DRILLER

[LordDarknus]

Covering over the buzzing and rattling of the Vespa scooter's engine, the constant loud rush of refreshing night air envelops and chills us, taking away whatever warmth my school uniform could have kept, and making Misha hug me ever tighter as she shivers.

“Ahhh..!” I cry out blushing and silly when her erect.. nipples, suddenly graze against my back, almost jolting me out of my steady control over the scooter.

“Hicchan~?! What did you say?”

“N-Nothing! Nothing!”

Shouting against roaring wind and over the weary engine, I start thinking I have to try and distract myself, from this.. extreme bodily contact Misha is sharing with me, ...especially the part between her legs, ...pressed too close and warmly tight onto me.

“Err...! M-Misha!”

“Wh~hat~?”

Dammit, I swear if I didn't know her better, I would definitely pin her tone of voice as “lewd”. Or “coy”. Dammit, she's being “lewdly coy” with me!

“Could you.. not hug me so.. tightly?”

“Wha~? Hicchan? You want me to hug you tighter? Okaay!”

OH GOD! I almost lose my grip on the handlebars, nearly crashing into her hedge, I Mean That Hedge On The Side Of The Road! Even If I Am Suddenly All Too Aware Of The Details And Contours Of What Could Be Described As Misha's Hed-

“Ee~choo~!”

Huh? – I hear her sniffle and heave a little moan, ..apparently she now has a cold...

Please don't tell me she sneezed right into my back.

“Hicchan~?”

She whispers straight into my ears... oh boy, I'm more than excited right now, please don't do anything that's going to stop my heart.

“I'm feeling funny~”

So am I, Misha, in the other way.

Warm and wet, her lips brush against my ear this time (probably by accident), as she weakly mews “Can we~ get off? I don't think I can hold on like this~”

What? Are you... oh. Of course. You're Misha. How could you be talking about sex on the first date? And especially on the side of the road? My little student council friend can't be this cute.

Slowing down, I feel her body succumbing freely to momentum, her head lazily resting onto my back, with her helmet's small visor poking sharply into me as she does.

“Ow. Yeah sure.. okay, I don't think Yuuko's old scooter is going to be able to take the both of us with the climb back up the school.”

Her head lifting and her tone playful, Misha suddenly asks “Are you saying I'm fat~? Hicchan?”

Uh oh. This has never come up before. I'm not sure if she even qualifies as being “fat”, …, I mean, I've always thought that she's cute, even if she does look “chubbier” than Shizune, as some of my other classmates like to note, for no real reason, as if they're completely qualified to judge a girl's appearances and give a rating-

“Hey! Hicchan! That's not nice~!”

“Wha-? No! NO! You're Cute Misha! You're way cuter than any other girl I've ever met! You're so cute, only you can make my heart skip a beat!”

Suddenly... I feel like I should bash my head on my desk tonight, and write an apology letter to Iwanako...

Depressedly, Misha removes herself from me and the scooter, trying to speak joyfully, “you're.. lying~, Hicchan..”

“I.. I'm not..” honestly I tell her... even if it's a bit of a lie, I don't.. I really don't know what else to say.

Turning her back to me, she takes off her helmet, then, with eyes about to rain with tears, she looks at me over her shoulder, quietly asking.. “Hicchan.. if things were different... if you had been a girl... would you– would you have loved me?”

A painful question for her, ..seemingly asked from out of nowhere...

Her hanging tears are trapping moonlight in her eyes, she's wordlessly begging me to catch them before even one would fall.

“I love you.”


Only rustles of leaves and chirping crickets punctuate the silence between us, ...before her smile, warm and genuine... brings us closer than ever.

“Thank you.. Hicchan...”



Pushing the scooter with her.. on the long winding road under a starry night.. up the hill to our school, both Misha and I have no need for words now, only smiles and warm blushes are all that we share.


She sneezes once more when a particularly chilly wind falls over us, I tremble feeling cold ice in my bones. The scooter's creaky wheels cease grinding on the road, as everything comes to a soundless stop.

Looking up to where that dreadful wind blew from, I notice a thinning veil of dark grey clouds suddenly parting, letting a full moon shine brightly upon us.

“Huh.. it's a full moon tonight, Misha.” I smile and say.

“Hi-... Hicchan...” she fumbles in fear.

I look to her, she's let go of the scooter, and is.. backing away slowly from me?

“Misha? Misha, what is it? What's wrong?”

I put the kickstand out and quickly walk over to her.

“No! No, stay away from me Hicchan! I forgot about tonight being a full moon! I forgot! I was happy that you were taking me out and I forgot! I'm sorry! I'm so stupid... how could I forget... I'm sorry! I'm so sorry Hicchan!”

“What.. what's wrong with a full moon, Misha? ..Misha? Are you alright?”


“GO AWAY!” She screams monstrously at me, her voice and skin changing already... oh my god...

Screaming madly in pain, she throws her palms up trying to hide the sight of her from me, as whiskers start growing from her horrid dog-like face, her delicate fingers becoming talons, sharp and glistening as they unsheathe further..

This.. this isn't Misha anymore... she's now.. some kind-of.. dog-human thing with fangs and thickening pink fur, her eyes glowing bright yellow, she starts to stare at me like I'm her dinner, her shrill growls are only suppressed for a single moment, when she whispers with almost-human eyes “Hicchan. Run.”


Putting down every furious step I have onto the road, I'm not sure how far I've climbed up the hill, before I realise.. that the sound of her destroying Yuuko's scooter has stopped, and now... the sound of her howling.. approaching with a fast rising patter of paws... is about to come through crystal clear from the dark fog...

I force myself to run ever faster, dashing madly to reach the school gates, just glinting in the distance at the top of the hill, my hands instinctively reach out for them, groping the darkness in front of me as I trip over a rock, before catching myself crashing face-first on the grit of the earth.

I'm probably bleeding with deep cuts in my face and arms, but I don't feel much pain as I push myself to get back up, to keep going, to reach the school gates... a twitch in my chest pulls me sharply back down, I'm already clutching at my heart, gasping desperately while it beats uncontrollably tighter and tighter, just about ready to snap or burst from my hands.

I can't even crawl for the gates... I can't even breathe...

As my vision and hearing start to fail, as my whole world is about to end, I turn over on my back, looking up at the full moon, shining on the werewolf that was once my friend...

Her eyes are yellow, ...evil, ...hungry..

Helpless at its feet, at the mercy of a monster about to sink its jaws into me alive, I look back at the road, where I was about a lifetime ago, still pushing the borrowed scooter up the hill, sharing the long road with her... feeling happiness on the long winding road...

With Misha.

I lose myself in a memory of her laughing, her pink hair bouncing while her gold eyes beautifully catch mine...

As the wolf-creature slowly puts its claws on me, I close my eyes, and smile.

I think of Misha..

...and how much I love her.



“Wake up! Hicchan~!”

I shake Hicchan as much as I can, until he finally stops sleeping and- “AHH!”

“Hicchan! What is the matter with you?! You don't have to scream at me like that!”

“What? Shicchan already went back, but I forgot to tell her that you were still in the student council room, waiting for her~”

“Well, why do you think~? Hicchan~? I came back to tell you that tonight's duty has been “re-scheduled”~ What? Did you think I wanted to tell you something special? Something special that can only be told when the two of us are alone~? Something like a se~cret~?”

“Wah- ha- ..huh? Why not? I thought you liked it when I laughed? Hicchan~ you're rude~”

I happily follow Hicchan out the door, making sure he'll be okay on his own, I mean, he looks really tired even after sleeping so much.. and for some reason, is a little scared of me?

Is there something funny on my head? Nope, I don't see anything strange in my reflection on the windows, my eyes are also their “normal” colour, but I concentrate a little and reveal to myself with a big smile, my natural.. yellow, hungry eyes...


“WAH~! HAHAHAHAHA~! HAHAHAHAHA~! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~!”

[ProfAllister]

Getting into the seasonal spirit, I see. Pretty fun overall, and a decent entry.

Quite a bit of odd phrasing here and there, and the punctuation's all over the place, especially when it comes to the (over)use of ellipses and ellipsis wannabes. Nothing that couldn't be fixed witha little polish, though.

However, the ending (starting with the "Wake up! Hicchan~!") is quite disjointed, and it seems like you're missing a few words and/or sentences.

Also, erect nipples don't work that way. For that matter, Hisao's hyper-awareness of how Misha is touching him from behind is on the whole a bit jarring. If he can feel the details of her body that well with his back, then a standard face-to-face hug would be downright pornographic.

[TheGoatman]

Driller, I see what you did there, and oddly enough I can see Misha doing this.

[Mournful3ch0]

It's outrageous. It's fantastic. It's hilarious. Sure, it's not perfect, but I really enjoyed it!

God, that title cracked me up.

[Oscar Wildecat]

Between the Vespa at the beginning and the laugh at the end, now I'm imaging Misha as Haruko Haruhara as voiced by Vincent Price.

Thanks. Thanks Alot.