The Forbidden Love of Yukari Yakumo

Chapter 2: Blossoming Hope and Withered Doubt

Mayohiga, Yukari Yakumo's house, mid-evening

Yukari Yakumo was lying in her four-poster bed, which was adorned with pink, lilac, and purple trimmings and pillows the same colour as her heliotrope eyes, thinking deeply about the man of her dreams, and how she could get him away from the short, flat-chested, ever-smiling female who seemed under-qualified to be his girlfriend...

But the more Yukari thought about it, the more she realised that she, just as Yutaka, was just as under-qualified... standing up, she walked up to a small mirror in her room, and stared at her pale ivory face, secretly envying the tan which so many of the Youkai her age seemed to have. She smiled as she felt down her long, perfect blonde hair, and closed her eyes as she fantasised about Dawitsu doing the exact same, caressing her golden locks in the sun.

But, seemingly as fate's mercenary, Ran Yakumo entered Yukari's room, looking at her mistress in her own personal heaven. In a small voice, she asked, "Are you alright?"

Yukari opened her eyes, her dreams shattered like a precious scarlet Ming Vase in the cold night.

"I'm fine, Ran." Yukari muttered with hatred.

Ran sighed, "Ah, okay. But you haven't slept all day, are you still thinking about Dawitsu?"

Yukari turned as scarlet as the soft blood of a rose, "...no. I was simply thinking about the weather. It's certainly strange recently, isn't it?"

Ran smirked, leaning towards her mistress like an obnoxious gossip, "The weather's been normal. I should know, I've been out in it more than you..."

Yukari's heart sank as she processed the next undoubtedly false line within her highly intelligent brain, not wanting to lie about her love, "He and I are friends, nothing more, nothing less..."

Ran smiled as craftily as the fox she was, "In that case, please can I become his Shikigami also? If you are such good friends, you'll trust him enough with me to allow him to be my master..."

Yukari's face flushed, her head filling with the red fluid of life, heating her head up until her mouth exploded, "Why do you want to? I'm not going to share you with anyone?"

"I didn't realise you hated him so much..." Ran trickily said, giggling to herself with the private victory of winning time with the only man in Gensokyo that was worth anyone's time...

"I... don't... but..." Yukari was unable to stop herself, and in the end confessed erotically, "I LOVE HIM! YOU CAN'T HAVE HIM!"

Lunging towards Ran, Yukari grabbed her Shikigami by the hair, and pulled on it while Ran bit Yukari's arm. She gasped with shock as she began to bleed, and she suddenly felt light-headed, and fainted like a rose dying in the corner of a field of love.

Yukari's Subconscious, just after the bit above

Yukari found herself in a world, full of strange things that danced before her eyes. She gazed towards a horde of small bees which were buzzing within her mind like an army of dots composed of perpetual yellow and ebony black. As her romantic will formed itself, the swarm of striped insects culminated together, forming a tall, indisputably handsome man.

An image of Dawitsu formed in front of her, and she gazed at him for a while before he grabbed her by the hand, and took her flying through the air. The air rushed past them, like a velvet-lined sea of liquid iridescence, and the pair laughed as they continued to hold hands, and finally decided to land on a small island within her dream-world.

Landing on the island, the two stood in front of a framed picture. The framed picture showed a young, muscular man, looking a little older than the perfect specimen of manliness that was standing next to Yukari. This older man had his arms around an old, blonde-haired woman, who seemed short, and was finding it difficult to stand, like her legs were made of thin blades of dress-covered grass. Feeling the dreamboat's arms around herself, Yukari felt a cold chill of coldness run down her body, causing her to suddenly move her head... and upon looking at Dawitsu directly, she noticed something... he was that older, moderately good-looking man, and looking at her own hands, suddenly she noticed her hands were wrinkled, like a screwed up paper bag battered by years of torment.

Looking back at the framed picture in horror, Yukari screamed as she noticed the picture was... not a picture, but a mirror. The Youkai Man smiled softly at Yukari, who suddenly felt a pang of pain similar to a thousand rose thorns pushing into her chest, and she fell to the floor.

The middle-aged dream man looked downwards at Yukari, before turning around to see a slightly taller than usual young woman with Phosphoric flame-coloured hair and a mature-looking Fox Youkai that seemed familiar to Yukari, although her memories seemed to be fading at a rate quicker than she could ever imagine.

She began to call, "Don't leave me! Don't leave me!"

Not even responding, the older man held the two other women's hands, and walked away from Yukari, abandoning her. She tried to open a gap, but futility struck her like a icy lion pouncing upon an innocent gazelle in the snow.

Wanting to move, but unable to, Yukari fainted, and her vision blurred from the black floor of the dream's ground to the ceiling of an unfamiliar room...

The soft, ethereal voice of the man who she had only just dreamed of softly purred, "We are alone, my sweetheart..."

Yukari's head turned to see her Forbidden Lover, and she mumbled quietly as a mouse's sweet nothings, "Where am I?"

"You're in one of my mansion's private bedrooms. Yutaka's out tonight, I happened to find you lying in Mayohiga's streets..." Dawitsu explained in a lucid voice.

"My arm hurts..."

Dawitsu caressed Yukari's injured arm, and began to wrap a bandage around it, "Does anywhere else hurt?"

Yukari smiled softly, "No, that's everything. Thank you."

Dawitsu worked his large, strong, but velvety hands down the Border Youkai's curvaceous body, and lifted the woman's dress... feeling her bare legs, the hunk asked, "Are you sure this isn't injured?"

Yukari's eyes lit up like a heart-shaped fireworks display, glimmering with anticipation, "Actually... could you wrap it up... very slowly, please, it... uh... really hurts..."

Dawitsu did as commanded, stroking her leg as he wrapped layer after layer of bandage on top of the other. He took off his already unbuttoned shirt, and smiled, "Seen as Yutaka's out, I was thinking... we should... we should..."

[Typist's Note: This next segment had handwriting so wobbly, sloppy, and scribbled that fortunately, I cannot type it up. I can only presume this was some kind of sex scene, and that Tokage got a little too excited when writing it... oh... there's a small legible part here... something about... carrots? Um... actually, I'll pass on typing that and move to the next legible body of writing...]

Gasping and panting as she lay in her impromptu bed covered by only the bandages Dawitsu had applied and the duvet, Yukari Yakumo smiled as she gazed into Dawitsu's mahogany eyes, who was also covered by merely the duvet they were sharing.

The raven-haired sex God inhaled deeply, and said sumptuously, "That was the greatest night I have ever had... I love you so much..."

Yukari sighed, "But how do I know you don't just want me... for this?"

"Because..." Dawitsu turned over, and picked up a small box from his bedside table, "...I want you to marry me..."

Opening the box, Yukari's eyes received the glorious image of a small ring, made from Platinum so shiny that the glimmers shone from the circle like constellations dancing through the moonlit sky as dark as the man who was proposing with the ring's hair...

Yukari's mind set alight, like an oven cooking a dish of hope, worry, despair, and victory. Thoughts danced through her head, lunging at her mouth for a chance to be heard, but in the end, her mind filtered her ever-lingering concern.

"What about Yutaka?" Yukari asked.

"We'll get married in secret." Dawitsu answered.

Yukari's heart soared. Even though the muscular, smooth-chested man was not willing to give up his girlfriend, Yukari had always wanted to have a secret man, someone she could feel truly special with... her dreams of hiding from the world, and having fun doing so overcame her vulgar, spiteful logic. Bringing her face closer to Dawitsu's, she whispered, "I want nothing more in the world..."

Dawitsu stared at the Border Youkai, and ran his hand through her hair, "You're so beautiful. Let's get married tomorrow..."

"But who will marry us together?" Yukari asked.

In a voice like silk, Dawitsu said, "God will be our witness..."

The two brought their lips together, making themselves one again, and the night continued to age as they passionately made love a second time through...

Author's Notes: OHHHH! AHHHH! YES! The chapter I was looking forward to talking about! Oh! Ah! I love writing... s-s-s-s-s-s-SEX! Nnnngh! I asked a certain maid how this guy was in bed! Did you see my brilliant description of Dawitsu's technique? And the part where Yukari wrapped Dawitsu up in bandage? And the part where... blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah.

Typist's Notes: I can't believe I managed to trick her into thinking I was typing what she was saying by pressing the same five buttons over and over again... I... don't want any of you exposed to what she was talking about. In fact, I may need to ask Aya for a pot of her strongest ink to wash my Brain of this memory...

Reviews for Chapter Two:

Mateyuu Dawitsu: What... what... how... why... already... what... no... WHAT HAVE I DONE? I feel... I feel... dirty... I... where's my... I WANT MY HUMAN RIGHTS! SHUT UP, I KNOW I'M A YOUKAI! (the rest of the review consisted of him crying uncontrollably and bashing his head against the wall until he fainted)

Yukari Yakumo: Please... please can I hug my enemy? Because finally, we've found something for us to both fear, hate, and unite against! What do you mean he's on the floor? Oh... well, I'm too strong to be broken by this idiocy, but whatever. And what's this about 'Youkai my age'? No Youkai is as old as I! And if they are, they're dead! Also, what's with me ageing in my dream? I'll never fear being too old for anything, I've altered my Border of Life and Death to the point of immortality...

Yutaka Hadekawa: Something tells me I'm supposed to be the bad guy here. Um... also, Phosphorous burns with White Smoke and a bright white flame... my hair's close to Red Phosphorous in colour, but not when it's burning... has she even seen Phosphorous before? And... thank goodness that sex scene didn't come through... carrots and bandages are more than I can bear... w-wait, I just forgot! She called me FLAT-CHESTED! Y-you can't use that as an insult... a-as the Boss says, flat-chested girls can be held closer to the heart... I can't believe I'm quoting him on that, he's such a pervert...

Sakuya Izayoi: I DO NOT HAVE A BANDAGE FETISH! SHE IGNORED WHAT I TOLD HER!

Marisa Kirisame: Aw, I was looking forward to that... um... I mean, thank God that sex scene didn't happen, eh? I would have uh... thrown up if I read that... uh... stupid... sexy... description...

Ran Yakumo: Why won't you let me see the author? I just want to give her back this knife I borrowed from her...