Hana Kimi Fan Fiction ❯ Summer Liaisons ❯ Summer Liaisons ( Chapter 2 )
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By: Yuki-hime 
Mizuki's makes a decision, and learns a few things about herself (sort of.)
Anime/Manga: Hana Kimi Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Self Insertion | Uploaded On: 06.01.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.9K | Visits: 1.1K | Status: Work In Progress
Mizuki's makes a decision, and learns a few things about herself (sort of.)
Anime/Manga: Hana Kimi Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Self Insertion | Uploaded On: 06.01.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.9K | Visits: 1.1K | Status: Work In Progress
Hey all, how are you? Here’s the second installment of Summer Liaisons. I got the feedback for the character you all wanted. It wasn’t the character I really wanted to write about, but this is good too! I’ll just write about him later. Well, enjoy!
Disclaimer: Why must you torture me so?!!? We all know they aren’t mine!
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“Every month! Why....why....why?!!!?!?!?” Similar thoughts circulated through the young woman’s head as she exited the lavatory. It had been three weeks since Mizuki had traveled to the home of her good friend, and it was also, unfortunately, her time.
“I guess I’m pretty lucky, though. After all, I’m not the only girl in the house, and I think we’re on the same cycle.” But that still did not take away the fact that the small brunette was in pain.
“I wonder where they keep their painkillers? I really don’t want to ask where, they’ll want to know why, and I hate to lie. I’ll just keep looking, I’m bound to find them.” So the adventurous tomboy continued on her quest, searching every pantry and cabinet. Upon her examination of the final closet, she came upon hidden treasure, a first aid kit.
“Score!!!!!” Thought the courageous scholar. So her hunt had come to an end. Mizuki sighed in happiness as she got on tiptoe to reach for her bounty. But, inauspiciously, it was still to high.
“Why can’t it be farther down? Or why can’t I be taller?” Thought the resolute cross dresser. Grabbing onto empty shelves to lift herself, Mizuki reached higher. The nimble athlete continued to reach for her windfall, pushing aside musty sheets and forcing years of dust to lift into the air, causing Mizuki to sneeze. The force of her expenditure caused the shelves to shake, but the determined teenager held on. But, as the young student was well aware, she had the worst kind of luck, and the shelf she had used for leverage gave in, leaving Mizuki in a predicament as she found herself falling towards hardwood floor.
“Eeeeeekkksssss!!!”Shouted the small athlete girlishly as she fell down onto something soft.
“Wait, soft?” Thought Mizuki. As it turned out, the young girl had landed on something far softer than the rich hardwood floor. She had, in fact, landed on a someone.
“Aaaaahhhhhhh.... Ashiya, would you mind getting off of me?” Requested the bruised high jumper.
“Oh! Of course Sano! Ummm, thanks for softening my fall.....”Replied Mizuki as she slowly departed from her seat on Sano Izumi’s chest.
“That reminds me of last time.” Thought the blushing brunette. She was, of course, thinking about what had happened three weeks ago, when she had accepted the tall track star’s offer.
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START FLASHBACK
“Jeesh, who would have thought that laundry weighed so much?” Thought the tired highschool student. It really was not the weight of the linen she carried that had exhausted the young woman. It was, more or less, the fact that she was in the process of carting it up a couple flights of stairs that wore on the young woman’s energy and nerves.
“Why does the elevator have to be broken today!?!?!!?” Upon reaching the desired level, Mizuki opened the door, haphazardly, and continued her trek, only able to see half of what was in front of her. Several wrong doors and visits to the floor later, the young heroine found herself staring at the proper, and unfortunately very locked, entryway.
“How the hell do I open this up? Dammit Sano!” Thought Mizuki, aggravated. Despite her calls, the before mentioned roommate had yet to open the door. “Can’t he hear me!?!”
“SANO! Open this door now or I’ll throw your sheets into the street!” Screamed the enraged maiden.
“Huh...what? Oh, Ashiya! I’m coming.” Stated the muffled voice of Sano. Seconds later, the door was opened and Mizuki burst in, throwing her laundry on top of him. “That’s what you get, Sano!”
“Hey! Ashiya!” Yelled Sano, blinded by a navy blue set of sheets. “What the hell---” But before the tall athlete was able to finish his question, he tripped over a white button up, falling to the floor and grabbing onto the first thing he could, which just happened to be Mizuki.
“HEY!” Yelled the young athlete, losing her balance. But the exclamation did her no good, and soon enough Mizuki found herself lying on top of Sano, her nose millimeters away from his heated skin. It was at that moment that the nymph-like maiden realized how ... underdressed her roommate was. In fact, the dark-haired track star was only wearing a long , fluffy white towel, and dripping water everywhere.
“Oh.... so that’s why it took so long for him to answer.... I wonder why he’s taking another shower...” Mizuki thought, dazed. For some unexplainable reason, the young student suddenly found herself rooted to the spot, unable to move from her position on top of Sano, who also, it seemed, was paralyzed. Soon the soft scent of clean clothing engulfed the two as they blushed furiously, minds clouded for unknown reasons.
“Why aren’t I moving?” Wondered Mizuki. “And why is Sano still holding onto me?” It was indeed true that Sano had yet to release the young woman, entrapping her within his solid arms. Leaning closer, Mizuki’s nose brushed the tip of Sano’s ear, taking in his subtle musky aroma.
“Oh, so Sano’s been using that lotion I gave him....” With that thought, Mizuki gasped, bringing the daydreaming track star out of his reverie. He quickly let her go and got up, attempting to untangle them both from the sheets without exposing himself in the process.
“Sorry about that Ashiya.... I-uh I couldn’t hear you in the shower. I ummm ...I found your missing chocolate stash.” Stuttered the flushed Sano. He need not say anymore though, for the rest was obvious.
Mizuki had lost her the large amount of chocolate she had received for the previous Valentine’s Day, which had probably melted during the Spring and Summer. The nimble high jumper most likely found it in one of her suitcases, and retreated to the shower to wash off the hated sugary substance. The bathroom’s lock had been broken for some time, and to prevent Mizuki from walking in on him, Sano had decided to lock the dorm room’s door. Simple really. But all of this was lost of Mizuki, for at the moment, all she could think of was a Sano, standing in the shower as water, soap, and melted chocolate dripped from his lean body.
“Oh... wow.... ”
“Ummm ...Ashiya, have you ....ahhh.... thought about my offer? Are you going to come with me?” Questioned Sano, eyes down as one of his hands played with a loose thread in his towel. Gaining courage, he looked up into her eyes, and Mizuki found herself speechless.
“Why didn’t anyone tell me he had such pretty eyes when he was embarrassed?”
“Ashiya... Are you?” Sano asked again, growing more nervous as he continued to stare at Mizuki’s blushing face. But it seemed all the small athlete was able to focus on was the movement of the tall high jumper’s lips. Suddenly realizing her train of thought, or lack there of, Mizuki snapped back into reality.
“Hmmmm.... oh, yes Sano.” She stated quickly, not aware of what she had agreed to. She quickly hid her shock when Sano gifted her with one of his rare smiles
“Really, you’ll come?” He asked again, knowing the answer.
“Oh....ahhh... of course, Sano! I’ll come!” Mizuki exclaimed, putting an unusual amount of exuberance into her reply. “What have you done now, Mizuki?” Thought the nervous young woman, laughing stressfully.
END FLASHBACK
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“Hey, Ashiya, you okay?” Inquired Sano, suddenly nervous as Mizuki continued to stare at him with hazy, dreamy eyes.
“Oh.... yes, I’m okay Sano.” Stated the blushing athlete, laughing nervously. “Great, that wasn’t the manliest thing you could have done, Mizuki....”
“Ummm, Sano .... could you help me get to the first aid kit up there? I’m too short...” Mizuki stated quietly.
“Uhhhhh, sure. But why do you need it.” Sano replied, confused. “Did she hurt herself when she fell?”
“I have a .... stomachache. And I can’t find where you keep your medicine.” Remarked the tense cross dresser, suddenly uncomfortable with herself.
“Oh, ummm here...” Stated Sano, walking across the hallway into the restroom. Following him, Mizuki entered as well. Opening the “medicine” cabinet above the sink, he handed her an antacid. “They’re just right here. Besides, there’s not that much in that old first aid kit. It’s pretty useless.”
“Oh man, I’m so stupid! Thanks Sano.” Mizuki replied, hoping there was also a more general painkiller inside the cabinet.
“Sure. Hey, I’m going to see a movie after practice, want to come?” the tall athlete asked.
“Yeah! That’ll be great! Why don’t I just get ready?” Mizuki replied.
“Okay, I’m leaving in five minutes.” He stated. Then, grinning, he poked her in the forehead. “Don’t be late.”
“Hey! Sano, that hurt!”
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Yay, the second chapter is finished! I think I might have gone a little out of character in the flashback, but I wanted there to be a progression in their relationship, so it would be easier for it to take a turn into the more sexual. Oh well, it is my first fanfic after all. Tell me what you think. Oh, and I want to thank everyone who replied! It was so much fun to read them!
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Disclaimer: Why must you torture me so?!!? We all know they aren’t mine!
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Summer Liaison
Life, to say the least, was complex. Over the course of millions of years, life evolved from single-celled organisms into the intricately designed creatures that dominate the planet. The smartest beings on the Earth spend their lives studying the fascinating and mysterious process that brought simple protozoa to become mushrooms, trees, frogs, chickens, and humans. And while most people were infinitely grateful for the phenomenon, Ashiya Mizuki at the moment, would love more than anything else to revert back to a simple ameba, so that she would never have to go through her torture ever again.“Every month! Why....why....why?!!!?!?!?” Similar thoughts circulated through the young woman’s head as she exited the lavatory. It had been three weeks since Mizuki had traveled to the home of her good friend, and it was also, unfortunately, her time.
“I guess I’m pretty lucky, though. After all, I’m not the only girl in the house, and I think we’re on the same cycle.” But that still did not take away the fact that the small brunette was in pain.
“I wonder where they keep their painkillers? I really don’t want to ask where, they’ll want to know why, and I hate to lie. I’ll just keep looking, I’m bound to find them.” So the adventurous tomboy continued on her quest, searching every pantry and cabinet. Upon her examination of the final closet, she came upon hidden treasure, a first aid kit.
“Score!!!!!” Thought the courageous scholar. So her hunt had come to an end. Mizuki sighed in happiness as she got on tiptoe to reach for her bounty. But, inauspiciously, it was still to high.
“Why can’t it be farther down? Or why can’t I be taller?” Thought the resolute cross dresser. Grabbing onto empty shelves to lift herself, Mizuki reached higher. The nimble athlete continued to reach for her windfall, pushing aside musty sheets and forcing years of dust to lift into the air, causing Mizuki to sneeze. The force of her expenditure caused the shelves to shake, but the determined teenager held on. But, as the young student was well aware, she had the worst kind of luck, and the shelf she had used for leverage gave in, leaving Mizuki in a predicament as she found herself falling towards hardwood floor.
“Eeeeeekkksssss!!!”Shouted the small athlete girlishly as she fell down onto something soft.
“Wait, soft?” Thought Mizuki. As it turned out, the young girl had landed on something far softer than the rich hardwood floor. She had, in fact, landed on a someone.
“Aaaaahhhhhhh.... Ashiya, would you mind getting off of me?” Requested the bruised high jumper.
“Oh! Of course Sano! Ummm, thanks for softening my fall.....”Replied Mizuki as she slowly departed from her seat on Sano Izumi’s chest.
“That reminds me of last time.” Thought the blushing brunette. She was, of course, thinking about what had happened three weeks ago, when she had accepted the tall track star’s offer.
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START FLASHBACK
“Jeesh, who would have thought that laundry weighed so much?” Thought the tired highschool student. It really was not the weight of the linen she carried that had exhausted the young woman. It was, more or less, the fact that she was in the process of carting it up a couple flights of stairs that wore on the young woman’s energy and nerves.
“Why does the elevator have to be broken today!?!?!!?” Upon reaching the desired level, Mizuki opened the door, haphazardly, and continued her trek, only able to see half of what was in front of her. Several wrong doors and visits to the floor later, the young heroine found herself staring at the proper, and unfortunately very locked, entryway.
“How the hell do I open this up? Dammit Sano!” Thought Mizuki, aggravated. Despite her calls, the before mentioned roommate had yet to open the door. “Can’t he hear me!?!”
“SANO! Open this door now or I’ll throw your sheets into the street!” Screamed the enraged maiden.
“Huh...what? Oh, Ashiya! I’m coming.” Stated the muffled voice of Sano. Seconds later, the door was opened and Mizuki burst in, throwing her laundry on top of him. “That’s what you get, Sano!”
“Hey! Ashiya!” Yelled Sano, blinded by a navy blue set of sheets. “What the hell---” But before the tall athlete was able to finish his question, he tripped over a white button up, falling to the floor and grabbing onto the first thing he could, which just happened to be Mizuki.
“HEY!” Yelled the young athlete, losing her balance. But the exclamation did her no good, and soon enough Mizuki found herself lying on top of Sano, her nose millimeters away from his heated skin. It was at that moment that the nymph-like maiden realized how ... underdressed her roommate was. In fact, the dark-haired track star was only wearing a long , fluffy white towel, and dripping water everywhere.
“Oh.... so that’s why it took so long for him to answer.... I wonder why he’s taking another shower...” Mizuki thought, dazed. For some unexplainable reason, the young student suddenly found herself rooted to the spot, unable to move from her position on top of Sano, who also, it seemed, was paralyzed. Soon the soft scent of clean clothing engulfed the two as they blushed furiously, minds clouded for unknown reasons.
“Why aren’t I moving?” Wondered Mizuki. “And why is Sano still holding onto me?” It was indeed true that Sano had yet to release the young woman, entrapping her within his solid arms. Leaning closer, Mizuki’s nose brushed the tip of Sano’s ear, taking in his subtle musky aroma.
“Oh, so Sano’s been using that lotion I gave him....” With that thought, Mizuki gasped, bringing the daydreaming track star out of his reverie. He quickly let her go and got up, attempting to untangle them both from the sheets without exposing himself in the process.
“Sorry about that Ashiya.... I-uh I couldn’t hear you in the shower. I ummm ...I found your missing chocolate stash.” Stuttered the flushed Sano. He need not say anymore though, for the rest was obvious.
Mizuki had lost her the large amount of chocolate she had received for the previous Valentine’s Day, which had probably melted during the Spring and Summer. The nimble high jumper most likely found it in one of her suitcases, and retreated to the shower to wash off the hated sugary substance. The bathroom’s lock had been broken for some time, and to prevent Mizuki from walking in on him, Sano had decided to lock the dorm room’s door. Simple really. But all of this was lost of Mizuki, for at the moment, all she could think of was a Sano, standing in the shower as water, soap, and melted chocolate dripped from his lean body.
“Oh... wow.... ”
“Ummm ...Ashiya, have you ....ahhh.... thought about my offer? Are you going to come with me?” Questioned Sano, eyes down as one of his hands played with a loose thread in his towel. Gaining courage, he looked up into her eyes, and Mizuki found herself speechless.
“Why didn’t anyone tell me he had such pretty eyes when he was embarrassed?”
“Ashiya... Are you?” Sano asked again, growing more nervous as he continued to stare at Mizuki’s blushing face. But it seemed all the small athlete was able to focus on was the movement of the tall high jumper’s lips. Suddenly realizing her train of thought, or lack there of, Mizuki snapped back into reality.
“Hmmmm.... oh, yes Sano.” She stated quickly, not aware of what she had agreed to. She quickly hid her shock when Sano gifted her with one of his rare smiles
“Really, you’ll come?” He asked again, knowing the answer.
“Oh....ahhh... of course, Sano! I’ll come!” Mizuki exclaimed, putting an unusual amount of exuberance into her reply. “What have you done now, Mizuki?” Thought the nervous young woman, laughing stressfully.
END FLASHBACK
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“Hey, Ashiya, you okay?” Inquired Sano, suddenly nervous as Mizuki continued to stare at him with hazy, dreamy eyes.
“Oh.... yes, I’m okay Sano.” Stated the blushing athlete, laughing nervously. “Great, that wasn’t the manliest thing you could have done, Mizuki....”
“Ummm, Sano .... could you help me get to the first aid kit up there? I’m too short...” Mizuki stated quietly.
“Uhhhhh, sure. But why do you need it.” Sano replied, confused. “Did she hurt herself when she fell?”
“I have a .... stomachache. And I can’t find where you keep your medicine.” Remarked the tense cross dresser, suddenly uncomfortable with herself.
“Oh, ummm here...” Stated Sano, walking across the hallway into the restroom. Following him, Mizuki entered as well. Opening the “medicine” cabinet above the sink, he handed her an antacid. “They’re just right here. Besides, there’s not that much in that old first aid kit. It’s pretty useless.”
“Oh man, I’m so stupid! Thanks Sano.” Mizuki replied, hoping there was also a more general painkiller inside the cabinet.
“Sure. Hey, I’m going to see a movie after practice, want to come?” the tall athlete asked.
“Yeah! That’ll be great! Why don’t I just get ready?” Mizuki replied.
“Okay, I’m leaving in five minutes.” He stated. Then, grinning, he poked her in the forehead. “Don’t be late.”
“Hey! Sano, that hurt!”
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Yay, the second chapter is finished! I think I might have gone a little out of character in the flashback, but I wanted there to be a progression in their relationship, so it would be easier for it to take a turn into the more sexual. Oh well, it is my first fanfic after all. Tell me what you think. Oh, and I want to thank everyone who replied! It was so much fun to read them!
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