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Post by Reikiko Kimura on Dec 26, 2018 18:43:56 GMT -4
How had it come to this? It was a question which plagued Reikiko's mind as she leaned with her back into the comfort of the soft sofa within the living room of their apartment. She idly twirled the remote of the television within her hand, her blue colored eyes gazing quietly at the large screen a few paces away from the place she was seated at. It appeared that a news reportage was airing currently, and it was one of importance. From the camera, one could see it was a small conference room, filled to the brim with journalists and reporters. Further at the front, kept on a distance be several security guards was a long table, several microphones in front of the individuals seated behind the table. The most imposing one was no doubt the man in the tuxedo, who was in the process of adjusting his glasses while to each of his side was a girl, by all standards they would be considered beautiful, understandable for they were popular idols! However, there was a seat next to them which seemed oddly empty. Reikiko knew those three well enough: The idol group: Blazing Valkyrie, they were a local idol group within Tokyo who had build a steady fanbase and were praised for their passionate and exciting songs.
"As mentioned before: It is to our displeasure that we'll have to announce the disbandment of the Blazing Valkyrie." The man in the tuxedo, their manager announced with a grim expression. Of course, this caused an uproar among the audience as one of the journalists was first to speak up. "Is there any official statement about the reason behind their disbandment? Record sales for their latest album have been proceeding quite favorable." It was true, the idol group had been performing favorably, to say the least, in terms of sales they had no reason to complain. "Was there dissatisfaction among the agency?" The manager shook his head soberly, once more raising a finger to his glasses to readjust them. "There wasn't, it was simply decided that in the best interest of-" However, it was at that moment the girl to his left side broke out in tears and announced in a tearful declaration. "It was because of what they did to Naomi-chan! Because that demon hurt her so badly her face is still bandaged and she doesn't even dare to leave her room!"
The room was thrown into an uproar, and with a soft sigh Reikiko raised the remote to the screen and pressed the button to turn off the screen. Naomi, the third member of the Blazing Valkyrie, and the leader of the group who had ruined 'their' concert. She closed her eyes, allowing her mind to slip into the realm of memories. It was such a beautiful evening: she had finally confessed her love to Homura, and they were about to make their first debut. It would have been an amazing evening. She still remembered the butterflies that were fluttering in her chest, the joy and excitement she felt at seeing the stadium filled to the brim with people. Homura was at her side, not just as her childhood friend, nor simply her idol partner, but also her lover. She felt like there was no way this night would become any better.
The melody would begin, a song they had rehearsed so often she remembered the lyrics out of her head, and like expected Homura's energetic and cheerful motions quickly captured the attention of the audience while Reikiko's voice filled them with a warmth and excitement which reflected her own, after all the girl had a certain skill for infusing her songs with the very emotions she felt. The first song was a splendid hit, a performance which made the audience cheer loudly and demanded an encore, and yet as she nodded to Homura and was on the brink of giving the crowd their desire, a loud explosion resounded from the back of the stadium. A bloody battle was unfolding in the audience, rioters attacking their fans and despite the security staff their best efforts it was pure chaos. Reikiko still remembered the tears that rolled down her cheeks as she shouted from the top of her lungs for everyone to call down, pleading for the violence to stop as Homura worriedly pulled her away from the stage toward their manager.
As the memory ended Reikiko rose from her seat, about to walk away when a hand suddenly reached for her head, a soft ringing making her almost lose her balance as she staggered lightly.
"What do you plan to do now?" A feminine voice called out to her, and Reikiko knew quite well to who the voice belonged to. "I... don't know..." the blond-haired girl whispered hesitatingly, yet that presence in her mind only grew closer, almost as if she felt its invisible arms coil around her in a loving embrace. "I know what you 'want' to do~ You want to go to her, to reassure her. Isn't that why you accepted this burden? Isn't that why you are willing to carry this darkness?"
Slowly she stepped toward their bedroom, a hand hesitatingly resting on the door handle. That's right. For Homura's sake she would do this, without Homura she was but a wallflower, and even if she didn't mind being one, the only reason she was willing to acknowledge this existence of hers was because Homura gave it meaning: Homura Fubuki wanted her. "That's right~ Without Homura we become a nobody, a meaningless existence. One who does not dream, does not hope... A heartless existence. And in order to escape from that darkness..."
She gently opened the door and stepped inside, whispering softly. "Homu? Are you awake?" Reikiko asked in a gentle tone, gazing into the room. She knew Homura was still recovering from her injuries from that little 'adventure' of hers. That's right: The Blazing Valkyrie had been responsible for ruining their concert, and as a result, Homura had snuffed out the life of their group. But Reikiko didn't care about that right now, she longed to return to that heart that gave her a meaning: Into Homura Fubuki's arms.
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Post by Homura Fubuki on Dec 26, 2018 18:50:01 GMT -4
i'll never ever
let you go... "BAHAHAHA! It's futile, little girl!"
A heavy and strong voice was heard. It was all black for a moment. But slowly, painfully slowly, light would come to be seen, approaching from the distance and steadily showing more and more of the scene. It was observed from a blurry point of view. A blonde sat on a chair ahead, taped across her lips, and multiple angry mumbles and grumbles, of both panic and anger, echoed across an unidentified room.
And then, point to head, the very tip of the gun the man carried poked down against one side of the head of the same girl sitting ahead. To whoever was having a look on this, that same girl was rather familiar. "So your name's Reikiko, huh? You have such a cute name too..." The man added as he stared down at the blonde. No expression could even be seen, almost. The only one entirely visible was that of Reikiko herself. Taped, covering part of her chin and her whole lips, yet there clear tears of sadness uncontrollably rolling down her cheeks.
"It will be a shame to have to put an end to such a cute girl like you... RIGHT?! BAHAHAHA! LOOK AT YOUR FACE TOO!"
That's when the man once more turned around towards the blurry observer, as they glanced down, grumbling in anger. They were also taped, and tied up. In the exact same state as the blonde. "But well... Eventually we'll have to do it, don't we, fellas?" He mumbles, clearly pretending to be regretful of what he was about to perform. "Any last word-- Oh, right, you can't talk! Bahaha!" Chkchk. There was the click of the handgun, now pressed even more strongly against the head of the poor blonde teenager. "Say goodbye." This time, the man's tone came out way more wickedly, and following even louder grumbles of rage and hatred, everyone knew there was no more time left.
Pow--...!
"Haa...!!"
Homura abruptly jumped up, as a loud breathy gasp escaped her widely parted lips, a widened gaze glued on the door whilst it slowly opened. "Who's there?!" She shouted out in panic, even if groggy and all, instantly sliding her way to the side of the bed and assuming a guard. But then, she noticed. Blonde hair, gentle azure eyes facing her way. "--...! Rei..." Steps brought her forward then, two or three tears swiftly running down her cheeks as her pace only increases. Until she suddenly lunges forth, arms spread open in a seemingly desperate attempt to pull her girlfriend straight into her arms and against her body. "You're okay...!" The purpette brushed her face into the nearest shoulder, tightening the hold of the embrace the longer it was kept on.
Yet...
"Ack!" Her arms would let loose, annoying and stinging pain jolting straight from her lower back, causing her to weaken the hold and find herself slowly dropping on her knees, huffing out. "Ughnn... It hurts..." She grumbled in complaint, hands pressing down against the ground to support herself from completely falling. The source of this excruciating feeling was clearly visible though. As Homura wore no shirt and only pajama pants, a sizeable wrap of bandages hid a nasty wound right underneath, crossing about her entire lower back. |
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Post by Reikiko Kimura on Dec 26, 2018 18:55:32 GMT -4
Dreams are the spice that makes life worth living, although it can just as easily be the stuff of nightmares which shackles you from finding true freedom. A wise man once said that a person who needs is destined to suffer, and yet those who only 'want' end up leading a Ceramic life. It was a difficult saying for her to grasp, and yet it somehow made a bit of sense to her after everything she had experienced so far. She had just opened the door around the same time a soft gasp came from the nearby bed, and worriedly her azure eyes gazed onto the figure who had been resting there. Of course Homura had jolted upright, even in her groggy state having a state of alertness as she called out, inquiring who this intruder upon their sanctuary was, yet a cursory glance in her direction was all Homura needed to be aware of who it had been that had entered. "Another nightmare?" Reikiko inquired gently, her expression showing hints of concern, it had started to become a recurring thing. Although she had yet to ask her lover the nature of those nightmares, what they were about, she still tried her utmost to comfort the poor girl.
She also knew when they exactly started: Likely sometime between the end of their debut concert and the events leading to the Blazing Valkyrie their disbandment. As a result, this information made it clear to her that those nightmares were likely associated to the events that had unfolded. Homura had rushed toward her, arms spread open as the purple-haired lass gently pulled her in and nuzzled her face into one of her shoulders. It was a curious feeling, to find how incredibly soothing Homura's presence could be. Gently she raised her right arm, fingers gently caressing through the long locks of the girl as she spoke in a gentle whisper. "Of course~ I'm not the one who got hurt, remember?" And it seemed Homura would get a physical reminder for sure, because shortly afterward she was beset by a pain which made her release her embrace and lose the strength in her legs, clearly suffering from 'that' again. "Homu!" Reikiko called out, although her voice was only just louder than a whisper, in the end, if she wasn't singing on stage or in 'that' state, she was a soft-spoken and rather quiet girl.
Carefully she helped her lover upright again, guiding her to the nearby bed while she told her in a gentle, albeit slightly scolding tone. "Mou~ The doctor told you to take it easy, didn't she?" Reikiko whispered softly as she placed Homura at the side and paced over toward a nearby cabinet. "I'll go and get you some new bandages and that cream the doctor prescribed." the blond-haired lass stated as she opened the cabinet and started to take out the supplies she needed. It was fortunate that the doctor had taught her how to apply the necessary treatment. If anything it was very elementary first-aid, and so Reikiko made her way back to her lover's side, but not before turning on the light.
As she approached the bed she thought for a bit on how to best approach this. Asking her to stand up might be a bad idea in case she had another attack, but perhaps instead... Pondering softly the girl decided to go with her initial plan. "Can you lay down on your stomach for a bit Homu?" Reikiko asked, waiting for her lover to do so as she started to slowly unroll the bandages. It didn't take long for the girl to see that which was inflicting such pain upon her lover to reveal itself.
Although it was in the process of healing, the signs of a scar were visible on her lover's lower-back, a consequence of her fight with that vile idol group. From what she saw it was the result of a bladed object being struck against her lover's back, but fortunately, the injury no longer bled. And those girls cried that Homura had punched in one of their group members her face? They were lucky... If she had been there she would have killed them for harming Homura... She quickly shook her head, trying to dispel the grim thoughts as she started to gently spread some of the cream onto her hands. It was fortunate her unusual body-heat made it difficult for her skin to carry bacteria, and as such she could rely on applying the cream directly rather than using a disinfecting gauze. She also knew Homura would like this way more. Fingers gently started to trail along the edge of the wound, carefully applying the cream which served both as a disinfectant and a painkiller. Slowly but surely she provided the needed treatment, almost akin to a clumsy massage as she finally reached the area the scar was on, and very carefully trailed a single finger over it, making sure to apply as minimal as a pressure she could, just enough to apply the cream.
"Hurts doesn't it? Even if she is the one bearing the scar, your heart aches at seeing her suffer." That same voice intruded upon her thoughts again, and yet Reikiko knew it was being truthful: Seeing Homura suffer like this really made her feel horrible. Quietly she rolled the bandages around the girl's stomach and lower-back, slowly rolling and rolling as she went higher, all the way till Homura's torso was entirely wrapped in bandages.
With the treatment to her body given, Reikiko decided to act: The moment Homura would try to face her again, she would be met with a tender embrace, a gentle nuzzling against her cheek while Reikiko whispered in her typical soft tone. "Don't worry Homu... we'll get through this together. Next time you won't get hurt... Even if I have to rely on my quirk, I won't let anyone hurt you again." a soft voice had spoken with such a strong resolve, determined to protect her beloved Homura.
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Post by Homura Fubuki on Dec 26, 2018 18:57:19 GMT -4
i'll never ever
let you go... Of course, it wasn't a surprise that eventually her girlfriend would demonstrate her concern for the kind of state Homura had gotten herself into. Reckless and vindictive as she was, there was just no way the purpette was going to stay still and let the others have the last laugh after threatening the life of her partner, and ruining their spotlight. And for her, it still wasn't over. There were many others to visit.
"Mn..." The young Fubuki struggled to stand even with the blonde's aid, coming to her feet, those same wobbly for a second or two before she's finally able to step forwards alongside her girlfriend, ultimately lowering back down to the bed and sitting carefully. "... I'm sorry..." She replied apologetically, looking down at the ground almost like a child being scolded for doing something wrong. It was true though, she did do something wrong. Even whilst knowing that she could open her wound at any moment through the minimal of efforts, Homura can't still prove to be careful about such. But you can't blame her really, can you?
Those nightmares... 'They just don't go away...'
With a nod, and the return of a faint smile upon realizing and acknowledging her partner's sweetness, she calmly lowers down just as requested, pressing the front of her torso down against the bed, hands only gently grasping at the covers since she knew pain was to come. "Hsss..." Just as the bandages would be unraveled, a hissing noise escaped her lips, the teal-eyed girl hissing in light pain whilst tightening the hold her fingers kept down against the bed. A vicious, rough scar indeed, crossing her entire lower back, clearly caused by quite the elongated slash of a bladed weapon. Whoever she faced knew how to use the sharpness of a weapon to inflict something of that level. It couldn't be any of the two idols, could it? To this day, Homura hasn't yet shared such information to anyone, not even to Reikiko.
When her lover's fingers began to caress along her scar, the treatment didn't feel as painful anymore. It was actually soothing, relaxing, and that brought a glitter to her eyes. To her, it was a blessing that she was with the blonde. She truly wouldn't pick anyone else, and never will. "You're so good at this, you know that, Rei? I don't think I ever told you. Then again, it is your first time changing my bandages~..." The purpette genuinely praised, giggling a few times shortly afterwards. Grateful and happy in general that she had the honor of having her very own girlfriend taking care of her in such a manner. Like her own personal nurse.
In the end, only the natural bites on her lower lip, and a bit more of teeth gritting, Homura didn't produce any more noises, carefully rolling about to face the blonde; a bright smile stretched across her features. Of course, she didn't even need to ask, an embrace coming her way almost instantly the moment she turned around. Her arms move up to gently wrap around Reikiko's shoulders, pulling her in and pressing her cheek against the nuzzling act. She tilted her head to the side after the latter spoke, closing her eyes for that brief moment as she leaned in to plant a light smooch against the other's nearest cheek. Then, those same lips are led to her ear, a soothing whisper eventually returned.
"I know you won't... I know you won't, cupcake... This is why I love you so much..." Following that, more lighter pecks would be pressed against the same cheek, tightening her grip and attempting to turn her girlfriend around on the bed, so that she could now be sitting atop her. Staring down, piercing her azure gaze with glittery passion. Her hands trail over to each side of the blonde's face, thumb gliding up and down, caressing her cheeks. "Next time, I promise to bring you with me. Pinky, pinky promise, got it~?" She teased, sticking a playful tongue out in-between her teeth before lowering back down to land a deeper smooch on her partner's lips, at least staying there for ten seconds max.
Then, she rose her head back up, crawling to the side and allowing Reikiko to sit up if she so desired. Homura's own legs would cross, festive sock-clothed feet peeking out as she sat atop the bed, right in front one of the pillows. A now much more lively widened gaze is glued into her girlfriend's own, before she spoke once more.
"Got any plans for today? Today will be just us, all alone. No drama, no trouble, just a happy moment together. After all, it's Christmas Eve~!" |
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Post by Reikiko Kimura on Dec 26, 2018 19:57:59 GMT -4
 It was understandable that Reikiko was worried, troubled even about the state her lover was in. Although the doctor had reassured her that no vital areas were hit and that the only thing Homura needed was rest to ensure the stitches would allow the injury to heal properly, there was an equal amount of concern as there was self-loathing found within Reikiko's heart. Somewhere within the deepest reaches of her heart Reikiko blamed herself for the injury Homura had suffered. If she had not shown how much pain the ruined debut concert had inflicted upon her, then perhaps she could have prevented the purpette from traversing this path. However, in the end, it was too late for regrets. Homura had taken the step forward into the darkness, and all the blond-haired woman could do was chase after her, to ensure the darkness wouldn't swallow her whole.
Helping the young Fubuki back onto her feet, she could clearly feel the lack of strength in the body of her partner, even with her aid it was clear just how wobbly Homura's body was, taking a few seconds before they could approach the bed once more. This was once more a testimony to the consequences of that night. The Blazing Valkyrie had been responsible for inflicting that injury upon Homura, sapping away her strength, it was because of them that she had suffered, and yet there was that gloomy thought dwelling within her heart that it could had been prevented, if only she had recognized the signs faster, if she had intervened or helped Homura, then perhaps this could have been prevented altogether!
Carefully lowering the Fubuki on the edge of the bed, the lass her apology made Reikiko gently raise a hand, her fingers brushing along Homura's long hair while she whispered tenderly. "It's alright, just relax and take it easy for a bit. I'll go and get your medicine."
Reikiko answered her as she approached the cabinet that contained the replacement rolsl of bandages and the cream she was taught to apply. While Reikiko returned and started to lightly apply the cream, the soft hissing sound made the blond-haired lass giggle sheepishly. "You sound like that stray cat we used to feed as children. Hssss~" Reikiko mimicked the sound with a sheepish giggle as she started to provide the caressing treatment.
The cream was carefully being applied, and yet as she looked over at the scar Reikiko couldn't help but muse softly. "Still, that scar is quite deep, I don't see any of the Blazing Valkyrie being a martial artist, was there a security guard with them?" Reikiko asked worriedly, yet that deduction didn't make much sense either. A security guard attacking with a bladed weapon like that? It was illegal to say the least, after all the Japanese law forbid weapons like swords and knifes to be carried on a person, so she genuinely doubted it had been a regular security guard, but then who... who could have inflicted that injury?
She paused for a moment, just in time to hear Homura calling out to her, the words spoken by her lover making her giggle softly in return. "Hehe~ Is that so? If I had known perhaps I should had become a masseuse someday~" The blond-haired lass answered with a smile, clearly amused at their little conversation. Although she said those words: Reikiko was a girl without dreams, without ambitions and as a result she actually held little interest or desire to invest into learning to become a masseuse. If anything, the only thing she ever truly invested into was her idol career, because it was something Homura wanted, and perhaps it would be more accurate to say that the girl invested most, if not all of her time and effort into her relationship with the girl.
It didn't take long for the treatment to finally finish, and as Homura turned around she gently embraced her, the tender kiss on her cheek as she nuzzled against her lover, whispers following when Homura spoke in return. Her words, so sweet yet addicting as she told her just how much she loved her, the gentle pecks against her cheek, and the slight tightening of her grip making Reikiko become pulled onto her back.
Before she could even say anything she felt Homura's hands trail over each side of her face, the thumbs gliding up and down her cheeks as she continued. "Mhmm~ promise~" Reikiko whispered softly, yet before she could continue she would find her lips claimed by a more deeper and passionate kiss by Homura's own, a happy sigh escaping her lips as she hummed softly. "What did I say about taking it easy~"
However, at the inquiry about what to do for the day Reikiko raised a hand to her cheek, clearly pondering for a bit. "Well~ You're clearly still resting and recovering, so we should take it a bit easy I think~" the young woman mused as she continued. "Claire-san" the woman who had been their manager and one of the few individuals in the idol industry that Reikiko currently still looked favorable upon. "Has prepare a trateur for us, so we can order any time we're hungry~ She said it's on her costs, but I think she forgot what a big eater you are~" Reikiko answered with a playful smirk as she raised a finger to Homura's cheek and poked it gently.
"But aside from spending the day with you, I got nothing else on the agenda~ it's fully booked for you." Indeed, this was the way she wanted to spend Christmas Eve after all! Just her and Homura, enjoying the holiday together without needing to worry about all the hardships they had been experiencing lately. Today would hopefully be a day of peace and love, although knowing Homura it would be quite an exciting day at that also~ Not that she minded, Homura did have a way to make their everyday life so much more entertaining! And knowing her, it would be quite an eventful Christmas eve~ Template by Kuroya of THQ & GS. |
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Post by Homura Fubuki on Dec 30, 2018 18:19:24 GMT -4
i'll never ever
let you go... "Mmm~..."
It did feel so good, her girlfriend's hands gently caressing across her wound, those same soft limbs almost like healing hands, carefully taking care of the nasty wound which viciously crossed her entire lower back. Homura used that time to relax, close her eyes, think about everything that happened until that very moment. The days of preparation leading to their concert, the concert itself, and then the horrible aftermath.
There was a brief visible frown plastered across her features as the young girl thought about such. Reikiko's tears, the lack of happiness, and just sadness overall. Homura promised herself that she would bring it all back. Technically she already did, being always in the blonde's presence, which in turn made the latter happy. Yet, their idol career was ruined. Their debut shattered. That was one thing they hadn't accomplished, and before they could do so, all of those willing to stop such from happening had to perish. They had to disappear.
That is Homura's ultimate goal.
A faint smile eventually returned, with her partner making her little jokes and all. It brought a brief amusement about, which allowed the purple-haired teen to distract herself from negative thoughts. Though, of course, what Reikiko asked next was indeed an imminent question to be made. "Yeah, I never did tell you about it, did I..." She mumbled, closing her eyes once more, having flashbacks of such a moment.
She sighs. "... I honestly can't even tell for sure. I felt it, it was painful, but at that point, I just thought about running. I didn't look back. They probably caught me just as I was making my exit." Homura paused, pondering, before adding. "Maybe one of their security guards..." It was just a theory she had, just like Reikiko had her own. "Still, I wish I could have found both of them together. Hurting one probably won't do much to ruin them, don't you think?" Homura commented. Of course, considering she had been sleeping, she never got to hear if the Blazing Valkyrie had indeed ended due to the damage she caused.
Eventually she decided that perhaps the time wasn't the best to discuss subjects like those though. She has the chance to relax now, and so does her girlfriend, in this Christmas Eve.
The teen smirks as Reikiko mentions the recently prepared 'traiteur'. Food, food! It could even be an understatement to say that Homura was a big eater. She doesn't only eat big. She literally devours any fat placed right in front of her. And of course, such a thought excited her, the thought that they could order anything they desired.
"Oooh~ Claire-san just never fails to impress, does she?" She comments enthusiastically, lightly bouncing on the bed a few times, still in the same leg-crossed seated stance. The girl swiftly leans in, wrapping her arms around her girlfriend faster than the latter could react before pulling her in with her, hands slittering up to the back of the blonde's head and ultimately pushing her down against her chest. "We'll spend some time cuddling and feasting together, then we can go do something outside~ What do you say?" Homura excitedly suggested, lowering her head down to now plant a smooch atop her head. |
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Post by Reikiko Kimura on Dec 31, 2018 15:40:37 GMT -4
She was glad to see Homura relax, the comfort and relief being quite clear for the blond-haired lass who took her utmost to carefully tend to her lover's injury. It was a simple but effective distraction from the hardships of the reality they had been forced to endure. To her Homura Fubuki was the reason this unreasonable world was worth existing... because it was the world she lived in. Even now she didn't know for sure what she planned to do outside of 'keeping Homura safe', she truly had not thought much beyond that resolution. However, it was clear that in order to accomplish that desire of her, that she needed to learn to wield her Quirk, draw forth more of its power... Which meant she had to release those wicked emotions burried deep within her, to become Astaroth.
But to Reikiko, that sounded more than worth it. If she was able to keep Homura safe, if she could prevent others from harming her beloved one, and if that power could help them turn the idol world into a realm of purity and beauty, then perhaps it would all be worth it. However, it appeared her question had stirred a realization in Homura, who decided to finally tell her about the event. She could imagine it already, Homura lashing out physically at one of the Blazing Valkyrie idols, using her quirk to make the impact of her punch all the more painful and effective, and yet as Homura made her exit 'someone' struck her in the back. It filled her with a deep and dark sensation, rage and hatred almost even if her expression only showed concern and sympathy.
When the young lady smirked at the revelation of the traiteur, the promise of a lot of delicious food being prepared was enough to bring a gleeful smile upon her lover's lips. She knew all too well that Homura loved eating food, in the end it was an essential part of her quirk, and from what she understood the girl also enjoyed the various flavors, seemingly perhaps the response of a more sensitive tastebuds? Perhaps that could explain why Homura liked kissing her so much, although she quickly vanquished the slightly perverted thought into the back of her mind as she nodded in agreement to Homura's enthusiasm. "Seems she went all out on this~ I left the menu on the kitchen table~" Reikiko commented with a smile, yet at Homura's final bounce, Reikiko swiftly found herself pulled with her head down into Homura's bust, praise be to her lover's pillow fortress for having been given the best parts of Homura's quirk redirecting! However, it did cause a minor problem for the lass whose face turned scarlet at having been unprepared for such a sudden greeting with Homura's pillows!
"I-I..." Swiftly shaking her head against Homura's bust to try to clear her thoughts Reikiko was quick to lift her gaze upwards after feeling the gentle smooch atop of her head, leading the young idol to reply with a sheepish grin. "Alright~ We'll cuddle and feast, but when we go out together, no overexerting yourself~ Okay?" Although she had to admit that seeing some of the various Christmas sights and shows that were going on in Tokyo would certainly be a wonderful way to pass the time till later in the evening.
Playfully trying to push her hands onto Homura's shoulders she tried to push the girl onto her back, her hands briefly trailing along the girl's bust to give it a teasing squeeze before withdrawing and snickering in amusement. "So~ What did you have in mind for the cuddling? I'd imagine most would want to cuddle under a blanket while watching a movie together, but since you are not 'most' people, I imagine I should get ready to snuggle right here, right now~ Although, it might be less fun for you, since unlike you I'm more properly dressed." Reikiko chimed with a soft chuckle, clearly amused at the state of dressing her lover found herself in.
Indeed, spending Christmas eve like this was fine, away from the corruption of the idol industry, without anyone trying to hurt her beloved Homura. They might have ruined their debut, but she wouldn't allow anyone to ruin Homura! Still, within the back of her mind Reikiko couldn't help but find herself unable to shake off that dread, the thought that to protect her beloved Homura, she would need to master her quirk's power. To be honest, she disliked using her Quirk... to her the Quirk she possessed was the embodiment of all the things she tried to hide and suppress, almost like a monster that lurked within her, perhaps it was for that reason that the transformation was so suitable... disturbing in the eyes of Reikiko.
Still, as if to try to distract her she playfully straddled her lover, fingers ticklishly trailing along her lover's waist. "I heard they are putting some sort of animal show in the nearby zoo~ Might be a cute thing to watch, especially since the place is decorated for Christmas, and the large area might even make it easier to see the fireworks once they go off~" Normally she would have suggested to go watch some show or performance, but right now Reikiko truly didn't feel like watching someone perform in a show, the memories of that night still lingering fresh on her mind.
No, in the end the choice would be given to Homura to make, considering the girl's aptitude for making things fun and exciting, she had no doubt her lover already had some ideas on how to make this Christmas Eve an unforgettable night. Although, for Reikiko just spending it at Homura's side was more than enough to turn it into a unforgettable experience. So strong was her adoration of her partner, to the point that even with all the gloom and doom of the recent events they had endured, Homura could still inspire such hope and happiness within Reikiko's heart. Template by Kuroya of THQ & GS. |
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Post by Homura Fubuki on Jan 5, 2019 17:35:03 GMT -4
i'll never ever
let you go... It was great to spend time with her girlfriend like this. It truly was, and Homura wouldn't ever dare to ask for more. This was already enough. Both of them, lying together in their bed, cuddling and with the potential of eating together while watching a movie or something similar; just the thought made her the more excited about the following hours.
Plus, with all the teasing she received from the normally quieter blonde, things certainly have gotten quite amusing.
"I promise, I won't overexert myself. If someone shows up to try and get in our nerves, we'll just walk away. Is that okay~?" The purpette questioned with the same gentle and happy smile, at this point just caring about being with her lover, and shoving aside any other negative thoughts regarding what happened in their lives the past few weeks.
Though, just after she had delivered her own response, she'd be caught off guard for a moment, blinking as she was abruptly pinned on her back, with her girlfriend's soft hands pressing her shoulders down. "O-Oh~..." was her initial reaction towards the sneaky squeeze, that amused grin of hers only widening as Homura continued to look up at Reikiko. "How does that make it less fun for me? Heh~... What I care the most about is if you're having fun, and not me." She genuinely replies, keeping her arms and hands by her sides now, almost as if fully offering herself to her girlfriend; a thought which actually aroused her.
"And if you're having fun, then so am I~...!"
The young Kimura wasn't good at disguising her feelings though. She could see it clear in her expression, that she was having some troubling thoughts. Homura wouldn't mention or comment on it. She didn't want the theme of their conversation to be about whatever bad things Reikiko might be pondering on. She wanted today to be a happy occasion, more so when considering the time of the year they're living.
"Heehee~..." A giggle escaped her lips funnily, as moments afterwards she'd find the light weight of her girlfriend pressing down on her, glancing up and down to notice and feel the blonde playfully straddling her. Her own arms are brought back, resting against the nearest pillow as the back of her head is ultimately placed down onto them. The Idol Huntress gazed up in those shiny blue eyes of her lover, continuing to smile kindly. "Fireworks? It's not New Year's Eve yet, silly. Or do they do that on Christmas Eve too?" She had no idea, really. At least Homura never remembered fireworks being shot off at the midnight of the twenty-fifth of December. "Zoo sounds fun though~!" She happily affirms. |
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Post by Reikiko Kimura on Jan 18, 2019 10:33:29 GMT -4
There was something about spending time together with Homura like this that felt cleansing, purifying and soothing. Her mere presence was enough for Reikiko to feel the gloomy thoughts fading from her mind. Of course, it was to be expected that the blond-haired lass would do her utmost to please her girlfriend, even being more vocal than usual, in the end it was only Homura who tended to receive such treatment. This side of the young woman known as Reikiko Kimura was reserved entirely for her, and her only.
"Good~ Then we can go outside later in the evening~" Reikiko answered in agreement once Homura reassured her that the two of them would avoid any form of conflict or overexertion, she had decided to instead focus on the more pleasant things, like the girl in front of her. The surprised reaction of her lover made Reikiko grin sheepishly, a grin that turned wider as she heard Homura's response to her teasing remark. "Well~ I'm always having fun with you around, although 'this' is especially fun." Reikiko commented with a soft snickering as she leaned down to nuzzle lightly against her lover, enjoying how the lack of proper clothing made it all the more easy for her to enjoy the soft smoothness of Homura's skin, not to mention the feeling of nuzzling against her pillows truly was divine!
And yet, the haunted thoughts refused to disappear entirely, a looming specter that lingered in the back of her mind. Although, Homura's attempt to not mention or comment about it did wonders for Reikiko to be able to return her focus onto something more pleasant and entertaining.
The little giggle made her smile tenderly as she still straddled her lover, hands gently trailing along Homura's sides as Reikiko's cheeks flushed up lightly at Homura remarked how there normally weren't any fireworks during Christmas! "Hehe~ I guess it's because you are at my side that I find fireworks everywhere~ bright and sparkling fireworks that make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside!"
After enjoying their moment for a bit longer the blond-haired lass rose from the bed and hummed with a smile. "So~ let's get you dressed, shall we? I don't think I'll be able to focus on the movie if you sit next to me wearing almost nothing~" Reikiko commented with a teasing poke of her tongue, clearly back in a good and cheerful mood at long last!
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Post by Homura Fubuki on Feb 26, 2019 13:24:53 GMT -4
i'll never ever
let you go... Normally, Homura would feel some sort of pain on her back as she was straddled in such a way. Though, fortunately, at the current moment, with her girlfriend offering her all sorts of affection; nuzzling against her, caressing her sides, it was almost like any kind of disturbing feelings derived from her still recovering wound had entirely dissipated. Considering only her lower back would have been wrapped in bandages, the rest of her torso and back was left exposed.
All for Reikiko to enjoy. That indeed smooth and fluffy body of hers. All thanks to the nature of her quirk, as well as the fact she loves eating.
"Heehee~... You know very well you'd prefer if I wasn't wearing anything at all, now, don't you~?" The smiling purpette teases back, allowing her own hands to cross her own sides in order to meet with the blonde's own, where she'd place her palms atop the back of her partner's hands, and simply follow the motions created by them whilst she was caressed. "Just messing around with you." She whispered, before attempting to sit up so that she could be facing her girlfriend directly, even whilst she was still seated atop her lap. Her arms run around the other's shoulders before her face leans in, their noses just an inch from poking each other. "I'll never get tired of saying it, Rei..." The young adult speaks in an even lower tone this time, even barely audible to the blonde herself.
Still in that kind of position, she finally allows her lips to meet her lover's, a deep and lasting smooch planted against them, ongoing for at least a good few seconds, before she gently breaks away. Homura gazes deep in the bright and glimmering blue eyes of the Kimura, as a sweet and soothing smile creeps up across her features following her passionate action. "... I love you." Those two very familiar words. Ones that both of them know very well. Ever since they have been together, they probably have at least said it over a thousand times. It was only natural.
"Anyway...!" Afterwards, she pulls her arms away from around the blonde's shoulders, observing as the latter herself stood from the bed. "I really only just need a pajama shirt. Why don't you go fetch one for me, hm? I'll be here, waiting for you~." Homura threw a little tease at the end, sticking the tip of her tongue out in playful fashion. |
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Post by Reikiko Kimura on Apr 4, 2019 6:27:32 GMT -4
There was something soothing about being able to forget all the troubles that plagued the two of them, a moment of peace and joy that the two of them could only find in each other's presence. Indeed, even if her lover was still recovering from the injury that was inflicted upon her that night, Reikiko still desired to express her affection for Homura, those feelings that the blond-haired lass felt were one of the few things that gave her the strength to endure, the stability she needed in her life and the one who could help her keep sane. However, such thoughts briefly were distracted when Homura made a teasing remark, causing Reikiko's cheeks to flush up lightly, a signal of embarrassment while she raised a hand to her cheek, scratching it bashfully. "Well~ You aren't exactly wrong with that statement." The lass mused softly while Homura voiced the fact she had just been teasing her.
Still, having Homura seated on her lap, leaning in closer inch by inch left a smile on the young lady's lips, waiting with what seemed to be bated breath for Homura to finish her sentence. While a part of her already knew what was about to be said, she truly never ended up getting tired of hearing those words, those words that were reserved just for her. Suddenly feeling her lips claimed by a tender kiss, the lass could feel even Astaroth's haunting presence briefly fade from her thoughts, a moment of pure bliss and joy overwhelming her as she returned the kiss in return, and the words that followed made her smile tenderly at her lover. "hehe~ and I love you just as much~"
And then Homura decided a change of subject, suggesting she only needed a pajama shirt for the time being, and being requested to fetch one for her Reikiko couldn't help but chuckle softly. "Of course~ I'll get you the most adorable pajama ever~" And with those words she climbed out of the bed and approached the nearby closet, seemingly searching for a particular pajama, and then soon returned with a bright smile on her lips, because it seemed she had chosen to answer Homura's teasing earlier with some of her own, namely by selecting an adorable feline-themed pajama which came with a hoodie that had two cat ears on it!
"Now I'll just need to start making you purr~" Teasingly poking out her tongue Reikiko soon followed up on her teasing remark. "Do you need any help getting dressed?"
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Post by Homura Fubuki on Apr 9, 2019 18:04:49 GMT -4
i'll never ever
let you go... "MmmMMm~..."
Homura hummed a melodic tone of sorts as she patiently waited for her girlfriend to bring the desired pajama shirt over to the bed. The young adult didn't need to spend her time doing whatever else, like perhaps moving to prepare setting up the movie they were meant to watch for the time they were going to spend cuddling up against one another.
Eventually, the blonde did come back.
"Hah." The purpette couldn't help but allow a little soft laugh to escape her lips upon witnessing what Reikiko had brought back from the closet. She truly did know how to tease her well. They knew how to tease each other well, matter of fact, another trait that they share in common and why it makes them be so compatible with one another. "I should have expected you to pick something like that~." Homura amusingly announced, before switching stances and crawling over to the feline-themed pajama hoodie, carefully holding it with both hands.
"No, don't worry about it, Rei." She gently states, spreading the bottom of the hoodie and slowly slipping herself into it. Arms into the sleeves, before her head funnily pops out from the top, with the hood automatically placed up on her head, covering it. "See?" The girl smirks for that moment, looking back towards her partner upon successfully getting dressed all by herself. "No problem~!"
Homura couldn't miss the opportunity to return another tease at her girlfriend though. Her head is lowered down for a few seconds, before she raises it up, along with her hands, as her fingers close into her palms and she assumes a feline stance of sorts. With her tongue placed in-between her teeth, she produces the aforementioned purr.
"Prrrrrrr~." She narrowed her gaze as well, making it look a little sharper, but cute at the same time. All to draw a funny reaction out of the blonde. |
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Post by Reikiko Kimura on Apr 12, 2019 5:27:36 GMT -4
Seeing Homura's reaction was enough to brighten the smile on her lips, a mischievous glint in the blond-haired lass her eyes as she hummed softly. "Of course~ Only the most adorable of pajamas suits the most adorable girlfriend who is otherwise known as Fubuki Homura, aka Homu-chan~" Giggling softly the sight of Homura putting on the feline-themed pajama hoodie was enough to fill Reikiko with a sense of excitement, some sort of childish joy at seeing her lover wearing that pajama that inevitably made her want to squeeze her into a tight hug. Nonetheless, she had enough self-control to refrain from doing so, and with Homura reassuring her that she was going to be alright getting dressed by herself, the slight change in the mannerisms of her lover made Reikiko blink in confusion.
The way she lowered her head lightly, the shift in the way she held her fingers, it all started to resemble the mannerisms of an adorable little feline, no doubt a cat, and being someone who loved cats Reikiko soon laughed heartily, her cheeks flushing up lightly in a mixture of amusement and embarrassment at how adorable she found the sight, and raising a hand she tried to gently ruffle her lover's hair underneath the hoodie. "That's my Homunya~ what a good girl~"
Giggling softly Reikiko tenderly shifted an arm around her lover's own and tried to guide her further into the apartment. "Hehe, you already look adorable on your own, with this hoodie you look so adorable I'm going to have to hold back my urges to pounce you~"
Chuckling softly the girl briefly looked around the room and soon hummed happily. "Heh~ and our neighbors are out on vacation, so we wouldn't have to worry about being too loud~" Yet a momentary pause happened as the TV inside the room was still on, there seemed to be a news reportage going on, something about a group of masked villains attacking a news anchor. The sight of it was enough for Reikiko to frown noticeably, muttering in annoyance.
"It's still going on?" Approaching the sofa she swept the remote up in her hand and changed the channel. "Those people call themselves liberators of the oppressed, trying to urge Quirkers to rise up against society. Bunch of ridiculous nonsense if you ask me. They aren't liberators, not even villains, just ordinary street thugs."
A deep breath followed as Reikiko lowered a hand to her side, and no doubt Homura would be able to notice the gathering of the white grains that were slowly forming into a mask, a hint of sorts.
"They lack a greater goal, a motivation which justifies their actions. They aren't real saviors, they aren't the ones society needs." She turned back toward her lover, asking her with a clear sense of resolve in her eyes. "'We' are the ones this society needs, the ones who will cleanse the corruption, the evil that crept into our world. They aren't anything like us, right Homu-chan?"
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Post by Homura Fubuki on Apr 16, 2019 14:23:17 GMT -4
i'll never ever
let you go... The purpette would certainly purr a couple more times for her girlfriend, wanting to put on a show, a show that would have the blonde melt from witnessing too much cuteness. Though, she didn't go for too long, keeping it brief, especially following both those jokes, about 'pouncing' and 'noise'. "Heehee~!" An amused giggle escaped her lips at that, a wide smile spread out across her features.
Once she feels and observes Reikiko's arm shift around her own, she used the opposite free one to wrap it around her partner's waist, pulling her even closer so they could probably snuggle together. Just as her lover turned to the TV, Homura did the same, curiously studying what was being broadcasted. More villains, and the sight and hearing of such clearly didn't appear to make the blonde feel any better. Noticing that, she brought a hand up to caress the back of her girlfriend's head, gently trailing her fingers across those smooth locks of hair.
"Of course not, Rei. We are unique. They are just the typical kind of villain. That's not who and what we are." She reaffirms with a confident smile, bringing her lover's face closer and then proceeding to gently plant a brief kiss on those soft lips of the fellow young adult.
No more words needed to be said after that, as she scooted closer and once more brought herself, or at least tried to, atop her girlfriend, carefully pushing her back against the bed and leaning down to plant a much more lasting smooch this time. Each of her hands on each side of the blonde's face, whilst passionately straddling her. |
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Post by Reikiko Kimura on Apr 19, 2019 14:27:15 GMT -4
Reikiko couldn't help but find herself freezing in the grasp of Homura's gentle touch. It was not out of fright, no it was rather that Homura's gentle touch and the reassuring whisper was enough to banish the thoughts from her mind. The mask slowly dissolved and with it the haunting thoughts of Astaroth that plagued the girl's mind. Her insecurities melted, pushed into the farthest reaches of her mind as her lover reassured her that those people were the typical kind of villain, the hoodlum without a greater goal, the bandit without a greater purpose. Their end didn't justify their actions. Homura agreed with her, explaining that it was neither who or what they were.
Indeed, they were not villains, they were saviors, hunters of the wicked and corrupt. What happened afterward wasn't something Reikiko recalled entirely. It had happened, that much was clear but in a way it felt disconnected from her memories, a gentle blur similar to having fallen asleep, but she recalled the pleasant flavor of her lover's lips and warmth that comforted her so immensely.
By the time she had regained her focus entirely she found herself back in the couch next to Homura, although her clothes seemed a bit more disheveled than before. Her hand gently trailed along the surface of the couch, feeling the odd sensation of the carapace-like mask resting beside her, the sight of it making the girl piece things together. She must have subconsciously used her quirk again, well that could explain the state of her clothes and the reason Homura seemed even more cheerful than before. A brief chuckle escaped her lips at this realization as she scooped up the mask, allowing it to rest on her forehead and as she felt the mask gently cover her face, almost as if it was becoming a part of her being Reikiko couldn't help but feel oddly at ease, comfortable even in a way that was difficult to describe. A sense of confidence overcame her that seemed foreign otherwise for the meek girl.
"Ho~Mu~Ra~" Reikiko began as she turned around and eyed her lover, the mischievous glint in her eyes evident that she was planning something. Yet it seemed that in her moment of absent-mindedness, it could be quite possible that Reikiko had forgotten that they were busy watching a show while enjoying dinner. This obviously meant something very, very entertaining if one knew the finer details of her lover's quirk.
"Ara... Ara... I guess I'm not the only 'delivery' you received today~" Reikiko chimed in amusement as she looked at the various emptied pizza boxes and other food supplies that were scattered around the couch. The sheer sight of it earned a hearty laugh from Reikiko who would soon attempt to take a bite from whatever Homura might had been trying to eat.
"Sharing is caring~"
The girl exclaimed with a mischievous snicker, indeed it were at times like this that Reikiko was reminded that her heart said: I'll never ever let you go~
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