Sexy Home Tutor

Synopsis – It's a ChikaYouRiko spin on the Sexy Home Tutor skit from all those years ago.

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When Chika texted You asking for a sudden and impromptu study session, the brunette should have known she was getting dragged into one of her best friend's ridiculous ideas.

As she stepped foot into Chika's room, You's eyes widened as she beheld the form of her best friend dressed head to toe in a sharp and fitted teacher's outfit, a yardstick in hand. She sauntered over to You, the sound of her one-inch high heels tapping against the floorboards with each step as her scarlet eyes looked deeply into You's cerulean blue.

"You're late, You-chan," said the ginger in a clipped, no-nonsense voice. She pointed to the room's single chair. "Sit down before I mark you tardy."

You gulped. "C-Chika-chan? What's going on?"

Chika frowned, and she lightly tapped the yardstick against her other hand in warning. "What's 'going on' is that you're going to be in big trouble if you don't stop dawdling and do what sensei tells you to do."

Unsure of how else to react, You slid her backpack off and set it down next to Chika's bed before following the ginger's instructions.

Chika let out a low hum of approval before stepping over to her laptop and beginning a powerpoint presentation.

(AN - At some point, You notices Riko watching them from her balcony.)

Just then, an idea hatched in You's brain. When Chika next got off her lap to work the laptop, You sent a smirk to their resident voyeur as well as a 'come hither' hand gesture. To meet Riko's confused stare, she sent an inviting wink.

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The next time Chika sat on You's lap to bury the brunette's face into her chest, You was ready.

"Do you understand You-chan? To be a good student, you must- wait where are you touching?!"

Face still buried in Chika's chest, You smirked. "Oh? Don't mind me, Takami-sensei. I'm sure someone as mature as you can handle a little distraction like this, right?" To emphasize her point, she slid her hands further along Chika's thighs.

Squirming in delight, the ginger couldn't help but relinquish her hold on You's head. "Um... You-chan, this is a little..."

"Your face is so red, Takami-sensei! Are you okay?" asked You in exaggerated concern.

Just then, the door opened as a familiar redhead walked in. "Excuse me, I hope I'm not interrupting?"

"Oh look! It's our school nurse Riko-sensei! Ne, Riko-sensei, I think Takami-sensei might be ill. Maybe you should give her a checkup."

"What an excellent idea, You-chan. And you can assist me as well." Riko stepped close so she and You were sandwiching the ginger between them. "What do you say, Takami-sensei? Won't you help me give You-chan a special lesson in anatomy?"

Chika's face burned with crimson. "Mou! You-chan! Riko-chan! Stop teasing me!"

Yoshiko Gets Coffee

"Welcome to CYaRon Coffeehouse!" greeted Ruby, "How may I serve you?"

"I would like one large coffee."

"How would you like it?"

"Black like my soul!" declared Yoshiko.

Beside her, Hanamaru sighed. "She'll have it with three creams and two sugars, zura."

Jimo Ai - Local Love!

Synopsis: When they were teenagers, Dia and Mari tried dating but it didn't work out. They were just too different and too immature. Fast forward to them being young adults, where they are each facing pressures to settle down. They are reconnected through the Jimo Ai location-based dating service.

Dia's parents want her to start looking for marriage candidates so she signs up with Jimo Ai to placate them. Mari on the other hand, is being pressured by her friend Riko to look for something a bit more long-term (for some reason or another, IDK; maybe it's a bet), so while she's browsing the web, she clicks on the pop-up promising hot local singles in her area.

After they are initially reconnected, Dia and Mari are quite skeptical of each other and this dating service, but the proprietors are charismatic enough to get them to try it. Well, at least You is; Yoshiko is still kind of a mess. Things go great, and DiaMari becomes official.

(AN – I never did anything with the actual plot I came up with, but here are some related extras.)

YoshiRuby:

Ruby nervously fidgeted in her seat as she waited, wringing her hands for the umpteenth time. She finally stood and was about to go looking for You when the door opened and in stepped a beautiful blunette with a dark satin dress inlaid with gemstones and beads, elegant wings decorating her back, and a fuzzy black halo held just above her head. Ruby was absolutely awed.

Yoshiko closed the door behind her, clipboard in hand and ready to conduct the second interview with the redhead, but the younger Kurosawa had another idea in mind.

"Wow!" exclaimed Ruby, her eyes sparkling as she looked upon this vision of magnificence. "This dating service is amazing!"

"...Hmm?" Yoshiko raised an eyebrow. She opened her mouth to explain her purpose there, but Ruby interrupted her.

"You-san was only gone for a few minutes but she's already found someone wonderful for me! Ah! N-Not to be presumptuous, but you're really very pretty, and super elegant, and it's clear from your clothing that we share fashion as an interest and can probably find a lot to talk about!"

"Well! I... um..." Yoshiko was taken aback at the honest praise, a blush overtaking her face as she shifted her gaze around the room to avoid looking into those glittering emerald eyes. "I'm very happy you think that," she stuttered out, "B-But there's been a bit of a misundersta-"

"Are those real diamonds?" asked Ruby, pointing to the hem of her skirt. "I love the stitching, but what do you think about weaving in some tourmaline? I think they would really complement your eyes."

"Wha-! Listen!" cried Yoshiko. She tried to get the situation under control, but then she made one fatal mistake; she looked deep into Ruby's eager eyes. They were so earnest, so pure, so full of desire to discover and understand Yoshiko... The blunette's resistance crumbled and she went with the flow. "...I've been thinking of using garnet but I've never considered tourmaline before..."

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ChikaYou:

"So? Find anyone good for me, You-chan?" asked Chika as she relaxed and spun around in her swivel chair.

The brunette coughed and sat across from her, a blush dusting her face. "Mmm... Well, I've looked through our roster of potential candidates, and I think the person most suited to making you happy for the rest of your life is... me."

Chika stopped her spinning and looked to You with wide eyes, her chair continuing for another couple revolutions before coming to a halt. "...eh?"

"Your ideal partner," repeated You. "It's me."

Chika kept staring at her.

"Your childhood friend," clarified the brunette, "Watanabe You."

Still no reaction.

'...Maybe this was a bad idea,' thought You. She slowly started to stand, when suddenly...

"YOU-CHAN!" shouted Chika happily. She leapt to her feet and launched herself at the brunette, catching her in a great big hug as they fell to the floor.

When the dust settled, You found herself on her back with Chika cuddling deeply into the crook of her neck, practically purring as she satisfied her desire to be close to You.

'I take it back,' thought You, 'This was the BEST idea!'