Little Angel Ch. 22
Hikari shut her locker with a sigh.
"Oh c'mon, you're alone in a celebrity's apartment for a week, why are you so damn doom and gloom Hikari? Rejoice!" Yaya had been trying hopelessly all day to cheer her best friend up. Truth be told, she was kind of happy Amane was leaving. The raven haired girl felt like there was this distance coming between them since their relationship began to bud. She had loved Hikari in every way a human could love someone, at one point or another, and she would be damned to lose her closest friend. She'd rather dump Tsubomi first! Actually, I take that back...
"Hikari, she said you could have me over right? Well, we could treat it like all the nights you used to spend at my house, except, well, I won't hit on you."
Yaya never missed a chance to be a flirt, and she winked shamelessly at her to prove it. It produced a small, quick giggle from Hikari, but her face still sunk with loss. Amane hadn't even left yet, but she couldn't stand the anticipation. It would be the first time since she moved in with her that she would be separated from her for so long. It was a bit frightening too, considering the distance. Amane would be half a world away from her; her Prince fighting in some far away land.
The warning bell rang harshly for the next class, and they slunk down the hallway, parting ways. Hikari sat inattentively during the lesson, fretting about Amane leaving. She stopped noticing the girls that would stare at her- meaning, making it completely obvious and turning around and pointing while whispers- because no matter what she would say, or how she would defend herself, it'll be a lie. People ask all day if she's dating The Amane Ootori, and whether she said yes or no, somehow she got called a liar. She stopped denying it after Amane made it a regular thing to pick her up, but now the story in the school had gotten so twisted, even Yaya had lost track of what supposedly was happening. The blonde sat idly for the hour, occasionally attempting to look like she was paying attention. Her phone buzzed suddenly- Amane had gone and gotten her another one- and Hikari, no longer used to it, shook a bit in shock, her heart giving a heavy thud. Before she looked, she knew it was Yaya.
I've got an idea for you and your lover boy; 3
Hikari scowled, and, when the teacher had his back turned to the board, she hastily wrote back:
For the last time, please stop calling her a boy! And why does this idea of yours scare me, Yaya?
A few minutes later she got her response, and beet red cheeks.
Fuck her somewhere you haven't done it yet, sayyyyy her truck? ;) And do it the night before she leaves.
Bewildered and embarrassed, she furiously texted back, not even checking to see if she was in the clear.
What?! Yaya, who ever said we EVER did anything like that? And how does that help!
Steaming now, it was impossible for her to focus really on anything in the room. Anybody could see the bright scarlet across her face as she waited, embarrassed for her answer.
Um, your hickies did babe ;D and NOW instead of moping around for the rest of the week, you have something to look forward to! 3
Hikari was about to send a heated response when she heard a loud, irritated cough in her direction. Her teacher looked down at her from his nose from across the room. "Miss Konohana, if you could keep your shenanigans and your Cell Phone out of my class, please?"
She nodded, and whimpered out, "Hai sensei, gomen nasai..."
After class, Hikari hid her head as she left the room, and glared down Yaya as she approached. The raven haired girl only laughed.
"Y'know," she began," that'd be a lot more frightening if your cheeks weren't still lit up like brake lights."
"Shush... you got me in trouble. And I don't have hickies."
Yaya raises her eyebrow and smirked, pulling back the collar of her shirt a bit to reveal yellow and red patch of skin on her collarbone. "Well, actually~"
Hikari shook her hand away, feeling very exposed, and they started walking to Tsubomi's class without another word between them. The pinkette immediately saw what was up, and was furious instantly. "YAYAAAAAA!"
"I can explain!" The accused raising her hands in defense.
"I'd like to see that," Hikari said, looking amused.
Yaya whipped her head to her friend, in disbelief. "You're a sadist, you know that?"
Hikari giggled a little bit and listened as Tsubomi yelled at her girlfriend. "Why are you harassing Hikari-sempai? You know this is the worst time for your stupid, mischievous crap! Baka! Hikari, what did she do now?"
"She got me in trouble, texting me in class. Now everyone thinks I'm up to something, again."
Tsubomi frowned, the crinkled her eyebrows together and punched Yaya's shoulder. "Yaya! Think!"
The raven haired tomboy snickered. "I did, and I came up with a pretty good idea."
Hikari's face smoldered in red, and she ducked her face to her chest. "Stop it Yaya..."
"Ohhh, you know you like it," she teased, winking. Tsubomi almost had steam out of her ears.
"Excuse me?! Um, mind telling ME what this us about, baka?!"
"Ohhh, I just suggested to Hikari something that would make her week a little easier. I'm curious as to know if she'll actually do it."
Hikari looked miserable now. "A-as if I'd tell you."
"You tell me everything, Hikari," Yaya laughed.
Tsubomi's glare had little tints of pink in her cheeks. She snipped at her girlfriend, "You know what? Never mind, I'm pretty sure I don't even want to know. You can be so crude sometimes Yaya."
Yaya snickered again, and winked, replying, "Oh, like NOW it's a big deal that I'm 'kinky'."
"Kinky and crude are two very different things, baka dear."
They argued like this all the way to the chorus room, all through class, and even after their instructor told them to cut it out. Hikari just dazed off, her heart still sick with anxiety.
Finally, the final class let out, and the trio walked together towards the parking lot. When Hikari saw Amane waiting for her, arm outside her window, she quickly gave her friends a goodbye, and left for her Prince.
"Hello Hikari," the bluenette began, smiling softly. "How was school, love?"
She looked over her lover, worried, noticing pieces of straw stuck in her hair, and horse hoofs on her shirt. She also saw a tightly wrapped bandage around her hand. "Well, probably a bit better than yours, if you don't count Yaya anyway. What happened, Amane? Did Star Bright get the best of you?"
Amane exhaled harshly, looking defeated suddenly. "Actually, it was a different horse. A group of college boys came around asking to take out a few of the horses, and I told them to go ask Shouta. They brought up the whole "but you're famous" bit, so I just repeatedly myself. He gave them the usual price for a day's rental and the liability papers, and told them they were paying extra because they couldn't prove they'd ever rode one. Well, the one little shit thought that wasn't fair so he started spewing about how his family could buy the stable if he wanted, and serve the horses as market meat. I said back to him he was welcome to leave before I set one off on him."
Hikari giggled, enjoying hearing Amane act so brave against these punks.
"Shouta gave me his look after that and started trying to sweet talk the kid about the beauty of horse riding, and their majesty and this and that, and didn't notice two of them whispering and snickering to each other, and I couldn't make out what they were saying. After he made his whole speech, Shouta asked me to take them two at a time to the training field. I had to agree, because, well... you know. Anyway, these jerks saunter on out to the field while I get two of the mares cleared for rental ready for riding. When I tied them to the post, I said 'I'll be right back; I'm just getting Star Bright.' Well, just guess what I saw when I came back?"
Hikari blinked, and frowned. "Don't tell me they let them loose..."
"Nope. Just one. And they did something to piss her off, because she went flying back to the stable. I mean like, terrified and charging, and it scared the shit out of a couple of the others. I rode out on Star Bright and told them they needed to get the hell out before I did it myself. I... didn't quite think about it being one on four, but only two of them actually came at me, plus I was on my horse. They had no chance," she smirked, but still looked distant.
"Amane... what else happened?" Hikari looked at her nervously, cautiously.
"... I... you see... you know the saying, the bigger they are, the harder they fall?"
"Hai, Amane-sempai. Why?"
"Well, the easier they get back up, too. The two on the ground were licking their wounds while the other two were cursing and swearing amongst other things. By then, I wasn't really paying attention to them. I just wanted to get the horses safely back inside."
"Oh... Amane..." Hikari was very nervous now. "A-are they alright?"
Amane didn't respond with words, merely clenching her steering wheel until her knuckles turned white.
"Amane... I'm so sorry..."
"It's fine... I mean, the bruises will heal, but it'll hurt when they walk. I should've locked the doors, or made them leave first. I didn't even notice them all come up behind me." Amane said, her heart sunk and her voice low. They were almost home, and Hikari let it drop. They walked up the stairs silently, Amane sighing as she opened the door. I hope they don't come back. I hope the cops catch them. Star Bright... will you be okay?
Hikari noticed her brooding, silent girlfriend severely distraught and did something Yaya's flavor of bold, and pulled Amane close, getting on her tip-toes, and kissed her slowly, heatedly, and deeply. "Amane... you were brave back there. So incredibly brave, and strong. If it had been anyone else, sempai-love, those mares would be in an even worse state. Your passion saved them. Please Amane, it hurts to see you so defeated. You're amazing."
Hikari's large, loving blue eyes and beautiful words raised the Rider's fallen heart. Amane smiled and kissed her back tenderly.
"Thank you, Hikari. My sweet Angel."
The world was on fire, and no one could save me but you.
Amane and Hikari sat on the bed, facing one another talking. Just smiling, and talking, nothing else, but a sadness rested in their conversation. A candle holder flickered with six hot wisps floating about, contrasting the small storm fitting about outside. Amane fell silent eventually, not knowing how to bring it up. Hikari was just as confused and awkward, but broke the ice. "Amane sempai... you did all you could today, and no one would ask for more. I'm sure Shouta and the police will get them."
"Hai, Hikari, but... those poor things... Why are people so destructive? Even with the living world around them?"
Hikari sighed. "I don't know... I don't know if there's actually any one answer. What I do know is, that there's wonderful people like you that will always fight for good. You saved me from Jack, and you fought to keep the horses safe. You're like a knight in shining armor."
It's strange what desire will make foolish people do.
Amane nodded, reflecting on once again how aggressive she'd become since meeting Hikari. It was like she lit fires in my bones. Anything... anything to protect my little angel.
I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you. And I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you.
"I... I don't want to go," Amane managed to say. She couldn't get over leaving Hikari for a week, it hurt. The Rider was scared that if she left, who would keep her safe? Yaya? Possibly, but she wasn't sure... If I keep thinking like this, of course something bad will happen. It'll be okay, I'll call her every night after I call Shouta about the horses and the kids from the other day. Maybe I could take her with... no, she has school. Damn...
... Nobody loves no one.
Hikari wondered what was going through Amane's mind. It was times like these she wished she could read her mind, despite the break of personal privacy. "Amane, you have to. Please sempai, I would never forgive myself if I was the reason you didn't race. I want you to prove yourself, to show everyone how amazing my Prince is."
Amane chuckled, "Why do people call me that?"
Hikari looked at her with a shocked and surprised look on her face, quickly flushing as she looked back into her lap and played with her fingers. "W-well... because you just seem so... regal, like the fairy tale, Prince Charming. Especially when you ride Star Bright, the two of you are incomparable."
Amane looked at the small girl in wonder, then, with a smile on her face, picked up her chin and kissed Hikari sweetly. "If I'm Charming, then you must be my Snow White."
Hikari teared up a little as she heard her Rider speak. It was the way her eyes looked when it came out. She felt like Amane made her a princess, made to live a long, happy life with the love of her life in this getaway kingdom of theirs.
"Hikari? Are you... are you alright?"
"H-hai Amane-sempai, you just make me so unbelievably happy!" Hikari kissed her again, as boldly as she had earlier and actually knocked the muscled woman onto her back. In shock, Amane gasped, and the pair blushed at their position. Hikari tried to move away, but the bluenette held her there. "No, I... I like you on top..."
"S-sempai? Amane, you're..." she faltered, still lost in her eyes. "S... so warm and..."
Unknowingly, her face had been drawing itself closer and closer to Amane's, and her fingers moved to caress it softly. They chased the chiseled lines of her cheek bones, lingered on her slim lips. Amane was warm-and getting warmer. She watched Hikari watching her while she traced her nails along her face. It felt like a baby's touch. Their noses touched, and their lips soon conjoined as well. The Rider intertwined her fingers throughout her lover's long, luscious blonde hair, and their legs tangled in their burst of passion. Lips locked and searched for that familiar taste; fingers caressed and held to each other; clothes slipped and flew onto the floor; skin touched and melded in passion, in heat.
Their eyes wandered in the candle light, searching over the valleys and hills of each other's body, but ultimately met back in their eyes- the cerulean seas crashing against the open, warm earth. Their hands swept down and across each other, flowing with the beat of their racing hearts. Thunder drummed out the moans and mewls that came with the most sensitive touches, and lightning masked the flashes of passion wildly exploding upon grazing the right places. The two became one in their rocking, shaking, writhing forms.
The blonde straddled the bluenette, and their flesh mashed in time with their lips.
Amane's swift hands became Hikari's undoing. One to her breast and the other at her thigh, the Rider's lips moved to her delicate, sensitive neck, distracting her. The slick warmth that Amane knew she'd made became her signal. The blonde's mewls became cries of wanton pleasure. Her hold on her lover became unbreakable; her body entirely tensed as Amane made love to it. Heat waves crashed over and over through them, until Hikari herself crashed, hard, into her most beautiful climax yet.
However, Amane wasn't done for the night, as almost as soon as her little lover recovered, she felt those familiar, slender digits roam in places she hadn't felt them before.
"H-Hikari? What're you do-"
"Amane, it's not fair to you that you only make me feel good. I-I... I want to make you feel that way t-too. Only... I'm just not sure how."
Amane's mouth was agape, and she stuttered horribly. "Y-you w-wanna... w-wait... y-you... a-and... wait... really? What... I... Hikari, you d-don't-"
"Amane, yes, I want to."
Without another word, the blonde attempted to recreate the passionate touches Amane had stirred within her, growing more and more confident with each sound the Rider made. Amane's body shook and pulsed like throbbing heart, her own feeling about to explode. Hikari drew her closer and closer and closer yet, right onto that frightening cliff, the sky line that makes you cling to your breathe, mouth agape, and body tensed. She clung to Hikari's shoulders as the Rider cried out in a beautiful call, her first climax over taking her.
"That… was… fantastic…" she whispered, after having a moment to recollect herself. "Is that… was that how I make you f-feel? When we're like this?"
"Hai, Amane. It's one of the most amazing things I've ever felt, besides your kisses," the smaller girl replied, blushing brightly in the dark. She was suddenly and completely worn out, her hand embarrassingly tired. She nuzzled into Amane's shoulder, tracing circles around her chest.
They laid there silently for the rest of the night, listening to the two birds outside sing their nocturnal minuet. It became their lullaby. Hikari reconsidered what Yaya had advised; Amane wasn't so troubled about the stables.
Everything would always work out in a happy ending for true love.
…Right?