(gym, sounds of people playing volleyball) (moving things around)(open a heavy door)
Ryuuichi: “Huh? What are you doing? (you close the door) Girls had volleyball today? Hah, I see, you’re searching for the score board. Huh? Now that I think about it, the day before yesterday… Another class said they’d get a new one. The old one should be somewhere up the balls… Wait a sec. (walks away, starts searching) It’s not here… Maybe they threw it away? Hmm, there, perhaps? (still rustling) …Huh? Hey! Where are you…? (runs to you) Oh, there you are. I heard some noises but I couldn’t see you, so I was worried. Wow, I didn’t know that could be a blind spot from this degree… (I think, I’m not so sure since I can’t get the wording… -Eiko) Well, have you found the board? …I see. Well, they might have really thrown it away, then. …Huh? Why are you not wearing my necklace? Huh… Huh, that’s right. It would be bad if you lost it… Well, should it happen, I’d buy a new one for you! I’d like to say that, but, actually… Huh? Hah, no, I’m not mad at all! D-d-don’t apologize! It’s not like you did anything wrong to begin with… After all, that only means that you care for my necklace so much you don’t want to lose it. I should be the one to apologize. Let’s say that… When it comes to you… I have a strong desire to monopolize you. You have to show that you are only mine, and that I won’t let anyone else have you… If not, I’m worried. That’s why I told you I want you to always wear that necklace… It’s proof you are my girlfriend. Let’s say that… Well… I think of it as some sort of charm… that drives other men away from you. An amulet. In the end, it could be that… I just have not enough faith in myself. But of one thing I’m sure… And that is, I love you more than any other men trying to approach you. Please… don’t forget about that much. (you glomp him)(wow, talk about assertive! 8D –Eiko) H-hey, uhm… w-what’s going on? Aw… Yes, I love you too. I’d never grow tired of telling you. There’s nothing I don’t like about you. *kissing* (more glomping) In fact, I could be the one who can’t wait till tonight. I know… If we do it here, someone might catch us. That’s why… Come over here. If we stay here, the ones coming from the opposite side won’t be able to see us at all. *kissing* H-hey, watch out! Your voice is too high! Or… anyone would catch us. *kissing* (rustling) They’re hard already… You’re really sensitive, right? How cute. *kissing* It’s alright. You don’t smell of sweat at all. *kissing* Your hair smells good. I love… how you smell. (oh god there it goes –Eiko) *kissing* (removes clothes) And here, too… *kissing* *gucha gucha sounds °A°/* Uhm? What is that…? It hurts less than usual? (I can’t get the wording, sorry –Eiko) *gucha gucha* Huh? Why? Is it because you’re turned on? That’s right… It’s the first time we do it at school. *gucha gucha* My fingers are slipping in… *kissing and gucha gucha* Seeing you like this, I… I’m getting turned on as well… (gets on top of you) You touch me too… See… Here. *panting* Hah… Yes, that’s… it… I have to… keep my voice low, but… The way you touch me… makes me feel so good… My mind… is… going blank…! *panting* You’re… so damp already… My fingers are melting… Stroke it… some more… Yes… Like that… (the door opens)(…D: oh crap. –Eiko) (somebody comes in) *panting* (rummaging around) *breathing heavily* (still more rummaging) …What are they looking for? *gucha gucha sounds* (WHAT?! UITTHGUITGHTUGT YOU EXBIHISIONIST YOU!!! –Eiko) Quiet. Don’t make a sound… (the person found what she was looking for and runs back) (open door)(closed) Hah… Thank goodness they didn’t find us out. It’s not bad doing this, from time to time… You need a little thrill. And it looks like it turns you on, too… It might just become a habit, you know… (omg you depraved little bitch you 8D –Eiko) Huh? What? Don’t tell me… You want to quit now. (gets on top of you again) If you want me to stop so desperately, I will, but… *kissing* I don’t like you when you’re trying to temper me (???? I’m not sure at all because I don’t get a single word orz –Eiko) What shall we do do? Should we stop, or go on? I won’t tease you… I want to give you plenty of love. (pulls you down) Hah… Good. Because I wouldn’t stop if you’d ask me to. *kissing* Maybe I’m being pushy… But… Don’t you want me to be pushy sometimes? *kissing*”