YOUR ORDERS
Chapter 15: Blue Flag

PV: MOTOKO

Another gorgeous morning at the Hinata-sou. It's 6 o'clock, and I was gonna practice some kendo before breakfast. Usually, I don't need alarm clock, because I've had an established routine in my life at some time ago. I was a kind of groggy still due to the sleep, so I decided to make my early morning practice of martial arts without undressing my little pajama. After all, Keitaro was living with Haruka and I hadn't needed to worry about pervs inside the building.

While I was training, I had bethought about what happened last night. Since the unhappy scene with Keitaro girls weren't bustling. This Tuesday would be the beginning of a trying to make peace to Mizuho. And everthing happened due to Keitaro, that pert. I haven't known how a bunch of wonderful girls fell in love to a loser like that.

But I didn't have to be unfair, because he has made some advances. Thanks to the Jeet Kune Do classes, he's more agile than ever. He's a Toudaisei, what we can consider as a great conquer – and I didn't wanna think I haven't go in... He's with a more athletic body. And there was the fact he's a persistent and sweet person underneath to a mask of a perverted man. I think it's useless, all the men just think about it. But, sometimes, I've thought how a life with Kei-kun would be.

I began to imagine if Urashima-senpai was living in the inn yet... In a day like this, when I was making early morning exercices wearing a soft pajama... It's diaphanous, a silhouette of my body was visible through the cloth. I was passing thru transformations, I was getting more and more... Curves, I had thought that's the right word. So I had imagined if he had caught me like that, if he was able to see details from my body. I had imagined he was admiring my beauty and getting closer to me, desiring me and unclothing me, kissing each part from my body, so I had felt something intense passing thru my body and...

Stop it! What's that! It's not possible! Me, an Aoyama, a future master to a dojô, having impure thoughts of a man! And the worst thing: beyond the fact I was thinking obscenities with Keitaro, I had felt pleasure with that thoughts. I felt a heat as much as I had never felt in that region and, when I looked, I noticed I was using my middle finger to stimulate the clitoris. Oh God, I had a masturbation thinking about Kei-kun! I didn't notice I had suspended the exercises and I was touching myself. That liquid flooding thru my fingers, is that the vaginal fluid? I'd felt what people called turn-on, had I? Had I... Felt... Turn-on with Keitaro?

I simply fell over my knees... I profaned my body! How can a future master profane her own body? I felt I wasn't ready to that act, and I felt myself hopeless. It's better challenge an army of samurais than challenge the violation of my own body. Some tears rolled down my face, watering the platform ground where I was training before. Sooner and later, that thing would happen. I decided to keep it secret, for a while... It was a mixture of feelings, I was feeling sick and satisfied at the same time.

I came back to my room and decided to lay down in my futon until Shinobu was calling us to the breakfast. I couldn't even avoid thinking about everything that happened before. I began to review everything, and Keitaro's figure came back to my mind. The same previous scene, when he was having me as a wolf hungry for flesh. Exploring each corner of my body as if he was a pioneer searching for unknown lands. That time, I didn't resist to my impulses and masturbated myself powerfully. The more my daydream was carrying erotism, the more my hand job was intense. A wonderful thrill began to get more and more intense, making me stimulate even more the pubic zone. I've thought that was the first expression in my life from a thing suchlike orgasm. I'd never felt so much pleasure. In that moment, I promised myself: if that stuff was good, I'd imagined how good it would be making with the man I loved. I've desired the unlucky Keitaro more than ever.

Some minutes were passed before Shinobu visited the rooms. Luckily she hadn't seen me masturbating. What kind of thing would that sweet girl think about it? I cannot make a wrong step. When I stepped down to have the first meal of the day, I noticed all the girls were in the doldrums. I knew that fight just served to knock us out. And I noticed Mizuho didn't step down with us. I came back and knocked on her room door, because I was worried about her. I thought we could help each other when we had moments as troublesome as that in our lives.

PV: MIZUHO

I took a long time to sleep, and Shinobu woke us too early. I had slept for few hours, so I didn't wanna get off the futon. I wanted to sleep a little more, I didn't wanna do anything at all that day. After all previous happenings and realizing it was my fault, I wasn't confortable to face the other tenants.

It didn't take any longer to someone knocked on my door. I needed to sleep a little more, so I thought to rid off Shinobu was the best option to do, because I really wasn't hungry at all. So I begged: "Please, let me sleep Shinobu-chan, I'm not hungry".

"It isn't Shinobu-chan, it's me, Motoko. I need a lot to talk to you", Motoko explained. Hey, what did samurai girl wanted to do that hour? I thought she was eating together to the other girls. I didn't want problems any more, so I decided to let her in, if it's what she wanted to do...

"Alright, Motoko-san. You can come in", I said, authorizing the girl's entrance. She opened the door and instantly made the traditional body bow. So I insisted: "Motoko-san, you don't need to be so polite with me, I'm just a meddler woman, that...". Motoko got closer to me and covered my mouth with her hand, completing the gesture with a loving smile.

"The blame is not yours. All of us are contesting Keitaro's love, and we allowed our feelings were going too far. What happened yesterday wasn't honorable to anyone at all. Don't you worry, just give a time to the girls and soon they'll find out you're as dedicated and loving as they are", Motoko consoled me. I'd just set a smile and nodded positively, trying to thank her.

So, Motoko continued: "The only trouble is that you shot too quick in the target. That thematic bar was planned one week ago already, and you came from nothing wanting to come in a presumable gainful business and the same bar could make kanrinrin to pay attention to one of us. That wasn't a prudent act, but I don't care as much as they do. Maybe we can do something together later... But not now. Give it time, ok?". I nodded positively again.

"You must see we aren't made of iron too... For an instance, today at morning, during my trainings before breakfast, something very stange happened to me. I've never felt so filthy...", Motoko confessed. That sounded strange, what someone like Motoko could be done so awful.

"Hmm, do you wanna say something, don't you? You can say it, I wanna be your friend. If I'm able to help you, I'll feel fulfilled", I said. She sighed, raised the head enough and so she began to utter what she had hidden inside her soul.

"I... I... I masturbate myself...", she confessed, very strained. Just like that? I didn't see anything strange at all, but I'd always thought it's a boys stuff... Although I haven't thought it was an impracticable act for a woman any day in her lifetime. I decided to understand the circumstances of Motoko's constraint.

"Have you ever scanned your body before?", I asked.

"I beg you pardon?", Motoko inquired, clearly showing doubts.

"Have you never noticed there're some changes ocurring in your body? Like, the breasts getting bigger, the hip getting wide, the butt getting tilter...", I explaind to her. She got very ruddy, and she just was able to answer me with a light head shake in a positive way.

"Hmm, so you have a shame due to your own body... Your family education might be very inflexible, inasmuch as you're from a family linked to martial arts...", I affirmed, trying to get the kernel of the problem.

"So so, I've always learnt the body of a samurai is a lethal weapon. Any zone of the body can be weak and immobilizing the opponent inasmuch the fight is running. Suddenly, I found out the very same lethal weapon, the temple from the ancient spirits of fighting, is is also provided with so much lechery? It's very hard...", Motoko confessed. For me, all the subject was almost clear to me, just a little part was missing.

"What did you think in the very moment of masturbation?", I questioned her. She had a jump in my futon, with her feature showing panic. That's it, the answer I needed was given: "Have you dreamt of Keitaro, haven't you? You were daydreaming of him... You're conflicting the hot desires to give of self to a love against a traditional education. It was a new experience, just like that... It was a manifestation of a hindered desire to have sex with someone you really love...", I tried to explain her.

"Wow, Mizuho-san, have you ever thought of being a psychologist? I haven't even told you anything to help you to reach the answer...", Motoko affirmed, yet strained. I just smiled, and she continued: "You know, it's not the first time I desired Keitaro... Some time ago, my sister achieved a fabulous thing: that I had to accept all the challenges in my life, not only in the dojô. I needed to enjoy the fight, the classes and the love. The three issues, at the same time. It was the only path where I could complete myself. And I even changed a lot, I've already accepted several things, but what happened today was a totally unexpected thing, that one frightened me a lot. I didn't know I had so sex appeal contained inside me...".

I noticed she was opening her heart directly to me. So, I needed to keep everything was debated inside my heart, as a proof of my friendship and righteousness. So, I promised her: "Motoko, everything was told here will be kept between us, don't you worry. It's very nice you're able to open your heart this way and put everything out. Don't you feel sick about yourself, what happened today is something natural, and it came strongly because you still restrain your own sensuality. The girls want to conquer Kei-kun, don't they? So go forward in your objective. Don't you satisfy yourself just with daydreams, make them very real. You'll see you'll have more pleasure... And you can go by the name Mizuho, I've never liked formalities".

"Oh, alright, Mizuho. You're... well, are you still virgin?", Motoko asked me, blushing as red pepper.

"Yes, I am. Why did you ask?", I questioned.

"It's because you know a lot about that... It seemed to me you had experience...", Motoko explained.

"Oh, it's just because me and my mother always had open talks about that. In order to I didn't have any doubts when I get the chance for my first time", I said her. Motoko smiled and hugged tightly. In that moment, I felt I acquired the fencer's friendship.

Motoko helped me to get up and so we had our breakfast. At least, I felt the sky was getting clear. I was obliged to find out my place in the inn urgently, in order to have no more problems – albeit I've believed it's very difficult to stay away of troubles with so decided girls...

But the life goes on, isn't the truth? My life goes on, and now it's gonna be ok!

Chapter written in Feb-12-2005, and translated between Jul-06-2006 and Jul-07-2006. I've begun to create a sexiest climate to the saga... I believe all the people have erotic daydreams, they just keep them inside. And the Hinata-sou girls aren't excluded from this behaviour. I hope you've enjoyed the show, and a warning: Sexual Education is important, don't make fun to anyone who has doubts about sexuality and related issues, because any mistake can break personal feelings. Min'na arigatou gosai masu!

P.S.: "blue flag" is the device used to indicate at the beaches that lifeguards have any information important to the bather, or someone lost (either in the seaside or in the open sea) was found out by the lifeguards.