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Meanwhile, 30 minutes later and 5 paces away...
Misao frowned. Aoshi-sama had disappeared behind some bushes, and for the life of her, she couldn't find him. "Aoshi-sama~!" she called, voice hoarse. 'Dammit,' she thought, 'how come she couldn't find him? She was Oniwabaishun! Why didn't anyone seem to care? She turned at a rustling in the bushes behind her. "Aoshi-sama?" There was a light giggle, then a flushed, small figure tripped out of the bushes. Its long, red hair was tangled and had twigs and other substances in it. Misao slowed her run to him, recognizing. "Himura?" "Eh, Misao-dono?" The man blushed, looking rather guilty. "What brings you here?" "Have you seen Aoshi-sama? He's disappeared again." She pouted. "Saa, I think I saw him go to the north," Sano commented. He also had leaves in his hair, and his shirt was missing. "Okay, thanks, tori-atama. Ja!" Misao Quickly sped northward. Then she stopped. Why had Himura & Sagara been hidden together in a bush? Her mind churned. She cogitated. She pondered. "Um, nevermind." She ran off again for her butt-bowed master. |
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Mamoru: Now where did Usa go this time... (He stumbles into a forest arena by accident. Suddenly the entire battle arena opens up to him w/o the rose seal) Hm? Where does this go... (he ascends the stairs as Sekai wo Kakumei Suru Tame Ni plays. At the top of the stairs he sees the illusion of an upside down castle hanging overhead. In the middle of the floor there is an elaborate bed with a strong headboard & 4 posters, and bed curtains. He approaches the bed curiously.) Naniyo...? Anthy: (steps up behind him from out of nowhere) Hello. (Startles Mamoru, making him spin around to face the mysterious voice) Have you come to make sure that I won't be lonely tonight? Mamo-chan: um... (blushes).. I'm looking for-- Anthy cuts him off with a passionate kiss throwing her body against him. He's so startled he falls backwards onto the bed. He struggles vaguely, her kiss overpowering his senses. She rubs her hands seductively over his chest, heightenin his snse to her every caress. She trails her fingers along donw her arms, unter her small fingers lock around his writsts. She gently lifts his hands and presses them bacvk against the headboard. She fills his moth with hot kiss, distracting his awareness as she locks his hands back into the leather restraints... |
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