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Don't Stand So Close (Chapter 2)

Thu, 28 Aug 2025 20:29:11 GMT

Title: Don't Stand So Close (Chapter 2)
Rating: Explicit
Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Category: F/F

Fandom: King of Fighters

Relationships: Alba Meira/Kusanagi (King of Fighters)
Characters: Kusanagi (King of Fighters), Alba Meira, Soiree Meira

Summary:

Kusanagi was bored. So, she decided to stretch out and go for some hunting. For the better or worse, she’ll encounter one redhead, but maybe not exactly the one she expects...

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Meanwhile, one redhead is awakened by someone rolling on her side and pulling away the blanket. Looks like it’s gonna be a long night...

Even with her shut eyes, Alba can now feel someone crawling on top of her and adding weight on her chest.

However, she only takes a deep breath and exhales while patiently waiting to see how this not-so-light-weighted fellow is up to.

But now, Alba’s sleep demon removes the blanket from her and corners her.

Even when she feels how Kusanagi leans close to her and her shaky breathing against her, Alba allows her to do as she pleases and hopes that it’ll get her to leave her alone.

A few moments later, for better or worse, her theory was correct.

Now, the brunette withdraws her face from hers and removes her arms from her.

Unfortunately, something is very off, and the struggling above her, along with rustling clothes, is one of the signs.

Now, she opens her eyes and sighs. “What a trouble-maker...”

Without a second thought, Alba stretches her arm and turns on the night lamp while the rustling clothes are getting tossed on the ground.

Finally, the creature of the night that was disturbing her peaceful slumber is revealed, and it is making trilling noises at her.

“Oh, you’re awake? Well, that saves me the trouble.” The tanned brunette comments with no sense of shame and fixating eyes on her partner.

That’s right, at that moment, Kusanagi, in all her full naked glory, sits on Alba’s chest like a bored feline and rests her hands on her chest while her arms cover her bust and privates.

Although something else catches the redhead’s attention. That scar across Kusanagi’s chest, as if it were left by a ferocious beast’s claws, only makes the brunette even more of a stray.

Just as the brunette grasps her partner’s purple silk pajama shirt, she is stopped by Alba’s strict voice. “Kusanagi? What are you doing?”

Surely, from Kusanagi’s strangely drunk look on her face, Alba realizes her true intentions.

The brunette blissfully narrows her gaze and replies in a purring-like tone. “Isn’t it obvious? So, why don’t you just relax and leave it to me?~”

However, such an attitude makes Alba close her eyes and frown.

After opening them, she keeps a serious look on her face. “Stop. You are drunk. Put your clothes on and go to sleep.”

“How scary~” The brunette chuckles.

As her crimson eyes glow, she adds in a deeper tone. “You’re cute if you think that I’ll ever get drunk.”

After she climbs off her partner, Kusanagi turns her head to Alba and smirks. “Watch me.”

Meanwhile, Alba only half sits and observes the brunette approaching the desk, where a nearly full bottle of whiskey rests, like a huntress cat.

After roughly grabbing the bottle by its neck, Kusanagi returns to her side and taunts her. “What’s wrong? Ya think that I gonna get you drunk? Don’t make me laugh.”

When she sits close to the redhead, she opens the bottle. “As if I gonna share such a good thing with you~ Besides, that won’t be fair if you’ll be more sensitive and give up sooner.”

Lastly, before taking a sip, she adds. “Watch me.”

Of course, the redhead immediately holds onto a bottle and warns her. “I don’t know what you are trying to prove, but put it down.”

However, Kusanagi only rests her palm on Alba’s hand and strokes it without removing her sparkling eyes from her. “Let me show you something ‘cos it’s what makes me better than that good-for-nothing Kyoko.”

Thus, the tanned brunette greedily swallows gulp after gulp of the amber-colored liquid as it is nothing more than water.

After emptying half of the bottle in no time, Kusanagi wipes her mouth with her elbow and places it on the nightstand.

“Are you happy now?” The redhead raises her eyebrow while keeping a straight face.

Kusanagi only delightfully smiles and explains. “You know, by this amount alone, even that pathetic girl, whom That Woman with purple flame is obsessed can be weakened, but me? The worst thing it’ll do to me is nicely warming my belly. So, if you thought that you can get me drunk, that’s too bad~”

“Is that all you wanted to tell me?” Alba asks her.

Instead of saying anything else, Kusanagi holds her wrists, pushes the redhead on the bed, and sits on top of her.

Even when the brunette is busy unbuttoning her shirt, Alba remains calm. “You are really into it, aren’t you?”

Kusanagi only cracks a smile, and with one sudden movement, exposes her partner’s chest. “If you hate it so much, why don’t you just push me away?”

But at the moment, she bites her lip and purrs without removing her eyes from Alba’s well-sculptured, muscular body and rather large breasts.

Hell, the tanned brunette comments while the flames of impatience burn in her eyes. “Damn, you’re so fucking ripped~ I wonder if those are also pecs or just silicons.”

After closing her eyes and shakily respiring, she adds while panting. “This is gonna be soo much fun seeing someone like you making the lewdest face and beg~”

Despite Kusanagi behaving like nothing more than a cat in heat and being toyed with by her, Alba remains unfazed.

When the redhead holds her partner’s hips, she gently addresses her. “You won’t take no for an answer, right? Then let’s switch places first.”

“No way! I’m the one who’s gonna hold you. So, leave the rest to me and let me take care of you, you idiot.” Kusanagi immediately objects with an indignant look on her face.

In the end, seeing that it’s easier to argue with a brick wall than with her partner, Alba only turns her head and sighs. “Do as you please. But it would be better if you just listen to me.”

The brunette only holds Alba’s hands and removes them from her hips.

Now, she lies on her and rests her elbows on her partner’s chest while slowly blinking.

While observing Alba’s indifferent face, Kusanagi is tracing her partner’s chest with her finger. “C’mon, don’t be shy~ I just wanna give you the best service ever.”

For now, Kusanagi places her palms on Alba’s cheeks and brings her face close. “So, watch me ‘cos I’m gonna wipe that stone face of yours in seconds.”

Lastly, the brunette shakily closes her eyes and hesitates for a while.

Are you kidding me? Alba rolls her eyes at such timid behavior.

Despite the itch to pull this girl into a kiss and roll her on her back, she decides to give Kusanagi as much time as she needs.

Finally, the brunette slides her palm down to her partner’s throat and pulls her into an innocent kiss.

As she withdraws her face, Kusanagi explains with a thrilled look. “You know, I don’t usually do this, so consider yourself special.”

When she rests her palms on Alba’s chest, she pushes herself to sit up.

Even when she arches her back and kneads her partner’s breasts, she enjoys every second of it and comments without containing her excitement. “Whoa, so, those are a real thing~ But wish they were more softer.”

However, it seems the redhead keeps the same straight face, which slowly gets on Kusanagi’s nerves, making her lower her head and silently growl. “You…”

Lifting her head, the brunette mischievously smiles while delirious flame sparks in her eyes. “Then how about this?”

When Kusanagi closes her eyes and deeply breathes, she concentrates the body heat into her palms.

Meanwhile, Alba becomes alert at the rising heat on her chest, which even penetrates through her muscles and reaches her ribcage. At this point, it might be no different from getting stabbed by the heathen metal.

On the other hand, her partner’s reaction makes the tanned brunette grin like the Cheshire cat while sliding her hot palms down her waist. “You know, unlike that crybaby, I can use my flame to its full potential.”

Moving her hands upward, she casually explains. “Yeah, it can boil anyone from inside, but we’re not interested in that, are we? So, I gonna show you some other uses of it.”

When she starts massaging Alba’s breasts, she addresses her in an aroused voice. “It feels good, doesn’t it?~”

Seeing the redhead’s mildly grimacing face and containing her groaning certainly sends pleasant shivers down Kusanagi’s spine.

Hell, the brunette even closes her eyes and softly moans at this sensation while continuing to bully her partner like this.

Meanwhile, it doesn’t take long enough for Alba to get used to this burning sensation on her upper body.

Besides, it’s not the worst thing, but certainly something that she least imagined happening during sex, if you can call such a poor display that. So, at least for that, she can praise this girl for originality. Or so such a thought makes the redhead chuckle.

More so, if it helps Kusanagi to get off, then so be it. Or so Alba convinces herself while watching the brunette now giving attention to her abs and lewdly respiring.

Another detail that catches her attention is that the blanket is slowly damped by the dripping of Kusanagi’s love juice.

Lifting her eyes, Alba can also swear that she can see the tiny hearts in the brunette’s eyes.

Surely, these details alone make her sigh and hope that it will be over soon.

Speaking of which, the dimmed heat from Kusanagi’s palms and this girl sitting down while her chest bloats confuse Alba.

The redhead pushes herself using her elbows and half sits up. “What’s wrong? Did you get tired?”

While a lovely shade of pink dyes Kusanagi’s cheeks, she delightfully smiles and shamelessly confesses. “Seeing your pathetic face and hearing your sexy sighs turned me on, you know. However, it’s not enough. Not only when I make you moan like the little slut you are~”

Certainly, it’s the first time that one of her partners refers to her as that. More so, it makes even the reserved woman like Alba chuckle. “Isn’t that a bit too big a claim? Come. It’s my turn now.”

However, Kusanagi immediately argues while making a mildly annoyed face. “What turn? I told you that I’ll make you feel good. But since I’m so kind tonight, I’ll let you pick. So, which one is it – mouth or fingers?”

After thinking for a moment, the redhead gives her answer. “You’re sure a persistent fellow, Kusanagi. Then I’ll pick your mouth if that may keep you quiet.”

Leaving her partner’s side, Kusanagi walks to the edge of the bed while watching the redhead turn away.

After sitting on her knees, the tanned brunette rests her clenched palms on her lap while impatiently staring at Alba removing her pajama pants and underwear.

Although the redhead has to admit it, it’s entertaining to observe this adorable creature sitting on her knees like waiting for her master’s command with such big crimson eyes that try to scare her.

Perhaps if Kusanagi lasts long enough, she may let the brunette taste her own medicine and show her in the mirror how goddamn cute she looks when someone plays with her nipples or pussy. On the other hand, that might be too much for such a girl to handle.

However, the redhead’s thoughts are disrupted by someone sinking her fingers into the flesh of her thighs.

Looking down, Alba has a hard time containing her laughter at Kusanagi’s frustrated look.

“Oi, what kind of perverted stuff are you thinking about? Ya know, be glad that I didn’t bite you.” The brunette frowns at her.

Alba only exhales and starts stroking Kusanagi’s hair. “Sorry. But I was thinking what an adorable little creature I’ve picked tonight.”

“Don’t make fun of me, else I’ll roast to death, you stupid idiot.” The brunette murmurs and brushes her partner’s hand away.

Meanwhile, despite being unable to take Kusanagi seriously, Alba only watches her swallow the saliva and warns her. “You better don’t come yet ‘cos you are not going anywhere until I’m done with you. Even if you’re gonna pass out on me, I’ll use my flame to keep you awake.”

You don’t need to worry about that... The redhead thinks.

Lastly, Kusanagi opens her mouth and sticks out her wet tongue before putting it to a better use.

Even when the brunette is ferociously licking her pussy, Alba only indifferently observes her.

More so, the only thing that manages to get a slightly different reaction from the redhead is making her roll her eyes and think how silly Kusanagi looks by making these loud slurping noises while fixating her eyes on her.

What a messy eater... Alba wonders as Kusanagi’s tongue works around her clitoris.

But for now, while the brunette has switched the tactic and now passionately makes out with her privates, Alba’s mind wanders somewhere else already. Perhaps I should have turned the TV on...

Besides, even once this is over, she may still have a few or a couple of hours of sleep before preparing for tomorrow’s meeting. But it’s still surprising that a little, scared animal like this poor creature was something that she could have never predicted.

She is certain that tomorrow morning might be the last time she can see Kusanagi. However, she may still miss the brunette for a while. But it cannot be helped then… After all, she is not a teenager who could skip classes because of some girl who would forget about her.

But for now, Alba checks on Kusanagi and notices that now she makes lewd whimpering noises and digs her nails into the redhead’s flesh.

“Are you done yet?” Alba asks while Kusanagi is busy with her tongue exploring her insides.

Surely, it’s enough for the brunette to withdraw her wet face from her privates and look at her with such unsatisfied eyes.

“At least help yourself.” The redhead lowers her gaze at Kusanagi, rubbing her slippery legs closely, and sighs.

However, the brunette only gives a strangely sleepy look and chuckles. “Why? I’m good. Besides, judging from your pussy is crying, you will cum any moment now~”

Instead of arguing with this stubborn girl, Alba only bends and picks Kusanagi by her armpits and slowly lies on her back while wrapping her arms around the brunette.

Surely, such an unexpected move bewilders the brunette. “Th- THE FUCK YOU’RE DOING?! PUT ME DOWN!”

Finally, when Kusanagi rests her head against her partner’s breasts, she hears a strict command. “Turn around.”

Suddenly, the brunette’s heart skips a beat, and she can feel how mere words in such a tone managed to touch every single cell in her body. Surely, the least she expected was to be breathtaking by some stupid woman.

No matter how she wanted to object to it, Kusanagi sniffs and decides to follow the orders while mumbling not the kindest words.

As soon as the brunette’s face reaches her partner’s privates, she hears another command. “Lift your butt, okay?”

“Don’t tell me what to do, you idiot.” Kusanagi turns her head and argues without being aware of her blushing face.

A moment later, she does what she has been told to and lowers her gaze. “Are you happy now?”

Enjoying the delightful view in front of her, Alba smiles. “You can say so. But why don’t you continue where you left?”

“You stupid woman…” Kusanagi murmurs as she turns her head and spreads her partner’s legs.

Just as she is about to go pearl diving, the brunette makes a lewd cry.

Apparently, Alba instantly slipped her fingers into Kusanagi’s unsuspecting pussy, making her partner loudly meow.

Surely, it makes Kusanagi turn her head and whimper while making such an angered face. “You… The fuck are you doing?”

However, Alba only chuckles and continues moving her fingers. “Look. I put them in without any effort. But it’s impressive how you are this wet without even touching yourself.”

While shakily leaning on her elbows, Kusanagi lowers her head while shivering and moaning. “You… You stupid fucker~… Ahh~… Nyaah~ Fuck…”

It doesn’t help her either that while the redhead’s fingers are assaulting her, she hears these erotic wet noises each time her fingers move inside her, which only further humiliates her.

“You poor thing… You must be still hungry if you are drooling that much. However, I wouldn’t mind to have an early breakfast either.” The redhead teases her while pleasuring her partner.

That’s it! It is the final drop of the tanned brunette’s patience, and she takes it as a thrown challenge at her. Neither can she allow her pride to be beaten like this by some arrogant woman.

After gathering strength and throwing away her remaining dignity, Kusanagi declares at the top of her lungs. “TWO OF US CAN FUCKING DO THIS, YOU STUPID BITCH!”

Thus, she sinks her face into the redhead’s groin and, with such primal passion, starts eating her out like her life depends on it.

Meanwhile, Alba can barely keep her poker face when her partner is that determined. Although she secretly admires this side of the brunette.

“You sure are something else, Kusanagi. But it was already over before you even started.” The redhead says before closing her eyes and bringing her face close to her partner’s defenseless bottom.

While her mouth is busy working on Kusanagi’s pussy, her fingers play with her clitoris.

Now, Kusanagi digs her fingers into Alba’s thighs while the pleasant electricity is sent down her spine.

Despite drowning in pleasure and close to reaching her limits, her pride refuses to give up, not until she sends this woman to the seventh heaven.

Unfortunately, Kusanagi makes one last ecstatic moan before her body harshly collapses on the redhead.

Meanwhile, Alba is alerted by Kusanagi squirting with such force, and her nectar hits her face. Neither is she fast enough to block it with her palm, while even her shoulders and part of her hair have become sticky wet.

In the end, the redhead’s face and her chest are covered in a large amount of Kusanagi’s emissions to form a small puddle on her mound. In this case, she won’t be surprised that even the bedsheets may not be spared.

However, to her surprise, even while Kusanagi’s fingers twitch, the brunette manages to say while catching for breath. “Not yet… We’re… We’re not fucking done yet.”

The brunette shakily forces herself to get up, but utterly fails a few times in a row, making her punch the mattress. “No… FUCK!”

After carefully removing her partner from her body and resting her on the mattress, Alba leans closer to Kusanagi, lying on her stomach. “Hey, are you okay?”

Just as she is about to touch the tanned brunette’s shoulders, she immediately withdraws her palms.

“DON’T TOUCH ME, YOU FREAK!” Kusanagi howls without facing her partner.

Noticing the brunette sobbing and her shoulders trembling, Alba sits up and softens her gaze. “What’s wrong?”

However, instead of a clear answer, she only hears the brunette saying something gibberish and her wiping her face and nose with her elbow.

After a long, intense pause, Kusanagi manages to half lie with a hung head and wipes the salty tears. “I’m leaving.”

Having no clue what is causing the brunette’s outrage, the redhead tilts her head. “Did I do anything wrong?”

“Stop making fun of me! Haven’t you had enough already? You’re cruel...” Kusanagi replies in a gloomy tone.

After biting her lower lip as hard as she can, she hugs herself. “First, it was That Woman with the purple flame marked me, and then she refused to face me because she is obsessed with that good-for-nothing, lousy loser. And now? Now it’s you, you idiot… I fucking hate you.”

While Alba watches Kusanagi crawling into the corner of the bed and wrapping herself in a blanket, she keeps a calm exterior and asks. “Then what did I do to you?”

“Go away. I don’t wanna see you ever again.” The brunette growls from her cocoon.

Surely, when her partner refuses to talk to her, it manages to frustrate even someone like this redhead, but she understands that lashing out at this poor creature is not an option.

After taking a deep breath, she gets closer to this shut-in cocoon and sits next to her. “I’m sorry, but I can’t read your mind. So, you have to tell me what’s wrong.”

“Why didn’t you push me away if you were that grossed out by me?” Kusanagi asks and sniffs before blowing her nose into the blanket.

It’s going to be a long night, isn’t it? Alba wonders. A moment later, she uses gentler talk. “I don’t understand you. Why do you think like that?”

“Even your body hated it, that it refused to react. You are worse than That Woman. Far worse that unlike her, I don’t wanna chase after you!” Kusanagi confesses and seemingly breaks into tears again.

Finally realizing the reason behind these tears, Alba hugs this trembling blanket mountain and presses what she assumes is Kusanagi’s head against her chest. “Please don’t cry. I’m not sure how to say this so that you would get it, but you did a good job and made me come.”

“You’re lying. You’re lying with a straight face.” The brunette instantly objects.

Surely, arguing about sex in the middle of the night wasn’t on her schedule, but it seems that she has to play along with this girl. Or so Alba realizes and facepalms.

Now, she closes her eyes and patiently explains. “No, you did, even if it’s not how I usually prefer doing it. So, stop beating yourself over it. Not sure if that could help you, but you’re the first girl whom I let carry on like this.”

After a long pause, Kusanagi sticks her head out from the blanket and averts her gaze. “If I find out that it’s a lie, I gonna boil you, but for real this time, got it?”

Releasing her from the hug, the redhead shrugs her shoulders. “Sure. Why not? If that makes you any happier.”

After exhaling, she adds. “But why don’t you take a shower or a bath while I’ll take care of this and get you some water?”

“You better not peek, got it?” Kusanagi removes the blanket and leaves the bed.

Thus, after picking up her pajamas and underwear, still naked, Kusanagi rushes to the bathroom, leaving the redhead alone.

After a couple of hours, Alba returns from the bathroom while wearing a silk bathrobe and pajamas.

But for now, after walking to the closet and hanging the bathrobe, she turns her head and notices Kusanagi peacefully slumbering with a nearly kicked-out blanket from her.

Surely, you look like a completely different person when you are asleep, Kusanagi. Maybe even more adorable than when you’re awake. The redhead wonders and lowers her shoulders.

Soon enough, she climbs onto the bed and carefully crawls toward the brunette.

Meanwhile, Kusanagi’s sudden body twitching makes the redhead withdraw from her.

Fortunately, Kusanagi’s strong reaction like this doesn’t last long, and now, while her eyelids are twitching, she makes chattering noises and grips the bedsheet.

The redhead only sighs and leans closer to her. “You poor thing, what are you fighting this time?”

While Kusanagi starts groaning, Alba gives in to the temptation to stroke her hair.

It seems that slowly but steadily, it calms the brunette, who just murmurs something before licking her lips, and her face finally relaxes.

Are you sure you are not a cat? The redhead sighs and covers her partner and herself under the blanket.

In the end, Alba closes her eyes and gently whispers. “Good night and rest well, Kusanagi.”

Some time has passed, and one tanned brunette finally starts waking up.

After sitting up, she stretches her arms and widely yawns like a cat.

When she opens her eyes, she realizes that it wasn’t a dream, and she is not in the storage with her girls.

After looking around, she lowers her head and rubs her nape. So, I did sleep with that cold and senseless woman, huh? Who could have known that she would ditch me and leave me to pay her bill?

The brunette shakes her head and cracks a fake smile. “You are cruel.”

But for now, she turns her head and notices something large left on the desk.

“The hell?” Kusanagi raises her eyebrow and murmurs.

When she lazily leaves the bed and approaches the desk, she notices a red travel bag with black corners. More so, there’s a note on top of it.

Of course, without hesitation, she inspects it while being genuinely surprised at the first lines.

Good morning, Kusanagi.

How are you feeling? Hopefully, you haven’t forgotten to drink something and have breakfast before you go. And sorry that I couldn’t stay with you a bit longer, but work is work. So, I hope you will understand.

“HUH? The hell is that? Y-you stupid…” The brunette briefly averts her gaze, but she continues reading it.

Anyway, I’ve packed you some clothes along with other items that would be useful for you. So please do not steal anything from my hotel room. And rest assured, I’ve paid for your stay and breakfast. So, you don’t owe me anything, neither for today nor yesterday, and you are free to leave when you feel ready. Take care, and do not hesitate to contact me if you struggle with finding the shelter or need any help.

Love XOXOXO

Alba, +81 XX XXXX XXXX

The more she reads this letter, the pinker her cheeks turn despite her silent growling. “Wh-who do you think you are? I definitely won’t let you get away with that!”

Lastly, she grasps the letter in her hands and lowers her head at the final words.

P.S. You should now have enough money to find somewhere to stay and whatever you need. And please do not spend it on booze or do anything reckless.

After finishing reading the letter, Kusanagi clenches her fist and whines. “You stupid, silly idiot!”

“As if it gonna make me like you! Urgh… You better hope that we won’t meet again.” The brunette complains and opens the bag.

It seems the redhead wasn’t lying, after all. More so, along with clothes and shoes, seeing shampoo, shower gel bottles, towels, unpacked toothbrushes and toothpastes, there’s enough money to not only take all of her girls to the public baths a few days in a row but also not needing to break into the stores for at least a couple of days too. Hell, there’s even a first-aid kit.

But for now, Kusanagi places the letter into the bag and zips it before heading to the shower.

However, the very little that she knows is that she may meet this woman again, no matter how hard she tries to avoid her.

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Don't Stand So Close (Chapter 1)

Thu, 28 Aug 2025 20:24:49 GMT

Title: Don't Stand So Close (Chapter 1)
Rating: Explicit
Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Category: F/F

Fandom: King of Fighters

Relationships: Alba Meira/Kusanagi (King of Fighters)
Characters: Kusanagi (King of Fighters), Alba Meira, Soiree Meira

Summary:

Kusanagi was bored. So, she decided to stretch out and go for some hunting. For the better or worse, she’ll encounter one redhead, but maybe not exactly the one she expects...

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Somewhere, outside the back side of the large storage complex. It is the middle of the night, and for some, it is a perfect time to come out from their lair and hunt.

One tanned brunette, wearing a black zipped baggy hoodie, tracksuit pants with three stripes and torn holes and sneakers that have seen better days, is holding onto the metal-wired fence and pressing her body against it, like an intimidating, large feline.

While in practice, she looks nothing more than a raccoon holding onto a fence with her fingerless gloves and analyzing her new territory from a safe distance.

But for now, she studies how the security guards are patrolling the area and complains. “Come on. Just leave already. Sooner or later, you’ll get bored.”

Unfortunately for her, when she assumes that the guards will use what she thinks is the door for the staff, two men seem to light the cigarettes and blow gray smoke, submerging into the chilly night sky.

Surely, it makes Kusanagi growl and grind her teeth while grabbing the poor fence. “You sure have a lot of nerve.”

When she smirks wide like a Cheshire cat, she narrows her glowing crimson eyes. “However, whatever you are protecting must be really important~”

Thus, after a brief chuckle, Kusanagi adds in a nearly singing voice. “Girls, your Big Sis will bring you the biggest feast you ever seen~ Just wait and see how your Big Sis will take down another rich ugly bastard.”

Lastly, the brunette puts on the hood and starts sneaking around the enemy’s territory while bracing herself for the brutal battle against who knows how many men in suits armed to the teeth. On the other hand, just the thought of boiling her opponents alive or burning them to crispy ashes sends a pleasant electricity running like countless ants all over her palms, and excites the tanned brunette.

Besides, it might also be a nice training before challenging her one and only – the Red Demon with the corrupted flame.

I’ll show you that I’m a far superior and worthy opponent than that good-for-nothing crybaby. Kusanagi closes her eyes and exhales like a high-schooler having a big crush.

However, the very little that she knows is that her wish will be granted and she’ll encounter one redhead. Although it may not be exactly who she expects.

After going through the whole circle as quietly as a stealthy huntress, Kusanagi is back at the starting point.

“It seems the coast is clear~ Good.” The tanned brunette rubs her palms before gripping the wired fence and starting to climb up.

Surely, it’s not as easy as she expected, but at least it’s not one of the spiky ones or electrified.

When she manages to reach the top of the fence, she throws her legs to the other side and jumps down.

After landing on her fours, Kusanagi lifts her bottom and gets up like a graceful feline, glancing around her surroundings with her cunning red eyes.

But for now, she throws the hood over her head before sneaking to the enormous storage.

While moving as silently as the night, the brunette wonders why this place has become such a ghost town.

Perhaps the guards or the owner of this place already know about her presence, but they decide to let her wander like a mouse in a twisted game.

Either way, there’s no reason to stay here more than needed. Or so Kusanagi convinces herself as she approaches the sealed, lowered gate.

Unfortunately for her, in the middle of her way, she is stopped by the stern man’s voice from behind her. “Stop right here! And raise your hands!”

As Kusanagi cracks a mocking smile, she sees more men coming her way and pointing their guns at her.

Even when the tip of the pistol is pressed against her back, the tanned brunette chuckles, and her crimson eyes flare like hell flame.

Despite that, she remains calm and does what she is ordered. “Aww, and just when I gonna look around and exit. Aren’t you ashamed of ganging up on a poor, defenseless woman? However…”

Smirking at these men in uniform, who keep a calm exterior and are ready to put their guns to use, Kusanagi murmurs. “I will play with you for a bit~”

Thus, after lowering her arms, she ignites her fists and aims at one of the guards from behind.

After hitting the same man who was pointing his gun at her, she stands there and watches as everyone is shocked by their comrade rolling on the ground and screaming while burning.

But for now, she uses such a distraction to her advantage and dashes at the storage gate like a blazing meteor.

“OUT OF MY WAY!” Kusanagi shouts at the guards blocking the door and shooting at her.

At that moment, one can swear that the bullets are useless against the she-devil whose flame devours them.

In the end, the men protecting the door fled to the sides, dodging the bolide that bends the heavy steel door with a deafening bang.

As the bright orange flame ascends and fades, Kusanagi instantly arches her back and fixes her posture.

When she turns her head, her deadly gaze alone is enough to make these armed men scream in terror and crawl backward.

“What’s wrong? Where is your big attitude now?” The tanned brunette taunts in a deeper tone while keeping her hands in her pockets.

The bullet that flies a few millimeters from her cheek makes Kusanagi widen her eyes and take her breath away.

However, just before she manages to do anything else, she is alerted by being grabbed from behind and handcuffed. “What the -?”

In the end, the buzzing noise and a sharp electricity against the nape make Kusanagi groan and mutter. “You fucker…”

Of course, despite her fading vision, she can still hear a rising ruckus somewhere in the distance. However, that is the least of her concerns at the moment.

Thus, as her consciousness fades away, her body collapses like a rag doll with cut strings.

An unknown amount of time has passed. Eventually, Kusanagi’s aching head and nape return her to this world.

Now, she realizes that she is sitting on something similar to a couch or armchair.

Just what the fuck happened to me? Whoever these bastards are will pay for it. The dark-haired woman turns her head, and her chest bloats.

For now, she tightly shuts her eyes and slowly opens them while groaning. “The hell?…”

It seems the very first thing she is greeted with is a concerned voice. “Hey, Sister! Kyoko is waking up!”

It’s too bright; even a warm lamplight above her makes her squint her eyes and lift her elbow to shield her face like a doll pulled by the strings.

Where the hell am I? Did you fuckers throw me into jail? Kusanagi stares at the cream color ceiling and walls through her spread fingers and narrows her gaze.

When she turns her head, she notices a couple of women standing not that far from the exit door.

One of them is a woman in her mid-twenties with long red hair and a white lock that is held by expensive hair gel, which these businessmen used to look flawless. Even though whatever look she hides behind the sunglasses, Kusanagi is certain that deep inside this woman is as shady as a slick viper. There’s no mistake. She knows it.

Aside from that, the redhead wears an open down to the waist black leather coat that reveals the unbuttoned red shirt and a black turtleneck. Even her black and gray striped pants with widening shanks and a fancy leather belt make Kusanagi realize that this time she may have messed with the wrong person.

Another person next to this redhead is a girl with medium-length silver hair, who wears a white shirt with an open black vest and a pair of blue jeans.

Even if she doesn’t look as intimidating as the other lady and rather seems to be as tame and naïve as a dog, Kusanagi refuses to lower her guard toward her.

More so, the tanned brunette can swear that maybe the previously heard voice belonged to her. However, it doesn’t matter now who they are to each other.

All Kusanagi knows is that she cannot just roast them in the same spot. After all, what if one of them, by raising their hand, may summon dozens of minions to take her down and possibly track down where the clones reside?

However, her further pondering is interrupted by the red-haired woman. “Kyoko? You’re awake. Just what in the world happened to you?”

The tanned brunette tilts her head and gives not the smartest expression. “Huh? Who the hell are you, and what do you want from me?”

Behind the dark shade of her sunglasses, the redhead narrows her gaze. Nevertheless, she keeps a calm posture.

Meanwhile, the silver-haired girl turns toward the woman in sunglasses and indignantly addresses her. “She is definitely not Kyoko but some crazy pyromaniac! That thief was not only violent to the staff but also damaged the storage. Shouldn’t we call the police, Sister?”

Surely, such an attitude annoys the dark-haired girl, and she throws her spread arms on the couch. “Who do you call a thief, you whiny, stupid brat? Ya know, you’re already hoarding money like a dragon. Besides, sharing is caring~”

“You…” The silver-haired girl growls at her.

Just as she is about to take a step forward, she feels a palm resting on her shoulder, and she turns her head.

“Soiree, calm down. It’s not worth it.” The redhead reassures her little sister.

After exhaling and removing her palm, she adds. “Besides, no one is harmed, and tomorrow, we can call the workers to fix the gate. This girl is worth of police’s attention.”

Meanwhile, Kusanagi only sticks her tongue and shows the middle finger to Soiree. How about that, you stupid sassy baby?~

Seeing how Soiree is doing her best to hold back from jumping on this homeless girl, the redhead warns Kusanagi. “It doesn’t mean that you shouldn’t act recklessly either. So, I suggest you be more careful next time.”

Instead of taking her advice, the tanned brunette only covers her mouth with her fist and snorts.

A moment later, she suggestively fixes her hair and adds in a playful tone. “Hey, onee-chan, you sure are generous to a complete stranger. But you are not gonna let me go just with a slap on the wrists, right? So, what do you want me to do for you, onee-chan?~”

Unfortunately, her sweet acting doesn’t affect the red-haired woman, who fires back while keeping a poker face. “How about working hard? But for tonight, you are coming with me.”

Suddenly, Soiree objects to such a decision while making big eyes. “But, Sister! She may try to rob you... Or even worse. Wouldn’t it be better if we could take her to the shelter?”

In the end, her big sister gives her a comforting smile. “I’ll be fine. And you should also go home and rest. Today was a long day for everyone, wasn’t it?”

After briefly looking away, the silver-haired girl nods. “Alright. But please be careful, Sister.”

Thus, looking at Kusanagi’s side, the redhead prompts her as well. “Let’s go. Tonight, you don’t need to worry about where to sleep.”

At first, the brunette hesitates, but she understands that she is not exactly in a position to object and follows this woman’s orders.

It cannot be helped… But I won’t hesitate to snap your neck if you try to drug me or try some weird shit on me.

After several minutes, Kusanagi is escorted outside by the redhead, who doesn’t seem to leave her side. On the other hand, she was confused how this woman hadn’t made a move on her, nor had she laid her hands on her.

But for now, the brunette’s attention is caught by the shiny crimson Mazda SAVANNA RX-7 waiting for them.

Certainly, even with zero knowledge about cars, Kusanagi is impressed by such a sports car that it takes her breath away. Are you trying to intimidate me with this bad boy now, you stupid, arrogant woman?

Thus, with a button click, the steel beast opens its glowing eyes like an awakened dragon from a deep slumber.

However, her further thoughts are yet again interrupted. “What is it? Come on and take a seat.”

“You don’t have to tell me what to do.” Kusanagi murmurs without facing the redhead, keeps her hands in her pants pockets, and heads toward the passenger door.

After she sits inside and closes the door, the brunette turns her head away and stares through the window.

Meanwhile, the redhead seems to be entertained by her partner’s behavior, but upon revving the engine, she suggests to Kusanagi. “Don’t forget to put the seatbelt on, okay?”

On their way, the brunette only stares at the passing streetlights and signs. Now, she asks this mysterious woman in a grumpy tone. “Why are you doing this?”

The redhead only cracks a smile, and as the white light reflects on her sunglasses, she replies. “Why? Do I need a reason to help someone who may need it?”

Surely, Kusanagi only frowns and makes a sour face.

Now, she sits back and glances at her driver. “Who the hell are you? Don’t get me wrong, I know we won’t meet again, but I just wanna know how to call you. At least for now.”

How cute... The redhead smiles, seeing the tanned brunette as nothing more than a stray cat.

After taking a breath, she introduces herself. “It’s Alba Meira, but you can simply call me Alba. And you?”

“Does it really matter to you? I can bet that the next day you gonna spoil another girl, anyway.” The brunette complains.

When Alba sighs and lowers her shoulders, she patiently replies. “Please don’t be like this. I wouldn’t throw a poor girl into cold streets. In any case, you have a name, haven’t you?”

As Kusanagi looks through the window and sees that they are reaching a rather enormous and highest quality hotel, she confesses. “… It’s Kusanagi. But don’t mistake me for that good-for-nothing lousy woman ‘cos I am my own original and waaay better than she ever be, remember that!”

In the end, as they drive to the parking lot, Alba repeats her name like a newly learnt spell while containing her excitement.

You are quite an interesting girl, Kusanagi, aren’t you?

Soon enough, they arrive at the right hotel room.

However, even at first, entering the hotel felt like being in a place where someone like Kusanagi didn’t belong.

After all, even the polite and well-trained staff stared at the brunette like she was street filth brought into such a luxurious and glamorous domain.

On the other hand, neither did she expect Alba to order the staff to treat the brunette as an actual human being instead of glaring at her like trash.

Even Kusanagi was certain that the redhead didn’t need to go that far for someone whom she would dispose of without a second thought, but she remained quiet the whole time.

However, the brunette wasn’t as in awe as entering the glass elevator and watching how the city looked from above.

But for now, after Alba unlocks the room, they get inside.

Thus, Kusanagi’s eyes spark with excitement at seeing such a spacious yet cozy room.

Apparently, the walls and ceiling are painted a pale yellow, and one wall features large windows draped with tall oak-brown curtains.

Then, on one of Kusanagi’s sides, there is a wooden desk against the wall on which rest a closed laptop and a desk lamp, and not far from it hangs a small painting. Of course, there is a fancy chair with soft cushions for one to sit down.

Next to the desk, there is a wide, fine oak closet that reaches another wall, with mirror doors. Not that far from the closet, there is a night drawer on which rests a lamp.

And, of course, then there is what Kusanagi considers as the star of the entire room – the queen-sized bed that has a couple of fluffy pillows lying on each side, along with the silk bedsheet.

However, the brunette is confused as to why the mattresses are split in half. After all, what’s the point of splitting the bed in half if only a single person would use it? Or in her case, sharing it for work purposes.

Aside from that, behind the bed, a large, nearly wall-sized painting of the blooming white cherry blossoms in the warm sunset background.

Then there is a divan in front of the bed, which Kusanagi assumes is used as a sit to watch the enormous flat-screen TV that is on top of the drawer.

And of course on this wooden floor, there is a large coffee-colored fluffy carpet.

But for now, Alba, seeing her partner easily thrilled by such a simple thing as a bedroom, prompts her to come in and locks the door behind them.

After nervously swallowing saliva, Kusanagi lowers her head and grips her tracksuit jacket. Shit… That stupid woman better be grateful, else I won’t forgive you.

Thus, with one sudden move, she unzips her jacket, revealing that she wears nothing but a white medical bandage wrapped around her breasts and fingerless gloves up to her elbows with a familiar sun crest on them.

Surely, sensing the brunette’s sudden mood change and her rushing to remove her tracksuit makes the redhead raise her eyebrow. “Kusanagi, are you okay?”

When Kusanagi throws her arms over Alba's shoulders, she stares at her with hungry yet scared eyes, and makes purring-like noises. “Let’s get down to business already. Besides, isn’t that what you want?”

It doesn’t help the redhead that even she can feel how her partner is trembling like a leaf.

After closing her eyes and tightening her lips, Alba carefully grabs her partner’s wrists and exhales.

When she removes Kusanagi’s arms from her, she tries to remain as patient as possible. “Please stop it. I’m not interested in a girl who forces herself on me. Neither do I want to take advantage of you.”

Surely these words frustrate the brunette, and she holds her arm. “Then am I not good enough for your rich taste?… Or could it be – you’re not swinging that way?”

You silly girl... The redhead clenches her fists. Although she doesn’t hold any anger toward this poor creature, she does toward her attitude. That’s another issue for another time.

However, Kusanagi’s growling stomach makes her relax her palms and exhale.

Now, she rests them on the brunette’s shoulders and explains. “It’s not that. I’m not sure what you went through, but I don’t want to see you selling your body or doing anything that you clearly hate. Please go clean yourself while I’ll order you something to eat. So, what would you like?”

After averting her gaze for a few moments, Kusanagi replies in a still doubting tone. “Then if it is on you, I wanna the largest beefsteak, and a bottle of whiskey.”

In the end, Alba nods. “Alright then. But wait a second, and I’ll give you something else to wear, and if you want, you may keep those clothes. So, give me a second.”

Even if Kusanagi is uncertain what she should expect from this unpredictable woman, she tilts her head and observes her like a curious feline.

After Alba wraps a fluffy small blanket around her shoulders and hands the brunette a neatly folded pile of clothes, Kusanagi gives her a questioning look while the heat rushes to her cheeks. “That won’t make me like you more, you stupid woman. But since you are so generous, I’ll take it.”

And thus, the tanned brunette immediately turns her back and lifts her head before going to the bathroom.

As the bathroom door shuts, Alba covers her mouth while containing a chuckle. “Looks like I caught a stray cat.”

Meanwhile, when Kusanagi locks the bathroom and takes a better look at her new surroundings, she impulsively let out a “whoa” noise.

After all, she has never seen such a sparkling, clean, and large bathroom in her entire life.

Additionally, a mini chandelier hangs from the ceiling, and the walls and floor are crafted from white marble.

On one side, there’s a large square bath that can fit at least a couple of people, and at the end of it, a white towel hangs on a golden hanger.

In the corner, there is a shower room with walls made from glass and have golden corners.

Then, at the end of the bathroom, there are a couple of marble shelves on which are placed rolled towels, house scents, bath salts, soaps, and shampoos.

In front of the shower room, there’s the toilet, and close to it, a bronze trash can.

Then, against the bathtub, there are a couple of separated sinks by the white, expensive drawers with fancy-looking handles. Even the top surface of these drawers is made from pale marble on which are placed liquid soap dispensers close to each sink, decorative candles, and, in glass vases, the bouquets of white lilies. However, there seems to be only a single cup with a toothbrush in it.

Above the sinks and drawers, mirrors are lined across the wall.

Lastly, a white, long, fluffy bathroom carpet lies close to the sinks.

But for now, Kusanagi straightens her back and takes a step deeper into this room.

After glancing to the sides, she rests the pile of clothes on top of the drawer, and while staring at the mirror, she slowly removes the blanket from her shoulders.

“Just what does this woman want from me? Like, no one is that kind for nothing.” The tanned brunette murmurs while making a gloomy face.

After leaving the blanket on another drawer, she starts opening one drawer after another, seeking anything sharp.

Unfortunately, her search ends in vain, making her deeply sigh and lower her shoulders.

“It cannot be helped then…” Kusanagi adds as she starts pulling the medical bandage and looking for where the end of it is tucked.

However, the knock on the door startles her and she loses the end of the white bandage.

“Is everything okay, Kusanagi? Or do you need any help?” The familiar voice addresses her behind the door.

As the brunette sits on the drawer and rests her hands on it, she tries to sound as unbothered as possible. “Yeah, I’m fine. Why do you ask?”

“You’ve been too quiet for a while.” The redhead explains.

Surely, it makes Kusanagi crack a smile and makes such a smug look. “Have you been pressing your ear and listening to me?~ Is the food already here or not?”

After a moment of silence, the voice behind the door responds in a usual calm tone. “Don’t rush yourself.”

As the brunette starts unwrapping the medical bandage layer after layer, she yowls. “So that you could eat all the food? No way I’m letting you, you idiot! Just you wait and I'm coming for you.”

Lastly, Kusanagi can swear that she could hear a faint chuckle and her partner responding before leaving her alone. “Sure thing.”

After some time, Kusanagi leaves the bathroom wearing a cozy sweater with black and gray stripes, while the rest of it is brown and a raccoon's head on the front, black shorts above the knees, and fluffy slippers.

And, of course, the very thing she notices is Alba sitting on the divan and not removing her eyes from her like watching a rare specimen.

Surely, it irritates the brunette, and she mildly frowns. “What’s wrong? Isn’t this what you wanted me to wear?”

Although Alba is not affected by her partner’s grumpy cat-like attitude and compliments her. “Nothing. But it really looks good on you.”

While the television plays as nothing more than background noise, she adds. “Anyway, your steak is here. But be careful with alcohol.”

When the tanned brunette turns her head, she notices on the desk the plate covered by silver lid and, along with the cutlery wrapped in red folded tissues, a bottle of amber-colored liquid, and a couple of glasses stand close.

Glancing at the redhead, Kusanagi raises her eyebrow. “How about you? Why aren’t you having anything?”

However, her partner politely declines. “I’m good. So, go ahead and don’t mind me, okay?”

Meanwhile, Kusanagi only shrugs her shoulders and approaches the desk. “More for me, then, I guess.”

As the brunette sits on the chair and pushes herself closer to the desk, Alba gets up and heads to the closet.

When she opens the closet door, she calmly speaks up. “Enjoy your meal and good night, if we won’t see each other.”

Just as Kusanagi stuffs a huge chunk of meat and chews on it, she asks. “You’re leaving somewhere?”

While picking a fitting size pajama for her guest, Alba explains. “Do not speak while your mouth is full. You may choke. And no, I’m just going to shower. So, once you’re done, you can just brush your teeth and go to sleep.”

For an unknown reason to her, Kusanagi lowers her gaze and replies in a low-key tone. “Oh…”

After pouring the whiskey into her glass, the brunette chugs it as if nothing and sees her partner closing the closet door and smiling at her.

“What’s now?” The tanned girl asks with her mouth painted with the steak sauce.

As she places the neatly folded clothes on the bed, she keeps her poker face. “Nothing. Just don’t forget to wipe your mouth and wash your hands later.”

When Kusanagi cuts another slice of the juicy meat, she mumbles. “Whatever.”

Lastly, Alba takes one more look at her guest feasting on the steak as if she hadn’t had anything for days, and goes to the bathroom.

A couple of hours has passed. Finally, it seems that Alba is asleep, or at least Kusanagi is convinced.

On the other hand, what if it is the redhead’s open invitation for her to make a move? Or so the tanned brunette wonders while studying her slumbering partner.

After Kusanagi removes the blanket from her, she carefully crawls on top of Alba while wearing a light red and white checkered short-sleeved pajama shirt and matching shorts.

Despite her heart violently beating in her chest, she sits on top of Alba and corners her.

Thus, while keeping a blushing yet determined look on her face, Kusanagi leans closer to her without realizing what kind of trouble she may getting herself into.

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Don't Stand So Close (Chapter 2)

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