Give What You Can

Chapter 4

I Knew You Did

Everyone woke to the smell of breakfast.

Kurumu got an early start in the kitchen. Ruby, ever the headmistress, went room to room waking up each child to start their morning rituals of cleaning themselves, making their beds, and then lining up for home schooling. There was that one child who she had to take special notice of.

"Alice..." She warned, tapping her shoe in annoyance when the little darling's lethargic disposition overtook her. "Let's go."

The kids around her poked and prodded to make more of an effort to get her going.

"What is with that child?" Ruby fumed out loud.

"Do you think it has anything to do that she's a muse?"

"A what?"

"A muse?" The child answered. "She helps people become creative and inspire them to put a better effort into what makes them happy!"

"So, when she's sleeping or tired?"

"They're not getting anything done. It affects mostly writers."

"That makes sense," Ruby agreed, deciding to whip out her wand and give Alice a little bit of tough love. "Move it!"

A small bit of static discharge tickled Alice's bottom, making her yelped. With a new spring in her step, Alice was knocking people out of the way to get her tasks done.

"There," Ruby put her wand away. "Anyone else feeling lethargic?"

The kids around her swarmed away.

Ruby brazenly flicked a stray hair from her face. "It's a gift."

xxx

Kurumu was getting help from some of the older children getting food made for lunch. Yukari and Ruby were wrapping up the morning lessons with some remedial one on one. Tsukune was helping with the laundry. Moka watched them all work from the mezzanine inside the main room. She felt well enough to get out of bed and move around. It would seem the quickened birth also included some magical recovery from Jack Frost. She knew she should be thankful, but the rushed process also pushed her to make a decision on what to do about her baby.

She thought a lot about him. She thought a lot about everything that was going on, and how everything had changed because of her selfishness. Her inner self had still refused to come out. She didn't want to deal with everything as it was now. Inner Moka should have taken over and allowed her to recover, but Outer could feel the wounded pride and shame overwhelming her inner self.

Outer Moka decided since it was mainly her actions that caused all of this, it would be her that would endure it.

Tsukune came out with several bags from the laundry room. Going from one hallway packed with his shoulders full, he came back empty, and headed to get more.

Moka fluffed her hair and made her way down the stairs to go help.

When she got to the laundry room, the sound of flirty giggling and Tsukune's playful chuckles coming from the other side of the door. When she opened it, there was Kurumu, playing keep away with Tsukune's underwear.

Kurumu was sitting on the dryer, one legged hooked around Tsukune's waist, one hand up high with a pair of tighty whities. Tsukune was reaching for them, but not without Kurumu's unbuttoned blouse and bountiful breasts nearly smothering him the more he reached.

The common lecture for Kurumu to stop that because Tsukune hated it stopped short. That was the normal cycle of things. Kurumu would try to bury him in her boobs, and Tsukune would get embarrassed.

This time he wasn't.

Tsukune was looking at Kurumu in a way that was very familiar. He was having fun. He was piqued and, to her own heartbreak, he was interested in Kurumu how he had once been interested in her.

"Hey, Moka," Tsukune reached up and snagged his underwear from Kurumu's out stretched hand.

Kurumu whined a bit, but smiled invitingly when Tsukune didn't look away from her gaze. He leaned up to her, tilting his chin. She sighed hopefully, quivering in breath and touch, pulling him to her, and lowering her mouth to him...

"He always had trouble separating the whites from colors," Moka interrupted, making her way behind them load laundry bags for everybody.

Kurmu and Tsukune parted, the moment lost with Moka's presence.

"These are very...daring," Moka picked up some risque G-string panties and a few pieces of garter belts.

"Oh my," Kurumu giggled, not ashamed at all.

"Those are yours?" Tsukune rested his hands on her knees.

"Oh, Moka," Kurumu waved another of Tsukune's underwear at her. "Those are quite daring. Whoever is wearing those must be quite brave."

"They're not yours?" Moka asked skeptically.

"No."

"Really?" Tsukune asked as well, doubtful.

"They're not!" Kurumu squawked in feigned indignation. "But, seriously. I only wore stuff like that at the club. I don't need it anymore." Kurumu 'tee-hee'd' behind her fingertips. "I must say that is some rather spicy equipment."

"Whoever would..." Moka wondered, putting it to the side.

The door opened with Ruby humming merrily to herself. "Good afternoon everyone." She turned to Tsukune and gave a deferential lower of her head. "Master."

Walking directly to the table, she picked up a few items here and there, and then plucked some even more daring undergarments Moka hadn't found quite yet. Walking out she gave a cheery smile and disappeared.

"We all knew about Ruby, but that still doesn't answer who these-"

The door opened and Yukari entered wearing her extended length witch's outfit. Seeing the tension in the room, her bright dark purple eyes gleamed with interest. "Is there going to be a threesome in here, desu? Can I join in! I'm old enough now!"

"What? God, no!" Kurumu cringed in disgust.

"Yukari, behave," Moka scolded lightly. "You shouldn't talk like that. You're...you're..."

Moka added up the years. So did everyone else.

"I'm twenty years old now!" Yukari crossed her arms over her chest and hurumph'd. "Oh, and just so you know, I've had sex!"

Everyone winced, shaking their heads.

"Yukari, c'mon. We raised you, practically." Tsukune nearly croaked at the image in his head.

"Yeah, besides," Kurumu grinned, giving her a little dig. "Whose the unlucky guy? He must have been pretty desperate. Did you have to pay him? Did he-"

"She," Yukari correct, walking up to Moka and snatching the scandalous pair of underwear and garters she was just examining. "is none of your business. You have had no interest in my love life while you have been dealing with your own."

Everyone watched in disbelief as Yukari filled her arms with tiny pieces of lingerie in her arms and lift her nose at them. "Oh, and just so you know, I've already had a threesome and it was amazing, desu!"

She slammed the door as hard as she could, leaving everyone to fill the empty silence that followed.

"Did you know?" Kurumu asked, her hands on top of Tsukune's.

"I've been kind of pre-occupied, so no." He admitted shamefully.

Moka eyes went straight to Tsukune's hands on Kurumu's knees and her hands on top of his.

"No, I didn't." Moka picked a few items from the gargantuan load of laundry and left.

xxx

Kurumu watched Moka leave. Tsukune's hands slid against Kurumu's sleek thighs. He was looking at her, really looking at her. She had wanted him to look at her like that for a very long time, but there was this small voice in the back of her head that was screaming for her to say what she knew was wrong with this situation.

"Tsukune," Kurumu touched his cheek so he would look at her dark amethyst eyes. "What are you doing?"

"Do you want me to stop?" Tsukune pulled away, but Kurumu's heels hooked him tighter against her.

"Absolutely not!" She hugged him close, burying his face in her bosom. She squealed in delight that he sighed while melting into her.

"You know, I always loved this." Tsukune admitted, nuzzling into the soft crevice of her T-shirt and neck.

"Ya-ho-hoo," She cheered quietly, letting him stay as long as he wanted. "I knew you did."