Mina san konichiwa!! nya~~ ^0^ Watashi so inspired by SoapOpera46 senpai's kimochi story... Watashi wanted to ~~~fill in the blanks~~ nya~~ of nani happened with Hitoshi san and Bokutachi san nya~~ rawr~~ Kudosai enjoy nya ^0^
no flame chan kudosai! nya~~
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The night air was dark and cool, as the midnight wind swept Hitoshi-san's soft, blue locks across his cheek. He walked a lonely street, along the Boulevard of Neko Nyan City Chan ^0^. It was during times like these that Hitoshi-san reflected upon the day's happenings, feeling ever so sentimental in his kokoro. Yes, as Raku-chan's tomodachi he did worry for her, and was concerned ever so much about her health. Skashi, Raku-chan and Koneko-chan never quite seemed to understand his immense depth, his high level humor, which left him to battle pangs of self doubt as he wondered "am watashi hotoni funny?". Tonight was such a night indeed, with nothing to keep him company but the stars twinkling above and a strange shadow lurking in an alley. Jouto Mate. This shadow looked familiar, under the rays of the Moon Hitoshi-san could just quite make out brown hair, and a sturdy build encased in patent pleather. "M-masaka //.//" pondered Hitoshi-san "could it be........ Kidnapper kun??? nya~~ rawr~~"
"I've been waiting 4 u ;)" spoke the figure in a husky voice, before receding into th
e shadows, leaving only a slip of paper behind as proof of his existence.
"Wait, no. Wait." said Hitoshi-san, alas his efforts were futile. Hitoshi-san retrieved the message, which he could barely read, illiterate as he was poor chap.
Upon the papyrus scroll stood: Konichiwa Hitoshi-san.... or should watashi say.. Hitoshi-kun ;) muah~~ Watashi was ..... nante yuuka... interrupted during our last meeting..... those annoying nekos >:^( if anata want 2 continue.... vete aqui at 9. ;^*
Hitoshi felt heat rise in his cheeks, both sets, as the anticipation set in. He had promised Raku-chan and Koneko-chan to attend the Festival-chan tonight, but if he slipped out early it wouldn't offend them now would it?
Trembling, Hitoshi fastened his yukata, preparing to meet with the two hots nekos. However, no matter the size of Raku-chan's oppai all he could think of was Kidnapper-kun's deft hands undoing the intricate tying and folding of his Japanese traditional garb. Humming Backstreet Boys, Hitoshi let himself fall victim to his fantasy for a few moments more, before heading out the door (covered with door insurance) to meet the two neko girls.
No matter the booth or attraction, Hitoshi's eyes were glued to his watch, praying that the minutes flew faster until his societal obligation to the two nekos was fulfilled. Each peal of laughter and giggle of Raku-chan was like a knife to his heart. "Am watashi really about 2 leave kono terminally ill neko 2 iku get watashi cheeks clapped?" Hitoshi-san was digusted with himself, but the lure of Kidnapper-kuns strong hands wrapped around his throat while "I Want It That Way" bumped in the background overcame any shame he had.
Quickly, he mumbled out a lame excuse "Uh, I'm sorry nekos, but would you look at the time. Y'know I've got something really important that I've got to do. I'll catch you two.... later..."
Ignoring Raku-chan's protestants, he slid away, kokoro racing. The lights and sounds of the Festival-chan began to fade and Hitoshi-san was alone again.
A voice rang out from behind him "You're a little late, Hitoshi-san, or should I say, Hitoshi-kun~~ It's impolite to be late, shteiru? Looks like I'm going to have to punish you~~"
Hitoshi-san's legs immediately began to quiver in excitement, he barely managed to breathe out "Ah~ I can't get you out of my kokoro Kidnapper-kun~ nya~~ rawr~~" Raku-chan was sweet and hot, but the danger and sexy bod of Kidnapper-kun was just to alluring. Hitoshi-san was utterly seduced.
Hitoshi felt the criminal's warm breath against his skin, "Demo I can't have you running away, or knowing where I live, da ne?" Unwillingly, Hitoshi let out a moan before a collar enclosed his neck and a black bag went over his head, rendering him blind.
Although he was blind, Hitoshi could practically see the smirk as Kidnapper-kun drawled in a honey laden voice:
"Yosh, ikuzo. Shall we start?"
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omg~~~~~~ watashi arigato minasan 4 reeding watashi's story ^0^ nya~~~ rawr~~
I hope anata liek it~~ I will make new chapter soon'~~~!!!!
