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Meme time again!

Because the chat demands it for GREAT JUSTICE...

DAMNED ANONYMOUS FIC/ART MEME

1) ANONYMOUSLY post a pairing/character/monster/whatever and a prompt.
2) ANONYMOUSLY fill as many prompts as you want.
3) ???
4) PROFIT.

Same rules as last time. At least one character in your prompt must already be a character in the game but other than that..go wild. 8D Try to fill as many prompts as you request. This isn't a rule but it's a nice thing to do to keep the meme alive.

WARN IN THE SUBJECT LINE FOR ADULT CONTENT (♥) OR SPOILERS. ty.

[example]

HAVE AT IT! XO

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Pair: Rena x Mion
Prompt: Rena loses control and has her way with Mion.

anon comes with more failget

..hurray for boob grabbing

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Mion blinked her eyes as the darkened room started to come into focus, the only light from a flashlight left on the nearby bed. Her head felt funny, more so than she'd come to expect with the... things she'd had done to her, but she found her hands restrained. In fact, now that her head had cleared some, she realized that she couldn't move at all.

Panic started to rise in the Sonozaki heiress as she fought against the binds tying her wrists, ankles to a chair by ripped up bed sheets. One strip of cloth lashed her by the neck to the chair, giving her an uneasy sense of deja vu, spreading from the pit of her stomach.

How had they gotten her? Naturally she would have thought the nurses would have come to sedate her like last time, but she didn't remember them coming this time. She'd been sitting in her room, Celes already left for her nightly adventures (so much cooler than the time she'd agreed to have by staying in her room to recuperate), and she remembered hearing a knock on her door. The green-haired girl's mind tried to pull to the fore the face of the one that had been on the other side of the door.

Arlene? No... she was of doing something dangerous and... The girl's eyes widened. Was Arlene the one behind this? She admitted to having such a shady past and who wouldn't want to get their hands on the next head of a family as powerful as the Sonozaki's? No, no... she couldn't think that about her friend, someone who wanted to make her stronger. No, her friends wouldn't do something like this! Get a grip, Mion!

The door to the room behind Mion opened and the girl went rigid, fearing who it could be and what they were going to do to her. It had to be an enemy, these sick people were invading their rooms now. There was no way it was... no way... Her eyes went wide in shock and a mixture of fear as she heard a familiar voice humming a pleasant tune.

“R-rena... W-what are you doing?” Mion finally stuttered the question out after she heard her friend (or was she) set a bag down on the desk. She turned her head as far as she could, but still couldn't catch sight of the redhead.

The humming stopped. “Shush, Mii-chan,” was the reply. “You'll know soon enough.”

The captive girl struggled against her bindings to no avail. It was as if Rena had been taking lessons from Satoko about the proper way to tie knots. She froze and went stiff as a board as she felt Rena's presence get closer and suddenly there were fingers in her hair. In her hair. She didn't want anyone touching her head, even someone she'd thought was her best friend, especially since Rena knew what'd happened. That was it! She shouldn't have told the redhead what happened. Maybe this was another plan by those evil doctors and they'd brainwashed Rena!

This train of thought, which had been going so well, stopped abruptly when Mion felt the hands replaced by a brush as Rena began brushing the long green locks out, having seemingly already removed the band tying her hair up while she was unconscious. Was this some new kind of torture that even her grandmother didn't know of... or was this... Rena being Rena? Now that she thought about it, the girl did sometimes stare at her hair, as well as Shion's, longer than was normal every now and then.

The brush continued through her hair, the whole experience of being tied up and then groomed was a little too weird, so Mion tried to laugh the situation off. Maybe that would get Rena to let her go. “Hahaha! Rena-chan, I didn't know you liked my hair that much,” she said, her words coming out lighter and more confident than she felt – her typical cover. “You know, if you untie me, we can go find Rika-chan and Hanyuu-chan and then we can have a hairstyling contest.” Yes, she was stretching, but she was starting to really get scared as she felt her hair being parted down the middle... again. “We can give each other crazy hair styles and whichever one is the lamest will get a penalty game...”

Mion's voice trailed off as she felt one half her hair draped over the front of her shoulder and Rena's hot breath upon her ear. “Yes, I like your hair, and no I'm not untying you, Mii-chan.” A pause. “I like you right where you are; where no one else can have you,” she said, her voice turning a little darker with her last words.

Sweat slipped down the side of Mion's face as the hands in her hair braided the half they held. She knew Rena had her quirks and had some problems in the past when she'd been outside of Hinamizawa, but they'd been taken care of... right? Right? A ribbon was wrapped around the end of the barid and the hands gently gathered the other half of her hair. “B-but Rena, we're safe in the rooms! That's why I stayed here like Arlene told me to! No on can--”

“No!” The sharp words were accompanied by an equal tug on her hair, causing her to wince a little and cut her words off. “They can and they're coming for us!” Her hands started weaving the green hair. “Now shut up and accept your penalty, Mii-chan,” Rena said, sounding a bit crazy.

O...kay... Rena had gone and snapped. Mion started shaking a little, her friend's behavior scaring her, especially since she had no idea that there had been any kind of game going on, much less one that the great Sonozaki Mion would lose. Yet, apparently she had lost some game... or Rena wouldn't be...

Mion's eyes had finally fully adjusted to the light and the yank on her hair had jolted her completely awake. Looking down at what little of herself she could see, it was obvious that she was clad in one of the white uniforms that the nurses wore. When did Rena get her hands on a nurse's uniform and how did she manage to get it on her without waking her while she was unconscious?

The other braid was also tied off with a ribbon, leaving Mion in twin braids tossed forward over her shoulders. Rena resumed her pleasant humming, the previous insane explosion the redhead had almost seemed imagined, and she went back to the bag on the desk and rummaged around in it. “Rena... what is the penalty game for? I don't remember...”

“Of course you wouldn't. You never saw. Never. Not once,” Rena replied, her voice a little weird-sounding, as if she was holding something back. “So I set up a game for us, between us – a contest to see who would get the nerve up first.” The redhead rounded in front of Mion, silhouetted from behind by the feeble light from the bed, and set something on the top of Mion's head before dropping her eyes down to make contact with Mion's. “You lost. So you have to take the penalty. Those are the rules aren't they?”

A slight nod was returned, as those certainly were the rules of the club, but Mion was starting to wonder if she could find a loop-hole out since didn't remember the game in question and, besides, the penalties weren't nearly as much fun without Keiichi around to be subjected to. Wait a second. Keiichi? Rena wasn't... no she couldn't have... Rena expected her to... A flush started to spread across Mion's face as she got what Rena was referring to, though she was also curious who Rena liked. Was it someone trapped in the Institute with them? Maybe that Sora boy she'd spent a couple nights with...

Catching the blush on Mion's face, Rena smiled and stepped back enough to retrieve the flashlight from the bed and set it on the floor, beam at the ceiling, to give the area around Mion more light. The redhead took in the sight of Mion dressed in the nurses uniform, hair in braids with the little nurses hat perched on her head and her face reddening at the heiress' naughty thoughts and she squealed with delight. Mion was so cute!

“Aaaaaawwwww!” Rena said with enthusiasm, snatching Mion's attention away from a particular perverted boy, and she clasped her hands before her, wiggling with excitement. “Mii-chan, you;re so cute!”

Oh boy, here it comes, Mion thought, having seen other subjected to this treatment many times before. Perhaps her best friend wasn't as far gone as she'd thought she was... except for the whole drugging her and tying her up thing. She had to admit, she'd forced some pretty bizarre penalties upon Keiichi in the past...

“I want to,” Rena continued in her normal tone, before suddenly straddling Mion's lap, her voice dropping low, “take it home.”

Mion's eyes widened again as Rena slid further up her lap, one hand playing with the end of a braid and the other caressing the side of her face. Oh no. What... what should she do now. Did Rena... Oh no. And she was trapped. “R-rena... Rena-chan... what do you... why?” She couldn't get a coherent sentence out as the redhead pressed her body against Mion's and then stroked her nails lightly down Mion's neck.

“You see, Mii-chan... I win. I got up the nerve first,” Rena said, leaning in a bit. “You were always so close and yet I... couldn't have you. He was always around and you... you never noticed that maybe someone else liked you, one that didn't pick on you. One that knew you. Me.” Whatever words Mion might have formed died in her throat at the redhead's confession and then her breath caught when Rena kissed her neck.

“Rena-chan, I--”

“Quiet. Penalty, remember... the rules. Don't talk now,” Rena replied, nibbling on Mion's ear. The act succeeded in shutting the green-haired girl up as she was at a loss as to what to do, how to react and, most of all, what to say.

“I don't know how long we'll have here before they come and take us back, putting us once more into our normal lives. I know this isn't normal, Mii-chan, but it's what I want. Right now. Here, while it's just me that has you,” Rena continued, pulling back to look into her captive's eyes, the blue reflecting back some of the light, the girl's pupils appearing almost serpentine, but it was probably a trick of the light. Her voice took on that slightly crazy undertone as she said, “Soon it'll be like ti was before but not now... not this time... You'r--”

The sentence was cut off when Rena trust herself forward to take Mion's lips, forcing a kiss upon the stunned girl. Mion went stiff as she felt her best friend kiss her, her face going bright red, too stunned to either wrench her head away or kiss back. Wait a minute... why would she kiss back anyways? She had...

“Kei--” she tried to get out, finally turning her head to the side to pull herself out of the kiss, but the name was cut off by a finger upon her lips as Rena hovered close again.

“He's not here, Mii-chan. He's not here,” the redhead replied. “But I am.”

Rena then grasped Mion's chin in her hand and kissed her again, insistently refusing to let the heiress pull away this time. She would get what she wanted, whether Mion was willing or not. A part of Mion sensed this and a part of her was a bit too... curious for her own good. After a few long moments of resisting, Mion relented to the kiss and tentatively kissed back. Rena was right, after all, Keiichi wasn't here and she had lost the game. It was only fair that she accept her penalty.

Besides, she could always say it'd been Shion instead of her...

Author's note: Please excuse my italics tagging mishap in the first part. *blush* This was my first attempt at writing Higurashi. I hope I didn't butcher Mion and Rena too much!

Holy crap I can't spell either. Damn you spell-check for failing me! *shakes fist*

I...I am saving this for progeny. *_*

O_O

I feel so... Okay, I'm speechless.

Thank you for making the insecure writer in me feel better. Though, if you wanted to spoil the anon-ness, I do have this posted on my DeviantArt account where it has the fixed tag and a distinct lack of typos.

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Meme time again!

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um, probably nsfw? to be on the safe side?

not the OP, but...

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again, not the OP...

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