Chapter 15 (Hisao POV)

"So, are you ready to meet my mom and Sho tomorrow?"

It is Friday. Emi and I are having our usual lunch in the tea room, and discussing our plans for the weekend.

"I think so. I am getting a little bit nervous."

Emi laughs, "That makes sense, I guess. I'm a little nervous too. This probably doesn't surprise you at this point, but you'll be the first guy I've ever brought home."

I smile at her and reach out to hold her hand, "Well, I'm honored to be the first."

"Be warned, my mom is…kind of a lot. She's a loving, wonderful person, don't get me wrong. But she really enjoys getting under my skin. Don't um…don't be surprised if she mentions something about grandkids. Just ignore it if she does. She might also be a little flirty with you. Just ignore that too."

I laugh, "Ah, so she's one of those moms. I'm sure she'll keep me on my toes."

"Yeah, I don't want you to leave with that as your main impression of her though." She laughs, "She actually really helped me when I was struggling with whether or not to confess to you."

"Really?"

"Yeah she actually lost my dad…around the same age you lost Saki, and her relationship story with Sho is eerily similar to ours. They were close friends for a long time and all that. She told me all about it during that visit home, and she ultimately convinced me to go for it."

"Well, I'll have to thank her for that."

"Yes, so think about that version of my mom going into this, and not the one who might awkwardly flirt with you and ask about grandchildren even though we've only been together a month, okay?"

I laugh, "Okay, Emi. I'm sure it will be fine. You sound more nervous than me now. Anything I should know ahead of time about Sho the Nurse?"

"Are you really going to call him that?"

"I dunno, it is better than just Nurse, right? And I can't quite drop that word from it."

She laughs, "Okay, weirdo. But no, I don't think there's really anything about him you don't already know since you were around him so much back in the day. He's a really goofy guy and he's a little off, but as you seem to already be aware, also one of the kindest, most loving people in the world. I am way less nervous about what he might do than my mom."

I laugh. "Yeah that is…pretty much how I would describe him based on my interacting with him as the nurse, so you're right, nothing new there."

This talk about grandchildren has made me realize I need to tell her something important.

"Um…Emi, I know your mom is probably kind of kidding with the grandchildren thing, but it made me realize there is something pretty important that you should know. I should have told you sooner. Actually…it might even be a deal breaker."

I hope it isn't.

Emi's face becomes very serious, and she reaches out for my hand and I give it to her. She is sitting on the edge of her seat.

"I…um…I don't want to have biological children. I…actually can't have them. I got a vasectomy so we…me and Saki, didn't have to worry. My condition has a genetic component, and I don't want to pass it on."

Emi's face and posture both relax significantly upon hearing this, and she gets up, sits on the arm of my chair and puts her arm around me.

"That makes sense. I noticed you said 'biological children,' that means you are open to the idea of adoption, right?"

"Right."

She pauses for a moment that feels like an eternity, then she smiles.

"Okay, then that's good with me. We don't have to go any deeper on this now, since we've only been together a little while. But it definitely isn't a deal breaker for me, okay?"

She gives me a quick, sweet kiss, which I return.

I smile at her when we break the kiss and give her a squeeze.

"Thank goodness."

—-

We are at the door to Emi's family home. We are here for dinner. Emi is next to me holding my hand, and squeezing it rather tight, as we wait for someone to open the door.

I look down and smile at her in an attempt to reassure her, but she is pretty nervous about this. I mean, I am too, but you'd think she's the one meeting my parents.

Eventually a woman who could only be Emi's mother answers the door. They have very different frames. She's a taller, curvier woman. But their faces, and their facial expressions are almost identical. It is a little uncanny. I also note that the Ibarazaki women must have a gene for looking much younger than they actually are.

"Hi sweetie, thanks for coming home for dinner. This is going to be lovely." She hugs her daughter, but Emi only gives a half-hearted hug back. Then her mother turns to me with a very wide smile.

"And you must be Hisao, I'm very happy to meet you. My daughter has told me so much about you."

"It is nice to meet you too Mrs. Ibarazaki."

"Oh no no no, you're almost a member of the family as far as I am concerned. You will call me Meiko."

Then, to my surprise, she embraces me in a tight hug. When she does, she whispers in my ear. "She told me you were handsome, but goodness. You've made this old lady's heart skip a beat." Was that an arrhythmia joke, or just a coincidence? Either way, she has me flustered. She quickly releases the hug as if nothing happened.

"Well come in, come in, let's get this lovely night started."

Emi looks at me, seeing that I am a little flushed and a lot embarrassed. "Goddammit. What did she say to you?" All I do in response is shrug. I want to be on her mom's good side, and it is kind of funny seeing Emi this flustered about this. She shoots me an irritated look and walks into the house yelling after her mother, "Mom what did you say to him?" I follow her inside.

Meiko shoots an approving look at me, knowing that I have helped her get away with something and then turns to Emi. "Oh nothing dear, don't worry about it."

Emi sighs in frustration and crosses her arms. "Okay, whatever you two. Enjoy your little secret. See if I care." The look on her face clearly indicates that she cares.

I see the nurse in the kitchen, where he is chopping up fruit and putting together a fruit tray. He looks much the same as I remember him, although he isn't wearing a lab coat and his hair is now mostly gray. He washes his hands in the sink and comes to greet us. As usual, he is winking for some reason.

"Hello, Emi. Nice of you to visit. It is always nice to have you." He reaches an arm around for her a one-armed hug.

"Hi Sho, I'm glad to be here even if some people are hiding things from me." She looks at me and her mother in an accusatory fashion.

She's really making this a much bigger deal than it is, but I guess he probably knows that, since he doesn't really respond.

"Anyway, Sho, this is my boyfriend. I'd introduce you, but I think you already know him."

"Yes, of course, it is nice to see you again Mr. Nakai. It has been quite some time."

"Yes, it has. It is really nice to see you again."

"I'm pleased to hear that your heart is doing quite well." Even in a casual setting like this, and seeing him for the first time in 16 years, the nurse wants to talk about my health.

"Yes, Emi has really helped me in that regard. That pacemaker that I got near the end of my time at Yamaku has also kept me out of extended stays at the hospital all these years, so that's worked out nicely."

He smiles at me, and puts a hand on my shoulder, "I'm very glad to hear that."

I look around and notice that Emi is bickering rather intensely with her mom about something in the living room. Surely…it isn't still about her mom whispering something to me? Right? Well, whatever. I am definitely not going in there right now. I have something important I want to tell the nurse anyway.

"So, Nurse…err…I mean, Sho…is it…alright if I call you that?"

He nods. "Yes, I suppose I should have called you 'Hisao,' a moment ago. Old habits die hard." I'm thankful he doesn't think I'm crazy for struggling with this.

"I was really happy when Emi told me that you were part of her life, and that I would have the opportunity to meet you again, because I've wanted to thank you…for a very long time."

"Thank me?"

"Yeah. As an 18-year old kid you don't really think to thank people as much. I guess you take things for granted. But as I've looked back at my time at Yamaku, I always remember you and how big of a help you were. I always appreciated that you were genuinely concerned about me, and did whatever you could to help me. I know…Saki really wanted to thank you too. I don't know if you remember it, but she always talked about that time when she hurt her ankle on the way up the hill, and you helped her. Your shift was over, and you got her to the hospital and everything. She always appreciated that. Basically, you really went above and beyond in your dedication to the students' well-being, including for me and my friends. I mean, you even smuggled her fish tank out of her room for her!" We both laugh at the memory.

"So yeah…it really meant a lot to us, even if we didn't say it at the time."

He puts his hand on my shoulder and puts on a goofy smile, but I can see in his one open eye that he has actually been somewhat moved by what I had to say.

"I was happy to help you, Hisao. And the other students too. I do remember that night with Saki. I...want to tell you how sorry I was to hear about her passing. Just like you waited all these years to thank me, I've waited far too long to give you my condolences."

I smile at him, "Thanks. I think it will be nice getting to know you as…not the head nurse."

He winks at me, "It will be nice getting to know you as well, Hisao. Anyway, we can talk more later, I need to go back to the dinner preparations. Why don't you go have a seat in the living room?"

I walk into the living room, where thankfully Meiko and Emi are no longer arguing and have fallen silent. Emi is violently eating some grapes. She looks up at me, and I can see she's still annoyed. I sit in a chair across from the couch where Emi and her mother are seated.

"Excuse me, I'm going to go help Sho finish dinner."

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

"No, dear. You're our guest. You stay here with your lovely girlfriend."

After she leaves, I ask Emi "Are…you actually mad at me about this?"

She sighs. "Not really. I just…I wanted to make sure she wasn't asking you about grandchildren because of our conversation the other day. She wouldn't tell me, you wouldn't tell me. I got worried. She didn't right?"

It is nice that she is concerned about me, but it isn't that big of a deal.

"No no, she did the other thing you warned me about." I say with a wink.

She rolls her eyes but also looks relieved. "Okay that's good. I'm sorry…I should have probably told her ahead of time not to bring up grandchildren and then I was upset with myself that I didn't. I thought I may have really messed things up."

I get up, move next to her on the couch and put my arm around her.

"Emi, you're overthinking things a little, okay? Even if your mom had said that, it wouldn't be a big deal, and I wouldn't be mad at you."

"Really?" She looks up at me with those green eyes I have come to love so much

"Really." I give her a soft, quick kiss.

She blushes. "This is all new to me, as you know, so I feel lost sometimes. So, thanks for being so understanding."

"Just remember this next time you get worried about something, okay? There have been a few times now where you thought something really small was going to mess things up between us. It is going to take a whole lot more than this for me to actually get upset about something. And, even if I am upset about something, or if you are, we can always talk about it. It would take a whole lot for me to feel like you were messing up something this good, okay?"

She nods and smiles up at me. "Okay." This time she kisses me, and I can tell that she would like it to be a lot more than an innocent little kiss on her family's couch, because her hand is gripping the fabric of my shirt on my chest, but she manages to break it off before things get too intense.

It's a good thing too, because the end of our kiss is punctuated with applause from Emi's mother who has reentered the room, and is smiling ear to ear. Emi isn't pleased.

"Mooom. Come on!"

"I'm sorry dear. It was just a lovely thing to see. That's all. Anyway, dinner is ready." Then, with a twinkle in her eye she say, "Unless…I was interrupting something?"

Emi apologizes to me with her eyes as we stand up and head towards the dining room. I actually find the whole thing kind of funny. But, I imagine when she meets my parents she won't be nearly as annoyed by them as I am.

We enjoy a really great dinner, consisting mostly of traditional Japanese food. That makes sense, because Emi isn't as familiar with foreign cuisine. After we're finished, we start talking.

"So, Sho, Are you still in nursing?"

"I am. I'm the head nurse now at the children's hospital here in Sendai."

"I see, that seems like it suits you pretty well."

He nods. "There are…hard days, for sure, just like at Yamaku. But I get to help a lot of kids who are having a hard time, and that's pretty fulfilling."

"What about you? You're a teacher right? I guess you must like helping young people too, albeit in a different way."

"Yeah, I teach science. I kind of see it as helping people understand the world around them and how it works." I drape my arm over the back of Emi's chair. "She thinks I am a little self-important when I say that, but it is how I feel."

She laughs and squeezes my leg under the table. "I was mostly kidding. I like that you love what you do so much."

Meiko joins the conversation, "Okay everyone, that's enough work talk for one night I think. I for one would like to learn a little more about Hisao. Everyone else at the table knows him so much better than I do." I now see that the Ibarazaki women must all also possess a powerful pouting gene.

Emi sighs, "Do you really need to interrogate him, mom?"

She smiles at Emi and winks at me, "I should hope it will be a good deal more pleasant than that word would imply, but yes, I do want to ask him some questions if that's alright. Nothing crazy, I promise."

Emi looks at me, apologizing with her eyes again.

"I would be happy to answer your questions, Meiko."

"See, dear?" She looks at Emi with a gloating smile. "He doesn't mind."

Emi rolls her eyes and squeezes my leg again under the table to offer her support, but I'm not too worried.

"Well I'd just like to know a little more about how you and my daughter met. So you and Emi have actually known each other quite a long time, is that right?"

"It is. We originally met during our third year at Yamaku just a few days after I transferred in. She literally ran into me in the hallway, and that's how we met. I actually tried running with her way back then, as Sho suggested, but it didn't go super well."

Meiko laughs, "I see, you two were friends back then?"

I look at Emi, "Yeah, I would say so, not close but we got along." Emi nods in agreement.

"We lost touch with each other until I got hired here. Would you believe that we met again when your daughter quite literally ran into me again?"

Emi shoots a glare at me, "Did you have to tell them that?"

Meiko laughs, "That does sound like my Emi. She always did like to get places fast. Even when she was a toddler." She smiles.

"She gets that from her father, along with her love of running." I squeeze Emi's hand, worried this topic will make her uncomfortable, but she looks surprisingly steady.

"So you two met again and became close friends, is that right?"

"Yes. We have a lot in common, and helped each other through some difficult times. We became quite close."

"That's lovely. And this closeness eventually blossomed into the love I can so clearly see between the two of you tonight?"

I smile at Emi, who looks frustrated with her mother.

"Yes, that's pretty much how it went."

Meiko smiles, "Good. I'm glad to hear it. My daughter isn't going to want me to say this, but I think I have to. I…want to thank you Hisao. In the time you have known my daughter she has not only become happier, but she has become more open with me. I have really cherished it."

"I'm glad to hear that." I give Emi's hand a squeeze. "I think my friends and family would say that Emi has really helped me too. I was not in the best place when I returned to Yamaku…mentally or physically. I hadn't been for years. But Emi has really helped me find a lot of things in life that I had given up on, and I am all the better for it."

I look at Emi, who is looking at me lovingly and is tightly squeezing my hand. I guess I hadn't really said that before, not in those words anyway.

Meiko beams at me, "That is so lovely for both of you. Seeing you two together tonight has brought us a lot of joy tonight. I hope you two continue to take good care of one another for a long time."

"Well, Sho. Should we see these two love birds to the door? It is getting late."

I speak up, "I would really like to help clean up, if that's okay."

Emi joins in, "I'll help him. You two can go get ready for bed if you want to. You did a lot for us tonight. Thank you both."

Meiko and Sho exchange smiles. I get the feeling that Emi doesn't normally say things like that to them.

"Very well, we won't refuse such a generous offer. It was very nice meeting you, Hisao. I hope to see much more of you." She gives me a hug and whispers in my ear. "And again, thank you."

Emi picks up on this. "Did you whisper something to him again? Sho, are you okay with your wife flirting with much younger men? My boyfriend no less?" I can tell Emi isn't actually mad this time, just having some fun teasing her mother.

"I think you're imagining things dear." She says as she winks at me.

Sho laughs at the situation without commenting. "It was nice seeing you again Hisao. I'm sure we will see more of each other."

—-—-

After finishing the dishes, me and Emi are headed home.

"So, what did you think?"

"I really liked them both. They are characters, that's for sure." I laugh.

"Yeah, they clearly liked you too. It went really well, didn't it?"

"You say that like you're surprised."

She shrugs, "I guess I didn't know what to expect. My mom is…well, my mom. Luckily you don't get too flustered by her antics."

I laugh, "I think she definitely bothers you more than she does me. I think they are both pretty fun."

She rolls her eyes at me, "You know they aren't here now, right? You can stop brown-nosing."

"Hey, I'm serious! Do you really think I was over the top with them or something?"

She sighs, "No, I guess not. You're just all…nice and stuff. To everyone. So I guess that's what it is. It's a good thing, I suppose. So, since we're talking about parents…what are yours like?"

I knew this topic was likely to come up, given that we just met hers.

"My parents…well, after spending time with your mom and Sho tonight, the first word that comes to mind is 'boring.'"

Emi lights up. "You mean…they are just…normal people? God, that must be nice."

I laugh, "I guess it is if that's what you're looking for. Truthfully, they are very normal. They both work a lot and they weren't always the most attentive parents, but they are nice, good people."

She reaches out for my hand and I give it to her. "That makes sense. Thanks for being so nice and good with my family tonight. I really appreciate it."

"Would you like to meet them?"

She squeezes my hand and gives me a really big smile.

"Yes please."

"How does visiting them in a couple months sound? During the winter holidays?

"Yes, that should work. I'm looking forward to meeting these 'normal' parents of yours. I'm sure I'll be a bit envious." She laughs.

—-

When we get back to Emi's, she quickly tosses her stuff aside and turns around and pulls me into a passionate kiss.

She breaks the kiss and looks up at me.

"I've wanted you pretty badly pretty much all night. I'm glad we are finally alone. I…really need to take a shower. Do you want to join me?"

I hesitate for a moment, a little worried that she may want to do something I'm not ready for, but by now I should really trust her in these situations.

"Sure. I could use a shower too."

She smiles at me and takes me by the hand and leads me to the bathroom.

"You get started. I'll join you in a moment."

I undress and turn the water on. This is my first time in her shower. It is pretty large, with a high ceiling. There is a chair in the corner of the shower. I guess she needs it since if she doesn't have her legs on she isn't actually tall enough to use the shower very effectively . Before long Emi returns to the bathroom, not wearing anything but her legs.

I gaze lovingly - and lustily - at her naked body. She has a petite and incredibly fit body, small but perfectly shaped breasts, and a surprisingly prominent – and firm, butt. Her legs are lean and muscular. I love everything about it. All that running really has given her an amazing body.

She notices me looking at her and gives a little twirl and a wink. She pulls the chair to the edge of the shower, sits down on it, and removes her legs.

By this point I am already partially erect, simply from looking at her. She notices this and beckons me to come closer.

"Can you move me and the chair more to the center where you are so I get some of the water? Normally I do this myself, but I thought I would take advantage of you." She giggles at her double entendre.

I do as she asks, and when I am about to turn around, I feel her hand around the most honest part of my body. This causes me to gasp. It also reminds me of the first time I was with Saki, in that hotel by the beach. I'll never forget that night…I feel a twinge of guilt because I'm thinking about this when I'm with Emi, and because I'm with Emi while I'm thinking about this.

I must have looked lost in thought, because Emi reaches her hand up to my chest to get my attention and asks "Is this okay?"

I nod, and she starts stroking me. It feels amazing. Her hands always feel so good.

"Hisao, I want to do something we haven't done yet, and I just want to make sure you're okay with it."

I nod, urging her to ask her question.

"I want to do for you what you did for me last weekend. Is that okay?"

"Y-yeah, I would like that."

She smiles up at me with her seductive, half-closed eyes. How does she even do that with her eyes? She maintains complete eye contact with me while she starts kissing me down below, each kiss making me gasp softly. It is only now I realize that her shower chair is the perfect height for this. I guess she planned this out.

She continues to maintain eye contact as she pleasures me, her beautiful green eyes sparkling with glee when she goes to take me into her mouth. She only fits the tip in at first, and moves her tongue along the head. This sensation makes me shudder. She slowly fits more of me into her mouth, until I am halfway inside.

The warmth of her mouth and the flicks of her tongue feel amazing. I look down and notice she has started to use her hand to pleasure herself while she continues pleasuring me. I reach my hand down to offer some assistance, and begin rubbing her up and down. She exclaims softly, and I can feel the vibrations from it.

She starts to bob her head up and down and she begins really sucking on me. I respond by sliding a finger inside her, this causes her to gasp so hard that she can't help but open her mouth.

I crouch down and give her a passionate kiss as I move my finger in and out of her. After a few strokes like this, I add a second finger. It is a tight fit, but I can see she is in ecstacy. She grabs my hand and pushes my fingers in a little deeper, letting out a loud moan.

"H…Hisao right there…"

Understanding her instructions, I continue to move my fingers so they rub on the same spot, and before long she leans back in her chair, her legs vibrating in orgasm. She clinches around my fingers, and she tightly grips my wrist with her hands, digging her fingernails into me while she screams in ecstacy, her moans echoing throughout the bathroom.

I attempt to keep going like I did the other night, but she hasn't loosened her grip on my wrist, and is now holding my hand still.

Between deep breaths she says, "H…Hisaoooo…supposed…be…your turn."

She may be struggling to speak as her body still seems to be experiencing aftershocks, but her actions indicate she still has a lot of energy left. She reaches around me with one arm and pulls me closer to her with surprising force, and begins stroking me with her other hand .She smiles up at me and watches my face react to her ministrations, before she picks up where she left off.

The feeling of her warm mouth enveloping such a sensitive part of me is incredible, as is the way she's moving her tongue all around the head. I can't help but shudder with pleasure.

She slowly moves down, putting more and more of me in her mouth, and all the while she keeps eye contact with me. There is a mixture of love, hunger, satisfaction, and desperation in her eyes.

She begins bobbing her head up and down, enveloping and releasing the entire top half repeatedly. I can already feel that I'm approaching my limit. My legs are shaking from the pleasure. It is becoming difficult to remain standing. I use my arms to steady myself on the back of the chair. She can tell I'm getting close, so she speeds up. Her eyes are now pleading with me. I can't help but start moving my hips with her motions, which she seems to enjoy.

"E…emi, you're going to make me…"

I try to warn her, because I'm not sure she wants me to finish in her mouth.

All I get in response is a soft, encouraging moan.

"I-I'm going to…."

I offer her another warning, just to be sure she heard me the first time. She tightens the grip of her arm around my lower back, pulling me closer, taking me as deep into her mouth as I will possibly go, making it very clear where she wants me to finish. This is more than I can take. I have reached my limit.

I moan loudly and I look down at her to get a look at her beautiful eyes as my orgasm begins. She still never breaks eye contact. She never lets me leave her mouth, she continues to stimulate me until the last drop has left me.

My legs are weak from the pleasure, and I can't help but allow myself to collapse on the floor of the shower in an attempt to recover and pull my senses back together. I hear Emi giggle and climb out of her chair, and before I know it she has her head on my chest and has draped her arm over me, and I put my arm around her, and we lie there awhile without saying anything as the warm shower cascades down on us. We probably would have stayed longer, but eventually we expended all the hot water, and that offered us our first true motivation to pull ourselves off the floor.

After getting dressed I sit down on the couch and before long she joins me, sitting in my lap and nuzzling into my chest.

"That was some shower, wasn't it?" she says with a giggle.

"Sure was. You were…that was…incredible."

She laughs, "You weren't so bad yourself, though I was a little mad at first when you hijacked what was supposed to be your turn. In the end, it all worked out though," she says with a huge smile on her face.

"Yeah I guess so far when we've done stuff it has all been about only one of us, huh? We don't have to only do that turn stuff, though. It was pretty nice for us both to be pampered, wasn't it?"

She nods.

I have a question I am dying to ask her.

"Emi do you…um, have a cum fetish? I was just thinking back to all the times we've done stuff, and realized that you have always made sure I finished on you, and then…in the shower, I couldn't believe you swallowed all of that and you were so into it. Don't get me wrong, it was incredibly hot! I loved it. But if you have certain stuff like that you like, I'd like to know so I can…you know, do that stuff for you."

She blushes a little bit and looks away while she thinks about it.

"Hmmm...I don't think it's a fetish, technically. I think that would mean that I am into it in general, but it isn't something I have ever been into before…you know, with other guys…" she trails off and turns even redder.

I am starting to get used to that blush. It usually precedes her saying something really sappy and sweet. I think it embarrasses her that she's so romantic now.

"...so, I think I only like it because it's yours. It makes me feel really close to you. It makes me feel…special. It is sort of like a physical sign of your love for me…I guess?"

This makes me blush too and then laugh, "Wow, that has to be the sweetest way anyone has ever said 'Yes I like it when you finish on me, and I like the way it tastes.'"

She elbows me softly in the ribs and then pinches my cheeks before giving me a soft kiss, "Shaddup you. You know you like it."

"Well…duh. But seriously, I agree with the sentiment. Doing those sorts of things with you is really nice, and not just because of how it feels physically. I feel closer to you too."

She wants me to talk about Saki more, so I guess this might be an opportunity to test those waters. It might be a little awkward, but it is what she wants.

"I don't think I've ever outright told you this, but you have probably guessed at it. Saki was the only one I've been with before you. She was my first…everything. And obviously we ended up getting married. So for me, I have never really known sex without that emotional component."

She smiles at me and brushes her hand against my cheek while looking deeply into my eyes with a smile on her face. I can tell she is really happy I felt like I could mention this to her. I'm a little taken aback, and more than a little moved by her reaction. I guess it wasn't just lip service when she said she wants me to talk about Saki.

"That makes sense. Meanwhile…this is the first time I'm experiencing it this way. For me, it has always been a physical act that feels really good, and not a whole lot more. I never really considered that love could make it feel even better. It is kind of crazy how different our sex lives were before we met each other. And yet…" she takes a break from speaking to plant a kiss on my lips, "...we're so damn compatible."