Author's note: I have a few things to say to a few of the reviews. KeArrow: Merci infiniment de votre revue! Désolé pour le pauvre Français ! Je ne le parle pas bien. Shawntail: I find myself hurrying to update just for your cute reviews lol. Avarenda: You gave me a great idea about Chikane's bouts of drama and guilt, so a major part of this chapter is all thanks to you. You've helped me find a way to keep the story going and give it some angst. And Seven Tenths: How did you know I loved psychology? :P With that, most of you are going to really hate me after this chapter, but I promise I am continuing and making it better. So please, no ninja stars through my window. Lol enjoy!
WARNING!!!!!!! THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MAJOR ADULT CONTENT. IF YOU DON'T LIKE, DON'T READ! You have been warned. There is a reason this fic is under M.
Disclaimer: It's really depressing me that I own nothing, but alas, I don't.
Himeko woke up to a warm, soft body against hers. At first she was disoriented, but as she turned over and those slender arms embraced her, she remembered. "Good morning, Chikane," she murmured. Crystal blue eyes fluttered open and Chikane stared blankly at her for a few moments, and then pulled Himeko tightly into her embrace. Himeko hugged her back tightly and Chikane whispered, "Good morning, Himeko. Did you sleep well?" Himeko nodded against Chikane's chest and said, "Like a baby. How did you sleep?"
Chikane didn't answer for a moment then said groggily, "I had strange dreams all night. I kept seeing…a solar eclipse in a red sky, blood, and…you. But it's all so foggy now…" Himeko pouted. "That stuff sounds scary. I'm sorry. If you want, we can sleep in. Mako-chan is already on her morning run, and she never wakes me up on Saturdays. So, if you want to sleep some more…"
Himeko was silenced by Chikane's mouth on hers. They kissed fiercely for a moment, then Chikane breathed, "I want you to help me forget the dreams." Himeko looked into Chikane's eyes and nodded. "I'll help you." But not to forget...
Himeko got lost in the feel of Chikane's mouth and tongue, allowing the feelings that the raven-haired girl evoked in her to overpower her senses. This was the adult romance that she'd always read about and heard about. This, what she was doing now, made her body hot and her lower stomach feel like it was flip-flopping. She felt moisture pool between her legs and felt her nipples harden. Chikane's hands brushed her breasts and when she felt her nipples, she shivered and moaned quietly into Himeko's mouth. She started to pull away, but Himeko pulled her back in and placed Chikane's hand back on her breast. "If you want me to help you, don't be afraid. You can touch me if you want."
Chikane's shaking hand began to massage Himeko's breast under the silk nightgown, reveling in the feel of Himeko's arousal. There was no way this was happening. Never in a million years would Chikane have felt that she would deserve someone like Himeko. She'd never done anything bad that she knew of, but her soul had always felt dark and guilty, like she carried some burden that was twice the weight of the world. She had always felt dirty. To have someone as pure and clean as Himeko in her arms, and knowing that the blonde girl was turned on, was mind-boggling. She kissed Himeko harder and deeper, tears nearly coming to her eyes when she felt Himeko's breath catch and her back arch.
Himeko rolled onto her back, bringing Chikane over her. Their bodies now flush together, Himeko could feel every inch of Chikane's body against hers, and the main thing she felt was wetness against her thigh. Chikane was breathless, gasping against Himeko's neck, her body shuddering with the force of her emotion and arousal. Himeko smiled into Chikane's hair. Her dreams earlier that night had revealed everything to her, their entire past and her true feelings for Chikane. She wasn't afraid anymore, not of what anyone thought or what fate would do this time to tear them apart. All she knew was that she had the love of her life back in her arms, and she wasn't letting her go.
She had been unsure in the beginning how Chikane would react to her sudden seductive approach, but in the end she knew exactly how Chikane's subconscious would react. So she had gone for it, and now she held in her arms the exact opposite person she'd seen in the past. Instead of being calm and sure about herself, Chikane was losing control. Himeko knew she should stop, but she had a theory: break Chikane down to the basics of her mind, and she'd remember.
Himeko's hands traveled down Chikane's back, and she raised her thigh up to press harder against Chikane's center. Chikane froze at the contact, poised on the edge of something she didn't recognize. Himeko moved her leg slowly, instinctively, remembering the feeling of Chikane's fingers against her own center that fateful night so long ago, and the feelings that had evoked, however forcibly. She knew what Chikane was feeling. "It's okay, Chikane-chan," she said, purposely making her voice the sweet and innocent voice it once was, and calling her old friend by her old pet name.
Chikane's hips began to move to further stimulate the building pressure building up between her legs. She closed her eyes and reached down between them to touch herself—something she'd never before done. She was beyond surprised when Himeko moved her hand out of the way and replaced Chikane's fingers with her own, pressed tight against her sensitive bud through her panties. "I don't really know how to do this, Chikane-chan," Himeko whispered, "but I'll do anything, if it's with you." She moved her fingers gently against the warm skin beneath the silk, feeling the wetness soak through the material. Chikane gasped at the sensations that Himeko's touch caused, and within moments her body was convulsing with pleasure deeper than she'd ever known. Her hips bucked wildly and she cried out—then suddenly, her eyes went opaque as memories flooded her mind.
There was so much blood, so much guilt…Chikane flung herself off of Himeko and grabbed her clothes. "Himeko, I have to go." Himeko sat up, her hair tousled and her cheeks flushed, and stared in confusion as Chikane turned from her and flung her clothes on. "Chikane…"
"No. Himeko…"
"Chikane, it's okay. I remember everything too."
Chikane froze and stared in horror at Himeko. "And you can still bring yourself to be in my presence after everything? I raped you, Himeko. I hurt you. I don't deserve to be here, why did they send me back? I was finally in a place where you were safe from me, Himeko, don't you see? You were safe, and now…"
Himeko jumped out of bed. "Now we're together again. That's all I want! I don't care about what happened in the past."
Chikane looked at her under heavy eyelids as she grabbed her bag and slipped on her shoes. "You have such a pure soul. You have no idea what I feel on a daily basis for everything that I did to you. Even with no memories, I knew I was sick. I knew that my obsession with you wasn't right. I'm dangerous, Himeko! I asked you to help me forget. You intentionally tried to make me remember…"
Himeko nodded and replied, "Yes. I'm sorry, Chikane. I didn't know. When we parted, you told me to never stop searching for you! To remember even when they forced us to forget!"
Chikane just shook her head and backed up to the door. "That was then. Time doesn't pass on that shrine, Himeko. I had a lot of time to think. I shouldn't be here. I should be locked up in the moon shrine, sitting there alone with my eternal guilt, perverted thoughts, and sick desires. Somehow, I'll get back. This is a mean trick for Murakumo to play, letting me back into the world to ruin your life. Goodbye, Himeko."
With that, she threw open the door, coming face-to-face with a surprised and sweaty Makoto. Keeping her head down, Chikane brushed past her and hurried away as fast as she could go.
Makoto came into the room, shut the door, and faced Himeko, who was now in tears on her bed. "I want some answers, Himeko. What happened?"
Himeko sobbed, "I remember everything, Mako-chan. Everything that we all forgot. I just wanted her to remember too, but in doing so I think I ruined everything. She didn't want to remember…she didn't want it…" She lay down and sobbed into her pillow, and Mako sat down beside her and put a hand on her back. "You need to calm down and tell me what you're talking about."
Himeko sat up, wiped her eyes, and met Makoto's gaze. "I have a story you won't believe…"
Author's note: Hmm…I think something happened on the moon shrine to change our Chikane's opinion about wanting to come back to Himeko, huh? Hmmmm….