DISCLAIMER: I do not own Kannazuk No Miko. (Or Chikane would be mine xD)
So, I am utterly amazed at how Makoto has been so lovingly received by all of you. I honestly did not think people would enjoy her character but I am so so so so so SO glad that she makes all of you smile (^_^). Thank you for all your reviews and I hope you enjoy this chapter.
Saotome Makoto loved Himeko with all her heart. She saw the blonde as the younger sister she had always wanted. She felt honored that Himeko considered her the one she came to share secrets, tears, and simply confide in. When it came to Himeko; Makoto was willing to do as much as she could to keep a smile on the blonde's face.
However, this was just pushing it.
Himeko had convinced Makoto to go with her to the mall to get Chikane a gift for the date that night. Himeko had dragged the auburn-haired woman to a jewelery store but that was not the reason for why Makoto was anxiously sweating or for why her blood-pressure was soaring unhealthily high. No, the bane to her existence was the little shop directly across from the jewelery store.
The pastry shop.
A year ago, when Himeko and Makoto had become Freshmans in college, they had come to the city mall to adventure through it during one, uneventful summer day. They meandered through the super-size complex for about an hour but then the two had spotted the cute little pastry shop. Makoto, still to this day, blames the hand of the devil for guiding the two into the little shop of delicious doom because what happened to Makoto that summer was worse than the day Hiroshima was nuked.
Makoto had managed to gain 15 pounds in one week of discovering the bakery. When school began after the summer ended, Makoto had developed a striking resemblance to a tire company's logo; the Michelin man. She had come close to weighing nearly 280 pounds and was borderline diabetic. Through some odd ignorant bliss, Makoto swore that she didn't realize that she had gained so much weight and blamed the delicious pastries and their apparent black magic against her. So, Makoto was unable to be part of the college track team for her freshman year but she did manage to regain her sculpted, athletic figure and enjoyed the fruits of her hard work as a member of the track and field team this year.
But, the nightmares of reverting back to becoming morbidly obese were knocking at the door of her pastry-addicted conscience once again as her bright, blue eyes drank up the baked goods that were in the front window display cases.
They want me...they want me so bad..my beautiful cream-filled sirens are calling to me...they need me! Makoto thought to herself as she felt her saliva glands begin to drown her tongue.
Himeko was too busy scanning a select few of jewelery to notice that Makoto was making her way slowly towards the little shop of delectable sin. The blonde decided to purchase a white-gold bracelet that had a crescent, sapphire-encrusted pendant hanging from it. She chose that particular bracelet because the sapphires matched Chikane's eyes and hair but the crescent represented the beautiful and mysterious moon; which was also the embodiment of Chikane's character. She purchased Chikane's gift and turned around to face her friend but no one was near her. Himeko scanned the immediate area and then she saw the most pitiful sight ever.
Makoto had reached her destiny and had plastered her face against the pastry shop's window. She placed both hands against the glass and widened her eyes as big as she could to take in the absolute marvelousness of the pastry. It was but a simple cheese Danish and it sat regally upon a golden tray to bring out the yellowish-tinge of the cream that was mixed in with the cheese itself. The tray was set upon a golden pedestal and the lamps that were stationed around the pastry helped glorify its soft, flaky outer crust. Makoto opened her mouth against the window and her breath fogged up the glass as her eyes glazed over with bliss. She could almost smell the pastry, taste the pastry, and feel the pastry. Makoto opened her mouth wider, as if to give the pastry a passionate taste, but then she unknowingly began to lick the glass with all her might.
And lick it good that she did.
Passerbys stared in absolute shock as the auburn-haired woman began to moan slightly through her licks. But to Makoto, simply licking the glass was not enough to please the pastry so she began to whisper sweet nothings to it between licks and moans. Himeko, who now stood behind Makoto, blushed as Makoto revealed to everyone around her just how well she could use her tongue.
"Ma-Mako?" Himeko said tentatively.
"-oh god you look so good, baby-" Makoto was obviously oblivious.
"Mako?"
"-I'll put my tongue between your folds-"
"Hello?"
"-oh god you taste so good and you're so moist-"
"Makoto..."
"-mm just lay there and let me work-"
"Makoto!"
"-hmm? What blonde? You're the only blonde for me-" Makoto's face had taken up a wolfish grin and Himeko knew she had to act fast before Makoto devoured the glass and the pastry all together.
"MAKOTO!" Himeko grabbed her friend by the shoulders, spun her around to face her, and then slapped her back to reality.
Makoto's face flushed red as she massaged her cheek and stared grimly at her best friend. "...thank you for saving me some shred of decency."
Himeko drew in a sharp breath. "Let's go before you end up really making love to it."
Makoto nodded her head and began to follow Himeko out of the mall but her heart screamed at her to bid farewell to the pastry at least. The auburn-haired woman turned her head back to the pastry, blew it one last sorrowful kiss, and reluctantly trailed behind Himeko.
"So, how do I look?" Himeko asked as she stood in front of Makoto.
The blue-eyed woman was sprawled on the couch and looking as disheveled and pathetic as she possibly could. During one of her sobbing fits, she had even pulled out the green-laced braid she always wore to symbolize her agony. She managed to shift her watery blue eyes to her friend and she weakly nodded her head.
"You look beautiful...just like my Danish!" Makoto broke into another fit of sobs and she dramatically rolled off the couch.
The blonde frowned at her friend but she didn't say anything. She wore a simple, red dress and had her hair tied up into a ponytail with a red ribbon. Her attire brought out the endearing and innocent look that mainly comprised her personality. She sighed and was about to make her way back to her room to change when the doorbell rang. She went to see who it was and there before her stood the most beautiful of queens.
Chikane wore a sparkling, royal blue dress that hugged her curves like as if it were her second skin. Her hair was put up into a regal bun and accented with silver hair-pins in the shape of butterflies that glimmered in the light. The only jewelery she wore were a pair of dangling white-gold earrings and a matching necklace that was weighed down by a sapphire in the shape of a cherry-blossom. She held within her graceful hand a velvety jewelery box, which she offered to Himeko immediately.
The blonde accepted the gift, blushed, and rushed back to her room. She came back with Chikane's gift and handed it to the woman in blue. The two quickly left the apartment and made their way to Chikane's car. When they were seated and ready to go, they decided to open up their gifts before they began their date.
"This is beautiful! Thank you so much, Chikane." Himeko beamed as she stared at the contents of the jewelery box.
Inside was a gold necklace that had a ruby-studded pendant on it. The pendant was in the shape of a flaming, red sun and Himeko blushed as she realized that her gift to Chikane complimented the necklace.
Surely such coincidences had to be a direct act from some god.
"Here, allow me." Chikane lifted the necklace from the box, unclasped it, and surrounded Himeko's soft neck with it.
Chikane leaned in closer to Himeko and the blonde felt her face fire up with nervousness and excitement. The brunette took her sweet time to clasp the necklace and she smiled at Himeko before slowly pulling away. Himeko realized that she was holding her breath and she quickly exhaled.
"Let me help you too." Himeko returned the favor as she clasped the white-gold bracelet on Chikane's slender wrist.
Chikane politely thanked her as she started the engine and carefully navigated the car from the apartment complex's parking lot and towards the restaurant for their dinner date.
Chikane pulled her car up in front of a beautiful steakhouse. The edifice of the building was stylized after the ancient Greek Parthenon. The entrance's pillars were carved out of cream-laced, white marble and two statues of the beautiful goddess Athena were erected on each side of the entrance. Himeko was snared in awe at the majesty of the restaurant.
"Ready to go in?" Chikane asked as she handed her car off to a valet.
Himeko nodded her head and Chikane lead the way in.
"Hi, welcome to Athena's; do you have a reservation?" A bubbly young girl at the front desk asked.
"Yes and it should be under Himemiya Chikane." Chikane said with the most enrapturing voice the girl had ever heard.
The young girl scanned through the computer and found the reservation. She grabbed two menus and lead the former priestesses to their seats. They were seated outside near a bubbling fountain that had a statue of Athena standing stoically in the center as jets spewed water around her. Himeko was amazed at how life-like the statue seemed and she kept her eyes glued on it as she sat herself down. Chikane studied Himeko's face and smiled at herself at the darling charms Himeko was always unintentionally exuding.
"Whoever carved that statue is one amazing artist." Himeko said breathlessly.
Chikane didn't remove her eyes from the blonde. "Yes, quite beautiful indeed."
Himeko faced Chikane and blushed. "You look beautiful tonight." Himeko complimented as she stared down at her lap.
Chikane reached across the table, placed two fingers under Himeko's chin, and gently raised her amethyst-eyes to her sapphire ones. "And so are you, Himeko. You shouldn't be afraid to look directly at me for I am the one who is lacking when it comes to you."
The blonde was sure that her heart had exploded at the moment Chikane touched her. But, she realized that her heart was still alive and well when it began to happily dance against her ribcage at Chikane's words. She blushed again and took Chikane's hand and caressed it with her own. This time, it was Chikane who felt a blush bloom across the bridge of her nose as Himeko's warm hand held hers. The two just sat there, completely content at lovingly gazing at each other.
A waiter came to take their orders and their food arrived within a reasonable amount of time. They both reached across the table, laced their fingers together, and ate their dinner. No words were spoken as their eyes did all the speaking. Himeko blushed the entire dinner as she lost herself within the oceanic whirlpool of Chikane's eyes. The blonde no longer felt nervous as she held onto Chikane's elegant hand and she had also found the confidence to be obvious about her affections for the dark-haired majesty. She would frequently flash an endearing smile at Chikane and nearly blush herself half to death by Chikane's response by gently squeezing her hand.
After they ate, they decided to walk off their food by taking a trip down to the ocean. Thankfully, the night was cool and not too cold when the two got out of the car and made their way to the sandy beach. Both women had taken off their shoes and held it in one hand while their free hand connected them. They walked silently near the water and let the ocean lap at their feet. However, Himeko stopped and she gazed out to the moonlit horizon and Chikane halted with her darling blonde.
"I wish I had my camera to capture this moment." Himeko said dreamily.
"Next time bring your camera so that you may do so." Chikane answered through a smile.
Himeko turned her eyes back to Chikane and she was hit with a sudden onset of breathlessness. Chikane was the epitome of all that was beautiful as she beamed at Himeko with nothing but adoration. She reminded Himeko of the statue of Athena but she was more perfect and her beauty more eternal than the statue of the goddess. Chikane was outlined nobly by the backdrop of twinkling stars against the inky, black sky. She stood stoically even as the cold ocean waters swirled and foamed about her ankles. To Himeko, this was her goddess in true form and all that she desired within her golden heart was to love this woman for all eternity. Without warning, Himeko closed the distance between their bodies and kissed Chikane as she wrapped her arms around the sapphire-haired woman's neck.
Chikane's eyes were wide with surprise but they quickly closed as she lost herself within the sweetest kiss she had ever tasted. Her arms wound around Himeko's slender waist and she had never felt someone's body fit so perfectly with hers. All of her senses were tingling as she tasted Himeko and felt herself relax at the softness of the blonde's lips. Everything seemed so right at this very moment and neither woman wanted it to end.
As they deepened the kiss, nature itself seemed to become excited by the two women. The wind picked up and began to flap their hairs all about them; but the two women did not part. The night air dropped a few degrees; but the two women did not part. The ocean began to crash in further up the shore and drift up to their knees; but the two women did not part. Himeko and Chikane were no longer part of reality as they reveled in their new found world of each other. Finally, the two women reluctantly parted to catch a breath and they locked eyes as their bodies tried to calm itself from the excitement of the kiss.
"Thank you. What shall we do; want me to take you home?" Chikane asked as she smiled and blushed.
MAKE HER BEG FOR YOUR SEX. For some reason, Makoto's words streaked across Himeko's brain at that moment. The blonde shook her head and a coy grin formed on her pretty, little face. "I'd love to go home with my Chikane." Himeko didn't blush as she said the words straight from her heart.
For the very first time in her life; Chikane was speechless. No words would form within her mouth and her vocal chords seemed to be frozen. All that she could do was nod her head and lead her blonde back to the car.
So I'm not sure if this will be the end or not yet. lol because of YOU GUYS (yes, the readers) I have felt an urge to keep this story going even though I'm getting some hate from my friends on this online game I play xD haha. My guildmates hate me for not leveling as fast as I used to since I'm devoting a lot of my attention to this little story to keep all of you happy since your bliss is also my bliss (^_^). Anyways, sorry for the nerd moment there haha let me know what you think so that I can either mark this as complete or add a couple more chapters. Thank you for reading as always!
