What a day it was. Nearly all day he had spent looking at Sarah as she put on different skimpy outfits for him. He had to admit that it was a rather attractive sight, and he was not ashamed to admit that she was rather hot. Or would he have to say arousing? He didn't like the term "hot", after all. It made it sound like there was something weirdly sinister behind something "sexy". So perhaps sexy was the right term he was looking for.
Not that it mattered, however. He was aroused, but he was not going to say that to her. As if that mattered, however. Surely she would've known pretty well on her own that he was secretly finding a bit of enjoyment in the sights before him, even if it did make him a bit uncomfortable. Luckily enough, even though she was openly flirting with him, she would soon release him from his duty. After this having happened, he would race towards the video game shop like his life depended on it.
Soon he would buy the game she desired so much. "Mortal Kombat... Should've seen it coming with the things she likes." It took him a few hours to get back to her home, yet when he arrived there was no one there waiting for him. He would've expected to happily be greeted by his, supposed, "lover". At least she was trying her best, right? She was doing everything she could to gain his heart, and he was doing his best to give in to her squeaky personality. Yet, she was nowhere to be found, which oddly surprised him. Perhaps she had gone out for some grocery shopping? He was unsure. He could see a cup of tea on the table with a note attached to it, so that would probably be his best bet. He put the newly bought game down, eyes settling on the note. "Out. Will be back soon. Love you -Ayuno." What she was doing he would not know. She didn't tell him, neither did she leave it on the note. Whatever she was doing, he hoped it was something simple like buying some snacks. He didn't want her to be in trouble.
Hell, he was caring to her as well to some degree at the least, he really wished her well even if she couldn't bewitch him with her methods. Well, perhaps he shouldn't speak too soon. She hadn't been trying for such a long time, after all.
A couple of minutes passed, the air was softly drifting through the house. Just then, the door would swoop open, Kendel's eyes quickly looking into the direction of a rather packed up Ayuno, who was holding multiple bags within her arms as she made her way into the house. "Hey, hun'! I did some shopping with the money my parents left me, but I'm back!" She spoke out to him, Kendel immediately raising himself to come to her aid. She had four bags with her filled with vegetables and meat products, pasta ingredients, lots of flour and eggs, kitchenware and gloves, etc.
It seemed like she was preparing a feast for the two, or something. "I want this weekend to be the best weekend you'll ever have!" She spoke out to him, sitting next to him as she looked at the bags. Her hands softly wrapped around his body to bring him in her embrace. Well, he could see she was really into this. Perhaps she wanted to make a cake, he wasn't sure. At least he knew one thing, the two of them would spend quite a bit of time baking something.
"So, are you going to help me?"
"Ah... It seems we messed up a bit..."
That was an understatement. From the oven a big black mess would get pulled out from upon a plate. Yes, truly a big mess up. Or a fuck up, depending on how you wished to look at it. Not that it mattered. They'd clean the mess and move on. This, however, was a truly big fuck up. It took them a few hours to finally get all the black and sticky goo off of the plate. Ayuno was just teasing him all the while that he was at it. She would keep pulling at his cheek, telling him he looked cute and stuff.
It would've been funny, but he was really trying to clean, while she just seemed to take every opportunity to appeal to him. It nearly felt a bit annoying, since he wished to actually make progress.
He wasn't going to complain, of course. As he struggled with his hands to finish up the plate, he would set it down on the kitchen table, sighing in annoyance. "There go three hours of our lives." He spoke out with gritting teeth, Ayuno pushing her cheek tightly against his, rubbing at him. He was mildly shocked at her expression of affection, but as he would always do, he allowed her to do what she wished. he wasn't going to lie, the feeling was mutually nice. Their hair would entangle, their warm skin would slide over each other. She would yawn at him. "Say... Aren't you sleepy?" Ayuno asked him, as he looked at her with a hint of confusion. Kendel would look at the clock, thinking to himself that it wasn't that late. And he was right, it wasn't that late. It seemed to be only 8 o' clock. Yet, she was yawning and sighing, so she herself was sleepy it seemed.
"Would you come sleep with me...? I don't like being on my own..." Her hands rubbed over her eyes as she smiled at him.
So, the two would lay in bed. It was rather dark in the room, but Ayuno liked it that way. The calmth would set in as she softly snored against his chest. Her fingers would tenderly move against his stomach, head placed against his cheek. Honestly, it was getting the sleep to invade him as well. Perhaps he should give in to the demand of rest. It seemed rather attracting, after all.
So, he would close his eyes, and allow himself into the dream world. Then, as the dark would settle in, he would allow himself to be engulfed in his sub-conscious, where he would dream of the calm that he would experience before, endlessly thinking of the warmth of Ayuno's body upon his own.
He would fall asleep underneath her body.
And so as he fell asleep underneath her, she would burst her eyes open and glare at him, iris and pupils having shrunk when she would glare at his resting face.
Sarah was writing texts to her now ex-BFF, Nyandra. She was bitching and moaning about how she had left her that day. Her body was comfy underneath a warm blanket, where she would furiously sent insults to her "friend". Nyandra tried to explain to her about how her parents didn't want her in the city, buy Sarah could call Nyandra out on her bullshit. She knew when someone was lying to her, and she knew very well that this was crap.
"Straight up fucking hoe. I know you wanted to be with you boy." She would whisper to herself when the sudden creak of a door would come to mind. Her ears would focus on the footsteps downstairs. Were her parents back already? It had only been twenty minutes since they had left for their little date. She would rise to her feet, stretching her back. Her hands reached towards the door handle as she opened it, yet the figure that she could hear walking downstairs didn't sound like an adult. The footsteps were so soft and small that it was like the steps of a small boy.
"... What?" She could only whisper to herself before seeing the shadow of the individual come closer. It's hair was short, not long enough to be her mother's, yet it's body was feminine, too feminine to be her father's.
"... A robber!" She whispered to herself, only to see it move up the stairs in her direction. Thankfully it hadn't caught sight of her. She immediately dashed in her room, hoping to find a place to hide. Her entire body was shaking in fear, her hand in front of her mouth to make sure she would let out an accidental yelp. Just as she would search for a hiding spot, the footsteps would stop. The intruder had come to the first floor.
Immediately Sarah would jump under her bed, afraid of what could happen to her should she not. If this really was a robber he could take what he wanted, as long as she was safe.
"Where are you...?" a feminine voice would softly sing out, sharp metal sliding across the walls. Oh God, it wasn't a robber, it was a murderer! She had a slicing weapon with her. The sound of sharp metal sliding across the walls would send shivers across her spine. It was a murderer, and she was out for her.
"Sarah...?" The woman spoke out, feet appearing before the door. It seemed like a regular person was walking through her room, nice cute shoes moving over the floor. The figure would stand before her bed, only to halt itself. She would turn to the bed's direction, crouching down on her knees. Then her face would look down underneath the bed.
Sarah couldn't make out the facial features very well, but one thing she could do was recognize that short hair that puffed forward ecstatically, beautifully void of color.
"I-It's you!" The face of her intruder would become clearer in the dark as she began to lean in. Then, as she realized who it was, fear and shock would crawl over her. There stood Ayuno, a smile resembling that of a demon's spread from ear to ear. In her left hand a shining blade of iron was scraping along the floor, her right hand seemingly twitching as she looked as if crushing something between them. "I will pulverize your heart in between my fingers..." The girl spoke with a grin, Sarah's body shaking in fear, yet frozen solid at the sight before her. She was trapped underneath the bed, and she had no idea what she had done wrong to deserve this.
"Ayuno, that's you, right...!?" The girl spoke out to her, body trembling like a leaf as Ayuno's hand shot out towards her face quicker than she could react. Her fingers would wrap right around her head, Sarah letting out a scream of fright. She was pulled out from under the bed, shrieking at the top of her lungs. In the arms of this girl she was like a light feather, the speed at which she was pulled away was inhuman. Then, as she began struggling, her body was launched into a wall, a jolt of agony rushing over her. A tight grip would appear right back around her throat again, not allowing her to scream like she had done before. "A-Ayuno, pl-please-!" She gagged out throughout her choking, 2 irises staring like a blaze in the night at her as she felt the air was kept from her lungs. Her voice was cracking desperately towards Ayuno, who was enjoying herself to the fullest as she mangled Sarah's throat.
"P-please stop-" She could no longer speak, her entire throat was crushed tight. Her eyes were going red, underneath her fingers Sarah's neck was going purple and skin was turning scarlet. She would push the girl down against the walls, covering her like a tower.
"Look! Your head is turning red..." Ayuno spoke out, laughing at the sight in joy. What a lovely look, that was much better then that slick face she kept pulling in front of Kendel, wasn't it? Red it became, and redder it would become. So it would become redder and redder, until her face was seemingly going to pop.
Her body would become limp right then and there, Ayuno's eyes widening.
"... But... I wasn't done with you yet... You best be asleep..."
