Before that moment is able to materialize, our heads are pulled apart, breaking the magic completely, returning us to the real world, where a certain green-haired beauty rips us apart from each other.
"Alright!" she states, and I swear irritation is lining her voice "Enough! That's enough for today!" She says so while still holding our faces with her hands. Her fingers are digging into my eyelids, that I have - thankfully - closed beforehand. I don't even want to ponder the ridiculousness of the situation, it would be too much for my mind to take. "What's with you, love birds, getting all touchy in front of other people? Sheesh!"
She sounds like a mother scolding her children for playing doctor and getting caught at it, which is perfectly understandable. I completely forgot about her during all this... all this thing that had suddenly spread it's reign over my actions.
"Gah--!" I can't help, but helplessly tumble backwards, into the water, when the hand that's been holding my face prisoner suddenly disappears. Water invades every hole in my head, filling it with panic. Panic I can vent only by jumping up, frantically, and wheezing all over the place, in search for the life-giving air. My eyes catch a glimpse of Reimu sitting down, looking resignated, covering her face with one hand. "Mima!" I turn to the 'mother' with grudge painted all over my face "What the hell was that for?!"
In response, she sends me a malicious frown.
"Weren't you just trying to take advantage of my shrine maiden?"
"I didn't see her resist." I remark, suddenly angry about the whole thing "And she felt-- I mean seemed," I quickly mitigate myself "Rather willing too."
"Ah." the ghost flies close to me, casting invisible daggers with her eyes. I persist in stubborn stillness. "So you dare to claim, that my good girl Reimu wanted to kiss a guy she's just met this morning?"
The urge to palm my face is barely resistible. I don't get it - wasn't she the one who practically threw her, or rather, threw me at her? Was she expecting something else? The plan has backfired, Mima, and now, you're simply trying to conceal the fact. How expected of you. Still--
"N-no!" but I'm not given the leisure to finish my thought "No-no-no-no-no, I mean--!" Both of us turn to Reimu, and the sight is breath-taking. Red all over, not only on the face, her blush spreads all the way to her shoulders, painting her body in an incredibly cute, red hue. She blinks a few times at our angry stares, but quickly snaps out of it. "I-I just lost it for a moment, I didn't--"
"Aha!" Mima cuts in "So you were angry at him doing it, weren't you!"
Wait, how does that prove anything?!
Reimu slumps down a little.
"I was more angry at myself..."
For fuck's sake, Mima, you cutting in every now and again isn't helping! Cut that out!
"That I..." the miko's voice drops to a whisper "...enjoyed it
That! Those were the words I've been waiting for! It's my win, AGAIN, Mima! Someone needs to change her socks, because I smell defeat!
Full of triumphant glee, I shove the ghost aside, and storm over to Reimu's side. She shuffles back a bit, but nothing can stand in my way, and thus I grasp her shoulder, as tightly, but at the same as gently as possible. Then, without caring for anything at all, I claim my prize. The very one I was denied a minute ago.
She flails her arms around, but I don't care. She tries to push me away, but I don't give a slightest damn. All that counts, are her lips, so warm, so soft, so tempting I find myself unable to resist their invitation.
It all ends with a swift punch to the chin.
My chin, of all chins of this world, by whatever judgement of bad luck, is knocked upwards, knocked away from the heavenly touch of Reimu's lips.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?!"
She seems to scream, but I cannot hear. The edge of the bath that somehow found itself on the way of my head rends me of the pleasure of hearing her voice.
The world fades to black.
I'm beginning to think I've got a rotten reputation in lady fortune's court.a
The first thing to visit my mind after waking up is that thought. Ridiculous. How many times has it been? Ah, am I even awake? Everything is black... Oh. It's just that the lights are off. It... it must be late night by now, if my inner biological clock is right.
With a groan, I pull myself from the embrace of the covers, and try to look around. Despite the darkness, I still recognize this place. Waking up here has gotten somewhat stale.
"I hold onto what I said about your choice of women, master." ah, and him. Right. Sid is laying just beside my matress, shining delicately in the darkness. "They're cute, but everything else... Acre's sewers, if not lower." Acre... I'm starting to wonder when exactly was he forged. His humour sense is medieval, that's for sure. "Well, not like I want to suggest anything, but... Hey, where are you going?"
"For a walk."
I throw the answer over my shoulder while opening the door. That's right, having slept during the day, although not completely by my own will, I can't help but feel full of energy - quite ironically. Sitting here idly or laying around would do no good. I'm... a bit nervous, thanks to what happened in the baths. At least my head gave up on aching, thank fuck for that. But as I'm about to step outside...
"H-hey!" Sid's voice reminds me of a puppy whose master left it in front of a store for a few minutes, to buy a few things without having to deal with an unruly dog "Don't leave me here, all alone!"
[ ] Fine. Take him.
[ ] No way. I want to calm down, not get even more irritated.
Telegramme style. Moved to my mother's place for a week. STOP. The neighbour still hasn't secured his wireless. STOP. I'll be able to update. STOP. Nearing an even I've been wanting to write for quite some time now. STOP. >>21781
I've already written for magazines without making anyone have sex. STOP. Though writing about people having sex does have that certain charm, I admit. STOP.