The Bargain

Nabiki was taking her final exam to graduate and was halfway through it when her water broke. She gasped when the skirt of her maternity uniform was suddenly drenched with a flood of water coming from between her legs. Her teacher rushed over to her and whispered “Nabiki, please be silent, you’re disturbing the other students” her eyes grew wide when she took in the state of her uniform. Mrs. Tanaka was a mother, so it took her about a second to figure out why the hugely pregnant girl had gasped. She looked at her in sympathy and whispered “Do you want me to go get your husband?” she asked.

“No, he’ll just go to pieces and won’t be able to complete his exam. He studied like crazy; just let him finish it first. It should take about an hour before the contractions start. So I will finish my exam too and then he can be informed,” Nabiki whispered back.

“Okay, shall I call ex-Principal Kuno to have a car ready?”

Nabiki nodded gratefully at the gentle woman and concentrated on the paper in front of her. When the first contraction hit her half an hour later, she still continued to answer the questions correctly while silently panting as she had learned in Lamaze class. To distract herself, she thought back in amusement when this same teacher had given them a talk about acceptable behaviour for married students

Flashback

Mrs. Ito sat in an empty classroom with only the young couple present, she had been the one assigned to talk to them because no one else would. “I know that this is an unusual situation for you, being that you are the only married students in the school and we hardly expect you to act like you’re celibate” she said turning red at the stupidity of this statement given the female’s obviously pregnant state. “However, what you do in the privacy of your own bedroom is your business, but you can’t bring this here. We ask that you set an example for the other students. So no holdings hands, no kissing in the hallways and.....”

“No doing what everyone else is doing?” asked Tatewaki, trading a look of amusement with his wife at the teacher’s discomfort. “We’ll try to keep our hands to ourselves” he promised.

“We aren’t asking you not to show affection for each other, we’re just asking that you don’t express it physically” she said turning red.

Nabiki leaned closer “I promise that I won’t lose my senses and ravish my handsome husband in the cafeteria” she said in mock seriousness and gave Tatewaki’s hand a squeeze. Neither one of them could resist laughing at the flustered expression on the teacher’s face. They had both since apologized to her.

End Flashback

Tatewaki had just completed his exam and was high on the feeling of victory; he had not only aced it and was the first one to finish it, when Mrs. Ito approached him. “Tatewaki, I came to tell you that your wife’s in labour” she said and didn’t even try to stop him from running in the halls; she just raced after him.

“Nabiki are you okay?” asked the panicked boy.

“Yes, I am fine for now, the contractions are pretty far apart and your father is picking us up any minute now” she said and made an eeping sound when he scooped her up and carried her outside. Apparently panic ran in the family, because his father almost ran over some students in his haste to get to her. “Honey? You can put me down. I’m just having a baby, I can still walk” she assured the frightened boy, feeling deep affection at his concern for her.

“Oh, right” said Tatewaki, who was feeling way out of his depths and stupider by the minute. He helped her into the backseat, and then his father drove them to the hospital like an Indy racecar driver. Nabiki tried to remain calm, but almost broke Tatewaki’s hand during her next contraction.

When they got to the hospital, Tatewaki insisted on carrying the blushing Nabiki, she let him as it seemed to calm him down a bit. “Nabiki are you sure you’re ready for this?” he asked in an anxious voice as he set her down on the bed.

“I don’t think I have much of a choice in the matter” she said, giving him a hug.

“Are you still sure you want to natural child birth? What if it hurts too much?” he asked anxiously.

“The drugs they use aren’t good for the baby. Besides, the doctor did explain that it doesn’t hurt as much as they claim; I’ll be fine” she assured him.

“Holy fuck it hurts!” she screamed after the twelfth hour. Tatewaki felt powerless to see his wife in so much pain and him not being able to help her.

“Push Nabiki, you’re almost there” he said on the doctor’s orders.

“I can’t! It hurts!” she whined, almost breaking his hand again.

“Just one more” he commanded “you can’t be Prime Minister of Japan with that attitude. I never thought you were a weak little girl!” he said with contempt in his voice, even though it killed him to.

Nabiki glared at him and then she screamed, lunged forward and pushed with all her might! She gasped in pain as she felt the child slide from her “You did it!” he said. Both teens looked on to see the tiny infant being worked on by the nurses and then he was handed to Nabiki with wrapped in a blanket with a tiny blue cap on. She smiled as she into the tiny, little squished-in face; he opened his dark eyes and looked back at her. He had dark hair and his father’s mouth.

“Welcome to the world Keitaro” she said, they had named him after Nabiki’s grandfather. “Come meet your daddy” she said, holding him out to his glowing father.

“He’s so beautiful” Tatewaki said in awe.

“Of course he is; he’s a Kuno” Nabiki said and kissed her new family member. That night, she made Tatewaki take to her nursery. It was a slow and painful walk, but she wanted to do it.

“We could have just asked them to bring him to you” he said as he supported most of her weight because she wouldn’t let him carry her. They gazed at their son sleeping in his bassinet, he looked so peaceful and all felt right with the world. Nabiki snuggled closer to her husband “I love you” she said.

He was shocked “but I thought that you didn’t feel that way about me and.......” he said, but then she cut him off with a kiss.

“Of course I do, I lied to you because I thought I had to be alone in order to achieve the goals I set for myself” she explained.

“And now?” he asked.

“I can still do everything I want and have a family too” she said. “Besides, who wouldn’t want a handsome, rich and sweet man like you? I can think of only one other thing that I need from you”

“What would that be?” he asked with love in his voice

“A girl, I thought we could name her Sakura after your mother” Nabiki said.

Tatewaki could actually feel himself tear up at this “My mother would have like that” he said. They just held each other in the bright, hospital corridor contentedly watching their new son sleep until Tatewaki insisted that she return to bed.

Letter From Beyond the Grave

“Sakura wrote this before she died. She gave this to me with instructions to present it to Tatewaki’s wife when their first baby was born” explained Yukata as he handed Nabiki the letter. “I’ve never opened it as I respected her wishes too much” he explained.

“Thank you Father” she said. She waited until she was alone to read the letter that a dying woman had written for her.

It read:

“Dear Daughter-In-Law,

I am sorry that I never got a chance to meet you, but I am sure that you are beautiful and intelligent and just the sort of woman that I hoped that my son would marry.

I hope you don’t think that I’m trying to brag, but I wanted to tell you a little bit about myself. I have a genius level I.Q. and was expect to go places. However being the oldest of seven children born to a greengrocer, I had to help out my parents with money, so I dropped out of school. I took a job in a sexy teashop because it offered excellent wages and tips. All I did was wear a short skirt with fishnet stockings and a bra top to serve tea in. Clients were allowed to have tea with their favourite girl in a private room if they paid extra; however the shop always provided them with chaperones to protect their reputation. One day, a handsomely eccentric young rich man came to the teashop and took a shine to me. At first I liked him just for his money, but he grew on me. He was a funny guy who liked doing all these crazy accents and wearing bizarre clothing.

He kept asking me to marry him, but I kept refusing, letting him believe that I had lots of suitors. Finally, I said yes and we were very happy together for many years until I got ill.

You’re probably wondering what the point of this letter is. I want you to know that there is a kind of a....madness that runs in this family. All members born into it are afflicted; I recognized it in my husband and saw signs of it in my children. The only thing that seems to cure it is finding their true love. The same will most likely be true of your children.

I wanted to stay to protect this family from themselves, but couldn’t. Therefore, I ask if you could please act as warden for the madhouse so to speak. Please look after them for me. I know that this is a burden that I have no right to ask of you, but I am afraid I must.

Yours sincerely,

Sakura Kuno.

Nabiki read the letter and glanced at her son “So are you going to do strange accents, twirl around a ribbon or spout poetry?” she asked him.

Nabiki and the others walked to the graveyard to pray over Sakura’s grave on the anniversary of her death as they did every year. Only this time she wasn’t lurking in the shadows, she held onto her husband’s arm while he carried their son.

She couldn’t help glancing at Kodachi; she had become so quiet and completely different since her marriage. She wore no makeup and styled her hair into two braids as her husband liked, making her look younger then her age. Her clothing more demure these day and she never wore her leotard outside of gymnastics practice.. Everyone adored Hiroshi and thought that the change in the normally psychotic girl was nothing short of miraculous. They declared he was the best thing that had ever happened to her and sung him praises.

Nabiki watched while he held onto his wife’s hand and talked to her gently, as trying to console her on this day. He looked to the entire world like loving devoted husband. It was only a few people who noticed the predatory gleam in his eye when he stared triumphantly at Kodachi as if she were his prey. Nabiki smiled in amusement, trying to picture what the other’s girl’s home life was like. That was a reason why Nabiki had approached Hiroshi to become Kodachi’s husband. She had heard of his reputation as being into S&M, girls would whispers to each other about how he liked to tie them up during sex and punish them if they were bad. This intrigued Nabiki; Tatewaki’s own affliction had been fairly easily cured. But Nabiki had always felt that Kodachi’s ran deeper and needed sterner measures; like a fair, but cruel handsome master. So she had approached the boy and suggested the arrangement. He’d been reluctant at first; he liked how Kodachi looked but didn’t like her as a person. He wouldn’t agree to the marriage, until Nabiki said that he would have his own private wing of the house and would be supported by the family. Then she told him that Kodachi was a virgin, who he could train however he wanted and that she would have to do everything that he said or risk losing her position and going to jail. She just had to be reminded of this fact when she balked at something and she would do it. That was enough to convince the boy to marry her. The results were most impressive Nabiki thought, shooting the sullen girl a glance of victory. Kodachi just returned the gaze dully, not daring to even challenge her back; she knew what that would lead to. She shuddered as Hiroshi gripped her upper arm tightly and subtly brushed the back his hand against the curve of her breast. She blushed, knowing exactly what he desired and that he would take it from her, one way other or another.

After the prayer was done, Nabiki said “Sakura, I have already introduced myself to you. Please meet your grandchild, Keitaro. A lot has changed for this family this year; both of your children have married and your husband has come home” she said. “Do you mind if I have a moment alone with her?” she requested of the others.

“Not a problem” said Tatewaki with a smile.

“Its okay by me, Kodachi and I are going to walk on ahead. We’ll meet you at home” Hiroshi said to the others, while turning a sadistic smile on his wife that no one else could see. She shuddered and allowed herself to be led deeper into the cemetery.

Nabiki looked at the woman’s grave, all covered with flowers. “Sakura, I read your letter and promise that I shall take care of them” she promised and went to rejoin her husband. She knew that this day upset him and wanted to take him out, like she did the last time.

Hiroshi tugged Kodachi to a remote part of the cemetery and pulled her roughly against him and kissing her deeply and stabbing his tongue roughly into her mouth. Without preamble, he shoved her shirt up and undid and quickly removed her black strapless bra. He causally let it drop to the ground; this caused her breasts to bounce. She was only allowed to wear strapless bras, because they were easier to remove and was forbidden panties at any time. He tucked her shirt up so that it didn’t cover her breasts and leaned her sharply over a grave, leaving them to dangle freely. She caught the top of the grave to stop herself from falling. “Don’t let go” he ordered and she could hear a zipper being undone, this caused her to blush. She read the name on the gravestone that she clutched onto, Sitou Midori. “I’m sorry” she whispered. She shivered with shame and anger as she felt the hem of her skirt being raised until it rested on her back, revealing her fully nude beneath and showing the evenly spaced red cane marks on her buttocks that were there from the last time that she tried to defy him. She moaned with grief when he placed the silky head of his cock against her bare heat, this turned into a moan of distress as her body betrayed her and wetness flooded her unwilling sheath. “So you seem to really want this?” he taunted. He coating himself with her hot flowing juices, took a hold of her free swinging breasts possessively and with one single thrust was buried inside her hot, juicy........LEMON ha ha!(A/N Hate me yet?)

Fin