Samu-sa no naka, kasai furea kanojo no kokoro chapter three
L.T: Greetings once again to this garden of love. I hope you have had a pleasant journey so far. Now, in the previous chapter, Mizore and her crush, unwilling harem-lord Tsukune, were sitting next to each other on the bus to the human world, to go and see a scary movie, and I have some rather unpleasant ideas for it. A quick question;
What is the thing that Mizore is most deathly afraid of?
FIRE.
So, after careful consideration, the movie will involve much of this painful topic. Let's see just how far I can push this...
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Tsukune was still holding my hand as we left the bus, standing together in the warm sun. Tsukune seemed very at ease, now that he was back amongst his own kind, and gently led me towards a coffee-shop that he proclaimed was 'the best Japan has to offer'. Sensing my hesitation, he smiled at me and said, "don't' worry, Mi-chan. They sell iced coffee here, so you won't suffer for it." Reassured by this handsome young man, I ran forward, took his hand again, and we stepped into the cool, brightly lit shop. "One Aisukōhī, and...One latte, please," Tsukune asked, and the drinks were prepared in mere minutes, while we sat at a small table in the back of the shop. Our drinks arrived, and the server disappeared, leaving us alone. Tsukune drank his latte slowly, sipping quietly, studying me, as if I were a painting he had a desire to buy. "I really like your clothes," he said finally, "they suit you perfectly. Although, I'm glad you didn't wear make-up."
Astonished at his perceptiveness, I blushed pale crimson, and he chuckled, whispering, "heh-heh, Mi-chaaaan, how adorable you look with a blush on your face," and I coloured more, if that was even possible. He closed his eyes, sighed heavily, and stretched, his shirt pulling up to reveal his flat, toned stomach, and I nearly drooled. "y'know, it's nice to just...get away from everything, and spend some time with you, Mizore. I mean, you never really get much time with me because of those pushier girls, and I really like hanging out with you. You're cute, funny, you have a great smile and beautiful eyes, and you can sing like a goddess."
Gasping for air at what Tsukune was saying, I grabbed my paper cup, and gulped down a mouthful, and then paused. Swishing the ice-cold drink around my mouth, I delighted in its taste, its texture and fragrance. Swallowing, I felt a rush of warmth swoop down and settle in my stomach, filling me with a buzzing, soothing sweetness that made me squeak. Turning to Tsukune, I gushed, "You were right! This is the best coffee I've EVER tasted! How in the name of the Gods do they make it?!" laughing at my expression, Tsukune nearly fell of his chair. Forgetting my own temporary crazy, I lunged forward, and crashed into him, knocking him out of his seat, straight onto the floor, with me clinging to him, yelling all the way. CRASH!
With an impact that knocked the air from my lungs, I turned my head and my lips connected with... something...soft... opening my eyes, I looked straight into Tsukune's. I was sitting on him, and kissing him! With an eep! Of surprise, I sat back and moaned slightly. In my shock, I had shafted myself upon his frozen heavens. Blushing furiously, I shot up and started bowing and apologising and high speed. As he stood, Tsukune just smiled and replied, 2It's fine. I mean, what girl DOESN'T want a piece of me? Besides, I'd have probably done that myself at some point. So, was it your fist kiss?" I nodded, and added, "And I'm glad that I gave it to you, Tsukune." He looked at me solemnly, and murmured, "It was my first kiss as well." I stood there, shocked. I'd kissed Tsukune, and it was his first! I, the most unnoticed girl in Yokai Academy, had taken his first kiss!
With a small smile, Tsukune grabbed my hand, and led me from the shop, and we headed for the cinema. Our showing was scheduled to start in the next half-hour.
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When we arrived at the pictures, I headed to buy the tickets, but Tsukune stopped me, saying, "Nuh-uh, Mi-chan. This is my treat." Startled, I was about to protest, but Tsukune asked me if I could get some snacks. Nodding, I queued up to buy sodas, popcorn, and a large bag of mixed sweets, then joined him at the entrance to Screen Four, showing 'Vanished', the film I'd asked to see. As we took our seats, the last of the adverts rolled, and the lights dimmed, making it almost impossible to see anything but Tsukune, and the film. In the first scene, a newspaper flashed up a report of two missing kids. The police had heard screams coming from an old, abandoned mansion at the end of the village high street, but, by the time they'd reached to room the screams had been heard from, there were nothing but two piles of grey dust, and an eerie silence. Less than a week later, another six children, between the ages of nine and fifteen, went missing. All were gone by morning, the disappearances only happened at night, and many reports of flaring, blue-green light, sickly and disturbing, sighted at various windows in the ruined manor, but when the cops investigated, nothing but more piles of dust were discovered.
By the halfway point, another twelve kids, both male and female, as well as six police officers, had been turned into ash. Finally, the monsters that were doing this, the things I saw, were as my worst nightmares brought to life. Six-foot tall walking lava-men, with fire spurting from the cracks in their rocky hides, roaring like the flames of the Underworld, they surged forward, and ...I...SCREAMED.
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Clinging on to Tsukune, I howled in fear. I am terrified of fire. Yuki-onna are creatures of the snow and ice, and fire is our greatest foe. Unable to run, unable to fight, all I could do was hold onto the boy next to me, and cry. Rubbing my back, Tsukune looked for the nearest exit, scooped me up, and carried me out into the bright sun, and my fears receded with every second he held me. Sniffling, I let go, and gasped in horror at what I'd done. Tsukune's shirt was coated in snot and tears, and his shoulder had spots of crimson blood leaking from it. My nails...I looked down, and froze. I'd used the moisture in the air to create longer fingernails, and then I'd dug them into Tsukune's right shoulder.
Peeling off his shirt, Tsukune twisted round, trying to see the damage, and I caught a glimpse of his injuries. Four long, deep, bloody gouges ran vertically up his right shoulder, and they were haemorrhaging blood at an alarming rate. Tsukune saw my look of regret and shame, and spoke quietly. "Is it that bad then?" I nodded, shamefaced. Tsukune shrugged, and then winced. Another twinge of guilt shot through my heart like an arrow. I'd done this, and it was up to me to undo it. "U-um... I can try and heal you, a-at least a little..." I tailed off. Tsukune smiled, nodded, and said, "Please, go ahead. What do you need me to do?" I stood, walked behind him, and ran my pale pink tongue up the first claw-mark I'd left, and it started to close, but not enough to stop the bleeding.
I licked again, and then a third time, and it finally stopped leaking. I turned my attention to the next one in line, and Tsukune shuddered as my cold tongue slid gently up his shoulder. It took twenty minutes, but I had finally removed all traces of scarring from his back. Tsukune stretched, then turned and kissed me, full on the lips. I froze, and relaxed into the kiss. Our tongues gently embraced, his warm mouth fastened to my icy cold one, and I had never felt so alive. As our mouths melded together, Tsukune's hand crept up my side, his other hand folded around my back, and he liberated my senses with his mouth, slipping his tongue in, and caressing every millimetre of my lips , and, finally, I grabbed his hand.
He broke the kiss, and, a raging blush ripping across my cheeks, I lowered his hand to my chest, placing it on my left breast. His face alight with crimson, he gently kneaded my breast, and I couldn't hold back a moan. Tsukune kept massaging me, and it was the single most incredible thing I'd ever felt. I'd touched my own breasts, and Yutaka had often groped me, but this was so much better.
"Aaah-haah," I moaned, and my right hand slid into my pants, and i started to stroke my lower lips. Tsukune froze, and the feeling died away, leaving me with a red face, my hand down my shorts, and an embarrassed Tsukune in front of me, hand still clamped to my breast. 'Oh, noooo!' I groaned mentally. I was soo looking like a slut now, and I had no-one to blame but myself.
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