Prince of Tennis - Yanagi Renji - 023. Lovers.
Title: The First Time
Fandom: Prince of Tennis
Characters: Yanagi Renji, Takayama Mizu
Prompt: 023. Lovers
Word Count: 3,953
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Renji and Mizu finally get physical, and right off the bat, they have a scare....
Author's Notes: Lots of women’s health issues (birth control, abortion clinics...yeah, the hard stuff) mentioned in this one, use your own discretion about your own sensitivities regarding these issues, please. Though I hope I have written this in a way that doesn’t make it feel like I’m cramming opinions down your throat, because honestly I have more issues with that, than with the subject material itself.
My LDT found here
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Takayama Mizu looked around her new surroundings. Things hadn’t changed all that much, other than she no longer lived with her parents. She still went to school, still hung around with her friends, both new and old ones. She was becoming friends with some of her boyfriend’s friends. She wished she could help them out by giving them the small push they had given to their friend to bring her and him together.
She wondered how things had gone so bad at her home, but she didn’t dwell on it. It had happened, and his family was quick to the rescue. It was almost embarrassing how he acted towards her, but she knew that they had a deep connection, even if they were too young to really think of more adult matters in their life. They had to survive high school first.
She sighed as she looked out the unfamiliar window. It was raining. Renji had tennis practice, and of course they were lucky that their school had facilities for them to practice inside, out of the weather. She stole downstairs to see if perhaps Tori-san had any chores she could do.
“I don’t have anything for you to do right now, Mizu-chan.” Tori told her. “Renji’s supposed to pick up the vegetables for dinner on his way home, and until I have those, there really isn’t anything to do.”
“It’s fine. I’m just a little...bored.” She finished lamely. Tori gave the girl a hug.
“Read a book. There are plenty of those around the house.” She smiled. Mizu smiled back.
“I’ve noticed.” She teased a little, and headed back upstairs. She settled in Renji’s room, carefully picking up what was definitely a well-worn book. Mizu ran her fingers over the cover. Definitely a well loved book. She set it down carefully on the bed, reading the pages carefully. She thought she’d heard the door open, but didn’t pay attention as she was too engrossed in the story.
“That’s always been a favorite.” Renji said as he sat down.
“Oh, I didn’t hear you come in!” Mizu said, sitting up. “I should go see if I can help out with dinner...” Renji pushed her back down.
“Mother said she thought you were in here, and said to tell you that she does not need assistance with dinner.” Renji smiled at her, and kissed her forehead.
“But....” She trailed off.
“Mother said you need to relax. She appreciates the help, but you need time off too.” He reassured her. Mizu nodded and sighed a little.
“I just don’t like being idle.” She said. “Ask Akaya-kun.”
“He’s told us about your knitting.” Renji smiled. “Though, I take it I’m not supposed to know about it?”
Mizu laughed. “Only if he spoiled what the finished product will be.”
“No, nothing about what the final product will be. Just that there’s too much yarn around your desk...and on his.”
“Ha! Good seaweed head.” She smirked, and was about to snuggle up to her boyfriend when an odor caught her nose. “Didn’t you shower before you left?” She asked. Renji looked a bit sheepish as he shook his head now.
“I’m about to do so. I didn’t think I’d come home to this, but if you’ll give me a half hour, I’ll join you properly.” Mizu smiled at that.
“I don’t plan on going anywhere.” She said, shooing Renji off to the bathroom. He gathered his casual clothes, and headed to the bathroom.
In the shower, Renji sighed to himself, the warm water pouring over his head. She was so cute and so clueless sometimes. His hand slipped between his legs and he stroked himself idly as he wondered what it would be like to touch his girlfriend there and to touch her slightly larger than normal chest....and maybe even stick it in her. That last thought made the erection ache just a little as he released his built up tension into the water escaping down the drain.
He dressed quickly, and went back to his room. “The rain stopped while I was on my way home.” He commented to Mizu as she kept reading.
“It did? That’s good.” She said.
“Will you go on a walk with me after dinner?” He asked.
Mizu looked up at him from her seat on the bed. “What’s wrong, Renji-kun?” She asked. He sat down next to her, wrapping his arm around here.
“Something I’d rather not talk about in the house.” He said, stroking her hair.
“Oh.” Mizu said, understanding. “Of course.” She said quietly. He kissed her on the forehead again.
“Thank you.”
Dinner was rather quiet, and eaten quickly.
“Don’t be out all night.” Tori told the kids.
“We won’t, Mother.” Renji promised her. “We do have our mobiles with us in case you need us.” Tori nodded.
The couple headed out the door, and down the street. They walked in silence for a while. “So, what’s bothering you, Renji-kun?” Mizu finally asked once they were well away from home.
Renji kept staring straight ahead, though there was a slight flush to his face. “I....I’d like to......” he just couldn’t get the right words out, now that he actually had a moment where he had the oppurtunity to do so. He cleared his throat and attempted to start over. “Mizu.....” He just paused, looking at her. She stared back up into his eyes.
She wrapped her arms around his waist and buried her head into his chest. “What’s this, I’ve rendered the great Yanagi Renji speechless?” She teased him gently. “I know what you were doing in the shower....” She blushed at that. “I’m sure you’ve heard me at night....” She blushed even deeper at her own admittance. “I have to muffle myself with a pillow....it doesn’t seem like it’s greatly effective.”
“Then...you know what I’m trying to say?”
She looked up at him and smiled. “I want to express our love physically as well.” She leaned up on her toes and kissed him. “I want to be able to scream your name and have the whole world know the other person making me feel like that.....” She blushed, as she realized they were still in public.
Renji laughed a little, but he was relaxing somewhat. “I think I have enough for an hour or two....” He trailed off. Mizu nodded.
“I want it as much as you.” She said, more than agreeable to that. Renji nodded. Those were words he couldn’t believe he was hearing. He hadn’t wanted to push her into doing something she wasn’t ready to do either. Apparently, in the still of the night, they had both been deeply yearning for the other.
Renji boldly led them to a section of town that wasn’t often frequented by people their age. Though they both pretended not to know the one couple fleeing from one of the non-descript buildings, despite it being hard not to know the bleached hair of the one teammate of Renji’s and the bright streaked hair of one of Mizu’s friends.
“Must be on again....” Mizu said, as she got closer to Renji.
“Hopefully it’ll improve his disposition some.” Renji commented, as he looked at the selection of rooms. He looked at Mizu, for a moment.
“A plain room will be fine.” She told him. It was almost embarrassing to be at a place like this, but they both knew if they wanted to be together like this, it was their only option until they were able to move out on their own.
They made their way to the room and closed the door behind them. Mizu discarded her jacket on the floor, and practically flung herself at Renji. He kissed her hard and deep as he guided her to the bed. “Are you sure about this?” He asked, his hands hovering at the hem of her shirt. Mizu nodded.
“The most sure I’ve been about anything in my entire life.” She avowed, sitting up on her knees on the bed to continue the war between their tongues. Her shirt was removed at some point in there, and Renji’s hands cupped her breasts, squeeing them firmly as to make sure they were real and this wasn’t just another wet dream of his. Mizu’s hands reaffirmed the toned muscles of his chest and abdomen. She knew that fully clothed he looked like a twig that hung from the tree of his surname. Underneath, he was muscular, and much stronger than he looked. Mizu’s bra soon ended up with her shirt. They were halfway to their intentions. They stared at each other, both realizing that they had never quite gotten this far before. Renji had almost gotten his hand in her panties once, but had been interrupted by being barged in on by his mother.
Mizu was blushing slightly, but looked quite happy. “No one’s going to interrupt us here.” She reminded him, giving him the encouragement he needed. She pulled her skirt down, revealing a rather plain white pair of panties. Renji blushed a little himself, but remembered that was why they were here. He pushed both the panties and skirt off with one hand. He stepped back to admire his girlfriend’s naked figure. Her curves were in all the right places, as far as he was concerned. So what if one of her breasts looked a bit larger than the other now that they were free from their prison. Her hips were just the perfect roundess. He leaned down and gave her yet another hard kiss. “You’re beautiful.” He murmured. The blush on her face deepened.
“Take your pants off, already.” Mizu grinned up at him. Renji fumbled a bit with his remaining clothes, but soon all their garments were in a messy pile on the floor. Mizu eyed him appreciatively. “Not quite what I expected.” She grinned. “It’s much better.” She reassured him. The straining, erect penis was defintely not what she expected. It was wider around, but it did seem to meet her expectation in length. It was definitely wider than her index and middle finger put together. She reached out to touch it, looking into his eyes before she did so. He nodded. Mizu wrapped one of her hands around it and pulled on it carefully. She was rewarded with a moan from her boyfriend. She felt her own genitals reacting to that. She released her hand from his cock, and pulled him back to her for a kiss.
They pulled apart for breath. “Are you ready?” Renji asked her quietly. She nodded. It was cute how they had come this far, and he was still worried about it.
“I’ve been ready, Renji.” It was the first time she hadn’t used an honorific with his name. “Please...make me yours.” Renji leaned down and kissed her, as he tried to line himself up to her. It was a bit awkward, as neither of them had expierence with this sort of thing. Renji was a bit shocked when he did finally slip into the hole. Mizu was as well, but for a different reason. She moaned as she was filled in a way that self pleasuring had lacked. “Renji!” She cried out as he recovered himself, and let instinct take over his hips.
Renji sought out her hand with one of his, using that one to keep steady and in contact with her. His eyes stared down into hers. He could see the love and trust that reflected in them. He felt her body react to his, muscles he didn’t know existed in women squeezed around his penis, encouraging him, gripping him, almost milking it like it was a cow’s udder. It was too stimulating and he let out his seed into her.
That of course was the moment the two realized they hadn’t used a condom.
“Oh....” Renji groaned as he laid down beside her, his energy spent more than he had expected.
Mizu sighed. “We were so excited.....” She curled up, quite sated herself.
“What will we do if....” Renji didn’t finsh that thought. He didn’t want to finish that thought.
“Deal with it.” Mizu said. “Somehow.” She said, turning to kiss him.
“I feel so stupid right now.”
“Everyone has those moments, Renji.” She tried to reassure him. “Even you.” She patted his face. “Besides, I’m due to start in a few weeks. Perhaps we’ll be lucky this time.” He nodded, hoping for the best.
“And if we’re not?” He asked. “Other than my parents will kick me out of the house, and who knows what else...”
“Wherever you go, I go.” Mizu promised him, squeezing her hand. “And if we’re not so lucky....we’ll cross that bridge when we get to it. I love you, remember?”
Renji smiled. “I love you too.” He replied, kissing her. “I almost want to do it again, but I feel like spaghetti at the moment.” Mizu laughed at that.
“I think our time is almost up anyway. Let’s shower, and head on home.” She suggested, raising herself on her own limp muscles. “I’ll wash your back.” She promised.
The house was dark when Renji and Mizu returned home. It didn’t surprise Renji all that much, his parents often went to bed early, even on the weekends. He escorted Mizu to his sister’s old room. It looked much different than when it was occupied by his sister. He kissed Mizu on the forehead and bade her a good night and went on to his own room, closing the door behind him. He laid down on his bed, sighing. You idiot....you promised yourself...heck, you promised Mother.... He rolled on to his side. That was the worst case scenario talking. The more logical, and thankfully louder, side of his brain told him not to worry until there was something to worry about. Unfortunately, that gave the worst case scenario plenty of time to dig in and berate him and cause him worry. Never had Yanagi Renji wanted a woman to get her period so badly.
Mizu had settled down into bed when there was a soft knock at the door. “It’s open.” She said. Tori walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed.
“Everything alright?” She asked. Mizu nodded. She smiled. She had put two and two together much earlier. She worried about this girl that had come from an abusive home though. “Renji wasn’t forceful or anything.”
“Oh, heavens no!” Mizu said, still brandishing a bit of an afterglow. “Just....one small thing, and it’s both of our faults....and maybe might not even be an issue.” She blushed.
Tori groaned a little on the inside. “I didn’t want to be a grandmother this young.” She said.
“I don’t think you will be. And...please don’t tell Renji I told you. He’s already beating himself up pretty hard over it.” Mizu begged her. Renji’s mother looked at her, and then nodded.
“I won’t. I’m just worried about you. And don’t be afraid to ask me questions about it. I’ll be as honest as I can, though everyone is different. I can’t imagine you’ve learned anything other than what’s in the school cirruculum.”
Mizu blushed a little. “Thank you, Tori-san.”
“Get some sleep. You look like you could use it.”
“Good night.” Mizu kept to herself the part where she would most likely sleep better if she was in Renji’s arms.
The next couple of weeks went by as normal. Renji’s routine didn’t vary much. Mizu’’s didn’t either, except for occasionally working on her knitting project (and using Akaya’s desk as additional workspace) during lunch, and either watching Renji practice after school, or heading with her girl friends for a study group.
This was a day that she was watching the tennis club practice. Mizu was joined by Yagami Akari, one of her friends that was also a year ahead of her in school. It was also the girl her and Renji had seen the other night with one Niou Masaharu.
“Niou-sempai hasn’t been stupid lately, I take it?” Mizu asked her.
“He has his uses.” Akari grinned at her.
“I don’t mean to be rude...” Mizu looked around them, and determined them to be a safe distance from the other spectators, and they were definitely far enough away from the courts for the boys to hear their conversation. “Did I see you and him running from....a certain place....the other night?”
“He said he thought he saw Yanagi-kun. Didn’t think the two of you would use a place like that though.”
“We were pretty much told by his parents if we wanted to do it, that was our option.” Mizu told her, blushing slightly. “Can I ask you something?”
Akari looked at her younger friend. “Sure. Can’t say I’ll answer.”
“Have you had a pregnacy scare?” Akari’s eyes narrowed a bit, and shook her head no.
“Masa always remembers a condom. Says he doesn’t want any rug rats.” Akari rolled her eyes a bit. Mizu just shrunk back a little.
“First time, and you both forgot, huh? It happens. There are clinics, you know...” Mizu’s eyes went wide. “I have friends at other schools that have had scares like that. Or they’re just stupid.”
“That wasn’t really the kind of advice I was looking for.” Mizu said. “Thanks anyway.” She said as her eyes landed on Renji, his moves as calculated as ever, landing precisely where he wanted them to. It was scary watching Renji play tennis sometimes. It wasn’t quite as scary when it was against his own team in practice. It was worse when they playing against other schools. It was especially worse if that other school was Seigaku and he was matched up against one Inui Sadaharu. It seemed that every year, the two schools tried to out guess the other as to where the other would be playing...and still matched the two up no matter how hard they tried not to.
Akari’s eyes drifted to her own boyfriend. Actually, she wasn’t even sure she should call him that. They were infamous for being on and off so much. Right now, they were on again, and it seemed to be working pretty well...for once.
Akari sighed. She was almost jealous of Mizu. Her and Renji seemed to be perfect for each other, and it was almost a storybook romance. She was happy for her friend, of course, but things were almost too perfect. Then again, Mizu admitting that she’s having a pregnancy scare kind of amused her, deep down. Things weren’t quite as perfect as they seemed, and even the smart ones can sometimes slip up.
The two girls sat in silence as they watched the boys end their practice, then waited for their respective signifcant others to join them. Niou was the first one out of the locker room and headed straight for Akari. “So, I was thinking....ramen and ice cream?”
“You paying?” Akari asked, smiling a little.
“If I have to...” Niou said, giving a long suffering sigh. “You want to come too?” Akari kicked him.
“I’m not going on a double date with Yanagi of all people...no offense, Mizu-chan.” She apologized.
Mizu laughed. “It’s okay. I know he’s not everyone’s cup of tea. Have fun, you two.”
“I didn’t say anything about Yanagi...” Niou muttered. Akari kicked him in the shin.
“That makes you a rather huge pervert, Masa-chan.” Akari said, grinning. “Not only going after someone else’s girl, but in front of your own girlfriend....It’s going to take more than ice cream to get you out of this one.” Akari threatened.
Mizu shook her head as they left. She didn’t quite understand how that pair worked. She walked down to the ground level of the bleachers and stood waiting for Renji.
“Were you waiting long?” He asked as he strode up to her.
“No. Saw Akari-chan and Niou-sempai off.” She said. “Almost got invited along on their date. Without you.” Mizu shook her head.
“I do not want to know any more than that.”
“Maybe Niou-sempai has a thing for me?” Mizu suggested. Renji looked at her.
“I sincerely hope not.” Renji ruffled her hair a little. “That’s disturbing on many levels.”
“I hope not either.” Mizu added as they walked towards home. “Hey, Renji? Have...you had any strange dreams lately?”
“Hmm....well, there were a couple,but they didn’t seem too out of the ordinary. Why?”
“I don’t normally dream. Usually when I do, it’s nightmares of the past. These...have been memorable, and actually pleasant.” She admitted.
“Perhaps it’s just the stress of the last few weeks working itself out.” Renji suggested.
“Possibly.” Mizu relented.
“Tomorrow night? You and I?” He asked. “It’ll help get our minds off of it. And I will remember this time.” Mizu blushed, but nodded. Perhaps another romp between the sheets of a strange bed would help clear her mind.
Mizu couldn’t help but wonder at the logic of using a condom now if the damage had already been done the first time. Then again, if no damage had been done, it would prevent a future scare. It felt much the same as the first time, only there was less awkwardness as they got used to each other’s bodies beind so close to the other.
In the afterglow, they laid in each others arms, minds resetting.
“Ne, Renji....does the name ‘Tarou’ mean anything to you?”
He thought for a moment. “It’s the given name of Hyoutei’s junior high division tennis coach, but other than that, I don’t personally know anyone with that name.”
Mizu shrugged. “I was hoping you might....that name keeps popping up in my dreams.” Renji shook his head.
“Sorry I couldn’t be of more help.” He murmured, nuzzling her neck. “Tell me more about these dreams.”
“They’re silly, really. This Tarou...doesn’t seem to be much older than us. Tells me that things will work out as planned.” Mizu just shook her head.
“Hmmm.....” Renji voiced. “Does the boy look much like me, with longer hair?” he asked suddently.
“How did you....”
“I didn’t want to put you off, since you said they were pleasant dreams, after all. I didn’t want you to think I’d gone crazy, either.”
“Then I guess we’ve both gone crazy.” Mizu grinned at him. “So, maybe he’s right, and we’re worried for nothing.”
“Let’s hope so.” Renji said, hugging her close to him. “I’d like to be able to do this with you with fewer worries, honestly.”
“I’ll see about getting pills.” Mizu said quietly. “It will at least help give us more peace of mind.” Renji nodded. “Don’t get me wrong, Renji,” She started. “I do want to bear your children....but not yet.” She kissed him.
“I agree with that.” He said. “Especially the not yet part.”
In another ten days Mizu was very happy to have her abdomen cramping and craving salty foods and sweet chocolate. Renji was even happier than she was that her uterus was shedding its lining. He was more than happy to run to the nearest store to get her supplies, even. No male should be that happy about a woman’s normal bodily function, but it meant that they had been lucky enough to not become teenage parents. Renji gave thanks to every deity he could think of of, and considering looking more to thank them as well.
“You are the happiest miserable person I’ve ever seen.” Akari told Mizu the next day at school. Mizu smiled at her.
“More of a relieved, miserable person. I happily will troop through this every month as long as it means I’m not pregnant.”
Akari smiled at her. She didn’t have the heart to tell MIzu the whole truth about her own situation the other day. It was better if no one knew, honestly.
Fandom: Prince of Tennis
Characters: Yanagi Renji, Takayama Mizu
Prompt: 023. Lovers
Word Count: 3,953
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Renji and Mizu finally get physical, and right off the bat, they have a scare....
Author's Notes: Lots of women’s health issues (birth control, abortion clinics...yeah, the hard stuff) mentioned in this one, use your own discretion about your own sensitivities regarding these issues, please. Though I hope I have written this in a way that doesn’t make it feel like I’m cramming opinions down your throat, because honestly I have more issues with that, than with the subject material itself.
My LDT found here
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Takayama Mizu looked around her new surroundings. Things hadn’t changed all that much, other than she no longer lived with her parents. She still went to school, still hung around with her friends, both new and old ones. She was becoming friends with some of her boyfriend’s friends. She wished she could help them out by giving them the small push they had given to their friend to bring her and him together.
She wondered how things had gone so bad at her home, but she didn’t dwell on it. It had happened, and his family was quick to the rescue. It was almost embarrassing how he acted towards her, but she knew that they had a deep connection, even if they were too young to really think of more adult matters in their life. They had to survive high school first.
She sighed as she looked out the unfamiliar window. It was raining. Renji had tennis practice, and of course they were lucky that their school had facilities for them to practice inside, out of the weather. She stole downstairs to see if perhaps Tori-san had any chores she could do.
“I don’t have anything for you to do right now, Mizu-chan.” Tori told her. “Renji’s supposed to pick up the vegetables for dinner on his way home, and until I have those, there really isn’t anything to do.”
“It’s fine. I’m just a little...bored.” She finished lamely. Tori gave the girl a hug.
“Read a book. There are plenty of those around the house.” She smiled. Mizu smiled back.
“I’ve noticed.” She teased a little, and headed back upstairs. She settled in Renji’s room, carefully picking up what was definitely a well-worn book. Mizu ran her fingers over the cover. Definitely a well loved book. She set it down carefully on the bed, reading the pages carefully. She thought she’d heard the door open, but didn’t pay attention as she was too engrossed in the story.
“That’s always been a favorite.” Renji said as he sat down.
“Oh, I didn’t hear you come in!” Mizu said, sitting up. “I should go see if I can help out with dinner...” Renji pushed her back down.
“Mother said she thought you were in here, and said to tell you that she does not need assistance with dinner.” Renji smiled at her, and kissed her forehead.
“But....” She trailed off.
“Mother said you need to relax. She appreciates the help, but you need time off too.” He reassured her. Mizu nodded and sighed a little.
“I just don’t like being idle.” She said. “Ask Akaya-kun.”
“He’s told us about your knitting.” Renji smiled. “Though, I take it I’m not supposed to know about it?”
Mizu laughed. “Only if he spoiled what the finished product will be.”
“No, nothing about what the final product will be. Just that there’s too much yarn around your desk...and on his.”
“Ha! Good seaweed head.” She smirked, and was about to snuggle up to her boyfriend when an odor caught her nose. “Didn’t you shower before you left?” She asked. Renji looked a bit sheepish as he shook his head now.
“I’m about to do so. I didn’t think I’d come home to this, but if you’ll give me a half hour, I’ll join you properly.” Mizu smiled at that.
“I don’t plan on going anywhere.” She said, shooing Renji off to the bathroom. He gathered his casual clothes, and headed to the bathroom.
In the shower, Renji sighed to himself, the warm water pouring over his head. She was so cute and so clueless sometimes. His hand slipped between his legs and he stroked himself idly as he wondered what it would be like to touch his girlfriend there and to touch her slightly larger than normal chest....and maybe even stick it in her. That last thought made the erection ache just a little as he released his built up tension into the water escaping down the drain.
He dressed quickly, and went back to his room. “The rain stopped while I was on my way home.” He commented to Mizu as she kept reading.
“It did? That’s good.” She said.
“Will you go on a walk with me after dinner?” He asked.
Mizu looked up at him from her seat on the bed. “What’s wrong, Renji-kun?” She asked. He sat down next to her, wrapping his arm around here.
“Something I’d rather not talk about in the house.” He said, stroking her hair.
“Oh.” Mizu said, understanding. “Of course.” She said quietly. He kissed her on the forehead again.
“Thank you.”
Dinner was rather quiet, and eaten quickly.
“Don’t be out all night.” Tori told the kids.
“We won’t, Mother.” Renji promised her. “We do have our mobiles with us in case you need us.” Tori nodded.
The couple headed out the door, and down the street. They walked in silence for a while. “So, what’s bothering you, Renji-kun?” Mizu finally asked once they were well away from home.
Renji kept staring straight ahead, though there was a slight flush to his face. “I....I’d like to......” he just couldn’t get the right words out, now that he actually had a moment where he had the oppurtunity to do so. He cleared his throat and attempted to start over. “Mizu.....” He just paused, looking at her. She stared back up into his eyes.
She wrapped her arms around his waist and buried her head into his chest. “What’s this, I’ve rendered the great Yanagi Renji speechless?” She teased him gently. “I know what you were doing in the shower....” She blushed at that. “I’m sure you’ve heard me at night....” She blushed even deeper at her own admittance. “I have to muffle myself with a pillow....it doesn’t seem like it’s greatly effective.”
“Then...you know what I’m trying to say?”
She looked up at him and smiled. “I want to express our love physically as well.” She leaned up on her toes and kissed him. “I want to be able to scream your name and have the whole world know the other person making me feel like that.....” She blushed, as she realized they were still in public.
Renji laughed a little, but he was relaxing somewhat. “I think I have enough for an hour or two....” He trailed off. Mizu nodded.
“I want it as much as you.” She said, more than agreeable to that. Renji nodded. Those were words he couldn’t believe he was hearing. He hadn’t wanted to push her into doing something she wasn’t ready to do either. Apparently, in the still of the night, they had both been deeply yearning for the other.
Renji boldly led them to a section of town that wasn’t often frequented by people their age. Though they both pretended not to know the one couple fleeing from one of the non-descript buildings, despite it being hard not to know the bleached hair of the one teammate of Renji’s and the bright streaked hair of one of Mizu’s friends.
“Must be on again....” Mizu said, as she got closer to Renji.
“Hopefully it’ll improve his disposition some.” Renji commented, as he looked at the selection of rooms. He looked at Mizu, for a moment.
“A plain room will be fine.” She told him. It was almost embarrassing to be at a place like this, but they both knew if they wanted to be together like this, it was their only option until they were able to move out on their own.
They made their way to the room and closed the door behind them. Mizu discarded her jacket on the floor, and practically flung herself at Renji. He kissed her hard and deep as he guided her to the bed. “Are you sure about this?” He asked, his hands hovering at the hem of her shirt. Mizu nodded.
“The most sure I’ve been about anything in my entire life.” She avowed, sitting up on her knees on the bed to continue the war between their tongues. Her shirt was removed at some point in there, and Renji’s hands cupped her breasts, squeeing them firmly as to make sure they were real and this wasn’t just another wet dream of his. Mizu’s hands reaffirmed the toned muscles of his chest and abdomen. She knew that fully clothed he looked like a twig that hung from the tree of his surname. Underneath, he was muscular, and much stronger than he looked. Mizu’s bra soon ended up with her shirt. They were halfway to their intentions. They stared at each other, both realizing that they had never quite gotten this far before. Renji had almost gotten his hand in her panties once, but had been interrupted by being barged in on by his mother.
Mizu was blushing slightly, but looked quite happy. “No one’s going to interrupt us here.” She reminded him, giving him the encouragement he needed. She pulled her skirt down, revealing a rather plain white pair of panties. Renji blushed a little himself, but remembered that was why they were here. He pushed both the panties and skirt off with one hand. He stepped back to admire his girlfriend’s naked figure. Her curves were in all the right places, as far as he was concerned. So what if one of her breasts looked a bit larger than the other now that they were free from their prison. Her hips were just the perfect roundess. He leaned down and gave her yet another hard kiss. “You’re beautiful.” He murmured. The blush on her face deepened.
“Take your pants off, already.” Mizu grinned up at him. Renji fumbled a bit with his remaining clothes, but soon all their garments were in a messy pile on the floor. Mizu eyed him appreciatively. “Not quite what I expected.” She grinned. “It’s much better.” She reassured him. The straining, erect penis was defintely not what she expected. It was wider around, but it did seem to meet her expectation in length. It was definitely wider than her index and middle finger put together. She reached out to touch it, looking into his eyes before she did so. He nodded. Mizu wrapped one of her hands around it and pulled on it carefully. She was rewarded with a moan from her boyfriend. She felt her own genitals reacting to that. She released her hand from his cock, and pulled him back to her for a kiss.
They pulled apart for breath. “Are you ready?” Renji asked her quietly. She nodded. It was cute how they had come this far, and he was still worried about it.
“I’ve been ready, Renji.” It was the first time she hadn’t used an honorific with his name. “Please...make me yours.” Renji leaned down and kissed her, as he tried to line himself up to her. It was a bit awkward, as neither of them had expierence with this sort of thing. Renji was a bit shocked when he did finally slip into the hole. Mizu was as well, but for a different reason. She moaned as she was filled in a way that self pleasuring had lacked. “Renji!” She cried out as he recovered himself, and let instinct take over his hips.
Renji sought out her hand with one of his, using that one to keep steady and in contact with her. His eyes stared down into hers. He could see the love and trust that reflected in them. He felt her body react to his, muscles he didn’t know existed in women squeezed around his penis, encouraging him, gripping him, almost milking it like it was a cow’s udder. It was too stimulating and he let out his seed into her.
That of course was the moment the two realized they hadn’t used a condom.
“Oh....” Renji groaned as he laid down beside her, his energy spent more than he had expected.
Mizu sighed. “We were so excited.....” She curled up, quite sated herself.
“What will we do if....” Renji didn’t finsh that thought. He didn’t want to finish that thought.
“Deal with it.” Mizu said. “Somehow.” She said, turning to kiss him.
“I feel so stupid right now.”
“Everyone has those moments, Renji.” She tried to reassure him. “Even you.” She patted his face. “Besides, I’m due to start in a few weeks. Perhaps we’ll be lucky this time.” He nodded, hoping for the best.
“And if we’re not?” He asked. “Other than my parents will kick me out of the house, and who knows what else...”
“Wherever you go, I go.” Mizu promised him, squeezing her hand. “And if we’re not so lucky....we’ll cross that bridge when we get to it. I love you, remember?”
Renji smiled. “I love you too.” He replied, kissing her. “I almost want to do it again, but I feel like spaghetti at the moment.” Mizu laughed at that.
“I think our time is almost up anyway. Let’s shower, and head on home.” She suggested, raising herself on her own limp muscles. “I’ll wash your back.” She promised.
The house was dark when Renji and Mizu returned home. It didn’t surprise Renji all that much, his parents often went to bed early, even on the weekends. He escorted Mizu to his sister’s old room. It looked much different than when it was occupied by his sister. He kissed Mizu on the forehead and bade her a good night and went on to his own room, closing the door behind him. He laid down on his bed, sighing. You idiot....you promised yourself...heck, you promised Mother.... He rolled on to his side. That was the worst case scenario talking. The more logical, and thankfully louder, side of his brain told him not to worry until there was something to worry about. Unfortunately, that gave the worst case scenario plenty of time to dig in and berate him and cause him worry. Never had Yanagi Renji wanted a woman to get her period so badly.
Mizu had settled down into bed when there was a soft knock at the door. “It’s open.” She said. Tori walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed.
“Everything alright?” She asked. Mizu nodded. She smiled. She had put two and two together much earlier. She worried about this girl that had come from an abusive home though. “Renji wasn’t forceful or anything.”
“Oh, heavens no!” Mizu said, still brandishing a bit of an afterglow. “Just....one small thing, and it’s both of our faults....and maybe might not even be an issue.” She blushed.
Tori groaned a little on the inside. “I didn’t want to be a grandmother this young.” She said.
“I don’t think you will be. And...please don’t tell Renji I told you. He’s already beating himself up pretty hard over it.” Mizu begged her. Renji’s mother looked at her, and then nodded.
“I won’t. I’m just worried about you. And don’t be afraid to ask me questions about it. I’ll be as honest as I can, though everyone is different. I can’t imagine you’ve learned anything other than what’s in the school cirruculum.”
Mizu blushed a little. “Thank you, Tori-san.”
“Get some sleep. You look like you could use it.”
“Good night.” Mizu kept to herself the part where she would most likely sleep better if she was in Renji’s arms.
The next couple of weeks went by as normal. Renji’s routine didn’t vary much. Mizu’’s didn’t either, except for occasionally working on her knitting project (and using Akaya’s desk as additional workspace) during lunch, and either watching Renji practice after school, or heading with her girl friends for a study group.
This was a day that she was watching the tennis club practice. Mizu was joined by Yagami Akari, one of her friends that was also a year ahead of her in school. It was also the girl her and Renji had seen the other night with one Niou Masaharu.
“Niou-sempai hasn’t been stupid lately, I take it?” Mizu asked her.
“He has his uses.” Akari grinned at her.
“I don’t mean to be rude...” Mizu looked around them, and determined them to be a safe distance from the other spectators, and they were definitely far enough away from the courts for the boys to hear their conversation. “Did I see you and him running from....a certain place....the other night?”
“He said he thought he saw Yanagi-kun. Didn’t think the two of you would use a place like that though.”
“We were pretty much told by his parents if we wanted to do it, that was our option.” Mizu told her, blushing slightly. “Can I ask you something?”
Akari looked at her younger friend. “Sure. Can’t say I’ll answer.”
“Have you had a pregnacy scare?” Akari’s eyes narrowed a bit, and shook her head no.
“Masa always remembers a condom. Says he doesn’t want any rug rats.” Akari rolled her eyes a bit. Mizu just shrunk back a little.
“First time, and you both forgot, huh? It happens. There are clinics, you know...” Mizu’s eyes went wide. “I have friends at other schools that have had scares like that. Or they’re just stupid.”
“That wasn’t really the kind of advice I was looking for.” Mizu said. “Thanks anyway.” She said as her eyes landed on Renji, his moves as calculated as ever, landing precisely where he wanted them to. It was scary watching Renji play tennis sometimes. It wasn’t quite as scary when it was against his own team in practice. It was worse when they playing against other schools. It was especially worse if that other school was Seigaku and he was matched up against one Inui Sadaharu. It seemed that every year, the two schools tried to out guess the other as to where the other would be playing...and still matched the two up no matter how hard they tried not to.
Akari’s eyes drifted to her own boyfriend. Actually, she wasn’t even sure she should call him that. They were infamous for being on and off so much. Right now, they were on again, and it seemed to be working pretty well...for once.
Akari sighed. She was almost jealous of Mizu. Her and Renji seemed to be perfect for each other, and it was almost a storybook romance. She was happy for her friend, of course, but things were almost too perfect. Then again, Mizu admitting that she’s having a pregnancy scare kind of amused her, deep down. Things weren’t quite as perfect as they seemed, and even the smart ones can sometimes slip up.
The two girls sat in silence as they watched the boys end their practice, then waited for their respective signifcant others to join them. Niou was the first one out of the locker room and headed straight for Akari. “So, I was thinking....ramen and ice cream?”
“You paying?” Akari asked, smiling a little.
“If I have to...” Niou said, giving a long suffering sigh. “You want to come too?” Akari kicked him.
“I’m not going on a double date with Yanagi of all people...no offense, Mizu-chan.” She apologized.
Mizu laughed. “It’s okay. I know he’s not everyone’s cup of tea. Have fun, you two.”
“I didn’t say anything about Yanagi...” Niou muttered. Akari kicked him in the shin.
“That makes you a rather huge pervert, Masa-chan.” Akari said, grinning. “Not only going after someone else’s girl, but in front of your own girlfriend....It’s going to take more than ice cream to get you out of this one.” Akari threatened.
Mizu shook her head as they left. She didn’t quite understand how that pair worked. She walked down to the ground level of the bleachers and stood waiting for Renji.
“Were you waiting long?” He asked as he strode up to her.
“No. Saw Akari-chan and Niou-sempai off.” She said. “Almost got invited along on their date. Without you.” Mizu shook her head.
“I do not want to know any more than that.”
“Maybe Niou-sempai has a thing for me?” Mizu suggested. Renji looked at her.
“I sincerely hope not.” Renji ruffled her hair a little. “That’s disturbing on many levels.”
“I hope not either.” Mizu added as they walked towards home. “Hey, Renji? Have...you had any strange dreams lately?”
“Hmm....well, there were a couple,but they didn’t seem too out of the ordinary. Why?”
“I don’t normally dream. Usually when I do, it’s nightmares of the past. These...have been memorable, and actually pleasant.” She admitted.
“Perhaps it’s just the stress of the last few weeks working itself out.” Renji suggested.
“Possibly.” Mizu relented.
“Tomorrow night? You and I?” He asked. “It’ll help get our minds off of it. And I will remember this time.” Mizu blushed, but nodded. Perhaps another romp between the sheets of a strange bed would help clear her mind.
Mizu couldn’t help but wonder at the logic of using a condom now if the damage had already been done the first time. Then again, if no damage had been done, it would prevent a future scare. It felt much the same as the first time, only there was less awkwardness as they got used to each other’s bodies beind so close to the other.
In the afterglow, they laid in each others arms, minds resetting.
“Ne, Renji....does the name ‘Tarou’ mean anything to you?”
He thought for a moment. “It’s the given name of Hyoutei’s junior high division tennis coach, but other than that, I don’t personally know anyone with that name.”
Mizu shrugged. “I was hoping you might....that name keeps popping up in my dreams.” Renji shook his head.
“Sorry I couldn’t be of more help.” He murmured, nuzzling her neck. “Tell me more about these dreams.”
“They’re silly, really. This Tarou...doesn’t seem to be much older than us. Tells me that things will work out as planned.” Mizu just shook her head.
“Hmmm.....” Renji voiced. “Does the boy look much like me, with longer hair?” he asked suddently.
“How did you....”
“I didn’t want to put you off, since you said they were pleasant dreams, after all. I didn’t want you to think I’d gone crazy, either.”
“Then I guess we’ve both gone crazy.” Mizu grinned at him. “So, maybe he’s right, and we’re worried for nothing.”
“Let’s hope so.” Renji said, hugging her close to him. “I’d like to be able to do this with you with fewer worries, honestly.”
“I’ll see about getting pills.” Mizu said quietly. “It will at least help give us more peace of mind.” Renji nodded. “Don’t get me wrong, Renji,” She started. “I do want to bear your children....but not yet.” She kissed him.
“I agree with that.” He said. “Especially the not yet part.”
In another ten days Mizu was very happy to have her abdomen cramping and craving salty foods and sweet chocolate. Renji was even happier than she was that her uterus was shedding its lining. He was more than happy to run to the nearest store to get her supplies, even. No male should be that happy about a woman’s normal bodily function, but it meant that they had been lucky enough to not become teenage parents. Renji gave thanks to every deity he could think of of, and considering looking more to thank them as well.
“You are the happiest miserable person I’ve ever seen.” Akari told Mizu the next day at school. Mizu smiled at her.
“More of a relieved, miserable person. I happily will troop through this every month as long as it means I’m not pregnant.”
Akari smiled at her. She didn’t have the heart to tell MIzu the whole truth about her own situation the other day. It was better if no one knew, honestly.