A/N: Hello everyone. I hope you like this, I am trying something different. Please review and tell me if i should continue or not. If it's that bad then forget it i won't. But if you enjoy please let me know. The more encouragement the sooner an update will come!

***This is a Rei/Mina story so beware F/F in later chapters.

Finding Freedom

Chapter 1

The sun's bright rays pierced through the open shades as the first signs of morning woke the sleeping lump in the bed. It had been another long night, a night filled with alcohol and parties, along with false praise and even falser smiles. Groaning loudly the blonde rolled onto her back, the arms encasing her waist like an iron prison. It always feels like a prison, she thought to herself. It wasn't that she didn't love her boyfriend, James, she did. It was more that lately that part of her that he was supposes to fill, the place in her heart that he belonged felt emptier than ever.

Mina groaned again pushing hard against the impeding arm, until she was able to slip from its grasp more easily. Sliding out from bed, the cool breeze of the air conditioning hit her naked body as she stepped over the carelessly discarded garments of the night before. Silently Mina slipped into the washroom shutting the door behind her.

She would need to be up soon either way, her manager would be calling to remind her of the CD signing in a few hours. She was glad the tour was nearly over, she needed a break. She needed some down time between the concerts, interviews, and constant promotional activities. Four more day, she thought rubbing her aching temples, the dull throbbing of her hangover taking control. Turning the shower on, she adjusted the temperature before climbing in. Steam filled the space around her, Mina leaned her head against the shower wall allowing the tepid water to run over her.

Why am I feeling this way? she wondered. The blonde chided herself over the usual feelings that had encompassed her as of late. What did she have to complain about, she often wondered to herself, with her usual cheerful smile plastered on her face for the public. She was the top selling artist on her label, had an amazing fan base, and already had more money then she could spend in a lifetime. This was her dream; she had been performing since she was fourteen and now everything that she had worked so hard to achieve she had. If this is everything that I ever wanted then why does it feel so…. She let the thoughts trail off in her mind.

Sighing, something she had found herself doing frequently these days, she thought back to the days when she was happiest. It was effortless; hands down Mina would have agreed her high school year were the best of her life. Maybe it was the fact that she had been able to stay in one place for a while, or maybe it was because it was the only time in her life that she had ever felt she had true friends.

True friends… Once again she let the thoughts trail off. A grin crossed her face without being forced, she loved her friends. There was Serena, loud and outgoing; her blonde hair always in those signature pigtails. Mina had never met anyone like her, she had the uncanny ability to make friends like no one Mina knew; not like the superficial populous she often had surrounding her these days. Serena had been the thread that held their group of friends together, and she still played that role today. Without Serena's constant contact, Mina was positive she would have lost touch with them, with reality, with who she truly was. Not the pop star she played in the public eye but the individual with real emotions and feelings.

Her mind wondered to the rest of her friends Ami and Lita. Ami, the most intelligent person she knew; it was Ami's brilliance that had gotten her through high school mathematics, as well as chemistry and biology. Yet, it was also Ami who Mina knew she could lean on in times of desperation. Lita, on the other hand, had been a great friend and the pillar of strength. It was strength Mina had learned from her friend. It was that same strength that had kept Lita going for all the years following their high school graduation, the years where she had distanced herself from everyone who knew the real her, not the pop star with the record breaking hits.

Then there was Rei, the one most like her yet the one most different. This classic debutante with the temper like fire, a classically trained dancer that traveled the country. It was Rei who Mina found she could confide in the most, their connection had gone beyond the bounds of mere friendship, yet it was Rei that Mina had found herself shutting out first. It was an inexplicable connection that neither one of them had been able to admit, they have never voiced it out loud but allowed it to stay silent and unspoken through all the years.

The sound of the door opening drew Mina back to the present, thoughts of her past slipping away like the water that pooled around her feet. Leaning her head back, the water ran down Mina's face as the door to the shower slid open, quiet footsteps padding on the ground as a large muscular arm encased her waist.

"Morning Love," he whispered huskily in her ear. Mina leaned back into his embrace, his hands caressing her sides, running slowly up and down under the heat of the shower. His intention apparent from the lazy way in which nipped her neck, and the fervor of his touch on her skin.

"Morning," she greeted turning around to face him. James leaned down, placing a passionate kiss on her lips. His tongue skimming over hers, begging for entrance. She obliged, opening her lips to him, their tongues dancing in their usual pattern. "Shower," she muttered grinning against his indulgences.

"Uh-huh," he groaned into her mouth, his hands exploring her body. She could feel his arousal on her belly; feel his manhood throbbing against her skin. The water poured over their skin, drenching them both fully. James moved closer, his movements impetuous. Mina gasped as her back hit the cool tiled wall. Mina moaned unintentionally, as his hands massaged her backside, kneading her skin affectionately. "Tell me Baby, what you want?" he moaned against her skin as his lips continued their assault.

It was the most automatic reaction. "You," she mumbled lost in the ecstasy of his ministrations. He knew her body, like he knew his own. Ever touch that turned her on, every pulse point that made her gasp. His fingers slipped across his slippery skin, rubbing, arousing her further.

"That feels good, Baby," she moaned in his ear nipping at his earlobe. Her hands reaching out to massage his shoulders and arms, she felt him grin against her skin not taking a moment to stop his own attack on her skin. Moving his hips forward slightly she felt his hardness again against her stomach, a moan escaped her as she felt heat rising from her moist core.

Bring his face to hers she kissed him, moaning as his hands slid up her sides. His fingers caressing the soft skin of her stomach as they ran up the curve of her breasts. She whimpered as strong finger rolled a nipple between them, her body involuntarily arching toward him. He grinned again enjoying watching her quiver under his touch.

He had always enjoyed being the dominate one; Mina thought her back aching from the pressure of being held against the wall. James lowered his head again, his tongue running across her skin, nuzzling it as he headed towards her erect nipples. Taking one into his mouth he traced small circle around the hardened nipple of the other with his fingers. Mina whimpered as his teeth closed on her rosy peak, arching her back to bring herself more fully into his mouth. He growled against her skin suckling harder, his other hand snaking down to cup her bottom. Pulling her hips forcefully into his, she clutched his hair as he ground himself into her, his hardened member heavy and warm against her skin. An intense pressure spread within her, his lips going from one breast, teasing and nipping back to the other. His hands skimmed the smooth skin between her legs, his long fingers searching for the throbbing, sensitive nub he knew was there ready to be teased.

Mina moaned again, his fingers kneading her lightly, rubbing slow circles over her clit. He lips crashed back into hers roughly, her back hitting the wall again. Her pulse beating more rapidly as he tongue searched her more rapidly again. His hands moved lower, the heel of his palm grinding into her sensitive nub as he slowly pushed two strong fingers within her.

"Yes James," she moaned, throwing her head back and baring her neck to him. James moaned loudly in pleasure as her core tightened around his fingers. The pressure of her climax building within her.

"You're so fucking hot," he breathed into her ear, leaning the weight of his body against her to steadying her trembling form. He stroked his fingers harder and deeper within her. She knew he wanted her to beg, he always wanted her to beg but this time she wouldn't. Instead, she pushed herself into his kiss and onto his thrusting fingers biting her lower lip to keep herself from moaning out loud. Her hips bucked against his hand automatically, trying to get them as deep as they would go. James curled his fingers upward slightly and a cry escaped her lips as he hit her sweet spot. James grinned manipulating it repeatedly until she felt the tension coiling within.

"I can't hear you," he demanded, his fingers slowing but not leaving her aching core. The slower pace was excruciating against the throbbing already built up within.

He knew how to get her. She breathed deeply. "Please," she muttered turning away, the water cascading down their skin.

"I couldn't hear that Babe," he breathed, his hot breath against her skin. "Louder. Tell me what you want me to do."

Mina threw her head back, she knew if she didn't give him what he wanted he would just walk away leave her in this state. She needed him to finish what he started. "Please James," she cried out. With his free hand he forced her to look at his face, into his eyes. "Fuck me."

"As you wish," he muttered attacking her lips with his again.

He grinned again, his fingers starting up again, harder and deeper than before. The pressure once again building within her, begging for release. An intense pleasure coursed through her as the release finally came, consuming her until all she could do was writhe in his arms, clutching at him. Mina quivered in his arms, her body gently and gradually coming down from the euphoric feeling. James held her to him, listening to her breathing steady, slipping his fingers from her to hold her properly.

Mina felt him grind his pelvis into her, looking for his own release. Leaning her head back she wrapped her legs around his waist guiding him into her body. James entered her with one fierce thrust, groaning at the feeling of her, tight and wet, the heat of her core enveloping him. She squeezed him, locking her ankles behind his ass, she could feel the intense pleasurable pressure building within her again.

"Fuck," he grunted as he pounded into her, pulling out and plunging back in long, hard strokes. He crashed his lips into hers again, thrusting his tongue into her mouth again, tasting her.

"James," she gasped giving into her own primal desires. "Yes…James," she groaned encouraging him. He was filling her hard and fast, the aching of her back against the wall becoming painful as he pounded into her again and again. Waves of pleasure crashed over her as she gripped him tighter, digging her finger nails into his back.

"Harder," he grunted, slamming into her, holding her up with one hand as he reached between them. Finding the sensitive nub just above where he moved in and out, he stroked her, fingers pressing, pinching roughly against it trying to elicit further moans. Mina screamed out, her body tightening in his arms and around his member. Lowering her head against his neck, she bit down softly sucking on it feeling waves of pleasure run through her entire body. James hissed her name, she felt his muscles constrict.

"Baby, I'm going to…" Mina arched her back, clamping down on him one last time as his body shook with the power of his own release. His seed spilling into her.

"Mina…" he breathed, resting against each other for a long moment, the water , now lukewarm, still running over their bodies. Lifting his head he pulled out of her still holding her aching body up against the wall, a satisfied smirk on his lips.

"I love you Mina," he said leaning down to kiss her lips.

"I love you too," Mina answered automatically, the words sounded hallow in her own mind but James didn't seem to notice. They cleaned up quickly, washing each other. He shut off the water and helped her out of the shower kissing her forehead affectionately.

Mina followed him into the bedroom, heading towards the closet as James settled back onto the bed content watching her. Absentmindedly Mina pulled the outfit out of the closet that had been shipped over the day before by her personal stylist. She unzipped the bag as James began to speak again.

"That was hot baby," he muttered rubbing his temples. "So I was thinking, you have a break coming up and I think it's time that I meet your parents."

Mina stopped what she was doing, her towel falling to the ground. Quickly reorganizing her features she shook her head. "I don't know."

"Why? Mina, I would like to meet your parents before I propose to you." Mina turned away, to afraid of what her face would convey if he saw her expression. "Besides, you were the one that said that I needed to meet your friends, and get their approval before we got married."

"I don't know," she repeated slipping into the dress. Why was it that the conversation was constantly turning to marriage these days, why was he being so adamant about it. Mina wasn't sure what she wanted, yeah she loved James, and they had been together since she first moved to the Los Angles to pursue her career but marriage. Wasn't that a huge step that she should be sure about, clearing the thoughts from her head she shook off the feeling of confinement. She felt his presence behind her before he felt his fingers on her skin, zipping up the dress from behind. "I'll think about it."

James laughed kissing her neck again. "It's too late, I already booked the flight. We leave next Friday for Georgia."