Subversive | Youkai #1

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Subversive | Youkai

Chapter 1 : 

Flower in the Attic

“The Hanabito has been reborn, And the hunt for power has just begun.”

The Hanabito, in other name, the Lunar Flower, is a rare and fabled species that is said to be the guiding light to a place that is known as the Paradise. These are stories made for those who seeking out to find power in order to escape the end of the world. It promises tremendous strength and energy; one that plenty of dark creatures will do anything to possess.

What these monsters do not know is that the Hanabito is not actually referred to as a flower — but a human.

. . . . .

The new school nurse Rika has been setting her eyes on one of the female students for a while now. What is a great demon such as her doing in a trivial place like this, one might ask? Well, if it is none other than tracking down the Hanabito, of course.

She had felt a fraction of its flare merely a few days ago, when she was walking a midnight stroll near the neighborhood. It was then that she felt the rare yet potent source of power. At first, she had suspected that it came from one of the youkais, but Rika knows every single demon who reside within her territory, and she knew that none of them could have possessed this kind of power.

Feeling curious enough, she decided to follow the trail of energy, only to find a little girl who happened to be m**********g in her bedroom with her window opened, legs parted so wide that she looked like an open invitation. The human girl was lucky enough that no one else had caught on her whiff, or else it would have been a rape m******e over there.

Rika investigated the girl further once she drifted off to sleep after a quick release. Her presence remained unknown as she slipped into the dark room and pressed a finger around the messy trails of the human girl’s inner thighs, careful enough not to nick the girl’s core with her super sharp nails, before licking a taste for her own.

The human girl tasted sweet and pure — definitely a virgin. But it was not her cunt that had gotten Rika so interested on the girl. The demoness moved her hand until she paused on the girl’s mosquito bites, following the path where the burst of energy was present last. It was certainly here before, but it is gone now.

After that night, Rika could not seem to take her mind off the human girl. Something was definitely different about the girl. She was only a human, but she showed signs of one with the power — though only for a short moment.

Her first suspicion was that the girl could have been a priestess, since they tend to keep themselves “pure” so that they could stay strong. But the human did not possess the gift of a priestess, so Rika had to opt that one out.

Though after that, the demoness could not seem to figure out any other reason why a mere human such as the girl could have possessed any form of power, especially an energy as strong as that one.

And so came the random thought. What any other being was there that could have possessed this much energy? She did not have a trace of youkai blood in her — she had checked — so the girl must be something that is neither human, youkai or priestess. So what could she be?

The suspicion had been burning Rika’s thoughts, until the curiosity itself drove her to apply as the new nurse to the human girl’s school. The previous nurse had strangely met with an untimely demise, the organ of her heart had somehow found its way popped out of her chest, her blood scattered everywhere when the school guard found the body just the morning after. Rika wouldn’t say no to being responsible for that — not that any of these foolish humans would suspect her.

Back to the present, Rika watches from the distance as Hana eats her lunch with her other human friends. The girl is certainly beautiful for a human, but she still lacks the body of a woman. Perhaps she is just a late bloomer. That is not her main concern however, as her eyes are locked on a different form of prize.

. . . . .

During the sixth period after lunch time, Hana asks for permission to go to the infirmary. She has been feeling unwell since she ate her bento, her head getting dizzy and her chest hurting from the inside. Luckily, Hiki-kun, her crush, is there to accompany her to the nurse office. If falling ill is all it takes for the boy to hold her hand, then she will not mind falling ill every day, even if she will feel awful afterwards.

The new nurse is there to greet them when they arrive. She is gorgeous like a model, and she is friendly enough to point Hana to an empty bed. Hiki helps the girl settle down, but he takes his leave way too soon.

Unbeknown to her, the boy has been looking rather hostile since he entered the room. Before he is gone, he asks to speak to the nurse for a moment. Hana feels a nasty tingle in her heart when she watches the gorgeous nurse ways her hips towards her crush, sending the girl a dubious smile before she goes.

What does Hiki-kun want with the nurse. The woman looks very mature and beautiful, unlike Hana herself. Is he planning on asking the nurse out?

As the girl gets more stressed out, the pain inside her chest intensified. Along with that, her head pounds until she loses consciousness.

When Hana opens her eyes again, the nurse is already back.

“Where’s Hiki-kun?” is the first thing Hana asks.

“He went back to this class. Oh, and please to meet you. I’m Rika, the new school nurse,” the adult woman introduces herself with a warm smile, her red painted lips curved into a sexy smile.

“Yeah, I sort of got the gist.” Hana does not know what has gotten into her to reply so sassily. Perhaps it is because she is feeling irritated. Perhaps it is because her high school crush is about to get snatched right in front of her eyes.

“What’s the matter? Oh, are you perhaps . . . jealous?” However, she does not really have to ask to get the answer. Hana is already saying it out loud by blushing appropriately. “Oh my, how cute,” Rika exclaims in wonder, as if she is looking at a very interesting exhibit.

“C-cute . . . ? There is nothing cute about all of this—”

“You like him, don’t you?”

“W— How did you know?” Hana asks, dumbfounded.

“I can easily tell. You’re not the first one I’ve encountered who has that look on her face, you know,” Rika chuckles softly as if laughing at her own private joke. Dang, even her laughing voice is breathtaking. Hana scowls in irkness, despite her still burning cheeks.

“Well yeah, so what about it? Are you going to laugh at your own patient?” Hana comments snidely, trying to cover her hurt pride.

“My my, don’t be so shy. Of course I won’t. Now, why don’t I check on your temperature first. Shall we?” She gestures for Hana to open her mouth, where she sticks the thermometer she has in her nurse uniform’s pocket.

“It seems like you have a slight fever. I’ll bring out a compressor in a second to cool you down, and some medicine, but you should be feeling better after some rest.”

“No thanks. I have a quiz on my seventh period. I won’t be able to concentrate if I take the meds.”

“That won’t do. What if your fever gets worse?” Rika says in concern like the dutiful nurse that she is, folding her arms under her way-too-big-for-this-uniform boobs. Dang, when will she ever grow her own? Hana looks okay, but with a chest as flat as a dashboard, it is not rare for people to mistake her for a kid whenever she is out of her school uniform. The first top three buttons are open, allowing her to see the black bra Rika-san is wearing underneath.

“Don’t worry. I’m gonna write down a permission slip, so that your teacher will make an exception this time. I’m sure I can talk about some arrangement for your teacher to let you take the test later on, after you feel better,” Rika reassures her, drawing Hana’s attention back to her face. Looking at the expression on the nurse’s face, it is clear that she has been busted for looking. Hana blushes even madder, and the girl tries to mutter an incoherent gratitude.

“Now, just let me know your full name so that I can fill up this form.”

“Hana. My name is Hana Kabito,” she mutters.

“Kabito-san, is it? Wanna know a secret to a man’s heart?”

“Yes— Wait, what?” Hana asks, caught in surprise by the nurse’s out of the blue’s question.

“I asked, do you want to know how you can conquer Hiki-kun’s heart?” How did she know his name? And moreover, the way the boy’s name rolls out of her tongue so familiarly is irking her to no end. Why is the nurse suddenly acting like she is close to him? But more importantly, how does she know that it is him?”

“It’s so obvious, the way you look at him,” Rika answers easily, as if reading Hana’s mind.

“How did you—” She starts off, but Rika cuts in casually.

“Now, how about it? Do you want to know or not?”

Not trusting her own voice, Hana only nods once. That is all it takes for the friendly look in Rika’s eyes to disappear, replaced by an unknown heat that seems to burn the human girl right to her core.

In one swift motion, the nurse is crawling above her, her face so close to her face that the girl can inhale her sweetly sickening perfume. Hana is about to protest and ask what the older female is trying to do, when she suddenly feels a finger resting at the junction of her inner thighs, just above her opening.

Hana gasps in surprise, and Rika takes that chance to slip her tongue into her mouth, kissing her hard in the process.

Rika swirls her tongue inside the girl’s mouth exploratively. Hana is too shock from the contact to do anything about it, and it allows Rika time to give a good saliva exchange with the girl. If she wants to attract the boy, she will have to know this much at least.

While her mouth is busy sucking the soul of the girl, her fingers are busy kneading at Hana’s p***y. They rub against the sensitive flesh until wetness soaks through the cloth.

Hana has never felt so vulnerable before. She tries to push the woman away, but Rika holds her own. Still suffering from a dizzy head, the girl can do nothing but to receive the other woman’s touch and overwhelming affections.

Rika kisses her until Hana can feel her head spins, struggling for air to the point that the nurse’s mouth is all she can breathe in from. The woman continues to reach into the depth of the girl’s mouth, all the way until Hana can taste the other female’s thick flavor.

The fingers on her core begins to thrust up and down across the outline of her skin, brushing against the small pearl at her center. This causes Hana to moan into the kiss, unable to fight off the sensation that is building up inside of her.

Knowing what ticks the girl off, Rika increases her pace, tormenting her, playing the girl to her liking until Hana succumbs and bursts under her expert touch.

When she retrieves herself, the girl is panting like mad, mouth sloppy and lips flushed red while core dripping with juices.

“Boys like experienced woman, especially boys who are at his age. Remember that well,” she tells her, low voice whispering into Hana’s small ears until the human girl stifles out a soft moan. Rika then proceeds to clean off her fingers using her tongue, and she makes sure that the panting girl watches as she does so erotically.

Once she is done with her, Rika leaves the girl with some meds placed on the table next to the occupied infirmary bed, a restless Hana lying open and her lungs gasping for air, before the school nurse excuses herself from the room.

. . . . . 

The boy-priest proved to be much more annoying than he is hindering. Rika wasn’t really expecting the likes of him to wander around in this very same school, but she does have a feeling that his presence is not just some random placement. Could the shrine be involved? Are they also aware of the hidden treasure that has been lingering around right under her nose this whole time?

Whatever the case is, Rika had made sure to take care of the boy for the mean time. She will investigate his background later on. But as for right now, she has a toy to play with.

Rika smiles to herself. The seed of evil has been planted. Now she just has to watch from the sideline as it unravels. She looks forward to see just how messed up the human girl will be by the end of the day.

The silly human girl might not have realized it, but Hana had triumphed under her skillful fingers. Rika has left the familiar flare of energy lifting up from the girl’s chest when the demoness had touched her. It came to life like a sun rising in the middle of a winter thunderstorm. That is just how powerful the energy hidden inside the human’s body is.

There is no doubt in her mind anymore though. The girl is the Hanabito. Hana the Hanabito, how ironic. Rika chuckles to herself, this time sounding much crueler than the charade she had put on in front of the girl earlier on.

But back to her side concern. She wonders just how deep the shrine has taken roots to her territory. She is not a demoness who bothers herself with the likes of them. But if the situation forces her to, she can eradicate their entire clan in a swift of an attack if she finds it pleasing. Though for now, she will just use them to squeeze every drop of secret they can find, starting from that Hiki boy.

. . . . .

It is only a few days since Rika touched the girl, but Hana has quickly found herself back into the nurse’s office; though she is not sick this time around. The medicine that the nurse had given to her had worked like a miracle, but perhaps that is not the healing factor that had contributed to her healthiness this time around.

“Teach me,” comes the two words that makes Rika smiles to contemption. It seems like the girl has crumbled under the pressure after all. She watches as Hana pants heavily as she walks her way into the room, most probably had been running when she was heading over to this place.

“Are you sure about that?”

“Yes, I am sure.”

“Do be aware that once I’ve started, I will not allow you to back off.”

“I won’t give up. I can’t . . . I can’t give up on Hiki-kun. I’m hopeless, and I need your help.”

“Well, there is nothing really wrong with your appearance in the first place. You have a young and beautiful face,” Rika leads Hana to a mirror, where they can see their faces being reflected side to side, “it’s just that all that wonderful potential is hidden somewhere beneath you. What you need is to bring it out, and I am here to help you.”

“Please teach me,” Hana says, almost desperately.

“With pleasure,” Rika smiles.

They then arrange a meeting time, which will take place after school hours, meeting back here at the infirmary. Hana quickly agrees before heading back to class. Her body is shivering slightly out of nervousness, but she has already went out all of the way by making up her mind. There is no opting out of this one this time, and she secretly looks forward to the time she will spend learning from Rika.

The new nurse showed the girl just how much of an expert she really is a few days ago, and there was no single movement from Rika’s actions that could make Hana think otherwise. The woman is clearly an expert in this. And if Hana wants to get Hiki-kun to take real notice of her, she will have to work really hard to make things happen, starting by following Rika’s lessons.

She is so excited that Hana can barely concentrate on new materials of the lesson when the teacher explains it to the class, her notes almost empty except for a few scrabbles here and there. Don’t get her wrong. Hana is the perfect example of every model student. She is never late to a class, and she always makes sure to dress appropriately. She studies just as hard as anyone else who is competing to be the top student in this school, and she has never felt discouraged to do so ever. It is just that once in awhile, she likes to make an exception.

The nurse’s office is empty when she checks back in during the afternoon after school. Most of the students would have been back by now, while some still have some club activities to work on. Hana finds herself watching some students from the baseball club practicing their throws while she waits for Rika to arrive. But the woman never does, and soon she finds herself falling asleep, lying herself against the infirmary bed.

When Hana regains consciousness, she can feel eyes staring at her. She tries to concentrate, opening her eyes, only to realize that everything has turned dark. The night sky shines upon her when she glances outside through the window. It seems like the nurse had forgotten about their supposed meeting. The girl quickly gathers herself, straightening her uniform and about to prepare in leaving the room, when she finds a hand pulling her back, stopping her midway.

Hana quickly turns back, only to find an unrecognizable face staring back at her.

“Who are you?” she asks instinctively while trying to get the boy to releases her. He is wearing the school’s uniform, but she does not recognize his face. She supposed there are still too many students to keep track on, but for some reasons, Hana has a bad feeling about this one. Her instinct tells her to get the heck away from him as fast as she possibly can.

She intends to do just that, but when she tries to yank back her arm, she finds that she can not, the grip around it too tight that it is borderline close to being painful now. And while the girl struggles, the boy smirks in satisfaction.

“What’s the hurry, ningen?” She hears someone else speaks from behind her. Hana spins her body around to see a redhead standing tall behind her. Too close. Like a beast, he takes advantage of their closeness to inhale her essence deeply.

“Ah, the sweet scent of fear,” he groans in response, before grinning at her like a madman, green eyes staring at her lewdly. Hana squirms under his gaze; the way he looks at her makes her uncomfortable. There is also the matter of a certain boy still taking hold of her hand, stubbornly refusing to release her.

“Who are you? What do you want?” she squeals, eyes glazing with anxiousness.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart. We’ll take good care of you,” the redhead touches the side of her face with an all too familiar gesture, causing the girl to cower underneath it. He licks his lips as he drinks in her action.

A dark wicked grin spreads across the raven haired boy. Hana tries to yank herself off him, but he only catches her other wrist and hold her down. 

“Sweet little virgin. I wonder how sweet your blood will taste.” His words cause a shiver to run down her spine. Cold spreads from her heart and down to the pit of her stomach. She needs to get away, now!

Hana tries to use her leg to kick him by the shin. Her kick lands, but the man still stands, unmoved, unaffected by the force she had inflicted upon him. Hana stumbles back, only to hit her back against the redhead’s firm chest.

“Struggling is futile,” he whispers into her ear, causing her to freeze on the spot, “but that does not mean it won’t excite us more.”

“No! Let me go! Help!” she screams out.

“No point in calling for help, darling. No one is going to hear you.”

The redhead points something sharp on her back, before slashing it across, cutting her uniform in one large gash.

Hana can feel her bra loosening up in the process. She screams yet again and continues her struggle. These boys seem to enjoy her outbreak even more, drinking in the desperation in her cries.

“Yes, that’s it. Scream more, scream louder!” the raven haired man joins in, before proceeding to grabbing her waist. In one swift motion, he yanks her skirt off, ripping it apart with tremendous strength.

While she is busy taking her skirt off, Hana sprints off, heading towards the exit. But when her hand grabs the handle, the door refuses to budge.

“Nice try, but we already got that covered,” one of them says.

Someone pushes her against the door, hard. She can see strands of red briefly as she tries to push him off of her. He presses his entire body against her in return, so hard and close that she can feel the outline of his body, including the hot rod that is pressing against her behind. “You can scream all you want, but nobody’s going to listen,” he says, before running his tongue across her the nape of her neck. Hana screams again.

“Please no! Don’t do this!” she begs desperately, but the guy ignores her, sliding her panties to the side instead.

“I call dibs on her ass,” he says, not to her, but more to his partner.

“You can f**k her all you want, but her cunt virginity is mine,” the dark haired hisses in return.

How does he know that she is a virgin?

“You hear that, sweetheart? Your ass is mine. Soon,” he says with a promising tone, suckling on the back of her neck until she can feel his saliva trailing all over the back of her neck. Hana struggles again, but it only causes her ass to graze against his hard on. “Yes, that’s it. Now you get the jeez,” he mutters in a low groan, pressing his c**k into her in return.

Dread feels her up. She can feel the head of his d**k pressing against her back entrance. So close, so hot to the touch. No, she can not allow this to happen! She is supposed to be meant for Hiki-kun; he is the long boy she wants to be intimate with, not these strangers! And she definitely does not want to lose her virginity to them.

“No!” 

This time, she screams loud enough for the seal to awaken inside her. She can feel her heart thumping fast like a loop of a speeding bullet. The heat burns her from the inside out, and the pressure behind her is suddenly gone.

Finally free, she heads for the window this time, opening it quick and trying to call for help. She shouts and shouts, to the top of her lungs until she is dry, thinking that help will come for her this time for sure. There are still plenty of other students practicing in the field, but none even bother to glance towards her direction. She knocks on the glass. Nothing. B-but . . . this does not make sense. Why isn’t anyone listening. She needs help. Someone. Anybody . . . .

“It’s no use,” the raven guy says.

“We told you before, didn’t we? We’ve blocked this room. No one can hear or see us,” the redhead tells her.

What? Are these guys for real? How can a human do that?

“Because we are not humans,” comes his answer. “And before you ask, yes, we can read your mind.”

“W— Just what are you?” They tore her clothes like they are made of paper. They corner her with inhuman speed, even though she swears that they were not even moving when she tried to take off. They can read her mind, and they have incredible strength.

“Why, we’re youkais, of course.”

What?

Just as the night wind blows, Hana witnesses in horror as the illusion disappears, the two seemingly perfectly normal guys turning into monsters with horns and pointed ears dressed in layers of very intricate yukata robes.

Two long horns pointed upward from his forehead, while a slit appears on the center. The raven black hair increases in length, growing to the level of his waist. If she thinks that he was pale before, his skin now becomes even much paler. His eyes are red and haunting, and he has a thin smile spreading across his lips. The front of his robe is open, revealing bloody criss-cross skin.

On the other side, the redhead grows some long scars on his tan skin. They are so long that they need stitches just to hold the skin back together. Long earrings decorate each of his earlobe while fangs appear when he parts his lips.

The two of them drag her off to the bed, where the redhead holds her wrists by from the head of the bed, while the raven haired situated himself in between her forcedly parted legs. Hana screams and struggles, but they always seem to have the upper hand. They remove the little piece of garment that is still attached to her body, before a c**k suddenly enters her without warning.

In one swift motion, the c**k slips into her until he passes through her barrier. Hana is unprepared, and the forced friction causes her dry walls to bleed in respond. She screams louder, but this time out of tremendous pain that she is experiencing. It hurts so much to the point that it can not be described with words. She is hurting so much that she throws her head back by instinct.

“s**t, the smell. Oh f**k, she smells so good!” he exclaims, causing bile to rise to her throat.

“Enjoy her well, Tsuriki. It’s not every day that we find a virgin,” the red one chuckles in response, before taking out his c**k as well and hanging it over Hana’s head, scaring her with its massive size.

The dark youkai takes advantage of her shocked state to thrust into her deeper, all of the way until he is deeply situated inside her passage. He is buried inside her so deep that he can feel the heat of her uterus kiss the foreskin of his engorged c**k. And when that happens, he starts to move.

Tears stream down from Hana’s brown eyes when she can no longer tolerate the pain. She feels like her breath is being repeatedly knocked out of her that the man impales her repeated, again and again until she loses feeling of her legs all together. He reaches into the deepest part of her, leaving his mark all over her insides. She has never left so exposed and vulnerable all at once.

He f***s her raw and hard until her whole entire body shakes. Blood streams from her inner thighs, staining his huge c**k along the way. It hurts so much until her mind goes blank. What is she going to do now? Her virginity has been stolen from her, and she can not do anything about it. Hana whimpers as the man dives his c**k even deeper into her, pounding in and out violently until he tears her up yet again. She begs for him to stop, but he ignores her, too lost in the pleasure of the s*x.

This is rape. She is forced into this. Hana does not want this. She had saved herself up for her crush, Hiki-kun. Hana is actually a timid girl, despite being seen as the perfect role model. She is not one to be bothered with trivial things like hormones and relationships, until Hiki-kun changed everything. But then these two arrive and force themselves into her.

Hana’s tears have dried by the time the guy emptied himself inside her. She can feel his hot semen seeping deep into her as he pumps out hard. Almost at the same time, the redhead cums onto her, shooting out his load until her face and breasts are well covered with him. Sweat covers their entire bodies by the time they are done with her, both panting heavily above her.

The girl barely has time to cry to herself from the rape, before her chest starts burning up. It hurts so much to the point that she can barely breathe. Her chest feels heavy, and when she opens her eyes, emerald green light emits from her skin — on her breasts, to be precise. Hana has no idea what is happening, other than realizing the fact that her body is changing.

What in the world is going on? The light blinds her before she can think any further, almost taking every ounce of energy her body has, draining and transferring it to two separate places.

By the time the light dies down, Hana is left to stare at two mountain tops on her chest. What the— This can’t be happening . . . .

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