A-List to the Heart

Second Stage Part 3

OBEY YOUR Führer!

Disclaimer= No ties to Mai Hime

Warning= Futanari

Italics= Flashback

Living with Shizuru was not easy to say the least it was not the fact that she was a sex goddess that stole my underwear when occasion called. On the other hand, it wasn't the fact that she would sneak in bed and grind on me constantly. It was definitely not the fact that she masturbates loudly at strange times of night while she calls my name so I could hear. Out of everything, it was the simple fact that she was under some kind of fantasy that we are married. Dismissing the maids so they could only clean once a week we modeled ourselves as if we had been married or at least living together for a long time. Apart of this bothered me but another part of this wanted this to be a reality, but I knew this was the second stage for her and me.

I always questioned myself for my own stupidity the first question was why am I pending my surgery? I knew there was nothing to hold me back financially as well as physically, but I knew it was the fact of Shizuru and her words and the weight they carried. I knew that she must have affected me greatly for me to think, something about her reminded me of my father and my mother. Although I knew that Shizuru didn't know about it in between my legs I always imagined that she knew and her words of wisdom would keep me together.

As I was putting the chicken in the oven, my second question came. Why did I even live with Shizuru? If I were to keep my secret, I wasn't doing a good job at it by living with her and there is going to be a time when she's going to figure it out. I knew the answer to that as well I knew that I wanted to do was stay close by Shizuru. After all those months and Shizuru telling me to come with her, I did so without any second thought. Everything seemed so organic and fresh it was something I wanted with Nao but could never have.

Just as I casted, away my thought of Nao I Shizuru walked in with a grim look on her face. Walking up towards her, I looked as she gathered up the pile of clean clothes that rested on the couch stuffing them into a nearby coat closet.

"I have to get this place clean he's coming," muttered Shizuru. Looking at Shizuru I smiled whoever was coming I loved it I had been trying to get Shizuru to get her clothes from off the couch for the past three days.

"Who's coming and do I need to leave?" Watching her with a pile of her clothes in her hand she looked towards me scared with a fear that I never knew she had.

"If you do leave I'm leaving with you and it's my father he's coming."

"So what you're dads coming? No big deal."

"You must don't know my dad he's crazy. I swear it's like ever since mom left he always has to know where I'm going or who I'm screwing as well he's always yelling at me."

"I like your father already besides I thought you found anger of others entertaining?"

"Yes I do but not when you're involved."

"Huh…what the hell do I have to do with this?"

"I guess my father knows that we have been living together for the last six months as well as other things. I swear he knows everything it's creepy." Looking at Shizuru, she wrapped her arms around herself as she looked out the kitchen window. Smiling I thought the whole scene was comical to say the least the big bad Shizuru was scared. I knew if my father were alive I would be just as scared as Shizuru as well, but I found all of this funny.

"What time is he coming?"

"He's coming at six that's two hours away we are all going to die," spoke Shizuru putting her hands on her head. Shaking my head, I found out that I could work well under pressure. I knew that Shizuru could too but when it came to her father I found out she was as lost as a blind person behind the wheel of a car. Kissing the tawny-haired woman so she could shut up I broke apart as her mouth reminded shut looking straight into my eyes with every intention of listening.

"Now I want you to go upstairs run a bath for yourself while I clean up down here and finish dinner. We aren't going to die today not under my watch," I joked.

Glancing at her, the tawny-haired music heiress did as she was told once she was out of sight; I set my hand on my hip as well as my hand on my forehead pushing my bangs up. From the last three nights, Shizuru's antics have more than totaled the house as well as her friends I knew because I wasn't there to stop her. You would think with Reito and Tate being gay they would clean up. With our schedules being like night and day, it was hard to get to the house to do some much-needed work letting Shizuru think this was a frat house. Starting with the closet that was full of Shizuru's clothes, I started to fold with the clock still in my mind as well as the rest of dinner.

Walking in I could clearly see where Shizuru's hair color came from as well as height. The mountain of a man looked towards me with one of the grimiest looks that he could give. To me he reminded me of a pit bull not wanting share his bone with anyone, not trying to show any fear I walked up towards Shizuru and the older man.

He was dressed in a black suit with white dress shirt under with a purple tie loosened ever so slightly. Setting his suitcase down his blonde hair combed back ever so perfectly matching his clean cut look.

"Father this is Natsuki Kuga out new producer/songwriter."

"Natsuki this is my father owner of Amethyst Inc. Katsuke Fujino."

"I'm sure she knows who I am I mean I am the one signing her checks after all," smirked the older man arrogantly. With my left eye holding back a twitch, I knew where Shizuru's cockiness came from. I guess Shizuru's mother left more than one damaged person in her absence I knew by looking at the man he was damaged goods.

"Well sorry to say I don't look at the name on my checks before I just cash them," shot back with a smile. Shizuru looked nervously as she was anticipating this to be long night and so was I.

"Who's up for chicken dad, Natsuki?"

"I hate chicken…"

"To bad that's all we got," shot back as fast as he could insult the dish. Shizuru smiled nervously as she went into eh kitchen not breaking our eye contact from each other we glared tonight was going to be a long night for all of us.

Ok that's where I'm going to end it but please folks take this in a comical light. Don't worry it gets a tad bit funnier before we sprinkle the drama in you know sun shine before the storm you know. I also think that I may have found someone well I don't know hopefully she's the one if not I'm taking more request ladies ask yourself do you really want your Führer to be alone for the rest of her life.

Guest #1

I took shots, but now I'm healthy and I want to eat a lot now and I'm going to Taco Bell. As for Natsuki having a penis well I mean she's going to have to learn that lesson eventually.

Guest #2

Well I have other guests coming in Nao is irrelevant I tend to make my situations seem more organic with my writing. That we have a good guy bad guy thing it makes the story to predictable I don't want a predictable story. I want something that no one can predict and Nao is a liability for you reviewers predicting the story.

Guest #3

I'll try to watch out for that as well as my sentence construction, but it sucks when Word can't teach you what you're doing wrong only tell you.

Wolfie21

I'm sorry you had a bad day well maybe one day I can write a lemon and it will make your day one day.