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Thursday, May 12, 2011

Tsuki! - Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Another month passed, and Hannah was blogging as she waited for the ice cream maker to finish churning the ice cream she had made. It was going to be a special treat for the college students as they studied.
Every day since she had gotten her laptop, she had blogged about her life here, and currently, she was blogging about her wedding plans. She planned to have a small ceremony, and couldn’t decide where she wanted to honeymoon.
It was so hot, she was lounging around naked as she typed, but then again, she was normally naked when she was home alone. She had been raised by nudist parents since she was born; long before her mom died in an accident when she was sixteen. This was when her father had started bringing Hannah with him whenever he could.
Hannah sighed. She really had planned to take over his investing business when she was older. He had inherited a privately owned bank from his father, and so, was fairly rich to begin with, but he had decided to travel the world. This led him to seek out people and projects that could use some money, but had some trouble obtaining credit. If he determined that his money was very likely to be paid back, and with a nice amount of profit, he would invest where others wouldn’t.
Hannah had gotten to see quite a bit of the world in the two years that she had occasionally accompanied him, which was why she was having trouble deciding where to honeymoon.
She also posted a picture of her and her groom-to-be staring at each other with adorable love-struck smiles. She had secretly installed a tiny spy camera in the apartment that was set to take pictures at random. It could also be programmed via her laptop to take pictures at specific times, or to record for as long as she wanted it to.
As a result, she had a lot of pictures taken of her and Toshihiro, and more than a few videos of them having sex. She loved to watch these when she was alone, and relive every touch they shared.
Her blog didn’t get to see those, of course, though she did post quite a few of the lovey-dovey pictures of the two of them.
The timer went off, indicating that the legs of lamb she had in the oven were done. Well, they had been slow roasting since shortly after Toshihiro had left, and could withstand more time in the oven, but she wanted to give the legs a chance to cool a bit before the college students came home.
She pulled the stoneware pot out of the oven, and set it in the fridge to cool. Then, she selected her favorite matching bra and panties. They were purple with the solar system depicted in gold.
Next, she donned a very thin cotton dress that was nearly sleeveless, and very short. It wasn’t formfitting, but not very loose either.
There’s still five minutes before Hero gets home. Hannah sighed, and closed her laptop. She set it on the bookshelf, which now contained a selection of her favorite books, and some of Toshihiro’s, and paced while she waited.
Toshihiro’s summer break was coming up, and Hannah had arranged for their wedding to take place in a lovely park the Sunday after his break began. She had already invited her father, and a few friends she thought might actually be able to come.
As for Toshihiro’s family, she had drawn a picture of two bigger stick figures, and two smaller stick figures, which she had made anatomically correct, and had managed to convey one of the smaller figures was him. Then, she circled her finger around the rest of the picture, and pointed to him.
He had nodded that he had family, and had drawn another stick figure, a guy, to indicate that he had a brother too.
Hannah placed a calendar next to the picture, circled the picture with her finger, and pointed to a date on the calendar. It was in both Japanese and English, so she knew she pointed to the correct day.
Toshihiro nodded, and Hannah tapped the date emphatically, pointed to the picture, and tapped on the date once more. He nodded, and immediately made a phone call.
He chatted for twenty minutes, and Hannah couldn’t follow the conversation very well, but at one point he gave her a thumbs up sign, and she smiled so happily.
She heard Toshihiro and his friends chatting through the window, and rushed to the door. She threw her arms around him, and kissed him the second he was through the door. His friends were used to this by now, and simply rolled their eyes.
“It smells amazing in here!” Yuki commented. The students got comfortable around the table, and Hannah began to dish up the legs of lamb, rice, and sauerkraut to them. She knew that good nutrition was important, and that eating before studying would help them concentrate better.
They performed their pre-meal ritual – "Itadakimasu!" – and began to devour the food. Yuki had grown to accept and tolerate Hannah, and even somewhat like her, thanks in large part to Hannah’s fantastic cooking, which she shared freely.
They had all been shocked to learn that Hannah’s father was rich, but it explained how she had been able to buy such expensive food, and household items.
After they had cleaned their plates, Hannah dished up freshly churned ice cream from the maker she had just bought earlier that day. The ice cream was made out of a fermented milk drink called kefir, strawberries, egg yolks, and was very lightly sweetened with maple syrup.
Everyone loved the ice cream, and Hannah smiled. She had bought the ice cream maker because she had caught herself craving ice cream so strongly, and had decided making her own was so much healthier than buying some that contained who knew how much sugar and whatnot in it.
After they finished their ice cream, Hannah handed Toshihiro a tuxedo, and indicated that he should try it on. He gave her an incredulous look, and asked her something she assumed was either “So soon?” or “When?”
Hannah pointed to the same date on the calendar that she had insisted his family come visit, and Toshihiro uttered something that could have been a swear word. He immediately pounced on the phone, and presumably called his family again to warn them.
After that fairly animated call, and his friends soft chatter (Planning what to wear? Hannah wondered.), Toshihiro disappeared into the bathroom to try on the tuxedo. He reappeared a couple of minutes later.
Hannah ran her hands all over his body, checking him carefully for proper fit, and was glad to discover that it actually fit him pretty well. She smiled, imagining the two of them being joined in matrimony, and kissed him.
“The two of them are so damn sugary that it almost gives me a toothache!” Yuki exclaimed.
“They’re so obviously in love,” Sakura pointed out. “I think it’s wonderful.”
“It is wonderful,” Kyo said, “but it makes me jealous. I want to find a wonderful girlfriend too!”
“Same here!” Keichi agreed.
Sakura gave Kyo a look that was sad and shy at the same time. She had long had a crush on him, but he didn’t seem to return her feelings.
Yuki, on the other hand, still had feelings for Toshihiro, and though she was very jealous of Hannah, she loved seeing the joy she gave to Toshihiro.
Hannah cleared the table once more, and started doing the dishes while the students started on their homework. Hannah wiped her brow, and growled in frustration. It was so hot she was literally dripping sweat all over her body.
It didn’t help that being pregnant made it feel ten times hotter. She started cursing vehemently, and marched to the dirty clothes basket. She stripped off her dress, grabbed a folding cloth fan, and began to fan herself vigorously.
Toshihiro and his friends stared at her in shock. They all agreed it was hot, but people didn’t just take of their clothes in mixed company. Toshihiro decided not to fuss, since she was wearing as much as she would be at the beach, and told his friends to pay attention to their homework.
Hannah decided that the fan alone was not enough, and retrieved an ice cube from the freezer. She ran the ice cube along her neck and forehead, and fanned herself to help the water evaporate.
There came a forceful knock at the door, and Toshihiro opened it, only to be pushed aside.
“Where is Hannah?!” The unexpected visitor demanded in English.


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