Thread: Takeshi's Way (w/C'est la vie) 🚫NSFW

Kana's days typically started off at six am, long before most teens her age would be awake bright and early, she had a system of sorts. Usually she planned her routine to specifically be out the door before either of her parents would even be up and about the house, avoiding them whenever possible. It kind of worked both ways, knowing her folks weren't exactly understanding or open-minded to her identity and how she saw fit to express herself comfortably. She tried to come out, once, it didn't end well basically told it was just a phase, followed by the incident promptly being erased from their minds and back again at referring to her as Kaoru and male pronouns. In spite of the obvious rejection, Kana still refused to wear the male's school uniform, thus playing a part in why she'd be out the door usually by six thirty in the morning. Now a days carrying an extra duffel bag along with her school bag to her long time boyfriend's home to properly ready herself for the day. Plus as part of her routine she also took care of his incredibly lovable pet ferret, Kira. It wasn't often Kana saw Takeshi during her early visits, he was quite the busy man -- be it he was already out the door himself or sleeping in and as tempted as it was she, as his dedicated girlfriend, would never rob him of his much needed sleep. Instead she usually would fix something to eat for the both of them, leaving his portion ready and safely stored in the fridge, give him a little kiss and whisper Have a good day before heading off for school. Much of Kana's personal belongings actually already had a place of it's own at Takeshi's home, making the trips all the easier for her. Now the second bag she carried was only really necessary if say she bought new stuff to wear and try out and she didn't have the time to drop it off at his place for one reason or another. So safe to say it wasn't often the duffel was necessary anymore, thanks to her protective boyfriend's generosity, supporting his trans girlfriend however possible to make her feel more safe and comfortable, forced to hide herself from her own parents. There was times Kana wished she could just stay with Takeshi all the time, never go back to her parent's house, but these yearnings were kept to herself. Not wanting to make her boyfriend feel like he didn't have his own space anymore or feel pressured for that matter. They were so happy as is, she didn't want to mess it up... The teen took immense pride in her looks, taking the time to prim and prep every day, especially on the rare datesoutings where she had Takeshi all to herself to show off. Plus, she genuinely loved makeup and anything that made her feel... pretty, basically. For today's look she decided to use her most natural wig that closely matched her actual hair color with her makeup relatively subtle, a somewhat smokey eye look with shades of pink, a hint of red. Mascara applied generously to really help make her eyes pop, along with a touch of blush, a dash of foundation and concealer, eyebrows filled in, and a hint of a lip tint, all to brighten her complexion and look more, well.. feminine. For once she for the most part left her freckles exposed, giving her a more natural look, as she was going for. Her french tip manicured nails still looked good, so she left those alone while getting ready, fixing her preferred uniform, the girl's uniform, while looking herself over in Takeshi's bathroom mirror. Doing a little twirl in added effect, deciding to leave her wig as it is rather than put up into a style. This was all of course done after tending to Kira, making sure her bowls were clean and full of fresh water and food, playing with the ferret for at least an hour before taking care of herself. Fed and dressed, Kana was out the door by eight, giving her a solid half an hour to make it to school on time. She felt good, she looked good, her confidence showed, all the more attracting attention of clueless bystanders genuinely believing her to be a cis, normal teenage girl. Even if she looked pretty flat, there was a subtle hint of breasts thanks to her favorite bra and panty set , giving the impression she had breasts under her uniform. The fact that she was naturally fairly petite, with thick thighs and overall soft features, drastically help her pass so to speak, puberty relatively kind to her by sheer luck. Her voice hadn't gone through the horrid crack and deepen phase, it remained girlish and higher pitched, with added forced practice to ensure it remained that way. Sometimes she jokes it's because she prayed at a nearby temple on the daily at an early age when fully realizing she was not a boy, but a girl, it was true though the praying bit, praying that she would not bulk up and change in the way most little boys would into becoming men. Her prayers had been answered, that or just damn lucky stroke of generics playing in her favor. Whatever it was, Kana walked with pride, head held high every morning she went to school, even if her peers weren't so keen on her antics. More specifically was a group of boys that made it their goal to try to ruin her day on the daily, harassing her, pushing her around, and sometimes even physically assaulting her. She tried to hide it from Takeshi, mostly out of shame wanting to be strong, for him, try to stand firm on her own. Today she was pushed past her limits, she could no longer keep Yuki and his little gang a secret from her over protective boyfriend. For today's form of torture Yuki and his equally stupid friends had cornered the smaller girl during lunch break, taunting her as they pulled at her uniform, exposing her undergarments while groping as they pleased. All the while she thrashed about, trying to fight them off but being severally outnumbered and overpowered by their natural superior strength. Several hands held her down with such force that finger shaped bruises were left behind on her delicate flesh. Thoroughly humiliated she was left a shaking, trembling mess, barely holding herself together to make it back to class when the bell rung. She was on edge, hyper aware of Yuki and his followers throughout the rest of the day, all to eager to flee when classes were finally done for the day, knowing Takeshi would be waiting for her. Kana all but ran out the building and straight into her boyfriend's arms, shaking like a leaf with her school bag carelessly dropped at her feet. The traumatized teen curling into her boyfriend, as if trying to disappear as she clutched on to him tight, face pressed against his lean chest. Never did Kana try to hide the fact of who her boyfriend was, on the contrary, she was quite proud! Yet despite of his reputation, Yuki specifically made it his life mission to ridicule and make Kana's life a living hell whenever possible. Perhaps partial reason why she kept her mouth shut, was knowing Takeshi would not take that behavior so kindly, his idea of mercy far differed from most's definition.