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Contains spoilers for later episodes of Gekirangers. This is a 15-minute prompt fic that ran longer, written with my alternate-universe, crossover, spanking RPG in mind, in which various unusually-gifted characters from several different fandoms all live in the same school. The prompt is posted at the end of the fic. Contains spanking.

Caught in the Act (Gekirangers/Justice League)

By Haruka (haruka@ymail.com)

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Mele and I just endured a training session with the Gekirangers. It was hard work – mostly in trying to adjust my reactions so that I didn’t go overboard. I don’t mean I held back, exactly – well, maybe in a way. The problem with Rinki is that you’re inclined to fight viciously, and I’m trying not to be that way anymore. Holding back those urges is extra taxing when training now.

After that session, Master Shafu told us we had done well and to clean up and rest. I took a long hot shower and returned to my room, flopping onto the bed. I was tired, but it felt strangely good.

“Rio-sama?”

I looked over as Mele came in. “Are you all right? It was tough, wasn’t it?”

“Yes, but in a good way. How are you?”

She looked thrilled, the way she does anytime I acknowledge her existence. It was only over recent events just before we came here that I realized how important she is to me. However, despite my having told her that, she still acts like I’m doing her a favour when I’m nice to her.

“I’m fine,” she answered, venturing over to kneel on the floor by my bed. “You looked like you were enjoying yourself.”

I nodded slowly. “I did. It felt good to fight honestly again.”

“This was a first for me,” she sighed. It was true, she was never a possessor of Geki, she had always had Rinki, and while I was going back to something I’d known before, it had to be much worse for her.

“You did well,” I told her, touching her cheek. “I was proud of you.”

“Rio-sama,” she said radiantly. I drew her up onto the bed and put an arm around her.

“Mele, I know we had our doubts at first about this, but if we’re to rid ourselves of Long’s interference in our lives, this is just what we need. I know we can do it as long as we help each other.”

“You know I’ll do anything for you,” she told me.

I smiled a little. “You’ve never made that a secret. But what you may not realize is that it goes both ways. I’ll also do anything for _you_. I love you, Mele.”

I thought I had said it before, or maybe I just thought she knew it, but tears started slipping down her cheeks. “Oh, Rio-sama ….”

I pulled her close in a tight hug, then drew back and kissed her. She hesitated, as if she couldn’t believe it was happening, then she kissed back.

What happened next may be better understood if you realize that recently, I found out that I had been manipulated into doing practically everything I’ve done since I was a child. I won’t go into details, but learning the truth made me feel like my whole life was a lie and I didn’t know WHO I was supposed to be anymore. Mele has a way of bringing things back into focus for me and making me feel like I can do anything, despite how I’d been used in the past. I really do love her. And she’s loved me ever since I brought her back to life, and it was only cemented when I rescued her from our abuser.

So if the two of us became intimate, I’m sure no one would fault us. That is, no teenager would. But from what I understand, it’s not the kids who ruin most of the fun around here and today they proved it.

Mele and I were in the middle of a very poignant moment in which I was kissing between her naked breasts and she had her hand down the front of my pants when I heard an angry female voice boom, “WHAT IN HERA IS GOING ON HERE?!”

My head came up with a start, cracking into Mele’s chin, while she jerked her hand from my pants and hurt something sensitive of mine in the process. We both turned a venomous look toward the doorway, where a beautiful but very angry black-haired woman was glaring at us, hands on her (shapely) hips. My bodysuit was half off, as was the top part of Mele’s dress, and there wasn’t really anything to cover ourselves with. “Who are you?!” Mele demanded.

“I’m Wonder Woman,” she said. “And you two are Rio and Mele, aren’t you? While you may be new here, that’s no excuse for engaging in such behaviour, and in front of an open door at that!”

I pushed my hair back, feeling irritable and resentful. “Why didn’t you just close the door then?”

Her eyes darkened and in three strides she was upon me. She yanked me to my feet, pulled my (already unfastened, how convenient) pants down and struck me on the backside hard with her hand.

Mele leapt up to attack in my defense. “MELE, DON’T!” I commanded, afraid for what would happen to her if she did. She hesitated uncertainly, dismay apparent on her face.

The crazy black-haired woman whacked me again, again, and again, each time more forceful than the last. I can’t say I’ve never been spanked before, but it hasn’t happened since the last time I was living with the Gekirangers and I feel I’d been doing fine without it. Having her hand descend painfully on my bare skin brought back memories I’d rather not have recalled.

I don’t know how many times she struck me, but it was enough that by the time she released me, my rear end was blazing with pain and Mele was sobbing. Her tears intensified when the woman reached for her and I caught her arm. “Don’t, please,” I said, trying not to let the pain show in my voice. “It’s not her fault.”

Wonder Woman yanked her arm from my grasp. “From what I saw, you two were in this together,” she said sternly and turned back to Mele. I turned away so that I wouldn’t have to watch, but I heard everything as I clenched my hands into fists and vowed not to lash out with my power. It took everything I had to contain it.

Once she was finished spanking Mele, she turned both of us toward her. “I don’t want this to ever happen again, do you both understand me? There are young kids here and like it or not, you older children are an influence on them. Besides that, you’re much too young yourselves to be engaging in such activity! I won’t tell your teachers about it this time, but if it happens again, I will. Now get dressed, keep your clothes on and your hands to yourselves.”

She left (swinging the door WIDE open) and we straightened out our clothes in silence.

“Rio-sama,” Mele murmured finally, “why did you tell her it wasn’t my fault?”

“Because you would never say no to me, and I started it.”

She touched my arm and I looked at her. “It’s true I would never say no, but I’m so happy you want me that way. I’m just sorry you had to suffer because of me.”

I hugged her warmly. “I’m sorry you were hurt, too,” I told her. “She had a point about the door, and I guess about the other kids, as well. We’ll be more careful.”

“Rio-sama,” Mele whispered and buried her face in my chest.

So there’s a warning for any other would-be lovers in this place. Don’t get caught, at least not by the crazy black-haired Amazon.

Rio

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(2008)

Prompt: It wasn’t like we were *completely* naked

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