DoRm LiFe Yumi YUMI!

Exam Three: “There’s This Boy That I Love…Doo-Dee-Doo Da Doo-Dee-Doo

Deliberately, the teenaged boy with dirty blond hair and deep, amber eyes gingerly lowered a hastily made ice pack down onto his aching crotch. Managing a weak smile as he did, the teen looked up at the girl sitting before him in an imitation leather computer chair. Her oversized glasses reflected the dull light that was coming from the lamp on the small writing table. Her face was flush with sympathy and embarrassment, lips compressed into a tight grimace as she wrung her hands together nervously. Nanashi shifted on the bed as best he could, grunted, and then opened his mouth to speak.

“I…I told you already Yumi-chan,” he uttered, stifling another grunt. “It’s alright. I’m okay, no damage done. So, stop worrying over me. It’s my fault really. I should’ve called or something before just showing up on your doorstep. Especially with you being frightened because of that rapist lurking about the campus. I really should’ve known better.”

Kimidori Yumi stopped wringing her hands together and balled them into fists, pushing them hard into her lap as she looked up at Nanashi. “But,” she began heavily. “It’s not…it’s not your fault, Nanashi-kun. I should have known better too. I mean, why would a rapist pursue me back to my dorm room? Surely he’d get caught…right? That…that would just be stupid. Uh, wouldn’t it Nanashi-kun?”

The messy haired teen sitting on her bed looked at her wryly, and then shook his head.

“That’s a stupid thing to say,” Nanashi returned as he tried to shift his body again. “Your safety is what’s important in the long run. It’s better that you kneed me in the nuts than just letting me get away with hugging you in the doorway. I mean, at least this way I know that you’re trying to keep yourself safe; that you understand just how dangerous that freak out there can be. It makes me…it makes me very proud of you, Yumi-chan.”

Without warning a deep red blush spread across Yumi’s cheeks. With a slight yelp, she turned away from Nanashi and raised trembling hands to her face embarrassingly.

“N-Nanashi-kun,” she stammered as her hands shook lightly against reddened cheeks. “W-what are you saying? Goodness…I-I don’t know w-what to think! I…I mean…uh…th-thank you…?” Behind the lenses of her oversized glasses, Yumi’s eyes were as wide as saucers. Nanashi-kun was…was telling her how proud he was of her? In her wildest of wild dreams, she had never imagined such a thing! She had always known that he’d cared about her, but this…this was something different! Just the way he had said it, the way he seemingly struggled to get it out of his mouth. Was he…was he trying to…to…to say that he…he…

“…Stupid…Hime-chan, baka-head…heh, heh…wanna…wanna…kiss me…again…? …Awww…c’mon ya…ya…like it…when…touch you there…heh…Yumi…”

Almost instantaneously, Kimidori Yumi’s face slacked and grayed; her mouth hanging open and those wonderful thoughts of Nanashi-kun’s words lost to the incoherent voice coming from the long-haired girl sprawled across the other bed. Yumi immediately turned to face Nanashi. The teenager with the dark blond hair was just staring with blank eyes at her half-unconscious roommate, body frozen in a cringing position and lips twitching with questions that Yumi knew she didn’t want to hear, let alone answer.

Dammit, Yumi swore loudly in her mind as she raised a balled fist up to her face, cross-shaped vein pulsing rapidly in its center. What is she saying?! I’ve…I’ve NEVER done anything like that with…with…HER!! ARRGGHHH!! She’s ruining it! SHE’S RUINING EVERYTHING!! Nanashi-kun was just about to…just about to…

“Uh…Yumi-chan,” Nanashi’s voice mumbled absently. “Wh-what is…what is she talking about? Wh-what…what have you been DOING down here?!”

Raising her hands up before her, she shook her head vigorously in an effort to convince him that she was guilty of no wrongdoing. “N-NO,” she shouted quickly. “I-I haven’t been d-doing anything like…like THAT down here! Nanashi-kun please…please believe me! She’s just drunk and mumbling in her sleep! Honestly! Nothing that’s coming out of her mouth is true! I would never do anything like that with someone like her!” And almost immediately, Yumi realized how what she said could be taken totally differently from the way she had meant it. Quickly waving her arms out in front of her, she hurriedly tried to cover her original statement. “No…wait, what I mean is that I would NEVER do something like that at all! NOT EVER!! And especially not with someone like HER!! I mean, just look at her Nanashi-kun!”

Yumi pointed a shuddering finger at the half-naked girl lying on the bed and suddenly realized that her roommate was half-naked. Or at least as close to it as possible with the way her uniform skirt was cut short and how her blouse was tied up to reveal nothing but slim, trim belly. Kimidori Yumi could have kicked her self for not noticing that earlier. Standing up as fast as she could, Yumi moved in front of Nanashi with her arms held out to block his view of the girl lying across the bed.

“On second thought,” she called out rudely. “DON’T look at her! Don’t look at her at all, Nanashi-kun. Let’s go somewhere else and talk. Anywhere else but here! Please?”

Nanashi gazed past her wavering arms for a second, and then looked back up into her determined eyes with an odd expression on his face. For moment, Yumi thought he was going to chastise her for what she was trying to do. Afterall, it wouldn’t have been the first time he had done so. But instead, the boy gave her a reassuring grin and then placed the icepack to his side, pushed himself up from the bed and stood before her. Glancing down at her, his grin broadened into a smile. Yumi’s eyes grew wider. Oh my, she thought out absently. When did…did Nanashi-kun get so…so…so tall…? His lips parted slowly and the voice that came from his mouth sent small shivers coursing up and down her spine.

“Okay,” he said calmly, grabbing hold of her arms and lowering them to her sides gently.

“Okay, I get it. Let’s go somewhere else. Somewhere a little more crowded and a little less closed in.” Nanashi pulled his hands away from her arms and laughed. Raising a hand to that thick mop of hair on his head, he scratched at his scalp nervously. Yumi gave him a weak smile as she silently wished for him to put his hands back around her arms. Her heart was pounding and her mind was whirling. What had just happened? What had she just felt? Was it all…was it all…real? Was everything really happening the way she thought it was? Or was it all just a dream?

“…Heh-heh…a lil’ kissy, kissy Hime-chan…? Oooh…kinky, aren’t you…? Mmm…right…right there is fine… Oh yes…that’s good…just like…like…like – ”

Face darkening with anger, Yumi grabbed hold of Nanashi’s arm and practically dragged him toward the door to the room. Her dreams are my nightmares, she grumbled furiously in her head as she yanked open the door and shoved Nanashi out into the hallway. Taking a moment to make certain that the door was locked, she reached down and grabbed up her umbrella then stepped out into the hall with Nanashi. Pulling the door shut, she smiled back up at him like nothing was bothering her. Closing her eyes and cocking her head slightly to the left, she said, “So Nanashi-kun, how do you feel about getting something to eat? I know just the place! And they have the best chicken sandwiches out of anywhere else that I’ve been!”

Nanashi just gave her a look. Her heart began to pound in her chest again.

“Lead the way,” he said lightly. “Wherever you go, you can be sure that I’ll follow.”

Yumi’s face was a brilliant crimson by the time she grabbed hold of his arm and led Nanashi down the corridor.

AUTHOR (0) still2twisted

ChibiAkemi (0) CHANGE!!

Hyyakazi Yumi's eyes snapped open. What time was it? How long had she been out for? What had she been dreaming about? Of all things to happen, she started to dream about the other Yumi? That was definitely another reason not to mix sake and tequila. Dreaming about getting freaky with that little nerdy farmgirl? Yeah, as if! Hell, even SHE had standards! Shaking her head slowly, Yu-chan looked around the dark room with a low groan. That was when she saw a young man sitting down on the bed opposite hers.

"What the fu – " Trying to push herself up from the bed, Yu-chan only made it as far as halfway before she was grasping hold of her head. The word that had been poised violently on her lips dropped very quickly as a loud groan replaced it. It felt like an army of hammers were viciously assaulting her poor, poor brain. Definitely no more mixing of sake and tequila!

"W-Who…who the…hell…a-are you and how the hell did you get in...!?" she asked in a low enough voice to keep her those hammers in head from pounding even harder. She tried to frown for good measure, but grimaced when she realized that only made her brain hurt even more. “OOHHHH… This…really fuckin’ sucks… Jeez…”

For a moment, the boy sitting on the other bed with hair the color of straw said nothing. He just sat there, staring at her blankly.

"Y-Yumi-chan didn't mention me at all?"

There was a small bit of disappointment hidden in that stiff reply. But when he spoke out again, it was gone form his tone like it had never existed at all.

"You must be Hyyakazi Yumi-san. My name is Nanashi. Yukimura Nanashi. It's..." The boy’s whiskey-colored eyes drifted over Yu-chan’s barely clad body before he had the wherewithal to shake his head and return his gaze to her face. "It’s…It's a pleasure to meet you." Nanashi finished, taking a moment to get up from the bed and walk over to Yu-chan’s, pale hand extended in a gesture of friendship.

Yumi's eyes were wide. Is this that Nanashi guy Hime-chan kept on barking about? Well, he's okay in the looks department but maybe a little bit too nice on the inside. This might not be bad...I could use him to bribe Hime-chan into doing whatever I want! But wait, why would I want to?! Jeez, that little bitch just need’s to get out of my damned head!!

Rising again – slowly, this time – from the bed, Yu-chan hefted her arm and extended out her own. She shook his hand with a greasy grin creeping its way across her slender lips. "A pleasure to meet you too, Nanashi." she replied oily, sitting up finally. It took two or three tries for her to do so. Afterward, Yumi slowly raised her head to look around the room. There was no sign of her roommate. "Where's Hime-chan?"

"Hi-Hime-chan? Oh, you mean Yumi, don’t you? Well, after we ate and chatted for a bit, she left to go to her afternoon classes. Um…shouldn't you be there too?" Nanashi asked her, seating himself on the edge of Yu-chan’s bed and then laying his elbows on his knees and placing his chin on the palm of his hands.

Yumi stared at him confused. Didn't he know what a hangover was? What was he, some kind of straw-headed scarecrow with no brain?! She rubbed her head and grinned, remembering the events of the day she had had with Jiro Tsume. "Had some fuckin’ fun. Real fun. Fun that...that I wouldn't mind introducing you to…Nanashi-kun. Personally, that is. And I fuckin’ know how to make sure your up for it, big boy." she purred, lightly stroking Nanashi's chin with a small smile as she placed her other hand on his inner thigh.

"Y-You're half naked!" Nanashi pulled away and stood up as quickly as he could, nervous and unsure of what was happening. "Yumi-chan was right, you're slinky." he remarked.

Yumi frowned lightly and stood up. You're ruining the fuckin’ surprises Hime-chan, she thought, I wanted to give your buddy here something new and fresh before her went back to the freakin’ farm! Dammit Hime-chan... You baka-head! Why can’t I get you outta my fuckin’ head!?

Her thoughts were interrupted when Nanashi spoke again. He gazed down to her with his arms crossed and a scolding look present on his face. "I'll have you know that I do not partake in the likes of you. I actually prefer someone who is more...Let's say...more clad in clothing that's for sure." he commented on her outfit.

Jeez, Yu-chan thought. What a fuckin’ dork! Do all the geezer farmers up in Hokkaido talk like him? Then realizing what he had just said, something inside her suddenly snapped. "What the fuckin' hell are you talking about farm boy!?" Yumi shrieked at him. "This is me if you can't tell! Don’t fuckin’ like it, don’t fuckin’ look! Jeez... Can't you be open-minded?"

"Like you're open-minded about Yumi-chan?"

Yu-chan bit her lip. She did have that dream about the other Yumi. One she was a little surprised at. Her dreams were usually filled with Aia, right? Why was Hime-chan suddenly invading them? She tried to look stern as her razor sharp gaze met Nanashi's amber eyes. "Why the fuck do you care?" she asked him.

Nanashi smiled and simply said "I care about her a little. I don't want to see Yumi-chan associated with the likes of you. She's too...too nice to be around someone rude and crass like yourself."

Yu-chan frowned as he turned to leave the room. "Yumi-chan knows I'm staying at my friend Akamaru's place here. Tell her if she needs me to just ring me there, she has the number."

With a wave, Nanashi left. Yu-chan sat there on the bed with her fists shaking clenched in newfound excitement. This was getting interesting! Nanashi likes Hime-chan. Hime-chan likes Nanashi. It was so fuckin’ obvious! But neither of them knew it yet! How they didn’t was beyond Yu-chan. But what mattered was that she now had a new game to play; an absolutely delicious game to play! But which one do I fuckin’ toy with first, Yu-chan thought to herself as she sat back on her crossed ankles. The farm boy or the princess? This is gonna be fuckin’ fun as hell!

But if there's one thing that Nanashi-kun is going to learn, she continued to think. It’s gonna be that I get very kinky and horny when I’m fuckin’ bored. And ever since Ai’s been gone, I’ve been a VERY bored girl…

A TWISTED LITTLE NOTE: I had to do a chapter refit on this one! Yes, it’s very, very, VERY late! I understand that. And yes, it’s not a NEW chapter (currently about five percent in the works right now as we speak), for which I apologize profusely. I’m just beginning to get my writing gloves on again after a bad bout of writer’s block. So, the next NEW chapter of DoRm LiFe Yumi YUMI! will in all likeliness be just as late (well, not quite THAT late) since I’m left to try and figure out where we go from the rather interesting end of this chapter. Afterall, there’s still a serial rapist on the loose, a bar owner in need of some new girls, Yumi’s dangerous master plan (oh hey! that sounds like a cool new chapter title to me!), the strange girl wondering around the campus of Tokyo U and, of course, the further adventures of Aia Oyugi in America!!

So, stick around for a bit and I promise that I’ll try to get this updated (well, myself AND Chibi-Ake) much sooner than this!!

Thank You Greatly,

Twisted-sama