Hungry Youkai !GGKI3UTr5s 2008/10/31 (Fri) 08:35 No. 65404 ▼ File 122546733977.jpg - (400.74KB, 700x871 , 6874f797ca46b3528aaf33b97ced9f6a.jpg)
You can't move, Yuka will be here any second but you can't bring yourself to do anything. Your heart pounds against your chest and you can feel yourself starting to curl up tighter, but that's it. She'll see you here and you're going to be embarrassed and dragged back out there and you're so useless oh god oh god-
Yuka stomps into the kitchen and glances at the pantry door, then her eyes widen as she spots you. You look back up at her, trying to plead with your eyes. Doesn't feel like you're doing a very good job of it, you can feel your bottom lip shaking a little.
"Hmm~" Yuka steps out of the way of the kitchen door, out of sight of anyone in the sitting room, and then grins down at you, putting her hands on her hips and cocking her head at you. She has such wide hips under that skirt.
"Hiding?" She mouths at you silently.
You nod, hands clasped around your knees.
Yuka grins wider, walking towards you, then stepping over you at the last moment and opening the pantry door. She rummages around for a long moment and pulls out what looks like a raw steak.
You would curl your nose up in disgust as she takes a bite out of the chunk of meat, but you're still too jittery. Why isn't she letting on that you're here?
Yuka leans back against the kitchen work-top, chewing thoughtfully. She looks down at you and grins. You gulp.
"I apologise for her behaviour." Ran's voice floats through from the sitting room.
"That's quite alright." Komeiji says. "Now, shall we discuss the reason I came here?"
"Of course." Ran says. You can hear a hint of tension in her voice, buried deep under the layers of politeness and etiquette.
"The girl you brought through the barrier, yesterday. I wish to ..." Komeiji pauses. "Examine her."
Yuka glances down at you and winks.
"For what-" Ran starts, but Renko's voice cuts her off.
"Examine? In what sense do you mean that?" She says.
"Ah~ You are her friend." Komeiji says, a statement, not a question. "But ... oh, that's unhealthy."
"Wh-what?" Renko stammers.
"Not that, the one before. The one now is ... hmm ... deliciously frank and open, for one at your age."
Silence for a long time.
Someone clears their throat.
"Renko, Miss Komeiji Satori here is a mind-reader, for want of a better term." Ran says.
"A ... a ... wh-what?" You hear Renko stammer.
"You'll have to forgive her, to her it is as natural and ordinary as breathing." Ran explains.
"Mm~" Komeiji hums in agreement. "Don't be disheartened, Renko. You're very noble, but work on your reasons."
Renko splutters in embarrassment. Yuka just looks down at you and raises an eyebrow, but you're not paying attention.
That woman out there can read minds? She wants to 'examine' you? Oh god, oh no, no no no, not ever. You're a selfish, sick, broken person. You don't want someone to see you for what you are, a pathetic, wretched thing, hiding behind your own weakness and guilt, always running away and always-
All of a sudden, Yuka sits down on the floor next to, licking the remains of the meat from her fingers, looking at you as she slowly draws each finger out of her mouth, pressing her lips to every inch of skin.
"Why exactly do you want to examine her?" Ran asks.
Yuka waves a finger in front of your face, grinning. You're shaking a little now, you can't ... you can't do anything, everybody will know you're here.
"I can ... feel her, even from all the way underground, since she arrived here." Komeiji says.
"Ah" Ran says.
Yuka leans in close, hair brushing against your face as she whispers in your ear. The scent of plants in bloom washes over you.
"Why hide, little one~?"
You can't reply. Why are you hiding? What's the point? To listen? You could have done that out there, faced whatever you have coming and got it over with but ... instead you cower and run. You're useless, not a shred of courage in your miserable body.
"She is a ... mental anomaly." Komeiji says from the other room. "I want to know what is going on, Ran. Such developments in the situation in Gensokyo may be important." Her tone is harder now, more serious, but still as honey-sweet as before.
"I'm not sure that would be wise." Ran says, voice full of warning.
"Do you hide because of your ... 'friend'?" Yuka whispers. "The strong one~?"
Your eyes widen. Does she mean Renko? You don't want Yuka to drag Renko into anything she's planning, or you in fact. Oh god, if only Renko would come back in here, please Renko, please!
"Hmm~?" Yuka pulls back a little, looking into your eyes. Two pools of deepest red bore right through you, the predatory grin making you shrink away from her.
"You're hers aren't you? I know she killed Youki, not you." Yuka says. "You're a lamb, she's a young wolf."
You just stare back.
"Wise?" You hear Komeiji ask. "Why, Ran, anything that gains you more support right now could be considered 'wise'."
Yuka's face blots out the rest of the world around you.
"She's too little for a good fight yet." She whispers. "But I wonder~"
Yuka suddenly slips her hand under your jaw, holding you in place. Her hand is firm but so soft.
"Y-yuka?" You hiss.
She darts her head forward, lips just brushing yours, the lightest of touches. Her eyes hold only the look of a monster, hunting prey
[ ] Scream for Renko.
[ ] Try to push her off you, get away from her, make it stop!
[ ] No! You can't make any noise ... you ... can't do anything.
[ ] Let her kiss you, accept it. You can do nothing else, you're wretched.
[ ] Kiss her back. Yuka is power, you're weak.