Neon Genesis Evangelion Fan Fiction ❯ Blood Sisters ❯ Final ( Chapter 5 )

Blood Sisters: A Neon Genesis Evangelion Fanfiction

Part Five

Misato saw Ritsuko looking over at her, and she had to fight down her nervousness to continue just longing there, looking so comfortable. Ritsuko frowned at her slightly, "Didn't you say you wanted to talk to me later?"

Misato took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. She checked to see if the pilots were still gone before saying, "I guess this is private enough."

'Private?' Ritsuko looked over at her in surprise, 'Why do we need to be private?'

"For this," Misato leaned over a little before gently pressing her lips to the startled Ritsuko's. After a moment of stunned shock Ritsuko leaned into the kiss, clearly enjoying the gentle kiss. Misato let the tip of her tongue slip past Ritsuko's parted lips, and with a shudder the other woman let it in. A few seconds later they slid apart, their breaths coming faster.

"Are you.. I mean, why.." Ritsuko stammered out, the blonde looking so very beautiful there in the moonlight.

Misato met her eyes, trying to put all of her sincerity into her next few words. "I'm not drunk, and this isn't just an sudden impulse," she said to her gravely. A slight smile and Misato felt a deep pain as she continued on, "If you really don't want this, just tell me and we'll both try to forget that any of this ever happened."

Ritsuko reached out to gently cup Misato's face, and Misato felt herself shudder under that touch. "I don't think I could forget a kiss like that," Ritsuko said softly.

"Oh, really?" Misato smiled devilishly. She slid a bit closer in the warm water, her hands reaching out to gently stroke along Ritsuko's legs, savoring the feeling of the silken flesh. Her hands slid up to the thighs, and she looked up to meet Ritsuko's eyes.

"Ah," Ritsuko gasped out softly at that touch, the blonde's cheeks glowing bright red in the near darkness. She looked up at Misato and smiled at her weakly, "Do you think we should maybe go somewhere more private?"

Misato got out of the water, her towel still firmly wrapped around her as she gently tugged, pulling Ritsuko up to her feet. "Let's go," she said quietly.

Together they went into the changing room, grabbing at their clothes and moving on, still just garbed in their simple towels. "I'm glad you're not getting dressed," Ritsuko looked over and smiled happily, "you look good in just that."

"Thanks," Misato agreed, squeezing the hand that had been slipped into her own. They padded down the hall barefoot, sliding the screen door open for their room. Ritsuko went in first, then Misato slid the door shut behind her.

Ritsuko walked over to the two futons, then stopped. She looked up, and Misato saw fear and worry in those eyes as she asked, "Are you sure?"

Misato walked over there, reaching out to gently take the blonde's hands in her own. She brought Ritsuko's hands up to her mouth, gently kissing the backs, her hair blowing around her face from the slight breeze.

"I've wanted to do that since university," Misato admitted, then with a little smile she added, "And much more, too."

"Me, too," Ritsuko admitted, and she stepped forward to kiss Misato once again.

This time Ritsuko was a bit more daring, letting her passion free, and Misato welcomed it gladly. Their bodies pressed together, the kiss deepening as Ritsuko's hand slid down her back. The ties holding the towel up untied easily, and it fell with a wet thump to the floor.

"Let me look at you," Ritsuko said softly.

Misato felt suddenly nervous as her old friend stepped back, looking her over frankly. She was suddenly reminded of the pounds she needed to loose, the one breast that was a bit larger than the other, when she had last shaved her legs, or trimmed somewhere else..

"What are you smiling at?" Misato finally had to ask.

"You're so lovely," Ritsuko said to her simply, her husky voice and eyes clearly showing the depths of her desire.

Misato felt her cheeks color, but she smiled. "Good," she stepped up to Ritsuko, putting her hands on the towel, "It's your turn to show all."

Ritsuko gasped softly as Misato let her head rest on her shoulder, her warm breath blowing across her neck. Misato slipped her hands across the top of the towel where the ties were, then she let them slide down. The ribs and sides were lovingly stroked, then the hands reached down to cup the round orbs of the ass.

"Just getting to know the territory," Misato said wickedly.

"Remember this," Ritsuko gasped out, "I'm going to have you on your back, bare naked and completely defenseless."

Misato chuckled softly, "Of course." She slid her hands back up to the ties, untying the strands and letting the towel fall to the floor.

"Going to take a look?" Ritsuko asked, letting Misato step back a bit. She tilted her head to the side, "I believe you do know I'm not a natural blonde."

Misato didn't answer that, letting her eyes openly take in the beautiful body standing before her, instead of the furtive glances she had taken before. Even in university she hadn't had such a chance, and she savored it. "You're so beautiful," Misato smiled.

"Come here," Ritsuko's voice had dropped to a throaty purr.

Misato took that outstretched hand, both of them sliding down onto the two futons. The blankets were already rumpled, both of their bodies laying there side by side. They kissed again, Misato letting her fingers tangle in that soft blonde hair, then they separated reluctantly.

"I should let you know," Misato felt herself blushing slightly as she continued, "that I've never actually done this before." A soft, warm laugh, "Thought about it a few times, especially with you, but not actually done it."

Ritsuko chuckled softly. "It's been a long time," she admitted, reaching out to gently trace a finger down Misato's neck towards her shoulders, "but I feel it all coming back to me."

"I'm so glad," Misato murmured.

With a sudden move Ritsuko rolled them over, putting Misato on her back. The blonde smiled down at her, "Got you now."

Misato shivered as Ritsuko kissed her throat, then down to the curve of her shoulders. She gasped, nipples teased by so expert fingers. A wet. raspy tongue stroked along her flesh, tracing those round orbs before settling on the nipples to suck gently.

"Ah," Misato shuddered as the teeth teased a hard nipple.

"Glad to see that I haven't lost my touch," Ritsuko murmured, leaving the breasts to slide down even farther.

Misato squealed, giggling as hands slid along ticklish ribs, a gentle kiss landing on the curve of her belly. "I'd say you're gifted," Misato managed breathlessly.

"You haven't seen anything yet," Ritsuko smiled wickedly before moving down to that dark triangle, soon taking away all of Misato's ability to have rational thought...

... it was hours later, the sun rising when they lay there, tangled and sweaty on the sheets. "That was incredible," Misato sighed softly. She smiled, reaching out to push blonde hair out of Ritsuko's eyes, "I hope I didn't disappoint you."

"You were inspired," Ritsuko chuckled softly.

Misato felt herself blushing, looking away. She had been an eager and dedicated student, practicing all that she had learned through the night. They lay there in the silence, Ritsuko reaching over to gently run her fingers through her hair, her expression oddly contemplative. "What's wrong?" Misato asked softly, looking into Ritsuko's eyes.

Ritsuko smiled at her sadly. "This.. this can't continue, can it?" she asked her softly. Misato was about to speak up when she continued on, "I have my obligations, and you know that the pilots all depend on you."

Misato rolled over on her back, sighing softly. "I guess not," she finally admitted softly, "but I won't forget about this night, either."

"Me, too," Ritsuko agreed. They slipped into another kiss, then noises out from the hallway disturbed them. "Guess the pilots are up," she added.

"We'd better make sure that Asuka and Rei didn't kill Shinji," Misato sighed, getting to her feet. She grabbed a robe, pulling it on tiredly. "Coming?"

"Always," Ritsuko rose to follow her with a smile.

The End.

Epilogue

General Misato Katsuragi watched Maya and Ritsuko leaving from the window, a slight smile on her face. It had been nearly a year ago, but the memory still stirred something within her. She and Ritsuko hadn't talked about it when they went back to NERV, and when things got bad and crazy she had lost sight of that.. tenderness.

Thankfully, they had all been given a second chance at happiness. She looked back into the room, smiling fondly as Rei and Asuka talked softly, sharing some of the celebratory cake. Maya had been promoted just today, and if her less that subtle hints to Ritsuko did the job, the two might be getting together later tonight.

'You deserve to be happy, Rits-chan,' Misato thought to her old friend, 'and I know that Maya does that for you.'

"Misato," Asuka called out to her, "come have some more cake!"

"Right, right," Misato walked over to their side, feeling warm at the friendship in both Asuka and Rei's eyes. 'I made a lot of mistakes,' she mused, 'but at least this is good.'

"Misato?" Rei looked up at her curiously with those innocent reddish eyes.

Misato smiled, "Yes?"

"Have you ever had a girlfriend, like Ritsuko and Maya?" Rei asked innocently.

Misato blinked down at her, and before Asuka could scold the girl she smiled. "Once, yes," Misato smiled, "maybe one day I'll tell you about it..."

Authors Notes: For those who don't read my other series, this is a tie in with my fic Evangelion: Third Genesis, and the party that Misato is attending is around Part Twelve of that fic. The idea for this story came from a challenge to do a romance for Misato and Ritsuko, hopefully believably. I'm not quite sure if this pulls it off, but I tried. My knowledge of EVA is still pretty limited, from seeing a few episodes, reading mangas, and watching the two EVA movies, so if I got something BADLY wrong, let me know. Review, please! I may also do a more... explicit version for www.adultfanfiction.net if I get enough requests.