GENDER CONFUSED?!(oh no…)
Hello, it's me again, chapter 3 of gender confused na?! wiii!!!
You already know what happened right? So in this chapter, expect that Hotaru will get crazier! And Ruka a pervert too!? no!!!!!! But he plans to be a priest right?-no, he won't be one definitely-
Grrrrr…..
CHAPPIE 3. SHE ACTS SO STRANGE, AS USUAL
Hotaru was out of the tree, and walking in the corridor of the rooms for all two-star high school students. She was walking on the path that led to Nogi's room. Her head kept on replaying the events of just a few minutes ago. She had been overcome with laughter that she could barely hold which is why she had decided to come down from the tree and lay off Nogi's back for a while. But once she was down from the tree, she could not stop herself from bursting once again in laughter.
So now she was inside, and was grinning hugely. Thank God, no one was up and about, or they might not believe it was really her.
She stopped in front of a door, and tried to calm herself. When she felt ready, she raised her fist and knocked.
Once…twice…thrice…
She stopped when no one seemed to be answering the door anytime soon, and she heard noises, scuffles. Probably he was panicking and trying to get himself in decent clothes. What else would two men do whom she hinted at being more than friends? Mentally, she grinned like a Cheshire cat, he was oh so naughty, no one, not even herself, thought he could be interested in his own gender.
She raised her fist again, and lowered her head to hide her smile. She looked up when instead of knocking on hard wood, she knocked on something soft, like cloth.
She was not surprised that she had knocked on his chest, instead her eyes were filled with merriment when she looked at him.
She did not wait for him to motion her inside. She just squeezed in the space between the doorframe and Ruka, since Ruka was leaning on the door. She went inside confidently and looked around.
Ruka was mesmerized for a moment until Hotaru squeezed between him and the doorframe. He was sure she didn't notice that her breasts had, it had brushed his arm, and for a moment he couldn't move, glued to the spot he was.
He didn't close the door, just left a small gap, for why? He didn't know. Nevertheless, he went to his bed and sat in the neat, and orderly white spreadsheet. He folded his arms and watched her going about his room which he knew was smaller than hers; he was a two-star, while she was a three-star.
He was interested in the reason she was here. Was she going to blackmail him again?
His gaze went to observe that she was wearing a dark blue spaghetti-strapped blouse and black jogging pants and her shoulder-length ebony hair was swaying with her every movement. And then he noticed the two humps in her front. If she bent down, would he—
He shook his head vigorously. What the hell was he thinking? Is he becoming like Natsume in his way of thinking just because he spent too much time with him? Maybe being hentai is contagious. He could not look up yet, maybe his eyes would stray to those noticeable front of hers again. Damn! She was wearing clothes that fit her like second skin!! She should not wear such clothes!
"ah…."
She was nodding approvingly while looking at the mirror. Did she find it fascinating that he would have a mirror in his room? After all he never found much use for it in his room. He didn't need one since the girl in his room always showed him pictures of how he looked, and then selling it. He sighed.
Looking up, he leaned backwards, his palms face down on the bed to support his weight, his legs stretched out. Hotaru turned toward him, her hair following out from behind her, her hands clasped at her back, which caused her 'humps' to stand out.
There he was doing it again! He mentally chastised himself, he was not a hentai like Natsume and would never be one. He reluctantly tore his eyes away from the enticing view and focused on that pretty face. And saw…
Amethyst eyes glowing evilly.
He readied himself for the upcoming battle which was heralded by that look. The look of I'm-going-to-earn-money-and-soon, it could also be the I-have-a-surprise-for-you-which-you-wouldn't-like. Either look meant trouble for him.
Hotaru had not seen anything in his room, but it was as she expected. The pause, the noise, the scuffles before the door was opened. His faraway look as he was looking at her. He did not probably noticed that she was watching him from the mirror. She wondered about the mirror since she never knew he had one until today, it was large and wide. Much larger than her but it would easily show the whole of Ruka's body.
And then she noticed the small open window in the bathroom, the door was closed as she remembers it was, that was probably where the other guy had escaped.
Ne, Ruka, who is he?
She was now more than curious. She fervently hoped that she would know who that man was. She had an image in her mind of torturing that guy.
What was happening to her? She only needed this information to blackmail him in the near future if she ever needed to. She sighed, turned and looked at him with feigned excitement, and saw him looking at another part of her anatomy. Or was he? After all, directly behind her was the bathroom, maybe he was looking for things that the other man left behind, at this possibility she felt indifference. She wouldn't care. She then called him to get his attention.
"Ruka."
"Imai. What do you want?"
She was about to answer him when she felt something soft nuzzling her ankles, when she looked down, it was Usagi. She bent down, scratched his long, furry ears and then grabbed the bunny and held him to her chest. Ruka was looking at the bunny.
I really envy this bunny of mine.
He thought. He had broken into a cold sweat when Hotaru bent down, not in front of him, of course, but side view, still what he saw could brand him a hentai forever. She might not look like it, but is she seducing him?
He sweatdropped at the idea. Weird things were coming into his head tonight, must be the mirror.
"Well, I was just here to look at something. I was hoping to ask you but I seemed to forget what it was." He tore his gaze from his bunny and looked at her.
What was that? She forgot something? He laughed at the absurdity of the idea. Hotaru always had a reason for whatever she was doing. Something smells fishy here.
"Bye."
He was about to utter something but she had already grabbed her panda bag that was always with her nowadays. Probably a new invention. The door closed loudly and he smoothed the fur on his bunny's back.
"Usagi, was it nice?" he was absently looking at the bunny.
"Hey, pretty boy, snap out of it."
His head abruptly raised and he faced the image of his own in the mirror.
"What?", he looked at the mirror accusingly.
"If you must know, you were asking your bunny what it felt to be held to those nice breasts, and to be touched by those hands. You're envious of you're bunny, pretty boy."
"What?!"
Ruka was blushing ten shades of red and was about to make it eleven. Recalling everything he must have thought in the past minutes spent with Hotaru.
So you mean he didn't notice or even know he was doing that? The image thought loudly and it sweatdropped when Ruka made it 12 shades of red.
That was not supposed to happen. My hands made the wrong story. –grabs hand and strangles it- but I like the results!!!!!
Ruka is not as hentai as Natsume so don't worry, it was all unintentional in Ruka's part. He can't stop himself.
No panty of Hotaru will be revealed in this story, but Ruka may plead his case. We'll never know…..-grins evilly-
Review, and no one has sent me a flame yet! –cries wildly, madly, twin fountains of tears erupts from my eyes.- uwaaaa!!!!!