It had only been a few days since she lost the race against that cute pink haired boyish girl and Haruka took it upon herself to be better than ever before. Practicing solo after the track team's work outs. She was just finishing up , being a sweaty mess now she desperately needed a shower. This lead her to the locker room she stripped down entering the shower the door covered her figure , she was pleased that it did. None knew but she had a continuous line of scars that held to her sides, the only place people never saw. As well as one long scar down her arm from the rooftop fall from when she was younger.



She let the water roll across the length of her body wetting her hair until it stuck to her face. She closed her eyes only for a moment attempting to relax. Which did not happen often especially of late when the loss had bugged her more then she had expected. She was just about to let a sigh of calm leave her, that was until she could hear a noise from outside. switching the water off she quickly dried her body getting dressed in a clean pair of slacks and a loose dress shirt. What she didn't notice was that her body was still damp enough to be able to show sights of her body she took to hiding.



A towel held to her shoulders as she walked to her locker. As the movement from outside came with in the locker room Haruka found it was Kisumi she opened her locker hiding herself waiting for the girl to be alone until she revealed herself. She was annoyed already at the fact this kissy girl was ruining her track reputation and now had ruined her relaxation, though that wasn't hard Haruka had a bad habit of blaming others.

Gym class was over and she had a free period next, while she could go the the bath house for a real soak, a quick shower seemed fine. She'd sent Zuko a text to meet up after. They could go for a walk or something, it didn't matter what they did, read a book, walk, write together, stare at the sky, she just liked being near her. She felt safe, and enjoyed the giddy feeling that came with the possibility (nay, obvious fact, but Kissy can't hand that) that the other girl actually liked her back. Maybe they could be more than friends too.

Her white shirt came up, exposing her muscled torso. It wasn't feminine at all, too much muscle showing from working out too much. The amount of tone made her breasts very flat too, hidden moreso by the sports bra she wore. But then she noticed someone was there, ah, jsut a few other girls walking by to get their bags from their lockers and go on. She was alone again and wondered if maybe she should go to the bathhouse after all, she couldn't shake the feeling she was being watched. She told herself not to be silly and moved to take off her shirt again, but then there was indeed a figure. A certain white eyed and red haired figure that made her stop short.

She was a little afraid, but she forced herself to smile,

"Oh, hi Haruka-san."

She got a better look at what she was wearing, the white fabric of her shirt clung in places to her skin. The other had a boyish form too, and she could almost see it through the fabric, it made her blush and avert her gaze. She really was handsome, Kissy wouldn't be able to look without turning red.

She took a shaky breath as she gripped her locker door, once calm enough to speak, she slammed the locker closed turning to face Kisumi, she looked over the girl was indeed more of a boy. She noticed the pink haired wave across the others face she also saw the girl's eyes traced down Haruka's own body which made her actually worried was her scars visible? She had to stop this annoying silence, that and to keep someone from finding out about her bad habit as she called it.

" Eyes up here miss Kiss-umi"

Eyes narrowed sexually waiting for the others eyes to meet hers. She took a lazy step closer she really wasn't in the mood to see this girl any time soon and having to now was a little early, thanks fate. Although now another thought came to her, this could be a fun thing to take advantage of, make a bad situation a good one , what was that saying when life gives you lemons?

Running her fingers through her hair she placed a playful smile on her face as a boyish chuckle left her lips " Sorry, Kiss-umi  i haven't made the best impression have i ? I mean after all you've been nothing but sweet to me"

Getting closer her other hand found its way to the wall behind Kisumi. " And Sugar goes so well with lemonade, i'd like a taste."

She forced herself to look up and meet the other's white blue gaze. So hot. She looked kind of scary and thsi made Kisuki want to run for it. why was she saying her name like that? was she making fun of her? Or had she noticed the pinkette was sort of...checking her out? It was really embarrassing.

"I-I think I have to g-ah!"

She was pinned, sure Haru wasn't touching her, but she was so close and could easily stop her from getting away. She twisted the hem of her shirt, the blush spreading from her cheeks to her ears and even the bit of chest you could see until the skin disappeared behind the white of her tee-shirt.

She was close this was like out of a manga, what was going to happen? She couldn't help feeling like she was in danger, but...Haru was so.. A quick glance up at the dangerous smile had her unable to speak, heat filling her head. She tried to stammer out some kind of words, a taste? "A t-t-t...ahh...I-I..." she swallowed, totally unable to do anything or think clearly at all.



(darn you Kissy for being so putty-like around sexy people)

Her words had reached Kisumi and the reaction was priceless this girl was like putty, her favorite childhood toy infact. She had her in the palm of her hand. Haruka looked through her dripping hair to the red faced girl in front of her.She new right now that anything was possible. Siding her hand through her hair once more letting the water splatter Kisumi's face. " My my Kiss-umi you seem a little nervous , you know what may calm you down ? a nice cold shower.. i mean after all just because you interrupted my relaxing shower doesn't mean you shouldn't enjoy one, right?"

Haruka's free hand once again gripped the girl's shirt tugging her close " Besides this way i get to see a sexy wet pup, after all you are begging me to do this aren't you? you were looking at me."

She dragged her to the shower tossing her down and turning the water on. She watched as Kisumi's tank top became clear showing of her adorable body. She watched as the water waved across the girl, making her glisten Haruka was pleased by the sight finding it fun in more than just way. Seeing the slightly frightened face of the girl below her she smiled sweetly " if it would make you feel better i could join you, Kiss-umi" 

The other was enjoying her reaction, even though the danger Kisumi was detecting was growing, a shower? Oh no, was she going to-? Ah! The other took her shirt, and her words in that moment made Kissy tingle as much as shake. She'd been caught looking, she'd been caught wanting the other to...to do what exactly? This? Was this what she wanted?

She was moved with much force toward the shower where she tripped and fell , she barely had a chance to get to her knees when the water turned on, soaking her hair and shirt. Good thing she was wearing the sports bra, but soon enough the colors were clear as day through the white. The water was cold, and she hugged herself, but didn't try to get out, not with the bully blocking her path. Join her? what would that mean? Would she undress? Come closer? Touch her? Hurt her? Turn on the hot water to stop her shivering?

Kissy looked up, unable to blush under the icy water. Pink locks clinging to her face, violet eyes peering at the goddess before her. She should call for help, but she was just messing around right? This was just...fun wasn't it? Shivering like a wet puppy indeed she looked at her bully and didn't know what to say. Secretly, she wanted her to come closer, she wanted to know what she was planning. She even secretly liked being a little exposed to someone like her, but that was wrong wasn't it? She hugged her body a bit tighter under the water and forced herself to shake her head. The right thing to do was say no, to ask her to go away, but her eyes went to the buttons on shirt, then up to the white-blue eyes that seemed so threatening and yet so alluring.

"I-I h-have s-s-omewhere t-to, there's s-s-someone I h-have to m-meet," she finally managed to stutter, knowing full weel this person wouldn't care in the least, it only helped to convince her, or at least try to convince herself that she wasn't actually enjoying the attention from the red head, even if it was like this.

The feel of having some real interest in the wet pup was now a real prospect. As the idea of Joining the girl came to mind, yet then she saw the shake of the others head,though she was eyeing her lower shirt which usually would please Haruka.The words kisumi said next how ever ruined any chance of doing so.Kisumi wanting to leave their play time to go somewhere else to meet SOMEONE else  annoyed ,no angered haruka. She gripped the tile wall as she walked into the water herself raising her other had to slap the other girl's cheek. The slap was full force yet when it actually hit the others cheek it was no more than a hard tap .

The force of the slap had stopped mid way when Haruka  noticed her own shirt had become clear, her chest was visible she didn't bother wearing a bra for she usually never let anyone see that part of her. Yet this wasn't the reason she was now taking a step away it was the visible scars against her boyish body that had her worried.  Taking one last quick step back she shut the shower door blocking the others way out. She needed to find some kind of reasoning for her actions  " And here i thought you where enjoying our time, tisk tisk we mustn't rush such things as getting to know one another allow me to lock the door while you finish up your shower. "

She made her way to the door, the click sound was music to her hears now she had time to make sure things benefited herself before it all ended, secrets and all.

So the prince was planning to come closer, Kisumi felt herself getting ready, bracing herself to be touched and instead...she was hit? It stung a little, just enough to be unpleasant and turn her cheek red. Suddenly though the girl retreated, oh no, to lock the door. Did she want her to finish her shower...as in...shower...in front...of her?

The prospect made Kisumi uncomfortable but somehow excited too. The things the other girl was saying were laced with cruelty, and she was angry that she wanted to leave, but why? Why was she doing this? Trying to humiliate her for beating her at the race. She couldn't help feeling the other was hiding something.

"C-can w-w-we t-turn on the hot-t water at l-least? I-i-ts cold..." she was afraid to move for it herself, or run for the exit, and unfortunately even asking that question would make it seem like she was resigned to do anything the redhead told her. Of course, she was actually, but she wasn't supposed to think that she should hate this, and be at least 10% more afraid than she actually was. She held her cheek now completely soaked through, her clothes were heavy and clinging to her. She didn't want to think about if she would be removing them soon with an audience.

Slipping her track jacket on she heard the other girls whimpers she rolled her eyes not facing the other yet she nodded " It is up to you if you want hot water now, i am not about to stop you after all why would i walk all the way back just for that, now if you were offering your body that would be something to come over for."

She didn't really mean it , did she ? why had she been doing what she was, the loss of the race annoyed her yes but she had the girl wrapped around her finger why did she really keep her here? Why did she want Kisumi to stay. She finally turned now having the jacket slightly zipped she sat down on the bench close to the shower she had left the frightened pup. " After all you are smart enough to figure out how to turn hot water on are you not?"

Laying across the bench she listened to the water flow down, this moment allowed her to think on the situation she had caused, She guessed her only reasoning other than the race was she found Kisumi rather attractive, which was odd, this was the first time she felt this way, she was always to busy with her pranks and having fun and being the best she never thought of actually pursuing someone. Seemed like a fun thing to do, something new, something that meant something to her, though shed never admit the importance of understanding all this to the pink haired tomboy but at least she herself understood. 

Time to play around with the idea of having a crush. " Oh and Kiss-me once your done why don't you come here."

The other retreated from her, to the bench. She relaxed and with shaking hands changed the water temperature. Should she close the shower door? Or would the other get mad? She didn't seem to care what she was doing just then, but the comment about offering her body had her looking down. What should she do?

She made up her mind to close the door, though if the other walked right up to it she could easily see over it, it was only one of those little half-doors after all. Still, she got out of her wet cloths, placing them with a wet "plop" in the corner of the shower. She got the soap from the dispenser and started to wash. She'd stopped shaking from the cold, ut now from nerves, was the other going to look at her? She was a wreck until she was finished, and it was probably the fastest most uncomfortable shower she'd ever had in her life. Water off, she knelt near her clothes to wring them out. When that was one, she realized something. Her towel, it was no where to be found. In fact, it was out on the bench under Haruka. Uh oh.

Back to the corner she covered herself with ehr arms and stood there, red all over for al ong time. What was she supposed to do? Haru had her towel...and if she went to get it, she'd see her, and if she asked for it, she'd still see her. She'd have to put her wet clothes back on, but...that was weird. She told herself to stop being a chicken.

"H-Haru-sama," she didn't notice when the higher honorific sounded more correct than -san, "M-my towel...could you put it over the door? Um...d-don't look at me..."

It was weak to say that, she knew very well the other student would and very much could look if she wanted to. She did her best to make sure her arms and hands covered the important bits, but looking like a wet pup cowering in the corner like this was also pretty adorable to the right set of eyes. She wasn't trying to make herself irresistible, but...


(skipping...because i can, you can fill in this part)

She snatched the towel quickly and hid her body behind the white cotton. But she had an order to obey at this point, she was to approach Haru, the girl who was torturing her, the one who hit her. Clutching the towel, she did so, looking away red faced. In the towel, the blush was more visible on her chest, though not as deeply flushed as it could be.

"So...what do you want...?" she asked shyly, nervously, standing near the relaxing redhead on the bench.

It had only been moments of a calm silence until she heard the soft spoken Kisumi speak up. Yet this time she didn't roll her eyes nor did she get annoyed with the girl, she had come to the conclusion to enjoy herself and she had suddenly became a different person. Well more or less that is. She sat up noting the girl had once again become a fidgeting nervous pup awaiting her treat she grabbed the towel she had unusually used as a pillow. She walked closer to the girl keeping her eyes on the girl's face after all Haruka isn't a pervert, a tease yes, pervert never.She handed the towel over making she to trace her thumb over the other girl's hand " Here you go my little rabbit."

She had left the spot close to the shower and for once had a shadow as she noted the girl had followed her, was she truly obeying what Haruka had asked of her?

Oh yes this will be fun.

She grabbed the girl by the waist pulling her to the lockers of which she leaned against. Switching the places of their bodies she trapped the girl, her smile was genuine now, she was having fun. " Oh Kiss-me with such an adorable name it is cruel of you not to allow me to act on what your name asks of me"

with a playful pout she acted her lips found their way to the boyish girls neck her hands tugged on the sides of the fluffy white fabric under them.

"Ah!" she let out a surprised squeak as she was pressed against the lockers, touched with only the towel separating Haru's fingers from her skin. One eye closed, she turned her face away from the redhead, she wanted to kiss her? No way Kisumi would say anything about that. If it was stolen, so be it, but she'd always sort of hoped to give her kiss away to Zuko though if the redhead took it, she couldn't say she'd really be angry. Did that make her a bad person?

What? The towel, the only thing keeping her from exposure was under attack-se could hardly register that however as the redhead's lips touched her neck. A breathy sound came from the pinkette and her hands spasmed slightly, making it hard to hold onto the towel.

"Hah-Haru-s-sama, why?" she closed her eyes, the hot feeling of lips making her heart race and her body tingle. It would be different if it was someone else, why was her body reacting this way? Zuko. Zuko. She imagined her perfect black hair and electric blue eyes, how angry she''d be, how she'd probably snap Haruka in two. "Nhah.." she grunted, trying harder to keep the towel, "Z-zuko," she whispered, in spite of her intense attraction to the invading red head, her heart was with thost blue eyes. EVen so, her body was sending out other signals.

As the towel fell she found her own body becoming hot she used her now freed hands to unbutton the top few buttons of her dress shirt. Until she hit the zipper she had only zipped up halfway. This gave the appearance of a boy's chest  only allowing a slight curve of her breast to be shown. She tightened her grip around one of Kisumi's hands raising it above the girl's head. She kissed playing around with nipping the others shoulder blades.

She was enjoying herself the soft spoken girl across her spoke again asking her why? Why do this , the truth ? it was fun, but why kisumi? She was attentive yes, That soft pink hair holding to the girls pretty boy face. Her other hand knew this as they traced through the purple eyed girl. Those eyes wavering as they looked upon Haruka's body not sure what to think.

Haruka was about to answer the girl, the husk of her voice came out making a sound that may scare or turn on someone, yet the rest of her words were lost as she heard another name other than her own. She thought of biting the girl her in anger, eyes had already narrowed. After all how dare Kisumi call her another name, Haruka was the one that was pleasuring her. The care she had for the girl infront of her was now lost she was upset again no longer calm. About to act on punishing the girl a thought came to her.

I can still play, i just have to change the game a bit.
 
" Zuko? is that your little crush my pup, if that is what you wish."

Haruka gripped Kisumi's hair tightly with in her hand yet gently laid a kiss on her cheek " Say my name my Kisumi i have been wishing for your lips to speak it for so long."

Doing her best to sound kind towards the girl, her free hand laid on the others cheek, the same that had been slapped, tracing her fingers over the pink haired girl's jaw. One her fingers found a appealing spot she gripped the jaw gently enough to be forceful. " I'm waiting.." 

Her grip tightened slightly making it clear she was impatent.

What? Suddenly everything changed and it did't long for the pinkette to catch on. Role play? Is that what this was? But she was still forceful, a reminder that she wasn't really in the fantasy, a teasing notion that now swam in her mind. She was just uncomfortable enough to be unable to think about the fantasy as a real thing...but...imagining if it was Zuko...if Zuko could talk to her like this...it would be nice.

"Ngh," And she had a moment to be embarrassed that Haruka pointed out her crush, sure it was pretty clear, but for some reason the fact that this person said it out loud made it feel like something to be ashamed of, though she'd never lie about having feelings for the special black haired femboy.

"Z-Zuko..." she said quietly, wishing that person was here right now. Would she be rewarded for saying the name? For playing along? For wishing the fantasy was real? Or punished? She was starting to panic, how far was Haruka going to go? She was a little scared, even as her body started to ache with a more powerful feeling. She closed her eyes, half wishing this wasn't happening, half wishing she didn't want it to continue, she said the name again, even more softly, unable to keep the fantasy of Zuko touching her from flooding her mind, if for only a moment, "Zuko..."

When her eyes opened, she wanted to resist, and feebly she tried, though it resulted in little more than her squirming under the other's grasp. "Y-you spoil me for her..." She said with shame, breaking the role play a little, though the statement could be ignored. Her belly was full of so many feelings. Who knew what would befall her yet?

The name was said again. This made Haru want the game to go on even more she pressed her body to the others figure. Her zipper and shirt had come undone with each heated moment. She was hungry for more of the little rabbit. Her hands glided down to the boyish figure of Kisumi holding her lower hips so that they were close. Her own hips moved in closing the gap as Haru's lips traced down.

Till the words of the other danced around ' You spoil me for her' This was what she wanted, to take the girl as her own, not just physically but mentally. This was her opportunity to have something all to herself to never share to never loose, but to have it her way she needed a little insurance. Haruka allowed her shirt and jacket slip away from her shoulders allowing only the one scar that painted her arm to show as she slipped her phone from the chest pocket. She held it hearing the snap of the photo being taken she slid it down to the bench not even tearing away for a moment. 

As she continued she spoke to the girl, her husked voice lathered in a new pride as the words left her lips " Say it again,say my name, say zuko and know that this is as close as i'll allow you to get to the real thing." 

nipping the ear of the one under her she continued with her seductive game each kiss slowed to a teasing speed as her hands tickled across kisumi's body, feeling each shiver as she did so.