Lunar Princess Tsukihime

    Ticklish Blood

          This fanfic is contains certain elements of fetish such as tickling, starring Arcueid Brunestud, Akiha Tohno and Ciel from “Shingetsutan Tsukihime : remake”. Other characters make an appearance.

    How many movies starring a crazy scientist performing experiments that not only show no logical purpose but they almost exceed the limits of what it is morally acceptable have you seen? Not that this matters for those said souls endeavoured in the quest for the ultimate truth, or simply to pass the time, it is not good to get picky in these cases. They do not mind because of that lunacy they have; because if there was something inside those “gifted” brains of them they would try to do something else, like going to the cinema to watch a nice film.
    Too bad that the stereotypical place on which this story takes place is the secret workshop of one researcher who was as crazy as it gets. A thunderous guffaw that tried to sound deep and intimidating echoed around the many gizmos and gadgets around the well-technologically-equipped workshop, unfortunately the figure laughing so full of herself was quite the opposite and ruined the image of the mad doctor - Hiahahahaha!!!! I finally did it, my master piece!!! Ahahahaha, AGH!!! - She began to cough all of sudden, that many emotions were not good for one’s head - Sister, I think you are having too much fun - Said a second person - In fact you are neglecting your duties at the mansion... - The one recovering from the unexpected choke interrupted her - What are you talking about? Art requires time, but now it’s finished. Can’t you see how fantastic it is? - Said a sweet and over-excited voice that nobody could take seriously - A pair of unaltered blue eyes looked coldly at the bizarre contraption shown - Seriously sister, miss Akiha is going to get mad at you for wasting time like this - The interlocutor gave her a hurt look, that coldness felt like a sharp knife to her enthusiasm - But Hisui, aren’t you excited about this? My machine is going to bring forth a revolution in science as we know it! - Replied the girl pointing a confident finger to the sky. This was answered with a sigh - I highly doubt it, sister. Now if you’ll excuse I shall return to the mansion. Unlike you I have obligations to take care of! - Said the one name Hisui scolding.     

    Hisui and Kohaku, those were the names of the pair of girls exchanging opposing thoughts. Related by blood in the most evident way possible, they were the kind of twins that, if agreed to dress equally, nobody could be able to tell them apart. Although the colour in their eyes and the way they acted showed their individual differences. Hisui was the perfect maid, always composed, collected and quiet; she would not talk unless ordered to. Her blue eyes showed an unaltered tranquillity and seriousness. In opposition to this was Kohaku, she was the other side of the same coin, silly, impulsive, enthusiastic and joyful. She had a pair of golden suns for eyes that looked at any chance to get fun. She could be someone to be relied into, but not very often as she could get easily distracted with her strange hobbies. That aside, the only way to tell apart between the duo was their outfits, in the case of Hisui she wore a short of brown French maid suit, with a tiara to fit her short red hair. On the other hand, Kohaku wore a simple brown kimono with an apron over it, a grand blue ribbon hold her also short red hair in place.    
    Why were the two of them in that strange place instead of, for instance, following the instructions of their strict employer? The reason was uncomplicated, the mistress was attending her lessons in a prestigious private female-only academy and she would not return before noon, they had a few hours to spare. Although tending the enormous mansion was time consuming and they should not goof around like that, at least that was what Hisui thought - No, no, no! You see, little Hisui, this is the biggest breakthrough in history, since the invention of TV and potato chips! - Claimed Kohaku, who received a strange look from her sister; despite being siblings it was difficult for her to figure the more active one out - Why do you even need me here? - Asked Hisui interrupting - Straight to the point as always, huh? What do you think of it? - She asked pointing at the device - What does it do? - Asked the maid with no interest in her voice - It’s a wonderful thing that automatically tickles girls’ feet! - .
    A peculiar silence fell in the laboratory. Hisui turned around and prepared to leave - Useless, as expected from anything done by you, sister - A strong hand gripped her left wrist not enabling her to depart - Wait, don’t you see the many uses this will have? - Questioned a pleading Kohaku, but she got no answer. Despite the silliness of the situation they say that blood is thicker than water and Hisui felt the obligation of assisting her sister - No, I don’t see the utility for this, and I don’t understand why you made me waste my time when I should be working - It is worth mentioning that Hisui could sound harsh when she did not mean to - I promise I will make you for it. The thing here is that like any new invention I need to test it, so this is want I want you to do... - She announced, getting as close as possible to her sister and whispered a series of ludicrous strategies.     

     - I won’t do that. It goes against my principles to deceive master Shiki like that. I shall not lie to him - Declared Hisui with conviction. Although she received a sly smile in return - Ohh, so you rather volunteer to be my first subject? - A new determination, this one stronger than the previous shone in the quiet one’s eyes - Understood, I will make sure that master Shiki does not put a foot inside of the mansion for the whole day! - .     

    The first part of the plan was done. The second was a bit more elaborated but Kohaku managed to success: inside of her secret base were three females looking at each other with suspicious eyes, almost like rivals who did not trust each other. One of them, with elegant manners, cleared her throat and addressed the kimono-clad redhead directly - Kohaku, since when there is an emplacement like this beneath the Tohno family manor, if I may ask? - Her tone was gentle, but her eyes showed great anger - This? Well, there are still secrets yet to be discovered in the mansion, mis Akiha... - Replied Kohaku giggling nervously - Oh, I do agree with you, but I do not recall giving you permission to build an space like this. You and I will have a serious conversation later on - Added the lady, making clear how little amused she was.
    Her name was Akiha Tohno, the current inheritor of the Tohno’s fortune. She was a young lady, that despite her age was the head of one of the most traditional and important families in town. She had long straight black hair which fell way down her back almost reaching her hips. Her blue eyes showed an extreme seriousness and a severity strange for a girl like her. Her attire showed as well her up born status. She wore a plain white shirt and a long black skirt that covered her ankles clad in boots. A black headband and lace in her collar completed her clothing. She was looking at her employee with stern eyes and wanted to add something when she got interrupted by a cheer voice.
     - I think this is a pretty cool place, lil sis! - Said a cheery blonde with a wide smile, who, as if she owned the place examined everything she could see - Oh, what does this do? - She asked to her host holding a strange apparatus in her hands. Akiha, for the first time since she came to that place looked at the carefree blonde with stupefaction - Pardon? What did you just call me? - She asked holding a raising fury at the implication of the words she had heard - Huh? - A pair of red orbs stared at her with curiosity - Did I say anything weird? Shiki is my special one, so that makes you and me sisters-in-law! - She replied with a hearty smile - I always wanted to have a little sister, and when I finally get one she is very cute! - She added pinching at Akiha’s cheek, which were turning the more red by the moment - What nonsense do you speak? Like I would tolerate for brother to interact with someone like you! - Exclaimed the lady furiously.
    She received a confused look as a reply. In the black-haired girl’s opinion this lowly woman was not worthy of being in her brother’s presence. Everything about her made Akiha upset: from her short golden hair, her weird red eyes, stupid smile, old-fashioned white sweater, the unacceptably short and skimpy blue skirt, the long brown boots, the black sheer nylons to the cross-shaped pendant in her neck. She could not stand this woman, whose name was Arcueid Brunestud. How come a foreigner like her got to know her brother? She was just plain dumb, with those big red eyes being surprised at everything they saw almost like pup which was discovering the world around it.
    Arcueid chuckled - Ooh, and what does the perfect consort for your brother look like, milady? - She exaggerated a reverence that made Akiha’s face twist in anger - For starter: she must be a lady, has to show manners and be elegant in everything she does, to have fine tastes, from high origin ... - - And to have long dark hair and blue eyes, isn’t it? - The remaining girl spoke her mind out - Exactly! - Out of sudden, Akiha realised her mistake and turned red.
     - A little sister in love with her older brother, isn’t that a bit cliché? - Asked Ciel, a short blue-haired girl with dark glasses that gave her an interesting air of intelligence and charm. She wore a high-school sailor outfit with a short grey skirt, although not as short as Arcueid’s, and black stockings. In addition to this, she had a black jacket over her yellow jumper. Akiha glared at her, the blonde nodded at her statement effusively. They knew she was an upperclassman at Shiki’s school, although only Arcueid knew her true identity: a member of the church in disguise. They had traded blows in many occasions but they were both curious about the reason they had been summoned by one of Shiki’s attendants.     

    Kohaku felt a kind of tension invading the laboratory, followed by a killing intent from the three females. She knew that if she did not speak soon they would destroy her base - Now, now, please calm down. We are all sensible people here, isn’t it? - Asked Kohaku trying to gain the trio’s attention - I don’t think this airhead falls into that category - Sighed Ciel pointing at Arcueid - What did you just say, you curry-brain?! - Replied the blonde in no time, opening her hands with sharp nails menacingly - Are you looking for a fight? - Said Ciel in return, procuring a set of blades in her hand - I shall not tolerate fights in my mansion! - Declared Akiha, whose hair turned red and flew freely like it was alive. The worst-case scenario took place, Kohaku had no choice but to use her triumph card to gain their attention - Oh and here I thought you’d like to have a date with Shiki. It breaks my heart to tell him that he was rejected by the three of you. Not to mention that these tickets to the amusement park will go to waste... - She claimed pitifully. The three of them stared at her expectantly - Shiki? What are you talking about?! - .     

    Three girls sat side to side giving the image to be participating in a beauty contest. All of them gave concerned smiles to their legs and more specifically to their feet, which were completely nude. Although in Arcueid’s case, her nylons still covered her slender legs, they finished at her ankles. Speaking of those, the three girls had them restrained inside of a strange purple-coloured piece of equipment that held them in place with force. Kohaku looked at them with expectance, she could not wait to turn her invention on and see how well it worked. She saw Akiha at the left, looking worried at her nude and vulnerable feet; hers were the more minute of the set, with round toes that scrunched in anticipation. The skin was soft and smooth from various pedicures she took twice per month. As a lady she had to be always perfect, and no part of her body was spared of that attention. In the centre was Arcueid, waiting anxiously for what was about to begin. It could be because of her condition of vampire, but her soles looked healthy and impeccable, with no imperfections whatsoever. The skin even had a shade of pink that made Kohaku wonder how sensitive her long toes would be. And finally, in the right was Ciel, biting her lips; unsure about what she was doing. Her feet were longer than the other two, but her toes were petite in comparison. They trembled, imagining what was about to happen.
    Why were the girls, save for Arcueid, this nervous? As Kohaku had previously explained: “Mister Shiki won two tickets from a lottery, and even if he would love to take the three of you to the park, only one person can go with him. Because of this he told me to help him choose the one. He said that for this park only people who don’t mind laughing can enjoy it. So this is simple: you will have to insert your bare feet in this machine of mine. It will tickle them in a graded scale, from low to high. If you can’t stand it just give up and it will stop. In the end the one who manages not to give up will win. Easy, isn’t it?” The three girls understood the rules and hating the idea of losing to anyone and accepted for their own reasons. Everything was ready; Kokahu set a series of dials in motion and took a notebook to write down any interesting data.     

    The machine started with a buzzing sound. From in-between the three pairs of feet a mechanical snake-like arm sprang forward waving a soft-looking feather that began dusting the fair soles at its disposal. Arcueid chuckled immediately at the contact - Ehehe, so this is how being tickled feels. Ehehe it’s just like in that movie I saw “Bound by Laughter”, with that auburn-haired woman tickling all of those girls. I should ask Shiki to tickle me from now on. Ihihihihi - She claimed with surprise, giggling and waving her feet with compliance, letting the feather’s bristles caress her smooth skin - What kind of movies do you watch? - Asked Kohaku to herself writing down that peculiar data. Next to the happily laughing blonde was Akiha doing her best to suppress the laughter. She was used to receive pedicures, yet it did not mean she enjoyed them. Her soles were the most sensitive one could ever imagine, with every inch of her skin being receptive to any ticklish attacks, her friends at the academy were aware of that and teased her in any slumber party they shared. However this situation was different, she could not allow those two women to go on a date with her brother. She bit her lip and made use of all of her force of will just to avoid the giggles from escaping her mouth. And finally, Ciel was already giggling and trashing at her bounds - Ohohoho no, I knew I couldn’t do this! Ahahaha! - She said with a pained expression in her face. Terrible memories were coming to her. Before being recruited by the Church, her immortal body had been tested by their sadist experts. Among the many torments they put her through, tickling felt the worst. They even went as far as to have some goats lick the soles of her tender feet for endless amounts of time. Something that, after an hour became painful from the continuous laughing she had to endure. Needless to say, this had created a kind of trauma on the bluenette. Who laughed hysterically even if it was only a single feather gently touching her soles by moving up and down.     

    After a while of this predicament, the girls’ reactions increased in intensity. The reason was simple, by every passing minute the machine was tickling their feet more efficiently. It was not erratically moving its way around the ticklish skin of the ladies. It began to target specific spots: Akiha flinched when she felt its soft caress between her toes, an area in her body never before touched by anyone. Arcueid, on the other hand, laughed with gusto when the feather stoking against her skin drew circles in the balls of her feet, which were turning red by the second, accepting the sensations they were receiving. On the last hand, Ciel was struggling harder against her bonds, she waved her arms around, unable to remain still, her eyes were shut tight trying to evade herself from the devilish feather kissing her feet.    

    Unexpected to all of them, the machine stopped, if only for a brief second that helped the girls regain their composure - Uf, uf. That wasn’t that bad - Said Arcueid puffing, who felt as if she had returned from a jogging season - Ah…ah…shut up - Complained Ciel out of breath - How can you enjoy this, it’s torture! - The blonde vampire stroked her chin - Maybe it could be torture after a while, but I would need something that tickled me more for it to feel bad! - She added with pride. Akiha cursed her words in silence; she had just to open that mouth of hers. The machine came to life again. This time, two arms appeared, each of them equipped with mechanical hands that wriggled their fingers in anticipation as they approached the girls’ feet. Arcueid remained calm, wondering what kind of sensations they could induce her. Ciel trembled in fear and pulled at her ankles, wanting to escape from the future torment. And Akiha began to doubt as she saw those instruments getting close to her poor soles.
    The reaction was immediate: as soon as the hands began to work on the ticklish feet, both Arcueid and Ciel broke in laughter; hearty in the case of the blonde and agonic for the one with the glasses. The hands were equipped with rubber gloves, each fingertip ended in little protuberances that enhanced the friction and increased the tickling they could cause in return. They left a trail of wrinkles as they fondled the soft and sensitive skin of the captives that laughed in return. Only Akiha was the one remaining silent, her pride helped her from not laughing, although the way her body trembled showed how much this tickling was affecting her. The hands began with subtle touches against their soles, building up the torment, so that the girls knew that the worst was yet to come. They would use a single finger to graze at the most sensitive spots they could find. Later on, they would squiggle, scribble, scrawl and skitter against those beautiful feet. No arch, heel or toe was left without being assaulted, and those were not the only targets they would go for.
    Akiha’s feet moved involuntary when her toes were targeted by those hands. They scratched the skin bellow them, making her smile grow wider - You can do this - She thought - You must not crack! - She tried to encourage herself, yet it was so hard to maintain still, to show this was not affecting her. Arcueid was not having that of a bad time in contrast - Ahahaha, not the arches! Ehehehe it tickles!!! - She exclaimed surprised at what those fingers scrapping her fine soles could do. They would use all of their raspy fingertips to graze her soles from the top to the bottom, making her squeal with delight when it was the arches turn to be induced with these kind of sensations. Unfortunately for Ciel, she did not share her enthusiasm. She was blushing effusively and tears were forming at the corners of her eyes. She could not stand those feelings anymore. The machine was making the worst of her reactions and made her laugh hysterically at the combination of a teasing swift stroke by a singer finger on her right sole and a hand going all out for her left one, groping at her toes when the chance arose. This was the last straw for her.
     - I CHAHAHAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE, I GIVE UPHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!!!!! - She screamed hysterically - Yay, one down, its only you and I then, lil sis! Ehehehe, I canahan’t believe how much this tickles! - Said Arcueid half surprised, half proud. Ahika would not allow that familiarity and tried to complain. In that moment, she burst in laughter - Ahahahaha, don’t talk to me like that! - She felt horrible for being this weak; her feet trashed around to avoid the fingers touching them that put even the more emphasis on making them laugh.     

    Kohaku scribbled a series of notes, the machine’s performance was being better than she expected: the tools it used always adapted and anticipated the victims’ movements in order to make them feel the most tickling as possible. The three of them were laughing at the top of their lungs by that moment. Ciel was the one who was having the worst time. Since she had given up, her spirit was broken, which translated into more ticklish feelings for her poor soles that were being touched by those wriggling fingers, decimating her defences. Once the maid was done writing down the data, she nodded - Very well, miss Ciel, I will release you in no time - The answer did not take time to happen - YEHEHEHEHES!!!! LET ME OUT, NOHOHOHO MOREEEE!!! - Screamed the upperclassman yelling with hysteric laughter. The redhead pressed a series of buttons that would free the poor girl.
    And nothing happened. She tried again with the same result. She could hear the laughter behind her increasing in pitch - WHAHAHAHAT’S GOING ON? WHY DOESN’T IT STOP???!?! AHAHAHAHAHA!!! - Cried Ciel, whose feet received the assault of the fingers moving in a blur, tickling her beyond her limits. The maid swallowed hard and smiled at them, pretending that there was nothing wrong with her invention - You see, Ms Ciel...Unless we get a winner we can’t stop this machine. Don’t worry, I think it will take no time. I guess... - .
    Ciel’s eyes opened wide, she could not believe what she was hearing, she could not endure one more second of that, specially not when their heels were being scratched with devilish intent. She had to do something. Still laughing, she tried to summon her swords to destroy that infernal device, but the tickling was too distracting. If that was not enough a series of shackles appeared of nowhere and tied her wrists as well as the other two girls’ behind their backs. Increasing their vulnerability - NOHOHOHOHO!!!! NO MOHOHOHOREEEE!!! - Pleaded the blue-haired one. Next to her Arcueid and Akiha were doing their best not to lose. The way the hands were touching their feet and the velocity from which they did so, made their conviction falter, their limits were about to be reached.
    Then, the cherry to this cake of madness, frosted with laughter and ticklish torment, was added. Two more arms appeared, the feather returned, adding the soft and teasing sensations to the contrasting rough and straightforward touches by those never-ending tickling gloves. That was not the last, unfortunately for the tired soles that had to receive a continuous source of ticklish sensations tingling all-around their skins, a fourth arm appeared. This one had a rotating brush at the end of it. All the girls panicked at the sight of it. Their laughter reached a new plateau of madness when their feet were tended by that hellish instrument.     

    Arcueid bucked in her seat, the brush moved in quick motions upwards and downwards at the ball of her left foot. She screamed at this and felt her lungs burning at the constant laughter - Ehehehehe, this is...TOO MUCH, AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! GIVE UP SIS, GIVE UP!!!! - Ordered the blonde waving her head to the sides. The sensory overload was starting to reach her. If the brush was not enough, the hands attacked in unison her arches and heels with horrible coordination all the while the feather went for the toes and ball in her right foot. Akiha bit her lips with more force, just a little longer and she would win, her brother’s senior had lost and the blonde was about to do so. Only a bit more and everything would end. But it tickled so badly. No matter how much she moved her feet around or scrunched her toes, she would receive ticklish sensations in every single centimetre of fine skin. With the feather favouring the insteps of her toes and each hand targeting a different spot in each foot, and what was worse, the brush rasping her tender right arch. That mixture of sensations was unbearable. Silently, she wished for Arcueid to surrended once and for all. Ciel had already given up and pleaded and begged to be released from this torture. At least she tried to; there was no way to make sense of the desperate sounds emitted from her throat. She would gnarl and grunt among laughter and nothing would make the tickling stop. If anything, it would increase and become even more maddening.     

    This Dantesque scenario went on with the girls’ laughing and suffering escalating by every passing second. The brushes had been a terrible addition to the tools that were tickling their feet, red from the overload of attention they were suffering. The fight had come to a stalemate between Akiha and Arcueid, with only the last laughing at the top of her lungs, and the other putting all of her being in not joining her. Only Ciel fell into a fit of silent laughter and rested on her bounds. Her feet moved no more, she had understood she had to save what little energy she got to laugh it out. Then, to add more sadism to it, all of the arms were exchanged with new ones, all of them armed with brushes. However, they all oozed an estrange substance, which Akiha gulped when she recognized it and made a decision - Nohohohoho, not that! I give up! Kohaku turn this contraption down! I won’t stand that on my fehehehehehet AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! - She could not finish her threat; the six feet were thoroughly caressed by those brushes that would soak them with a transparent liquid that made them glitter despite their tired look. Akiha knew that they just had their soles coated in massage oil, something that would increase their sensitivity. She hated being right on the spot.
    More hands and brushes went for their feet until their soles could be seen no more, only a mass of wriggling tools moving around and sending them into madness. The trio laughed and yelled, they cried and tried to get free from their bounds, but it was no use - TUHUHUHUHUHURN THIS DOHOHOHOHOWN!!!!! - They all shouted - I’m on it, I’m on it! - Said Kohaku aloud pressing a sequence of buttons that would make everything end.     

    But it did not. Instead, the machine added more velocity to the spinning brushes and wriggling fingers. Even more of those tools sprang forward and tackled other sensitive areas of their nimble bodies. Kohaku began to sweat - It’s funny... But I can’t turn it down - A cry of despair and stupefaction was heard. The maid continued looking into the problem - Ohh, I see what’s wrong... I set the machine for four hours and it won’t stop. So...I would suggest you tried to lose your consciousness or something? - She said giggling nervously. The roaring answer did not take time to happen - four hours? I don’t want even a minute here. GET ME OHOHOHOHOUUUTTT!!!!! - Cried Ciel pitifully - I swear I will fire you after this AHAHAHAHA, NOT THE FEHEHEHET, LEAVE MY FEHEHEEHET ALONE!!! - Threatened Akiha - NOHOHOHO, I DON’T LIKE THIS ANYMOHOHOHOREEE!!! - Exclaimed Arcueid.
    Those would be the last they would say, the device produced pieces of duct tape and put them around the girls’ mouths, muffling their cries subsequently. Kohaku was trying her best to end this. And reached a decision, she did not want to make miss Akiha more angry than she was, and even if it pained her to, she would have to break her machine. She held her broom that she always had close to her and slammed it at the machine.
    A strong noise was heard, the one of a metallic hand stopping the weapon before it reached its target. Prior to Kohaku could react, several metal tendrils wrapped around her body, forcing her to sit on the ground - What is going on? - She said, not being able to believe this major malfunction. She gasped when she saw her wooden sandals going off and soon her white socks would follow. The pale skin began to be shown and when she tried to complain her mouth was gagged. In no time, her agonic laughter would join the rest now that her feet were perfectly bared and ready for some excruciating tickling.     

    Meanwhile, at the other side of the city, near the countryside, a young boy and his maid were cutting through branches in the wilderness - I can’t believe we are doing this, Hisui - Complained Shiki Tohno, removing his glasses to get rid of the sweat in his forehead - Couldn’t we simply go to the super market to buy these species? - The quiet maid spoke faintly - That won’t do, mister Shiki. Sister asked me to procure these ingredients as fresh as possible. I’m sorry to have dragged you along on this, my apologies - She said bowing - Is not a big deal. I think is good to be on the open from time to time... - Said the boy using his pocket knife to obtain the herbs they needed as Hisui instructed him - Considering how long it took us to come here we won’t come back to the mansion before four hours at least. I think that will be more than enough time for my sister to be finished with her experiment - Thought Hisui unaware of the quarter of laughter that was going on in the manor in that precise instant.                          

    The end?