Thank you all for the kind reviews, this chpater is longer and delves a bit more into the complications and i hope some of the questions will be answered. Please enjoy reading :D
PART TWO
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Natasha Rivers
I dislike, actually despise, when people try to talk to me before my show.
It usually involves them making friendly chat and then trying to find out what they are on the show for in terms of my questions.
Someone even bribed me once. I mean, I have enough money thank you!
Those fuckers. But they were different. Hino and Aino, I mean.
My show was going to be live in 5 minutes and Hino and Aino had requested to meet with me 'quickly.'
"How may I help you two?" I had asked with a smile, trying not to let the stress of our start time get to me.
"Oh, Miss Rivers," Aino smiled at me with a slight red to her cheeks, "thanks, I tried to get hold of you sooner but you were busy."
I had given her a nod, my gaze quickly analyzing her choice of dress. She was wearing tight denim jeans that had those 'fashionable' rips with leather boots up to her knees and a strapless shimmery top of pink.
She really was naturally beautiful, how could someone be so beautiful?
"We better hurry," I had reminded her.
Her wife had come out and closed the dressing room door behind them then, those endless eyes roaming around my backstage with scrutiny. She kind of looked as if being here was a chore for her.
That annoyed me.
Goddamn politicians with their trophy-wives and their fucking critical stares.
"Oh it's a very quick question," she had continued luring me in her unique voice of lovely British-sexy.
I didn't want to listen to her, but I couldn't help myself.
Aino had that effect on people.
Hino was wearing a silk blouse of black with nicely cut and fitted trousers and a matching business but incredibly fitted black jacket. She looked very befitting of a Senator, and with her heels she stood a bit taller than both Aino and I in our own.
Without her Kimono from the last time I saw her, I could see that she had a figure much like Aino's. She was rather beautiful in her own way. Dark, mysterious... sexy I think is what most people would say. She even had a 'badass' attitude and clearly preferred blacks if I was not mistaken. She carried herself like she was different and fuck it she was so different in my eyes.
Amazingly different.
"You see," Aino had lip gloss on, clear lip gloss on her perfect lips. "We were just wondering how long our interview will take because Rei has some urgent business to deal with. It came up suddenly..."
Those lips that Hino claims. I hated those lips.
I still hate them.
"Oh," I was quite flabbergasted, feeling silly that I had been getting annoyed because I thought they wanted me to sweet-talk them on screen.
This explained why Hino seemed to not want to be here. I mean, everyone wanted to be on my show. Everyone who was anyone.
And fuck, I was having a seasonal record of viewers for this show at the moment and this couple was the main attraction of the day. They had to be on my show. I had questions.
"Well, we've slotted time for fifteen minutes of the twenty-six screen minutes. Then you, Ms. Aino, will be singing your song and then I have another guest."
Aino nodded, turned her head to the left to see Hino nod and then she smiled.
When Aino smiles at her wife, it's a different smile.
It's much more mischievous, much more... genuine.
Much more charming and it makes me burn with jealousy to this day because Hino's never-ending eyes glow for Aino in a way they otherwise never would.
I mean, they seem to actually end.
"One minute!" A shout from the camera crew reached us.
It was on.
I sat down and the lights turned off, did my usual introduction to audience cheers and then introduced "Minako Aino, or as they say in Japan Aino Minako and her wife Senator Hino Rei!"
They walked on set with Aino ahead of Hino, her normal smile gracing her face. Her fucking charm and those damn perfect lips covered in clear gloss making her glow.
Hino was smiling too, probably because she knew how to carry herself for such shows back home or something. It was a small polite smile.
It was beautiful.
Her hair was past her shoulder – near the middle of her backs, shimmering in the stage light and looking like the perfect thing to run my fingers through.
She sat down after Aino sat down, noticeably as well.
I thought this was part of their facade: Hino being so chivalrous and charming to her wife like some well-bred politician treating their spouse like royalty.
Hino gave me another bow of her head and then sat down with her back straight and left ankle tucked behind her right ankle.
Aino sat with her legs crossed carelessly, still smiling and giving a few winks to the large show audience, naturally drawing the cameraman's attention and I do remember seeing some people blush even though the lighting on the audience was darker.
The questions came out after the cheers finally died out enough.
"So Ms. Aino, you have been in the music industry for seven years, correct?"
"Yes," she replied my question with those fucking perfect lips.
"But your album was released this summer, and your singles a month before... what were you doing the years before your album came out?"
She giggled, but I was a sharp reporter and I saw something no one in my audience saw.
Her baby blue eyes flashed to dark blue and Hino's (out of the corner of my eye) left hand gripped her cushioned chair's arm a little tightly.
So Hino understood English and there was definitely something up with those two.
Then it hit me that of course Hino should understand English if she was a Senator.
"Well," Aino was a really good liar, "Rei and I got married four years ago and with her election only a year after our marriage much of my time was taken up with that."
"Ah, right," I cut her in a bit, "I hear that to run for Senator one must be married and have that spouse attend all ceremonies and election programs with her in Japan."
This was to try and hint that their marriage was a practical one, clearly for political reasons... possibly...
"No," Aino replied with another giggle, "that's not true. It is true that Rei had to be married to run for Senator, but my attendance at her events is not necessary. It was my personal choice to accompany her."
Smart girl, knows how to sound humble and devoted.
"Did Ms. Hino only marry you for her election?" I said it with a joking nature but the question was my other attempt to pry more into their superficial life.
"I certainly hope not," Aino made a face and sent a teasing sceptical look at Hino who chuckled with the rest of the audience as well as myself.
She was good. It was harder than I thought for sure.
Lies, truths, half-lies... I just couldn't tell for some reason what was what between them. Usually I could sense things right away!
"Rei and I had been engaged for a year beforehand, and yes our marriage was timed well for her election, but our friends just would not stop teasing us about getting married and we decided to get it over with."
More chuckles.
I nodded. What else should I ask? How about their last name? Yes. That question would suffice.
"I see. Some of the fans at home were wondering why you never took either Ms. Hino's name or why Ms. Hino never took your name."
For the first time, Hino's melodic and firm voice reached my ears in perfect English with no distinct accent.
"I can not change my name; it is a family obligation and duty that I have valued with respect to my family." She smiled that polite smile again and continued, "Anyone I marry must either take my name or keep their own, as per their wishes."
That was... deep. And she – I remember very well – had said it so casually and passively. So politically.
"And why, Ms. Aino, did you keep your own?"
"Well, I went through a difficult time when I was younger, and Rei had taught me a valuable life lesson...um," she awkwardly twirled her hair, "What I meant to say was that I am who I am. And that person is Aino Minako, so I had no wish to change it."
"Ah," I was slightly confused and very intrigued with the beginning of her answer. "You and Ms. Hino have been together for a long time then?"
"We've known each other since we were fourteen," Aino told me with her (fucking) smile.
"You've dated since then?"
"Oh, no!" Aino flushed slightly and Hino's polite smile grew a bit... affectionate. "We knew each other through mutual friends, soon became very close friends and confidants... she had always been different to me from other friends, and we got together six years after meeting."
"Are these friends the 'soldiers' you mentioned in your speech?"
Hino raised a brow and sent a very amused smile towards Aino who grinned with her teeth flashing while nodding. She made this totally 'Asian' cute gesture with her hands making a V, as I was later informed, for victory.
This really intrigued me... that was either a really cute love story or a very good inventive tale of their 'love.'
"What was this difficult time, if you don't mind my asking?" I tracked back a bit to her small blurt – wondering silently in my heart if she had said it so I would ask or if she had honestly slipped it.
Either way I could tell somewhere in my heart that this whole interview was playing in their favour.
She paused, smile still charming but eyes darkening a bit before she shrugged and let me in on her difficult time.
"When I was thirteen, I was diagnosed with cancer. I had given up on my life because by my fourteenth birthday the doctor told me the only way I could live was if I took a surgery with a two percent chance of surviving."
My audience gasped.
And me? I gestured her to continue, feeling actually interested and sympathetic.
She adjusted her top a bit and then started fiddling with the hem of her shirt. I noticed that even her hands and nails seemed to be perfect.
Maybe even the most beautiful of people have demons no one knows about. And this sudden realisation made me wonder if this meant Hino as well.
Those two only got more addicting.
"I told none of my friends about it, but when I met Rei... she, uh, found out." Aino giggled again, her eyes fond with memory. "I still remember her face when we bumped in the hallway of the hospital."
There was encouraging laughter from me and the audience, easing our nerves and tension and eagerly awaiting more of this story.
"Well, Reiko," she dropped that pet name and Hino rolled her eyes a bit, "was there with her grandfather at the time and after a brief bicker over whose fault it was that we bumped each other one of our friends came galloping down the hallway and made us all eat in the cafeteria together and that was how we were acquainted."
Hino giggled a little as well. A little.
"Anyways, after that we saw each other a few times outside of school. Um, Rei and I kept running into each other at the hospital and we both (giggle) lied to each other about why we were there!"
She really had a way with making people admire her.
"After a few months, Rei caught me crying and she comforted me... I don't have any parents so my friends were really all I had."
There was an 'awww' and I could tell it annoyed Hino but she was ever polite. She also made a quick check to her watch which reminded me that she apparently had some 'urgent' business to deal with.
Sucks for her because I needed more scoop on their life.
"After that, well, we got closer than I have ever been with anyone in my life." Hino agreed with a nod. Aino smiled at her. "And then," she charmed us all with that face, "when she found out about my illness she told me 'You're a coward. I would take the surgery if there was a chance.' Naturally, back then I was stubborn and very insulted at being called such a thing but when she also said 'live for you, Aino Minako, not for anything else'... This really changed my mind."
"So... you took the surgery?" I timidly asked.
"Yes, I took it and here I am. Happy and very much alive."
That story was... too cute to be true for me.
"And this is why I honoured that sentiment when we married and kept my name."
I stayed suspicious of them.
After that, well, Hino left to attend to her 'business' and Aino performed her number one single live.
And I was the first person in the world of media to get the knowledge of Aino Minako's cancerous past and 'true love' with the Senator.
I made a lot of money on that show too.
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"Hino-sama, your three o'clock is here."
Rei looked up from her desk and quickly sent a glance to her wristwatch before leaning back in her chair and setting down her pen.
"Thank you Okuzaki-san, you're free to leave for the day if you wish. Let her in please."
Her personal assistant smiled and nodded, glad to have the day off earlier than usual.
Rei ran a hand through her hair as her office door was opened again. She stood up from her chair, walking around the wooden desk to greet her appointment.
"What may I help you with today, Inoue-san?" She closed the door to her office after a brief glance outside proved Okuzaki was indeed cleaning up her stuff into her oversized purse while chatting on the phone to her husband as she got ready to leave.
Inoue Setsuki held a pair of sunglasses in one hand and a jacket tucked over her forearm, a seductive smile instantly on her face as she watched Rei lock the door behind them.
"You can start by calling me Setsuki, Senator."
Rei raised an eyebrow at her as she walked closer, placing a hand gently to Rei's shoulder.
Rei let her eyes travel Setsuki's form. She was thirteen years Rei's senior and married with three children to Inoue Takashi – a prominent film producer who sponsored her campaign.
"Can I get you a drink Setsuki-san?" Rei walked over to her cabinet and opened it, knowing the answer anyways.
"That would be lovely," the older woman was wearing a dark red dress that made her eyes bright and complimented her brown hair.
"You were going somewhere after?" Rei asked, handing over a glass of her sweetest wine and leading Setsuki to the stiff leather couch.
Setsuki placed her coat over the couch arm and her sunglasses on the coffee table nearby as she took a sip of her drink, letting out some of the sexual tension she was feeling through a bark of laughter.
"I'm accompanying Takashi to a dinner party with some company actors."
Rei sipped her wine, relishing the sweet taste and letting a small grin grace her mouth as Setsuki leaned in closer and whispered in her ear.
"I love your office, Senator."
Rei loved the colour red. Always had, always would and now was no exception to the rule.
When Setsuki started nibbling on her earlobe, Rei glanced down at the red fabric of the dress beside her before closing her eyes with a sigh.
For a woman her age Setsuki had a wonderful body that was fitted by yoga classes and a healthy diet.
"mmm," Rei let a low and very approving sound softly rumble from her throat, not objecting when her wine glass was taken from her hand or when those yoga thighs straddled her and the leather groaned in agreement.
"Rei-san... I've been waiting for this all week."
There was no joke in her tone as Setsuki muttered this with a plea and started to kiss along Rei's neck, trying to slide her jacket off.
Rei pulled her closer and Setsuki wiggled to press herself even more so, wanting things to move faster. She loved feeling young again with Hino. Rei's gaze darkened with desire at the thrill of this older woman making it abundantly clear how badly she wanted the Senator to fuck her.
"Uhn," Setsuki grinded and moaned as hands squeezed her ass and caressed her hips and massaged her spine.
Rei urged Setsuki to lie down on the couch as things got more heated for comfort and felt hands start to unbutton her blouse. Since Setsuki was going to a dinner party, however, Rei was unable to risk letting her 'mess' get on the dress and tried to lift it over her head as gently as possible.
Setsuki was wearing no undergarments.
Her naked body stuck to the leather and a 'thwap' was heard as she pulled Rei down on top of her desperately.
Rei felt Setsuki's hands grab at the collar of her dress shirt and try to push back so it would slide of her arms, the kisses were getting more energetic and the Senator's bottom lip was stretched out by a soft bite.
Rei felt the naked legs around her torso squeeze her closer as the body below her arched in pleasure and a black elegant peep toe heel dug into her backside.
Rei bit her lip in slight pain and struggled to get this over with quickly so the discomfort would hopefully pass soon.
Her left hand kept her body raised while her right hand slid between their bodies and started to slowly penetrate as her head bent down to suck on Setsuki's breast.
Setsuki was rather loud. She was also very horny and came quicker and louder than usual. Rei felt like she barely did anything.
After untangling from their entangled limbs, Setsuki blushed while slipping her dress back on and entering Rei's private bathroom to wash her face of the accumulated sweat, also grabbing some makeup from her coat to touch up on it.
Rei wiped the woman's juices off the couch and off her fingers with some napkins. She was in the middle of doing her buttons when her cell phone rang from her desk.
"Hey Usagi-chan," she put it to her ear and also grabbed her black blazer.
Setsuki walked out and up to her, helping her put her jacket and on then kissing her cheek with a naughty smile.
"No of course I didn't forget..." She grabbed her large black purse and threw a folder inside. "Mina is coming back tonight, around seven... yes of course I'm picking her up Odongo."
She rolled her eyes and fixed her hair and her collar with the desk mirror. "I'm sure she'll want to tell you herself, Usagi... I'm not ruining the surprise you idiot..."
Rei made eye contact with Setsuki and grinned, "I was in the middle of doing some work you know..."
Setsuki blushed and toyed with her pearl earrings.
"I'll bring Mina by your place tomorrow, okay? No? Then just come over instead... Bye Usa."
She put her phone in her purse as well and slipped the bag over her shoulder, making sure the office was clean with her eyes before she walked Setsuki down and out of the building.
Just as she reached for the door, she felt a hand grab her wrist.
"I'm free after the dinner party tonight," a finger was now drawing on her shoulder.
Rei leaned close to her as if to kiss her but stopped before their lips could touch and instead placed a burning one to her cheek.
"I'm not," she backed up from the dazed Setsuki and opened the door, "My wife comes back tonight, Inoue-san."
Setsuki giggled but felt slightly jealous, walking past the Senator who held the door open before locking it and following her.
"When can I see you again Senator?"
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Minako had spent the long flight from London to Tokyo flirting with both the handsome businessman who sat next to her in first class and their personal flight attendant who blushed beautifully at her jests.
She was in a very good mood, even buying her new companion a drink and conversing with him for a while.
He was married to another guy in London and was visiting family in Tokyo. Minako told him that she herself was married for a year now and they exchanged a few tidbits of their honeymoons and ended up exchanging numbers to hang out as well.
"Hiro-kun!" She giggled his name as he made a snarky comment about the lady two rows ahead of them who continued giving them the evil eye, like she was jealous or something.
"Well it's true," he muttered, "she's even looking right now."
"Shall we give her a show, then?" Minako turned her head and gave him a coy grin.
"A show?" Hiro raised an eyebrow.
Minako chuckled. "Is she still looking?"
They would be landing in five minutes.
"Yes," he giggled, "glaring is more like it."
Minako leaned forward and placed a kiss to his lips, smiling widely as he blushed and then turning to the lady watching them with shock and winking.
"You're a naughty one aren't you, Minako-san?"
Minako laughed again, "I am not."
"You know," he grabbed his drink and took a sip, "you're the first girl I've ever kissed."
"You're not the first boy," she retorted with a smirk.
"I wonder what your wife would think of that," he teased.
Minako shrugged.
"The lady is still watching," she said this in Japanese now since both of them seemed to rotate between Japanese and English as they talked.
Hiro huffed, "Justin wants me to call him when I land, I'd much rather go straight to bed." He said this to change the subject and sub consciously remind himself he had someone he loved, not to mention he only did guys and for some reason was strangely attracted to his new friend. A girl.
"How long are you in Tokyo for?" Minako winked at the flight attendant who blushed again and collected their garbage for them.
Hiro grinned, "five weeks. You know if I was your wife I'd be worried."
Minako rolled her eyes, ignoring his comment. "Let's get together while you're here, I'm sure you'll get annoyed of your family."
"Tell me about it," he sighed, both of them were slightly jumping as the plane's wheels hit the runway and bumped along the ground, "you said you were in music right? My cousin works in the entertainment business; she's a rather big name in England."
"What is her name?"
Minako felt her stomach twist in anticipation. There was no way, right? If he said Michiru-
"Kaioh Michiru-"
The captain was speaking but they didn't bother listening.
"No way!" She cut him off. The world was way too small. "Know her? She happens to be a friend of mine."
"Really?"
Minako giggled, nodding her head.
Hiro seemed excited as well.
The seatbelt sign was off and they were free to get off the plane.
Minako told Hiro how she met Michiru – without all the Senshi details of course – and they shared a few laughs about Haruka as well when they went to collect their luggage.
"Rei!" A tall figure wearing business attire smiled at her and Minako felt an axe chop away a huge hole in her heart that she never realised was there until she felt Rei's hand take her own and that familiar gentle smile greet her.
"Minako," Rei only accepted a kiss to her cheek and no more because she disliked PDA and also had an image to uphold as a Senator.
Not to mention the random paparazzi behind the pillar to her left in the busy airport.
A few citizens inside recognized the city's new Senator and pointed but Rei paid them no heed.
"Rei, meet my new friend Oogami Hiro. Hiro, my wife Hino Rei."
"Hino, huh?" They shared a handshake and Rei dipped her head a bit, eyeing the young attractive man with scrutiny.
"You'll never guess who Hiro-kun is related to!"
Finally, the luggage belt started moving and they walked forward to it.
"Who?"
"Michiru-chan!"
Rei was slightly surprised.
"I see, how nice. She's a friend of ours," Rei told the man.
She could tell he was intimidated by her, she could feel it come off of him but it was like a candle compared to the sun of Minako's excitement and delight at the moment.
It melted Rei's heart, made her want to take her wife away and prove to Minako that she too missed her more than anything these past couple months.
Though Rei never offered to carry Minako's carry-on bag she did roll the larger suitcases and left Minako with the smaller ones.
Minako hugged her new friend goodbye before they went their separate ways.
"You didn't drive?" Minako frowned as they came outside, a little unnerved by the men in black who took their photos.
"No," Rei grinned at the black limousine in front that Minako remained clueless of and put the bags beside the trunk as her driver got out and started loading the car for them.
Rei took the suitcase from Minako's hand and gave it to him as well before opening the door of the limo and watching Minako's eyes lighten up as she got the message.
Upon closing the door Rei heard the driver close the trunk and get in the driver seat.
"You're going to have to get use to this limousine now."
Minako giggled and grabbed Rei into a hug, glad to finally hold her and smell her.
"I missed you so much!"
"I missed you too," Rei chuckled, returning the embrace as the car started moving.
Minako kissed her chastely, cupping Rei's cheek tenderly.
"It's just you and me tonight," Rei said into their kiss.
"You convinced the other to come tomorrow?"
"Hmmm," Rei sighed happily as Minako rested her head on her shoulder and snuggled close. "I want you all to myself first."
Her phone vibrated and she almost groaned in protest, pulling it out to see she got a new e-mail which she decided could wait until tomorrow.
Minako snatched Rei's phone and put it in the pocket of her own denim jacket mischievously, "it's just you and me, Reiko."
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Rei's lips travelled up her spine slowly and Minako giggled as they reached her shoulders and then her neck, a bare arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her close causing her giggle to turn into a content moan, and then a whimper when familiar lean fingers cupped her left breast.
"Rei..." she bit her lip and turned around, pushing Rei onto her back and resting her elbows on either side of her love's head while pushing her body down.
Rei moaned and caressed her back gently as their slow kisses continued.
Minako felt Rei urge her over and complied when Rei was on top, forcing herself between her legs and smiling tenderly down at her, cheeks flushed.
"I love you," Rei said softly, almost sheepishly, admiring Minako's flushed countenance and blue eyes.
Minako returned the smile, leaning her head up to kiss her and then bringing her hands up to gently brush over Rei's face.
"I love you too," she murmured back, her fingers pushing Rei's bangs back behind her ears before wrapping around her neck and dragging her down for another chaste kiss.
Rei pushed her hips against Minako, feeling Minako buck back against her softly and gasping into their kiss.
She rocked her hips again, harder. This time Minako too responded and soon their kisses were passionate and broken by gasps of breath as their rocking got faster.
"Mina," Rei groaned into her ear, their cheeks pressed together.
Minako flipped them over, straddling Rei whose eyes were glazed over. She pinned Rei's arms down gently grinning at Rei's confused expression.
She touched Rei's erect nipples, watching in fascination as Rei bit her lower lip in pleasure and closed her eyes
Minako then cupped her breasts and squeezed gently. She knew all too well that Rei got more aroused when things were done gently and slowly. She built Rei up before her pyro erupted.
Rei's hands were caressing her hips now and Minako certainly didn't mind.
"How badly do you want me?" Minako watched as Rei's nostrils flared in response when she pinched at the question.
Minako leaned down and kissed her as deeply as she could, enjoying the groan Rei made when she broke the kiss to lean back upright.
"Hmm, Reiko?" She teased her right hand now brushing down the valley of Rei's breasts and to her stomach where it paused.
Rei watched her, trying not to squirm at the ticklish and light touch.
Minako then lifted the same hand and brought it to her own chest, throwing her head back moving it down her body with a moan.
"Tell me Rei," she dipped past her trimmed triangle of hair and slicked her finger over her wet spot, gasping and looking at Rei whose gaze stayed transfixed at the sight.
Then she smirked, bringing the finger out where it gleamed with her own arousal.
She leaned back down to Rei, placing her finger to Rei's mouth, blushing with a smirk as Rei sucked on her digit like she was hypnotised by Minako, which is basically was.
Minako retracted her finger from Rei's mouth and moved it to Rei's core, feeling Rei stiffen beneath her before letting out a moan and griping the sheets.
Minako pushed her finger in, kissing Rei as the woman beneath her wiggled in pleasure.
"Tell me," Minako pushed in with force, gasping when Rei rolled over her and kissed her while rocking on her finger.
"I need you," Rei clutched the sheets beneath her as Minako added another finger and also tightened her legs around her torso, her free arm going around Rei's neck to pull her for another kiss.
Minako gasped when Rei's own finger started probing at her wet sex, feeling them push into her as Rei kissed her again with more fury while dropping her weight more onto Minako.
Rei's inner walls clamped on Minako's fingers and Minako watched as Rei's eyes closed and her mouth parted right above her own face.
She continued rocking on Rei's fingers and pulled Rei to her closer from her neck as she noticed Rei start moving off of her.
"Don't stop," she urged desperately, eyes shutting as she felt it come close.
Rei stopped.
Minako was going to fucking punch her if she didn't finish!
"Rei!" She cried when Rei instead slid down her body and placed wet kisses.
Minako's back arched high when she felt those fingers tease her again, but instead of feeling them inside of her she felt something wet and strong.
"Ah!" she threw her head back and grabbed at Rei's head between her legs, her thighs tightening on Rei's skull and her hips bucking into her face erratically.
"Reiko... uh – uh – ah!"
Finally she came; feeling the familiar yet new euphoria inside her body and hugging Rei close when her wife slithered back up her body.
Rei pulled the thin cotton sheets over them, her hand stroking Mina's back gently and her eyes closed in content as they caught their breaths.
"Can you get me something to eat, Rei?" Minako voice was sluggish and Rei hummed, kissing her forehead.
"I made some rice and a curry before I went to get you."
"Sounds lovely," Minako started to play with Rei's hair.
The home phone started to ring and Minako grumbled, cursing to Rei's amusement as she got up and grabbed the sheet with her, the phone in the next room.
Rei was slightly embarrassed as she was left start naked on the bed with no sheet but could only smile as Minako's "I'm fucking coming" echoed the walls.
She sighed and got up herself, grabbing a sexy silk robe of red and tying the sash around her waist before going to the kitchen to heat up the meal she had prepared.
She heard Minako answer the phone and took out some plates, smiling at Minako who waltzed into the kitchen with her sheet dragging on the kitchen floor as she took a spot at the chic table, watching Rei pop a plate of something delicious into the microwave.
"I know right," she said to whoever was on the phone, "... my trip was fine thank-you... of course I'll give her the phone right now. It was nice to talk to you too, Setsuki-san."
Rei frowned at that, taking the food from the microwave and grabbing a spoon before she walked over and placed it in front of Minako who practically drooled and dug right in since Rei heated the food at teh perfect temperature for her to scarf down.
Rei took the phone from Minako.
"What would you like to drink?" she asked before putting the phone to her ear.
"Joosh" said Minako through a mouthful.
Rei went to the fridge and found some orange juice, thinking it would do.
"Hello," she greeted into the phone.
"Rei-san," came the familiar voice from earlier that day.
Rei averted her eyes to Minako briefly who continued eating before grabbing the juice carton and pouring it into a glass.
"Inoue-san," she said, "it's rather late to call... has something happened?"
A sensual laugh as Rei put the juice back and walked over with Minako's glass, now taking her own food from the microwave and setting it in front of her before she sat down next to her blonde and very happy girl.
Realising she forgot a spoon Rei stood up again to go and collect one.
"Yes, actually. Takashi asked me to phone you – he needs to speak with you tomorrow, anytime will do but it's urgent."
Rei sat back down, "What's this about?"
Setsuki let out a sigh, "Something about politics, he's gotten some idea or something..."
Rei sighed, "Yes, I can of course make time for him Inoue-san. It would be my pleasure. I'll get in touch tomorrow morning."
"Oh, thank-you." She paused for a moment before adding, "See around Senator."
"Goodnight," Rei hung up the phone and put it to the side before she took a spoon of her food.
Minako let out a content sigh, "that was delicious Reiko."
Rei flushed slightly, glad for the compliment. Minako's smile dropped when she heard Rei laugh.
"What's so funny?"
Rei raised an eyebrow chewing her food with a smug smile, her eyes trailing down Minako's body.
Minako flushed brightly when she realised that ever since she started eating she had lost grip of the bed sheet and it currently exposed her upper body.
She pulled the sheet back up and glared at Rei, "I don't see why you're laughing Hino Rei, if you find them so funny them maybe you don't get to touch them anymore!"
Rei stopped laughing, "you can't be serious!"
"I'm very serious!"
Rei grabbed Minako's wrist as she stood up and pulled her down onto her lap.
"But I cooked your dinner," she pulled the sheet down and Minako tried to wriggle from her. "And I was going to clean you dishes too."
Minako sighed, "That's because you're my bitch."
"Am I?" Rei raised an eyebrow.
Minako laughed as Rei kissed her neck and brought a hand up to cup her breast.
"My sexy bitch."
Rei pinched her nipple and Minako slapped her hand and stood from her lap.
"Ow! Stupid Martian." She cradled her sore boob and then grabbed the sheet and huffed as she pulled it around her and walked off again.
Rei got up and took their dishes to the sink.
Oh how she had missed Minako.
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Natasha Rivers
The first time I ever held a conversation with Hino was a whole year after she appeared on my show.
I saw Aino alone at very few socials after her first award and was always disappointed when Hino never showed up with her.
I found myself moving a bit away from America and its celebrities to research anything I could find on Hino and Aino, but mostly Hino.
I told myself it was because of how curious I was at her behaviour, her type. She was a new specimen that excited me and that was not because she was Japanese but because she was a political celebrity.
I was right, but this was an understatement.
I let myself get obsessed and I tried to seduce the damn Senator to my game.
I, for the first time ever, got played by my own game and to this very day I don't think Hino realises just how hard she played me.
She probably thought my feelings for her were completely lustful, which they initially were.
Now? Now I really do believe I fell in love with her and it hurts to know we can never be.
And fuck it, since when did I of all people ever want a committed relationship? I was all about the sex and pleasure.
The thrill.
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"Wow, Aino did well for herself, a sold out concert..."
"She has an amazing voice," my current beau Tony who was also a professional golfer with a very nice body pulled me to him.
I being who I am had VIP tickets to Aino's concert. So I brought him along too, and he seemed pretty cuddly today.
"Hmm," I agreed.
She barely wore any stage makeup from what I could tell, and her back-up dancers were really good.
But I was the most impressed to see prissy 'I'm so delicate' Aino do some back-flips and intense dance moves.
That girl was a genuine talent, not a fake because of her beauty. How... utterly surprising.
She was really attractive, one couldn't help but watch her and I was suspicious that Tony already had a boner when she did her last number in a very revealing outfit.
"You can meet her after with me if you want," I teased him because he was acting like a little teenage boy around her.
"C-cool," he tried to keep his smooth going but I saw right through his cute little charade.
Her voice was beautiful, talking or singing... even I wondered what it would sound like in the throes of passion.
I guess Hino knew.
Actually... I wonder what Hino sounds like? How does she touch? Rough... soft?
Why was I even thinking this! Gah!
The concert was over after an encore that the crowd begged for with their cries of worship.
I led Tony backstage, our VIP passes let us go by the large security personnel with no problem especially since they recognized me and one or two seemed to be fans of Tony's drive swing.
We saw her signing a few autographs with other VIP members and even taking a photo with a charming little boy who was redder than her red shirt, his father no better.
She was all smiles, fanning her face and seemingly pleased with her performance. Some assistant came by and handed her water and a towel before Aino saw me and Tony, smiling and waving briefly.
"Miss Rivers," she walked the few steps over, "how did you like the concert?"
"It was very good," I honestly told her, "I'd like you to meet my friend Tony Ganton."
"Nice to meet you."
"You too," Tony was blushing in the cheeks as well and his grip on my hand tightened slightly before he tried to act like his usual macho self by straightening his shoulders.
It was the most surprising when I saw Hino walk backstage holding out a bouquet of classic red roses.
How cheesy can you get?
I had been keeping tabs on them, and none of my sources indicated Hino would be in town for the concert though... Why, she had been at a Conference in Tokyo, Japan, only this morning! How could she have gotten here so fast?
"Reiko!" Aino seemed surprised as well, as she launched at Hino and grabbed the roses after kissing her on the cheek like a little girl who gets candy.
They were, I repeat, either the best actors I've come across or genuinely in love.
"That's her wife?" Tony whispered in my ear lowly.
I nodded, angry that I did not know Japanese and therefore had no clue as to what Aino was mumbling which caused Hino to laugh at her.
The whole backstage crew and the other VIPs' had eyes curiously and enviously stuck on them like Tony and I, some already whipping out cameras and taking photos. We were all like flecks of dust in their presence. They commanded attention without even trying.
Hino talked back in Japanese now, the first time I heard her use the language with her powerful voice of dark chocolate.
Maybe that's how Hino would sound during sex...
"Oh, Miss Rivers," Aino turned to me again, "you wanted a quick few words right?"
I nodded and followed her and Hino down the hall to her dressing room, Tony seemed a little jealous of Hino or Aino – I had no clue but I suspected Hino because he crushed on Aino first.
"Pleased to make your acquaintance again Miss Rivers," Hino held the door open for us as we walked in and gave me that polite, political, unreadable smile that I had come to quite like.
"You as well Ms. Hino."
After closing the door behind us she gave me a quick bow of the head and Aino tossed the roses on her dresser before grabbing a sweater and putting it over her head. Tony sulked quietly because now her body was pretty much covered.
Hino was wearing a dark blue silk blouse with a matching neck scarf, a fitted skinny-legged trouser with black pointy-toed heeled stilettos and a very sexy blazer of black.
She loved those dark colours; all pictures I saw of her had her in dark colours. All the times I saw her in person she had dark colours.
And dark colours suited her perfectly.
"Ms. Hino, this is my friend Tony Ganton. He's the number one ranked golfer in America and third in the world."
Tony huffed his chest a little and extended his hand to Hino, I could tell he was intimidated by her but wanted to impress her all the same.
Hino bowed her head and ignored his hand like she had done with me before and said, "Very impressive. It's nice to meet you."
I giggled because of it and Tony flushed because Aino laughed as well. He awkwardly retreated his hand and dipped his head, "thank you. You as well."
"Shall we begin? I have somewhere to be," Aino took her hair out of her ponytail and it eased down her shoulders like falling leaves in the autumn.
Hino said something in Japanese and her wife nodded before she simply bowed at both Tony and I before excusing herself from the room.
I was upset because I had hoped she would stay. Maybe talk. Maybe just let me admire her in person some more.
"How does your first concert feel?" I asked, pulling out a small recorder and pressing the button as we started.
"It's an amazing experience," she enthused in her voice, "I feel really tired now but during the concert it was a wave of adrenaline! Really surreal, like a dream."
She sounded very happy.
Before I could ask another question the door opened and Hino popped her head in with a small frown.
"Excuse me for interrupting, Miss Rivers." Then she turned her eyes to Minako and, "Mina –"
After 'Mina' they were back to Japanese, but an idea hit me... my recorder was on, so what if I recorded their conversations and then got them translated?
Why hadn't I thought of it before!
Fucking genius I am.
"Something has come up-"
"Its fine," I cut her off in excitement to go and find out what was said in Japanese. "You're staying at the Renalo right? Tony is as well."
"Oh," she blinked, "okay. So... I can meet you in the front hall around midnight?"
Midnight was in two hours.
"Sure," I smiled and she grabbed her bouquet of roses and rushed off with Hino who gave a brief nod to us while talking in Japanese on her phone.
They held hands, I noticed.
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I kissed Tony and told him I'd meet him in his room at the Renalo after my 'midnight interview' with Aino.
He was very amorous this evening, even telling me in my ear that he couldn't wait to touch me.
He's a very nice man, Tony. But I was too preoccupied in my mind to call and find out about the translation quickly that I barely gave it a second thought as I took a cab to my studio while calling one of my foreign techs to see if he could help.
I met him at the studio and gave him the recorder plus a promised promotion if he were to continue doing such translations for me secretly to which he agreed.
He was kind of cute too.
It was only thirty minutes when he handed me a stapled transcript of the conversation on the tape-recorder.
I wrote a brief 'contract' to frighten him into keeping this certain part secret, but he seemed more than happy to oblige with the money I offered in turn and the promotion he wanted.
Steve was his name. Steve Portrenial.
I can't believe I have the transcript of their secret Japanese conversation here in my very hands!
When Steve excused himself from my office, I sat down with a lamp of light and eagerly flipped the pages over.
Since he had not known who was speaking, the voices were separated by two kinds of font but I could follow which was Hino's because it said 'Mina' in the script.
It was like so:
Mina, the others have just called me. It is urgent we meet them.
Is it about the crystals or is it just an attack?
It's about the crystals.
And that was it.
What. The. Fuck!
It made no sense!
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I made it to the front hall a few minutes later than midnight. I saw one of the hotel staff blush at me and shyly gesture her hand to the private bar.
I had been to this hotel numerous times and so I smiled a quick thank-you and walked to the familiar bar.
Aino was nowhere in sight.
Instead, Hino was texting on her personal communicator in the same attire from before while taking generous sips from a glass of scotch.
Politicians had that image, after all.
"Ms. Hino," I called out to her and she turned her head up and gave me a nod before grabbing her drink and walking up to me.
"Miss Rivers. Minako will be late, she's getting ready."
I was way too entranced by her to give a flying fuck about the interview right now.
"That's fine," I smiled a little flirtatiously, "thanks you for your generous company."
She chuckled in that voice of dark chocolate and we both walked toward the leather couches at the back. We were the only ones in the bar at this time which was surprising but very welcome.
"Allow me to buy you a drink?" She asked as I sat down and she placed her drink on the glass table.
Allow you to buy me a drink?
Baby you don't have to ask.
"How very kind."
She smiled that polite smile and removed her blazer; that silky shirt of dark blue had a distinct smell like incense and I felt my breath hitch as she let her black jacket fall to the couch and roll up her sleeves.
Such a lovely body... I was starting to see what could capture someone as beautifully spawn as Aino to Hino's allure.
That is, of course, if they weren't faking... I seriously just did not know.
"What is your preferred drink?"
I couldn't help but look at her arms and hands, wondering what it would feel like to be with a woman such as her.
"I'll have number twenty-seven," I declared. That was my favourite cocktail, it tasted like bananas.
She raised a brow since I knew the whole drink menu and its numbers before walking off to the sole bartender.
What an astounding individual. Even the way she walked was mysterious.
She came back with my drink rather quickly and placed it before me, finally taking a seat and moving her jacket to the armrest of the couch.
"Thank you," I took as big of a sip that was considered polite because I felt thirsty and really needed something to rattle my brains a bit.
She leaned forward and I paused for a second until she simply grabbed her drink and brought the glass to her lips.
"Did you watch the concert?" I asked the first thing that came from my mind and she raised an eyebrow.
I just wanted a conversation because silence with her was annoying.
"Unfortunately, no."
"I see," I took another big sip, finishing my drink and putting the drink down.
She seemed to notice my nerves shooting through the wall, and it was embarrassing because I was famous for holding inquisitive conversations but here I was too afraid to think of anything that might lead to one between us.
"Well, I saw the last song... her encore," Hino said also finishing off her drink before leaning back.
Her hair was so enchantingly dark at the strangest of times.
I saw it then: Her eyes trailing along my legs before she smirked – the smallest of smirks.
It was like she knew I had been watching her, knew what I was thinking, and knew what I was feeling.
"It was certainly the best concert I've ever been to," I almost squeaked in my voice.
Then I thought: do I dare?
I always dare. And I was no fucking coward to back from our little game. She was the one who was supposed to act like this toward me, not me toward her!
I leaned forward and lowered my tone a bit, picking out the cherry I usually leave in the glass and shifting my eyes up to make sure she was watching.
She was watching alright.
"Her voice is beautiful," I put the cherry to my lips and let my tongue show before putting it in my mouth and slowly putting out the stem.
"Mm," I moaned softly, it wasn't my favourite taste but I didn't mind it, I was trying to seduce her after all.
I dropped the cherry stem back into the glass and leaned back while pushing my chest out slightly and smirking as she simply stared at me.
I couldn't read her endless eyes and my heart was beating like a drum in my ears.
She continued to stare at me, a more serious look on her face.
"Sorry I'm late," A voice cut us off and Aino walked up.
Hino stood up at her entry and waited for her wife to sit before she said something in Japanese.
As soon as Aino announced her presence I whipped out my recorder, glad to get their transactions in the language they thought I would never know on tape.
"Just get me whatever Miss Rivers is having," Aino said making me realise Hino had only asked about a drink.
Hino walked back to the bartender and Aino turned to me with a smile.
She was just as beautiful but I noticed she was a little tired. She had a white denim skirt with a simple but very tight t-shirt of black paired with leather boots up to her knees.
"So, are we just discussing the concert? I don't want to sound rude but I'm exhausted."
"Of course! I understand, we can call it off if you like," I offered politely.
"No need," she giggled, doing something I just knew Hino would never do and lazily flopping back to the couch. "I promised the interview. These concerts are just really tiring."
Hino expertly carried three glasses with her hands that I noticed were very well manicured as she placed my drink before me and another before Aino, taking her own immediately to her lips as she sat beside her wife with her back straight.
"Thanks," Aino said – greedily gulping down her drink unlike Hino who took those charming sips.
Then she went back to ranting about the concert, "we did seven hours of rehearsal with the tech crew and lights, and I also went through three days of choreography with my dancers."
"Wait," I paused from taking a sip of my own drink and curiously asked, "You did your own choreography?"
"Yes," Aino said, "it was fun as well."
Wow. This girl was definitely genuine talent.
"And you wouldn't believe the journalists we had to deal with all over the place! One journalist even forged as one of the dancers and tried to chat me up!"
She giggled, and I was trying to get my mind off Hino so I giggled as well.
"How did he get away with that?"
"I have no clue, I realised there was no way he was one of my dancers because he didn't know the routine I had them practice for months. We found my dancer tied to a pole backstage of the hall and had the man arrested. Honestly, some of these people."
She was laughing now and even Hino smiled at that.
I noticed something peculiar about Aino's hair. There was... a red rose in it.
Could it be one of the roses from Hino's bouquet? This was another clue in my opinion about their marriage life... and I also started to feel slightly jealous.
"You know what, Ms. Aino," I declared, "I can tell you're tired and the interview was only meant as a simple after-concert-emotions type, even I myself am quite tired."
Hino was already standing up, leaving her now empty glass on the table next to our other ones.
She gave me a quick bow, "goodnight then."
"Goodnight."
Aino gave us, I swear, a slightly calculating look before smiling, "goodnight. Aren't you meeting your boyfriend here?"
I flushed, remembering Tony who I almost forgot.
"Yes," I said as Hino led the way to the elevators.
"Hmm, no wonder you're tired." Aino was honest to fucking goodness teasing me.
"Mina," Hino rolled her eyes, "you're no better."
Aino blushed. And Hino chuckled as a hand playfully swatted at her arm.
I was so very thankful that I left my recorder on when Aino snapped something to Hino in Japanese that made her cough and stay quiet, leaving her wife a giggling fool.
The elevator doors closed and Hino turned to me, "what floor?"
"Oh," I bit my lips, "the embassy floor." It was the highest floor with five large suites and the one presidential suite.
"Same," Aino yawned.
The elevator went up, they talked some more in Japanese and Hino looked at me funny twice. I tried to concentrate on the soft piano music.
When we reached the floor, the elevator dinged and Hino gave a nod of acknowledgement while Aino waved and I simply smiled at them.
They entered suite four and I went to the door of the first one, knocking and not having to wait long at all until Tony opened the door with a handsome smile.
He greeted me with a wonderful kiss.
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My night had been fantastic, Tony ordered us breakfast in bed and I talked to him a bit about how I found something suspicious about Hino and Aino. He agreed.
And since he had to fly back home and meet his girlfriend for some sort of party back home and I wanted nothing more than to get some more translations on the Japanese those two spoke, we both eagerly got up early and didn't even bother with our usual morning routine.
Three hours later I sat down with some coffee in my office and gingerly held the newest documentation of 'Hino/Aino unleashed' as I liked to call it.
There was Hino asking what Aino wanted to drink, and later in the words which Aino spoke to Hino that made her 'quiet' were as such,
Who was begging to go to bed yesterday?
And that was when I felt my heart twist in more ways than I could count.
I knew there was no turning back because now I knew they were a very tight-nit couple.
I had never dealt with such a tight-nit couple before, and not knowing why I simply vowed to get closer.
And man, did I want Hino!
The rest of their conversation was Hino saying,
Saaya called me. Said you left her a message.
Yeah, I did.
Such a short and stupid conversation, but I remember feeling some tenseness in those two, some lingering bitterness.
Who was this Saaya?