An adjunct story to Matt becomes Mattie. (in Transgender)
I just...sensed it. I knew Genzo was outside my door even though I didn't hear him make a sound. I could tell he was moving slowly too." She took another handful of pretzels and crammed them into her mouth. "They must be like those things that sharks have and stuff, you know those pits that they use to sense the electrical impulses given off by living things. I forget their name."
"The ampullae of Lorenzini."
Linnsa laughed. "You and your Shark Week nerdiness! Yeah, so I guess that's what they're for. I'm already mentally preparing for growing scales soon or something."
Angela felt so terrible for everything that her sister had been through. "And what about Genzo? He's so confused."
"He ain't the only one." She blushed again. "I don't know what came over me last night. I've never been that way before, and I've never had anyone react to me the way he did. He made me feel so..." Turning red again, she shook her head and went silent.
"He made you feel what?"
Linnsa smiled awkwardly and looked down. "This is going to sound totally lame and stupid, but he made me feel...sexy. I've never felt that way before." Her expression turned serious suddenly. "But I'm also sort of drawn to Sang." Angela prayed Genzo was not listening in on this conversation. "I don't know what's going on with me."
"Whatever it is, it doesn't seem to be life threatening and Ryuzo seems pretty confident that the worst of it is over."
"Oh, well that's a relief," Linnsa joked. "Does that mean no catfish whiskers for me?"
Angela laughed. Her sister was so strong, it amazed her sometimes. "Not only does he think the worst is behind you, but he also thinks that over time, you'll learn to control it at will."
Tearing open another bag of snacks, she quipped, "Gives a whole other meaning to the expression 'feeling sparks flying'."
Noboru sat at his desk contemplating how to bring his centuries old feud with his brother to an end. Opening his desk drawer, he removed the case that held the gun, antivirus and remote detonators. He couldn't help admiring how compactly Ryuzo had designed them. Lifting out the gun, he examined it under the low light of his desk lamp. The way things were going, he wasn't even certain that he would get to use it in the short time they had left. It made him skittish enough having Angela with him, but now with all that had come to pass with her sister, he wasn't sure that he could take any more risks.
"That doesn't fire bullets, does it?"
"[Nani?!]" Caught off guard, he hastily replaced the gun and snapped the case shut. Looking up, he saw Angela standing in the doorway of his study, her figure backlit by the light in the hallway. Reluctantly, he had agreed to her request to spend the night with him, but not before he had his apartment staked out by some extra hands.
"I never thought you were much for handguns, Nobu." Walking over to his desk, she stood behind him and slid her arms over his shoulders. "Want to tell me what this is about?"
"Why are you not asleep?" He tried to keep his tone casual. The last thing he wanted was for her to guess what he had sitting in front of him.
"You weren't in bed with me, [sekki]." She nodded her head in the case's direction. "So, what's this for?"
"It was something I had hoped to use to stop my brother's vendetta." Noboru pulled her into his lap. Despite being worried about the future, he couldn't help feeling his cock stir when he saw how the lilac satin of her nightie brought out her eyes. "I supposed that despite all the hard work Ryuzo put into contriving it, I will not be able to use it after all."
Angela reached out her hand to open the case. "What is it?" She started when Noboru's hand darted out with lightning speed to grip her wrist.
"It is dangerous. We shall leave it at that."
She knew he was serious. There was no humor at all in his voice. "Why can't you use it?"
"I could not risk something going awry.