Her eyes glanced around the familiar room, her very
being getting sucked into the realm of her own made-up world.
She bent down and picked up her trusty friend, the only person who
she ever truly trusted, besides her parents that is.
Hn. Most children would laugh at her thoughts on her parents, saying
she was a loser for loving them. After all, parents are supposed
to be the seed of all evil, no? But Ryuko did not believe that.
Though her family was a lot more complex than most of the ones out
there, she was still happy and loved them all.
Her parents were like her best friends, even though they told her
what to do and punished her when she was bad; but the point here
being the fact that when she felt bad or just plain-out sad, she
could always trust her Daddy and Papa to be there for her.
Ryuko felt ill when she thought about what Himeka would think about
her parents; probably some weird perversion…
Ryuko sighed; Himeka was just one big pervert.
Ryuko sat down on her comfy mattress, relishing in the drowning-like
state she felt as she slowly lowered herself into a lying position.
Ryuko sighed again as her mind ran over the day’s events.
From the start she had known that today would be long and hard (ignoring
the sexual pun in favor of seriousness) and that she would have
to endure it all in the name of friendship.
Himeka, God knows how, had somehow managed to trick Ryuko into accompanying
her to a Yaoi convention.
Not only was poor innocent Ryuko forced to endure crazy gay-loving
girls, squealing about Anime, Manga and, of course, her parents,
but also she was forced brutally out of her bed at the crack of
dawn.
… Or at least what had seemed at first sight as the crack
of dawn, but was actually more like seven o’clock in the morning.
It was still a rude wakeup call… though, now that she thought
about it; Ryuko could forgive Himeka’s lack of kindness in
her wake up call.
~ Flashback ~
Ryuko lied in her bed, sound asleep; her mind slowly emitted images
of things past and done, of a life she could have led, or a life
of a being that could never be. Her mind creating fantasies she
would never have in her waking hours, and fantasies she desired
to have in those cursed hours.
Ryuko felt a gentle caress upon her supple cheek, the nimble fingers
running soothing patterns across the young flesh, the fingertips
doing a feather-like dance upon her face.
Ryuko bathed in the glorious attention of the creature who owned
such miracle working hands; her heart, her soul, crying out to the
person above her, begging for more attention, for more of those
deviously sensual ministries.
The fingers trailed lower, traveling from her check down her neck,
circling a small pattern upon nearing the junction between her neck
and collarbone, and continuing even further south, raining soft
feather-like touches upon her breasts.
Ryuko felt blessed to be in such a delectable spotlight; and she
savored every minute of it.
Ryuko’s world jumped when a voice speaking low and husky,
with the gentleness of the feather-like fingers, spoke in her ear
“Ryu-chan, I want you.” Ryuko sighed in pleasure, savoring
the gentle whispering voice of her best friend, Him-
“Sakuma Ryuko, wake up!!!!!!” Ryuko
was shook violently by her so-called best friend, falling out of
her bed, and straight onto her face.
“Itai! Hime-chan~” Ryuko whined, her face turning into
an adorable and slightly annoying pout (masterminded and originally
from her Daddy Shuichi, of course), turning her emerald green eyes
at her friend, tears already welling up with a will of their own.
“Hime-chan, why are you sooo mean?”
Nakano Himeka sighed and hit Ryuko across her head with her fist.
“Baka. Why are you so stupid?”
Himeka Nakano sighed in defeat; there was no way Ryuko would shut
up anytime soon, and if they didn’t hurry they would miss
the first Yaoi Convention’s lecture about sexual writing in
Fanfiction!
With renewed vaguer, Himeka yelled at Ryuko to get dressed, crossed
the room and left to wait outside with Ryuko’s parents. Needless
to say that she was drooling uncontrollably at that prospect.
Ryuko continued to pout and whine about the injustice of it all
whilst she got dressed. Kumagurou nodded his head from time to time,
agreeing with Ryuko’s thoughts.
As Ryuko left her room to save her parents from the now hormone-raging
teenager that was her best friend Himeka, she recalled her dream;
her dream of her and Himeka.. Doing naughty things…
Ryuko looked at Kumagurou, “Ne, Kuma-chan, do you think it’s
bad to have these feelings towards Hime-chan?”
Ryuko listened to Kuma-chan (now in psychologist-mode) telling her
about his opinion on the matter; every minute or so pushing his
black-rimmed glasses back onto his equally black button-nose. Kuma-chan
had switched into his Sakano/Psychologist outfit which consisted
of black pants, a white dress-shirt, black shiny shoes, a black
tie and black-rimmed glasses.
Ryuko sighed, Kuma was so smart. “I know, Kumagurou-sama,
but what am I to do?” Sakuma Ryuko watched in deep fascination
as Kumagurou’s face grew a weird look; a look that reminded
her deeply of her Uncle Tatsuha.
‘Hmmm’ Ryuko wondered, ‘could Kuma-chan be thinking
naughty thoughts, too?’
Ryuko shook off the weird feeling and approached her Daddies and
her best friend, Kuma-chan hanging by her hand, still whispering
those oh-so-naughty things at her. Ryuko sighed again; Kuma-chan
could be such a pervert.
As Ryuko appeared before her family and friend, her Daddy ran to
her and clung to her so strongly she thought she was going to burst
into little pieces of Ryu-chan.
“Daddy, please let me go! Save me, Papa!”
And he did. In the same second she had uttered the words “Save
me” her Papa had come to rescue her; which was actually no
more than a mask to hide away the fact that he too was running away
from Himeka, who was now crying at the loss of her gay-guys.
Ryuko watched as her Papa picked her Daddy off of her, and held
onto his much smaller hand.
“Shuichi,” Papa’s baritone voice seemed to echo
in the semi-silence (her Daddy was still sobbing). “What did
we say about suffocating our daughter?”
Daddy Shuichi hiccupped cutely before rubbing the back of his hand
against his eyes; his smiled a small nervous smile and clung slightly
to Papa Eiri’s side.
“Aahhh.. [nervous laugh].. to do?”
Ryuko giggled as her Papa hit his husband, her Daddy, over his
head before forcefully pushing him off of himself, and turning to
me, saying a quick goodbye and telling me that the next time I left
them alone even for one second with Himeka, I would be punished
severely. Then he picked up my Daddy, placed him over his shoulder
and carried him away to somewhere within our home.
Undoubtedly to the bedroom, Ryuko added in her mind.
And of course Himeka started drooling, begging her young brown-haired
friend to let her watch. ‘God,’ Ryuko thought wryly,
‘Himeka and Kuma-chan should start the Pervert Club…’
Though, she was sadly forced to abandon the issue, as such a Club
probably existed already under her Uncle Tatsuha’s management.
Himeka still whined and called her a bitch as Ryuko pulled her
away from her home.
“Come on, Hime-chan!” Ryuko exclaimed as the walked
down the street after Himeka had finally calmed down.
“If you wanna go, then let’s hurry up! I wanna be home
for dinner!”
Ryuko just rolled her eyes as Himeka started drooling again and
whispered a husky, “Yeah, me too…”
Such a pervert
The Yaoi Convention turned out to be much less of a bore than Ryuko
first had thought. There were lots of nice girls there too! But
there weren’t a lot of boys though, even most of sellers and
stuff were female… and there were lots of girls kissing and
hugging…
Ryuko felt weird. Was she enjoying this?
The day flew by, and by the time Ryuko had the sense to look at
her watch, it was already almost six thirty in the evening!
Feeling slightly lightheaded, Ryuko nudged Himeka – who was
talking to a bunch of giggly girls about some random Yaoi Anime
- and told her the time.
Whatever Ryuko thought Himeka’s reaction would be, it wasn’t
it. Himeka started bouncing up and down, yelling “Half an
hour to the MARATHON!” over and over, and then other girls
started mimicking her; bouncing up and down and up and down screaming
at the top of their lungs; “HALF AN HOUR TO THE MARATHON!”
Though, nor she nor Kumagurou knew what the “Marathon”
was, the bouncing seemed like fun, so they joined.
The Yaoi Marathon was a three hour showing of Anime; from the subtle
gentleness of Shounen-Ai, to hardcore Yaoi and some Shotoken to
top it all off.
Ryuko was munching her popcorn, happily enjoying the viewing of
Angel Sanctuary’s first OVA, feeling a very tingly feeling
at the pit of her stomach.
Next to her, Himeka had starting drooling back at the first screening,
when Level C had been featured.
Ryuko giggled mentally; if Hime-chan kept it up, she was going to
wet herself silly! She looked down at Kuma-chan, who nodded his
head in agreement.
As the night started to pass by slowly, Ryuko turned to look at
Himeka through the dim light of the last row; the viewing hall was
HUGE! It was cut into three sections of seats. One on the far right
side, one in the middle, and one on the far left side; each area
had seats going downwards, and the doors to the stadium were placed
at the end, near the large screen.
Ryuko and Himeka were sitting in the back row on the far left; there
were no one else near them.
When Ryuko asked Himeka why they were sitting so far back when the
rest of Himeka Yaoi-crazy Fangirls were sitting way in the front,
fighting over the “Prim Seats”, Himeka just shrugged
and said she liked being in the shadows on top.
Even though Himeka was acting a little weird, Ryuko shrugged it
off in favor of recapping the days’ other weird events. It
seemed that no matter where they went, if the Fangirls weren’t
screaming and jumping like lunatics, they were kissing each other.
Well, not all of them, but a large portion did.
It wasn’t as if Ryuko didn’t like seeing it, or as if
she thought it was revolting; if she learned anything from her parents
relationship on gender issues, it was that love was love no matter
what sex your partner was from.
The thing was that no matter how used Ryuko was to gay guys
she was not used to seeing gay girls. Her parents,
her friends; they were all or straight or male homosexuals. Which
was fine, but it made seeing lesbians a little odd.
Ryuko glanced at Himeka and berated herself; even if Himeka was
gay, and she thought that was not true, Ryuko as Hime-chan’s
friend should be able to accept and understand her.
As Ryuko sunk into her gay-musings, she faintly hear Kumagurou murmur
something about Hime-chan. Ryuko giggled and held him close, going
back to her odd thoughts.
Soft tender hands rubbed her tight, massaging the supple skin. Those
same delicate hands ran up her forearms and tangled their fingers
in soft brown hair, rubbing slightly as they ran through silky tresses.
Ryuko moaned as she realized that those were not thoughts which
roamed her mind, but actual happenings made by Himeka, who had somehow
relocated herself from her chair besides Ryuko to sitting on Ryuko’s
lap.
Ryuko looked down at Kumagurou and silently yelled at him for not
noticing and letting her drift off into her own world.
Ryuko’s eyebrow twitched at Kuma-chan’s answer; so that
was what he had whispered to her!
So preoccupied Ryuko was with hitting herself over the head with
Kumagurou, that when Himeka took the little pink bunny from her
hands, Ryuko was thrown down to the earth, remembering why she had
been trying to kill herself with Kumagurou in the first place.
“Hime… Himeka…” Ryuko mumbled shyly; what
was she to say?
“What, what are you doing?” Ryuko stared at Himeka in
an odd form of awe, as the young girl grinned at her and ran her
hands over Ryuko’s breasts.
“Why, Ryu-chan, all I am doing here is having some fun…
What else did you think?”
Ryuko was about to replay when Himeka attacked her lips with her
own, kissing her more fiercely than she had ever been kissed before.
Young virgin hands ran shyly against her best friend’s back,
rubbing there in small circles, basking in the small sighs and moans
her friend rewarded her with.
“Ooohh, Ryu-chan, you taste so good…”
Those soft lips attached themselves to hers again, and Ryuko moaned
in earnest; it felt so good being kissed by Himeka. And she wanted
this so very badly.
“Please, Hime-chan...” Ryuko’s begging was cut
short as Himeka ran her hand under Ryuko’s shirt, those soft
feminine hands moving towards her back and slowly unhooked her bra.
“But, but, what about all these people??” Ryuko begged
Himeka for an answer, her green eyes glimmering in the dark hall,
only illuminated by the large screen which was still displaying
erotic maleXmale scenes; though that fact seemed to have flown out
of Himeka’s mind, much to Ryuko’s surprise as she found
that that fact had abandoned her mind as well.
“There, there, Ryu-chan, don’t you worry that pretty
little head of yours; it’ll all be okay…” And
Ryuko couldn’t help but trust her best friend’s words,
as her shirt was stripped from her, closely followed by her skirt,
her boats and her socks.
Ryuko ran her hand experimentally over the two large bulges in Himeka’s
shirt, slowly kneading her fingers against the soft fabric of her
friend’s blouse.
It turned very evident that Himeka was in a hurry as she quickly
disposed herself of her blouse, her long-red dragon-rimmed skirt,
her knee-high boats, her bra and her panties; leaving her more naked
than Ryuko, as she still had her small panties on.
Ryuko took in the sight of Himeka; the girl was truly beautiful,
with her fake-black hair flowing across her shoulders, and her legs
spread wide on either side of Ryuko.
Ryuko felt something pulse somewhere within the deep solitude of
her inner body, feeling a buzz run through her groin.
She moaned slightly as Himeka gently got rid of her panties, and
left her as naked as her best friend. Naked and very much aroused.
Himeka ran her fingers across Ryuko’s nipples, her face flushing
bright red due to Ryuko’s breathy moans; no wonder her voice
was so desired by Seguchi Tohma, those moans could cause any man
or woman to go insane with lust.
Himeka moved closer to her friend, leaned over, and whispered in
her ear; “I want you, Ryu-chan”
Himeka moaned uncontrollably as Ryuko grabbed her back and pushed
her body up, crashing their bodies together, both of them grinding
into each other; both of them seeking for that one blessed release.
Himeka trailed a finger down Ryuko’s belly, stopping for
only a second to swirl the finger inside her friend’s belly;
a smile decorating her face at Ryuko’s childish giggle. As
Himeka’s hand cupped her crutch Ryuko emitted a slight scream
which was immediately muffled by Himeka’s kiss, as the younger
girl slowly ran a finger across the slit of Ryuko’s outer
lips, and then swiftly inserted her nimble finger into her older
friend’s heat.
Himeka continued to kiss Ryuko senseless as she plunged her finger
in and out of her warm body; her fingers turning slick with Ryuko’s
need.
Himeka, much to Ryuko’s delight, added yet another finger;
finger-fucking her best friend into a state of oblivion.
Ryuko slowly raised her hand and cupped Himeka’s left breast,
as her right hand traveled downward and along Himeka’s body,
stopping as she reached the other girl’s heat.
All it took was Himeka’s nod to send Ryuko’s virgin
fingers into her body, her fingers working in time to her friend’s.
Ryuko’s moves faltered slightly as Himeka ran her thumb across
Ryuko’s clit, sending the older girl into a spasm.
Knowing what as to come, Ryuko quickly mimicked her friend’s
actions, and pushing herself up and closer to Himeka, kissing the
other girl passionately whilst still continuing the actions made
by both her hands.
Ryuko couldn’t contain herself any longer as Himeka took
her other hand off of her breast and inserted another finger, behind
her other hand’s fingers, into her heat.
Ryuko’s body shook roughly and her back arched as her desire
took over her entire being, sending her into the darkness for a
few seconds before regaining her composer and using her tongue to
suck roughly on one of Himeka’s pert nipples; sending the
younger girl withering with pleasure as she came, as well.
The two teenage girls sat naked and satiated, with Ryuko (who had
somehow slipped down onto the floor, and consequently onto Himeka)
on Himeka’s lap, as the large screen finished the last Yaoi
Anime’s ending credits, and the many young girls slowly left
the auditorium; still talking in high pitched excited voices about
the cute gay guys they had just saw.
Ryuko and Himeka shared a smile, quickly got dressed and left the
hall swiftly as if nothing had happened; but that smile spoke of
feelings that words could never understand, and of emotions that
they could never convey.
~ End Flashback ~
Ryuko curled herself into a fetal position on her bed; her body
twitching as she remembered her best friend’s touches.
After they had left the hall, they were swarmed by their other friends
who asked about their absence; they could only shrug and say that
they had gone to worship the wonderful Yaoi scenes in the back,
and Ryuko couldn’t help but mentally correct both her and
her friend as she silently replaced the word Yaoi for Yuri, and
smirked; they were going to do that again very very soon.
And as Ryuko slowly drifted into unconsciousness, she thought she
heard the soft voice of Himeka whispering in her ear
“I want you, Ryu-chan” And she could have sworn she
had whispered back to her; “I want you too, Hime-chan.”
~ Owari ~
Glossary: Romaji words: Yaoi = MaleXMale relationships, usually sexually
descriptive.
Yuri = FemaleXFemale relationships, usually sexually descriptive.
Itai = Ouch/That hurt!
Baka = Idiot
Author Notes: Okay, when I wrote this I had really
very little information to go on about Yuri sex, except well the
obvious things which we all know.
My first ever Yuri fic, and probably not my last, since this one
was very fun to write! This also explains why the word “Heat”
was repeated so many times, I’m too lazy to make a variety.
I read this fic to get more info about Yuri; it’s a Gundam
Wing Yuri fic! Check it out! http://www.darkhuntress.com/miko_no_da/MW1/1Valkyries.html
Also I wanted to apologize about the brief changes in the point
of view; but it couldn’t be helped, they both Ryu-chan and
Hime-chan insisted. =^.^=
Last thing, in truth I did not plan to actually have Ryuko and Himeka
have sex, but oh well, it was fun anyway! ^^
Please review and check out more things I write!
Hope you enjoyed (*wink wink*)
Hitomi.
By Hitomi
