About this Story - Final Chapter
Chapter 4
“It’s really cold up here,” Mayu said, after using the last of her strengths to follow the other girl to the top of the small construction.
With a wide smile, Masaki turned to her and made an agreeing “un” before turning again to the view.
There were many angles possible from which to enjoy the landscapes. On one side, stood some small houses and a bigger one, that was probably the nursing home nearby. On yet another, there were hills covered by trees ready for spring as well as a patch of water that looked like some sort of dam. According to the sign, on one of the many sides of the construction, they could even see Rokko, the famous mount from Kobe. The whole scenery stood before them just like a green carpet of mountains, and all of the formations were covered by a white mist that lent a special charm to the view.
However tacky it might sound, nonetheless, Masaki was still what pulled her eyes the most. The girl had now just finished filming the view and seemed to be taking a landscape photo with her mobile phone at the moment. Mayu’s eyes now focused on her nape, where her short hair - shorter from the time she was playing Oscar - had been cut recently. The ends curled a little to the outside, humid by her sweat.
“Mayu-san, come here!” her call made Mayu jump back to reality. Masaki waved, motioning for her to get closer. “You don’t mind if we took a picture, right?”
Trying to focus on what she was doing, Mayu complied and went to her side as Masaki framed both in the cracked screen of her device. After taking a couple of shots, the younger girl pouted for a while, examining the result.
“Would you like me to take one of you?” Mayu stretched her hand.
“Nah, please don’t worry! But would you mind us taking one more? These two look weird somehow, don’t you think?”
She turned the cracked screen to Mayu, who was surprised to notice what the other meant. Even though she couldn’t point out exactly what had gone wrong twice, there was indeed something out of place.
“I’ll stand more to the back and try to put the camera a bit higher,” Masaki said thoughtful, already doing so.
The feeling. Mayu finally noticed what had been the problem before. Being so cold up there, she had been trying to suppress the shivers, more intense as time passed as the heat from climbing started cooling down. The feeling of standing so close to Masaki’s warm body had made her do a strange face in the previous shots, and it was probable that the very same had just happened again.
She stretched her neck to look up Masaki’s shoulders, as the girl quietly examined the new photos.
“I think they look good now!” she pronounced, turning back suddenly, only to jump back a little from Mayu’s proximity.
Pretending she hadn’t noticed the scared look on the girl’s complexion, Mayu tried to inspect the screen as naturally as she could. This time, the two didn’t simply look weird. They were standing in the picture just like a couple: Mayu blushed without looking directly at the camera, and Masaki flashed her typical ten-thousand-kilowatt smiling face right behind her.
Mayu lifted her eyes to meet Masaki’s, who did no effort to hide her eagerness. Even though she preferred that the photo disappeared, it would feel like stealing candy from a child facing how much the girl seemed to have enjoyed the result. Therefore, she forced herself to nod.
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She looked so cute! The prince of the blushes looked extremely cute in the photo, just like a virgin. Mayu had to agree with that photo, Masaki thought, while waiting for the other’s approval. When the woman finally nodded, it took all of Masaki’s inner strength not to do some perverted victory dance in celebration. Instead, she just said:
“Oh, great! I’m so happy to have another picture of us.”
Well, maybe she shouldn’t have said it either, Masaki thought upon seeing Mayu’s troubled expression right after.
“Then again we should try another?” Masaki quickly offered. As long as she didn’t have to delete the golden shot, she could spend her whole life doing poses with her beloved Mayu.
Masaki went again behind her and started setting the phone camera. However, Mayu turned abruptly to face her, looking into her eyes.
“Actually, there’s something we need to talk about,” she began to say.
And Masaki’s mind went blank.
‘Oh, no,’ she thought in despair. ‘I’ve been here before and, as good as it was, it was also very very very bad!’
Just like the first time, her mind came back to the taste Mayu’s lips brushing against hers. They were kissing. Again. This couldn’t be good. No friendship could survive a forbidden kiss twice. Mainly when this wasn’t even due to the intake of alcohol. Thus, when their tongues touched one another, Masaki used all she had to pull away from it.
“Mayu-san!” Masaki blurted, gasping for air.
The woman looked back without moving, her eyes wide open and her lips quivering. Has this been the look she had showed after the party that other night? Startled and somehow hopeless. Masaki never wanted to see that expression again; and yet, she had been its perpetrator. Probably, twice.
“I’m so very sorry, I don’t...” But she was stopped mid-way when Mayu lifted the palm of her hand.
After taking a deep breath, the woman showed her a dispirited smile. This was only getting worse, Masaki thought.
“I understand, I think. It was just a drunk speech after all,” Mayu stated to the other’s confusion. Seeming to acknowledge this, the woman continued: “The one from the party, when you kissed me. It was all because of that champagne and the wine, or whatever you were drinking.”
“It was all...? This kiss?” Masaki tilted her head slightly?
“Your feelings. I mean, what you really feel for me. I’m sorry. I already knew you were only drunk, and not speaking for real; you even apologized before.”
“Wait, Mayu-san. I’m not drunk now.” Yet, she laughed at the thought, for how she had behaved all day, making the other follow her pace in shopping, cooking and even hiking even though it was still so cold. “I never said my feelings weren’t real. Why do you think I kissed you?”
“You were drunk, right?”
“I mean now.”
“You didn’t kiss me. Actually, you just jumped as though you had received an electrical shock.”
Well, a shock would describe just fine the kind of energy that went through Masaki’s body whenever she felt those lips. But, wait.
“Say again? I mean, this wasn’t a kiss?”
With a frown, Mayu explained:
“It was, but I was the one who kissed you. I just... I didn’t know how to begin this, so I thought it wouldn’t be so bad to just demonstrate it all through a kiss, not being the first and all.”
“Y-y-you kissed m-me?” Her head was starting to feel light but, as much as it didn’t make any sense, it also started making some. “I didn’t screw this again?”
The other shook her head to Masaki’s relief.
“But,” Mayu began saying, “you didn’t want it, right?”
“Of course, I wanted! Mayu-san kissed me! So Mayu-san wanted to kiss me, right?” She jumped on the woman’s shoulders and only stopped upon noticing she had been shaking the other too hard.
Now, Mayu was laughing uncontrollably.
“What? I’m sorry, it’s that...” Masaki mumbled, not knowing what it was exactly.
“You still haven’t answered me. Whether you’re okay with us. Together.”
“As one could imagine, Mayu-san was right.”
“About...?”
Not wishing to lose any more time, Masaki enveloped Mayu’s body with her arms and pulled her closer before starting a deep kiss.
They were panting when their lips finally parted. Even though they had been this close before, it was the first time Masaki could let herself get lost into Mayu’s eyes. She enjoyed the time to admire the woman’s deep blush, while fully aware the sekimen oujisama was also using her power to make her own cheeks burn.
“So, when did you notice?” Masaki asked, her voice huskier than ever.
“When I had to tell you that Eritan had accomplished to reinstate you... I was secretly wishing she hadn’t, that I had one more opportunity to make it myself.”
“Wow, that’s selfish. So, do you want to monopolize me or something?”
Lifting her hand, Mayu gently caressed her face.
“Very much.” She initiated one more fervent kiss, which made neither of them really want to go back despite how cold both obviously were.
They didn’t want to think about getting down and having to say goodbye: Mayu needed to take the train back to Tokyo, Masaki had to go back and recover her role in the play. For as long as they could, they would remain there. And then, they would climb down holding each other’s hands to never let go.
THE END!
Anita, 19/04/2013
Author Notes:
I said most of what I wanted in the first chapter so that rests me here is to thank you for reading this whole piece. It’s far from being a common couple but I think they are so cute together, I really like the Tomu and Masao rare moments. I hope I could at least put this into the story.
Well, you’ll see me around with more fanfic of this couple. I hope you can also read it!
Thanks again to Goodoldbadmood for her support. Without her I wouldn’t have got into Takarazuka fanfics and my life would be missing all this love, lol.
Any comments are welcome, so feel free to do them now! Actually, please do them right now because this author is very eager to find out what you think, he he.
See you in my other stories, right? :D
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