Episode I - Koa Ruruka

POV: Koa Ruruka

It was one breezy afternoon near the end of September 31st. The sun shined down on the ground, as leaves fell from the trees. It is the autumn season, and the mixtures of red, brown, orange, and yellow leaves randomly fall about. The wind made my attire fly messily, but I easily held it in place. My name tag glittered as the bright sun’s rays hit it, bouncing off.

I’m Koa Ruruka, and I am a Ninja!

Well, not anymore. I got kicked out of my clan for being gay! And I said, “bet.” My parents and the other folks didn’t like my preferences, and I was left to fend for myself. Despite retaining great skills as one, I barely rely on them. Hard work and diligence are something I believe in, because it’s important!

I just got out of work not long ago and I bought snacks on the way home. As I kept my way, I walked through a park that I commute across daily, only to hear someone crying from a nearby playground. I followed the noise. There was a girl on a swing, her head down. I could hear her tears.

She looks around my age. Is she a yokai…? Or a shifter..? I wonder what happened. She had black hair that covered one eye, and red highlights beneath those layers where it ended to her shoulders. I gently tapped on her shoulder, soothing her, to let her know I was there.

“Hey, what’s wrong? What’s got you upset?”

I could hear her belligerent cries, and I felt a huge sense of sadness for her. What happened? She tried to find her words, but she gently grabbed on my arm and pulled me in, hugging me tightly.

“Sorry….I…,” she tried to find her voice.

“I just need someone to hold on to…”

“It’s okay. I’ll stay with you if you want,” I reassured her. She let go of me to give some space back, but I went behind her and gave her a tender hug from behind. Aw, she’s so polite!

“Do you want to talk about it?” I asked her.

My maternal instinct had kicked in, since my caretaker mode had kicked in since I take care of pets, so that’s why I asked her. Her clothes were dirty and worn out, probably from falling or just dirt. Such a beautiful dress, I hated to see dirt on it—and it made my heart go out for her.

“B-but I barely know you…” she was hesitant to open up about herself.

“…! How rude of me! Where are my manners!” I laughed at myself.

“You can call me Ruruka. Koa Ruruka~” I introduced myself to her with a sincere smile.

“Ruruka is fine though.”

I softly pushed the swing with her on it.

“It’s okay. I’m here to listen to you.”

She mumbles to herself and tries to find her words. Ultimately, she responded, “H-Hanako…,” her words uttered, “you can call me Hanako….”

“Hanako-san… right..?” I said her name, and she nodded.

“Why don’t you come to my place? I’ll let you stay for the night~,” I offered her to come to my apartment complex, and she agreed. I don’t want to talk to her in an uncomfortable place where kids play—I wanted to give her comfort and safety.

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As we got back to my place, I welcomed her in. My living space gave her the sense of safety and comfort. She was in awe as she looked around, seeing my decorations. I went to the kitchen to make a drink. Maybe something savory for her. She probably likes pop or something, right? I finished making it.

“Hey…,” I called for her.

“I made you some lemonade!”

She came to me and took the drink politely, and started to drink from it. We then went and sat down on the couch.

“It’s okay. There’s no need to feel anxious here,” I told her.

“Is the sofa comfy?”

“…yeah…it is…,” she shyly said.

A small moment of silence passed. I didn’t want to pressure her into telling me everything. Even though I felt curious, I just wanted her to feel safe here.

“Is it okay if I ask…?” I fidgeted with my fingers. Hanako nodded in response. I gave her a pillow so she could hold onto something.

“What happened…?”

I didn’t want to sound rude or anything, and I also don’t want to scare her off.

“Well…,” her voice trailed off.

She told me she got laid off of her retail job a while ago. Because she’s reserved and doesn’t speak up much. She also has anxiety because people are too loud, even where she stayed at: a free shelter. There were some nice people, but some aren’t as civil as much. A lot of people are rude to her, and she’d get bullied for her shyness.

I felt bad for her, for being put in a situation like this. I want to help her….

“T-that’s no good…! They might be insensitive, but your timidness shows that you care!” I offered my words.

“Yeah….I know. But this is also a weakness I have. I can’t even speak up properly let alone trying to argue back…,” she felt defeated when she said that.

“S-sometimes, it gets to the point where I would get hit. I bruise easily, but I don’t get injured heavily. I don’t like getting hit.”

H-how vile! These people don’t show restraint! She’s just a girl! Why is she getting such harsh treatment..?! I saw her hold her head, but I pulled her in softly and gave her a hug to comfort her. I felt her tears come out.

“Was it scary for you?” I asked her.

“Were you afraid?”

“Y-yeah…,” she nodded as she dug her face into my chest, mumbling something along the lines of “boobs, dekai…,”

I giggled slightly at her remark. But I then felt her return the hug. I gently nudged her away, her tears coming from her left eye. I wiped them away with a napkin. I wanted to get a good look at her, so I brushed her bangs away, only to reveal a blue like eye patch on her right. I tilted my head in curiosity, but I paid no mind to it. I don’t need her to spill everything.

“Is it okay if I ask more about you?” I asked her with a soft tone.

“You don’t need to share everything.”

I took her hand and held it gently, just to let her know that this conversation would not be leaked anywhere. I want to preserve her dignity.

“I…” her voice trailed off.

She started to tell me she grew up in an abusive family. They would often call her names and at other times hit her or punish her for doing something she didn’t do. (Ugh, how mean! - ^ - ).

She got the same treatment in the shelter she lived in before! All before she left. How are people this rude..?! Have some empathy at least!

“I’m always reserved and quiet. Probably because I hide behind it so I wouldn’t stand out too much, but it always fails on me. Because being silent made me stood out too much,” she said.

“It’s funny, right? It’s like a paradox. I just don’t want to deal with people! (Well not you. You’re fine hehe~).”

“Aww, you’re silly~” I teased her, softly patting her head. She pouted even though we were in a serious talk, but slightly laughed. Then, I held her hand and offered her something she wouldn’t say no to.

“Hanako, let me care for you! I will make sure you are loved, cared, and spoiled~” I offer her to stay at my place.

Her eyes widened, “b-but how should I repay you…? I don’t even have a job anymore-” I put my finger on her mouth gently and I spoke, “that doesn’t matter as long as you are under my roof. At least let me give you the proper care you need!~”

“You can leave if you want, but I don’t want to force you into anything you don’t want to do.”

With my words of invitation, I invite her to stay at my apartment as long as she needed. Although her head space is a mess, I will do anything to help her feel at ease. Her situation reminded me of mine, and I can relate. The fear of being judged and abandoned is the worst experience.

“Arigatou….gozaimasu…,” she thanks me.

“No need for that. I want to create memories with a new friend like you, someone that deserves everything!~” I hold her hand to ease her. I hear her trying to say my name, but she bites her tongue, and I giggle playfully at her. She hides her face behind her hands. I showed her around my place to get her used to it. The kitchen, bathroom, my room, and an extra guest room. Showing her the guest room, I tell her that it’s hers now.

“This is your room now!~ The bed might be a little big because it’s queen size. You don’t mind, do you?” I ask her as I show her inside. She looked around at awe, a cute and comfortable room sparked her heart.

“No, I don’t mind…,” her voice trailed off quietly. “Thank you...Ruruka~”

She hugged me in response as another thank you, and her pent up stress catches up and she falls asleep in my arms. It was as if my radiating warmth helped her feel at ease. I could hear her snores as I gently picked her up with my hands.

“Looks like someone had a long day~” I gently caress her to her new bed, tucking her in gently without disturbing her. I stayed a little bit and watched her dozed off. Her sleeping face is so cute…! Hehe~

I went back outside, read some manga, and played some games to unwind.

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A while later, I heard loud shuffling coming from Hanako’s room, and I hurried over to see if she was okay. I sat down on the bed, and I felt her embrace loosening and her breathing evening out.

I glanced down to see her eyelids fluttering closed, exhaustion from the emotional day finally catching up to her. A soft smile graces my lips as I carefully maneuvered to sit on the edge of the plush bed, gently soothing her with my hand on her head.

“Ruruka…san…?” she groans my name as she wakes up drowsy, “w-what time is it..?” her eyes weak and red, she rubs them gently before opening them.

“It’s six in the early evening,” I tell her. I watch as she gets up, her shirt falls from her shoulder. Wanting to adjust it for her, she moves my hand away gently.

“D-don’t touch….I’m sweaty…,” she said.

“W-where’s your bathroom…?”

“It’s near the kitchen, opposite to the right, before the living room~” I helped her get up, holding my hand. I moved slowly and guided her to where she wanted to go.

“I’ll prepare some food so we can eat it later, okay?” I invited her to eat my food after she was done. She nodded and went in, closing the door from behind. I could hear her turn on the shower, but I ignored the sound because I didn’t want to eavesdrop. Instead, I went to the kitchen to prepare a meal to get her energy up, and her stomach, full.

“She must not have eaten today~” I started to make a meal with passion and emotion.

“Alright, let’s do this!”

I had prepared curry chicken and rice, one of my favorite meals. I put a lid over the dishes for the heat to keep them warm, so that we can both eat it later. I’m not confident with my cooking skills, but I hope this can satisfy her just for a bit.

“Oh! I forgot to give her extra clothes!” I carelessly forgot. I wandered to my room to grab one of my pajamas to give to her. As I do, I approach the bathroom and knock, “H-Hanako..can I come in…?”

I couldn’t hear her response. Perhaps I was too quiet. Suddenly, I heard a loud “thump,” and I got worried. I opened the door and as I went in, Hanako turned around and I saw something I shouldn’t have. Her face becomes red, she covers herself, and I drop the pajamas onto the floor, letting out an audible gasp. She has a male genitalia grown below her.

“G-get out..!!” she yells at me, but I oppose.

Huh….? Not only I was shocked, I couldn’t pry my eyes away. She has a penis….? Was I lied to…? I know I shouldn’t judge, but it this just doesn’t sit right to me. I don’t want to accuse her or kick her out.

If this was her secret….why did she keep it from me..?

“Hanako….,” I utter, speechless…

“You saw….didn’t you?!” She raised her voice. I flinched at her tone. Even though I brought her in to a safe space, I thought it would be enough for her. As I went towards her, I tried to gently grab her, but she inched away. Never have I ever wanted to look down on her. So, without hesitation, I wrapped my arms around her, to give her comfort.

”N-No….d-don't give me your sympathy......,” she tried to push me away, but I slipped on the moist floor and fell with her in my arms. I slightly hit my head against the wet tiles.

“A-itai!~” I still had her in my arms. This sudden action caught her off guard and she said, “a-are you okay?”

“That’s funny coming from you. You don’t want my sympathy while you gave me yours?” I responded, trying to talk her out of it. Although the fall hurt my neck, I endured it.

“Then why are you hugging me..?” her voice cracked. I wanted to make her to understand that nothing has changed between us—even if she lied about something.

“Hanako, please listen to me,” I whispered as I helped her up, holding her close. I didn’t need her to be mine. I just wanted to be there so she wouldn’t feel so alone.

“Your body—all of it? It’s beautiful just the way it is. Treat it like your temple—a sacred one,” I reassure her.

“Whatever secrets you carry, whatever truths you've hidden, they won't change how I feel about you,”

“You are someone I care for—and I see you as nothing more than a human with a unique flaw!~”

For an nth of the time I’ve seen her cry, tears drip from her cheeks, but they weren’t that of sadness. It was of acceptance. And it seems like my words has gotten to her.

“Please, don’t treat yourself like this,” I gently say as I wipe her tears away. “You’re amazing just the way you are~”

“I’ve never had someone… look at me like I’m not broken. Thank you…,” she accepts my compliment.

I gently pat her head to comfort her, and she asked me out of the blue, “Is it okay if we fornicate…? I’m a little aroused by the way you’re holding me…”

A-aghakjdhgkajdg?! Oh my gosh…?! ( ˶o˶˶o˶) !!

“A-are you sure….?” I was hesitant to accept her offer, which caught me off guard.

We barely knew each other… and the way her body differed from mine—it made me hesitate. But even then… I didn’t want her to feel ashamed. Not for who she was. Not when she was finally letting someone in.

“I’ll go easy…I don’t want to hurt you,” she reassured me. With all that was happening to her, from her job, her childhood, to now, I wanted her to feel relaxed, so I let her. She needs this healing, more than ever. She took off my apron and shirt without ripping it.

“A-alright…,” my voice softens, holding her face.

“Is your neck okay…?” she asked me again. Ah. I was so distracted trying to talk to her I forgot.

“I’m okay..,” I shook my head.

“You’re beautiful….,” she compliments me, embarrassed. My face was flustered. The dominant grip she has on my wrists sends a forbidden shiver down my spine, even as a flicker of trepidation crosses my mind at the loss of control.

Laying on my back, she gently opened my legs up.

Ah…she can see everything…

Feeling the blunt heat of her arousal prodding insistently at my entrance, I tense briefly, glancing at her with eyes that looked like arousal.

“H-Hanako…san…!~” I blush profusely as she pushed her shaft inside me. I gasp sharply as she sheathes herself inside me with one swift, rough thrust. Her entry made me gasp, a moan escaping despite my nerves. Instinctively, my hips buck back trying to meet hers, craving more of that intense sensation. She pushes and thrusts gently, trying to match my comfort.

“Why are you going so slow…?” I ask her, her movements were gentle, but it was too leisurely.

“I don’t want to hurt you…” she voices her complaints.

“I know this is my first time with you,” I voiced her concerns, “but it’s not my first…..(for me anyways)…”

She stopped and wanted to retreat, but I said, “it’s okay. As long as you’re okay, I’m fine with it too.”

It felt different with her. Her unique anatomy might be strange to others—but to me? It’s felt new—something that I haven’t experienced before.

“If you say so…,” she picks up pace again, pushing slower than before.

“Hanako~” I said, “that’s too…”

“I’m sorry…this is also my…first time actually doing this…,” she utters. Oh, how precious…

“You can be rough a little. Just don’t go overboard, okay?” I smile earnestly. She hesitates, but she picks up pace a little. Her thrusts became their own tempo at a normal pace and I moaned a little, not before she picks up pace more.

“Hnnn....you're tight....Koa..,” she spoke my first name, and I was surprised. Whimpering, I squirm beneath her, trying weakly to resist the pleasure consuming me. Even as my body betrays my true desires, instinctively meeting every forceful thrust, I try to reassert some sort of control.

Her fervent thrusts strike a particularly sensitive spot within me, sending jolts of electric pleasure shooting through my nerves. Drool came from my mouth and I tried to wipe it away, but more kept coming. D-damn it… It feels so good… This time, she pushed so deep into me, I felt like I was going to cum.

“I... I feel like..I-I'm going to cum... Ahhn~” I pant for air as she kept pushing into me. She leaned in and kissed me. Again, then again. As I felt her push deeper into me, she found my weak spot and I bled a little from below. Eeek~ she did it. I lost it….

“W-wait…,” she paused for a second.

“Y-you’re bleeding…?!”

“N-no way...,” I moaned while panting. She wiped it up with her finger and showed me.

“I had sex with a girl before…but not like this. So yeah… I think you actually did it. My actual first time….to you.”

Then, she picks me up from the ground with me in her arms. Her strength felt gentle. She pushed me up against a wall, my muffled moans and cries echo through the steamy bathroom as she keeps her way.

“Did you say you’re going to cum…?” Hanako breathes into my ear, and I got aroused and flustered. She was teasing me again, and it felt weird. It was odd, because I wasn’t used to this kind of pleasure.

Already at my climax, I squirt and cum, fluids spraying and leaking out my lower bottom. She keeps pushing deeper into my sensitive spots, teasing me as I try to get her to stop doing that, but my body accepts the pleasure.

“Hahnn~ please stop…teasing me…like that~” I asked her as she kept doing so. Surprised by her incoming action, she kissed me on my lips, and I tried to resist. But her enthusiastic kiss, the intimate gesture made me return it. Tears break out as she pushes into me more, her dick, swells up inside me and I orgasm for the first time. Her unbridled strength is going to break me if she keeps going, and I was already at my reaching point.

“I’m going to cum….,” she alerts me. Hanako's swollen member pulses urgently within my fluttering walls, her desperate pleas resonating through my fogged mind.

“W-wait…!! What if I get….preg-,” I complain as I try to get her attention not to cum inside.

“I…,” she slows down, trying to think of a reason.

“Is it because of stress…?” I asked, “or all the years of trying to endure everything….?”

“A-A little bit of both…,” She says as she pushes deeper into me, I could feel her dick swell more. Her fingers grabbed onto my waist, and I winced in pain.

They were strong, and her nails dug into my skin. Her strength was unmatched as I let out a cute moan and yelp. She goes even deeper on her thick shaft.

“D-don't worry....you won't get pregnant. It’s not r-real semen..,” she remembers my complaint.

I was confused, but I didn’t want her to have any more stress, so I spoke, “alright…please..let it out…,” accepting her into my warm tingling tight insides.

I let out a sharp gasp followed by a drawn-out moan as Hanako shifts position, impaling me even deeper on her thick shaft. Her dick reaches my womb, and I let out a tiny yelp as she releases inside me.

I convulse uncontrollably, my fingers raking down Hanako's back as wave after wave of intense sensation crashes over me. Her warm fluids kept flowing in and I could barely hold my weight against her, she pins me and presses into it.

“W-wait… how much....have you held...back....?!” I was surprised by the amount she pumped in me.

“F-Fourteen years….,” she gasps as she finishes.

Fourteen years…?! Has she held back for that long...?! She slides her dick out of my lower bottom, and I slump against the wall, held upright only by Hanako's strong embrace.

My body trembles with aftershocks, the obscene squelch of her release dripping down my thighs serving as a lewd reminder of what just happened. Gazing up at Hanako with hooded, awestruck eyes, I struggle to process the size of her exposure, but she kisses me again, this time, a warmth feeling spreads in my heart.

Even though she asked me to have sex, I pulled back, realizing something. She’s a futa?! In many real world cases, that’s a super rare chance to come across! I wanted answers.

“Why did you lie to me…?” I uttered my words, struggling to form a proper sentence. Before she proceeds to tell me, she asks of me if we can clean up first and talk about it after dinner. I agreed. I finished first and left to give her some space. I departed to the kitchen so that I could reheat the food. And I did.

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Shortly after, she came to the kitchen table. Seeing the food on the table, her stomach grumbled.

“Pfft~ hungry aren’t you?” I teased her.

“Yeah…I haven’t eaten anything the whole day today,” her face was flustered. I don’t want to overwhelm her or bombard her with questions, so I told her, “just eat at your own pace, okay? We can talk about that later.”

She nodded and gave thanks to the food, “itadakimasu~”

The first bite she took, it melted her.

“I haven’t eaten a meal like this in ages….,” happy tears form in her eyes, “it’s so good! Like it’s made with love~!”

My heart started to feel funny. It was like her words spoke with truth, and I admire that.

“Thanks…,” I blushed happily.

After we finished our dinner, Hanako wanted to pick up where she left off, this time with the truth.

“I…I’m sorry…I lied… I might’ve left something out from my history, but I never intended for you to find out I’m a futa...,” she nervously plays with her fingers.

“Honestly…I was scared, afraid…, that if I told you my secret, you would push me away. Like the freak I am…,”

“Whenever I get close to people, friends I consider trustworthy, I tell them this side of me, and t-they….tell me I’m a freak. I would get ghosted, feeling unwanted.”

I wanted to talk but I stopped myself so I could listen to her. This is her confession about herself. It would be rude if I were to interject.

“But when you came inside the bathroom and saw me, I covered myself, thinking that you might run, but you didn’t.”

“I-It’s my first time feeling accepted. Y-your words…. They were kind and gentle….and I want to lean into that warmth you gave me,” she looked at me and then said, “will you forgive me?”

It became a proper apology this time. I tried to find my words and my thoughts, still hesitant, but I didn’t want that. I want to be there for her, no matter what.

“Yeah… of course,” I accepted her apology.

“I don’t care what other people say about you, Hanako.”

“I love every inch of you, and I wish to protect that.”

She smiled slightly after hearing that. Her expressions were cute—and her desire to stay with me meant a lot.

“Ruruka…..,” she finally called me by my name.

“I trust you. I really do. Demo-ne~”

“I think it’s okay for you to feel less tense around me. After all, I do know you’re secret, being a ninja and all~,” she called me out.

Eh..?! Ima nante….?!
(W-wait..what did she just say..?!)