Went to cover for Yukiko before someone saw her!

(Chapter originally by doragom333 on writing.com)

As Yukiko launched her line into the river she was confused, as she had felt a sudden release of tightness around her upper chest area. She then noticed a thicker line trailing through the air around where her fishing hook was, flapping in the wind as it flew into the river, which puzzled her even further as she knew she didn't have any fishing lures to go on the hook along with the bait. Then she felt Chie's hands clasp over her breasts, and she knew that something was very wrong.

"CHIE!?" Yukiko gasped. "What are you doing!? Why are you grabbing my b-!" she paused, and her jaw began to drop as she realized there was a distinct lack of bra between Chie's hands and her own body. "OH NO!" she shrieked, nearly dropping the rod in shock.

"Whoa! Careful!" Chie shouted, releasing Yukiko to help catch the rod, then sighing in relief when she saw that her friend had managed to hold on to it.

"I.. how...?" Yukiko muttered, staring down, flabbergasted as she tried to process her topless state.

"Yukiko, that weird waving you were doing caused you to hook your own bra! But the good thing is that if it's still on the hook, we should be able to reel it in! Now, focus!" Chie yelled, bringing Yukiko back to attention before latching her hands onto her friend's exposed breasts once more.

"Chie? Ngh..." Yukiko gasped once again, though not as shocked and surprised as she was the first time. "I-I understand now, but, why are you, um, grabbing me there?"

"Wha? Isn't it obvious?" Chie said, taken aback. "Just because it's raining doesn't mean no one's outside! Your arms are tied up and I can't get dive in to get your bra back myself; not in this time or weather anyway. So I'm covering for you until you can reel it in!"

"But, mmph... Chie," Yukiko grunted, her voice strained. "You're kinda... squeezing me pretty tightly there, you know?"

"Eh?" went Chie, as she slowly turned to Yukiko, actually bringing herself to look squarely at her for the first time after her unintentional disrobing. Yukiko's face was scrunched up in a nervous, wincing expression, with a soft look in her eyes and a red flush across her cheeks. Nervously keeping her breath in check, Chie peered over Yukiko's shoulder and saw that her hands weren't just covering Yukiko's chest, but nearly flattening them under her grip. In that moment, Chie could swear she could feel Yukiko's heartbeat along part of her palm.

"BWAH!" Chie gasped, releasing her grip entirely, allowing Yukiko to breathe easily once again. "Sorry, sorry, sorry!" she apologized, bringing her hands back away from Yukiko, opening and closing them as if she was in a state of disbelief at what she had been doing. "I-I panicked! Didn't mean to go that far, you know?" said Chie, speaking more and more quickly, trying to save face. "It's just, someone seeing you like this now would be the absolute worst, after all that's happened tonight. But I totally didn't mean to be creepy or anything! Just was trying to do what any good friend would and-"

"Chie, it's okay," Yukiko said, much more calmly.

"What?" Chie asked.

The wind loudly roared around them, reminding Yukiko she needed to speak up.

"Oh! I said it's okay!" Yukiko shouted back. "Please, go back to covering me! Just... not so tight this time, okay?"

Now it was Chie's turn to blush. "Yukiko!? O-Okay," Chie replied, standing behind Yukiko and covering her up with her hands once more, setting them in place this time instead of pushing in. "N-Now, let's hurry up and reel it in!" she stammered.

Yukiko, nodded, and began to reel in quickly, which by now meant pulling the line back from downstream. She hoped that her bra was still there and not lost to the elements yet, as even though it would be completely soaked now, it was still better than nothing. She couldn't very well walk back home topless, even with Chie providing coverage for her. Although, she couldn't deny that Chie's hands felt very warm and comforting, and was partly why she let her touch her to cover her again. especially now that she wasn't squeezing out of reflex, (which where Chie was concerned meant "**** grip".) Although Chie being so warm likely also meant that she herself was getting too cold. Since Chie was also exposed to the same elements she was, it meant that if Chie was like a warm fireplace to Yukiko, Yukiko herself was closer in body temperature to a zombie or some other undead creature. It was clear that she should hurry and finish this before they both got sick or worse.

With the line almost reeled in, just 10 feet away from the dock, there was a sudden resistance on the line. Yukiko and Chie shared a nervous look before looking back to the river. The same unspoken question was on their minds. "Did they finally get a bite?" They stood at the ready, and Yukiko moved the rod to hook the possible fish. As she pulled back-