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Abstinence Education
By : MadameManga
Category: +. to F > Blade of the Immortal
Views: 11959 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: I do not own Blade of the Immortal, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. -
Chapter List
- 1-Part One
- 2-Part Two
- 3-Part Three
- 4-Part Four
- 5-Part Five
- 6-Part Six
- 7-Part Seven
- 8-Part Eight
- 9-Part Nine
- 10-Part Ten
- 11-Part Eleven
- 12-Part Twelve
- 13-Part Thirteen
- 14-Part Fourteen
- 15-Part Fifteen
- 16-Part Sixteen
- 17-Part Seventeen
- 18-Part Eighteen
- 19-Part Nineteen
- 20-Part Twenty
- 21-Part Twenty-One
- 22-Part Twenty-Two
- 23-Part Twenty-Three
- 24-Part Twenty-Four
- 25-Part Twenty-Five
- 26-Part Twenty-Six
- 27-Part Twenty-Seven
- 28-Part Twenty-Eight
- 29-Part Twenty-Nine
- 30-Part Thirty
- 31-Part Thirty-One
- 32-Part Thirty-Two
- 33-Part Thirty-Three
- 34-Part Thirty-Four
- 35-Part Thirty-Five
- 36-Part Thirty-Six
- 37-Part Thirty-Seven
- 38-Part Thirty-Eight
- 39-Part Thirty-Nine
- 40-Part Forty (1 of 2)
- 41-Part Forty (2 of 2)
- 42-Part Forty-One (1 of 2)
- 43-Part Forty-One (2 of 2)
- 44-Part Forty-Two
- 45-Part Forty-Three
- 46-Part Forty-Four [1/2]
- 47-Part Forty-Four [2/2]
- 48-Part Forty-Five [1/3]
- 49-Part Forty-Five [2/3]
- 50-Part Forty-Five [3/3]
- 51-Part Forty-Six
The characters and universe of Blade of the Immortal/Mugen no Junin are copyrighted by Hiroaki Samura and do not belong to me. Not one sen will come into my hands in consequence of this story.
I adore feedback. All kinds! Please consider posting a review, or email me at MmeManga@aol.com. My Livejournal is the site where all my stories are posted first; there you can read many comments about this and other stories and add your own.
I pay close and grateful attention to comments and crit; IMO, that’s the only way to improve as a writer.Squick warnings: Sex in various forms, including quasi-incestuous themes and a 16-year-old female paired with an adult male. Violence will eventually rear its head as well; hey, you have to separate at least one body part from its owner in any BotI story.
Abstinence Education
by Madame MangaPart Eleven
Rin woke when Manji yanked his arm from under her shoulders and sat up. It was fully morning; judging from the light, the hour was much later than they usually rose. The expression on Manji’s face was clear when he looked down at her. He stared at her in consternation, then sniffed the air. For what? Their sweaty bodies had their own odor, but the odd sharp scent of Manji’s spilled seed remained strong.“Oh…shit.” She saw his lips form the words rather than heard him speak. Suddenly he seemed to register that neither of them wore any clothes at all, and grabbed for his kosode, which lay in a crumpled heap beside the bed.
“Manji?” Rin rolled over. “Is there something wrong?”
He darted a glare at her with a bloodshot eye. “Come on, girl! What the hell could be wrong?” He lunged to his feet and hastily dressed. Rin gaped at him, still a little fuzzy from sleep. Manji snarled at the saké pitcher and gave it a kick, spinning it across the room. “How damn drunk did I get last night?”
“Uh…pretty drunk.”
“And I—oh frigging hell—” He tied his obi, leaned against the wall and wiped his hands over his face. “What can I say? It’s done.”
Rin sighed; she realized she should have expected a bad reaction in the morning. “It’s all right, Manji. I said yes.”
Manji’s face contorted. “What the hell does that have to do with it? I wasn’t gonna touch you again—I made a hard-and-fast decision—and then I wake up in my worst nightmare.” He rammed a fist backwards against the wall, making the whole hut shake. “Fuck! Why didn’t you give me a swift kick in the balls?”
She jumped in startlement. “I was supposed to tell you no? You’re the one who seduced me!”
“Rin—” His voice cracked. “Little sister, I promised to protect you. I promised not to hurt you. And now look at what I’ve done! What you LET me do—all freakin’ night long!”
“You JERK!” Rin slammed a hand to the floor. “This is all about you? What YOU think you should have done? What about MY feelings?”
He stared at her.
“I didn’t want to sleep by myself, Manji.” She raised her head and looked straight at him. “I only wanted to be with you. I told you that.”
Manji didn’t reply; Rin went on. “It’s impossible for me to know what to do about this, because it’s obvious you don’t know what to do either! If you’re not angry and pretending I don’t exist, you grab me without any warning and scare me to death. So when you comforted me…and asked me nicely…and kissed me…” Her lips trembled.
Manji made a pained grimace. “Because I was drunk out of my skull, that’s why!”
“I know! It took pitchers of saké for you to even want to talk to me!” Tears ran down her face. “I’m nothing but a…a torment to you. That’s why I wanted to leave in the first place.” Rin sat up with the quilt over her shoulders and wrapped her knees with her arms. “All right, maybe I see what you’re talking about. I guess I took advantage of you…”
“What? Don’t be an idiot. That’s MY stinking karma—my little sister counts on me to take care of her, and she ends up—” Manji abruptly slid down the wall and sat on the ground. “Dead, fucked…it’s all the same.” He hid his face in his hands and drew in a deep shaking breath.
A prickle ran over Rin’s back at the tone of his voice. “Dead?”
“I failed Machi-chan, and now I’ve failed you. Me and my pitiful excuse for good intentions. What the hell use am I?”
“Oh, no…”
“Sometimes I wish I could just cut my belly. But then I’d have to figure out how to saw through my own neck!” He made a slashing move across his throat with one thumb.
“Manji! You don’t mean that!”
“No, I can’t do that. Can’t die until my task is finished, no matter how hard I try.” He looked up and set his jaw. “It’s my Mugen Jigoku, my everlasting hell. Even though it hurts like demons chewing on my bones…I got to keep on my path.”
“…Did Yaobikuni tell you that?”
“That old bitch. First she forces me to live forever, and to fight forever…and then she lumbers me with a sixteen-year-old walking obligation.”
“Because…she sent me to you.” Rin shivered. Had she been chosen as one of Manji’s redemptions, or simply as another ordeal? The pain she had caused him now appeared in a ghastly light. Physical suffering wasn’t enough: the repeated wounds that healed only so that his flesh could be torn again and again. She had to torture him in mind and spirit as well…
“Hey, I walked into it with my eyes wide open…so to speak.” He blinked, frowned and knuckled his blind eye. “I’m the last guy on this earth who can escape his obligations.”
“I guess not.” Rin quivered. “So…you made a decision not to touch me again. And you even went to a brothel.”
He threw his head back and chuckled darkly. “Fat lot of good that did me. Wish I had my money back!”
“All right. I’ve made a decision too.”
“Huh?”
“It’s OK; you’re not going to make me cry.” She covered her mouth for a moment. “Even though we might have been intended to learn from our companionship, we could never be happy trying to find pleasure with each other. Desire only leads to suffering…”
Manji looked at her in blank astonishment. “What the hell?”
“I know, you probably thought I’d be all clingy and weepy.” She raised her chin and gave him a proud smile. “I used to have some silly dreams…and last night I pretended for a little while that they were real. But no more romantic illusions. I’m not a girl any more—I’m an adult.”
“Damn straight you’re not a girl any more.” He got up on his haunches and leaned forward. “Rin…you gotta face facts. Preach all you want, but there’s nothing we can do now to make this go away.”
“What? Why not?”
“You’re…well, whether I like it or not, now you’re…mine.” Manji forced the word out as if it had a sour taste.
“Mine? I mean…yours?”
“Yeah.” He spread his hands. “Not that you weren’t before, kind of. What I’m saying is… now you’re really my woman.”
Wondering at this, Rin studied Manji’s face. He didn’t look ardent or earnest; he mostly looked hung over and morose. “Just like that? Don’t I get a say?”
“Yeah, just like that, unless you can go back to last night and kick me in the balls when you should have! Give me a break!” He took a deep breath, scratched a hand through his messy hair and seemed to be trying to compose himself. “Well, I hope it didn’t hurt too much.”
“You didn’t hurt me at all, Manji!” Rin parted her legs as she moved and a sudden burn erupted. She clapped her hand between her thighs. “Oh, ouch…”
“Oh, great.”
Rin gingerly explored the stinging area with the quilt as cover. “I’m just sort of chafed, I think. Don’t worry—it’ll feel better in a little while.”
He shook his head. “No, you’re not listening to me. Could be weeks before we find out for sure, and until then…we have to assume the worst.”
She blinked at him in confusion.
Manji chuckled sardonically. “So it didn’t hurt too much? Maybe that toy of yours stretched you out some—small blessings.” He made a face and stared over her head. “Did you end up liking it any?”
Rin blushed, seeming to feel his marauding touch again. She shouldn’t dwell on the memories of the night; it wasn’t wise to recall the blissful weight of Manji’s body on hers, the possessive strength of his arms and the taste of his skin. Or the sound of his voice in her ear: whispering shameless intimacies, groaning in enjoyment, growling and shouting out his release. Though he had vowed he could never be her lover, he had certainly been able to pull off an excellent imitation while his head was full of saké.
At her silence, his shoulders slumped. “That bad, huh? Well, no man’s at his best when he’s drunk.”
“No—I didn’t say that! You did get a little, um, aggressive…but yes, I guess I liked it.”
“OK, good.” Manji chuckled again with a little more mirth. “I wasn’t sure if I wished I remembered doing it, or if that was another blessing in disguise.”
“You don’t…remember?” She raised a brow at him.
“It’s pretty fuzzy, but some of it’s coming back. Yeah…I seem to recall you going there at least once.” He grinned in a way that struck her as particularly male. “You sure let me know it when you’re having fun, don’t you?”
“Well…maybe I did. Um, it’s getting late—shouldn’t we get up and have breakfast?” Rin rose to her knees, modestly concealing her breasts and groin with her hands, and looked around for her clothes. “We’ll get behind on training.”
“Screw training,” said Manji. He lunged at her, pushed her shoulders down on the bed and kissed her soundly on the mouth.
“Manji!” Rin wrenched her lips from his and hit him on the chest. “What are you doing?”
“Aw, girl, let’s make the best of it. Might as well be hung for a sheep as for a lamb!”
“What?” Her eyes popped wide open as realization burst upon her. “Um—were you thinking that we had—”
“Guess I get to teach you a few things after all.” Face flushed, he got on top of her and kissed her again. With his tongue in her mouth, he pressed a thigh between her legs.
“Is this…supposed to be educational?” gasped Rin when Manji came up for air. “I know it’s not romantic, but…”
“Yeah, I said that.” He lowered his head and kissed her throat. “Meant it, too. But I guess I upped the ante for you last night. That was pretty shitty of me...unless I agree to meet you halfway.”
“But—”
“No, hear me out.” He looked her in the eyes and cupped her face in his palms. “I got an obligation to fulfill, and that hasn’t changed. Maybe…this is how I was fated to do it all along.” He stopped, flushing red. “Like I said, I can’t marry you. We’ll have to keep on like we have been, only we’ll define things a little differently, see?” Manji seemed embarrassed and very ill at ease, but he forged on. “I never thought I’d be looking after a woman of my own and…maybe some kids. Not my style. But there’s some things a man just has to do if he’s a man.”
Rin’s mouth dropped open.
“I know, that sounds pretty funny coming from me. I’m serious, Rin—this ain’t a joke.” Manji rested his forehead against hers. “I’m no good at saying things the way a woman wants to hear them, but you get my drift, right?”
Her head spun. He couldn’t still be drunk! “Manji—why do you think you need to say this?”
“Even if you’re not pregnant now, you sure as hell will be in another month or so, judging by how bad I seem to be at keeping my paws off you.” He grunted and gave her a soft kiss between the eyes, his hair tickling her face. “Hey, you’ll probably end up teaching me a few things too, huh? Guess it won’t kill me to learn how to make you happy.”
Rin’s lips trembled; a few days ago, she would have been overwhelmed with joy to hear these words. But now?
“I…I thought there was only one way that a woman could have babies…”
“Yeah, that’s right.” He grinned at her, captured her hands in his and made a slow seductive roll of the hips. “Want to do it again? Don’t worry, it doesn’t hurt the kid.”
She studied the warming passion on his face and swallowed hard. “Big brother, last night…we didn’t really do a whole lot more than what we did in the woods.”
“What?”
“Well, you kissed my, um, chest a lot.” Rin blushed and shyly hunched her shoulders since she couldn’t cover her bare breasts with her imprisoned hands. “But I think I’m still a virgin. Fingers don’t count, do they?”
Manji went pale. He abruptly released her, sat up and scooted away on his rear end. “That was it?”
“Yes, pretty much.”
He looked at his right hand and flexed the fingers. It was difficult to read the rapid flashes of opposing expression on his face: mixed relief, chagrin, perhaps returning memory. Even disappointment, if she wasn’t mistaken. He had wanted to make love to her only because he thought he already had? “Pretty much? Think about it, Rin—did I put it in you or not?”
“Your, um…? No, you didn’t…you promised you wouldn’t.”
He slumped against the wall, relief now paramount in his manner. “Thank GOD!”
“Didn’t you think you’d keep your promise?” Rin smiled at him. “I trusted you.”
“Oh, yeah? Thought I told you better than that.” Manji slowly wiped his face once more and blew hard through his fingers. “OK, breakfast. I’m friggin’ starving.”
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