I do not own Kill la Kill in any form. This is a work of fanfiction.

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Chapter 13: Where the candy came from

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Credit to WolveHulk for inspiration with this chapter

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Ryuko was pretty much settled in with Satsuki at their house, knowing the ins and outs around the house. Ryuko started feeling like she should shape up a little bit as far as manners and procedures go, and asked Satsuki for assistance. "Hey, hon. I was thinking, you're more refined than myself, and I wanted to know if you could teach me to be more... proper." Ryuko started.

"I guess it couldn't hurt." Satsuki began. "Why the sudden desire to be proper? Not being 100% refined hasn't been detrimental to your success to this point."

"If I'm staying with the most beautiful, straight up and proper lady around, I figured it would be only right that I learn to be better mannered than I am."

"I see. We can start now, if you'd like. It's almost 4 o'clock anyway, so we could start with tea time."

Ryuko nodded a yes and the ladies headed to the garden for a small tea party together. They walked out to a small table with two chairs beneath a lemon tree for shade. Satsuki seated Ryuko, as she was considered the guest of honor, followed by taking her hand and kissing her hand. The table was already set with all of the necessary equipment, vessels, utensils, fresh fruit and all of the tiny edibles that go with tea. "Correct me if I'm wrong, but would this be considered 'high tea'?" Ryuko asked, unaware of correct terminology.

Satsuki shuddered slightly at the incorrect term. "That is indeed incorrect. It is never properly referred to as 'high tea', rather it is referred to as 'low tea', because of the low sitting tables in relation to the chairs your party is seated in, which are typically armchairs." Satsuki said, picking up the teapot in one hand and Ryuko's teacup and saucer in the other. "Perhaps we can start slowly, as there are many rules for good tea etiquette. Now, would you like your tea strong or weak?"

Ryuko now noticed the height of the table in contrast to the chairs they were sitting in. "I guess I'll take mine how you take yours. But, shouldn't I be pouring it?"

"Not for proper low tea, especially since you're the guest of honor." Satsuki replied, pouring the cup to about 3/4 full. "Would you like it with milk, sugar or lemon?"

"Sugar and lemon, please."

Satsuki dropped in two cubes of sugar first and stirred it with the teaspoon, then added the lemon slice. Then she offered the cup to Ryuko, followed by preparing her own. "There is a certain way to hold you teacup." Satsuki began. "You place the saucer in your left hand, cradling it with your fingers. You keep it steady by holding your thumb against the rim." She said, moving Ryuko's hand to the correct position.

"Wow, that is alot, and we haven't even started drinking yet." Ryuko chuckled.

"Correct. There is alot that goes into a proper tea session or party. Anyway, since your cup has a handle, you pick it up by the handle, never lift it by the hand you're holding it in, and don't swirl it as if it were wine in a glass. You pick it up with your index finger in the loop, your thumb on top, and your middle finger on the bottom." Satsuki continued, again moving Ryuko's hand into the right position.

The ladies lightly sipped their tea and continued with their tea party.

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Mako walked over to Jakuzure's house to invite her along for a surprise of her own. She knocked and soon after, was greeted by Jakuzure. "Hey babe. What's up?" Jakuzure greeted with a kiss.

"Not muuuuuuch. Just wondering, since you showed me a good time and all with the band and the private performance, I thought I could return the favor." Mako said happily.

"You don't need to do anything special for me."

"Yes, I do. A relationship is supposed to be an equal partnership, right? It's only fair that I should show you a good time as well. Now, get dressed for the day in something sporty and bring another change of clothes."

"Where are we going?"

"It's a secret."

Jakuzure went back in, dressed and grabbed an extra outfit. The girls left Jakuzure's house and soon arrived at the Fight Club headquarters. They went inside and found students of the fight club training, everything from lifting weights or using a resistance machine to sparring with each other. Upon seeing Mako walking in, they all stopped what they were doing and lined up to bow to their captain. "As you were, everyone." Mako said as she saluted everyone, and the students resumed what they were doing.

"Wow, you have these guys and gals pretty well trained and organized, don't you?" Jakuzure said, impressed.

"Yep! I asked Gamagori for help getting them into shape."

"And he just helped?"

"Yes. He said that he was obligated to render assistance to club captains, in any way that is deemed necessary. Now sit tight, I'll be back in a moment."

Mako ran off to the locker room and Jakuzre but her bag down by the door. A bell rang and everyone cleared the center sparring ring. Almost as if it were a lightning bolt from God himself crashing into the ring, Mako slammed down into the middle of the ring, dressed in her two star Fight Club uniform. When the dust settled, Jakuzure looked on in wonder at her girlfriend, standing proud in the ring, almost glistening as the light hit her. "Oh my god, you're amazing. Do you always make entrances like that?"

"Nope. Only on special occasions." Mako chirped.

Mako invited a slightly reluctant Jakuzure into the ring. She came up and into the ring, still slightly nervous. "I know you said sporty, but I don't think I'm properly dressed for this." Jakuzre said.

"I'm not gonna fight you, I just wanted you to maybe help me by throwing some of those fruit at me." Mako said, pointing at a cart with fruit on it.

"You want me to throw fruit at you?"

"Mhm. Don't worry, I don't think you can hit me." Mako chuckled, pulling out her spiked bat.

Jakuzure waited until Mako had taken a few steps back, and started by throwing a grapefruit at her. The grapefruit seemed to have been split in two just before making contact with Mako, who didn't appear to be moving. She felt a strong wind blow past her, then she looked down to see the end of the bat covered in what looked like juice and a few small chunks of grapefruit. "Wait, did you do that?" Jakuzure asked in amazement.

"Yep. Try a bigger one."

Jakuzure picked up a honeydew melon and threw it next. This time, the fruit went into six pieces and Mako still didn't appear to be moving, but a gust of wind kicked up and Jakuzure saw chunks of melon on the spikes of the bat. Jakuzure picked up a cherry to throw, but instead of throwing it right at her, she threw it straight up. Mako jumped up and swung the bat again, this time visibly. She let the cherry fall back into Jakuzure's hands, and she looked at it closely. It had 'JxM' carved in it, crude, but easy enough to make out what i said. "That's some skill there." Jakuzure said in wonder.

"I've been practicing."

"That's clear."

Jakuzure went to take a step toward Mako, but she slipped on the fruit juices that were in the ring and fell into Mako. When she recovered, she noticed she had fallen with her face in between Mako's breasts. She jumped back as a slight nosebleed started forming. "What's wrong? Was it my boobies again?"

"Kinda. It was my fault, I slipped."

"Come here and let me make it better." Mako said, pulling Jakuzure in for a hug, again with her face buried in Mako's chest.

"I'm gonna pass out from all of this."

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After their tea party and attending to a few small matters around the house, Satsuki and Ryuko decided to head to the bedroom for some alone time. They closed and locked the door behind them, disrobed and climbed into bed. Satsuki laid down, with Ryuko laying against her left side. "So, something else I wanted to talk about with you... what was it like, being raised with a family and all?" Ryuko asked.

"Well, it was nice." Satsuki began, starting to hold Ryuko tighter. "My mom was prim and proper, and trained me as such. I've had a tough upbringing, but only insofar as all of the rules and regulations I had to follow."

"I bet it was nice. I only really knew my dad, god rest his soul. What was your dad like?"

"He was a brilliant mind, with great advances in science. He wasn't always there, though."

"Sounds a bit like my dad. Really smart, and did alot of good work."

"How were things for you?"

Ryuko started holding Satsuki tight in return. "Pretty easy. I lived with him in a small mansion. I always got what I wanted, which wasn't much, since I was a fairly simple person. Never went hungry, and dad still managed to spend some time with me. Never knew my mom, though. Dad says she died in childbirth or something like that."

"I'm so sorry. I didn't realize-" Satsuki began, but was stopped by Ryuko.

"No, it's okay. There was nothing they could have done, apparently."

"Can I do anything to help, or something?"

Ryuko scratched her head at the thought. "You're already doing so much. I live here with you now, and you give me all the love. You give me all of my wants and needs."

"You're a darling, and I'm glad to have you." Satsuki said, looking into Ryuko's eyes.

"I guess... There is... One thing you could do." Ryuko said, taking Satsuki's hand and putting it on her breast.

Satsuki moved over for a long, loving kiss. She moved her free hand down to Ryuko's waist and started slowly caressing her. Just as she was about to start pleasuring Ryuko, the phone on the nightstand rang, jolting them apart from their potential session. Satsuki angrily answered the phone as the session ended. "What's up?" Ryuko asked, similarly annoyed that the session was so abruptly ended.

"Dammit. It's something I've got to handle. I'll have to tell my servants to hold all calls when we're in bed."

"Shit. We can do the rest later, right?"

"Of course. I'll make it extra special."

"I'll hold you to that." Ryuko said, pulling Satsuki down for one more kiss before letting her leave.