Yukari realizes something is wrong

(Chapter originally by faith on writing.com)

It all seemed so hopeless.

Yukari was sitting on the tiled floor of the Love Hotel's bathroom. Her legs were parted as wide as the limber girl could manage, her pussy (soaked through and through with her juices) lasciviously presented to her classmate, her back arched and resting against her Senpai (the older woman's large breasts practically serving as a pillow for her head) while Mitsuru's hands busily played with Yukari's own perky nipples. Yukari gasped and her whole body shuddered in restrained delight as Minako's soft lips made contact with Yukuri's waiting clit. It was a complete and utter surrender to the sweet pleasures and harsh disciplines of the two women now playing with her body, the crowning achievement of her desires and her utter shame.

Then the world went black.

The interruption was brief, but telling. Yukari gasped and flailed in surprise, toppled Mitsuru and narrowly avoiding kicking Minako in the face in her shock. She scrambled about on the still went floor, coming to a stop in the dark and looking around in the confusion. The world was almost completely black, save for a sickly green glow coming from the other room.

"The Dark Hour." Yukari whispered after a moment.

"It was close by." Mitsuru said with disinterest.

"Yeah...." Yukari said, struggling to clear her head.

"Anyway...." Minako said somewhere in the darkness. "Let's continue..."

"Huh?" Yukari said. "But..we had a mission, right?"

"Trying to get out of your punishment, Takeda?" Mitsuru said with disapproval.

"No! But...I mean...is it even SAFE here?" Yukari asked. "This is where that big shadow manifested..."

"You pick the strangest times to worry about such things." Mitsuru said, shaking her head. "We've kept a careful eye on this area. No shadows should threaten us here."

"Then...then why are we even here?" Yukari asked. "Did...did you two PLAN all this?"

"Really, Yukari? Deflecting blame? I expected better of you." Mitsuru said.

"Same here! In fact....there's no way...you would ever lie about a mission. Or blow a mission off just to...to have sex! You both know how dangerous the Dark Hour is! You would never...unless...the shadows already got to you!" Yukari whispered.

"That's completely absurd." Mitsuru said.

"Its not! Shadows messing with your head and get you obsessed about sex? That's not only possible, that's EXACTLY what happened to me the last time I was here! You both KNOW that! Oh my god-"

"Yukari..." Minako whispered.

"...What?"

"Is it really that hard...to believe that I want you?" Minako asked, with a trace of hurt in her voice.

"...no." Yukari whispered. "But...but...you aren't acting like you, Minako. That love confession was the only thing from you that sounded at all genuine. And Mitsuru-"

"What about me, Yukari?" Mitsuru asked softly. "Is it really that hard to believe? You and I have fought a thousand battles back to back. I've told you things I would never dare tell another soul. You've became my family when my father died. You've been closer than a sister to me this past year...I trust you with my life, and I would do anything to protect your well being."

Yukari drew in a breath.

"Your as close as a lover to both of us already, Yukari. You have been for a very long time. So why bother with the distinction? If your going to feel the pain that goes with it, if your going to suffer because we suffer...why not get the fun out of the attachment too?" Mitsuru said, smiling in the dark.

"I don't..." Yukari began.

"I have personal trainers, Yukari. Fencing, physical fitness, diet specialists...a complete entourage dedicated to keeping me fit and attractive. And yet, you keep to your own routine, pick out your own clothes, maintain your own diets. What I would utterly fail at without a guiding hand you do every day by simple **** of will. And where I stay silent and accept you have no fear of speaking your mind, sometimes viciously! I've always admired you, Yukari. Your personality...your body. Lately, its become more than that." Mitsuru said. "Please believe me."

"....I...I do." Yukari said.

She felt a pair of arms embrace her in the dark. And like lightning she pushed them both away and bolted for the door. Her clothes law just out in the hallway. Her invoker lay hidden within the pile. As she felt around on hands and knees for the tell tale solidity of the weapon, she felt hands grasping at her, no longer with any hint of gentleness. She felt herself being pulled away, just as she got a firm hold of the gun. A shot went out in the dark.

The world exploded around her. The windows of the hotel room shattered outward. Papers, clothes, and even furniture began to spin around the room the sound of a harsh gale thrummed in the air. Mitsuru and Minako found themselves pinned against the wall, a minature hurricane making it impossible to move. And at the eye of that storm, illuminated in the pale green light of the Dark Hour, stood the naked form of Yukari Takeda, a glare of determination on her face.

"I do believe it, Senpai. Which makes this really hard, because it means you two aren't just shadows that look like them. You have their memories and their emotions, too. But you definitely aren't them! There's nothing good or kind about either of you! Its all manipulation and lies! So who the hell are you? What do you want? Tell me what I want to know, and get out of their heads RIGHT NOW! Otherwise....I swear I'll rip Tartarus apart brick by brick to find you, and there won't be anything left when I'm done!" Yukari screamed.

The pair stared. Then laughed in unison.

"THE HELL IS SO FUNNY?"

"Nothing, Yuka-chan." Minako said in a syrupy tone. "Its just I've never been so hot for you as I am right now."

"SHUT THE HELL UP!"

"Oh, no, she means it. Neither of us has ever seen you quite this angry before. You look very fuckable right now." Mitsuru said with a smile. "And believe me, that's not just us saying that. Your two girlfriends agree completely, even if they're two cowardly to say so."

"You seem pretty smug for someone who's been found out." Yukari said, advancing on them.

"Well, your hardly going to harm us. Not if you want to avoid hurting your friends." Mitsuru said.

"Yeah? Well, here's a question. An invoker is basically a tool that breaks through the mind to unite the conscious with its persona, right? You always said it wasn't very effective if used on another person rather than yourself. But I wonder..." Yukari said, moving closer to Mitsuru and pressing her mock pistol against the older woman's temple. "How good a hold do you have on Senpai's brain right now? Think you can keep a firm grip if I pull this trigger?"

"....I have absolutely no idea." Mitsuru said with perfect honest, a sentiment the original echoed.

"Okay, I take it back. NOW I've never been hotter for you." Minako said, a little awestruck.

"Mitsuru, if you're in there, sorry ahead of time. This is probably gonna hurt. But I'm getting the impression your puppet master is not gonna cooperate with me here or let go on her own...and frankly she's been a huge bitch all night long. Plus I kinda owe her for what she did to my ass earlier. So here goes..."

"Stop."

It came as a soft, soothing whisper, compelling yet sinister. Yukari whirled around, only to be confronted by a figure decked head to foot in a vast black cloak. Her eyes widening, Yukari raised her Invoker to her head with a trembling hand. From inside the darkness of the cloak two pinpoints of pink light glowed, then a beam of energy shot forth and struck the naked girl. With a gasp she staggered back, her head instantly woozy. She attempted again to raise her gun up, but found herself dropping it instead. Dizzy and dismayed, Yukari stumbled. Two arms caught her.

"Yukari!" Minako called.

"Are you all right?" Mitsuru asked urgently.

"You guys..." Yukari muttered. "Your back."

"I have given them back their minds, for the time being. Their bodies still belong to me. As does yours."

"Like....hell." Yukari said, only to yelp in surprise as all three sank to the floor in a humble bow. "Shit."

"I'm so sorry." Mitsuru said on her right.

"Its all my fault." Minako spoke up on her left.

"You let us go right now!" Yukari said impotently, blushing madly to be completely naked and on all fours in front of an enemy.

The cloaked figure ignored the three, gesturing about the room. The broken glass and disarrayed furniture began to right itself, sealing up and returning to its original condition. With a second gesture, Yukari watched with a sense of panic as her clothes burst into ash and bluish flames that gave off no heat. All the three had left to their name was her supply of skimpy bikinis.

"You asked a question, Yukari Takeda. I will give a partial answer. My purpose and my name are one. I am Temptation. I am the whisper of every forbidden desire in every human ear. And I want what you want. An end to the Dark Hour, and the prevention of the Fall." The thing spoke again.

The three stared in shock.

"You have done well, this recent setback notwithstanding. So, have your minds free. Welcome your new arrival into your midst in a way that will please me. The morning shall offer new delights and shames for you all." It vanished as they stared.

Yukari's eyes widened as she rose to her feet, a pair of arms once more embracing her. She found her lips and hands moving without her approval, kissing and groping and touching everywhere. It was going to be a long night...