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Holiday Special ! Today, December 27, 2003
Hibaraku ne? Been a long time, huh? Sorry. Very busy. I'm getting my own place now, working full time and going to college. However, since the only internet access I will have from now on will be at my college, I will spend my free time at home working on my Japanese lessons for Otaku and these such fanfics to upload at my college. Be happy. Without further ado....
A Different Fate
Chapter 6- Carte Blanche
Cold. So cold. A shadowy figure disappears into the Hinata Sou, leaving someone behind. Lost. Utterly lost. A cold breeze blows by, as Keitaro's mouth became dry. He came across a familiar situation; that of having no clue what to do. Keitaro swallowed hard. He looked over his shoulder at Naru. Her tears were dried; a memory of what once was there. Her eyes still glistened with emotion and thoughtfulness. Where once there was despair, hope reigned. Keitaro's heart jumped and his spirits swelled at the sight, making him feel slight panic at his body's reaction with emotion that portrayed itself in the physical. He felt for a moment as if he were going to have a heart attack. He stood perfectly still as he absorbed every detail afraid to break the hope, the spark of life rekindled within Naru like a mirror into so many shards of glass. Keitaro swallowed hard. He then made one of the toughest decisions of his life. He chose to speak.
"N-Naru," he said inquisitively.
"Keitaro," she said as a statement, overflowing with affection that was never heard before.
Keitaro turned fully to face her. He looked into her eyes, lost in them, their gazes locked until Naru's eyes flickered downward for a moment before looking off into another direction. A slight red was noticeable on her cheeks. Keitaro blinked before realizing his current state of dress. He blushed also before sitting in the water to cover himself.
Naru chanced a glance over at Keitaro, finding that nothing was pointing at her, calmed down considerably. She crawled through the springs towards Keitaro, cautious, yet sure. Keitaro watched her approach, trying not to marvel at her breasts too much, to distract from the seriousness of the position put in front of them.
Naru sped up, approaching him quickly, not one to give up an opportunity when presented. She crashed into him, while wrapping her arms around his neck and meshing her lips with his, falling into the water with him. Keitaro's heart pounded in his chest as her lips danced with his, her tongue tasting him. He sucked on her tongue, so soft and warm, by reflex. She moaned into the kiss, letting her hands roam down his back caressing his muscles. He could feel the need in her touch as she ran her hands over him. He had naturally put his hands around her back holding her close. One hand, fueled by temptation, came down to rest on her rear, giving it a gentle squeeze.
Keitaro's head was spinning.
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Motoko gave Naru a look... a look she couldn't quite understand much of but its seriousness. She left us to settle this on our own. Not all was lost! Naru's heart jumped for joy as the cold feeling of loneliness like an abyss left her.
Keitaro, I....I can show you how much I love you! I WILL show you how much I love you. I will at least have that!
Naru saw the confusion in Keitaro's eyes as she looked at him, absorbing the moment with her eyes. He was nervous but still called out her name.
"N-Naru," he said.
"Keitaro!" Naru's voice said, while angels sang his name.
Naru then realized that her love was naked. She could see everything. She was still a virgin unlike Motoko, and was still shy about it, even though she intended to change that right now. Her resolve stumbled for a moment while her embarrassment and curiosity got the better of her. She took a breath.
Why would I let such a thing deter me? That's what I want....to be one with my love.
Her resolve reaffirmed, she began to go to Keitaro. Her desire, her dream was right in front of her! Before she knew what she was doing she was splashing furiously as she sped and crashed into Keitaro, pressing her lips firmly to his, no questions asked.
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"Mmmmph!"
Naru giggled as Keitaro moaned something. She refused to break the kiss for him to clarify. They had resurfaced and were still locked in an intimate kiss that was starting to become more than a kiss by two naked people.
"MMMPPH!" Keitaro said more forcefully. She reluctantly broke their kiss, and Keitaro took a sweet breath of air, not having been able to take more than light breaths through his nose after they surfaced. She looked at him questioningly in the eyes from her position atop him.
"Stop." Panic flitted across Naru's eyes before fleeting.
"S-Stop! Why?" She asked shakily, her heart once more put into turmoil. She has never felt so many feelings in all of her life as much as these last few minutes. Keitaro's eyes looked at her with barely contained pain and passion.
"I don't feel right about this....and Motoko." Naru wanted to shout at him so badly, say, "Well, fsck Motoko and let's Fsck!" But she held herself in check.
Naru lowered her head, the shadow cast by her hair obscuring her expression. Her voice was shaky but calm as she replied. "What do you want Keitaro?"
Keitaro had a million debates, socially instilled morals trying to insert themselves in his desires and dictate what he should and should not do, want and should not want. He took a breath and told them to go to hell. He decided to be honest to his heart, despite what he was supposed to say and do.
"Naru. I-I can't say I don't want this. I REALLY want this." He became silent. Naru's head lifted, bringing her expression back into view, ones shining with happiness punctuated by a big smile.
"But...," he continued. Naru's smiled faltered dramatically. "I don't want to go against Motoko, my wife's, wishes. I think she would feel left out and alone; mainly not cared for. I mean, she is probably thinking she means nothing compared to you, my first love. I don't want to make her feel that way, but neither do I want to hurt you. But either way someone will be hurt, I think."
Keitaro stood reluctantly and went the direction his wife had gone. Naru finally broke down and curled into a ball, crying pathetically, shuddering as she vocalized her pain. She was rejected.
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Keitaro found Motoko in the dining area sipping tea. She looked questioningly at him, giving off a calm acceptance of whatever he may tell her. He shook his head sadly, tears threatening to pour. Motoko deftly stood and took him into embrace.
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Naru eventually made it to bed that night, thinking over Keitaro's words, the words that stung her so hard. The more she thought of his reasons, the more she understood, but there had to be a way...there had to be.
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Motoko felt guilty for feeling so refreshed when she woke up, when one of her friends where hurting, at least, one of her former friends. She stretched and looked over at her husband and frowned. He still looked troubled. She decided to make breakfast for him to cheer him up.
And make love to him until he kills over, she thought. I'll show him how much I love him. I don't want him...to regret choosing me.
Motoko quietly got dressed and went down towards the kitchen. She came down the stairs into the reception area and turned to go into the kitchen, through the dining room. She opened the door to the dining room to find Naru there quietly munching on some rice with a nice cup of warm tea she judged from the steam. She was suddenly filled with trepidation. What would she do? Say? She couldn't begin to think of a way to handle the situation, so she opted to pretend there wasn't one. It was an escape from the harsh reality, the only way she could hope to cope with this.
"Uh, Hi.... Naru-san."
To her surprise, Naru raised her head with a huge, and suspicious for some reason Motoko couldn't fathom, smile on her face to greet her. "Hi Motoko.....chan."
Motoko blinked and then smiled in relief briefly before raising an eyebrow questioningly. Naru just smiled bigger in response. She patted the seat next to her.
"Motoko, let's talk."
Maybe she's whacked out of her gourd, Motoko thought.
Motoko swallowed hard, squelching her fear along with the action. She slowly approached and sat down, her eyes on Naru the whole time
"I thought about what Keitaro told me, yesterday," Naru said reflectively while poking at her rise with her chopsticks. "And I do want Keitaro," she added for clarification.
Motoko felt like she should be defensive, or territorial at Naru's statement, but she was saying it in such a disarming tone, one that was brimming with honesty.
"But he didn't want to hurt you. I don't either, but I want him." She looked Motoko square in the eyes. "Ya know, sometimes things comes in pairs, to get one you have to get the other."
Motoko blinked in confusion. That is until....
Soft, soft lips were pressed lightly against hers.
[End Chapter 6]
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[Carte Blanche- French, means something like Blank Check. I learned the term in History class, and it's when the Congress gives permission for the President to spend as much money on whatever he wants and do whatever he feels is necessary with it. They did this during some war, (I forget) because it's too troublesome for the congress to meet every time something needed to be done. Basically, what Motoko did last chapter was left them open options to do what they please, leaving the decision to them. A "blank check" if you will. That is why I named it this.]
WHEW! That was a HARD one to write. I wanted to leave options open, yet create another dilemma that needed to be resolved. I thought it would be interesting to do this. I have to admit, this one is fun to write and I'm glad I've gotten so many reviews from people enjoying what I enjoy to write. Thank you for the 100+ reviews I've gotten, and I hope you grace me with another 100. Thank you. Sorry my Author's notes are so short, but I put so much energy into this chapter, I'm out of words. However, to make up for it, if not released at the exact same time, my (finally named) Shinobu/Keitaro pairing story's first chapter will be released shortly. It will be called, "Addicted to your Embrace." I worry what type of responses I will from it.
