Yuuki slept peacefully on her mattress, curled up comfortably under the blankets. When she had arrived home, her parents were gone, but had left a note indicating that they had gone to see what the Cotton-Drifting Festival was all about. The girl shrugged and had stayed up some to wait and see if Mion would come back, but decided that she was too exhausted and went to bed, memories of Mion's and her evening igniting her dreams. A soft knock came at the door and Yuuki stirred, opening her eyes in time to catch the next set of knocks. "What in the world?" she yawned, rubbing her eyes, upset that someone had disturbed her rest. Getting up, she walked slowly to the door and opened it, becoming fully awake when she saw her visitor. "Mii-chan?"
Mion's eyes held no glimmer of emotion, yet her heart jumped with excitement when she saw Yuuki. the young blonde had changed out of her kimono and into simple blue short shorts and an orange tank top that paled in comparison to her amber eyes. The shorts showed more of her legs than Mion would have liked to see at one time and the tank top clung to the curves of her waist so perfectly that Mion had to tear away her gaze just so that she could keep from blushing. "Can I . . . come in?" she asked in a more timid voice than she had intended.
Yuuki smiled and nodded, the heavy veil of sleep lifting form her eyes. "Of course! I said that you can come over anytime you like. Make yourself at home." She stepped aside and gestured for Mion to enter.
Mion stepped in and sat down on a nearby couch, not fully interested in the layout of Yuuki's home. She held the stuffed bear in front of her, staring into its reflective, obsidian eyes. She sighed and held it out to Yuuki who had joined her soon after she had closed the door. "You forgot this," she said stoically, not daring to look her love in the eye.
Yuuki smiled and hugged the bear close to her, pressing it tightly against her small chest. "Thanks. I forgot I forgot it." She buried her face in the back of the toy's soft head and took in a breath, smiling and blushing. "It smells like you."
Mion's eyes snapped open at the statement and she couldn't help but turn her head to face her, her heart hammering so wildly against her ribs that it might break out of her chest. "I . . . have a . . . smell?" she asked, wondering why she didn't notice her body odor before.
Yuuki nodded and sat down next to her, still nuzzling her prized possession. "Uh-huh. It's the sweet scent of cherry blossoms right after they bloom, along with the slightest hint of water. That's one of my favorite smells in the whole world." She smiled innocently and gave the toy an affectionate squeeze.
Mion broke out in a mad blush and twirled some of her hair around her finger, looking away, suddenly embarrassed. "I'm glad you like it, Yuu-chan," she said with a slight smile. "I would be kind of disappointed if you didn't but . . . the reason I came back was . . . Shion . . . Grandma . . ." Her eyes watered up.
Yuuki frowned and inched closer to her, afraid as a frigid chill swept down her spine. "Your family . . . found out? What happened? Are you okay? Can we still be together?" She had heard rumors of what the Sonozaki family could do whenever someone broke the rules of the village. She only hoped, no prayed, that such punishment hadn't befallen her love.
"I . . . had to lie," Mion said, ashamed. "Grandma will whip me and punish me to almost no end if she found out that I really am in love with you . . ." She looked up to meet Yuuki's concerned gaze. "I'm alright, but . . . I had to deny my love for you in order to save both of us. Really, I'm not supposed to be here, but I just had to see you and tell that I'm really, really sorry. I still love you to the depths of my heart and I always will." She sighed and looked away, eyes trained on the ground. "I just wish that everyone could accept our love."
Yuuki's amber eyes widened. Was that true? Would Mion's family really go that far just to keep them apart? She almost felt as if it were her fault for making Mion love her. If it weren't for me being around her as much as I do, then she would probably still be pining for Keiichi. I screwed everything up for her! The blonde retreated from her lover and sat up on the couch, leaning over her knees, the teddy bear dropping from her hands to land at her feet. "I'm sorry," she whispered. "Had I known this would happen . . . I'm sorry for making you fall in love with me, Mion. I really am!" A stray tear slipped from her eye and she didn't bother wiping it away, allowing it to slide down her cheek and to disappear into her lips, tasting its bitter saltiness.
Mion looked hurt as she followed her lover and put a soft hand on her cheek, bringing her closer, emerald eyes shining vibrantly and sincerely. "Don't ever think this is your fault," she ordered in a whisper. When she saw her lover's reaction, her eyes softened as she leaned closer, kissing the trail of her tear and then her tender, fuchsia lips.
Yuuki melted and closed her eyes tightly, kissing Mion as if it might be their last meeting. She edged closer to her, practically coming to sit in her lap, and slung her arms around her neck, turning her head slightly as Mion continued their lip lock. If Mion really was going to leave, then she would always remember the warmth of her skin and the sweet taste of her soft and tender lips.
Mion fell back onto the couch, pulling Yuuki closer and closer to her being, feeling her heartbeat pulse in time with her own. She smiled as the blonde laid herself on top of her and that only spurred her on to kiss all the more passionately. Mion felt pure bliss wash over her being as she smiled a little into the kiss, never wanting this to end. She relaxed and happily let Yuuki take over for a while.
Yuuki was so enveloped in the kiss that she hardly noticed that she was lying on top of Mion, her arms still around her. She could feel Mion's heartbeat through her kimono and was surprised to find that her own was in synch to it. A surge of pure elation pumped through her veins and she couldn't help but smile. So this was what love felt like. Yuuki turned a bright crimson as a thought crossed her and pure emotion overpowered her, all consciousness slipping away. She cracked her lips ever so slightly and licked shyly at Mion's bottom lip.
Mion sighed happily and smiled, pulling her closer, coiling an arm around Yuuki's perfectly slender waist while the other she used to place a hand on her porcelain cheek, feeling the heat of her skin. She cracked her lips open ever so slightly and pushed her tongue out to greet Yuuki's, licking her lips in return.
Unfortunately, air was a basic necessity of life and Yuuki had to pull away. A transparent thread of saliva connected the girls as they panted hard, trying to regain their breathing. "You . . . okay?" Yuuki asked between breaths.
Mion used the back of her hand to wipe the saliva from her lip between breaths and gave her a huge grin with sparkling grassy green eyes. "Never better," she whispered, her voice sweet and silky like honey.
Yuuki smiled happily and got off of Mion, sitting up on one end of the couch. Grasping the teddy bear again she cuddled it close and admitted, "I've . . . never actually kissed like that before." A pink blush colored her cheeks and she smiled as her heart beat faster and faster.
A little upset at the absence of Yuuki's body, Mion, too, sat up and crossed her legs, leaning on the arm of the couch. A soft smile graced her lips as she glanced over to Yuuki, watching her. "Neither have I . . ."
Yuuki blushed darker and said in a barely audible voice, "I kind of liked it." Subconsciously, she touched her lips. They were still tingling.
"So did I . . ." Mion said honestly, her smile widening. She blushed again at how beautiful the blonde looked right then and there.
Yuuki made eye contact and her breath caught. The fading moonlight caught every strand of her emerald hair and she looked just as stunning as she did when they were on the bridge. She turned over on her knees and began to inch forward again, eyes half-lidded with a desire that the American girl had been ignorant to. "Mion . . ." Her voice was barely above a whisper.
"Y-yes?" Mion asked, voice shaking a little as the American Beauty came to her. She noticed the glint of desire in her warm amber eyes and her heart skipped two beats as her mind abruptly went blank. It took all of her willpower not to take the other girl in her arms and show her the true depths of her love.
"Kiss me."
Mion's heart jumped out of her chest with joy as she gladly finished the walk for her as they met in the middle in a passionate embrace. "Yuuki!"
Yuuki slipped into sheer bliss as Mion cried her name. She always liked it when her name would roll off her tongue and slip out of the velvety lips she loved so much. Yuuki held Mion tighter than ever before and crushed her lips against hers roughly, but lovingly, leaning back and allowing Mion to loom over her, winding her fingers into the older girl's long emerald hair. She blushed deeply as Mion lapped at her lips again, requesting entrance. Yuuki more than willingly complied and moaned in her throat as her tongue wrestled with Mion's, both of them fighting for dominance. It was a strange sensation. She had never first-class experienced what a tongue felt like . . . or what it tasted like. It was sweet, almost like honey, and it was all Yuuki could do to savor Mion's exotic flavor. She groaned in pleasure as she lifted her ribcage to inhale deeply before entering a world where the night never ended and she was drowning in its pleasure.
Mion opened her eyes sometime later that night. She was disoriented at first, but gradually became more aware of her surroundings. She was in another room with the pale moonlight shining on her skin. Everything surrounding her was dark and she closed her eyes, hoping to get back to sleep, snuggling into a very warm and very soft body. Body? Mion's eyes snapped open as she pulled back just a tad to stare at Yuuki's sleeping figure. Shock overpowered her at first but relaxed when her eyes adjusted and found Yuuki still fully clothed. Mion sighed. It didn't happen. The Sonozaki girl rolled over on her side and closed her eyes, grasping Yuuki's hand as she drifted back into slumber.
Yuuki shifted in her sleep and whispered Mion's name.
Mion snuggled closer to Yuuki until the tips of their noses touched. She smiled.
Yuuki smiled in her sleep as she released a heavy, warm breath in comfort to the familiar touch.
Mion pecked her once more before finally succumbing to her dreams.
From inside the hall of the Sonozaki mansion, Shion could hear her grandmother discussing something about Mion. Her heart sank to her toes as the words "kissing" and "punsihment" ghosted by her ears. Mion . . . what have you done?
1. You thought I was going to let them go at it like a pair of baby monkeys didn't you? Well, not matter how hot that would have been, no. This story is PG-13 for a reason.
2. Once more, Shion has to be the bearer of bad news. I need to have her get her act together.
3. We're almost done! One more chapter and that's it. Hope you guys have enjoyed it so far and will be satisfied with the ending.
4. Also, I'm tired of stories not being what the reader wants so if any of you have any suggestions on how you would like this to end, feel free to say so in your comment.
Yours Truly,
Inhumunculus