Chapter 15 - Satiation, Pt. I
So funny thing, this finale actually turned out being a lot longer than I anticipated. To avoid an unnecessarily long chapter, I'm going to go ahead and divide it into parts. I'm still in the process of writing part 2, but since I already had part 1 finished I figured I'd go ahead and let you guys have it without having to wait. Beware kiddies, this chapter contains moderately inappropriate content (one of the best kinds of content, in my opinion, second only to "VERY" inappropriate). Music recommendation: No Doubt - Underneath it All, Sneaker Pimps - Spin Spin Sugar, Spectra Paris - Size Zero
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Botan awoke early in the evening. All of the other girls seemed to be more or less unaffected by the finals, but it had simply tired her out. There was idle talk of perhaps visiting the boys to celebrate the victory, but the sentiment of allowing them all to rest overruled this for the moment. Botan sat at the table she and Atsuko had once taken the steamboat down Whiskey River at. Atsuko sat nearby eyeing her shrewdly, a cigarette coolly hanging from her mouth. Botan blinked at her, just inches away form being creeped out by this odd welcome back to consciousness. "So what about you and Hiei," her cigarette bobbed between her pursed lips as she broke into a grin after bringing this subject up once more, looking for some sort of conclusion.
"Oh, he's such a nice man. He saved my life when the stadium was falling apart." Yukina smiled brightly at mention of her savior.
"Oh, he's a nice man. A real nice man, isn't that right Botan?" Her eyes narrowed making her polite veneer all the more exaggerated. Then she removed the cigarette , blowing a cloud of smoke into the air. Atsuko leaned in close to Botan, trying to keep Yukina out of this next comment, "you didn't plan on... after the finals, did you?" her eyebrow was contorted in curiosity. The color in Botan's face vanished.
"What are you talking about?" She laughed nervously, "of course not. I mean, I can't say I have any plans, because I don't even know.. to what... you are referring." She waved her hands in front of her as if to distract Atsuko from whatever it was she was trying to get at. "Maybe if I did know what you were talking about, I could tell you what plans I may or may not have. But I have no idea what you mean." Atsuko simply shifted back in her chair.
"U-huh," she hummed, once more placing her cigarette in her mouth with more of a smug look on her face now. She understood full well what Botan thought she was hiding. Just then, there was a confident knock at the door. All the girls looked around at each other, momentarily puzzled, but it was Keiko who got up to answer. She only opened the door enough to poke her head out, the girls could not see who it was, so they watched her back as she spoke to the person on the other side. She returned, closing the door, with a folded piece of paper in her hands. She looked down at the piece of paper innocently, holding it with both hands, the other girls watching her face. Suddenly, her face contoured into a huge, barred-toothed grin that Yusuke himself would have been proud of, her eyes shooting over to Botan. Botan's eyes grew wide because of how scary this face Keiko made was, and sweat began to accumulate at her temples when she saw Atsuko turning back to give her a similar face.
"Hotel staff, it's for you, Botan," She said stiffly through her clenched grin, handing the letter over, trying to stifle any laughter. Botan took the letter slowly, looking over at Atsuko, who was now leaned over the table on her elbows, staring directly into her eyes with frozen sarcasm. Watching Atsuko cautiously, she unfolded the letter, finally turning her eyes down to read it. The was a moment of silence, her eyes scanned over the page, a brief laugh burst from her lips, but she quickly recovered resuming a blank expression.
"So? What's it say?" Atsuko prodded shamelessly.
"Oh, nothing. It's nothing important," Botan, smiling, quickly folding the paper to stuff away in her pocket. Atsuko fell backward from the table, her legs sticking in the air as if she were once more on the bullet train to Margaritaville.
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The sun was setting outside, the sky in eclectic shades of purple and orange for a sun on its way to a powernap. The finale of the tournament had been mere hours before, and a very familiar blue-haired girl casually slipped out of her room into the hallway of the hotel. Anyone just passing her in the hallway might have thought she had something to hide, the way she kept looking back at her room door as if she was expecting the grim reaper to pop out of it. Which of course would have been preposterous.
Stepping out of the elevator, Botan's stomach was swimming, feeling as one who was just pushed from behind and is falling inevitably into a very cold pool. Since when did Hiei go from hating everyone to this? Her eyes scanned over the numbers on the doors. And for the matter, did he know what he was doing? Although he had been very skilled when he... Stopping in front of a single door now, looking around innocently to be sure the coast was clear, she snatched at the doorknob. Sinking backward into the doorway, very carefully, she pulled the door close, tensing her face at the sound of the knob clicking shut.
She sighed with relief, the riskiest part of this venture had gone off without a hitch. No one saw her come here, and Yuusuke hadn't been standing in the hall by chance. Still facing the door, she glanced down at herself and the colorful socks and shorts/tank top combo she wore which made her appear as though she was going on some sort of safari in a stuffed animal jungle. She began backing away from the door finally, turning just in time to see herself running into Hiei. He had been standing there the entire time, watching her "sneak" in, and mentally battle herself.
"Oh, Hiei, I'm sorry. I didn't realize you," She pointed in a nondescript way, stopping when he cocked his head to the side.
"You mean you didn't come here to touch me," Botan grabbed her right arm, face flushing bright red. After all, she had shown up, so there was no denying her intentions at this point.
"No, it's not that," she stopped once again realizing the futility of anything she had to say. Her eyes trailed form his curious eyes, down to his bare chest and stomach, over to a nearby chair where his tunic rested. All these making the reality of the situation more apparent to her.
"I'm curious," his voice dropped deeper, and became more resonating as their eyes finally locked, and he stepped closer to her. "Do you want to try those things you imagined us doing ," barely inches away from her now, trailing his fingertips up her soft arm which clutched the other. His hand now eased around her waist to pull her in slowly so that her arms touched against his chest and he could whisper into her neck. neck, "do you want me to taste you again?" His warm breath wisped along her neck, his words making her shiver.
He leaned in to close what little space was still between them and touch his lips to the downy skin of her neck, his right hand still draped around her waist, fingers contouring the curve. Her eyes relaxed as he placed another deliberate kiss, slow to release it, he just had the faintest flavor of her on his lips. That same salty taste he hadn't been able to resist nights before, which he had craved with monumental self control ever since. His eyes closed now with pacification as his kiss grew deeper, tongue easing from between his lips to caress her skin. She sighed with pleasure, arms finally dropping down from their defensive grasp to welcome Hiei's embrace by resting her hands down on his shoulders.
His kisses moved down, rather than up where he could not reach, touching on her upper chest where her breasts did not quite show above the neckline of her shirt. She sighed once more with a little giggle as he slid his lips along the fine skin, releasing it with the soft sipping sound. His hands now slid under the hem of her shirt, tickling the powdery skin of her tummy as he glided his way up her body, lifting her shirt up as he went. Once the bottom of her shirt reached her chest, Botan grabbed it for him, pulling it off over her head, hair coming loose as she did this. Her immaculate blue hair fell down around her shoulders as she gazed down into Hiei's eyes.
Her defense was broken, and she looked at Hiei not with embarrassment or anger as so many times before. Instead, her eyes now expressed all of the adoration and appreciation that she had denied to this point. His noble deeds, though he pretended to be cruel, his formidable skill and bravery as a fighter which she had watched with ardor. His strength, his dominance. She had released herself fully to expressing her admiration of these things, of him, in the way which now presented its self. Hiei, meanwhile, returned her gaze, drinking in the emotion which radiated in her eyes, her body. The way she had abandoned her ridiculous etiquette to accept him. To touch him, to want him. He wanted her, and had lusted since the night he had first taken but a sampling of what he luscious body had to offer him.
With both hands now on her bare waist, Hiei guided her over toward the nearest bed, which he had apparently taken the time to turn down. Botan fathomed this detail, intrigued by what sort of impure thoughts he must have had about her here, alone, as it occurred to him to do this. She paused to poke an index finger at her bottom lip as she contemplated it. But remembering she was in the middle of something, she reached for the front of her shorts to unfasten them, timidly looking away. Hiei watched carefully, his ruby eyes hungrily catching every detail as she inched them down with a little shimmy until they fell of their own accord. He voyeuristically studied her while she bent over to climb onto the bed. The sight of those supple curves, the scant plumpness in the just right places, and even that silly triangle with a teddy bear print which beckoned him to the treasures it concealed, all these things filled the demon with the most ravenous thoughts he had yet harbored.
Once a satisfactory distance away form the edge, Botan turned to sit on the crisp sheets. While watching Hiei pursue her, the auroral lighting casting shadows to display all of his finely tuned muscles. His eyes were unflinching and intent, she was startled to see the salient protrusion that announced its self from the black folds which still clothed him. She blinked a few times, almost doe-eyed and distracted by this detail, until she heard him chuckle. He was amused by the innocent face she made during the unscrupulous ogling of his obscured piece.
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"Hey guys! How does it feel to be champions!" Atsuko burst into the door as soon as Kuwabara opened it. The rest of the girls followed her into the room of Team Urameshi. All except Botan. Which everyone but Kuwabara, who was too busy noticing Yukina, seemed to notice. Yuusuke was apparently the only one obnoxious enough to mention it.
"Hey, where's Botan?" He scratched his temple, recounting them all to make sure she wasn't there. Swearing to himself that they had all been together at one point.
"We're not really sure. She just left our room about twenty minutes ago. She didn't say where she was going, but she was definitely acting weird." Keiko informed.
"Hm, that's strange," Kurama trying to play it down without allowing anything else to slip. They would have all just as soon assumed she had something to take care of in spirit world, had it not been for Kuwabara's next comment.
"Didn't Hiei leave out of here not that long ago, too?" Although he was well meaning, and only making an observation to contribute to the conversation, he unintentionally put 2 and 2 together for everyone else in the room. Except, of course, Yukina and himself, and Kurama, who had figured it out as soon as Keiko said what she did. A strange thing happened just then. A single look was shared by everyone, darting from Keiko to Atsuko, Atsuko to Yusuke, Yusuke to Kurama, and so forth. Perhaps it was out of boredom, lack of anything else to talk about, or perhaps it was just more interesting. Whatever the case, the mysterious absences of both Botan and Hiei became subject for a very interesting conversation of speculation, laughter, and even a bit of underage drinking.
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That about wraps it up for Part 1, so be on the lookout for pt. 2. : P Just a little side thing for those of you commenters, here's something I've been wondering for a while: How many of you actually take up the music recommendations? I think this chapter's is particularly suiting. ^_^