The situation with lemon fanfics is appalling.
They are treated as a novelty by both their readers and writers, and the few that actually try to be serious are washed over with the image of the vast majority. This is an image of a piece of fanfiction in its worst form: An author running amok, causing events to happen regardless of characterizations, consequences, or circumstances. Their content is used as an excuse.
I have mainly confined my reading to Sailor Moon lemons, but from what I�ve pulled off of this list recently, the problem seems spread across most of the anime fanfiction community. The following are the most common mistakes of lemon authors:
- Unexplained sexual situations, making things seem comically absurd.
- Extraneous padding that has nothing to do with the story itself, usually done by writers trying to avoid the latter.
- Stories so generic that they appear to have been pulled off of alt.sex.stories and run through a find-and-replace feature, changing only the names. In other words, the characterizations we expect do not appear [sometimes none appear at all]. Yes, this is different from #1, although similar.
However, I am not one to complain about a problem that matters to me, and do nothing to solve it. Which is why I have attempted a lemon that is serious, intelligent, yet still has the positive, entertaining elements that one would expect from a story bering the name. Am I the first to try? No. Will I be the most successful? I mean to be.
As an aside, I once saw �lemon� defined as �an excuse to see the characters in sexual situations.� As I have just said, this is certainly not the case for all lemons. When someone says �anime,� do you think it as pointless gorefests or inane, blubbery shoujo series? No, certainly not. You tend to think of the best, you think of your favorites. Why should it be so different with �lemon�?
C&C is welcomed. If you�ve got something rational to say, I�m willing to listen.
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Warning. There�s a warning going on. It�s still going on.
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The following story contains scenes of a graphic and explicit sexual nature. If you are under 18, certain government employees, church leaders, busybodies, and parents may wish for you to avoid this story and others like it. I personally don�t care what you do, but I do advise you to truly think about your decision, whatever it may be.
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Introduction to the First Part
What you are about to read is a work of fiction. However, any good piece of fiction is based on reality. Even most myths have some basis in fact. This story is certainly no exception.
Please keep this in mind.
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Combustive Properties
Chapter I � Strike The Match
It was a nice day.
That is to say, it was sunny. And birds were singing. People were out walking the city streets, enjoying Tokyo's midsummer air while a 30 degree Celsius heat pounded down on them. The concrete and asphalt trapped the warm air, causing it to swirl around and force itself back down, instead of dissipating, making it even hotter. It was hot enough to fry an egg on the sidewalk, many thought. A few had taken it upon themselves to see if this was really true. It turned out that you couldn�t so much fry it as make a big mess of it.
Why all that was particularly nice, however, no one had really discovered. That is how it was, and most people around at the time seemed to be enjoying it, for reasons unknown.
Except for the girl who was feeling more and more like she had just been raped.
Rei Hino moved aimlessly around the streets, taking backroads, alleyways, main thoroughfares and even cutting through vacant lots, just barely making sure she didn't get lost. Her long dark hair trailed behind her, almost like a cape. The feeling seemed to be closing in, and rather than identify it, she tried to get away. She was angry.
Yes, that was it. Angry. What he had done to her was depraved. Immoral. Unforgivable. She'd burn him alive, like a roasted chicken. She'd start with his clothes, burning them off and humiliating him. Then she'd burn his
crotch. First, each one of his pubic hairs, one by one; singeing to the root, but no further. Then she'd take great pleasure in torching the bastard's tiny little...
Oh no.
No.
Rei collapsed to her knees right where she was. She clenched her eyes shut as tightly as possible. She brought her head down and in towards her chest, squeezing her body with her arms as if trying to force the tsunami of emotion back down into the pit of her stomach.
The water started flowing from her eyes, first in tiny droplets, then twin torrents. She tried to hold it back, but that part of her mind no longer seemed to be taking orders. Little crystalline pieces of her soul fell, forming a small puddle on the concrete ground. It would have been beautiful if not for the fact that it was hideously tragic.
The memories came in a steady stream, forming a sadistic slideshow in her mind. Jedite, in his European sports car. His smooth-talking advances. Her amazement, which faded away and turned to sexual desire. The inside of the car. The door handle to Jedite's bedroom. His naked body. Hers, being
fucked. The painting on the wall she saw while sitting in bed with him. His crudely sexist remarks. And the furious anger which allowed her to escape.
That was the first time, wasn�t it, she thought, bringing a fresh round of tears flowing from the same source yet originating from a different one. My first time will always be with a lying sleaze who took advantage of me.
Rei let herself collapse onto her side. The sobs and gasps came in random, uncontrollable bursts that hardly gave her time to breathe.There was a dull ache between her legs, and up her ass, reminding her of how recently she had awoken from this living nightmare. This world of uncontrolled sadness, made by feelings that could not be explained. A torture chamber, from which she could not possibly escape. In a mixture of anger, despair, and desperation, she propped her body up slightly and lashed out with a fist into the world blurred by tears.
Her hand hit metal.
Aluminum siding. She had collapsed next to a building.
Rei couldn't tell how long she sat there before she made out a pair of legs standing next to her in what must have been an open doorway.
"Oh my god, Rei!! Are you alright!!? What happened!!!?!?"
For a second, Rei was distracted from herself as she tried to place the voice. Actually, it took less than half a second, and would have taken less time if she had not thought it nearly impossible that she would end up where she was.
"U... Usagi?" she managed.
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The room, decorated in pinks and yellows, would have looked bigger if it weren't for the clutter. The small kneeling table was stacked with undone homework and a few pencils. There were clothes in the odd spot, and some makeup paraphernalia, but the majority of the mess was comprised of manga.
Rei sat on Usagi's unmade bed, a thick Hudson's Bay point blanket clutched around her. It wasn't so much because she was cold. Although she was.
Usagi had actually been so worked up that Rei had had to remind her of her closest friends� phone numbers. They had all arrived less than ten minutes after Rei told her what had happened. Ami, the intellectual. She sat on the floor facing Rei. Makoto, an amazonish brunette, sat on the bed to her left. Minako, who Rei had always thought was a bit like Usagi but... well, more stable. She sat on her right. Usagi stood, seeming unable to keep herself in one spot (no small feat amongst the mess).
Rei had gotten control of herself just as they arrived. The emotions still dwelled within her, although they were now under control. She was able to deal with the idea, for the time being: She had had sex with Jedite. It was only a fact, something that no longer produced an emotional response. She had thought it both consciously and unconsciously many times now. But the emotions themselves were still there -- no telling what they might respond to. The pot had boiled over, but the burner was still on.
"Alright, Rei, are you OK now? Can we talk about this?" Makoto spoke in asoft voice she rarely used. Despite her size, strength and demeanor, from time to time Makoto was able to project an almost maternal air of caring.
Like now.
She had a sympathetic look in her eye and her hand on Rei's shoulder. Rei could hardly feel it through the blanket. Good.
"I'm fine." Her voice was steady now, but low.
"Fine!?" Usagi slipped. "Rei, you've just been... "
The stares directed at her could have been the cause of her sudden silence. Or perhaps the compassion that acted as a check to her headstrong, emotional nature. Regardless, the girl with hair that looked kind of like meatballs, kind of like dumplings, went no further with it.
"Sorry."
Minako opened her purse and produced a CD. Playing the hopscotch game of walking across the floor of Usagi's room, she made her way to the stereo. She put the disc in, turned the volume down low and pressed the play button. Light jazz filled the air.
"Minako-chan, what's this?" Usagi said, looking over the jewel case. "'The Dave Brubeck Quartet?'"
"It�s relaxing," Minako said. She sat back down on the bed.
The light, repeating sound of cymbals danced into Rei�s mind, calming it. Saxophone licks soothed the bruises and scrapes of her. The steady walking bassline evened out her heartbeat. And the piano chords were the driving force of action, allowing her to face and analyze the events which begged it.
Rei smiled, letting the blanket loosen around her. They really cared, didn't they. They�d do whatever it took. No matter what she needed, no matter how long it took or how hard it was, Rei knew at that moment that her friends would do anything to help her. It was wonderful to have them. She noticed everyone else was smiling now, too.
"I guess I should tell you what happened," Rei began. She felt comfortable now. Content.
"I was walking home from school when I noticed a fancy, brightly coloured sports car following me on the road. I turned to look at it, and I could see Jedite in the driver's seat. I know it's been a while, but I was sure it was him as soon as I got a glimpse. Of course, the first thing I thought about was telling you guys, but... well, it seemed like that thought just got pushed out of my mind. It was as if there was only room for so much, and the new thought just pushed the old one right out."
Ami shot an inquisitive glance. "New thought?"
Rei stared somewhat sheepishly towards the floor. A drum solo could be heard from the stereo.
"Um... well, I started to want him bad."
Ami's face turned a pinkish red as she sank back down to the carpet.
Rei laughed softly. "How did I know that was going to happen?"
Everyone chuckled. Ami always felt embarrassed when this happened. There had been various times, various reasons for it, it couldn�t really be helped. But she would gladly bear it now, for this reason, even if it was difficult.
"Alright, where was I?" Rei said. She had let go of the blanket when she laughed; it now hung loosely from her shoulders.
"Oh, right -- new thought. Yeah, I didn't feel like this was anything really weird or out of the ordinary. It was just like... like this emotion I already felt just got bigger and more important."
Usagi�s eyes seemed to be gazing at something that wasn�t in her field of vision. �It sounds just like when I first saw Mamo-chan,� she swooned. �I forgot I was even fighting. I couldn�t see the youma, or my surroundings, the only thing I could see was him. I know exactly what that�s like, Rei-chan.�
There was a slight pause before Usagi seemed to realize the context in which she spoke.
�But, um, but of course that�s not always... I mean, unfortunately, they�re not all Mamo-chans.� Rei nodded in grim agreement as a high note from a trumpet concluded the song and the next track began.
Ami's face maintained a steady red-pink hue. Obviously the underlying sexual innuendo still affected her. She matched the curtains, Rei thought.
�Come on, Rei,� Mako said, prompting her, �tell us the rest. I think you�ll feel better.�
"I couldn't resist. All I could think about was him. I just listened to what he said -- you know, some of it was off-colour -- and his words seemed to hypnotize me. I got in his car. After that, everything is really just a blur. He drove me to his place and... well, I don�t have to tell you what happened then."
Ami's whole head looked like a ripe tomato. Minako was worried she might
pass out.
"So after... it, he started talking about how all of us Senshi are looking for sex with the way we dress, and how there was nothing to it for him, and I just got so pissed off that I kicked him in the balls and ran out." Rei
pounded her right fist into her left hand, causing the blanket to fall from her right shoulder. "Then, I ended up here. I don�t know how.�
�What a sleaze!� Usagi said, in a tone usually reserved for describing the size of fungi found in disused bathrooms. �Oooh, there�s been a lot of low energy collection schemes, but this is really...�
Rei broke in. �Usagi, that�s not it. He doesn�t do that anymore.�
A sudden piano chord was emitted from the stereo, sounding rather sour.
Everyone seemed slightly shocked. There may have been a few slight gasps of surprise punctuating the air. Minako ventured carefully ahead. She didn�t want to do anything to upset Rei, but still, the truth had to come out.
�But Rei, you know that�s what the Dark Kingdom does. Even if the rest of them are gone, Jedite is still...�
�No,� Rei said, �I didn�t feel weak or anything, I didn�t sense an evil supernatural presence. It could have been anyone. I... just got reeled in. All guys have that power, it�s called lying, or... or charm, or just attractiveness, but they�ve all got it.�
Minako started to say something, but stopped at the last second. The only one who ventured foreward to fill in the gap was Rei.
�See, you all know what I mean.� She paused, considering the entire concept. Strangely, she seemed to be the one most willing to analyize the issue. �It�s sad. But I guess, as a warrior for love and justice, you can�t expect to win all your battles. Even if it isn�t to evil queens and youma.�
Despite what had just been discussed, the room somehow had a lighthearted, optimistic air to it. Rei had been able to work through the frustration and despair, and return herself to normality.
Ami cleared her throat slightly uneasily. "Well, with the Dark Kingdom gone, Jedite doesn't answer to anyone. We don�t know a lot about them, or how they recruit their servants. It could be that almost all of those that worked for them were brainwashed in the same manner that Mamorou-san had been. Perhaps Jedite was simply released from their control.�
Ami brought a hand to her chin, turning the gears of a powerful mind.
�At any rate, I wonder where he was all this time," she said pensively.
"And how he got back," Makoto said.
"And why now," Rei added, leaving the question hanging.
A period of silence. Somebody�s socks scuffed audibly on the carpet as the stereo continued to play.
"One thing's for sure," Usagi said, taking the sudden stance of leadership, "we're gonna find out!"
Everyone agreed, in the certain way that only the Sailor Senshi could agree with Sailor Moon.
"Guys," Rei said, looking at each one of their faces and smiling, "Thanks so much."
Everyone joined in a group hug, Usagi and Ami from the front, Minako from the right. Rei lifted her left arm to put it around Makoto, and over the closing chords of "Take Five," the blanket fell to her waist. She didn't feel cold anymore.
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"So, if we want to sketch a graph of a polynomial like this, we first need to determine the number of zeros it has, and of course what they are. Now, if the multiplicity of a zero is even, it will... "
Rei stared at the cover of her math textbook. A picture of children playing happily in the snow, for some reason. This class was kind of hard. And boring.
Even though only a day had passed since her encounter with Jedite, she already felt as if things were back to normal. Her friends had helped immensely, as they always helped each other in any time of crisis. Ami was a bit concerned earlier that day, however.
"I�ve been doing some research," she had said. Of course, that was the kind of thing that Ami spent most of her time doing anyway. "Rape victims almost never recover emotionally as fast as you did, Rei. The trauma is just too much to be dismissed in that short of a time period. From what Usagi said, you were pretty bad yesterday, so I really think you should see a counselor or... "
"Ami, I really don�t think I was raped. "
"I thought you said... "
"Yeah, I know, it�s something I normally wouldn�t have done in a million years. At first, I thought Jedite might have done something to me with whatever powers he still has, but I don�t think that�s the way it was. "
"Are you sure about that? "
"Well, he did look all hot with that car of his... and his hair looked all wavy and parted in just the right spot... and I really believed he wasn�t evil anymore. It all kind of reminded me of something out of a romance novel. I guess it was just overwhelming. We all make mistakes, and sometimes they�re really bad, even stupid. But hey, it�s done, and it�s over now. "
"Still, Rei... "
"Look, Ami, I promise you I feel alright. "
And she did. Rei had to admit, it was a bit strange, but she didn�t feel depressed at all. She felt fine. Even happy.
A bell rang, signaling the end of her class.
"OK, people, that�s numbers 1 to 12 for tomorrow. If anyone needs any help, I�ll be here until 6 tonight. "
Rei got up and starting filing out with the rest of the girls in her class. Out in the hall, she saw the large sea of bodies, all frantically scrambling to get out of the school and somewhere (in a few cases, anywhere) else on a Friday night. In the past, when Rei had to stay for a short while before heading home, she noticed how quickly the school hallways cleared out. In ten minutes, the building would be almost completely empty, she thought. Empty enough, anyway.
She was about to make the right turn to her locker, when instead she turned left and headed towards the exit, where a group of girls were on their way out. She addressed one of them directly.
"Noriko, I have to speak with you. It�s urgent. "
The girl paused for a second. She and Rei were not the best of friends, but they were on at least good terms. Rei did not routinely speak to her about much of anything, but she was not one to be rude.
"Sure, Rei-chan, why don�t you come outside with us?"
Rei shook her head. "We have to speak privately. It would be best if we did it inside."
Noriko was now even more confused. Rei was not one to make jokes or play cruel tricks, that much she knew. If she had to speak with her, Noriko was sure Rei had a good reason. She told her friends to go on ahead and she went with Rei back into the school, which was getting emptier by the
second. Rei had an urgent, unwavering manner about her as she strode confidently down the corridor.
"So, what is it you want to... " Noriko ventured.
"Not here. There�s still too many people. This way." Rei turned a corner into one of the lesser-used hallways of the school. She zigged and zagged, doubled back, went in an out of new and old sections. Noriko wasn�t quite sure where they were anymore. Rei had been going to the school longer than her, and knew her way around a bit better. A lot, in fact.
Rei walked about ten more feet before stopping in front of a maintenance closet.
At last, Noriko thought.
"What is it... "
Rei had taken a step slowly towards her.
" ...you want to... "
Rei took another.
"...talk... "
Another.
"...about...? "
Noriko stood with her back against the wall, to the immediate left of the closet. Rei�s body was inches away from her. Rei whispered softly but succinctly.
"Noriko, I want to talk to you about... "
"... Y-Yes? "
"Your tits. "
Rei thrust her body foreword, blocking Noriko�s escape before she could decide to make it. With her right hand, Rei opened the door to the closet, quickly pushing Noriko inside, while keeping their bodies pressed closely
together. The door shut behind them with a bass-filled THUD. Rei leaned with her back against it while she flipped the room�s only light switch.
The fluorescent tube cast a select white glow over the few things residing in the small room. Noriko struggled with Rei, only emitting whimpers and groans, but saying nothing. Rei�s training as a Sailor Senshi, however, gave her the strength to easily overpower the smaller girl.
She smiled slyly, looking deep into Noriko�s surprised and frightened eyes. She spoke as if an emotion itself controlled her.
�Noriko-chan. They say the guys find you easy to get into bed. What I�m wondering is if girls� lips have ever touched those lovely tits of yours.�
Noriko found herself unable to speak or move. She simply gasped.
�Women can be more tender, and more... endearing. But you obviously don�t know what I mean. Let me show you.�
Rei turned them both around so that Noriko was now the one against the wall. She placed her left knee in Noriko�s crotch, grinding slowly, hard. She cocked her dark mane of hair sideways, bringing their mouths together.
Noriko tried to turn her head away, and with it, her whole body. She found herself unable to escape more than a few millimeters as Rei�s tongue made an aggressive attack on her own. She kept her head still as the electric waves of sensation lept down her body.
�You see?� Rei said, looking into her eyes in the same way as before, yet somehow more intensely. �This is a completely different sensation. You know it. Different than mastrubating. Different than fucking a guy. It�s different in your mind...� she paused to lick Noriko�s lips. �... and your body follows.�
Rei started bringing her knee up into the girl�s cunt in tandem with the large swirls she was making with her tongue. Her own crotch rubbed against Noriko�s left thigh. Noriko emitted light groans in rhythm. Whether they were from resistance or pleasure, neither girl knew.
Rei�s right hand started to travel downward. To replace the force that it had been putting on Noriko�s body, Rei pushed her right shoulder into her to compensate, consequently rubbing their tits together as well.
The journey that Rei�s right hand had begun stopped at Noriko�s skirt. Rei slid her hand under it and into Noriko�s panties in one swift motion. She took her knee away, now quite damp, and inserted a finger. Noriko produced a short, high-pitched squeal as it entered her pussy.
Rei had her middle finger inside Noriko, her palm up. With her thumb, she was able to rub Noriko�s clit at the same time, producing an unbelievable sensation. Or so she gathered from the sounds the girl emitted.
The panties were in the way, Rei thought. She wanted them completely off. Bringing her left hand down in the same manner as her right, both her shoulders were now planted firmly under Noriko�s tits. Rei�s hand came under the back of Noriko�s skirt, fondling her ass and pulling the panties down at the same time. She forced Noriko to step out of them.
Now was the time. Rei straightened up, and with her two arms at her sides managed to quickly remove her own panties and skirt, so that she was completely bottomless. She lifted Noriko�s skirt, spread her legs and stepped in between them.
Noriko whimpered in anticipation. Rei smiled a smile of passionate fire.
The force of pussy against pussy pelvic thrusts made both girls cry out in surprise and pleasure. Noriko�s crotch came down to meet Rei�s at every thrust. Rei carefully danced her clit around Noriko�s, having to sometimes grind hard to get through the thick pussy juices that mixed and ran down their legs.
Rei slowed her thrusts slightly, then began alternating between slow upward grinding and quick sideways thrusting. She could feel the precum spilling out again and again, making her realize they were both close to climax.
Now Rei went as fast as she could, which ended up as more of a quick rhythmic jerking. Her clothed tits pushed against Noriko�s. Their tongues found each other again, darting about randomly in both mouths. Rei squeezed their pussies as close together as possible in the final thrust. They both came hard, the thick cum drenching their legs and feet.
They collapsed to the floor.
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The principal circled the room slowly, his hands behind his back. The woolen beige suit seemed to match both the wallpaper and almost all other objects in the small office, as did his black horn-rimmed glasses. He walked behind a large mahogany desk and peered out through the venetian blinds behind it. His breathing syncopated with the ticking of the old wall clock. Rei wondered if he planned on saying anything other than the calmly enunciated �Sit down, please� she�d heard a moment earlier.
He turned around.
�It puzzles me,� he said, calmly, �how a girl like you, one of our most upstanding students, with the highest moral character and respect, could do something like this.�
His tone was analytical, like a scientist pondering a new theorem. He had always been that way, ever since Rei was no taller than the top of his knee. He approached problems with a calm, rational air of problem solving. He did not appear to recognize the concept of anger, not in any situation. Perhaps he simply did not see what value it could hold for him.
�So Rei, why don�t you tell me. What was going through your mind? How could you attack someone in the way that you did?�
Rei somehow felt as if she had laughed inside herself. �The way that you did.� He was still trying to maintain some semblance of decency about this.
She could feel the sweat on her brow, as well as in her armpits and under her buttocks. The vinyl of the chair seemed to draw the heat and dampness underneath her. It rose upwards over her body, making her feel as if she was on top of a stove burner. She shifted slightly in an effort to make herself more comfortable, in which she failed. Trying to look him in the eye was difficult. She failed at that, too.
�Sir...� She stumbled. Her voice had a shakiness, a breathing rhythm that didn�t compliment the words. �Sir, aren�t you at all... affected? I mean, this is no ordinary...�
The man sat down at his desk and leaned towards Rei, staring intently at her.
�Rei, I�m not trying to pretend that this isn�t uncommon. Or shocking. But yelling at the top of my lungs and saying how appalled I am at your behavior or that you�ve damaged the reputation of this school as well as your own won�t help anything. I know as well as you do that this is completely out of character for you. If someone had told me yesterday that you were going to do this, I would have asked them why they thought they had to lie to me. The most mysterious thing here is why, Rei, and I want to know for the sake of both of us.�
She shifted again, feeling slightly less uncomfortable. He was sympathetic, and that made her feel better. But she had to think of the Senshi. Would telling him the truth, the real truth, be a security risk? She tossed the idea around for a few seconds, before realizing that she wouldn�t leave without giving some kind of answer. She didn�t have the strength to hold it back, anway. She decided to tell him as much of the truth as was absolutely necessary. The words came a bit easier this time, but not much easier.
�Well, you know when you decide to do something, usually...� she took a slow, uneven breath, �usually, you think to yourself, �This is my goal, this is why I�m doing this,� and you keep it in the back of your mind as you do it? And usually you�re doing whatever it is because the alternatives don�t offer you as much, because you get the most out of this one thing you want to do, this one course of action? Well, it... it wasn�t like that this time. There were no alternatives, no reasons. It just...� her voice got shakier and broke off as one tear forced itself out of each eye. �It just happened.�
�I see. And there was no control?�
�No, I... I don�t know... I just couldn�t possibly do anything. It was like breathing � you can hold your breath for a while but... but you�ll suck in some air sooner or later, you can�t help it.� She stopped, hit by a sudden emotional burst. �I... I didn�t have control of my own mind... !� She sobbed into her hands.
All through it, the principal had maintained a kind yet firm expression. He didn�t seem annoyed with her pauses or concerned when her emotions affected her. His manner said: I am the voice of reason, be truthful to me and you have nothing to fear. And that was his way of consoling her.
�Rei, do you remember when you were about eight, and those boys were beating up on you? And you ended up beating them more than they did you?�
Rei nodded. A slight, difficult smile mixed with small amounts of tears.
�And they came to me, wanting me to do something. Then I heard your side of the story, and do you remember what I said to them?� He prompted her, trying to cheer her up, get her to laugh. �What did I say?�
Rei had tears on her face, but no more were on the way.
�You said, �Boys, you�ve already had your punishment.�� She laughed very lightly. It brought such a large relief.
He smiled with her. �I was your friend then, and I still am. Don�t worry, you haven�t let me down, you haven�t let anyone down. It�s not your fault.�
He turned around, facing the window in his chair.
�You know, they want to expel you. The rest of the faculty. They think it�s already a blemish on the school�s reputation and that *that*�s the best way to minimize the damage. It has stopped being any specific series of events and has become simply �The Incident.� They don�t care why it happened, they just know reputation. But I won�t let them do it.�
He faced her again, with an air of finality and action.
�We�ll call in a psychologist, we�ll do whatever it takes. This will get fixed, Rei, you won�t be blamed. Whatever�s going on, we�ll get through it together, I promise you.�
He rose out of his chair, extending his hand. Rei stood up somewhat shakily and took it. He shook her hand firmly, giving the respect normally reserved only for other men. It gave her strength.
He was about to open the door when she said, �Sir?�
He only had to turn very slightly.
�I... I know it doesn�t make up for it... but I really am terribly sorry.�
He didn�t smile, but Rei somehow felt as if he had.
�I believe you.�
As she walked out of the office, amongst the barely restrained stares of other teachers, her mind had a crystal clarity to it.
That�s it, she thought. That was definitely not my doing. It was the same thing that happened with Jedite, the same feeling. That can�t have been me, either. That means that I�m being forced to do these things, and it�s got to be Jedite.
She remembered the cunning Dark Kingdom general that had been Beryl�s first out of the gate. The Senshi�s nemisis before even she was aware of them. She thought about the last time she had seen him, the time of his supposed defeat. Each recorded image she recalled from the archives of her mind brought the level of her anger up higher, replacing the confusion and remorse that had been there.
Now that I know what he�s up to, I�ll tell the others, we�ll devise a battle plan and we�ll send him to see the rest of his Dark Kingdom buddies, she thought. They aren�t here to back him up anymore; he may not even have any youma at his disposal. Stupid of him to make such a daring kind of attack from such a defensively weak position.
�You shouldn�t play with fire, Jedite,� she said under her breath. �You know what happens.�
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Next Time:
The Senshi mount their assault on Jedite, but is this any normal battle? Are they fighting a former Dark Kingdom general... or are they fighting themselves? His sexual attacks are rampant, unending, unmerciful. Can they possibly withstand them!? And if they do, what will the effects be? The lemon juice drips from each page of:
Combustive Properties
Chapter II � Fan The Flame