Small Home in Japanese Seclusion

Selia burst out laughing again. "You're hilarious, Jake."

Jake began to laugh really hard, and sat up. "Hey, I have a zit on my face."

"Do you? Let me see. I have some zit cream, if you want to try it." Selia said, looking at his face.

"It's right here. And I have one on my butt. Wanna see that one too?"

"Um, no thanks, maybe some other time." Selia said politely, pulling some zit cream out of her purse. "Here, use that. And, uh, if you put it on your butt, don't give it back, okay?"

Jake nodded. "Nah, it'll go away. I don't want to share zit cream with you."

"It's not like I put it back in the bottle after I use it, and I don't have cooties." She said, putting away the zit cream.

"Zit cream. Doesn't that sound funny?! Hah-hahaAHH!!" Suddenly, something had thrown Jake over his back, and he fell forwards onto his nose. "Ow!"

Mr. Yashnid stood over him. "YOU ARE RUSTY, SON! TIME FOR SOME TRAINING!"

"What?! But- I have a friend over!" This sounded really slurred, since his face was against the floor.

"WELL, YOU SHOULD HAVE THOUGHT TWICE BEFORE INVITING A GIRL TO THE HOUSE, HUH?! DON'T THINK I WASN'T WATCHING!"

"You... were watching?!"

"YES, AND I GOT IT ALL ON TAPE!" He lifted a huge camera.

"GRANDPA!" Jake cried out.

"AND, IT'S GOING INTO THE FAMILY RECORDS."

"GRANDPA!" Jake yelled.

"NOW LET'S GO TRAIN! YOU NEED SOME NICE, TIGHT, SEXY ABS LIKE YOUR OLD CHAP HERE!" He ripped his dragon-print robe away, which spun around and was magically strapped around his neck, and was flowing behind him like a cape. With a wave of his wand, the curtains opened revealing a big burst of the midday sunlight which made his abs sparkle and stuff.

"Bug off." Jake mumbled into the floor.

Mr. Yashnid bent forwards and grabbed Jake by the hair. He began dragging and tugging him out of the house with a similar mellow-like smile as Jake's, only slightly creepier.

"A--AAAaaaaaaaaaah!" Selia screamed, blushing furiously. She ran into her room, slamming the sliding door as hard as she could and collapsing onto the little bed, starting to cry. She didn't exactly know why she was crying, but she had been caught on tape kissing her boyfriend, and sort of begging him for a kiss, and what if Holly saw it, or even worse, Karin, and-- she just cried, another reason being the sorrows of adolescence.

And so they trained. Painfully.


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After a while, Selia came out of her room, looking a bit disgruntled. She was still.. angry? Sad? about the videotaping, but sort of wanted to save Jake from his training. So, she went outside, looking around for Jake and his grandfather.

Mr. Yashnid was sitting on Jake's back, his legs crossed, while sipping some udon soup whilst slurping noodles. Jake was doing push-ups, and looked in totally pain. His arms were shaking. And he had sweat running down his face. His arms, despite straining with the weight, were muscle-y.

Selia stared at Jake for a little while, before shaking her head and going over to them. "Um, Mr. Yashnid, sir.. Do you think it's alright for Jake to stop soon? I'm getting bored, and.. He looks like he's in pain."

Jake fell and buried his face in the grass. Mr Yashnid stood up. "I was going to make him stop either way." And he picked up his cane, and simpered off. Jake didn't move.

"Jake!" Selia said, sitting down on the grass next to him and putting her hand on his arm lightly. "Jake... you have muscles. Uh, are you alright?"

Jake didn't reply. The poor guy, he fell right to sleep, face-down into the grass.

Selia stared at him for a few moments. And then she ran her hand up and down his arm, squealing quietly. "Manly muscles~!" And then, she had a totally brilliant idea- she started massaging his shoulders. After all, he was sore, wasn't he? And she got to feel the muscles.

He didn't move. But he did groan, thought. Kind of in an orgasmic satisfied way.

"Aw, poor Jake.. You look so tired." She murmured to-- well, the sleeping person. Was that odd, talking to people who were asleep? She wondered about it for a little while, then decided it was perfectly natural. So, she kept mumbling random things that came to her mind while she gave him his massage.

Then he woke up. "... Selia?" he frowned. "What the heck are you doing?"

"Uh.." Selia said, immediately stopping. "Uuhhh..." And there she went again, blushing. She really didn't have anything to say, she just kept spluttering.

"Whatever you're doing, keep doing it."

Selia stayed frozen for another few seconds, but breathed a sigh of relief and kept massaging him. That could've been very bad.

"My grandpa's so mean. He's such a crazy man."

"I can sympathize with you now. He videotaped us kissing." She said. "And you're all cramped up, now, because he sat on you."