Disclaimer: I…I…I DON'T OWN MAI-HIME OR ANY OF ITS CHARECTERS!! OH GOD!! Cries desperately, as those around her try to comfort her
I'm pretty sure I don't have to say this but just to be safe.
WARNING: This is a yuri fanfic as in girl/girl paring if you are offended by this please don't read this story (Of course, I'm sure any person actually offended by this wouldn't be here since the entirety of this section is mainly… yes that's right…Y-U-R-I.)
Summary: One day, Natsuki meets the mysterious and sinfully seductive Shizuru Fujino. Even though Natsuki has feelings for her she can't help but sense something is a bit off. On her way to end the relationship, Natsuki goes to her house only to meet…another Shizuru Fujino? Wait, WHAT?! They look exactly the same so why do they have different names!?
Hi everyone! Just want to say that this is my FIRST TIME EVER writing something! I'm excited but nervous all at the same time. I really hope you all like reading it as much as I liked writing it. (Even if it was a pain in some areas ;;) There's still more chaps to come I just hope I can keep it up. Any tips and constructive criticism are welcome of course. Please no flames… have mercy on a newbie lol.
Splitting Hearts
Chapter One: Shard of Doubt
It was a sunny afternoon, bright and cheerful, expressing the exact opposite of what Natsuki was feeling. She sat anxiously in a street café, constantly twisting and stretching the napkin on her table. When are they going to be here? Having never been in her current circumstances before, the raven-haired girl really needed her friend's guidance.
She was conflicted. She had met an amazing woman and now she was staring to have her doubts about her. Lost in thought, she didn't register her friends sitting themselves down in the opposite chairs of her table.
"Natsuki…Natsuki…" Mai looked at her troubled friend curiously, with an eyebrow raised she turned her attention over to Nao. And being ever impatient, Nao decided to wake the biker from her daydream.
"NATSUKI!!"
"AAHHH! HEY! What are you trying to do give me a heart attack!?" Natsuki grabbed her chest to emphasize her point. Then noticing who they were, relaxed, easing back into her chair.
"Well you had your head too far up your ass to hear us." Nao deadpanned as she picked up the café menu. Mai sweat dropped at her associate's antics.
"Hehe in any case this has got to be serious, if you're this distracted."
"Yeah, thanks for coming guys…" Natsuki's anxiety etched itself on her face. Her shoulders drooped, and her eyes became distant.
"Whoa, no death glare, no angry come back, your right this is definitely serious."
"You could have at least given me some warning though. I had to ask Mikoto to go grocery shopping just to keep her busy. I'm sure we all know how that's going to turn out." Natsuki gave her friend a small smile also knowing the outcome of that situation.
"Sorry Mai, I just really needed you guys here…" Natsuki turned her head toward Nao, giving her an expectant look, knowing that she most likely kept her from something as well.
"Me? I have a life, pure and simple. This better be good, mutt." With a slight laugh the raven-haired chose to get to her point.
"Guys, I…I need your help…"
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Anyone would say that their meeting was a normal one, but to Natsuki it was anything but that.
Being a senior at Fuka University she would ride her Ducati annually toward the school every morning wearing her leathers and helmet. Then she would attend class avoiding the amorous glances and groups of gossiping girls. It annoyed her to no end but she was lucky enough to have good friends attending with her, to help her overcome that drawback. Natsuki's life had been a road of ups and downs. The downs being especially miserable. Finally, she had a normal, reliable life and it was what she wanted. Ironically for all the years it needed to make that life, it only took one moment to turn it upside down.
One fateful day, she stopped at a light around the corner from her school and noticed something that took her breath away. Through the window of a coffee shop across the street she saw the most captivating beauty she had ever been graced to see. Long chestnut hair cascaded down a lithe neck and rested on delicate shoulders. Her pearly skin. Her picturesque features. Her dazzling figure. God, she was flawless. And her eyes deep in thought only added to her beauty. But she wasn't just beautiful… she was gorgeous.
What she felt just by looking at the girl flashed some red flags. The powerful need to know this person and the possible changes, good or bad, that it might cause worried her, but for some reason it didn't seem to alter her reaction after seeing that mystifying beauty.
Every day afterwards, Natsuki would pass that shop, and every day she would find herself looking for her. And surprisingly everyday she was there, almost as if she was waiting for her. Then one day, when she looked up to see her…
…she was looking back.
The biker couldn't move; she could barley breath. That was how entranced she was by her. It took the blaring horns behind her to break her out of her stupor. She sped toward her school and the entire day, she was in a daze. She couldn't pay attention in class; she couldn't eat lunch or even make idle conversation with her friends. It didn't strike her until she was home in her apartment that… she looked at her. She LOOKED at her! Once the implications of that finally stuck through, she was grinning like a maniac.
The next day she took the same route making sure to stop at that intersection, and there she was… and she was looking at her again. And she was smiling. She had an amazing smile; a smile that sneaked onto her face, forming itself into a Cheshire-like grin. It broadened across her features and she seemed to glow. Making sure she didn't loose herself this time, Natsuki decided to give her a reply the only way she could.
VVVRROOOMMM
The raven-haired biker revved up her engine just as the lights changed. Before she drove away completely, she saw the beauty laugh lightly into her hand. I made her laugh. I made her laugh! Yes!
From that point on it became a routine, she would smile, Natsuki would rev up her motorcycle and she would laugh. The only change was that the mysterious beauty would always maintain that deep penetrating gaze of hers. A part of her kept saying to go over to her, to meet this enchanting stranger, but recurrent fears held her back. Could she open herself to someone other then a friend? Could she take that 'plunge'? Was she ready? The Biker kept reminding herself that she had places to go and things to do, that there were certain times and certain places for things, and hitting on someone at a street light wasn't one of them. Even though that was the case, she couldn't stand the thought of simply ignoring her.
Then looking again one day, wondering what she would be able to get her object of affection to do today, she noticed something terribly wrong.
She wasn't there.
The dark-haired biker looked in every window, but she still wasn't there. Maybe she couldn't make it today… she'll be there tomorrow… definitely. Natsuki tried to reassure herself, and she waited till the next day.
Again, she wasn't there.
Natsuki wasn't just disappointed, she was crushed. Continually she'd look for the beauty but she was never seen. She even went so far as to go inside the coffee shop once. The raven-haired biker eventually told herself it was for the best and that she should keep concentrating on her schoolwork, so she carried on her life as it had been before. As time passed, Natsuki seem to dread hitting that intersection, it only seemed to remind her that what she wanted to see more then anything wasn't there. The biker would do her best to keep herself from stopping at that light, only to find herself turning back toward that intersection to check again, just in case. It didn't take her long to realize that she had made a terrible mistake. She should have done something. ANYTHING, but no, she just kept driving away.
Her depression began affecting her grades and her friends started to worry but no matter what they said she couldn't be pacified and being a person of pride she refused to tell them the problem. Finally, after a long mental debate Natsuki decided to tell her friends about the dilemma. It was their annual 'get-together' but it was just her luck that they all had stepped out to get some 'supplies' leaving her alone with Mikoto. Mikoto was a great friend, don't get her wrong, she was loyal to a fault, but her only shortcoming was that she could be a bit slow when dealing with more serious issues. Looking around and noticing again that there was no one else there to ask, she thought she'd give her a stab at it.
"Hey Mikoto…"
"Hmm," She looked up from her nearly-finished meal, pieces of ramen hanging from her mouth.
"You like Mai right?" Quickly slurping the excess ramen she smiled wide and nodded excitedly.
"I love Mai! Yup, Yup!!" Natsuki laughed at her enthusiasm.
"Mikoto, what if you and Mai never met?" Mikoto gasped and her eyes widened as she dropped her empty bowl, completely horrified by the thought.
" But… I have met her!"
"Yeah but, what if you didn't." Mikoto gave her a wary look.
"…What do you mean…?"
"What if, IF okay, you had never met her before and walking along one day, you just…saw her…just noticed her…" Natsuki glanced at Mikoto to make sure she was following along. Seeing her pensive look she continued.
"And knowing you had somewhere to go, say to lunch or something, would you keep on walking…?"
"Ummm. NOPE!" a large smile grew on her face, stretching from eye to eye.
"See, what if I didn't see her later? At least I know that I could meet her now. Lunch is every day and I can always have lunch later. But Mai… there's only one Mai. " Surprise shown on the biker's face at the simple response, looking contemplative into the distance, she tested the words on her lips.
"There's…only…one."
"Besides if you like someone there always time to say Hi!"
- - -
Another messed up day, and on a red light she stopped. And Natsuki ended up there. AGAIN. At THAT intersection. Knowing that she'd probably turn back if she didn't take one look, she took a glace at that damn window…and the beauty was sitting there behind the glass. She's… there…SHE'S THERE!
"…there's only one… Besides if you like someone there always time to say Hi!"
With that thought ringing in her mind Natsuki drove into the parking lot in incredible speed. A part of her was afraid. So very afraid, that if she didn't hurry the beauty would disappear from her life again. She hurried into the building and taking a quick glance around, spotted the object of her affections. She walked briskly up to her, saying the first thing that came to mind.
"HI!" The auburn-haired women raised her eyebrows in surprise, and then she relaxed, smiling she rested her chin on her hands.
"Hello." Her voice sounded even more stunning then dark-haired biker could have imagined. Then it hit her, Natsuki had no plan. She was so concentrated on actually getting the chance o talk to her, she now had no IDEA were to go from here.
"I was wondering… if you, uh, wanted to get something to drink or something. No! I mean, we're already in a coffee house, uh… "
"Sit." The command was simple, but firm and it produced the desired result. Natsuki sat down obediently. This was the first time she had ever been so close to the mysterious women and she noticed something wonderfully unique about her. Her eyes, they were a deep crimson. At first Natsuki thought it was a trick of the light, but her eyes really were that color. It made her feel like she could see into her very soul, that she already knew your deepest secret just by looking at you, and it made her even more appealing.
"Please, order something. My treat." She nodded toward menu, and gestured for a waiter to come take her order.
"Oh, no I couldn't!" Natsuki waved her hand in front of her franticly in the negative. After all she was the one suppose to paying.
"Please…" That was all it took, that voice and those beseeching eyes of hers. So she ordered, making sure not to ask for anything to grandiose. That's when she noticed the waiter's attention… aimed directly at her object of affection. A vein popped on her forehead but he left before she could do a thing. Time passed and stillness settled between them. No matter how much she thought, Natsuki couldn't think of a topic to start up a conversation. Thankfully the crimson beauty broke the silence.
"I hope I'm not keeping you."
"Huh?"
"From school. You do go to the University around the corner don't you?"
"Yeah, I do. How did you know?"
"Lucky guess. You carry a backpack on your motorcycle."
"Oh! Yeah…hehe" God shoot me now… This wasn't what the Biker had in mind. She didn't think that she'd be this tongue-tied. If she didn't do something soon, it would be no different than driving away. Come on Natsuki, pull yourself together! A-ask for her name! Yeah! That isn't hard!
"We really haven't been introduced right? My name is Kuga Natsuki." Eagerly she waited for her reply. Glad that the object of her affections would finally get a name.
"My name is K-"
"Shizuru-sama, here's your order!" a cheerful food attendant came, with an admiring gleam in his eye. His fondness obviously toward his current customer. Shizuru clenched her fists slightly, but maintained her fake smile.
"Thank you for your hard work."
"Oh, it's an honor to serve one such as you Shizuru." It didn't take a genius to realize that the presence of the young man angered and aggravated Shizuru. While her face contained that smile her hands gripped her glass strongly. Natsuki was secretly fuming by this interruption, knowing that Shizuru didn't like it either she gave him a glare that would send to the farthest corners of the earth. As predicted his smile dropped, and coughing in his throat he proceeded to make his way, far AWAY from the table.
Shizuru noticed the exchange and gave her a warm smile.
"My hero." The raven-haired biker blushed at the complement, and looked down suddenly finding the table very interesting.
"May I ask why, you suddenly decided to join me, after all it's been a long time, and I'm sure you have other things to do." Looking up, Natsuki said the first thing that came to her mind.
"Well, I can go to school any day, but… there's only one of you, Shizuru."
"Only… one…" She laughed quietly, "Yes, you could say I'm one of a kind." For a moment Natsuki believed that she might have missed an underlying joke, but finding nothing wrong with what she said she continued.
"You stopped coming." Shizuru laughs died abruptly and she peered at Natsuki in curiosity.
"I looked for you but you weren't there. I thought… I'd never see you again." The crimson beauty watched her for an instant, her forceful stare making the Biker feel slightly uncomfortable. Then smiling that smile of hers, she replied.
"I'm here now, that's all that matters. Catching that one instant… living for each moment. So… Natsuki, are you going to let this moment pass you by now." A grin made its way on the Biker's face…
"Hell no."
- - -
They spent the whole day together at the coffee shop. Her full name was Fujino Shizuru. It felt nice to finally be able to put a name to that haunting beautiful face. Natsuki discovered that the beauty was a year older than her, and already had a serious career working for her father. The biker wasn't sure, but looking at Shizuru it didn't seem as if they were on good terms. Natsuki decided it was too early to ask about something that private. They continued talking about anything at random and simply enjoyed each others company. The day came and went, forcing them to leave the shop at closing time. Ironically it was Shizuru who got a number first; she said that in her line of work it was difficult to get a hold of her and that she'd make sure to call her instead. Though Natsuki was a bit disgruntled by it, she had no real choice but to accept that decision.
Shizuru would call randomly after that. Sometimes in the early hours of the morning or even late at night, from weekends to weekdays. This should have annoyed her but the uncertainty and the unpredictability of it all thrilled her. For every time they met Shizuru would always leave her with a new and memorable experience.
One particularly memorable instance happened on the end of a random date. The sun was setting and driving passed the beach, Natsuki decided to stop to take her girlfriend to see the lovely view.
"I guess we timed this just right."
"Yes we did." Shizuru smiled that smile of hers and walked up to the dock's rail placing herself gracefully on its surface. She sat there, her legs crossed; the skirt of her red dress hitched upward leaving little to the imagination.
"Come here Natsuki."
Her beckoning was all the raven-haired girl needed; she walked toward the crimson beauty, stopping right before her captivating form. Suddenly Shizuru wrapped her legs around the rebel's waist forcing her forward. Then she tightened her muscles, pulling her even closer toward her body.
"Oi! Shizuru what are you doing? There are people here!"
"Shhhh, hush My Natsuki." Shizuru placed a finger upon Natsuki's lips and the dark-haired biker quieted instantly. It was the first time the crimson beauty had ever declared the biker as hers. Being hers…was a wonderful feeling.
"Do you want to know something, My Natsuki? Everyday when you passed on the street. I noticed you. Everyday. You would pass and I would watch. I just want you to know, even before you noticed me, I had my eyes on you. "
Before she knew it Natsuki was pulled into a passionate kiss. That kiss alone, left the other's they shared before in the dust. And just like that, Shizuru sneaked her way even deeper into the biker's heart.
Everything was perfect. At least it was until, something disturbing happened.
She had surprised her after class and called asking to meet at the park not to far from the Biker's apartment. They choose to take a leisurely walk since Shizuru had to return to work shortly. Arm in arm, Shizuru clenched her tightly as if declaring a silent vow of ownership. Not that Natsuki minded, if anything she encouraged her giving her a bright, warm smile. Suddenly a voice sounded after them.
"Sh-shizuru…Shizuru! It's you!" A girl with short, dark green hair stood behind them. Her eyes lit up slightly at the sight of the beauty, but dulled almost immediately at the notice of their connecting arms. With a shaky voice she talked in the hope that what she was seeing was a misunderstanding.
"You haven't called me… I was worried that something might have happened."
"I'm sorry. Who are you…?" The girl was crushed, and her entire body showed it. Her body began to shake, and tears formed in her eyes.
"I-It's me Shizuru, its Tomoe. Surly you remember me!"
"Hmmm no I don't, sorry. Perhaps you have me confused with someone else, come lets go Natsuki." Shizuru tugged at Natsuki's arm, pulling her down the paved trail. The dark-haired biker wasn't sure what was happening but everything inside her couldn't allow the stranger to be left so distraught.
"Shizuru! Shizuru wait! SHIZURU DON'T LEAVE!" The girl's voice shook with sorrow and it disturbed the already worried Natsuki.
"Shizuru…" Natsuki gave her love a critical look. Pleading through her eyes, she asked her not to be so cold-hearted. With a sigh the crimson beauty turned again toward the tragic girl.
"Tomoe-san, get a hold of yourself. What you and I had was fun while it lasted but it's over now. Why don't you get on with your life and leave…me… alone."
There was a command in her voice and a threat in her stare. The stranger's eyes widened before she turned to leave, and then ran down the opposite path. It was in that moment that Natsuki saw a side of Shizuru that she hoped never to see again. It was dark, violent, and cruel. She had seen a glimpse of it before, if you could consider it that. Shizuru was always a bit aggressive with her whether it was in actions or words but it had always been playful. Seeing it completely in this form for the first time… was unsettling. After the girl was out of sight, the Biker couldn't stay quiet about what had just transpired.
"I don't know who that was, or what she meant to you before but you didn't have to go that far, Shizuru!" Natsuki couldn't look at the beauty, she didn't approve of how she had handled the situation. The image of that heart-broken girl flashed through her mind.
"Relax, love. She was only a little fling. A moment of pleasure. I don't want her to get the wrong idea that she has a chance with me now of all times. She meant nothing to me then, she means even less now." The crimson beauty pulled her into a deep embrace from behind leaving no room for space in between them. Natsuki did her best not to melt into her touch.
"I'm with my Natsuki and I don't care what it may be, I won't let anything ruin our moment together."
That's when it occurred to her. Is this how Shizuru lived? Moment to moment, and if that's the case, she said that this was our moment…does that mean that… I am just… another moment that she'll pass by for a different one…
Natsuki's worries bothered her more and more each day. Questions ran through her head. Questions she couldn't answer, questions… she needed answers for. It all came to an apparent climax on their last night together.
Soothing light from twin candles spread across the room gently illuminating the interior. It revealed expensive furniture, smooth carpeting and hard-wood floors but a dinner set for two was its main focus.
Natsuki stared at her plate the contents of which having been devoured for some time. She was confused. Was this what she wanted? This relationship? Could she continue always wondering and never knowing? She cared for her, yes. Loved her… god, that was more then likely, but it was as if everything was setting itself up for a big fall. And this time Natsuki knew she would fall hard. The unbearable, excruciatingly painful kind of hard.
"Natsuki"
Looking up from her plate, her breath caught as she took in the sight before her. Shizuru's chin was leaning against her hand as she watched her intently. Her face was bathed in candle light, leaving her already flawless skin seemingly shimmering. The lights occasional flicker caused her deep crimson eyes appear to switch between black and red. She looked exotic. She looked almost demonic. She looked breathtakingly beautiful.
"I'm afraid that, my work will require me to take a long business trip away for some time. During which I will be unable to contact you." She said this with a mystifying smile.
So this is it then…
"What? But why? Why do you have to leave?" Why do you have to leave me…?
Shizuru swiftly rose from her seat and looked at her with such intensity that it caused a lump to form in Natsuki's throat. She began to walk toward her, her hand gliding across the silk material of the table. With each stride Natsuki could feel her insides flip with anticipation and her breathing became hitched and shallow. Her eyes followed her, mesmerized, until the arousing sight was stolen from her vision when the seductress moved behind her. Shizuru's fingers tangled themselves into her hair and massaged her scalp while her other hand moved dark tresses from her lover's ear. Slowly, she began to whisper as she gently nibbled the edges of her lobe.
"Tell me, Na-tsu-ki."
"Y-yes." The hot breath against her skin maddened her senses. Chills ran down the length of Natsuki's body, and pools of heat began to form in her abdomen, the warmth gradually cascading further south. Oh god!
"Will you miss me?"
A part of her wanted to scream yes, but Natsuki knew this was her only chance. She hadn't had the strength to speak to her about it before but without those hypnotic eyes staring into her soul, she built up the courage to say what she was hoping to say all night. Natsuki tried to ignore Shizuru's electric touch and attempted to form coherent sentences.
"Sh-shizuru I think that maybe…maybe this is a good thing. I'm not saying that I don't want to see you…I just… I feel like this relationship is all one-sided."
Her actions ceased. Natsuki could feel her love's hands tense against her head and steadily increase its grip.
"Does Natsuki think I don't enjoy her company?"
"No, I'm sure you do but… I can't see unless you call, everything is always around your schedule. I think maybe we should stop seeing each other for a while to make sure that this is what we both want. What you want…what... I want…"
"Are you just making excuses? Are you trying to leave me?" The tone of her voice quivered, sounding both angry and possessive. If Natsuki could have seen her face at that moment, the look would have shaken her.
"NO! It not like that Shizuru, your all I can think about!"
Natsuki yelped in surprise as Shizuru pulled her chair causing her to fall back toward the floor. Like a predator to its prey, Shizuru pounced, quickly placing herself on top of the shocked girl straddling her in a way the she was unable to move. Then grabbing both her wrists in one swift motion and placing them above her head, she forced the dark-haired biker to stare into her eyes. In them Natsuki saw something that both frightened and excited her.
"Perhaps, my Natsuki has forgotten who she belongs to. I know what I want Natsuki. I'm looking at what I want and I don't know where these thoughts of yours came from but I won't let you leave me. You belong to me. Only to me. I won't let anyone else have you. I wonder… what should I do to make sure that Natsuki doesn't forget that while I'm away." Shizuru's eyes glazed over with conviction and desire. With her free hand, the crimson beauty slowly began to unbutton her love's shirt, her lustful gaze taking in the newly revealed flesh.
"Oi! W-wait a second!" Natsuki squirmed halfheartedly in an attempt to get away, but Shizuru's grip remained firm. Though disturbed by this turn of events Natsuki was secretly enjoying her domineering grasps. The feeling of being wanted that badly thrilled and exhilarated her.
"I think here would be a perfect spot, don't you?" Shizuru's eyes which rested upon her chest lifted to meet Natsuki's confused gaze.
"Wwhat?"
"Yes. Right here. Right over my Natsuki's heart. " Shizuru began to fondle and caress her left breast through the fabric of her bra, paying special attention to the hardening mound she found there. She continued to caress it until her impatience grew and could no longer stand to tease her lover any longer. Savagely she pulled the cloth aside and took in her pert nipple wrapping her tongue around it. Natsuki could feel her arousal increase with every stroke of her lover's tongue as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. The dark-haired biker groaned dropping her head back over the end of the chair. Her breathing increased becoming erratic. Smiling at her reaction, the crimson beauty gripped the breast tight, stroking the mound with her thumb, she kissed her way down the side of her breast.
T-this is in-incredible! Trying to use the last of her sanity, Natsuki struggled to speak once again.
"W-wait j-just a s-second, Shi-Ahhh!" Natsuki gasped her words quickly leaving her. Pain began to emanate from the spot as Shizuru started to bite into her flesh. She could feel drops of her blood flow bit by bit into the valley of her chest and she could feel Shizuru drinking every drop. The pain stung but it was engulfed by the feeling of Shizuru's suckles and licks, the feel of her body and ample chest pressed against her frame. The pain and the pleasure mixed into one mind-blowing sensation.
"Do you want me to stop… Natsuki?" she asked in between licks while she followed the rise and fall of Natsuki's chest. Even more wonderful sensations tingled in her body as the crimson beauty began rubbing herself against the most sensitive part of her. Natsuki's groan of pleasure was her only response as the beauty continued to mark her lover.
"Sh-shiz...Shizuru"
--
Blushes rose quickly when Natsuki finished her story. Completely bowled over and with blushes as deep as ripe tomatoes, Mai and Nao sat speechless as everything she said began to sink in. With a deep blush of her own, Natsuki turned her head away and coughed into her hand unable to meet the gaze of her friends.
"Wow… Natsuki…I had no idea you were into that sort of thing."
"NAO!!" Both Natsuki and Mai yelled.
"What?!"
"Try to be more considerate! She just told us some very… private information, though I wish she wouldn't have mentioned EVERY detail," Mai took a quick glance at Natsuki, "but that's not the point. Natsuki is in trouble and asking us for our advice, we have to be more supportive."
"Yeah well, I was just saying what we were both thinking…" Nao stated nonchalantly as she took a sip of her newly ordered drink.
"NAO!"
"Ok, OK. Sooo…… Can we see it?" An eager grin spread across Nao's face.
"What! NO!" Natsuki looked at her as if she had grown a second head, completely appalled at the idea.
"Look, I don't know about you Mai but I would like to see what this Fujino-girl is capable of..."
"Do you want to see it Mai." The Biker said with an agitated expression.
"No! Of course not…I would never…well…I… umm" With an apologetic look she raised her hand in a half-praying motion.
"Maybe just a peek." With a sigh, Natsuki unbuttoned the top of her shirt, and taking a quick look around to make sure no one was looking, she showed them Shizuru's handiwork.
"WHOA!"
"Shhh keep it down!" The dark-haired biker gripped her shirt and looked at them with a glare, doing her best to silence them.
"Natsuki, that looks painful." Mai grimaced at the obvious bruising that spread around the wound.
"She must be REAL good if you couldn't feel that!" Natsuki blushed.
"I'm sure they were too busy to notice how bad it was, Nao." Mai tried to save the Biker from any further embarrassment.
"Yeah they couldn't notice because they were in the throws of mind-blowing ecstasy! HAHAHA." The attempt of mercy was completely blown away after Nao's comment. If she wasn't blushing full force before, Natsuki was going purple now.
"Hey is it me or does that look like a 'K'." Nao looked at the wound in curiosity, using her finger to seemingly trace the wound's shape in the air.
"You know I think your right." Mai stated taking a second look at the mark.
"Will both of you stop it!" Natsuki hissed as she quickly re-buttoned her shirt, her ever reddening face a clear sign of her mortification. Mai smiled at Natsuki's common reaction while Nao laughed.
"Well, what do you want us to do? Recommend a good S&M store. You want to get her to talk to you, right? Then talk!"
"I just said the time apart might be good for us and… and you heard what happened. She won't listen to me!" Natsuki blushed remembering the event from last night… then she blushed deeper.
"No, that's not it you're not taking charge! You're like puddy in her hands by the sound of it! You need to let everything all out without her interrupting you! " With a gleam in her eye, Nao pumped her fist for emphasis.
"It's not that easy." With a thoughtful look, the biker crossed her arms over her chest only to instantly drop them with a small scowl at its soreness. She quickly hid her pain and turned her attention to Mai.
"You shouldn't think so negatively, Natsuki. I'm sure there are a lot of things you can do." With a sigh, Natsuki thought about the women who caused her confusion.
"…It shouldn't be this hard to talk to her. Why won't she just trust me."
"Maybe she has issues." Nao said nonchalantly as she took another sip of her drink.
"Perhaps you try something dramatic like… taking her on a talk show!" Mai smiled at her idea thinking that is was actually possible.
"I don't think that will work Mai." Both Natsuki and Nao sweat-dropped at the idea.
"Besides… I don't want to just 'talk' to her anymore…"
"Then wha-"
"I want to break up." The biker looked into the distance, her decision regrettable but final.
"What? I thought you really liked this girl? If you care about her so much, then why do you want to break up?" Mai looked at her puzzled knowing fully well that once Natsuki commits, she never quits.
"I uh, b-because…" The dark-haired girl glanced between the two unable to form an answer.
"Yeah Mutt, I never knew you to ever give up on anything so easily."
"Natsuki?"
"Because…"
"What's the problem? Speak up!"
"BECAUSE I DON'T WANT TO FALL IN LOVE WITH SOMEONE WHO ONLY SEES ME AS A CONQUEST! I don't want to love someone who'll just LEAVE ME. I can't take that again!" There was a moment of silence as her friends looked at her with sympathy, remembering what she said her life was like before she met them.
"I'm gonna go, I'm sorry I bothered you guys." Natsuki got up from her seat and made motions to leave.
"Wait Natsuki!" Mai grabbed her arm before she could escape, and didn't let go until the biker was seated in her chair once again.
"If this is what you really want you know you have our support. We'll help you come up with something to say ok, but it really all depends on you. I just don't want you to feel like your making a mistake. You shouldn't let what happened in the past decide how you should live or… who you should love in the present." Mai gave her a caring smile hoping that it would help comfort her friend.
"Mai…"
"Yeah well, let's forget all the mushy stuff and see what we can up with huh! Honestly I didn't want to say anything before but I think you need to cut that leash and run. The girl sounds nuts!" The girls looked at her with a raised eyebrow.
"I'm serious, what she did gave the term 'love bite' new meaning! She literally made her mark on you, in some twisted form of possession. That should be proof in itself that she could be willing to go further than just that mark. I still surprised that the only thing you're worried over is that she isn't being more open with you. There's some pretty messed up people out there Natsuki, promise you'll be careful."
"Nao… I think that's the first time you've ever said you'd be worried about me." Natsuki looked at her with a proud grin.
"HEY! I never said that; don't put words in my mouth. You damn dog! The only one allowed to kick you're ass is me." They all shared a laugh and Natsuki found reassurance in their presence, receiving courage from their words.
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After making sure her Ducati was parked in a safe place, Natsuki made her way toward the front desk of her love's hotel room. A clamp seemed to grip her stomach, the nervousness she felt seizing any sense of certainty she had before and effectively sending it into the deepest pit of hell. Frantically she kept replaying the conversation she planned with her friends, hoping that it would calm her down. I can do this, I can do this! I can't let her get to me! I have to be serious and firm! FIRM!! …Firm… the image of Shizuru's slender, voluptuous body appeared in her mind, calling her, enticing her. GOD DAMMIT NO!!... sigh I'm so screwed.
Natsuki reached the front desk, dread filling her insides.
"Uh, hi I'm Kuga Natsuki. I'm here to see Fujino Shizuru in the presidential suite."
"I'm sorry ma'am, but we don't give key cards to anyone who walks from the street."
"Look she knows me, I-I was here last night, I really need to speak with her." The receptionist gave her a skeptical look, and then proceeded to type the name into her computer. After taking a quick glance, she once again turned toward Natsuki and gave her reply with irritation apparent on her face.
"Fujino-sama left specific instructions that she is never to be disturbed no matter who this person may be unless she has explicitly left instructions to allow said person to enter and I'm afraid we have no mention of a Kuga Natsuki."
Disbelief filled her, was she that unimportant, had she even been mentioned to anyone in the hotel at all. The disbelief turned from grief to anger, remembering how she was never able to get in contact with her before. Remembering how completely distant she seemed, before her mysteriousness was what attracted her but now she was just fed up with it!
"I NEED TO TALK TO HER. You've got a phone right there just call her!" she yelled this a little louder than she intended to, her frustration leaking into her voice.
"I suggest you leave, now miss. Please, don't make me call security."
Natsuki tried to control her anger after noticing she was gaining unwanted attention. Growling in frustration, she knew she didn't have a choice but to leave.
"F-fine."
She rushed out of the hotel, and began to pace outside. I don't BELIEVE this, it's all too messed up for WORDS!! GGAAAHHH! Now what am I going to do?! Realizing that the confrontation wouldn't happen today, she felt both worried and relieved. Natsuki knew that it was only a mater of time before everything would be over, but… a part of her didn't want it to end. She hated to admit it but she was falling for the women. Maybe… she already did. Feeling defeated she walked toward her Ducati, a look plainly written on her face that said 'do NOT bother me!'
Psst
She raised her head at the noise, only to dismiss it as something unimportant and continued walking.
PSSSSTTT!!
Turning her head again toward the sound, she saw a boy about her age gesturing her to come over. He was obviously an employee of the hotel, with the rather large uniform hanging from his body. Apparently her face didn't send the message plainly enough for the guy. That Bellboy better not be trying to pick me up…I'm so not in the mood for that!
"I hear that you're trying to find Fujino Shizuru, that right." Natsuki was surprised at first but she looked at him in disbelief.
"Yeah, but how would you know how to get a hold of her?"
"The question isn't getting a hold of her, its finding out where she is…"
"She isn't here?"
"Bingo!"
"But she's supposed to be packing for her trip. Where is she!?" Noticing that he managed to grab her interest, a cocky grin placed itself in his face.
"Well I could tell you, but my mind seems to be a little fuzzy." Veins popped on her forehead at the bellman's obvious meaning. In annoyance, she dug into her wallet and pulling out a fifty, handed it to the man.
"Hmm it's stiiilllll a little fuzzy."
I can't believe this guy! Clenching her fists she grabbed another fifty and handed it to him roughly making sure he felt her anger.
"Hey be gentle. I'm the one doing you a favor you know."
"Tell me where she is, NOW." The infamous Kuga death glare quickly shut him up. He gulped, suddenly fearing for his life. Then he proceeded to quickly write down something on a piece of paper.
"Uh…look, I saw her leave real early this morning, I mean before sunrise early, and FYI she didn't have any luggage with her on this trip. I don't think she was going to where you think she was. About once every other month she asks to be taken to this address. You're lucky I was paying attention this time when I put her in the cab, of course with what she was wearing…" he whistled his approval but noticing Natsuki's murderous aura quickly shut himself up again. "Yeah well, it's a little weird is all, every month like clockwork; she leaves the same time, to the same place I assume."
Curiosity getting the better of her, Natsuki cooled down and decided to see what else she could learn.
"What do you mean?"
"It's just like I said, she just comes and goes. She stays for a month, leaves, and then she just appears out of the blue a month later. Not only that but she's very strict on privacy, no ones allowed on her floor unless they've got her permission before hand. Heck, she apparently has another apartment in another hotel specifically for entertaining, if you know what I mean."
It felt as if someone just beat her heart with a ten ton mallet. The tension in her chest was unbearable and sadness overcame her. Others, she has others…of course…
Noticing the pained look on her face, and being a softy for girls hurting, he hastily started to explain,
"Whoa relax uhh... she hasn't asked to go there in a long time, I'm guessing it's probably because of you. You're even the only one she's ever brought here! Fujino-san has even started staring off into space, and she's definitely friendlier, she actually said Good Morning to me recently. And you probably already know she absolutely despises men."
She grinned forlornly at the man's lame attempts at comfort, but all the same she decided to let those words ease her worries. Natsuki started walking away, asking one last question of her informer.
"Aren't classy hotels supposed to have some policy against this?" Pleased that he managed to help her slightly, he replied with his usual smugness.
"Yeah well, let's just say I'm still new."
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Looking at the paper she double-checked the address on the house. It was a large Victorian family home. For a supposedly average home it was rather large, even from the outside it looked very spacious. Gardens grew from the front of the house and extended to each side. Eight sets of windows in white cedar frames lay evenly across the home's brick surface, small vines growing up its walls. Grass could easily be seen covering the backyard and rich colors painted its exterior giving it a warm, inviting feeling.
Natsuki walked across the spacious driveway, her pace slowing as she reached the door. There gold knockers rested on the thick brown door and lace curtains could be seen through the windows. This place is so homey. Looks like it came straight out of a chocolate box. I can't imagine Shizuru living here…ok well here goes nothing.
After the door bell rang, Natsuki waited tapping her foot against the gravel. The door opened and there stood an elderly woman, her short gray hair combed neatly across her head, and she wore a dark outfit suitable for maids. The women peered at her with hard unforgiving eyes. Whoa! Must back away, back FAR away!
"Yes." The women said in a deep tone, looking at the Biker in annoyance. Taking in a breath, Natsuki steeled herself for the impending encounter.
"I'm here to see Shizuru." Shock could visibly be seen in the elder's eyes. She looked her up and down as if she her questioning gaze could be answered by her actions.
"And who might you be?" the rebel's heart sank once more at her apparent lack of mention, quickly deflating her. God! I can't stand this anymore…
"Kuga! My name is Kuga Natsuki! OK! I need to see her right now! I tired of getting the run-around!"
"Ojou-sama does not allow uninvited guests."
"So I hear! Tell her I'm outside. She knows who I am and I'm not leaving until she GETS HER ASS OUT HERE!!" She let out all of her frustration, not really caring what the consequences might be. The Biker knew she was in this house and the sooner she talked to her, the sooner it could all be over.
Suddenly a voice called from the within the house.
"Ara, ara Miss Maria. It isn't polite to keep guests waiting outside in this heat. Let her inside." That voice… sudden butterflies raged within her abdomen flipping her insides in nervousness. It's her…but… she sounds…different… Apparently her voice resonated into the home, its occupants hearing every word. Of course they would have to be deaf not to.
"This way." With a tightly reined displeasure, the elderly women escorted her into the home closing the door behind her. She continued walking toward a door adjacent from the front and stepped inside. It was most likely the living room.
"Ojou-sama is there anything else I can get you." Stepping into the room she saw her instantly. An elegant dress with small frills and intricate designs clung to her form, cascading down the length of the chair. It was a sight the dark-haired girl wasn't accustomed to. Shizuru always wore cloths that revealed her beauty in sensually, memorizing ways and it wasn't that this dress lacked that aspect, but the piece had the markings of a woman of class. Her posture was different. She leaned back instead of foreword, onto her chair, and with a cup of tea in hand she stared wistfully outside her window. Is that Shizuru? She looks so… sad.
"No thank you Maria. That will be all. Could you please leave us?" She released a distressed sigh and with a tired expression she turned, her attention now residing on her unexpected guest.
"O-of course, ojou-sama." Though reluctant the women followed her mistress's orders and closed the door behind her as she left. Finally, she had Shizuru in front of her and this time she wasn't going to allow her affection for the girl get in the way.
"Do you have any idea what I've been through today?"
"Please, do tell."
"I went to your apartment only find that I wasn't allowed to see you. Me, Shizuru! ME! THEN, I had to bribe the bellboy just to find out that you left early this morning and NOT for a business trip. Oh no, but that couldn't be the only thing… you have another apartment, in ANOTHER hotel for your OTHER girlfriends!!"
"Really? Well, You seem to be having a long day perhaps, you shou-"
"NO! THIS time you will let me FINISH!" Natsuki ran an aggravated hand through her hair.
"God! Is that all I am to you now, Shizuru. A fling. A MOMENT OF PLEASURE. You're driving me nuts! I don't want to be just a moment in your life!"
"Ara, then what do you want?"
"I WANT ALL OF YOU!" Shock registered on the hostesses face from the outburst. She looked deep into Natsuki's emerald eyes, searching them. For what, the biker didn't know but something was different… the way she looked at her… it felt different. Before Natsuki could dwell on that thought any further, Shizuru closed her eyes to gather her thoughts.
"Kuga-san is it… I hate to bring you more bad news but I do believe this is the first time we've met." She stated as she took a sip of her tea, the chestnut-haired women opened her eyes and looked on the dark-haired biker with sympathy.
Natsuki stood speechless, her legs started to give way. Quickly she stumbled into the nearest chair. Everything she just said appeared to fall on deaf ears. It was impossible! She had been seeing Shizuru for almost a month, how could she not remember her. A twinge of pain flashed in her chest at the thought that she seemed so forgettable to the women who haunted her days and nights. She truly had tuned into that women they met in the park. Why, for goodness sake, WHY.
NO!
I have to stop thinking like this. I'm here because everything won't stop falling apart! I can't take feeling this way all the time! I came to end it myself!
Seeing so many emotions flashing across her face, the young lady decided to ease her confusion. With a small nod to herself, she set down her tea cup placing it gently onto the table and overlapped her hands on her lap.
"Ara, I can see I'm going to have to be forthcoming with you. Normally, I'm fully rested before I have to deal with the… problems that she's left behind, but I'm aware that this isn't the case."
"Wait, what do you mean by she?"
"She, as in the girl you know as Fujino Shizuru."
"You're… you're not Shizuru."
"I wouldn't say that…"
"You either are or you aren't!"
"Kannin na Kuga-san, but these circumstances aren't that black and white." She messaged her temples trying to ease the tension there. Natsuki was tired of the all the constant distractions, so avoiding all the hostesses ambiguous answers, she kept her main goal in focus.
"But she is here."
"Yes she is."
"Then I'm going to find her!" Natsuki got up from her chair and briskly made her way toward the door.
"No wait. Please." The biker stopped and turned herself to this person who says she isn't her Shizuru. It seemed that no matter what, she just couldn't ever say no to that face.
"It won't matter where you look you're not going to find her in any other room." Again. More distractions. It's all just more distractions!
"YOU JUST TOLD ME SHE WAS HERE! And if you aren't her then, where is she?!" Natsuki glared forcefully awaiting an answer.
"Let me see if I can clarify the situation you have stumbled your way into. My name is Shizuru Viola, and I have Split-Personality Disorder."
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Well I hope you like it so far; I must have gone over it a dozen times in the past week. I really hope that it comes to par with all the other great shiznat fics here. On a funny note, I actually had to stop writing the shiznat uh… dinner scene for a bit. I actually couldn't type I was so embarrassed. Reading it is one thing… writing it on the other hand... / Honestly, I don't think I'm ready for a full scene like that, this one came out ok (being only a small tidbit and all) but I think it could have been better.
I trust you guys to tell me if their too OOC, I'm really trying to keep them in character. So if you could… please make sure I don't murder them huh .
TO ALL YOU AUTHORS AND READERS OUT THERE: I'm honored that you read this long, and that you thought this fic was worth reading to the end.
R/R Pllleeeaaassee