Chapter 99: Kouta begins to understand.

I stare at Ruru who is pretending to work on her novel.  I know the difference between her actually working and not.  The key indicator is a lack of smoke bouncing off the monitor of her laptop.

“You really went and narrated it like that?”

“I thought it would be fun to see your reaction.”

“I’m surprised you didn’t say it was mine.”

“I’m not trying to cause you problems, Kouta-kun,  I’m just happy to be near you.”

…

My mother comes out of the room at that point, and she’s wearing something a little too relaxing.  It’s a nightgown, but… please save that for dad or a new lover you get, okay?

“Want a burger?” I ask her, pointing to the bag on the table. “Ruru’s already eaten.”

“Sure.  I’m a bit hungry now.”

She walks over to the table, and gives Ruru a kiss on the head and a hug.  “Is my cute little daughter-in-law hard at work?”

Ruru shakes her head.

“No.  I was just teasing Kouta-kun when his girlfriend had just come over, about to accuse him of cheating.  He did a great job handling it.” she says, finally starting one. Exhaling in my direction.

I wave it away.

“He’s going to head over to her place to get lucky, leaving us knocked up women behind, with no menfolk to love them, chiku chiku.”

“Then maybe we can have some fun of our own?” My mom says suggestively to her.

I can’t help but wonder what exactly that fun is… and I sure as hell hope it’s not anything strange.

“Have you eaten, Kouta?” Mom then asks me, as she unwraps her teriyaki chicken burger and digs in.

“Yeah.  I had mine when I ran into Shi-chan at the park near the Seven.”

Both of them look at me.

“She’s… having some difficulties.   I was talking with one of her friends, and Shi-chan… is a bit unsteady since our breakup.”

“What breakup?” Ruru asks. “That involved two consenting parties.”

Don’t rub it in.

“Ruru.”

“Are you going to bully your precious lily?  I’ll tell Hanako that papa is being mean to mama.  She’ll hate you!”

!$^@^%*!&(*!&*!%$^!#!

“That’s not fair!” I voice my discontent at her using my baby against me already.  Papa is a good guy, Hanako! Don’t listen to that jealous Loli-Mama.

“In love, everything is fair, Kouta-kun<3” Ruru kisses the air at me.

Mom mimics her air kiss at me, a bit of teriyaki juice on her chin.

“Also, who’s Hanako?”

“Our baby, if it’s a girl.  Otherwise Murai if it’s a boy.”

“Let’s hope for a boy then, I like the sound of Murai, it’s a strong masculine name.”

Those two easily overpower me with their feminine aspects.  But I’m not daunted by it!  Not anymore.  I won’t be so easily manipulated by them.

“Alright already, enough.  We were talking about Shi-chan, not the baby.”

“Right.  So, do you really think you can see her and not fall in love with her again?”

“Yeah, I know Shiho, and she’s a tough act to follow, so it only makes sense the daughter is the same, Kouta.”

“I’m just communicating with her by phone, and if it gets so bad that doesn’t work then I’ll hold her hand for a bit.  I’ll help her work her problems out.  But that’s it.  I have to take some responsibility, since Kanae didn’t let this work itself out earlier like it should have.” I explain.

“Kanae? What does she have to do with this?

“I remember it mom.  I remember that guy in your bed from years ago now.”

“...”

“I’m not judging you.  I’m just saying that what Kanae did stole two important memories from me. One was your infidelity to dad, and the other one was me promising to care for that girl no matter what.”

“And look at you now.”

“Grr… You don’t think I’m frustrated about it?  But I can’t… I can’t properly handle her mom.  Not even from the beginning.  Did you ever walk in and see Shiho fucking dad?”

“Yes.”

“Of course you… what?”  I pause as I processed what she just said a tad too late.

“Second floor bathroom in school.  I saw the whole thing.  It was incredible.  She was just … pure sex.  I was less angry he was fucking her and more angry I wasn’t invited in!” Mom says as she slaps the table with her hand. 

…

“You were supposed to say no.” I correct her.

“Sorry, but you made that assumption on your own, dear.  I would have been into it.” She says, telling me something I don’t want to know.

“Whatever.  Anyway, I got to see dad fucking her… and it got to me.  It gave me issues before we started dating.  Kanae took those issues and used them against me.  I’m not able to handle it.  I’m not comfortable knowing she’s had a bunch of partners before me, and might even have had one recently.   Hell, the person I went to meet earlier showed me one time from before we were dating, and this one had audio.  As she’s being fucked in a bathroom somewhere, probably at school, she’s calling my name out.  It’s … disturbing.”

“Did you sleep with her before Kanae hit you with the vase?”

“No, mom.  I had found her I believe right after she was brutally raped.”

“... that’s terrible!”

“I know.  The worst thing was that she asked me if I could have one thing in the world from her, what it would be.  I, being an asshole who was still mad at seeing her with dad, and also who knew from the rumor mill at school that she did that kind of thing, had asked for her virginity.”

“...”

“Yeah, so after she says it’s not possible, instead I ask her to be completely my woman.  And truth be told, she was exactly that.”

Ruru has stopped typing and is following our conversation.  Is there something she wants to say?

“Has it ever occured to you… nevermind.”

“No. Out with it.”

“Kouta-kun, you attract problematic women. But all of us feel that way, we are all completely your woman. Why not just … dive in?”

“?”

“Let’s look at the roster real fast.  You have Shi-chan, who is by your own words a delinquent, yes?  Drinks, Smokes, is madly in love with you.”

“Yes.”

“Then you have Kana-chan, who is pretty much the archetype you drew your taste in women from, right?  Drinks, Smokes, is crazy for you.”

“...”

“And then there is little me, yet I somehow fit in there too? I drink, and smoke… and I am so in love with you, I want to have your baby even if you won’t return my love.”

“...”

“Do you think Sakuraba-san is really any different?” Ruru attacks with a gut blow.

“!!!  Are you saying she’s like you all are?” I ask, upset at her logic.

“Yes. You just don’t see it.  I imagine Reiko has noticed it, right?”

“Mm… I think she’s putting on an act, but I don’t know the details.” Mom says after some thought.

“And if she is?” I ask Ruru.

“Then, how is she any different from us?  If she’s a flower, just bring her to the garden. We’ll all welcome her.”

“No.  There is no garden anymore!” I state clearly.

“Garden?” Mom asks aloud.

“It’s what we called our relationship.  It started with Nakada-san, then with Kana-chan, Kouta-kun had a flower on each arm.  Then I came into the picture, and if you have three flowers waiting to be watered and cared for, how is it not a garden?”  Ruru says succinctly.

“Any room for one more?” Mom asks jokingly.  It’s not funny though, since Sakuraba-san doesn’t want to share me.  I’m aware of her stance when I joked about making a new garden to her once before.

“Three was the maximum.” Ruru says, what Shi-chan cemented on.

“Then if you bring in someone, who leaves?” Mom asks.

“There is no garden, mom.” I reiterate.

“Knowing how it is with Kouta, It would be me or Kana-chan.  But that’s troublesome, because I happen to like Kana-chan.  I wouldn’t mind it, but Kouta would have to let me see her on the side from time to time if she goes.  I don’t think Sakuraba-san could give me what Kana-chan does.” Ruru says without hesitation. “Of course there was always Nacchan, but… Kouta could tell right?  Nacchan didn’t belong.  Because she wasn’t someone like us, someone that fit Kouta’s desire for women who need him.  To her you would have just been a plaything.  A one and done.”

“I… don’t want to listen to this.” I say, feeling uncomfortable about what she’s saying and the frightening accuracy of it.  If it’s true, then have I even gotten stronger?

“I’ll stop then.  But Kouta, will you ask her at least?  Find out if she’s brokenly in love with you, like we are?  If she is, I’ll be more accepting of your love with her.”

“I don’t need you to be…”

“It’s okay.  I’m not as hurt by you seeing her as Shi-chan is.  I’m always your mistress, when you need to be healed.”

“...”

She gets up from her computer to hug me again.

“Hanako wanted another hug.  She knows papa is hurting.”

…

Cruel.  Why are you cruel now, Ruru?  Where’s my loving Ruru at?

Mom joins us in a hug.

“Kizuna wants her Onii-san to know it’s okay too.”

…

I… have to ask her, don’t I?

sigh.  

Secretly enjoying the hugs from women who are basically my family now, yes, even my ‘sister-in-law’ Ruru, since mom has decided to treat her as such. I have to consider what implications are there, if Sakuraba-san is the same as Ruru says.

“Whether you like it or not, you are our caretaker.  It’s just the dynamic of the garden which has changed, Kouta-kun.  That’s all.”

…

After a troubling conversation, I decided to leave those two alone, correct or not, and visit Sakuraba-san at her house.  The person who answered the door was her little sister, Chikako.

“It’s Kouta-onii-chan!  Here to get it on with Onee?”

…

“It’s okay.  She was hoping you’d come.  Onee really likes you.  I think you are okay too.”

“Thanks…?  Glad to know I’m not disliked.”

“She’s in the bedroom, waiting.”

“Can I ask you something… privately?”

“Yes.  I’ll sleep with you too.”

“...”

“Just kidding!”

“Please be careful joking about that. You are cute like your sister, if I was a bad person… actually, that’s what I wanted to ask.  Is your sister really a good girl?”

“What kind of question is that?”

“Just one I’d like to hear your opinion of.”

“If it was anyone other than Kouta-onii-chan, then maybe.  But she’s got it bad for you.  So when you are in the picture… she isn’t as good a girl as she should be.  In fact, I imagine she really wants to be a bad girl for you, in every kind of way.”

..

Ruru…  were you possibly… right?

I have only this thought as the cute younger sister with a small smattering of freckles and long blue hair with blue eyes, and fair skin lets me pass by her, and head towards the room of my lover, Ume.

I knock on her bedroom door, and it is already ajar, it slides open, and Ume is sitting on her bed, happy to see me.

“Kouta, right on time.”

“Ume, can we have a talk?”

Her face drops.

“Don’t be upset, it’s nothing bad.  I actually want to know you a little better.  Deepen our relationship more, if that’s alright with you?”  I say to her.  I have to get her to drop her guard or act, if there is one.

I close the door behind me, and sit next to her on the bed.  Saying that I wanted to ‘deepen our relationship’ more, brought that smile right back on her face damn near instantly.

Though I said I wanted to talk, it devolved immediately into her sitting on my lap, and us kissing for a long time.  I put my hand on her breasts, and fondled her, and it only made the kissing more intense.  My son likes her.  I like her.  So it’s only inevitable what comes next.

“Ume.  You are really a bad girl, aren’t you?”  I say with no factual basis. She has never shown me that she is.

She freezes.

“No, Kouta.  I’m a very good girl.”

“I know, that’s why I want you to tell me.  I want to accept the bad girl you are too.”

She climbs off of me.

“What is this?”  She says defensively.

“I’m a fucked up person, Ume.  There’s no way we’re compatible if you aren’t too.  I’m not upset, or mad or anything.  Like I said, I’m here to deepen our relationship.  That can only happen when I know my Ume is also like me.”

“Kouta. I told you already, I’m a good girl.”

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“I believe you.” I say with no malice.  So I hug her once more, and head to her bedroom door, opening it, as I plan to leave.  If she stops me, then it’s a lie.  I will have the truth, or I will leave.

…

I make it to the front door, before I hear her tell me to stop.

“Are you leaving?”

“Yes.  I only came to find out if you were or not.  Since you are a good girl, I won’t dirty you anymore.”

I open the front door and move to leave.

“Wait.  Please wait… okay. Okay… I’m… “

I close the door.

Then I walk back to her, put my arm around her, and move her into the bedroom once more.

“I want you to tell me about the bad Ume.  While I make love to you.”

Her face is tense.  I help that along by kissing her along the neck and cheek, all the way to her mouth, as I help her undress.

“You aren’t lying to me?” She says.

“Have I given you a reason?  I have evidence that says you are, but I chalked that up to trust.  Now I’m asking you directly, to confirm to me our compatibility.  I want to love you, but I am a fucked up person.  I love fucked up women, and the very root of how I find love is fucked up.  Are you fucked up?” I ask as I slide my hand into her panties, and search for the place I know she wants me to touch.

She’s not sitting on my lap, we are standing near her bed.  I am fingering her, waiting for an answer.

“Kouta… I’m fucked up.”

“Good.  Tell me all about it.”

I push her onto the bed, and remove her panties.  I proceed to go down on her, as she spills her wickedness to me.

“I… have been crazy for you since middle school.  I … mas..turbate to you taking me in all kinds of ways.”  she admits as I give her a pleasureable lick.

Hearing this, I work my magic with all my skil, but not before saying “That’s not all, tell me everything.”

So.. she does.

As I insert two fingers into her, and work her from outside and in, she tells me what I want to hear.

“I tried to get you as a boyfriend back then, and.. went to your house.  I was going to sleep with you, but your crazy sister kissed me.”

I remember that.  That was Ume!?

“I.. had.. more than a crush on you.  You were the only one who was nice to me.  I wanted it to be more.   I… wasn’t any good though.  I ran away and couldn’t face you.  The next year, I stopped wearing a wig and contacts, I became the real me…  Then I pursued you, but you were just only being friendly with me.  All those study sessions in the library… all the time we spent as friends… I wanted to be more.  I wanted you Kouta… I wanted you to be mine and only mine.”

I see.  So it was like that.  I couldn’t figure it out from her signals.  I was still such an unsure insecure virgin.  I couldn’t pick up on it.

She says nothing further until she comes.   Then I remove my mouth from her pussy and reach into my pocket and fish out the three condoms which I have, that were chained together in their packaging.  I pull one off and open it, sliding it along the length of my son.

I put myself between her legs, and I entered her.

“What else? I ask.  How badly damaged is my beloved Umeko?  Tell me, let me know what I have to give all my broken love to.”

I fuck her.  I hold her legs up and I plow away at her hole, voraciously.  

“Kouta… I want you in me…”

“I am in you.”

“This bad Ume wants Kouta inside of her…”

I pull out and she reaches down between her legs, and pulls the tip of my condom off.

“I’m a bad girl, but I’m your bad girl…”

“Ume is mine?”

“Yes… I’m yours.”

I shove my son in her raw.  The sublime wetness of this bad little girl’s pussy is refreshing.  I let my son soak up what an evil little bitch she really is.

“So, my Ume wasn’t a virgin, even though she loves me.  I’m used to it.  Tell me how you lost it.  How bad a girl were you to lose it instead of saving it for me?”

Thank god I play Eroge.  Without it, my naughty dialogues would not be nearly as convincing.  Ume might just be a yandere type.  I don’t think she fits the childhood friend route, though that might have been what she was playing at.  It would explain the app she put on my phone that I noticed on day one, and the picture with accusation.

There is no doubt Ruru had seen it for what it was.

“I… my mother… she is a hostess.  One day… she had a client who wanted someone… younger.   Mother provided me to him.  I… did stuff.  But only the one time.  I could have said no, I might have been able to turn it down… but I did it.  I did it to find out what it was like…”

Hearing her confess should have made me shrink, yet, I was as hard as ever.

“And… did you like it?  Did you get fucked by some dirty ugly old man…?”

“He wasn’t ugly… but he was a dirty man.  He was some corporate guy… he was kind at first, until he got me naked… he started gentle, then got real rough.”

“Like this?”

I start pounding away at her pussy, I can hear her making eek-ing noises as I aim for the sides of her cervix and hit the walls of her inner vagina.

“Yes… like that… oohhh Kouta…  I’m a bad girl… I’ve done bad things… but my love for you is re….aaaaa..lllll….<3”  She crunches up again, and nearly snaps my son in half.  She’s holding on to my arms which are around her legs and holding on to her hips.

I try and fuck through it anyway, it’s become super tight and hard to move, yet I do it, I just have to move slowly.

“Kouta… can you... still love... this... bad girl?”  She says through ragged breaths.

“It only makes me love you more, knowing you are broken like me.”

“Kouta<3”

She relaxes the tension inside of her, and I resume with long heavy strokes.  I get to the point and my son starts throbbing.

“What do bad girls get?” I asked her.

“Punished… bad girls get punished…”

“Good.  Then I will punish you… with my love!”

“Yes… please… punish me… inside…” she gasps.

I pound away, and she is just rasping air.  

“I’m going to make you my real woman now.”

“Kouta… give me it…”

“Is it a safe day?”

“I don’t know… I don’t… care!  Ume is a bad girl who doesn’t care!”

And there we go.

“HNGH  AAAH~~”

I shoot it out inside of her.  It felt like a volcano erupting, and my sticky magma coated her insides, as the lava would be ready to pour out once I removed my plug.

I pull it out, and a small stream of white fluid heads from her pocked down to her asshole.

I lay next to her on her bed, and hold her in my arms.  My mouth is near her ears, and so I whisper what I need to know from her… the criteria Ruru mentioned.

“So… you are crazy for me, that’s one.  What about the other two?  Do you drink and smoke as well, have you been hiding that from me?”

She panics for a moment.

“I… don’t… drink alcohol.  I don’t like it… mom does it and it makes her mean.  I don’t want to be like that.   I’m a good(bad) girl...”

I shape her body into mine, making a double crescent as I overlay my free arm onto hers, and intertwine our fingers palm over palm. The smell I wondered about made sense now, though the scent from her hair smells floral.

“Did you shower before I came over?”

“You could tell?”

“I like it.  I love all kinds of flowery scents.  Yours is no exception.”

“I wasn’t lying.  I don’t know if today is a safe day.”

“Then I’ll take responsibility.”

“You will?”

“Only if you want me to.”

“I won’t worry then.  So… it’s okay?  I was really scared.”

“I love you, Umeko.  Be my flower.”

“Your flower?”

“Yes.   Every woman I will ever love is as beautiful and precious a flower.  Then.. since we have Ume from Umeko, that would make you my Apricot blossom. “

“Ha ha ha.”

“Why are you laughing.”

“Those make me sneeze so bad when they bloom.  It’s terrible you want to call me that.”

“Then it’s perfect.  I have given such a bad name to my bad girl.”

“Kouta, I’m crazy for you…”

“I know.  You will learn how crazy that will be in the future.  You will also hate me too, and I will love you all the more for it.”

“My love is just as dangerous.”

“Just remember, if you kill me, I can’t bring you to heaven.”

“Then don’t give me a reason to.”

“Denied.  I’m going to drive you crazy, and won’t let you resist me.”

“<3”

The pillow talk was nice.  My son got his second wind, and we did some more. The first one was business, the second one was responsible pleasure.  I used a condom.  I ended up discarding it in the trash.  That left one more, but I was tired out, so I put it back in my pocket.

It was getting up there in time, and I should have been going.  When I did, I saw a person coming in the door.  Oh, it’s Ume’s mother.  The distinguished color of her eyes, hair, and age, made it no question of who she was.

“Oh.  … Kawamura-kun, right?”

“Yes.  Pleasure to meet you again.”

“Did you want to stay for dinner?”

“I’m sorry, I’m actually on the way out.”

“A pity.  You look delicious.”

!

“Perhaps another time?”

“I’ll look forward to it.”

I escaped the house.  The vibes I got from her… were strange.

Knowing what I know about Ume now… I need to consider my next steps carefully.  The main question is… do I want another garden?  Somehow it seems possible, when it has no business of being so.

Is it my luck?

ping!

[Hime  (1)

Come see me.  Studio.]

Kanae?  I see.  It’s been about a month.  It might be good to hear you scream again.  My heart wants to scream too… will you listen to mine?

(Secret 75:  Kouta began to earnestly plan how to rebuild the garden in his home.  Kouta and Kanae would end up breaking the lease for the apartment at the end of the month.)

-----Hidden PoV Extra: Sakuraba Umeko-----

“Good, she’s asleep.” I say to my imouto before she readies what she recorded.

“Onee-chan… was what you said true…?” she asks me with concern.

“Every word of it.” I said truthfully.  I did not speak a single lie to Kouta.   

“Mom really did that to you?”

“I hated it, but yes, she did.  In the end, I’m glad. I could be a bad girl and compatible with him because of it.”

“Should I do it if mom makes me?”

“That’s up to you.  You aren’t crazy like I am. Is there a boy you like?”

“...yes...”

“Give it to him.  It will mean so much more to you than some suit.  Also, Chikako, don’t forget to use protection, until you find the right one.”

I hand her over the tied up condom which Kouta left in my wastebasket.

“Be careful with it, but don’t say I never gave you anything.”

“I won’t sis.  Thanks.  The file is on the cloud.  You can watch it anytime.”

I open my phone, and load the shared storage I share with my sister.

I watch me be accepted completely by him.

I am his woman… his flower now.

“A pu ri co tto?” I wonder, “Apricot.”  It sounds better without the katakana.  I want him to call me it in English.

I get the feeling, the first one in a long time, that I might not be completely in control.

I don’t hate it.

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