This choice: Morgana returns, with an angry Takemi following him. • Go Back... The next minute or so passed in silence, as Futaba awkwardly regarded her tiny friend on the coffee table, neither sure how to start the conversation.
"So... why were you tiny in the doctor's office?" Futaba finally asked. "Mona said she went crazy and shrank you, but I feel like that's starting on chapter seven of the fetish story, not chapter one."
"Fetish?" Akira asked, eyebrow raised. He didn't know most of the jargon Futaba used, but he knew that one.
"This is weird and the internet says weird things about it!" Futaba stammered, blushing. "Just... how... you... tiny why?!"
Akira explained everything to Futaba as she hunched over the table in rapt attention. He started with how he tested new medications for Takemi in exchange for medical supplies for their palace trips, and moved on to the gradual friendship he'd made with the doctor, her problems with the medical board and desire to help a sick child, and finally to the circumstances that led to his shrinking.
"I mean, she had a plan, she wasn't just eating me. She was going to throw me back up after she 'collected her data' or whatever, but still! She was being WAY too cavalier about it, so I was freaking out, and, um, that's when you guys came in."
Futaba silently grabbed Akira, much more gently than when she rescued him from Takemi, and set him down on her stomach as she lay on the couch. "So you do all that experimenting, every week, for us?"
"Yeah. Well, just as much for Takemi too, these days, but it started as something for the Thieves, yeah."
"And besides Mona, I'm the first to know about it?"
"Well, even Morgana doesn't know the whole thing. He just knows I have a deal with Takemi in exchange for meds. I think you're the first person I've told the whole story."
Futaba grinned. "Neat," she said, gratified that her key item was trusting her with such a secret. After a jaw splitting yawn, giving Akira a glimpse inside her mouth that reminded him uncomfortably of his earlier experience with Takemi, she frowned in thought. "I guess I owe Doctor Lady an apology..."
"It was a misunderstanding," Akira assured her. "I'm sure if we explain things to her, she'll be reasonable and..." he trailed off as he realized Futaba had dozed off, her lips parted and her breathing slow and rhythmic. He smiled as he reflected on the events of the day, at least as far as Futaba's role in them. Sure, she didn't know the whole story, but she reacted to her friend in trouble, braved a scary place all on her own, and took action. While the trouble she caused would have to be smoothed over, Akira couldn't help but be proud of the (currently not so) little hacker and the progress she'd made since he met her this summer.
"You did good, kid," Akira said, reaching over to pat Futaba's large hand, which rested next to him on her stomach. The exhausted giantess didn't stir from her nap in the slightest. "That said, Ryuji and I have GOT to get you on an exercise routine. You shouldn't be that tired after running two blocks..."
Akira's musing was interrupted as Morgana suddenly climbed in, through the open window, obviously panicked. "Joker! Futaba! We gotta move!"
Akira looked up at his giant feline companion, who leaped onto the couch next to the still sound asleep Futaba's head. "Morgana! Listen, about Takemi..."
"Tell me later, Joker, there's no time!" Morgana exclaimed as he pawed at Futaba, trying futilely to wake her up. "I trashed her office to buy us time, but she knows Futaba's Sojiro's daughter and that you live and work here, so it's only a matter of time before..."
Morgana was interrupted by the sound of the door to LeBlanc opening with unusual force, and a loud yet feminine growl drowning out Sojiro's grumpy protest, followed by the sound of angry footsteps quickly stomping up the stairs to the attic. Within seconds, Tae Takemi had arrived in Akira's room, her skirt torn, her normally flawless legs marred by cat scratches, and her lab coat and hair disheveled. She glared at Morgana, a scowl on her lips and hatred in her eyes.
"YOUR DAY OF RECKONING IS HERE, CAT."
This commotion finally woke Futaba, who saw the angry doctor and immediately shielded herself with one hand while clutching Akira close to her with the other, responding to the situation with an ineloquent "MEEP!"   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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