Chapter 4 - Four

Date A Live! Practice Chapter 4:

"Michelle… strip down slowly for me." Miku tried again, adding more power to her voice.

"Uh… can we at least get dinner first?" Michael/Michelle said with a cute embarrassed smile. The Spirit narrowed her eyes… she didn't get it, why wasn't Michelle giving into her? No one can resist the power of her voice.

FLASH.

"No. I'm not a Spirit… but I do have some friends who are." Michelle answered. He wasn't willing to share his Ability with Miku. Even if he was now able to talk to her, something about her didn't feel right. It wasn't Kurumi levels of danger, but he felt he should keep it to himself for now.

"Friends?" Miku asked. Weren't Spirits supposed to be a secret to regular folk? That's part of the reason for the Spacial Quake Shelters, to keep the population 'safe'. And by 'safe', that means keeping normal people locked inside until those Quakes pass… total bullshit, as Space Quakes are instantaneous and rarely have lingering effects. Just an excuse to use and abuse people… she knew this all-too well…

FLASH.

"NO!" Michelle at her, which did take Miku back a tad, the 'girl'she was taking on a date throwing the doll back into the stand. This didn't even phase the workers at all as they were currently under Miku's control. "Don't you get it?! You can't go through life getting everything handed to you on a silver platter! It defeats the whole point of living! Spirit or not! I can't believe I used to be a fan of yours!" Michael/Michelle yelled at her, letting a piece of info slip.

Miku's eyes widened slightly, but not wide enough to notice. '… A Fan?' Miku thought to herself. Why would Michelle say that?

"Your not a Spirit, Miku… your not even a Diva either!… Your just a spoiled brat! A brat who thinks she can just whine and cry till mommy or daddy buys her a pony!" Michael/Michelle continued, pointing at the Diva Spirit after calling her a spoiled brat. "I promise you, Miku… we ARE gonna beat you. In fact, we'll beat you so hard, it'll feel like we slapped those funbags right off your chest!"

FLASH.

"You can't always get what you want, Miku, and there are some things even your power can't give you! And until you learn that, you'll be in for a seriously rude wake-up call! Only then will you understand you can't win everyone or everything just with words!… Words alone mean shit!" Michelle's next sentence got to Miku even more, as an image of a magazine article with her face on it flashed in her mind.

"We might be girls, Miku… but I have bigger balls than you'll ever have; and I'm more woman than you'll ever be!" Michelle finished before storming off. The Diva Spirit unsure how to make of this. On one hand what her opponent said was kinda harsh… but at the same time, no one's ever stood up to her or her power before.

FLASH.

Miku sighed. "Can you please refrain from contaminating the airwaves with that vile breath of yours? The sound of your voice makes me want to vomit. As a matter of fact, that obnoxious clamoring hurts our eardrums. Makes us feel unpleasant so if you would be so kind as to silence yourself, you bumbling monument of filth."

Kurumi giggled after Miku made her insults. "Wow, Mikey; you REALLY pissed her off." She said in an amused way. Miku cocked an eyebrow… a nickname? The fact this new Spirit was unaffected by her power and froze those under her control with some kind of shadow dome was bad enough, but just how close were these too? "I can't help but wonder, what sorts of things did you and Michelle do to her when I wasn't around?" Kurumi continued, which only served to further anger The Diva. She knew about that whole gender-bending thing too?!

"Everything we could have done in the Nurse's Office…" Michael said, using sarcasm. "That jealously I hear in your voice?"

The Nightmare giggled again. "Why would I be jealous? I already know I'm best girl." She joked in return.

"That doesn't include the 9 thousand 9 hundred 99 of you…" Michael continued with the satire. The back and forth between them only made Miku angrier and even more confused.

FLASH.

"Oh, aren't you cute. Thinking your little musical number has any effect on someone like me!" The moment Kurumi said this, thousands of long arms took hold of all people Muki just ordered to attack, preventing them all from doing so. Miku herself was shocked. Not only did this Spirit resist her voice, she was able to hold everyone under its influence back by some kind of darkness. What kind of power was this?

FLASH.

"Blaaaaaaaaaah!" Kurumi, or at least THIS one, got right in Miku's face and stuck her tongue out with a smile, clearly messing with her. Miku was now getting nervous, never before having to deal with a Spirit like this (not even mentioning she shot one of herselves in the head a few seconds ago). She took a step back, but just when she was about try another song…

Michael: MUTE!

GRAB!

More of those arms now grabbed her the very second Michael gave that command and covered her mouth… even a few Kurumis'! She of course struggled to get free, but their grip was too tight. "So sorry, Miku… me and Mikey work best in a duet…" Kurumi told her (though Miku wasn't sure which one) before dragging her down into the depths of her shadow.

FLASH.

"Time to go, Macho Michael." Kurumi said. Admittedly she could try using her shadow again; but since it doubled as her stomach, she wasn't willing to take a bite and run the risk of inadvertently eating him. Not yet, anyway.

"Seriously? You and Yous' can't give us one…" Michael was saying, asking for another minute…

CRASH!

"YIPE!" Michael's body was almost impaled by an icicle courtesy of Yoshino, looking uncharacteristically angry along with the Tempest Twins whom were also helping Miku back up.

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…

He took hold of the barrel of Kurumi's musket and placed it on a side of his head. "Ok let's go." He said.

"Good boy." Kurumi said with a giggle, repositioning the gun to her own head. "Aleph." She added before…

BANG!

Both her and Michael vanished without a trace.

FLASH.

"He'll never stop… not for Tohka… not for anyone…" Yoshino innocently, giving Miku some pause.

"Yeah! He never gives up! He's one of those Bakas' who'd stare Death right in the eye!" Said Kaguya. "Sure he also runs his mouth at times; but being a smart-ass is kind of a package deal."

"Agreement. While Michael can be harsh with the things he says, he refuses to sugarcoat how he feels, so it all comes from a genuine place." Said Yuzuru.

Miku didn't know how too feel about this information. A human… and a man of all things? Willing to go so far as to risk his own life?… How absurd! Were they lying?… No. That's impossible. Even if the spell does crack a little, the magic of her Angel forces anyone to adhere to her every command. She had told them all to tell her how they truly felt… so they couldn't lie even if they wanted too…

She looked back outside the window, thinking about Michael's last words as they echoed in her head just before he and that Clock Girl ran off…

"I have my own reasons for coming to Japan, Miku… but if I have to die to save Tohka, then so be it!… With or without your help!"

FLASH.

"I'll bet there's still people out there who love your music… and that their smarter than you give them credit for, nor do they care about an obvious hit-piece made by some cuck!" Michael added.

That sounded nice, but Miku refused to accept it. "What to you know?! You men are all pigs! My fans left me behind, none came to my defense! No one helped…!"

"You left first!" Michael cut her off, making her slightly gasp again. "Did you ever stop to think how your fans felt? When their idol went into hiding for 5 years straight without a single word?" Michael added, making Miku blink and her mouth open a bit more. "How do you expect people to support you in your time of need, if you never gave your side of the story to begin with?"

Miku tried to think of a response, but just telling him to shut his mouth again wouldn't do any good. She looked away. "That's… that's not…"

"You were afraid." He said point-blank, making her look back up at him. " You were so afraid people would reject you and your story, so you pushed them away first." He continued, which made Miku ball her fists. "You. Were the one who left them behind… YOU. Were the one who decided you should keep putting stress on yourself to the point your voice vanished…" Miku's teeth begin to clench. "You made a mistake, so then YOU decided to run away; making it seem to everyone else you were ashamed of yourself which only solidified the rumors… And to top it off, you've made humans, the same people you want to support you, your monster in the closet! Just because its easier to make a scapegoat then actually face it!"

Miku tried to hold it in, but… "QUUUUUUUUIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET!" She yelled at him, inadvertently using her power as an emotional outburst. Michael had to brace himself… though the 3 crashes behind him did cause him to look back. A few more of those techo-soldiers had literally must have just snuck up behind them, so if Miku didn't have that outburst just now…

"Shut up, shut up, shut UP! I'm honestly sick of hearing your crap! Idiot!… Moron!… Stupid-head!" Miku ordered him, using an actual bratty tone upon calling him names, then walked past him in an equally bratty way.

"There ya go. Just like a typical brat, yelling and stomping off when ya know your daddies right!" Michael said, following her.

"No! WRONG! I'm yelling and stomping off cause my 'daddies' a giant JACKASS!" Miku snapped at him after snapping around to face him. Her girls were right about one thing, Michael DID have a mouth. "You stupid, smelly, stinky, sweaty, pompous, loud, obnoxious, cross-dressing man!" She added, also adding venom to the word 'man'.

FLASH.

"Without this power to control people, who'd bother listening to MEEEEEEEE?" Miku added, then using her voice to knock down more DEM members she noticed out of the corner of her eye coming down the hall towards them. "I'm nothing without this voice, Michael! No one h-…!"

Michael: I DID!

Michael's loud yell at her again caught her off guard, gasping for the 3rd time. She even widened her eyes this time. "I listened, Miku…" he added in a softer voice before he then began to reach into his pocket after letting one of his hands off Sandalphon. "And for a really long time…" Once he got a full hand into the pocket, he pulled out an item and held it out for Miku.

She could not hide the deepest gasp she had made all night, her eyes now going the size of flying saucers.

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…

It was a CD… a complete album… with her former stage name when she was human: Tsukino Yoimachi. It was one of her last albums as a human before she vanished to the public eye without a trace, then returned as the Spirit Diva. The most shocking part however, is that this album was signed… with her former name… in her handwriting.

"… W… W-Where did you get that?…" She had to ask, trying to comprehend how the hell he got ahold of one.

"A little over 5 years ago… you were on a World Tour. It was a huge thing, don't you remember?" Michael said as he put the CD away. She didn't nod for she was still in shock, but her silence was enough of an answer for Michael. "I don't recall the name, but I remember every second of it. You came to America of all places, touched the hearts of so many…"

Miku couldn't believe it… it now made sense. When they first met on that stage that fateful day, the first thing he asked her before the Dating Sim nonsense was if he knew her from somewhere. Of course, she didn't care cause he was a man… but someone she had rejected… and had her autographed album…

"… You lie…" She denied. It just couldn't be true. This boy who talked down to her, the one who made a fool out of her in both the contest and when she found out his 'true nature'… was a fan? So then that slip of the tongue back on their date… "I don't believe you! There's no way you could have…"

"Singing in the shower…" Michael cut her off, now making Miku's eyes practically bulge out of her sockets… no way… he couldn't be… "Make believing I'm on a stage…" he continued after stopping for a pause. "Hearing my voice resounding through…" Miku would be crying if she wasn't so shocked… this was the song… the song she sang at that World Tour as a human. Of course, he wasn't singing it, just repeating the words.

"Riverbanks bouncing off each wall around me, every echo sounds so special and astounding… Even though I am happy, I hope I won't forget… how I felt once before…" Michael then finally stopped, letting the words sink in with Miku, which was having the appropriate affect. The Spirit he nicknamed The Feminist… was rendered completely speechless. No insults. No remarks… Nothing. But silence.

" That was just one of the songs… the first… and last… I'd ever hear your voice in real time." Michael said, his tone still soft and it held emotion from the lyrics he repeated. "… When I was younger, I heard you were going on a World Tour. It was advertised all over the place! Video games, magazines… fuck, even those shitty school lunch milk cartons!" A flashback is generated showing exactly what Michael had said. First there were a few posters of Miku (though younger), some inside magazines, then some were pop-up ads on online video games people would play. Finally, some kids were showing eating school lunch, with the milk cartons having Miku's face right on it.

" I practically begged my farther to get me tickets. I made sure I did all my homework, got the best possible grades on my tests, did chores perfectly… hell, I even cleaned the house better than I kept my own room! Just praying I'd get to see my favorite superstar in person. One bigger and brighter than Miley Cyrus, Rihanna Fenty, or Taylor Swift combined!… And they were caught in REAL scandals!" The flashback continues, showing Michael begging his father, doing all his chores, etc. A poll was also shown of tons of female talent, but Miku rocketed up the ranks like a NASA space shuttle! The Spirits popularity (though human at the time) only continued to increase as controversies surrounded the other aforementioned singers and others like them.

" When I finally got to see you perform, I heard that same passion. It may have been only one concert… but it was the best day of my life. " A little boy, a younger version of Michael, watched as the younger version of Miku sang her heart out. "And after that, I managed to not only snag one of the last copies of your show; but I even got it signed by the girl herself." Little Michael was shown watching Young Miku's performance with practically stars for eyes. He also got the last album being sold at the merch counter, and was even luckily enough to be the last person Young Miku took for an autograph, whom signed it with a smile on her own face.

"I knew that might be the last time I ever saw you in person, but still… I wanted to continue to support you…" As years flew by, Michael's room as a child had a few more CDs and such other merch Miku's studio gave out. "But maybe a few years after that, you vanished like an Airbender when the Fire Nation attacked." That same flashback shows Miku's article about the scandal she was allegedly involved in, but not much else after that as she was in Japan and he was in the US and thus, he had no knowledge of this.

"So yes, Miku. I DO understand… cause I was there. And the sound of that voice nor the girl it belonged to never left my memory. Even as I grew up and outgrew the merch… I neverstopped listening… Kotori still makes fun of me for it." Michael continued on his rant. And the more he spoke, the harder it was for Miku to continue to deny him. Part of her thought this was way too convenient… but the other part couldn't help but ask, could it really be possible?

For the second time throughout their interactions in this building; Yoshino's, Yuzuru's and Kaguya's voiced repeated in her head again:

"He'll never stop… not for anyone…"

"He never gives up! He's one of those Bakas' who'd stare Death right in the eye!"

"He refuses to sugarcoat how he feels, so it all comes from a genuine place."

Miku then noticed Michael gripped Sandalphon really tightly. "If only I'd been there… maybe if I spoke up… maybe… I don't know! Even 11, 12 or 13 year-old me could've done… I don't know! Something!" It was around here Miku was starting to see what the girls were talking about. The emotion on his face was something no actor could replicate via pretend, no matter how much practice they got.

"Miku… no, Tsukino.. . Even if I die saving Tohka tonight, just know when you thought everyone abandoned you, at least I never did!"

XXX

Miku's eyes slowly fluttered open as Michael's last sentence echoed in her ears. She then slowly sat up in her bed wearing some PJ's and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes before she then smiled a few seconds later. It was just a dream… a dream that brought back so many memories. Some good, some bad… but mostly good. Those flashes in that dream also being flashbacks.

It felt like only yesterday all that crazy stuff happened; meeting Michael, spending time with "Michelle" (which she honestly enjoyed), fighting DEM and then a Dark version of Tohka and in that same battle, him taking a blow meant for her when her voice got strained just like before and she had no possible way of surviving such an attack even with her Spirit Armor.

And to top it all off… he was a fan…

Since that day, they had gotten so much closer. Her finally giving up her power and kissing him/becoming naked in front of him, then using her real voice… and crying when she saw people still loved it. She even got a standing novation, something her power never got her without manipulation. And when that happened, all the memories of the good times before the made-up scandal came flooding back, The Diva feeling as if a huge weight was lifted off her shoulders after so long.

Michael was right… like he said back at DEM HQ, she was so afraid people would reject her, she was the one pushed them away first. And when she finally met "Michelle", she was secretly looking for someone she could relate to. But at the end of the day, the connections she made via her Angel Gabriel were not genuine, for she was scared she could never have a real connection with anyone ever again.

Kaguya, Yuzuru and Yoshino were right… he never did give up… and his words, while harsh and straightforward, were all meant to try and help her. It was tough love.

She owed so much to him: seeing there was still good in humanity, there were still fans out there would and did enjoy her, the new friends she's made and without the use of her former powers… and she was able fo feel again. Just thinking about how far Michael had went not just for the other girls, but especially her even after all she did to him; it made her heart that she previously kept locked start swelling, her chest feeling very warm as these thoughts entered her mind.

She had to thank him… somehow. But not just any way. It had to be a certain way. The question was, how? Another date maybe?… Perhaps, but what kind? She thought about this as she put a finger under her chin. They've been to so many places already, sometimes twice. And Tengu City, while decently sized, had only so many places one could go.

Maybe she'll head on to breakfast before thinking more about it. Maybe a full stomach could help her gather her thoughts more clearly. She got out of bed finally, and did the morning routine: shower, brush teeth/hair, decide which outfit to wear which would also capture Michael's attention… ya know, the normal things.

Right as she finished and left her room, she craned her neck to close the door and when she turned around…

BUMP!

Miku/Kurumi: AH!

SPLAT!

Kurumi had bumped into Miku, both girls knocking each other down on their butts, and both moaning about it. Just before impact, Kurumi had a dreamy look on her face… which wasn't uncommon for her if she thinks about "eating", and just like when she ran into those punks before subsequently eating them, she wasn't paying any attention to where she was going as a result.

"Oooooh… Kurumi?" Asked Miku, opening her eyes to see the Nightmare Spirit herself, not expecting to run into her. This was also very ironic considering her dream this morning.

"Ara, sorry. My apologies," Kurumi said upon getting up, also seeing whom she ran into and bowed to her. "I…" Kurumi was gonna try and brush this under the rug, but then thought more about it and decided not to. With her signature smirk slowly coming out, she decided to mess with Miku a little. "I must still be a little out of it. I didn't much sleep last night."

Miku got up herself, brushing herself off. "Humph. Then start going to bed early and stop sending Yourselves to phase around the house." She said, as this was a habit for Kurumi given she had been in her own and had her Clones keep watch when she was asleep or something. Even Nightmares needed sleep apparently. Sometimes her Clones would be either on the roof or around the outer perimeter of the house, or around the inside of it… literally.

Things coming out of walls from a dark mass never got any less creepy, no matter how long you live with it…

"Hehe… Sorry. I hope I wasn't too loud," she said, using 'I' to refer to herselves rather than just herself; at least that's what Miku assumed. "Especially considering last nights…" Kurumi smirked a bit wider upon saying: "Activities…"

Miku paused before looking at the Time-Eater again, with a bit of confusion. Too loud? Last nights activities?… What was she going on about now? And why in that flirty tone of voi…?

Wait a second… Why was she on this side of the hallway anyway? Kurumi's room was down on the other end… why was she coming from the opposite direction? And from the direction of Michael's room?

"Oh yes. They really tuckered me out," Kurumi continued, then put a hand on her cheek… why were they getting red? Was she forcing that? "*sigh* And it was so rough too. I should have known he was the dominating type." She added in a sigh like how girls in anime would give their crush as they walked past them. "Such a shame… we couldn't even make it to the Nurse's Office."

The words Kurumi used had obvious double-meanings, each one filling Miku's head with what they could possibility mean (she couldn't help that). At the same time, this was common of Kurumi, making innuendos to tease Michael and/or her fellow Spirits. But that last one however, made Miku's mouth open. Although Miku had no qualms with this bevy of babes becoming a harem, she even supported the idea… Kurumi was the one exception. Not only because of her dark powers that still freaked her out, but because the Time Spirit could be as flirtatious as herself around him, not to mention she kept saying she 'wanted to become one with him'… though he would usually respond with 'our shadows will never merge outside the Nurse's Office'.

Of course, Miku later learned the context behind it via conversations with the other girls. Apparently like the rest of them, Michael also dated Kurumi (which wasn't too surprising, she was gorgeous), but she was the first time where he took it upon himself to try and win her over. The Nurse's Office thing was also just a running gag between them for what happened between them during that time, which is also where his nickname for her "Time Wizardess" and her name for him "Macho Michael" came from.

With that being said, the context she was putting Nurse's Office in…

Just seeing Miku's reaction was funny to the Time Spirit, giggling as she slowly began turning around. "I'm going to grab a bite downstairs… don't worry; I'm sure Mikey will save some for you." Kurumi said, leaving the Diva in the hallway alone, the Spirit in question trying to comprehend/process what she just heard.

XXX

Down in the kitchen, the girls and Michael were having breakfast, though Michael was currently cleaning the mess via dish washing complete with an apron. Miku was unusually silent the whole time however, most likely due to the conversation she had with Kurumi upstairs. She just sat there, and while she did take a bite now and again, she mostly just spun her chopsticks in her plate.

"Um, Miku?" Someone tugged at Miku's sleeve, getting her attention. When she looked at whom did it, she saw Yoshino doing so before stopping. "Are you okay? You've been quiet all morning." The youngest (physically youngest mind you) Spirit asked the older one.

Before Miku answered, Yoshinon responded. "She must be having dirty thoughts," the Puppet said, which made Miku recoil a bit.

"Yoshinon!" Yoshino reprimanded her rabbit.

"Well it can't be a stomach virus! Think about it. She's a lovely, attractive lady; he's a proud, independent man! In fact, HE'S probably having his own right now!" The Puppet continued, which got his puppeteer to get slightly red. Even Miku flushed a little but it was less noticeable.

"If I could throw that sock in the incinerator…" Michael mumbled while hearing everything Yoshinon just said, knowing if he did toss him, problems would arise; but it didn't stop him from dreaming. The Puppet can be funny at times, but he also found his comedy inconveniently timed.

Then again, living with a bunch of cute girls… the rabbit wasn't entirely wrong…

"No… I'm fine. Just tired, I guess. I uh… had a late recording session, that's all." Miku assured Yoshino/Yoshinon, making an excuse. Not to say she hasn't had late nights before, but nothing that she wasn't already used too.

"Then should you really be drinking juice?" Michael's voice came over, sounding pretty close too. When Miku turned, he was directly next to her. This normally wasn't a problem for her, but with the thoughts currently in her thanks to a certain someone… "Isn't that the first rule of singing? Only drink water when your voice is strained?" He added while swapping her cup with a bottle of water, which made Miku's heart swell seeing Michael paid attention.

Kurumi of course saw this, and couldn't help herself. She HAD to tease her again. Before doing so, she gave her signature soft chuckle. "Well isn't that sweet? Macho Michael making sure to keep our little idol nice and lubricated."

Before Mike or Miku could answer, Tohka spoke up. "Lubricate?…" She asked, unfamiliar with the term, then her eyes lit up and sparkled a few seconds later as she gasped in happiness. "Isn't that the water that can be sweet, spicy or fruity, and makes chicken and fish taste 10 times better?!" She asked ecstatically.

"And for the 20th time, its called marinate…" Michael corrected with a whine. Tohka mixing up words was cute, but when it was words that rhymed and on multiple occasions, it got pretty old.

"Hmhm. She's not wrong…" Kurumi said, now going over to and leaning up against Michael, though she did so via her shadow, using her power as teleportation. Michael, despite the fact that Kurumi had done this while she was on her own, was caught off-guard. "Gotta keep it nice and moist."

Miku was literally in the middle of taking a sip of her bottle and closing its top when she saw this happen, putting the bottle down and away from her mouth while doing so.

"Kurumi! You'd better not!" Kotori warned.

"Oh relax, Lavagirl. I'm not gonna eat him…" Kurumi promised, but then leaned closer into him, near his ear. "Then again, he still looks so delicious…" She said before giving his cheek a deliberately slow lick upwards. Unlike the other girls, she had no problem showing off THIS type of affection out in the open, and it would always catch them off guard no matter how many times she done it.

Today, Miku was more effected by it than usual. So much so she began gripping her bottle. Of course, as it was closed now, the sudden pressure had nowhere to go.

"I'm kinda raw right now, not a good idea." Michael said with gritted teeth. It also sounded like he was struggling to keep his head on straight.

"I'm not worried. Nothing a little cooking oil can't fix." Kurumi continued, having finished her lick and was now nibbling his ear.

"I'm gonna oil the gears on your clock in about 5 seconds!" Mikey warned her while still gritting his teeth, now getting annoyed and close to turned-on at the same time. This only further aggravated Kotori, and Tohka was also getting involved. As for Miku herself, she just continued to involuntarily squeeze her bottle tighter and tighter until…

POP!

The pressure within the bottle was eventually too much, and the cap went soaring into the air before landing somewhere in the room. Water also came out from the top of the bottle itself as nothing was stopping it. This of course got the attention of everyone, even Miku herself looked shocked at what she just did.

"Uh… Miku?" Asked Kaguya.

"Observation. She appears to be quite mad." Yuzuru said.

Miku just sat at the table, water dripping down her arm and still taken aback by her own actions. Eventually, she got up and left the room in embarrassment, refusing to meet anyone's gaze.

XXX

Miku was back in her own room, sitting on her bed… that was so embarrassing! She couldn't believe she lost her cool like that. It was all that damn Nightmares fault! If she didn't fill her head with those thoughts this morning…

No… she can't totally blame her. That'd be just like the old Miku, blaming everyone else for her own mistakes. While yes Kurumi planted seeds in her mind, it was Miku who gave them water instead of digging them up and tossing them out.

*Knock, knock*

Knocking came at Miku's door. "Um… come in?" She said, unsure who it could be, but gave permission to enter her abode. She swore though, if that Nightmare was coming in…

The creaked open to reveal Michael popping his head in. "M-Michael?" Miku asked.

"Is it safe to enter?" He asked, obviously joking. "I don't know what that bottle did to piss you off…" He added, still joking.

Miku smiled. "Its fine. Your ok." She granted him permission, so the Spirit Sealer entered the room. He also closed the door for privacy.

"So, ya mind telling me what that was all about? That was so unlike you this morning." Mike said, taking a seat next to her. "Usually your all hugs and kisses." He said, then swooned. "Oh, good morning, everybody! How's about a big good morning kissy-wissy!" He added, mimicking Miku's voice while swaying back and forth, making lite of her usual style.

Miku smiled a little bit more. Typical Michael. "Its nothing, Darling. It's just…" she began to admit, but then trailed off before going silent. Would this be an appropriate time to ask if he did 'it' with Kurumi?… Would ANY time be?

Again, she didn't care under normal circumstances if this was/became a harem, but Kurumi was… well, Kurumi. It didn't help the Nightmare was also easy on the eyes like her and Tohka…

"Just what?" Michael asked. He didn't mean to pry, but it was clear something was bothering the poor idol. "Come on. You can tell me." Miku still didn't answer. What was she gonna say: 'Kurumi said some things, so did you clock her last night?' Miku never considered herself the jealous type in this harem; that spot was usually reserved for Kotori, Tohka and Origami. When she still did not give an answer…

"It's not another cuck wanting 'extra nice' is it?" Michael said, Miku could also hear the anger building up in his voice. "Just when you got back your…" She could hear the emotion in his voice as well.

"No!" Miku said quickly, cutting him off. "It's not that!"

"Miku…" Michael said, not able to helping himself with sounding doubtful as Miku left her fans in the dark for so long, which included him.

HUG!

Miku suddenly hugged him, which did catch him off guard at first because he wasn't expecting it. "I swear… if that ever happened again, you'd be the first person I'd tell… I promise." She said softly in an effort to calm him down.

Michael slowly hugged her back after a few seconds, wrapping his arms around her back, and also patting her back with one of his hands at intervals. This also severed to calm Miku down as well.

Michael: I mean, if the pay is good, and as long as you come home to me…

Miku widened her eyes, then stopped the hug before punching him in a shoulder. "Jerk!" She said with a hard stare at him…

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…

"… Hahahahaha!" They both laughed at each other over this, and continued to laugh about it for about 10 more seconds before calming down.

"So your positive everything's ok? Nothing serious?" Michael asked once more. This made Miku's chest feel warm, seeing him care about her well-being, even after all the craziness she put him through.

"Yes. I feel better now, its just… been one of those mornings, you know?" Miku excused. Michael then gave her a head pat, something the girls (even Kurumi, which surprised him) seemed to like, also ruffling her beautiful long hair.

"If you need anything, I'll be slaving back inside" Michael said before getting up. Just before he got too far from the bed…

GRAB!

Something held him back. Looking back, he noticed Miku had quickly grabbed his hand, and was looking down and away from him in an almost embarrassed way. "Darling…" she began, then took a pause. What was wrong her? That Kurumi really did a number on her this morning. "There is one thing…" she added, but then paused again. "Would you… take me on a Date today?" She said as she looked up with almost pleading eyes.

"A Date?" He repeated. Honestly after his life had pretty much become a Dating Sim, he shouldn't be surprised anymore, but he was never asked out in the morning this early. Usually it'd be in the midday range, or after school, or at the very least an hour (or two) before noon; but never this soon before. "Like, right now?" He asked. This wasn't the first time Miku asked him out quickly and point-blank, she had done so with 'Michelle', but that was for the purpose of Sealing her.

Miku started feeling self-conscious… was it true then? Was that reaction evident of activities with a Nightmare? Did that mean he didn't like her anymore?… She mentally shook it off. There was no time to think about that right now. "Why?… Do you not want too?"

"No! It's fine!" Michael immediately defended. "That sounds fun, ya just caught me off guard, that's all." Miku felt a little better upon hearing that, smiling again. So it was a Date then!

XXX

Miku and Michael ended up leaving the Spirit Apartment a couple of hours later. Miku was dressed in her causal clothes, a pink shirt and blue skirt. While Michael was also going causal as well, wearing dark blue jeans and a white henley shirt, complete with light-toned white sports jacket.

"So, Darling? What's our Date going to be?" Miku asked. From what she understood, he would get hints from Kotori.

"First things first…" Michael said, pulling out his earpiece with his left hand from out of his left ear with a popping sound.

"Michael! So help me, if you…!" Kotori's voice came from it, but…

TOSS! *WHISTLE*

With a smile, the boy yeeted the item to the right with a strong flick of his wrist in that direction. It ended up hitting a wall, then landing in a bucket below that was filled with water with a plopping sound.

Kotori: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Needless to say, the Commander wasn't happy.

"Second off…" Michael said before…

Smooch.

"MUMPH!" Miku was taken aback, eyes widened for Michael had suddenly kissed her. This was also ironic, as she kinda did the same thing during their first kiss. However, she felt a tingling sensation on her lips, which was Michael returning some of her Spirit Power, which also causes her to regain a portion of her Astral Dress (in this case, the moon accessory). Why? She didn't know… that's not to say she didn't like it, but a warning to prepare herself for it would have been nice.

(AN: For context, Michael will learn how to consciously transfer Spirit Power back to the Spirit in question in the main story. From what I understand, this is something Shido never did or had no knowledge how to do.)

It was a quick kiss though, so not all of her power was given back. Once Michael pulled away, she of course was stunned. Michael then pointed upwards, moving his hand up and down quickly a few times. At first, Miku didn't get it… until she really put 2-and-2 together, took a breath in…

Miku: LAAAAAAAAA!

As Miku's sound waves were released, 4 floating cameras of Fraxinus became visible since Miku's powerful voice made their screens crack and systems short-circut. Like flies, they dropped out of the sky, each hitting the ground and breaking one-by-one.

BUZZZZZZZZZZZZ!

The camera feed to Fraxinus… all the camera feeds… were nothing but static.

"… Commander… we've lost visual… again…" Kyouji said. Kotori didn't even answer. She was just sitting there at her desk, trying (and failing) to not show anger or annoyance… her right lower eyelid twitching. The amount of times her 'darling big brother' had pulled this…

XXX

"An Italian Restaurant?" Miku asked, surprised at Michael ending up taking her here of all places. They stopped in front of a restaurant named: La Bella Vita Ristorante. It also had a chalkboard stand at the front of its doors, said entrance having a stereotypical Italy aesthetic.

"Yeah. You once said you wanted to go to one, didn't you?" Michael said, then asked to confirm if he heard correctly. Miku once again felt very warm inside her body. That was such a long time ago, that even she completely forgot about it, but was glad Michael remembered.

Once they got inside, the waiter helped them out right away, which either due to excellent customer service or Miku's mere presence (both could also be true). They started out with just waters, talked a bit, and even continued to do so after the food arrived. They both shared a Louis XIII (which was a small 20cm pizza meant for two, with Michael perfectly timing a dry: "they haven't met Tohka"), also shared some Bruschetta and of course… can't go wrong with a little pasta.

'Out of all the girls; only she, Tohka and Kurumi would be the most expensive…' Michael thought to himself with a groan, dreading what the bill will look like as he took a sip of water. Both Kurumi and Miku having come from rich families, and Tohka was… well, she's Tohka. That's not to say he wasn't having a good time; but his poor, defenseless wallet…

Miku was honestly having a nice time herself, her Happiness Meter almost maxed out according to Ratatoskr (who reestablished visual contact earlier), sitting at a 95% rating and slowly increasing. "Not bad. As long as his big mouth doesn't screw everything up, we could wrap this up pretty soon." Kotori said in a pleased tone, having gotten over the running gag between her and her brother.

Right as the waiter took the bill Michael had paid for, the small band that was playing for this restaurant just finished another song. It was a trio, 2 guys and one girl, a cute one at that. She had a slender figure with brunette hair almost as long as Kurumi's longest twin tail, also wearing a Fruitta Linen Midi dress to match the Italian theme. She was the singer as well, and taking a bow after another performance. She even said "thank you" in Italian, getting claps from some of the costumers.

Michael turned in his chair to hear the commotion. "Hmmm… she's not bad. Could be an idol if she wanted." He commented, really meaning nothing by it.

Miku however, stopped drinking her water and (learning from her mistake this morning) put the cup down. She couldn't help but feel jealous again, but held most of it in as not to make said mistake again. "Are you saying that stick figure of a bimbo is actually better than me?" She asked him with a frown.

Michael turned back around before answering her. "Huh?… No! Not at all, just saying she has a good voice."

Miku's Happiness just dropped from 99%… to 68%. Alarms went off in Fraxinus to signal this. "NICE GOING, GIOVANNI!" Yelled Kotori, not that Michael could hear her without his earpiece. That's not say he didn't clearly see he screwed up as her frown deepened the moment the Meter took a nosedive.

'Oh, shit. Feminist's pissed.' He thought to himself with a veryconcerned look on his face. Right as he went to apologize…

"BENE! BENE! Another beautiful number from the lovely Francesca!" Said an employee coming over with a wireless mic, clapping said mic since he was holding it with his other hand. The restaurant of course continued to clap for the singer, now named Francesca. "As per tradition, we'd like to request 1 couple to volunteer for our next number." He continued.

"Heh. Any victims?" Giggled Francesca talking into her own mic, which got Miku's Happiness to drop 5 more points. It reminded her so much of Kuru…

Then; her Happiness regained those 5 points, getting an idea while smiling a calculating smile. She immediately got up from her seat, went around the table, and grabbed Michael by his wrist forcing him to get up. He didn't get the chance to protest even as he made a "waaaaah"-ing sound as he was yanked.

"La Bella is known to host singing contests. I figured that was the reason Michael took her there in the first place" said Reine, though now judging from Michael's reaction, that clearly was not the case.

Kotori looked at Reine when she said that, then grinned before taking out her lollipop. "Overlooked that one; didn't ya, Ladies Man?"

XXX

"Can't believe you dragged me into this..." Michael groaned in a low whisper to Miku, both of them standing by their own mic they had to share. He actually could believe it, he just didn't think it would actually happen. Even if this make up for the lost Happiness, he wasn't too big of a fan of singing himself, with or without a band backing him up.

"We'll be fine. With both of us, we'll put on a performance they'll never forget!" Miku said in a whisper back, though gestured with her hands afterword.

"In front of all these people?!" Michael's whisper cracked, the boy getting nervous. This wasn't NEARLY as big as the stage Miku used as a home base during the… performance. But it still freaked him out. He was a people person maybe, but not a crowd person. That was Miku's department.

"Oh please, Darling. This is nothing. Besides, you've done it before." Miku brought up.

"That's only cause Michelle was keeping you out of her pants!" Michael snapped at her. Regardless, the next song began to play, meaning lyrics were coming soon. He sighed, mentally preparing himself. He might as well suck it up, put a game face on, and just go along with it. 'My life really IS a Dating Sim…'he mentally groaned to himself.

Michael: Everyone downcast in a ci-tyyyyyyyyy…

Miku: (songs softy with a smile) Dead or alive…

Francesa: Where a dry wind, blows straight through!

Miku leered at the girl as she joined the song, she couldn't help it.

Miku: (continues to look at Francesca with her eyes, with a bit of a frown) My eyes sought for some liiiiiiight…

Francesca: (looks at Miku with her own eyes while smiling, either knowing or unaware of the pop idle was entering a competitive state) Dead or alive…

You could literally see a stream of electricity between Miku and Francesca's heads as they glared at each other, even as they were separated by spilt-screen panels.

Michael: But all they see, is des-pair.

'That lyric's so relatable right now…' Michael couldn't help but think with a sweatdrop that the very lyric he just sang perfectly matched his current situation.

Francesca: My screams can't reach any-oooooooone!

Miku at this point grabbed Michael's hand with one of her own, as if staking a claim on him and letting the other girl (which she still couldn't help but draw parallels to Kurumi) that he was hers. Whether or not Francesca was even interested in him at all was up for debate.

Miku: So he'll stop me with hands that I'm loo-king FOR!

All 3: In this world, where everything is broken, I never understood why…

While all 3 where still singing together, both Miku and Francesca raises their volumes louder so Michaels was drowned out by the next line of the chorus.

Miku and Francesca: But I'm still afraid of the kindness, you'll show me!

Again Michael, and even Miku this time as well, felt that last line described the two of them just now. Miku couldn't believe a man could show kindness without an ulterior motive, because she was afraid of opening her heart. Yet here she was… on a date with one… and singing with him.

Although still in a competitive state, her Happiness Meter was quickly rising back up, now up to 89%.

All 3: There's a gaping hole, in my heart, will you be the one to fill iiiiiiiiiiit?…

For the final line, Miku and Francesca raised their volumes again, pretty much muting Michael a second time.

Miku and Francesca: Make your choice… Please choose me!

An instrumental kicked in, and the song continued on for about another 3 minutes with more lyrics to sing. Even if he protested at first, Michael did get into it eventually, and was having fun himself. Miku also appeared to be enjoying herself even as she was trying to outdo the other singer without the use of her powers even though she still had that moon hair-clip from her armor. Once the song ended, the entire establishment cheered.

Some was then shown at a table by herself with a small plate and glass of water in front of her, watching the show from a distance… a girl wearing a black gothic Lolita dress.

"Hmhm… dinner, AND a show." She joked to herself as a waitress passed in front of her. When the waitress finally DID pass her… she was gone…

XXX

Miku and Michael got back home a little later than expected, it was night now and everyone else was probably asleep, including the Fraxinus crew… unless Kurumi was on patrol again, but they'll have no way of knowing until and if she reveals herself. Besides, Miku's Happiness maxed out today, and they did kiss when in private away from prying eyes (which also removed the moon accessory of her Astral Dress). By Ratatoskr's policy, this was determined a mission success and they left them alone afterward.

Miku had a seriously wonderful time today. Sure she had fun dates with Michael before, but this one seemed different… special even… like it was just for them.

"Did you have to buy so many costumes? Got a Halloween themed show planned or something?" Michael asked as they walked into Muki's room (him no longer wearing the jacket anymore, having taken it off sometime before), the boy carrying 2 large and overly-stuffed bags. You see on the way home, they passed a costume store…

"Always be prepared!" She said while holding a finger up.

"Well, at least it wasn't a lingerie store…" He muttered so she couldn't hear. He dealt with it for Kurumi, but Miku he wasn't sure he could handle that, especially since he's already seen her size during his and Kurumi's… reconnaissance mission. He put the bags in a corner next to her closet.

"Darling," Miku said, then blushed a bit. "… thank you… for today. It was really fun."

"Hey, no sweat." Michael assured. "I mean, a little nerve-racking, but I had fun too." He added with a smile.

Miku couldn't help but flush a bit deeper, knowing what he meant. "Yeah… sorry about that singing thing. I couldn't help myself; we were both having a nice time, both of us duetting together, Kurumi had…" She almost slipped. She stopped herself, but Michael already heard it.

"Huh?… What about Kurumi?…" He asked. Don't get him wrong, everyone was cautious around Kurumi because… well… its Kurumi. But for Miku it was a special case. Kurumi was the first Spirit that proved to her that she was nothing but a big fish in an even bigger pond, with sharks like The Nightmare herself swimming around in it.

For the third time: Miku + Harem = Ok.

Miku + Harem + Kurumi = Hell no.

"*sigh* Dear God, what did she do now?…" He added with a groan.

Miku just looked at him, then smiled, and shook her head once. "… never mind." She said, willing to drop it. Kurumi was probably just messing around like she always does. And even if she DID do it with him, it didn't matter. Michael showed, then again had always showed, that there was still room in his heart for her as well.

"Night, Diva." Michael bid her a Good Night and gave her a smile before turning around to leave her room.

"Good night, Mic-" Miku was saying as she took a step forward, as she had to go to her dresser and get PJ's before getting out of her current clothes… but when she did, she forgot there was that wire along her floor connected to her flatscreen TV, and of course ended up starting to trip on it. "WAAAAAH!"

Michael: (turned back around to see what was wrong) Mi-? (Sees her incoming fast and puts up his hands to defend himself) DAAAAAH!

CRASH!

Both idol and her fan groaned, making the camera shake as well. It was a miracle the TV wasn't brought down with them. "Nrrrrr, the Trip Trope…" Groaned Michael, as he began to adjust his body to try and get up while being gentle with Miku's. At least the her floor had soft carpet…

"MMMMMMM…" Miku moaned softly with a closed mouth for some reason, her eyes also shutting a bit tighter than they already where. Michael wondered why, so he looked at Miku… and saw the reason…

When his hands were outstretched to defend himself, while his right hand was on her stomach, his left had accidentally pressed against her left breast, and he was inadvertently squeezing it slightly.

"GEEEEE-AAAAAAAAAAH!" He immediately retracted his hand, said hand visibly shaking violently when he did. "Miku! I am so sor-!"

Grab.

Michael tried to apologize to the pop idol, but she ended up grabbing the wrist of the offending hand. She stared at it, but her expression gave no indication of what she was thinking. Why was she doing that? What was she gonna do?

After a few seconds… Miku slowly put it back on that same breast, also repositioning her hand so it was on top of Michaels. "Miku, what are you…?" He was watching as Miku put his hand back on what it grabbed, and thought the girl was going crazy so he looked back up at her…

Her eyes… they held some things in them. They were glazing and gazing down at him with a variety of different intentions in them, and it combined with the new expression of her face.

He saw emotion. He saw happiness. He saw love. He saw want… He saw need.

"D… Darling…" Was all she said in a very low, soft and gentle tone of voice as she continued to look down at him. She even closed the distance between their faces slowly, her silver eyes getting closer to his while she let his hand go and used both her hands to hold herself up.

The camera focused on a close-up shot of their lips, maybe 2 inches apart as they held that position for a few more seconds before the distance closed up and contact was made. They kissed again, only this time it was more than a regular one, and with closed eyes. Michael couldn't deny her even if he tried too. The kiss deepened, tongues started getting involved, Miku even pressing herself closer as the kiss started getting more passionate.

She made her decision… she was gonna make a choice this time, and she wasn't gonna back down from it either. She loved Michael, and she was gonna show him just how much. If Kurumi could (or did) do it… then so could she! And do it better! No, 10x better than that Goth could only dream off!

Tonight… Michael was her's… and no one else's.

The kiss continued, Miku moaning into the kiss as their tongues clashed, which only made her press her body into him even more. Just like with Tohka and Kurumi before, these actions seem to have a reverse effect on his Spirit Sealing Ability, with Miku regaining her Astral Dress bit-by-bit.

At this point, Michael's instincts were starting to subconsciously kick in, and his hand that was smooshed between their chests began to squeeze, earning a deeper moan from Miku as a reward. She's never experienced something like this before. When Michael touched her, it felt much different than when she touched herself like washing her body… it felt like an electrical charge was sent throughout her body with even the small clearly unintentional squeeze by him.

That's when she decided… she wanted more. Hence the reason she placed his hand back before starting this. She had heard from the Wind Twins his fingers were like magic (granted it was with lotion or tanning oil, she couldn't really recall at the moment)… they certainly were.

Michael's other hand, which was on her waist now, snaked to her back, the motion sending tingles up Miku's spine despite his fingers not being near it yet. He continued to move it upwards slowly, the tips of his fingers sending chills up her spine in addition to the tingles. All this just caused more moans out of her.

She wanted to make him feel the same way, so going by instinct herself, she put her hands on his body and floor for leverage. One hand was on his shoulder, the other was on the side of his head near the other shoulder. Not only did this allow deeper body pressing, but she also rubbed it up and down his own.

Their tongues were tying together now, neither was giving in, making saliva drip down the sides of their lips. Michael was rubbing Miku's back with his right hand, which she didn't mind, and his hand working on her left breast eventually went to her right one, which she wasn't complaining about… but his right hand also went a bit too far south and cupped one of her butt cheeks. Her reaction to that of course was a LOUD moan into his mouth… that's not to say she didn't like it, it just surprised her. It also made he own grip on him tighten as well.

This was incredible… this was something she'd never thought she'd feel ever again after becoming a Spirit! It felt like passion… it felt like love…

Of course, with their bodies pressed so close together, along with the ministrations one did to the other; it was only a matter of time until they both ran out of air. With a few final moans, Miku and Michael finally parted as they gasped for air, a thin thread of saliva the only evidence of their union before that snapped. They both breathed heavily, both getting oxygen back into their lungs, yet they couldn't take their eyes off the other. Miku of course noticed her Spirit Armor was back, but didn't find that too important right now.

Now Miku's eyes had lust in them, and she has been feeling something poking her towards the end… she didn't want to stop. She wasn't going to stop… she wasn't done. Not yet.

She backed up off of Michael, but all she really did was reposition herself near his pants as she looked down at them… and the tent it was pitching. It was here Mikey got a little nervous. "Miku! Wait!" He requested of her, but she looked at him with lustful, yet pleading eyes.

They seemed to innocently ask: "Can/Can't I?" or "Do you not want too?"

He couldn't say 'No' to a face like that. He sighed before answering. "Can we, at least get comfortable first?"

It was here Miku realized they had been doing this on the floor the entire time. How disgraceful! Not to mention unsanitary! Stuff like this should be done in comfort, and properly! They both moved to her bed, where Miku went to continue where she started. "Not to sound like a generic FanFiction character, but… you sure?" Michael asked her. "We can take this slow if you want. Just don't feel like you have too."

Miku's Happiness Meter would be overflowing right now if it was turned on in Fraxinus. He still looked out for her even during times like these. It was sweet, but she wanted to do this… she felt ready to do this. Michael would normally have done this part himself, but something told him it would probably be better if he let Miku figure this out on her own.

Miku undid his pants to see… well, what else would you find down there? It was currently blocked by his briefs, yet that did nothing to conceal its size. She wasn't even gonna guess the length. She slowly undid the final article only for Little Michael to come flopping out… and straight up.

She once called this thing gross when she unintentionally touched it through his skirt at the time, but she couldn't call it that right now. It was more strange to her than anything. It was just a long, fleshy… thing. A thing that appeared to be twitching… ok, maybe it was a little gross.

Well, she had gotten this far, so she might as well continue; but now she was stuck. What was she supposed to do with… ok, lets get one thing straight. She hated men before, sure; but that didn't mean she didn't know what it was for. She knew where it was supposed to go… but was that all she could do?

As she was looking down at Michael's package, she saw her own two packages on her chest… actually, that horny TV producer had eyed them lustfully before she became a Spirit. Maybe…

While she still had no idea what she was doing, she undid the top of her Astral Dress. She was gonna take it all off, but got an idea and left her bra on. She once saw this slightly-crumbled note in Tohka's room about crawling on all fours…

She crawled over slowly to Michael, crawling over his body while not taking her eyes off of his before sitting down on him. At first, Michael didn't know what she was doing, and his hesitation caused Miku to get slightly nervous. She had heard that when it came to this kind of stuff, some guys had size preferences… don't get her wrong, she was proud of her body, but did he not like them?… Were they too big for him?

Michael of course now saw what she wanted him to do, and could also see his silence was making Miku second-guess herself. The last thing he wanted to do was make her feel uneasy. He felt he had to saw something. "… I'm nervous too." Was his answer. Even if he had done this with other cute girls beforehand, he was still unsure of his own abilities in this department.

It also didn't help that this was the exact same type of bra that Kurumi thought she could "fit her head in", then wanted "Michelle to try it on"…

This did seem to calm Miku down a little, but not by much. Michael did slowly go for Miku's bra, getting it off and fully exposing her breasts out in the open air. As he was taking it off, she did moan softly from being touched again, then she flushed red once he stared at them. She was only teasing when she called him a perv after Sealing her, but was he? Or was he disgusted by their appearance?

He saw his silence was having a negative affect, so he felt the need to speak again. "Your really hot."

The tension in Miku began to dissipate with his remark, the Spirit now feeling she can finally relax. Her confidence also returned. Michael continued, figuring this is was Miku wanted, and began messing with her boobs again. Now being touched directly, Miku felt as if she was gonna melt, but she held on even while her moaning started up again.

Just like Tohka's and Kurumi's, Miku's boobs were also really soft. Softer even. They weren't pillows, they were like clouds. Miku seemed to enjoy his ministrations, for her back was starting to slightly arch, pushing them closer to him. "Ah… Ah… I knew… you were a pervert…" she joked while smiling at him, making a big mistake which she was about to learn the hard way…

Michael grinned before…

PINCH!

"AAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Miku arched back even further from the sudden jolt of electricity surging through her body. Michael had just pinched her nipples, which had gotten hard and sensitive due to his touching, which in turn caused her an overbearing amount of pleasure. It was a miracle she didn't inadvertently release her voice as loud energy sound waves from that.

And he didn't stop… this only made his massaging of her breasts, which was gentle before, more erratic. Pushing them up, pulling them down, swirling them around, squeezing them harder, repeating the up and down thing only one breast went up and the other down and this repeated in a sequence similar to kids riding a seesaw in a park. She kept moaning, with every touch he made; and the faster he massaged, the quicker her moans came.

Her body felt like jello at this point, and she slowly fell backwards, but the "torture" to her body only continued as Michael followed her and kept playing with her tits. Here is when Michael added a new attack: shoving his mouth into one breast (her right one this time), while one hand played with the other, now on top of her. This didn't bother Miku at all, she's never felt such pleasure before, and she felt her entire body heat up as her moans got even louder from this new attack.

"*sigh* And it was so rough too. I should have known he was the dominating type."

Kurumi's words and expression flashed in Miku's mind, so it really was true then?… That didn't matter to her. Right now, Michael was ravaging her, and wanted this to keep going. As this went on, she also felt something heat up in the pit of her stomach, and she had to press her legs together for she felt something would come out if she didn't.

Michael swapped his method of attack, his mouth on her left breast and his hand on her right. This of course got more moans from Miku only now she used a hand to cover her mouth as if to stop the noise, which was pretty much pointless as it was still audible. Her free hand was also gripping the comforter of her bed tightly.

Michael then nibbled ever so slightly on her nipple his mouth was working over, but that was enough to make Miku almost scream in pleasure and remove the hand covering her mouth. She wanted more… SO much more, so she grabbed his head and held it tightly against her chest, unable to control herself for she didn't want this feeling to go away. Michael granted her wish by biting more into it, which Miku released a moan that could have very easily been Spirit Power-enhanced if he didn't quickly remove himself and kissed her on the lips again, preventing that from happening and drowning out the noise. It was getting very difficult to hold back her restored power if he kept making her feel this way. She may end up blasting sound all over the city pretty soon.

They continued the new kiss, this one being rougher with Michael pretty much forcing his tongue into her mouth and wrestling his with hers, and she had just released her breath from the last attack that she barely had enough oxygen to think straight; though this seemed to only enhance the pleasure she was already feeling. They did part again, the duo breathing heavily from the intense make-out/foreplay session.

Miku had to admit, he was a good lover. Either it was all instinct or he was just that good at it. Whichever it was, she thoroughly enjoyed it.

"Ha… ha… ha… wow," was at she could say as she took breaths in, its the only thing she could think of. All these new emotions were swirling around inside her, her head spinning with so many new thoughts she didn't think she had. Flirting and asking to kiss a burned tongue over stew were one thing, this was something else entirely. And she wasn't complaining.

That's when she felt his hardness pressing on her leg on her upper thigh… that's right. She had gotten so "preoccupied", she had wanted to do something originally, but forgot about it over the bliss.

"Hey, Darling?" She asked. "Can I… try something?" She added to her question.

Try something? What was she up too, Michael couldn't help but think. "What? You gotta ask now?" He joked, obviously referring to her returned power.

"Lay down, jackass." Miku said with a smile. As requested, he got off of her and laid back down on her bed, with his meat being the only thing standing up. She looked down at it… she had an idea, but wasn't sure if it would work or not. She honestly didn't know what she was doing or why; but something told her he might like this. He was like a beast over her breasts a minute ago, so maybe…

A little nervous, she went to touch his dick to try her plan… it twitched again the very second her fingers grazed it, causing the pop idol to recoil… Jesus, this thing was so weird! Was that normal? Or was he doing that on purpose?

Michael could have told her its got a mind if its own, but its probably better for her to figure this stuff out by herself. It was honestly cute how the one normally so confident in front of other people, would be taken aback by this kind of stuff with just the two of them.

Despite her nervousness and uncertainty, Miku was willing to continue and tried again. She reached for his cock again, wrapping her fingers around it… it was warm. And hard. If her eyes were closed, she would have thought she was holding a sausage-shaped rock… a rock with a pulse (at least thats what she thought she was feeling).

With his most sensitive item being touched, Michael couldn't stop his toes from curling, which was visible even with him still wearing his socks. Miku saw this and immediately panicked, retracting her hand away again. Was that a bad idea? Did she do something wrong? Did that hurt him?!

"Your good." Michael told her. "Its just really sensitive."

That was all Miku needed to hear to relax again, so that reaction was a good thing. Of course, merely touching it wasn't her plan, so she got a bit closer to it before gently touching it again, now somewhat used to it. This was all still new to her, but she was slowly figuring it out. Michael didn't know exactly what Miku was planning. His mind was giving him a few ideas, but he let her continue.

Miku looked right as his rod, then down at something else. From Michael's POV, he couldn't tell what she was focused on, though he assumed it was his balls from his angle.

She began to move VERY close to his throbbing cock… and lifted her chest closer to… wait, so she was gonna…?

Smoosh.

Although a bit clumsily, Miku had just wrapped her giant honkers around Michael's dispenser, and pushed them together using her hands so the object in question was enveloped in 2 bags of softness. Michael couldn't help but feel a chill run up his spine now. This was something new that he hasn't experienced yet.

Judging from his reaction, Miku gathered as much herself. She could feel the rod get a bit harder in-between her breasts, so that means he liked it right? To be perfectly honest, the stiffness of his cock trapped in-between her pushed-together breasts felt decently good to her too, so she continued with this new tactic. Instinctively, she lifted them up and down as they squeezed Michael's snake, which made the boy shiver and his expression changed again. It looked the same as when she touched him, so she felt nervous but then realized… that wasn't pain. It was pleasure.

She couldn't believe it… her crazy idea was actually working! She was making him feel good too! With her confidence renewed, she increased the speed, thinking maybe that would enhance the feeling. It did on her end, his rough dick sliding up and down her soft tits at this faster pace felt better to her, so it must be for Michael, right?

It certainly did. Michael face was twisting with pleasure. He had fantasized about something like this (what can he say? He's a guy), but he never imagined it would feel this intense! The pillow-like chest of Miku combined with inexperience felt incredible as she moved her melons up and down, and her breathing on the tip when she gasped out air sent tingles over his dick. He now felt something burning inside of him, only he had no way to stop it.

If she didn't stop, she was in for a sticky surprise. "M-Miku…" He tried to warn her with eyes clenched shut. She heard him call her name, so she put her boobs down on his meat one last time when…

SPLURT!

"AHHH?!" That last movement was too much for Michael, and he ended up releasing his love juice before she could ask what was wrong. It landed all over Miku's face and chest, and she couldn't move away in time to avoid it.

She of course realized what this was… a mans cum… now soiling her. It felt warm as it hit her… sticky… and the smell it gave off… she didn't know why, but she kinda liked it. Being covered and soiled by Michael's bodily fluid… It also served to prove Michael DEFINITELY enjoyed her services as much as she did his.

It was also here she noticed his hardness began to soften a bit… wait, hold on… did she screw up somewhere?!

Michael seemed to sense her worry. "Miku… lay here for a second…" he patted next to him. She listened to him, and laid right next to him, where he began to scoot closer. Oh lord, what was he gonna do to her now? "Just, try to relax." He requested. Looking deep into eyes, Miku nodded a few seconds later, and tried to mentally prepare for whatever he was about to do.

Michael took his index finger pointed out, and slowly went towards Miku with it, whom watched the finger closely. He placed it above her right breast, and traced downwards. A small gasp left Miku's lips. He continued to trace down and then made a sharp turn to now trace in a circular motion around her breast, the idol now shutting her eyes due to the tingling feeling she was receiving. Michael only continued to make circles as he closed in on her nipple, Miku holding in moans her vocal cords wanted her to desperately release, her body shivering in pleasure. Her body was already hypersensitive, so those moans did leak out despite her mouth remaining shut.

He stopped over a very tender nipple. She was anticipating what he was gonna do that she couldn't keep the cute noises nor the shivering from stopping.

He slowly pressed into it like a button, releasing a soft moan from the Diva, and pressed as far as it would go before releasing it. With his finger still on it, he pushed her button again, a little quicker this time, earning another gasp. He continued to do this a few more times. Every time he pushed in and Miku gasped, he would release pressure before pushing again, increasing his speed each time to the point he was just rapidly pushing it in and out, of course getting moans of equal speed from the Spirit.

Hearing her cute moans and whimpers excited Michael, so his tool was hardening back up.

He stopped. Miku couldn't help but think: "What gives? Why'd he stop?" But then he traced down from the chesticle he was servicing down her belly, bending his finger as he went down like it was a slithering snake. Miku went back to moaning, trying and failing to hold them in and not make a sound. He finally traced down and did loops around…

Oh no… not there…

He stopped, then continued, then slowed and stopped again deliberately, making circles around her navel. This was too much! He was teasing her! She couldn't take it if he went in there! Thankfully though, he didn't and… traced downward…

No… no… ANY-where but THERE!… He couldn't!… He wouldn't!…

…

…

…

He did. She didn't see his smirk as her eyes were still shut as he pressed in.

"AAAAAAAAA-MUMPH!" Miku could not stop the full-on scream of pleasure as Michael pushed a finger on her panties, directly on top of her most sacred area. Luckily he used his free hand to position her head so he could shove his lips and tongue into her mouth, muffling its volume.

Now she got it. Since she touched him in his spot, he was returning the favor. It was only fair…

"MMM! MMM! MMM! MMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!" Miku moaned into his mouth as he continued pushing her underwear into her private area. She couldn't take it… She was soaking down there from all the things they have been doing the last few minutes, especially because of this.

Once he retracted his hand and pulled his head away, Miku pounced right on him, kissing him hard and pushing and rubbing herself against him again. Her body was going absolutely crazy! Now she was trying to tear his shirt off, but thankfully he got the message and assisted in this so his clothes were flung to the floor. Also as they kissed, Miku's power was once again resealed into Michael, leaving her completely naked. Of course just like their first kiss, she really didn't care.

They parted again, the idol looking down lovingly and lustfully at her fan, her eyes glazing from this entire experience. "Ha… Ha… I love you, Michael… so much…" she said in a voice that could be misinterpreted as crying. She kind of was in a sense, but without tears and it was out of happiness. She kissed him again, but gently and passionately this time. As they swapped spit again, she felt something poke her again…

Oh! Now she understood. So THAT'S how it works. When she kisses him, his body rewards her by his mast getting hard again. So she didn't screw up after all, she just had to work for it! That's a relief, and she had no issue "working" for it whatsoever… this intimate stuff seemed pretty easy!

They parted again, the idol staring lovingly into her fans eyes… she wanted him… she wanted him bad…

She sat up on top of him, fully sure this is what she wanted to do, and looked back at his fleshy bulb once last time. She still didn't know if he was a virgin like her or not, but this was gonna be they're moment regardless of that. She felt ready… ready to go all the way, so she readjusted herself and guided his key into her treasure chest lock…

The real question was: would it even fit?

She slowly began to lower herself on it, removing her hand once Michael's package was properly positioned, putting her hands on his shoulders for support… and stopped. It wasn't even fully in yet and she already felt it start spreading her lower lips. It was pleasurable… but why was there some pain involved in it? Wasn't this supposed to feel good? Maybe if she took it all in…

Michael saw what she was doing. "Miku, wait! You may wanna…" Michael tried to warn her for obvious reasons.

She impaled herself into him, unaware of the consequences that would soon follow…

"…!" She froze… Her eyes and mouth were wide open, looking straight up at the ceiling but she wasn't paying attention to that. No sound came out either…

Pain… That's ALL she felt. She felt as if she was mute again as well. The poor girl felt she had just split herself completely in half! Bits of sound and gasps began to come out, but they were small low whimpers of pain, her eyes welling up with tears which had NOTHING to do with happiness this time. She was gripping Michaels shoulders so hard, her nails were digging into them.

She also felt wetness from their union… but it was red…

Michael wasn't even gonna ask if it hurt… that much was obvious. Doesn't mean he didn't feel bad about it. It felt good on his end, but it was hurting the other person. It didn't seem like a fair trade. Maybe if Miku got off him and rested for a bit, that would help. It's not like he can't get hard again, always surrounded by beautiful girls everyday of his life…

"Miku, maybe we should…"

"No!" She said through gritted teeth, closed eyes and still cracked voice; clearing in allot of pain but stubbornly refusing to quit. "Just… a minute…" she added. So this must be how Kurumi felt if they did it, assuming it wasn't one of her damn Clones.

Michael had to use all his mental strength not to thrust his hips upward. Inside Miku felt incredible! It was as tight as Tohka and Kurumi, akin to a vice grip. His body REALLY wanted to move, but he willed with all his might to remain still. "Maybe this might help…" he said, gently massaging a breast again with one hand.

This had the appropriate effect, Miku's chest was starting to feel good that it sort of disguised the current pain she was feeling so it wasn't as severe. Still hurt, but at least this served as a good distraction. She moved her hips after a while, and while there was still pain, pleasure was also buried in there. Maybe if she kept moving, it would go away completely? Only one way to find out.

It was hot… Michael's dick felt hot inside her. As she moved, it appeared her earlier theory was correct. The more she moved, the pain was there, but it eventually began to dissipate until only pleasure remained. She'll probably be sore down there later, but right now that wasn't a priority to her.

She continuing bouncing in him, he was still playing with her chest (now with both hands) which enhanced the pleasure she was already feeling. His man-meat was hitting deep inside her, hitting places she had no idea existed until now. This only served to make her pound into him more, seeing how deep it could go. It felt amazing! So much so she began moaning again!

As you'd expect, it felt amazing to Michael too. He grunted as her warm walls ran up and down, gently massaging all around his cock, the blood also acting as a natural lubricant. He met her bounces with his own thrusts, adding to both they're pleasurable experiences. He also took a nipple from Miku's breasts, which she assumed he'd a nibble on again, but color her surprised when he began to suck on it like a baby drinking from a bottle. She thought being pinched was pleasurable, but this…

It made her moans increase in volume, and inadvertently made her speed up her bouncing. But when she sped up, so did Michael's thrusting, which in turn increased his grunting. He had also stopped playing with her flesh globes, seeing as it was no longer necessary, and grabbed her ass instead. From the sudden switch, Miku moaned more, and continued to as he pulled her butt down on his lower body every time he thrusted upwards.

Both Miku and Michael were sweating from the friction between their bodies, becoming so hot they felt like they would catch on fire. In Michaels case, he probably could due to Kotori's powers. For Miku, she felt that same knot in her stomach from before… only it continued to tighten. Her heart was also beating maybe 100 times faster than normal. This only seemed to further increase they're speeds to the max they could possibly go. Michael felt something similar, his heart rate also increasing, and a swelling feeling in his dick that was about to burst.

"M-Michael… Michael…" she moaned his name. She didn't know why she did, it just came out. What was happening? It felt like she was going to explode!

"Mi-Miku…" Michael could only say in return, because in literally two seconds after…

SPLURT!

Miku screamed and Michael grunted their lungs out, which they hoped no one heard. With one final thrust from the fan and one final bounce from the idol, they held that position as Michael's cum was ejected into Miku's core. At the same time, Muki felt her walls give out and her own juices soiled Michael's body. She arched her back as she too came all over his cock, her grip on his body also tightening again, but at least her nails weren't digging red spots this time.

He was so deep inside her… she could feel it pulsing, injecting his white seed into her. In fact there was so much, that her tiny pussy couldn't possibly hold all of it and it was overflowing like river water going over rocks. After holding the stances they were in, Miku's arms became jelly and she collapsed on Michael, her breasts smooshing into his chest. They panted together, even more than when they were making out. Both could feel the others heart racing over their's. Miku's eyes were shut, but she had a smile full of ecstasy on her face.

She eventually lifted her head to look into Michael's eyes, her's seeming like they had hearts in them like those 3D models do in certain games. Her breathing was still heavy, but it was at a calm pace. She was so happy right now, resting on top of the man she loved after such a vigorous activity. No one could take this moment away from her. Not ever.

Kurumi was right about one thing… this really tuckered her out…

She leaned in for a quick kiss, which Michael returned to her delight, and quick kissed a few more times before looking into his eyes again. "Michael… I love you so much…" she told him a second time, feeling the need to say it.

Before Michael answered, he gently caressed the back of her head, petting her hair before gently leading it down to rest on him. "I love you too… Tsukino… I always will…" Michael said while patting the back of her head, also using her old name, saying all of this softly into her ear.

Miku's eyes did widen and her mouth did open… but they closed in content before she smiled, relaxing her head upon her mans body, nudging her head on his chest like she was a cat nuzzling her master.

They remained in that position until she fell asleep, her chest gently rising and falling to show this while they still unified by their privates. Michael, whom was still awake, grabbed one side of the comforter and draped it over them both. He too soon fell asleep, the idol in the arms of her number 1 fan…