Chapter 6
Hitomi was sitting in the university's library, hunched over a couple of books and her essay lain down in front of them. A sigh escaped her lips as she checked if she had everything right.
The pencil in her right hand tapped against the side of one of the books in rhythm to the music she was listening through her iPod. Music always helped her stay focused, and with this heavy load of work she could use all the helped she could get.
Her last essay had been a near catastrophe, what with the short notice and all, but she managed to salvage at least enough to get a decent mark on it.
At least this one here left her a bit more time and she was rather confident that she could do it in time. But for the moment she was simply stuck.
The brunette leaned back in her chair, taking off her reading glasses and rubbed her eyes with the lower part of her palms, stifling a yawn. She had been in here for a few hours now. She didn't have any lectures and wasn't needed at the dojo today so it was the perfect time to hog the library.
What a way to waste a free Friday. But not only had she the essay to hand in but she also had to prepare for the semester finals that were approaching. Luckily after that she would have nearly three months till the next semester to do whatever.
She closed one of the books, put her glasses on top of it and took a look at the watch. 14:12.
Maybe I should head home? She turned off the music, put the iPod into her bag and gathered her things, as well as the book, together.
Returning the book she left the library and made her way through the halls towards the exit. On her way out she ran into Viktor, who was in a hurry so they only exchanged greetings.
Outside she walked across the campus, watching several students walk, talk and hurry along to whatever they had to do. As she walked she passed the sitting statue of Aristotle, where a few people sat and ate their self-made lunches.
A low rumble made the young Karateka wince and rub her belly. It had been quite a while since she last ate anything.
As she debated if she should cook something or just make herself a sandwich and help herself to that nice slice of Sachertorte still in her fridge once she arrived back home, thunder crashed above her and only now did she notice that the clear sky from this morning was full of grey clouds now. She cursed inwardly for not having brought her bike today.
Dammit! The weather forecast said it wouldn't rain today! She sprinted across the yard, trying to get under cover in vain as only a moment later rain started to pour down, soaking her in mere seconds.
Letting out a defeated sigh she was glad her bag was waterproof and just headed towards the campus entrance. Now that she was wet anyway she might as well head back home.
At least she had the fortune of catching the next bus so she wouldn't have to walk all the way.
She bought a ticket from the bus driver and sat down in one of the rear seats, leaning her head against the window. She noticed how tired she actually was and decided to rest her eyes a little bit.
Hitomi must have dozed off, because by the time she opened her eyes again she was about to miss her stop. Hurriedly she got out of her seat and left the bus just as the driver was about to close the doors again.
Luckily for her the rain wasn't as intense as before, not that it mattered much, but it was a little consolation. The brunette headed to her apartment.
Back inside the first thing she did was kicking her boots and throwing her bag to the side. First thing on her list for the now starting weekend: a nice hot shower.
She threw her wet clothes into her laundry and showered longer than usual, allowing herself the luxury to relax. As she washed herself she looked down grimacing, taking note of a certain little detail.
She debated if she should just take care of it now while she was in here but decided against it in a bout of lazyness.
Note to self: remember to shave. She wrote down mentally.
After having finished her shower she dressed into a comfortable pair of sweatpants and simple green t-shirt and walked into her bedroom, stifling another yawn.
"I think a nap would be a good idea..." she muttered to herself and laid down onto the bed, on top of the covers.
By the time she awoke from her nap the sun was already setting.
"Shit. I-" Hitomi was interrupted by a yawn. "I slept the whole day away"
Stretching herself to loosen the kinks in her muscles she got up from the bed and went into the kitchen to make herself something to eat. As she was about to open her fridge she spotted the overflowing trash can. Maybe she should take care of that first.
The brunette took out the trash bag, put on her simple pair of runners and left her apartment.
"Yo, Hit-girl" she was greeted by Viktor who just came up the stairs.
"Hi" Hitomi looked at her friend, who had an amused look on his face. "What's so funny?"
Viktor was smiling most of the time like something was a joke that only he got, like every time he called her by her nickname. But Hitomi knew him well enough to know that the sparkle in his eyes meant he found something especially amusing.
"You gotta hear that one, in front of the house there is this really hot chick, and I mean REALLY hot, but she can't speak German and is asking people that go in and out in English" he snorted in amusement, holding back his laughter. "Too bad not a single one in this building can speak a lick of English"
"You can" She pointed her left index finger at him.
"Yeah but where would be the fun in that? You can speak english too by the way"
"What did she want to know anyway?"
"I...didn't really catch that. I was kind of distracted by her assets"
The Karateka rolled her eyes. Typical. "I guess I'll have to ask her then"
"Sure sure" he took out his keys and unlocked the door to his apartment. "I usually don't like those Chinese ladies but this one had a nice set of legs, and those heels. Why can't you wear some of those? Would be an improvement over that ugly track jacket you have, jeez"
Before Hitomi could respond he had closed the door behind himself.
Chinese, nice pair of legs and high-heels? Nah it can't be she thought, but she noticed how her steps got quicker as she descended the stairs.
And right outside the young girl saw her. Leifang looking quite lost while alternating between looking down the street and looking at the door bell nameplates. Two traveling cases were standing at each side of her and an umbrella slung over her shoulder.
Hitomi opened the door of the building.
"Leifang!" she called. The Chinese pried her gaze from the nameplates at the sound of her voice.
"Hitomi!" her friend captured her in a tight hug, which she could only return with her left arm, the other still holding the trash bag. After letting go of each other Leifang punched her in the shoulder, looking angrily at her and puffing up her cheeks.
"Do you know how long I was standing out here?" she asked in japanese. Since both of them were fluent in the language they always used it when speaking to one another.
"Why didn't you tell me that you were coming? I could've come for you at the airport" Leifang started to look embarrassed.
"I wanted it to be a surprise" Hitomi crossed her eyes and groaned internally, shaking her head. Leave it to her friend to pull off something like this.
"Well you succeeded. Just let me put the trash away and we can go inside"
Putting it in the container she led her friend up to her apartment, helping her carry up the cases.
"Make yourself at home" she told her friend, putting the shoes and cases into the corner. Leifang walked around the living room, her hands folded behind her, looking around interestingly. Hitomi felt a bit nervous, she had a few visitors since she moved into her apartment but with Leifang it was somehow different. It probably had to do with her friend being rather rich.
Her fears were unfounded as Leifang turned towards her and smiled. "It's a lovely place you got here"
Mentally sighing in relief she told her friend that she could sit down if she'd like. It seemed her friend didn't need to be told twice.
"Ah, my feet are killing me. I was walking around town nearly the whole day!"
Hitomi sat down next to her friend and cocked her head to the side. "I know I did give you my address once, why didn't you just take a cab?"
A small grin split across Leifang's face and she bumped her knuckles cutely against her head. "I thought I could find the place on my own. Guess I was wrong this once"
The Chinese pulled one of her legs up, touching one of her feet delicately and started massaging it with only medium success.
"You're doing it wrong. Here, lie down and put them on my knees" Leifang did as she was told and Hitomi took one of her feet and massaged it gently.
"So tell me, what was the problem downstairs? Aside from the language barrier of course"
"Ah that feels goooood!" Leifang sighed out. "Well I didn't know your last name and when I tried asking the few people that came along they didn't understand me"
Hitomi stopped and looked at her friend for a moment. "Shit! That's true; I don't know your last name either!"
Both of them looked at each other, before bursting into laughter. It was silly how they never got around to introducing themselves properly. They just simply fell into first name basis when they met each other.
"My name is Gāo. Gāo Leifang" The Chinese wiped away the tears of mirth from her left eye and extended her hand to her friend. Hitomi smiled at her, letting go of her foot with her right hand and shook her friend's.
"Hitomi Buchfink. Nice to meet ya!"
Hitomi resumed her massage, moving both of her thumbs to massage the upper third of her sole. She started off with the tips of her thumbs, but switched to using the whole of her thumbs eliciting a gasp from her friend. Looking at her Hitomi noted that the other girl had closed her eyes.
"Where did you learn that?" Leifang asked the brunette.
"That's for me to know and you to never find out" Leifang opened one of her eyes lazily so Hitomi gave her a small wink and a grin. The Chinese just closed her eyes.
"So what brings you here?" she asked her friend.
"I thought it was high time I would pay you a visit. We're friends after all and we've never been to each other's place"
"So you just up and went to the next airport and flew over?" Hitomi shook her head. "I'm somehow not surprised"
When her friend was relaxed enough she moved her thumbs down to the middle of her sole, massaging it with the ends of them. Her friend was biting her lower lip and Hitomi felt herself getting warm. Was it getter hotter in here? Licking her lips, which she just noticed had dried up a bit, she pressed down a bit harder.
"Yes, that's the spot!" The Chinese gasped out. Hitomi continued this for a few minutes before switching to the other foot and doing the same procedure. This she continued until she heard the purring that came from her friend.
Letting go she got up from the sofa. "I'll be back in a minute"
She returned with a small basin filled with water, which she placed on the floor in front of her friend. "Put your feet in there until the water gets cold and you should be good to go again"
Her friend did as told and she gave her a thankful smile. The German sat down beside her. "Where are you staying by the way?"
"I planned on staying in a hotel nearby but they didn't have any rooms free and I didn't make any reservations"
"Then it's set. You can sleep here" She patted her sofa. "It's retractable so you can sleep on it no problem"
"Wow those things exist?" Leifang asked in disbelief. Hitomi gave her a look until it was clear that she wasn't joking.
"Oh you really didn't know?"
"Nope" Being rich came with a few drawbacks it seemed.
A comfortable silence grew between them and Hitomi was about to turn on her TV when her stomach called for attention again. "Hehe, I'm starving right now. How about I make us something real quick?"
"That would be awesome"
The brunette headed into the kitchen, she was too hungry to cook something now so she just went and made them a few sandwiches and took the last slice of Sachertorte out of the fridge, opting to share it with her friend, though she had to convince her to try the calorie bomb.
They spend the rest of the day chatting and watching TV and when it was time for them to retire Hitomi showed her friend how to retract the sofa, before bidding each other good night.
Guess Hitomi got a family name now too, but that one I actually got form the game. Just look at her football jersey in Dead or Alive 5, she's got Buchfink written on her back.
And fun fact: that name is actually pretty common in south Germany.
Oh yeah, just to keep you guys informed, if this story goes how I want it then I'm currently at 26 Chapters in planning, but that can always become more.
See you next week! :)