A/N: Many thanks to those who are following this story. I really appreciate each and everyone of you. I hope you all have had the happiest of holidays, and I have written a little holiday present to warm your hearts at the end of this chapter.

(This fiction is based on the characters and settings created by Oyuki Konno)

"You're sure you'll be OK while I'm gone?" Sachiko asked the younger girl in front of her.

"I'll be fine, Sachiko. Though I wish you would tell me what your meeting is about. You've seemed troubled ever since your father called." Yumi replied with concern showing on her face.

"Do you trust me, my love," the older girl inquired.

"Always." Yumi stated without hesitation.

"It's about ensuring our future together. I don't want to say anything more just yet." Sachiko told the younger girl.

"OK, I'll be ready to listen when you want to tell me. Good Luck." Yumi said as the older girl walked out the door.

Yumi closed the door and started to ready herself for her own meeting. She took out the nicest outfit Aya-chan had packed, a navy blue, ankle length skirt, and a white silk blouse, and put it on. She grimaced when she looked at herself in the mirror. The swelling on her face had gone down a bit, but the bruising remained. 'If anyone asks about it, I'll just tell them I fell,' she thought as she brushed the wrinkles out of her skirt.

Yumi collected Aya-chan and the two women left the apartment, and made their way to Lillian. On the way Aya-chan turned to Yumi and asked. "You're going to be a teacher, Yumi-sama?"

"Yes, Aya-chan, It's something I've always wanted to do, helping children reach their full potential, giving them the tools and support needed to succeed." the brown-haired girl answered. "Also since the likelihood of me having children in the future is practically nil, being a teacher would allow me the opportunity to vicariously experience motherhood. Selfish, isn't it?"

"I think you'll be a great teacher, Yumi-sama," Aya-chan told the other girl. "You are a very loving and caring person. You'll do good by your students. I've seen the good you've done for Sachiko-sama."

"You give me too much credit, Aya-chan," Yumi responded.

"I mean it, Yumi-sama. Before you entered the picture, Sachiko-sama was cold, uncaring, miserable. It was as if she had nothing to live for. She was just going through the motions of living. Then all of a sudden, Yumi-sama came into her life and Sachiko-sama became happier, warmer. You melted her heart and brought her back to the world of the living. You're the center of her world." Aya-chan explained.

"My life revolves around her's as well. I've loved her so much for so long, that my life is gray and dismal without her. She is the best part of me." Yumi responded wistfully. "I thought that I could be happy, if she was happy, but the past days have shown me I was only lying to myself. She is what I need to survive and prosper."

"My wish for the two of you is that you find your happiness together." Aya-chan stated.

"Thank you Aya-chan, that means the world to me." the brown-haired girl replied, smiling, as they walked through the school gates and down the path toward the administration building.

"Yumi-sama, do you think I could take the time to see my family for a few days?" Aya-chan asked as they approached the wooden two-story building.

Yumi thought for a second and replied, "I don't see a reason why not. Go ahead. I'll be fine going home myself from here."

Aya-chan wrote something on a slip of paper and handed it to Yumi. "Here is the phone number where you can reach me. Call me when you need me. Thank you Yumi-sama. Good Luck." The girl said as she walked back down toward the school gates and Yumi entered the administration building.

Xxx

The two black-haired women were seated across the desk from each other when Ogasawara Tooru was led into the small office. "Sorry I'm late," the middle aged man said upon entering, "I had to stop by the house to get something." He added, sitting down on the seat next to Sachiko.

"Onee-sama, why don't you let my father look over the file before we get started." Sachiko suggested and Youko passed the file over to the gentleman sitting across the desk.

Sachiko's father took the offered file and flipped through it. Flashes of anger crossed his eyes as he read through the statements and looked at the pictures. The man's hands trembled with repressed fury as he handed the file back across the desk. "I assume you got a good DNA sample?" He asked.

Youko responded, "Yes, and that sample exactly matched the DNA that was extracted from the toothbrush Sachiko retrieved from her grandfather's bathroom."

Tooru nodded, then said, "That's good but a smart enough lawyer could argue the point and cast enough doubt on the matter to make it irrelevant. My father knows this, so using threats based on these results wouldn't phase him." The older Ogasawara pulled a small flash drive out of his pocket and handed it to Sachiko, "However this might be a more compelling argument."

Sachiko turned the drive over with her fingers and asked, "What is this, Father?"

"Video," he replied. "Many years ago your grandfather had hidden cameras installed in all the bedrooms of the mansion. Officially it was for security reasons, but the real reason was to obtain leverage on some of the people visiting. Back then the cameras were connected to banks of video recorders, maintained by security personnel. Now, in the age of wireless and computers, all the video is now stored on a single server that only my father and I have access to. Before I came here, I logged in and copied the video from Yumi-chan's room last night. I haven't actually viewed it, but the events of last night might have been captured." Tooru explained.

Sachiko paled at the thought of what might be on the tiny drive in her hand. She debated on whether to destroy it or use it. If the video showed Yumi's rape, it could be the tipping stone that would ensure success. But was it right to use this record of Yumi's violation in this manner. What would Yumi want me to do,' she thought to herself for some minutes before she handed the drive over to her onee-sama.

Youko plugged the device into her laptop and loaded the video file. She looked at Sachiko with concern and stated, "You don't have to watch this, Sachiko."

Sachiko swallowed hard and steeled herself for what she might see. "Play it," she said.

Youko clicked 'play' and forwarded the video to the point when Yumi came into the room and readied herself for bed. The camera was angled in such a way as to show most of the room. Yumi was just sitting at the desk writing, when the old man came in. Yumi turned to face him. As the video ran on Sachiko intently watched the replay of the previous night's events. So focused was Sachiko on the images on the screen, that it felt to her like she entered the scene from her love's perspective. Her mind, empathizing with Yumi's so much that Sachiko could feel the sting of the backhanded slap, the helplessness Yumi felt as she was forced down on the desk. Sachiko's mind screamed along with Yumi as she was taken by force. Tears streamed down Sachiko's face as she wanted to turn away, but couldn't, shocked with the gruesome horror that played on the laptop. "Stop it!" the older girl screamed when she could no longer take anymore.

Youko stopped the video, and looked over. Sachiko's face was pale and ashen, her expression was one of agony, as she wept over her Yumi's lost innocence. Her father placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. Sachiko screamed, "Get away," as she shrank back from the touch, "Don't touch me!"

Youko rushed over and talked softly to the long-haired girl, trying to calm her. Minutes later, Sachiko came back to her senses. "Oh God, what my poor Yumi must have gone through," she sighed, tears threatening to fall again. Sachiko wiped her eyes, anger replacing her tears. "I want that bastard to pay dearly for hurting my Yumi," the younger Ogasawara said venomously.

"We could go to the authorities, with this video we have good evidence." Youko suggested.

"That won't work," Tooru stated, "My father is too well connected, he can pull the strings of anyone with enough clout to prevent this from coming to trial. How about the media?"

Sachiko piped up, "Definitely not. I will not have Yumi's misfortunes publicized. However I understand that we will have to threaten to expose him, in order to get him to capitulate. Plus we will have to figure out a way to limit his power so he can't go after Yumi or her family. We have to castrate him; Although I would love to do it literally as well." Sachiko said in a cold tone that made her father flinch.

"We need some leverage against him." Tooru said.

Sachiko hearing the word 'leverage' looked at the laptop and said, "I think I might have an idea about that." She then shared her ideas with her fellow conspirators. The three of them continued talking and brain storming ideas as to how to accomplish what needed to be done. How to make the old pervert pay dearly for his actions past as well as present. Some time later after they hashed out the particulars of their plan, Sachiko turned to her onee-sama and asked, "You can have the documents ready for tomorrow?"

"They'll be ready, Sachiko. You can count on me." Youko replied.

"Thank you, onee-sama." Sachiko said as she was leaving. Outside the office she hailed a cab. There was someone she desperately needed to see.

xXx

Yumi was smiling as she walked down the path back toward the school gates. 'First grade,' she thought happily. 'I'll have my very own class of first graders. Sachiko will be so proud of me. I should go and get something to celebrate with.' The brown-haired girl passed through the gates and headed in the direction of the market before going home to get some wine and snacks.

Yumi placed her bags on the counter after she entered the apartment. She got a jug of wine, a box of crackers, and various cheeses and fruits for her and Sachiko's celebration later. She looked around and found plates and wine glasses then placed them on the counter. She then opened the wine, poured herself a glass and took a sip. She then proceeded to slice the cheese and place them on the plates. After she put them away and cleaned up after herself, she refilled her glass then went into the bedroom to relax. She sat back on the bed and sipped her wine, letting it's warmth run through her. 'Sachiko has been so gentle and supporting during all this. I really appreciate her kindness and patience. I have to let her know that. I need to show her how much she means to me.' Yumi thought as she finished the wine in her glass and went out to pour some more.

Xxx

All she could think of was Yumi. The sooner she got home to see her love, the better. She wanted to cradle her Yumi in her arms, comfort her, protect her. Sachiko wanted to make everything better for the young girl. She even amused the thought of taking Yumi and running away from all this. She knew full well that once they ran, they would have to keep running. Sachiko had to stand and fight for them, for their love. The cab stopped. The black-haired girl exited the vehicle, paid the driver and hurried into the apartment. "Yumi," she called as she walked through the door.

"Right here," the younger girl said as she walked out from behind the counter. As soon as she saw her love, Sachiko approached Yumi and wrapper her arms tenderly around the brown-haired girl. "Oh Yumi," Sachiko exhaled. "I love you so much. When I saw the video of what he did to you, I realized how horrible it must have been. I'm sorry." She said into the younger girl's ear.

Once Yumi processed Sachiko's words, the brown-haired girl pushed the older girl away. "Don't look at me," she said, mortified that her love saw her in her most traumatic moment. "I'm disgusting," Yumi said as she started to run out the door.

Sachiko grabbed her before she could bolt and said, "No. You are not disgusting." The older girl drew Yumi tightly against her. "You are a victim. You had no control over what was done to you. It's not your fault. You have to believe that."

Yumi started weeping into Sachiko's shoulder and cried softly, "You s-still love me?"

"Always and forever, my dear." Sachiko whispered softly.

"You still w-want me?" sobbed Yumi.

"I'd starve without you, my Yumi," the older girl confirmed.

"You'd still want to be withme?" Yumi sighed.

"Anytime. Anywhere, my love." Sachiko said kissing the top of Yumi's head on her shoulder.

Yumi wrapped her arms around Sachiko, raised her head, looked into the girl's eyes and said, "I love you, Sachiko," before covering the named girl's lips with her own, devouring them with passion.

Sachiko, knowing that any hesitation on her part would set them back to square one, responded in kind, parting her lips to accept her lover's tongue, tasting of wine. Becoming completely submissive to Yumi, Sachiko let the younger girl's hands run free over her person, moaning as she relished her lover's rougher than normal touch. Practically losing her mind from the intense heat and stimulation caused by Yumi's traveling hands, Sachiko found it hard to hold herself back. It took all of Sachiko's self control to keep herself reined in, because if she pushed to quickly she could do Yumi's psyche more harm thand good. Then just before the lst of Sachiko's control slipped, Yumi pulled back.

Yumi, seeing the desire running rampant in her love's eyes, gave the older girl a satisfied smirk saying, "So you do really want me." The smirk turned into one of the younger girl's winning smiles.

"God, yes." Sachiko said breathlessly, gazing lovingly into Yumi's eyes. "I'm yours, body, mind, and soul. Take me." the older girl begged.

"As you wish," Yumi said undoing the waist of Sachiko's pants, turning the taller girl as she pulled them down.

Yumi wrapped her arms around Sachiko from behind, pulling the girl into her chest. Yumi let her left hand slowly wander to the waistband of Sachiko's underwear teasingly. Sachiko moaned softly from the gentle touch, as Yumi's hand slid lower and Sachiko let out a gasp. Feeling the dampness from the black-haired girl, Yumi asked mischievously, "I wonder who caused this?" pressing her hand against Sachiko's mound.

"Y-Y-You did," Sachiko gasped as she wiggled her hips to press harder against the younger girl's hand.

Yumi pulled her hand back slightly, causing a moan of frustration from her love. "Who's your one and only love?" she asked commanding an answer and replacing her hand against Sachiko.

"You are." moaned Sachiko as Yumi slowly put her hand down the older girl's panties, teasing her center.

"Who makes you feel good, Sachiko?" Yumi asked boldly, speeding up her fingers.

"You do, " breathed Sachiko as the pressure started to build inside her.

"Who owns you," Yumi commanded, pushing her fingers against Sachiko's core.

"Yumi." Sachiko whispered.

"I can't hear you," Yumi said pressing down harder.

"Yumi!" Sachiko screamed as she shuddered, in the pleasure of her release.

The younger girl turned Sachiko to face her as she held the older girl up. Yumi gently ran her fingers across Sachiko's face as she drew the sapphire-eyed head to meet her lips, kissing her softly, gently. Whispered 'I love you's' could barely be heard between the two as Sachiko slowly regained her senses.

Sachiko opened her eyes and looked down at her girlfriend. "God, you're wonderful, Yumi." she said, giving the deepest of kisses to the younger girl.

When they broke the kiss, Yumi responded, burying her head into Sachiko's chest. "As are you Sachiko. Thank you for loving me."

Sachiko sighed, enjoying the closeness of the cuddling Yumi. "How did things go at Lillian this afternoon," the older girl asked.

"You are looking at the newest first grade teacher at the elementary branch." Yumi said beaming.

"Very good, I am so proud of you. Should I start calling you Fukuzawa-sensei now?" Sachiko joked.

Yumi laughed wholeheartedly, filled two wine glasses from the kitchen and said, "Let's celebrate. I picked up some things on the way home." Yumi retrieved the plates she had arranged earlier and placed them on the low table. "Get yourself cleaned up and I'll finish getting things ready."

Sachiko turned toward the bathroom to take a quick shower. When she was finished, she headed into the main room. Yumi had been busy, the low table was filled with plates of cheeses, fresh fruit, and crackers. She lit a candle and placed it in the center of the table. The younger girl, sitting on the floor, offered Sachiko a glass of wine. "Have a seat, Sachiko."

"Sure Yumi," Sachiko said as she settled herself on the floor. "Shouldn't we wait for Aya-chan?"

"Aya-chan wanted to take some time to visit her family. She left her number in case we need her." Yumi replied.

"Good," the black-haired girl stated. "I'm glad she's found time to relax and enjoy herself." She then raised her glass and turned to her love. "Congratulations, Fukuzawa-sensei." she toasted, touching her glass to Yumi's. The two girls sipped at the wine and started picking at the snacks on the table, feeding each other fruits and crackers.

The two girlfriends celebrated most of the evening, enjoying their quiet time together.