Little Angel Ch. 19
Wow, so another long overdue update. I can't believe this month would make it a year old, I believe? Time flies. Maybe I should go for another if I can remember to update quicker XD Sadly, I still don't own Strawberry Panic!, or there would be another season under way xD And dubs... lots of dubs xD
So, Amane's job at the stables is starting, and not so well off. Hikari's trying to look for work herself, but is nervous about it given the experiences she has. Plus… the fear of Jack. Will he come back?
R&R Por favor!
"Hey, I said I was SORRY! Jesus Star Bright, I've been busy!"
Amane wrestled to keep her fiery horse down, finally being groomed the way his snooty, pampered horse-ass liked. "Y'know, every one thinks you're some majestic steed, but really you're like a little pony still."
Star Bright waved his mane and huffed, like he was too good to be insulted. Despite herself, Amane had to laugh. She knew it was partly his personality that made him so likeable. It was his attitude when he missed her that was a bit unappealing.
"I'm sorry, old friend. You can tell things have been crazy though, can't you?" Amane spoke disheartened to her stallion, who seemed to nod in response. She loved that understanding between them, and got an idea. "Y'know... If you wanna help, Hikari really seems to like you."
Putting a name to a face instantly, Star Bright was up on his hind quarters again in excitement.
"Easy boy! After work, I'll get her out here. And don't get stupid now, I'm riding too."
He whined again, but nuzzled her owner's head.
It was good to know you were loved.
Hikari sat idly in the manager's office while we went to get water from his kitchen. If she didn't know better, she'd believe the last tortuous hours of him talking incessantly were an attempt to flirt with the young girl.
Icky... He's... No way. Stop being stupid. Still though, I wish he'd stop touching me so much. The continuous hand-on-shoulder-pats and holding-arm-like-it'll-fall-off was getting kinda weird. I wonder how long until Amane gets off...
"How old are you, Hikari?"
Something told her to lie. "Eighteen, just... Short."
"Ahh, okay. Y'know, it worried me, I thought Amane was carrying around some minor. That'd be some nasty shit for her career, ya know?"
He winked- again- but it gave Hikari a sinking feeling. Yeah, a year or two wasn't terrible... But for someone like Amane, it was grounds for a scandal. God... One more thing... Amane puts up with so much already. I can't imagine... How much resolve she must have. I'm not worth it.
She sighed, barely audibly and looked out the window as Shouta took another phone call. The skies were starting to darken, and she found herself staring into the gray clouds.
It took her back to the day they met...
***
Finally!
Amane had rounded the horses back into their stables, and all of them fed and calm for the night- except Star Bright of course.
"Alright, I know, I promised. I'll go get Hikari."
She walked out briskly, noticing the darkening skies. Reaching the manager's office, she noticed the door had been left not only unlocked, but open. Strange...
"Hey, Hikari? I just finished up. You there?"
A few moments passed by before she heard, "Yeah, I'm in the back!"
The Rider navigated through the half messy building, but the manager seemed absent. She turned the corner to what was assumably a kitchen, finding it had been recently used. There, she heard small footsteps, and before her was Hikari, shining as ever.
"Hello senpai!" She smiled brilliantly. "Are you done already?"
"Yeah, where's Shouta?"
"I don't actually know. He was here, then he was on the phone, and then he just kind of... Disappeared?"
Weird as it was, Amane just shrugged. But to be in such a hurry to leave the door open, so anyone could walk in?
Dismissing the oddity, she took Hikari into her arms and kissed her. "I missed you."
"I missed you too senpai!"
"Wanna know who misses more than I do?" Amane asked, enjoying the confused look on Hikari's face.
"Who?"
The Rider laughed, and walked with her back outside. "A certain stallion, who if you care to look, left a bruise in the shape of his hoof on my stomach this morning."
Hikari was excited, replying, "Star Bright?! Oh, I miss him so much! Wait, he did what?"
Amane laughed again and showed her, in all its black and blue glory. In worry, Hikari began to fret, but Amane kissed her quickly, putting it all away.
"I promised him you'd come see him after I finished up here. He likes you more than he does me, I swear..."
Hikari giggled, blushing as she looked at her feet. Amane put her arm over the blonde's shoulders as they walked, pulling her closer. Getting back into the stables, they were hit with nostalgia of their first time inside. How they were so close, and so very nervous to be around each other. How they almost kissed but Shouta walked in.
"So... Star Bright?" Amane called nervously for the horse, who whined in response. The rider smiled. "Let's get going."
The slammed down the old path that the Rider and her horse were so accustomed too- though this time, they didn't expect any intrusions. Hikari giggled and squealed and brimmed with excitement. Amane never loosened her hold on the girl, for this tine she sat in front of Amane, taking in all of scenery that flew by them. Every turn, every jump, every cry and kick from Amane jolted the younger girl in an exhilarating way. It felt like she could fly at this speed. With Amane behind her, she probably was.
"Amane, this... This is beautiful!"
As they passed another roundabout, into view came the setting sun over the small gazebo. Tears came to the girl's eyes, looking out at it again.
Here is where I might her and my life became good again... Amane sempai... My Prince Charming...
To their opposite side was a small lake, and the now almost purple sky shimmered angelically into the water. The birds all began to call their mates home, the wild game came to life the closer dusk fell, and more elegantly Star Bright became, trotting now back to the stables. They led him back in, the brilliant stallion actually having fallen tired.
"Poor boy's probably exhausted by now. I don't think we've run that in a while... You're lucky though, we took every turn we know." Amane winked, and Hikari cued her blush. She felt all the more special for the privileges Amane gave to her. Who else could say that the love of their life was so wholesome and exciting? It made Hikari's world to know that Amane treated her this way. If every day would be like this one...
"You're getting better as a chef, you know?"
Amane scratched her head and looked down. "Eh... I guess. Do you like it?"
"Hai! There's not too much soy on it this time." Hikari smiled, and giggled at her sempai's pink cheeks. The last time she prepared tuna and rice, she drenched it in soy sauce like an American.
"Heh. Careful. Or one night I'll have to make Mexican somehow."
Hikari giggled. She wasn't going to let Amane know she loved the Spicy "southwestern" food. "If you must."
They sat together and ate on the couch, sipping at their tea occasionally. When they finished, Amane cleared her table and they snuggled once more on the couch, watching a comedy on some family channel. The humor was overly cheesy, but it worked for them at the moment. At closer to eleven, Amane changed it to another Jackie Chan rerun. Now this is more my speed, she smirked. Quite some time in, Hikari perked up.
"Hey, Amane?"
Startled, she answered," H-hai, Hikari?"
"Um… Can I see that bruise?" The older girl laughed, and nodded. Hikari gasped loudly. "Oh my God! Amane-sempai! It's so dark and big!" Doesn't it hurt to be sitting like this?"
"Naw, the sting went away hours ago. It's better to hold you anyway," she said with a soft smile.
The younger girl blushed as could be expected, and Amane kissed her. The clock read 11:40. "Honey, it's getting late. Did you want to go to bed?"
"That sounds good…" she paused with a yawn, and Amane smiled again. She picked her up and began to walk off when Hikari giggled.
"Amane... Y'know, we haven't showered yet tonight." She sounded very quiet, very nervous, but still a little amused. Amane wondered what she could be getting at, but she honestly knew.
"Um... Did you want to take one right now?
"H-hai."
Amane couldn't bring herself to ask, in case she was wrong; Hikari was too embarrassed to ask for it. The older girl bit her lip and saw Hikari look up at her, a fiery red sprawled all across her soft cheeks. Her eyes wandered Amane's face to see if she understood. It wasn't long after Amane had gotten them into the bathroom and her young lover on the counter. In between passionate kisses, they attempted to undress each other, though their shyness still overtook them.
"Amane, I'm sorry I'm nervous, it's just... I mean... I'd be completely... Y'know... And... Umm..."
Amane took a breathe (mostly to calm her racing heart) and nodded. "I'm just as nervous as you actually," she scratched her head. "I... I mean, we'd be completely open to each other. I mean- like, in a diff... Well you know..."
Oh god, you idiot. Nice.
"Amane, I trust you with myself."
The Rider smiled and looked her lover in the eyes. "And I do you... Hikari... We don't have to, but, we want to. It's your decision, angel."
Hikari nodded, and left that as her answer. She reached to pull Amane back to her. As they kissed, Amane nervously worked the blonde's pants off, then her shirt. Hikari paused, looking anxious, and glanced down.
"Oh gosh..."
"Do you want to stop?"
"Amane, no, I'm just... Scared. I've never been naked in front of someone before... Except when it was against my wi... my will."
Amane felt herself break inside. "Hikari, we can save this for another night, when everything's okay."
"But... Sempai, I do want this. You make me feel like this is what I want to be doing, if that makes sense. I trust you, I'm just super nervous... I don't trust my body."
Amane frowned and slowly shook her head, but she had an idea. "Your body," she began, "is beautiful."
The Rider picked her up from the counter, and kissed her lips.
"These, these lips are beautiful."
She sent her lips down to her neck, then her collarbone.
"This here, this part is soft, like feathers."
Then she unhooked the small bra and let it slide off. She felt Hikari's body start to heat up when she kissed her shoulders.
"And these... bare so much, on such a young woman."
Amane now positioned herself to kiss the younger girl's heart, holding her hips.
"And this is the best of it. The thing that makes everything in life beautiful."
She got on her knees and tenderly kissed the fading, horrible bruises on her love's stomach.
"And these are my failures, which I promise to avenge, because you deserve it."
Tears welled in Hikari's eyes. She never felt so loved and cared for, or so nervous at that moment. Amane had lowered herself so her lips lay just barely off the waistband of her undergarments.
"This, I promise to respect, because it's your essence, and that alone makes it amazing."
She kissed her there, through the fabric, and made her way back up. "There's nothing to be afraid of Hikari. Your body doesn't have an imperfection anywhere about it."
"Amane..."
"Hai, Hikari?"
No answer could come. She was gasping for words; the tears getting bigger as her heart let her believe what Amane said. She wouldn't let what happened reflex her into pushing Amane away, not ever.
"I... All I can say... I love you Amane," she brought her slender arms tight around the Rider's neck, got on her tip toes, and kissed her tenderly. So perfect and sweet. My Prince Charming is actually real.
And about to sweep me off my feet...
Her eyes flung open, amazed at herself, however true.
"As I love you, Hikari," her lover responded. My angel, she completes me. All my life I'd been missing something, and now I have her.
Clothes seemed to just fall away, forgotten, and the water fell almost as hot and heavy as the pair. Backed against the wall, Hikari was jumpy from her nerves, shaky from the anticipation. Every kiss from Amane, every stroke of her hand, every bead of water to fall over them and slicken their skin was another jolt that seemed to pile on from the last. The Rider explored the younger girl more thoroughly right then than she had last night. Her fingers ached to be on her flesh, and they fed on her touch ravenously. Where there were bruises, she kissed then, where there were scars, she caressed them. Amane was determined to make sweet, beautiful love to Hikari. She got on her knees and kissed her soft stomach, looked up and asked, "Still trust me?"
"For as long as I love you Amane."
The Rider blushed, and the younger closed her eyes. Whatever Amane did she wanted it to be a surprise. She felt her lips go further and further down and her nerves spiked. Everything heated up quickly, and her legs quivered. Amane's lips dropped further still until she felt them across that place the Rider had beautifully rocked her body before. She felt a deep, warm breath against it, and she moaned involuntarily. Amane slid her tongue against it, and she lost it; whimpers and small cries tore from her, her trembling fingers ran through and pulled on Amane's hair. Her breath got shorter the faster she went, stopping occasionally when the shock ran through her. Her legs shook violently, and her knees slightly gave out. Amane held her straight as she continued, trying everything her mouth knew how to do. Hikari's moans and cries grew louder until they were well heard over the shower. Her sweet essence dripped from her, until her body couldn't handle the heated passion and it felt like it exploded and became complete at the same time. At her climax, Amane guided the blonde's body lower, and watched her beautiful face as it passed over.
She collapsed and her Rider was there to catch her. Amane laid her on the bed of the tub, and kissed her so passionately, so warm, they didn't notice the water starting to run cold.
They then laid there for a bit. They didn't move, they didn't blink, and they didn't even twitch under the colder-growing water raining from above them. They just laid there holding each other tightly, eye to eye, nose to nose. Amane reached down again for another beautiful kiss, before kicking the water off with the heel of her foot. The warmer water that surrounded them waved by as it drained down. The Rider scooped up her little lover and sat her back on the counter, kissing her all over as she dried her off. Hikari shivered occasionally, the cold air penetrating hard against her sensitive, vibrant skin. The couple embraced again, their lips locked, and they backed out awkwardly from the bathroom to Amane's room. Hikari was once again hoisted into the air and this time on the bed, where passions heated again.
They didn't last long- drained from the day and their "activities", Amane fell at Hikari's side, still holding her, still giving her butterfly kisses.
"I love you sempai," the little one whispered, snuggling her head into Amane's shoulder.
"As I love you, Hikari," the Rider whispered back, falling asleep as she said them.
Shhhhhhcink!
A blade slid slowly, sharply against its brother.
Shhhhhhcink!
They slid together again, the longer one sparking.
Shhhhhhhhhhccciink!
The dark room echoed the harsh clicks.
Shhhhhhhhhhccciiiink!
Shhhhhhhhhhccciiiink!
Shhhhhhhhhhccciiiink!
CRACK!
The wall split under the savage strength the blade hit it with. Not a moment later, the companion followed.
Sick laughter filled the room; venom crept within and out its walls. Bottles of dried out liquor lay in pieces around the floor, burned up papers and broken needles thrown carelessly onto cheap wooden flooring. The smashed out window cried with the hateful howls from the black room. It cradled vengeance; it nurtured the hate. It was raising a killer.