(This fiction is based on the characters and settings created by Oyuki Konno)
A Woman Scorned - Chapter 14
Yumi boarded the bus that would take her downtown to meet up with Arisu at the office to update him on what happened during her meeting with Sachiko on the previous day. As the bus started driving away the brunette started to feel a little uncomfortable. It seemed that most of the women on the bus were staring at her and whispering to each other.
The bus made a stop and a dowdy middle aged home maker boarded the bus. She sat in the empty seat next to Yumi. The older woman glanced over at the brunette again, and her mouth made an 'O' in recognition. She then turned and faced the younger girl and gave Yumi a stern glance. "Home wrecker," the woman spat. "Have you no shame. Messing around with a married man like that. It's indecent."
Before Yumi had a chance to defend herself, an office lady in her twenties spoke up. "Shut your mouth, old woman," she said with sarcasm. "If you had a chance at a handsome man with money, you'd leave your boring, salary-man of a husband in a minute. So don't get onto a girl trying to better herself."
The older woman opened her mouth to reply and shut it immediately as another young woman came over and joined with her friend. "You go girl," the newcomer said, giving Yumi a friendly grin. The brunette smiled and nodded thanks to the two office ladies who came to her aid.
When the bus arrived downtown, the brunette got off and started walking to the offices of Kintarou Software. She stopped off at a drug store on the way, and bought a half dozen pregnancy tests. Her monthly friend should have visited today, and since she didn't feel any signs of it coming, Yumi had high hopes and planned accordingly. She also dropped another envelope off at a courier service to be delivered to Sachiko After her detour she headed off to see Arisu.
XxX
The blonde executive was sitting at his desk re-watching the videos of Suguru and Yumi. He couldn't get enough of them. Not so much for the acts they depicted, but more for the eye candy that took the form of the handsome young man. He was viewing his favorite part. The beginning of the first video, where Yumi's head was bobbing up and down between the young man's legs. In fact, he had zoomed in and enhanced that area, in order to get a better view of Suguru's equipment.
After all that had happened, Arisu never imagined he would have been attracted to THAT man. But here he was watching the video, and feeling jealous of the brunette that had sampled that which he lusted after. He tried to imagine what that long hard tool would feel like sliding up and down his throat and other parts of his body. That thought alone would cause him to get aroused and frustrated. Arisu was just thinking about making a pass at Suguru the next time they met for breakfast when he heard the door to his office open and someone enter.
Red faced he quickly shut down the video. "How many times must I tell you to knock before entering," he said, irritated at the interruption. He looked up and saw Yumi approaching his desk.
The woman entering couldn't help but notice Arisu's nervous embarrassment. "I'm sorry," the brunette responded. "I didn't think we had anything to hide from each other. What are you being so secretive about?"
"N-nothing," the blond executive stammered. "So how did things go with Sachiko yesterday," he continued, changing the subject.
"Well, I think the article hit home," Yumi replied. "You should have seen the look on her face when she first saw me. She still has that fierce glare, but she didn't show any recognition of me. So Suguru wasn't lying when he said she's not all there."
"I'm glad to hear the plan is going well," Arisu stated.
"Yes and I think the videos you sent over helped too," Yumi told the young man. "Although, I wish you had told me about the hidden camera. I would have given a better show, had I known."
"How did you find out about the videos," the executive asked. "Nobody except me knew about the camera."
"Sachiko mentioned them to me yesterday," Yumi lied, protecting Kanako and her actions. "She seemed so jealous. It was wonderful. And the tabloid article was just the frosting on the cake."
Yumi went on to give the young man a play by play rendition of her meeting with heiress. She did neglect to tell him about her phone conversation with the 'other' Sachiko. She didn't want Arisu to have too much information that he could use to undermine her ultimate goal of freeing Mitsuki.
"What do you think the chances are of her accepting your offer," the young man asked.
"Slim to none, I think," the brunette answered. "I just hope we didn't push her too far, that she would do something rash. She can be unpredictable you know."
XxX
The phone on her desk rang as Sachiko was immersed in financial reports. The black haired woman picked it up. "Hello."
"Ojousama, this is Tanaka,"a mans voice responded through the phone. "We found that Kagami woman. She's working for a bio-tech firm in California. What would you like us to do?"
The heiress thought for a second before replying. "Approach her, and tell her we need more information from her, about the sabotage. Bring her to me, and don't take no for an answer. Tell her we'll pay her for her time. I want to see her tomorrow. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes Ojousama," the man named Tanaka said confidently. "I will make it so."
Just as she hung up the phone, there was a knock on her office door. "Come in," Sachiko called out.
"Sachiko-sama, a package was just delivered for you," Nanako said as she entered the office carrying a manila envelope. She held it out in front of her, and waited for her black haired boss to take the proffered envelope.
'I wonder what she sent me this time,' the heiress thought with trepidation, as she gingerly took the envelope from her assistant, as if it were a poisonous snake. "Thank you, Nanako," Sachiko told her subordinate. "That will be all."
Nanako bowed to her boss respectfully, turned, and left the office, closing the door behind her.
Once Nanako had left Sachiko placed the thin package on her desk. She examined it. From the outside it looked harmless, just like the others she had received that week. Her fear came from not knowing what images and feelings the contents would invoke inside her. She carefully picked the envelope up and slit it open with the letter opener she took from her desk drawer.
The heiress turned the envelope upside down to let what was inside fall to the desktop. A picture slid out of the envelope, and landed face down on the desk. The date written on the back of the photo, was in February, about nine years ago. The black haired woman thought back, and couldn't remember anything special that happened during that time, so she slowly turned over the picture.
The picture was taken at Lillian. She was standing in front of the statue of Maria-sama. There were two girls standing in front of her, facing each other. The figure to the right of the picture was her cousin, Touko. She had her head bowed and was about to receive a rosary from the girl on the left. The girl on the left was none other than that woman, Yumi.
'Touko is my petit soeur,' the black haired woman thought angrily. 'How dare that woman take her from me. This has got to be some sort of trick.' But as she thought that, Sachiko felt a slightly warm feeling deep inside her as she looked upon the tender moment depicted in the photograph. Then her anger returned full force without warning. "I'll get you for this, Fukuzawa Yumi," the heiress declared to the empty office.
The black haired executive fished around her purse for her cell phone, taking it out once it was found. She scrolled through her contacts for a number she hadn't used in over five years. She dialed it hoping it was still an active number. "Matsudaira here," a woman's voice answered, cheerfully.
"Touko-chan, do you have a minute to talk," Sachiko asked over the phone.
"What do you want, Sachiko," the younger girl's voice replied in a cold and clipped manner.
The heiress' heart fell when she didn't hear the familiar 'Sachiko, Onee-sama,' Touko used to address her as. "I was just wondering how my petit soeur was doing. We haven't spoken in ages."
"Don't try and pull me into your delusions, cousin. You know very well Yumi, was my Onee-sama, and always will be. Don't look at me to feed into it like Suguru does. I will never forgive you for what you did to her five years ago. So don't come crying to me now that the fragile house of cards you've created for yourself is starting to cave in. I'm surprised it's lasted this long."
"How much is that bitch paying you to play this part, Touko," Sachiko responded hysterically , incensed by the out and out lie she was being told. "You know very well, I gave you my rosary at the beginning of my senior year at Lillian. Why are you betraying me like this."
"What I am saying is the truth, Sachiko," Touko argued. "I'd be betraying Yumi, my real Onee-sama, if I said any different. You really need to get yourself some professional help. Until you do, please don't call me anymore."
"Touko-chan, why are you treating me like this," Sachiko begged as the connection went dead. She screamed in frustration, and slammed the cell phone on her desk, causing the battery to fly across the room.
XxX
Yumi got off the elevator and followed the written directions which brought her to Youko's offices. She gave her name to the receptionist and took a seat on the comfortable leather couch in the waiting area. Minute later a woman with short black hair came out and greeted the brunette with a huge smile.
"Yumi-chan," she exclaimed. "Come give me a hug. It's been ages."
The younger girl got up and embraced the woman two years her senior. "It's nice to see you too, Youko-sama. You're looking well."
"Thank you, Yumi-chan." the older woman replied. "You look like your doing good for yourself also. Have you seen anyone else yet?"
"Not yet," the brunette answered. "My Mom's holding a 'Welcome Home' party for me tomorrow. I hope you can show up. She'll be calling with the specifics later."
"I'd be happy to," Youko said smiling. "But that's not why you're here. Why don't we go to my office, and you can tell me what you need me to do." The older woman led Yumi down a hallway and into her office. She offered the brunette a seat, then went to sit behind her desk. "Suguru, told me a little about what's going on. How can I help you?"
"I'm going to need you to negotiate a contract with the Ogasawara's once I conceive Suguru's child," Yumi started to explain. "You're the only one I can trust to look after the best interests of me and the child."
"Okay, Yumi-chan. Why don't you tell me everything you want to receive. Then we'll go over each item and rank them by importance." The older woman took out some paper and started listing out the conditions, as Yumi spoke them aloud.
After about an hour of discussion, the two women walked out of the young attorney's office. "Thank you for all your help, Youko-sama," the brunette said before they parted. "Just let me know what the bill is, and I'll take care of it."
"Don't worry about the cost, Yumi-chan," Youko replied. "It was worth it just to see you."
"Don't forget to come to the party, tomorrow," the younger girl reminded her senior.
"I wouldn't miss it for the world," the older woman responded, before they parted.
XxX
Mitsuki walked through the door of the Fertility Clinic, held open by a silent man in a dark suit. She signed in with reception, took a sear in the waiting area, and searched for something to read to pass the time until she was called. Her eyes went wide with shock when she saw the picture on the front page of this week's edition of 'The Tattler.' The photograph showed Yumi and Suguru dancing in a club. The pair was so close together that it looked like the two were trying to meld into one another.
The sight reminded the woman of the time when she and Yumi went out with Nanako and Mariko. She had danced with the brunette in the same erotic manner. Jealousy flared inside Mitsuki, as she thought of her precious love, behaving that way with someone besides her.
Her mind switched gears as she remembered the video Sachiko had shown her of those two having sex. 'Yumi sure looked like she was enjoying herself,' the woman thought, picturing the scene in her mind. She didn't know what to believe any more. It was different when she thought that Yumi's indiscretion was to help free her from the situation she was in. It was quite another thing when she found out that her girlfriend seemed to be in a deep relationship with the husband of her captor. Mitsuki read through the article becoming more jealous with every paragraph that described the blossoming relationship between the two love birds. She took the tabloid with her, when she was called in for her appointment.
When she entered the examination room, she didn't even meet the eyes of the beaming Sae-chan. 'Did she do you too,' Mitsuki thought as she regarded the younger girl out of the corner of her eye. The assistant tried to engage the patient in conversation, but gave up quickly when all she received were curt, cold answers to her inquiries. After what seemed like the longest exam in her life, Mitsuki left the clinic and accompanied her guard back to Sachiko's estate.
XxX
Later that night, Sachiko came down from her attic shrine, and went to the guest room where the younger girl was staying. She entered the room and looked at the sleeping woman. Mitsuki was curled up in a ball, fully dressed, with a tabloid magazine laying in the bed next to her.
As Sachiko reached over the woman to grab the book, she caught sight of the sleeping girl's face. The heiress' heart went out to Mitsuki when she saw the faint stains of tear tracks marring the younger girls face. 'What got you so upset, dear,' the black haired beauty thought compassionately. She then looked at the picture on the magazine's cover, and realized why the young girl cried herself to sleep.
"You poor dear," Sachiko sighed quietly, brushing Mitsuki's hair from the woman's face. "She is hurting us both with this game of hers." The heiress stood watching the sleeping girl for a few more minutes, before turning around, walking to the closet, and getting another blanket to cover Mitsuki.
Mitsuki shifted and straightened out in her sleep, while Sachiko covered her. As the younger girl snuggled under the covers, the heiress heard her say in her sleep, "Just hold me, please."
After hearing the plaintive request, the black haired beauty started to feel sorry for Mitsuki. 'She never asked for this,' she thought. 'If it wasn't for 'The Other', she'd be so much more happy.' Feeling lonely and in need of comfort herrself, Sachiko lifted the blanket, settled herself under it, and wrapped her arm around the still sleeping girl. Feeling the warmth from the body next to her, Mitsuki scooted herself back, until she and Sachiko were touching, back to front.
Author's Notes:
A short little set of scenes to set up more of what's to come.
I am sorry again for the extended gap in my postings …. Life has been hectic around here, and I have been putting more time into work, as well as getting things ready for the family vacation. Speaking of which, my next post will be a little later also, since I am headed out into the Caribbean, on a cruise. I'm bringing my tablet with me, so I will be able to write, however I will not be buying internet access on the ship. So if I do have some free time I will be writing more for this story. Until then, thanks for reading and take care of yourselves.