Paul Richard Corrigan
14th May 2003, 08:25 PM
We regret that Studio Poutine's latest effort, a lemon with no literary
merit whatsoever currently titled "Dream Waves" (formerly "A Break from
Real Life") reportedly went to the FFML with numerous formatting problems.
The people responsible have been sacked.
The following repost might redeem itself with some minor corrections and
additions. We wish to thank Ukyou Kuonji and Cheshire Grin for their comments
(mostly positive, which is reassuring, at least).
Further comments always welcome.
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Paul Corrigan
corrig11@pilot.msu.edu
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Dream Waves
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A _Kareshi Kanojo no Jijo_ (_Karekano_) fanfic by Paul Corrigan
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_Karekano_ concept devised by Masami Tsuda
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(SFX: Strident background music from the archives, of the sort that plays
during classic war movies and historical epics.)
Announcer: (pace World War II newsreels; baritone) In the year 2003 AD the
Japanese Empire lay in ruins. The bursting of the bubble economy had resulted
in record unemployment...
Heckler: Get on with it!
Another: What the hell is this, dumbfuck? Get to the action!
Announcer: Sorry. (splutters)
(SFX: Music cuts out abruptly.)
Announcer: Point being, in Kawasaki, Kanagawa Prefecture a male and a female of
eighteen years of age, who shall remain anonymous to protect their privacy, to
relieve the stress of studying for college exams decided to do what comes
naturally to young people in love.
Heckler: That's more like it.
Other: Huh huh...Japanese schoolgirls...
Announcer: Without further ado...
(SFX: A pencil being placed on a table.)
Kareshi: I can't think any more. I need a break.
Kanojo: From studying?
Kareshi: From real life.
Kanojo: Yeah.
Kareshi: God, I'll be glad to get these exams over with. Haven't slept
properly in weeks...wired from all this soda...
Kanojo: Yeah, I know the feeling. (beat; coyly) Makes me kind of ticklish...
Kareshi: You have the energy for that?
Kanojo: We haven't made love in weeks either...
Kareshi: (whining) Miyazawa, all I really want is a nap...
Kanojo: So...we can get ourselves both off and knock ourselves out for--an
hour?--and we'll be good to go 'til dawn.
Kareshi: (beginning to cave) Well...
Kanojo: Works wonders. Couldn't have survived those all-nighters in junior
high if I hadn't known how to look after myself, so to speak.
Kareshi: I see.
Kanojo: (more softly) Or held out for you.
Kareshi: (playing hard to get) Flattery will get you nowhere. I know that
tone of voice.
Kanojo: (beginning to whine) Oh come on, Arima! It'll be fun!
(Beat.)
Kareshi: (capitulating) All right, what the hell. (chuckles) That'd be a
sight to see...you masturbating in that awful tracksuit...
Kanojo: (sweetly) It was very comfortable. And the elastic waist allowed easy
access...
Kareshi: So does your uniform. And it makes you look _much_ sexier.
Kanojo: Sexy? Me? In this?
Kareshi: Yes. I never told you that?
Kanojo: No. What, you like a girl in uniform, huh? (chuckles) Go figure--
must be the short skirt...
Kareshi: Partly. But mostly the girl inside it. You really are sexy in that,
you know...
Kanojo: (genuinely flattered) Thank you...
Kareshi: Kiss?
Kanojo: Yes, please.
(SFX: They kiss, at first tentatively, then with more force.)
Kareshi: They never caught you?
Kanojo: My parents?
Kareshi: I actually meant your sisters...not a lot of guaranteed privacy with
three in the room...
Kanojo: (breath getting ragged) I studied downstairs so they wouldn't
hear...if I wanted to be seen I wouldn't have done it in the tracksuit, now
would I?...
Kareshi: Trust you. (chuckles) I wouldn't mind seeing that sometime,
though...
Kanojo: Me in the tracksuit?
Kareshi: (in the middle of a kiss) Mm.
Kanojo: (giggles) Maybe if you're really good...mmm...
Kareshi: (with mock gravity) Will milady be needing a great deal of foreplay
this evening?
Kanojo: (breathing heavily) No, that's okay...It's true, you know. when I'm
this wired it doesn't take a whole lot...just eat me out some and I shouldn't
take too long...
Kareshi: Okay. We should probably go over to the bed.
Kanojo: Right.
(SFX: Bed creaks as Kanojo sits down on the bed.)
Kanojo: Take these panties off...Okay.
(SFx: Bed creaks as Kanojo lies down.)
Kareshi: You ready?
Kanojo: You have no idea. (laughs) Yeah, whenever you are, honey.
(Beat.)
(SFX: Occasional licking sounds as Kareshi licks Kanojo's genitals.)
Kanojo: (begins to moan with pleasure) Nnnn...ahhhn...yeah...good boy...
Kareshi: (coming up for air; skeptically) What? I'm Peropero now?
Kanojo: (coyly) He's a _very_ good dog, you know...
Kareshi: (shocked) You did _not_ make him...
Kanojo: (firmly) No, I did not take advantage of Peropero, silly. He's my
baby...
Kareshi: I believe you...(resumes)
Kanojo: Just a...nice little...fantasy of mine...ah!...Soichiro?
Kareshi: (his mouth full) Hm?
Kanojo: You don't mind if I...now the cat's out of the bag, I mean...
Kareshi: The dog?
Kanojo: (laughs) The dog, yeah! (titters, then stops as Kareshi resumes)
....do you mind if I...indulge it a bit more?
Kareshi: Mm mm mm mm mm.
Kanojo: (scolds teasingly) Don't talk with your mouth full.
Kareshi: I don't follow you.
Kanojo: I mean, I wanted to talk like you were Peropero. Turns me on
something fierce...
(Beat.)
Kareshi: (a bit skeptically) I don't see why not...
Kanojo: (more seriously) It won't gross you out or anything?
Kareshi: (firmly) No, it won't gross me out. Why would it?
Kanojo: Okay. Down, boy. (laughs)
Kareshi: You are a very strange person, my dear.
Kanojo: Yeah, ain't it great?
(Kareshi laughs too.)
(SFX: Licking sounds as Kareshi resumes his ministrations.)
Kanojo: Mmm...(endearingly, as if to a pet) Good boy, you're such a good
little doggie. Do I taste good down there? Huh?...
Kareshi: (playing along) Mm.
Kanojo: (still endearingly) I do?...(begins to moan again, speech increasingly
frenzied and breathless; losing herself in her fantasy) Nnnn...Oooh...Yeah,
that's right, good boy...Yes, right there, lick my little clitty like a good
boy...Ah!...Oh yes, you're making mistress feel so good...I love your tongue
on my clit, it's so wet and slippery...Good boy...Yeah...You really like this,
huh? Do I smell good? I bet I smell like a bitch in heat...Yeah...I bet you'd
like to fuck your little mistress, huh? Pump me full like the bitch I am...
yeah...if you're really good I might even let you do it, too...ooh, mistress
is such a horny bitch...unnnh...
(SFX: Bed begins to creak as Kanojo begins to squirm.)
Kanojo: Oooh, I'm going to come soon...nnnn...yeah...keep doing that, don't
stop...just like that...you're such a good boy, licking your horny mistress'
cunt like that...making her come...yeah...yeah, that's it, I'm almost there...
yeah...oh yeah...oh _yeah_...unnh...unnh...annh!...oh God, here it comes!...
ah...ah...ah..._Ah_! I'm coming! Annh! Annh! Annh! Unnh! Unnh! Ah! Oh...
ooooh...
(Beat. Kanojo gasps for breath.)
Kanojo: (satisfied) Mmmm...yeah...good boy...you're such a good boy...
(Beat.)
Kareshi: (suddenly) This is actually pretty nice.
Kanojo: (snapping out of it) Oh. What is?
Kareshi: Being petted like a puppy dog. It's nice.
Kanojo: Oh yeah? (titters, then sighs with contentment)
Kareshi: Sounds like you had fun.
Kanojo: Are you kidding? That was _good_...!
Kareshi: I believe it. You should have seen yourself...never mind hear
yourself...pretty amazing...
Kanojo: What? It get you going?
Kareshi: More than I was...
(SFX: They kiss.)
Kanojo: Can I feel?
Kareshi: Of course.
(Beat.)
Kanojo: I guess you weren't lying.
Kareshi: To you? Why would I?
Kanojo: Hokay. Now it's your turn.
Kareshi: I understand I've earned my doggie treat, mistress Yukino?
Kanojo: I think so.
Kareshi: Well then...
Kanojo: (cutting off Kareshi's speech) Though what I actually _meant_ was,
you've let me get off on one of _my_ sickest fantasies, so you ought to be
able to get off on one of yours.
Kareshi: I hadn't thought of that...
Kanojo: You _do_ have dirty thoughts, right?
Kareshi: Well, yes, but...
Kanojo: What?
Kareshi: I'm not sure what you'll think...
Kanojo: (firmly) Look. If you can handle Peropero, I can handle anything you
can throw at me. Spill.
Kareshi: (cautious) You're sure?
Kanojo: (getting frustrated) _Yes._
Kareshi: (capitulating; fishes for something) Well...I had in mind when I
walked in the room when you and the girls were in that play and saw Maho with
her hand on your chest...
Kanojo: (a tad embarrassed) Oh God...I'll never live that down, will I?
Kareshi: (reassuring) It's okay. It's okay. I know that wasn't what it might
have been. If it had been, I'd have had a fit. (beat) But the thought of what
it might have been--
Kanojo: Turned you on?
Kareshi: A bit. Yes. (beat)
Kanojo: So...you want to pretend to be Maho?
Kareshi: I'm not sure about that...I don't know her that well, so I wouldn't
make a good impersonation of her...
Kanojo: (reassuring) I don't know. You look a bit alike. You have her hair.
She could be your sister...
(Beat.)
Kareshi: You've thought about this?
Kanojo: You never thought about Asapin?
Kareshi: (suddenly defensive) I asked first.
Kanojo: Okay, okay. (beat) Once or twice.
Kareshi: Because of the chest episode?
Kanojo: (coyly) Maybe. Among other things. (more tenderly, almost apologetic)
Are you angry? She really is beautiful. Don't you think so?
Kareshi: Not as pretty as you...
Kanojo: (chuckles) Yeah, yeah. Point being, I'm okay with it if you are.
Kareshi: (comtemplating that) Okay.
Kanojo: _Did_ you ever think of Asapin?
(Beat.)
Kareshi: (tentatively) Yes. (Beat.) Once or twice. (Beat.) It would have
been hard not to.
Kanojo: What do you mean?
Kareshi: I told you the truth about him, right?
Kanojo: Yes. Is that why?
Kareshi: Not entirely. (beat) He told me he loved me once.
Kanojo: (part shock, part fascination) Oh. Wow. (beat) When?
Kareshi: When we were in junior high. He tried to kiss me. (beat) I'm sure
he wanted me. If I'd let him have me he would have, I'm sure. (beat)
Kanojo: What did you do?
Kareshi: I ran for my life...!
Kanojo: But you wondered what it would have been like?
Kareshi: Yes. More than once. (beat) Far more than I ever thought about you
and Maho.
Kanojo: That explains some things.
Kareshi: Yes, I expect so.
Kanojo: Do you think he still...
Kareshi: Feels for me? I'm sure of it.
Kanojo: Does it bother you?
(Beat.)
Kareshi: (finally) Not as much as it did. I'm used to the idea, I suppose.
It's not as if he can't help it, can he? And in spite of everything I'm
rather fond of the poor bastard, really. (suddenly apprehensive, realizing
what he just said) Please, you must believe me. If he tried it again, I'd do
the same thing again...
Kanojo: (reassuring) I believe you, really, I do. (beat) Do you think he
would?
Kareshi: I don't know. He's done madder things than that, but...(beat)
I never think of him like that, either, when he's actually around. When he's
actually around he's annoying when he's not positively frightening. (beat)
Just when I'm alone with my thoughts.
(Beat.)
Kanojo: With me?
(Beat.)
Kareshi: (finally, with some effort) Yes.
Kanojo: (soothing) Is that your fantasy? Is that what you want?
Kareshi: Are you angry?
Kanojo: No. (beat) You can call me Hideaki, if you like...
Kareshi: Is that all right?
Kanojo: (giggles) You know, you _do_ make a cute couple.
Kareshi: (suddenly disgusted) I'll take your word for it.
Kanojo: (as Hideaki, effecting a nasal, effeminate whine) Oh, Soiiichiro,
please fuck me in the ass...
Kareshi: Oh my God. That was so fucking scary just there. You sounded just
like him.
(Kanojo bursts out laughing.)
Kareshi: (mock severity) Hideaki, what have you done with Miyazawa?
Kanojo: (as Hideaki; pace Frank N. Furter) "Why...nothing.
Do you think I should?"
Kareshi: And why are you wearing her uniform?
Kanojo: (as Hideaki) Only fair--she's wearing mine! And she looks divine in
it, I must say!
(Kareshi finally cracks up. Beat.)
Kareshi: You mightn't look bad in it, actually...
Kanojo: (as herself again, slyly) Oh?...Now there's an idea...
(Beat.)
Kareshi: (who has recovered) Okay, I was getting too serious there.
Kanojo: Yeah. (beat; more seriously) I'm sorry.
Kareshi: Why?
Kanojo: I feel bad joking about it like that. You have more baggage there
than I thought...
Kareshi: Hideaki's not exactly Peropero, no.
Kanojo: Are _you_ sure about this?
Kareshi: (suddenly determined) Yes. Yes I am.
Kanojo: You're not doing this just to make me happy, are you? I don't want
to hurt you...
Kareshi: You've never hurt me, Yukino. Ever. (beat) I want to.
Kanojo: (acquiescing) Okay.
Kareshi: Hold on and I'll get some protection, okay?
Kanojo: 'k.
(SFX: Kareshi rummaging about in a drawer.)
Kareshi: (a more practical tone) Do you really want it in your ass, though?
Kanojo: (considering it) Hm. I dunno. We could try it, I guess. We'd need to
steal some lube from your parents' room, though...
Kareshi: I don't know. We're okay if we stay in here, but if mother came up
suddenly and saw me in her things...
Kanojo: Yeah, good point. That could get ugly.
Kareshi: Guess we'll just have to pretend.
Kanojo: Oh, poor baby...(giggles)
(SFX: Zipper being undone, Kareshi slipping out of his trousers.)
Kanojo: You don't want me to suck you first?
Kareshi: No, that's okay. (more dramatically) I've waited too long as it is.
Kanojo: (as Hideaki, playing him somewhat straighter; her normal voice,
pitched somewhat lower than usual) Yes, you have. Far too long. (beat;
awestruck) Oh wow!
Kareshi: Do you like it?
"Hideaki" (Kanojo): You're much bigger than I am. Thicker too.
Kareshi: Is that good?
Hideaki: Very good. Miyazawa must be very happy...
Kareshi: (false modesty) Have you heard her complain?
Hideaki: Just that you don't do it enough...
Kareshi: (chuckles) Why am I not surprised? (beat) You _do_ have a great
ass...
Hideaki: So do you...oh yeah, squeeze my ass just like that...
Kareshi: Do you like that...?
Hideaki: Yeah...is it as nice as Miyazawa's?
Kareshi: It's a bit like apples and oranges, Hideaki...
Hideaki: (wheedling) You can do better than that...
Kareshi: It's more muscular, that's for sure. Firmer...
Hideaki: Tighter?
Kareshi: Well...
Hideaki: (playfully) Only one way to find out, right?
Kareshi: Right...May I kiss your ass?
Hideaki: Any time!
(Kareshi laughs.)
(SFX: Bed creaks as "Hideaki" rolls over so Kareshi can kiss "his" ass.)
Hideaki: Oh yeah...oh God, Soichiro, why'd you wait so long to touch me?
Kareshi: I'm sorry...
Hideaki: Was it because of Miyazawa?
Kareshi: I was afraid of what she'd say. I never dreamed she'd say it was
okay.
Hideaki: She never struck me as the jealous sort.
Kareshi: Were you jealous?
Hideaki: You're entitled to Miyazawa if I can have Merryland...oh, darling,
I can't wait any more, I want it in me now.
Kareshi: Okay, let me put the rubber on first...
Hideaki: Actually, can I?
Kareshi: If you like. (Beat; inhales sharply) Hnn...
Hideaki: You like it when I put the rubber on?
Kareshi: Yes. I do like that. Feels great...
Hideaki: So do you. I'm really jealous. Mine is so small...
Kareshi: (confused a moment) What?
Hideaki: My cock. My little boy-clitty...
Kareshi: Don't worry. I never hear the girls complain about you...
Hideaki: I'm just really creative. They like that...
Kareshi: You want me to fuck your little boy-pussy? You want me to fuck your
ass?
Hideaki: Oh God, I thought you'd never ask...(chuckles) You like the slow
buildup, don't you?
Kareshi: Do I talk too much?
Hideaki: No, it's nice...I like it. You're more sensitive than you give
yourself credit for. (beat) Almost like a girl...
Kareshi: Oh?
Hideaki: That's a good thing. They like that too. (chuckles) Now I really
need you for Merryland. I'm starting to worry about the competition...
Kareshi: Don't worry, you can take Merryland.
Hideaki: I want you to take _me_. (beat) Hold on 'til I kneel down by the
bed.
Kareshi: Okay...
(SFX: Bed creaks as "Hideaki" and Kareshi get up. Creaks again as "Hideaki"
kneels by the bed.)
Kareshi: You ready?
Hideaki: Yeah...whenever you are.
(SFX: Bed creaks as Kareshi penetrates.)
Kareshi: (suddenly inhales) Hnn!
Hideaki: Oh yeah...that's it...go slow, it's real sensitive...
Kareshi: Okay...
(SFX: Bed creaks as they begin to fuck.)
Kareshi: God, you really are tight...hot too...
Hideaki: Tighter than Miyazawa?
Kareshi: Yeah...
Hideaki: I wasn't...(breath catches) sure...
Kareshi: You weren't?
Hideaki: I've been saving it for you, all this time...
Kareshi: Really?
Hideaki: You're the only boy I ever loved...
Kareshi: Ah...(in one breath) Hideaki I love you...
Hideaki: You do?...
Kareshi: I can't believe I just said that...
Hideaki: I love you too...oh yes, you're so big and thick and hard...rub my
cock while you fuck me...
Kareshi: Okay...(beat) You really do have a nice cock...
Hideaki: Unnh...I do?
Kareshi: Yes, it's lovely...you've a lovely cock, a lovely ass...unnh...oh
shit, Hideaki, I'm getting close...
Hideaki: Me too...
Kareshi: I can't believe I ever hurt you. Can you forgive me?
Hideaki: Don't ever leave me again...
Kareshi: No, never...oh God, I want to come in you so bad...Do you want me to
come in your ass?
Hideaki: Yeah...
Kareshi: Do you want me to make you my best boy?
Hideaki: (ecstatic) Yes...please...oh yes, your balls are so big and full of
come...come in my ass...make me your boy...
Kareshi: Forever and ever?
Hideaki: Yeah...
Kareshi: (ecstatic) Here I come! Oh God, Hideaki, I love you so much! I'm
coming! Yeah! Nngh! Nngh! Nngh!
Hideaki: I can feel you spurting! Yeah! Oh, I'm gonna shoot too! Rub my cock
while I come! Ah! Ah! _Ah_!
Kareshi: Ahh...ahh...(out of breath, sighs deeply)
Hideaki: Oooh...
Kareshi: I love you, Hideaki.
Hideaki: I love you too, Soichiro...
(Long beat, as they get their breath back.)
Kanojo: (as herself again) Wow...
Kareshi: Yeah...
Kanojo: Darn, my throat's dry.
Kareshi: You want some soda?
Kanojo: Yeah. Let me get some soda.
Kareshi: Sure. Need to throw this away anyway.
Kanojo: You want a napkin to hide it in?
Kareshi: Yes, please.
(SFX: Bed creaks as Kareshi and Kanojo get up.)
(SFX: Soda being poured into glasses.)
Kanojo: Here.
Kareshi: Thanks.
(SFX: Kareshi walking to the trash can, opening it, throwing the used condom
in, walking back to the bed.)
(SFX: Bed creaks as Kareshi and Kanojo sit back on the bed.)
Kanojo: (slurps on soda) Mm. Yeah. That's better. So. How was it?
Kareshi: (sips his own) Hmm...better than average...
Kanojo: (slyly) In other words, the best you've ever had, right?
Kareshi: Probably better than the real thing would have been, that's for sure.
Kanojo: Hello? That's _definitely_ better to you!
Kareshi: True. He'd have wanted to do _me_ in the ass, knowing him.
Kanojo: (laughs) Yeah, really...
Kareshi: You don't really tell him about our sex life, do you?
Kanojo: (mock indignation) Excuse you! No!
Kareshi: (chuckles) Of course. Sorry. (sips) Did you really come again? You
really got into it...
Kanojo: Yeah. Yeah I did. Surprised me too. (slurps) For a split second I
couldn't tell if I was me or Asapin. I guess it was half me and half Asapin.
That ever happen to you? When you're really into a fantasy? You can't tell if
you're you or someone else?
Kareshi: Yes...I think I know what you mean. (beat) What about your partner?
Kanojo: What? You really thought I was Asapin for a sec? That must have been
bizarre.
Kareshi: You seemed to like the idea of me being Peropero.
Kanojo: (chuckles) Yeah, well...(slurps) But yeah. You were really into it
too. Pretty amazing.
Kareshi: Did it freak you out?
Kanojo: No, just...it seemed pretty intense.
Kareshi: (reflective) Hm. Well, you know me, I've always been the intense
sort...
(Beat.)
Kanojo: Are you sure you're okay?
Kareshi: Why wouldn't I be okay?
Kanojo: With what we did just now, I mean...
Kareshi: Of course I am.
Kanojo: You don't sound it.
Kareshi: No, it's just...a bit alarming, I suppose. How good it really was.
Kanojo: (soothing) Why? Tell me.
(Kareshi does not immediately answer. Beat.)
Kanojo: Do you feel bad? About thinking about him like that?
Kareshi: A little.
Kanojo: Because he's a boy?
Kareshi: Because he's not you.
(Beat.)
Kanojo: (very even tone) Maho was telling me something the other day...
Kareshi: (groaning) Oh no...here we go again...sex tips from Maho...
Kanojo: No, really! You should hear this. She wants to be a neurologist, so
she was reading up on brainwaves and she was explaining this to me. (beat) I
kinda told her about Peropero.
Kareshi: (snorts, stifling a laugh) What did she say?
Kanojo: Well, I said, "That's pretty perverted, huh?" That and it made no
sense. Because like I said, I wouldn't really want to do that with Peropero.
Kareshi: Really?
Kanojo: (firmly) _Really._ Come on, who knows where that dog's been...
Kareshi: (chuckles) Yeah, really.
Kanojo: And she said, "Well, no, dreams don't make much sense, do they?" And
she explained, very calmly about brain waves. You have beta waves, that
dominate when you're awake. Then you have alpha waves that dominate during
REM sleep, or when you're using your imagination or being creative and so
forth...
Kareshi: Your dream waves?
Kanojo: Yeah, you could say that. They _also_ dominate--surprise surprise--
when you're having sex or masturbating and you're having a sexual fantasy.
Then when you come you have omega waves, which only dominate the rest of the
time when you're in a deep sleep or a trance or something.
Kareshi: So...what's that got to do with...
Kanojo: Me and Peropero?
Kareshi: Or me and Hideaki.
Kanojo: That's what I asked Maho. And she said, "You're not responsible for
your dreams, and you're not responsible for your fantasies. Because, at a
neurological level, there really is no difference. So think of it as nothing
more than a very strange but _very_ pleasant dream." (beat; soothing) Okay?
Kareshi: Are _you_ okay?
Kanojo: Is that what you're worried about?
Kareshi: A little. (beat) A lot. (beat) Are you jealous?
Kanojo: Why? I wanted it too. I really loved sharing that with you. (beat)
Look at it this way. You're not afraid I'll run off with Peropero, are you?
Kareshi: (snorts) No.
Kanojo: Well then. (beat) Thank you...for sharing that with me, Soichiro.
Kareshi: Thank _you_...Yukino.
Kanojo: I love you.
Kareshi: I love you too.
(SFX: They kiss.)
Kareshi: Yukino?
Kanojo: Yes?
Kareshi: It's just...I don't think I can stand anything that intense more
than once a lifetime.
Kanojo: Hit a tender spot, huh?
Kareshi: Yes. I dare say tenderer than Maho.
Kanojo: Well...she's never tried to kiss me, no. (beat) You don't have to say
anything, if you don't want. But I don't mind you having dreams.
(Beat.)
Kareshi: (more upbeat, coy) Do you want me to play Maho one of these days?
Kanojo: (teasing) After exams maybe. (suddenly yawns)
Kareshi: About that nap...
Kanojo: Right. Yeah, I'm starting to feel it too.
Kareshi: Okay, let me set the alarm. An hour?
Kanojo: Right.
(SFX: Bed creaks as Kareshi and Kanojo get up.)
Kareshi: You can stay on the bed, if you like, Miyazawa...
Kanojo: I was thinking the floor.
Kareshi: The floor?
Kanojo: If we take the bed we'll sleep all night, unless your mom or someone
wakes us up, and _that_'s something we don't need. Have to keep up some
appearances, right?
Kareshi: In that case you should probably put your panties on.
Kanojo: (mock indignance) I don't need to take that from a man without any
pants, Arima.
(Beat.)
Kareshi: Point.
(SFX: Kareshi picking up his pants, rezipping his fly.)
Kareshi: Never neglect the small things in life. (beat) There's your panties.
Kanojo: Thanks.
Kareshi: The floor...okay...
Kanojo: We can get a little comfy. You don't want to cuddle?
Kareshi: I want to cuddle.
Kanojo: Good. (titters)
(SFX: Slight thump as they lie down on the floor.)
Kanojo: You know just what I like. That's it.
Kareshi: What?
Kanojo: You must have been a girl in a past life. I'm sure of it.
Kareshi: What about you? I think there's hope for Hideaki yet. I think I
really am dating a boy.
(Kanojo laughs out loud.)
(SFX: They kiss.)
Kanojo: Sweet dreams.
Kareshi: You too.
TSUZUKU
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Other: I paid for Japanese schoolgirls, dammit!
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home and tell your mother you've been a very naughty boy.
Other: Yeah, fuck you too!
Announcer: (even more stiffly) I'm sorry, but my wife would not approve of
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merit whatsoever currently titled "Dream Waves" (formerly "A Break from
Real Life") reportedly went to the FFML with numerous formatting problems.
The people responsible have been sacked.
The following repost might redeem itself with some minor corrections and
additions. We wish to thank Ukyou Kuonji and Cheshire Grin for their comments
(mostly positive, which is reassuring, at least).
Further comments always welcome.
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Paul Corrigan
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Dream Waves
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A _Kareshi Kanojo no Jijo_ (_Karekano_) fanfic by Paul Corrigan
--
_Karekano_ concept devised by Masami Tsuda
--
(SFX: Strident background music from the archives, of the sort that plays
during classic war movies and historical epics.)
Announcer: (pace World War II newsreels; baritone) In the year 2003 AD the
Japanese Empire lay in ruins. The bursting of the bubble economy had resulted
in record unemployment...
Heckler: Get on with it!
Another: What the hell is this, dumbfuck? Get to the action!
Announcer: Sorry. (splutters)
(SFX: Music cuts out abruptly.)
Announcer: Point being, in Kawasaki, Kanagawa Prefecture a male and a female of
eighteen years of age, who shall remain anonymous to protect their privacy, to
relieve the stress of studying for college exams decided to do what comes
naturally to young people in love.
Heckler: That's more like it.
Other: Huh huh...Japanese schoolgirls...
Announcer: Without further ado...
(SFX: A pencil being placed on a table.)
Kareshi: I can't think any more. I need a break.
Kanojo: From studying?
Kareshi: From real life.
Kanojo: Yeah.
Kareshi: God, I'll be glad to get these exams over with. Haven't slept
properly in weeks...wired from all this soda...
Kanojo: Yeah, I know the feeling. (beat; coyly) Makes me kind of ticklish...
Kareshi: You have the energy for that?
Kanojo: We haven't made love in weeks either...
Kareshi: (whining) Miyazawa, all I really want is a nap...
Kanojo: So...we can get ourselves both off and knock ourselves out for--an
hour?--and we'll be good to go 'til dawn.
Kareshi: (beginning to cave) Well...
Kanojo: Works wonders. Couldn't have survived those all-nighters in junior
high if I hadn't known how to look after myself, so to speak.
Kareshi: I see.
Kanojo: (more softly) Or held out for you.
Kareshi: (playing hard to get) Flattery will get you nowhere. I know that
tone of voice.
Kanojo: (beginning to whine) Oh come on, Arima! It'll be fun!
(Beat.)
Kareshi: (capitulating) All right, what the hell. (chuckles) That'd be a
sight to see...you masturbating in that awful tracksuit...
Kanojo: (sweetly) It was very comfortable. And the elastic waist allowed easy
access...
Kareshi: So does your uniform. And it makes you look _much_ sexier.
Kanojo: Sexy? Me? In this?
Kareshi: Yes. I never told you that?
Kanojo: No. What, you like a girl in uniform, huh? (chuckles) Go figure--
must be the short skirt...
Kareshi: Partly. But mostly the girl inside it. You really are sexy in that,
you know...
Kanojo: (genuinely flattered) Thank you...
Kareshi: Kiss?
Kanojo: Yes, please.
(SFX: They kiss, at first tentatively, then with more force.)
Kareshi: They never caught you?
Kanojo: My parents?
Kareshi: I actually meant your sisters...not a lot of guaranteed privacy with
three in the room...
Kanojo: (breath getting ragged) I studied downstairs so they wouldn't
hear...if I wanted to be seen I wouldn't have done it in the tracksuit, now
would I?...
Kareshi: Trust you. (chuckles) I wouldn't mind seeing that sometime,
though...
Kanojo: Me in the tracksuit?
Kareshi: (in the middle of a kiss) Mm.
Kanojo: (giggles) Maybe if you're really good...mmm...
Kareshi: (with mock gravity) Will milady be needing a great deal of foreplay
this evening?
Kanojo: (breathing heavily) No, that's okay...It's true, you know. when I'm
this wired it doesn't take a whole lot...just eat me out some and I shouldn't
take too long...
Kareshi: Okay. We should probably go over to the bed.
Kanojo: Right.
(SFX: Bed creaks as Kanojo sits down on the bed.)
Kanojo: Take these panties off...Okay.
(SFx: Bed creaks as Kanojo lies down.)
Kareshi: You ready?
Kanojo: You have no idea. (laughs) Yeah, whenever you are, honey.
(Beat.)
(SFX: Occasional licking sounds as Kareshi licks Kanojo's genitals.)
Kanojo: (begins to moan with pleasure) Nnnn...ahhhn...yeah...good boy...
Kareshi: (coming up for air; skeptically) What? I'm Peropero now?
Kanojo: (coyly) He's a _very_ good dog, you know...
Kareshi: (shocked) You did _not_ make him...
Kanojo: (firmly) No, I did not take advantage of Peropero, silly. He's my
baby...
Kareshi: I believe you...(resumes)
Kanojo: Just a...nice little...fantasy of mine...ah!...Soichiro?
Kareshi: (his mouth full) Hm?
Kanojo: You don't mind if I...now the cat's out of the bag, I mean...
Kareshi: The dog?
Kanojo: (laughs) The dog, yeah! (titters, then stops as Kareshi resumes)
....do you mind if I...indulge it a bit more?
Kareshi: Mm mm mm mm mm.
Kanojo: (scolds teasingly) Don't talk with your mouth full.
Kareshi: I don't follow you.
Kanojo: I mean, I wanted to talk like you were Peropero. Turns me on
something fierce...
(Beat.)
Kareshi: (a bit skeptically) I don't see why not...
Kanojo: (more seriously) It won't gross you out or anything?
Kareshi: (firmly) No, it won't gross me out. Why would it?
Kanojo: Okay. Down, boy. (laughs)
Kareshi: You are a very strange person, my dear.
Kanojo: Yeah, ain't it great?
(Kareshi laughs too.)
(SFX: Licking sounds as Kareshi resumes his ministrations.)
Kanojo: Mmm...(endearingly, as if to a pet) Good boy, you're such a good
little doggie. Do I taste good down there? Huh?...
Kareshi: (playing along) Mm.
Kanojo: (still endearingly) I do?...(begins to moan again, speech increasingly
frenzied and breathless; losing herself in her fantasy) Nnnn...Oooh...Yeah,
that's right, good boy...Yes, right there, lick my little clitty like a good
boy...Ah!...Oh yes, you're making mistress feel so good...I love your tongue
on my clit, it's so wet and slippery...Good boy...Yeah...You really like this,
huh? Do I smell good? I bet I smell like a bitch in heat...Yeah...I bet you'd
like to fuck your little mistress, huh? Pump me full like the bitch I am...
yeah...if you're really good I might even let you do it, too...ooh, mistress
is such a horny bitch...unnnh...
(SFX: Bed begins to creak as Kanojo begins to squirm.)
Kanojo: Oooh, I'm going to come soon...nnnn...yeah...keep doing that, don't
stop...just like that...you're such a good boy, licking your horny mistress'
cunt like that...making her come...yeah...yeah, that's it, I'm almost there...
yeah...oh yeah...oh _yeah_...unnh...unnh...annh!...oh God, here it comes!...
ah...ah...ah..._Ah_! I'm coming! Annh! Annh! Annh! Unnh! Unnh! Ah! Oh...
ooooh...
(Beat. Kanojo gasps for breath.)
Kanojo: (satisfied) Mmmm...yeah...good boy...you're such a good boy...
(Beat.)
Kareshi: (suddenly) This is actually pretty nice.
Kanojo: (snapping out of it) Oh. What is?
Kareshi: Being petted like a puppy dog. It's nice.
Kanojo: Oh yeah? (titters, then sighs with contentment)
Kareshi: Sounds like you had fun.
Kanojo: Are you kidding? That was _good_...!
Kareshi: I believe it. You should have seen yourself...never mind hear
yourself...pretty amazing...
Kanojo: What? It get you going?
Kareshi: More than I was...
(SFX: They kiss.)
Kanojo: Can I feel?
Kareshi: Of course.
(Beat.)
Kanojo: I guess you weren't lying.
Kareshi: To you? Why would I?
Kanojo: Hokay. Now it's your turn.
Kareshi: I understand I've earned my doggie treat, mistress Yukino?
Kanojo: I think so.
Kareshi: Well then...
Kanojo: (cutting off Kareshi's speech) Though what I actually _meant_ was,
you've let me get off on one of _my_ sickest fantasies, so you ought to be
able to get off on one of yours.
Kareshi: I hadn't thought of that...
Kanojo: You _do_ have dirty thoughts, right?
Kareshi: Well, yes, but...
Kanojo: What?
Kareshi: I'm not sure what you'll think...
Kanojo: (firmly) Look. If you can handle Peropero, I can handle anything you
can throw at me. Spill.
Kareshi: (cautious) You're sure?
Kanojo: (getting frustrated) _Yes._
Kareshi: (capitulating; fishes for something) Well...I had in mind when I
walked in the room when you and the girls were in that play and saw Maho with
her hand on your chest...
Kanojo: (a tad embarrassed) Oh God...I'll never live that down, will I?
Kareshi: (reassuring) It's okay. It's okay. I know that wasn't what it might
have been. If it had been, I'd have had a fit. (beat) But the thought of what
it might have been--
Kanojo: Turned you on?
Kareshi: A bit. Yes. (beat)
Kanojo: So...you want to pretend to be Maho?
Kareshi: I'm not sure about that...I don't know her that well, so I wouldn't
make a good impersonation of her...
Kanojo: (reassuring) I don't know. You look a bit alike. You have her hair.
She could be your sister...
(Beat.)
Kareshi: You've thought about this?
Kanojo: You never thought about Asapin?
Kareshi: (suddenly defensive) I asked first.
Kanojo: Okay, okay. (beat) Once or twice.
Kareshi: Because of the chest episode?
Kanojo: (coyly) Maybe. Among other things. (more tenderly, almost apologetic)
Are you angry? She really is beautiful. Don't you think so?
Kareshi: Not as pretty as you...
Kanojo: (chuckles) Yeah, yeah. Point being, I'm okay with it if you are.
Kareshi: (comtemplating that) Okay.
Kanojo: _Did_ you ever think of Asapin?
(Beat.)
Kareshi: (tentatively) Yes. (Beat.) Once or twice. (Beat.) It would have
been hard not to.
Kanojo: What do you mean?
Kareshi: I told you the truth about him, right?
Kanojo: Yes. Is that why?
Kareshi: Not entirely. (beat) He told me he loved me once.
Kanojo: (part shock, part fascination) Oh. Wow. (beat) When?
Kareshi: When we were in junior high. He tried to kiss me. (beat) I'm sure
he wanted me. If I'd let him have me he would have, I'm sure. (beat)
Kanojo: What did you do?
Kareshi: I ran for my life...!
Kanojo: But you wondered what it would have been like?
Kareshi: Yes. More than once. (beat) Far more than I ever thought about you
and Maho.
Kanojo: That explains some things.
Kareshi: Yes, I expect so.
Kanojo: Do you think he still...
Kareshi: Feels for me? I'm sure of it.
Kanojo: Does it bother you?
(Beat.)
Kareshi: (finally) Not as much as it did. I'm used to the idea, I suppose.
It's not as if he can't help it, can he? And in spite of everything I'm
rather fond of the poor bastard, really. (suddenly apprehensive, realizing
what he just said) Please, you must believe me. If he tried it again, I'd do
the same thing again...
Kanojo: (reassuring) I believe you, really, I do. (beat) Do you think he
would?
Kareshi: I don't know. He's done madder things than that, but...(beat)
I never think of him like that, either, when he's actually around. When he's
actually around he's annoying when he's not positively frightening. (beat)
Just when I'm alone with my thoughts.
(Beat.)
Kanojo: With me?
(Beat.)
Kareshi: (finally, with some effort) Yes.
Kanojo: (soothing) Is that your fantasy? Is that what you want?
Kareshi: Are you angry?
Kanojo: No. (beat) You can call me Hideaki, if you like...
Kareshi: Is that all right?
Kanojo: (giggles) You know, you _do_ make a cute couple.
Kareshi: (suddenly disgusted) I'll take your word for it.
Kanojo: (as Hideaki, effecting a nasal, effeminate whine) Oh, Soiiichiro,
please fuck me in the ass...
Kareshi: Oh my God. That was so fucking scary just there. You sounded just
like him.
(Kanojo bursts out laughing.)
Kareshi: (mock severity) Hideaki, what have you done with Miyazawa?
Kanojo: (as Hideaki; pace Frank N. Furter) "Why...nothing.
Do you think I should?"
Kareshi: And why are you wearing her uniform?
Kanojo: (as Hideaki) Only fair--she's wearing mine! And she looks divine in
it, I must say!
(Kareshi finally cracks up. Beat.)
Kareshi: You mightn't look bad in it, actually...
Kanojo: (as herself again, slyly) Oh?...Now there's an idea...
(Beat.)
Kareshi: (who has recovered) Okay, I was getting too serious there.
Kanojo: Yeah. (beat; more seriously) I'm sorry.
Kareshi: Why?
Kanojo: I feel bad joking about it like that. You have more baggage there
than I thought...
Kareshi: Hideaki's not exactly Peropero, no.
Kanojo: Are _you_ sure about this?
Kareshi: (suddenly determined) Yes. Yes I am.
Kanojo: You're not doing this just to make me happy, are you? I don't want
to hurt you...
Kareshi: You've never hurt me, Yukino. Ever. (beat) I want to.
Kanojo: (acquiescing) Okay.
Kareshi: Hold on and I'll get some protection, okay?
Kanojo: 'k.
(SFX: Kareshi rummaging about in a drawer.)
Kareshi: (a more practical tone) Do you really want it in your ass, though?
Kanojo: (considering it) Hm. I dunno. We could try it, I guess. We'd need to
steal some lube from your parents' room, though...
Kareshi: I don't know. We're okay if we stay in here, but if mother came up
suddenly and saw me in her things...
Kanojo: Yeah, good point. That could get ugly.
Kareshi: Guess we'll just have to pretend.
Kanojo: Oh, poor baby...(giggles)
(SFX: Zipper being undone, Kareshi slipping out of his trousers.)
Kanojo: You don't want me to suck you first?
Kareshi: No, that's okay. (more dramatically) I've waited too long as it is.
Kanojo: (as Hideaki, playing him somewhat straighter; her normal voice,
pitched somewhat lower than usual) Yes, you have. Far too long. (beat;
awestruck) Oh wow!
Kareshi: Do you like it?
"Hideaki" (Kanojo): You're much bigger than I am. Thicker too.
Kareshi: Is that good?
Hideaki: Very good. Miyazawa must be very happy...
Kareshi: (false modesty) Have you heard her complain?
Hideaki: Just that you don't do it enough...
Kareshi: (chuckles) Why am I not surprised? (beat) You _do_ have a great
ass...
Hideaki: So do you...oh yeah, squeeze my ass just like that...
Kareshi: Do you like that...?
Hideaki: Yeah...is it as nice as Miyazawa's?
Kareshi: It's a bit like apples and oranges, Hideaki...
Hideaki: (wheedling) You can do better than that...
Kareshi: It's more muscular, that's for sure. Firmer...
Hideaki: Tighter?
Kareshi: Well...
Hideaki: (playfully) Only one way to find out, right?
Kareshi: Right...May I kiss your ass?
Hideaki: Any time!
(Kareshi laughs.)
(SFX: Bed creaks as "Hideaki" rolls over so Kareshi can kiss "his" ass.)
Hideaki: Oh yeah...oh God, Soichiro, why'd you wait so long to touch me?
Kareshi: I'm sorry...
Hideaki: Was it because of Miyazawa?
Kareshi: I was afraid of what she'd say. I never dreamed she'd say it was
okay.
Hideaki: She never struck me as the jealous sort.
Kareshi: Were you jealous?
Hideaki: You're entitled to Miyazawa if I can have Merryland...oh, darling,
I can't wait any more, I want it in me now.
Kareshi: Okay, let me put the rubber on first...
Hideaki: Actually, can I?
Kareshi: If you like. (Beat; inhales sharply) Hnn...
Hideaki: You like it when I put the rubber on?
Kareshi: Yes. I do like that. Feels great...
Hideaki: So do you. I'm really jealous. Mine is so small...
Kareshi: (confused a moment) What?
Hideaki: My cock. My little boy-clitty...
Kareshi: Don't worry. I never hear the girls complain about you...
Hideaki: I'm just really creative. They like that...
Kareshi: You want me to fuck your little boy-pussy? You want me to fuck your
ass?
Hideaki: Oh God, I thought you'd never ask...(chuckles) You like the slow
buildup, don't you?
Kareshi: Do I talk too much?
Hideaki: No, it's nice...I like it. You're more sensitive than you give
yourself credit for. (beat) Almost like a girl...
Kareshi: Oh?
Hideaki: That's a good thing. They like that too. (chuckles) Now I really
need you for Merryland. I'm starting to worry about the competition...
Kareshi: Don't worry, you can take Merryland.
Hideaki: I want you to take _me_. (beat) Hold on 'til I kneel down by the
bed.
Kareshi: Okay...
(SFX: Bed creaks as "Hideaki" and Kareshi get up. Creaks again as "Hideaki"
kneels by the bed.)
Kareshi: You ready?
Hideaki: Yeah...whenever you are.
(SFX: Bed creaks as Kareshi penetrates.)
Kareshi: (suddenly inhales) Hnn!
Hideaki: Oh yeah...that's it...go slow, it's real sensitive...
Kareshi: Okay...
(SFX: Bed creaks as they begin to fuck.)
Kareshi: God, you really are tight...hot too...
Hideaki: Tighter than Miyazawa?
Kareshi: Yeah...
Hideaki: I wasn't...(breath catches) sure...
Kareshi: You weren't?
Hideaki: I've been saving it for you, all this time...
Kareshi: Really?
Hideaki: You're the only boy I ever loved...
Kareshi: Ah...(in one breath) Hideaki I love you...
Hideaki: You do?...
Kareshi: I can't believe I just said that...
Hideaki: I love you too...oh yes, you're so big and thick and hard...rub my
cock while you fuck me...
Kareshi: Okay...(beat) You really do have a nice cock...
Hideaki: Unnh...I do?
Kareshi: Yes, it's lovely...you've a lovely cock, a lovely ass...unnh...oh
shit, Hideaki, I'm getting close...
Hideaki: Me too...
Kareshi: I can't believe I ever hurt you. Can you forgive me?
Hideaki: Don't ever leave me again...
Kareshi: No, never...oh God, I want to come in you so bad...Do you want me to
come in your ass?
Hideaki: Yeah...
Kareshi: Do you want me to make you my best boy?
Hideaki: (ecstatic) Yes...please...oh yes, your balls are so big and full of
come...come in my ass...make me your boy...
Kareshi: Forever and ever?
Hideaki: Yeah...
Kareshi: (ecstatic) Here I come! Oh God, Hideaki, I love you so much! I'm
coming! Yeah! Nngh! Nngh! Nngh!
Hideaki: I can feel you spurting! Yeah! Oh, I'm gonna shoot too! Rub my cock
while I come! Ah! Ah! _Ah_!
Kareshi: Ahh...ahh...(out of breath, sighs deeply)
Hideaki: Oooh...
Kareshi: I love you, Hideaki.
Hideaki: I love you too, Soichiro...
(Long beat, as they get their breath back.)
Kanojo: (as herself again) Wow...
Kareshi: Yeah...
Kanojo: Darn, my throat's dry.
Kareshi: You want some soda?
Kanojo: Yeah. Let me get some soda.
Kareshi: Sure. Need to throw this away anyway.
Kanojo: You want a napkin to hide it in?
Kareshi: Yes, please.
(SFX: Bed creaks as Kareshi and Kanojo get up.)
(SFX: Soda being poured into glasses.)
Kanojo: Here.
Kareshi: Thanks.
(SFX: Kareshi walking to the trash can, opening it, throwing the used condom
in, walking back to the bed.)
(SFX: Bed creaks as Kareshi and Kanojo sit back on the bed.)
Kanojo: (slurps on soda) Mm. Yeah. That's better. So. How was it?
Kareshi: (sips his own) Hmm...better than average...
Kanojo: (slyly) In other words, the best you've ever had, right?
Kareshi: Probably better than the real thing would have been, that's for sure.
Kanojo: Hello? That's _definitely_ better to you!
Kareshi: True. He'd have wanted to do _me_ in the ass, knowing him.
Kanojo: (laughs) Yeah, really...
Kareshi: You don't really tell him about our sex life, do you?
Kanojo: (mock indignation) Excuse you! No!
Kareshi: (chuckles) Of course. Sorry. (sips) Did you really come again? You
really got into it...
Kanojo: Yeah. Yeah I did. Surprised me too. (slurps) For a split second I
couldn't tell if I was me or Asapin. I guess it was half me and half Asapin.
That ever happen to you? When you're really into a fantasy? You can't tell if
you're you or someone else?
Kareshi: Yes...I think I know what you mean. (beat) What about your partner?
Kanojo: What? You really thought I was Asapin for a sec? That must have been
bizarre.
Kareshi: You seemed to like the idea of me being Peropero.
Kanojo: (chuckles) Yeah, well...(slurps) But yeah. You were really into it
too. Pretty amazing.
Kareshi: Did it freak you out?
Kanojo: No, just...it seemed pretty intense.
Kareshi: (reflective) Hm. Well, you know me, I've always been the intense
sort...
(Beat.)
Kanojo: Are you sure you're okay?
Kareshi: Why wouldn't I be okay?
Kanojo: With what we did just now, I mean...
Kareshi: Of course I am.
Kanojo: You don't sound it.
Kareshi: No, it's just...a bit alarming, I suppose. How good it really was.
Kanojo: (soothing) Why? Tell me.
(Kareshi does not immediately answer. Beat.)
Kanojo: Do you feel bad? About thinking about him like that?
Kareshi: A little.
Kanojo: Because he's a boy?
Kareshi: Because he's not you.
(Beat.)
Kanojo: (very even tone) Maho was telling me something the other day...
Kareshi: (groaning) Oh no...here we go again...sex tips from Maho...
Kanojo: No, really! You should hear this. She wants to be a neurologist, so
she was reading up on brainwaves and she was explaining this to me. (beat) I
kinda told her about Peropero.
Kareshi: (snorts, stifling a laugh) What did she say?
Kanojo: Well, I said, "That's pretty perverted, huh?" That and it made no
sense. Because like I said, I wouldn't really want to do that with Peropero.
Kareshi: Really?
Kanojo: (firmly) _Really._ Come on, who knows where that dog's been...
Kareshi: (chuckles) Yeah, really.
Kanojo: And she said, "Well, no, dreams don't make much sense, do they?" And
she explained, very calmly about brain waves. You have beta waves, that
dominate when you're awake. Then you have alpha waves that dominate during
REM sleep, or when you're using your imagination or being creative and so
forth...
Kareshi: Your dream waves?
Kanojo: Yeah, you could say that. They _also_ dominate--surprise surprise--
when you're having sex or masturbating and you're having a sexual fantasy.
Then when you come you have omega waves, which only dominate the rest of the
time when you're in a deep sleep or a trance or something.
Kareshi: So...what's that got to do with...
Kanojo: Me and Peropero?
Kareshi: Or me and Hideaki.
Kanojo: That's what I asked Maho. And she said, "You're not responsible for
your dreams, and you're not responsible for your fantasies. Because, at a
neurological level, there really is no difference. So think of it as nothing
more than a very strange but _very_ pleasant dream." (beat; soothing) Okay?
Kareshi: Are _you_ okay?
Kanojo: Is that what you're worried about?
Kareshi: A little. (beat) A lot. (beat) Are you jealous?
Kanojo: Why? I wanted it too. I really loved sharing that with you. (beat)
Look at it this way. You're not afraid I'll run off with Peropero, are you?
Kareshi: (snorts) No.
Kanojo: Well then. (beat) Thank you...for sharing that with me, Soichiro.
Kareshi: Thank _you_...Yukino.
Kanojo: I love you.
Kareshi: I love you too.
(SFX: They kiss.)
Kareshi: Yukino?
Kanojo: Yes?
Kareshi: It's just...I don't think I can stand anything that intense more
than once a lifetime.
Kanojo: Hit a tender spot, huh?
Kareshi: Yes. I dare say tenderer than Maho.
Kanojo: Well...she's never tried to kiss me, no. (beat) You don't have to say
anything, if you don't want. But I don't mind you having dreams.
(Beat.)
Kareshi: (more upbeat, coy) Do you want me to play Maho one of these days?
Kanojo: (teasing) After exams maybe. (suddenly yawns)
Kareshi: About that nap...
Kanojo: Right. Yeah, I'm starting to feel it too.
Kareshi: Okay, let me set the alarm. An hour?
Kanojo: Right.
(SFX: Bed creaks as Kareshi and Kanojo get up.)
Kareshi: You can stay on the bed, if you like, Miyazawa...
Kanojo: I was thinking the floor.
Kareshi: The floor?
Kanojo: If we take the bed we'll sleep all night, unless your mom or someone
wakes us up, and _that_'s something we don't need. Have to keep up some
appearances, right?
Kareshi: In that case you should probably put your panties on.
Kanojo: (mock indignance) I don't need to take that from a man without any
pants, Arima.
(Beat.)
Kareshi: Point.
(SFX: Kareshi picking up his pants, rezipping his fly.)
Kareshi: Never neglect the small things in life. (beat) There's your panties.
Kanojo: Thanks.
Kareshi: The floor...okay...
Kanojo: We can get a little comfy. You don't want to cuddle?
Kareshi: I want to cuddle.
Kanojo: Good. (titters)
(SFX: Slight thump as they lie down on the floor.)
Kanojo: You know just what I like. That's it.
Kareshi: What?
Kanojo: You must have been a girl in a past life. I'm sure of it.
Kareshi: What about you? I think there's hope for Hideaki yet. I think I
really am dating a boy.
(Kanojo laughs out loud.)
(SFX: They kiss.)
Kanojo: Sweet dreams.
Kareshi: You too.
TSUZUKU
---
Heckler: What the f...what was all that faggotty shit just now!?
Other: I paid for Japanese schoolgirls, dammit!
Announcer: (stiffly) Trust me, they wouldn't serve your type. The nature of
this fic makes it impossible to provide refunds to dissatisfied customers. Go
home and tell your mother you've been a very naughty boy.
Other: Yeah, fuck you too!
Announcer: (even more stiffly) I'm sorry, but my wife would not approve of
that. (coyly; effeminate) But thanks for asking.
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