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Aishiteru, Arisawa Tatsuki....~
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Bleach › Yuri - Female/Female
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Adult +
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2
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Worries, Worries~
Here it is. A day after. Chapter 2. PLEASE GIVE ME REVIEWS. NYA.
Chapter 2: Worries, Worries~
Sighing rather girlishly, Honsho Chizuru sat in her seat before class started, adding to the list of things in her notebook that she knows about Tatsuki, as well as drawing hearts around a small doodle of her. She already had her height and weight down, but she needed more..how would she get it? Her face lit up when she noticed her love, Arisawa Tatsuki, enter the classroom. Her lips curled into a grin and she giggled very quietly to herself, ready to start teasing her right away, but waiting first for her to sit down.
Tatsuki sat down, placing down her books as usual and taking her seat next to Orihime’s empty seat. She seemed a little down, not fiery as usual. ^Where is she?…I’m getting worried. After yesterday, that freak tornado that made all of that stuff fly at her…^ She let out a sigh and looked over to Inoue’s empty seat before shrugging and opening her book.
“Hm..?” Chizuru blinked a few times, before nearly copying Tatsuki’s sad expression. She didn’t like to see the girl she loved so depressed. She couldn’t let this keep up. ^Since I am to be her soul mate, I MUST cheer her up!^ Chizuru donned her usual grin again and walked over to Tatsuki. “Oy, Tatsuki, why—erm..” She had little to no experience with most social situations. “Why do you look so sad, Tatsuki?~ Afraid Hime might be cheating on you?~” Chizuru grinned a perverted one for sure.
Tatsuki shot her an angry scowl, not to mention threatening. “If you keep sayin’ stuff like that, I’m gonna hurt you. Pah, don’t even pretend to care, and I’m not telling you where she is.”
“P-pretend?” Chizuru bit her lip nervously. “I’m not pretending, Tatsuki! I mean sure, I’d love to be the one to have kidnapped her in such a situation~ But that doesn’t mean I don’t like you too…”
“Oh dear GOD if you so much as crack ONE of your dirty little jokes about ME, I’m going to hit you..” Tatsuki let out a frustrated sigh, shaking her head.
“E-eee! No no no, no need for violence right now, Tatsuki!~ I didn’t mean I like you like THAT…But….you, you know, if you’re sad, you can talk to me! You do know that..right?” Chizuru looked hopeful, kind of reaching out at a time like this. Once again, with little social experience, she didn’t know how to make someone like her or be particularly kind. As far as being social went, she only knew her way around the bedroom..
“Haha…Right..” Tatsuki even let out a chuckle. “I’ll trust you as far as I can throw you, Chizuru.” Tatsuki was a bit dazed at the moment, so she couldn’t really think that statement through just yet, instead just watching Chizuru a bit more closely to make sure she wasn’t going ot try and perverted moves on her, now that Orihime wasn’t in school.
^This is better than I thought! With Orihime not in school, I actually ge tto talk to Arisawa-kun..!~^ “Nnh…Heehee..” Chizuru would prop herself up on Tatsuki’s desk, legs hanging off the side, her side visible to Tatsuki as well, not to mention her short skirt letting show just a bit of her lean legs. “That doesn’t make much sense. I mean, last time you did throw me pretty far, and almost through a tree. That expression doesn’t really work with someone as strong as you are..~”
“U-..uh…” Tatsuki blushed lightly. “Strong? M—I mean, of course I know I’m strong, hah. Duh….Er…” Tatsuki’s eyes wandered to that skirt. “Chizuru…did you actually…cut your skirt SHORTER?”
“Hee~ So you noticed, huh? Yeah, well, I like showing off this lean, slim body I have. What do you think, ne, Tatsuki?~” Chizuru smirked lightly, happy to have Tatsuki notice her figure, though she was wrong since Tatsuki was only drawn by the length of her skirt.
“I think…you’re really weird to do that. Most people…request a longer one from the school…”
Chizuru pouted slightly, but weird meant Tatsuki did think about Chizuru at least a little, so she took it and cut her losses, sliding off the desk with a girlish sigh. “Well~ See you later, Suki…~” She headed back to her own seat, and smirked, writing down the color of Tatsuki’s bra today from a simple, unseen peek she had taken from high up on that desk.
“Right, see…you..” Tatsuki sighed, flipping through her notebook a little, before stopping and blushing lightly. ^Su-suki…? Was she…hitting on ME?..^ She shook her head and snapped out of it quickly. ^That’s ridiculous. She wants Orihime-san, not me.^
Chizuru would whisper to herself, eyes locked on the back of Tatsuki’s head. “Oh, Suki…~ I want you so much…and..I ‘will’ have you.” She licked her lips and grinned, already plotting her next move in a game Tatsuki wasn’t even playing, let alone knows the rules of.
Chapter 2: Worries, Worries~
Sighing rather girlishly, Honsho Chizuru sat in her seat before class started, adding to the list of things in her notebook that she knows about Tatsuki, as well as drawing hearts around a small doodle of her. She already had her height and weight down, but she needed more..how would she get it? Her face lit up when she noticed her love, Arisawa Tatsuki, enter the classroom. Her lips curled into a grin and she giggled very quietly to herself, ready to start teasing her right away, but waiting first for her to sit down.
Tatsuki sat down, placing down her books as usual and taking her seat next to Orihime’s empty seat. She seemed a little down, not fiery as usual. ^Where is she?…I’m getting worried. After yesterday, that freak tornado that made all of that stuff fly at her…^ She let out a sigh and looked over to Inoue’s empty seat before shrugging and opening her book.
“Hm..?” Chizuru blinked a few times, before nearly copying Tatsuki’s sad expression. She didn’t like to see the girl she loved so depressed. She couldn’t let this keep up. ^Since I am to be her soul mate, I MUST cheer her up!^ Chizuru donned her usual grin again and walked over to Tatsuki. “Oy, Tatsuki, why—erm..” She had little to no experience with most social situations. “Why do you look so sad, Tatsuki?~ Afraid Hime might be cheating on you?~” Chizuru grinned a perverted one for sure.
Tatsuki shot her an angry scowl, not to mention threatening. “If you keep sayin’ stuff like that, I’m gonna hurt you. Pah, don’t even pretend to care, and I’m not telling you where she is.”
“P-pretend?” Chizuru bit her lip nervously. “I’m not pretending, Tatsuki! I mean sure, I’d love to be the one to have kidnapped her in such a situation~ But that doesn’t mean I don’t like you too…”
“Oh dear GOD if you so much as crack ONE of your dirty little jokes about ME, I’m going to hit you..” Tatsuki let out a frustrated sigh, shaking her head.
“E-eee! No no no, no need for violence right now, Tatsuki!~ I didn’t mean I like you like THAT…But….you, you know, if you’re sad, you can talk to me! You do know that..right?” Chizuru looked hopeful, kind of reaching out at a time like this. Once again, with little social experience, she didn’t know how to make someone like her or be particularly kind. As far as being social went, she only knew her way around the bedroom..
“Haha…Right..” Tatsuki even let out a chuckle. “I’ll trust you as far as I can throw you, Chizuru.” Tatsuki was a bit dazed at the moment, so she couldn’t really think that statement through just yet, instead just watching Chizuru a bit more closely to make sure she wasn’t going ot try and perverted moves on her, now that Orihime wasn’t in school.
^This is better than I thought! With Orihime not in school, I actually ge tto talk to Arisawa-kun..!~^ “Nnh…Heehee..” Chizuru would prop herself up on Tatsuki’s desk, legs hanging off the side, her side visible to Tatsuki as well, not to mention her short skirt letting show just a bit of her lean legs. “That doesn’t make much sense. I mean, last time you did throw me pretty far, and almost through a tree. That expression doesn’t really work with someone as strong as you are..~”
“U-..uh…” Tatsuki blushed lightly. “Strong? M—I mean, of course I know I’m strong, hah. Duh….Er…” Tatsuki’s eyes wandered to that skirt. “Chizuru…did you actually…cut your skirt SHORTER?”
“Hee~ So you noticed, huh? Yeah, well, I like showing off this lean, slim body I have. What do you think, ne, Tatsuki?~” Chizuru smirked lightly, happy to have Tatsuki notice her figure, though she was wrong since Tatsuki was only drawn by the length of her skirt.
“I think…you’re really weird to do that. Most people…request a longer one from the school…”
Chizuru pouted slightly, but weird meant Tatsuki did think about Chizuru at least a little, so she took it and cut her losses, sliding off the desk with a girlish sigh. “Well~ See you later, Suki…~” She headed back to her own seat, and smirked, writing down the color of Tatsuki’s bra today from a simple, unseen peek she had taken from high up on that desk.
“Right, see…you..” Tatsuki sighed, flipping through her notebook a little, before stopping and blushing lightly. ^Su-suki…? Was she…hitting on ME?..^ She shook her head and snapped out of it quickly. ^That’s ridiculous. She wants Orihime-san, not me.^
Chizuru would whisper to herself, eyes locked on the back of Tatsuki’s head. “Oh, Suki…~ I want you so much…and..I ‘will’ have you.” She licked her lips and grinned, already plotting her next move in a game Tatsuki wasn’t even playing, let alone knows the rules of.