Tsuki! - Chapter 7

Note: As you read this chapter, you may think to yourself, "Wait, Hannah's pregnant!" Yes, I know, but a pregnant woman at her stage can still do the things her body is used to doing. You may also think, "Um... that's not realistic..." To which I would like to point out that this is a fantasy... and supposed to make you laugh or roll your eyes or whatever. Just roll with it, lol!

Chapter 7

“April!” Hannah squealed, and ran into the newcomer’s arms. The two girls hugged each other tightly, and succumbed to a lengthy, passionate kiss.

Do American girls greet each other like that? The Japanese observers wondered.

Finally, they broke apart. “What are you doing here?” Hannah asked.

April slapped Hannah across the face. “How dare you plan to marry that man?! He cannot possibly love you as much as I do! And just look at this place! I thought you might be purposely making it look small on your blog, but the reality is even smaller!”

“April, I broke up with you at least a month before I came here, so don’t even act like I’m yours,” Hannah warned.

“So, I was certain you’d come back to me. You belong with me, not some man! Which one is he?” April demanded. She pulled out a knife, and glared at the occupants of the table.

Hannah quickly grabbed April’s wrist, and twisted it in a disarming maneuver. She then flung April to the opposite side of the room from the table.

“How dare you pull a knife on my fiancé and his friends?” Hannah exclaimed as she carefully holstered the knife in her panties.

“He doesn’t deserve you!” April ranted. She leapt as if she planned to take out the entire table, and Hannah immediately stepped in front of her, and started kickboxing her. The two had taken classes together, and used to spar, but Hannah had been kickboxing most of her life, and was far more skilled than April.

April managed to knock Hannah backwards, and Hannah instinctively responded with a gymnastics back flip, landing lightly on the one tiny clear spot on the table. She stood there on one tiptoed foot, in the yoga mountain pose. She spread her arms out, and circled them into an offensive/defensive position.

“You will not hurt Hero!” She leapt lightly off the table, and landed squarely on April. April lay flat on her back, with Hannah sitting on her stomach, holding her hands above her head.

April began to cry. “Why? Why would you choose him over me?”

Hannah sat up, releasing April’s arms, and thought about how to answer this effectively.

April cupped Hannah’s face. “I’ve kissed these luscious lips…” She trailed her hands down Hannah's neck and squeezed her breasts. “I’ve sucked on these bountiful tits…” She let her hands slide down to Hannah’s lower abdomen. “I’ve been inside of you. I love you. Why don’t you love me?”

“Oh April…” Hannah tilted her head sympathetically. She leaned over and gave April a quick kiss. “I’m so sorry. Here, let me show you something.” Hannah stood up, and retrieved her laptop.

April sat up, and watched Hannah walk back over to her. Hannah sat beside her, and opened her laptop. She clicked on several folders. She’d had the contents of her previous laptop copied, and sent to her, so she had access to old pictures. She pulled up a folder of pictures of her and April.

“You remember when we went tubing down the river?” Hannah asked.

“Of course I do, that was so much fun! Do you remember that guy that got so drunk he nearly drowned?” Both April and Hannah burst out laughing, and Hannah pulled up another picture.

“That’s when we went to the renaissance festival,” April stated. “You looked so fucking hot in that belly dancing costume.”

“So did you. How about this?” Hannah pointed to a pic of them bowling together.

April shrugged. “Sure, I remember it.”

Next, Hannah pulled up a pic from a folder full of pics of her and Toshihiro. “What do you see in this picture that is missing from the others?”

“The guy, obviously,” April snorted.

“It’s more than that, April, look. In this pic with Hero, I am so totally and utterly happy. Look at these pics of us. Sure, I was having fun, but…” Hannah shrugged.

April could see what she was talking about, and it broke her determination. She began to sob, and buried her face in Hannah’s shoulder.

Toshihiro had been standing in shock at the still open door, and gasped as he realized that another person stood next to him. His gasp caused Hannah to look over her shoulder at him.

“Is Hannah done beating you up, April?” The man asked.

April turned to glare at him, and Hannah rushed to hug him. “Alex!” The hug was brief, and was followed by a small kiss of greeting. Hannah stepped back, and held Alex’ hands. “It’s so good to see you. What are you doing in Japan?”

“I came because I kept trying to convince April not to bother you,” Alex replied.

“It’s no bother! Come in, I have missed you both so much.” Hannah indicated that he should sit next to April, and promptly began to dish them up some leftover leg of lamb.

Alex immediately began to look through Hannah’s computer files.

“Oh my god, Hannah! Are you planning to start your own porn site?” Alex exclaimed.

“Those are private! Shut my laptop this instant!” Hannah retrieved the knife from her panties, and waved it at him threateningly.

“It’s such a shame,” Alex lamented. “You finally let a man between your legs, and it isn’t me!”

“Alex!” Hannah tossed the knife at him expertly, and he caught it equally as expertly. He took the hint, and closed her laptop.

“Here’s your knife back,” Alex said as he handed April her knife.

April stashed it in its holder, and wiped her brow. “It’s so fucking hot in here, and you don’t even have an air conditioner!”

“I know, it’s the first thing I plan to buy tomorrow,” Hannah agreed.

April stood, and began to strip. She figured if Hannah was nearly naked, why couldn’t she be? Alex decided to take his shirt off as well.

Hannah handed them their plates, and put her laptop away. Then, she pulled her cell phone out of its hiding place. To be honest, she wasn’t hiding it from Toshihiro; she was hiding it from herself. She didn’t want to be one of those people that were constantly on their cell phone, and she knew that if she didn’t put it away most of the time, she’d definitely use it way more than she wanted to.

Unfortunately, this meant that Toshihiro didn’t know about it, and he was beginning to feel as if he didn’t know her at all. He now sat silently watching them with his friends, and they all wished they knew English. Yuki also wished she had some popcorn.

Hannah kneeled behind and between her friends, and took a pic of the three of them on her cell phone. She then flipped her phone shut, and restashed it.

“So, are you staying in Japan to attend my wedding?” Hannah asked.

April shrugged, and changed the subject. “So, have you fucked that gorgeous Asian chick yet?” She pointed to Sakura.

“How’d you know she’s the one I wanted?” Hannah asked.

April shrugged. “Easy, she’s the one I want.”

“Nah! I’d rather have the other one,” Alex commented.

Toshihiro realized that he was being subjected to exactly what he had put Hannah through for months. Listening in on a conversation he couldn’t understand. He found that he didn’t like it.

“Hana?”

“Hero?” Hannah immediately perked up, and walked to her man. She hugged him, and gave him a kiss.

“Hana?” Toshihiro pointed to Alex.

Hannah thought about how she could explain this, and she decided to grab the small chalkboard she kept on hand for things like this. She drew two big anatomically correct stick figures, and two little anatomically correct stick figures. Then she pointed at the smallest, the girl. Next, she pointed at April. “April.”

After that, she pointed at the slightly bigger stick figure, the small boy one, and pointed at Alex. “Alex.”

Toshihiro smiled. “Oh, that girl’s older brother.” He nodded to show that he understood. Then, he pointed at April, at Hannah, and back at April.

Hannah smiled, erased the stick figures, and replaced them with two female stick figures that were kissing, and then she pointed at the picture, indicated that it was she and April, and motioned over her shoulder to illustrate that she meant in the past.

Toshihiro felt he had a good grasp on what she was saying, but was confused on one thing. He pointed from Hannah to April, and then touched his lips.

Hannah nodded. Toshihiro touched Hannah's underwear, indicating that he wondered if they had been intimate. Again, Hannah nodded.

Toshihiro pointed at April, and held up one finger. Was she your first?

Hannah shook her head. She tapped her finger to her mouth in thought, and then held up three fingers while pointing a finger on her other hand at April.

Toshihiro erased the two stick figures, and drew one that he blushingly gave breasts too. He tapped the picture, and Hannah nodded.

Toshihiro cocked his head to the side in confusion. If she prefers girls, then why is she with me?

Hannah guessed what he was wondering, and kissed him. “I love you.”

Toshihiro recognized those words, and smiled.

“We’re getting married… We’re having a baby.” Hannah added, and placed his hand on her womb.

“You are?!” Alex exclaimed. “April didn’t tell me that. I wouldn’t have let her bother you if she had.”

“That’s why I didn’t tell you,” April muttered. Then a thought occurred to her. “You’re seriously going to try to raise a baby in this tiny apartment?“ She waved her arms around to indicate the entire apartment. “Your closet is bigger than this apartment! You should at least buy a house.”

Hannah gave Toshihiro a thoughtful look, then she erased the chalkboard, and drew their apartment, her, him, and a baby. Next, she erased the picture, and drew a small house with a stick figure representing her, him, and a baby. Then, she waved her hand to indicate the apartment, and then tapped the picture.

Toshihiro blushed. He erased her pic, drew what was obviously a school (he did this quickly, and with much better skill than Hannah possessed). After that, he drew an arrow pointing to a figure representing him in a business suit, and lastly, an arrow pointing to a house.

“Hero doesn’t want a house just yet,” Hannah informed April.

“Where are you going to fit a baby in here? You couldn’t even fit your shoes in here! Tell me where?” April stood, and walked to a corner of the room. “Here?” she walked a few feet to the other corner of the room, “Or here?”

Hannah stood angrily. “How dare you try to shame Hero like this? Our baby will fit just fine right here in my arms!”

“Hannah! It’s breaking my heart to see you like this!” April cried.

“You know what? These are college students, and they are supposed to be studying, but instead, they’re watching us argue! I think you should leave now.” Hannah pointed at the door firmly.

Alex stood, and grabbed his shirt. “Come on April.”

“But it’s too hot to put my clothes back on,” April whined.

Hannah walked to the freezer, since she was still dripping sweat herself, and grabbed two ice cubes. She walked to April, and rubbed one up and down the sides of April’s neck. Then, she gently blew on the water trails.

“This is so wrong!” Alex exclaimed. “Hannah you’re turning me on by messing with my sister!”

Hannah laughed. “Pervert, you’re the only one thinking anything sexual,” Hannah said though she knew that probably everyone was thinking something sexual.

“Do we really have to go?” April asked as Hannah used the other ice cube on herself.

“Yes, you really should,” Hannah nodded.

April threw her arms around Hannah, and sobbed onto her shoulder. Hannah stroked her hair soothingly, and uttered comforting sounds. April raised her face, and kissed Hannah. They stood there kissing until Alex finally cleared his throat.

“Again, this is so wrong!”

Both girls laughed, and April turned to her brother, who had picked up her clothes.

“Let’s go, that way we can cool off in the limo.” He turned to give Hannah a quick goodbye kiss. “Thanks for the meal, it was delicious.”

“Please come to the wedding,” Hannah implored.

“Maybe,” April replied, and she and Alex left despite the fact that neither had put their articles of clothing back on. Hannah didn’t even blink; it was too hot to wear clothes.

The moment they were gone, Hannah flopped on the floor, and fanned herself with the folding cloth fan.

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