[Episode 3924] [Episode 3924]Of course it was the perfect moment for something unfortunate to happen...
"Urashima..." The door opened.
Was that?.. Yup, he was dead.
He looked up and saw the ravenhaired kendoka stand over him.
"Why is my sister lying in your bed?" She asked in a calm voice.
A far too calm voice for his peace of mind.
"W-we-well, I... She...Err..." Keitaro stuttered. He didn't dare take his eyes from her face.
Motoko had a couple of VERY intimidating threats involving her sword and a certain piece of his anatomy that was currently still sheathed a couple of inches into her elder sister.
"And why..." The Shinmeiryu's voice rose a couple of octaves. "are you both naked?!"
"W-we.. .that is to say..." He valiantly tried to make an excuse, But really, how do you explain finding yourself spooning an enraged swordswoman older sister? "...Er, Please don't kill me?" He squeaked.
Motoko's face was red with indigneous fury, she looked like she was about to erupt in a convincing impression of mount Fuji.
"URASHIMAAA!" Her roar thundered throughout the building.
"URASHIMAAA!"
Kitsune looked up to the ceiling of her room with blurry eyes, then back her to her alarm. She blinked a couple of times to make her eyes used to the (in her mind) irritatingly strong morning sun, groaned, and put the pillow over her ears in a vain attempt to flee back to the world of dreams and away from her pounding hung-over.
"Too damn early" she muttered, and tried to go back to her dream. She'd had such a nice dream too. It had involved her, her manager, her best friend, and an interesting application of whipped cream.
"URASHIMAAA!"
Naru's eyes went up with a startle, before shutting themeselves painfully in the irritating sunlight. Her head was pounding, Kami how much did she drink last night?
Mutsumi had come over and Kitsune had insisted toasting about some stupid article she'd sold.
The last thing she remembered was Kitsune dozing off and Mu-chan saying something about 'practicing for Kei-kun' and something wet on her lips.
The honey-haired girl groaned at the headache all the thinking was causing her and tried to bury her face deeper into the naked blossom before her.
Wait... blossom? She tentactively reached out with a shaky hand and squeezed. The person beside her gave a low moan. She looked up to meet chocolate-brown orbs.
"Ara?"
"URASHIMAAA!"
Kaolla Su turned in her bed and muttered to herself about 'procuring new plasma guns for her flying space monkeys' but otherwise gave no indication of having heard.
"URASHIMAAA!"
Shinobu’s reaction was pretty much the same as Su’s. She made a cute pout that some would classify as a lethal weapon and turned the sheet over her head. Making breakfast could wait, She’d be damned if she let something as inconsequencial as reality steal away her dreams of her sempai and a white wedding dress.
"URASHIMAAA!"
Haruka blinked. She could have sworn she'd heard someone from the dormitories screaming.
'Nah.' She thought to herself and moved to light a cancerstick. Fornlornly she remembered that she ‘d recently run out of the little stress-relievers. Stupid nicotine addiction, stupid Seta encouraging her that ‘she would be able to quit whenever she wanted to’, stupid Keitaro...
She’d woken up early from a rather... impropriate dream involving her nephew.
Odd thing, that. She thought she’d gotten over that a long time ago...
Damn she needed a smoke... And a boyfriend. Fantasizing about relatives was a bad sign.
Motoko was just about launch herself upon the unfortunate manager and unleash hell's fury upon him, when Tsuruko yawned and turned her head around. The odd look in her eyes enhanced by a sparkling of ki made Motoko freeze and stop in her tracks.
The ravenhaired beauty rose up and stretched her arms out, making a wet popping noise issue as she sat up. Tsuruko looked down under the sheets with an amused glint in her eyes before calmly meeting her successor’s gaze.
Her hand on the other hand disappeared beneath the covers, making Keitaro groan and stiffen...In more ways than one.
"Well little sister, eighter you join in or leave.” Tsuruko gave the kendoka a pointed look before shooting an quick approving look at Keitaro. “I believe I still owe manager-san here another round of training, and this time I do not intend to finish first...Take it or leave it."
Motoko opened her mouth and closed it rapidly like a fish, her face went through a multitude of expressions raging from confusion, disgust, and a certain deal of lust. She thought long and hard before seeming to settle on something, and opened her mouth.
But just as she was about to give her answer...
(Posted Fri, 21 Jan 2011 04:24)
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