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Seduction of the Innocent Rice	By : GohanLSSJ2 Category: Dragon Ball Z > Crossovers Views: 1804 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-The Tea Party
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Seduction of the Innocent Rice
CHAPTER 1: The Tea Party
Mami was quite happy. She had invited all her closest friends and fellow Magical Girls — Madoka Kaname, Sayaka Miiki, Homura Akemi, and Kyoko Sakura — to her home to have a tea party and celebrate one more year together. Her apartment was rather simple, with sparse decorations, a few plushies and carpets, drapes, desks, bookshelves crammed with memorabilia, and long rectangular furniture. Currently, she and all her friends were seated around the low table, drinking tea together.
"Boy, these tea parties are the best, Mami-san!" Sayaka complimented her, bringing her cup up to her mouth for a sip.
"I'm glad you like them, Sayaka," Mami said, reaching for the pot of classic Japanese blend. "More tea?"
Just then, the red-haired, fiery vixen Kyoko made her opinion known as she leaned forward, crunching and chewing on something.
"Gahn I gahb shom dea too?" she asked, mouth stuffed with too much food to be heard clearly.
"How many times do I have to tell you to swallow before you speak, Kyoko-chan?" Sayaka muttered exasperatedly.
Shooting an annoyed look at the girl beside her, Kyoko swallowed her food before speaking next.
"Sheesh, chill the hell down, Sayaka," Kyoko advised with a huge smirk.
Sayaka sighed. "You're hopeless, you know that?"
But she spoke it with a lot of affection and amusement; it was clear she wasn't really all that annoyed at Kyoko. Kyoko apparently picked up on Sayaka's tone, for a big smile suddenly lit up her whole face.
"Yup," Kyoko said, leaning closer and wrapping her arm around Sayaka, until their lips were practically inches apart. Kyoko could feel the familiar heat this wonderful girl made her feel inside. "But you wouldn't like me any other way, and you know it!"
Sayaka giggled and reached forward, pressing lips with the fantastic girl in front of her as the happy couple engaged in a bout of passionate kissing. The other girls watched, happy at the clear love the two girls displayed for one another.
"I'm just glad we can share time together as friends!" Madoka declared cheerfully. "Right, Homura-chan?"
The raven-haired girl sitting beside her nodded.
"As long as I'm with you Madoka, I need nothing else," Homura said, completely straight-laced. "But yes, it is still good."
Madoka blushed. How could she bring that up in front of the other girls — their friends? It... it was so inappropriate!
"H-Homura-chan, please not in front of the others!" the pinkette said bashfully.
Sayaka and Kyoko withdrew from one another's lips, and already there was the trademark smirk now playing its way across Kyoko's mouth.
"Creepy-meter is on red wit ya, Homu-Homu!" she said haughtily.
Everyone laughed, even Madoka, that is, at least until Sayaka changed the subject.
"So..." she began. "Anyone else noticed that new kid at school?"
"Are you speaking about... Son Gohan?" Homura asked her turquoise-haired friend.
Mami dodged to the side as Kyoko sacrificed a mouthful of her tea to the gods of the spit-take.
"His name's what?" she demanded, spluttering on saliva and half-drunk tea.
"Son Gohan," Sayaka said, blinking at this apparent revelation. "But I thought you knew!"
With that, Kyoko began laughing.
"No, I didn't know," she said, amidst fits of laughter. "Y-You didn't tell me he had such an idiotic-ass name!"
"Y-Yeah, Son-kun just recently moved here," Madoka put forth. "I heard he passed the application tests with perfect scores."
"Yeah, I have heard of him too," Mami added.
"Sayaka showed him to me just a few days ago," Kyoko said, her smirk returning with a vengeance, "an' lemme tell ya, he's got a fine ass right there. I really think the term 'sex on legs' applies nicely."
"K-Kyoko-chan!" Madoka gasped, hands flying to her mouth. "Please don't say something like that! Especially in front of Sayaka-chan!"
"Girl, chillax already, she finds him hot too!" Kyoko said with a dismissive wave of her hand.
Now the other girls focused their attention solely on the turquoise-haired girl.
"Really, Sayaka-chan?" Madoka asked inquisitively.
Sayaka nodded and then flashed a smirk that clearly must have come from spending so much time around Kyoko.
"Don't lie, Madoka-chan," Sayaka pressed. "You've ogled him too a few times!"
"I... um... I..." Madoka stammered with a sidelong glance at Homura.
The raven-haired girl was staring at her girlfriend with a strange gleam in her eyes. "Madoka..."
"H-Homura-chan, i-it's not what you —" Madoka insisted.
"Tch, don't let that walking enigma of a girlfriend of yours fool ya, pinkie!" Kyoko interrupted boldly, waving her hand around again. Her smirk grow so large it looked like her face was gonna split in two. "I bet Miss 'I can freeze time' has gotten some fine looks too!"
"..." Homura said. Her silence seemed to be all the confirmation Kyoko needed, and she laughed again.
"I cannot lie to you girls..." Mami offered. "He is indeed not hard to look at."
For days, she had wondered if he wouldn't object to going out with her. After all, both Madoka and Sayaka were already taken. Who else did she have? Nobody. So, hearing the other girls talking about him was... strangely unsettling.
"Oi, Mami!" Kyoko's loud voice brought her back to reality. "You there?"
"Huh?" Mami said, coming back to the present.
"You seem to have zoned out for a while there!" Kyoko said, and Mami was touched to see that there was concern in her eyes.
Even after her time spent with Sayaka, Kyoko still cared about Mami, just like she did when they were children...
"Are you alright, Mami-san?" Madoka asked, also sounding worried.
"Oh..." Mami said, blushing deeply. "My apologies, my mind was just... drifting."
"Thinkin' about Son, I bet!" Kyoko said with another classic smirk.
"Well, I suppose you could say so..." Mami admitted, feeling her blush deepen.
Why was she feeling this way? She wasn't usually so shy!
"Well, it's official!" Kyoko declared. "We ALL wanna bone him! Go ahead, deny it if you can!"
An awkwardly spectral silence fell over the apartment and its inhabitants. Nobody knew what to say and the only one, it seemed, who felt even remotely comfortable was, of course, Kyoko, as the original supplier of the suggestion. Only the timely appearance of a witch could have broken them out of the awkward funk, but sadly, such distractions weren't present.
Homura glanced at Madoka. Doing her best to remain stoic, the raven-haired girl spoke.
"Madoka is the only one for me..." she protested, rather weakly, in Kyoko's opinion. "He is of no interest to me..."
"Uh-huh..." Kyoko said sarcastically. "Well, while you are being such a spoilsport, I decided we can all try our hand with him!"
If the silence before had been bad, now it was almost deafening as everybody there gaped at Kyoko like a fish. The fiery vixen seemed to almost delight in the other girls' embarrassment as she was the only one not blushing.
"E-Eh?!" was all Madoka could say.
"Um, Kyoko, maybe you're taking things a wee bit too far..." Sayaka suggested timidly.
But unbidden, into her mind, came images of Gohan, his warm, innocent charcoal eyes, his strong, defined features, his prominent chin and cute-button nose... oh, what would Kyoko think of this?
"Tch! Come on, Sayaka!" Kyoko said. Apparently, by the look on her face, the flame-haired girl wasn't fooled by what Sayaka had said, and Sayaka had a sinking suspicion she knew exactly what she had been thinking. "You going to deny me you don't have 'boy needs' now? You said it was one of your fantasies, you admitted it!"
"I-I think this conversation is starting to get a little out of hand..." Mami added, now attempting to contain her own images of a totally naked Gohan from entering her head, and distracting her from the other girls.
"It's decided then! From tomorrow, each girl will be gettin' our chances at gettin' it on with Son per each day of the week!" Kyoko purred.
"Are... you serious?" Mami choked.
"Girl, you know me," Kyoko said with a smirk, her fiery red eyes dancing merrily. She seemed positively alive with gleeful mischief as her pupils sparkled with burning passion. "When I say something, I fucking well mean it!"
"Sounds like it's just a one-night stand..." Homura mused out loud, then she shrugged, deciding to come to the support of the persistent Magical Girl. "I guess if it makes Madoka happy, then I can live with that."
"W-Wait!" Madoka cried, now trying in vain to quell her own raging tempest of emotions when she thought of Son Gohan and Kyoko's own very, very inappropriate suggestion. She couldn't be thinking like this, and yet... "I-I never said anything about agreeing, Homura-chan!"
"W-What if he already likes another girl, Kyoko?" Sayaka squeaked, now positively glowing pink from the luminescent blush resting on her cheeks. "Or... or if he wants... well, you know... m-more from us?"
"More?" Kyoko asked, temporarily flummoxed.
"You know, if he wants to 'be' with any of us, as a boyfriend?" the turquoise-haired girl asked.
"Eh, then it's simple," Kyoko announced confidently with a superior look. "If it's any of us but Mami, we tell him he either accepts us both or he knows where to stick it." She smirked. "If it's Mami, we all clap n' cheer!"
"You really are going to go through with it, then?" Homura inquired curiously.
"Of course!" Kyoko boldly proclaimed. "You know, I've been kinda curious too... don't get me wrong," she hurried to add, "Sayaka is the best thing that's ever happened to me, but, since she used to have a crush on that Kamijou boy, I've been wondering... how would it feel to get down and dirty with a boy? Come on, you three, don't tell me you haven't thought the same thing!"
"I... um..." Madoka offered. "W-Well, b-before meeting Homura-chan... I..."
"..." Homura remained silent, merely staring at her girlfriend with an indecipherable expression.
"B-But what are you expecting us to do?" Mami asked. "Just throw ourselves at him?"
"Duh!" Kyoko said grandly. "He's a boy! All he needs is a push in the right direction and we'll have him eating from our hand!"
"I-I don't think that's exactly fair, Kyoko-chan..." Sayaka said.
"Oh please, have you seen Son?" Kyoko scoffed. "I'm tellin' ya, he won't be able to say no to us!"
There was a few minutes of silence was everyone seemed to be seriously considering Kyoko's bold proposal, each one consumed with their own thoughts of what it'd be like to get intimate with a boy, to make love to a really sweet and cute guy like Gohan clearly was, and of course, just what he really looked like underneath his clothes...
"I can't believe I'm seriously considering it..." Sayaka mumbled, breaking the silence.
"Homura-chan...?" Madoka inquired tentatively.
Homura fixed her girlfriend with a rather steely glance, but when she spoke, it was with complete, utter confidence.
"If it will make you happy then I will accept," the raven-haired teen said.
"C'mon, pinkie!" Kyoko urged. "Don't tell me that you don't want to!"
"I..." Madoka trailed off into a slew of incoherent muttering, too embarrassed to even articulate properly.
"I... I still find it hard to believe you are serious..." Mami ventured.
"Come on, you two!" Kyoko stated with an eye-roll. "Even the Walking Enigma is on with it!"
"I will only accept if Madoka does," Homura confirmed resolutely, the steel glint in her eye never wavering.
Oh, Madoka knew it was wrong to be thinking this way, yet she couldn't deny she was very curious what it would be like to experience intimacy with a boy, and if Homura had no problems with it... really, what was the issue? Besides, it would make Kyoko happy.
"I..." Madoka began, gathering strength for what she was about to say. "I-If you agree to it, I-I will too, Homura-chan..."
"Fuckin' great!" Kyoko said happily. "You in, Mami?"
Mami sighed, bringing her teacup to her mouth for a sip. "Do I even have a choice...?"
"Well... I guess it's settled," Sayaka said. "Starting tomorrow, we'll each take our turns getting... intimate with him..."
Every of the girls nodded. However, Homura had a thought...
"Who will go first?" she wondered.
"That's easy!" Kyoko declared, much to the surprise of everyone there.
With that said the red-headed vixen pulled out a box of pocky sticks and stuck five of them in her hand.
"Now each pick one!" Kyoko commanded, smirking around at all the other girls who were assembled. "We have four chocolate pockies and a strawberry-flavored one, whoever gets that one gets to tap dat ass first!"
"Leaving it all to random chance..." Mami sighed, but not without affection. "That's so like you to do, Kyoko..."
"Well, come on!" Kyoko huffed. "Each pick one!"
"What the hell," Homura said, reaching forward and picking out a stick.
"Me next," Sayaka said, doing the same that Homura had done.
"My turn now," Mami said, pulling out another pocky stick.
"I guess that just leaves me," Madoka muttered, swiftly snatching the remaining pocky stick, leaving the final one in Kyoko's hand.
"Now, who's got the strawberry?" Kyoko demanded.
"Not me," Mami said, checking hers over.
"Not me either," Sayaka said after a close examination.
"Nor me," Homura confirmed after a quick glance.
"Um, I..." Madoka offered, holding out the pinkish-colored pocky stick in her hand.
"Whoa!" Sayaka exclaimed, surprised. "Madoka-chan is the one to start!"
"And we got a winner!" Kyoko announced loudly, sounding very much like she was pronouncing the winning lottery ticket.
"Hold on," Homura spoke up. Her simple voice seemed to freeze everyone in their tracks. "She can't be the first."
Madoka blushed. She knew what Homura was thinking, but how to phrase it without revealing too much of their personal lives with their friends... oh, that was about the last thing she really wanted to do!
Kyoko seemed to swell before them all with a gigantic smirk. "Jealous, Akemi?"
"I..." Madoka stammered, upset that all these girls were going to all this effort over her. "I-I..."
"Madoka has never been... intimate with a boy before," Homura informed them, remaining as stoic as ever.
"H-Homura..." Madoka whispered, her face a bright red.
"Oh, but I bet you two had a loooooot of free time to mess around, don'tcha?" Kyoko said knowingly.
Madoka went, if anything, even redder.
"K-K-Kyoko-chan!" she gasped.
"Oh come on!" Kyoko said. "Don't tell me you two haven't done a damn thing?"
"W-We have, b-b-but...!" Madoka protested.
"Madoka's hymen is intact," Homura explained matter-of-factly, oblivious to the growing embarrassment of her significant other as she continued talking. "Despite our moments of intimacy, she remains as pure as the day I first met her."
Madoka's whole face seemed to catch fire over what Homura said.
"Homura!" Madoka objected, too embarrassed to even speak.
"Geeez, aren't you two corny..." Kyoko muttered, rolling her eyes.
"I don't think we are in any position to talk, Kyoko..." Sayaka murmured. "We too haven't really gone that far."
"Sheesh, tell the whole world, why don'tcha?" Kyoko stated, seemingly more annoyed than embarrassed.
"Well, that still doesn't address the issue," Mami chimed in. "Should Madoka go through with this or not?"
Madoka shot a swift, searching look at Homura, who remained as stoic as ever.
"If you wish to, go ahead," she said. "We will all have our turn with him."
Madoka breathed a huge sigh of relief. "Thanks, Homura-chan!" Then she smiled. "You're the best!"
"Okay then, starting tomorrow, pinkie seduces Son!" Kyoko stated, pumping a fist in the air.
And with that, the pact was sealed. Little did any of them know the events that would play out that week, or just what influence the boy in question was eventually gonna have on all five of them. All they knew was that they were in for a long week of fun in a way that they'd never experienced — and some, more so than the others, were very looking forward to it.
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