Slowly I opened the locker room door. Inside I could hear a shower running and someone (I'm guessing Shiori) singing "Zettai Umei Mokushioroku". As the door thudded shut behind Marysue (yes, I could not get rid of her. It was those damned eyes, alright?!), a squeal of joy echoed throughout the nearly empty locker room. There were the slaps of wet feet at a run as Shiori barreled out of the showers and once again glomped me. However, this time she was stark naked and positively shimmering with water droplets. I realized slowly that her deft little hands were undressing me as she guided me towards the showers.
"Eh, Shiroi-san…" I giggled as she removed my t-shirt, leaving me in only my bra and pants. "What is up with you? I'm not complaining of course, but… What brings about the change?"
At that she paused while unbuttoning my pants. I noticed she left one hand in the back resting inconspicuously on my left buttock, while the other snuck slowly down my inner thigh and holding my waistband as well. She certainly is a crafty little butterfly.
"What ever do you mean sempai?" She looked up at me with those lovely eyes, and for as deeply as I looked I could only find joy and adoration there. "I'm just trying to help you get ready to bathe. If you like, I could leave." She sounded a trifle hurt and started pulling her hands out of my pants so she could leave.
"No!" I cried out. "No, no, I was just babbling. Never mind that. Tired you know, from the match! Here, allow me?" I asked as I helped her to finish undressing me. "Now then, shall we?" I held my grooming kit in my left hand and my towel in my right as we turned to walk to the showers.
"About time you two moved." Declared Marysue as she purposefully strode past us into the showers. I noticed that she was just as naked as I was. A lack of heavy fencing armor showed her to be quite quite curvaceous and lovely.
"Juri-chan?" Pinch.
"Ow!!" I cried out. "Why did you pinch me Shiori?!"
"I saw the way you were looking at her!" She tearfully declared, and with that she stormed back towards her, or, I assume it should really called our, shower stall. With the intention of explaining my self I entered the stall I had thought she went into. Thing of it was, it wasn't Shiori's stall.
"Slashfic-san! What are you doing in here?!"
We both froze. Once again I was caught in the net of those eyes. There was no other woman in the world whom I wanted as much as I wanted her right then. Her body was glistening under the water cascading down around her. Her long navy tresses were soaking wet and framing her startled violet eyes so perfectly. I couldn't help it any longer. I had to have her, and I could not wait a moment longer. Dropping my bag and towel onto a hook, I moved into the stall. Our eyes locked as I moved in to kiss her.
"What are you doing?" A small voice in the back of my mind asked me. "You know you don't want her. I know it. We know it."
"Shut up!" I mentally shouted. "You have no idea!! Of course I want her! Look at her! Who the hell else would I want?!"
"Don't you remember? Come now Juri, I remember, and I'm you, aren't I? Whose photo is it that we keep next to our breast at night? It certainly isn't hers."
Right then I mentally slapped myself back to reality. Fortunately I had stopped myself with just enough time to prevent the major mistake of kissing Slashfic-san. She did not seem pleased.
"No. You did not just seriously not kiss me." She more stated than asked.
"I'm afraid that I can't. You see, there is someone else, and well… I just won her over I think, and she would not be very pleased if I kissed someone else before I kissed her."
"Oh hell no you are not not kissing me because of that purple haired cunt!" She whispered acidly under her breath to me. Before I had a chance to react she grabbed me and kissed me.
"Mmmppphh!!!!" I was so startled that all I could do was make a muffled shout. Finally coming to my senses I tried pushing her off me but she was surprisingly strong and using every ounce of strength she had to hold me. Feeling my struggle she pinned me against a wall. That bothered me. I was not going to allow this anymore. Grabbing her wrists, I pulled them off my shoulders and pushed her off me.
"What the hell do you think you are doing?" I growled. "What right do you think you have to do that to me? Touch me in that manner again and you will be expelled." With that I stormed out. I could not believe it! I mean, what the hell was she thinking!
"Juri-chan? Juri-chan, whats wrong?" A timid hand was resting on my shoulder.
I slowly turned to look at her. My eyes were burning with pain and guilt. "Shiori-chan…" I could hardly whisper it out.
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