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Natasha had almost forgotten just loud the docks of a big city could be during the morning when many ships were coming and going, the horns filling the air along with the shouts of workers doing their best to get cargo loaded or unloaded with as much speed as they could manage. But the longer she stood there at the edge of one of the many concrete piers which made up the docks the more Natasha remembered from her life before coming to Japan, back when her father would take her down to the docks in France so she could get used to the sights and sounds as well as to meet the various captains and crew they had working for them. She even spotted the logo of her family business on one of the large cargo ships just now pulling up to the pier she stood at, the very one she had been waiting for as it had an extra passenger she was most interested in seeing again.

This particular woman had been out of Japan or quite a while but thanks to her business contacts she had caught word of the last port she had stopped in at. It seemed she was looking to head back to Japan based on what she had heard so she had it arranged for an invitation to drop into her hands, one offering the use of the cabin her family would use whenever sailing on any of their ships, an offer the woman had accepted. It had made Natasha quite happy to hear she had taken her up on the invite and now she was smiling as she watched the ship begin to unload.

She remained at the beginning of the pier, standing with a black car behind her with its driver letting it idle to keep the air running on the warm summer day. Now she just had to wait a little longer for the woman of the hour to march down the boarding ramp, waving to her when she caught sight of her.

A stuffed toy and an old picture. That was all that was left of the life the girl on the boat that had shattered her mental stability and screwed with her understanding of the norms and agreements society expected from their members. Psychiatrists who had checked her while in custody for small crimes had described her as secluded, misandrist and even misanthropic, fit to slip into a psychotic seizure or a social big blunder at any time, and many of them had lobbied for her to be locked away into a mental facility and the key to the doors to be thrown away so to say. But she knew how to work a system, especially a broken one, so here she was.

Clutching her souvenirs for a moment to give her some strength before letting them slip into her medium sized backpack and step on the ramp under the click clack sound of some metal cutlery hanging at the side of the backpack. Her clothes looked a little bit worn and were simple but pragmatic, but they were clean. Her blonde hair was open and a little bit ruffled while a pair of sunglasses were sitting on her nose. Not because it was particularly bright, but o hide her eyes.

She took a few slow steps down the ramps before she spotted Natasha who was already waving. Shyly, she raised her own hand to wink back, gulping a last time before she finally stepped back on dry land.
"Hello, Natasha."
She said after a little pause to collect her thoughts and find the strength to speak, making her voice sound a little rasp like that of her namesake animal.
"Thank you for the invitation."
It probably was not the biggest thing for Natasha to invite her, but it meant much more for the reclusive Blonde.

Because Natasha cared where nobody else had cared.

Natasha hadn't seen the woman for quite a while and much had changed in that time, though she could only hope those changes had been good for Anja as they had been for her. She had thought her career would never rise as high as it had when she was the hentai champion for the first time, so when she lost the title it had been quite the blow to her state of mind, especially given the way it had all gone down. But she had climbed back from that, her drive and love of the sport pushing her to keep going and she had been rewarded with a shot at the title. A shot that despite the long odds against her Natasha had made the most of, coming away the champion yet again.

But she had recently lost the title for the second time, though where before there was anger and self blame this time Natasha felt more at peace with it. Though she wasn't exactly happy with losing it either. So it was good for her to be standing there with the ocean breeze pulling at her hair, a smile on her lips as she caught sight of an old friend who had been there for her through a lot of her early career. She needed this in more ways than one and she wondered if Anja was in a similar boat. Guess she would find out.

"Oh no need for thanks but I appreciate it, honestly I got lucky when I heard about where you were and thought, I haven't seen Anja in too long so why not help her come back to Japan?" She stood there smiling for a few moments then decided to just go for the hug, opening up her arms and stepping forward to embrace the blonde.

Anja had suspected that Natasha would rise high from when they had first met. She would have probably not so high on her if she had known that she was a rich heiress, something that Anja usually could not stand, and she was only human and ruled by her feelings. But she had not known, and so had been able to get to know the girl Natasha instead of the money bag Natasha. And today they were standing here as friends.

"I am used to take care of myself."
She mumbled a little big flustered and with from embarrassment reddening cheeks when Natasha embraced her, being frozen for an instant before she finally laid an arm around Natasha too and taking her sunglasses of to show her slightly wet eyes after she was temporarily out of sight for the eyes of her friend, even that little show of affection already made her feel weak thanks to her upbringing.

But the moment faded.
"I am glad that you thought about me."

"Oh I know you are, still its good to confirm you're good with my own eyes." She answered while they embraced, the frenchwoman giving Anja a long hug after such a long time apart but couldn't hold onto her forever, letting her go when the horn of a nearby ship snapped her out of her trance. She gave her one last pat on the back...an inch above the blonde's butt...then pulled back, having to use one hand to keep her hair from being blown into her face as the wind picked up.

"So not sure if you had any plans for your first few hours back on dry land but I have a car, someone to drive us around, both it and I am yours for the day if you want either." She turned sideways to better present the black sedan behind her, gesturing with her arms as if she were a game show presenter showing off the big prize.

The pat on the back was unusually deep, but Anja did not object it while she was visibly enjoying having such a close contct to her old friend. She was rather glad that Natasha was making it clear why she had been a champion in a division full of people who were of the rather touchy type.

"You surely know how to make a girl feel welcome. I was mostly traveling by foot or bus. And even when you only have the most personal stuff with you, a backpack gets heavy over time."
She replied with a little giggle, eyeing the sedan that was waiting for her nearly paded butt to take place in.
"If you ask me like this, I would like to find a quiet place where we can talk."

Natasha went and opened the door, gesturing for Anja to go ahead and climb inside. "Well then after you! I've got a couple places in mind." Once Anja had taken a seat inside the sedan Natasha would join her, closing the door behind her but not sitting down just yet as she needed to converse with her driver. The car was built with privacy in mind as the front and rear were divided with only a small window, just large enough for someone Natasha's size to crawl through, joining the two halves. Natasha leaned through the opening to have a quick word with her driver, leaving Anja with the sight of the blunette's ass swaying back and forth for a few moments until she slid back and took her seat.

Soon the window in the middle slid up leaving the two women completely alone with each other. "Normally Grant and I chit chat when he drives me but thought we could use some privacy" Natasha reached down to a small fridge in front of them, pulling out a bottle of water though there were more adult oriented options as well. She took a drink then turned her body to face Anja, smiling as she settled in for the ride with her friend. "So he's taking us to this forest trail outside the city, theres an overlook there thats rarely used so we get some nature and a private spot at the same time. I was going to pick a beach spot but figured you've seen enough of the ocean for now."

Anja carefully maneuvered inside of the sedan. One should assume that it would be rather complicated to enter such a deep sitting door with a backpack, but the Blonde was a seasoned veteran when it came to entering unusual places so she made it look smooth and simple.

Sighing lightly when she finally had stored her backpack away and settled down, she was right in time to enjoy the backside of her host move from left to right. That alone was already enough to encourage her decision to return to Japan , and a little smile moved over her face which stayed there when Natasha told her where they would be going while she was helping herself to a bottle of water too.

It was also such a typical Natasha move to know the first name of her driver. Anja knew that competent drivers, bodyguards and butlers were paid in good, very good coin and therefore could probably weather the host of incompetent, decadent or plain stupid people that were wealthy and powerful despite being themselves and which they sometimes drove, shielded or served. Still she had some problem with the concept of a servant outside of the bedroom, but the Bluenette sold it to her in a way that made it tolerable.
"I have seen both seaside and mountains in the last months, but a good sight is a good sight. Both if it is far away or really close."
She answered before taking a sip of water, gazing over Natasha from head to toe and twinkle with one eye.
"So tell me, how are you? I followed your ring career and also read some rumors in the rainbow press about you, but that last stuff is mostly bullshit by default and the first one does not tell me how you feel."

Natasha had been raised in a home with no fewer than a half dozen staff at almost all times of the day and night so for her having a driver felt completely natural, though she did understand just how fortunate she was and had since she had been little. Her mother hadn't grown up with any kind of money unlike her father and had made sure her daughter knew how good she had it. Then after starting college away from her family home she came to understand how others viewed her good fortune, that not everyone was happy for her, and how any mention or reminder of what she had could easily rub people the wrong way. She knew Anja wasn't a fan of anyone wealthy, to put it mildly, but she didn't think that distaste extended to her thankfully. Especially since trying to convince her family that she would drive herself around Japan would be nearly impossible with their understandable safety concerns.

Luckily the conversation turned to what Natasha had been doing since they last saw each other. "Oh...well what is there to say really? I lost the title to someone via less than upstanding circumstances, that was a low point for me admittedly. But it brought my cousin and I closer together so that was a bright spot there. Then much to my surprise I was invited to be the third in a triple threat title match and I won...I became the first ever two time hentai champion in Friction or Tension, and for a while I was happy."

Natasha paused there, letting out a sigh and taking a drink of water as her throat suddenly felt parched. "But with my second hentai title it seemed like all the expectations that came with the first were doubled as well, and I found myself looking for someone who could carry the belt after me. I defended it well I might add, I came out on top several times and even defended at Summer Splash!" She was apparently quite proud of that one with how big her smile got. "But I acccepted a private challenge and what is there to say? They proved they wanted it enough and now I've been able to sit back and reexamine things. How about you? Did you find what you were out there searching for?"

"I have always thought that these belts are just props to pay your bread and butter. Therefore I find it very fitting that you basically gave it away to someone you could call a successor."
Anja collected her thoughts, smiling suddenly.
"Although you do not look like someone old enough to need a successor."

Then she realized that she was about to say something about herself now, getting more serious instantly. Not exactly an easy task. She was not sure that she could really explain what she was doing when she took longer breaks.
"I can´t stand society for long, Natasha. After a given time, I feel like something is gnawing away at me, or even worse, the past is following me. Then I need to break away because I think that innocent people could get hurt if I stay. "
What else caused her drifting, she couldnt say. For a time, she had been looking for girls that had shared her fate, left messages and clues to her whereabouts. But most of them were probably just happy that it was over, so she had dropped doing it some time ago. Maybe also a little bit wanderlust.

"So, you have a cousin.Is she a Loclear like you or a business woman Loclear?"
She added after some moments of silence in an attempt to lighten up the mood again.