Tsukasa X Nene

"Do you like Daikons, Tsukasa?"

"Ugly." Ugly?

"Those legs of yours are so ugly!" My legs.

"Yashiro has fat Daikon legs!" Daikon legs?

"They're so ugly!" They're ugly?

"Yashiro's legs are so ugly!" They're ugly.

"No one would love someone with such ugly daikon legs!" No one will love me?

"Yashiro is has fat ugly daikon legs and no one will ever love her!" No one will love me, because my legs; are ugly.

"I like them," a voice called from behind me. He likes, what? I turned my head as a demonic aura appeared, "H-Hanako-san? I asked curiously. No, the seal on his cheek is black.

I took a step back, "Tsukasa," I muttered as the darkness desiccated. "That's right! It's me" he chirped running over to me playfully.

"Hmmmm, Nene, you mutter about your legs a lot when no ones around." he pointed out looking at my large, chunky thighs. Embarrassed, I looked down in shame, "I like them, your legs, I don't see what the big deal is," he wondered putting a finger to his cheek.

He likes my legs?! "Aaaahhh, where is Amane? I thought he'd be here, hmmm; are you two playing hide and seek maybe?" he questioned curiously as he hovered around me.

Still blushing from his compliment, I slapped my face in hopes of focusing on the danger who was Tsukasa. "I don't know where he's at... I haven't seen him since yesterday," I answered in a stern tone.

Tsukasa stood up straight, his eyes glowed bright as he cocked a smile; as if a light bulb had went off in his head. "Haaaa, this is going to be fun!" he exclaimed and I felt anxiety fill mt chest as I took a step back.

Yashiro: "What do you want?!"

Tsukasa: "To play,"

Yashiro: "Huh? To play?"

Tsukasa: "To play!"

Yashiro: "With Hanako?"

Tsukasa: "With you,"

My face became flustered and I stumbled backwards, "W-with me, but why?" I gasped, blushing as he grabbed the skull on the heart of my shirt. Tsukasa's eyes relaxed as he gazed at the pendent, "Because that would make Amane most the angry," He smiled wickedly.

"Look, it's the girl with ugly daikon legs!" A voice laughed. "W-Where is that coming from?" I muttered in shock looking around. "Yashiro has ugly daikon legs!" another voice yelled.

"Ugly! She so damn ugly!" yelled one more.

"No! Make them stop!" I screamed covering my ears as I fell to my knees in horror as the voices persisted in their attack of words.

"I can destroy them all, isn't that what you want? A demon to protect you, a prince to love you." He proposed as the shallow voices became loud screams.

Right? He's right?

Touching the skull on my uniform skirt. "You have a dark side, don't you Yashiro?" he asked. He's right.

I stand motionless, as arms wrap around me, bringing me into a tight, comforting embrace as his warm breath caresses my neck.

I close my eyes as I felt tears run down my face, "You want it? Don't you Yashiro?" He asked. "You want to be loved. Admired. Excepted. I can give you it all," he coaxed cupping my A cup breast over my bra. It feels good.

I blushed in pleasure, feeling my body grow warm with excitement. And for a moment it seems like all those mean voices disappeared.

Someone who will love me, even with my flat chest and weird colored hair and ugly daikon legs? I want it, so badly. I need it, he's right.

"I'm right, aren't I; Yashiro?" Tsukasa whispered in my ear as he hugged me from behind. I cried, nodding my head as he unbuttoned the front of my dress; exposing my bra.

Yashiro is ugly! She'll never have a boyfriend! "Awe, poor Yashiro. They're all so mean aren't they, always saying such cruel things," Tsukasa chuckled and I felt my heart burn heavy with hurt.

"Do you want me to make you feel pretty, Yashiro?" he as standing over me as I cry. Pretty? I want to feel beautiful; I hate feeling ugly.

The sound of my sobbing slowed but the only thing I felt was hatred for myself. "I do, I want to feel pretty," I cried in my arms.

My head turned dramatically as Tsukasa let go of me. I still wanted it, the feeling of someone holding me. He stood up, "Very well then," he smirked.

Tap. Tap. Tap. The heel of his shoe hit floor. He snapped his thumb and the screaming voice were obliterated. Finally.

Tsukasa pulled up on my feet, my body quivered vulnerably as he yanked my dress all the way down. Yet having my bra and under wear exposed wasn't humiliating at all.

He chuckled stroking my cheek and I blushed as our eyes met. His eyes, are much darker than Hanako's.

My heart beat and I felt the excitement of lust flood through my veins, a boy was looking at me. Seeing my body, and yet he wasn't disgusted. I love this feeling, the feeling of being admired.

I gasped as his index finger stroked my bottom lip, "I'll make you forget about all of your problems, Yashiro."

Creator's Note:

(The characters are in their late teens for this fanfict. The amount of smut I plan to use won't be appropriate for their age rage in the anime)

Sorry the chapter is short, I've writer's block but I had to produce something so there it is. The Tsunene fanfiction is up for those interested in reading it. HURRAY!

As for the next Tsukasa x Amane chapter, I don't plan to write one for a while. Likely not until I finish the Tsunene fanfic.

Oh, and yes; all of the future chapters of Tsukasa x Nene will contain lots of smut to make up for the lack of it in the introduction chapter. It'd love to know your favorite chapters of forbidden fruit so I can use that breed of writing style for Tsukasa x Nene. I look forward to your comments!