Shinta had always dreamed of going to Japan, ever since he got hooked into Anime as a young boy, he was fascinated with Japan's culture. Finally, it was his time to live the dream he always had. His bags packed, he was walking down the main aisle to board the plane that would take him on a fateful journey he could never have imagined. Shinta was a young 21 year old male, 5'9" tall, short black hair, brown eyes and a slender thin body. he took pride in keeping himself healthy and fit. He boarded the plane and took his seat and within some time, the plane took off and was in the air.
His mind raced with thoughts of all the places he'd go to see, all the things he'd love to do. His excitement was overwhelming which made his mind race more. He felt a hand tap his shoulder and jerked his mind back into reality. He turned his head and saw a young flight attendant leaning over towards him. She smiled and asked if he wanted a beverage. Shinta nodded "A can of coke please." he asked shyly.
The flight attendant smiled at him and raised herself up, turned to her cart and produced a can of coke which she extended towards Shinta. As he accepted, he bowed his head slightly and said "Arigato gozaimashita" Meaning thank you very much in Japanese. The flight attendant smiled at him and bowed her head in return as she moved down the lane to the next set of seats. Shinta took a sip from his drink and went back to looking out the window. It was his first time on a plane that he could remember. Seeing the world from so high up felt scary but beautiful at the same time.
Finally after many hours the plane landed in Tokyo, it was a cold winter's day but Shinta was prepared wearing thick clothes and a warm woolen jacket. He eventually picked up his bags and made his way for a taxi that took him to his hotel. He walked up to reception and gave his information for his reservation. The receptionist apologetically told him that they had unfortunately double booked his room and they had no other rooms available for him and that he would have to find another place to stay the night.
"But I paid for the room!" Shinta exclaimed. The receptionist only apologized and told him that his payment would be refunded. "Where will I go? I don't know any place here!" Shinta was visibly upset and his voice was a bit louder, louder than he had ever talked to anyone before. A security guard walked up to him and told him to settle down. "But they took my money and don't have a room for me! It's not right!" he told the security guard who only told him that he had to leave or he would call the police.
Not being a confrontational person Shinta made his way out of the hotel angry at this turn of events. The first sour moment of his trip that he had dreamed would go so perfectly. Outside, he walked the streets looking for other hotels. Capsule hotels were filled for the night as were other hotels. The Anime Convention happening this weekend had seen all places booked out. Not knowing what to do Shinta walked aimlessly through the streets with his luggage.
The day wore on as night came about. The nights were cold here in Tokyo. His jacket provided some protection from the cold but it was not enough. He sat on a bench in front of what seemed to be a multi-story apartment complex. He didn't know what to do. A woman walked passed him looking at him sitting there, she smiled and nodded as she turned into the apartment complex and went inside. Without anywhere to go, Shinta accepted that he would have to stay on that bench throughout the night. As time wore on the night sky got cloudier, it began to rain a cold heavy rain. Shinta crossed the road and tried to take shelter between two shops, in a short opening between the walls of each shop which acted as a small alleyway with dumpsters. It shielded him slightly from the cold but did nothing to lessen the rain coming from above. He knelt and sat on the wet grown hunched up in a ball.
"This is just my luck, why did I come here? Why did I leave my home?" The negativity began to seep into his thoughts. Shinta lived through a hard life of solitude, having no friends, never being accepted and being abandoned by his family, he grew up not knowing even what family was let alone what love was. Many times in his life he felt suicidal but he somehow endured. He always thought that he was also too weak to do that.
He noticed the lights on the apartment complex were all out, it must have been late at night now. Only one window shone a light and a figure standing at the window, watching him from above. At first, noticing the figure staring at him, he felt a shiver run down his spine. "How long have they been staring at me?" he thought to himself. The figure moved away from the window, Shinta felt relieved but scared at the same time. He was contemplating leaving this area but didn't know where to go. He would try to find another place to stay the next day even if he had to travel elsewhere, he'd find a way, money wasn't a problem, just knowledge.
Time seemed to pass slow, his body tired and wet, he felt like he was falling into sleep and jerking awake again time after time. At some moment he felt the rain stop hitting him. He sighed, "finally" he said to himself but then heard raindrops still falling from above.
"Are you ok?" a voice asked.
Shinta looked up startled to see a woman about his age holding an umbrella over his head and leaning over towards him. She was beautiful, she looked Japanese, was just a little taller than he and her long black hair hung down the side of her head as she leaned over. "She looks like an angel" he thought to himself.
"Um..." Shinta coughed, "Sorry, I am new here, my hotel room was double booked and I couldn't find another place to stay. I didn't know what else to do so I had to stay here for the night."
"I see, you must be here for the Anime convention. It happens every year and there is always someone or another left out of a place to stay." He was mesmerized by her beauty and nearly didn't hear the next words that came out of her mouth. "You look like a good person, if you like, you can stay at my place for the night."
Shinta was shocked that she would offer him, a stranger a place in her home. He stared at her for what he thought was the longest time until she said "Well if you don't want to, it's ok."
"NO!" he shouted grabbing her arm as she raised herself up. Her eyes widened as she felt his hand tug at her arm but smiled when he quickly let go and blushingly said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean any offense. You honor me more than I deserve, I humbly accept your hospitality and promise to be a respectful guest in your home. My name is Shinta, it's a pleasure to meet you."
She eyed him up and down puzzled. His demeanor was strange, not of this time that she was used to. As he stood up straight, she took his features in and thought to herself. "He's quite cute."
"I am Yuki, pleasure to meet you too Shinta."
After greeting him she led him back to the apartment complex where they entered and she took him to her room. It was a typical Japanese apartment, very similar to those he had seen in Anime and other shows he had watched. It had a sitting area with a small kitchen and one bedroom with a bathroom section. A walk in closet/laundry area was where she had Shinta leave his bags and shoes so that they could tend to them later.
"You are all wet and freezing, you should take a warm shower now so you don't catch a cold. I don't want to get sick either." She takes his hand and guides him through her bedroom and into the bathroom.
"I don't have any dry clothes." he says to her as she turns the hot water on and begins to walk out.
"Don't worry, I will give you something to wear for tonight. We're indoors and it's just us two, you shouldn't be bothered about wearing a girls clothes for a few hours while we wash and dry your other clothes." She walks out the room and shuts the door leaving a small gap.
"Uh...girls clothes?" he thought to himself. He figured he had no choice and it was a better situation to be in than out in the cold. He was so thankful to her, he wasn't going to be a rude guest. He began to undress himself taking his top off, then his pants and underwear. He picked up the shower utensil off the wall and began to slowly wash himself. The hot water felt good and he was beginning to warm up. He stood up tall aiming the hot water onto his chest tilting his head back with his eyes closed feeling the heat fill his body. Little did he know he was being watched.
As Yuki was preparing some clothes, she noticed from the gap of the door Shinta standing there with his head tilted back. She walked closer and looked through the gap. He looked so innocent and carefree letting himself hang exposed in a strangers house. She felt flustered, an urge to walk in and grab him in her arms and pleasure him in every way she could, but she restrained from doing so, shaking her head and moving back slowly as to not make any noise and be noticed.
As Shinta finished washing himself, he dried himself with the towels he was given. "Um, Yuki, I'm ready for those clothes." he called out from the door. Yuki came into the room and asked him to come out of the bathroom to look at the clothes.
"Um, but I'm only wearing a towel, you can just pass them to me." He responded from the door opening.
Yuki realized he was shy so she walked up to the door, opened it and dragged him by the arm into the room. "There, you don't need to be shy. Like I said, it's only us two here and it's not like you need to be shy around me."
Shinta was startled at her sudden movement and pulling him out into the room.
"Here are your clothes, these should fit you. Like I said, they are girl clothes but nothing more I can do for you right now."
Shinta looked at the clothes on the bed, his jaw dropped. A long black dress and a pair of pink and white striped undies as well as a white shirt lay on the bed alongside some very long black socks. "You are joking right? I can't wear this!" he said half embarrassed.
"Why not?" she replied putting her hands on her hips. "Now now, you can't be throwing my hospitality back into my face you know, that's just plain rude. I'm a girl, I wear girl clothes and this is what I have. I won't have you staying in my house naked without knowing you so well and all your clothes are wet. This is what I have, it's not like you'll be walking in public in it."
"I didn't mean to..." his words trailed off to a murmur. His head lowered in embarrassment and his eyes looking at the floor.
Yuki nudged him on the shoulder, "Hey, they're just clothes, it doesn't matter, don't be embarrassed. Just wear them and come inside, I'm making some dinner. You can help me."
She walked out of the room and into the kitchen. He could hear her working with pots and pans. He looked at the clothes for a while. "Well, you've always liked secretly wearing girls clothes, now you got a chance to wear them normally, just don't act weird." he thought to himself.
He let the towels drop to the floor and picked up the underwear. He slipped them on to find they surprisingly fit with only a little tightness. He put no the shirt and the dress over it and then the socks. When he stood he noticed the dress was touching the top of his feet. He'd have to be careful not to trip over. It felt somewhat comfortable but embarrassing at the same time. The straps around his shoulders seemed uncomfortable and he would have to get used to it.
"Are you coming?" Yuki's voice called out from the kitchen.
Shinta slowly walked out into the living area adjacent to the kitchen. "Yes, thank you for the clothes and sorry if I offended, I am grateful for your kindness."
Yuki starred at Shinta for a moment. He stood there in that dress of hers, her heart pounded. He looked so cute, she felt that she was becoming aroused but quickly tried to snap out of it. "It's ok, I know it can be hard the first time you wear girls clothes in front of a stranger but don't worry, you look cute in them."
Shinta's eyes widened as he looked at her shocked, blushing all the while. Yuki laughed loudly, "Oh come on, come over here."
Shinta helped her make dinner and they both ate learning about each other. After dinner they sat on her couch to watch some Anime. Yuki happened to be a big fan of Anime. As time passed, Yuki got tired and leaned over and rested her head on Shinta's shoulder. At first he was stunned but didn't react. Her hair smelled beautiful, he put his arm around her head so that they could both be in a more comfortable position and let her rest on his shoulder.
Looking down at her, he noticed Yuki was quite flat chested, he didn't mind though, he preferred women that way. He thought of her as such a nice girl, a girl one would be lucky to be with in their lifetime.
Yuki laid there resting on his shoulder. Closing her eyes her mind raced. "Should I? Shouldn't I? what if he freaks out?" She contemplated many decisions in her mind until she reached one. She would go for it and see what would happen.
Shinta's night was about to get more interesting...
Part 2 coming soon!
