Meeting in the Rain

Story by WotanAnubis

TITLE: Meeting in the Rain

AUTHOR: WotanAnubis

FANDOM: Shin Megami Tensei: Digital Devil Saga

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Shin Megami Tensei: Digital Devil Saga or any characters from it. No profit is made.

RATING: NC-17

PAIRING: Argilla/Jinana

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After death the body ascends into the sky only to return to the earth again as rain. This was a fact. Not long ago it would have been little more than just one more fact amongst the many that made up the Junkyard. But lately this particular little fact had taken on more significance for Argilla. She didn't know why.

No, that wasn't completely true. She knew part of the why. It had something to do with Jinana and what had happened at the Solid's Citadel. Argilla had felt a strange kind of empty ache inside her chest since then and the rain took some of it away somehow. It was almost as if part of Jinana was still with her when she was out in the rain. It was an absurd notion, but then again existence in the Junkyard had become absurd anyway.

Argilla sat down against a wall of the Embryon base and closed her eyes, letting the endless drizzle soak her clothes. It had been a long day and the susurrous of the endless rain soothed her. It drained her body of the tension that had built up and even managed to wash away her fatigue.

A small jingling sound startled her out of her rest and she opened her eyes to see a familiar small black animal. It stared at her intently for a while, then suddenly looked away to its right. Argilla followed its gaze and saw nothing. Then a figure began to emerge from the rain.

Argilla jumped to her feet when the distant shape slowly collapsed into that of Jinana. Before long the green-haired, green-eyed woman stood in front of her, the corners of her mouth pointing slightly up.

"How?" was all Argilla managed.

"I don't know," Jinana replied. "I needed to be here."

Argilla couldn't believe her eyes. What they told her was not possible. Yet they were telling her this anyway. She reached out hesitantly and touched Jinana's arm. The woman felt very real, too.

"Strange, isn't it?" said Jinana as she covered Argilla's hand with her own.

Argilla nodded mutely and carefully pulled her hand away.

"It's really you, isn't it?"

"It seems that way," Jinana replied.

"But you look different somehow."

"How do you mean?" Jinana asked.

"I don't know," said Argilla. "Just... different."

The pink-haired sniper let her eyes wander across Jinana's body. Her green hair was still the same model, still obscuring one eye. A red tear was still tatooed underneath her visible eye. Her barely dressed body was still feet, her legs still long and slender.

Ah, there it was. Her grey thong was different. It bulged for some reason.

Jinana looked down, apparently following her gaze.

"Ah yes," she said. "That."

"How did you get it?" Argilla asked.

"Our bodies are nothing more than an assemblage of information," Jinana replied. "Information that can be changed. That has been changed."

"What does that mean?"

"I don't know," Jinana said. "It was just a thought."

"Another one?" Argilla said, feeling one corner of her mouth curving up.

"It seems so," Jinana said.

"May I... see it?"

Jinana stared at her. "Why do you ask?"

"I... I don't know. I just... want to."

Jinana shrugged. "I don't mind."

Argilla kneeled and pulled down Jinana's thong. The action was curiously easy, as though she'd done it before. Soon Jinana's almost entirely flaccid penis all but plopped out. Argilla found her eyes fixed on it, though she couldn't tell why. Like the vagina, it was an entirely unimportant part of the body. Striking or shooting it was hardly lethal and so it could be safely ignored.

So why this fascination?

Argilla reached up and let her fingertips brush against Jinana's soft member. It... changed as she touched it, the softness slowly but perceptably becoming more of a hardness. Gently caressing Jinana, Argilla watched the woman's shaft growing thicker and longer and pointing ever more upright. When it pointed almost entirely straight up, she heard Jinana gasp.

Argilla yanked her hand away. "W-what? Something wrong?"

"No," said Jinana and her voice had changed somewhat as though her breathing had become different. "Quite the opposite. It felt... quite good."

"So you won't mind if I continued, right?"

"If you feel the need to," said Jinana.

"Good."

Argilla reached up again and this time wrapped her fingers around Jinana's shaft. It felt hard and hot in her hand. And curiously pleasing as though Jinana's saying it felt good also made her feel good. Which made no kind of sense at all, but right now that was OK.

Argilla began moving her hand up and down, feeling Jinana's member harden even further and hearing ever more, ever louder gasps. She continued stroking her for some time, though how long exactly she wouldn't be able to tell. Long enough in any case, and for far too short as well. She listened to the curious yet pleasing change in Jinana's b

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