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Sascha Connolly, Ph.D. ([info]bohemiarhapsody) wrote in [info]nosuchplace,
@ 2009-02-15 15:30:00

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Entry tags:midori kamiyama, mitsuko kamiyama, sascha connolly

Thursday: December 20, 2007
Who: Sascha, Midori and [later] Mitsuko
When: Noon
Where: Near the Cafe
What: Politics and a case of mistaken identity

It was one of those crisp winter days where the entire world seemed like one gigantic backdrop of white. The overcast sky was a blanket of grey calm across Elysium, and as Sascha trekked through the powdery snow toward the cafe, cane in hand, he could barely suppress a shiver of anxiety. What the hell did he think he was doing?

Not that he didn't have a set destination in mind, of course; he was on his lunch break and had decided to stop in at the cafe for something quick and warm- hot chocolate, maybe, since it was awfully close to Christmas and he was trying to get into the festive mood. He hadn't seen Mitsuko for a few days, anyway, and since she'd gone to the trouble of paying him a visit at his place of work, he thought he'd return the favor...with less lecherous intent, at least this time around. Sneaky little thing had stolen the pack of smokes he'd lifted from Irei, and he wasn't about to let her get away with it, even though technically she already had.

No, no, Sascha's current uncertainty had nothing to do with pilfered cigarettes or freezing weather- he was more concerned with the upcoming Vice Council elections. He'd done some canvassing of his own over the past few weeks and had even thought about suggesting a group forum at the next town meeting so all the candidates could present their respective platforms and field questions from the rest of the citizens. He'd planned to drop by Town Hall before lunch and speak with one of the Council members about the idea, but the announcement posted on the front doors had stopped him in his tracks. These were his competitors?

In all honesty, Sascha was a little intimidated. He'd gotten a late start on his own campaigning for various reasons (the harpy attacks being one of them), and now there were new names on the list he didn't even recognize. It wasn't that he didn't think he could make a difference as part of the Vice Council; god knew he could speak his mind or keep a cool head when the situation called for it. No, it wasn't that at all...in fact, he wasn't altogether sure why he was suddenly starting to second guess himself, but he was, and with only weeks to go before the actual election. It figured.

Sascha was momentarily pulled from his brooding by the sight of a familiar figure walking just ahead of him on the path, and he grinned deviously. The woman was wrapped up in cold weather garb just as he was, but he'd recognize that long hair and those tell-tale furry ears anywhere. She must have been on her way to work- perfect! He'd just head her off now and take care of business. He quickened his pace to catch up to the woman, and once he was close enough behind her, he reached up to draw the hair away from the back of her neck and press a nibble of greeting to the nape. Hey there, dumplin'. I think you owe me an apology.


*Denotes mindspeak

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[info]lightofhokkaido
2009-02-17 06:44 am UTC (link)
Midori had come into town to pick up a few things for dinner. She was running short on rice. On the way back, she wanted to drop by the cafe to see if he daughter was working. She wasn't planning to speak to her... She just wanted to see her. Their relationship was still strained as ever, but Midori wanted to keep an eye on her. She had glimpsed the girl occasionally, when she was out. She'd been trying to associate more. She also secretly wanted to run into Giles. She would not seek him out, but if she just happened to run into him....

Midori felt the mouth on her neck. Initially, she thought it might be the man she secretly sought. But then, she heard the voice in her mind. That was not one of Giles' abilities. She whirled around, eyes wide in shock as she looked at Sascha. "I do not believe I am the person you are looking for." Of course, she only knew one person in Elysium mistakable for her. She crosed her arms over her chest. "I believe that is my daughter."

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[info]bohemiarhapsody
2009-02-17 07:07 pm UTC (link)
Sascha froze for a moment in shock (and maybe just the slightest bit of fear) when the woman he'd assumed was Mitsuko turned out to be...well, not to be Mitsuko. She did bear a stunning resemblance to the younger kitsune, although now that he could see her face, it was obvious he had the wrong woman. And he'd been so deliciously forward, too...damn, he probably looked like an ass.

"Ah," he returned oh-so-articulately, scratching the side of his neck in a sheepish gesture. "I believe...you may be right." Fumble, fumble! he mentally reprimanded himself, Get your head back in the game, moron! Wait, daughter? It took another few seconds for that thought to process, and then the proverbial light bulb flashed on. That's right, he'd seen this woman before! She'd accepted a nomination during the town hall meeting, and he'd seen some of her flyers (several of which had been defaced) posted around town.

"Now I see where Miss Mitsuko gets her looks," he said with an easy smile, recovering quickly from his earlier faux pas as he held out a hand and offered her a brief bow in greeting. "Hajimemashite, Kamiyama-san. You may not remember me, but my name is Sascha Connolly. We're both running for Vice Council positions."* His Japanese wasn't flawless, of course, but it was more than adequate for someone who'd never even set foot in the country; living with Irei definitely had some benefits, aside from the obvious. Sascha couldn't quite contain a smirk of amusement at the circumstances. "I guess we're a little past formalities at this point, aren't we?"

*Denotes Japanese language

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[info]lightofhokkaido
2009-02-17 10:45 pm UTC (link)
Midori arched a brow as she looked over Sascha. "I had heard Mitsuko had broken up with her Muse," She said lightly, slightly condescending. She touched a hand to her neck, where this man-- Sascha Connolly, if she remembered correctly-- had 'greeted' her. "I cannot decide if it is preferable if you believe my daughter to be faithful or are aware of her notorious flightiness." She smiled tightly. "But I feel it my civic duty to tell you she is not the most reliable of lovers. But..." She paused for a moment, looking him over again. "You are an attractive man, so it is possible she hasn't moved on to someone else quite yet."

Midori shook Sascha's hand, unimpressed by his attempt to flatter her. "Yes. That is how genetics work. Offspring generally resemble their parents." She readjusted her hair and her coat to cover up where Sascha had kissed her. "It is Kamiyama-sama, if you please, Connolly-san. Yes, I do remember you. I have made it a point to acquaint myself with the other nominees." She raised her chin up, trying to look haughty and formal. "You will find I am never past formalities, Connolly-san."

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[info]bohemiarhapsody
2009-02-18 09:01 pm UTC (link)
Ah yes, Irei had told him as much about Mitsuko's break-up- and it had happened fairly recently, too. Sascha hadn't really known much about the kitsune's former squeeze, but apparently Midori didn't think much of the man, at least not if the tone of her voice was any indication. He caught her giving him the once-over and was tempted to make some kind of remark, but her eye was obviously more clinical than it was appreciative, so he held his tongue.

"Well then, I'll take that as a compliment," he said with a grin at her appraisal, fully aware that he probably would have to take whatever he wanted from this particular woman as she didn't seem the type to give her compliments freely. "And whatever impression I have of your daughter is sort of a moot point, don't you think? Her lovelife isn't really any of my business."

No, he wasn't about to admit anything of his recent sexual escapades with Mitsuko to the woman in front of him as he didn't think it any of her business, either; it wasn't exactly difficult to see there was some kind of intimacy there, though, especially after his nibbly little greeting. "Although I'm flattered you feel the need to protect my interests. You've fulfilled your civic obligations as far as I'm concerned."

Sascha hadn't really meant to sound defensive, but there was something about his companion's manner that just rubbed him the wrong way: something smug and self-righteous that basically screamed I take myself way too damned seriously. Oh yes, she'd been polite to a fault, but Sascha knew enough about Japanese culture to understand that pretty much everyone was polite on the surface. "I can appreciate your request, Ms. Kamiyama, but you'll have to excuse me if I forgo the honorifics. I like to think we're pretty much all equals here just by virtue of survival, so I don't expect any special treatment, either." Even as he said the words, he was smiling.

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[info]lightofhokkaido
2009-02-26 07:14 pm UTC (link)
Midori's look remained passive and cool, but she allowed herself a small laugh at Sascha's comment about Mitsuko's love life. "You thought I was her and greeted me in a very familiar way. That implies you're very intimate with her love life, doesn't it?" She cocked her head slightly.

With a sigh, Midori shook her head. "I'm afraid I am protecting my own interests," she said cryptically. She still had plans for her daughter and nowhere did that include a Gaijin telepath. But she wasn't about to tell him that.

Midori's face screwed up in disgust as Sascha refused to refer to her not only as 'sama', but by any sort of Japanese honourific. He was impertinent. He reminded him a little of Giles, but lacking the charm she found in the empath. She smiled tightly, trying to maintain her calm. "Of course. If... That's the way you see it." Her back was ramrod straight, absolutely tense over Sascha's attitude. "So you are... Friends... With my daughter?" She could at least attempt civility. "I haven't met any of her friends yet. We're... Not that close."

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[info]bohemiarhapsody
2009-03-01 09:28 pm UTC (link)
Sascha saw the tension in Midori's posture and the look of obvious displeasure on her face, and he nearly smacked himself in the forehead. Well, this was a damned good first impression to make on a woman who could very well end up as one of his fellow council members. Not that he was exactly thrilled with her haughty demeanor, but if she could suck it up and be civil (since it was fairly obvious from her clipped tone that she wasn't being polite because she liked him), then so could he.

"Please don't misunderstand me, Kamiyama-san," he said with a nod, pointedly avoiding the honorable suffix she'd expressly requested. "I mean no disrespect, and I'm not looking to make any enemies. I just think that if we're going to be working together, fingers crossed," and here he actually did cross his fingers for emphasis, although the bulkiness of his gloves made the action a little difficult, "we should try to keep the playing field as level as possible. I learn from you, you learn from me, that sort of thing."

He wasn't normally this off when it came to meeting new people, especially pretty women, but he'd already been in a strange sort of mood; running into one of his opponents for the very same position that had put him into that mood had obviously thrown him for a loop. Add to that the fact that this woman was Mitsuko's mother, and well...there you had it.

"Listen, let's...try this again." He brushed a few wayward strands of hair out of his face, realizing that he'd forgotten to stuff his woolen cap into the pocket of his coat that morning and now his ears were getting ridiculously cold. "Hi, I'm Sascha Connolly, and yes, I'm...well acquainted with your daughter. I met her through my roommate, Irei Arakaki." He made a motion toward the bag Midori had been carrying. "Like a little help with that? I'm actually headed toward the cafe for lunch...maybe we can stop in for a visit with Miss Mitsuko." Yes, yes, he needed to get someplace warm, and soon. His break didn't last that long to begin with, anyway.

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[info]lightofhokkaido
2009-03-09 01:14 am UTC (link)
There was very little Sascha could have done to impress Midori. She was not easily impressed by anyone, especially not some hormonal, scruffy man.... Something which was very ironic, considering she was more than a little involved with a hormonal, scruffy man, though she would not admit to her relationship with Giles and the fact she actually liked him. But her own relationship was not what she was concerned with at the moment. She was more concerned with her daughter.

Midori managed a smile and nodded. "I suppose you are right, Connolly-san." She held out a hand to Sascha. While she looked uncomfortable with the gesture, she thought it best to start fresh with the man and it was best to try a Western sign of alliance. "I'm sure I will have... Much to learn from you." Her words were slightly forced, as she really wasn't sure how much she was going to learn from this man. Well... Perhaps she could learn a few things Giles would appreciate. If his greeting was any indication, Sascha was a very physical man.

"It is nice to meet you, Connolly-san. I am glad my daughter has made some friends in Elysium. She has never kept her friends for very long. Perhaps she has changed." She bristled slightly at the mention of Irei. "Yes.... Of course.... Arakaki-san. He is the man that was arrested with Mitsuko. She was..." She wrinkled her nose. "Becoming intimate with him outside of the temple, if I remember correctly."

She let Sascha take her bag. "Thank you. You are... Quite polite. Yes, I will join you." She paused for a moment. "But if we do run into Mitsuko, are going to greet her as you greeted me?"

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[info]bohemiarhapsody
2009-04-21 11:10 pm UTC (link)
Sascha accepted the kitsune woman's outstretched hand and gave it a firm shake, hoping the gesture was a sign of some sort of solidarity between them. He hesitated only for the briefest of moments before smoothly changing his grip and dropping his customary greeting onto the back of her hand. So smooth, he couldn't help but think as he pressed his lips to her skin for the second time during their short introduction; in fact, it reminded him very much of...her daughter.

Speaking of which...Sascha blinked at the mention of Mitsuko and Irei's now-notorious little tryst, rubbing at the corners of his mouth as he tried to ward off a chuckle of amusement. It seemed his roommate had left another less-than-stellar impression on someone, although he really shouldn't have been surprised; Irei definitely had a knack for pushing people's buttons with his typical blase, devil-may-care attitude.

"That's one way of putting it," he returned with a smile, shifting his grip on the cane in his other hand and lifting the bag out of Midori's arms. "From what I heard it was only a kiss, but I suppose some people might consider that fairly intimate. Of course, a real gentleman doesn't kiss and tell." He couldn't quite resist adding a wink, just for effect.

Sascha walked on beside his companion, flashing her a lop-sided grin as they approached the cafe. He couldn't quite pick out Mitsuko's lithe form at this distance, but they'd arrive soon enough that it wouldn't make much of a difference. "Of course not, Kamiyama-san," he said in answer to her last query, the humor evident in his voice. "Not while she's on the clock. I'll wait until breaktime."

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[info]lightofhokkaido
2009-04-24 10:13 pm UTC (link)
Midori rolled her eyes at Sascha's supposed charm. She could see where many weaker women would fall under his spell, but she was by no means weak. She did not find him appealing. For a moment, she thought about Giles. About the fire his confrontational style brought up in her. She liked that. Sascha was all about flattery. To Midori, flattery was just a means to get what one wanted.

She had not yet properly met Arakaki-san. She had only glimpsed him from a distance in her following of her daughter's activities. It was nice that she sought the company of Japanese men occasionally, but it was still not as good as the company of a Kitsune male. "I highly doubt anyone would ever mistake you and Arakaki-san for gentlemen," Midori replied haughtily, taking her hand back. "But I suppose that is why my daughter appreciates your company. But tell me this, Connolly-san..." She arched a brow at Sascha. "If you are roommates with the man who was caught kissing my daughter... Why were you going to greet her in such a familiar manner?"

As the approached the cafe, Midori inhaled deeply. She could scent the girl inside. There weren't many kitsune in Elysium and her own kin were easier to recognize. "Well, at least you have some sort of propriety, at least when it comes to business endeavors." She shot Sascha a withering look.

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[info]bohemiarhapsody
2009-05-20 02:53 pm UTC (link)
Sascha blinked several times as he tried to process Midori's words, momentarily caught off-guard by the remark and subsequent question. There was only a few seconds' pause before his rhetorical instincts kicked in, and he chuckled at his companion's sour tone while attempting to defend himself.

"Stranger things have happened, Kamiyama-san," he chirped as she retracted her hand, neither confirming nor denying the statement. "And I like to think I'm a friendly person. Irei's not quite as friendly, but he's still generous." And we both like to share, he thought with an inward smirk, although he didn't dare voice the thought aloud. "Miss Mitsuko seems pretty personable herself. I guess we just mesh well."

Sascha waited until they'd reached the entrance of the cafe before turning to Midori with an indulgent smile, not even bothering to respond to her last quip. Someone had just entered ahead of them, and Sascha caught the door with the back of his heel as he nodded for his companion to precede him. "After you, milady."

Now that Mitsuko was in plain view, he couldn't quite resist the urge to make a minor spectacle of himself- especially if it meant irking the woman beside him just a bit. He'd gotten over his initial defensiveness and had resolved to take all of her veiled (or not) insults with a grain of salt. Some time ago he'd realized that the best way to get a rise out of someone so proper and stuffy (an image of Kelsey came to mind here) was a smidge of playfulness. Just a smidge, mind you.

"Season's eatings!" he announced to the rest of the patrons with a grand gesture of his arm, rapping the end of his cane against the edge of the counter to get Mitsuko's attention.

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[info]lightofhokkaido
2009-05-28 08:28 pm UTC (link)
Midori surveyed Sascha with barely contained contempt, nodding her head silently. Yes, she was sure he and Mitsuko meshed very well. She knew quite well about her daughter's promiscuity. But she supposed Mitsuko whoring around was preferable to her committing herself to one of these humans. Midori still had hope Mitsuko would eventually find a Kitsune to have children with. Not that her daughter seemed interested in having an heir. Midori couldn't say she entirely blamed her. Motherhood had never agreed with her much either.

Midori was standing slightly behind Sascha so, from Mitsuko's vantagepoint, she did not see her mother right away. But she saw Sascha. She smiled broadly and ran up to him. "Hey, Sascha-kun." She gave him a playful slap on the behind. "Glad you decided to stop in. Things were getting really boring."

"I think they are slightly more interesting now," Midori said coolly, rolling her eyes. "Really, Mitsuko... You can't act with a little more restraint in public?"

"Okasama..." Mitsuko gulped, blinking at her mother. But she recovered quickly. She looped an arm around Sascha's neck and brought him down to her level, kissing him fiercely. It was a hungry, showy kiss, her tongue plunging into his mouth. When she finally pulled away, she licked her lips before smiling at her mother. "I guess not."

Midori sighed and rolled her eyes again. "That was unnecessary. As is that uniform." She eyed Mitsuko's maid's uniform critically. "Really, Mitsuko?"

"I'd work naked, but that's against the health code," Mitsuko replied. She looked between Midori and Sascha. "Are you two sitting together?"

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[info]bohemiarhapsody
2009-06-04 06:35 pm UTC (link)
Sascha raised an eyebrow at Mitsuko's touchy-feely greeting, welcoming the gesture completely but knowing that the woman at his side would probably have a thing or two to say about it. He wasn't disappointed when Midori began to chastize her daughter, but he was taken by surprise at Mitsuko's smooth recovery.

Bag of rice in one hand and his cane in the other, Sascha flailed a little awkwardly for a few moments when the tricksy little kitsune pulled him into a lip-lock. He quickly righted himself as he felt her tongue slide past his lips, and he wrapped an arm around her tiny little waist and leaned her back into an impromptu dip as he eagerly returned the favor, earning the both of them some appreciative catcalls from the patrons in the cafe.

When she finally pulled away from him, he was tempted to hold her in place, if only as a shield for the rather conspicuous bulge beginning to form in his pants. Now look what you've done. I hope you've got a break coming up, because mine's almost over, and it would be a hell of a waste.

He blinked innocently over at Midori then, replying carefully, "I'd be more than happy to share a table with both of you lovely ladies. Not sure if I'm your mother's ideal lunch partner, though."

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[info]foxylady
2009-06-05 10:33 am UTC (link)
Mitsuko was very pleased with Sascha's reaction to her goading of her mother. He'd reacted just the way she suspected he would, pulling her close and engaging her in the sensual kiss. She nipped at his lower lip and purred softly against his mouth. She could feel how much he enjoyed the kiss pressing against her belly. Well, well... This was certainly going to piss Midori off. She remained completely cool though as she spoke to her mother, but she heard Sascha's mindspeak in her head. She hadn't needed him to tell her that she'd gotten him hard.

Just give me a minute. No way I'm letting that go to waste.

Midori sighed, rolling her eyes. Deep down, she felt a stab of jealousy. Thoughts of Giles and how she'd wanted to run into him came back to her. Instead, she'd run into Sascha and was now privvy to his interactions with Mitsuko. "I have no quarrel with you, Connolly-san," Midori said calmly. Despite Mitsuko trying to rile her, she would not budge. It was something of a battle of wills between the two women. Seeing how far Mitsuko could push Midori.

Mitsuko gave her mother a smile-- one that was far too bright and pleasant. "You know, I'm about to go on break. I need to discuss something with Sascha first." She reached over, placing a hand over Midori's. She led her to a free table and sat her down. She took the rice and set it in one of the other seats at the table. "Just wait here." She turned towards one of the other waitresses. "I'm going to go on break. Can you take care of my mother's order?"

Midori allowed herself to be taken to the table. "Be sure not to handle food afterwards," Midori whispered to Mitsuko in Japanese, the slightest of edges to her words. "I'm sure that's a health risk." She had no doubt what she and Sascha were going to 'discuss'.

Mitsuko rolled her eyes and strode towards the back. She gestured for Sascha to follow her, hoping he would be as discreet as possible. She didn't care if Midori knew-- hell, she enjoyed that aspect-- but she didn't much want to get fired.

She slipped into the bathroom and leaned against the wall. "This isn't weird for you, is it?" She asked Sascha, cocking her head in curiosity. Normally, she wouldn't care about using her partners shamelessly, but Sascha was more than just a partner, he was her friend. "She's gonna hate you no matter what and she lives to have things to bitch about."

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[info]bohemiarhapsody
2009-06-06 04:24 am UTC (link)
Sascha's Japanese wasn't exactly perfect, but it was good enough for him to get the gist of the whispered exchange between mother and daughter, and he smoothed the back of one finger over his lips to hide his smile while stuffing his discarded gloves into his coat pocket. Ah, Midori was definitely onto them now. Not that he hadn't expected as much of the woman; there seemed to be very little that escaped her notice, after all.

"Sit tight, Kamiyama-san," he said with a pleasant smile, depositing his coat on one of the chairs and wiggling his fingers at Midori in a parting gesture. "I'm sure this won't take...too long." He ignored the thinly veiled look of distaste on her features as he followed after Mitsuko, keeping enough of a distance between them that it seemed like just a regular pit stop rather than anything too scandalous. Sascha was practiced enough at this sort of thing to keep himself natural and composed, anyway.

Upon entering the bathroom, he casually slid the bolt into place and secured the door before turning to face his new kitsune companion. They were in the ladies room, he noted offhandedly; thank God, it was always the cleaner option. By that point, Mitsuko had already asked him a question, and he braced his hands against the wall to either side of her head as he responded.

"A little, but I'll get over it," and that was the truth. He ducked his head down low enough that his lips brushed teasingly against her earlobe. "I guess that's just how mothers are." Not that he had a lot of experience in that arena; Yvonne was the closest he'd ever had to a mother (mother-in-law counted for something, didn't it?) and she'd been a fairly commanding figure in her own right. He was touched that Mitsuko had stopped to consider his reaction, but his thoughts didn't linger on that fact for long. After all, there were other pressing needs to be met.

"Honestly, though," he murmured as his fingers danced lightly over the skin of her upper arm and just beneath the material of her sleeve, "it's not your mother that's on my mind at the moment.

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[info]foxylady
2009-06-11 08:12 pm UTC (link)
Midori was the picture perfect ice queen at the moment. She remained stotic, her expression cold as Sascha and Mitsuko tried to act calm as they snuck away. She would not give Mitsuko the satisfaction of seeing how displeased she was about the situation. Mitsuko lived to make Midori's life miserable. Shaming her. Midori would refrain from letting her know it was working.

In the bathroom, Mitsuko let out a sigh as Sascha's lips brushed against her flesh. She rolled her hips, pushing up against Sascha. They didn't have very long to spend, lest they be caught together in a compromising position. But she wanted to take the time to enjoy this experience. It wasn't often Mitsuko got laid at work (okay, so this was the first time she'd gotten the chance thusfar).

"I'm glad you're such a trooper," Mitsuko murmured, purring softly at the gentle touches of her partner. "I don't know about all mothers but... Midori's never happy with anything I do." She rubbed herself against the bulge in Sascha's trousers, enjoying the friction. One hand reached up to slip around Sascha's neck and bring him down for a kiss.

"Oh yeah?" She smirked before pushing him back gently. "I bet I know what is on your mind." She reached under her skirt and pulled off her lacy undergarments and hiked up her skirt. She leaned against the wall once again. "This it?" She tried to look as enticing as possible, garbed in her cute maid's uniform, but with underwear abandoned and a smoldering look on her face.

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Think we need an 'Adult Content Warning' yet? XD
[info]bohemiarhapsody
2009-06-14 12:11 pm UTC (link)
Mmm, that little tease. Sascha couldn't honestly say he didn't enjoy the show as Mitsuko carefully discarded her panties and gave him that look, but something prevented him from simply pushing her against the wall and taking her right then and there. He'd always prided himself on his creativity and sexual ingenuity, and the current situation presented him just the perfect opportunity.

"Well, she definitely won't be happy about this," he said with a smirk, cupping the kitsune's jaw in one hand and probing lightly along the seam of her lips with his index finger. They were running short on time today, Sascha knew this, so he'd have to work quickly; it was time for a little multi-tasking.

He leaned forward to press a kiss to the corner of her jawline, just where it met her ear, before trailing his mouth down along her throat and over her collarbone, keeping the touches feather-light, while he smoothed his hands over the material of her uniform down to the hem of her skirt. You must be a mindreader, he thought with a sly grin as his lips ghosted briefly over the exposed part of her breasts, not bothering to waste his breath or distract the attentions of his mouth by speaking aloud.

Fuck, he wanted her aroused, fully aroused, right now, and the best way he could think to encourage her was to open the floodgates of his own mind- just a bit, of course- and allow her access to his own lustful thoughts. So he did. As he slowly sank to his knees on the floor in front of her and slid his palms up along her thighs, he caught her eyes with his own for a moment and willed her to feel his thoughts, to see what he was about to do to her and know that he didn't intend to stop until the both of them were satisfied.

This isn't what I came for today, y'know. I just wanted my cigarettes back, Sascha practically purred as he ducked his head between her legs and put his tongue to good use. He didn't need an advanced sense of smell to breathe in the musky scent of her arousal and know she was ready. Maybe I'm just hungrier than I thought.

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Uh... Yeah. I think so.
[info]foxylady
2009-06-14 01:30 pm UTC (link)
Mitsuko let out a small giggle as she leaned back against the wall and waited for Sascha to make his move. She was already prepared for this. The kiss in the cafe had done as much for her as it had for Sascha, even if it's primary purpose had been to piss Midori off. That wasn't to say she didn't want Sascha's creativity. In fact, she planned to enjoy every minute of it.

"My happiness is all that really matters," Mitsuko said. She smiled teasingly. "And I suppose yours too..." Her tongue darted out and licked Sascha's index finger, before drawing it into her mouth to suck wantonly on it briefly, just to put more ideas in Sascha's head-- ideas she was fairly certain he already had.

As Sascha's mouth blazed warm trails over her exposed skin, Mitsuko's delicate fingers slid beneath his shirt, smoothing over the flesh of his back, thrilling at the touch. That's not your mind you're thinking with, Sascha-kun Mitsuko teased him, her back arching as Sascha skimmed over her bust. Mitsuko slipped a hand out of Sascha's shirt to grab the lacy fabric covering her, tugging it down to expose her breasts to his gaze.

It was a good thing she had freed her had as the moment Sascha opened his mind up to her, she threw that hand over her mouth to muffle her moan. She had never felt anything like that before, the pure, unadulterated want for her, masculine lust and utter need. Mitsuko's hand slipped away from her mouth as Sascha sank to his knees. She looked down at him and let out a small mewl. Most of her lovers had been humans with powers and now she could see... Oh, powers did have their advantages. Mitsuko slipped her hands into Sascha's hair, urging him closer and closer to her.

Oh, were those yours? I thought they were Irei's. She moaned softly, not so loud that it would be heard outside of the bathroom. She wanted Sascha. She wanted him badly and she wanted him now. Please... Just fuck me. She entreated to him in her mind.

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...oh yeah, baby. XD
[info]bohemiarhapsody
2009-06-14 03:30 pm UTC (link)
Sascha couldn't help but chuckle at Mitsuko's playful retorts, and he nipped lightly at her skin in response. God, he loved the feel of her hands on him- anywhere, everywhere. He'd always been receptive to touch, and this was definitely not an exception. His eyes closed contentedly as he shifted against her fingers, and he was almost certain she could read his approval through body language alone, not to mention the thoughts flowing through his mind. Maybe Irei was right about him after all- he was just an overgrown puppy.

He could feel the throbbing heat of his cock as his partner exposed herself to him, the taut hardness straining the front of his pants as the mental connection he'd opened between them worked in reverse and allowed her answering thoughts of desire to wash over him. And the sounds she was making, fuck...he couldn't take it anymore.

There were a few desperate moments as Sascha struggled with his belt-loops- goddamnit, why did he always have to buckle it off-center?!?- followed by a loud ZZZZIIIP!! as he abruptly tugged open his fly. The weather had dictated that he wear layers purely out of necessity, but it was only a matter of seconds before his hand sought out the length of hot, stiffened flesh in question. He managed to bite back half of an uncharacteristic moan of pleasure as he stroked his sex two, three times before returning his attention to the juncture of Mitsuko's legs.

What's his is mine, dumplin', he returned as his tongue delved teasingly into her wet heat and then withdrew, the tip teasing at her swollen nub. And what's mine is...MINE. His free hand fumbled around the layers of her skirt until he found her tail, and he stroked the underside of the base with his thumb in a gesture very reminiscent of the way he was currently touching himself.

Believe me, I plan to. But here's the important question: Do I use my mouth, or something else?

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This was NOT how I imagined this RP would go
[info]foxylady
2009-06-14 04:03 pm UTC (link)
Mitsuko was having a lot of fun. It had been a long time since she'd felt like this in sex. Where it was casual and fun. Where she wasn't overwhelmed completely by need due to celibacy and could take the time to really enjoy the experience outside of the carnal pleasures. She could sense Sascha's own enjoyment and that pleased her to no end.

She wiggled and strained towards Sascha's seeking tongue. How long had it been since someone had gone down on her? Truth was, she couldn't even remember. She continued to purr and moan as he teased her with his mouth. Her fingers remained buried in his dark hair, clutching at the locks and urging him to continue. She had to bite back a cry as Sascha played with her tail. Very few men ever touched her tail during sex and didn't realize it was actually very sensitive for her. Her toes curls and she took a deep, gasping breath, trying to ride out the pleasure.

A smile played on her lips as Sascha mindspoke to her. You seem to forget I'm a thief, Sascha-kun. She was feeling aggressive this time around. It had been she who'd initiated the encounter, she was standing while Sascha was kneeling. So if there's something I want, I take it.

She pulled Sascha away from her, out from under her skirt. She pushed him back until he sprawled on the ground. She must have looked like she was out of some Ero-Cosplay Video, a molest maid in lacy dress, breasts exposed and underwear on the floor. She settled on top of Sascha, straddling his lap, gasping as she allowed the tip of his cock to brush against her entrance. ANYTHING I want...

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Going, going....gone!
[info]bohemiarhapsody
2009-06-14 05:01 pm UTC (link)
The sudden surge of assertiveness from his partner caught Sascha by surprise, and he blinked as she maneuvered him onto his back. Not that he minded, really; he just wasn't that accustomed to being manhandled. Irei generally preferred Sascha to take the dominant role during their encounters, although he definitely had his moments as well. This was a little unexpected, but...good. Definitely good.

Then again, this was Mitsuko. Maybe he shouldn't have been so surprised after all.

Sascha smiled a little humorously at his current predicament: here he was rolled onto his back, belly exposed and vulnerable. Had he been a dog, this would've been a perfect picture of submission. Ah, what the hell, he thought with a grin as he kept his wrists pressed against the floor to either side of his head, offering himself up to the passionate little kitsune in whatever way she might choose.

He bit his lip sharply as Mitsuko settled herself over him, pressing his hips upward in a vain attempt to hurry along the process. Fuck, he was hard. Goddamnit, woman, TAKE it!

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Ride 'em, Cowgirl!
[info]foxylady
2009-06-14 05:19 pm UTC (link)
Mitsuko's grin was almost feral as she looked down at Sascha, flat on his back and at her mercy. Her tongue darted out and licked her plush lips. Oh, this was very nice indeed. She didn't have much opportunity to be in charge. Most men were so sensitive about being submissive to a woman. Shame really. She was very good at the role.

She slid her hands up Sascha's arms, taking hold of his wrists and pinning them down against the ground. She leaned in close, laving her tongue over his lips. She cocked her head slightly, her hair falling down in waves over Sascha's chest.

She let out a chuckle at Sascha's demand. Needy, aren't you, Sascha-kun?. She lowered herself about an inch before rising again, teasing the both of Them. She took his mouth in a furious kiss, her tongue daring his to play with her. After a heated moment, she moved to his ear, biting lobe. "You feeling desperate?" Her voice was a lower murmur. Mindspeak was all well and good, but there was something to be said for a sultry purr. "You want me to take your cock? Ride you until you think you're going to go crazy?"

She suddenly slammed her hips down, taking him all the way to the hilt. Her fingers clutched at his wrists and she let out a small "Ah!" against his ear. "Mmmm..... That felt good."

She sat up once again, moving her hands so they were on his chest, to give her better leverage. Slowly, she began to ride him in earnest. With each passing moment, she gained a little speed, a little force. She bit her lower lip and her eyes burned with passion.

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[info]bohemiarhapsody
2009-06-18 06:42 pm UTC (link)
Flirty Mitsuko was fun. Horny Mitsuko was even more fun, and Aggressive, semi-Dominatrix Mitsuko was...well, his reaction spoke for itself. Sascha wriggled just a bit beneath her, not really fighting the hold she had on his wrists but letting her know that he was beyond ready for some action.

God, he loved the teasing, he really did...but that fucking delicious purring was almost unbearable, and as much as he wanted her to continue, he was afraid it really might drive him crazy. What, Sascha, desperate?

Hell yes. And she knew it, too.

Her sudden movement jarred him enough that he grunted against the curtain of her hair and closed his eyes, whimpering a bit uncharacteristically as she started to rock against him. He had to give Mitsuko props; the woman definitely knew what she was doing.

Sascha's hands had settled over the kitsune girl's thighs almost as soon as she'd released her hold on him, and he smoothed his fingers over the flawless skin in silent admiration, opening his eyes to watch the show she was putting on for him. With the added mental intensity of the experience he knew he wouldn't last much longer, and he unconsciously wettened his lips with his tongue before murmuring breathlessly, "C'mon dumplin', touch yourself for me. If you don't, I will."

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[info]foxylady
2009-06-23 05:28 pm UTC (link)
There was something so wonderfully powerful about straddling Sascha, driving him closer and closer to madness, her own pleasure mounting. Mitsuko could tell he was going to lose control. She wanted to go over with him and at this rate, she was getting very close herself. She worried her lower lip, toes curling inside her patent leather shoes. She was awash in pleasure and the sense of power being in the dominant position gave her.

She mewled softly and undulated her hips as Sascha's hands slipped over her thighs. She could feel Sascha's own enjoyment and it was nearly enough to drive her mad. She loved feeling his feelings and wanted more. "I'd much rather touch you," She slid her hands beneath his shirt, fingertips tracing his muscles and teasing the nipples hidden beneath the fabric. She kept the movement of her hips up as she leaned in and took a heady kiss from his lips. "I guess you're going to have to take matters into your own hands then, Sascha-kun." It wouldn't take much more before her orgasm crashed over her. She was close enough as it was.

In the back of her mind, she wondered if Midori would get fed up and leave, or if anyone else was trying to get into the bathroom.

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H-O-T-T
[info]bohemiarhapsody
2009-07-15 10:55 pm UTC (link)
It was all Sascha could do not to finish right then and there as Mitsuko's fingers mercilessly teased at his nipples. They had always been a particularly sensitive spot for him, a fact Irei often used against him during their own sack sessions. The kitsune's motions drew a surprised gasp from him as he arched into the touch and slid his own hands further up the length of her legs to her hips.

"Whatever the lady says," Sascha hissed against his partner's plundering mouth, catching her retreating lips with his own and coaxing another moan from her as he returned the favor. One of his hands fisted in the long strands of her hair while the other, which had settled comfortably over her mound, began working fervently to bring her to a climax.

His thumb rubbed back and forth against her swollen nub as his other fingers traced the slick lines of her vulva, brushing against the base of his own cock as she lowered herself over him again and again. He could feel her muscles pulsing hotly around him, wringing the last ounces of control from his body as he surrendered to the rhythm of their coupling with a long, satisfied groan.

"Mmm-m-itsu-ko," he murmured as his eyelids fluttered closed contentedly, the name drawn out into enough throaty syllables that it might have just been sated purring. "God, fuck." His own hips bucked upward against the kitsune for several moments before the effects of his orgasm subsided and he was left blinking groggily up at his partner. "...next time I'll have to call in a delivery."

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[info]foxylady
2009-07-31 02:25 am UTC (link)
Mitsuko rode against Sascha, feeling his fingers tease her most sensitive spots. She let out a gasp and shut her eyes, her own digits never ceasing their caress. Biting her lower lip, Mitsuko stifled her moan of climax as her muscles fluttered around Sascha. She felt him release into her and she let out a long sigh, falling down onto his chest. She rested there for a moment, breathing heavily against Sascha's neck.

"Definitely an interesting way to spend my break," she murmured, giving Sascha one final kiss against the jaw before disengaging from him and getting to her feet. She gathered the bits of clothes she'd shed and began to straighten herself up, hoping no one would be able to see the difference between when she'd gone in and now.

Smoothing down her hair and then washing her hands, Mitsuko turned back to Sascha. "What do you think? Presentable enough?"

Satisfied with how she looked, Mitsuko slipped back out into the cafe casually. Midori still sat at the table she'd been left at. The elder Kitsune sipped her tea, her icy gaze trained on Mitsuko and Sascha.

"I very nearly left," Midori said coldly. "You should be thankful this place has decent tea."

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[info]bohemiarhapsody
2009-08-02 06:59 am UTC (link)
Sascha blinked a little groggily up at Mitsuko as she moved away, then down at his lower body and the evidence of their coupling. He groaned lightly as he rolled to his feet and trudged to the sink to clean up, tugging his pants up over his hips with one hand. "Been on my back before, but never on a bathroom floor. That's a first."

A mischievous little smile crossed his lips as he caught her reflection in the mirror and watched her swiftly preen and re-dress herself. "You look good enough to eat, dumplin'," Sascha remarked as he went about straightening his own clothes and knocking a few loose pieces of...well, something out of his hair; he didn't really want to think about what sort of nastiness lurked on the tiled bathroom flooring. He managed to catch one of the kitsune's wrists before she slipped out the door, and as he finished buckling his belt, he leaned forward and whispered against her ear. "And you've got one of the sweetest little cunts I've ever tasted. Guess I won't be needin' dessert."

Sascha discreetly followed a few moments behind Mitsuko as she left the bathroom, and he was struck by the slightest pang of guilt when he saw Midori eyeing them with distaste. Truth be told, he had hoped she'd be disgusted enough with their behavior to just leave the cafe altogether, but it seemed he had no such luck. She was definitely a persistent little bugger. Maybe that's where Mitsuko had gotten it from.

"My apologies, Kamiyama-san," he said, nodding at the woman as he pulled out a chair for Mitsuko before seating himself. "The delay was entirely my fault. Hope you won't think too badly of me." Oh, the irony of that statement. Sascha was fairly sure her opinion of him couldn't get much lower, but he wasn't about to let the thought prevent him from having a decent lunch. Er, or maybe just some chocolate. Yes, chocolate was good.

"I hope you ordered without us," he said good-naturedly, a rather chipper grin on his face. He was definitely feeling happy after everything that had just transpired in the bathroom, and Midori would be hard-pressed to dampen his good mood. "Have you got any enthralling anecdotes to keep us entertained while we wait, or should I start on the knock knock jokes?"

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[info]lightofhokkaido
2009-08-05 06:04 pm UTC (link)
Mitsuko's eyes widened at Sascha's compliment. While she had, of course, heard men speak such words before, she'd never heard them so casual. Such things were always spoken in the heat of passion and never really as... A compliment. It was somehow far more intense for Mitsuko to hear it like this. It caused her cheeks to turn red and she had to avert her gaze from Sascha.

Midori noticed the difference in her daughter upon her return. She arched a brow as she looked to Sascha. "Your fault, hm? Well, I suppose you would want to take credit for things lasting longer." She couldn't help but snark on the pair. It was deplorable, what they had just done. She looked back to Mitsuko. "But I suppose you must have some talent. I don't think I've ever seen my daughter blush like this. I didn't even think she was capable of bashfulness."

She remained perfectly prim in her seat. "Yes, I have ordered. I had no idea how long you would take, even if you even cared about my presence here." She sighed. "Mitsuko has never much cared for me, you see."

Mitsuko had regained composure from Sascha's heated words with Midori's icy ones. "Putting the blame all on me, mother... That is certainly an interesting take on things. Here it was I thought you had no use for me. You don't need me until you're dead, sa? Nothing but an heir."

"There's nothing to be heir to any longer," Midori replied.

Mitsuko cocked her head. "Then I guess you have even less use for me."

Midori's brow furrowed. "Is that why you let men like him--" she looked disparangingly at Sascha "--use you?"

"Sascha's a dear friend of mine," Mitsuko said, very seriously. She did indeed like Sascha a great deal. "He does not use me."

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[info]bohemiarhapsody
2009-08-17 05:06 am UTC (link)
Sascha wasn't really offended by any of Midori's snark at this point; in fact, he was almost beginning to enjoy the little verbal volley they had going, especially when the older kitsune mentioned the flush of color on her daughter's face. Yes, he was rather proud of that accomplishment.

He opened his mouth to make some kind of witty retort, but Mitsuko had already beaten him to the punch. It seemed that this argument was an old one, but there was a note of bitterness in the younger woman's voice that suggested it was really only the tip of the iceberg. The relationship between the two women was obviously strained, but it bordered on disturbingly hostile as well.

"It's obvious you don't think much of me, Kamiyama-san," he said lightly, settling his fingers gently over Mitsuko's wrist in as reassuring a manner as he could manage. "Can't exactly say I blame you, either. I haven't really given you a reason to like me. But there is one thing you should know before you make anymore accusations."

Their new waitress chose just that moment to interrupt the conversation by setting some water in front of them, and Sascha sipped a bit from his glass before finishing his thought. "Mitsuko's a dear friend of mine as well, and I have few of those. My trust isn't something I give freely, but your daughter's earned it. I'd never compromise a friendship for something as base as sex." He paused for a moment to let his words sink in, before a grin stretched across his lips.

"Even if it may be partly based on sex. Besides, I could get that anywhere. So could she, for that matter."

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[info]foxylady
2009-08-26 09:31 pm UTC (link)
Mitsuko was indeed blushing quite red in the face and the colour wasn't easily fading. At least, not until she began to get into things with her mother. It was hard to stay flustered when exposed to Midori's barbed words. Sascha wasn't misreading things when he thought the relationship was a bit hostile. Dysfunctionality was the status quo for the Kamiyama Family. It always had been. It had just grown over the years.

She couldn't help but feel a bit exposed at the conversation. She and Midori had never sat and tried to be civil while discussing Midori's disappointment in her. Certainly, they never did it in front of other people. It seemed Midori had become a bit more brazen over the years. Maybe she was just that disappointed in Mitsuko. Mitsuko turned her hand to take Sascha's hand, lacing their fingers. She needed the comfort of a friend right now.

She managed a small smile at Sascha's words. It meant a lot that Sascha thought her something quick lay.

"But you include sex in your little... Arrangement..." Midori spoke the words with heavy distain. "What if Mitsuko were to become pregnant with your hybrid spawn? Would she still be your 'friend'? Would you care for her?"

Mitsuko looked coldly at her mother. "He wouldn't have to, seeing as you'd push me down the stairs to take care of the problem."

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[info]bohemiarhapsody
2009-08-27 03:14 am UTC (link)
Sascha gave Mitsuko's hand a gentle squeeze as they listened to the kitsune woman speak. It was never fun to be caught in the middle of a family dispute, especially when the family in question wasn't even your own, but Mitsuko's vulnerability at that moment was almost palpable. They may not have known all that much about one another, but he wasn't about to sit back and let her mother rip her to emotional shreds in a very public place. Forget undignified- that was just plain indecent.

The next words out of Midori's mouth were enough to give him a moment's pause, because in all honesty, he hadn't really considered the possibility of Mitsuko getting pregnant. They'd never talked details about that sort of thing, especially since their encounters tended to be pretty spontaneous. He'd heard Irei mention something along the lines of 'unusual mating cycles' and had left it at that, assuming their foxy little friend was taking the responsibility into her own hands. It was entirely too passive on his part, he knew that, but it was a concept he wasn't exactly keen on pondering just now.

Ah, but how to answer her question? He obviously couldn't dodge the topic any longer, even with Mitsuko chiming in with a snide remark or two. No, he had to think about...children. A child. About possibly having another child, even if only hypothetically. That thought hit him a little harder than he thought it would, and he took a moment to gather himself before looking Midori square in the eye.

"If that situation were to arise, Kamiyama-san, I would do exactly what I did when my daughter was born. I'd care for both mother and child, without reservations." It wasn't much in Sascha's nature to make harsh or cutting remarks, but there was little sympathy in his voice as he spoke next. "I'd never punish my child just because the situation didn't turn out quite as expected."

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[info]foxylady
2009-09-02 03:33 am UTC (link)

Midori cared very little for the fact they were heatedly discussing their family problems in public. After all, Sascha and Mitsuko had caused even more of a spectacle by having sex-- no, fucking-- in the bathroom. Her interactions with her daughter were also limited, ever since Mitsuko had declared she wanted nothing to do with her. She would have to take what she could get.

She knew she had caught Sascha off guard. That had been her plan. She had hoped to scare him out of sleeping with Mitsuko ever again, the threat of pregnancy something he would most likely want to avoid. Of course, it would not stop Mitsuko. She had a good understanding of Kitsune fertility and what that entailed.

Midori frowned slightly-- thoughtfully-- at Sascha's heartfelt reply to her question. She arched a delicate brow. "If you took such good care of your wife and daughter... Where are they now?"

Mitsuko was on her feet in a moment, before Sascha could even react. She wasn't exactly certain what had happened to Sascha's family, but she knew it was tragic. Giving the world situation, it wasn't a great leap. "You cold-hearted bitch."

She turned to Sascha, her eyes filled with sorrow. She was still clutching his hand tightly. "Sascha-kun, I'm so sorry..."

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'Bout time to wrap things up, ya think?
[info]bohemiarhapsody
2009-09-04 04:52 am UTC (link)
It was probably a very good thing that Mitsuko responded to Midori's remark more quickly, because Sascha was only a heartbeat away from tossing the rest of his water in the elder kitsune's face; it was clear from his expression that it might even be an option yet.

Sascha had always been laid-back, easy-going, and fairly quick to forgive. He'd only been truly offended a handful of times in his life, and had been given to real anger on even fewer occasions. But if there was one thing that could really upset him, one thing that really got his blood boiling, it was people implying that he didn't love his family. That he wasn't a good father, or that he didn't care to be. That he hadn't tried.

His fingers tightened around his glass as he shot Midori an icy look. He wanted to throw some sort of vicious retort back in her face, to cut her with his words the same way she'd cut him. Dead, just like the rest of your precious clan, he wanted to say, but he didn't- mostly for Mitsuko's sake. He wasn't about to do Midori any favors. And anyway, people were starting to stare; best not to draw anymore negative attention.

"They're at rest now, Irei saw to that," he said instead, leaning forward with a dangerous gleam in his eye. "And you, Kamiyama-san, are very lucky that I am a gentleman, regardless of what you may think. If you were a man, you'd be flat on your back right now, and I'd have no apologies for putting you there."

He pushed his chair back and slowly rose to his feet, his appetite long gone. Mitsuko was still gripping his hand and looking at him with pleading eyes, and he pulled the back of her hand to his lips in apology. "Don't worry about it, dumplin'," he murmured softly, leaning in to press another departing kiss against her cheek. "I'd stay longer, but I'm already overdue back at the library. You probably need to get back to work yourself, am I right?" He gave Midori a meaningful look as he retrieved his coat and cane.

"Good luck with your campaign," he said a little stiffly before looking back at Mitsuko. "We'll finish this conversation later."

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~FIN~
[info]lightofhokkaido
2009-09-11 11:06 am UTC (link)
Midori stayed calm, but there was an air of the perverse pleasure she felt at rattling both Mitsuko and Sascha. She smiled pleasantly at the two, as if she were completely unaware of the fact they were both furious. Sascha's comments made absolutely no impression. Even if he were the type to hit a woman, Midori believed she would be able to take him.

Mitsuko allowed Sascha to give her a kiss on the hand and the cheek, her insides knotting in regret towards Sascha and anger towards her mother. "You're right," Mitsuko murmured. "I'll come by later." While she would have been by regardless, she was going specifically to make sure Sascha was all right.

She watched as he departed, sighing deeply.

"Was it something I said?" Midori asked innocently before sipping her tea.

"I can't even look at you," Mitsuko said in distain, striding towards the kitchens. "I'll send someone over with your food."

Midori's expression darkened as her daughter retreated. No, this wouldn't do at all.

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