Episode II - Hanako Reina

POV: Hanako
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I was recently laid off of my job at a retail store as customer service. I was too quiet—too anxious to speak up to help others. Getting yelled at loudly was something I didn’t like, and that comes with rude customers and workers.

Throughout my life, I had a lot stress. And when it comes to dealing with loud people? I hated it. I walked around the neighborhood, trying to find a place to hide from people. I found an empty park and saw a swing set nearby, so I sat down on one of them, unable to control my emotions. It was cold and I sneezed. There weren’t any kids here.

With all this tiredness that hit me, eye bags stiffened. I began to cry as I remember all the countless abuse and harassment I received, from my childhood and my workplace. My tears got the better of me with my head looking down at the ground.

Suddenly, I hear a gentle voice say, “hey, what’s wrong? What’s got you upset?”

I felt a soft touch on my shoulder. I tried to hold my emotions and as I look up, her presence felt like a mom’s. Her hair was brown with purple undertones, and purple eyes. I could tell she cared for me at the get go. I wanted to talk, but my lost ego got the better of me, I whimpered. I raised my arm up and I gently grabbed her arm, and pulled her in for a hug, which surprised her.

I just want to hug someone, to cling to their warmth for the time being.

“Sorry….I…,” I tried to find my voice.

“I just need someone to hold on to…”

“It’s okay. I’ll stay with you if you want,” her voice was calm and assuring. Feeling a little safe, I let go to give her some space back. She went behind me and gave me a tender hug. And maybe a slight push on the swing (hehe).

Ah…she’s like a caretaker. How fitting.

Just having someone next to me felt safer, in fact, she felt calm about this. With a blank stare, I looked at her again, and she wore some purple attire. Like that of some samurai or something.

“Do you want to talk about it?” she asked me out of concern. I can tell she didn’t want to force it.

I was a little hesitant at first, but I spoke, “b-but I barely know you…,” not knowing how to open up.

“…! How rude of me! Where are my manners!” she laughed at herself.

“You can call me Ruruka! Koa Ruruka~” she introduced herself to me.

“Ruruka is fine though.”

She pushed the swing gently with me on it, my legs swung slightly due to the movement.

“It’s okay. I’m here if you need to talk.”

I tried to find my words, so I introduced myself first. My voice was very quiet, but I spoke up.

“H-Hanako Reina,” I told her my name.

“You can call me Hanako.”

She repeated my name, making sure to pronounce it right. I nodded in response. However, knowing that we were in a public space, she took me to her apartment.

I looked around in awe, quietly exploring the place. Her place had cool decorations of ancient murals and swords, along with ninja like weapons and such. That’s so funny, a little silly. She’s not a Ninja, is she?

“Hey~” she called for me.

“I made you some lemonade~”

I went towards her and thanked her, drinking the lemonade she made for me. It was delicious. We then both went to the couch in the room and sat down. I felt a little nervous.

“It’s okay. There’s no need to feel anxious here,” she told me. “Is the sofa comfy?”

“…yeah…it is…,” I shyly said.

A small moment of silence passed. It was a little awkward since I didn’t know where to start. But I do know that she didn’t mean harm. This moment of quietness felt okay for me.

“Is it okay if I ask…?” she fidgeted with her fingers. I nodded in response. She gave me a pillow so I could hold onto something, or hug. Yeah, a huggable pillow.

“What happened…?”

Her tone wasn’t rude or anything. In fact, I could tell she was curious, with a careful tone.

“Well…,” I uttered as I squeezed into the pillow.

“I…got laid off from my retail job a while ago. Its all because I’m too quiet and timid, anxious even.”

“I lived in a free shelter where there were nice people, but the guests there…were too loud,”

“I don’t do well with loud noises, and I get startled easily. People can be rude to me, and I would get bullied for my shyness.”

“T-that’s no good…! They might be insensitive, but your timidness shows that you care!” she offered her 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…,” I felt defeated when I 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.”

I remember the countless times I have been hit by a ruler or with something else. It triggers my memory and my head started to hurt, even when I think about it. I held my head because of these painful memories, and it hurts. Suddenly, I felt Ruruka pull me in for a hug and she began to comfort me. I started to cry.

“Was it scary for you?” she asked me.

“Were you afraid?”

“Y-yeah…,” I nodded as I dug my face into her chest, but I mumbled something, “boobs, big…,” and Ruruka giggled softly. I hugged her back and her warmth felt like a blanket that clung around me tightly. Ah. She’s very kind. I think I might like her. I blushed slightly, but I hid it beneath her embrace.

At this point, I closed my eyes and mustered a secret ability to pry into her history. She was a ninja! But was cast out because she was found to have preferences in women. I think I can trust her. After all, she invited me to her place.

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

“You don’t need to share everything.”

Where do I even begin…? I wanted to dodge talking about it because I had a secret, well a few. Perhaps I can cover it with half a lie, because in reality, I have a penis. A genetic mutation, which I call a filth.

“I…” I was hesitant to start but she says I can trust her. She gently squeezed my hand to let me know it was okay.

“I grew up in an abusive family. Sometimes, I would get called names, other times, hit or punished for something I didn’t do.”

“And even in that shelter I lived in? I would also receive the same treatment. People just can’t seem to take a break!”

“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.”

“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~” she teased me, softly patting my head. Hey!! This is a serious conversation! Spare me some empathy! I pouted at her slightly, but I chuckled afterwards.

Ruruka held my hand and said:

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

She offered me to stay at her place, but I protest, “b-but how should I repay you…? I don’t even have a job anymore-”

She softly silenced my mouth with her finger and said, “that does not 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.”

I…you don’t have to do that….Ruruka. But considering the fact that I had nowhere to go after this, I decided to accept her offer.

I fell at mercy at her invitation, and I was glad to accept it. She was patient with me even when I told her about myself, and she chose her words carefully, not to offend me. She just listened. Which was a good thing. After a while, she showed me around her apartment, with the guest room becoming mine.

It felt vibrant and comfy, and this longing I’ve never felt came to me in an instant. I was in a home that felt safe. This is my room now…? Wow…I’ve gotta thank Ruruka for this bold move.

Even though she offered safety, I felt bad. I lied about some of my history. I never told her I have a male genital, nor the reason why I wore the patch.

“Thank you….” I tearfully lit up, hugging her as I felt my stress hit me, making me fall asleep.

Nightmares of my past started to come back, even when I was sleeping, which still haunt me. I shuffle around, tugging and moving the blankets that clung onto me. These memories are painful, being called names, being hit and kicked….it hurts. Suddenly, I felt a tender and warm feeling by my side, a hand that gently soothed me on my head. I wake up groggily, rubbing my eye.

“Ruruka…san…?” I groan as my clothes fell off my shoulder slightly as I got up. I was extremely sweaty, even after waking up from a nap that felt like hours —even if it wasn’t.

“What time is it…?” I asked her.

She told me it was 6 in the evening, close to dinner. I wanted to wash up and clean myself, and she guided me to the bathroom near the kitchen.

“I’ll prepare some food so we can eat it later, okay?” she tells me. I smiled and I closed the door behind me. Looking around, her bathroom was clean and pristine, I was even in awe when the shower looked so fancy. I haven’t been inside a home like this forever, and it hurts my heart, wholesomely. I turned the shower on and made it warm.

Before I stepped in, I went to the mirror and made my eye patch vanish. It was made of pure packed ice, and it pained me to hide this part of my identity too. I’m The Quiet Crow, from that particular legend. I have ice abilities, attributes to cold and heat, and much more. My hair was navy-gray black, with red undertones.

I looked into the mirror. My right eye was brown, while my left was red. I hated this color combination. Because it tells two things:

Brown – my horrific past, being born into a brunette family. I was ridiculed of my humanity and was made fun of. This color is one thing I despise, and I don’t like it.

Red – The origin of my mythic powers. I actually like red. It’s kinda soothing. This is also a reason why I was born with a penis (no testicles), which I considered oddly weird. I let out a heavy sigh as I stepped into the shower, letting the water run down on me, relieving me of my burdens and stress.

I looked down at myself, and I felt shame, not just about myself, but the fact I had to lie to Ruruka about it.

“I don’t like this. Not one bit,” I uttered quietly.

I felt nothing but regret. Also, I don’t want her to see me like this. Even though I was born as a girl, something like this is really rare to happen (I have both female and male systems. Having a kid is, like, impossible for me).

It twitches slightly under my touch, and it becomes a little stiff as I felt arousal hit me. I wanted to ignore that feeling. As the water drenched my hair, I looked around the area for shampoo. It was above my height, and I tried to reach for it.

I stretched my right arm up with my hand opening, trying to grab it. But as I leaned up with my tiptoes, the water beneath me made me slip and I fell on my bottom—which made a loud sound.

I heard the door open and out of reflex, I closed my right eye, to keep the ruse up.

I turned around to see Ruruka come in, but as I saw her with pajamas in her hands, I exposed myself to her.

No…why at a moment like this…?

D-don’t come any closer…!!

My face became super red, and I tried to hide myself, showing her such a degrading filth attached to me.

“G-get out..!!!’ I yelled at her to leave.

“You saw, didn’t you?!”

My regret of lying to her about my backstory showed fear in me, her stare, judgmental. It felt like it. But as I watched her approached me to give me a hug, I swatted her hand away and said, “n-no….d-don’t give me your sympathy…”

I tried to push her away but as I do, I accidentally pushed her to the ground taking me with her. She hit her head. (°ロ°)!

“Ow…” she held me in her arms.

“A-are you okay..?” I tried to offer my concerns.

“That’s funny, coming from you. You don’t want my sympathy while you gave me yours?” she read me easily.

Frick.

“Then why are you still hugging me..?” I asked her in a painful tone.

“Hanako, please, listen to me. Your body—all of it? It’s beautiful just the way it is. Treat it like your temple—a sacred one,” she says with care.

“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!~”

Even for an nth that I’ve cried today, tears start to drip from my eyes. But they weren’t because of sadness. It was because of Ruruka’s warm and accepting grace. And I…want to lean into that.

“Please, don’t treat yourself like this,”

“You’re amazing just the way you are~!”

W-what is this feeling…?

“I’ve never had someone look at me like I’m not broken. Thank you….,” I open up with a sigh. My arousal was rising and I wanted to have sex, badly. All this pent-up stress and arousal made my head unclear, and I want to release this stress that I’ve had for so long. With me being on her laying on the ground, I was turned on.

Ah…shit….too close….I’m getting a boner…!

She pats my head gently and I ask her out of the blue, “is it okay if…we…fornicate…? I’m a little turned on by the way you’re holding me…”

Her face instantly became red, but she didn’t hesitate to answer my request.

“A-are you sure…?” her voice was soft. I know we barely knew each other, but I simply can’t hold it in. I’m turned on as heck.

“I’ll go easy…I don’t want to hurt you,” I reassure her worries.

“Alright…,” her voice softens, gently holding my face.

“Is your neck okay…?” I asked her. She said it was alright. She moaned under the intimate pleasure as I try to be careful with her.

“You’re….beautiful…,” I compliment her, embarrassed, as her face was flushed red. I took off her dress and apron and tossed to the other side without ripping it. I gently held her legs with tender strength as I slide my dick into her lower bottom, reaching into her warm insides. It felt warm and hot, tight even. I tried to move.

I moved a very slow pace to make it easier for me because this felt more comfortable. Maybe I’m a little inexperienced at this kind of thing…

“Hanako~san…!~” she calls for me as she too, felt pleasure for the first time.

“Why are you going so slow…?” she asked me.

“I don’t want to hurt you…,” I responded back since I was worried about her.

“I know this is my first time with you,” she said.

“But it’s not my first…..(for me anyways)…”

Huh…? This is her second time…? I stopped moving. Did she do it with someone else before..?

She notices my hesitation, but she said, “it’s okay.”

This is her first time with me right….? Should I even go rough..? Will she even like it….?

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

“Hanako~” Ruruka said, “why so slow…?”

“I’m sorry…!!” I apologized out of nowhere.

“This is also… um… my…first time doing this,” I confessed.

“You can be rough, okay? Just don’t overdo it~” Ruruka said, bringing me back to my senses.

It’s my first time having sex and it shouldn’t be that underwhelming, right…? Isn’t it meant to make both parties feel good..? Even though this is my first, I wanted her to feel good too. I grabbed her legs and pried them gently, and I pushed in, holding onto her waist. I gradually picked up pace until it felt really good at a comfortable pace.

“You’re so tight…Koa~” I utter her name as I kept thrusting. I begin to tease her as I push deeper. I swiftly buck and move around, my dick tickles her as I kept moving. Her cute moans became more active as I do that. I pick up pace a bit more, our skins meet as I thrust deeper. ****

“I... I feel like..I-I'm going to cum... Ahhn~” her voice was so damn cute like this…! It aroused me even more. I used my finger and teased her playfully. If she said she did it before, was it with another woman…? Her body language spoke loudly to me that she basically said, “this is my first time, with you.”

I bucked my hips against her and I press into her, I grind inside teasing—making her climax. I kept doing it.

“Hahnn~ please stop…teasing me…like that~” she says elegantly.

Oh…? She likes that, doesn’t she? I smirked a little, but didn’t want to overdo it.

“Did you say you’re going to cum…?” I leaned in and breathed into her ear to tease her more. She becomes red, mixed with arousal and pleasure. I surprised by her kissing her on her lips, and she returned it. As I pushed into her, I felt a strange liquid tremble from beneath. I looked down and there as a small amount blood.

“W-wait…,” I paused.

“Y-you’re bleeding…?!”

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

“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.”

She laughed but she didn’t seem to mind at all. This time, I felt her orgasm—already at her climax as she came before me. With her on me, I held onto her and picked her up, which startled her as I leaned against the bathroom wall. My dick swells up inside, and I don’t want to release it yet. Her walls clench around my shaft, resisting. I found her sensitive spot and pushed deeper, my dick swells as the intensity of her body tightens around me.

“I’m gonna cum too…,” I alert her.

“W-wait…!! What if I get….preg-,” she complains but moans as I pushed deeper. Even with my head not in the game as I kept goin on, my thrusts push deep into her womb, and I grind inside, making her moan.

“I…,” I slow down, trying to ponder my reason.

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

“A-A little bit of both…,” I impale deeper into her as my dick swells up more. I was already at my climax, and I didn’t want to hold back. Then I remember her complaint, “d-don't worry....you won't get pregnant. Its not r-real semen….”

I pushed her down onto my dick, which touches the entrance of her womb.

“O-okay... I trust you..,” she nods, allowing me to vent out my frustrations. With my dick at it’s climax, I cum inside her, releasing fluids of white into her, she orgasms at the same time, I kept pouring more and more into her, my frustrations and stress slowly fades away.

“W-wait...just how long have you held back?!” she asked me out of worry, even as she moaned in ecstasy.

“F-fourteen years….,” I pump her full of my cum. I slide down to the ground with her on me, I pull my dick out and it goes limp.

It felt good, releasing my stress this way. I asked her before we initiated intimacy and she allowed. It was consensual, and not out of force.

If I didn’t ask, I’d probably be out of here by now, but I’m glad that she accepts me for who I am.

Her body trembles as my fluids drip down from her, and she gazes at me with awestruck eyes. Even behind her awestruck gaze, I felt some inner conflict from her. Like she wanted answers.

“Why did you lie to me?” it was the only thing she could say. Her eyes became hesitant, but she wanted to understand me from my viewpoint. I felt goosebumps, chills, down my spine as I heard that. I did lie to her, technically, about my backstory.

I felt bad for misleading her and I wanted to clear it up, but, not right now because we just had sex in the bathroom. Also, I don’t want to do it here, since it will become…awkward.

“C-can we clean up first and eat dinner? I’ll tell you why I kept it a secret…,” I requested. She nodded in response and together, we helped clean each other up, wash each other, and had light laughter talking about stuff we disliked or liked. Ruruka left first to reheat dinner.

I secretly used this time to manifest my ice-patch back. It fit perfectly back on. Despite it being solid, I made it so that I could see through it. Like one-way glass but made of ice that is packed tightly. Also, it won’t melt no matter the what the circumstances are.

And yes, I’m calling it “Ice-Patch” from now on.

It fits the appeal (heh).

After a bit, I felt refreshed and clean. I went out and headed to the kitchen, where the scent of food made my stomach grumble.

“Pfft~ hungry aren’t you?” she teased me.

“Yeah…I haven’t eaten anything the whole day today,” I said with a flustered face.

“Just eat at your own pace, okay? We can talk about that later,” Ruruka politely told me. I got excited to eat her cooking.

“Itadakimasu~!” I gave thanks for the food.

Oh. My. GOSH. This tastes so good…!!! The curry is savory, the rice, just right, and the chicken? Fleshy and tender!!

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

“Thanks…,” she blushed happily.

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Dinner was finished a few minutes in. Dishes were stacked in the sink and the leaky faucet dripped. The table was quiet, and this huge elephant in the room was yet to be addressed.

But I can’t keep that a secret forever.

“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, well, intersex...,” I nervously played with my fingers.

“I was afraid that you’d push me away… like everyone else. 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 look at her with a sincere face, “but when you came inside the bathroom and saw me, I covered myself, thinking that you might run, but you didn’t.”

I wiped my tears away and my heart was filled with grace. She showed me that it didn’t matter to her. That even though we’re different…people are unique. Flawed. Maybe I should treasure my body more. She did say that it’s like a sacred temple.

“I-It’s my first time feeling accepted.”

“Y-your words…. They were kind and warm. I want to lean into that warmth you gave me..,” I looked at her shyly and asked, “will you forgive me?”

“Yeah… of course,” she accepted my apology.

“I don’t care what other people say about you. I already like what I see before me, a human with unique flaws…! And I wish to protect that.”

Hearing that from her made my heart warm up with great happiness, the feeling of being loved and accepted for who I am. I want that to be the same for her. But, she’s a ninja, which I could tell. Since ninjas are usually high on guard. Also, I don’t want her to go down that path of being a protective figure, even if she were to sacrifice that for me.

“Ruruka…,” I finally called her by her 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 your secret, being a ninja and all~” I called her out. Even her decor were obvious. Ninja Shurikens and swords? Masks too? Kodomo mitai~!

(she’s like a child!).