Author's rant: Sploosh!

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ShEnAnIgAnS

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MAN PRIDE

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He woke up from the streak of light that peeked through his dusty blinders. What the Hell happened? Gakupo struggled to reminisce his long night, but his amethyst eyes snapped wide open as the memories flooded into his mind once he saw long strands of pastel colored hair wrapped around his torso.

T-this is… His eyes traveled to the floor and noticed different articles of clothing were carelessly tossed near the bed. We couldn't have…? ARE THOSE PASTEL COLORED PANTIES?

His sleeping partner didn't budge from her spot during his silent panic. She looks so cute in her sleep… is that what I think it is? The purple haired man felt his cheeks turning red when he caught a glimpse of some sort of white cream that seeped out of the corner of her mouth. That… can't be… Cautiously he took a whiff of the air. I think it smells like it too! He shivered. Not because he was shirtless or the fact that he liked what he was seeing, but he shivered at the thought of her waking up. Hello Kitty…

Luka slightly stirred in her sleep, but continued burying her head into his bare chest with her hands tightly gripping his left hand. He listened to her mumble before she resumed falling back to sleep. WE DID DO IT! OH MY EFFING- Gakupo tried to take his left hand back, but the pink haired woman only tightened her grip. UGH! Bones crushing… also cutting off circulation! He stopped resisting for her to loosen the tension around his already purple hand.

Somewhat fortunately for him, his right hand wasn't near her grasp, but his eyes widened as the he noticed the first thing he felt was something plushy, large, and round…

Hell no… He repressed his groan that only sounded like a stifling whimper out loud. Front or back didn't matter as the purple haired man knew he was far beyond violating her. Gakupo tried to move his hand, but his face continued to burn and spread as plushier flesh came in contact with his large palm. He swore he felt the vibrations of her moan pressed into him. Why me? WHY?

Once Gakupo had his free hand removed out beneath her flat belly, he once again checked his surroundings with his hand on the sheet that covered their bodies. Please still be wearing them! He shut his eyes tight to swiftly pull the sheet from her figure. CRAP! His eyes widened when he peeked what he thought he saw, causing him to let go of the sheet. Once the fabric fell back to her body, he stared with astonishment at the ceiling.

Come and get seconds, Luka-Luka babe! His conscious leered.

Would you stay out of this? The man yelled, exasperated at himself.

The damage was done; at least enjoy it till it lasts! Remember, you banged Megurine Luka!

The purple haired man rubbed his chin, pondering, you're right… opportunities such as these don't come often! I-I did do it! With her head still resting against his chest, his fingers slowly ran through her hair.

Of course you did! Didn't you see that on the corner of her mouth! That's enough proof! His inner self snickered devilishly.

Once again -fortunately- (for him), her hand moved and lingered on his upper thigh. His groin madly twitched and throbbed. She's still horny! The purple haired man shrieked in his head. Come on! Let go already, Luka! You had your fun, now leave me be! SHOO!

Ding! Ding! Round two! Gakupo's hormones swarmed and jumped up in glee, screaming "Sex! Sex! SEX!"

While he was trying to pry her fingers away, he didn't notice her eyes snapped open and were already looking around.

"Where am I?"

The purple haired man stayed still. Shit!

"This isn't my bedroom," her voice became loud and clear.

She's going to kill me! He stiffly laid there while the pink haired woman scrambled around confused, on top of him.

"What the hell am I…" her eyes met his. It's the LOOK! Gakupo couldn't pull away from her mesmerizing stare. "Oh it's you, Gakupoo!" The pink haired woman squealed and glomped on top of him. Ugh, they're heavy, but soft! He stiffly laid there on his back, unresponsive.

"What's wrong?" she looked at him curiously and poked his nose.

Oh right… she's still on morphine. That Kiyoteru! Gakupo played along sheepishly and held her to sit up, "Yes, it's me… did you sleep well, Luka-chan?"

She stretches her arms and yawns out, "Surprisingly well from our night!" Luka smiled cutely. "Didn't you enjoy it?"

"Why don't you tell me what we did last night," Gakupo laughed half heartedly. Hopefully it'll bring back some semi-sweet memories… He felt his nose slightly tingling for a nosebleed at the possible thought of their fun night.

"Well," she tapped her chin. "We were kissing."

"Uh huh."

"And then, it got hot," the pink haired woman squinted her eyes, concentrated on the past. "We took off our shirt."

"Were we touching?" he closed his eyes, visualizing the entire scene.

Luka nodded, "We were, but then…"

"Then?"

"I told you I wanted something warm and sticky… And then you mentioned something about that you have TONS of it if I was very good girl." her voice trailed off. "I remember it tasted really, really GOOD."

Holy crap, we didn't-! Gakupo's entire body quivered from the building anticipation. "Then?" Give it to me! Come on and let it all out! ENCORE! ENCORE! ENCORE!

She slowly said, "So when it was quiet at night, you picked me up and took me into your kitchen…" Funny I imagined it in the shower…

"Then you placed me on the counter," Luka added thoughtfully. "And that's when everything got MESSY. Then…" The way her voice faltered and lowered made him shudder at the wondrous, streamy thoughts in his head.

"Then?" he sighed, secretly snaking his hand around her petit waist.

Luka giggled, "I asked you if you had any cake mix."

Say what? His hand froze near the curve.

"Yeah, we baked a cake!" she laughed. "Of course the batter was getting EVERYWHERE and that homemade vanilla icing was so good." The pink haired woman licked her lips where the leftover cream was. "We should do it again some time. Be right back!" She got off of the terribly confused and distraught purple haired man and scampered to the bathroom.

Once he heard the thud of the bathroom door closing, Gakupo darted his eyes back to the tossed clothes all over his floor. We weren't wearing anything and yet, we didn't do ANYTHING? How does that work out? He ranted in his head. With his skull throbbing with hurt pride, he sulked, Oh we did do something… we baked a cake. But wait at least I still get to see her wearing nothing!

Humming as she returned into the room, the expression on his face was once again crestfallen. She's wearing a towel… maybe if she tripped over her large bra, I can see some more!

"What's with the sad puppy dog face, Gakupoo?" Luka tilted her head cutely. "Aren't we supposed to start the commercial today?"

A light bulb lit up in his head. He quickly answered, "You're right! We should get going with that! Let me call the stylists and photographer to set up! You better hurry and wash up!" Once the ditzy Luka bubbly skipped back into the bathroom, the purple haired man clasped his hands tightly and grinned widely. Opportunity is knocking on the door and I'm going to answer it!

Side note: Sorry for making this chapter so short. Just thought I'd post this before putting SHENANIGANS on hold for my other stories that will be added. Please be patient and please review would be much appreciated for a more pumped-up chapter!

And I know. Gakupo just can't seem to win… or can he?

Congratulations to Sydney Grise for noticing that! ^^ I wish there was a Cantarella version for them :X