Love Hina Fan Fiction ❯ The Love Nest ❯ An Offer you Can't Refuse ( Chapter 33 )

Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to the story Love Hina, only this particular continuation is mine.

“Sit down, sit down Keitaro-sama I am not so flamboyant as my silly sister. And I like to think that I am just as, if not even more effective.”

Keitaro shuffled his feet the thought of her crazy sister had him nearly panicking. His first thoughts were of concern for his two girls in the room with this ‘shark’ woman. Sitting between the two he looked at one and then the other and not seeing any outward harm he addressed them first.

“She hasn’t hurt either of you has she Tsu-chan? Are you ok Kaolla-chan? If you have hurt them I swear by the spirit of my grandmother I will make you pay…somehow!”

Although the last word was spoken in barely a whisper it brought a smile to the face of the elder Aoyama, and a giggle from Kaolla.

“Calm yourself, Kei-kun” Tsuruko said placing a gentle restraining hand on his shoulder. “This young lady was just listening to us explain what happened when her sister attacked us, in fact she seems quite unfazed that her sister lost to us in the first place.”

“You are quite correct Aoyama-sama I am not the least bit surprised. My sister or ‘the whip’ as she liked to be called, was always quite reckless. Her greatest ambition was to become the greatest female assassin ever known, and although she studied every form of martial arts she had access to, she never learned the fact that the greatest assassins cloak themselves in subtlety. Charging in was her hallmark way of dealing with a situation. I am surprised that she even bothered to use a gas attack for her opening gambit. She usually just jumps in and starts swinging. Needless to say my superiors are still quite fond of her. They find her to be bold and daring even though most of them realize that by necessity we have learn to keep outward violence to a minimum. The public still knows we exist, but it is much safer if they do not realize who we really are. I mean if we went around as we did in the past and just butchered our enemies willy-nilly they would be clamoring for our imprisonments and our deaths, and I seem to find myself quite fond of living, thank you.”

“B…B…But I thought you came hear to k…k…kill us all.” Keitaro stammered. “Your sister said you were much more vicious and that we never wanted to evoke your wrath.”

“She was quite correct in that. Even my superiors know to leave me alone if I am angry. When I make a kill it is financial though, not physical.” She said as she took a long sip from her tea. “My superiors have given me full leave to deal with you as I see fit. My sister, fool that she is, is currently your captive, and although she placed herself in that position by her own stupidity and arrogance I find that I cannot leave her in that position. So I have come to offer you two challenges. The first will determine my sister’s fate. If I win you will release her to me, no questions asked. The second challenge will determine the fate of your properties. If you win I go on my way, but if I win you will immediately inform your lawyer that you find the tasks impossible as they are set forth in your grandmothers will and sell them to us at a reasonable price. After all, there is no reason for you to be completely empty handed when this is all said and done. In fact, I find that you and your concubines are the most honorable group I have ever dealt with and wish to deal with you accordingly.”

“But how would that destroy us? You said that we are all dead. I don’t understand.” Keitaro said looking confused as her had the day the girls told him they were going to share his love between them.

At this Kaolla spoke for the first time. “I think she means she is a financial shark. She likes to affect how much money is available to her enemies, am I right lady?”

“You are quite perceptive for a giajin, do you know that? I was told that you were bright but I think in this case my superiors have seriously underestimated all of you.” She said smiling at Kaolla’s comment. “Yes I am a financial shark when someone displeases those that send me I find ways to bend them to my will by attacking their pocketbooks. I hack bank records and interrupt business loans. I find financial intrigue suites me well, and I have grown accustomed to the fact that I am often underestimated myself because I am a mere woman. I find that I can use that to my advantage. And once my opponents are ruined they always wail that they lost because they were not pitted against an equal, a man in other words, but a mere slip of a girl.”

“So if I agree to accept your challenge and win you will leave us be?” Tsuruko said looking up from her own cup.

“I will leave you be and my superiors will have to find someone else to do their dirty work. They know once my word is given I never go back on it.”

“Then I propose a third challenge, one that if we win it you will immediately come to work for us. You will marry as we see fit and Keitaro will be your new overlord.”

“And marry one of those perverts you want to saddle my sister with? Why would I ever subject myself to that embarrassment?”

“If we loose that contest, I will personally guaranty your safety and that of your sister from your currant superiors that is why. I would think that two major losses in a row to us must have them feeling very upset. The lost when they set that street gang on us and then they lost a supposedly first rank assassin. Is you go back to them and report that you have lost I do not think that they will be a welcoming as you apparently do.”

“You are very observant as well Aoyama-san. Yes I was planning on running once I have made my report if I happened to loose to you. As you have already guessed one of my particular supervisors is quite adamant about what will happen to the next person that fails in this assignment. Ok I agree to your terms the first will me mine to choose Keitaro-sama will choose one and then we will agree on the third, does that suite you?”
“We find you terms acceptable. What do you choose for the first task?” Tsuruko said seriously. Only Keitaro noticed the conquering gleam in her eye, that same gleam he had seen a thousand times in Motoko’s fiery look.

“You are currently repairing these buildings so the warehouse that Koda’s thugs were discovered in will be your next project I believe. What were you going to make of it?”

“A place for me to build my inventions in so that I can make all sorts of fun security systems for the hotel and other buildings and anything else I might think we need.” Kaolla said, almost giggling at the prospect of having a place where she could let her imagination soar free.

“Then I propose that we gather the equipment we will need to build a security camera. The end results will be that it must not be obvious to the eye that it is a camera of any kind. Secondly it must be built for under five hundred yen. And the third qualifying marker will be how well it works.”

“Okies by me,” Kaolla chirped happily. “How about you Tsuruko, does that sound right”

“If you think that you can make such an object then we will agree to that contest. That means we will choose the second and I think this contest will be one of manual labor Keitaro and yourself will be given a list of ordinary daily tasks the first one to fulfill their list will win.”

“I am not used to that type of labor. I haven’t had to work that way for a dozen years now but I gave my word and I will abide by it.”

“Fine the third task shall be by ballot each of you,” Tsuruko said pointing first at a very nervous Keitaro, then to the calm financial shark before her. You will each write a list of qualities you see in yourself or others that you envy. The first list drawn from the hat will be read from the top down the second list drawn will be read from the bottom up. If a set of words matches then the tasks will be based on that quality if not the lists will be cut and we will draw from the pot the characteristics you have written match. Do you agree to this?” Tsuruko said pointing to the two of them.

“I Tsiriki, Konachika do pledge my word to abide by it. The first test will be tomorrow at noon, so until then Urashima-sama I will leave you to enjoy your chosen women, but before I go I will warn you, you do not want to try to double cross me if you do financial ruin will not be your only worry.”

And with that the well-dressed financial assassin back flipped out of the window and disappeared into the night.

Keitaro’s heart was beating a thousand times a minute, for just when he thought that he would be free for a least a couple of days from any undue weirdness, a new and probably unasked for oddity would invade his life. ‘What did I do in a previous life to piss of the Kami? I mean having all of these beautiful women wanting to jump me at all hours of the day is nice. And the workload has sure been easier since the girls have started helping out…but for a little while can’t my life be normal. In the past month we have started remodeling everything because of the will, we have taken out a street gang and eliminated a yakuza and now her financial shark sister has challenged us to a three dual match for the fate of her sister, the properties and her own future. Just how much more am I supposed to take before going crazy?’

Unfortunately, or fortunately his mental tirade was broken off by a pair of small hands stoking his bare stomach and thighs, while another, larger pair rubbed his bare shoulders and back. The shock of feeling two sets of hands caressing bare flesh brought a sudden reversal of his thoughts, from agonizing self pity to shock in less time it would take to blink.

Clearing the cobwebs from his mind Keitaro look down to see Kaolla kneeling in front of him working her hands over the lower half of his body, which meant that the larger hand stroking his back arms and chest had to belong to Tsuruko. Two beautiful women were rubbing all over him and his mentality hit the brakes once more as he thought about the two women currently with him. Kaolla, hyperactive and whiplash lean, but with curves in all the right places and tanned from head to toe. I wonder when she gets the time to do that? I don’t think any of us has ever caught her sunbathing nude the other girls would have had a fit…until this sharing me thing started. And what can I say about Tsuruko? She is noble, caring and wise and very…well endowed. This last thought permeated his thoughts when he felt her press he magnificent breasts against his back.

“What’s wrong?” Kaolla asked from his waistline. Looking down he saw the diminutive, blonde bombshell ask as she ran her hands over the inside of his thighs and up to run both sets of fingers lightly over his scrotum. “Kaolla been waiting for years to do this with her big brother Keitaro and now she is going to get everything she has ever wanted.” With that she leaned forward and began to plant feather light kisses around his stomach and thighs. His eyes widened to the point of bursting from their sockets when that bowlike mouth found its way to the base of his fully aroused organ.

What was even more shocking was the fact that reserved Tsuruko was currently nibbling on his ear and the feel of her breath on his neck was making him a little more than lightheaded, it was making him positively giddy. This was the third time he had been with Tsuruko and another woman. The first time he made love to her, her sister was intimately involved with him, the night before. Then there was the night she started her week That time was memorable for two reasons; first Naru let her go first, secondly after she finished with Keitaro, or more to the point Keitaro had worn her out, Naru proceeded to use her tongue to bathe her most intimately.

Tsuruko’s thought were very much in sync with Keitaro’s. In fact she could almost feel Naru’s tongue lodged in her dewy folds now. And watching Kaolla ready their man for the night was more than a turn on for the willing samurai. Her vision almost blurred as she watched the tanned hands of the young giajin slowly work up and down the thick veined shaft of his stiff member. She was becoming so turned on that she was trying to relieve the pressure by rubbing her thighs together in a quaky dance.

‘Keitaro is finally mine!’ thought the hyperactive blonde beauty. ‘I finally get to be with my big brother Keitaro. As flighty as any of the other girls might think she was, Kaolla knew exactly what she had been after for so long. Her love for him that had blossomed from a mere plaything of hers to an indispensable part of her life was more than a reality to her. If a person of normal intellect were asked about her feelings for him they might describe them as obsessive. Kaolla however wasn’t anywhere near what the rest of us would call normal. Her energy level has always been so high that she barely slept more than four hours a night unless she was under the influence of a red moon, then she would sleep until noon so that her body could repair the damage caused by her transformation.

But even her energy level was nothing compared to her natural intelligence. Her mind seemed to absorb any information in came into contact with, as a sponger would soak up water. Anything automated or mechanical was always within her ability. Her first year in Japan she had astounded her teachers when she blasted a school desk into orbit, not by making it explode, but simply playing with some chemicals and attaching the combined fluids to said desk. She wondered why those people around her at the time were so amazed at what she was doing. In fact the only person that had ever let her be herself was Granny Hina that is until she met Keitaro.

And speaking of Keitaro he mind suddenly snapped back to what was currently occupying her time. Bracing herself against the discomfort of what she was going to do Kaolla wrapped her lips around the fleshy rod of her conquest and slipped them down until they were circling the base. The feel of Keitaro’s stiff member lodged firmly in her throat brought tears of joy to the eyes and heart of the young giajin. Slowly backing off of him she began to set a slow place with her ravenous mouth. The pre-cum that was forced from his steel hard erection, combined with the saliva from her mouth, helped to keep the going easy. At first it was such a miniscule amount that she couldn’t tell why the other girls were so exited to do this to him. Then as she continued to force his cock into her gullet the fluid thickened and she tasted his spend for the first time. ‘A bit salty yet sweet at the same time. It’s little grainy in texture but nothing to be exited over. Why do the others say this is one thing we shouldn’t miss?’ While she was trying to analyze the reason for doing this the pheromones that were pouring out of Keitaro started making their way into her overly active brain and just as suddenly as she started to figure out what was going on she stopped. Instead of trying to figure out the whys and hows or why she should do something, or not do something as the case might be, for the first time in her young life she started to allow her emotions control of her actions. She had always known that she loved the dorky apartment manager, who until now she had thought of as a great playmate that never seemed to get hurt from her inventions. With her emotions in control for the first time in her life she began to wonder how her felt. Her senses towards other people activated allowed her to understand why the other girls enjoyed doing this. It made him feel really good. The flavor of his seminal fluid changed drastically at that point. Instead of just swallowing it down she began to savor it instead, using her tongue to roll it around in her mouth as she continued to draw her lips along the length of his shaft. The memories of how she could have killed him and the other girls suddenly flooded her mind and her instinct told her she would have to repay them for the heartache and damage she had caused later but right now she had to get something she wanted very much. If her calculations were right the next couple of day would be more than enough to…

“Are you enjoying your blowjob Kei-kun?” the diminutive blonde asked as she continued to gently stroke his firm length with her hand. “I think its time we became better acquainted, don’t you?” with that she began leading the dazed man to the futon. One look in his eyes told her she could have led him do his doom at that point and he wouldn’t even notice that she had done so.

Tsuruko was very aware of what was happening however and the sudden sound of Kaolla speaking as an adult had all of her mental engines firing on overdrive. But even with her senses kicked on she was still unprepared for what happened next. While Kaolla was leading them to the futon she had let her left hand slip around Tsuruko’s waist. Before the samurai woman knew what was happening the younger woman’s fingers were burrowing into the moist cleft of her own dripping sex. Not to be outdone Tsuruko quickly ‘counter-attacked’ and had her nimble fingers caressing the younger girls blondé covered sex. Tsuruko smiled as Kaolla gasped at the older girl strummed and diddled the most sensitive part of her.

“Whatever is the problem Kaolla-chan? Do you find it hard to concentrate on things at the moment, including keeping up your little girl act.”

“It wasn’t an act Tsu…ts…Tsuru…chan. If…I could…explain it, I would say that…oooh my emotions have balanced with my…intellect.” The younger girl found it quite difficult to maintain a steady speech pattern while Tsuruko was assaulting her sex this way. In fact she was finding it difficult just to stay on her feet. Using her brains however addled came naturally. So she spied at took the one avenue of reprieve open to her she pulled the older woman and Keitaro down on the futon with her.

Having been caught off guard once, Tsuruko wasn’t about to let it happen again, but when Keitaro landed on his back with Kaolla up against the wall it took her will to resist and shredded it.

Keitaro was in a daze he couldn’t remember how he got there but he found himself looking down at two of the most beautiful girls in the world. They were passionately making out and each of the girls was running their fingers over his turgid member.

“We really shouldn’t be arguing Tsuruko.” Kaolla managed to sputter when they were all three located on the mattress. “We both want to please our Kei-kun.”
“You are correct Kaolla-chan. We should be paying attention to what our man would like do you think we could take turns orally pleasuring him? I will even let you swallow his seed as it is your first time with him.”

“I would like that very much, thank you Tsuruko-chan. As you are letting me swallow it you may go first.”

With that Tsuruko leaned over and worked her moth up and down Keitaro’s meaty drill. Her attempts at pleasuring the man they shared between them tonight was slightly disturbed though when she felt Kaolla’s eager hands begin to massage her bare breasts pausing occasionally to tweak her nipples after a couple of minutes she regretfully pulled her mouth from his tool to give Kaolla a chance at him only to have the impetuous blondé girl pull her head down for a searing kiss. Tsuruko was stunned to say the least. The elders of clan Aoyama she usually had to deal with day in and day out were so stuffy that if you were to prick one with a pin they would probably burst. But every since she had made herself one of Keitaro’s concubines she found herself leaning towards disbanding them entirely. They were too much of a hassle anyway. So she pulled back and smiled at blondé dynamo gesturing for her to take her turn.

Kaolla eagerly returned to sucking on her newly acquired favorite treat. ‘It’s much better than bananas’ the sexually charged woman thought as she sucked, bobbed and teased her lover’s erection. Her sexual prowess, despite being a complete amateur, increased tenfold each second. Her mighty brain and its capability to store information logged each texture and ridge of her project. She listened intently memorizing what brought on significant moans and what increased the throbbing of his veins through is phallus. Her mentally ability was once again derailed by Tsuruko, who had began rubbing the tight cleft of her buttocks. That really didn’t bother her too much, but when she slipper her middle finger into her dripping core she bucked back and found her butt had dilated enough to allow Tsuruko’s thumb to slip in up to the first knuckle.

When Tsuruko wedged her thumb into the younger girls but it made her lunge forward on his cock and that lunge was the last straw for the apartment manager. With trebling hands he reached down and grabbed two fistfuls of platinum blondé hair and thrust forward. His penis, so sensitive from their oral and visual play began firing shots of cum directly into the stomach of the human battery.

Kaolla felt the slight discomfort of her esophagus being pride open by the thick head of his instrument. And when he started to cum in her stomach she knew she had to back off before it was too late. Forcing her head upwards against his grip was difficult to say the least; however she was amply rewarded when she felt two strong blasts of sperm striking the top of her mouth. Sucking hard she drew the remnants of his spend into her greedy mouth swishing it around to savor the flavor of her man Kaolla was in heaven. She swallowed most of it the reached out and grabbed Tsuruko. Forcing her lips open she then forced the remaining seed deep into the shocked woman’s mouth.

Tsuruko was shocked at the depth of the kiss and even more surprised to find a generous amount of Keitaro’s cum being forced into her mouth. The taste of their man’s seed caused her to deepen the kiss the results were that Keitaro didn’t even begin to waver in his need for satisfaction.

When the two girls broke their kiss their eyes said it all the both needed to be loved by their man, the long and hard sex kind of loving that only he was capable of in their minds Tsuruko swung her hips over his and assisted Kaolla in straddling Keitaro’s face. Keitaro didn’t argue about it though, he was too busy tasting the untried depth of Kaolla’s virginal womanhood.

Tsuruko was in her own world at the moment. After being fed Keitaro’s seed directly from the mouth of the blondé beauty she was completely enraptured by the situation. Her ex-husband had never managed to turn her on this way and here she was in another willing three-way orgy. She swung her long legs over the hips of their shared lover. His erection pointed straight up and with the fluid motion of a martial artist she lowered herself until she could feel his testicles, already heavy with sperm resting in the crack of her ass. She could feel the broad tip of his cock pressing firmly against her cervix. She knew that it was an illusion of her mind, or at least she thought so. Science told her that a woman’s vagina expanded and contracted as to the size of the partner in question. But she had never felt so full with the man she used to call husband. The well developed muscles in her soaking wet sex were clutching him so tightly that she thought she might hurt him. Her vulva, those lips of intimacy that for so long had been denied pleasure sealed themselves around the base of his member as a man thrown overboard at sea would cling to a life raft. Her mind, suddenly blank from pleasure, shut down and her body went into auto response. She began to raise and lower her hips, slowly at first. But the heat of their joining soon had her slapping herself along his length as rapidly as she could. Then, just as every other time with him, her vision went white and her body spasmed and shock with the force of her orgasm. Then she felt the flood of his seed strike her cervix and flow around the length of his organ to flow out of her already overstuffed sex. The amount of pleasure was too much for the samurai woman and she flopped off of his semi-erect pole. A curious smile played out across her sharp features as she thought of what might be happening in her womb even now.

Kaolla, never one to miss an opportunity, lunged over and took the now free cock of Keitaro deep into her throat. Sucking for all she was worth to remove the potent residue of his bout of love making with Tsuruko. Once she had swallowed all of the remaining evidence of his coupling with the samurai woman she bean using her fingers to ensure that her would be good for at least one more bout of lovemaking before he passed out from exhaustion.

Keitaro was floating. He had already had three orgasms with Kanako and now two with Tsuruko and Kaolla. He didn’t know what was keeping him going but the tender ministrations of the erstwhile blondé had his engines revving again in short order. ‘Are they trying to love me to death?’ Floated through his hazy, lust-filled mind unbidden from somewhere deep in his psyche

Working her tongue along the length of her love, Kaolla’s thoughts weren’t dissimilar yet very similar to Keitaro’s. She too worried that he might not have the stamina to go another round however, she knew that she was going to get what she wanted and the more the girls coaxed out of him sexually, the more he would be able to do at a later date. Once she had him stiffened enough for her use she switched tactics. Crawling up his chest planting feather light kisses and licks along the way Kaolla smiled when she reached the glowing, panting face of the man she loved. Leaning down she began to gently kiss the lips of the man who had won her heart. At first his response was tentative at best. She thought back on all of those reckless inventions that could have cost him his life. The reckless girl had been fast disappearing and was being replaced by the more cautious woman that Kaolla was becoming. But even if she were the most brilliant person in the house (she knew intellectually she was) there was still the overwhelming problems she was currently experiencing with her hormones. So without so much as a word spoken she rolled the two of them over and opening her thighs in blatant invitation.

Keitaro found himself staring down into the shining eyes of the girls below him. No she was a woman now. Despite the age differences between the two of them he had known that she had ceased being a girl long ago. The gentle swell of her breasts, the platinum hair covering her mound and the unmistakable scent of a woman in a state of arousal was more than enough to convince him that she was far from a little girl nowadays. Looking deep into her eyes he used his hand to guide his phallus to the untried cleft of her womanhood. At first the sheer amount of lubrication kept him from finding a purchase in her untried depths then she reached down and ran a finger over her woman’s cleft Keitaro watched in fascination as her delicate petals parted slightly. Taking his queue from her he began to gently rub his thumb over the widening cleft. Once her inner lips began to part he placed the broad head against her untried opening once again, this time he was rewarded as her inner lips parted to kiss his crown and the opened wide to swallow the invading shaft to the root.

When Keitaro began to press against her Kaolla was plagued by the fears and uncertainties that usually come to women about to give up their sexual innocence. Then, like some magic story where the good guys always win she felt him start to press into her. She felt her nether lips spread wide to allow the girth. To her it felt as though he were trying to drive the air from her lungs. All the young woman could do was grunt as her senses were suddenly overloaded with pleasure. Then she felt him brush against her barrier. She tried her best to relax as he prodded the thin membrane with ever firmer strokes, then suddenly he slammed his hips forward and she felt that thin piece of tissue give way as he sank to the hilt deep within her depths. The pain of having that dreaded film of flesh removed was completely overcome by the overwhelming sensation of having his hard, firm length within her caused Kaolla to scream incoherently in pleasure.

Tsuruko, finally having recovered from her own “little death”, was able to watch the moment when Kaolla would join the ranks of the women that finally had laid physical claim to Keitaro. She saw the intense concentration on the face of Keitaro as he tried his best to minimize the pain for the younger woman. She couldn’t count the numerous beads of sweat as they rolled down his face to land with tiny splashes against Kaolla’s heaving breasts. She watched as Kaolla’s eyes filled with wonder as her womanhood opened to welcome Keitaro’s bulging manhood. She watched as a tiny wince crossed her features when said phallus tore through her maidenhead. And she saw the look of triumph on the now ecstatic woman’s face as his large testicles pressed firmly against her ass. She watched avidly as they began to move together. Their movements were so slight at first that unless you knew what you were looking for you would never realize that they were moving at all. Then she watched as their movements became more pronounced and ultimately more erotic. She saw Keitaro’s member plunging wetly in and out of Kaolla’s womanhood. She saw the pink smear along its length and caught the scent of her virgin’s blood. She watched as Kaolla’s hips began to rise and fall to meet the ever more violent thrusts. She listened as Keitaro and Kaolla both exchanged words of love and sex as their bodies continually met to achieve the goals they had set out for one another, release in the most primitive way they could get without harming themselves or anyone else.

The constant vision of Keitaro mating Kaolla overcame the samurai’s good sense and soon she was digging her fingers into her own recently plundered sex. She was trying to match them to see what would happen if they could unify their respective orgasms.

Keitaro was lost in shining eyes a mouth that begged to be kissed and the most tanned, slender, and most beautiful legs wrapped themselves around his hips to allow her extra leverage to pull up to meet his downward strokes. He felt her internal muscles clench at him as he burrowed as deep into her as their bodies would allow. Then he felt it start and he shifted his grip as he raised himself to his knees to thrust even harder into her welcoming depths.

Kaolla was obsessed with what was being done to her. She had long ago learned of the crude mechanics of sex do to the textbooks provided by her schools but nothing could prepare her for what sex actually felt like. Her normal speed was already set at hyper outstripped itself as she tried to get him to scratch faster at that intimate itch that had developed deep inside her womanly core. She knew that he wouldn’t be able to last for much longer. She could see his eyes glazing over as his oncoming orgasm threatened his sanity.

Then it them the three friends collided together as their respective orgasms washed over them Kaolla was easily the loudest of the three

“Kami give me his children NOW!”

Tsuruko and Keitaro only managed to groan loudly

The three friends collapsed together in a wildly tangled heap. Sweat and their combined bodily fluids wafted through the air to bathe the room in an unmistakable odor. To Tsuruko, who had on more than one occasion pulled her disgusting husband from such places, it smelled like a whorehouse. But unlike in the past she now came to admire the scent of sex. She knew that Keitaro would never abuse or take advantage of any of the girls. She also knew that despite their past treatment of the meek young man all of the girls would kill anyone else who even tried to harm him now.

Smiling she began to run her hand up and down the spine of the exhausted young man but suddenly she jerked her hand away. His skin was HOT! In fact he was burning hot as she glanced down at her blistered hand quickly she pulled Kaolla out from under him.

Kaolla was in bliss Keitaro had made love to her and she was snuggling with him. It was better than anything she had ever dreamed of. Then suddenly his weight became too much for her. She found herself unable to breath. It was as if Keitaro had suddenly quadrupled his weight and she was starting to get hot. The she was out from under him and was watching as Keitaro started to glow white hot.

“Tsuruko-chan what is happening? Why is Keitaro so heavy and why is he burning hot?”

“I don’t know Kaolla-chan, but I think you had better go fetch the rest of the girls.”

Their eyes widened in fear as they watched Keitaro’s joints start to dislocate and break underneath his skin.

“Get Haruka NOW Kaolla!”

The blonde bombshell took off like a stage one rocket screaming for Haruka all the way.

Tsuruko watched in terrifying awe as the man she had come to love seemed to mutate before her eyes. Hair of varying length sprouted from different parts of his anatomy. His eyes twisted from their sockets and burst spraying ichor around the room. His and broke, grew to enormous size and then shattered spraying blood around the room.

The sheer terror of the site had the experienced samurai woman backed into a corner. She knew that something was happening to him as it was very obvious, but she couldn’t tell what. She knew that if he started to become dangerous to her or the other women here she would have to put him down and the thought of killing such a wonderful man sickened her. She held her bokkan at the ready to deal the necessary blow to end his suffering and the danger to the rest of them.

She continued to watch, horrorstruck as Keitaro’s body continued to shatter and rebuild itself. His sudden bout of screaming brought tears to the eyes of the raven haired warrior. She had trained herself her whole life to battle daemons and onii, and the thought of having to destroy the man she loved as he became that which she hunted caused her heart to break. Taking her stance she cried her apologies for failing to protect him as she had vowed

“CHERRY BLOSSOM CALM”