Disclaimer: I own no part of Love Hina, but Sean is me.
Oh, man, I think I've outdone myself this time around. (In what respect, you'll see later on.)
Chapter XXXV: A (Dis)Stressful Valentine's
Thursday, 2/14 2:12 AM
Alicia woke up that morning in the same way she has for almost a month now: with Shinobu at her side. Ever since her birthday, they've spent their nights together, though sleeping is the only thing they actually did. After a while however, such close proximity to such a cute girl would make some very awkward moments for her, and this morning would be no different.
"Oh man," she thought as she looked down, underneath the blanket. Certain bodily fluids have made their presence felt; again. This early morning arousal has occurred so often recently, she couldn't even remember her last dry morning anymore. She glanced over at Shinobu; she was sleeping soundly as though nothing was happening. She has been completely unaware of what Alicia's been going through.
She carefully got out of bed and cleaned up the mess she had made, silently thanking some higher power for being clothed while sharing the same bed as Shinobu. If not, the chances of the blue-haired girl finding out about it would have risen exponentially, especially since they have a tendency to snuggle up close to one another, and she felt the reaction to her condition was probably something she didn't want to see.
"This is starting to get out of hand," she thought as she turned into Sean. "If this keeps up for much longer, I don't know if I'll be able to keep my hormones in check. I may have to spend some nights alone, or at least with someone who can really help me, though I don't want to hurt Shinobu's feelings." Ever since the adjustments to the sleeping arrangements, access to Kitsune and Motoko had been severed. "Maybe if she used that spell to become older--no, we both decided she'd never do that again. It's just not right for her to magically change her age just to be with me, no matter how much I enjoyed it." He forced the memory of that morning out of his mind for the time being, though he had quite a bit of difficulty in doing so, and the side-effects of such thoughts were easily apparent to anyone that should happen to bear witness to it. Luckily, the only other person in the room was fast asleep. "No matter how much I enjoyed it."
He gazed at Shinobu and ran a hand through her hair. "I'll figure something out," he thought. "I damn well better. If not, the pressure could build to a point where I might force myself on you, and I'd never be able to forgive myself if I did that. I doubt the others would, either." He got up and headed out the door, pausing only to look at Shinobu one last time before closing the door.
"I'm going to have to tell her at some point," he said to himself as he made his way down the hallway. "Secrets are never safe around here, and I'd rather divulge my information on my own terms. Nevertheless, I'm surprised nobody's noticed any change in my behavior. Granted, I've tried to keep my actions as they've always been, but they always seem to discover something at one point or another." He sighed as he drew nearer to the changing room, en route to cleaning the hot spring. "At least I'm not turned on all day long; I wouldn't be able to take the strain if I was." When he opened the door, he quickly saw that his problems were far from over on that particular day.
"About damn time you showed up," A very naked Kitsune said.
"Oh, shit," Sean thought, placing his hand over his face, mostly to shield his eyes from Kitsune's bare body. "This is not what I wanted to see this morning." In his effort to look away from her, he noticed a bunch of empty sake bottles strewn about the floor. This gave some idea as to how long she had been there, and the number of them that were still unopened showed just how long she was willing to stay, apparently waiting for his arrival. "Kitsune, what the hell are you doing in here?"
"You mean you can't tell by looking at me?" she asked, drunkenly showing off her curves.
"Clarify it for me," he said, somehow able to keep his cool, despite a certain something else giving away his inner emotions. This didn't go unnoticed by Kitsune; it didn't matter how drunk she was.
"I think you know exactly why I'm here," she said, her usual grin on her face.
"Oh, man," he thought as he reluctantly watched her saunter towards him. "She's do drunk she probably doesn't even know what inhibitions are right now; if she ever did." He watched as Kitsune stepped on one of the empty sake bottles, slipping as it flew out from under her foot. Instinctively, he rushed over and caught her before she made a face plant. "Don't worry, I got you."
"You certainly do," she said, still smiling, her face pressed against his stomach. This got Sean wondering if she didn't do that on purpose. She confirmed his assumptions when she reached for his hips and yanked down both his sweatpants and underwear, exposing his manhood. Since he still had his arms wrapped around her, holding her up, there was nothing he could do to stop it.
"Kitsune…" that was all he could get out before she acted once more. She wrapped her arms around him, pressing more of her body against him.
"Perfect," she thought, observing where she was. She released her embrace, again relying on Sean to keep her semi-upright, and pressed her breasts together, sandwiching his erection between them.
"Kitsune, what the are you doing?!"
"Getting you ready," she simply said.
"Ready for what?" The only response he got was Kitsune rubbing her breasts against him. "Kitsune…" he managed to say. It took all his effort to keep from moaning, but the heavy breathing just couldn't be helped. "Why is she doing this to me?" he thought. "I thought she was done with all this torture stuff." "Kitsune, please don't do this," he said out loud.
"Why?" She asked.
That simple question left Sean with the task of trying to find a convincing excuse other than, "I'm waking up aroused every morning and you're not helping." This proved to be a very demanding undertaking, since Kitsune was unrelenting in what she was doing, and keeping his mind on track was next to impossible. Eventually, he gave up on trying to find an excuse and decided to plead. "Please stop," he begged. "I can't take much more of this!" This was more true than he'd care to admit.
Much to his surprise and relief, she released him from her special grip and got up on her own two feet. It was as though she was waiting to hear those exact words. As she stood up straight, their eyes met. Sean noticed that the look in her eyes was different from her usual torture sessions. "Sean, there's something I've been meaning to tell you," she said. "Well, actually," she added, her face turning red. "it's two things." She held the back of his head and kissed him like there was no tomorrow. A few moments went by and she finally separated. "I'm in love with you, Sean," she said, quickly holding him in a tight embrace.
"She's in love with me?" he thought, not believing his ears. Granted, they've had quite a few intimate moments together in the past, but it's always been a purely physical relationship, or at least that's what he thought. Kitsune's confession came as quite a shock to his system, but the second thing she had to say would threaten to send him into cardiac arrest.
Feeling Sean slowly return the hug made Kitsune a bit more comfortable with what she wanted to say. She moved her mouth close to his ear and whispered the second part of her message: "I want you inside me."
"You WHAT?!" Sean asked, breaking contact. "Run that by me again; I don't think I heard you right."
"I want you inside me," she repeated. "I want us to make sweet love right here, right now."
Now, the thought of having sex with Kitsune wasn't exactly foreign to Sean, but he had always resigned to it being just that; a thought. Now that he had a very real opportunity to make his thought a reality, he knew he had a difficult choice to make. Should he give in to temptation, throw caution to the wind, and have his way with the gorgeous woman standing before him? Of course, there were the downsides to this idea. What would happen if Shinobu found out? What if he got Kitsune pregnant? There were just too many unknown consequences, and he knew it. "I'm sorry," he said, "I can't. We can't."
"But why not?" Kitsune said, on the verge of tears. "We could be so happy together, why don't you want that?"
"Because I'm with Shinobu. I promised I'd save myself for her, you know that."
"But Sean, why would you want to wait so long for her to come of age when you can have me right now?"
She had a good point. For this entire ordeal (especially after Kitsune's confession/request), there has been an intense battle for control within Sean. His mind kept saying that it wasn't right; that he had to remain faithful to Shinobu, but his body was being… very contradictory. With his body pretty much aching for release at this point, he knew he couldn't hold out forever.
"Sean, please," Kitsune said. "I want you so badly right now."
"Kitsune, wait." Sean knew he had to stop this whole thing before something happened that couldn't be undone. "You should wait for the one you plan to be with for the rest of your life."
She rested her hands on his shoulders and looked deep into his eyes. "That's the idea."
Sean's eyes grew wide as he realized Kitsune's intentions. "You can't be serious."
"I've never been more serious about anything in my life."
"That's it! I'm outta here!" Sean tried to walk out, but having his pants down at his ankles kept him from getting anywhere anytime soon. Oh, and Kitsune having a death grip on his arm didn't help, either.
"NO!" She screamed. "I won't let you go!"
"Kitsune, quiet down before you wake up the whole house!" Sean said through his teeth.
"I don't care! I'm not going to let you leave me hanging like this!"
"I guess you leave me with no other option," Sean said with a sigh.
"You mean you'll do me?"
"Not exactly."
"What?" Sean snapped his fingers in Kitsune's face, and her body went limp. He then passed a hand over her body and she vanished without a trace.
"I'm sorry I had to do that," Sean thought. "but you were out of control. You shouldn't let your hormones get the better of you; I should know." He looked at the mess around him. "Looks like I'll have to clean this up… But first a shower is in order. A nice, cold shower." He stepped out of his pants and removed his shirt as he made his way to the showers. "Why do I get the feeling that this day's only going to get worse?"
--- 5:51 AM
Motoko walked up the steps to the roof to find Sean leaning against the rail, staring out at the skyline. "Hello, Sean." He looked over at her, nodded, then turned his gaze back to the horizon. "Is something troubling you?"
"Something, someone, same difference."
"'Someone'?"
"Never mind, it's none of your concern."
Motoko walked over and stood next to him. "If someone here is giving you a hard time, you need to tell someone about it."
"Someone like you, perhaps?"
"Um, well…"
"And what would you do, exactly? Your methods of discipline aren't exactly appealing. I should know; I've been subject to it more than once. If you don't mind, I'd like to deal with this myself. This is a personal matter and…" He had to make sure he didn't reveal too much. "…it would be humiliating for all parties should anyone else find out."
"I understand. I won't pry any further if you feel that way about it. Is there any other way I can be of some help?"
He turned to look at her for just the second time since she arrived, and smiled for the first. "You know, I think there is."
---
"Are you sure about this?" Motoko asked as Sean led her into her room.
"I sure hope so," he said, making sure they weren't followed before closing the door behind them.
"But we usually do this only on weekends."
"Well, I need to clear my mind of what's troubling me for now, and with you, I can think of only one way to do that."
"As you wish," she said as they made their way to the PlayStation set up in the far corner of the room and entered the video game arena they have become familiar with over the last couple months. (Suu let them keep one of the older models of the game system there to better protect their privacy during their training sessions. They both agreed that the lack of an audience would greatly help the process.)
"Are you ready?" He asked after taking a sword from the trunk.
"Of course," Motoko said; she brought her own sword from the outside.
"Thanks for always letting me let off steam when I have to."
"I'm glad I can help."
Sean nodded. "Let's do this." He then charged his sparring partner and their latest battle began.
Motoko couldn't help but notice that he has gotten much better with the sword in recent times. In fact, if she hadn't increased in skill herself, he might actually have been a match for her without magical aid. Of course, that wasn't the case, so their sessions would always end up with Sean getting the short end and, a few times, needing to get regenerated.
This latest bout looked like it wouldn't be any different, as Motoko expertly dodged Sean's attacks and connecting with a few of her own, the last one being a ki blast that sent him skyward. This gave her the chance to use her final attack. "CUTTING EVIL STRIKE, SECOND FORM!!" (Bear in mind, she's still working out the kinks of that move.) Right after she unleashed her attack, she broke out into a run to make sure her opponent's landing wouldn't be as rough as it could be. She knew he would just come back from the dead in this artificial world if need be, but she wanted to keep it to a minimum.
Sean, barely aware of anything at this point, saw Motoko dash for where his eventual point of impact would be and make a diving catch comparable to that of a major league outfielder. The combined momentums of the two caused them to roll along the ground for a ways. "I guess you win again," he said with a smile after they came to a halt.
"Are you alright?" Motoko asked the man who was lying flat on his back.
"I'll live," he said, gazing at the young woman kneeling over him, checking for lasting injuries. Luckily, there were none. Suddenly, he felt a strong gust run through his body. He thought this was odd, as he didn't include such weather patterns into his designs. He looked in the direction from where it came, but found nothing. "Hey, Motoko, did you feel that just now?" he asked, still searching for the source.
"Yes, I did," Motoko said.
Sean looked back at her and didn't know what to be more shocked about; the fact that there was nothing left of her gi but tatters, exposing pretty much everything, or that she was so calm about it. "Motoko, what happened to your clothes?!"
"Maybe you should ask yourself the same thing," she replied.
It was at that instant that Sean realized that he was in the same boat as she was. "How did that happen?" he asked, using his hands to cover himself up.
She just shrugged her shoulders. "Apparently, he doesn't know that I can control the speed of my ki attacks," Motoko thought. (I never said where she was aiming her strike, did I?) If Sean was more aware of things while he was airborne, he would have noticed her taking a curved route to his landing site.
Sean saw Motoko notice his reaction to seeing her in her current state of undress. "Um, maybe I should go before--"
"You don't have to," Motoko said with a calmness that was unsettling to Sean. "I don't mind you seeing me, and I didn't think you'd mind me seeing you."
"You mean you did this?! But why?!" He saw the way she was looking at him, and couldn't shake the feeling of déjà vu. "Where have I seen that look before?" he thought. Suddenly, it came to him: Kitsune. "No," his thoughts continued. "It can't be…"
"Thank you for giving me the chance to show you how I really feel about you," she said.
"Was she planning this the whole time?!" Sean thought. "I didn't want to go through all this again!" His thoughts were halted when Motoko placed her hands on his cheeks and gave his a passionate kiss. "What about Keitaro?" He asked when they eventually separated. "I thought you had feelings for him."
"I've given up on that battle long ago; there's no way I can beat Naru. Besides, I think that since I wasn't used to the feeling, I made it out to be bigger than it was, but with you, I know exactly what my heart's telling me."
"I was afraid of that," Sean thought as he watched and felt Motoko run a finger down his chest… and his stomach… and… "WHOA!!"
"Is something wrong?" Motoko asked, gently stroking his member. "Is this not enjoyable?"
"Yeah, it is, it was just… unexpected, that's all." Motoko continued her actions, bringing his arousal back up to where Kitsune left off. "I can't believe she's doing this," he thought. "Kitsune, sure, but Motoko?!" He knew he had to somehow make another escape before anything happened, and at the rate things were going, he had to be quick about it, but when he tried, Motoko became somewhat less gentle. "AH! Not so rough!"
"Don't make this harder than it has to be," Motoko said, maintaining a tight grip on him.
"Interesting choice of words," Sean thought.
"There's something I need to tell you." Sean nodded, signifying he was listening--as if he had a choice. "Men are born with a sword, and every sword needs a sheath…"
"Oh God, please don't say it," Sean thought.
"…and I want you to use mine." She said it.
"Motoko, what's gotten into you?!"
"Nothing but my love for you," Motoko said. "Please, add more to that."
"I don't want to do this," Sean said, despite his body's constant pleas to the contrary. "You know my heart belongs to another."
"I'm not asking for your heart," she said. "Unless I'm mistaken, Shinobu said she didn't want you to go through the stress of waiting for her to come of age."
"True, but that was before I found another way to take care of that."
"But we haven't been together in so long, I hate to think what it's done to you."
"If only you knew," he thought. "That's because I've been spending my nights with Shinobu."
"You mean you and her have--"
"No, we haven't." He knew that was a lie, but she didn't. "Could you let go of me please?!" She did, only to go back to the gentle caresses. "MOTOKO!!"
"What?" She asked innocently. "You only said to let go."
"I just had to be beaten by a technicality," he thought bitterly. He could feel his time drawing near. If he was to make a clean getaway, he had to do it now, but how? If he tried to squirm away, she'd just tighten her grip on him again. There had to be another way, and he may have thought of it.
Sensing Sean getting closer and closer to climax, and she figured that if he wasn't going to make her complete, she would have to do it herself. Well, something did end up getting inserted into her, just not what she expected. The look of surprise on her face was obvious when she saw Sean jab a dagger into her chest. (In case you're wondering, in this dimension, blood cannot be shed.) "Sean, what are you doing?!"
"Stopping this before it goes too far."
"But why?"
"I'll give it to you straight," Sean said, partially improvising. "If you had gone about all this in a different way, I might have been more willing, but I don't want to be forced to have sex with anyone."
Tears started to fall from Motoko's eyes. "I'm sorry."
"Me too." Sean watched as Motoko's body faded away. "Well, that worked," he said as he stood up and regained his composure. "I guess another cold shower is in order." He then disappeared from the video game world.
---
A few minutes later, Motoko reappeared and instinctively looked at her chest. There was no dagger, no open wound, not even a scar. "So that's what it feels like to die in a video game," she muttered. "I can't believe he'd pull such an underhanded stunt!" This got her thinking. "Though I suppose I was a bit devious as well." She looked around and saw that she was in her room; and also that Sean was nowhere to be seen. As she changed out of what was left of her gi, her thoughts turned to what had transpired. "He wanted to do it, I'm sure of it," she said to herself. "But he's right. I can't force myself on him and expect to get anywhere. I have to change my tactics."
After putting on some regular clothes, she left her room with intentions of finding the man she cared for and try to make amends. As she passed by Kitsune's room, the door opened and said woman stormed out. She had just woken up minutes before from Sean's spell-induced slumber. Like Motoko, her thoughts had quickly turned to said man and after making herself somewhat decent, set out to find him as well, but her intentions were, shall we say, less diplomatic. "Is something wrong, Kitsune?" Motoko asked, noticing her upset expression.
"Have you seen Sean?"
"Well, we had a training session not too long ago, but I don't know where he went after that. I was actually looking for him myself."
"I'm checking his room," Kitsune said in a determined tone.
"I don't think that's such a good idea."
"And why not?"
"Shinobu's probably in there."
"Yeah, so?"
"You really want to wake her up?"
Kitsune looked confused. "What?"
"Well, she's been sleeping in his room with him for a while now."
"She's WHAT?! I should have known that whole innocence thing was just an act!"
"Not exactly," Motoko said. "According to Sean, sleeping is all that happens."
"I guess I can believe it for now if it's from him. Let's split up and search the house for him."
"Yeah, and we can ask Shinobu later on," Motoko added.
--- 6:32 AM
Shinobu woke up to a deceptively peaceful morning. Looking around, she saw Sean sitting against a wall wearing headphones, listening to music. His eyes were closed, so he probably didn't know Shinobu was awake. Slowly, she made her way closer to her. Much to her surprise, when she made contact with him, he flinched violently. When he opened his eyes and saw who it was, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Oh, it's you," he said. "Thank God."
"Is something wrong?"
"This morning just got off to a… stressful start, that's all."
"Is there anything I can do to help?"
"I'll be alright. Music helps me calm down."
"Would you like to help me make breakfast?"
"If you don't mind, I'd like to stay in here. And when you see the others, don't tell them I'm in here."
"Why not?"
"I just feel like being alone for a while."
"You don't want me around, either?"
Sean smiled. "Alright, you're exempt."
"I'll try to come back before I head off to school." After seeing him nod, she left to start preparing the morning meal.
"At least she's still acting normal," Sean muttered. "Maybe this day's looking up." Fat chance.
---
As the day went by, things just kept getting more and more peculiar to the resident chef. When she served breakfast, she noticed that Motoko and Kitsune were quite on edge, and they asked her about Sean's whereabouts the first chance they got. True to her word, she feigned ignorance, but it got her thinking as to why they asked and why Sean told her not to tell. Did Kitsune and Motoko do something to him that morning? She rolled the info she had in her head while she was at school, and she decided to ask him about it later on.
Meanwhile, on the home front, while everyone else was at school, Kitsune took advantage and proceeded to go through the whole house with a fine toothed comb. If Sean was there to be seen, she was going to find him; and when she did he would be hers, and only hers. Luckily, Sean had the foresight to turn invisible just in case such a thing would happen. Watching her search high and low for him brought some much needed humor to his day. Eventually, she gave up, thinking that he'd have to show his face sooner or later.
--- 8:51 PM
Motoko walked into her room after dinner. Anyone could tell she had been getting depressed throughout the day. She sighed as she went out onto her balcony and stared out at the stars. "Was what I did that bad?" she thought. "Sure, I might have been a bit too forward, but I just had to tell him how I felt about him." A tear started to run down her face. "If I had known he would fall off the face of the earth afterwards, I--" A sound from below halted her thoughts.
"Uh, Sean?" Motoko recognized Shinobu's voice. "Are you in here?"
"Yeah," Sean's voice said. Motoko looked on as his body appeared at the balcony directly beneath hers. She knew it wasn't right to listen in on the impending conversation, but she had neither seen him nor heard his voice and she couldn't help herself. Soon after Sean materialized, she saw Shinobu walk up beside him.
"What's going on, Sean?" Shinobu asked, snuggling up close to him.
"I've just been thinking about what's happened."
"Are you going to tell me about it?"
"I guess you might as well know." He sighed before he continued. "I'm sure you've noticed Kitsune and Motoko acting a bit weird, right?"
"Sure, that's what got me wondering in the first place."
"Well, the day started like any other. I went out to go clean the hot spring… and that's when it all started to go downhill."
"What happened?"
"Not what; who. Kitsune was there, naked and drunker than I don't know what."
"What did she do?" Shinobu asked. Motoko wondered the same thing.
"Well, she tried to have sex with me."
"Her too?" Motoko thought. "No wonder he freaked out like he did."
"Is she back to torturing you?" Shinobu asked.
Sean shook his head. "I don't think so. I think she was dead serious about it. She wanted me for herself, and wasn't about to let anything stop her; or at least nothing I could say."
Motoko hung her head. She knew she was guilty of exactly the same thing. "He asked me to help and all I did was make his problems worse," she thought.
"Well," Shinobu started, afraid to ask. "Did she… have her way with you?"
"No. Thankfully, I was able to escape, though it did come quite close."
"Thank goodness," Shinobu said. Motoko thought the same thing.
"But that was just part one," Sedan said, regaining the attention of both girls. "And part two was more upsetting to me." Motoko flinched. "I spent the next three and a half hours thinking about what had happened. At that point, Motoko found me, and I figured a training session with her would clear my mind. Little did I know, I was setting myself up for another round."
"You mean--"
"Yeah, Motoko tried to have her way with me. After some strange chain of events, we both ended up with shredded clothing. Apparently, Motoko had a hand in doing it, but I'm still trying to figure that one out. Anyway, she was as aggressive as she always is. I did end up escaping like with Kitsune, but I definitely had a… harder time doing it."
"You did?"
"Yeah," Sean's face turned red. "She had a tight grip on the situation, if you catch my drift."
"How did you get away?"
"Well, if we weren't in that video game, I probably wouldn't have without being brought up on charges, since I'm pretty sure sticking a knife in someone's chest is illegal. I'm glad I thought of it when I did, 'cuz if I had hesitated for just a minute longer, she would have succeeded in what she set out to do."
"Auu…" Shinobu said, hugging Sean just a little bit tighter.
"I know. The thing I can't understand is, why now all of a sudden? And why both of them in the same day?"
"SEAN!" Motoko's voice startled the two, along with her jumping from her balcony, landing right in front of them. She quickly bowed to them. "I'm sorry for what I almost did to you this morning. I don't know what's come over me. It was wrong for me to force myself on you like I did, but I felt like I had no other choice. I wanted you with every fiber of my being, and to be honest," Motoko blushed brightly. "I still do. Please, I hope you can forgive me."
Sean walked over to her and held her hand in his. "Motoko, let me tell you something. I've been having those feelings as well."
"You have?"
"Yes. In fact, it started not too long after Shinobu and I started sharing the same futon."
"So you're saying you HAVE--"
"No I have not," Sean said through his teeth. "I even turn into my female form to eliminate the risk of that happening. Trust me, I'd never forgive myself if I raped her in her sleep, much less my own." He turned his gaze to Shinobu. "I'm actually surprised you haven't found out sooner." Sean's face turned a bright shade of red. "I've had to… clean up after myself many mornings." He stopped to let his embarrassment fade.
"If you've been having these feelings, why haven't you come to me or Kitsune to help you?" Motoko asked.
"I didn't want to risk hurting Shinobu's feelings. I've been thinking that she may have been the cause."
"Me?" Shinobu asked, surprised at what he said.
"Well, I have been in pretty close contact with you for a while now."
"Sean, I know that I cannot force you to do anything," Motoko said. "but I still wish for you to make me a woman. I do not know how long I can keep these impulses contained before I lash out and force myself on you again, so I formally ask you: will you fulfill my request?"
"NOT UNTIL HE FUCKS ME FIRST!" All present turn to the door to find Kitsune in the doorway. It looked like her desires have taken complete control of her over the course of the day. "You got away from me this morning," she said as she stalked towards her prey. "but I won't let it happen again."
"Oh, crap," Sean thought out loud, looking for an escape route. Kitsune was in the direct line to the door, so that was out, and jumping over the rail didn't exactly sound appealing. He was just considering his last resort magical tactics when a voice could be heard.
"Sean!" Everyone with the line of sight looked outside to see Suu flying towards them on a jetpack. "Grab my hand!" Without a second thought, he obeyed, and as soon as he was secure, the two soared high into the night sky.
"Thanks, Suu," Sean said. As he looked at his rescuer, he noticed something amiss. "Um, your face looks… different." Without a word, she pointed to the moon, which seemed to glow red. This only confused him more. "But how--"
"I'll explain later," Suu said. "But for now…" Sean noticed a peculiar, yet familiar look in her eyes…
---
"Let's see you get out of this one," Stephanie (goddess of love, remember?) said as she watch everything on the big screen TV in her bedroom. In fact, all the events that happened that day were caused by her. She had looked into the hearts of Motoko, Kitsune and minutes earlier, Suu, and found that they all had certain feelings for their landlord. All she did was amplify them and bring them to the surface. She even got Sean's hormones working harder as of late to make things more difficult for him. This was intended to test Sean's will, and he had surpassed her every expectation. "I've got to hand it to him," she muttered as, somehow, Sean escaped Suu's clutches with the chastity of both of them still intact. "As far as sexual temptation is concerned, he's armored like a frickin' tank! He certainly earned my respect, but I've never failed to get someone to cave in before, and I'm not about to give up now, I just have to think of something better to use against him…"
---
Naru and Keitaro were studying in Naru's room when they heard all the commotion coming from outside. "Should we be concerned about that?" Keitaro asked.
"If it doesn't concern us, we shouldn't get involved," Naru said. "Honestly, we need to ask Sean to sound proof our rooms so we don't have to deal with all the crap that goes on around here as much."
End of Chapter XXXV
What did I tell you? Anyway, this is the last holiday chapter I have lined up, and I've got something special planned for next time. See you then! Please R&R! Let's see if we can break the 100 review mark.
Oh, man, I think I've outdone myself this time around. (In what respect, you'll see later on.)
Chapter XXXV: A (Dis)Stressful Valentine's
Thursday, 2/14 2:12 AM
Alicia woke up that morning in the same way she has for almost a month now: with Shinobu at her side. Ever since her birthday, they've spent their nights together, though sleeping is the only thing they actually did. After a while however, such close proximity to such a cute girl would make some very awkward moments for her, and this morning would be no different.
"Oh man," she thought as she looked down, underneath the blanket. Certain bodily fluids have made their presence felt; again. This early morning arousal has occurred so often recently, she couldn't even remember her last dry morning anymore. She glanced over at Shinobu; she was sleeping soundly as though nothing was happening. She has been completely unaware of what Alicia's been going through.
She carefully got out of bed and cleaned up the mess she had made, silently thanking some higher power for being clothed while sharing the same bed as Shinobu. If not, the chances of the blue-haired girl finding out about it would have risen exponentially, especially since they have a tendency to snuggle up close to one another, and she felt the reaction to her condition was probably something she didn't want to see.
"This is starting to get out of hand," she thought as she turned into Sean. "If this keeps up for much longer, I don't know if I'll be able to keep my hormones in check. I may have to spend some nights alone, or at least with someone who can really help me, though I don't want to hurt Shinobu's feelings." Ever since the adjustments to the sleeping arrangements, access to Kitsune and Motoko had been severed. "Maybe if she used that spell to become older--no, we both decided she'd never do that again. It's just not right for her to magically change her age just to be with me, no matter how much I enjoyed it." He forced the memory of that morning out of his mind for the time being, though he had quite a bit of difficulty in doing so, and the side-effects of such thoughts were easily apparent to anyone that should happen to bear witness to it. Luckily, the only other person in the room was fast asleep. "No matter how much I enjoyed it."
He gazed at Shinobu and ran a hand through her hair. "I'll figure something out," he thought. "I damn well better. If not, the pressure could build to a point where I might force myself on you, and I'd never be able to forgive myself if I did that. I doubt the others would, either." He got up and headed out the door, pausing only to look at Shinobu one last time before closing the door.
"I'm going to have to tell her at some point," he said to himself as he made his way down the hallway. "Secrets are never safe around here, and I'd rather divulge my information on my own terms. Nevertheless, I'm surprised nobody's noticed any change in my behavior. Granted, I've tried to keep my actions as they've always been, but they always seem to discover something at one point or another." He sighed as he drew nearer to the changing room, en route to cleaning the hot spring. "At least I'm not turned on all day long; I wouldn't be able to take the strain if I was." When he opened the door, he quickly saw that his problems were far from over on that particular day.
"About damn time you showed up," A very naked Kitsune said.
"Oh, shit," Sean thought, placing his hand over his face, mostly to shield his eyes from Kitsune's bare body. "This is not what I wanted to see this morning." In his effort to look away from her, he noticed a bunch of empty sake bottles strewn about the floor. This gave some idea as to how long she had been there, and the number of them that were still unopened showed just how long she was willing to stay, apparently waiting for his arrival. "Kitsune, what the hell are you doing in here?"
"You mean you can't tell by looking at me?" she asked, drunkenly showing off her curves.
"Clarify it for me," he said, somehow able to keep his cool, despite a certain something else giving away his inner emotions. This didn't go unnoticed by Kitsune; it didn't matter how drunk she was.
"I think you know exactly why I'm here," she said, her usual grin on her face.
"Oh, man," he thought as he reluctantly watched her saunter towards him. "She's do drunk she probably doesn't even know what inhibitions are right now; if she ever did." He watched as Kitsune stepped on one of the empty sake bottles, slipping as it flew out from under her foot. Instinctively, he rushed over and caught her before she made a face plant. "Don't worry, I got you."
"You certainly do," she said, still smiling, her face pressed against his stomach. This got Sean wondering if she didn't do that on purpose. She confirmed his assumptions when she reached for his hips and yanked down both his sweatpants and underwear, exposing his manhood. Since he still had his arms wrapped around her, holding her up, there was nothing he could do to stop it.
"Kitsune…" that was all he could get out before she acted once more. She wrapped her arms around him, pressing more of her body against him.
"Perfect," she thought, observing where she was. She released her embrace, again relying on Sean to keep her semi-upright, and pressed her breasts together, sandwiching his erection between them.
"Kitsune, what the are you doing?!"
"Getting you ready," she simply said.
"Ready for what?" The only response he got was Kitsune rubbing her breasts against him. "Kitsune…" he managed to say. It took all his effort to keep from moaning, but the heavy breathing just couldn't be helped. "Why is she doing this to me?" he thought. "I thought she was done with all this torture stuff." "Kitsune, please don't do this," he said out loud.
"Why?" She asked.
That simple question left Sean with the task of trying to find a convincing excuse other than, "I'm waking up aroused every morning and you're not helping." This proved to be a very demanding undertaking, since Kitsune was unrelenting in what she was doing, and keeping his mind on track was next to impossible. Eventually, he gave up on trying to find an excuse and decided to plead. "Please stop," he begged. "I can't take much more of this!" This was more true than he'd care to admit.
Much to his surprise and relief, she released him from her special grip and got up on her own two feet. It was as though she was waiting to hear those exact words. As she stood up straight, their eyes met. Sean noticed that the look in her eyes was different from her usual torture sessions. "Sean, there's something I've been meaning to tell you," she said. "Well, actually," she added, her face turning red. "it's two things." She held the back of his head and kissed him like there was no tomorrow. A few moments went by and she finally separated. "I'm in love with you, Sean," she said, quickly holding him in a tight embrace.
"She's in love with me?" he thought, not believing his ears. Granted, they've had quite a few intimate moments together in the past, but it's always been a purely physical relationship, or at least that's what he thought. Kitsune's confession came as quite a shock to his system, but the second thing she had to say would threaten to send him into cardiac arrest.
Feeling Sean slowly return the hug made Kitsune a bit more comfortable with what she wanted to say. She moved her mouth close to his ear and whispered the second part of her message: "I want you inside me."
"You WHAT?!" Sean asked, breaking contact. "Run that by me again; I don't think I heard you right."
"I want you inside me," she repeated. "I want us to make sweet love right here, right now."
Now, the thought of having sex with Kitsune wasn't exactly foreign to Sean, but he had always resigned to it being just that; a thought. Now that he had a very real opportunity to make his thought a reality, he knew he had a difficult choice to make. Should he give in to temptation, throw caution to the wind, and have his way with the gorgeous woman standing before him? Of course, there were the downsides to this idea. What would happen if Shinobu found out? What if he got Kitsune pregnant? There were just too many unknown consequences, and he knew it. "I'm sorry," he said, "I can't. We can't."
"But why not?" Kitsune said, on the verge of tears. "We could be so happy together, why don't you want that?"
"Because I'm with Shinobu. I promised I'd save myself for her, you know that."
"But Sean, why would you want to wait so long for her to come of age when you can have me right now?"
She had a good point. For this entire ordeal (especially after Kitsune's confession/request), there has been an intense battle for control within Sean. His mind kept saying that it wasn't right; that he had to remain faithful to Shinobu, but his body was being… very contradictory. With his body pretty much aching for release at this point, he knew he couldn't hold out forever.
"Sean, please," Kitsune said. "I want you so badly right now."
"Kitsune, wait." Sean knew he had to stop this whole thing before something happened that couldn't be undone. "You should wait for the one you plan to be with for the rest of your life."
She rested her hands on his shoulders and looked deep into his eyes. "That's the idea."
Sean's eyes grew wide as he realized Kitsune's intentions. "You can't be serious."
"I've never been more serious about anything in my life."
"That's it! I'm outta here!" Sean tried to walk out, but having his pants down at his ankles kept him from getting anywhere anytime soon. Oh, and Kitsune having a death grip on his arm didn't help, either.
"NO!" She screamed. "I won't let you go!"
"Kitsune, quiet down before you wake up the whole house!" Sean said through his teeth.
"I don't care! I'm not going to let you leave me hanging like this!"
"I guess you leave me with no other option," Sean said with a sigh.
"You mean you'll do me?"
"Not exactly."
"What?" Sean snapped his fingers in Kitsune's face, and her body went limp. He then passed a hand over her body and she vanished without a trace.
"I'm sorry I had to do that," Sean thought. "but you were out of control. You shouldn't let your hormones get the better of you; I should know." He looked at the mess around him. "Looks like I'll have to clean this up… But first a shower is in order. A nice, cold shower." He stepped out of his pants and removed his shirt as he made his way to the showers. "Why do I get the feeling that this day's only going to get worse?"
--- 5:51 AM
Motoko walked up the steps to the roof to find Sean leaning against the rail, staring out at the skyline. "Hello, Sean." He looked over at her, nodded, then turned his gaze back to the horizon. "Is something troubling you?"
"Something, someone, same difference."
"'Someone'?"
"Never mind, it's none of your concern."
Motoko walked over and stood next to him. "If someone here is giving you a hard time, you need to tell someone about it."
"Someone like you, perhaps?"
"Um, well…"
"And what would you do, exactly? Your methods of discipline aren't exactly appealing. I should know; I've been subject to it more than once. If you don't mind, I'd like to deal with this myself. This is a personal matter and…" He had to make sure he didn't reveal too much. "…it would be humiliating for all parties should anyone else find out."
"I understand. I won't pry any further if you feel that way about it. Is there any other way I can be of some help?"
He turned to look at her for just the second time since she arrived, and smiled for the first. "You know, I think there is."
---
"Are you sure about this?" Motoko asked as Sean led her into her room.
"I sure hope so," he said, making sure they weren't followed before closing the door behind them.
"But we usually do this only on weekends."
"Well, I need to clear my mind of what's troubling me for now, and with you, I can think of only one way to do that."
"As you wish," she said as they made their way to the PlayStation set up in the far corner of the room and entered the video game arena they have become familiar with over the last couple months. (Suu let them keep one of the older models of the game system there to better protect their privacy during their training sessions. They both agreed that the lack of an audience would greatly help the process.)
"Are you ready?" He asked after taking a sword from the trunk.
"Of course," Motoko said; she brought her own sword from the outside.
"Thanks for always letting me let off steam when I have to."
"I'm glad I can help."
Sean nodded. "Let's do this." He then charged his sparring partner and their latest battle began.
Motoko couldn't help but notice that he has gotten much better with the sword in recent times. In fact, if she hadn't increased in skill herself, he might actually have been a match for her without magical aid. Of course, that wasn't the case, so their sessions would always end up with Sean getting the short end and, a few times, needing to get regenerated.
This latest bout looked like it wouldn't be any different, as Motoko expertly dodged Sean's attacks and connecting with a few of her own, the last one being a ki blast that sent him skyward. This gave her the chance to use her final attack. "CUTTING EVIL STRIKE, SECOND FORM!!" (Bear in mind, she's still working out the kinks of that move.) Right after she unleashed her attack, she broke out into a run to make sure her opponent's landing wouldn't be as rough as it could be. She knew he would just come back from the dead in this artificial world if need be, but she wanted to keep it to a minimum.
Sean, barely aware of anything at this point, saw Motoko dash for where his eventual point of impact would be and make a diving catch comparable to that of a major league outfielder. The combined momentums of the two caused them to roll along the ground for a ways. "I guess you win again," he said with a smile after they came to a halt.
"Are you alright?" Motoko asked the man who was lying flat on his back.
"I'll live," he said, gazing at the young woman kneeling over him, checking for lasting injuries. Luckily, there were none. Suddenly, he felt a strong gust run through his body. He thought this was odd, as he didn't include such weather patterns into his designs. He looked in the direction from where it came, but found nothing. "Hey, Motoko, did you feel that just now?" he asked, still searching for the source.
"Yes, I did," Motoko said.
Sean looked back at her and didn't know what to be more shocked about; the fact that there was nothing left of her gi but tatters, exposing pretty much everything, or that she was so calm about it. "Motoko, what happened to your clothes?!"
"Maybe you should ask yourself the same thing," she replied.
It was at that instant that Sean realized that he was in the same boat as she was. "How did that happen?" he asked, using his hands to cover himself up.
She just shrugged her shoulders. "Apparently, he doesn't know that I can control the speed of my ki attacks," Motoko thought. (I never said where she was aiming her strike, did I?) If Sean was more aware of things while he was airborne, he would have noticed her taking a curved route to his landing site.
Sean saw Motoko notice his reaction to seeing her in her current state of undress. "Um, maybe I should go before--"
"You don't have to," Motoko said with a calmness that was unsettling to Sean. "I don't mind you seeing me, and I didn't think you'd mind me seeing you."
"You mean you did this?! But why?!" He saw the way she was looking at him, and couldn't shake the feeling of déjà vu. "Where have I seen that look before?" he thought. Suddenly, it came to him: Kitsune. "No," his thoughts continued. "It can't be…"
"Thank you for giving me the chance to show you how I really feel about you," she said.
"Was she planning this the whole time?!" Sean thought. "I didn't want to go through all this again!" His thoughts were halted when Motoko placed her hands on his cheeks and gave his a passionate kiss. "What about Keitaro?" He asked when they eventually separated. "I thought you had feelings for him."
"I've given up on that battle long ago; there's no way I can beat Naru. Besides, I think that since I wasn't used to the feeling, I made it out to be bigger than it was, but with you, I know exactly what my heart's telling me."
"I was afraid of that," Sean thought as he watched and felt Motoko run a finger down his chest… and his stomach… and… "WHOA!!"
"Is something wrong?" Motoko asked, gently stroking his member. "Is this not enjoyable?"
"Yeah, it is, it was just… unexpected, that's all." Motoko continued her actions, bringing his arousal back up to where Kitsune left off. "I can't believe she's doing this," he thought. "Kitsune, sure, but Motoko?!" He knew he had to somehow make another escape before anything happened, and at the rate things were going, he had to be quick about it, but when he tried, Motoko became somewhat less gentle. "AH! Not so rough!"
"Don't make this harder than it has to be," Motoko said, maintaining a tight grip on him.
"Interesting choice of words," Sean thought.
"There's something I need to tell you." Sean nodded, signifying he was listening--as if he had a choice. "Men are born with a sword, and every sword needs a sheath…"
"Oh God, please don't say it," Sean thought.
"…and I want you to use mine." She said it.
"Motoko, what's gotten into you?!"
"Nothing but my love for you," Motoko said. "Please, add more to that."
"I don't want to do this," Sean said, despite his body's constant pleas to the contrary. "You know my heart belongs to another."
"I'm not asking for your heart," she said. "Unless I'm mistaken, Shinobu said she didn't want you to go through the stress of waiting for her to come of age."
"True, but that was before I found another way to take care of that."
"But we haven't been together in so long, I hate to think what it's done to you."
"If only you knew," he thought. "That's because I've been spending my nights with Shinobu."
"You mean you and her have--"
"No, we haven't." He knew that was a lie, but she didn't. "Could you let go of me please?!" She did, only to go back to the gentle caresses. "MOTOKO!!"
"What?" She asked innocently. "You only said to let go."
"I just had to be beaten by a technicality," he thought bitterly. He could feel his time drawing near. If he was to make a clean getaway, he had to do it now, but how? If he tried to squirm away, she'd just tighten her grip on him again. There had to be another way, and he may have thought of it.
Sensing Sean getting closer and closer to climax, and she figured that if he wasn't going to make her complete, she would have to do it herself. Well, something did end up getting inserted into her, just not what she expected. The look of surprise on her face was obvious when she saw Sean jab a dagger into her chest. (In case you're wondering, in this dimension, blood cannot be shed.) "Sean, what are you doing?!"
"Stopping this before it goes too far."
"But why?"
"I'll give it to you straight," Sean said, partially improvising. "If you had gone about all this in a different way, I might have been more willing, but I don't want to be forced to have sex with anyone."
Tears started to fall from Motoko's eyes. "I'm sorry."
"Me too." Sean watched as Motoko's body faded away. "Well, that worked," he said as he stood up and regained his composure. "I guess another cold shower is in order." He then disappeared from the video game world.
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A few minutes later, Motoko reappeared and instinctively looked at her chest. There was no dagger, no open wound, not even a scar. "So that's what it feels like to die in a video game," she muttered. "I can't believe he'd pull such an underhanded stunt!" This got her thinking. "Though I suppose I was a bit devious as well." She looked around and saw that she was in her room; and also that Sean was nowhere to be seen. As she changed out of what was left of her gi, her thoughts turned to what had transpired. "He wanted to do it, I'm sure of it," she said to herself. "But he's right. I can't force myself on him and expect to get anywhere. I have to change my tactics."
After putting on some regular clothes, she left her room with intentions of finding the man she cared for and try to make amends. As she passed by Kitsune's room, the door opened and said woman stormed out. She had just woken up minutes before from Sean's spell-induced slumber. Like Motoko, her thoughts had quickly turned to said man and after making herself somewhat decent, set out to find him as well, but her intentions were, shall we say, less diplomatic. "Is something wrong, Kitsune?" Motoko asked, noticing her upset expression.
"Have you seen Sean?"
"Well, we had a training session not too long ago, but I don't know where he went after that. I was actually looking for him myself."
"I'm checking his room," Kitsune said in a determined tone.
"I don't think that's such a good idea."
"And why not?"
"Shinobu's probably in there."
"Yeah, so?"
"You really want to wake her up?"
Kitsune looked confused. "What?"
"Well, she's been sleeping in his room with him for a while now."
"She's WHAT?! I should have known that whole innocence thing was just an act!"
"Not exactly," Motoko said. "According to Sean, sleeping is all that happens."
"I guess I can believe it for now if it's from him. Let's split up and search the house for him."
"Yeah, and we can ask Shinobu later on," Motoko added.
--- 6:32 AM
Shinobu woke up to a deceptively peaceful morning. Looking around, she saw Sean sitting against a wall wearing headphones, listening to music. His eyes were closed, so he probably didn't know Shinobu was awake. Slowly, she made her way closer to her. Much to her surprise, when she made contact with him, he flinched violently. When he opened his eyes and saw who it was, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Oh, it's you," he said. "Thank God."
"Is something wrong?"
"This morning just got off to a… stressful start, that's all."
"Is there anything I can do to help?"
"I'll be alright. Music helps me calm down."
"Would you like to help me make breakfast?"
"If you don't mind, I'd like to stay in here. And when you see the others, don't tell them I'm in here."
"Why not?"
"I just feel like being alone for a while."
"You don't want me around, either?"
Sean smiled. "Alright, you're exempt."
"I'll try to come back before I head off to school." After seeing him nod, she left to start preparing the morning meal.
"At least she's still acting normal," Sean muttered. "Maybe this day's looking up." Fat chance.
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As the day went by, things just kept getting more and more peculiar to the resident chef. When she served breakfast, she noticed that Motoko and Kitsune were quite on edge, and they asked her about Sean's whereabouts the first chance they got. True to her word, she feigned ignorance, but it got her thinking as to why they asked and why Sean told her not to tell. Did Kitsune and Motoko do something to him that morning? She rolled the info she had in her head while she was at school, and she decided to ask him about it later on.
Meanwhile, on the home front, while everyone else was at school, Kitsune took advantage and proceeded to go through the whole house with a fine toothed comb. If Sean was there to be seen, she was going to find him; and when she did he would be hers, and only hers. Luckily, Sean had the foresight to turn invisible just in case such a thing would happen. Watching her search high and low for him brought some much needed humor to his day. Eventually, she gave up, thinking that he'd have to show his face sooner or later.
--- 8:51 PM
Motoko walked into her room after dinner. Anyone could tell she had been getting depressed throughout the day. She sighed as she went out onto her balcony and stared out at the stars. "Was what I did that bad?" she thought. "Sure, I might have been a bit too forward, but I just had to tell him how I felt about him." A tear started to run down her face. "If I had known he would fall off the face of the earth afterwards, I--" A sound from below halted her thoughts.
"Uh, Sean?" Motoko recognized Shinobu's voice. "Are you in here?"
"Yeah," Sean's voice said. Motoko looked on as his body appeared at the balcony directly beneath hers. She knew it wasn't right to listen in on the impending conversation, but she had neither seen him nor heard his voice and she couldn't help herself. Soon after Sean materialized, she saw Shinobu walk up beside him.
"What's going on, Sean?" Shinobu asked, snuggling up close to him.
"I've just been thinking about what's happened."
"Are you going to tell me about it?"
"I guess you might as well know." He sighed before he continued. "I'm sure you've noticed Kitsune and Motoko acting a bit weird, right?"
"Sure, that's what got me wondering in the first place."
"Well, the day started like any other. I went out to go clean the hot spring… and that's when it all started to go downhill."
"What happened?"
"Not what; who. Kitsune was there, naked and drunker than I don't know what."
"What did she do?" Shinobu asked. Motoko wondered the same thing.
"Well, she tried to have sex with me."
"Her too?" Motoko thought. "No wonder he freaked out like he did."
"Is she back to torturing you?" Shinobu asked.
Sean shook his head. "I don't think so. I think she was dead serious about it. She wanted me for herself, and wasn't about to let anything stop her; or at least nothing I could say."
Motoko hung her head. She knew she was guilty of exactly the same thing. "He asked me to help and all I did was make his problems worse," she thought.
"Well," Shinobu started, afraid to ask. "Did she… have her way with you?"
"No. Thankfully, I was able to escape, though it did come quite close."
"Thank goodness," Shinobu said. Motoko thought the same thing.
"But that was just part one," Sedan said, regaining the attention of both girls. "And part two was more upsetting to me." Motoko flinched. "I spent the next three and a half hours thinking about what had happened. At that point, Motoko found me, and I figured a training session with her would clear my mind. Little did I know, I was setting myself up for another round."
"You mean--"
"Yeah, Motoko tried to have her way with me. After some strange chain of events, we both ended up with shredded clothing. Apparently, Motoko had a hand in doing it, but I'm still trying to figure that one out. Anyway, she was as aggressive as she always is. I did end up escaping like with Kitsune, but I definitely had a… harder time doing it."
"You did?"
"Yeah," Sean's face turned red. "She had a tight grip on the situation, if you catch my drift."
"How did you get away?"
"Well, if we weren't in that video game, I probably wouldn't have without being brought up on charges, since I'm pretty sure sticking a knife in someone's chest is illegal. I'm glad I thought of it when I did, 'cuz if I had hesitated for just a minute longer, she would have succeeded in what she set out to do."
"Auu…" Shinobu said, hugging Sean just a little bit tighter.
"I know. The thing I can't understand is, why now all of a sudden? And why both of them in the same day?"
"SEAN!" Motoko's voice startled the two, along with her jumping from her balcony, landing right in front of them. She quickly bowed to them. "I'm sorry for what I almost did to you this morning. I don't know what's come over me. It was wrong for me to force myself on you like I did, but I felt like I had no other choice. I wanted you with every fiber of my being, and to be honest," Motoko blushed brightly. "I still do. Please, I hope you can forgive me."
Sean walked over to her and held her hand in his. "Motoko, let me tell you something. I've been having those feelings as well."
"You have?"
"Yes. In fact, it started not too long after Shinobu and I started sharing the same futon."
"So you're saying you HAVE--"
"No I have not," Sean said through his teeth. "I even turn into my female form to eliminate the risk of that happening. Trust me, I'd never forgive myself if I raped her in her sleep, much less my own." He turned his gaze to Shinobu. "I'm actually surprised you haven't found out sooner." Sean's face turned a bright shade of red. "I've had to… clean up after myself many mornings." He stopped to let his embarrassment fade.
"If you've been having these feelings, why haven't you come to me or Kitsune to help you?" Motoko asked.
"I didn't want to risk hurting Shinobu's feelings. I've been thinking that she may have been the cause."
"Me?" Shinobu asked, surprised at what he said.
"Well, I have been in pretty close contact with you for a while now."
"Sean, I know that I cannot force you to do anything," Motoko said. "but I still wish for you to make me a woman. I do not know how long I can keep these impulses contained before I lash out and force myself on you again, so I formally ask you: will you fulfill my request?"
"NOT UNTIL HE FUCKS ME FIRST!" All present turn to the door to find Kitsune in the doorway. It looked like her desires have taken complete control of her over the course of the day. "You got away from me this morning," she said as she stalked towards her prey. "but I won't let it happen again."
"Oh, crap," Sean thought out loud, looking for an escape route. Kitsune was in the direct line to the door, so that was out, and jumping over the rail didn't exactly sound appealing. He was just considering his last resort magical tactics when a voice could be heard.
"Sean!" Everyone with the line of sight looked outside to see Suu flying towards them on a jetpack. "Grab my hand!" Without a second thought, he obeyed, and as soon as he was secure, the two soared high into the night sky.
"Thanks, Suu," Sean said. As he looked at his rescuer, he noticed something amiss. "Um, your face looks… different." Without a word, she pointed to the moon, which seemed to glow red. This only confused him more. "But how--"
"I'll explain later," Suu said. "But for now…" Sean noticed a peculiar, yet familiar look in her eyes…
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"Let's see you get out of this one," Stephanie (goddess of love, remember?) said as she watch everything on the big screen TV in her bedroom. In fact, all the events that happened that day were caused by her. She had looked into the hearts of Motoko, Kitsune and minutes earlier, Suu, and found that they all had certain feelings for their landlord. All she did was amplify them and bring them to the surface. She even got Sean's hormones working harder as of late to make things more difficult for him. This was intended to test Sean's will, and he had surpassed her every expectation. "I've got to hand it to him," she muttered as, somehow, Sean escaped Suu's clutches with the chastity of both of them still intact. "As far as sexual temptation is concerned, he's armored like a frickin' tank! He certainly earned my respect, but I've never failed to get someone to cave in before, and I'm not about to give up now, I just have to think of something better to use against him…"
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Naru and Keitaro were studying in Naru's room when they heard all the commotion coming from outside. "Should we be concerned about that?" Keitaro asked.
"If it doesn't concern us, we shouldn't get involved," Naru said. "Honestly, we need to ask Sean to sound proof our rooms so we don't have to deal with all the crap that goes on around here as much."
End of Chapter XXXV
What did I tell you? Anyway, this is the last holiday chapter I have lined up, and I've got something special planned for next time. See you then! Please R&R! Let's see if we can break the 100 review mark.