Pretty 03: Miyabi & Yumi

The night was young, pleasantly warm, right in the middle of summer and for Miyabi, the team leader of Hebijo's Elite Class, the night could be going better.

She had gotten jittery at home earlier on in the evening and she had decided to go to the meeting place in a small fountain a bit earlier.

And by "a bit earlier", that means "at least two hours earlier."

"...I should have taken the train instead of...ninja-running on rooftops. Stupid, stupid! Damn it, I gotta get it together..." Miyabi bonked herself on the side of the head with her fist and then, let out a very unlady-like sigh of frustration and exhaustion, tilting her head to rest her neck on the backrest of the wooden bench she sat on.

This motion got her yet another swooning sounds of young, impressionable girls that happened to walk by at that time.

"Haaah, oh my God, that guy's so~ cool!"

"I know, right?! Daaamn, that sigh and that tilt of the head...ooohhh so kakoii~! Haah, I want to have his babies, damn it!"

Miyabi's eyebrow twitched.

Well, that was new. 'Yumi-chan...I'm sorry, but please, for the love of God, get here sooner rather than later. I can't take this anymore!' She pleaded with her beloved fellow shinobi girl, Yumi, the Ice Ninja of Gessen Academy.

She knew the girl couldn't hear her, but still, it didn't hurt to try even if she wasn't a shinobi specializing in telepathy.

"I should have gone for another look...damn it, I should consider asking Imu-chan to manage my wardrobe..." Miyabi uttered to herself after the two swooning girls from just now had walked away with pouts and near-tears at not being noticed by her.

She looked down at herself, looking down at what she wore for her summer festival date with Yumi.

Black high-heeled sandals, black slacks, an opaque white blouse with the top two buttons undone, thus displaying a lovely cleavage and a glimpse of the black-with-white-outline bra underneath.

Miyabi sighed again, and this time, it brought the attention of a drunken business man that happened to stumble by. The guy wobbled around the fountain and then, stepped up to Miyabi, standing before her with a big, drunk smile on his face.

"'Eeeeyyyy bud! 'Suuupp, mister! HIC! Wanna go for a drink? I could HIC! use a wingman, ya know~?!"

Miyabi's eyebrow twitched again.

She knew she could get away with grabbing the drunk bastard and making him drown in the shallow water of the fountain. It would be so! easy!

"Excuse me, sir, but please step away from my girlfriend?"

And thus, the drunk businessman felt his blood run completely cold at the soft-spoken request.

"Uuuuhhhhyeeeahhhh...sowwy!" And then, he stumbled away with a terrified look on his face.

Miyabi smiled with utter relief and she fought off the urge to jump into the arms of the white-and-cerulean kimono-clad beauty that stood before her, stepping forth after the drunken man had wobbled away.

Her beautiful, ice-blue eyes immediately softened as she now gazed with tender affection at her date as the sharp-dressed woman stepped up to her beloved ice shinobi.

"Thank you so much, Yumi-chan. I was just about to commit first degree murder on that guy. Hello, Yumi-chan~" Miyabi stepped forth, quickly embracing her kimono girlfriend tightly around the waist and pulling her in for a kiss.

Yumi smiled and eagerly melted into the kiss, tilting her head for a better angle to deepen their lip lock. The ice shinobi had really missed her fellow team leader for the past week. They had been busy with quick missions, training and shinobi duties in general to really spend more time together like they wished they had.

"Mmmmh, chu~ Hello to you too, Miyabi-san. I see you missed me as much as I did you." Yumi spoke softly, ever-so-softly like always, but this voice, this was for Miyabi's ears alone.

The golden-eyed ninja girl blushed softly and pressed her forehead against Yumi's, her hands on her hips and Yumi's own wrapped around her shoulders. The two just stood there for a moment, relishing in being in each other's soothing presence again.

"I've missed you too, Yumi-chan. Anyway, let's go. There is a summer festival going on tonight, after all~" The silver-haired Senran pulled back from their close embrace to give her date a dashing smile as she offered her hand for Yumi to take.

Yumi gave a tender smile and a firm nod and she took her girlfriend's offered hand, immediately intertwining their fingers as they went on their merry way to the aforementioned festival grounds.

Once there, surrounded by the hustle and bustle that comes with a lively summer festival on a warm night, Miyabi and Yumi had a great time by each other's side at all times.

Miyabi won Yumi an adorable baby polar bear plushie in a dart-throwing stand. Yumi won a blushing Miyabi a goldfish that, together, they decided Miyabi should care. The two fed each other delicious, fresh takoyaki, acting like newlyweds.

However, despite the grand ol' time the two had, there was just one little detail that kept bugging Miyabi, a little detail that Yumi was afraid would potentially ruin their date before the summer festival fireworks could even be lit up.

"Bro, that girl's soooo beautiful! That dude she's with, damn! He's one lucky bastard!"

"Mommy, look! That boy's so handsome! I wanna be his bride, Mommy~!" "Don't be silly, darling. Don't you see that cutie she's with? He's already spoken for!" "Awwww!"

"Maaan, that girl in the kimono's damn beautiful...! I wanna go talk to her!"

"No way, man! Don't you see the badass she's with? He'll surely wipe the floor with your sorry ass!"

"Yeah. Daaamn, that guy's manly and lucky!" "Word, bro."

Miyabi sighed heavily.

"Miyabi-san..." Yumi's eyes softened and her brow furrowed with concern for her girlfriend. She gave their intertwined hands a gentle squeeze and then, made the silver-haired shinobi with a fragile girl heart look up in confusion and utter a "h-huh?" upon pulling her in a direction deeper into the festival grounds.

"Y-Yumi-chan? Where are we going?" She inquired.

"Miyabi-san, this way. Come with me," was all Yumi said. Miyabi blinked twice, but then nodded. She trusted Yumi. The ice ninja was perceptive, observing. She knew Yumi no doubt knew that she was feeling uncomfortable, dismayed, bothered by the comments of the festival goers around them.

"And here we are, Miyabi-san." Yumi stopped and then, smiled softly and she held Miyabi's hands gently in her own, giving them a soft squeeze. "I did some scouting earlier today. I took a quick look around these grounds and found this place."

It wasn't much. It was little more than a clearing, but it had a perfect view of the city beyond the hill that hosted the festival and, unbeknownst to Miyabi, Yumi had searched for and picked this place for something other than the view. This was a contingency plan.

"Well...heh, the view is pretty amazing...think we can spot our dorms from here?" Miyabi chuckled and Yumi let off a soft giggle of her own.

"Miyabi-san...I love you," Yumi spoke with utter sincerity and confidence, stepping forth and cupping Miyabi's face with tender hands and then, she leaned in to seize Miyabi's parted lips with hers in a deep, passionate kiss.

The silver-haired girl's golden eyes widened and she froze but for an instant before her eyes fluttered shut and she wrapped her arms around Yumi's waist, hugging her tightly to her, their huge chests, despite being snug and securely held by their clothing, their wite shirt and kimono, still mashed and molded together with delicious friction that had both shinobi girls moaning ever-so-softly into their kiss.

The kiss was only broken, not really by the need for air, but by Yumi intentionally tripping Miyabi via slipping her sandal-clad foot behind the other girl's and pushing her body forward.

"Haah, Y-Yumi-chan?! What the-?!"

"You are a woman, Miyabi-san."

Miyabi's eyes widened and then, tears began to prickle the edges. She looked up at Yumi, who was straddling her hips, her lovely, womanly hips. Yumi's ice-blue eyes gazed into Miyabi's smoldering golds as she spoke with nothing but resolve and full confidence.

"You are a beautiful, strong, and wonderful woman, Miyabi-san. Please, don't let the opinion of any strangers and bystanders or even our enemies matter to you. They don't know you. I know you. Your team knows you. We all know you're like the fairy tail prince charming every girl wishes to be swept off her feet by, but you're a woman and you are my girlfriend."

"Y-Yumi-chan...I...oh my God, Yumi-chan...I love you. I love you so much." Miyabi cooed with a voice thick with emotion, love and tenderness and no small amount of desire.

Yumi smiled softly and leaned back down to give Miyabi a deep, passionate but tender kiss.

And then, not far from them, there was the tell-tale sound of rising fireworks that, just seconds later, bathed the sky, and Miyabi and Yumi themselves where they lay, in a rainbow of colors.

"W-Whoaa...Yumi-chan...?"

"Teehee~ Yes, Miyabi-san. Like I said, I scouted this place quickly but thorough."

"...thank you so much, Yumi-chan. I love you~"

The Ice Shinobi gave Miyabi the sweetest kiss yet and then, lay down next to her, cuddling and snuggling her side and chest.

"I love you too, Miyabi-san~"

The End

Thank you, Yuri-chan, for hearing me out as I typed this out on the chat~! Much obliged and thanks for the live commentary, too~! Here's some MiyabixYumi for ya guys and girls, 'cuz she's gotta have her waifu outside of Hebijo, seeing that the rest of her team are a bunch of rampant incestuous lesbians. 8D

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