"So...what are we doing here?"

"Isn't it obvious, Hikigaya-kun? It's a love hotel! And it's only proper for couples on dates to end it with a visit to one of these places~"

I'm sitting at the edge of an unusually clean bed in well...a love hotel, a place I thought I'd never enter with a woman for as long as I lived. But here I am, with the person that tops the list of people who I'd like to spend the least amount of time with: Yukinoshita Haruno.

"I don't think this could be considered a date. Last I checked, a date requires the consent of both parties."

"Yeah well you agreed to come with me, right? I merely gave you a push~"

Haruno replies while examining the various amenities in the room like the TV, mini-fridge, and the various game consoles...? Wait, what use would people have for a PS4 in this room? Was simply cuddling after the deed not enough? Clearly love hotel rooms must be of fascinating importance to her.

"I don't think what you did could be called a 'push'..."

If sending me a text in the middle of the night with a location and a vague threat added in, only to be clamped upon and dragged here is considered a 'push', I'll give up my loner ways.

"Well it's all for my beloved Hikigaya-kun~ Oh my, and I thought I had to worry about just Gahama-chan stealing you away from Yukino-chan!"

"Uh, that's not going to happen."

Before I even thought about it, I found myself rejecting Haruno's statement. Even I was surprised by how harsh I sounded.

"Ohhhh? I didn't expect that from you! Sounds like there's been some developments while I wasn't looking! Did you somehow accept your feelings for my cute sister yet?"

"Well no it's just..."

Certainly there has been some changes in Yukinoshita's relationship with me over the past month or so. After that crisis with the Christmas event and the quest to wheedle Hayama's class next year for Miura, I can't say that nothing's changed between us. Of course, not that I'd let Haruno know about it anyways. She'd probably just use her information network on the same level as the Shadow Broker to find out anyways.

"You really should stop being so indecisive! You're much too popular for your own good, Hikigaya-kun. Yukino-chan would be sad if you were stolen away by a good-for-nothing like Gahama-chan or Iroha-chan or..." Haruno's voice fades into the room. While I was musing on my current status with Yukino, she had disappeared from sight, I'm guessing to examine/use the bathroom (which lacked the glorified one-way mirror). She's having way too much fun over a love hotel room. But then again, she didn't really have to drag me along, did she?

"Are you done here yet? I'd rather not get caught coming out of here with you, for both our sakes. It's also still 3 AM, did you forget about how high school is rigid as hell?" I call out to her. I really am being considerate of her for once; I don't want to be staring down the barrel of a shotgun when her father finds out. Or am I confusing Japan with America again? This situation must be fearsome if I'm thinking I'm in America. They don't even have love hotels over there. Then again, he IS a politician so death would probably be the most merciful option.

Beeeeeeep.

The sound of something beeping accompanied the sudden darkness in the room. I've gone blind! It's a trap!

"What's going on?! Are you there Yukinoshita-san?" I cry out, panicking a bit. While the darkness was tolerable, I could never handle sudden bouts of the stuff gracefully

If she was listening to my plea, she certainly didn't care about it, not that I was expecting much. Without sight and being in foreign territory, all I could do was sit until Haruno moved on to whatever she wanted to do next.

"Hikigaya-kun, do you like Yukino-chan?" Haruno-san's voice suddenly calls from the hallway leading out. The ditzy, fluffy tone she had been using before was gone. Even without seeing her face, I knew just from her change in voice that I was dealing with the TRUE Yukinoshita Haruno.

I suddenly felt very vulnerable sitting in this dark room. I could feel the cold sweat forming on my neck. If this was a marriage interview, there was less stressful ways to go about things.

"...well I wouldn't say I don't like her." I replied, copying Yukino's phrasing from that time at Destinyland. If she had asked me this earlier, I probably would've said something along the lines of 'cold bitch', but now...I honestly wasn't sure. I couldn't claim I didn't like her or I wouldn't be going to the Service Club and verbally sparring with her on a daily basis. But to say I did like her was...well even if it was in a platonic way, embarrassing things are embarrassing.

Shifting around uncomfortably, my heightened sense of hearing detects some ruffling of fabric, but not a peep from Haruno-san. Maybe I should just feel my way out and damn the consequences?

"Do you have any other girls on your mind?" Haruno-san continues the onslaught of questions, interrupting my train of thought.

"You should know enough about me to know what I'll say to that." I tersely reply. I mean, really the only one worth taking up space in my mind was Komachi. I wouldn't want insects like Kawasomething's brother trying to hit on her or something. If that happened, I'd have to show him how fathers dealt with such scum in America. Except Komachi's my sister.

While my mind was filled with these useless thoughts, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a somewhat human-shaped object approaching me. Even with my title as a 'monster of logic', I couldn't help but reflexively scramble backwards into the bed to get some distance away from the thing.

"You're cute when you're scared." Haruno-san's voice comes out from the figure. Accompanying that is the lights turning on to its dimmest setting which was enough for me to make out Haruno from the darkness...wait...

"Ah, but that surprised face of yours is nice as well. Do you like what you see?" Haruno-san smirks at me, her body only protected by a set of lacy dark red underwear that reeked of eroticism. Her breasts, already on the large side, seemingly looked bigger from some form of push-up effect with her bra. While I couldn't see her butt from the front, just looking at her thighs that led up to her panties stirred up perverted thoughts.

I'm no stranger to the beauty of the female form thanks to my various adult magazines and hentai, but seeing it in person, especially on someone who neared perfection like Haruno-san, was awe-inspiring. Perhaps it was because I was a virgin, but the shock struck me hard, rendering me unable to form any words.

Meanwhile, Haruno-san slowly approached me while I was stunned. When did crowd control become an actual thing? I watched helplessly as she got on all fours on the bed and crawled up to me, reducing the distance to zero.

"I love your reactions, Hi-ki-ga-ya-kun~ I'm not too old and withered for this right?~" Haruno-san lasciviously whispers, stroking my cheek with her free hand. Tch...this is really unfair...how can I resist such overwhelming seductive power?!

"...no. Not really..." I mutter and look to the side, trying to ignore the bulge in my pants and the smell of perfume that filled my nostrils.

"Ahh, that's good! At first, I was going to let you and Yukino-chan get together, but it would be an awful waste to have you lose your virginity in an awkward tangle. Just let onee-san here take care of everything~"

I could practically hear the tilde come out of her mouth as she swiftly grabbed the back of my head and started to push it towards her.

"W-w-wait Yukinoshita-san, I'm not mentally prepa-...!" In this unexpected scenario, I start to blurt out a clichéd line before her lips interrupt me. Contrary to her usual attitude, her lips were disgustingly soft, moving and wrapping around my lips. Focusing my loner resistance, I try pushing Haruno-san off before I lose myself to this dangerous sensation, but as if she read my mind, she used her free left hand to grab my right wrist while pushing more of her weight on me, forcing me against the bed.

With her in complete control, I can only writhe in vain as she forces her tongue into my mouth, intent on trading as much saliva as she can. The deep kiss and the feeling of her near-naked body on me was too much, too fast. By the time she pulled away to catch her breathe, I could only stare back in shock, any fight in me gone like the wind...not that I ever had or wanted to fight anyways.

"Was that your first kiss?" Haruno asks, her body arched over mines with her hands around my head. Her mask was clearly off, allowing me to see that she was truly enjoying this one-sided exchange.

"...Y-yeah..." I mutter. I would try to look away in shame, if her arms weren't in the way.

"Ahh, that's great~ I feel kinda bad for taking your first kiss away from Yukino-chan, but I can't just let a juicy prize like you get away from me." As if to emphasize her point, she lowers her body down a bit and grinds against my groin, further encouraging my traitorous erection.

"Agh...s-stop, please!" I plead, trying to worm my lower body away.

"Really now? Little you is saying otherwise~ But if you insist..." Opposite to her disappointed tone, she abruptly gets off me.

A (not so) small part of me feels regret as I feel the warmth of her body draw away from me. Sitting on the edge of the king-sized bed, she pats the area next to her, beckoning me to join her. Reluctantly, I push myself up and sit next to her.

"Why did you want me to stop? Do you prefer flatter chests?" Haruno winks coyly at me.

"No, it's not that. It's just...I'd rather YOU not do something you'll regret later." I emphasize my words carefully. In all honesty, had it been some other girl, someone I didn't know, I would've happily given my virginity to her. Also because that would be a very rare event for that to happen.

"Oh? On the contrary, I very much want this." As if to prove her determination, she lightly takes my right hand and places it on her more-than-adequate breasts. I use my last ounce of will to quickly pull away before I can grope them.

Clearly, if I stayed around, there was no way I was going to be able to keep my chastity. And despite Haruno-san's goddess-like body, her personality was definitely too much. Not to mention it would just feel wrong...

So with that in mind, I take the only option left: RUN. Without allowing her any time to respond, I dash out of the bed and out the door, queueing up my actions to dash down the nearby stairs (luckily we were only on the second floor), through the lobby past a drowsy looking receptionist, and out the door. My only thought was to get away from Haruno-san, but luckily the late night meant I didn't run into anyone as I ran down various streets in Chiba's downtown to a nearby train station. A train pulls in the same time I arrive, so I force myself to run the last few steps past the ticket barrier and once inside, I collapse onto the closest bench, panting.

The next thing I know, I find myself in my sleepwear, falling onto my bed facefirst. Autopilot is one of my 106 special Onii-chan skills after all. In an attempt to deny reality, I try to fall asleep as fast as I can. I must definitely not let Yukinoshita Yukino know about what happened tonight.

This sat in the depths of my Google Drive account until I churned out the last few paragraphs. Originally planned on making it longer, still can actually depending on motivation and review. Don't expect regular updates, if any at all. I will say that if I do continue this, there will be GRAPHIC sex scenes.

Also I apologize if I mix up my tenses here. Shouldn't happen if there's a next time.