A/N: Once again, I'm late for a holiday…go me. Anyways, I can only hope this chapter makes up for the overly long wait. I apologize again. Enjoy, folks!
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Tales of the Hagane Family
Chapter 11: "My Lucky Valentine"
"Ooohhhh, sooo good.", Madoka moaned as the water dripped down her body. It felt so relieving to have a warm shower, especially in a month that was colder than normal in Metal Bey City. And the euphoric feeling of her stresses washing off her could only prove beneficial to the young life sleeping inside her. Glancing down at her stomach, Madoka couldn't help but giggle slightly at the thought of it. In fact, she still couldn't believe it, the day she found out had repeated over and over in her mind many times over the past few months. "It's all still so unbelievable, Ginga and I, starting our own family." She smiled whilst moving the shower head to her back and letting the stream of liquid pelt her, closing her eyes and taking in the pure pleasure. That was, until she felt a moist touch on her bum.
Spinning around with a yelp, she found her husband Ginga standing before her, warmly smiling while his eyes showed a much more "intimate" desire. Still being rather shy, the newlywed covered her nipples with her hands, the blush that had been permanently fixed to her cheeks for months turning a darker shade of red.
"Madoka sweetie, there's no need to be so bashful. The only ones here are you and I, after all.", he softly chuckled. Breathing a slight sigh of relief, she removed her hands, revealing the full beauty of her sopping wet breasts to his gaze. This time, it was his turn to blush.
"Sorry honey, I'm just still getting used to all this. Our love life was passionate like this before, but we've never shared a shower.", she reminded him. He took her naked body into his arms and brought her closer to his own while running his hands down the small of her slippery back. She bit her lip and cringed as a sensation started to tingle between her legs.
"I figured we could try something new.", he said, "Unless you're uncomfortable." She looked up at him and saw the concern in his face, making her know she was in good hands.
"Not at all, Ginga-kun.", she whispered in her sexiest voice. He shivered from hearing her speak like that. She pressed her breasts against him and leaned in for a moist kiss, which he returned in kind. Placing his hands gently on her waist, he turned them around and she braced herself against the glass with her hands, wiggling her rear as to entice him further. His blush grew redder, even beating out the colour of his hair which made her giggle more. He rubbed the back of his head in slight embarrassment before seizing her cheeks and spreading them as wide as she could handle. Before he could enter, though, she turned her head to face him with a tinge of worry to it. He immediately stopped and met her gaze.
"Is something wrong, Madoka?", he asked.
"Ginga, be careful.", she said while glancing down, "…the baby." He nodded and brought his face next to hers so that their eyes met, and there would be no doubt in his next words.
"I will, Madoka. I promise."
"Then take me for a ride, Hagane.", she smirked, using the same seductive tone of voice she had earlier. With no further concerns between them, they proceeded forward, the steam rising up from the shower no longer being only from the water's temperature.
A bowl of corn flakes and one shared shower later, Madoka was now at her new job of being assistant to the director of the WBBA, working towards restoring Beyblade to it's former glory. As walked into the office of her now promoted friend Tsubasa Otori, he greeted her with a welcoming hug.
"Good morning, Madoka. Glad you made it here alright, the road's are a nightmare out there.", he greeted her.
"Tell me about it.", she groaned, "I'll never know how my father managed to survive the roads around here. Then again, I was always the one in the passenger seat." They both laughed at the remark as Tsubasa gathered information from his computer and transferred it to a dumb drive.
"Alright, we've got a lot of work to do. I've gone over your design concepts for the Synchrome system with the design team, and they've made a few inquires, they're on the drive I provided.", he explained as he handed the tiny device to her.
"Why not just send it over the company network?", she asked while raising an eyebrow.
"It's a long list of inquires.", he said while rubbing his temples, "Sometimes I think these people have no idea how to design a toaster oven, let alone a beyblade." Madoka snickered a little while covering her mouth so he wouldn't notice.
"I'll get right on it, sounds like it might take up my whole day.", she said while heading out the door. Tsubasa sighed and grabbed the phone, looking through his lists of contacts for who he needed to call that day.
"It's gonna be another long day.", he sighed.
For the next hour, all that could be heard from Madoka's office was the clacking of keys as she typed up the responses to the inquires put forward, some of which were the most mind-bogglingly moronic questions she'd ever come across. She ran a hand through her hair and sighed in exasperation.
"Sounds like you could use a coffee.", a familiar voice cheerfully chimed in. Madoka looked up from her screen and leapt up in joy at the sight of her best friend, Hikaru, enveloping her in a hug. Hikaru laughed and hugged her back. "I see your as cheery as ever."
"I am now that you're here!", she chirped, "You have no idea how badly I need this." Taking the coffee, she almost tore off the lid before beginning to gulp it down. The warm and sweet taste tingled her tastebuds and brought a huge amount of relief to her already exhausted system.
"Whoa, whoa! Take it easy, Madoka!", Hikaru giggled while tipping the cup away from her friends lips. Madoka paused and blinked before tossing her hair back and licking the liquid around her lips.
"Sorry, I've just been having one of the most difficult assignments of my short career today.", she sarcastically replied.
"Tsubasa's really hammering you, huh?", Hikaru asked.
"It's not Tsubasa, it's these people on the design team.", she groaned, "Just look at some of these questions they've sent me. 'Ms. Anamo, exactly what kind of metal are we going to be using in the wheels of the new Synchrome System?' I stated clearly in the design plans that it's titanium to ensure a more stable balance in the new Zero-G stadiums! God!" She threw her arms up in frustration and slumped into her chair.
"You seem pretty wound up, girl.", Hikaru said while ruffling her friend's hair.
"I guess so. I've been a hot mess of hormones since this baby started living in my belly.", she said, "I'm supposed to be going on maternity leave soon, I'm trying to get as much progress made on this project as I can." Hikaru moved behind her and started rubbing her shoulders.
"Just chill for a minute, Madoka. It's not like the project's going to go anywhere while you're gone. Our designers are pretty good at what they do, they can keep moving forward in your absence.", she assured her.
"You're right, Hikaru. Besides, this stress isn't good for the baby.", she said, "I just wish there wasn't so much riding on the success of this." Hikaru wrapped her arms around Madoka's shoulders and nuzzled her cheek.
"Hang in there, girl. You're gonna make it through this with flying colours.", she said. Madoka laughed and blushed at her friend's actions. "Well, I've got some errands to run. I'll bring you back another coffee, but I'm making it decafe this time!"
Madoka laughed, "I think that's for the best."
The door to the B-Pit clicked shut as Madoka entered the strangely-dim store entrance. It was sunset by now, and she was surprised to see Ginga had closed the shop so early. "Hello?", she called out. To her avail, no answer was heard. She removed her jacket and hung it over a chair in the kitchen, looking around and perplexed as to why her husband wasn't around, surrounded by fans clamouring for autographs and reporters clamouring for an interview as always. However, out of the corner of her eye, she spied a soft yellow light coming from the basement. She followed it down the spiral staircase only to find a sight which made her lightly gasp.
There sat a round table draped in a long white cloth, with two silver platters on each side, and two glasses beside them while a large bottle of wine sitting in an ice bucket decorated the centre and candles were lit all around the room. And there was Ginga, casually sitting and awaiting her arrival. He smiled as she walked in and strode up to her, presenting her with a single rose.
"M'lady, where have you been? It's not polite to keep a gentlemen waiting.", he playfully teased. She smiled warmly as she took the rose.
"Forgive me, m'lord. I was tied up in affairs of the kingdom.", she teased back whilst he pulled out her chair. Grabbing the bottle of wine from it's icy holster, he popped the cork and poured some into her glass.
"Well then, let us deal with a far more enjoyable affair.", he seductively whispered into her ear. The sound of his voice made her shiver with anticipation, as her natural beauty did the same to him.
After stuffing her full of turkey and wine, he swept her into his arms and carried her to their bedroom, setting her on her feet at the door.
"And now my dear, like Napoleon, we shall divide and conquer.", he said. However, she grabbed the knob before he could and stopped him in his tracks.
"Madoka, what are yo-", he was cut off by her placing a finger on his lips and bringing her face close to his while cupping it with one hand.
"I've got a special treat for you, my dear.", she cooed, "Consider your desert. But you'll have to wait out here while I get ready." He sighed and shook his head with a smirk.
"You can't make this easy, can you?", he asked. She winked playfully and blew him a kiss before entering the room and closing the door behind her.
He tapped his foot as what seemed like hours passed, even if it had only been a few minutes. To his aching loins, it felt like eternity. Finally an angelic voice beckoned to him from beyond the door.
"Time for your desert, my winged hero."
Upon entering the room, Ginga was the one to gasp at the sight that lay before him. Madoka had spread herself across their bed, the only article of clothing that adorned her luscious body was a pair of white and pink striped panties that made a small bit of blood drip from his nose. Quickly wiping it away, the effort proved in vain after seeing what was covering her sweet breasts. Nothing more than two mounds of whipped cream. His breathing intensified, the primal desire burning hotter than before.
"Come here, my love. Eat me up.", she said while gesturing with her finger for him to come. With an almost wild energy, he leapt at her, and for the entire passage of time, the only sounds coming from that enchanted chamber were the sounds of their beautiful union. After the deed was done, they laid in each other's arms, both of them basking in the warmth of the other's body.
"Happy Valentine's Day, Madoka.", he said as he drifted off to sleep.
"Happy…wait, it's Valentine's Day?", she asked. Ginga simply let out a chuckle, as Madoka blushed at her blunder and snuggled into his chest.