Lonely No More
by Cyberchao X

Chapter 45

Disclaimer: This is unassociated with the canon work in any way.

*still July 4, or possibly the 5th back on the Japanese side*

"So, I should probably see about getting a ride home…hm? That's odd…not even enough charge to tell me that there's not enough charge to keep it on? I just charged it this morning…"

"It's fine; I'll take you home."

"Um, okay. Thanks." Kaburagi gave her date her address. A bit later, it became evident that her house wasn't their destination. "Where are we?"

"Home. Now get inside." The kindly tone had vanished, and Kaburagi realized what was going on.

"You weren't even planning on asking me first?"

"I said I'd take you home."

"You're a sick bastard. You probably wouldn't even be able to get off if a girl actually wanted to sleep with you."

"Well, then, it's lucky that you clearly don't."

The sound of the running shower masked the moans emanating from Himiya Katsura's bedroom. Katsura felt a little bad about involving her sister in hiding the truth from her parents, but after seeing that Natsume was far from innocent anyway, it was a necessary evil. "Mmm…Suki…!" Katsura's back arched as Suki's tongue ran over her breasts, teasing them in turn. Though it was tougher to have any coordination from on her back, she managed to reach two fingers up into her lover's sex, probing about to find the right spot.

Bingo. Suki let out a cry of pleasure, and Katsura managed to wriggle out from underneath the larger girl. She didn't stay detached for long, latching onto Suki's back and pressing herself against it, right hand still caressing the clitoris, now with three fingers, while she held onto Suki's chest with her left, giving her the leverage to buck up against her. "You learn quickly. But I bet I can still take the upper hand." Suki let herself go limp, dropping onto the bed and shaking Katsura up. Suki rolled her off of her back, onto the bed. "Oooohhhhh."

"Not so easy, is it?"

"You tell me." A poke of the thumb, and in went the four-fingered diamond.

"Eep!"

"Not that I don't love having you in me…but eating you out is so much sweeter. Although, this should make a fine appetizer…" Suki removed Katsura's fingers from her core and licked them off.

Katsura realized that this left Suki in a rather unstable position and tried to sweep her legs out from under her, but failed to consider just where those hands were. "AAAAAH!"

"Is everything okay up there?"

"Shit!" "Yeah, everything's fine!" "I just have four rather long fingers buried two knuckles deep in my cunt. No big deal."

"Wow. Sorry. Maybe we should take a break." Suki licked her fingers off. "Wanna lick? You're really sweet, you know."

"…Sure."

CCX: Well, that's one train wreck of a sex scene down…

Arisa returned to the beach to ask around about Kaburagi, and was directed to a restaurant where one person had overheard her "date" making reservations. She was able to confirm that they'd been there, but received no further leads. "Kind of wish I had a phone number other than her cell…"

THUD!

"Well, I suppose that's a lead. Definitely a sign that somebody's in trouble, anyway." She dialed the proper authorities and reported that she heard screaming and someone trying to break a window from the inside and gave the address of the house. "Now, just keep on casually walking, then wait out of sight for the police to get there."

"I have to admit…this would have to be one of the last places I'd have expected to lose my virginity."

"There's probably some sort of metaphor for the circle of life here."

"That would only be if this were where I was conceived, which it wasn't. My father had long since moved out of this house when he started a family. As such, it's just plain weird."

"Yeah, I guess you're right. Perhaps we should focus on…other things. Forgive me if I cut right to the chase." Suzuka began fingering Dylan's member, teasing the tip of it with her tongue. "But I am, like you said, a bit horny right now."

"What really happened between you and my cousin in there?"

"{Well, as your brother implied, her little spat with him induced certain involuntary physical reactions. For some reason she thought that since I had experience pleasuring a woman, she'd be able to relieve herself twice as quickly with both of us working together.}"

"So in layman's terms, you helped jack her off."

"Yep. I can see why your brother is getting some forbidden stirrings."

"Yeah, really weird to think about that."

"Then I guess I'm glad she said no when I reconsidered her initial offer."

"Really not something I want to think about."

Suzuka laughed. "Not that. You heard me, remember? We're actually of very similar build, and were considering switching clothes just for laughs. But, well, I imagine it would be kind of awkward if it were her clothes strewn all over the floor…her bra straining against the hardening nipples pressed up against your chest…her panties slowly…" she guided his hand inside of them, "growing…" …and then into her core, as she whispered, "WET."

Dylan had trouble composing rational thoughts, and had completely forgotten the way that conversation had started. The word "straining" echoed around his brain a few times, so with the one hand he had free, he did something about it. Suzuka helped him remove it.

Another word entered his head. "Condom."

"Hm?"

"I didn't prepare for this, and any condoms that might be left over from my father's childhood would've long since lost their usefulness." (A/N: Bet you didn't know that rubbers wear out over time even if left unused!)

"{…Excuse me a moment.}"

"…Please don't tell me she's brazen enough to ask someone else in this family if she can borrow a condom," Dylan thought. Suzuka had quickly thrown her clothes back on, leaving her bra on the bed.

"{Hope it's the right size. When I mentioned my boyfriend being American, the clerk tried to sell me these ridiculously large ones. I blushed and said that I thought it looked a bit big, and luckily there was another customer crude enough to do the dirty work for me.}"

"{Dirty work?}"

"{Political incorrectness. Seeing how flustered I was, the guy behind me in line goes, 'She said "American", not "African-American"!' Which was kind of what I was thinking, but I didn't want to say it because that's racial stereotyping.}"

"And Asian men having tiny dongs compared to Americans isn't?"

"Well, yeah, it is. Um…it seems to fit just fine."

"Why exactly did you have condoms with you, anyway?"

"{I, uh, I don't exactly have a supply of them. Arisa gave me her 'blessing' to spend as much time with you on the night of the spring dance as necessary, by which I mean she suggested I try to have sex with you, and I told her I'd keep a condom in my purse. And it was still there, because we hadn't had sex yet.}"

"Arisa-chan's either really confident that she can keep you, or she really cares about your happiness over her own."

"Please; she's probably getting it on with Suki-chan right now. Well, not right now because it's like 3 AM in Japan, but you know what I mean."

"Yeah. You willing to stay on top, since you're the more experienced one?"

"{Um, this is a new experience for me, too. Never been with a boy, nor even used a strap-on.}"

"A what?"

"Never mind." She lowered herself onto the erect member and began rhythmically moving her hips. "Mm…yeah, Dylan, that's good… you're doing great…yeaaah!"

"…You're just trying to make me feel better about this."

"Everyone's awkward their first time. Was I really that unconvincing?"

"Well, given that I can barely even keep this stupid thing on, I'd say that, yeah, it's pretty obvious that this is going disastrously.

Suzuka was surprised by this statement. "That's odd; you sure look stiff enough…" And then she got a face full of cum. "Dylan Keith, you're horrible!"

"Aw, but you look so cute. Your hair's doing this funny sticky thing—"

"I'm taking a shower."

"Mind if I join you?"

"…Well, since you're so ruggedly handsome, I suppose I could give you another chance."

"Good. Keep on resisting. I don't mind my girls a little scratched up…hey, who gave you permission to do that?"

"B-but I thought you wanted me naked…"

"That's what the knife is for!" He threw her down and slashed her clothes apart. "It's no fun if they're still usable afterwards. Mmm…what a delectable little morsel you are…" Kaburagi was in only her bra and panties. The rapist ran the cold, flat edge of his blade along her stomach, savoring her fear.

She knew that he was getting off on her fear, but it was impossible to play it cool. Here she was, on the verge of having her virginity stolen away by some creep who not only won't take no for an answer, but doesn't even ask the question in case the answer might have been yes. "What's the point of starting out sweet if you're just going to go into rape mode anyway?"

"Oh, don't worry. I promise I'll be very sweet. Just stay nice and still, so I don't slip up…see? Symbols of my love." He'd cut out two heart-shaped pieces of her bra, exposing both nipples. He started sucking on one.

"For a rapist, he's not very thorough…I could probably make another break for it if I time it just right…but he's got the edge over me physically in every way, and he'll immediately know if I try to go for the knife…"

"You're enjoying this, aren't you? Yes, of course you are. Now then, let's get those hands nice and secured behind your back…and don't you dare think about trying to get at my junk; I've learned that lesson already; never straddle your victim. I'll be keeping both legs on the same side of you, thanks." He sat on her legs to weigh them down. "Now, then, the most fun part…one might even call it a party! You'll be providing the confetti…"

"So this is it, then. I'm going to die. There's no way this guy could still be out on the streets if any of his victims have left him alive; he takes no measures to conceal the act of rape."

"So now that those nasty things have been taken care of…what say you we make things a bit more civilized? I'll be right back." And then he left the room.

"…Okay, the window's definitely out of the question; it didn't break the last time I tried, not to mention it's on the second floor anyway. And it sounded like he barred the door, so there's no lock for me to pick. Maybe I can find another escape? …No, they don't make ventilation shafts big enough for a person to fit into in real life; only in TV and movies. Wait…that window has a lock on it! Now let's just hope this works…"

"Mm…so how much time do you think we have?"

"Probably not much. I'm not confident in Natsume's stalling abilities if it comes to it."

"That's fine. Just getting to shower with you is good enough for me. Gently scrubbing that soft skin…"

"Covered in who-knows-what chemicals. This spray tan stuff is nasty."

"You want me to wash it all away?"

"We might have to briefly shut the water off and turn it back on to make my parents think there are two separate showers being taken. They may be ignorant, but even they wouldn't be able to ignore us showering together."

Once again, they had nothing to worry about, as a rather conveniently timed guest arrived to deflect attention from the ending of shower time. "Natsu-chan! Kasuka-chan's here to see you!"

Suki almost stumbled as she headed back to Katsura's room. "Did your mother just say what I think she said?"

"Natsu-chan's best friend is here. Kasumi Kasuka. Apparently she's the one who introduced her to the world of yaoi."

"…you knew that the 'Kasumi-chan' she was referring to was Kasuka-chan, and you didn't think to mention this to me?"

"You know her?"

Suki smacked her in the head. "What, did you think it was just a coincidence that she shared a family name with my new boyfriend?"

"…Seriously?" Katsura slapped herself in the face. "I knew that name sounded familiar to me when you mentioned it, but I hadn't really thought about it…and I was vaguely aware of the fact that Kasuka-chan had an older brother, but I never knew his name. So Kasuka Shin and Kasuka Kasumi are brother and sister, then?"

"Yeah." Just then, there was a knocking on the bedroom door.

"Onee-sama! I want to introduce you to my friend Kasumi-chan!"

"That's sweet, Natsu-chan," Suki replied, opening the door, "but we've already met. Small world, isn't it, Kasuka-chan?"

"Eh? Makimaro-san, you're friends with Natsu-chan's sister?"

"Yeah. We're pretty close."

"Very close," Natsume said with a giggle, "or didn't you hear me call her 'onee-sama'?"

"Well, I guess if you approve of her, she must be a good person. Not that it matters to me who my brother dates."

"…Eh? Your brother…"

"Yes, that's correct. I recently started dating Kasuka-kun," Suki said.

"But…"

"It happened a couple of months after Hayama-kun broke up with me."

"Oh. Okay, yeah, that makes sense."

"That was too close. Seems like she forgot that I date boys, too."

CCX: That shower scene didn't have enough sex in it, so how about this?

"Now this is more like it."

"It's not causing the same issues as before?"

"Nope. It's kind of hard to get past the whole 'place where one of your parents has had sex' thing."

"{And you're so certain that no one in your family has done it in here? I'd probably be even more weirded out by the possibility of doing it somewhere that my grandparents might have done it.}"

"Also, it's less awkward in here than in that small bed. I don't know why they call those 'twin' beds; you can't comfortably fit more than one adult in one of them unless they're practically anorexic."

"I think you're making stuff up."

"Well I was going to say something about the way you glisten in the water making you more beautiful, but I figured you'd come back with a crack about the steam making it harder for me to see you."

"You're anticipating my comebacks now?"

"Yes?"

Suzuka turned around and kissed him. "You're definitely a keeper. Even if I do turn out to be, you know, not actually sexually attracted to men, we're still going to be good friends, right?"

"I really wish you wouldn't bring that up now…but, yeah, I imagine so. If that was the reason, it would be hard for me to really be heartbroken, and I definitely enjoy your company enough to continue seeing you platonically after an amicable breakup."

"{Um…could you repeat that in Japanese?}"

"{Oh. Sure, no problem.}"

CCX: I realized that it's kind of tough to figure out which language should be spoken in this scene, since I'd think both people would tend to revert to their native language in the heat of passion. And now I'm wondering if anyone has ever asked what the proper protocol for a bilingual sex scene is.

…It doesn't appear that way. Although I'm not sure how the word "examples" crept into my query for "what is the protocol for writing a bilingual sex scene", Google only managed to come up with 3 proper results before going to the "similar searches". Not surprisingly, the words "protocol", "writing", "sex", "bilingual", and "scene" rarely show up in the same document, much less the same sentence, and furthermore, when they do turn up in the same document it's usually a legal document—where "scene" immediately follows "crime" and "sex" immediately precedes "abuse". So, yeah, definitely a strange query.

"I think I've just about…oh, no, he's coming back!" Kaburagi turned around. "Oh, my, you shouldn't have…you really shouldn't have."

"Don't worry about it. No one will ever have to know that you're too young to drink."

"This guy's totally psychotic. Better just leave this pin on the window sill and hope he doesn't notice it; it'd be hard to disguise putting it back and I've got more where it came from." "Well, if you insist…"

Just then, the flashing lights and sirens of the police approached. Kaburagi took advantage of the brief distraction to head back for the window, smashing the wine glass against the wall to create a makeshift weapon if the need arose. Her attacker grabbed her as she started through the window, but it was impossible to ignore the scene. "Well, at least I'll be his last victim…" Then she screamed out in pain. "Maybe I should've thought this out a little better," she thought as the shards of glass cut into her bare soles.

"Hang on, Kaburagi-chan!"

Wait, was that Bannings? Kaburagi suddenly gained a new determination, jabbing her glass weapon into her attacker's arm to get away, then picking up the nearest hard object in order to defend herself. This, of course, was the bottle. It made a satisfying sound as it knocked against his skull. Had she been thinking a little more rationally, she might have realized that the door to the room itself was now a viable exit, but she managed to escape into the bathroom, locking the door behind her and also finding towels to wrap herself in. "Good riddance," she thought, removing her defaced brassiere. It would be of more use to the police and the prosecutors than it would be to her in this state.

Back down on the ground, a policeman was trying to shoo Arisa away from the scene. "This is a crime scene. Clear away."

"I know; I'm the one who called in the tip. That girl, the victim, she's a friend of mine. I got worried when I couldn't get in touch with her, but I realized I was in over my head. I just want to see to it that she's okay."

"Well, I've got to give you credit for at least knowing when to call in the professionals. Far too many 'amateur detectives' don't know when to call for the authorities; not to mention, vigilantism is a crime itself."

The rapist was still trying to break into the bathroom when the police entered the bedroom. "It's safe now, ma'am. We've got him."

"Th-thanks…I really didn't think I was going to get out of this alive."

"You showed a lot of bravery, fighting back against your attacker—and trying to escape through that window. …And for picking the window lock, for that matter," he added, noticing the hairpin on the sill.

"R-really? I just kind of acted on instinct…although, there's something else I need to fetch."

"Something else?"

"I figured out what was going on shortly before the car came to a stop." She held up her cell phone, the back of which was completely gone. "He took the battery out of my cell phone—probably destroyed it. I found it out before I exited the car, and I took the back off and slid it between the passenger seat and the door, where he likely wouldn't see it. I wanted to leave evidence behind, in case I didn't get out of here alive."

"Very brave. Why don't you give us your name, and then you can go home and freshen up before coming in to give us your statements."

"It's pretty much just a formality at this point; speeds up the process. Pretty hard to deny that he's going to be convicted, though."

"Kaburagi Kimidori. Age 17. Do I have to come down later for a statement, or can I just give it now? It's not like I'd be getting home any time soon unless it was in a police car, anyway."

"Actually, unless your status as a minor makes the police hesitant to release you to anything short of a family member, there is someone here whom I believe you find trustworthy enough to consent to getting into a car with."

"I thought that was your voice I heard! What are you doing here, Bannings-san?"

"Please, just call me Arisa; now's not the time for formality. I tried calling you, and you didn't answer, so I went searching around and found out that you'd left with a suspicious guy. Though in the end, I also kind of caught a lucky break; I was passing by right when you tried to break that window…that you later tried to climb out of."

"Yeah, I kind of…got a little time alone in which I could work on picking the lock. It seemed better than brute force, at least for me."

"You really do have the worst luck when it comes to men."

"Yeah. Although all things considered, it could've gone worse. I'm still alive, and in the end I wasn't completely soiled."

"He never got all the way?"

Kaburagi nodded. "He was too obsessed with…I don't even know. It was weird; he started off charming, but it wasn't like he 'couldn't take "no" for an answer' because he never asked the question. He just stole my cell phone battery while I was in the restroom, offered to 'drive me home', by which he meant his home, and started making with the crazy knife stuff."

"'Crazy knife stuff?'" asked a police officer.

"Maybe I should just go with you guys for now; tell you everything…show you everything, although I'm sure you've collected a lot of the remnants of my clothing from his bedroom."

"It's…no problem."

"Actually, it probably would be best if she came straight away," a higher-ranking police officer told him. "There may still be evidence."

"Could I at least get some shoes, though? Or…something…I kind of messed up there."

"Let's just get you to safety."

CCX: Yeah, that ended weirdly.

"I think it's probably getting close to dinnertime."

"I'm pretty happy with what I've been eating right now," Suzuka purred. Dylan stifled a chuckle. "What?"

"I'm…flattered. But you really suck at talking dirty."

"…Yeah, Arisa says that, too. She's banned me from trying to do a 'sexy voice'."

"…So what do you think?"

"I think…I'm going to have a lot of fun at dinner tonight."

Dylan thought about this for a moment. "{Suzuka-chan, you'd better not! You're going to embarrass yourself, and me, and you're probably not going to give your people a good name.}"

"{Oh, come on, the Japanese have always been right there with the Americans when it comes to eating hot dogs. Isn't this the day of the 'Famous Hot Dog Eating Contest'? Kobayashi-san won 6 titles in a row, and he wasn't even the first Japanese champion.}" (CCX: Yes, I looked that up. The year before Kobayashi's first title, the entire top three was Japanese, and two of the three titles immediately before that were won by Hirofumi Nakajima.)

"{Yeah, but that's stuffing hot dogs down, not…} fellating {them or whatever you're planning to do.}"

"{I believe the word you're looking for is 'fellating'. It's fine; you weren't there yet for White Day.}"

"{Huh?}"

"{There was a humorous incident involving Miki-chan and a rather unfortunately-colored lollipop. Which she intentionally played up for all it was worth, because she has an extremely raunchy sense of humor, largely developed as a coping mechanism for her physical shortcomings.} And I'm just teasing you; I'm not going to do anything embarrassing."

"Good. Wait, aren't our suitcases downstairs still? I don't really think we can change back into what we were wearing before…you especially."

"Well, then, I guess I just have to hope that Katie's offer still stands."

*July 5—morning in America, late night in Japan*

"Hey, Arisa. Something up?"

"Yeah, it's been…quite a weird day. I'm not sure how I sensed that something was wrong, but I kind of helped catch a rapist." (CCX: Confirming that the events of the past two chapters on the Japanese side have been taking place on July 5.)

"I'm sorry, this overseas connection must be bad. It sounded like you said you helped catch a rapist?"

"That's right. Kimi-chan—sorry, I mean Kaburagi-chan—ended up attracting attention from the wrong guy at the beach earlier today. I tried calling her, and she didn't pick up, and I just felt like something was wrong so I went looking for her, and then I realized that this was an honest-to-God dangerous criminal and so I just called the police. She's fine; though—sorry, Kimi-chan, didn't mean to diminish what happened today—while far from unscathed, she at least managed to escape with her virginity intact, and from the account she's given, it sounds like this guy could use a mental institution as badly as a prison. So, uh, how has your trip been going so far?"

"It's also been…interesting. I've confirmed my bisexuality—finally got Dylan to relent to safe sex on the promise that if something went wrong and I got pregnant anyway, I'd get an abortion—and also helped his female cousin through a bi-curious phase. Doesn't seem like I've turned her away from heterosexuality but I definitely made a new friend. It's just too bad that I'm not going to be able to see her more—her taste in clothing is great. Comfortable, too."

"…What?"

Suzuka laughed. "We had been considering fucking around with her family by switching clothes after our little rendezvous anyway, and then when I got my chance with Dylan we forgot to make sure that we'd be able to get dressed afterwards so I had no choice but to borrow from Katie. Oh, right, I guess I forgot to mention that I'm at Dylan's grandparents' house right now; yesterday was a major holiday in the United States and the extended Keith family usually gets together for it."

"I know about Fourth of July; I'm half-American, remember? Still, it must be pretty early."

"Not too early. It's about 10:00."

"Ten…only 13 hours behind us? But I thought…oh, right. I usually go in the winter, when Daylight Savings Time isn't in effect and so even the Eastern Time Zone is 14 hours behind Japan. Didn't realize you were that far east, though."

"I didn't think I was. Apparently the time zone changes just west of Louisville, although I'm even further east at the moment and also a little further north."

"Good; I was worried that I'd wake you. Still, it's going to be tough to find a time to talk to you."

"Well, I don't have international calling anyway, so we should probably keep the phone conversations to a minimum. If there's something you absolutely must tell me, send an email or something."

"What if I want phone sex?"

"You have Suki for that."

"That was kind of a joke. What I meant was, I'm still going to miss you."

Suzuka sighed. "…13 hours, right? So it's around 11 PM in Japan?"

"Yeah…"

"…I'll call you. If it's from Dylan's phone, it should be fine."

"I'm surprised you even had your phone on, if you're getting roaming charges in the US."

"…Yeah, that was kind of an oversight on my part. Although, perhaps I should get an international calling plan. I'm already starting to make friends in America, and it wouldn't surprise me if I made more." She lowered her voice just to make sure Dylan didn't overhear. "Although, it'd be even nicer if there were an interdimensional calling plan."

Arisa started laughing. "Yeah, that would be nice. I don't think we'll have much luck with that, though."

"No, we probably won't. Talk to you in a few days, Ari-chan."

"Yeah. Love ya, Suzuka."

"Love you too."

CCX: Like I said, for better or for worse, I tend to get inspired by what I take in. It was a very conscious decision to leave the rapist unnamed so as to dehumanize him; the fact that the police officers also remained unnamed was just because given the brevity of their appearance, it felt more like it would be shoehorned in if I introduced them. So, hopefully this ultra-long, ultra-lemony chapter should satisfy. Until next time, this is Cyberchao X, signing off.