Promiscuity [Rin/Emi] (1/6/13)

[Marona]

Hi guys! Lemme introduce you, this is Promiscuity, a fic I'm workin' on concerning mostly Rin and Emi and the first months of them being placed in adjacent dorms. I'm not the type to be around KS forums much, but I hope this is a little cool! Will start from first chapter, and continue on!

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INDEX OF CHAPTERS CURRENTLY ADDED TO THREAD
Chapter 1
Right below!
Chapter 2
http://ks.renai.us/viewtopic.php?f=52&t ... 68#p121753
Chapter 3
http://ks.renai.us/viewtopic.php?f=52&t ... 68#p129968
Chapter 4
http://ks.renai.us/viewtopic.php?f=52&t ... 21#p130321
Chapter 5
http://ks.renai.us/viewtopic.php?f=52&t ... 96#p131596

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CHAPTER 1
I find myself in the midst of my third year here at Yamaku.
My school life has been pretty good so far. The track team is even more on my ass than usual. I've always been one of the fastest on my team, which earns me praise, and also drives me to do even better. With this year being my third in high school, even more is expected of me. I can't complain. Let them give me all of the pressure they want. I'll beat it. No problem.

Still, with schoolwork on top of my constant training, everything is a little stressful.

Today is another routine trip to see the nurse. I stop in after my training, we exchange a typical greeting, I sit on the table and he examines my prosthetics and my lower legs connecting to them. Normal stuff.

"So," he says to me, wearing his normal grin, "I hear you got your own little patient to take care of now."

"Huh?" I ask with a confused look.

"Your new neighbor in the dorms. Word is, you're the pick to take care of her and show her around."

"Oh! Yeah! That," I respond with some enthusiasm. A counselor already talked to me at length about it. The girl's name is Rin. She's an armless girl, and would need help with her everyday preparations, such as cleaning and shopping. I wondered for a while about the oddity of pairing an armless girl with a legless girl, but the counselor made sure to explain to me that is was mere coincidence, with the empty room next to me being one of the few that are available, and that any choice to help her was completely voluntary.

"So, how do you feel about that? She's been armless since birth, as you probably know. Looks like you'll have your work cut out for you."

"I haven't thought about it too much," I answer with a shrug, "you're right though, I guess that's the sort of thing they have in mind for me to do. They also talked about emotional support or something, apparently she has a hard time fitting in, even after being here all three years."

"Well, yes," Nurse nods in agreement, "I looked over her documents out of curiosity. She's well-adapted to using her feet in place of arms, but will probably still need a good amount of physical help. Plus, yes, the emotional issues. It's said that even the school's own therapists couldn't hope to get through to her."

Nurse looks up from examining my legs and gives me a serious expression, the sort of 'can't be friendly right now' face that I rarely see from him, outside of my own occasional injuries. "It's up to me to look out for the health of all of the students in general. This is a big responsibility, Emi. You can barely juggle your school work and track practice as it is. If it turns out you're not up to it, it's her loss more than yours."

I simply frown. Who the hell does he think I am? "I don't need a lecture. What? You don't think I can handle it?"

His toothy grin returns, as quickly as it left, "oh, not in the least. In fact, I think you're one of the most capable people I know for this. She could use someone strong, friendly, and outgoing like you, seems like. Just making sure you know what you're getting into."

I return his grin and accompany it with a thumbs up. "Of course! I guess if you put someone helpless in front of me, I gotta give 'em a hand. It'll be nice to share more time with someone outside of the track team, anyway."

The Nurse nods, "great. And your prosthetics are looking good today, too. I suppose I'll let you go, now."

I get up and turn to leave the room, looking back and waving to him, "seeya!"

He waves in return, "remember, get 'em, Emi."

"No doubt!" I chirp as the door closes behind me.

I make my way to the dorms at a quick pace. The thought of meeting someone I haven't talked to, or even seen around the campus, excites me.

As I walk down the dorm hall, the first thing I notice is the door of the previously vacant room next to mine. It's open just a crack, and there's been a new lever installed in place of the typical knob on the front. Looks like the movers got everything done during the school hours. I walk to the front of it and knock lightly on it, the door swaying a bit in response, myself leaning to the side to try to peek through it.

"Hey, anyone home?" I ask to whoever may be in there. I lose my patience and enter anyway. Door's open, right?

What I see in front of me is a somwhat slim figure wearing a boy's school uniform, topped with burgundy hair. She's facing away from me, her hips slumped awkwardly against the corner of a nightstand that's been slightly pulled out from its original position. She's making slow, un-rhythmic movements against the nightstand, that is, until a moment after I see it. She pauses and turns her head to see me. Her cheeks are bathed in red. Her mouth is slightly hung open, lingering around as it appears she's breathing heavily.

It's said that you only get one chance at a first impression. Safe to say, this is one I wouldn't forget.

I regain my senses and make a gesture of covering my eyes, my head shaking. "Ohmygosh, I'm sorry! I barged in! Sorrysorrysorry!" I do my best to back out of the room and turn towards the other rooms before uncovering my eyes.

Eager to get away from this awkard situation, I quickly make my way to my own door and begin to open it. Suddenly, I hear the door next to my own creak, and as I look over, the girl is already in front of me, looking at me with a blank face.

"Um..." she mutters before pausing for a moment, "can I help you? Are you the girl they were talking about?"

"I'm sorry I was just- wait, what?" I manage to respond, shocked over how she seems to be brushing off our encounter just a few moments ago. "Um, what you you mean?"

"Helper girl," she says as her eyebrows raise. "The girl who helps me now instead of a nurse. That's you right? Or not?"

I put on a smile, happy to introduce myself, "well, if your name is Rin, then yeah, I'm your helper girl, Emi."

"Yup, that's my name," she says in response, then shakes her head a bit, her hair swaying along with it. "Rin, that is. Not Emi. If I were Emi I'd have to be you. And if I were you I'm not sure how I could introduce myself to... myself."

Well, she seems unusual, that's for sure. I chuckle at her comment.

Rin looks me over for a moment, then says more. "It's obvious why you go to this school. A legless gazelle."

After realizing what she just said out of the blue, my face picks up a scowl. "Huh? What kind of thing is that to say!?"

Rin shakes her head once again. "Oh, you're one of the self-conscious ones. It's impossible to tell, you know." Rin's confusing manner of speech continues to confuse me. Where does she even want the conversation to go? I've even almost forgotten about when I first saw her in her room.

I put a hand on my hip and look her in the eyes. "Sometimes it's just best to not mention it."

Rin simply shrugs. "It's not like I mind being armless. Is it different with legs? It's odd to think about."

I give a sigh on consternation and close my eyes. I guess she's just curious, and not very tactful in speech at all. I open my eyes and put a smile back on. "It's fine Rin. And yeah, I'm pretty sure it's different. Can't be easy for you, though... is it?"

"Not having arms?" she responds as she turns from one side to the other, the tied-off sleeves swinging around. "Impossible to know. Never had 'em."

"Oh..." I look down a bit, a look of concern on my face. Maybe I'm being too rough with her. Our problems are different, but are still problems, even if she's not as aware of it. I briefly wonder what it would be like if I was simply born with no legs. Would I care? Would I still be the same Emi?

I'm broken out of my thoughts by Rin's voice. "Thinking? I like that. I think I'll go think, too. If you don't mind." I look at her again as she turns towards her room, not waiting for parting words.

"Umm, wait!" I call out to her. She turns her face partially towards me again. It reminds me of our initial encounter and makes it a little harder to get my next words out. "I was gonna go take a shower. Do you... wanna join me? I mean, that's what we're supposed to do, right?" I keep my smile on, a blush forming on my cheeks. I don't want her to take this the wrong way.

Rin does nothing more than shrug in response and say a few words before walking back into her room. "I dunno. Sure. Let me get some stuff."

I decide to follow her back into her room, figuring she's referring to clothes. It turns out she is. She motions towards her nightstand with her toe. "Clothes are in there."

As she stands idly by, I walk over to the nightstand. It's the same one she was straddling earlier. It's not even pushed back into its original position yet. As I bend down, and open the top drawer, I pick up an unmistakeable yet unique and strong scent.

Her scent.

Ugh, get your head out of the gutter, Emi! What's it matter, anyway? I shake odd thoughts out of my mind as I proceed to pull out a shirt and pair of pants.
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[Total Destruction]

You know, I'd like to think with all the goofy pairings that come up on this forum, the shimmie, and various pastebins (seriously, Jigoro/Hideaki exists, hahah) that's this one wouldn't be somehow the one to unnerve me the most of all, but it does. It really does.

Sometimes I like to be unnerved.

This is going places. Weird, unfamiliar, yet somehow expected places. I'm intrigued.

Welcome to the forum!

[Marona]

Thanks for the welcome, Total!
Good to know you like it so far.
Will keep on working hard.

'unnerving', maybe.

[Enemy |]

You know, if this doesn't turn out to be porn I might actually enjoy it.

[Mirage_GSM]

You know, if this doesn't turn out to be porn I might actually enjoy it.

Too bad it probably will...

[griffon8]

I find myself in the midst of my third year here at Yamaku.

And that's the last time you correctly refer to her being in her third year. The very next paragraph you refer to fourth year. Also, I'd think she'd be in the beginning, not the midst.

Well, not the first Rin/Emi pairing we've seen, but it's been a while. At least you're not starting out with pure smut. You write Rin much better than I can.

[Marona]

Alright, thanks, fixed.

And thanks for the kind comments, everyone!

You know, if this doesn't turn out to be porn I might actually enjoy it.

Too bad it probably will...

Yes... thanks for the consideration. The audience of where I came from tends to strongly favor the 'smut' stylings of fics so it's a little troublesome.

[Scissorlips]

Welcome to the forums, I'm glad you decided to start posting here, I've really found it to be a good place to get feedback, mot of the time.

The audience of where I came from tends to strongly favor the 'smut' stylings of fics so it's a little troublesome.

Ha. I don't know if that's a fair thing to say, but I guess it's true at times.
Anyway, now I'll finally have a chance to get caught up on this story. Enjoying it so far, although, as others have said, Yamaku is only for three years. Knowing that, did you mean this story to take place in the equivalent of their second year, the one before Hisao arrives? Also, the line "apparently she has a hard time fitting in, even after being here all four years." confuses me, is Rin a new arrival to the school, or is she just changing rooms?
Regardless, like I said, enjoying this story.

[Marona]

Ha. I don't know if that's a fair thing to say, but I guess it's true at times.

The views can speak for themselves. Not to mention the achievements of old Mr. T.

And yeah, three years, good thing I fixed that now. And, it's meant to take place about a few months before Hisao's arrival. Ugh, and 'all four years', gotta fix that too, and yes, I wanted it to be assumed that she'd changed rooms. But I might need to adjust another thing in regards to that, actually.
Thanks for the input, as always.

[Marona]

Time to show Chapter 2!

CHAPTER 2
I walk into the dorm's bathroom, with Rin in tow. I continue on into the large, roomy shower stall, designed for those whose disabilities make using the normal stalls difficult. It looks similar to the other showers, but with a small stool situated in the middle.

I turn around and look at Rin. She's followed me in, but her stare is expressionless, her eyes looking past me and at nothing in particular.

Wanting to say something to help ease the tension I feel towards her, but still reluctant, I decide to shrug it off and get down to business.

I turn on the shower and point it towards the corner, allowing the water spraying from it to warm up. Deciding it's better if I undress first before stripping Rin, I begin to remove my garments, starting with my blouse. As I let it lower past my shoulders, I glance over at her, wondering briefly if she'd be the type to gawk. She's still looking at that spot on the wall. She's not even remotely paying attention to me. What's with her? I'm not sure if I feel relieved or insulted.

I take a step toward her. She finally turns to me, looking me over for a second. "That's a pretty flat chest you got there," she pipes.

I immediately cover my chest with my arms, my face lit up in a blush. "A-as if it matters to you! My chest is fine as it is!"

Rin shrugs in response. "No complaints."

After a moment or two of silence, I lower my arms and take a step towards Rin. She doesn't budge, even when I take hold of her tie with my hands. It seems like she's used to this, unsurprisingly. Perhaps I should be handling the situation in a similar manner, but I can't help feeling a little uncomfortable still, with this being the first time I've ever undressed another girl. I fumble with the knot on the tie, never having untied a tie before. Eventually, I manage to get it undone, and slip it out of the collar, tossing it into the corner, on top of my own freshly-stripped clothing.

Feeling more comfortable, I begin to unbutton Rin's shirt, from the top to the bottom. I take hold of the collar and push it over her shoulders. As I pull my hands back, she shrugs in response, the shirt falling to the floor. I walk around to her back, and spot the clasp of her bra. I take hold of it and undo it, the bra falling off with another shrug from her. I then return to her front, bend down, and grip the top of her pants.

I remember yanking down the pants of a friend of mine in Elementary school, as a funny joke. This current situation feels a lot more awkward.

Shaking the memories out of my head, I unfasten the button on Rin's pants and unzip them, letting them drop in a similar fashion as the rest of her garments. She remains unmoved. I slowly move my hands to the trim of Rin's panties on either side, pulling down and slipping them off of her form, not before noticing that they're a little wet. I ignore it the best I can, watching as Rin deftly steps backwards out of the clothing bundled around her ankles. I pick up the pile and toss it onto the existing one in the corner.

Turning back to face her, I notice she's not looking towards me. I immediately notice the rest of her next. I can't help but look her over. Her body looks like the body of someone who slouches, but it's far from off-putting compared to the fair tone and shape of her features. I glance up a bit and look at her breasts, much larger than mine and with a very pleasant-looking roundness. I look up slightly higher and see her face, looking back at me now, her eyebrows raised.

"What is it?" Rin says as she begins to look herself over. "There's not a bug on me, is there? Wait, no, then I'd feel it. Unless I didn't."

"N-no, nothing like that," I stammer while shaking my head, eager to sidestep excusing myself from staring. I take a breath and regain my composure.

"Okay", Rin says, making a quick nod. She then walks over near the stool, sitting down in front of it. Her head turns, glancing at me, waiting for my response.

I respond by walking to the stool behind her, sitting down and reaching for the... the... "Umm... Rin, do you have... a sponge, or something?"

Rin looks to the left, then to the right, then back in front of her. "Oh... guess I forgot it. Hang on," she says as she gets up and walks toward the shower's exit.

"Okay Rin, I'll wait here, but do you need help putting back on your-" I call out to her just as I realize she's just walking straight out of the shower, "-hey, wait! Don't you need clothes!?" Too late. She's already out. Assuming I wouldn't have the time to get up and chase after her, I decide to wait.

She comes back soon after, a sponge in her mouth. "Goff if," Rin mutters through her mouth, walking over to me and dropping it to my side as she once again sits down in front of me.

"Umm..." I haven't picked up the sponge yet. I'm still stunned. "Rin... what were you thinking? Why did you just run out like that? What if someone saw you?"

Rin shrugs again, something I'm learning is a characteristic response for her. "Someone did. Didn't matter."

"What? Who?" I ask, idly picking up the sponge.

"I dunno. Some girl."

I sigh. "Well, at least it was a girl. Still, you really shouldn't do that."

"It was easy," she follows her response with a simple wave of her hair, as if that's supposed to relieve my concerns. Well, no way to help it, now. Best to just move on. I fill the bin next to me with warm, soapy water, and dip the sponge, proceeding to gently rub it over Rin's back. Rin doesn't make a response, being as used to the process as ever.

"So, Rin," I start, looking to move things along with some conversation, "what do you like to do with your time?"

"Like? Not much," she says as she turns her head towards me for a moment, "looking at things, listening to things... thinking about what I've looked at and listened to... also, painting."

I brighten up at the last word. "Oh! Painting? That's great, Rin. I like art. But, uhh..." I take notice of her obvious disability yet again, "how do you paint? With your feet, I'd guess?" I hadn't thought of it until now, but I guess Rin could be pretty dexterous with her feet, if she's had to use them her whole life. As I finish applying lather over her back, I wonder for a moment what that might be like.

"Yup, with my feet. Pretty much always," she muses on, "I tried using my mouth one time. Didn't turn out very well. Jaw ached for a few days."

"Okay, uh, raise your arm," I tell her as I motion the sponge over to her left side. She does so without further response. This is pretty easy. I was worried Rin might be the type to goof off about it, but she seems to accept the procedure without a hitch.

Eventually I move onto her other side, and then I consider how to proceed. "Hmm... okay, turn around, Rin." She deftly spins around to face me. Now our eyes meet again. Hers are a soft turquoise. I hadn't realized until now how a beautiful shade of blue can barely be seen around the edges. She seems to be looking back at me, but it's hard to tell.

Rin is the one to break the silence. "Are you gonna continue already?" Her eyes are unmoving. Maybe she's not really looking at me at all.

I break my stare, "Yeah, of course," I tell Rin as my eyes move down, and become fixed on a pair of something quite different from her eyes. Her breasts. Bobbing up and down very slowly as she breathes. Wanting to avoid yet another awkward stare, I proceed to rub the sponge down her collarbone. After a moment, I move on to her left breast. I'm not used to washing these things, at least, not at this size, and from this perspective. Should I lift them? As I'm wondering about the process to myself, my pinky finger absentmindedly flicks against her nipple. Rin's teeth momentarily clench, and her eyes look at me. Yeah, she's definitely looking at me this time.

"Oh! Sorry!" I say to her as a makeshift apology. After a brief pause, she just shrugs and her eyes wander again. I proceed to finish up with her chest, deciding against my previous idea involving lifting.

Now, I'm at another impasse. This is just another step of the process, I'd already planned this out in my head... but still, it almost feels like I'm pushing her towards something. Of course, of all the areas of a girl, it's the most important part to keep clean. I can't exactly skip over it, though I momentarily wonder if Rin would let me.

"Alright Rin, now I need to... your under-side is next?" Poor choice of words, though luckily I don't think Rin really cares about that.

"Sure," Rin says in what I now know as her usual monotone. What happens next, however, catches me off-guard. Rin completely flips over, resting her chest and chin on the shower floor, her rear-end raised and exposed, right in front of me.

"R-Rin!" I yelp at her, turning my eyes away from multiple visible details. "You... couldn't you have just spread your legs or something?"

"This is the best position," she answers without delay.

As I think about it, it does make sense. "Well, okay," I say to her as I begin by washing her cheeks. There's nothing suggestive about this, right? I'm just cleaning her. I decide to finish it as quickly as possible, not sure if I'm doing so to avoid an uncomfortable response from Rin, or something similar from me. I reach between her thighs and make one long, smooth stroke down her crotch with the sponge, pulling my hand away afterwards and setting the sponge down beside me. Hopefully, that should be good enough for now.

"All done here, Rin. Now, for your hair." As she flips over and rights herself to her original position of sitting down and facing away from me, I breathe a relieved sigh, knowing the most awkward parts of this session are over. Rin's hair is very wild and unkept. It's tangled throughout. I had considered brushing her hair but I decide against it this time. I simply go forward with the normal process of shampooing.

After finishing with Rin's hair, I start up the shower and let her rinse off, while I attend to washing my own body. Rin remains unmoved from her original spot, still facing away from me, bobbing her head every now and then, water droplets falling to her sides as she does.

A little while longer and our shower is done. I shut the shower off, and then proceed to dry myself with a towel, before putting on my prosthetics and helping Rin to dry herself off. I pick up the clean set of clothing she brought from her room and look through it. It doesn't take me long to notice something's missing. "Uh, Rin, didn't you bring a clean pair of panties?"

Rin looks over at me, and makes a slight frown. "Oh. This is bad." She glances to her left, then her right, as if panties might suddenly show up. "I think... I think I forgot to pack them."

I make a soft groan in response. I consider just letting Rin go without panties for one day, but that's hardly ideal. Fortunately, an idea pops into my mind. I move towards my own clothes and pick them up, dressing myself. "Just stay here for a moment Rin, I'll be right back."

I rush to my room and open the bottom drawer on my nightstand. I find what I'm looking for, right near the top. A pair of almost-turquoise, striped panties, with a wide elastic band around the top, ideal for athleticism. My favorite pair. They match Rin's eyes, too. I take another moment to consider, then nod to myself and pick them up, returning to the shower.

Rin is still standing still, looking at me as I enter, her eyebrows raised as she sees what I'm holding. "You found panties? That's good. But... those aren't mine. Did you buy them? How did you get to the store so fast? Also, where's a panty store around here? Do those even exist? I've never bought pa-"

"No, no!" I I fear she might ramble on forever if I don't stop her now, "these ones... are mine."

Rin's eyes shift from the panties to my face. "Wearing your panties? I'm not sure if I can do that."

Rin's refusing something? Somehow I've finally managed to get a negative response out of her. It almost makes me feel like I've been subconsciously testing her limits all along, in an attempt to get to know her in some way. She definitely doesn't make it easy, whatever the approach.

"It's not a big deal," I tell her, making a pouty face in a practiced method of teasing, "they're clean."

"No, not that," Rin responds, and closes her eyes before she continues, "panties are... like a girl's soul. I'm not sure if wearing your soul would be a good idea."

I laugh aloud at her explanation. I surmise that this is likely her way of saying 'this is awkward.' It's about time both of us feel that way.

I break off my fit of laughter and give her a smile. "Really, Rin, it's okay. I don't mind if you wear a little bit of my soul. I think I got enough to spare."

"If you put it that way..." Rin starts as she nods at me, and gives me a smile in return. "Let's see what happens. But I'm holding you responsible for any catastrophic results."

As I pull the panties up her legs, I look up at her and give her a quick grin, "Whatever happens, I'll take care of it."

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[Scissorlips]

The views can speak for themselves. Not to mention the achievements of old Mr. T.

"Mr. T.". ahaha. I wonder how he feels about that.

As for this chapter, it was a nice little scene, nothing over the top. I think you have Rin's character down really well, right to the way she follows instructions with things like that without a second thought. I had to check and was pleased to see that I was correct, the panties that Emi gives her are the ones that she's wearing during her codeine scene in the game, that's a nice touch. I thought the end, with the sharing pantie souls bit was also a sweet little addition. This chapter developed both their relationship and their characters a bit at a nice pace, I enjoyed it and am looking forward to the next one.

[Marona]

The views can speak for themselves. Not to mention the achievements of old Mr. T.

"Mr. T.". ahaha. I wonder how he feels about that.

As for this chapter, it was a nice little scene, nothing over the top. I think you have Rin's character down really well, right to the way she follows instructions with things like that without a second thought. I had to check and was pleased to see that I was correct, the panties that Emi gives her are the ones that she's wearing during her codeine scene in the game, that's a nice touch. I thought the end, with the sharing pantie souls bit was also a sweet little addition. This chapter developed both their relationship and their characters a bit at a nice pace, I enjoyed it and am looking forward to the next one.

Wonderful. Thanks for the nice response, as always.
And about the panties. YES. You're the first to catch it. Definitely not the only nod to the KS plot that'll be in there. Same with the souls thing. It's good to know that I'm drawing from the canon script in a productive way.

[griffon8]

And about the panties. YES. You're the first to catch it. Definitely not the only nod to the KS plot that'll be in there. Same with the souls thing. It's good to know that I'm drawing from the canon script in a productive way.

Well, maybe the first to comment on it. I thought it was obvious. I look forward to other 'Easter eggs' like that.

[ChrisTheCat]

Yes, quite interesting. Quite interesting indeed. I'm looking forward to this continuing, and other little Easter Eggs such as the panties. Not more panties, mind. Just more...you get what I mean.

[Marona]

Hello everyone! Sorry for not updating! To be short, I was lazy and didn't bother! Yeah!
If you skipped and read through the whole thing I don't blame you at all.
In any case, hopefully I will now update this regularly until the last chapter I've done.

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CHAPTER 3

"Come on Rin, it's easy!"

"I know it is. I just don't want to do it."

"But you said you would!" I pout at her. It's obvious that pouting doesn't phase her, but I just keep doing it out of instinct.

"Yes. And I will," she says simply, "you won't stop asking about it."

"Just this once, okay?" I chirp at her with a smile, as I take her foot in my hand.

I take a sock in my other hand and deftly slide it around her foot, tugging it above her ankles to secure it in place.

Rin makes a frown. "I still don't get it. Can't I just run in sandals?"

I return her expression, "No way, Rin. You have to wear shoes when you run. No exceptions."

Rin brightens up more and gives me a grin, "you don't have to wear shoes."

I firmly punch her on the left shoe I just put her foot in, "Very funny," I say sternly. That was a low blow from her, but I guess she can't help it.

I put on her right sock and shoe with as much effort as the last. I'm used to doing this with my own casual prosthetics, but this is the first time I've put them on real feet. This whole situation feels awkward. She'd better appreciate this.

The shoes do look pretty nice on her, though, and they match the red color of the P.E. uniform I picked up for her yesterday, while wondering how she got herself excused from ever needing one before.

I stand up, and proceed to show Rin how to stretch properly. She doesn't seem to mind stretching at all, but after the first step, she just starts stretching on her own. Raising her legs into the air, kicking them around, then stretching them into a wide 'V' shape. I don't stop her because it still counts as stretching. That, and the sight of it is cute to watch. I let her continue with her own thing as I start my usual stretching routine.

After we finish, I start walking towards the track, motioning at Rin to follow. We pause at the center of the straightaway.

I turn to her. "Okay, just run as long as you can, that's all you have to do."

Rin doesn't respond. I hope she doesn't just stand there. I don't waste another moment, and begin to run down the track, looking over my shoulder. She begins to move forward, and breaks into a slow, haggard-looking jog. She's definitely not used to running, and it must be even harder without arms. I quickly consider what it would be like trying to run with my hands tied behind my back. Seems like a pain in the ass.

I continue to round the track at my normal pace, Rin continues at hers. Soon enough, I can look over to the side and see Rin on the opposite end of the track. She's going as slow as before, but still going.

"How is it, Rin?" I yell out to her. I see her mouth move but it doesn't seem like she bothered to shout it out. I shrug and continue on.

As I approach her from behind, I notice she has now stopped completely. She turns toward me as I come close and stop next to her.

"Tired. I said tired earlier. Also, sweaty. I don't think I want to do this." Rin shakes her head around, a couple of drops of sweat flinging off her hair.

I sigh. I just want to yank her by the... sleeve and pull her through another couple of laps, but I decide to drop it. With the odd outfit change and the act of dragging her out here in the first place, I feel like I pushed her enough for today. I consider how much she doesn't really seem to get around in her daily life. From what she's told me, when she's not in class she mostly just spends time in her dorm room, working on her art.

She definitely needs to exercise, she shouldn't just be sitting on her ass all the time. As her voluntary caretaker, I can't allow it. I'll have to try to get her out here again, some day in the future.

"All right then Rin, it's good that you tried anyway. Go ahead and rest on the bleachers, we'll go shower after I finish my runs."
Rin nods in response and walks off the track. I resume my running, quickly speeding up to a nice pace. As I turn a corner, I look over at Rin in the distance. Oddly enough, she's looking right back at me. I glance again a little further down the straightaway, and her eyes are still following as I go. It seems a little off-putting, considering her typical aloof gazes.

"Hey!" I shout at her, waving my hand, "enjoying the view?"

I see Rin's mouth move, but once again, it doesn't sound like she wants to yell it in response. I continue on without a hitch, still taking a peek back at her every half lap or so. She's still watching. Even if she's not running with me, it feels nice to have someone watch.

I finish my laps in what felt like a shorter time than usual, thanks in part to a bit of me wanting to show off to my new attentive friend. I do a lap of slow jogging to cool down, then make my way over to Rin on the bottom plank of the bleachers.

"You're pretty good at running, looks like," she says as she looks up at me. "That's what I said earlier."

"Oh? You think so?" I say back to her with a smile of gratitude.

"Yeah. Well, I don't know, but I don't think I've seen something move that fast, that wasn't a car or a train. Or an airplane. Or a bullet." Rin blinks slowly, shaking off her thoughts with a tilt of her head. "The fastest human I've seen, definitely."

I chuckle at her commentary, feeling empowered by her off-kilter compliment. "Just takes practice. Anyone can run well if they keep at it."

"No," Rin responds promptly, shutting her eyes, in deep thought. "It's more than that, I think. It looks like you're a ray of light that just shoots out without interruption when the switch is flipped. It's like you're a different person, but maybe not. Maybe more of a person. More you, more Emi."

A look of confusion fills my face, but I can only take that as a heartfelt comment, "I never looked at that quite like that," I lean towards her and give her a grin, "but I think you're right. Running makes me feel more like myself. It makes me feel free."

I stand up straight once again and take a step back, "Anyway, we should hurry and go shower if we want to make it to class on time." As Rin gets up and follows, I wink at her, "feel free to come watch me any morning you want, Rin."

Over the past few days, I've gotten used to helping Rin in the mornings, helping her clean and dress herself. There are a few points of her hygiene that I haven't had to deal with yet, but I'm ready to cross those bridges when we get to them. It helps that Rin's already very used to whatever I may need to do for her, so there really should be no problem.

It's another typical showering session this morning. I help Rin out of her P.E. clothing before stripping myself. I grab the sponge and start working on cleaning her.

"Hey uh... Emi," Rin says slowly, breaking me out of my own idle thoughts.

"What is it, Rin?" I respond, tilting my head to the side to look at her face's profile.

"I need something else today." She's looking down and fidgeting. "I'm really itchy."

I make a small frown of confusion. "Itchy? Where?"

"It's not... I..." Her head is swaying side to side now. "I want to just say it but I think you'd be uncomfortable. But I have to ask. I need contact, between my legs, but I can't reach. Can you do it for me?"

My jaw proves that the act of it dropping is not a metaphor. Not just from her sudden request, but from the way she put it so awkwardly, yet clearly. I manage to collect myself. "N-no! Do it your-" I stop myself, glancing at her partial upper arms. That's right... how would she do it herself? I recall again the first time I saw her, straddled over her nightstand. It didn't seem like a very comfortable, or hygienic, way of going about it. Still, I can't actually do that for her, can I?

"Do it my what?" Rin's words snap me partially back to reality. Her head is turned now, her deep turquoise eyes looking directly at mine.

"Y-your what?" I stammer in confusion.

"You were saying something."

"Oh! Right." Okay, fully back in reality now. I take another moment to come up with an answer for her. If I wait too much longer, this situation is only going to get more unsettling. I force a stern look at her. "I'm sorry, I can't do that for you, Rin."

Rin simply nods and turns her head forward again, "Okay." She seems to be having much less trouble with this situation. Maybe she just wanted to ask, although she might be hiding her disappointment.

Why me, though? For the convenience? Can't she find someone more suited to that? A boyfriend, maybe? I'm not sure if Rin's even the type to be able to pick up guys, or if she even likes guys.

It's only now that I feel the heat in my cheeks and realize I've been blushing for the past few minutes.

With some shame, I decide to dodge her crotch during the cleaning process. She doesn't call me out on it, luckily.