and Kyoko like her; "Ahh, okay then."
The two talked about small things and jokes while class passed over. Midori kept Tsuna engaged as best she could by trying to ask more questions about he and the guys, but tried not to seem nosy. Poor Tsuna, being the critical boy he is, could easily she how she was trying to keep the conversation, 'She's going off on tangents!' But seeing how nice it was to not have to bear the embarrassment alone, he tried his best to keep the conversation up too.
Tsuna chuckles nervously, "Yeah, Yamamoto, Gokudera, Haru, and Ryohei all tried to help me learn how to swim yesterday at the public pool, but I guess I didn't learn the right stroke."
Midori counters, "Well I'm on the swim team, and I've taught a lot of little kids how to swim; if you want, I could teach you how to swim. It will probably be easier than you having a bunch of teachers that will try and cram their methods down your throat."
Midori could easily see how nervous looked from the thought alone. He isn't too keen on the idea of having a girl teach him how to swim after Haru's encouraging method yesterday. 'That was too embarrassing!' He can bare the idea of another terrible day at the public pool.
"Ahh, I think I'll be okay with just freestyle. I don't want to spend another day at that public pool."
Midori tilted her head, "Uhh, okay. I thought I would just teach you here—like just us—so you wouldn't feel any pressure or anything like that."
Tsuna gulped, "J-just the two of us?" His mind wandered back to her and Yamamoto inside Take Sushi.
Midori laughed for a moment. "Yeah, just the two of us. It's harder to learn when there are people watching. Plus, if its you and me only, then the chance of your strokes getting better is higher."
Tsuna's mind was way in the gutter at this point, imagining Midori trying to seduce him in the water. 'No Tsuna, you stroke like this…' And that good boy Tsuna is getting better at handling Midori's Hentai nature, so there was no bursting nosebleed to deal with this time, but all this 'stroking' going on in his head caused his hand to slip off the edge.
"EGAH!" Tsuna started flailing about in panic. He thought he was drowning.
"Whoa!" Midori instantly reacted.
The girls of class 2-A all watched in amazement as Midori quickly went under and pulled him up with ease. This amazement quickly shifted to shock as they saw Tsuna's panicky hands grip onto Midori's swimsuit and pull it down enough for her boobs to pop out. But this wasn't the end of it. Midori could only watch as Tsuna's other hand grips around her neck while he pulled his body onto hers—his face firmly and unknowingly pressed into her bare chest. Her tan face bled white. In fact, all the girls' faces had. And Kyoko fainted in despair.
Roughly pushing him off of her, Midori's yells, "Tsuna! Get off me!" She was flippin' out—only Takeshi is allowed to put his face there!
Tsuna finally opens his eyes to see just how bad he fucked up; "UWAH! MIDORI-SAN I'M SORRY!"
The whole class watches as Midori shoves him off of her and pulls her top up angrily. Before Tsuna could even try to apologize more, the boys' swim coach yanks Tsuna out of the pool by his mop to give the punishing of a lifetime. Things aren't looking too great in his near future.
Midori doesn't bother looking at Tsuna getting pulled away, she just tries to walk the situation off by heading back over to wear Hana and a faint Kyoko reside in the pool. With eyes closed and taking a deep breath, she starts trying to forgive Tsuna when the thoughts are interrupted:
"Wow, first you snake your way into being Yamamoto's girlfriend, and now you're after his stupid best friend?"
Midori open her eyes to see that it was the girl who called her all that and a bag of chips. 'Man, I still can't believe she said that… so lame.' But knowing how this girl was insulting Tsuna earlier, insulting her now, and somehow believes that she is meant for her Takeshi literally just made her snap. 'This bitch is gonna get it.'
Hana couldn't believe everything she had just witnessed. No-good Tsuna was easily becoming a no-good man. 'Kyoko should try and find someone else to like… Tsuna is too aggressive, and going after Midori? Messed up.' She was more than satisfied to see Tsuna get hauled away like the sexual predator he is, and she was so ready for Midori to come back to tell Hana everything that happened from her point of view. Holding Kyoko still (wtf? Why is she still out? Weenie.), she takes a second to see if she's okay before looking back up. "Oh shit, she's talking to someone on 'Team Takeshi against Monster Midori.' This isn't gonna be good."
From what Hana could see, it seemed as if the petite blonde was the only one that said anything. Midori paused for a moment, and then punched the girl in the face before dunking her. Hana's mouth dropped as she watched Midori go ballistic: "FUCK YOU STUPID BITCH. TAKESHI'S MINE AND I'LL KICK YOUR ASS IF YOU INSULT ME OR ANY OF TAKESHI'S FRIENDS AGAIN!" Midori's clenched fists relax with a hard exhale of breath and waded away. 'Hah. Dumb girl probably deserved it.'
Reborn, who had been watching over the class on the roof saw Midori's prowess and figured this was another passing grade: a good mafia wife keeps the bitches in check.
Inside the Nurses' office of the infamous Shamal, Takeshi watches the pervert cautiously as he cleans up Midori's busted lip and checks her bruises. After hearing about Tsuna's peepshow, Midori pinking some chick and dunking her afterwards, and then Midori beating the crap out of her after the girl attacked from behind, Takeshi was starting to think he might want to start emulating his pal's actions a little more. 'I should've just messed up my stroke too, watching Midori beat some girl up for me and Tsuna would be pretty fun to watch.' He grinned wildly at the thought.
Midori was huffed. That dumb girl not only attacked from behind, but got Midori in enough trouble that she has to talk to her coach about all this later. 'The dean said I could get kicked off the team for this.' She grit her teeth, ready to kick the girl's ass again for that alone. 'If I do get kicked off, I'll be sure to.' Midori now watches as Shamal's hand starts trailing slowly up her skirt.
"I don't want to have to explain to my Dad why I got in trouble for hitting a girl in class and killing the school nurse too." Midori gave him a dirty glare.
Takeshi then lightly pushed Shamal out of the way with a genial smile, "I can take care of Midori-chan from here."
Shamal raised an eyebrow, "Only if I can watch."
He's been feeling desperate lately. The truth about his dirty past (Dr. Syphillis, Trident Chlamydia, Hoppin Herpe Shamal, etc.) has finally come to light in the school, and the girls are all avoiding him at all costs. Well, Midori doesn't because she knows Takeshi won't let him do anything weird. She doesn't know how to explain it, but she has the feeling that those two are in cahoots with one another in a weird way. Midori, if you only knew…
She smacks the lewd nurse in the face, "Freaking pervert! We aren't going to be doing anything!" She gets up and storms out of the office.
Takeshi laughs loudly and follows while scratching his stomach, thinking that he's going to do his best to stay on his feisty Midori's good side. His dad told him that sometimes you have to let a woman do what she wants, and he's thinking right now is one of those times. Did it ever occur to anyone else how smart Takeshi is looking today?
Let just be frank: this girl is on the warpath. (Watch out Hibari!)
With school finally over, Midori now standing in front of her swim coach getting her ear chewed off. If the lady could scream in a more extreme way, you'd think she was Ryohei's club recruiting coach. This scary woman is really laying it on Midori, and Midori doesn't think she could take too much else. She's becoming so frustrated with it all that the tears are almost there, but she just clenches her jaw to hold them back. A few more minutes and she'll be able to swim them away.
And outside of the premises of school, at the Sawada residence is the usual trio playing video games to pass the time. Since Tsuna's incident with Midori, he's found it to be very uncomfortable around Takeshi. Well, what else can you feel after you smash your face into your best pal's titties? Accomplishment? Not Tsuna. But little does he know, that Takeshi isn't even mad about it; after seeing Tsuna literally grovel to him for forgiveness and Midori saying that she wasn't mad about it, he could easily tell it was an accident. Plus, he figured that it might give him a little more confidence to go after Kyoko, but he wouldn't dare say that. God knows what would happen if Tsuna started thinking about Kyoko in dirty ways. Just one thought of her naked sent the whole second floor of Nami High into chaos… we don't need him thinking about naked Kyokos yet.
Takeshi gives Tsuna an elbow jokingly, "Better not start trying to go after my Midori-chan." He wore a giant grin while saying it.
"Uwah! Yamamoto I never—" Tsuna is waving his hands back and forth wildly.
Takeshi laughs more, "Hahaha! I'm just messing with ya." He wraps his arm around him, "I know you didn't mean it, and Midori isn't mad about it either." They're a forgiving bunch.
Tsuna's head drops in relief, "I'm glad." His little heart would've burst from anymore teasing.
"Che, figure the berry Hentai wouldn't be mad…"
Gokudera could easily see through Midori's ploy. That Berry Hentai was out to cause a rift in the family as well as weaken his precious Jyuuaime long enough to have someone take him out. It was ridiculous, it was insane, it was a master plan that could only be thought of by that evil cranberry bitch. Gokudera won't stand for it; he'll kill her himself.
Takeshi on the other hand, couldn't see what would make Gokudera say that. And honestly, he had never felt this towards him, but he really felt the need to punch him in the face. What was he trying to assume with that comment? The baseball boy was about 5 cm away from giving him a taste of "Yamamoto's Bat" when Tsuna spoke:
"Gokudera-kun! Don't talk about Midori like that! She is really nice and is going to teach me how to swim tomorrow." Tsuna was very happy when Midori told him how she would still teach him before class ended.
Takeshi, who gained his composure from his best friend's kind words, laughed a riposte too, "Yeah, and you might not want to call her Berry Hentai anymore. She has a pretty strong kick."
Midori and Takeshi were play fighting the other day and learned this first hand. It's been close to a week since, and he still has a pretty gnarly bruise on his thigh. Being the forgiving boyfriend he is, Takeshi easily forgot about it after she made it up to him with head and sex that he didn't have to any work for. That Takeshi; what a fucking stud.
Gokudera saw the threat and instantly retorted, "I'll fucking kick her ass if she tries to kick me!" His leg still hurt from when she kicked him. Midori's cousin happens to Hitmonlee.
Yamamoto could feel the rage again, but let it out nonchalantly with a cheery tone and a smile, "Then I think I might have to kick yours then." It sounded like a joke, but Takeshi was as serious as a hobo is on getting that ham sandwich.
Tsuna's glance shifted between his two friends and could feel a weird tension rising.
"What? You wanna fight baseball freak?" Gokudera flipped the berserk switch on in his head and was no longer thinking. His hands dug in his pockets and pulled out two fat wads full of dynamite.
Tsuna was freaking out again, "Uwah! Gokudera-kun put those away! There's no need to fight!" His little heart can't take any more explosions or stress today.
Takeshi hisses, wearing a serious expression, "No, but if you keep hurting my Midori-chan by calling her 'Berry Hentai,' then I will." He let his glare pierce Gokudera for a moment longer, before turning into his normal, happy self, "Well I think I'm going to get Midori from swim practice. See ya!"
Takeshi gives them his signature smile while giving them both a wave goodbye. Gokudera only stares at him incredulously, and Tsuna nervously waves back while muttering a goodbye to Takeshi. Neither of them knew how to take Takeshi being so serious all of a sudden, but they both knew that calling Midori 'Berry Hentai' was no longer allowed. No one makes his Midori cry.
"Che, bastard." Gokudera can't ever admit defeat.
Back at the Nami High's swimming pool, Midori was swimming the last of her frustration out while the rest of the club was hitting the dusty trail home. It definitely had not been one of Midori's favorite days, and she was realizing that swimming wasn't really helping out this anger that she felt for all the crap of today. 'Puh, I need some Takeshi time… cuddling or something.'
While she was kicking and stroking away, Takeshi was playing stalker and watching her by the door. He always knew that she was serious about swimming, but he never really considered the idea that she was as serious about it as he was about baseball, then again, she probably wasn't. I can't see Midori trying to kill herself if she couldn't swim—she's smart enough to just hang out in a bathtub or Jacuzzi instead.
Either way, Takeshi was being a stalker and Midori was being a swimmer, but Midori was thinking that she was through being a swimmer, and Takeshi was ready for her to out of the pool. So he hid himself, thinking that was a cool idea. Takeshi was on the ball, but isn't now. It's never wise to act like a stalker. There are serious punishments out there for it. Let's guess that he isn't aware of these (the baseball gods are shaking their heads).
Midori climbs out of the pool and sits on the edge to catch her for a few moments before she starts heading over to the locker room to change. Takeshi is in the corner, getting really excited by looking at his Midori-chan all wet (he's looking seriously creepy right now). But Midori is unaware of her boyfriend's secret creepster side and steps inside the locker room thinking that she will head over to the Take Sushi for a bit before heading home; 'I'll just tell dad I was eating dinner with them or something.'
While Midori is mulling on the idea of cuddle time, Takeshi is now heading to the locker rooms. Watching his Midori walk about in that swimsuit… He couldn't keep his eyes off her ass. His friend told him to get his ass over there and get busy. Takeshi thought that was a good plan and went along with it.
With a quiet opening of girls locker room door, his eyes instantly gaped upon his Midori—wet and naked. He throbbed. At this time, Midori didn't hear Takeshi at all mainly cause he was being hella quiet (men can turn into ninjas at the craziest of moments), but also because of the many noises that surrounded her as she was opening her locker and getting herself ready to go. The baseball ninja watched Midori continue what she was doing merrily as he slowly creeped closer. In his head, he is totally feeling like that one lion in Africa that isn't so lazy as to make the lionesses go hunt for him. He was Lion, Midori the gazelle—he is about to have some serious lunch.
What an animal. Rawr.
Midori is now opening her bag and pulling her clothes out when she feels something touch her. She screams at the top of her lungs, thinking she just became the one chick in the scary movie that dies naked; sucks to be her. A hand instantly covers her mouth, while another hand wraps around her body:
"Shh! You'll get Hibari over here!" Midori looks behind her and sees Takeshi wearing a monstrous grin. This moment was making Takeshi's list of awesome. (Birthday Sex was #1 on this list)
She pulls his hand away, "What the fuck is your problem! Are you crazy! I thought I was about to be killed or something!" She still freaking out, but is very relieved that it's only her dumb boyfriend that scared her.
He chuckles and turns her around, "Mmmm maybe?" His bites his lip and lets his hands start to wander on her.
As mad as Midori wants to be, she is thinking that sex could be just what the doctor ordered for her frustration; this is a prescription she definitely is down to fill. Her eyes look into his while she says, "You're a jerk for scaring me," but her hands are saying that he was already forgiven as they slide under his buttoned school shirt.
Takeshi grins wider and chuckles again, "Then I'll have to make it up to you."
He leans down to kiss her while leading her backwards onto the bench that's there to sit on while changing. Midori is slightly started when she bumps into it, but quickly asserts what is happening as Takeshi easily laid her down on it, her body is already burning in anticipation. A deep breath escapes with a small lick of the corner of her lip as Takeshi is already making a kiss trail down her stomach as he lightly pinches her nipples. Her eyes close to the tease; he knows how to make feel so good.
Takeshi wasted no time and slid his fingers inside her as he started placing wet, sloppy kisses on her clit. He dick was telling him to hurry up, but Midori seemed a little impatient too seeing how she tugged his hair anxiously. It excited him, but the tease excited him more. He let his tongue slowly glide up and down her lips after small nibbles; Midori squirmed in heat.
"Mmm Takeshi, I don't want to wait." He looked down to him lustfully.
He looked into her eyes, giving her another good lick before responding, "Nope. I want to tease you a little more Midori-chan." He knew exactly how to rile her up.
He starts thrusting his fingers a little harder and deeper as Midori's body starts to twitch. She can't take it; she wants him inside her. She moans at a medium pitch to his flawless technique, and Takeshi's dick throbs harder. As much as he wanted to just whip his friend out and go to town, he wanted Midori to get so desperate that she would do it instead. He knew it wouldn't take much more as she came a little more in his mouth. Takeshi loved it.
Midori's body twitched harder, and he most precious spot was begging her when she snapped. Without any notice, she pushed Takeshi up and got on top of him to start kissing him as she quickly fumbled her hands down the line of buttons, until his shirt and pants were undone (damn, that quick!). Takeshi let out a deep pant as Midori stripped him quickly while biting on his chest hard enough to leave marks—the pain felt so good to him. He only thinks of the next part as he fumbled inside the pocket of his pants for a condom.
Midori was happy to see that he had one on him, since she was just realizing that her backpack stash was empty, and the reserves she has hidden in her room were low. Takeshi is just about out too—time to visit Shamal again. But Midori ripped the package open in a frenzy and slipped it on him faster than a pornstar, sliding in right after.
"Mmmmahh." The ecstasy was just beginning.
Takeshi's eyes were rolling into the back of his head as Midori didn't waste a second on warm up. In her frustration, she started grinding on him hard, feeling his dick stir around inside of her as her clit rubbed against him. Takeshi is in a whole new world at this point; Midori getting this aggressive was a first that he was very happy about. 'Gotta make sure to have sex with her whenever she is mad. I can definitely take some more of this.' A deep groan left him as Midori grinds got harder and faster—it was getting hot as fuck down there. Midori dug her nails into his chest has his throbbing dick stirred inside her harder and deeper. Her clit getting its stimulation too was making it all the better. Takeshi was gripping onto her legs tightly has she moaned louder than ever. He was about to cum already; angry Midori can get down.
"Ahh Takeshi it feel so good!" She was damn near screaming this, her voice bouncing off all the green lockers around.
Takeshi groaned back, "Nnngh, Midori. Don't stop." His tone is airy and faint to the pleasure.
Takeshi's head was tingling as he was on the precipice of his orgasm, and Midori was moaning louder than ever as her head was feeling like it was about to shut down from the overload of so much stimulation. "Midori, I'm about to go." He grabbed her hips to feel some control as her body as on autopilot for this insane orgasm she was about to have. She didn't even really comprehend what Takeshi was even saying at this point. Takeshi started cumming, and Midori's body hit some kid of lusty instinct: right at the end of the line for her orgasm, her hips started rocking so fast you would've thought she was a goddamn robot or something. Takeshi's dick was going wild from it and Midori screamed as is she was being gutted. Takeshi was feeling like a fucking stud now.
But Midori hit her orgasm and stopped.
Lord knows what it was, but she had that mental explosion, and everything had to stop. Takeshi was completely thrown off by it too, cause one second she was running faster than a jackrabbit, and the next she was at a complete halt with her muscles down there clenched around his dick to the extreme and cumming like river. 'This has to be heaven.'
Despite this, Takeshi took the initiative to start moving her hips around for her. Midori moaned and dug her nails into him harder than ever from just how good it felt. Midori was feeling too good to even move, just imagine moving at this point? That puss of hers was in a damn new dimension—and it was great.
What Takeshi found even crazier, was when she finally relaxed her muscles down there from the orgasm finally ending, her whole body just went limp. It even threw Midori off that her elbows buckled, making her crash onto him clumsily. Midori fucked herself up—to the ultimate extreme.
Fuck yeah.
As tempting as the idea was to continue some raunchy locker room sex, the two know it would only be a matter of time till the Disciplinary head would catch wind and fly to them like a bat out of hell to reign down on them with swift tonfa smacks. They are both feeling too awesome to want that.
Walking down the street, Takeshi keeps his arm wrapped around Midori, slightly holding her up and still feeling like the fucking man. It has been almost thirty minutes since they did the dirty, and Midori's legs were still buckling here and there. She looks at Takeshi in a lusty manner as they pass the park again, noting that it has been almost seven months since that Christmas Party. With a smile on her face, Midori was about to say something about it, but is interrupted by another buckling knee:
"Oh shit!" She puts her arms out in front of her.
Takeshi reacts instantly and pulls her into him again—his ego only inflating more.
Looking at the chiseled smirk on his face, Midori smiles back; "Thanks," and the two continue on to Midori's house.
She really did fuck herself up—and Takeshi was down to let her do it again anytime.