Tarou's Tales

Hello. This is my first AFF fic in a while. It is also, apparently, the ONLY fic on this entire site featuring the little-known gem of an animé, Hanaukyo Maid Tai: La Verite. This animé, which has never really made it out of Japan except on YouTube (maybe that’s the reason) stars a 14-year-old girl-shy boy who inherits a mansion filled with literally over 1,000 maids, all of them 20 years old or less (mostly around 16). I’m surprised no one’s jumped on this idea yet.

If you haven’t seen the show, go to YouTube and type in “Hanaukyo La Verite”; in the list of videos, click on the video-director “sn00pfrogg” to go to his account; there, he has all 12 episodes, each split into two videos so as not to anger the evil lawyers. If you haven’t seen ALL 12 episodes, you will not understand this storyline very well, if at all. So hop to it!

Oh, and to avoid the hassle of contraceptive devices, I’m using the idea of Ikuyo & the Health Department coming up with a new “technorganic” (a phrase I borrowed from Beast Machines, which, in my opinion, wasn’t even half as good as Beast Wars) solution: a nano-scale mesh that fits perfectly at the inner entrance to the uterus (not the cervix – further in than that). The mesh is so fine that the largest space is only half the width of a sperm cell’s head – and since the sperm is the smallest type of cell, this means NOTHING can get through that shouldn’t. The mesh is bio-organic, and can handle up to seven “loads”. When it is filled to capacity, it dissolves along with its ensnared cells, all of which are then absorbed by the body and broken down into its basic components (protein, sugar, etc.) for use. A new one “grows” back within an hour. Also, if the mesh does not receive a “deposit” within six hours, it automatically is absorbed and regrown in half the normal time. This can be removed for a 2-hour period so that anyone who actually WANTS to get pregnant can do so. There will, however, be no pregnancy in this story.

This first chapter has a lot of fluff, but never fear; there will be some more hardcore stuff later on.

DISCLAIMER: “Hanaukyo Maid Tai: La Verite” does not belong to me. I don’t know who owns it, but I know it’s not me.

-----------------------------------------------------CHAPTER 1 – MARIELLE I:

Tarou Hanaukyo walked down the hallway to his room, anxious to get to bed. Ever since two days ago, when they had rescued Marielle from that creepy base, she’d been a lot more carefree and happy; apparently, when they interrupted the mental programming she was going through, they completely reversed it and freed all her emotions. Ever since, she’d been spending a lot of time with Tarou.

But, a couple of hours earlier, she’d disappeared, telling Tarou she had to “plan something”. He had been a little reluctant to see her go, but he figured she needed some time to herself, to explore her new range of emotions. Speaking of her emotions, they’d both got a first-hand experience of one of the more powerful basic emotions – embarrassment – when, while walking up to saw something to her, Tarou had tripped over his own feet, knocking Marielle over and landing with his face in her chest; after a few seconds of awkward stillness, they’d both lurched backward with huge blushes on their faces.

After splitting up, Tarou had been swamped by office work (a 14-year-old shouldn’t have to sign reams of paperwork, he thought), and he’d just gotten finished… at 10:45 pm. Now he just… wanted… sleep.

He reached his room, changed into his light-green pajamas, and climbed into his spacious bed. As he laid his head down, pulled the covers up, and closed his eyes, he felt the bed shake slightly after a few seconds, as if someone else had gotten in it. He slowly opened his eyes, expecting to see one of the triplets, but his eyes bugged out when he saw…

“MARIELLE?!”

The blue-haired girl blushed and smiled as she looked away, and then looked to him and sheepishly said “Hi… mind if I join you?” she asked as she nervously tugged at the sleeve of her orange PJ top. “Um…” he began stammering, “s-sure, I… I don’t see why not…”

She crawled up next to Tarou, but instead of lying down, she sat on her knees facing him, who had also assumed a sitting position, mostly because he was too excited and shocked to lie back down. For about a minute, they sat there in awkward silence, both wanting to say something but neither brave enough to say anything.

Finally, Marielle spoke up. “Um, Tarou-sama…” she said nervously, “I… I wanted to thank you… for saving me”. At this he tried to say something, to say “it was nothing”, but she continued. “You came to that place, fought through so much just for me. You… you got hurt for me. You were there for me… just like you’ve always been”.

Tarou gazed at her as she continued. “And recently,” she continued, “I’ve been having these feelings… that, at first, I couldn’t recognize. But now… I know. Tarou-sama, I…”
She paused as she tried to find the words, but they wouldn’t come to her. “Marielle…” Tarou softly called out her name as he slowly reached out to cup her cheek with his hand.

When he did that, Marielle lunged forward, tackling Tarou onto his back in an embrace as she finally found the words she needed: “I LOVE YOU!!” His mind raced from what he had just heard. ‘She… she loves me, too?’ he thought joyfully, overjoyed with the fact that the girl he had been pining after practically since they first met was finally returning her feelings.

When the two sat up again, and she brought her head up to face him, their eyes locked. The two stayed there for a few seconds, just gazing into each other’s eyes. And then Marielle leaned in to kiss him, and Tarou obliged. Though it was only a shallow, closed-mouth kiss, it was all the pair could to do contain themselves.

When they parted, they gazed into each other’s eyes again, exchanging countless words of love without even opening their mouths. Eventually, Tarou opened up with “wow…”, and Marielle replied with a light giggle. She then blushed again as she remembered her plans. “Um, Tarou-kun…” she said nervously, “I, uh… was thinking of a way we could be even closer, and – what I wanted to say was…” she stammered nervously, then muttered “can I… spend the night with you?”

It took Tarou a second to realize what she was asking, but when he did, his eyes bugged out a bit and his face flushed a deep red. “Uh… a-are you… s-sure of this, Marielle?” he stammered out. “Yes” she nodded, “I trust you with every part of me”. He blushed again, and then shyly nodded. “Okay,” he said, “I’m yours”.


She wrapped her arms around him and pulled him in for another kiss, this one deeper and more sensual than the last. Marielle, despite her nervousness, soon took charge of the situation. She pressed her tongue against Tarou’s lips, and he gave in, his mouth opening to let her tongue in. The sensation from this made Tarou melt in her arms, leaning into her as she wrapped her arms around his neck and waist. He moaned lightly as she tilted his head back to get a better angle, and she stuck her hands up the back of his shirt to lightly massage him.

When they pulled away, panting slightly, Tarou stammered, “W-well… should we… um…” Marielle nodded, and Tarou began shakily undoing the buttons of his pajama top. Unfortunately, he was so nervous that he kept missing the buttons. After he had two down and five to go, Marielle giggled and began undoing the buttons for him, much to his embarrassment.

After this, Marielle lightly ran her fingers across Tarou’s chest, eliciting a light gasp every time she hit his nipples. She reached her head down and lightly licked once, getting a moan from him as she began some ministrations, before pulling away from the now-hardened nubs.

She then grabbed the bottom of her pajama top, and slowly pulled it up and off, revealing her bare breasts to Tarou’s now-wide eyes. He looked to her, asking silent permission, and she nodded. He reached out and lightly grabbed hold. She moaned as he squeezed lightly. “Tarou…” she moaned lightly, “do what I did”. He nodded and then leaned down, taking one nub into his mouth as he played with the other. Marielle moaned and pulled his face into her chest, as he switched sides.

As he pulled away, she reached down to the drawstring of his PJ bottoms. “A-are you sure you wanna go through with this?” Tarou asked her; she nodded, and he then shyly let her hands hook around the waistband and, with a slow, single motion, pull his bottoms off him, leaving him completely exposed to her.

“Oh, my” Marielle said with obvious interest in her voice. His cock, despite his age of only 14, was a good six-and-a-half inches when fully erect, and around the base, a few sparse hairs could be seen just beginning to grow. Tarou blushed and started to move his hands to cover himself, but Marielle grabbed his wrists and looked him in the eyes with a smile. She grabbed the slowly-stiffening organ, and Tarou groaned, his eyes closing from the pleasure as he lightly moaned her name.

She let go and reached to grab hold of the waistline of her own bottoms, but stopped and said, “Before we continue, you should know that when I was planning our night today, I… got rid of my barrier, so you wouldn’t have to worry about hurting me”. She then continued pulling her bottoms down, revealing her white silk panties, which soon joined the other clothes on the floor.

“Beautiful…” Tarou muttered; Marielle looked absolutely beautiful bathed in the moonlight streaming through his window. She leaned back and spread her legs, murmuring “you can look… if you’d like”. Although he was barely able to muster the courage to do so, Tarou looked down at the sight before him.

To him, it looked like a pale-pink flower of sorts, glistening slightly with moisture, a little nub just beginning to show itself at the top. “Tarou…” Marielle muttered, panting lightly as she felt his hot breath in between her thighs, “can we… do it now?” Tarou rose up and nodded, his face flushing even more at the thought of what he was about to do, and Marielle’s face turned red in synch with his own.

She maneuvered to where her head was laying on the pillow, and spread herself out, waiting for him. He nervously scooted up, placing himself in front of her, and she raised her hips to give him a better angle. He shyly grabbed hold of her hips and slowly moved in, prodding the tip against her opening, causing her to moan and him to gasp.

Tarou looked to her for assurance again, and Marielle nodded. With that, he slowly let himself sink in, and his eyes shot open and then quickly snapped shut as he moaned from the new sensation. “Ng… it’s so warm… so soft, and yet… tight at the same time” he moaned out, and he slowly sunk in deeper.

At the same time, Marielle gripped the sheets lightly as she gave out a staggered, gasping moan as she felt Tarou enter her. For a split-second at the beginning, it had hurt a bit, but the pain almost instantly gave way to the powerful new sensation of his organ seemed to fit perfectly inside her, sending ripples of pleasure through her.

Tarou then slowly pulled out and then slid back in, starting a slow-but-steady rhythm; Marielle responded by lightly thrusting her hips with him. After he got up to speed, she reached up and pulled him down on top of her while still going, and then she turned the both of them on their sides. She then lifted and bent her leg on the top to give him a better thrusting angle, and he took hold of the leg to give himself more leverage, allowing him to thrust steadily faster and deeper.

As time went on, Tarou & Marielle progressed, thrusting harder & faster, and moaning louder and more passionately. As they sped up more, their hips slammed together as they thrusted even deeper. Suddenly Tarou spoke out “M-Marielle…” he moaned out, “I… I feel something… something coming”. “It’s – AAH – all right, Tarou. Let it!”

Tarou started thrusting as deeply and quickly as he could, and after a few seconds, Marielle grabbed hold of his hips and pulled him in up to the hilt. She screamed as her first orgasm ripped through her. At the same time, her walls clamped down on Tarou’s cock, and his back arched and he cried out as he came, the spasms shaking his entire body lightly.

After several seconds, the two collapsed, both panting for breath. Tarou crawled up and laid his head down on the pillow next to Marielle, admiring her shining eyes and flushed cheeks. She reached out and cupped his cheek, pulling him closer as she mumbled “Aishiteru, Tarou”. “I love you, too” he muttered, and they kissed. They then lay down, and were asleep in seconds.

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Well, there’s my first chapter. I should add another within a couple of days. Tell me what you think, but please don’t be too mean. If you have any questions, I will answer them at the beginning of the next chapter… unless I post it before anyone finds and reviews it.

KAKASHI: Behind this mask…
NARUTO/SASUKE/SAKURA: Behind the mask…?
KAKASHI: …Is another mask! Surprised?
(The trio face-faults and then falls to the ground, as Kakashi stands there smiling and scratching his head)
KAKASHI: Was it something I said?