Yup, another day, another squirrel, and yet another chapter of Love and
Hate. Yes, I know you're all happy. So, before I begin, I don't own
Tenchi Muyo, it belongs to their respective creators at Pioneer,
thankyouverymuch.
WARNING! THIS IS A LEMON! Yes, that's right, you heard me, another lemon for Love and Hate, you're all probably thinking, Oh Shinigami...Well, I'm doing this. So, you have to be 18 to read this, but, if your mature you can read this, yeah, I know how you 14 year olds can be, I was one last year, you know what's going on! And, if you consider yourself halfway decent, you'll spare yourself from reading this.
But, it's all good. Yeah. It's funny, it's serious, it's all around good fun, it's
No Need for Samples
Ashley delivered another swift punch to the punching bag, she had been going at it for a while, she paused, slightly out of breath, she grabbed her water bottle and guzzled down about half of it. She wiped off her face with her shirt, then took a seat on the floor not to far away.
"Not bad." A voice said to her, "practicing for the next time I kick your ass?"
"Joey, one more comment like that, and I'll cut off your nuts." She threatened.
He smirked, "As if you'd be able to even get that close."
"Do you want to bet on it?" Her eyes narrowed at him and she pulled out her knife.
"Bring it on." He sneered.
"Hey Joey, Zero." Someone from behind Joey acknowledged, it was none other then Justin.
"Hi." Zero responded, still keeping her knife handy.
The blond boy's eyes widened considerably at Justin, then narrowed, he then faced Ashley, his eyes were darkening, "You're lucky your boyfriend came and saved you Zero, or else this time I would have killed you." With that, Joey turned on heel and started to leave.
"We just went on one date you fokin' arse!" She shouted at the retreating Joey, she then took a seat against the wall. (AN: I've read Blue Monday too many times, Clover talks like that, she's cool. ^^)
Justin took a seat next to her, smiling.
"You didn't have to do whatever you did." She told him, taking another swig of water.
"I didn't do anything, the guy's just afraid of me for one reason or another." He told her.
"Hn." Then Ashley began to think, 'Could it be him? Nah, couldn't be.'
~*~
"HEY GUYS!! WAKE UP RIGHT NOW!!" Kyle shouted running through the Masaki household.
Jared poked his head out of his and Ayeka's room, he looked sleepily at his friend, "What's up man?"
"She's alive."
"Wha?"
"Ashley, she's alive!" Kyle grinned.
"Where is she?" Mihoshi asked, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.
"She's somewhere in Germany, apparently, she blocked the city she was in." Kyle said.
"She doesn't know how to do that." Jared stated, "She was lucky to pilot Beta."
"She's probably learning how to read and write there." Kyle responded, "After all, she is a fast learner."
"Yeah."
Mihoshi's face suddenly got serious, "That's it, I'm going to find Ashley, no matter what!"
Jared looked at the blond very surprised, "But it's impossible!"
"Nothing's impossible, nothing, and you remember that!" Mihoshi scolded him, she then turned on heel and went off to get dressed.
~*~
At lunch, the blond girl was sitting by herself because Haley said she wasn't too hungry. Ashley sighed and continued to munch down on her food.
"Hey Zero." Ashley looked up to see Justin taking a seat across from her.
"Hi."
"How come you're sitting by yourself?"
"Haley said she wasn't hungry, I still think she's kind of mad at me for that answer I gave her." Ashley explained, poking at the mystery meat.
Justin's eyebrows shot up, "What'd she ask you?"
"What I thought love is."
"Well, what do you think it is?" He asked curiously.
She sighed, "I don't want to repeat it."
"Alright then, tell you what, you can tell me what you think it is when you want, okay?" He smiled gently at her.
Ashley nodded, "Alright." Then she began to think, 'There's the nice feeling again! Dammit! What is it?!'
~*~ (Carol: *pops up* Hello all! Sorry to interrupt the chapter for you all, just to let you know Craeyst wrote the below paragraph, cool huh?)
"Advance, lunge, regress. Advance, lunge, regress."
As his instructor had done when he'd been very young, he called out the steps of the drill. His swordsmanship had been his hallmark, his pride and his religion. These simple steps were prayers, penance for the time he'd spent sans his blade. Another nameless fencer called out to him from behind their mask. They saluted each other and drew up their epees. Justin dove into combat, letting the tip of his sword float from motion to motion. Each movement he made was as graceful as the last. As drills were his prayers, duels were his hymns. This was how he released his stress, how he vented the frustration of his failure. It made him think back to the old days, before he gave it all up, before she was killed. A flick of his wrist and his opponent was disarmed. Half-hearted bows were exchanged and the two parted. He sighed and sheathed his epee, then took a seat on one of the chairs. (Carol: Yeah, that's it.)
"Ya still have it in ya, huh Justin?" One of his friends asked, the two had been watching him.
"Guess that means you lost it, huh Raid?" Justin grinned.
"No, besides, you know I'm still pretty good." Raid then leaned up against a nearby wall, crossing his arms over his chest.
The other friend adjusted his extremely dark sunglasses, "Yes, but, you've never held a sword in your life."
"Doesn't mean I can't be good at it Victor."
"So, what are today's plans?" Victor asked, changing the subject.
"Well, I was thinking we could head up to the mall." Justin said. "I have some things to discuss with someone, and I told them I'd meet them up there."
"Sounds good."
"Maybe we can bring Ashley along." Justin added.
Victor shrugged, "If she wants to come along."
~*~
After some convincing, Ashley decided to tag along to the mall, the ultimate place of torture. Well, it wasn't going to be too terribly awful. While they were walking past various stores (AN: No American Eagle or Ambercrombie and Bitch stuff, it's dead.), Ashley spotted a pink blouse. It was silk, sleeveless and ruffled, all too similar to a friend's typical ensemble. She stopped to look at it and think of who'd wear it, letting her thoughts drift off to a certain well-tanned woman. For a moment there, she thought she saw her behind the glass. She shook her head.
Justin, noticing there was one less in the group, turned around to see Ashley stopped at the window, a rather dazed look in her eyes.
"Ya know, that's not a bad looking blouse." He said to her, he continued, "And I'm sure if you wore it, it'd look very nice on you."
"Nah, pink's s'not my color anyway, but, I'm sure one of my friend's would look better in it though." She told him, a small smile on her face.
"Well, what does your friend look like?" Justin asked.
Ashley thought for a minute, thinking about every little detail of her, her bronze skin, her silky smooth, curly blonde hair, her bright smile that matched her beautiful blue eyes. She couldn't forget about her nice, round, breasts, they'd look nice in the blouse.
"Beautiful." Was all the blonde girl murmured, loud enough to be heard by Justin though. Her eyes were glazed over with tears, but, she blinked them away. As she did so, one name went through her mind, Mihoshi.
~*~
They entered a cafe like store, it had books and various magazines on one side, and coffee stuff on the other side. Ashley looked around curiously, she spotted a guy with goggles that kept taking the free samples everytime the lady at the counter looked away or was helping another customer.
The man looked over to where Justin, Victor, and Raid were talking. He grinned widely at them.
"Hi!" He said to them.
"Ah, there you are." Justin smiled, "You said you had something to tell me."
He nodded, "Yeah, straight to the point today aren't you?"
"Well, yeah." He shrugged, "Now, what do you know about who killed her?"
"Well," He started, grabbing another piece of free sample, "I did find out that the person who did kill her is at the camp your teachin' at." With that he ate that piece.
"Did you find out specifically who?" Justin asked.
"No specifics just yet, I just found out that they had blonde hair, decent height, and is at that camp. That's all I got out of them." He adjusted the goggles on his head, and took another free sample.
"How tall?" Justin gave Ashley a suspisous glance.
"Somewhere between 5'5" and 6'2"." He then added, "Well, I hope I've been some help."
"Thank you for helping me out with this." Justin smiled.
The man grinned, and then said in his best Scottish accent, "It was no problem, what are friends for?"
"Alright, well, we better get going, I have papers to grade."
"Have fun!" He grinned.
As they left, they heard the yelling of one of the employees, then they say the guy run past them getting chased by a lady employee, apparently she had caught him taking more then one free sample.
"Snootch to the bootch!" He shouted as he dashed out the door.
~*~
The group returned back to the base, and went their seperate ways, Ashley seemed kind of down, but, she covered it up though so she wouldn't look anymore different then usual.
As soon as she got back to her bunk, she layed down on it on her back, drifting off to thoughts of Mihoshi, her laugh, her looks, her everything. The more Ashley thought about her, the more that empty feeling grew in her, like someone was missing from her life, and she knew who too. But, she couldn't go back to them. To her. They were all probably still angry with her, and they'd probably always be angry with her.
~*~
Washu was left to the great task of finding Ashley once again, she was working alone in her lab, she was going to search for another hour, then she was going to go to sleep. She was wearing a big night shirt that had an underwater scene on it, and beneath the picutre, it read: Sleeping with the fishes.
"This is beginning to become more and more difficult as I get along." She grumbled as she continued to type.
"You know, you could always ask Jared or me for help." A voice said to her.
"I know Kyle, one of you guys can work on it tomorrow." Washu responded, continuing to work.
Kyle then took a seat next to her, wrapping his arm around her. "Yeah, I'll work on it tomorrow."
"What brings you here anyway?" She asked him.
"I thought you might be lonely?"
She smiled at him, she then shut down her laptop and closed it, the pushed it aside. "There's other reasons too, I just know it." She grinned slyly up at him.
He couldn't help but return the grin, "Maybe." He then continued, "Do you want to get that sample you've just been dying to get?"
Washu traced her finger down Kyle's chest, stopping at the top of his pants, that sly smile still on her face, "Maybe." She then scooted closer to Kyle, "Would you let me?"
"Gladly." (AN: Washu is in her adult form, not her 12 or 13 or something like that form, yeah.)
She then locked her lips with his, slowly the kiss began to deepen, Washu then started to lick at Kyle's lips, which he opened up to her, allowing her tounge to explore his mouth, the pink haired girl then continued her kisses from his mouth, down to his neck, she licked along his neck, Kyle then tilted his head back, giving Washu greater access as she traced her tounge over his adams apple to his chin, then went back to his neck. Washu smiled a bit as she continued to work when she heard a soft pleasured moan escaped Kyle's lips.
Their lips once again united, rubbing their tounges against each other, Washu then gently grabbed his hand and placed it on her one breast. Kyle got the idea and started caress her breast, Washu moaned softly into Kyle's mouth as his hand continued it's gentle motion. Kyle then moved his kisses down to her neck, much like Washu had done to him earlier, Washu then tilted her head back, Kyle ran his tounge across her neck, and continued to kiss, lick, and nip at her neck.
"Kyle, yes, that's it." Washu moaned.
The blond boy then proceeded to slip his hands underneath Washu's shirt, and began to massage her breasts (AN: She's not wearing a bra.), evicting soft moans from the pink haired woman. As Kyle continued to caress her, Washu's hand trailed down Kyle's body, down to the crotch of his pants, she then began to rub his arousal through his pants, getting a few moans from Kyle.
"May I take off your shirt?" Kyle asked, recieving a nod, and Kyle then proceeded to remove her shirt.
"What are you going to do now Mr. Jones?" Washu questioned him, grinning slyly.
"This." He then began to suckle on one of her breasts, teasing her nipple with his tounge.
Washu gasped pleasurably, arching her back, Kyle continued to suckle on her one breast while caressing the other. His mouth then moved down from her breast down her side where he continued to kiss and lick her soft, sweet body, sending sparks of pleasure all throughout Washu, causing her to moan a bit louder.
"Kyle..." She moaned as he continued down.
He paused for a minute, "Yeah?"
"It's your turn." Washu grinned as she layed Kyle down on his back, and she then proceeded to straddle his hips.
She then kissed his lips briefly, the moved her kisses back to his neck, licking him every so often. Washu then lifted up Kyle's shirt and moved her kisses down to his chest, teasing his nipple with her tounge, getting a pleasurable sigh from Kyle, she continued her kisses downward, getting several sighs, gasps and moans from Kyle. His hand then trailed down her body to her pantys, he then slid his hand into her underwear, and began to rub her sex, drawing a pleasured sigh from Washu as she continued to kiss and lick Kyle's body, letting his muscles guide her downward.
The pink-haired woman then paused for a moment, stood, and removed her panties, tossing them aside, she then took her place back on Kyle. She grinned at him, "Ya know, you still have all your clothes on."
"Yeah, so it seems. What are you going to do about it?" He responded in a sort of teasing voice.
"Take 'em all off!" She still remained grinning at him as she slid his t-shirt over his head, and then tossed it aside.
"Sounds like a plan."
Washu then moved down to Kyle's pants and undid the button and zipper, much to Kyle's relief, and then slid off his pants and tossed them by his shirt. She then took off his underwear and threw them by the rest of the clothes.
"So, what are we going to do now?" Washu asked grinning.
"I wonder." He grinned back.
Kyle slowly slid himself into her, being careful not to hurt her, Washu winced slightly at his entry, but quickly adjusted to his presence inside her. Kyle then began to thrust in and out of her, slowly at first, but he then picked up the pace, Washu then moaned loudly in pleasure, the increasing friction, the heat was building, and it kept on building, their pleasure kept on getting higher and higher and higher. Washu finally climaxed, Kyle wasn't to far behind. Washu then fell forward onto Kyle, both were short of breath and panting. The pink haired woman then rolled off of Kyle and layed next to him, he gathered her into his arms.
"Kyle, you were wonderful." Washu told him, nuzzling into his chest.
"As were you, as were you." He whispered back, kissing her forhead.
They layed there for a while longer, then eventually, they both fell asleep in each other's arms.
~*~
Kyle groaned as he woke up the next morning to the annoying ticking of someone typing. He rubbed his eyes and looked around him, he was still in Washu's lab, he spotted her typing on her laptop, obviously deeply involved with whatever she was working on.
He walked over to her quietly, but, somehow Washu knew he was there.
She smiled, her eyes not leaving her work. "Morning sunshine."
"Morning." He grumbled back, yawning a bit. "What are you doing?"
"Finding Ashley, what else?" She explained. "You know, for all that effort last night. You sure let me down."
Kyle just stood for a moment, mouth agape. He went totally numb. All that and... nothing? She was unsatisfied?
"Wha... whaddaya mean?" He finally stammered.
"Oh, rest assured, I attained a rather pleasing orgasm during last night's activities, it's just that I didn't come out of it with a semen sample from you. You forgot to pull out or find some other method of releasing your seed into a controlled enviroment." Washu sighed, then grinned maniacally. "We'll just have to do it all over again."
Kyle groaned. This wasn't exactly what he'd had in mind.
"Well, try and not sound too thrilled about it." She continued grinning as she said this, she noticed was too amused by this. She decided to tell him what she found out this morning. "I have some good news about her this morning though."
"Oh?" Kyle perked up a bit.
"Yes, apparently there is a camp in Berlin where they stuck everyone that was in the German Army as kids. Most likely Ashley should be there." Washu told him.
"Then we got to tell the rest of the gang!" Kyle grinned and started to head toward the exit, but was stopped by Washu.
"Before you leave Romeo, put some clothes on." Washu smiled up at him.
~*~
After quickly throwing on his underwear and pants, he proceeded to dash around the house waking up everyone, getting them to gather in one room.
"What is the meaning of this Mr. Jones?" Ayeka demanded crankily, Jared nodded slowly, he was tired still, and looked ready to pass out at any minute.
"Well, Washu found her."
Mihoshi's drooping head shot up, "She found Ashley?" She asked eagerly.
Washu nodded smiling, "I have the location and everything."
"Oh thank you Washu!" Mihoshi cried as she hugged the scientist tightly.
"Your welcome." Washu managed to wheeze out, Mihoshi was squeezing her much to tightly.
~*~
The blonde woman yawned, and rubbed her eyes. The plane flight from Okiyama to Berlin had been a long tiring one. She switched her suitcase to the other hand, then looked at the directions Washu had given her, they were a tad be confusing, but, she would find her way.
It was time to begin walking, it was a bit of a windy day that day, it blew her hair around, it was once shiny, not it had a dull gleam to it, it was also a tad bit tangled from not combing it.
'I'm coming Ashley. Please still be there.'
CHAPTER EIGHT COMPLETE
Wow, this one took longer then expected. Well, so, there going to be a sub- chapter after this, so, I better get working on it. This is your authoress saying: Don't judge a man by his socks.
Shinigami Forever! Carol Maxwell
WARNING! THIS IS A LEMON! Yes, that's right, you heard me, another lemon for Love and Hate, you're all probably thinking, Oh Shinigami...Well, I'm doing this. So, you have to be 18 to read this, but, if your mature you can read this, yeah, I know how you 14 year olds can be, I was one last year, you know what's going on! And, if you consider yourself halfway decent, you'll spare yourself from reading this.
But, it's all good. Yeah. It's funny, it's serious, it's all around good fun, it's
No Need for Samples
Ashley delivered another swift punch to the punching bag, she had been going at it for a while, she paused, slightly out of breath, she grabbed her water bottle and guzzled down about half of it. She wiped off her face with her shirt, then took a seat on the floor not to far away.
"Not bad." A voice said to her, "practicing for the next time I kick your ass?"
"Joey, one more comment like that, and I'll cut off your nuts." She threatened.
He smirked, "As if you'd be able to even get that close."
"Do you want to bet on it?" Her eyes narrowed at him and she pulled out her knife.
"Bring it on." He sneered.
"Hey Joey, Zero." Someone from behind Joey acknowledged, it was none other then Justin.
"Hi." Zero responded, still keeping her knife handy.
The blond boy's eyes widened considerably at Justin, then narrowed, he then faced Ashley, his eyes were darkening, "You're lucky your boyfriend came and saved you Zero, or else this time I would have killed you." With that, Joey turned on heel and started to leave.
"We just went on one date you fokin' arse!" She shouted at the retreating Joey, she then took a seat against the wall. (AN: I've read Blue Monday too many times, Clover talks like that, she's cool. ^^)
Justin took a seat next to her, smiling.
"You didn't have to do whatever you did." She told him, taking another swig of water.
"I didn't do anything, the guy's just afraid of me for one reason or another." He told her.
"Hn." Then Ashley began to think, 'Could it be him? Nah, couldn't be.'
~*~
"HEY GUYS!! WAKE UP RIGHT NOW!!" Kyle shouted running through the Masaki household.
Jared poked his head out of his and Ayeka's room, he looked sleepily at his friend, "What's up man?"
"She's alive."
"Wha?"
"Ashley, she's alive!" Kyle grinned.
"Where is she?" Mihoshi asked, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.
"She's somewhere in Germany, apparently, she blocked the city she was in." Kyle said.
"She doesn't know how to do that." Jared stated, "She was lucky to pilot Beta."
"She's probably learning how to read and write there." Kyle responded, "After all, she is a fast learner."
"Yeah."
Mihoshi's face suddenly got serious, "That's it, I'm going to find Ashley, no matter what!"
Jared looked at the blond very surprised, "But it's impossible!"
"Nothing's impossible, nothing, and you remember that!" Mihoshi scolded him, she then turned on heel and went off to get dressed.
~*~
At lunch, the blond girl was sitting by herself because Haley said she wasn't too hungry. Ashley sighed and continued to munch down on her food.
"Hey Zero." Ashley looked up to see Justin taking a seat across from her.
"Hi."
"How come you're sitting by yourself?"
"Haley said she wasn't hungry, I still think she's kind of mad at me for that answer I gave her." Ashley explained, poking at the mystery meat.
Justin's eyebrows shot up, "What'd she ask you?"
"What I thought love is."
"Well, what do you think it is?" He asked curiously.
She sighed, "I don't want to repeat it."
"Alright then, tell you what, you can tell me what you think it is when you want, okay?" He smiled gently at her.
Ashley nodded, "Alright." Then she began to think, 'There's the nice feeling again! Dammit! What is it?!'
~*~ (Carol: *pops up* Hello all! Sorry to interrupt the chapter for you all, just to let you know Craeyst wrote the below paragraph, cool huh?)
"Advance, lunge, regress. Advance, lunge, regress."
As his instructor had done when he'd been very young, he called out the steps of the drill. His swordsmanship had been his hallmark, his pride and his religion. These simple steps were prayers, penance for the time he'd spent sans his blade. Another nameless fencer called out to him from behind their mask. They saluted each other and drew up their epees. Justin dove into combat, letting the tip of his sword float from motion to motion. Each movement he made was as graceful as the last. As drills were his prayers, duels were his hymns. This was how he released his stress, how he vented the frustration of his failure. It made him think back to the old days, before he gave it all up, before she was killed. A flick of his wrist and his opponent was disarmed. Half-hearted bows were exchanged and the two parted. He sighed and sheathed his epee, then took a seat on one of the chairs. (Carol: Yeah, that's it.)
"Ya still have it in ya, huh Justin?" One of his friends asked, the two had been watching him.
"Guess that means you lost it, huh Raid?" Justin grinned.
"No, besides, you know I'm still pretty good." Raid then leaned up against a nearby wall, crossing his arms over his chest.
The other friend adjusted his extremely dark sunglasses, "Yes, but, you've never held a sword in your life."
"Doesn't mean I can't be good at it Victor."
"So, what are today's plans?" Victor asked, changing the subject.
"Well, I was thinking we could head up to the mall." Justin said. "I have some things to discuss with someone, and I told them I'd meet them up there."
"Sounds good."
"Maybe we can bring Ashley along." Justin added.
Victor shrugged, "If she wants to come along."
~*~
After some convincing, Ashley decided to tag along to the mall, the ultimate place of torture. Well, it wasn't going to be too terribly awful. While they were walking past various stores (AN: No American Eagle or Ambercrombie and Bitch stuff, it's dead.), Ashley spotted a pink blouse. It was silk, sleeveless and ruffled, all too similar to a friend's typical ensemble. She stopped to look at it and think of who'd wear it, letting her thoughts drift off to a certain well-tanned woman. For a moment there, she thought she saw her behind the glass. She shook her head.
Justin, noticing there was one less in the group, turned around to see Ashley stopped at the window, a rather dazed look in her eyes.
"Ya know, that's not a bad looking blouse." He said to her, he continued, "And I'm sure if you wore it, it'd look very nice on you."
"Nah, pink's s'not my color anyway, but, I'm sure one of my friend's would look better in it though." She told him, a small smile on her face.
"Well, what does your friend look like?" Justin asked.
Ashley thought for a minute, thinking about every little detail of her, her bronze skin, her silky smooth, curly blonde hair, her bright smile that matched her beautiful blue eyes. She couldn't forget about her nice, round, breasts, they'd look nice in the blouse.
"Beautiful." Was all the blonde girl murmured, loud enough to be heard by Justin though. Her eyes were glazed over with tears, but, she blinked them away. As she did so, one name went through her mind, Mihoshi.
~*~
They entered a cafe like store, it had books and various magazines on one side, and coffee stuff on the other side. Ashley looked around curiously, she spotted a guy with goggles that kept taking the free samples everytime the lady at the counter looked away or was helping another customer.
The man looked over to where Justin, Victor, and Raid were talking. He grinned widely at them.
"Hi!" He said to them.
"Ah, there you are." Justin smiled, "You said you had something to tell me."
He nodded, "Yeah, straight to the point today aren't you?"
"Well, yeah." He shrugged, "Now, what do you know about who killed her?"
"Well," He started, grabbing another piece of free sample, "I did find out that the person who did kill her is at the camp your teachin' at." With that he ate that piece.
"Did you find out specifically who?" Justin asked.
"No specifics just yet, I just found out that they had blonde hair, decent height, and is at that camp. That's all I got out of them." He adjusted the goggles on his head, and took another free sample.
"How tall?" Justin gave Ashley a suspisous glance.
"Somewhere between 5'5" and 6'2"." He then added, "Well, I hope I've been some help."
"Thank you for helping me out with this." Justin smiled.
The man grinned, and then said in his best Scottish accent, "It was no problem, what are friends for?"
"Alright, well, we better get going, I have papers to grade."
"Have fun!" He grinned.
As they left, they heard the yelling of one of the employees, then they say the guy run past them getting chased by a lady employee, apparently she had caught him taking more then one free sample.
"Snootch to the bootch!" He shouted as he dashed out the door.
~*~
The group returned back to the base, and went their seperate ways, Ashley seemed kind of down, but, she covered it up though so she wouldn't look anymore different then usual.
As soon as she got back to her bunk, she layed down on it on her back, drifting off to thoughts of Mihoshi, her laugh, her looks, her everything. The more Ashley thought about her, the more that empty feeling grew in her, like someone was missing from her life, and she knew who too. But, she couldn't go back to them. To her. They were all probably still angry with her, and they'd probably always be angry with her.
~*~
Washu was left to the great task of finding Ashley once again, she was working alone in her lab, she was going to search for another hour, then she was going to go to sleep. She was wearing a big night shirt that had an underwater scene on it, and beneath the picutre, it read: Sleeping with the fishes.
"This is beginning to become more and more difficult as I get along." She grumbled as she continued to type.
"You know, you could always ask Jared or me for help." A voice said to her.
"I know Kyle, one of you guys can work on it tomorrow." Washu responded, continuing to work.
Kyle then took a seat next to her, wrapping his arm around her. "Yeah, I'll work on it tomorrow."
"What brings you here anyway?" She asked him.
"I thought you might be lonely?"
She smiled at him, she then shut down her laptop and closed it, the pushed it aside. "There's other reasons too, I just know it." She grinned slyly up at him.
He couldn't help but return the grin, "Maybe." He then continued, "Do you want to get that sample you've just been dying to get?"
Washu traced her finger down Kyle's chest, stopping at the top of his pants, that sly smile still on her face, "Maybe." She then scooted closer to Kyle, "Would you let me?"
"Gladly." (AN: Washu is in her adult form, not her 12 or 13 or something like that form, yeah.)
She then locked her lips with his, slowly the kiss began to deepen, Washu then started to lick at Kyle's lips, which he opened up to her, allowing her tounge to explore his mouth, the pink haired girl then continued her kisses from his mouth, down to his neck, she licked along his neck, Kyle then tilted his head back, giving Washu greater access as she traced her tounge over his adams apple to his chin, then went back to his neck. Washu smiled a bit as she continued to work when she heard a soft pleasured moan escaped Kyle's lips.
Their lips once again united, rubbing their tounges against each other, Washu then gently grabbed his hand and placed it on her one breast. Kyle got the idea and started caress her breast, Washu moaned softly into Kyle's mouth as his hand continued it's gentle motion. Kyle then moved his kisses down to her neck, much like Washu had done to him earlier, Washu then tilted her head back, Kyle ran his tounge across her neck, and continued to kiss, lick, and nip at her neck.
"Kyle, yes, that's it." Washu moaned.
The blond boy then proceeded to slip his hands underneath Washu's shirt, and began to massage her breasts (AN: She's not wearing a bra.), evicting soft moans from the pink haired woman. As Kyle continued to caress her, Washu's hand trailed down Kyle's body, down to the crotch of his pants, she then began to rub his arousal through his pants, getting a few moans from Kyle.
"May I take off your shirt?" Kyle asked, recieving a nod, and Kyle then proceeded to remove her shirt.
"What are you going to do now Mr. Jones?" Washu questioned him, grinning slyly.
"This." He then began to suckle on one of her breasts, teasing her nipple with his tounge.
Washu gasped pleasurably, arching her back, Kyle continued to suckle on her one breast while caressing the other. His mouth then moved down from her breast down her side where he continued to kiss and lick her soft, sweet body, sending sparks of pleasure all throughout Washu, causing her to moan a bit louder.
"Kyle..." She moaned as he continued down.
He paused for a minute, "Yeah?"
"It's your turn." Washu grinned as she layed Kyle down on his back, and she then proceeded to straddle his hips.
She then kissed his lips briefly, the moved her kisses back to his neck, licking him every so often. Washu then lifted up Kyle's shirt and moved her kisses down to his chest, teasing his nipple with her tounge, getting a pleasurable sigh from Kyle, she continued her kisses downward, getting several sighs, gasps and moans from Kyle. His hand then trailed down her body to her pantys, he then slid his hand into her underwear, and began to rub her sex, drawing a pleasured sigh from Washu as she continued to kiss and lick Kyle's body, letting his muscles guide her downward.
The pink-haired woman then paused for a moment, stood, and removed her panties, tossing them aside, she then took her place back on Kyle. She grinned at him, "Ya know, you still have all your clothes on."
"Yeah, so it seems. What are you going to do about it?" He responded in a sort of teasing voice.
"Take 'em all off!" She still remained grinning at him as she slid his t-shirt over his head, and then tossed it aside.
"Sounds like a plan."
Washu then moved down to Kyle's pants and undid the button and zipper, much to Kyle's relief, and then slid off his pants and tossed them by his shirt. She then took off his underwear and threw them by the rest of the clothes.
"So, what are we going to do now?" Washu asked grinning.
"I wonder." He grinned back.
Kyle slowly slid himself into her, being careful not to hurt her, Washu winced slightly at his entry, but quickly adjusted to his presence inside her. Kyle then began to thrust in and out of her, slowly at first, but he then picked up the pace, Washu then moaned loudly in pleasure, the increasing friction, the heat was building, and it kept on building, their pleasure kept on getting higher and higher and higher. Washu finally climaxed, Kyle wasn't to far behind. Washu then fell forward onto Kyle, both were short of breath and panting. The pink haired woman then rolled off of Kyle and layed next to him, he gathered her into his arms.
"Kyle, you were wonderful." Washu told him, nuzzling into his chest.
"As were you, as were you." He whispered back, kissing her forhead.
They layed there for a while longer, then eventually, they both fell asleep in each other's arms.
~*~
Kyle groaned as he woke up the next morning to the annoying ticking of someone typing. He rubbed his eyes and looked around him, he was still in Washu's lab, he spotted her typing on her laptop, obviously deeply involved with whatever she was working on.
He walked over to her quietly, but, somehow Washu knew he was there.
She smiled, her eyes not leaving her work. "Morning sunshine."
"Morning." He grumbled back, yawning a bit. "What are you doing?"
"Finding Ashley, what else?" She explained. "You know, for all that effort last night. You sure let me down."
Kyle just stood for a moment, mouth agape. He went totally numb. All that and... nothing? She was unsatisfied?
"Wha... whaddaya mean?" He finally stammered.
"Oh, rest assured, I attained a rather pleasing orgasm during last night's activities, it's just that I didn't come out of it with a semen sample from you. You forgot to pull out or find some other method of releasing your seed into a controlled enviroment." Washu sighed, then grinned maniacally. "We'll just have to do it all over again."
Kyle groaned. This wasn't exactly what he'd had in mind.
"Well, try and not sound too thrilled about it." She continued grinning as she said this, she noticed was too amused by this. She decided to tell him what she found out this morning. "I have some good news about her this morning though."
"Oh?" Kyle perked up a bit.
"Yes, apparently there is a camp in Berlin where they stuck everyone that was in the German Army as kids. Most likely Ashley should be there." Washu told him.
"Then we got to tell the rest of the gang!" Kyle grinned and started to head toward the exit, but was stopped by Washu.
"Before you leave Romeo, put some clothes on." Washu smiled up at him.
~*~
After quickly throwing on his underwear and pants, he proceeded to dash around the house waking up everyone, getting them to gather in one room.
"What is the meaning of this Mr. Jones?" Ayeka demanded crankily, Jared nodded slowly, he was tired still, and looked ready to pass out at any minute.
"Well, Washu found her."
Mihoshi's drooping head shot up, "She found Ashley?" She asked eagerly.
Washu nodded smiling, "I have the location and everything."
"Oh thank you Washu!" Mihoshi cried as she hugged the scientist tightly.
"Your welcome." Washu managed to wheeze out, Mihoshi was squeezing her much to tightly.
~*~
The blonde woman yawned, and rubbed her eyes. The plane flight from Okiyama to Berlin had been a long tiring one. She switched her suitcase to the other hand, then looked at the directions Washu had given her, they were a tad be confusing, but, she would find her way.
It was time to begin walking, it was a bit of a windy day that day, it blew her hair around, it was once shiny, not it had a dull gleam to it, it was also a tad bit tangled from not combing it.
'I'm coming Ashley. Please still be there.'
CHAPTER EIGHT COMPLETE
Wow, this one took longer then expected. Well, so, there going to be a sub- chapter after this, so, I better get working on it. This is your authoress saying: Don't judge a man by his socks.
Shinigami Forever! Carol Maxwell