Ok guys, this one's rated M.

Don't say I didn't warn ya.

Chapter 18

The sky was clear and the sun shone bright. Hitomi lifted her hand to shield her eyes from it, squinting them as well as she kept looking for what she was searching for. Her breath went calm and even.

Then she spotted something in the air out of the corner of her right eye and, with a short look to confirm it, dashed forward. She took another look, calculating its trajectory roughly and adjusted her running speed.

A little closer... a little closer... she repeated in her mind like a silent mantra as she ran until she was in the exact position she wanted, hoping that she wouldn't screw up. She couldn't afford to.

NOW! Her mind shouted, making her turn around sharply, jumping while doing so and she let out the breath she didn't know she was holding as the ball connected with her chest before tumbling to the floor before her. "Gotcha!"

Without missing a beat she turned and kicked the ball, advancing towards the opponents' goal. She dexterously dodged an attempt to have the ball stolen from her by one of the other team's players, outmaneuvering her by kicking the ball through in between her legs then dodged past her with a little trick she learned from Karate. She continued onward.

As she approached the goal the keeper focused directly on her and their eyes met, Hitomi narrowing hers as she closed in for the kill. Just as she was about to kick it directly towards the goal the Karateka smirked and kicked it to the side, passing it to her teammate who had gone unnoticed by the keeper.

The girl, surprised as she was, tried to prevent the goal, but it was futile and not a second after her teammate had gotten the ball she kicked it straight into the goal, scoring them a point and, by the sound of the whistle, a victory.

Her lips split into a grin, raising her arms into the air and letting out a "Woohoo!" as she jogged over to her teammate and high fived her with both hands.

The keeper made her way over to them and clasped each of them on the shoulder. "Good work."

The match had been a simple training one between the regular and the reserve players of the team to make sure everyone would get more practical training. Hitomi, who had only joined the team a few days ago, was part of the latter group for now, but maybe this would make the trainer put her on the field in one of the real matches.

"All right, great work everyone!" the trainer, a woman in her forties with a small streak of gray in her otherwise brown hair, shouted across the field as the team walked towards her, everyone chatting amongst each other. The woman checked her wristwatch then nodded at them. "That's it for today ladies, time to finish up. Hitomi you're up with Mareike. Everyone else we'll see each other on Tuesday."

A petite looking blonde walked over to Hitomi and gave her a small smile. They walked over the field, gathering up all the balls they had used during the training, putting them into a ball trolley.

"So is it true what they say about you?" Mareike asked as she leaned against the trolley while Hitomi put the last ball into it.

"What do they say about me?" Hitomi asked, suddenly thinking back on what she had realized on her flight back to Germany about a week ago, and her heart sped up at the thought even though it was totally unfounded since no one could know about it.

"That you're a Karate black belt and that you participated in a tournament that was broadcasted around the globe."

"Oh. Yeah that's true." Hitomi replied casually, giving the trolley a little push, causing Mareike to stand back and walking by her side as they made their way to the storage room.

"That's awesome!" she exclaimed. "So can you like, break bricks with your head and stuff? How many guys did you beat up already?"

Hitomi opened her mouth to reply but she didn't get a chance as the blonde continued. "Can you teach me some moves? You know, wax on wax off. You'd be Mr. Miyagi and I'd be Daniel-san!"

"Sorry." Hitomi said, trying to let her down easy. "I'm not really good at the teaching thing yet, but if you want to learn something I can give you the address of my father's dojo."

She watched as the blonde's eyes practically bulged out of her head. "Your father has his own dojo?"

"Yeah." Hitomi chuckled. "Yeah he has. I'm part-timing there, so if you want me to hook you up just say so."

"Heck yeah!"

After putting everything into the storage and returning the keys to the trainer the two made their way to the changing room where only a few were remaining, most of the others having already showered, changed and left.

"So did you meet some cool martial artists at that tournament?" Mareike asked excitingly, pulling off her sweaty clothes and simply putting them in her sport bag, her bag turned to Hitomi who unconsciously looked her over before shaking her head and undressing herself.

"Y-yeah."he replied a bit shaken by what she just did. "Though not all of them did actually participate. Believe it or not there was this one worker that helped set the whole Arena up that was a real pro at Tae Kwon Do. Even managed to win against one of the contestants."

Rig sure had done a number on Jann Lee, physically as well as on his pride, which was probably the reason why he wasn't there when he was declared champion, leaving the 1st place price money in the hands of DOATEC.

"Cool!"

The two stepped into the shower room, where a few other girls were still washing themselves, chatting all the while. Hitomi kept her gaze down, walking to a free one and turning the faucet on. She let out a content sigh as the hot water hit her skin.

Washing herself she tried not to look at the others vehemently, but after a few moments she bit her lower lip and dared to look at them, watching the water moistening their skin as they ran their hands over every curve of their body.

The Karateka swallowed and felt a tingling sensation inside her lower body.

What the hell are you doing?! She screamed inside her mind turning her gaze away and returned to washing herself. She didn't need long to finish, doing it in what had to be record time, and dried herself quickly, saying a quick goodbye to Mareike before changing back into her street clothes and leaving, heading to where she had left her bike, then rode back home.

Back in her apartment building she ran into Viktor, who seemed to have just returned himself, checking the mail box.

"Well if it isn't my favorite girl in the whole world." he greeted her closing his mail box and smiled at her. "How's our female Beckenbauer-to-be?"

"Hi, I'm good."

"Any news from Leifang?" he asked her curiously. After having told him a bit about her vacation he was all ears when it came to something involving her friend, saying something about Leifang maybe knowing a nice Chinese girl who'd like to date a German student of Arts.

"She'll be coming over in a week or so. She's gonna tell me tomorrow when exactly." she told him and faked a yawn. She wasn't particularly keen on talking about her friend right now, being as confused as she was right now. "Sorry, but I just wanna head up and lie down a little bit."

"Ah don't worry. I actually want to get a little shut eye myself. But jeez, I'd like to have the time and dosh to jet-set around the globe at my leisure too. Oh well, see ya." he waved her off.

Hitomi walked up the stairs and entered her apartment, pulled off her shoes and threw her sports bag into the bathroom, making a mental note about doing the laundry later, then entered her bedroom.

Maybe she should try to get a nap for real.

The German stripped down to her undies and entered her bed, closing her eyes as her head hit the pillow and keeping them shut for thirty minutes straight, trying to get some sleep.

She didn't succeed and the tingling inside her didn't help.

She turned a little, laying onto her back and stared at the ceiling.

What the hell is wrong with me? She wondered, her thoughts wandering back to the plane after realizing that she had wanted nothing more than to capture her friend's lips with her own.

It wasn't right. She shouldn't think about her friend that way, or any girl period. Hitomi wasn't one to discriminate people that were attracted to their own sex, her father had taught her that early on in her life, but to think that she herself might be one of them... Ever since that revelation she had found herself looking at girls more often, checking them out.

Was she a lesbian?

No that couldn't be it, she was still attracted to men or else she wouldn't have flirted with Eliot back at the circus and if he wasn't crushing so hopelessly on Christie she wouldn't have minded for him to swoop her of her feet.

Thinking about that it would probably have been her doing the swooping.

She shook her head. Maybe it's just because I haven't been in a relationship for a while.

That could be it. Her last real relationship had been back in High school, that was before she found Hayate in the Black Forest, and that one ended amicably. And since her crush on Hayate had been futile she had been alone for quite a while now.

And since Leifang and her were so close it could be her body telling her that it was starved for affection of a different kind.

Swallowing hard Hitomi grabbed her sheets, pushing them to the side, already cursing herself for what she was about to do, for not being able to control her urges. She suddenly felt like a horny teenager again...

Slowly Hitomi ran one of her hands across her stomach, caressing it, breathing evenly. Thoughts of the shower entered her mind even though she wanted to banish them. How the water clung to the bodies of the girls, flowing down from their shoulders, across their chest and stomach until it ran down their legs.

The tingling in her lower body became more intense and she felt her body growing warmer as she guided her hand up, slipping it under her bra and touching one of her breasts, carefully brushing a nail against her nipple.

She took a deep breath as the sensation spread through her body and her nipple stiffened from the simple touch alone. In her mind she singled out a girl amongst the group, watching her caress her body, touching her breasts and dipping her hand in between her legs.

The Karateka pinched her nipple, groaning and biting her lip as she guided her other hand downward, then twisted her nipple slowly.

In her mind she looked the girl up and down, taking in every little detail, the shapely form of her legs, hips and breasts, and a small voice in the back of her mind was already comparing it with a certain someone.

She pulled her left hand from under her bra, only to push the piece of cloth up to expose her ample bosom, the cool air in the room mixing with the heat from her body and she guided her right hand to her panties, pushing it inside. Passing soft curls it found what it was looking for.

A moan escaped her as she started caressing her most hidden area, thrusting slowly with her hips to make the sensation even more pleasurable and grabbed one of her breasts with her left hand, massaging it.

She stood close to the other girl now, touching her, running her hands all over her body, caressing her breasts, brushing her fingers across already hard nipples, slipping a hand down to the other's sex.

Hitomi ground her teeth together, her thrusting intensifying with every second and her left hand alternating between her breasts, giving each its due attention, imagining that it was the other girl that was touching her; caressing her. Loving her.

And then the girl turned around, revealing Leifang, circling her arms around her neck, pressing their bodies together and crushing her lips to the Karateka's.

Hitomi tensed, feeling like all the blood in her body was flowing between her legs, just before the orgasm hit her full force, filling her whole body with euphoria, causing her to moan out as she arched her back curling her toes into the sheets.

After a few more seconds it was over, leaving her laying on her bed drenched in sweat and breathing heavily. She pulled her hand from between her legs and looked at it, her eyes moist from the sensation.

"Oh god." she breathed out, shutting her eyes.

There was no denying it; she was attracted to her best friend.

The only question was: what would she do about it?

Time to up the amount of fanservice in this one, and how to better to it than to make a slightly raunchy chapter.
Well hopefully you'll like what I've got in store for the future.

Until next week then.