Akamatsuverse Untitled Tsuruko/Keitaro Fic
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GenocideHeart said:
Dark Knight Gafgar said:
Most villains also don't consider the idea of the hero having backup to come rescue him, and thus don't set up a trap to deliver the male rescuers to the shark pit and the female ones to a harem?
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In my defense, as it stands, it is my LONGEST single chapter I have ever written. Longer than even a few of my finished stories even. And I'm also at the part that, well, you could say can easily be screwed up if not done right. But that's why I will post it up when I get the chance. ^_^
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Well, just when I'm on the cusp of being complete with Chapter 1 (I'm litterally on the second to last scene for what I have planned for Chapter 1. With the last scene being relatively short compared to the others)... it is taking longer to write. <_< Sorry about that. But basically, this last bit, could either make or break this chapter. I'm not having any 'problem' persay but, well, I'm trying to keep the characters somewhat in character, induced by alcohol, without breaking hte bank. Right now, I'm trying to come up with what a drunk Tsuruko would do/say, as well as a not so drunk Keitaro. I won't spoil it... um, okay, I already did didn't I? But I'll add and say that, on one hand, it could be sweet, but will wind up in a situation like Hawk's "It isn't Enough" except with Tsuruko. Not exactly a dark fic, but it has dark moments in it.
And I really got to catch up on Ah! My Goddess manga so I could come up with even MORE story ideas! Um, I mean work on my current AMG fic! Of course, after I found YouTube, plus places where I can read Bleach and Naruto online... you get the picture. -_-
But I'll add and say that, on one hand, it could be sweet, but will wind up in a situation like Hawk's "It isn't Enough" except with Tsuruko. Not exactly a dark fic, but it has dark moments in it.And I really got to catch up on Ah! My Goddess manga so I could come up with even MORE story ideas!
Um, I mean work on my current AMG fic! Of course, after I found YouTube, plus places where I can read Bleach and Naruto online... you get the picture. -_--
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SimmyC said:
Well, just when I'm on the cusp of being complete with Chapter 1 (I'm litterally on the second to last scene for what I have planned for Chapter 1. With the last scene being relatively short compared to the others)... it is taking longer to write. <_< Sorry about that. But basically, this last bit, could either make or break this chapter. I'm not having any 'problem' persay but, well, I'm trying to keep the characters somewhat in character, induced by alcohol, without breaking hte bank. Right now, I'm trying to come up with what a drunk Tsuruko would do/say, as well as a not so drunk Keitaro. I won't spoil it... um, okay, I already did didn't I? But I'll add and say that, on one hand, it could be sweet, but will wind up in a situation like Hawk's "It isn't Enough" except with Tsuruko. Not exactly a dark fic, but it has dark moments in it.
And I really got to catch up on Ah! My Goddess manga so I could come up with even MORE story ideas! Um, I mean work on my current AMG fic! Of course, after I found YouTube, plus places where I can read Bleach and Naruto online... you get the picture. -_-
But I'll add and say that, on one hand, it could be sweet, but will wind up in a situation like Hawk's "It isn't Enough" except with Tsuruko. Not exactly a dark fic, but it has dark moments in it.And I really got to catch up on Ah! My Goddess manga so I could come up with even MORE story ideas!
Um, I mean work on my current AMG fic! Of course, after I found YouTube, plus places where I can read Bleach and Naruto online... you get the picture. -_-
Just my $0.02.
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This is it. The last secition of chapter 1! ^_^ Again, took me awhile to write as I tried to figure out how to approach this scene. If you have problems with it... tell me! There is a reason why I'm posting a preview after all. And that is so I can improve!
Grammar mistakes are to be expected. Again, did not proofread. Something I will do before putting it up finally. And than, I can work on my other fics. You know them. Mainly, my LONG delayed Eva fics. -_-
-Laterà
Break Room
Ring Ring.
ôZzzzzzzzàoh Naru, I didnÆt mean it when I ripped off all your clothesàzzzzzzzz.ö Keitaro mumbled as he slept as peacefully as he could on the couch. Shivering every once in a while as the coat he used as a blanket failed in keeping the cold out.
Ring Ring.
ôZzzzzzà and I donÆt know how it got in thereà zzzzzz.ö
Ring Ring.
ôHuh whaàö KeitaroÆs eyes slowly opened. The ringing from the nearby phone continued. He looked up and noticed the clock read 11:14 P.M. ôNow? Who could be on the phone?ö He then noticed where he was. ôOh yeah.ö He slowly got up from the couch and shook the last bits of sleepiness away. He picked up his crutches as he tried to hobble his way to the phone.
Ring Ring.
ôBut what could she want at this hour?ö Keitaro wondered. He was pretty sure that it was Tsuruko. Motoko and the others didnÆt bother using the phone for request, especially since no one would be in the break room in the first place. Heck, all they did if they needed something from him was to contact him in person, most likely his room since he spent an exorbitant amount of time there when he was studying to get into Todai.
Ring Ring.
ôI got it.ö Keitaro said as he picked up the receiver. He then cleared his throat as he tried to sound professional to whoever it was on the other side of the phone. ôManager Keitaro Urashima here. Is there anything I can get you?ö Keitaro said in as cheery of a voice he could muster. Though given that it sounded like Ben Stein on a good day, not much.
ôHello, Manager-san?ö The woman softly spoke on the other side of the line.
ôAoyama-san?ö Keitaro blinked fully awake at that moment. æShe sounds soàÆ He quickly shook off that notion as he tried to get back to his æprofessionalismÆ with his vast innà well, dormitory management skills. ôHow can I help you Aoyama-san?ö
ôYou do not need to be so formalà future brother-in-law,ö Tsuruko emphasized the last bit. Something in the tone made knots in KeitaroÆs stomach. ôNow, I justà I was wondering if you could give me more sake.ö
ôMore sake? Sureàö Keitaro than stopped himself as he repeated what he said. ôWait, more sake?ö First, it was amazing that Tsuruko was drinking sake in the first place, but æmoreÆ of it?
ôI had, acquired a few bottles from Konno-san.ö Tsuruko clarified.
ôIà Ià I see.ö Keitaro said as something dreadful about this entered slowly entered his mind. æThat explains how she got some sake before but, a few bottles? Why would she be drinking that many in the first place?Æ
ôManager-san?ö Tsuruko softly asked as Keitaro failed to speak for a few seconds.
ôHuh?ö Keitaro snapped out of his reflecting as he became aware that he was still on the phone. ôOh, yeah, um, let me check to see if I have any leftàö Keitaro placed the phone down on the counter as he hobbled towards the cabinets. ôSake? I remember putting eight bottles there. Chances are Kitsune raided them all anyways.ö As he opened the cabinet, a huge shock washed over him.
Three bottles of sake remained.
Keitaro couldnÆt believe his luck. Kitsune, left a few bottles behind? Even when he attempted to hide them from her, it had been far from successful. ôI guess I can get them for her.ö He then hobbled his way back to the phone. ôYeah, I have three bottles left!ö
ôThen can you give them all to me?ö Tsuruko softly answered. ôYou donÆt have to bother getting a cup since I already have one.ö
ôWha?ö KeitaroÆs mouth dropped. ôBut, those are the bigàö
ôThatÆs even better.ö Tsuruko again, softy replied.
KeitaroÆs mouth remained open for a few second. æNone of this is right!Æ He took a deep breath and gulped before he answered Tsuruko. ôI, I can do it. Though it will be a little hard with this legàö
ôOh.ö Tsuruko responded in a barely audible voice. ôThen IÆm, sorry to have troubled youàö
ôNO!ö Keitaro nearly yelled back into the phone. Still probably shocking the woman on the other side. ôI mean, um, Ià I will do it! As manager of the Hinata Sou, I canÆt let any of my tenants request go unanswered!ö
After the room descended into silence for a couple of seconds, Tsuruko spoke up. ôIf you insist, thenà I do have another request to make.ö
ôEh?ö Keitaro was still trying to figure out how he was going to carry three bottles of sake up to TsurukoÆs room. Now she has another request?
ôI would like your presence in my room.ö
ôEH?!ö Keitaro was now completely weirded out about this turn of events. He had initially planned to just leave the bottles at the door, knocking on the door to get her attention. But now, she wants him there?
ôI would just like, a little company for a while. ThatÆs all.ö Tsuruko added.
ôIà I can do that.ö Keitaro reluctantly agreed. To an extent, he didnÆt see any alternative to this. æHave to do this for Motoko!Æ ôUm, IÆll see you in a bit Aoyama-san.ö
ôThank you Keitaro.ö
Keitaro heard the click on the other side. He slowly dropped the phone as he tried to decipher why his name was spoken again.
-Laterà
Third Floor Hallway
By some miracle, something that would normally be rare for Keitaro, though this night seemed to be full of them, he was able to get to TsurukoÆs room without breaking a single bottle. By having two bottles under his free arm, and one being held in his free hand, this configuration was able to get them up to the third floor with ease. Well, maybe ease is not the right word. Especially with all the close calls, well, MORE than one close call. æSeems the stars were aligned just right so far.Æ
He took a deep sighed as he looked a head to see TsurukoÆs room. Room 305. æNow or never.Æ He lightly tapped on the door. ôUm, IÆm hereàö
ôCome in.ö Tsuruko softly ordered behind the door.
Room 305
After seeing that the door was unlocked, he carefully opened it, hoping that he wouldnÆt catch the woman on the other side in a certain state of undress. This was despite the fact that she called him in anyways. æWell, I guess IÆve been trained not to take anything for granted. I have plenty of bruises to remind me of that.Æ
ôIf you are concerned about my modesty, donÆt be. I am fully dressed.ö Tsuruko assured Keitaro, seemingly reading his mind.
This also caused Keitaro to again almost drop a bottle of sake. æDang! How did she do it?!Æ After recovering the bottle with some quick hand movement, Keitaro sighed and fully opened the door and entered.
In front of him was Tsuruko, sitting at the small table in the middle of the room. Her bird was sitting peacefully on a nearby cabinet. His eyes wondered around the room as he noted how sparse it was. æOf course, she never intended to stay the night. If everything went as she planned, she should have been in Kyoto by now with Motoko in hand. She also didnÆt bring a lot of belongings in the first place. Again, due to what she originally planned of course.Æ He then noted what Tsuruko was doing, and his eyes widened considerably. As unlikely as it had seemed, she was drinking sake. In fact, it appeared that she already had three bottles of it already. Until now, he never saw her as a drinker. Especially if you think of her as a more level headed woman that Motoko. æOf course, even Motoko drank a few times. Though it was due more to peer pressure than anything. Still, I never imagined her sister like this!Æ
ôI apologize for the request when you are in that condition Manager-san.ö Tsuruko said, downing another cup full of sake. Her face just a little red from what she had already drank.
ôDonÆt worry about that! I am happy to do my job as manager no matter what state IÆm in! Hehehe!ö Keitaro said in a reassuring, almost playful tone. As his laughter died down, he started to see the condition that Tsuruko was in after three bottles of sake. It appeared that she could hold her own, and, with the exception of a noticeable redness in her cheeks, and a slight, VERY slight slurring, she could almost pass off as sober. æShe could give Kitsune a run for her money in a sake drinking contest!Æ
ôCome and sit Manager-san. Or should I say Keitaro since youÆre going to be my brother-in-law correct?ö Tsuruko menacingly glared at Keitaro.
ôUmàö Keitaro slowly placed down the bottles as he slowly sat down on the other end of the table. He started to tremble slightly as he caught the accusational tone in her voice. ôI guess?ö
ôExcept youÆre not marrying my sister, are you? Manager-san.ö Tsuruko said as she downed another cup of sake.
BOOM! KeitaroÆs mind exploded as realization sank in on what Tsuruko was saying. His mouth was left hanging, as he was unable to come up with a comeback. æBusted! What am I going to do?Æ
Tsuruko focused her eyes on Keitaro. Never wavering even with all the alcohol flowing in her system. ôHave nothing to say to that Manager-san? I knowàit was all a lie! A show as Motoko put it, right?ö
Keitaro was trembling. Motoko would have to leave, and it was all because of him! Well, it was possible that when Motoko spilled the beans, she found out that way. But he was still to blame for that right?
ôYou donÆt have to concern yourself, I probably wonÆt take her back now.ö Tsuruko sighed as she opened one of the new bottles Keitaro brought and poured herself a new cup.
Keitaro felt relieved after hearing those words, which would not go unnoticed by Tsuruko. He opened his mouth to thank her when she continued.
ôBut if she loses to a challenge by me, proving her own words that she was not ready, then I will though, strip her of the sword and make her just a common woman.ö Tsuruko coolly said as she downed yet another cup of sake. ôShe will be bared from stepping foot on the school from that point on.ö
KeitaroÆs mouth fell open. æOh no! What will I do? Her whole life was to be as great of a swordswoman as she can be! What will this do to her?!Æ As KeitaroÆs body trembling, he had to do something. Anything! Finally, he rose to his feet. ôYou canÆt do that! I mean all she needed was a little more time! With a little more time she can prove that she can inherit the dojo! YouÆll see!ö
Tsuruko eyed Keitaro as a smirked appeared across her face. ôAnd what makes you say that a little more time will make her equal to me? If she was truly dedicated to her studies, she should have surpassed me by now!ö
ôWellàö Keitaro racked his brain as he tried to come up with a retort to that. ôYou could blame me! If I didnÆt distract her from her studies, then she could umàö
Tsuruko shook her head. ôIt was of her own undoing. And you are forgetting the one offense? She lied to me. How could I trust her to run the dojo if she doesnÆt even trust me?ö
ôItÆs not that!ö Keitaro, feeling the need to defend Motoko against these attacks, retorted. ôItÆs just thatà she was afraid of you.ö æI hope Motoko doesnÆt kill me when she hears about this!Æ
ôReally?ö Tsuruko said in a near condescending tone. She placed her cup down and rested held chin on her hand. ôNow why would she be afraid of me?ö
ôSheàö Keitaro slowly dropped down and sat down. ôShe just wanted to live up to your expectations. To be, just like you. To match your skill level! When sheà when it seemed like she couldnÆt live up to that expectation, she ran away.ö Keitaro broke eye contact with Tsuruko and looked to the side. ôButà she continued to train in order to leave up to that dream. To be the best swordswoman that you would find worthy.ö
For a few seconds, neither party spoke. Tsuruko didnÆt change positions throughout this as she contemplated KeitaroÆs word.
Finally, Tsuruko broke the silence. ôTell me Keitaro, if you had to marry my sister in order for her own ædreamÆ to continue, would you do it? Even at the expense of your own dream?ö
ôWhat?ö Keitaro looked up, caught off guard by that question.
ôThere is one way that this ælieÆ can be rectified.ö Tsuruko sat back up, and started drinking again. ôAnd thatà and that is to marry my sister correct?ö
KeitaroÆs mind went into overdrive. A picture of Naru flashed before him. æBut what aboutà but she was never really my girlfriend when I made the confession was she? And I already fulfilled the promise to get into Todai together. Heh.Æ
ôIs your hesitation a no?ö Tsuruko added as she downed another cup of sake.
KeitaroÆs head dropped, before he looked up, full of self-confidence and zeal. ôYes! I will marry her. Even ifà even if I had to put my own dreams on hold, or even if those dreams will be forever unfulfilled, I will do it!ö
Tsuruko swallowed the amount of sake, before she looked up into his eyes. Keitaro would note that they appeared to be, warm. ôKeitaroà youÆd do that even at the expense of your own happiness. YouÆre a better man than you give yourself credit. Better than most men I know.ö
ôEh?ö Keitaro eyes widened. He then sank his head down a bit and chuckled. ôWell, I guess thatÆs just the way I am. Even if I have to, I wonÆt let any of my tenants down. Including Motoko. No matter what. But IÆm not sure IÆm better than most men! I meanà your husbandàö
TsurukoÆs face instantly hardens as she poured another cup of sake. ôKeitaro, let me tell you a secretàö
KeitaroÆs eyes widened as realization struck. æWait! Is this why sheÆs drinking this much?Æ
ôBut firstàö After pouring another cup of sake, she slid it across the table towards Keitaro. ôHave a drink! I canÆt be the only one drinking here!ö Tsuruko said in a nearly cheery tone.
ôEH?!ö Keitaro said as he sees the sake cup in front of him. He can now guess the current maximum limit for Tsuruko before she becomes noticeably drunk. Three bottles and a half of sake. He also had the sneaking suspicion that this wonÆt end well for him if he stayed. ôUm, maybe tomorrow! You see, I have to go andàö
Tsuruko in a flash, whipped her sword out of its sheath, and pointed the blade at KeitaroÆs neck. ôI insist you stay!ö
Keitaro could feel the cold steel centimeters from his neck. This was enough for him to say his next option. ôYou know, I think I could stay for a while! Hehehe.ö He slowly reached for the cup as the blade withdrew from his neck.
Tsuruko placed down the sword and smiled at him. ôGreat! Now hurry up and drink!ö
Keitaro was a little worried about this sudden change in Tsuruko. Of course, he was more worried about his own life. After all, a sword wielding drunk woman was not a pretty sight. So, he did the only thing he could do at the moment. Smile and endure. Or, in this case, smile, and down a cup of sake.
Tsuruko grinned as she grabbed the bottle from the table. ôNow, you need another cup Maaaaaannnnaaagggeeeer-san!ö
ôAnother one?ö Keitaro asked hoping for it not to be the case.
Tsuruko narrowed her eyes as her free hand slowly made its way to the hilt of her sword.
ôAnother one sounds great!ö Keitaro smiled brightly. As soon Tsuruko refilled the cup, he quickly downed it, much to the delight of the swordswoman.
ôNow you should have anotheràö Tsuruko grin deepened.
ôUmàö Keitaro was afraid that this could go on all night. Something he was most certainly afraid of. ôBut what about you? DonÆt you want some more?ö Keitaro shakily offered the cup to her. He would normally not encourage drinking, especially to someone who certainly appeared to have had enough. But in this one case, he was going to chance it for his own sake.
ôCup?ö Tsuruko lightly shook her head. ôI donÆt need no cup when I have this!ö Tsuruko began drinking straight from the bottle. While her motor skills have definitely deteriorated, she was still able to sit upright and not waver from side to side much. She even held some semblance of coherent thought. Although now doesnÆt seem to be the case.
æShit.Æ Keitaro thought as he realized, his idea of trying to defuse the situation, might have actually made it worse. ôUm, wait wait wait! I want more I want more I want more! Hehehe!ö
Tsuruko removed the bottle from her mouth. ôYou have a long way to go Manageràsan!ö She quickly refilled the cup Keitaro was holding.
And Keitaro drank it down just as quickly. This continued for a few more cups, and Keitaro was starting to feel the affects of it. æI need to come up with something fast before I get too drunk myself.Æ Then, he remembered what Tsuruko wanted to say before this deviation. Before Tsuruko poured him another drink, Keitaro spoke. ôUm, Aoyama-san, about that um, secret you wanted to tell me?ö In reality, given that she was like this, he really did not want to hear it. He suspected that she might regret doing so in the morning. But, if it gets her to stop pouring him drink, this could stop the situation from getting too out of control. Heck, if he was lucky, he could quickly escape before she noticed!
Which given TsurukoÆs next action proves once again why Keitaro was the unluckiest guy in Tokyo. Tsuruko stopped her pouring and met KeitaroÆs eyes. The smile that she had developed during this slowly faded. ôVery well. IÆll tell youàö She then leaned across the table, shattering the sake bottle as she threw it across the room, and wound up over Keitaro, pinning him down. She leaned in close to KeitaroÆs face, causing said man to blush. ôIÆm not only here because I wanted to bring Motoko back.ö
ôUhà itÆs not?ö Keitaro said a little surprised by this. All the while, trying to move his arms away. However, as intoxicated as Tsuruko was, she apparently did not lose any of her strength. And this meant Keitaro was trapped under the older woman.
Tsuruko shook her head. ôYou seeà Manager-san, my marriageà isnÆt at all what it seemed.ö
ôWhat?ö Keitaro said, though he had suspected as much. Still, he wanted to be anywhere but here.
ôYes.ö Tsuruko said as her eyes noticeably shimmered as tears threatened to fall. ôMy husbandà he isnÆtà he wasnÆtà the man I had fallen in love had changed since our wedding.ö
Keitaro could feel a pit of sadness welling up in him after hearing this. A part of him said that this was all the information he needed, wanted to know. But he couldnÆt help but probe a little more. ôDo you mind telling me about him?ö
Tsuruko said sadly. She momentarily looked away from Keitaro. ôHe was a wonderful man when we first met. He was kind, sweet, and caring.ö She then chuckled a bit as a memory came back to her. ôHe could never properly hold a sword, but I never cared about that. I loved him all the same.ö
Keitaro cast his eyes down. ôWhat happened?ö
ôI donÆt know.ö Tsuruko said as a single tear fell from her eye. ôAfter a year, heà changed. He wasnÆt the warm man that I had married. Heà we became distant. He would go off on long business trips, and when he returned, I could barely get any conversation out of him. I donÆt know what IÆve done wrong!ö Tears began to freely flow down her face.
æI hate seeing a woman cry.Æ Keitaro thought, as the only thing he wanted now more than ever was to comfort the woman in front of him. Hold her in his arms ifà well, if he could get a hand free of course. But right now, he tried the next best thing. ôDonÆt worry! I think everything in the end will turn out right! IÆm sure your husband is just busy! IÆm sure you two will be able to work it out!ö
ôHeheheàö Tsuruko slightly chuckled through her tears. ôYou have more hope for my marriage than I do.ö
ôDonÆtà donÆt say thatàö Keitaro frantically said as for some odd reason, TsurukoÆs grip seemed to tighten at that point. ôIÆm sure your husband is still the man you married! IÆm sure that heÆs justà busy thatÆs all! After all, no one would intentionally hurt someone as beautiful andà and wonderful as you!ö
ôManageràsan?ö TsurukoÆs wiped the tears from her eyes. Her eyes warmed at those words.
æIÆm free!Æ Keitaro said as he could feel the weight against his left arm disappear. æNow I canàÆ Suddenly, he noticed something about TsurukoÆs eyes. Once, they seemed to be filled with great sadness. But nowà
At that moment, Tsuruko gently caressed KeitaroÆs face.
This caused said man to blush as he tried to assess what Tsuruko was doing. ôAoyama-san?ö
ôYouÆre a good man Keitaro.ö Tsuruko said as she started to lean her tear stained face down to his. ôA good man.ö
At that moment their lips met.
KeitaroÆs eyes nearly bulged out of his sockets, too stunned to move. Once the gears in his heads started moving again, he noted a few things. How wonderful her soft lips were to his. How warm he felt being with her at that moment. How the world seemed to stop rotating by this action.
And how incredibly WRONG this was.
With his free hand, Keitaro frantically started pushing at Tsuruko, even with her strength, he was about to break the kiss. After a few pants, he tried to take command. ôWhat are youàö
He didnÆt get to finish his sentence as Tsuruko crashed her lips against his again. Keitaro again tried wildly to push the older and stronger woman off of him, but she suddenly pinned his free arm down. He could feel TsurukoÆs tongue probing his mouth. Fearing what would happen if he allowed entry, he kept his mouth completely shut. He could still smell the alcohol that was all over her breath. æThis is wrong, this is wrong, this is wrong!Æ
After what seemed like an eternity, Tsuruko broke the kiss again, allowing said man to breath.
He looked back at Tsuruko. His eyes widened as he saw her eyes. They were full of lust and desire. And her target was him! Tsuruko was definitely not herself. ôAoyama-sanàthis isnÆt right! You knowàö
Tsuruko placed her hand on his mouth. ôI need you!ö She then consumed his lips again, and rolled him over a few times. In the process, they knocked over the table and shattering a few of the bottles behind her.
All the while, Keitaro was doing everything in his power to push her away. But each time he tried to break free from TsurukoÆs grip, she only tighten her hold on him. Keitaro was afraid that he might find himself with two broken arms at the end of this. Thinking of a different strategy, Keitaro reluctantly stopped putting up a struggle.
This had the intended results as Tsuruko loosened her grip. She then broke her lustful kiss and rose to a near sitting position above him.
Keitaro was panting hard. ôAoà Aoyaà Tsuruko!ö
Tsuruko cocked her head as she began to scrutinize KeitaroÆs face. Her head moving ever so slightly from side to side as the affects of the sake remained greatly in effect. ôSo you know my name! IÆm so happy!ö
ôUhàö KeitaroÆs words were caught in mouth momentarily.
ôIÆm going to make you happyà Keiiiiiitaro.ö TsurukoÆs kimono slowly opened up, and began to fall from her shoulders.
KeitaroÆs eyes widened as he took in the sight in front of him. While he had seen a lot of naked flesh before, this wasà different! Well, first, she wasnÆt quite naked yet since she still had the wraps covering her breast. But still, her form clearing mostly showing, as well as a significant amount of skin exposed, it was one of the few times Keitaro was able to fully take in the sight without getting sent flying. It was a truly erotic view he would admit. At the moment, he felt like he was in heaven since Tsuruko was truly a gorgeous womanà
And a very MARRIED and DRUNK woman at that!
Keitaro knew he was on a collision course with disaster! And whatÆs worse, his body was responding to it! æNot only her marriage, and what Motoko would do to me when she finds out but, what about Naru?! Oh god! I have to do something!Æ What he considered his next course of action he hated. He really hated to do it. But so far, nothing he did worked. And if the others hear it, it might be a blessing in disguise. He would be in extreme pain if that happened, but if this is whatÆs going to stop this from turning into a truely inescapable nightmare, then so be it. Keitaro prepared to raise his voice. ôTSURUKO! STOP! YOU DONàö
Tsuruko forcibly covered KeitaroÆs mouth and leaned in close. ôNow now nowwwwwww. You donÆt want others to find out do you?ö She then leaned in close to him. ôOr do you?ö She quickly removed her hand and kissed him hard. His shocked expression didnÆt help for her tongue was able to find entry. She moaned passionately into KeitaroÆs mouth.
In a twisted sense, this felt good to Keitaro. TOO good! Keitaro was becoming desperate. He has to stop this immediately! He certainly wasnÆt drunk enough to think this was right in any circumstance. He decided to do another thing he never did to woman. In his desperation, with his free hand, Keitaro grabbed TsurukoÆs hair and pulled it back hard.
ôOh.ö Tsuruko said as she only moved her head slightly, just enough to break the kiss. A grin appeared on her face. ôSo, thatÆs the way you like it.ö She then grabbed the offending hand and started to squeeze. ôDonÆt worry, there will be plenty of that!ö
ôNànmph!ö Keitaro protest was muffled as Tsuruko forcibly kissed him again.
-The next morningà
As the sun shined through the window, Keitaro slowly opened his eyes. As his mind eliminated the last bit of haze of sleepiness, the memories of last night filled in the void, his eyes shot open.
While he was now fully awake, he knew the nightmare has just begun.
His mind was torn in two as he tried to assess what to do. æIà I had sex with TsurukoÆs sister! I tried to stop it but sheà she was all over me!Æ Keitaro examined the room he was in. Somehow, they were able to make it to the futon that was set out for her. In the next room, he could see parts of the sake bottles and the overturned table there. At the foot of the bed, he could see his torn shirt and what remained of his boxers after TsurukoÆs frantic attempt to get them off. Keitaro then noticed a soft rhythmic sound that coincided with a slight ticking feeling on his chest. That was also when he noticed where his right arm was resting on. Or more like, whom it was embracing. He looked down and saw a mass of long soft black hair. Tsuruko! Resting completely over him, and naked as the day she was born. æOh god! What now?Æ Suddenly, realization hit him. æWait! If I didnÆt want to do it thanà was ità was ità raà raà NO! It was all my fault! I was the sober one! Well not quite sober, butà butà I wasnÆtàÆ
Suddenly, the woman he was embracing slowly started to murmur. ôMmmph.ö
Keitaro froze after the movement. Sweat began to pour down his face. æOh god oh god oh god! What am I going to do? What can I say? What?!Æ
TsurukoÆs eyes fluttered open. ôUh. Whatà happened?ö Her head was spinning due to the massive headache she was now experiencing. ôWhat happened last night? Oh my head.ö æThatÆs the last time IÆm drinking that much.Æ Tsuruko thought as realization struck her about where her head was currently resting on. ôAnd why does thisà pillow feelà differentàö Suddenly, she noted that the pillowÆs surface had a very, skin like feel to it. It even had bumps, andà hair? ôWhatà whatàTetsuo?ö As she cautiously looked up, the man she was looking at wasnÆt her husband, but someone else. Her eyes widened in horror at the sight she saw. ôManà Manà Manager-san?!ö
Keitaro was trembling in absolute fear. Tears threatened to fall as he forcibly nodded his head.
ôAGGGGH!!!ö Tusruko gave a horrified yelp, and leaped off Keitaro and scrambled backwards. She then noticed her current state of undress; she grabbed the blanket off of Keitaro to preserve some modesty.
Keitaro, who himself was naked, scrambled to the nearest corner and grabbed what remained of his clothes to cover up his own modesty. He grabbed his now cracked glasses as tears began to flow freely down his checks.
Tsuruko was trembling. ôWhy? What does thisàö Suddenly, the memories of last night began to surface. Her eyes widen in horror. æWHAT HAVE I DONE?!Æ She then focused on the trembling boy in the corner. She began to feel sick to her stomach as the nightmare took root. Tears started to well up in her eyes. ôManà Keitaroàö
ôIÆM SO SORRY!ö Keitaro yelled through his tears.
ôKeitaroà noàö TsurukoÆs face was now streaked in tears as she reached a hand out to him.
At that moment, the sound of feet pounding on the wooden floors outside the room could be heard. And a voice, a voice called out from there as the footsteps neared. ôAneue! What happened?! IÆm here!ö
Keitaro knew what this meant. æOh godàÆ
Motoko breaks down the door, sword in hand. ôAneue! Are you alàö Her eyes widened at the horror that she sees in front of her. There was an overturned table, broken sake bottles. In the corner was Keitaro Urashima, naked and crying. æWhat? What is heàÆ She than saw her sisterà
Tsuruko looked back at Motoko, naked and her face streaked by tears.
A horrified expression washed over Motoko. ôNoà it canÆt beàö The sake, their state of dress, her sisterÆs expression, Keitaro, it was all adding up to a sickening conclusion. Her hand started to tremble as fury began to take over. ôUrashima-sanà youà you did all this did you? Thisà HOW COULD YOU YOU MONSTER!!!ö Motoko unsheathed her sword as her eyes burned with tears.
Kitsune strolled right into the room. ôWhoa! WhatÆs all the commotionàö Her words died in her mouth as she saw the state of the room, as well as the current occupants in it.
ôItÆs not whatàö Keitaro could only lower his head. æNo. ItÆs exactly what you think!Æ Keitaro wailed as he awaited his fate. æIÆm so sorry.Æ
ôYou got my sister drunk, and you took advantage of her!ö Motoko took a step forward. Her eyes were now cold as she gripped her sword tightly. She was not holding back now. ôUrashimaà I WILL ERASE YOUR EXISTENCE!!!ö
Keitaro could only shut his eyes as he prepared to be skewered. All he could hope for now was that she showed some mercy and did it quickly.
CLING!
Keitaro winced at the loud sound of the sword making contact withà wait, another sword? Keitaro slowly opened his eye and was shocked to see what was in front of him.
TsurukoÆs sword immobilized MotokoÆs sword, which was only mere inches from his head.
Tsuruko, now naked with the exception of her sword, glared down at Motoko.
MotokoÆs face, once washed with pure rage, was now showing confusion. ôAneue! Why did you stop me?! You know what this man did toàö
ôThe one you should be striking is me.ö Tsuruko coolly said.
ôWhat? I donÆt understand! What do youàö MotokoÆs mouth started to quiver as a new thought, a much more ominous one, entered her mind. ôAneue! No! Heà Urashimaà Kietaroàö
TsurukoÆs cold stare gave way as more tears fell down her face.
ôNoà itÆs a lie.ö Motoko said as the rage she once felt was dissipating. Now replaced with horrid realization. ôItÆs a LIE!ö Motoko yelled at the top of her lungs. The sword fell from her hands lost its hold. She sank to her knees as she tried in vain to deny this new reality. ôThis isnÆt happeningàö
The Hinata Sou will never be the same.
-------End of Chapter 1
This isn't a dark fic. But it will have dark elements to it. Oh, and I'm thinking about calling this fic "Fallen Blade". What do you think? Have a better suggestion? I'm all ears... um, eyes?
Grammar mistakes are to be expected. Again, did not proofread. Something I will do before putting it up finally. And than, I can work on my other fics. You know them. Mainly, my LONG delayed Eva fics. -_-
-Laterà
Break Room
Ring Ring.
ôZzzzzzzzàoh Naru, I didnÆt mean it when I ripped off all your clothesàzzzzzzzz.ö Keitaro mumbled as he slept as peacefully as he could on the couch. Shivering every once in a while as the coat he used as a blanket failed in keeping the cold out.
Ring Ring.
ôZzzzzzà and I donÆt know how it got in thereà zzzzzz.ö
Ring Ring.
ôHuh whaàö KeitaroÆs eyes slowly opened. The ringing from the nearby phone continued. He looked up and noticed the clock read 11:14 P.M. ôNow? Who could be on the phone?ö He then noticed where he was. ôOh yeah.ö He slowly got up from the couch and shook the last bits of sleepiness away. He picked up his crutches as he tried to hobble his way to the phone.
Ring Ring.
ôBut what could she want at this hour?ö Keitaro wondered. He was pretty sure that it was Tsuruko. Motoko and the others didnÆt bother using the phone for request, especially since no one would be in the break room in the first place. Heck, all they did if they needed something from him was to contact him in person, most likely his room since he spent an exorbitant amount of time there when he was studying to get into Todai.
Ring Ring.
ôI got it.ö Keitaro said as he picked up the receiver. He then cleared his throat as he tried to sound professional to whoever it was on the other side of the phone. ôManager Keitaro Urashima here. Is there anything I can get you?ö Keitaro said in as cheery of a voice he could muster. Though given that it sounded like Ben Stein on a good day, not much.
ôHello, Manager-san?ö The woman softly spoke on the other side of the line.
ôAoyama-san?ö Keitaro blinked fully awake at that moment. æShe sounds soàÆ He quickly shook off that notion as he tried to get back to his æprofessionalismÆ with his vast innà well, dormitory management skills. ôHow can I help you Aoyama-san?ö
ôYou do not need to be so formalà future brother-in-law,ö Tsuruko emphasized the last bit. Something in the tone made knots in KeitaroÆs stomach. ôNow, I justà I was wondering if you could give me more sake.ö
ôMore sake? Sureàö Keitaro than stopped himself as he repeated what he said. ôWait, more sake?ö First, it was amazing that Tsuruko was drinking sake in the first place, but æmoreÆ of it?
ôI had, acquired a few bottles from Konno-san.ö Tsuruko clarified.
ôIà Ià I see.ö Keitaro said as something dreadful about this entered slowly entered his mind. æThat explains how she got some sake before but, a few bottles? Why would she be drinking that many in the first place?Æ
ôManager-san?ö Tsuruko softly asked as Keitaro failed to speak for a few seconds.
ôHuh?ö Keitaro snapped out of his reflecting as he became aware that he was still on the phone. ôOh, yeah, um, let me check to see if I have any leftàö Keitaro placed the phone down on the counter as he hobbled towards the cabinets. ôSake? I remember putting eight bottles there. Chances are Kitsune raided them all anyways.ö As he opened the cabinet, a huge shock washed over him.
Three bottles of sake remained.
Keitaro couldnÆt believe his luck. Kitsune, left a few bottles behind? Even when he attempted to hide them from her, it had been far from successful. ôI guess I can get them for her.ö He then hobbled his way back to the phone. ôYeah, I have three bottles left!ö
ôThen can you give them all to me?ö Tsuruko softly answered. ôYou donÆt have to bother getting a cup since I already have one.ö
ôWha?ö KeitaroÆs mouth dropped. ôBut, those are the bigàö
ôThatÆs even better.ö Tsuruko again, softy replied.
KeitaroÆs mouth remained open for a few second. æNone of this is right!Æ He took a deep breath and gulped before he answered Tsuruko. ôI, I can do it. Though it will be a little hard with this legàö
ôOh.ö Tsuruko responded in a barely audible voice. ôThen IÆm, sorry to have troubled youàö
ôNO!ö Keitaro nearly yelled back into the phone. Still probably shocking the woman on the other side. ôI mean, um, Ià I will do it! As manager of the Hinata Sou, I canÆt let any of my tenants request go unanswered!ö
After the room descended into silence for a couple of seconds, Tsuruko spoke up. ôIf you insist, thenà I do have another request to make.ö
ôEh?ö Keitaro was still trying to figure out how he was going to carry three bottles of sake up to TsurukoÆs room. Now she has another request?
ôI would like your presence in my room.ö
ôEH?!ö Keitaro was now completely weirded out about this turn of events. He had initially planned to just leave the bottles at the door, knocking on the door to get her attention. But now, she wants him there?
ôI would just like, a little company for a while. ThatÆs all.ö Tsuruko added.
ôIà I can do that.ö Keitaro reluctantly agreed. To an extent, he didnÆt see any alternative to this. æHave to do this for Motoko!Æ ôUm, IÆll see you in a bit Aoyama-san.ö
ôThank you Keitaro.ö
Keitaro heard the click on the other side. He slowly dropped the phone as he tried to decipher why his name was spoken again.
-Laterà
Third Floor Hallway
By some miracle, something that would normally be rare for Keitaro, though this night seemed to be full of them, he was able to get to TsurukoÆs room without breaking a single bottle. By having two bottles under his free arm, and one being held in his free hand, this configuration was able to get them up to the third floor with ease. Well, maybe ease is not the right word. Especially with all the close calls, well, MORE than one close call. æSeems the stars were aligned just right so far.Æ
He took a deep sighed as he looked a head to see TsurukoÆs room. Room 305. æNow or never.Æ He lightly tapped on the door. ôUm, IÆm hereàö
ôCome in.ö Tsuruko softly ordered behind the door.
Room 305
After seeing that the door was unlocked, he carefully opened it, hoping that he wouldnÆt catch the woman on the other side in a certain state of undress. This was despite the fact that she called him in anyways. æWell, I guess IÆve been trained not to take anything for granted. I have plenty of bruises to remind me of that.Æ
ôIf you are concerned about my modesty, donÆt be. I am fully dressed.ö Tsuruko assured Keitaro, seemingly reading his mind.
This also caused Keitaro to again almost drop a bottle of sake. æDang! How did she do it?!Æ After recovering the bottle with some quick hand movement, Keitaro sighed and fully opened the door and entered.
In front of him was Tsuruko, sitting at the small table in the middle of the room. Her bird was sitting peacefully on a nearby cabinet. His eyes wondered around the room as he noted how sparse it was. æOf course, she never intended to stay the night. If everything went as she planned, she should have been in Kyoto by now with Motoko in hand. She also didnÆt bring a lot of belongings in the first place. Again, due to what she originally planned of course.Æ He then noted what Tsuruko was doing, and his eyes widened considerably. As unlikely as it had seemed, she was drinking sake. In fact, it appeared that she already had three bottles of it already. Until now, he never saw her as a drinker. Especially if you think of her as a more level headed woman that Motoko. æOf course, even Motoko drank a few times. Though it was due more to peer pressure than anything. Still, I never imagined her sister like this!Æ
ôI apologize for the request when you are in that condition Manager-san.ö Tsuruko said, downing another cup full of sake. Her face just a little red from what she had already drank.
ôDonÆt worry about that! I am happy to do my job as manager no matter what state IÆm in! Hehehe!ö Keitaro said in a reassuring, almost playful tone. As his laughter died down, he started to see the condition that Tsuruko was in after three bottles of sake. It appeared that she could hold her own, and, with the exception of a noticeable redness in her cheeks, and a slight, VERY slight slurring, she could almost pass off as sober. æShe could give Kitsune a run for her money in a sake drinking contest!Æ
ôCome and sit Manager-san. Or should I say Keitaro since youÆre going to be my brother-in-law correct?ö Tsuruko menacingly glared at Keitaro.
ôUmàö Keitaro slowly placed down the bottles as he slowly sat down on the other end of the table. He started to tremble slightly as he caught the accusational tone in her voice. ôI guess?ö
ôExcept youÆre not marrying my sister, are you? Manager-san.ö Tsuruko said as she downed another cup of sake.
BOOM! KeitaroÆs mind exploded as realization sank in on what Tsuruko was saying. His mouth was left hanging, as he was unable to come up with a comeback. æBusted! What am I going to do?Æ
Tsuruko focused her eyes on Keitaro. Never wavering even with all the alcohol flowing in her system. ôHave nothing to say to that Manager-san? I knowàit was all a lie! A show as Motoko put it, right?ö
Keitaro was trembling. Motoko would have to leave, and it was all because of him! Well, it was possible that when Motoko spilled the beans, she found out that way. But he was still to blame for that right?
ôYou donÆt have to concern yourself, I probably wonÆt take her back now.ö Tsuruko sighed as she opened one of the new bottles Keitaro brought and poured herself a new cup.
Keitaro felt relieved after hearing those words, which would not go unnoticed by Tsuruko. He opened his mouth to thank her when she continued.
ôBut if she loses to a challenge by me, proving her own words that she was not ready, then I will though, strip her of the sword and make her just a common woman.ö Tsuruko coolly said as she downed yet another cup of sake. ôShe will be bared from stepping foot on the school from that point on.ö
KeitaroÆs mouth fell open. æOh no! What will I do? Her whole life was to be as great of a swordswoman as she can be! What will this do to her?!Æ As KeitaroÆs body trembling, he had to do something. Anything! Finally, he rose to his feet. ôYou canÆt do that! I mean all she needed was a little more time! With a little more time she can prove that she can inherit the dojo! YouÆll see!ö
Tsuruko eyed Keitaro as a smirked appeared across her face. ôAnd what makes you say that a little more time will make her equal to me? If she was truly dedicated to her studies, she should have surpassed me by now!ö
ôWellàö Keitaro racked his brain as he tried to come up with a retort to that. ôYou could blame me! If I didnÆt distract her from her studies, then she could umàö
Tsuruko shook her head. ôIt was of her own undoing. And you are forgetting the one offense? She lied to me. How could I trust her to run the dojo if she doesnÆt even trust me?ö
ôItÆs not that!ö Keitaro, feeling the need to defend Motoko against these attacks, retorted. ôItÆs just thatà she was afraid of you.ö æI hope Motoko doesnÆt kill me when she hears about this!Æ
ôReally?ö Tsuruko said in a near condescending tone. She placed her cup down and rested held chin on her hand. ôNow why would she be afraid of me?ö
ôSheàö Keitaro slowly dropped down and sat down. ôShe just wanted to live up to your expectations. To be, just like you. To match your skill level! When sheà when it seemed like she couldnÆt live up to that expectation, she ran away.ö Keitaro broke eye contact with Tsuruko and looked to the side. ôButà she continued to train in order to leave up to that dream. To be the best swordswoman that you would find worthy.ö
For a few seconds, neither party spoke. Tsuruko didnÆt change positions throughout this as she contemplated KeitaroÆs word.
Finally, Tsuruko broke the silence. ôTell me Keitaro, if you had to marry my sister in order for her own ædreamÆ to continue, would you do it? Even at the expense of your own dream?ö
ôWhat?ö Keitaro looked up, caught off guard by that question.
ôThere is one way that this ælieÆ can be rectified.ö Tsuruko sat back up, and started drinking again. ôAnd thatà and that is to marry my sister correct?ö
KeitaroÆs mind went into overdrive. A picture of Naru flashed before him. æBut what aboutà but she was never really my girlfriend when I made the confession was she? And I already fulfilled the promise to get into Todai together. Heh.Æ
ôIs your hesitation a no?ö Tsuruko added as she downed another cup of sake.
KeitaroÆs head dropped, before he looked up, full of self-confidence and zeal. ôYes! I will marry her. Even ifà even if I had to put my own dreams on hold, or even if those dreams will be forever unfulfilled, I will do it!ö
Tsuruko swallowed the amount of sake, before she looked up into his eyes. Keitaro would note that they appeared to be, warm. ôKeitaroà youÆd do that even at the expense of your own happiness. YouÆre a better man than you give yourself credit. Better than most men I know.ö
ôEh?ö Keitaro eyes widened. He then sank his head down a bit and chuckled. ôWell, I guess thatÆs just the way I am. Even if I have to, I wonÆt let any of my tenants down. Including Motoko. No matter what. But IÆm not sure IÆm better than most men! I meanà your husbandàö
TsurukoÆs face instantly hardens as she poured another cup of sake. ôKeitaro, let me tell you a secretàö
KeitaroÆs eyes widened as realization struck. æWait! Is this why sheÆs drinking this much?Æ
ôBut firstàö After pouring another cup of sake, she slid it across the table towards Keitaro. ôHave a drink! I canÆt be the only one drinking here!ö Tsuruko said in a nearly cheery tone.
ôEH?!ö Keitaro said as he sees the sake cup in front of him. He can now guess the current maximum limit for Tsuruko before she becomes noticeably drunk. Three bottles and a half of sake. He also had the sneaking suspicion that this wonÆt end well for him if he stayed. ôUm, maybe tomorrow! You see, I have to go andàö
Tsuruko in a flash, whipped her sword out of its sheath, and pointed the blade at KeitaroÆs neck. ôI insist you stay!ö
Keitaro could feel the cold steel centimeters from his neck. This was enough for him to say his next option. ôYou know, I think I could stay for a while! Hehehe.ö He slowly reached for the cup as the blade withdrew from his neck.
Tsuruko placed down the sword and smiled at him. ôGreat! Now hurry up and drink!ö
Keitaro was a little worried about this sudden change in Tsuruko. Of course, he was more worried about his own life. After all, a sword wielding drunk woman was not a pretty sight. So, he did the only thing he could do at the moment. Smile and endure. Or, in this case, smile, and down a cup of sake.
Tsuruko grinned as she grabbed the bottle from the table. ôNow, you need another cup Maaaaaannnnaaagggeeeer-san!ö
ôAnother one?ö Keitaro asked hoping for it not to be the case.
Tsuruko narrowed her eyes as her free hand slowly made its way to the hilt of her sword.
ôAnother one sounds great!ö Keitaro smiled brightly. As soon Tsuruko refilled the cup, he quickly downed it, much to the delight of the swordswoman.
ôNow you should have anotheràö Tsuruko grin deepened.
ôUmàö Keitaro was afraid that this could go on all night. Something he was most certainly afraid of. ôBut what about you? DonÆt you want some more?ö Keitaro shakily offered the cup to her. He would normally not encourage drinking, especially to someone who certainly appeared to have had enough. But in this one case, he was going to chance it for his own sake.
ôCup?ö Tsuruko lightly shook her head. ôI donÆt need no cup when I have this!ö Tsuruko began drinking straight from the bottle. While her motor skills have definitely deteriorated, she was still able to sit upright and not waver from side to side much. She even held some semblance of coherent thought. Although now doesnÆt seem to be the case.
æShit.Æ Keitaro thought as he realized, his idea of trying to defuse the situation, might have actually made it worse. ôUm, wait wait wait! I want more I want more I want more! Hehehe!ö
Tsuruko removed the bottle from her mouth. ôYou have a long way to go Manageràsan!ö She quickly refilled the cup Keitaro was holding.
And Keitaro drank it down just as quickly. This continued for a few more cups, and Keitaro was starting to feel the affects of it. æI need to come up with something fast before I get too drunk myself.Æ Then, he remembered what Tsuruko wanted to say before this deviation. Before Tsuruko poured him another drink, Keitaro spoke. ôUm, Aoyama-san, about that um, secret you wanted to tell me?ö In reality, given that she was like this, he really did not want to hear it. He suspected that she might regret doing so in the morning. But, if it gets her to stop pouring him drink, this could stop the situation from getting too out of control. Heck, if he was lucky, he could quickly escape before she noticed!
Which given TsurukoÆs next action proves once again why Keitaro was the unluckiest guy in Tokyo. Tsuruko stopped her pouring and met KeitaroÆs eyes. The smile that she had developed during this slowly faded. ôVery well. IÆll tell youàö She then leaned across the table, shattering the sake bottle as she threw it across the room, and wound up over Keitaro, pinning him down. She leaned in close to KeitaroÆs face, causing said man to blush. ôIÆm not only here because I wanted to bring Motoko back.ö
ôUhà itÆs not?ö Keitaro said a little surprised by this. All the while, trying to move his arms away. However, as intoxicated as Tsuruko was, she apparently did not lose any of her strength. And this meant Keitaro was trapped under the older woman.
Tsuruko shook her head. ôYou seeà Manager-san, my marriageà isnÆt at all what it seemed.ö
ôWhat?ö Keitaro said, though he had suspected as much. Still, he wanted to be anywhere but here.
ôYes.ö Tsuruko said as her eyes noticeably shimmered as tears threatened to fall. ôMy husbandà he isnÆtà he wasnÆtà the man I had fallen in love had changed since our wedding.ö
Keitaro could feel a pit of sadness welling up in him after hearing this. A part of him said that this was all the information he needed, wanted to know. But he couldnÆt help but probe a little more. ôDo you mind telling me about him?ö
Tsuruko said sadly. She momentarily looked away from Keitaro. ôHe was a wonderful man when we first met. He was kind, sweet, and caring.ö She then chuckled a bit as a memory came back to her. ôHe could never properly hold a sword, but I never cared about that. I loved him all the same.ö
Keitaro cast his eyes down. ôWhat happened?ö
ôI donÆt know.ö Tsuruko said as a single tear fell from her eye. ôAfter a year, heà changed. He wasnÆt the warm man that I had married. Heà we became distant. He would go off on long business trips, and when he returned, I could barely get any conversation out of him. I donÆt know what IÆve done wrong!ö Tears began to freely flow down her face.
æI hate seeing a woman cry.Æ Keitaro thought, as the only thing he wanted now more than ever was to comfort the woman in front of him. Hold her in his arms ifà well, if he could get a hand free of course. But right now, he tried the next best thing. ôDonÆt worry! I think everything in the end will turn out right! IÆm sure your husband is just busy! IÆm sure you two will be able to work it out!ö
ôHeheheàö Tsuruko slightly chuckled through her tears. ôYou have more hope for my marriage than I do.ö
ôDonÆtà donÆt say thatàö Keitaro frantically said as for some odd reason, TsurukoÆs grip seemed to tighten at that point. ôIÆm sure your husband is still the man you married! IÆm sure that heÆs justà busy thatÆs all! After all, no one would intentionally hurt someone as beautiful andà and wonderful as you!ö
ôManageràsan?ö TsurukoÆs wiped the tears from her eyes. Her eyes warmed at those words.
æIÆm free!Æ Keitaro said as he could feel the weight against his left arm disappear. æNow I canàÆ Suddenly, he noticed something about TsurukoÆs eyes. Once, they seemed to be filled with great sadness. But nowà
At that moment, Tsuruko gently caressed KeitaroÆs face.
This caused said man to blush as he tried to assess what Tsuruko was doing. ôAoyama-san?ö
ôYouÆre a good man Keitaro.ö Tsuruko said as she started to lean her tear stained face down to his. ôA good man.ö
At that moment their lips met.
KeitaroÆs eyes nearly bulged out of his sockets, too stunned to move. Once the gears in his heads started moving again, he noted a few things. How wonderful her soft lips were to his. How warm he felt being with her at that moment. How the world seemed to stop rotating by this action.
And how incredibly WRONG this was.
With his free hand, Keitaro frantically started pushing at Tsuruko, even with her strength, he was about to break the kiss. After a few pants, he tried to take command. ôWhat are youàö
He didnÆt get to finish his sentence as Tsuruko crashed her lips against his again. Keitaro again tried wildly to push the older and stronger woman off of him, but she suddenly pinned his free arm down. He could feel TsurukoÆs tongue probing his mouth. Fearing what would happen if he allowed entry, he kept his mouth completely shut. He could still smell the alcohol that was all over her breath. æThis is wrong, this is wrong, this is wrong!Æ
After what seemed like an eternity, Tsuruko broke the kiss again, allowing said man to breath.
He looked back at Tsuruko. His eyes widened as he saw her eyes. They were full of lust and desire. And her target was him! Tsuruko was definitely not herself. ôAoyama-sanàthis isnÆt right! You knowàö
Tsuruko placed her hand on his mouth. ôI need you!ö She then consumed his lips again, and rolled him over a few times. In the process, they knocked over the table and shattering a few of the bottles behind her.
All the while, Keitaro was doing everything in his power to push her away. But each time he tried to break free from TsurukoÆs grip, she only tighten her hold on him. Keitaro was afraid that he might find himself with two broken arms at the end of this. Thinking of a different strategy, Keitaro reluctantly stopped putting up a struggle.
This had the intended results as Tsuruko loosened her grip. She then broke her lustful kiss and rose to a near sitting position above him.
Keitaro was panting hard. ôAoà Aoyaà Tsuruko!ö
Tsuruko cocked her head as she began to scrutinize KeitaroÆs face. Her head moving ever so slightly from side to side as the affects of the sake remained greatly in effect. ôSo you know my name! IÆm so happy!ö
ôUhàö KeitaroÆs words were caught in mouth momentarily.
ôIÆm going to make you happyà Keiiiiiitaro.ö TsurukoÆs kimono slowly opened up, and began to fall from her shoulders.
KeitaroÆs eyes widened as he took in the sight in front of him. While he had seen a lot of naked flesh before, this wasà different! Well, first, she wasnÆt quite naked yet since she still had the wraps covering her breast. But still, her form clearing mostly showing, as well as a significant amount of skin exposed, it was one of the few times Keitaro was able to fully take in the sight without getting sent flying. It was a truly erotic view he would admit. At the moment, he felt like he was in heaven since Tsuruko was truly a gorgeous womanà
And a very MARRIED and DRUNK woman at that!
Keitaro knew he was on a collision course with disaster! And whatÆs worse, his body was responding to it! æNot only her marriage, and what Motoko would do to me when she finds out but, what about Naru?! Oh god! I have to do something!Æ What he considered his next course of action he hated. He really hated to do it. But so far, nothing he did worked. And if the others hear it, it might be a blessing in disguise. He would be in extreme pain if that happened, but if this is whatÆs going to stop this from turning into a truely inescapable nightmare, then so be it. Keitaro prepared to raise his voice. ôTSURUKO! STOP! YOU DONàö
Tsuruko forcibly covered KeitaroÆs mouth and leaned in close. ôNow now nowwwwwww. You donÆt want others to find out do you?ö She then leaned in close to him. ôOr do you?ö She quickly removed her hand and kissed him hard. His shocked expression didnÆt help for her tongue was able to find entry. She moaned passionately into KeitaroÆs mouth.
In a twisted sense, this felt good to Keitaro. TOO good! Keitaro was becoming desperate. He has to stop this immediately! He certainly wasnÆt drunk enough to think this was right in any circumstance. He decided to do another thing he never did to woman. In his desperation, with his free hand, Keitaro grabbed TsurukoÆs hair and pulled it back hard.
ôOh.ö Tsuruko said as she only moved her head slightly, just enough to break the kiss. A grin appeared on her face. ôSo, thatÆs the way you like it.ö She then grabbed the offending hand and started to squeeze. ôDonÆt worry, there will be plenty of that!ö
ôNànmph!ö Keitaro protest was muffled as Tsuruko forcibly kissed him again.
-The next morningà
As the sun shined through the window, Keitaro slowly opened his eyes. As his mind eliminated the last bit of haze of sleepiness, the memories of last night filled in the void, his eyes shot open.
While he was now fully awake, he knew the nightmare has just begun.
His mind was torn in two as he tried to assess what to do. æIà I had sex with TsurukoÆs sister! I tried to stop it but sheà she was all over me!Æ Keitaro examined the room he was in. Somehow, they were able to make it to the futon that was set out for her. In the next room, he could see parts of the sake bottles and the overturned table there. At the foot of the bed, he could see his torn shirt and what remained of his boxers after TsurukoÆs frantic attempt to get them off. Keitaro then noticed a soft rhythmic sound that coincided with a slight ticking feeling on his chest. That was also when he noticed where his right arm was resting on. Or more like, whom it was embracing. He looked down and saw a mass of long soft black hair. Tsuruko! Resting completely over him, and naked as the day she was born. æOh god! What now?Æ Suddenly, realization hit him. æWait! If I didnÆt want to do it thanà was ità was ità raà raà NO! It was all my fault! I was the sober one! Well not quite sober, butà butà I wasnÆtàÆ
Suddenly, the woman he was embracing slowly started to murmur. ôMmmph.ö
Keitaro froze after the movement. Sweat began to pour down his face. æOh god oh god oh god! What am I going to do? What can I say? What?!Æ
TsurukoÆs eyes fluttered open. ôUh. Whatà happened?ö Her head was spinning due to the massive headache she was now experiencing. ôWhat happened last night? Oh my head.ö æThatÆs the last time IÆm drinking that much.Æ Tsuruko thought as realization struck her about where her head was currently resting on. ôAnd why does thisà pillow feelà differentàö Suddenly, she noted that the pillowÆs surface had a very, skin like feel to it. It even had bumps, andà hair? ôWhatà whatàTetsuo?ö As she cautiously looked up, the man she was looking at wasnÆt her husband, but someone else. Her eyes widened in horror at the sight she saw. ôManà Manà Manager-san?!ö
Keitaro was trembling in absolute fear. Tears threatened to fall as he forcibly nodded his head.
ôAGGGGH!!!ö Tusruko gave a horrified yelp, and leaped off Keitaro and scrambled backwards. She then noticed her current state of undress; she grabbed the blanket off of Keitaro to preserve some modesty.
Keitaro, who himself was naked, scrambled to the nearest corner and grabbed what remained of his clothes to cover up his own modesty. He grabbed his now cracked glasses as tears began to flow freely down his checks.
Tsuruko was trembling. ôWhy? What does thisàö Suddenly, the memories of last night began to surface. Her eyes widen in horror. æWHAT HAVE I DONE?!Æ She then focused on the trembling boy in the corner. She began to feel sick to her stomach as the nightmare took root. Tears started to well up in her eyes. ôManà Keitaroàö
ôIÆM SO SORRY!ö Keitaro yelled through his tears.
ôKeitaroà noàö TsurukoÆs face was now streaked in tears as she reached a hand out to him.
At that moment, the sound of feet pounding on the wooden floors outside the room could be heard. And a voice, a voice called out from there as the footsteps neared. ôAneue! What happened?! IÆm here!ö
Keitaro knew what this meant. æOh godàÆ
Motoko breaks down the door, sword in hand. ôAneue! Are you alàö Her eyes widened at the horror that she sees in front of her. There was an overturned table, broken sake bottles. In the corner was Keitaro Urashima, naked and crying. æWhat? What is heàÆ She than saw her sisterà
Tsuruko looked back at Motoko, naked and her face streaked by tears.
A horrified expression washed over Motoko. ôNoà it canÆt beàö The sake, their state of dress, her sisterÆs expression, Keitaro, it was all adding up to a sickening conclusion. Her hand started to tremble as fury began to take over. ôUrashima-sanà youà you did all this did you? Thisà HOW COULD YOU YOU MONSTER!!!ö Motoko unsheathed her sword as her eyes burned with tears.
Kitsune strolled right into the room. ôWhoa! WhatÆs all the commotionàö Her words died in her mouth as she saw the state of the room, as well as the current occupants in it.
ôItÆs not whatàö Keitaro could only lower his head. æNo. ItÆs exactly what you think!Æ Keitaro wailed as he awaited his fate. æIÆm so sorry.Æ
ôYou got my sister drunk, and you took advantage of her!ö Motoko took a step forward. Her eyes were now cold as she gripped her sword tightly. She was not holding back now. ôUrashimaà I WILL ERASE YOUR EXISTENCE!!!ö
Keitaro could only shut his eyes as he prepared to be skewered. All he could hope for now was that she showed some mercy and did it quickly.
CLING!
Keitaro winced at the loud sound of the sword making contact withà wait, another sword? Keitaro slowly opened his eye and was shocked to see what was in front of him.
TsurukoÆs sword immobilized MotokoÆs sword, which was only mere inches from his head.
Tsuruko, now naked with the exception of her sword, glared down at Motoko.
MotokoÆs face, once washed with pure rage, was now showing confusion. ôAneue! Why did you stop me?! You know what this man did toàö
ôThe one you should be striking is me.ö Tsuruko coolly said.
ôWhat? I donÆt understand! What do youàö MotokoÆs mouth started to quiver as a new thought, a much more ominous one, entered her mind. ôAneue! No! Heà Urashimaà Kietaroàö
TsurukoÆs cold stare gave way as more tears fell down her face.
ôNoà itÆs a lie.ö Motoko said as the rage she once felt was dissipating. Now replaced with horrid realization. ôItÆs a LIE!ö Motoko yelled at the top of her lungs. The sword fell from her hands lost its hold. She sank to her knees as she tried in vain to deny this new reality. ôThis isnÆt happeningàö
The Hinata Sou will never be the same.
-------End of Chapter 1
This isn't a dark fic. But it will have dark elements to it. Oh, and I'm thinking about calling this fic "Fallen Blade". What do you think? Have a better suggestion? I'm all ears... um, eyes?
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Didn't have time for a full proof-read but I was able to find one mistake when I was just reading through it.
In the first part of this 'it's not' should be 'you're not' because he's referring to Tsuruko at the time and not an object, unless you're trying to offend the feminists .
In the first part of this 'it's not' should be 'you're not' because he's referring to Tsuruko at the time and not an object, unless you're trying to offend the feminists
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Hehehe. I know about the "Tsuruko's sister" mistake, and was the first thing I fixed on my copy. The "it's" one, another thing I need to fix. ^_^
As for "Guilty Blade", hmm. I don't know. When I think "Guilty Blade", I think "Guilty Gear". :huh:
For for lemons... well, I'm having a hard time writing a lemon for my Last Exile fic. There is no way I can do a lemon for this fic justice. Unless I recieve major help from say, Hawker 748 or Random1377. And at the moment, Hawker 748 is out of the question since he is doing his own story.
As for "Guilty Blade", hmm. I don't know. When I think "Guilty Blade", I think "Guilty Gear". :huh:
For for lemons... well, I'm having a hard time writing a lemon for my Last Exile fic. There is no way I can do a lemon for this fic justice. Unless I recieve major help from say, Hawker 748 or Random1377. And at the moment, Hawker 748 is out of the question since he is doing his own story.
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Heh. True. I guess I could ask him. But I never intended this fic to be full blown lemon. And with Adult Fanfiction being a piece of crap right now, I have less insentive to add on a lemon (okay, I can go to MediaMiner. But I rarely post fics in this site since at the moment, I see it more as a backup for my FFN work. And at the moment, I'm only interested in having the regular PG-13, well, T rated version at the moment).
And I'm still leaning towards "Fallen Blade". "Guilty Blade" maybe have a better ring to it, but it also implies a darker tone to this fic that, while I did say it had dark elements in it, isn't a darkfic. That and I can't get the "Guilty Gear" connection out. So to not confuse people thinking this is another crossover, I'm leaning towards the first.
Oh yeah, and the "It's not?" part, well, when I first wrote it, I was thinking that the it's was referring to the situation. Like, she wasn't there because of taking back to Motoko, but for another reason. Rereading however, I have to say I can see the confusion, and am changing it to 'you're'. ^_^
And I'm still leaning towards "Fallen Blade". "Guilty Blade" maybe have a better ring to it, but it also implies a darker tone to this fic that, while I did say it had dark elements in it, isn't a darkfic. That and I can't get the "Guilty Gear" connection out. So to not confuse people thinking this is another crossover, I'm leaning towards the first.
Oh yeah, and the "It's not?" part, well, when I first wrote it, I was thinking that the it's was referring to the situation. Like, she wasn't there because of taking back to Motoko, but for another reason. Rereading however, I have to say I can see the confusion, and am changing it to 'you're'. ^_^
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Meh, do it, don't, it really doesn't matter that much to me, I don't think this needs a lemon piece, it could have one, but it isn't one of those stories that needs one. So, meh, whatever.
I like "Fallen Blade" much better as well.
Yah I've had that happen to me before, something'll make perfect sense to me when I'm writing it and then I'll go back later and read through it and be like 'What in the hell was I thinking?!?'. But that's what we edit our stories for and have beta's for.
I like "Fallen Blade" much better as well.
Yah I've had that happen to me before, something'll make perfect sense to me when I'm writing it and then I'll go back later and read through it and be like 'What in the hell was I thinking?!?'. But that's what we edit our stories for and have beta's for.
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The problem with 'Fallen' is that most people connect the word to 'Fallen Angels', which, of course, has a much darker, more negative feeling than just 'Guilty'. One can be 'Guilty' out of good will, but a 'Fallen' will never have come out of grace out of good will.
Since Tsuruko didn't truly mean harm with her actions, I'd say she's guilty, but not fallen from grace... just human.
Hence why Guilty Blade.
Since Tsuruko didn't truly mean harm with her actions, I'd say she's guilty, but not fallen from grace... just human.
Hence why Guilty Blade.
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I can see your point. Though Tsuruko is still 'fallen' in a way since, she was always protrayed as near perfection. Again, she lost to Motoko of course but, that was due to the demon sword. And her actions and 'wisdom', all implied that she was near angelic.
Here... well, she certainly fallen from her pedistool with this very human side to her.
And again, that "Guilty Gear" connection isn't helping either.
Here... well, she certainly fallen from her pedistool with this very human side to her.
And again, that "Guilty Gear" connection isn't helping either.
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