Tonight and Forever
Kanna knocked on the door to Sumire’s room ,but got no answer, the
tall red haired woman sighed and pushed the door back. Sumire was
aware of the knock ,but didn’t want to acknowledge it, she knew Kanna
would be coming to see her… a moment she had always awaited and a
moment she always feared was coming… Slowly the red haired woman edged
into the other girls room, it was pitch black only illuminated by the
moonlight flowing through the slightly opened curtains.
“Sumire?” whispered the giant of a woman surprising herself with how
soft it came out.
No reply.
“Sumire? Please I just want to-” Kanna said scanning the dark room she
only stopped speaking when she saw the figure huddled in the corner of
the room. Sumire sat with her knees drawn up and with her arms locked
around them, the usually larger than life girl appeared small and
fragile in the dim moonlight.
Sumire spoke for the first time “What do you want, you oversized
baboon!”
The insult did not affect the red haired giant as it usually would, it
made her feel even worse at the unintentional hurt she had caused this
beautiful woman.
“No games Sumire, I just wanted to talk to you-” Kanna blushed ,but
thankfully the lights were off she hated how it made her look.
“Well, I-I” The brown haired girl sobbed out the rest of the sentence
“don’t want to t-talk with you!” and then convulsed into body shaking
sobs. Kanna crossed the room in two giant steps and immediately threw
her long arms around the other girls body; drawing her close.
Kanna rocked the crying girl, “What have I done?” thought the lanky
red head.
Kanna stroked the short brown main looking at Sumire “What is it?
Please Sumire you can tell me…” she trailed off.
Kanna suddenly picked the smaller girl up and deposited her on the
bed, Sumire’s quietness was scaring her. The only sounds were her
quiet sobs and ragged breathing.
“It’s you.”
“Huh?” Kanna said with a now visible perplexed face.
“You- I umm.. It’s you” whispered Sumire laying on her bed gazing up
at the other Hanagumi.
“I don’t understand you.” Kanna said as she turned her face away from
the intense stare.
“Your heart is so open no matter what happens to you ,your so pleasant
and it makes me feel special just watching you-” the smaller girl
paused “And that is why I hate you! I hate you with all of my being
sometimes. I hate you because I am cold, I hate you because I got
everything I wanted as a child, I hate you because no one ever hurt
me, and I hate you because no one ever gave me a chance to experience
life like you have.”
Kanna’s eyes grew large as she listened ,yet she made no effort to
move or speak. Sumire kept speaking.
“But, most of all, more than any of that I love you! I love everything
about you, so I fight myself and fight myself and I’m losing to my
heart Kanna. Your warmth is a gift and I need it to keep my cold heart
alive. It hurts me..” Sumire sat up and touched the violet eyed
martial artists cheek and Kanna unconsciously leaned into the touch.
“It hurts to be so close to your love, showered by it everyday knowing
you don’t mean it as I do. I’m sorry for dumping this all on you , I
know you’ll think I’m some sort of hentai, but I do love you… even if
you are a woman.” Now the tears were flowing down her face like a
uncontrollable torrent of emotional pain and Kanna was at a complete
loss.
“Sumire.” Kanna took her hand and continued “I don’t think you’re a
hentai I would never think that.”
Sumire smiled through her tears it was a better reaction than she
thought she would get.
“I’m flattered that you think of me like you do, but-” Sumire’s face
fell “-I honestly don’t know what to say about loving me. All I can
tell you is that I understand why you hate me, but it’s not easy for
me all the time and my life wasn’t as pretty as you might think it
was… All I have had in my life was Ryuu Kyuu my karate was
everything.”
Sumire looked down at the bed sheets “Kanna I know all about what
happened with your father and I know it wasn’t easy for you. What I
mean is all my life I have been sheltered and protected. No one ever
told me a real opinion; only what I wanted to hear. And nobody ever
loved me, just suitors who wanted my families wealth or name.”
“Sumire I don’t think I’m the one you want.”
Sumire rushed forward and grabbed Kanna “You are the one I want. You
may not love me ,but can you honestly say you don’t want to at least
try…”
Kanna pulled Sumire back a little and slowly began to descend towards
her full lips, the small Tokyo girl felt like her heart was going to
burst! Kanna was going to kiss her. “Oh Kami-sama..” Sumire’s thoughts
trailed off as their lips connected in a chastise kiss.
Kanna’s doubts were set aside in the moment their lips touched, Sumire
pulled her close and slowly started to slip her warm tongue into the
other girls mouth. The brown haired woman took charge and pulled Kanna
down on top of her while falling to the bed, the kiss was amazing.
Kanna had never even had a real kiss before and now… “Sumire is so
warm” was her only conscious thought.
Sumire parted her thighs and let Kanna’s delicious weight rest between
them, though Kanna wasn’t grinding her larger frame made it feel as if
she was. Kanna’s eyes opened wide as Sumire bucked upwards into her,
the violet eyed girl jumped up out of the bed and ran out of the room
as if she had seen a ghost.
Sumire sunk into her pillow and tried not to cry.
The solid Russian figure was turning the corner to her room when she
saw Kanna run out of Sumire’s room.
“Kanna?” said the blonde as she felt the air rush by her body from
when the older girl had passed by. The taller woman didn’t even look
her way as she rushed up the stairs, Maria shrugged it off and went to
her room figuring it was just another one of their usual spats.
The tall blonde sat down on her bed and started to strip off her thick
black jacket, it wasn’t cold in Tokyo, unlike New York or Russia ;but
that jacket had become her security blanket over the years. Under the
overcoat was her old military uniform; a white shirt and a pair of
black pants along with red shoes and her own favorite gloves. Maria’s
body showed through shirt exposing her well endowed chest that no one
would of guessed was there. The black pants had two gun holsters at
the thigh which held her .45s, the two guns did nothing to subtract
from her well rounded hips and slim muscular legs. Maria faced the
mirror and sighed.
“Aaayy, this has been a long day. I cannot let them go on like this
forever. I am a assistant commander…” her distinct Russian tones made
the works seem dragged out and slow.
Maria pushed her hair back to get a full view of her face and once
again she found herself reminiscing about old times.
“All these things remind me… I thought I said goodbye to my memories”
unconsciously she clutched the locket with the picture of her slain
lover, friend, and commander…the most important person she had ever
known. “This has got to stop.” she whispered to herself “I’ll never be
half the leader you were, my love.”
Maria stripped down in front of the mirror, watching herself, she
rarely ever looked at herself, but today was the kind of day where you
needed to use a different routine. Once out of her clothes she sat the
.45s on her dresser and slipped on a long black night slip with a pair
of silk panties. “So Maria we are all dressed up, who will be with us
in our dreams?” thought the Russian. As a final night ritual she took
off her gloves reveling her scared hands; the blonde couldn’t stand to
look at them for long. She slipped under the covers and blew out the
candles, eliminating all the light that illuminated her room. “I have
got to stop talking to my-” her thought was cut off by a loud thump
coming from somewhere above her.
“What’s that? A burglar?” she spoke out loud. The green eyed beauty
rolled out of bed while grabbing her gun in one smooth motion. She
checked to see if it was loaded as she walked out of the door and into
the hall, slowly she edged up the stairs and nudged open the door. The
formally trained girl held her gun stiff armed and straight in front
of her. Her lithe form was tightened like a coil ready to spring into
action. Maria side stepped around the back of the roof alert and
examining the rooftop expecting to see a burglar or criminal of some
sort delinquent then out of the corner of her eye she caught a glimpse
of the unwanted visitor. Kanna heard a noise that sounded like a
footstep and was getting up to check it out ,but Maria moved so
quickly Kanna had no time to react. Suddenly she was knocked back down
on to her back, the impact was very hard causing the karate champions
air to be knocked out of her chest audio ably. Kanna looked up and
Maria was sitting on top of her midsection in a ridden up night slip
and holding a .45 caliber weapon to her head!
“Maria!”
Tachibana looked down and realized what happened “Oh my Kanna! Don’t
you ever scare me like that again, I could of seriously hurt you.”
,said Maria as she laid the gun to the side of Kanna.
“Scare you! I’m the one fighting for breath here.” Kanna made a goofy
heart attack face and Maria laughed.
“What are you doing out here? I heard a large thump and I thought it
was a criminal of some sort.”
Kanna thought for a second recalling her incident with Sumire, she
decided it was best not to tell the younger commander of it.
“Aww, I wasn’t doing anything really. I just didn’t want to be
inside.”
Maria frowned, Kanna was a honest person so it was very easy to tell
she was lying, but the co-commander let it go. “If she lies, then she
has her reasons.” thought Tachibana.
Kanna’s face grew into a bright red when she finally realized what
Maria was wearing and her current position. The green eyed Russian
caught the change in her expressions “She is so cute” thought the
blonde. Realizing the awkward position and ashamed at her thoughts she
stood up quickly.
“I am sorry!” exclaimed Maria as she extended her hand down to Kanna
to help her up. The tall karate champion reached for her hand and
gasped “Maria your hand…”
The blonde woman’s eyes grew as she realized she had forgotten to put
her gloves on in her excited state. “I..I have to go!”
Tachibana turned and fled ,but before she reached the door the violet
eyed woman caught her hand. “Maria, you don’t have to run. I’m sorry
if you thought that I thought it was ugly, I was just shocked.”
Maria turned to look up at two warm and caring eyes. “It is just that
I don’t like to look at them either, I never take my gloves off.”
Kanna tilted her head and started think, this was after all the first
time she had seen Maria in anything other then her on stage clothes, a
kimono, or the large black overcoat and gloves. “Is that a bullet
hole?” whispered Kanna.
“Yes. I got it- I’m sorry I can’t talk about this now.” Maria turned
around and went through the door leading back down stairs. Kanna
sighed and went to her room not liking how the night was turning out.
“All these happenings with women! Grrr… I never thought I’d end up a
girl magnet.”, thought the red head with a sigh.
Back in her room Maria flopped down on to her bed, her mind was
working overtime. “I can’t believe that I went out with out my gloves.
Kanna has seen how disgusting they are…” Maria gazed up at the ceiling
and blew the hair off of her left eye “Kanna…” ,Maria whispered out
loud. The Russian blonde smiled thinking of the tall violet eyed woman
and how gently she touched her hands. A small blush crept up her face
as the worry she felt turned in to desire for the other woman.
“Kanna…” again the one word popped into her mind. Along with the
thought a warm feeling grasped her midsection, the feeling she had
from being on top of the Japanese woman’s midsection for so long came
back to hit her full force. Tachibana rose and locked her door, she
was about to lay back on her bed when she thought the better of it.
Instead she went to her closet and pulled open a shoe box, inside of
it were all the pictures and play programs she had saved. She sifted
through them until she found it, a picture of her red haired lust
object laying on the poolside in a very tight bikini; she was sure
Kanna never knew that it was taken, she herself had confiscated it
from Lt. General Yoneda and reprimanded him for looking at one of his
troop in such a inappropriate manner.
Once again she went over to her bed, picture in hand. Slowly she
stepped out of the night slip and lied on the bed gazing at the
picture acutely aware of her nipples which were now two hardened buds.
Maria grasped her right breast and palmed the dusty pink nipple and
rubbed her hand back and forth across it.
“Ohhh” she moaned. “It has been so long I forgot how good it felt.”
thought the young green eyed woman. She took her pointer finger and
thumb and began rolling the hardened bud between them. The shock sent
a jolt of electricity to her moistening center.
“Kanna..” she thought again.
She dropped the picture out of her other hand and did the same to the
other nipple, the gunwoman was now rolling her hips which were begging
for intimate contact she reluctantly let her hand leave the still
hardened nipple and let it slowly trail down her slim well muscled
stomach. Resting it on her panties line just before her crotch with
the other hand still working her nipple the torture was exquisite,
Maria moaned and slipped out of her undergarment. Now laying
completely nude she once again continued her attention on her nipples.
“Ahhh…I- need..”
Tachibana trailed her right hand down to her crotch and spread the wet
outer lips with her pointer and ring finger and used her middle finger
to slide up and down her insides, causing delicious friction against
the little bundle of nerves peeking out of it’s hood. The moans
increased and she was bucking her hips up again. Maria now used her
other hand to push two fingers in to her tight love channel, she
pushed them in and out slowly at first but with increasing need she
went faster, harder and deeper. Unconsciously she opened her legs
wider allowing her hand better access, the left hand pressed hard
against her clit and her other hand kept the hammering motion inside
of her.
“Ohhhh god” ,she breathed out raggedly. Her usually pale body was red
from the building desire. She pinched her clit and felt her body
shake, ready for a big release, the blonde turned her head and looked
at the picture of the tall girl taking in the site of all her muscles
and curves. And that was it she gave her clit another little squeeze
and fell over the edge into sweet release. Maria’s body went into
spasms and her legs shook, her fingers were clamped by her insides,
stuck between her legs. The blonde barely registered the soaking
wetness that flew from between her legs.
Maria’s thoughts had degraded to just Russian passion curses and
“Ooohh Kanna.”
Finally the girl got her senses back and was again looking at the
ceiling “That was the most amazing orgasm I have ever had.” never had
she felt anything like that not even from her former lover and
commander. She looked at her hands and smiled picking up Kanna’s
picture. “I guess we are in for yet another round.”
Maria sat up and spread her legs.
Sumire rolled around for the hundredth time that night she just
couldn't fall asleep.
“Watakushi teito no top star.” whispered the brown haired beauty “I
can’t be in love with that gargantuan oaf! She is stupid and wants to
fight all time… she is loyal and beautiful-” Sumire groaned and hit
her fists against the bed. Sumire rolled out of the bed and decided to
go for a walk… “It’s not like I’ll get any sleep tonight.”, thought
the brown eyed girl.
The hall was dark as she moved to go down the stairs heading towards
the theaters stage room.
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