Tears of Blood | By : SultrySundina Category: +. to F > Blade of the Immortal Views: 1863 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Tears of Blood (My Story Arc: Finale to Blade of the Immortal):
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Chapter 2: Enchanting Eyes
Rin awoke to find herself wrapped tightly in Manji's arms; the strength of his biceps crushing her breasts. She didn't want to move but she had to. Her body would wait no longer to relieve itself. She slowly tried to pry his arms away from her but this only caused his grip on her to tighten. It was as if he knew she was protesting his hold and he was not going to allow her to escape his grasp. Rin looked up at him to see his one eye staring down at her; looking at her almost they way he had looked at Makie before, a half smirk on his face and then he stretched out into a deep yawn. She seized her opportunity to be free of his hold and rose up.
"Ohayo Manji-san." Was all she said before she quickly darted out of the room to relieve herself. Manji stared at the closed shōji, and peered around the empty room still half asleep. He hadn't had such a good sleep in ages and he felt completely rested for once. For some reason though, his arms felt empty, and the beautiful woman with the perfect breasts was no longer is his hold. "Damn those were some nice tits." He thought to himself. He closed his eye and groaned slightly. Just then he remembered what had happened the previous night. That it was Rin in his arms when he woke. It was her yūkata that was open enough to reveal some of the milky white flesh of her breasts. When had she grown up so much? What was he thinking? He couldn't let himself think like that again. That would not be good. "She's just a kid." He reminded himself. He rose up from the floor. "I've been cooped up with that kid for too long, time to find a good whore. Best not let Rin find out. She'd never let me hear the end of it."
Manji considered his thoughts. "Aw fuck it." He said aloud, "Not worth the trouble." He sat back down and grabbed his pipe off the floor and stuffed it with more tobacco. He needed a good drink and a long smoke. A warm body would be nice too. God those tits were nice. His thoughts were leading astray again. He shook his head as if in protest and lit his pipe and sucked in a long, drawn out puff, then releasing it; a blue haze of smoke swirling around his head. Manji could hear footsteps outside of the room just then and drew in another long puff and released it.
Rin stopped outside of the room. She looked at the door, raised her left hand to open it but then drew it back to her side. She raised her hand again, this time to rest it on the shōji frame. She rested her head on her hand there and gulped. She wanted to cry, but she only stood there, staring fearfully at the shōji. If she opened that door all that happened; going to sleep feeling safe, waking up in Manji's arms, all of it; would end. It wouldn't be something she would be able to keep. Not like she could keep it now, but she still had the little dream in her mind of it. If she stepped into that room that little dream, that little fantasy would fade and become nothing but a distant memory. Manji would turn back into well, Manji: Her yōjimbō and nothing more. It's not like he was really anything more than that right now, but at least she could fantasize about his arms, his smirk, the way he looked at her when she looked up at him. She could pretend. She was remembering the feeling of being in his arms, of him holding her even closer, not letting her go. Her eyes began to fill with lust for the one man she could not have. She snapped herself back to reality, still filled with a burning desire, but realized she could no longer daydream; no longer pretend. It was time to grow up. She was about to move her right hand up to the door to open it…
Just then Manji slid the door open to see Rin standing there, her head on her hand, resting on the frame of the shōji. He could only see the right half of her face, but her expression was half surprised and half enchanting. The eye that he could see was smouldering, deep brown and intense. Fuck she was sexy looking at him like that. He couldn't bear to look at her face without losing himself so he started to try to turn his gaze elsewhere only for it to fall to her half open yūkata, revealing even more of her soft, supple bosom to his now lust filled eyes. God what was she doing standing there like that? She was definitely no longer a child. She was so much more. Manji let out a shallow groan from deep within him and stepped back from her. He had to get away. He turned around and then cocked his head in her direction and spoke to her in a mocking tone, "What the hell are you doing just standing there woman? Thought you were someone comin' to try to sneak up and cause trouble."
Rin looked at Manji, half wishing he never would have opened the door, but also thankful that he did. She could now release herself from her foolish dreams and cast them aside. She had no choice. To him, he was only her yōjimbō and would never be anything more. He would only ever see her as a child, never a woman. No, never. Rin's sigh was low and sorrowful. She entered the room and closed the shōji behind her.
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