The Bargain

Three weeks later, Nabiki was escorted to Tatewaki’s room as she had been every day since he fell ill. He was finally starting to get better and would be returning to school soon. She was surprised to find he’d just gotten out of the shower; his hair was still wet and he wore only a moss green towel slung low about his hips. He smiled to see her and rasped “you’re early; I thought I’d take a shower so that I’d smell better for you.” Tatewaki had lost his voice for an entire week and it had only recently returned and it sounded raspy. That and he was still rather pale were the only visible signs that he had been bedridden for weeks. Nabiki couldn’t help examining his nearly naked body; his chest was sculpted with powerfully developed pecs, wide shoulders and abs to die for. His waist was narrow and his hindquarters firm, rounded and perfect, as if begging to be grabbed. His thighs were rock solid and calves well molded. On a whole, he was slimly built, tall and elegant, almost hairless and completely drool worthy. The only flaw on his entire body was an appendix scar located over his right hip. His body was not a pampered personal trainer worked body, but bespoke of years of martial arts training and a vigorous weight training regime set by him.

Nabiki hugged him from behind, her hands itching to tear the towel from his body and exploring every inch of his flesh. She’d touched him while he was ill, but it was with soft caresses meant to sooth, rather then heated explorations of a lover’s body. She pressed a kiss to the nape of his neck and said. “Your hairs getting longer then you normally wear it; you’d better get it trimmed soon ya hippie” she teased, tousling his still wet hair.

“I thought I’d try a new look” he replied.

“You’re growing your hair long?” she asked in shock.

“I find myself wanting to try a different hairstyle” he replied, meeting her eyes in the mirror and picking up his hairbrush.

“What about your father?” she asked.

“My father isn’t here; its time I stop trying to live up to his image of me and start living for myself. Beside, I’ve heard that girl like men with long hair. Do you?” he rasped with teasing in his voice. Nabiki almost shivered to picture his handsome, aristocratic features framed by long dark wavy hair. His short hair was naturally wavy, so his long hair would be also.

“You would look great” she said honestly.

He turned in her arms and leaned down and kissed her, it wasn’t a light affectionate kiss; it was a kiss of raw hunger that fed her own. Now she did rip the towel from him and flung it, while he hastily unzipped her yellow sundress. Her panties and bra joined his towel in no time flat, as the lovers coupled in a frenzy as only people long denied can do. They both sounded positively primal as they both pounded their pent up lusts into each other, bodies slamming, flesh striking flesh until their cum burst free to mingle inside Nabiki’s body.
Kodachi’s Room
Kodachi gleefully watched the live porn show going on in her brother’s room, glad she’d managed to wire it for sound and picture when he was absent one day. She’d heard the unmistakable sounds of people making love from outside his bedroom door and dashed to her room to watch the show. She smiled evilly as she watched them first orally pleasure each other in the sixty nine position, then Nabiki climbed on top of him, riding him while he played with her breasts and teased her clit. Then he flipped her over and began pounding her hard while she writhed like an eel beneath him, until he collapsed on top of her.

Kodachi was a virgin and found the show hot, not caring who the stars were. She rewound it and reached into her panties to stroke her own stiff bud. She grinned evilly when she saw Tatewaki collapse on top of Nabiki, knowing that he’d just shot his seed into her now unprotected pussy. She looked over to where three packs of birth control pills resided on her book shelf. She’d been lucky; Nabiki bought her pills three at a time, so it was easy to get Sasuke to replace Nabiki’s real pills with Kadachi fake packs of placebos. ‘All they have to do is continue having sex as often as usual. Then it’s only a matter of time’ Kodachi thought, she started picturing Nabiki’s humiliation as she neared her own climax. When she got the part of Nabiki on her knees begging for Tatewaki to believe it was an accident; Kodachi went off like a roman candle.

School

Nabiki serendipitously placed a note in Tatewaki’s hand that simply read ‘tonight?’ She repressed a smile of triumph that after three months of them sleeping together, that no one knew about them or even suspected. When they saw each other in public all they did was simply nod at the other or talked briefly like before.

She watched as Tatewaki read her note. He looked at her and with a barely perceptive shake of his head, turned her down. She caught up with him in between classes and pulled him into an empty classroom. “Why not?” she whispered.

“Today’s not a good day, I’ve plans for tonight” he explained.

Nabiki felt hurt for a second, then realized he might have a date “What plans?” she asked suspiciously.

“I have to see a family member tonight. I’ll explain later” he promised and quickly left before she could question him anymore.

Nabiki followed Tatewaki after he left school, she felt foolish for doing so, but wanted to know what he was up to. She became livid when he turned into a flower shop and emerged with a bouquet of roses. He turned the corner and continued walking until he reached an upscale cemetery. He stood in front of a large headstone. He silently read the inscription, and then bent down in front of it and traced the kanji with his finger tip. A tear ran down his cheek as he placed the flowers onto the grave. Nabiki watched curiously as he was joined by Kodachi and Sasuke, they all seemed to pray for about five minutes and then left as silently as they had arrived. Nabiki was about to leave herself, when a movement from another grave caught her eye and her high school principle stepped out of the shadows. He walked to the same grave and stood before it, he looked just as sad as the others had. He seemed to pray then placed a single rose on the grave, brushed away a tear and left.

Nabiki approached the grave and read the name on it: Sakura Kuno and the anniversary of her death was today. Tatewaki’s mother she realized. Nabiki felt sad for him, he was too proud to admit to her that that date upsets him. She realized that sex was not what he needed today, but companionship. She turned to go after him, then on impulse, bowed to the grave and politely said “Mrs. Kuno, I’m honoured to meet you. My name is Nabiki Tendo.”

Tatewaki was surprised when Sasuke announced that Nabiki was at the door. He was in a despondent mood as always accompanies this day; along with his childhood memory of his beautiful mother slowly wasting away from cancer. Her death ultimately driving Tatewaki’s father into madness and his abandoning the children as if they were unwanted orphans.

Tatewaki was even more surprised to find Nabiki standing at the door sopping wet. It was raining and she had neither umbrella nor rain coat with her. “Hi, I was in the neighbourhood and thought you might like to go for pizza and a movie tonight. My treat” she said in bright, nervous voice. Tatewaki wasn’t sure which surprised him more, seeing Nabiki, her current wet state or that she was offering to pay. He reached a decision and opened the door.

“Let’s get you into some dry clothes and I’ll get my coat” he suggested.

He stared at Nabiki across the table, wondering if he was still ill and this was a fever induced hallucination. After all, she was out in public with him, where anyone could see them, and she was the one who suggested it! The sadness was still there, but her bright laughter and gently teasing kept it at bay.

Nabiki talked about humourous things, attempting to draw her more subdued companion out of his shell. She was trying to cheer him up, without admitting that she knew the cause of his sorrow. She was rewarded when he took a bite of a slice of the deluxe pizza they were sharing and all the cheese and toppings almost fell onto his lap, only quick intervention by way of his hand and her napkins saved his clothes. Once they managed to just avoid the mishap, he started laughing, and she joined in.

In a cheerier mood, he talked her into seeing a slasher-style horror movie. Nabiki was already bored before the opening credits were even done; such movies, which were guaranteed to make a female cling to her date, bored Nabiki. Instead she started laughing at the blood spatter scenes, they were so obviously fake, that it looked like someone was throwing ketchup around. She found herself thinking about Tatewaki’s long, elegant hands. She found herself blushing at the idea of holding hands with him in public. Nabiki was an odd girl who had no qualms about having hot sex with a man for hours, but simple signs of affection embarrassed her. Blushing furiously she slipped her hand into his, keeping her eyes trained on the movie so that she wouldn’t have to see his reaction. Tatewaki, looked down in shock to find Nabiki’s slim hand in his own, but he just wrapped his around it and gave it a gentle squeeze. She allowed him to hold it throughout the movie.

Ranma was surprised when he saw Nabiki and Kuno walk past them in the theatre an take seats further back. “Was that Nabiki with Kuno?” asked Daisuke scandalized.

Ranma said “nah, Nabiki’s still at home” he lied and was happy when the lights dimmed. He managed to persuade his friends to leave before ending credits.

Tatewaki escorted her home. “Thanks for tonight” he said as they reached her home. He had enjoyed their first date.

“I had fun too” she replied.

“Nabiki, I was wondering. I turn eighteen in a couple weeks and I was wondering if you would like to help me celebrate it by going on vacation with me?”

Nabiki pictured a spring break scene full of drunken teenagers and crowded resorts. She grimaced at the picture. “Resorts full of drunken people filming ‘girls gone wild’ videos don’t appeal to me” she explained.

“Nor I, I was thinking of a semi-private island resort, which is very exclusive, rather remote and very expensive” he explained; knowing that he already had her hooked when he said expensive.

“How long?” she asked.

“Just for a week during the vacation” he explained. “It’s a nice place, white sandy beaches, world famous chefs are hired and there are all sorts of activates offered”

“That sounds like fun, sure, I’d love to go” she said.

“Great, I’ll have my people make arrangements for us” he said happily. He was even happier when she pulled him into the shadows to kiss him goodnight; knowing that no one could see them there. No one except Ranma, who was on the roof; he watched the two lovers kiss.