Paper

What does it mean… "Mou, Shizuru, I don't get this. Could you come here for a minute?" The dark haired woman asked, motioning to the open text before her: Trigonometric Identities.

At the other side of the table, a woman with honey coloured tresses sat, tapping her pencil periodically; lost in a world of thought. "Oi…. Shizuru…." Voice more aggravated, Natsuki closed her eyes, fist clenched at her side. She hated being ignored. In fact she hated being ignored almost as much as being bother. Strange and a tad contradicting, Natsuki didn't seem to care. What she cared about this moment was the fact that Shizuru was ignoring her.

A soft humming echoed through the small living room as the sound of a pencil scribbling upon paper broke the apparent writers block the other had been facing for the past God knows how long. Brow cocked, Natsuki could never remain upset long when it came to Shizuru. But what was so thrilling that it caused Shizuru not only to hum but also to ignore her? From her seated position Natsuki rose, creeping over to the other side of the table. On the balls of her feet, as best not to make any noise or sudden movement for the matter, Natsuki simply looked like a fool - but a rather silent fool at that. Peering over the seated girl's shoulder, the stealthily assailant adjusted her reading glasses, squinting to read the elegantly written figures.

You're shy,

Gentle,

Sweet,

Caring

The next few lines were crossed out, re-written, and then once again crossed out. So to save the pains of attempting to decipher it, the young girl merely moved on – gaze shifting down the page.

I find myself lost in your alluring emerald eyes

So deep and exhilarating,

I find myself unable to move

Unable to stop

A twinge of pink unconsciously worked its way onto the cheeks of the raven haired youth. Heart beating faster, Natsuki found herself unable to tear her eyes away from Shizuru's sheet of paper.

My sun

My moon

I know nothing without you

For it is your warmth that keeps me sane

Your smile that keeps me going

From you I have learned much

How to smile

How to live

But most of all how to love

And even in turn, be loved.

"Natsuki… you are my one… my only… my everything…"

"Shizu…" Eyes suddenly wide, Natsuki jumped back letting out a startled cry. There, hands folded neatly in her lap, the warm smile upon her lips…. Shizuru sat contently. Unable to speak, the latter simply pointed, jaw gaping, "Y-y-y-you…"

"Ara, me?" Head tilted just so, the crimson eyed woman merely smiled, doing well to mask her inner chuckle.

"You… me… writing… watching… …. How long?!" The words came in no real order, but she seemed to understand. Shizuru struck that thoughtful pose. Damn her.

One hand resting just below her chin, the other supporting her elbow, Shizuru thought hard… ish. "Ara, well you see… My Natsuki was breathing so heavily on my ear that it was sending shivers up and down my spine. Mou, I didn't know Natsuki wanted me that badly!"

As Shizuru went off into her strange world, with even stranger thoughts, Natsuki was only left to gape. Mouth wide, right eye twitching, the young woman wasn't entirely sure what to make of the situation before her. There was Shizuru, one of the most composed woman in all of Tokyo making googoo eyes at some unseen figure - small hearts seeming to capture her gaze.

"O-o-o-oi… Shizuru…" Cautiously the raven haired woman crept forward, tapping her best friend upon the shoulder. As if she were the present under the tree at Christmas, Shizuru lunged at her.

"Natsuki!!" She squealed excitedly, her eyes never losing their lustful gaze.

"Ah! Shizuru!" Back the two toppled, Shizuru on top, mercilessly nuzzling at her new pillow - which happened to be none other then Natsuki's now ample bosom. Yes, Natsuki was finally catching up to her. Though whether Natsuki or Shizuru was more grateful… it was hard to tell.

Had it been a few months earlier, the woman being profusely groped would have put up a fight, scrambling away from the other's lecherous grasp. Yet, the festival had awoken emotions deep within the younger girl that even she did not think were possible. The event had brought to light her most important person, the one true weakness that Natsuki had. Shizuru.

In a world all her own, Shizuru wore a look of contentment - a look of bliss - something only Natsuki was blessed to see. Subconsciously, Natsuki brought her arms up, wrapping them firmly about the other - almost as if to ensure she would not vanish. No one spoke. Neither moved – both lost in the moment.

Natsuki was first to break the silence, the words upon the abandoned paper creeping its way back into her vision, "Ne, Shizuru?" Soft, no more then a whisper the dark haired adolescence began. Her voice, as she found out, wished not to co-operate, allowing her no strength behind those words. Fragile. Weak. Just as Natsuki found herself to be inside – hidden behind the walls of ice.

"Hai?" The woman nestled between her two breasts moved not, finding the position oh too comfortable.

"That paper…" Piercing the base of her lips, Natsuki found her body trembling against her will. The terrifying thought of another having invaded the Kaichou's heart was like a wrench to her stomach. It hurt more then words could describe… If those words… Did they embody Shizuru's love for another, or where they… for her? Natsuki wanted to know. No, she needed to know.

Beneath her Shizuru could feel the change in Natsuki's body. Rigid. Tense. The crimson haired woman dared to gaze upward, curious as to what might be bothering her precious Natsuki. "Natsuki…?" A questioning stare was sent her direction.

Orbs of emerald searched everywhere before finally falling upon those blood red spheres they loved so much. As if the weight of the world had been lifted from her shoulders, Natsuki relaxed back into the comforting position they were currently in. It was now or never. Inhaling, cheeks twinged with a pink, the flustered girl spewed forth, "Who was it?"

A rare glaze of confusion adorned those precious eyes and Natsuki couldn't help but chuckle. Atop her lay the perfect embezzlement of society - calm and composed always - with a deer in the head lights look; definitely a moment to treasure. "… Ara… what does Natsuki find so funny?" Shizuru mused, tears expertly brimming, her low lip quivering just so, "Could it be my Natsuki is making fun of me?"

Gah, don't fall for it. It's just another one of her tricks. She's faking it. She's faking it. The words recited over and over again within the dark haired woman's mind. A lone tear fell from those vibrant orbs of crimson, staining that flawless skin with its glossy trail. No matter how much resolve she had, all wall crumbled when Shizuru was in pain – physically or emotionally – even if Natsuki knew it to only be an act. The walls of her heart ached. Stomach turned. "Silly…" A warm smile enveloped her facial features; the trademark red no where to be seen. Upwards she reached, cupping the woman's face in her hand, "I would never make fun of you."

It was Shizuru's turn to blush - that rare colour that only Natsuki was able to inflict. "Nat…su…ki…"

"Heh, you're too precious to me Shizuru." This time a faint flush accompanied her statement. Unable to tame the colour, Natsuki averted her gaze, absently scratching her cheek. "But… ano… Shizuru… what you were writing…"

So she read it. "Ara, that?" Motioning back to the deserted sheet.

"Mmhm… t-t-that…"

Gingerly running her finger down Natsuki's side, Shizuru wore that notorious smirk, "Did my Natsuki like it?" Calm words betrayed the inner angst pulsing through her.

"I-it was nice… I mean good. I mean the words were meaningful and deep. Whoever inspired them must be one lucky person to you…" There she had said it. The worry, the fear, voiced. In one simple statement.

"…" She's worried. Thinks that I've replaced her. Oh Natsuki how could you even think that. I'll always be yours – you are my one. My only. I love you. "Ara Natsuki you are so silly sometimes. Who is it that you think inspired my words? Do you think it was just some random fan girl? Perhaps some unknown suitor?" Both were striped bare of masks. In the moment of honesty, everything had come forth.

"I… uhh… I don't know… I was… I was kind of hoping… it was me." The last part was so quiet that it had almost been missed. So adorable with that crimson blush. Irresistible.

A sigh of relief slipped past. "Ara… Natsuki is so adorable. So naïve." Closer she pressed into the woman, leering up to plant a kiss upon the said girl's nose, before returning to her nuzzling, "Only one girl could ever spur my heart to flutter out such sweet words. The same girl that is always too sweet to me. The one who shows only me that other side – past the barriers of ice – into her heart. My one precious person, my sweet, sweet, Natsuki."

Words slipped through her grasp, but she knew Shizuru would understand. So again silence enveloped the happy couple. Time irrelevant to the two young women. All that mattered rested just in reach – respectively their most precious person as the Carnival had proved.

Of course, that perfect silence didn't last long as a pair of wandering hands found there way a little too low. Outside passersbys' turned, attempting to pinpoint the sound that had fractured their eardrums. Inside lay a young woman, red from head to toe, "SHIZURU!!" But the gleeful honey haired goddess had jumped up quickly, skipping merrily off to the kitchen with some excuse resembling 'Cold tea.'

Author Note: Okay sorry its been so long since I've written anything. I've been a bit down in the slumps for writing ideas and have been playing a little too much Guild Wars

I haven't started the next chapters for Letters. Hopefully once my cold goes away and I can think again I'll be able to throw something up.

Erm, haven't proof read the last portion of this piece but I'll do that tomorrow.

Any ideas for another miny story?

Ps: This was my attempt at a fluff... it doesn't turn out well as you see. I write drama's better!! what's life without a little mishap right?

Omake:

Natsuki: Oi! What's this!! Tea?? :Shakes the script: Shizuru you couldn't come up with anything better!?

Shizuru: :Sips tea: Mou... Natsuki... meanie Sniffles

Natsuki: :Twitch/flail: Not saying tea is bad just... take responsibility for what you start!

Shizuru: Ara, does Natsuki want me to take responsibility?

Natsuki: :Gulps: ...

Shizuru: If Natsuki says so! :Puts down tea:

Natsuki: :Slowly backs away: Ah... I mean...

Shizuru: Natsuki is going to take it back? So cruel!

Natsuki: NOO!! ... I mean yes!!

Shizuru: Natsuki is so indecisive. Does Natsuki not want me?

Natsuki: Um... well... :Blushes and fidgets:

Shizuru: Kawaii!! :Tackles:

Natsuki: SHIZURU!!

Shizuru: :Growls softly: Don't worry my dear... I'll be gentle...

:Censored as clothes fly about and strange sounds echo throughout the neighbourhood. Parents sending their children inside with worried looks:

Kitara: OO;; :Blushes: WAIT TILL I'M OUT OF THE ROOM!! :Runs out screaming: Too young for this! Too young!