Chatoru's Alchemy Trials (2015) Ep. 02

Chatoru's Alchemy Trials (2015)
Episode 02/Chapter 05: A Past Remembered (Enter Sandman)

Chatoru's face hit the pillow, silken golden hair falling about her head and shoulders. In powder-blue pajamas with stars and moon prints, she lay sprawled across the bed. "What a day," She said exhaustively.

God's Divine had taken her home in a borrowed van, with Chris driving, Cychron up front hunched over, arms crossed, and pissed over about something. And everyone else snugged up in the back. It had taken Chatoru a long moment to realize they'd stopped in front of her building. "So... what now?" her eyes met her brother's. "I mean, where do we go from here? The years that forced us apart?" She asked in a sadden tone.

A thoughtful pause went by as Chaos sighed. He then smiled, "Well, to sleep, I think. For what's left of the night anyways. You can't do well if your body's deprived of sleep." The air in the van tensed up as everyone knew that Chaos was avoiding the question. "Joking aside," Chaos said as he stretched his arms, "Remember that luck affects everything. Let your hook always be cast. In the stream where you least expect it, there will be fish."

"Yes, from the email. You were quoting Ovid." Chatoru said as she gave a little smile.

"Pretty good. It felt appropriate, given your luck in winning the ticket." Chaos leaned in closer as he began musing with Chatoru's hair. "It's also ironic. I never expected to find a sister." His eyes flicked to Cychron, "I'd been told I had no family."

Was there a hint of chagrin in his tone? Chatoru thought to herself. "I thought that as well." Chatoru opened the door to the van, she could feel the blood red eyes follow her as chills went down her spine.

"Chatoru...?" Chatoru turned around to see her brother crouched at the van door. "We'll talk tomorrow, okay? I'm--" he smiled broadly, "I'm so glad you came to our show."

Tomorrow... Chatoru curled up under the sheets, drawing knees to her chest. Tomorrow, I'll see him again. It was her last thought before she fell asleep.

* * *

"Brother!" She was a little girl again. Knee-high, in purple overalls with a band-aid on her shin. Sneaker laces flapping and hair streaming, she ran full tilt into the woods. She cried his name again in such a happy tone as she saw him hunched by an old rotted log. In his well-worn tee, shorts and muddy sneakers. "Sis, check this out!" he waved her over and pointed to an armored beetle trying to scuttle away.

"Cool!" Chatoru said as they were transfixed on the bug. "And look!" Chatoru chipped as she held out a necklace of crudely woven dandelions. "I made it. I made this for you, brother."

"Ah, neat!" He beamed as she wriggled it over his head. "Thank you! I'm the luckiest brother in the world!" The two laughed until they heard a voice calling them. They turned to the direction of the sound as they said in unison, "Mom!"

Chaos sprang up. "Race you!"

"Hey! No fair! Wait for me!" she scrambled after him.

"Brother!" she wailed. Light had turned into darkness as Chatoru knelt in front of her mother and father. Wait, when did this happen? When did I change? She thought to herself as she noticed the spring dress with little flower prints she had on. But, her focus was drawn to the two prone bodies on the living room floor, and they wouldn't move no matter how hard she shook them. "Mama... P-papa..." she sobbed.

Just in front of her stood Chaos as he stood against the monster that loomed over him. It was the boogeyman made flesh. Inhumanly tall and lanky, like some nightmarish cartoon. It was dressed in tatters, torn jeans, and an old army jacket circa Vietnam, and a beat-up, wide-brimmed black hat that veiled its face in shadows. It raised its arms, and its hands... its hands were knives. No flesh, just steel.

"How dare you!!" Chaos growled. The monster only rasped out laughter. "Damn you!" Chaos got right into a sprint as he screamed to the top of his lungs, "GO TO HELL!!"

Suddenly, her brother's little body seized up in mid-air as he screamed in agony. His head snapped back, arms out. One hand erupted with swirling azure flames, then the other. Fire ran up each arm as he hung up in the air by an invisible hook. The flames then became a maelstrom as the boy's body floated back to the ground. And when his feet touched down seconds later, the maelstrom ignited as it revealed the boy enwrapped in a blazing aura.

The boy began to chuckle to himself as he kept clenching and unclenching his fist. "It's a little small, but it'll have to do." It was her brother's voice, but it wasn't him. He looked back at the monster with a sinister gaze as he said, "Time to go back to hell, you piece of shit."

The boy leapt towards the darkness as Chatoru screamed, "BROTHER!!" She tore out of the sheets. For several heartbeats she couldn't place herself in time or space. With her arm outstretched in front of her, she began to realize she was in her room as she noticed the glowing holo-display clock by her bedside. She fell back to her pillow, her cheeks wet with tears as she began sobbing.

No sooner, it seemed to Chatoru, had she fallen back asleep that her alarm went off. "Rise and Shine--!" The clock's holographic project morphed into Chibi-Chat, who threw back its little bobble head and sang, "Take on the day with a one-two punch--!"

Chatoru slapped blindly at the clock, Chibi-Chat wavering as her hands passed right through it. "Hey! Don't ignore me!" The little avatar put its teeny fists on its hips. "Get up! This is your final warning!" it said as it started flailing its tiny arms adorably. Seeing that there was no use, Chibi-Chat had a devious smile as its eyes turned into sinister stars, "Alright, you asked for it..."

The mattress rumbled as four robotic tentacles shot out from underneath the bed. And before Chatoru realized it, one had flipped off the covers while another yanked down her pajama pants and a third clamped down on her beige colored panties. "Hey, wait!" she cried. "I didn't program this--!"

Chibi-Chat jumped for joy as it cheered, "WEDGIE TIME!"

And with that, the robo-arm drew back, forcing a yelp from Chatoru. Face buried in her pillow and her little rear jutting up, she felt a worsening squeeze on her crotch as the panties bunched up snugly between her cheeks and pulled tight against her mound as the waistband crept up Chatoru's tummy.

Then the other robo-arms got in on the action, squirming up Chatoru's pajama shirt to prod her sides with their chilly steel digits. She shrieked hysterically into the pillow, kicking and pounding the mattress while her own robot tickled her without mercy. And through all her desperate writhing, the panties worked themselves even tighter up her butt.

"Ah! St-ah! Ha, ha, ha! Stop! I'm--I'm up! I'm up! I'm awake! Ha, ha, ha!" Chatoru pleaded as her lungs had difficulty controlling her breathing through the laughter.

"An' let that be a lesson to ya!" crowed Chibi-Chat as her holographic form began to morph back into the clock. And as Chatoru got off the bed, as if to make its own point, the robo-arm gave a brisk tug on her panties before leaving a well precision smack to her tush.

She yipped and hopped. Rubbing her bottom, pants down around her knees and stretched-out undies wedged finely between her buns. Chatoru muttered to herself on her way to the bathroom as she picked out her panties and noticed a wet spot on the crotch of her undies. "Great. Stupid AI... I think I've created a monster"

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Episode 02/Chapter 06: A Past Remembered (The New Kids)

"Sneak attack!"

Chatoru let out a girlish shriek as two hands cupped her breasts from behind. "Got you, Chat-chan--" Yomi sang, hugging her about the shoulders. "...So, come on." She sat down and beamed at her friend, "Tell me about the show. Did you meet him? Chaos?"

Yes, he can throw fire and lightning, and turns out we're siblings too. "Um..." the blonde studied her desk, "Well--" Excluding the bully and her revelation about Chaos, she went over the night. "--and then they drove me home." When she looked up, Chatoru saw that Yomi's eyes had widened and jaw slackened into an adorable picture of awe.

"Ahh! I'm so jealous! Oh, why'd I have to work yesterday?" Yomi bantered on as she ran her fingers through her hair in frustration.

"You never told me why you couldn't get time off. Didn't you say the manager likes you?"

"Yeah, 'cause I don't make a fuss when he pats my butt. The others get on him about sexual harassment, but it doesn't bother me since he's gay. Still, we had two girls call in sick. There was nothing he could do." She buried her face in her hands and groaned, "What crappy luck!"

"Oh wait, I almost forgot." Chatoru pulled a folded poster from her backpack. "For you. Everyone in the band signed it."

Yomi had the poster spread out in a blink of an eye. "YEEE! You're the best friend ever!" she squealed delightedly, but then added with a pout, "I'm still totally jealous of you. I can't even imagine it, meeting Satsune, and Sam, and--and... C-Chaos...?" Yomi looked star struck as Chatoru was confused over her friend's bewilderment.

Chatoru waved her hand in front of her, "Are you alright, Yomi-chan?"

Amidst gasps and shocked cries from her classmates, Chatoru looked to the front. ...Another dream? No, Chaos was actually stepping into class, dressed in the school's uniform. Black slacks, and a grey blazer, his worn open over a black tee. And the rest of God's Divine followed him in.

All eight members lined up side by side, all the guys never stood out anymore then when they were on stage, excluding Cychron and Eddie. Cychron looked like a caged animal as he had his head down and looked pissed as he looked around the room, while Eddie didn't have his hat on. The girls definitely stood out as Satsune with her pink hair and her cross diamond red and black tie instead of the standard bow-tie, and Sam as she wore a long skirt that almost touched to her ankles.

The class president scrambled to her feet. "A-all rise... um, bow..."

"Well, this is most unusual." The teacher shuffled his papers at the podium, "But we'll have eight new additions for the remainder of the year."

* * *

"Really, what's so bizarre?" Seemingly oblivious to the stares and whispers from everyone he passed, Chaos strolled alongside his sister to the vending machines. "I mean, we want to graduate just like everyone else. We still went to school even after our success, just everyone kind of knew us already."

"Yes, all right. B-but a transfer midway through senior year, for all of you... And how on Earth did you manage to arrange it so quickly? We only just met last night."

Chaos scanned the vending machine's selection and pressed the button for orange juice. "Your principal was a big help." Chaos coughed as he seemed to be wanting to avoid answering that question. He paused, frowned at his juice. "And I couldn't just hop on the flight from Hokkaido, not after finally finding you."

Chatoru started turning red, "A-and I'm glad. Ahem. I'm glad you're here. But it's just-- this is all such a shock." She glanced left, right, and then nudged closer. "There's so much I want to ask you. Last night--"

"Chat-chan!"

Yomi skidded to a halt in front of them, her melons bobbing. "You won't believe it, but some--" Just then realizing she was mere inches from Chaos himself.

"Yo. What's up?" Chaos kindly acknowledged the energetic girl's presence.

Yomi suddenly panting for breath as her eyes began shining like stars. "Ah, hah, h--oh my God, oh my-- I-I'm, like, a s-super big fan, and, um--"

Chaos just smiled back, "Thank you for your support."

"Yomi...?" Chapter waved a hand by her friend's eyes. "What won't I believe?"

"Oh!" she gave her head a brisk shake. "Some guy was trying to hit on Satsune Yuukiro, and--"

All three whipped around as they had heard metal collapsing on itself to find something bouncing off the lockers down the hall, hard enough to leave a major dent. That something was a boy, another senior. He went sprawling on all fours as Satsune strode over. "No one, and I mean no one--" her violet eyes blazed as her face began to glow with such a dark expression, "TOUCHES MY ASS!!"

Chaos winced, "Ouch..." Turning to Chatoru, who was wringing her hands, he added apologetically, "Well, that's Satsune for ya. If she doesn't like something, she'll let you know. But I don't think she'll do any permanent damage... except for the locker, that is. But to tell you the truth, this is pretty tame compared to when I first met her."

"When you first met her!?" the two girls shouted in fear.

Yeah, she was way worse than this before, but," as he whispered to the girls, "you didn't hear that from me. Besides," as Chaos looked back to the mischief at hand, "she'll let you touch her if she likes you. Think of her like a cat." Blood began to run down Yomi's nose as both her and Chatoru went red at the thought of Satsune with pink cat ears. "Maybe I should-- ah, never mind. ChaosReacon will take care of this."

"Do you always call him that?" Chatoru wondered.

"Who? CR? It's just what he goes by. Nobody knows his real name, and that's just how he likes it."

They watched as ChaosReacon drew Satsune off the boy, who clambered to his feet and ran away sniffling. "It's odd," Chaos went on, "so much talent, but he's still very anti-social, and probably the least popular member of the group. Heck, I even sometimes call him a ghost since he can just chime into a conversation without anyone realizing he was even there, and then vanish the same way."

"Come on, Satsune. Quit making a scene." ChaosReacon said as he looked like he was hanging his head in shame.

ChaosReacon had a slender, lithe build and spiky hair that hung messily about his face. Like a lot of the guys, he wore his school jacket unbuttoned, and Chatoru noticed the silver alchemical cross around his neck. She'd seen that symbol before, a serpent draped over the cross, atop which sat a crown with angelic wings, and wondered briefly if it meant anything to him. But what caught her eye as he came nearer was his face. Where were those signature flame tattoos from the night before? She thought to herself.

He looked up, noticing her staring, "Just makeup. You know, like KISS."

"Oh, they looked so real," she responded in embarrassment.

ChaosReacon lets go of Satsune as he began walking away, "Now, please, control yourself, Satsune. We may be beasts when it comes to drums, but we don't need to be beasts off-stage."

Satsune stuck out her tongue to him as she retorted, "You probably don't understand as you're not a girl and never had someone grope your behind."

"Wow," cheered Yomi, back into her fan-girl phase, "Yuukiro-sempai, you're amazing! You sent that jerk flying! You really know karate, huh?" She punched and chopped the air with a cute little, "Hi-ya!" as her eyes beamed brightly.

Satsune couldn't hold back her laughter as she eased back to a smile. "Ah, you must be Chat-chan's friend. Since we're all in the same homeroom, just call me Sat-chan."

The poor girl looked like she was about to faint. "Uh, um, o-okay," she swallowed, "Sat-chan..." Yomi's face lit up with embarrassment and excitement as she befriended her idol.

"All right," Satsune said with a big smile, "but don't flail around like you were. Come with me and I'll show you. If a guy's making trouble, this is what you should do--"

Chatoru meanwhile signaled her brother aside. "Last night, I had a dream." She nibbled her lip hesitantly, then went on, "There was a man. A tall, grey man, with--with knives for h--"

Chaos interrupted as he cleared his throat, "Not here." Chaos touched her shoulder and leaned in close. "And you don't have to worry. That man is gone and will never come back. But we can't talk now. Too many eyes and ears around. Meet me after school." He gave her shoulder a warm squeeze and smiled. "I have another surprise for you."

He had been right. Chatoru was shocked as almost all the students in the area had their eyes zeroed in on him and her as they whispered together in the hall. Already texts were flying and rumors growing. Among the gawkers was a red-headed girl, whose cheeks turned the color of her hair as she clenched her fists and scowled at Chatoru.

"That damned Wonder-Girl."

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Episode 02/Chapter 07: A Past Remembered (Girls' Room Confessions)

Chatoru exited the stall as Chaos's last words to her kept playing through her mind. I have another surprise for you. Meet me after school.

Chatoru sighed as she turned on the faucet. "I don't think I can handle so many surprises in such a short amount of tim--" she glanced up and was startled to see Makoto scowling in the bathroom mirror. "Aihara?" She spun around to face the redhead.

"So, you're best friends with rock stars now?" Makoto pressed in until Chatoru was bent backwards over the sink. "How'd you all of a sudden get so close to Chaos, huh?" Makoto questioned as her eyes looked like they could stop someone dead in their tracks.

"W-what--?" Chatoru looked away, practically nose-to-nose with the red-head. No way could she reveal the truth, not yet anyways. "I was showing him around the school. I don't know what you're talking--"

"Oh, please," Makoto nearly spat. "Come on, Wonder-Girl. Don't play dumb. There hasn't been more than an inch between you two since he arrived." And it's my fault the teacher placed him in the empty seat behind me? Chatoru thought to herself as Makoto kept getting disturbingly closer to her. "Everyone's seen you whispering together. So, spill it. Are you screwing him?" Makoto's lips pulled into a smirk as Chatoru blushed. "You really are, aren't you?"

"We've--" as Chatoru tried to explain.

"How'd you get down his pants, Wonder-Girl? Send him naked pics? I would have never thought a goody-two-shoes like you would ever be a groupie--"

Time stopped, and the sound hung in the air. Both girls froze, Makoto with her face turned askew as there was a pink splotch on her cheek. And Chatoru, whose open palm tingled from the slap.

"Aihara, I'm sorry, but--"

"You bitch!" Makoto lashed back. Chatoru felt a sudden burning on her scalp as Makoto grabbed her hair. With a violent jerk, the red-head tore a shriek from Chatoru and sent the blonde lurching forward. Off balance, Chatoru felt Makoto tugging on her skirt, but couldn't stop Makoto from yanking it down, nearly taking her panties with it. Chatoru's white cotton bikini briefs were left in a bunch, halfway down her butt. Makoto shot out an arm and grasped a handful of the soft fabric. "Here, let me fix that for you."

Chatoru was taken back as she squealed, "Ow! Ai-ah! AihaRA!!" Her pitched raised as Makoto wrenched the panties towards her chest. With a shrill gasp, Chatoru sprang to her toes and thrust her hips forward as her skirt fell to the floor.

One hand clutching her hair as the other clutched the front of her panties, Makoto trundled Chatoru into one of the stalls. The blonde's glasses clattered on the floor as she fell to her knees. "This will put you in your place!" Makoto plunged Chatoru's head-first into the toilet and slammed the lever as her other hand grabbed her panties from behind.

"Swirly Wedgie!" Makoto crowed over the noise of flushing water. "How do you like that, Groupie?"

"Ack! Gah!" Chatoru coughed and sputtered, water streaming off her blonde bangs. "L-let go of me, Aihara!" Chatoru demanded between catching her breath.

"Ready to confess, Wonder-Girl?" the redhead hauled back on the panties as Chatoru was moved up against the toilet, hoisted her butt in the air.

Chatoru coughed, "I didn't--!"

"All right," she pressed down on Chatoru's head before grabbing two hands full of the white cotton as she hauled the panties high in the air, "Get back in there!"

A few steps away, Sam Miguchi pushed open the bathroom door, but froze when she heard Makoto as she saw the abandoned skirt on the floor.

"We're not finished, Hitomi," she hissed. "Meet me on the path in the woods."

The door thudded shut, startling Makoto, who peered quickly out of the stall. Nobody was there, for the moment. "And don't keep me waiting." She shouldered her way out, leaving Chatoru in a heap on the floor as her body was tired from her ordeal.

Chatoru found the strength to get up as she picked up her glasses, tears began falling, "Why me? What rotten luck got me into this mess?" Chatoru asked herself between her sobs.

Meanwhile, Sam hurried down the hallway, breasts bobbing along. Curvy and buxom, her red-hair, though hers was a brighter scarlet than Makoto's, streamed behind her as she ran full tilt down the halls. "Where is he? Chaos needs to know. Where could he be?" she muttered to herself. She burst into homeroom, nearly colliding into ChaosReacon.

CR placed his hands up, "Wo! Where's the fire, Sam?"

"C-CR!? Listen, I think Chatoru's in trouble. Where's Chaos?"

ChaosReacon calmed down as he answered, "Went to get things ready..." CR's usual blank face turned grim, "Where's Chatoru?"

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Episode 02/Chapter 08: A Past Remembered (Into the Woods)

While most of the school was either going home or reporting to clubs, Chatoru, bundled in her scarf and pea coat, followed the rough wooded path on the edge of campus. What am I doing? She thought, and not for the first time. Still, better to confront the judo president, Makoto Aihara, now and get it over with. Whatever happens, she promised herself, I won't back down.

But Chatoru's mind had changed as she rounded the bend and spied Makoto up ahead. There was a duffel bag by her feet, holding a cricket paddle and who knew what else. And what really made Chatoru's stomach sink was the length of rope Makoto was just then slinging over a thick tree branch.

This is getting too weird... as she began to back away slowly. One step, then another. A sound reached her ear as it caused her heart to sink as her heel came down on a twig. No! No, no, no! Chatoru's mind had stopped as her mouth began to widen in her disbelief. The red-head perked up and turned to the sound as they locked eye contact. Out of options, no way could she outrun Makoto on the path as Chatoru crashed through the bush.

Unluckily, what she waded into was a briar patch, whose thorns ripped at her clothes with maddening tenacity. Within a few steps her skirt was caught, and there was no way of her getting it undone from the thorny trap. Tug as she might, it only became even more hopelessly entangled.

"Hitomi!" Makoto shouted from the path. "Get back here!!"

She sounds pissed!! Chatoru thought with an anxious desire to leave. No choice, Chatoru unclasped the skirt and ploughed on. "Leave me alone!! Haven't you done enough already!?" she cried back, just before a sharp yank on her panties abruptly sent her stumbling forward. "Ah!!" No way... She thought to herself. She pitched onto all fours. She twisted around only to find that her undies snagged on a thorny branch, and in a tangle halfway down her hips. "Oh, come on!" Unwilling to ditch her underwear as well, Chatoru frantically kicked, pulled and jerked to free herself.

"Well - oof," Makoto grumbled as she took Chatoru by the arm and hauled her up, "Isn't this a picture? Move it!" The blonde's eyes widen in horror as she had been caught. She scrambled to pull her panties back as Makoto dragged her from the bush.

And with a final yank on Chatoru's scarf, Makoto finished binding Chatoru's arms behind her back. "Let me go..." The blonde squirmed and jerked her shoulders, but to no avail as she began to sob. They were back in the clearing, both girls scuffed and disheveled from their fight, though Chatoru was the worse off. Her coat and shoe lay strewn on the path, her blouse was smudged with dirt and grass.

"First, you're going to tell me everything about you and the band," -sneering-- "And I do mean everything." Makoto took an end of the rope and slid it down the back of Chatoru's blouse. "Like, how many of them you slept with?"

"None!" Tears began to fall as Chatoru felt the rough cord rub against her buns as Makoto threaded it through her panty leg-holes before tying it off. It all reminded her of Ryofu. She never wanted to feel that pain again.

Finished with the knot, Makoto stepped back in front of Chatoru. She smirked, and began to unbutton the blonde's shirt. "Really? Did you go down on any of them?" And with a tug on the blouse, she bared Chatoru's bra. "Or was it with all of them, the girls too?"

"Stop it!!" Chatoru cried, blushed to the ears. "What is wrong with you!?"

"Oh, you're one to talk, little Miss Crybaby." Snorted Makoto as she placed her hand on Chatoru's jaw as she stared at Chatoru up and down with the creepiest eyes Chatoru had ever seen before Makoto let go of her face. Makoto then took the opposite end of the rope in both hands. "Acting like little Miss Perfect all the time, but I know the truth. I can read it on your face!" With that, she hauled back on the rope, dragging it over the tree branch and briskly hiking Chatoru's panties all the way to her shoulder-blades. The blonde couldn't hold back a piercing squeal as her panties shot up her butt.

"Yeah! You know you loved it!" The strain came through in Makoto's voice as she heaved back. "Ready? Going up!" Chatoru screamed and kicked the air, her feet rising jerkily off the ground. Makoto managed to tie off the rope, leaving a whimpering, blushing Chatoru to dangle by her panties, all her weight squeezing down on her poor crotch. "Now let's send your new boyfriend some pictures." Makoto took out her phone before taking aim at her helpless victim.

"Let's not." A masculine voice, cool but with an edge, sounded in her ear. No sooner had this someone plucked the cell from her grip that Makoto felt a hand roughly pulled her arm behind her back.

Chatoru opened her eyes in surprise as she recognized the voice. "Chaos...Reacon--?" There he was, the ghost had appeared out of nowhere. Calm and collected, he placed the cell in his pocket as Makoto fidgeted.

"Hey! What the hell do you think you're--!!" She barely had time to gasp before she felt him clutching her panties through the seat of her skirt and, with a brisk yank made her squeak and hop to her toes.

"When you're the lowest of the low," ChaosReacon said, "you'll get what's coming to you the same way you give it out."

Minutes later, Makoto was the one dangling by her panties. "Untie me!" She kicked, her skirt flapping up. "You can't leave me like this!"

ChaosReacon only shrugged. "Just bounce yourself... They'll rip." He glanced at Makoto's phone. "And if not, I texted your Judo team. They'll be here soon."

"W-what?" Makoto said as her face turned pale.

"And that's what you get for picking on a rock star's sister." He said as he placed the phone on the ground by Makoto.

"Wait--S-sister--!! You!?" She was star struck. "No way..." The ghost looked back at Chatoru as she finished making herself decent.

"You about ready, Chatoru-san?"

Chatoru had been pulling on her coat. "Yes. But first--" She stomped over to Makoto, pretty face all twisted into a scowl, and brusquely dug down the front of Makoto's skirt. "--This!" with a swift jerk, she wedged the baby-blue panties right up Makoto's sex, drawing a shocked yowl. "Is for calling me a groupie!!"

The ghost's face twitched as he saw Chatoru's aggression towards Makoto's panties. "Ouch..." he said in sympathy.

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Episode 02/Chapter 09: A Past Remembered (Surprise, Surprise)

"And as of today, we're officially Hokuto residents now." ChaosReacon, in his long jacket, nodded to a modest but attractive townhouse.

Chatoru had kept her eyes on her shoes for the walk over, which the ghost didn't seem to mind, or even notice. But at his surprise announcement, she looked up sharply. "How--?" The question would have to wait as her brother was coming out the front door while getting off a phone call.

"It was his idea."

"Wha--?" Chatoru barely make out the word before ChaosReacon continued speaking.

"No one had any objections and he made it possible. That and also the Tokyo area was a bit too crowded to fit all eight of us. Though, now it's nine of us, I should say." ChaosReacon said just before leaving into the house, leaving her and her brother alone.

"So, what do you think?" Chaos beamed as he placed his smartphone into his pocket. "We just signed the-- Hey!"

Chatoru flung her arms around him. "I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..." tears welled up and overflowed, "I don't mean to--to get hysterical. I'm such an idiot. I know I should've come to you, it's just--I've always handled things on my own--"

"Perhaps--" He held her in tightly, "maybe you'll change your mind soon. Do you think you can handle one more surprise?"

Chatoru sniffled and nodded as Chaos brought her inside. Sidestepping cardboard boxes that showed the band was still moving in, he led her upstairs to a room much like her own apartment. In fact, the bedspread looked the exact same, and her chair, and--

"Is that--? When did you--? How--?"

"We started to move some of your things over." Satsune poked her head out from the closet. "I hope that wasn't too bold. And don't worry, I didn't let the boys touch any of your stuff."

Dazed, Chatoru turned to her brother. "Chaos...?"

"Well--" He smiled hopefully, "Would you like to live here with us, Sis?

She embraced him again, only this time with laughter. "Yes! Yes, I'd love to! Thank God, CR wasn't joking with me!"

"Wow. He finally started talking to someone else outside of the band?" Satsune joked.

"Then it's official, welcome to our makeshift family. From now on, we'll all be there for you, anytime, anyplace, anything. And by the way," he added pointedly, "that includes any trouble with red-head judoka."

Chatoru shuffled her feet and looked away embarrassed. "You knew that?"

"Of course, I care for these guys like family. Why would I treat you any different?" Chaos asked.

"With the rope, girl's room, and--?"

"Yes, Chatoru, I know. And don't worry," Chaos laughed. What was that sparkle in his eyes? Chatoru thought to herself in confusion, "You know how to deal with it, don't you? Satsune needs some of it as well. 'Open application--'" he spoke aloud.

"Hold on--" wide-eyed, Chatoru whipped her head from him to the chair and back again as Satsune looked confused as to what's going on. "You didn't--!"

"'--Automatic punishment.' See you, Sis." And he was gone with the door shut behind him.

"Uh... Chat-chan?" Satsune pointed bemusedly at the robo-chair, "is it supposed to move like that?" Just then its four robotic arms sprang out as the girls' eyes widen with horror. "What the hell is that thing!?" Satsune yelled as both girls started screaming.

Just before them, Chibi-Chat appeared sitting on the chair. "Welcome, Master and friend. Who's been the naughty girls?" the small digital version of its master's eyes lit up as it gave a creepy smile.

Chatoru was frantically rattling the door knob. "Oh no, no--! Open the door! Let me-- AH!!" She squealed as the robo-chair rolled towards them with arms ready to strike. "Watch out!"

"Yikes!" Satsune yelped, just barely ducking underneath the steel arm as it swung for her. "What the hell is with that small you, Chat-chan!?"

"It's a sadistic program that I have for an assistant, and recently it's been more crueler with its punishments."

Chibi-Chat continued to giggle evilly as Satsune pulled out her katana ready to deliver a deadly blow, "Then it has to be dealt with fast!"

"EEK! Don't break my chair! It took me four months to--"

"EEH!?" Satsune responded with a stunned expression before putting her sword away. "Then turn it off!! How evil can this thing b-- Ack! Let go of my--! AHHH!!" The metallic arm lifted Satsune's skirt as it revealed the black sport shorts underneath while it's pincers brought out her purple thong.

"Ah! Sat-chan! A thong--!?"

"Quit gawking and help me!!" Satsune shouted as she flailed her arms in attempts to regain control of her underwear.

"Ok! Ok! I'll just hav--ah! Not my--! KYAA!!" Chatoru moved her hands down, but couldn't help as the steely hands flipped the back of her skirt.

On the opposite side of the door, Chaos shook his head and chuckled to himself before ambling down the hall. "Hey, Eddie. Need a hand with those boxes?"

Back in her room, Chatoru laid draped, face down and bottom up, over the robo-chain's armrest. Her skirt was bunched around her ankles, and her panties were wedged tight as could be between her cute little buns. An atomic wedgie, it was her first. She wore her stretched-out undies like a dew-rag. What a day for new experiences! she thought.

Satsune was sprawled out beside her, sport shorts bunched up halfway down her buns as the violet thong stretched to its max, all the way up and over her pink-haired head. "Okay... seriously," she groaned, "What possessed you to build such a thing that wrecks your panties?"

"It was supposed to be a disciplinary tool," Chatoru pointed out, "but it does have lots of oth-ER! YIP! Uses..." The arm reared back for another spank as the tiny sprite giggled happily and bounced between the two like a rambunctious child. "It's r-really a great motivational tool. OW!!"

"Chatoru, you need hel-- AH! DAMMIT!" Beyond the door and all the way down the hall you could hear a faint whining, "I SAID NO ONE TOUCHES MY ASS!"

The ghost paid no attention as he sat down behind his newly unpacked drum set. Within moments, all the shouting and squealing was drowned in his beat.

The End - Episode 02/Chapter 09: A Past Remembered (Surprise, Surprise)
         

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Bonus Chapter 01: Episode 1.5 (Forging a Broken Past)

"Why the hell didn't you tell me!?"

Chaos had brought Cychron into his hotel room as he had wished to make this matter private. "When were you going to tell me I had a sister, Cychron!? I thought we agreed we told each other everything! No matter how bad it seemed!!"

"It slipped my mind," Cychron looked away as he knew he was caught up in his lie.

"Bullshit!" Chaos's eyes began to change to the demon red they had been earlier that night, "You had to have known she was there."

Cychron looked back at Chaos with his mismatched eyes as he looked like he was aiming to kill. "After I sent Daroku back I went back to take care of them, but when I returned she was already gone."

Chaos broke no interruption as he listened to his demonic partner.

"I searched the entire night. Not a single trace could I pick up on her, and so I returned and gave your parents a proper burial. Months went by and I eventually gave up, assuming she passed away on that night, or shortly thereafter."

"And you didn't think that was something to remotely tell me, after everything we've been through. Taking down the nine demon organizations, exposing the traitor in your team of friends."

Cychron shrugged, "If you didn't remember her, I thought it would've been better for you if you forgot about her."

The room ignited in the azure flames as Chaos looked to be death itself. "Well, I thought of you as family. Why wouldn't I care about another deceased family member? It wouldn't have made me any lonelier than I was back then."

Cychron began to get agitated, "You're right! You're fucking right!! I should have said something, but that doesn't change what happened in the past! You're still my partner! And that's something that will never change!" Cychron confronted Chaos face-to-face, at the ready to brawl as he screamed, "What will it take to stop your fucking mistrust!?"

The flames died in the room as Chaos's eyes turned back to normal. Still agitated from Cychron's past reasoning, but he knew that they were both wanting to fix this relationship between them. "Well--" - grinning - "You're right. The past can't be changed. But we can start by forging that lost broken past."

"And what the hell do you mean by that?" Cychron looked disgusted as he asked the question.

"We're all going to be making a transfer."

"Aw, shit..." the screamer cursed in defeat.

At the dead of night, Chaos and Cychron were walking down the streets of Hokuto as Cychron began to grumble and complain. "And we have to do this tonight? Isn't this a bit sudden?"

Chaos looked back as he had a big smile etched on his face. "What?" he asked sarcastically. "The mercenary of Hell can't pull the same tricks he had done almost a decade ago? I thought you would've been up for the challenge."

Cychron sighed as they stopped in front of the apartment building. "Well, this is the place." Cychron declared, "Let's hurry and get this over with."

They began to leap off the ground as Chaos followed suite, "With pleasure." And with each floor they climbed they began hearing strange sounds from the building.

"...the hell?" they said in unison.

As they made it to the floor of their destination, the sounds began to echo louder. The duo looked at each other in confusion as Cychron asks, "And which apartment was it again?"

Chaos hopped over balcony after another, "It's the one on the end."

They made it, but what made them worry was the sounds behind the walls. The two pairs of eyes looked through the window as they began their search for the principle of Chatoru's school. "Oh, God... my eyes--" Chaos said as he eyes began to widen.

"The eyes that have seen the many horrors of Hell to last several life times are burning!" Cychron exclaimed as he tried to claw them out.

On the other side of the wall was the Principal, fat and stubby, as he began to crawl on the bed in his unmentionables to reach the other soul in the room. The middle-aged woman was bound to the edge of the bed as the two began to laugh in their lustful nature. He brought his teeth down as he bit string of her black string panties.

The animal side took over as he began to arch his back as the soft cloth entered her mound. She began to cry out a moan as sweat began to cover her body. "Oh, you, dirty old man--" her quiet whisperings echoed amongst the dark room as the two boys outside were filled with horror.

"There are just some things that should be made illegal. No matter who it is, anyone will admit this is just wrong." Chaos began to shiver as the events continued the other side.

"No more!!" Cychron's hand had been enveloped in darkness as he went on in haste, "Let's finish with the memory rewriting and get the hell away from this shit-hole!!"

"Good plan, hurry before any more of my mind is scarred to Hell."

The End - Bonus Chapter 01: Forging a Broken Past
         

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