Morning Showers
And whats to come from them


Next day Kouya couldn’t help but notice how their neighbours continued to stare and talk about them, of course Yamato brushed off the extra attention without much notice.

Catching the bits of the conversations weren’t helping much on solving the mystery.

“Oh my.”

“No wonder she’s always so tired?”

“Who wouldn’t be?”  

When the duo met up with their friends in their new high school, Kouya notice how everyone seemed to giggle whenever she yawned from the lack of sleep.

Kouya had always been the more modest of the two, especially when it came to sex. Yamato could see how clearly unaware Kouya was of how she expressed her pleasure. When ever Kouya climax she had a rather distracting habit of screaming Yamato’s name, naturally Yamato thought it was adorable and ridiculously sexy, the neighbours would have to disagree.

-Lunch-

“Oro, Sakagami-san you seem awfully tired.” Shinobu said while giggling.

“Well I was busy studying…” Kouya gave her classmate her standard answer and was puzzled by the redhead’s gleeful smile when Yamato approached the courtyard table.

“Kouya, have you missed me my little koneko-chan,” Yamato wrapped her arms around Kouya and pulled her into a tight hug.

“Yamato,” Kouya whispered and almost melted into Yamato’s arms. Thankfully for Kouya’s pride the word being, ‘almost’.

“Aieeeeee,” Rin squealed and started jumping up and down. “You guys are sooooo cute!!!”

“Do you have to be so fucking loud?!” Yunako sighed and shook her head at her crazy classmate.

Rin burst into tears while Shinobu scowled at Yunako. “You didn’t have to be such a prick to Rin-tama!”

Yamato grinned at their friends; she would always treasure that word. Their friends. The two of them could be together and for once, show it to the world. Back when they were still under Nagisa’s rein, Yamato was sent to a public school since she, as a sacrifice wasn’t worth as much. Thus shortening their already limited time together, always having to put up a guise as ‘casual acquaintances’ instead of lovers. It use to bother her a lot, having to deal with Nagisa’s unfair treatment, but every time she could hold Kouya’s body close to hers or feed her Fighter a piece of doughnut lessen the pain in her heart. Now there was no longer any Nagisa to constantly rebuke their actions or speech, so each moment together was cherished without having it shadowed by discretion.

The ending lunch bell broke into Yamato’s inner monologue, causing her to jump slightly.

“What’s wrong?” Kouya asked, giving their intertwine fingers a light squeeze.

“Nothing,” The blonde girl smiled and gave Kouya a peck on the lips and followed the rest of their classmates back into the school, “I don’t think anything can go wrong when I have you.”  
Kouya, while blushing crimson only shook her head then started to make her way to the school doors, “Sweet talker, don’t think just cause you said that we’re going to buy more doughnuts.”

Standing frozen to her spot Yamato groaned, must Kouya make everything depend on her beloved doughnuts? If Yamato still had her ears they would have flatten down and her tail would have stop swishing from side to side.

“Oi, that’s not what you promise!” Yamato shouted petrified after the retreating figure of her lover. “We always get doughnuts on Monday!”

-After school-

“Hey Kouya, if we go and have doughnuts today, I’ll tell you what our neighbours were gossiping about.”

“We were going to go anyways, but just tell me now.”

“You promise you won’t get mad?”

The blacked hair Fighter nodded her head. “Its nothing bad is it?” Kouya was beginning to have second thoughts about whatever Yamato wanted to tell her, if it was going to embarrass her, and mind you that isn’t hard at all, they are soooo not going for doughnuts.

Yamato leaned in close to Kouya “Well…you know you always tell me I mew when we are having sex.”

Kouya’s eyes widen to the size of Frisbees, almost afraid to know what else her lover was going to say. “Well you do…”

“Yes, I know, but have you notice you raise your voice when you climax?” Yamato was tempted to us used air quotes when she said ‘raise’, since shouted or our yelled would be a more appropriate word.

“I do not!” Kouya shook her head in disbelief, then she recalled the whispers in the morning, “Kami, I do don’t I?!”

Kouya ran through her memories of every time she and Yamato had been intimate with each other, how every time after their neighbours would have something to talk about them.

The Fighter’s face turned into multiple pretty shades of red once again.

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Yamato could be like a dog with a bone, more like a cat with a piece of string. The more her lover tried to be quiet, the more effort she gave to make Kouya’s wall crumble down, not that either of them would complain with the blued eye sacrifice renew vigour for pleasure. Lest to say, Yamato’s new favoured past time was to see if she could make Kouya scream her name in ecstasy.

~end~