Pretty 54: Homura x Yuyaki II

That afternoon, another set of customers exit the small shop. Yuyaki at the register shyly bows.

"Th-thank you...please come again." the tanned girl says as they close the door. She then lets out a soft, long sigh, slumping on the counter as she looks her way towards her co-worker and girlfriend, Homura. "Say, Homura-san. Why do we...have to wear...these in the shop...of all places?"

Homura sighs as well as she finishes up putting another set of swimsuits on the hook. "Beats me. I'm wondering about it myself, Yuyu-chan."

The outfits they are wearing are nothing but Naked Aprons. For both of them, it's really ridiculous. Plus that, it's really embarrassing. None of them know WHY they were doing this in the first place, but one thing for sure...two very familiar people came up with a business like this.

"This sucks..." Homura stands up and stretches out her arms. "We've been in here since earlier this morning. And look, we got about more than 40 customers ever since we first opened, and it's just our first day!"

Yuyaki drops her head on the counter. "Ahhhh...this is so embarrassing. I never even realized that we...we would have this many...customers in a day..."

"Come to think of it...why were WE chosen to do this?" Homura questions. "I got other jobs to do other than this. Why are you here?"

"No...idea..." Yuyaki replies. "Just...some girl begged me to start a business here with one other person..."

"One other person?" Homura says, scratching her chin. "Who could that be?"

Yuyaki is about to answer when the bell rings as the door opens. Another set of customers, about 10 of them now. The shy tanned girl sighs in defeat and greets the customers while Homura helps them out.

However, it's very hard for them to run the business while they are in these, due to the fact that they have no underwear on. Yuyaki is just fine at the counter, but she IS aware of her behind, since she can feel a chill on her back from the vents. Homura is bothered by some customers just peeking toward her behind, which irritates her. Running a business like this is a nightmare for the two of them and want to end it now.

Once the customers leave, Yuyaki lets out another heavy sigh, slumping on the counter with her head on it.

"Finally...they're gone..." She says.

"We DID make a lot of money though," Homura says. "Heck, these bikinis are almost sold out."

The tanlined girl of the two gives a big, closed-eye smile to her co-worker and beloved. She shows her perfect, pearly whites and her smile makes Yuyaki's cheeks get a shade of mocha darker in response.

"Sure, yeah, it is pretty...unorthodox, working this little shop in just...these aprons, but we're doing great! You're doing great, Yuyu-chan! We're in this together~!" Homura pumps a fist and her eyes are ablaze with her trademark confidence and resolve. This inspires Yuyaki and the snow-haired girl raises her head from the counter top and smooths down the front of her Naked Apron and stands at attention, ready to welcome anyone that comes in next.

"Y-Yes! Homura-san...we're...together in this...as sketchy...as it is...I'll keep doing...my best!" Yuyaki's voice raises just a tiny, subtle bit in volume, inspired by her beloved's enthusiasm, despite, again, the "work uniform"...or lack thereof. That draft blowing down below is really getting to her...

Then, Homura approaches Yuyaki with a loving look in her eyes and softly-smiling lips. The black-haired tanned girl stands in front of her girlfriend, on the opposite side of the counter, and gently places her warm, strong hand over Yuyaki's velvety, delicate ones.

"Homura...san..." The precious snow-haired Senran maiden feels her heart beat faster as she sees her beloved's face oh so slowly approaching hers.

"Y'know...I've...heh...I've wanted to do things to you...all day long, now~" Homura grins and her confidence and bold approach makes Yuyaki tremble with anticipation.

"I...I...f-feel...the same way...Homura-san...you're...so gorgeous..." Yuyaki utters and she and Homura breathe the same air as their faces lean closer to each other...and then, the two almost feel their hearts leap out of their Naked Apron-clad chests when the bell chimes, indicating a new customer has arrived.

But fortunately for them...or unfortunately...it's not a customer, not a total stranger. Instead...it's way worse.

"HEEEEEY, HOWYA'LLL DOIN'~?" Katsuragi greets loudly. Ayame leaps in to link arms with the blonde.

"You two doing okay?" the black haired Hanzo student winks.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa~!" Homura backs away from Yuyaki. "What are you two doing here!?"

"Here to check up on you two of course~!" Katsuragi answers and looks around the shop. "Whoa! You have hit the jackpot on your first day~! Never expected this much to be sold out!"

Ayame nods in agreement. "You two really have the makings of two businesswomen after all~"

"Wait a minute..." Homura says. "Was this hell of a plan...your idea all along?"

"Of course!" Katsuragi winks with a toothy grin. "I mean, come on! Ayame was part of it too. She INSISTED on having you two run this shop~"

Yuyaki squeaks at the blonde's answer. "Eep! S-so...then..."

"That's right~!" Ayame says. "When I ran into you, I KNEW in my heart that you would be perfect~"

"And I insisted on Homura to play the part as well~" Katsuragi says.

Yuyaki blushes so hard that her face is darker red than her tanned skin. She buries her face in her hands to hide the embarrassment, but Katsuragi turns toward the shy tanned girl.

"Awwww, what's wrong, Yuyaki~?" the blonde says. "Come on, don't be so down. I mean look at you~! That apron...I was the one that picked that out for you!"

"Y-you...did?"

"Mm-hmm! I'm glad I came here to check up on you because..." She raises her hands and wiggles her fingers. "I want some of that oppai! Just the top sticking out like that makes me want to go for it~!"

Yuyaki puts on a frightened expression, covering her chest as she backs away. "N-no...please! Go away!"

"Don't wanna~!" the blonde says. "These oppai are just begging for me to grope them!"

"No...don't! Stop!" Yuyaki shuts her eyes and turns away, bracing for the impact. However, she doesn't feel Katsuragi's hands groping her chest. Opening one eye, she can see Homura already grabbing Katsuragi's wrist and pulling her towards her with a death glare, fire in her eyes.

"Keep away...from my beloved," she growls.

Katsuragi's perverted grin is still plastered on her face...yet her baby-blue eyes are the very definition of terrified and petrified. Plus, her hand starts to go blue.

"H-H-H-Hooomura-chan...g-girl, you're...you're hurting me...m-m-m-my hand...I...can't feel...my...my fingers..." Katsuragi's voice goes up a few octaves, now a squeak more high-pitched than Murakumo with her mask off. That, and tears are about to spring forth in her eyes.

Homura's glares into Katsuragi's very soul.

"Good. If you can't feel your fingers, you can't grope my girlfriend, the woman I love more than anyone else on this world and the next." Homura speaks with a solid, cold tone. Katsuragi's legs start to shake.

"K-K-Katsu-nee-sama understand, Homura-san! Please don't take away the greatest tool of her trade! You understand, Katsu-nee-sama, don't you?!" Ayame quickly comes to her Lady Kat's defense and she gingerly, oh so gingerly and carefully, places both hands on Homura's forearm that has Katsuragi in her hand's grasp.

"..." Homura's green eyes gaze at Ayame, then back at her beloved fellow tanned Senran, who is giving subtle hand motions to indicate she's alright, along with a gentle, reassuring, tiny little smile.

"...Ok. For her own sake, she better have learned her lesson." And Katsuragi then sighs and winces, utterly relieved, as her poor wrist gets released and Ayame quickly guides her Lady Kat's hand to her ample bosom to gently rub the back of her hand, wrist and forearm with a gentle, soothing massage.

"A-A-Anyway...O-OW...OWowowowowow...Ok...y-you two look incredible and, and your business can only grow from here! R-Right, Ayame?" Katsuragi tries to defuse the tense situation.

Homura rolls her eyes and huffs, crossing her arms over her chest while Yuyaki gives an awkward giggle.

"Yeah! Yeah, Katsu-nee-sama! I bet that, in just a couple of weeks' time, we could make grand expansion plans! Venues in at least four other beach-side towns! We can make an incredible profit here! H-Here, take this number, girls! It's a fashion brand that will gladly take this store and restock it with the finest beachwear and equipment you'll ever need!" Ayame uses one hand to pass Homura a little business card.

The tanned Naked Apron Senrans look over it together.

"The...Loving Gingerbread...Little Bird? That's...a...unique name for...a fashion brand..." Yuyaki observes.

Homura scratches her head. "Eh, Ok. We'll call them later. Now, you two schemers, scram! We're near closing time!"

Katsuragi and Ayame give high-pitched squeaks and almost leave a cloud of dust in their shape in their haste to get out of the store and away from the Crimson Squad leader's blazing glare.

With that out of the way, Homura closes the door and puts up the "Closed" sign. Both of the tanned girls sigh in relief from the shenanigans of Katsuragi and Ayame.

"Goddamn!" Homura curses. "Those two are just...one hell of a...!"

"H-Homura-san!" Yuyaki stands up and quickly takes her hands in hers to calm her down. "They're gone. Please...let's just...relax and get things...organized before we leave."

Homura nods and smiles at her beloved. "You're right. But first...~"

"First?" Yuyaki tilts her head in confusion.

Homura gently lets go, intertwines Yuyaki's hands in hers. The shy tanned girl lets out a small gasp, being the perfect opportunity for Homura to lean in and kiss her beloved right on the lips. Yuyaki's eyes widen just for a moment upon being kissed like this. However, her body relaxes and lets the Crimson Squad leader smooch her. The kissing continues as Homura gently pushes her until both of them are on the floor with Yuyaki letting out a squeak.

The two pull away just for moment just to gaze into each other's eyes from falling on the floor like that.

"Sorry, Yuyu-chan," the black haired tanned girl says. "Are you okay?"

"I'm...fine..." Yuyaki can't help but still gaze into her beloved's eyes.

Homura does the same...just for about a good 30 seconds before gently pinning her on the floor and then kissing her again, this time a deeper, more passionate kiss. Homura's tongue immediately goes inside Yuyaki's mouth, moans being heard from both of them, one very soft from Yuyaki and the other slightly louder from Homura.

Yuyaki has never been kissed this much, not since the two started dating. Homura pulls away slightly to catch her breath and then go for more. The shy tanned girl doesn't know if she can keep up with her.

The two girls in love gaze at each other with hazy, lust and love-clouded eyes, Homura licking away the tiny little string of saliva that bridged their lips after pulling away for some precious air to flow back into their burning lungs.

"Haaah...hah...Ho...mura-san...hah...w-what...gives...? You're...quite...forward now...~" Yuyaki breathes, her enormous chest heaving and swaying this way and that, sometimes letting off the cutest little moans when the peaks of her breasts brush against Homura's own heaving globes of warm flesh, the friction of their Naked Aprons providing lovely pleasure to them both.

"Heh...hah...mm...oh man, s-sorry Yuyu-chan...you're just...irresistible...you look so gorgeous...and sexy...oh damn, I'm so hot for you, Yuyu-chan...you and your...heh...you and these Naked Aprons we're wearing...in a way, I should thank Katsuragi and Ayame for this crazy idea of theirs..heh..." Homura nuzzles Yuyaki's nose and cheek, rubbing not unlike an affectionate kitten, even cooing sweetly when the shy tanned girl reaches out and gently caresses the small of her back and hip as well as threads the fingers of the other hand through her girlfriend's own fantastic ponytail.

"I...I feel...the...the same way, Homura...san...please...at least, let's...let's close up shop...and go home...together...Ok? Then...we can both...go...go crazy...~" Yuyaki whispers in Homura's ear.

The tanned Senran on top lets off a soft gasp and pulls back, shifting to get off of her lady and help her back up to her feet.

"W-Whoa...that's new, Yuyu-chan...~ W-What gives?" The girl's emerald-green's have a twinkle in them.

Yuyaki gives a sweet, tiny but meaningful smile.

"B-Because...you're...my knight in shining armor...p-protecting me from...Katsuragi-san's...gropey hands...y-you must be...rewarded...I love you, Homura...san..."

"...whoa...I love you so much, woman!" Homura swoops in for a deep, passion and tongue-laden kiss that leaves Yuyaki with an adorable, star-struck look in her eyes. Homura giggles and with their ninja speed, the two tanned Senran Naked Apron-wearing maidens hopelessly in love with each other finish up with closing up their swimwear and beach gear shop and then, the two ninja-run back home.

They may just keep working this unexpected, silly job...if only to keep seeing each other in their "work uniforms"...and keep indulging in their love after a good, hard day's work. The "rewards"? Those are a bonus.

~The End~

Major Mikey: Ok, for realsies now...thank God~for dem Cards~

Yuri-chan: Yes! Dem cards! And...yes, I got it SO bad for Yuyu-chan these days. She's just so adorable, next to Murasaki~

Major Mikey snickers as he pets Yuri-chan Yyyyyyyup. Hoh yup. Yes, you do, Yuri-chan~ And Yuyu-chan in a Naked Apron? Baby, sign me up! "O"

Yuri-chan: That would make business go flying~ Hence what we did here~ So, yeah, everyone! Let us know what we did for this story~ The return of our beloved Tanned Girls~

Major Mikey: And let us know if you'll support their new business! 8D They were mentored by the best, after all. LOL Ayame and Katsuragi, the madwomen. ;P This was so~much fun, Yuri-chan~ Thanks for keeping me in shape. :3

Seeya'll next Pretty~!

Yuri-chan: Have a nice day~

Semper-Fi! Carry on!