Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ And Then They ❯ Face Bone's Connected to the Pelvic Bone ( Chapter 8 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Black Hylia 
Anime/Manga: Fruits Basket Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 12.03.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.7K | Visits: 1.6K | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Fruits Basket Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 12.03.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.7K | Visits: 1.6K | Status: Completed
Black Hylia: Hey guys! Greetings and Salutations one and all who even bother to read this!... I wonder... should I have Akito rape Yuki and then Kyou comfort him by....? Hmmm, interesting indeed.
Sanzo pointing to audience: See what happens when you reviewers encourage her?!
Kougaiji: Well, they like the story so shut up! *Turns to audience* Actually- Sanzo really likes the story too.
Sanzo: I do NOT!
Kougaiji: The security tapes say otherwise. But HEY LOOK! There's a new episode!
Sanzo: REALLY?!! I mean....*Clears throat* ..Oh really? *Black Hylia and Kougaiji cock a brow*.... What?
Black Hylia: Uh....huh. Anyways! *Sees Kougaiji nearing* I think I had better start the show before I get glomped to death. *Sanzo starts the tv* Look- the show!!
Kougaiji: WHERE?!?! Yeeeeeee!! *Sits down and waits for it to start*
Black Hylia: That was close.
Sanzo: I'll say....
Black Hylia: Hey ‘Secret Flame’ or whatever the hell your name is....!
Sanzo: We really don’t care what it is....
Black Hylia: Correct and we also don’t give a crap about whether or not you don’t like this story. What kind of idiot goes into a story when they know they aren't going to like it? Bitch all you want, I’m still going to keep posting. And to Coldheart, in response to this comment: 'And all you KYOUKE-lovers, get a boyfriend then you can fuck him (with a dildo) and stop using Kyo as your fuck-boy.'...
Sanzo: Clearly you enjoy the materials as much as the rest if you're even going into stories such as this.
Black Hylia: And, of course, that MUST be why I'm writing this- because I apparently can't get a guy so I have to fullfill my fantasies by writing stories. This shit coming from people who have never seen or spoken with me...?
Sanzo: Gotta love the idiocy wafting across this nation like a bad odor...
Black Hylia: It's quite amusing, though, to sit and watch people who believe that their opinions will somehow dictate what another person will do... let alone actually matter...
Kougaiji whining: Start the show...!
Sanzo: All right, all right, just shut up. Okay, here we go....
AND THEN THEY- EPISODE VIII: FACE BONE'S CONNECTED TO THE PELVIC BONE.
(Hatsuharu's POV)
"It was about mid-evening and I had gone to get Yuki from Momiji's house. Shigure had been complaining that the cooking needed to be done and being the lazy dog he is, figured Yuki needed to be the one to cook it. And before you ask- Tohru had been working late that day."
"What were you doing over there in the first place?" one of my MANY perverted cousins asked.
"Well, Kyou and I had decided that we needed to vent a little after our school tests were over. Anyway, I had figured that Yuki would be more than happy to return after such a visit, Momiji has a tendency to wear people out."
Ayame chuckled. He had to agree, the little blonde certainly was a lot to handle, every time he had seen Hatori after he was forced to look after him he always chanted 'I am so happy I don't have kids.' It was a partial lie, but mainly true for a reason.
"So I walked into the house and, surprisingly, didn't hear the clash and clatter that normally meant you were in Momiji's house. In cases like that, it only meant that someone was hurt- or they weren't home. So, I decided to investigate."
"Hurry up!"
"Calm down, you'll blow a blood vessel."
Ayame licked his lips. "I want to blow something else."
That was a little bit frightening if you ask me. "Any-ways, I headed up stairs. At the end of the hall, I heard somewhat muffled noises seemingly coming from the squirt's room. I walked the hall to his room, turned the knob silently, and..."
(Normal POV)
The cow stood dazed in the doorway, simply staring at the pair on the bed. Blonde and gray hair sweaty, gray eyes closed as the owner of those brown orbs feasted up his heated flesh.
Oh damn... Hatsuharu could feel the blood rising in his cheeks and that feeling in his groin began to form again.
Pale fingers gripped crayon-yellow hair and pulled the head connected to it closer to his center, arching his back for further contact with the hot, wet, and extremely pleasuring tongue of Momiji Sohma.
“Mo-Momiji… Please…” The pure desire and need locked inside the rat’s voice extracted a small groan from the fifteen-year-old freshman and he couldn’t help but grin up at sophomore. Yuki was begging him to deliver release and he wasn’t ready to cave in just yet.
Momiji was still adorned in his black school slacks while Yuki was only wearing his long-sleeved, white undershirt. Momiji had finally grown into his male clothes and was quite handsome in such attire, somewhat following Hatsuharu and Kyou in the area of not wearing a tie or buttoning the black shirt up all the way- not that anyone was complaining, he was quickly becoming runner-up Prince at the school. Yuki was certainly glad for that and was pretty clearly awarding him at the moment.
“Not yet, Yuki.”
Damn, when did Momiji get so hot?
Momiji had been training with Hatsuharu for a while now, muscles forming and toning to where he nearly had Yuki’s body- but he was still as girly as ever. Hatsuharu couldn’t help but just stare at the blonde’s muscled chest and washboard stomach, getting the urge himself to drag his tongue down those muscles. The bulge in his pants became ever-more apparent.
Momiji’s tongue traveled down the rat’s stomach, flickering in his navel, the blonde loving the way Yuki squirmed underneath his slippery onslaught. Placing a wet, loud kiss upon the flesh just below his navel, he dipped his head lower and violet eyes regarded him in such a way that he immediately stuck out his tongue and flicked it over the velvety head- Yuki taking in a sharp gasp and bucking his hips forward to gain more pleasure.
“No, no. We don’t want you choking me.” Gripping his hips, he pressed them firmly against the bed-much to Yuki’s protesting.
The rat groaned as he attempted to move his hips further up, but to no avail as he soon found the rabbit had a strong grip on him. So, he settled for gripping the sheets above his head with all his might, nicely tearing a strip off to shove in his mouth to muffle his screams.
Hatsuharu had had enough, he was as close to release as the others and he wanted a blonde rabbit and a white mouse to take care of his problem.
“You know that cloth won’t do anything to help your screams.”
Yuki nearly shrieked when he heard the cow’s voice, both he and the blonde trying frantically to cover themselves.
“Oh, stop being such pansies- it’s not as if I’ve never seen you both nude.”
Although it was true, both were still blushing madly, yet not trying so hard at covering up. Sauntering over to the stunned duo, Hatsuharu began ever-so-slowly peeling off each article of clothing he wore to now stand in front of them in all his ‘glory’.
He cocked his head to the side and gave a lopsided grin. “Mind if I join in?”
Brown and violet orbs locked on each other and Momiji perked a brow in an inquisitive manner, Yuki merely shrugging although on the inside Hatsuharu knew he was rejoicing.
“I suppose you can, but I’m the uke.” the rat declared, pulling the cow onto the bed and over him.
That was when Momiji piped in. “Hey, I wasn’t done!”
“Give me a minute......”
Hatsuharu took it upon himself to designate who was doing what to whom.
"Now Momiji, lie down on the bed with your calves hanging off." Momiji did as told and the cow smirked- he like being able to control people. "And Yuki, you get on all fours on the bed with your big, thick self above his head." he demanded, adding a light brush over said skin, smiling at the way Yuki tilted his head back to take in a gasp.
Yuki did so and he licked his lips.
I’ll show that bastard neko who can’t get some. (Does he honestly think that he’s the only one who can make Kyou scream? I mean really…. ^ ~)
Two heads turned to him, two sets of eyes gazing at him- lustful and anticipating. He couldn’t help but to chuckle to himself over how much control he had over the two, he could make them do almost anything he pleased and he loved it, but he didn’t feel the need to take true advantage over it at the moment; he had Kyou for that purpose, for only the cat could quench his passionate thirst.
Tracing the rabbit’s jaw with a finger, he ordered simply, “Suck.”
The first thing heard was Yuki’s deep moan as Momiji wrapped his reddened lips around the erected head of his member, sliding his tongue over the slit and nibbling, much to the rat’s vocalized pleasure. He just watched as Yuki rolled his hips, pressing his length further in Momiji’s ready mouth, closing his eyes while he tilted his head back. The view was arousing and the cow was soon standing even further up, almost painfully.
Screw this! I’m sick of watching. One second thought- maybe I’ll screw Yuki instead. He knew he wasn’t sick of watching, his perverted side could sit and watch the show for hours, but more was to be done.
The bed was weighted down as he crawled behind the rat, breathing a hot line down his back and to his firm and toned buttocks, and he heard a split second’s pause in his moaning. Knowing well what was going to happen and groaning through clinched teeth as Hatsuharu stuck out his tongue to graze across his entrance, Yuki sealed his eyes shut. The cow lapped at him, tasting his flesh while the blonde beneath him feasted upon him and he nearly screamed, bucking his hips and begging for Hatsuharu to hurry.
“Haru, get on with it....”
"So impatient, Yuki. Well, I guess I'll have to take care of that."
A small gaging sound was issued from the rabbit's mouth as Hatsuharu slammed into the rat with all his might, Yuki delving deeper into Momiji's mouth, and he had to pull back to avoid being choked. Resituating himself, he took the rat fully into his mouth, breathing a hot breath over the sensitized skin and loving the way the older male moaned his name as a stray hand roamed to grasp his hair.
It was a painful pull, but Yuki couldn't help it as he was pounded into from the back, Hatsuharu murmuring something along the lines of 'Is this how you like it?' but he really didn't catch much as the dual pleasure washed over his entire body, each nerve feeling as if it were on fire and then glazed with ice. He rolled his hips back to meet the hard, mind-numbingly wonderful thrusts the cow was delivering and then forward to meet that hot, wet, and delicate mouth doing wonders on his nether region. For a spilt second he wondered whose name should be called, so he decided a scream would benefit everyone.
"Ah! Oh gods!.... Ah! Harder, Haru!.... Just like that, Momiji...." He briefly wondered how he managed so many words, but quickly passed it off as he heard another loud moan, vibrations ricocheting off his member and arousing him in such a way, he feared an early release.
Opening his violet eyes, he bent his head forward and chanced a look beneath him. He groaned at the sight: Hatsuharu had somehow managed to slip a hand underneath the two of them, unzipped those black pants, and grabbed Momiji's erected sex, pumping it fiercely in tune to his own thrusts and the rabbit was loving every second of it, digging his head further into the mattress with a gasp. Music to his ears; he wasn't the only on writhing now. Each groan, moan, or gasp sent ambrosial waves of pleasure over his length and his hips jerked faster, the bed moving slightly as the cow and rabbit moved along with him.
Hatsuharu pounded into the rat's ass, pumped the rabbit's throbbing sex, gasping as Yuki's inner walls clamped down around his member and moaning as he felt him shoot his seed into Momiji's waiting mouth, the rat pulling out afterwards. The cow was determined to make the blonde beneath scream before he climaxed, hand gripping harder, moving faster against his bucking hips. Within seconds, the brown-eyed teenager released with a moan, cream splattering upon Hatsuharu and Yuki, and he flopped against the bed.
Giving a few more thrusts, he came, filling Yuki with his juices with a scream. "Yuki!!" He slumped against the rat who fell upon the rabbit who made no move to get up, only managing to roll from under the two to avoid being crushed.
A few minutes passed before they recovered, Yuki going to take a shower while Momiji settled for a nap. Hatsuharu re-dressed, making sure to wipe himself off on Momiji's bedspread before doing so.
Slipping out the front door, he headed to Shigure's, taking the long way so as to give himself some time to cool down.
"That oughta teach that damn cat a lesson. Just because I 'accidentally' broke his tail when he transformed doesn't mean he has to put a 'no sex' rule on me for a week!"
Even before he reached the front door, he could hear very familiar noises pouring out of the house, and one voice sounded like his kitten. Sure enough, upon entering, he found his orange-haired lover entangled with not only Shigure, but Hatori and Ayame as well. He shut the door and sat on the porch.
"Man, I hate cats....."
~End of flashback!~
(Hatsuharu’s POV)
“And that’s basically it.” I gave him a curious look. “Why the hell were you so interested anyway?”
He gave me another deep smirk. “I wasn’t interested in Yuki. I knew you would join in and I wanted a nice image in my mind before I went to sleep tonight.” I rolled my eyes and stared at him as he climbed up to straddle me. “Although, I did promise you something in return, didn’t I?”
“Man, I’m not going to be able to walk for a week....”
[A/N: Good God, it's finally up! This chapter was all over the place, and it kind of ticks me off. Believe me, the Shigure/Ayame/Hatori chapter will be much better! I think Kyou’s the one who should be complaining about not being able to walk. Anyways! Next episode: Flashback Pornography. See you soon!]
Sanzo pointing to audience: See what happens when you reviewers encourage her?!
Kougaiji: Well, they like the story so shut up! *Turns to audience* Actually- Sanzo really likes the story too.
Sanzo: I do NOT!
Kougaiji: The security tapes say otherwise. But HEY LOOK! There's a new episode!
Sanzo: REALLY?!! I mean....*Clears throat* ..Oh really? *Black Hylia and Kougaiji cock a brow*.... What?
Black Hylia: Uh....huh. Anyways! *Sees Kougaiji nearing* I think I had better start the show before I get glomped to death. *Sanzo starts the tv* Look- the show!!
Kougaiji: WHERE?!?! Yeeeeeee!! *Sits down and waits for it to start*
Black Hylia: That was close.
Sanzo: I'll say....
Black Hylia: Hey ‘Secret Flame’ or whatever the hell your name is....!
Sanzo: We really don’t care what it is....
Black Hylia: Correct and we also don’t give a crap about whether or not you don’t like this story. What kind of idiot goes into a story when they know they aren't going to like it? Bitch all you want, I’m still going to keep posting. And to Coldheart, in response to this comment: 'And all you KYOUKE-lovers, get a boyfriend then you can fuck him (with a dildo) and stop using Kyo as your fuck-boy.'...
Sanzo: Clearly you enjoy the materials as much as the rest if you're even going into stories such as this.
Black Hylia: And, of course, that MUST be why I'm writing this- because I apparently can't get a guy so I have to fullfill my fantasies by writing stories. This shit coming from people who have never seen or spoken with me...?
Sanzo: Gotta love the idiocy wafting across this nation like a bad odor...
Black Hylia: It's quite amusing, though, to sit and watch people who believe that their opinions will somehow dictate what another person will do... let alone actually matter...
Kougaiji whining: Start the show...!
Sanzo: All right, all right, just shut up. Okay, here we go....
AND THEN THEY- EPISODE VIII: FACE BONE'S CONNECTED TO THE PELVIC BONE.
(Hatsuharu's POV)
"It was about mid-evening and I had gone to get Yuki from Momiji's house. Shigure had been complaining that the cooking needed to be done and being the lazy dog he is, figured Yuki needed to be the one to cook it. And before you ask- Tohru had been working late that day."
"What were you doing over there in the first place?" one of my MANY perverted cousins asked.
"Well, Kyou and I had decided that we needed to vent a little after our school tests were over. Anyway, I had figured that Yuki would be more than happy to return after such a visit, Momiji has a tendency to wear people out."
Ayame chuckled. He had to agree, the little blonde certainly was a lot to handle, every time he had seen Hatori after he was forced to look after him he always chanted 'I am so happy I don't have kids.' It was a partial lie, but mainly true for a reason.
"So I walked into the house and, surprisingly, didn't hear the clash and clatter that normally meant you were in Momiji's house. In cases like that, it only meant that someone was hurt- or they weren't home. So, I decided to investigate."
"Hurry up!"
"Calm down, you'll blow a blood vessel."
Ayame licked his lips. "I want to blow something else."
That was a little bit frightening if you ask me. "Any-ways, I headed up stairs. At the end of the hall, I heard somewhat muffled noises seemingly coming from the squirt's room. I walked the hall to his room, turned the knob silently, and..."
(Normal POV)
The cow stood dazed in the doorway, simply staring at the pair on the bed. Blonde and gray hair sweaty, gray eyes closed as the owner of those brown orbs feasted up his heated flesh.
Oh damn... Hatsuharu could feel the blood rising in his cheeks and that feeling in his groin began to form again.
Pale fingers gripped crayon-yellow hair and pulled the head connected to it closer to his center, arching his back for further contact with the hot, wet, and extremely pleasuring tongue of Momiji Sohma.
“Mo-Momiji… Please…” The pure desire and need locked inside the rat’s voice extracted a small groan from the fifteen-year-old freshman and he couldn’t help but grin up at sophomore. Yuki was begging him to deliver release and he wasn’t ready to cave in just yet.
Momiji was still adorned in his black school slacks while Yuki was only wearing his long-sleeved, white undershirt. Momiji had finally grown into his male clothes and was quite handsome in such attire, somewhat following Hatsuharu and Kyou in the area of not wearing a tie or buttoning the black shirt up all the way- not that anyone was complaining, he was quickly becoming runner-up Prince at the school. Yuki was certainly glad for that and was pretty clearly awarding him at the moment.
“Not yet, Yuki.”
Damn, when did Momiji get so hot?
Momiji had been training with Hatsuharu for a while now, muscles forming and toning to where he nearly had Yuki’s body- but he was still as girly as ever. Hatsuharu couldn’t help but just stare at the blonde’s muscled chest and washboard stomach, getting the urge himself to drag his tongue down those muscles. The bulge in his pants became ever-more apparent.
Momiji’s tongue traveled down the rat’s stomach, flickering in his navel, the blonde loving the way Yuki squirmed underneath his slippery onslaught. Placing a wet, loud kiss upon the flesh just below his navel, he dipped his head lower and violet eyes regarded him in such a way that he immediately stuck out his tongue and flicked it over the velvety head- Yuki taking in a sharp gasp and bucking his hips forward to gain more pleasure.
“No, no. We don’t want you choking me.” Gripping his hips, he pressed them firmly against the bed-much to Yuki’s protesting.
The rat groaned as he attempted to move his hips further up, but to no avail as he soon found the rabbit had a strong grip on him. So, he settled for gripping the sheets above his head with all his might, nicely tearing a strip off to shove in his mouth to muffle his screams.
Hatsuharu had had enough, he was as close to release as the others and he wanted a blonde rabbit and a white mouse to take care of his problem.
“You know that cloth won’t do anything to help your screams.”
Yuki nearly shrieked when he heard the cow’s voice, both he and the blonde trying frantically to cover themselves.
“Oh, stop being such pansies- it’s not as if I’ve never seen you both nude.”
Although it was true, both were still blushing madly, yet not trying so hard at covering up. Sauntering over to the stunned duo, Hatsuharu began ever-so-slowly peeling off each article of clothing he wore to now stand in front of them in all his ‘glory’.
He cocked his head to the side and gave a lopsided grin. “Mind if I join in?”
Brown and violet orbs locked on each other and Momiji perked a brow in an inquisitive manner, Yuki merely shrugging although on the inside Hatsuharu knew he was rejoicing.
“I suppose you can, but I’m the uke.” the rat declared, pulling the cow onto the bed and over him.
That was when Momiji piped in. “Hey, I wasn’t done!”
“Give me a minute......”
Hatsuharu took it upon himself to designate who was doing what to whom.
"Now Momiji, lie down on the bed with your calves hanging off." Momiji did as told and the cow smirked- he like being able to control people. "And Yuki, you get on all fours on the bed with your big, thick self above his head." he demanded, adding a light brush over said skin, smiling at the way Yuki tilted his head back to take in a gasp.
Yuki did so and he licked his lips.
I’ll show that bastard neko who can’t get some. (Does he honestly think that he’s the only one who can make Kyou scream? I mean really…. ^ ~)
Two heads turned to him, two sets of eyes gazing at him- lustful and anticipating. He couldn’t help but to chuckle to himself over how much control he had over the two, he could make them do almost anything he pleased and he loved it, but he didn’t feel the need to take true advantage over it at the moment; he had Kyou for that purpose, for only the cat could quench his passionate thirst.
Tracing the rabbit’s jaw with a finger, he ordered simply, “Suck.”
The first thing heard was Yuki’s deep moan as Momiji wrapped his reddened lips around the erected head of his member, sliding his tongue over the slit and nibbling, much to the rat’s vocalized pleasure. He just watched as Yuki rolled his hips, pressing his length further in Momiji’s ready mouth, closing his eyes while he tilted his head back. The view was arousing and the cow was soon standing even further up, almost painfully.
Screw this! I’m sick of watching. One second thought- maybe I’ll screw Yuki instead. He knew he wasn’t sick of watching, his perverted side could sit and watch the show for hours, but more was to be done.
The bed was weighted down as he crawled behind the rat, breathing a hot line down his back and to his firm and toned buttocks, and he heard a split second’s pause in his moaning. Knowing well what was going to happen and groaning through clinched teeth as Hatsuharu stuck out his tongue to graze across his entrance, Yuki sealed his eyes shut. The cow lapped at him, tasting his flesh while the blonde beneath him feasted upon him and he nearly screamed, bucking his hips and begging for Hatsuharu to hurry.
“Haru, get on with it....”
"So impatient, Yuki. Well, I guess I'll have to take care of that."
A small gaging sound was issued from the rabbit's mouth as Hatsuharu slammed into the rat with all his might, Yuki delving deeper into Momiji's mouth, and he had to pull back to avoid being choked. Resituating himself, he took the rat fully into his mouth, breathing a hot breath over the sensitized skin and loving the way the older male moaned his name as a stray hand roamed to grasp his hair.
It was a painful pull, but Yuki couldn't help it as he was pounded into from the back, Hatsuharu murmuring something along the lines of 'Is this how you like it?' but he really didn't catch much as the dual pleasure washed over his entire body, each nerve feeling as if it were on fire and then glazed with ice. He rolled his hips back to meet the hard, mind-numbingly wonderful thrusts the cow was delivering and then forward to meet that hot, wet, and delicate mouth doing wonders on his nether region. For a spilt second he wondered whose name should be called, so he decided a scream would benefit everyone.
"Ah! Oh gods!.... Ah! Harder, Haru!.... Just like that, Momiji...." He briefly wondered how he managed so many words, but quickly passed it off as he heard another loud moan, vibrations ricocheting off his member and arousing him in such a way, he feared an early release.
Opening his violet eyes, he bent his head forward and chanced a look beneath him. He groaned at the sight: Hatsuharu had somehow managed to slip a hand underneath the two of them, unzipped those black pants, and grabbed Momiji's erected sex, pumping it fiercely in tune to his own thrusts and the rabbit was loving every second of it, digging his head further into the mattress with a gasp. Music to his ears; he wasn't the only on writhing now. Each groan, moan, or gasp sent ambrosial waves of pleasure over his length and his hips jerked faster, the bed moving slightly as the cow and rabbit moved along with him.
Hatsuharu pounded into the rat's ass, pumped the rabbit's throbbing sex, gasping as Yuki's inner walls clamped down around his member and moaning as he felt him shoot his seed into Momiji's waiting mouth, the rat pulling out afterwards. The cow was determined to make the blonde beneath scream before he climaxed, hand gripping harder, moving faster against his bucking hips. Within seconds, the brown-eyed teenager released with a moan, cream splattering upon Hatsuharu and Yuki, and he flopped against the bed.
Giving a few more thrusts, he came, filling Yuki with his juices with a scream. "Yuki!!" He slumped against the rat who fell upon the rabbit who made no move to get up, only managing to roll from under the two to avoid being crushed.
A few minutes passed before they recovered, Yuki going to take a shower while Momiji settled for a nap. Hatsuharu re-dressed, making sure to wipe himself off on Momiji's bedspread before doing so.
Slipping out the front door, he headed to Shigure's, taking the long way so as to give himself some time to cool down.
"That oughta teach that damn cat a lesson. Just because I 'accidentally' broke his tail when he transformed doesn't mean he has to put a 'no sex' rule on me for a week!"
Even before he reached the front door, he could hear very familiar noises pouring out of the house, and one voice sounded like his kitten. Sure enough, upon entering, he found his orange-haired lover entangled with not only Shigure, but Hatori and Ayame as well. He shut the door and sat on the porch.
"Man, I hate cats....."
~End of flashback!~
(Hatsuharu’s POV)
“And that’s basically it.” I gave him a curious look. “Why the hell were you so interested anyway?”
He gave me another deep smirk. “I wasn’t interested in Yuki. I knew you would join in and I wanted a nice image in my mind before I went to sleep tonight.” I rolled my eyes and stared at him as he climbed up to straddle me. “Although, I did promise you something in return, didn’t I?”
“Man, I’m not going to be able to walk for a week....”
[A/N: Good God, it's finally up! This chapter was all over the place, and it kind of ticks me off. Believe me, the Shigure/Ayame/Hatori chapter will be much better! I think Kyou’s the one who should be complaining about not being able to walk. Anyways! Next episode: Flashback Pornography. See you soon!]