A/N- Yo! Hey guys! Um enjoy :)
Disclaimer: I do not own Mai Hime
Night had fallen, covering the streets in flashes of darkness peeking vaguely through the cascade of headlights, city lights, and street lights on the highway. The Ducati 650 streetfighter zoomed past countless blurs of cars and trucks turning off the highway to a side-street, as the blunette's thoughts put her driving into a dangerous autopilot. I-I'm taking her home. That's all. No need to be jittery, she just asked cause I'm paid to do this. This is my job. Well technically I'm off, seeing how I was asked this as a favor…and cause she's *gulp* on me…MY BIKE! SHE'S ON MY BIKE! Mou brain get your mind out of the gutter!
"Left here." A calm voice echoed through her helmet blissfully interrupting Natsuki's battle of annoyingly persistent dirty thoughts. She nodded as she shifted her hips and turned the bike sideways, causing the passenger to do the same.
Okay maybe the turn didn't need to be THAT wide but, who could blame me? Her body just feels so good! Not that I was thinking about feeling her body you know! I was ju-
"Natsuki, Natsuki! It's this one right here." The crimson eyed goddess informed.
"Oh, heh sorry." Was all she replied as she drove into a small suburban house driveway. Parking in front of the garage, the blunette cut the engine and released the kickstand. The house was moderately sized, basic colored, had a nicely trimmed front lawn with a patch of a garden leading to a pristine looking porch at the front door. Huh…somehow I expected something more along the lines of a mansion…hey with her family's money she could definitely afford that and then some. Haha I'll admit the white fence is a nice touch though.
"Hey, Shiz..u…ooh.." Natsuki turned her head around only to catch the brunette removing her helmet and whipping her hair out of her face, causing most of it to fall over her right shoulder. Her body was thrusted forward in a stretch as her left arm gripped the back of the bike. The brunette drew her chin up, showing off the silky smooth flesh of her neck. So tempting… The moonlight bouncing off of the woman's skin was creating a quaky feeling in Natsuki's bones.
At the time, the only thought going through her mind was to whip her arms around the waist of the goddess, crash their bodies together and devour every inch of skin that presented itself. The blunette felt her body heat rise again for the hundredth time that night. Going from feeling Shizuru's embrace pushed up against her back, to watching her stretch on her Ducati, Natsuki felt like she was going to lose it! Just a little… a small touch…she won't even notice. Natsuki's hands inched closer and closer to the object of her affections, tongue darting out unconsciously to moisten her hungry lips. If she suspects, I'll just say it was an accident. Yeah… The blunette's hands hovered on the sides of Shizuru's hips, just waiting for the final boost of adrenaline. Fingers separated waving around in the air surrounding that perfect body, careful not to be premature. Only a bit more...I want, no I need something, anything, CONTACT! Fingers casually brushed against the silky fabric a Shizuru's light purple blouse. ….
No. Her fingers balled up and quickly retreated back to her sides. "I can't." The blunette muttered to herself sadly as she shook off her hormones with waves of pity.
She's not mine.
Natsuki hopped off the bike snapping the brunette into reality as her eyes opened revealing a tinge of disappointment that went unnoticed by the depressed biker. Without words, the two made their way up to the porch of the house. Guess I'd better go now, she's probably ready to get some sleep.
Forcing a small smile, Natsuki gave a nod after the brunette finally met her eyes, she waved and turned to walk back to her bike.
"Matte Natsuki." Shizuru called out, reaching and catching the blunette's arm in a gentle hold.
"Hmm?" She asked as she turned to see a sweet smile wipe across the brunette's face, she couldn't help but give back a slightly goofy grin.
"Would Natsuki like to have something to eat or drink before she leaves?" The brunette asked with that same look of hope in her eyes as before. Why does she keep giving me that vulnerable look? Does she know how hard it is to resist- no, I can't stay. At this rate, I'll probably end up leading her into a mistake..
The grin slid off of her face and was replaced by a simple curve of the lips. "I can't." she repeated to herself, not aware of the sharp hearing of her goddess.
"You can." The brunette answered while slowly leading Natsuki back up the stairs to the porch and towards the door. Before the blunette could register past the intoxicating sight of passionate crimson to stop her movements, she heard the door shut behind her and felt the room temperature wrap comfortably around her body.
*Sigh* Well there goes my resolve. Way to go Kuga- her evil side brain mocked. Oh shut up!
"What would Natsuki like?" The brunette asked as she made her way to the kitchen. The blunette followed close after.
You. " *Ah-hem* M-mango nectar would be good, i-if you have some I mean.." She smiled sheepishly and scratched the back of her neck a too little hard to punish herself for thinking like that in front of Shizuru. It wouldn't be a lie hehehe-evil Natsuki added. The brunette nodded and pulled out a container and started pouring the contents into a cup. See those hands? Don't you want them all- don't even finish that sentence! she thought back at the evil nat in her head. Or what? It taunted. *SHLING!* An imaginary samurai sword popped into her hands. Nice try, but for you, bad always wins! Sooner or later…The blade disintegrated and turned into a pile of pink dust in her palms. NOW! Where was I? Oh yeah, you were wishing her nice, soft, curvy feminine body was clutching onto you, as you roll onto satin silk sheets and-
"Nooo! Stop it! I can't take any more of this!" Natsuki screamed angrily out loud. Crap did I say that out loud? She slowly turned her head to find an evilly smirking Shizuru staring back at her.
"Ara if Natsuki can't take anymore, why doesn't she let go of herself?" The teasing tone of the crimson eyed woman caused the blunette to flash a confused look before glancing down at herself to check what she was talking about.
Eh? EHHH? AGH nonono! Natsuki's face lit up to the color of a fresh candy apple after seeing the position she was in. Her left hand had found its way under her own shirt and was resting across her bare side, while her other hand was placed on the inside of her thigh, dangerously close to her pant zipper. ACK WTH? The blunette yanked her hands away and shoved them into her pockets, nervously soaking up the Kyoto woman's merciless laughter. "S-Shizuru! I-It's not like that!"
"Oh? Then how is it Na-tsu-ki?" Shizuru's words dragged in her ear. Natsuki gave herself a few moments to try to figure out something smart to come up with. Eventually coming up with nothing, she simply replied with a quiet 'Baka' and headed to the living room with her juice.
The brunette followed after, sitting herself beside Natsuki who was still obviously flustered due to the full-faced blush and her eyes darting from one place to another purposely avoiding the crimson gaze. Somehow the blunette sensed Shizuru getting a little upset at the avoidance and relented to eye contact. The brunette smiled. Natsuki smiled back. Shizuru reached out a hand and cup the cheek of Natsuki who leaned into the embrace. They gazed into each other's eyes deeply, and smiled pointlessly. Another blush crept upon her cheeks as she thought of the past exchanges the two had had. Come to think of it, how does this keep happening!? I have to change the topic quick before I get lost in her presence again.
"S-so how did you and Tate end up together?" She asked, mentally punching herself in the face for ruining the moment, but then again she was curious. The hand slowly slid off her face as the brunette looked down. She must have forgot as well. "Tate," she paused and took a moment to regain her emotions before she continued. "It was back when I was thirteen and he was fifteen. I remember the day we met, I was in a very foul mood due to my father's ladylike rules and my mother's intolerance, so I made a choice to do what I had to do to just get through the meeting. When the Yuiichi's arrived my mother all but flew me through the hall to greet the heir to the ad. Corp. He gave me a warm smile that I returned respectfully and after a bit of mingling dinner was served. After dinner, my parents excused themselves for a 'private' discussion."
"Being the slightly rebellious teen I was, I crept in the kitchen and hid behind the countertop to eavesdrop. What I learned caused me to jolt upwards, alarming them of my presence, and bolt out of the home with my mother and maids shouting my name from behind."
Natsuki turned her body sideways on the couch to really see without straining. "So what did you find out?"
Shizuru gave a calm smile at the blunette's spark of interest, and had to resist the urge to tease her a little. "They were arranging an engagement between myself and Tate to gain 50% control of Y.A agency." They would so far as to give up their daughter's happiness and free will to simply benefit their business?
Natsuki balled up her fists trying to release some of the anger that built up upon the sudden realization. "Perhaps I should stop…?" the brunette proposed seeing how upset Natsuki was becoming.
Natsuki came forward a bit and placed her hand on top of the crimson eyed woman's hand encouragingly. "Go on Shizuru, what happened after you left?" She nodded. " At the time the only activity that served to calm my nerves, was going for a swim in our estate's infinity pool. I had not known that they had followed me until my name was yelled yet again. My instincts took over and I prepped to run, unfortunately I slipped and fell headfirst into the shallow end. Floating there I found I could not summon the strength to move and without air I began to panic, causing my body to sink even faster edging towards the end." Natsuki squeezed the hand tightly as her eyes started to widen.
The brunette couldn't help but chuckle at the girl that now looked like a sad puppy. "Ara, I hope Natsuki does not think that I died…"
"Baka! I was just worried about you that's all! Of course I know you didn't die!" She growled and motion for her to go on, and she saw a light blush come and go as fast as it came.
"That's when Tate came in and grabbed me pulling my limp body back to the surface. I remember choking and coughing up the fluid that was suspended in my lungs. When I opened my eyes I saw him above me, clothes wet and panting. My father grabbed and pulled me into a tight hug, not caring about his suit. We've been dating ever since…" she finished with a faraway look in her crimson colored eyes.
I see. He saved her life and her parents are supportive of them. "So is this something out of pity? Or" *gulp* Stop talking stop talking…"d-do y-you l-"
"I am indebted to him, in fact I owe him my life." Shizuru replied. Natsuki loosened her grip on the hand.
"Oh." Well. There's my answer I guess. "I better g-"
"No," She answered. "I do not love him nor do I think he loves me in that way. We are however very attached to one another. So much that I think if we had to get married someday, I'd be okay with it."
*Anger* "You'd be 'okay' with the fact that you will be forced to marry someone you don't love?! For who's sake? Your father's sake? Natsuki stood and yelled balling her fists in fury.
"Natsuki, please calm down I-" What?
"No! No I will not 'calm down' Shizuru this is ridiculous, have you ever even been allowed to love someone before? Do you even know what love is?!"
The brunette looked half-insulted, while Natsuki tried to breathe and refrain from yelling even more.
"Of course I do." Shizuru answered, this time with more bass in her voice. Still! They have no right to dictate feelings or any other thing in their daughter's life to be honest! And the fact that she says she's 'okay' with it is just-! Maybe I should calm down after all.
"I don't believe you." Why am I saying these things?
"So you're calling me a liar?" The brunette asked as she stood face to face. They both looked at eachother, standing in silence obviously angry but for different reasons.
"I n-never said that.." Maybe I went too far…
"You did." Shizuru turned away and grabbed both cups and began walking back to the kitchen. "Sumimasen."
"Wait Shizuru, Look I'm sorry if I went too far." Natsuki stopped behind the brunette, but she wouldn't even turn around to look back. That's it! Natsuki forcefully took one of the brunette's hands causing her to drop the empty cups to the floor in surprise. Unfortunately she still would not look at the biker. Crimson eyes just trained themselves on the plain carpet.
"Let go." came the short order from Shizuru.
"No." Natsuki tightened her hold on Shizuru's hands. This time the brunette snapped, she finally turned to look in invading emeralds, flashing her own angered crimson orbs. "Natsuki let go!" She shouted..She actually shouted! The blunette however kept her hands gripped on Shizuru's wrists, staring. Natsuki pushed the two of them back until Shizuru's back was pressed against the wall, cornering her from escaping. Suddenly the rage faded into a more blank expression. No theres no way I'm letting go after all this. Talk to me Shizuru, what are you keeping hidden from me? I can tell theres something by the way you're looking at me now. Just..SAY IT! The brunette looked down, her shoulders started to shake as drips began sliding down her face. I-Is she crying? "Shizuru, I …I'm sorry I-" Natsuki released her grip and let her hands fall back to her sides. Did I hurt her?
"Please go." Shizuru whispered, head still faced down tears somehow being controlled.
Natsuki stood there in surprise for a few moments before speaking again, this time much softer to get a serious answer. " Is that really what you want?" There was no reply. Fine. The blunette turned and walked to the door, put on her shoes, and reached for the doorknob until she felt something tugging at her leather jacket.
"Natsuki…" a soft voice echoed, accent strangled careful not to over speak. The biker turned around sharply this time facing her intruder with intense anger and confusion.
"What do you want from me Shizuru?!"
"I want you to stay out of my head!" Shizuru shouted showing her tear-glazed crimson eyes. "You! The constant topic of my mind. When I'm alone I miss the sound of your voice, the adorable blush, the way you call my name, catching your glance through the mirror, your nervous speech when you're being sweet. Every day is torture because all I want is you Natsuki! Why? Why.." Tears were free-falling down the brunette's face but she couldn't care less, eyes never left dominant emerald.
Natsuki couldn't speak for several long moments. She just stood there paralyzed from what her goddess, her desire, her Shizuru just confessed. "…Natsuki what am I to you?" The brunette asked desperately. Misunderstanding the biker's silence for rejection she let out a bitter chuckle. "I see."
The latter words seemed to slap the dumbstruck blunette back to existence. No thoughts or doubts went through her mind as she stomped towards where Shizuru was standing. The way the brunette idly watched her every movement in confusion was the cutest thing she'd ever seen, but even that could not distract her. The blunette clutched both arms of the brunette and crashed her body onto the goddess's in a tight embrace. Natsuki's right hand slipped up to hold soft chestnut strands and guide Shizuru's head to her shoulder, as her left arm curved around the waist she had longed to touch. The blunette slowly inched closer to Shizuru's ear, heart beating hard but quiet, and emotions feeling stronger by the minute.
"I love you."
Natsuki felt the body she held tense up and shudder at her confession, instead of pulling away to give space and time to register, she just held on tighter. Two arms snaked up hugging her lower back tightly. Shizuru adjusted herself so that she could now look into emeralds tenderly. "N-Natsu-"
"Hush." She silenced as she gently pressed her lips to the brunette's. Cue…the electricity.
Natsuki jumped out of bed, two and a half minutes before her morning alarm. As she drove, she happily let people cut in front of her with or without her permission. She was just so happy. The only thing she thought of all morning was… Shizuru. The blunette hurriedly parked and got off her bike and walked directly into the building with her uniform on. The lobby doors opened.
"Hey there Midori-chan! How are you today?" Natsuki said with a large smile as she removed her chauffeur hat. The receptionist had to do a complete double take of the glowing blunette before she could cough her words together.
"Uh yeah! Whoo-hoo…yeah I'm good. What's err up with you today Natsuki-san?" the normally energetic redhead asked. The blunette just laughed and simply replied that she was just having a good morning as she walked through the staircase. Today's gonna be great! Okay let's just remember to stay calm. It was just a kiss…a kiss from her..and love. Agh! Ok calm down calm down. She practically knocked over the office door in excitement before being taken back to reality at the sight of guess who…
Tate. Shizuru. Together. Smiling, and laughing. Her mood was instantly dampened when as she turned and began to sneak out, three inches before the door they noticed her.
"Oh Natsuki-san! How are you?" Tate asked with a big smile. He was currently sitting on the edge of Shizuru's desk and had his hair slicked back with one hair left forwards to frame his face. The blunette strangled back a frown and turned to greet him back reluctantly.
"Great." She answered dryly.
"Hahaha that's my Kuga-san! Just the same as always I see." A man with dark hair and a charming grin chimed in from the corner of the office. Oh its ew…well truth be told I'm happier to see him than this…squeaky man. Which gives me an idea.
"Yeah hey Reito." She gave a smile and shook his hand enthusiastically just to piss him (Tate) off. The dark haired man seemed to catch on to this little insult judging by the light chuckle at the glint in his eyes. Natsuki glanced over at the brunette. Charming as ever, but something seems off. I can't really see what though. But this guy is here like everything's normal, ew is here with that same grin on his face and here she is…ignoring me? Just as she thought that the crimson eyed woman's attention directed at her.
She watched as the brunette soundlessly mouthed a sweet 'hello.' Natsuki gave a small happy nod that quickly turned to a confused jut of the head in Tate's direction asking why he was here. The brunette looked down at her desk, and Natsuki finally seemed to get what she was saying. She… "hasn't told him.." Everyone in the room turned their attention to the blunette.
"What was that Natsuki-san?" the blonde man asked stopping his conversation with Reito.
"Nothing." Natsuki answered. Well, I guess it would take apart her life…she must be planning to tell later kuga chill.
"Well I'll go and let you work hon' I won't be able to take you to dinner tonight, I kind of made some plans that okay?" Tate informed. Shizuru nodded and he leaned in for a kiss. She looked directly at me, as I watched him draw closer and closer to her lips. In the last second she drew back, but was too late and it resulted in a light peck. Tate, however, seemed un-affected and before he and Reito left he turned and asked Natsuki another question.
"H-How is Tokiha-san? Did she say anything about me?" he asked nervously. DON'T KISS MY G-is that a blush? And why is he asking me about Mai?
"I haven't talked with her actually in a while, but I'm sure she's fine." The blunette answered barely containing her mirth of his randomness.
"O-Okay uh thanks, bye." The two left and shut the door behind them.
As soon as the door shut, the blunette whipped around and threw her hat on the floor and began charging at the brunette. Shizuru was still sitting behind her desk, but sensing the anger coming from the blunette she inched back a bit. "N-Natsuki I-" The blunette reached the desk and stomped over to the chair where the brunette sat. "I'm sorry I didn't tell him yet, it's just that I don't know how-" Shizuru squeaked a little when Natsuki bent over and forcefully yanked the wheelie chair to her. Shizuru's hands gripped the arms of the chair, ready for any violent exchange. "N-Natsu-mmm!" The blunette grabbed Shizuru's face and crashed their lips together in a searing hot kiss. Her tongue began sliding across Shizuru's lips demanding access. When the lips parted, Natsuki wasted no time darting in her warm mouth and exploring around. The brunette moaned softly and released her grip on the armchair. Tongues danced around for a few more seconds before they both realized oxygen was needed.
Natsuki pulled back and panted heavily, bringing her hands back to lean on the arm of the chair, eyes never leaving crimson. She looked deep into Shizuru's eyes before speaking.
"My lips." She smiled.
The brunette blushed realizing Natsuki was never intending to hurt or yell at her…but regain ownership of her lips. Natsuki pulled herself back up, fixed her uniform, and smirked happily.
"So where to?"
I know I know don't hate me! I was planning on putting it all in this chapter but while writing I saw how long it was getting and
yeah...only got half of the drama in this one. So WAIT there'll be more! :D