Author's Note: Uhm, sorry for taking so long on writing this chapter. I'll try not to do it again, but I was on vacation two weeks ago, and then I got sort of lazy. Although, the laziness was replaced with creativity, when I heard the song: "My Boo," by Usher. It made me think of this story, and I'm sure you can figure out why. Anyways, my thanks to Smiggers for betaing this chapter. I played around with some descriptive words in this chapter, I'm sure you'll notice. Some of the words were suggested to me, so I gave them a try.
Together Again:
"Her Reaction"
It was a moment of sheer pandemonium. Tension flowed as thick as honey throughout the empty dorm room, as three young women glanced at each other nervously. A veil of silence shrouded the small living space, as auburn eyes met those of olive.
A smirk tugged onto the corners of Shizuma's mouth, as she watched the various emotions revealed in Nagisa's expression and rust colored eyes. 'She still wants me!' Shizuma exclaimed inwardly, feeling a wave of excitement through her veins, whilst a warm sensation flooded through her lower region.
"Nagisa seems to be completely packed," Shizuma commented, as she forced her eyes from the luscious redhead before her. 'Patience,' the platinum woman cautioned to herself inwardly. 'It would be no good to lose the war right before the last battle.'
***
"Eh?" Nagisa asked, finally breaking free of the mental trance in which she had placed herself into. Well, it wasn't exactly a trance, but rather a day dream. Her mind was purely focused onto the curvacious body of the silver beauty before her.
Dressed in a sleek white business suit, Shizuma looked the epitome of sophistication. The cashmere jacket which she wore, was left unbuttoned and decorated with silk embroidery. Beneath the jacket, the platinum beauty wore a silk dress shirt, which was partially buttoned. The bit that was left opened revealed the ample bosom of Shizuma's chest. The form-fitting white cashmere pants covered her long and slender legs, were met by a pair of white heeled shoes.
'She dressed like that on purpose?!' Nagisa fumed mentally. Forcefully tearing her gaze from her former lover, the now matured redhead gazed about her packed dorm, while heaving a sigh. 'It's too early for me to be moody like this,' Nagisa thought, while brushing away a stray strand of russet hair.
***
'Well, there was no explosion,' Nanto Yaya thought dryly, as she glanced towards the angry sapphire gaze of Tamao. 'Not yet at least,' mumbled Yaya ammended, as she gave a shrug towards the former Miator student council president.
"Well," Yaya finally spoke out loud. "When the going gets good, it's time to get going. At least that's how I think the Americans say it... anyways, I have to get. I got a vacation planned."
"Wait for me," Tamao spoke out suddenly. "I would like to see Tsubomi-chan before I am kicked out of the dorms."
"Why?" Yaya asked cautiously, as she started to retreat from the door entrance. She had no intention of waiting for the cerulean haired woman. In fact, all she wanted to do was fly straight to her girlfriend, before said girlfriend found out what she had done. 'Please let me make it to her in time to explain,' Yaya prayed and continued her fast journey down through the hallways of the Strawberry Dorms. Behind her she could hear the fast steps of the recently, former Miator Student Council President.
***
"Are you ready to leave this place?" Shizuma asked after making sure that Tamao and Yaya were out of earshot. She didn't know what kind of response she would get from the redhead, yet she knew that things were definitely looking up from where they were. 'They say that once you hit rock bottom. There is no place to go, except up,' Shizuma thought with irony. 'It's absolutely true.'
'She has gotten better at hiding her feelings,' Shizuma observed, as she watched a brief expression of sadness crossing over the face of her beloved Nagisa. Guilt poured into the former Etoile's heart, as she realized that she must've been the cause of the sadness. 'I am sorry, Nagisa, I never meant to do this to you.'
"No," Nagisa answered truthfully. "I don't think I am ready, but I don't have much of a choice."
"Scared of the real world?" Shizuma inquired with an amused look, as she took a step inside the room, and shut the door behind her. With graceful strides, the platinum beauty soon found herself settling peacefully onto the small bed.
"That, amongst a few other things," Nagisa admitted, yet she didn't go into detail. She felt that there was no need to.
"Oh?" Shizuma asked with a teasing voice. "Is there something Nagisa will miss dearly here? Perhaps a beautiful kohai?"
A derisive snort came from the younger woman, who merely shook her head in response. 'I sort of wish there was,' Nagisa mused to herself, as her face contorted to a look of amusement. 'I wish I could get over you.'
Soft snickering filled the room, drawing the redhead's attention to the silver goddess who sat on her former bed. 'Oh, how I've missed her laughter...'
"I fail to see what is amusing," Nagisa commented then; a coppery brow rising upon her pallid forehead.
"You," The platinum beauty responded honestly. "It is good to see that my little Nagisa is not completely gone. I was afraid she might be, but she is still there. I can still see her, and I can still feel her."
"I think she is," Nagisa said with a tinge of bitterness in her tone. "After all, she had to grow up sometime."
Immediately, Shizuma's laughter was gone and replacing her amused expression was that of a flinch. "It would seem she has grown claws as well."
"So it would seem," The redhead agreed with a slight grin playing onto the edges of her lips. "Ah... I apologize. I suppose the anxiety of this all has gotten to me."
"I doubt that," the silver goddess spoke bluntly, as she rose up from the bed, and stalked towards the younger woman. "I think it is I, who has gotten to you."
Walking with deliberate strides, Shizuma didn't halt her movements until she felt the slender figure of Nagisa's svelte body close against hers. As soon as her slender arms found their way about the redhead's waist, Shizuma drew the redhead in closer, while leaning down slightly to caress her cheek against Nagisa's own cheek. Inhaling deeply through her nose, Shizuma's nostrils became aware of the strong flowery perfume in which the russet haired woman wore. Right next to her ear she could hear Nagisa's soft and startled gasp, which made her body shiver with desire. Oh how many times was it? That she made Nagisa swoon and gasp from pleasure? Memories flooded through the older woman's mind of the moments of passion in which she and Nagisa shared, and each memory sparked a sense of arousal within Shizuma's whole body.
'Breathing isn't really helping,' Shizuma thought to herself, whilst her hands began to caress the length of Nagisa's back with a feather-light caress. 'Control yourself, Shizuma, control. She is not ready just yet.'
Nagisa swallowed thickly and recognized the embrace in which she was powerless against. 'My god she is so good at this,' the redhead soon found herself thinking. The cloaked flesh in which Shizuma had caressed was now tingling. Bolts of pleasure, from the oh so familiar touch, shot through Nagisa's veins, like bolts of lightning. 'God... I've missed this so much, but I can't let her do this to me! I am not her puppet!'
It was with a half-hearted attempt, that Nagisa found herself trying to draw back from the silver-haired goddess. The attempt failed, as Shizuma's arms locked tighter about her. 'She must want something,' Nagisa realized then. 'But what is it?' Another gasp suddenly tore from Nagisa's throat, as she felt Shizuma's hands grip hold onto her posterior.
"Mine," purred the smooth and possessive voice of Shizuma into Nagisa's ear, causing the redhead's arousal to rise, while shivers cascaded down her spine. "All... mine."
A soft growl came from Shizuma's lips, as she realized that she was getting way too far into this. This was not how her plan was suppose to go, yet she couldn't help it. It was Nagisa, and only Nagisa who could bring out the real side of herself. Oh how badly she wanted to tear off the blue pastel dress in which Nagisa wore. She wanted to shred the garment and take Nagisa as her own, yet she knew that if she were to do so, she would probably lose Nagisa forever. Sighing mentally, Shizuma forced herself to continue on with her plan.
"It's true, isn't it?" the silver haired beauty inquired softly. "It is I, who has gotten to you, isn't it Na-gi-sa? Can you honestly deny this?"
A low growl soon came from the redhead and assaulted Shizuma's ears. Slightly surprised, Shizuma then found herself smirking. 'She has turned into quite the spitfire.' Shizuma chuckled to herself, while keeping a firm grasp onto the redhead before her.
"Well, can you, my little Nagisa?" Shizuma pressured, all the while hoping to see more of this side of Nagisa. 'Anymore surprises, my love?'
A mumble finally reached Shizuma's ears; a mumble in which she could not completely understand. The silver haired beauty was able to make out a few curse words, but nothing more. Her smirk soon turned into a large shit-eating grin.
"Tsk, Nagisa should not say such foul words," Shizuma chided softly, while pulling back to look into the face of her most beloved person.
Nagisa's cheeks were flushed with anger, and embarrassment. 'I knew she was up to something!' Nagisa spat inwardly and tried to pull back from the embrace in which Shizuma held her locked in. Her attempts were in vain, as Shizuma's arms clutched tighter about her body. 'Damn her! Why does she even have to grin like that?!'
"Just admit it, my little Nagisa," Shizuma cooed sweetly, as she leaned forward to kiss the tip of Nagisa's nose. "Admit that you still want me."
"Fine!" Nagisa shouted, her cheeks going even redder. "Are you happy now? Can you let go of me?"
"Quite," Shizuma answered, whilst grinning wickedly. "And, no, I'm not going to release you. I know that you are enjoying this as much as I am."
"I am not!" Nagisa falsely denied in a loud tone. "God, why do you have to be so damned arrogant?"
"Because, you like me this way," Shizuma answered calmly, as her eyes began to rake over the generous proportions of Nagisa's form. 'So beautiful... She has grown so much.'
Another growl came from the redhead, as she finally turned her head to look away from the smug figure of her former lover. Mentally, she was fighting a war with herself and was trying to keep a lid on her emotions, but she could not help it. She was frustrated from both sexual desire and minor annoyances. She was angry at herself for falling into one of Shizuma's traps, and even angrier for not being able to control herself. Although, at the same time, she was indeed enjoying the sensation of Shizuma's embrace. 'God, I can't believe I still love her!' Nagisa thought with irritation.
Soon enough the redhead was pulled out of her thoughts, as a knock sounded onto the wooden door of her former dorm. Visibly, she tensed as soon as she heard the sound, and relaxed somewhat, as Shizuma pulled away. 'Thank god,' The redhead then prayed, as she quickly moved away from the former-Etoile to answer the door.
The sight that greeted her, made Nagisa stare forward in puzzlement. Before her stood the cool figure of Miyuki Rokujou. Dressed casually, Miyuki looked quite different than the last time that Nagisa had seen her, but then again, the redhead hadn't seen the older women for over a year. The long blue strands of hair which cropped the older female's face was longer than Nagisa had remembered. The hardened cold mask that was usually worn was now gone and was replaced with a much gentler and serene expression. 'What happened to her?' Nagisa wondered briefly and glanced back towards Shizuma.
"What took you so long?" Shizuma finally spoke, addressing Miyuki with a curious expression. Her olive eyes glanced towards the silent figure of Nagisa, before meeting Miyuki's gaze.
"Good day, Nagisa-chan," the blunette greeted, and then turned towards the taller figure of the platinum haired beauty. "I took the tour. It was quite fun, actually. Perhaps you should do the same."
"Poor Chiyo-chan..." Nagisa whispered to herself and then shook her head. A mental image had gathered within the redhead's mind of the situation and it took a lot to stifle back her giggles. Instead, she politely bowed towards Miyuki. "Forgive me for being rude, but I need to see someone."
"Of course," Miyuki nodded with a slight smile on her lips. "Go ahead, I'll make sure Shizuma stays on her leash."
"What?" Shizuma exclaimed, caught off guard. To be honest, she hadn't anticipated the fact that Nagisa would bail out of the room. 'Running away... that could be a good thing I suppose, but she can't run forever.'
Nagisa snickered as she passed by the blunette and made her way out of the dorm room. As soon as she was able, she took off running, hoping to catch up with someone who would give her some advice. Someone who could take away the stress she was currently feeling.
***
"So, what did you find out?" Miyuki asked, glancing towards the silent figure of her best friend. Before she had knocked onto the door, the blunette had heard quite a bit between the two and was completely shocked at how much the redhead had changed within the years.
"She wants me," Shizuma affirmed, with an arrogant nod. "She still wants me. I'm quite positive that she even loves me. You should've just seen her... She has grown up in so many ways."
"I heard a lot from the hall before I knocked.." Miyuki snickered then. "She's grown quite assertive has she not?"
"Yes," Shizuma agreed. "And so much more. There was a fire in her eyes that I don't think I have ever really seen it before. No I've seen a flicker of it, but not the full flame."
"Be careful, Shizuma." Miyuki suddenly warned, glancing towards her best friend. "Remember this flame is the only way for you to keep warm in the bitter cold. If you are reckless, you will put it out."
"I know," Shizuma spoke in a soft tone, while lifting a slender hand to rub her brow. "And I'm trying... so hard. I don't want to lose her again."
Miyuki nodded, and glanced about the packed belongings of the dorm, "So is she completely packed?"
"I believe so," the platinum beauty answered. "I don't see anything else lying about. Did you bring the helpers with you?"
"I did," Miyuki affirmed and added. "I was just making sure that she was completely packed, before they came and moved her belongings."
"Do it now," Shizuma said glancing down at the bed in which her beloved had once slept in. "The sooner I have her under my roof, the sooner I can show her happiness."
The blunette sighed, and shook her head. Would her friend ever learn not to be so arrogant? Probably not, but she was quite sure that Shizuma would learn soon enough. 'I wonder what it's like for her,' Miyuki suddenly thought. 'Women and men, alike, throw themselves down before her all the time, I wonder what it's like for her to not have the one she wants? I wonder what it's like for her to have to win Nagisa's once again?'
Author's Footnote: Hm... I might need to change the rating eventually, again. Shizuma's actions within this chapter based off both anime, and manga. Anyways I can't promise an instant update after this story, but I can promise you an eventual update. I'm taking my time with this story, and am trying not to rush it. When I rush, I easily screw up things. Anyhow, thanks for the reviews, and enjoy! Please review when finished please!