The Sohma Litters *a Traditions Sequel*

Chapter Twenty-six: The Day Before Another Wonderful Night

Can we have this story without knowing what brought these two together? Can we leave them out? I can\'t. So here they are. The lovely Uotani Ansa and Hanajima Saki.
Disclaimers and warnings: I am not a manga writer yet, and this doesn\'t belong to me. I hope the author/artist of Fruits Basket will forgive me for taking her character to hell and back. This chapter contains Yuri(F/F)

Uotani\'s POV


Saki was watching an anime. It was just how she did things that kept my attention. Here she was, sitting stiffly in an overstuffed lounge, watching little animals do stupid, ridiculous things, with the most serious look on her face. Then she would say something. It would come from nowhere. And floor me.
\"The little rabbit should not have gone into the fox\'s den. It was a mistake in judgment on its part. I hope Yuki does not let my son watch this foolishness.\" I could only shake my head in confusion.
\"Yuki said the boys like Godzilla and never got involved in cartoon like creatures.\" I said.
\"Well that is an improvement. I was always fond of Mothra myself.\" and Saki was silent once more. I watched her turn back to the screen and focus on the next anime. I had prepared dinner and was setting the table as the next show ended and I heard the television click off. Saki stepped into the room and up to my back. I felt hands move around me as she gently caressed my exposed abdomen. I shivered once more at her touch. Her fingers sent sparks through me, and I wondered what she would say about her own waves, at times.
I felt the firm bulge of her stomach against my back as she pressed in closer, fitting us together like two pieces of a puzzle.
\"I made Okonomiyaki.\" I said lamely.
\"I like your cooking.\" she responded releasing me and dropping down on her knees next to the table. I placed the plate in front of her before taking my own place and looking up. Saki had a ghost of a smile and I gently kicked her under the table.
\"Stop it.\" I said, realizing she had been teasing me again.
\"It\'s just that you are so irresistible when you are flustered.\" she said lifting her chopsticks and pausing before taking a bite. \"Your waves get all tight.\" and the food made it\'s way to her lips. It was the effect she had on me. I admitted this, if only to myself.
\"When do you go see the doctor?\" I asked, attempting to change the subject. She looked up as if concentrating on this and I waited. Saki took her own time to do the things she did.
\"I will go at the end of the week. When you have no work to keep you from joining me. Hatori-san says that things are going well. This child has odd waves. I believe the Sohma\'s will have their horse once more.\" I cringed at the thought. Saki was not finished. \"You have made arrangements to remember.\" She said, and I looked down at my food.
\"Yes.\" I answered. Saki looked at me darkly, and I couldn\'t make eye contact.
\"You will have to keep secrets from me for the first time since we met. I would not want to be you.\" and I agreed with her. I hadn\'t figured out how to keep the truth out of my eyes, and knew this would be crucial. She sighed and resumed eating. \"It will be alright.\" and I looked up at her once more.
\"I won\'t let you be lonely like the last time. You don\'t need a child, but you need friends. Tohru and Kyo and Yuki. You need them.\" I insisted. Saki looked at me blankly.
\"I only need you,\" she said. \"I will accept the others, and I will enjoy the time with them, but don\'t let this come between us.\" I shivered again at the implications, but my mind was made up.
\"I won\'t.\" and we finished our meal. Saki rose and brushed the crumbs off the flat area at the top of her stomach and I collected the dishes. When I finished washing them, I went in search of my love. I found her seated on the end of our bed, rubbing her hands over the rounded part of her body. I sat next to her as she looked up. I loved watching her as she moved, so controlled and intense in everything she did. Saki rarely lost control of her emotions and anger was not part of her world. She was firm and resolved in all she did. Only when we curled up for the night did she release that control, and only around me. I was honored by this, and treasured those encounters.
\"I think you are needing me,\" Saki said as I ran my hand over the soft skin of her shoulders.
\"Mmmm,\" was all I answered. Saki turned and pulled me to face her. I looked into deep brown eyes, and saw that I wasn\'t the only one needing. I felt the soft touch of lips on mine and the soft brush of her tongue on my lips. I slid my hands around her as I opened for her kiss. She pressed against me and tasted deeply. I could feel the demand in her body and I gave up the control to her. It was our way. She was my support and I was her release. I held to her as I felt quick nimble fingers making fast work of undoing the front of my top and pushing it away. I closed my eyes as those same hands paid reverence to my breasts through the lace of my bra. Saki released my lips and I felt her move down my chin and jaw. I drew in a deep breath as the kisses trailed down my neck. I felt the singe of fire left behind by the touch of her lips to my skin. I was addicted to her touch. My body heated up as she moved her arms around me and unfastened the clasp that held on my last bit of upper body covering. I was trying to concentrate on sliding the zipper down the back of her dress as she dipped her lips to the skin between my breasts. I gasped as she blew across the wet area left behind and the cool feeling chilled me, while making me hotter than I was originally.
\"Oh Gods, Saki.\" I cried as she rolled her tongue over one exposed peak. The sensations spiked through me as teeth came in contact and they pressed lightly on to my skin. I arched into the touch as my hands gripped the fabric and pulled the black velvet dress forward around the pale body in my arms.
\"You are very needy tonight, \" Saki said around my tightening nipple, her words sending thrills through me as they traveled down my body.
\"Nnnnn. Of course. Nnnn. Saki.\" I tried to speak as she resumed her travels across my chest and the cool air hit the moist areas she left behind. I was about to push her away and finish with her dress when I felt myself pressed onto my back on the bed. I relaxed as soft touched moved over my ribs and down to the waistband of my jeans and popped the buttons loose. I closed my eyes as those hands pulled the now open jeans over my hips and down my thighs exposing my lace thong. Yeah, lace. I can wear lace.
Hands slid under the elastic and pulled them over my ass cheeks and pushed my thighs up to slide the thing off of me. I was exposed and vulnerable and I threw my arm over my eyes in self-preservation.
\"Look at me, Ansa-koi.\" came the firm tone Saki used when she wanted something, now. I let my arm fall over my forehead and peeked up at her around it. She had allowed the black dress to drop to the floor and stood before me in only her black bra and a pair of panties. I watched her crawl up the bed to me, and kiss my knee. Her lips moved down my inner thigh and her hands pressed my legs apart. I felt her long hair tickle my skin as she moved down and closer to the area of my need. I panted as one of her hands made circular patterns on my other thigh in a copycat map of the route her lips were taking on the first.
\"Ahh, Saki,\" I called as she dipped a finger into my body and flexed it in and out. Her eyes flitted to mine for a second before she continued her onslaught of the skin of my thigh. She was close and the air brushed across her trail and I was chilled once more. Saki leaned her shoulder against my leg; pushing it farther open as her lips came close to the tight blonde curls of my genitals. \"Ohhh, yes,\" I groaned wantonly as I felt the scratch of her tongue against the tender skin there. She was nearly there and I was becoming impatient. Saki continued to move her finger and another joined it. I could feel them flexing in my body and I wanted more. Saki was quick to indulge me as another was added and they stretched me to the limit of their reach. It made me quiver as the feeling of intrusion was coupled with a warm touch to the sensitive nub of my vulva. I arched once more as the tongue of my love was surrounded by her lips and suction was applied to my most sensitive spot. It was heaven, it was hell and it was everything in between. I cried, I screamed, I begged for more, I begged her to stop. It was all a blur as the intensity of my orgasm flowed over my body. I dropped from the heavens to land smack dab in Saki\'s embrace. It was always the same. I was putty in the hands of my sometimes-spooky loves touches.
\"Now, are you feeling better?\" she asked as she pulled the covers over us, and wrapped her arms around me. I nodded firmly and pushed my face into the hollow of her shoulder as she cooed me to sleep. I dreamt only happy dreams this night.

:::And that answers the question of whether I can write Yuri. Can I write good Yuri? The jury is still out. What do you think?::::