Post by akagin on Jun 27, 2013 19:23:52 GMT -5
Got the writing bug last night, and this is what came of it. Just a snippet, but I may try to add to it if the mood hits me. Standard blurb, none of the characters are mine and all that. Feel free to comment and critique. Flame if you must, I'll roast marshmallows.
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The moon hung high in the night sky,
a yellow-white crescent against the velvet black. It shone down on the land below, illuminating the otherwise shadowy landscape. A figure detached itself from one such shadow, before darting to another. They had moved quickly, so quickly that if one hadn't been looking for them, they would have been all but impossible to spot.
Asuka pressed back against the side of the building, chest heaving, letting her senses spread out to envelope her surroundings. So far, so good. She felt sure that nobody had spotted her yet. She could do this! Just a little further, and she'd be there; she was home
free! Wiping a faint sheen of sweat from her brow, she whipped her head back, causing her ponytail to flare out for an instant before falling back into place. She was just about to press on, when-
"Going somewhere, Big Boob Girl?"
Asuka froze for a moment, before slowly turning to face the direction the words had come from. She recognized that voice. Only one person called her that. And sure enough, there they were. A girl no older than herself, she had hair just a shade darker than her own, tied back in a long ponytail that stretched past her waist. Her skin was tan, which only drew attention to her strikingly blue eyes. She was wearing a black sailor-style school uniform, with red trim. And she had seven swords strapped to her back, spread out in an array for easy access.
"H-Homura-chan?" What was she doing here? This was supposed to be an easier mission, without much of a chance of the Hebi school finding out about it. A moment later, she frowned, before tacking on something more. "And I have a name! It's Asuka! Not 'Big Boob Girl'! Yours are just as big as mine!" She shifted into a wary stance, unsure of she was about to be attacked or not.
"You're wrong, your boobs are bigger by at least three centimeters. Now prepare yourself!" Without another word, Homura rushed forward, hands clasped for a moment. Even as she rushed toward Asuka, an odd sphere of energy grew out from her hands in all directions, approaching Asuka even faster than she herself was.
"A shinobi kekkai?!" Asuka didn't have enough time to try to avoid the sphere, it had appeared far too quickly. Just as quickly as it had formed, it faded away an instant later, along
with the two of them. The shinobi kekkai was a secret ninpo that formed a bubble of space separate from reality, where shinobi could fight without interference. Without a way to escape until the battle was over, too. Within the barrier, the world looked similar to how it did on the outside. Save that the edge of the barrier seemed to possess a slight coloration, a vague notion of just where it extended to.
But Asuka didn't have any more time to study the barrier, she was still under attack. She had already activated her shinobi tenshin, so all she had to do was draw her swords. Unlike Homura, she only carried two blades. Two was plenty for her, though. Even as she tried to take some measure of comfort in that thought, she was struck anew at the skill needed for Homura to use six blades at once. Three in either hand, held between her fingers so that the blades were perpendicular to each other.
They met in a clash of steel, sparks flying where the multitude of blades clashed together. Asuka jumped nimbly back, before shifting her stance and rushing back into the fray, to try to gain the upper hand with a quick attack. She lashed out with her blades in a crossed slash, inscribing an 'X' in the air between her and Homura. But Homura managed to deflect both strikes, using a trio of blades to knock back either swing. She countered with a rapid turn, one group of blades swinging low even as the other cut high in their wake.
Asuka was unable to fully block this combination, and she was thrown back, numerous cuts and gashes marring her clothes. The only reason she was able to avoid any more serious injury was thanks to the defensive boost provided by her shinobi tenshin. Her clothing looked ordinary enough, but it was her armor while in combat, boosting her defense, strength and speed. It wasn't complete proof against pain or injury, but it could help prevent a lot of damage she would normally take. Still, that had hurt!
She struggled to get to her feet, before forcing herself to ignore the pain, and ready herself to continue fighting. She had come too far to quit now, she wasn't about to give up! Gritting her teeth, she rushed forward once more, only to vanish midway. In her place, fluttering to the ground, was her outfit's top. Normally, the Kawarimi Ninpo was used to avoid an attack, leaving her clothing behind to distract her opponent for a few precious instants. But she was using it as a diversion instead, and now appeared behind Homura, yelling as she tried a back attack.
Only to feel a rush of shock as Homura deflected her strike almost effortlessly, before turning to fix her with an intense stare. Those eyes, it felt like they were boring right into her. "You're too weak, granddaughter of Hanzo!" This was the last thing Asuka heard before the flurry of blades rushed toward her, far too close and far too fast to even try to block. Then everything went dark.
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"Homura-chan!" Asuka sat bolt upright, heart pounding. It took her a moment to realize that she was in her bed. It had all been a dream? But it felt so real... She took a deep breath and held it for a moment before exhaling, trying to calm down, so that she could try to go back to sleep.
"Was it that dream again?"
"Yeah..." Because of her sleep-addled state, it took Asuka a few long moments to realize something was wrong. She had her own room, there wasn't supposed to be anyone else there with her. She recognized the voice, too. "Wait, Katsu-nee? What are you doing in my room?"
"I knew you were having bad dreams so I came to try to help." While saying this, Katsuragi wasted no time in doing what she had undoubtedly actually come for, a midnight attack. Her hands reached out, before sliding under Asuka's nightshirt and grabbing her breasts. Fingers sank slightly into the pliant flesh, beginning a routine that Asuka found frighteningly familiar.
"K-katsu-nee! Cut it out!" Asuka cried out as she tried to ignore the sensations bombarding her chest, shaking and struggling. In the end, though, that only made her a more tantalizing target, as each movement was reflected in a jiggle or bounce, giving Katsuragi even more of a handful. And Katsuragi was fully enjoying it, getting even more excited.
"Huhuhu, I'll make sure you only have good dreams tonight, Asuka-chan!" Katsuragi chuckled lasciviously as she continued to assault the younger girl, her hands busily working at Asuka's front. In her zeal, she had already managed to undo every button on Asuka's nightshirt, the two sides splayed open, revealing a nice expanse of flesh.
"St-stop it, Katsu-nee! Mou, this is too much!" Nut try as she might, her words fell on deaf ears. Katsuragi showed no signs of stopping. In fact, she almost seemed to be intensifying her efforts. As such, when one of Katsuragi's hands finally let go of her breasts, Asuka was surprised. Was she stopping? No, she was only changing her focus. Asuka shivered as she felt Katsuragi's hand slowly trace a line down her abdomen, over her stomach, past her waist, to...
"N-no! Katsu-nee, you can't!" She wasn't going to... to do that, was she? Her heart
wasn't prepared for that!
"Your skin is so soft, Asuka-chan, I'm losing my mind! Don't worry, I'll be gentle..." If there would have been enough light to see Katsuragi's face, she surely would have looked positively driven, a lecherous smile and eyes intently locked on the shuddering form beneath her. She began to slowly work her hand under the hem of Asuka's bottom, the thin fabric of her pajama pants still too much of a barrier for what she had planned.
A fresh spasm tore through Asuka as she felt questing fingers brush against the sensitive skin just below her waist. Her face felt so hot that it should have been steaming. She had no more words, all of her pleas had failed in making Katsuragi see reason and stop. There didn't seem to be anything else she could do to try to protect herself. She'd be ruined for marriage, a soiled woman.
"That's enough!" A third voice cut through the dark room, both Asuka and Katsuragi had been so distracted that neither had noticed the door open, nor the shadowed figure step in. They approached, before delivering a solid thwack to the back of Katsuragi's head. "People are trying to sleep!" Ikaruga's blow must have been a bit harder than she had intended, or perhaps Katsuragi was just that quick to take advantage of an opportunity, as she collapsed forward, landing face-first on Asuka, face buried between her breasts. Only for a moment, however, as Ikaruga reached down to grab her by the collar and drag her away.
Asuka was finally alone, but she couldn't move for a long moment, continual small spasms of sensation causing her to shudder anew. Her heart was pounding just as hard now as when she'd first woken up, how was she supposed to go to sleep again after something like
that?!
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Chapter
01.1
01.1
The moon hung high in the night sky,
a yellow-white crescent against the velvet black. It shone down on the land below, illuminating the otherwise shadowy landscape. A figure detached itself from one such shadow, before darting to another. They had moved quickly, so quickly that if one hadn't been looking for them, they would have been all but impossible to spot.
Asuka pressed back against the side of the building, chest heaving, letting her senses spread out to envelope her surroundings. So far, so good. She felt sure that nobody had spotted her yet. She could do this! Just a little further, and she'd be there; she was home
free! Wiping a faint sheen of sweat from her brow, she whipped her head back, causing her ponytail to flare out for an instant before falling back into place. She was just about to press on, when-
"Going somewhere, Big Boob Girl?"
Asuka froze for a moment, before slowly turning to face the direction the words had come from. She recognized that voice. Only one person called her that. And sure enough, there they were. A girl no older than herself, she had hair just a shade darker than her own, tied back in a long ponytail that stretched past her waist. Her skin was tan, which only drew attention to her strikingly blue eyes. She was wearing a black sailor-style school uniform, with red trim. And she had seven swords strapped to her back, spread out in an array for easy access.
"H-Homura-chan?" What was she doing here? This was supposed to be an easier mission, without much of a chance of the Hebi school finding out about it. A moment later, she frowned, before tacking on something more. "And I have a name! It's Asuka! Not 'Big Boob Girl'! Yours are just as big as mine!" She shifted into a wary stance, unsure of she was about to be attacked or not.
"You're wrong, your boobs are bigger by at least three centimeters. Now prepare yourself!" Without another word, Homura rushed forward, hands clasped for a moment. Even as she rushed toward Asuka, an odd sphere of energy grew out from her hands in all directions, approaching Asuka even faster than she herself was.
"A shinobi kekkai?!" Asuka didn't have enough time to try to avoid the sphere, it had appeared far too quickly. Just as quickly as it had formed, it faded away an instant later, along
with the two of them. The shinobi kekkai was a secret ninpo that formed a bubble of space separate from reality, where shinobi could fight without interference. Without a way to escape until the battle was over, too. Within the barrier, the world looked similar to how it did on the outside. Save that the edge of the barrier seemed to possess a slight coloration, a vague notion of just where it extended to.
But Asuka didn't have any more time to study the barrier, she was still under attack. She had already activated her shinobi tenshin, so all she had to do was draw her swords. Unlike Homura, she only carried two blades. Two was plenty for her, though. Even as she tried to take some measure of comfort in that thought, she was struck anew at the skill needed for Homura to use six blades at once. Three in either hand, held between her fingers so that the blades were perpendicular to each other.
They met in a clash of steel, sparks flying where the multitude of blades clashed together. Asuka jumped nimbly back, before shifting her stance and rushing back into the fray, to try to gain the upper hand with a quick attack. She lashed out with her blades in a crossed slash, inscribing an 'X' in the air between her and Homura. But Homura managed to deflect both strikes, using a trio of blades to knock back either swing. She countered with a rapid turn, one group of blades swinging low even as the other cut high in their wake.
Asuka was unable to fully block this combination, and she was thrown back, numerous cuts and gashes marring her clothes. The only reason she was able to avoid any more serious injury was thanks to the defensive boost provided by her shinobi tenshin. Her clothing looked ordinary enough, but it was her armor while in combat, boosting her defense, strength and speed. It wasn't complete proof against pain or injury, but it could help prevent a lot of damage she would normally take. Still, that had hurt!
She struggled to get to her feet, before forcing herself to ignore the pain, and ready herself to continue fighting. She had come too far to quit now, she wasn't about to give up! Gritting her teeth, she rushed forward once more, only to vanish midway. In her place, fluttering to the ground, was her outfit's top. Normally, the Kawarimi Ninpo was used to avoid an attack, leaving her clothing behind to distract her opponent for a few precious instants. But she was using it as a diversion instead, and now appeared behind Homura, yelling as she tried a back attack.
Only to feel a rush of shock as Homura deflected her strike almost effortlessly, before turning to fix her with an intense stare. Those eyes, it felt like they were boring right into her. "You're too weak, granddaughter of Hanzo!" This was the last thing Asuka heard before the flurry of blades rushed toward her, far too close and far too fast to even try to block. Then everything went dark.
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"Homura-chan!" Asuka sat bolt upright, heart pounding. It took her a moment to realize that she was in her bed. It had all been a dream? But it felt so real... She took a deep breath and held it for a moment before exhaling, trying to calm down, so that she could try to go back to sleep.
"Was it that dream again?"
"Yeah..." Because of her sleep-addled state, it took Asuka a few long moments to realize something was wrong. She had her own room, there wasn't supposed to be anyone else there with her. She recognized the voice, too. "Wait, Katsu-nee? What are you doing in my room?"
"I knew you were having bad dreams so I came to try to help." While saying this, Katsuragi wasted no time in doing what she had undoubtedly actually come for, a midnight attack. Her hands reached out, before sliding under Asuka's nightshirt and grabbing her breasts. Fingers sank slightly into the pliant flesh, beginning a routine that Asuka found frighteningly familiar.
"K-katsu-nee! Cut it out!" Asuka cried out as she tried to ignore the sensations bombarding her chest, shaking and struggling. In the end, though, that only made her a more tantalizing target, as each movement was reflected in a jiggle or bounce, giving Katsuragi even more of a handful. And Katsuragi was fully enjoying it, getting even more excited.
"Huhuhu, I'll make sure you only have good dreams tonight, Asuka-chan!" Katsuragi chuckled lasciviously as she continued to assault the younger girl, her hands busily working at Asuka's front. In her zeal, she had already managed to undo every button on Asuka's nightshirt, the two sides splayed open, revealing a nice expanse of flesh.
"St-stop it, Katsu-nee! Mou, this is too much!" Nut try as she might, her words fell on deaf ears. Katsuragi showed no signs of stopping. In fact, she almost seemed to be intensifying her efforts. As such, when one of Katsuragi's hands finally let go of her breasts, Asuka was surprised. Was she stopping? No, she was only changing her focus. Asuka shivered as she felt Katsuragi's hand slowly trace a line down her abdomen, over her stomach, past her waist, to...
"N-no! Katsu-nee, you can't!" She wasn't going to... to do that, was she? Her heart
wasn't prepared for that!
"Your skin is so soft, Asuka-chan, I'm losing my mind! Don't worry, I'll be gentle..." If there would have been enough light to see Katsuragi's face, she surely would have looked positively driven, a lecherous smile and eyes intently locked on the shuddering form beneath her. She began to slowly work her hand under the hem of Asuka's bottom, the thin fabric of her pajama pants still too much of a barrier for what she had planned.
A fresh spasm tore through Asuka as she felt questing fingers brush against the sensitive skin just below her waist. Her face felt so hot that it should have been steaming. She had no more words, all of her pleas had failed in making Katsuragi see reason and stop. There didn't seem to be anything else she could do to try to protect herself. She'd be ruined for marriage, a soiled woman.
"That's enough!" A third voice cut through the dark room, both Asuka and Katsuragi had been so distracted that neither had noticed the door open, nor the shadowed figure step in. They approached, before delivering a solid thwack to the back of Katsuragi's head. "People are trying to sleep!" Ikaruga's blow must have been a bit harder than she had intended, or perhaps Katsuragi was just that quick to take advantage of an opportunity, as she collapsed forward, landing face-first on Asuka, face buried between her breasts. Only for a moment, however, as Ikaruga reached down to grab her by the collar and drag her away.
Asuka was finally alone, but she couldn't move for a long moment, continual small spasms of sensation causing her to shudder anew. Her heart was pounding just as hard now as when she'd first woken up, how was she supposed to go to sleep again after something like
that?!
