Long overdue update. Merry Christmas!
I forget what I might have wanted to say in this AN because it's 4:30AM here. So I'll just thank my new beta for his dedicated work, the reviewers for the feedback and the kick it gives me to actually finish (because I never finished a fic yet, this will be my first one) and all of you guys who are following this story, coming back all the time and being patient with my...going off and writing something else OTL (at least what I released was related and all).
Anyways.
Oh yeah- I'm sorry I wasted so much time with formspring. It's just too fun though.
I'll probably make a more pertinent AN for ch.18.

Miku had noticed something different with Luka. It had been very gradual ever since the beginning of the week, and it took her a few days to notice, but now she was very aware of it; it had become flagrant. Her embraces were undeniably prolonged, and her kisses needy and lingering. Her long fingers constantly searched to caress the skin Miku's clothing concealed. Miku also felt Luka frisson every time the woman would inhale her scent. And in turn…every time Luka looked at her for a tad too long, Miku felt a tremendous shiver go down her spine. Her habitually gentle turquoise eyes now more often than not shone with frighteningly savage lust. It gripped Miku to her core.

That week had been an odd one. The first days, Miku had had too much fun poking at Luka's sensible spots, teasing her, intending to keep her promise to tempt her. The pink haired woman had tried to resist more often than not and also had tried even harder to keep their everyday casual, despite Miku's onslaughts. But with each passing day, the situation gradually turned around; Luka became the one to make most of the advances. By the end of the week, she couldn't leave Miku be whenever they were alone. Because of how relentless Luka was, the young woman had to let her have her way eventually. But the problem was…Luka just kept going. Miku had to stop her when she was too tired to go on, because getting no release, the other woman's libido never dropped. Luka's condition therefore kept deteriorating as the days went by. At this point, Miku knew no better word than 'predator' to describe her.

And today was the day Miku could finally have returned her caresses, the other woman being done with that time of her cycle. But since today was also the first day of their overnight trip with five other people, 'it' would have to wait another forty-eight hours or so. The woman had so much trouble keeping her hands off her, it made Miku worried how the trip would unfold. Miku wondered why in god's name she had felt the need to impose this on Luka now.

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The drive there wasn't extremely long, just a little over three hours. The group was divided in two cars. Figuring it was a good opportunity for Gumi to get to know Luka, Miku had asked her to ride with them. Also, to avoid possibly ruining their trip with Miki inadvertently sticking her foot in her mouth and telling Rin about her and Lily, the redhead was also riding with them. They had all agreed that telling the younger girl should wait to after the weekend. Miki didn't seem to understand why it was a big deal, but had thankfully complied.

It was a very agreeable ride, and between small talk and snacking, Miku was extremely happy everyone got along so well. She sat in the front passenger seat, while her two friends sat in the back. This placing made it a little difficult for Luka to meet anyone's but Miku's eyes and the young woman could see, from time to time, that flicker burn in her eyes. She'd try to ignore it and concentrate on chatting with Gumi and Miki, but she couldn't help wondering if her two friends noticed the looks Luka threw her.

"I heard from Len-kun that he and Rin-chan could listen to your new single," Gumi commented, swiftly changing Miku's train of thought.

"Oh, that's right, I totally forgot to tell you!" she exclaimed, glancing back at her two friends. The short haired girl was smiling slightly, but the redhead looked completely outraged. Before Miki had time to complain about not being the first one to have heard it, Miku carried on, "It's on my iPod. Do you want me to put it on?"

Miki nodded fervently, but Gumi raised an objecting hand. "If you don't mind, I would like it better if you two would sing it for us," she answered, "Since we have the both of you here, it would be a shame to pass the opportunity for a private mini-concert."

"I don't mind," Miku smiled and turned to the pink haired woman, "What about you?"

Luka nodded, looking delighted. "It would be a pleasure."

Miku turned back to the green haired girl. "A capella?"

She looked unsure for a second. "Well, do you have the instrumental track?"

"Yep." She shuffled through the pink haired woman's purse for her iphone and found the track in the small device in no time. Miku showed it to her friend.

"Whichever you prefer then," Gumi simply answered.

Miku thought that since it'd be the first time her friends would hear it, she wanted to give them the full experience. So she plugged the other woman's phone into the audio system of the car and played the track. She closed her eyes to immerse herself in the melody. She loved singing this song. Miku loved the part where she was joined by Luka, both the woman's voice and the sensual lyrics she would sing then. As the music picked up into a more dramatic tone, Luka took one hand off the steering wheel to entwine her fingers with the teal haired young woman's. Miku squeezed it gently in hers. She brought it to her lips to kiss it tenderly when Luka sang alone. As they embarked on the second chorus, Miku couldn't help glancing in the rearview mirror at the green haired girl. After all, the lyrics of the second chorus were about how the rest of the world wouldn't accept them easily. But Gumi had her eyes closed as she listened very intently. Miku concentrated on the rest of the song. When she exhaled her last note and the music continued on into its finale, Miku couldn't help herself; they would usually kiss once they were done singing. She leaned closer to very gently kiss Luka's neck and jaw.

Luka was trying very hard not to lose focus of the road. "…Miku, don't…I'm driving…," she breathed, but the young woman wasn't backing down. A little more and she would be plainly putting herself in the way and forcefully claiming her lips.

A little afraid for their safety, Gumi edged out of her seat. "…Err…Miku-chan," she tried embarrassedly.

Thankfully, they came to a red light and Luka stopped the car. Miku took the opportunity to pull her into a deep, longing kiss. The pink haired woman responded ardently, her hunger resurfacing in a second. Only when the car behind them honked, making it known that the light had turned green, did Miku reluctantly pull back. Luka cracked her eyes open and gazed back at her completely dazed, lust undeniably burning in her turquoise orbs. The young woman caressed her cheek. "…Luka, the light turned green," she murmured.

She hummed in approval, but the information didn't sink in for another few seconds. She blinked a few times, and Miku gradually saw her come back from la la land. "Ah!" She turned back to the road and resumed driving them to their destination, her cheeks very red.

Miku gazed at her for a second, smiling to herself. Then, she remembered her two friends, and gave a timid glance at the back of the car. "…Sorry…" she sheepishly let out.

"No problem, you two look great together!" the redhead beamed excitedly. "And the song is fantastic!"

Teal orbs met vivid green ones, searching to see if it truly was fine. Gumi smiled slightly. "It is. And you really do look great together," she confirmed.

By then, Miki was bouncing excitedly in her seat. "When they get married, I'm gonna be Miku's maid of honor," she proudly declared. "It's gonna be a beautiful wedding-," said Miki, trailing off in a rant.

Luka glanced at the young woman sitting by her side. "…Did you tell her we would get married?" she inquired curiously, her voice just above a whisper.

"No, Miki decides these things on her own," Miku commented as quietly. "She sorted all this out when we were seven. We're supposed to be neighbors so our kids can grow up together. She said she would have four kids and her boy would marry my oldest daughter," she added as an example of her best friend's godly plans.

The pink haired woman kept her eyes steadily on the road ahead. "…Children, mm?" she thought out loud.

Miku was fairly discomfited. She suddenly felt like she shouldn't have gone into details; she knew her lover had been very uncomfortable with not being able to offer her certain things. "…I don't know. I don't always get what she's thinking. It's stupid, don't mind her." She tried to brush it off and move on.

But it didn't sound like such a bad plan to Luka and she glanced over at the younger woman again. "No, it's not like that. I…I do like it," she admitted. Though she had no idea how, when or even if they would manage. The starting point at least would be a little easier. "…Let's talk about…marriage…again when you're of legal age. We'll see afterwards for the rest," she quietly said.

Miku felt an upsurge of emotion overcome her. Her heart felt like it would burst with happiness, and her eyes watered slightly. She leaned in again and gave a gentle kiss on her shoulder. "I love you," she whispered. She would really have loved to be able to tackle her into a tight hug right now.

Luka glanced her way, also smiling. "I do too."

Interrupting the moment, the redhead started shaking Miku's seat in a burst of energy. "I wanna sing with Luka-nee-san!"

Though she was under a peculiar attack, Miku was used to being shaken (literally) by her best friend. She ignored the localized earthquake and turned to her. "Only with her? What about me?" she pouted jokingly.

Miki stopped shaking her seat. "You're not special."

Miku was left speechless for a second; she stared with her mouth slightly agape. "…Wow, talk about brutally honest," she finally managed.

"That's not what I meant! I get to sing with you several times a week!" Miki protested as she latched at her seat again. "I love you Miku!" she proclaimed in a bit of a whiny voice.

She rolled her eyes, but her smile returned to her lips. "I know, I know," she sighed.

Luka laughed quietly at the exchange. "We can sing along, it sounds fun."

The redhead excitedly started bouncing again. Miku was surprised she could move around so much without her seatbelt stopping her. She turned around to check on her as Miki threw herself into a song-she didn't wait for anyone, and didn't even start the song at the beginning. Miku frowned when she noticed her best friend hadn't buckled her seatbelt. She motioned to Gumi and the short haired girl complied; Miki didn't stop proffering her rendition of Just Be Friends as Gumi buckled her up.

As the redhead went into a more difficult part of the song, Luka gave an unbelieving glance in Miku's direction.

A moment later Miki stopped, frowning. "Why is no one singing?" she indignantly questioned.

Luka met her gaze in the rearview mirror. She was very impressed about how good of a singer Miki turned out to be. "You're…excellent. Have you ever thought about signing professionally like Miku does?"

The redhead puffed her cheeks. "I don't wanna!" She fell back in her seat. "Miku works all the time, I'm too lazy to do that," she explained shortly.

"Says the girl who gets up at five in the morning to go run around in circles for an hour and a half," Miku commented under her breath. She knew no one else who had that kind of determination.

Miki still had her cheeks puffed like a hamster. "I like running."

"But you also like singing," Miku pointed out.

With a deep frown and an O mouth, Miki held her index in the air in a 'wait a minute' motion. She looked like she was about to offer some sort of comeback, but nothing came out.

Eventually, Miku turned to the older woman. "Gumi-chan is also exceptionally good," she added.

Said girl's cheeks reddened instantly. "I'm not that-"

"No use being modest, Gumi-chan, I'm pretty sure we'll karaoke at the ryokan," the teal haired young woman grinned.

Gumi sank back in her seat. "The twins are also quite impressive," she said to divert the attention away from herself.

Luka's eyebrows went up slightly. "So is Lily. Hence everyone in this group can actually sing…that's rare."

There was a short silence; the odds were pretty slim of this happening and had everyone reflect on it for a second.

Miki was the first one to come back to Earth, since silence wasn't her best friend. "Let's sing along! Gumi-chan! Sing!"

"…You sing, I'll join in," she mumbled in resignation.

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When they finally got there, Lily went in alone to do the check-in and recover the keys so the two stars could try and discreetly make it to their room. Unfortunately, they were unsuccessful. The hotel staff spotted the two stars in no time, and it was no more than fifteen minutes before the whole place knew of their presence. Curious onlookers tried to get a glimpse as they moved to their rooms. Miku was thankful they were such a large group; it really didn't look odd for Luka and her to be on a trip together then, though they of course were in the same room with the arrangement they all had decided on; the three blonde siblings and Miki in room one, the two of them and Gumi in room two.

Thankfully, being celebrities had its privileges and in exchange for a couple of autographs and pictures, they bargained being able to get the bathing area for themselves. Miki, Lily and Rin didn't wait for the women's bath to be clear for the two stars before jumping right in. Only about fifteen minutes later did Miku and Luka enter the now empty public change room. In it were individual lockers before, somewhat remindful of a spa.

And now, because they were alone, Miku felt her eyes on her. She knew much too well that feeling, and she knew Luka was studying her shape very openly as she undressed. Miku wondered if before they were together, she wasn't aware of the gazes of that nature the other woman would have thrown her way. Slowly, she turned to glance at her. Miku was shaken by another one of those debilitating shivers as she met her stare; she immediately had to break eye contact. "Luka, it's getting…really intimidating," she murmured, her cheeks red.

Luka exhaled softly as she turned to her locker. "I'm sorry, it's…just that it's getting more trying with each passing second," she quietly answered, slipping her dress off and folding it neatly before putting it away.

Miku observed the ground in silence for a short moment. This was a public place, so it was out of the question. And anyways, Miku didn't want to hide and do it quickly, because otherwise, the whole week of Luka holding back would go to waste. They needed to be somewhere they could take their time, and especially, where Luka would feel safe enough to let down every wall. There was no easy solution; they had to wait until they were home. She let out a soft sigh. "…I never thought it would be as hard on you as it turns out to be…" she commented apologetically.

"I didn't think it would be either," Luka commented. "But…in the end, it feels like I'm fasting and my absolute favorite dessert," she motioned towards Miku, "-is parading in front of me for days on end." With another sigh, she allowed herself another glance at her. "At least when I'm able to touch you, it satisfies me somewhat," she added, trying to stay a bit positive.

Miku felt compelled to step closer and meet her lips. Her hands went from her shoulders, then down her arms and she noticed Luka's skin was tremendously hot. Miku still kissed her very gently. She didn't want to stir her even more; she knew it would be very demanding and even cruel for her. Besides, in a few minutes they both would be completely naked to bathe with others and Miku didn't want to humiliate her lover by having her be obviously aroused in front of their friends.

Luka left her lips to very slowly go down her neck, her arms snaking around her form. She held her tightly, squeezing their bodies together. Miku had the impression that since she couldn't grope her as she wanted, she felt her with the whole surface of her own body. Luka exhaled as if to calm herself down. "You're perfect…" she whispered a little out of the blue as she pushed a little more against her, holding her closer than she should be. Right now, the young woman could feel every curve and she knew her lover also felt every detail on her own body as they molded together…and Miku knew this was slightly dangerous considering the circumstances.

Luka breathed in her hair, running her hands down her back. "So beautiful…" she added very quietly before she met her lips again, this time in not such an innocent kiss.

Miku held onto the other woman; her knees went weak when Luka kissed her that way. She was powerlessly melting into her arms, wishing they could throw everything out the window and just get to enjoy each other. She quickly was starting to forget where they were and despite not wanting to make things harder on her, she could do nothing else but kiss her back with the same hunger. Her fingers slowly trailed on Luka's mostly naked body, moving out of habit, seemingly out of their own will towards her chest.

Light coughing prompted them to jump apart, bringing them back to reality.

"It was getting a bit out of hand, so I thought I'd let my presence be known," Gumi offered, wrapping her towel around her body before she removed her underwear.

Miku was bewildered her friend had had time to come in, set her stuff, and undress without them noticing her. "Since when have you been here?" she embarrassedly asked as she returned to her own locker.

"Since just a little before she was whispering to you." The short haired girl answered as casually as she could, resting her last articles of clothing in her locker before she locked it. Her face was a little red, but she tried not to let herself be discomfited. Gumi glanced over at Luka, who busied herself gathering her bathing articles, before she met Miku's eyes again. "I know you decided to make it public, but you haven't announced it yet…and here the staff could catch you any time. And this was…r-really…" Her gaze drifted away. "I think you should be a little more careful," she concluded, not even trying to finishing her previous sentence.

Luka thought it was a little funny being scolded this way. "You're right, Gumi-san. To tell the truth, it was my fault. I'm sorry."

"…Ah…I didn't mean to sound-" she held her breath and blushed a darker red. "…Sorry."

"Don't be, we were being inappropriate." The tall woman smiled. "I'll go ahead, then," she motioned to the door that led to the bath.

Gumi was also ready to go, so she followed her in, and Miku scrambled to join them quickly. When they got in, Lily was splashing around with Rin and Miki like they were kids. Of course. The teal haired young woman found it odd she wasn't feeling embarrassed to be naked with everyone else. It reminded her that she had never thought twice about bathing with Miki either. This only reinforced her feeling that her attraction to women was very specific to Luka.

…Well, her attraction to any other being at all, because even though it would embarrass her to have to bath with men (as opposed to other women), her embarrassment wouldn't be due to attraction. The only one she wanted to see naked was Luka. This was why deep inside her heart, she had the feeling from the very beginning that the pinked haired woman was the one, no matter how cheesy it could sound. It did embarrass her to say it, because she knew it sounded like something an infatuated, overemotional teenage girl would say. She knew how irrational and sickeningly romantic it was, but it still was her reality.

And all this explained why she found it so very hard to take when she caught gazes scrutinizing Luka as she was cleaning herself. She knew none of her friends were staring out of ill-placed interest; it was all simple curiosity because Luka's figure was exceptional. Even Lily's stares weren't ogling; the blonde looked more impressed than anything else. But Miku still hated it, and it made her stomach stir and twist. She had been happy to know she was the only one to enjoy the true extent of Luka's beauty. Still, she remembered all too well what happened a few days ago when she snapped at Miki in a completely undeserved way out of pure jealousy; Miku would absolutely not have a repeat of it. So she opted to scrub herself and bathe in silence, though it eventually got to the point that she didn't feel like she could to endure it for another second. She felt she would definitely snap again if she stayed any longer. So Miku got out of the hot water and wrapped herself in her towel. "I feel a little dizzy," she half-lied when questioning gazes turned her way. "I'll go lie down in our room," she added to excuse herself.

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"Are you feeling well?" Luka quietly asked, letting herself in their room. She had decided to check on her shortly after Miku had left the bathing area.

Miku glanced up from her magazine. She was lying on one of the futons that were laid out, which she had claimed as hers. She hadn't expected Luka to follow her. "Yeah, I'm fine. I wasn't really feeling dizzy," she confessed in a sigh.

The tall diva slid the shoji door shut behind her. "…You weren't?" she questioned, implicitly asking her to explain herself. As Luka stepped closer, she removed the yukata she had loosely put on over her nightwear as she got out of the bath. It was offered by the inn with the rooms, and it was very much part of the experience, but after bathing in such hot water, it felt too hot to wear. Luka had only put it on to go from the bathing area to the room because her nightgown was too short to walk around in.

The teal haired young woman groaned and sat up. She had done the same, and also was in her regular pajamas. "…I just couldn't stand it; everyone was looking at you," she grumbled.

Hearing this, Luka raised her eyebrows slightly. "…Everyone's looking at everyone else in these situations. Curiosity is human nature," she casually noted. She folded her yukata as she stepped closer.

"But they were looking more at you," Miku insisted.

She brushed it off and rested her neatly folded yukata next to the ruffled pile that was Miku's. "It's your protective little mind. You were imagining."

"No, they really were!" Miku exclaimed, a little distressed. Or maybe a little angry, Luka couldn't quite tell. Miku still glared at her, looking aggravated. "You don't realize how many women wished they had your body! You're flawless, it's ridiculous!"

"…" Luka didn't know what to say. She just let herself drop on her knees at the end of Miku's futon.

They sat staring at each other for a short moment before Miku continued. "…And so, even if they're not staring out of lust, I don't like that others gawk at you. So I thought it was better to leave," she summed her thoughts up. "I didn't want to blow up again," she added a little more quietly.

"You're adorable…," Luka whispered, a very fond smile on her lips. She reached for whatever part of Miku was available to her touch -it happened to be the lower part of her leg- and stroked it comfortingly.

She pursed her lips, not letting herself be reassured. "Am not, jealousy isn't cute," Miku muttered as she picked up her magazine again. She lay back down the way she was set up before Luka came in, deciding to ignore her and sulk. Eventually, she felt Luka removing her hand from her leg, but she knew she was still observing her. Miku made sure to concentrate on the article she had been reading; an exclusive interview with Meiko, which was in fact really interesting. She almost was able to forget her lover's presence as she immersed herself in her reading. But of course, Luka wouldn't have that. So Miku felt her leg being raised slightly and something very soft tickling under her foot. She twitched in surprise and lowered her magazine completely to look down at the other woman, who turned out to be very gently kissing her foot. "…What are you doing…Luka…?" she curiously questioned, cocking her head to the side. She couldn't help the smile that was etching itself on her lips as she observed her, even if she had decided to pout.

She moved up slightly, kissing the top of her foot until she got to her ankle. Luka then gave a wetter kiss, sucking slightly on her skin as she moved even higher. She held the younger woman's limb carefully as her lips followed up her leg. "Worshiping the woman I love…," she indicated as she moved up.

Miku hid her face up to her eyes with her magazine, embarrassed. "…How can you say stuff like that so easily…?" she murmured, still letting her do as she pleased.

And as such she did; Luka was very slowly kissing her way up her leg, and when she reached her thigh, she moved on the inside, licking sensuously from time to time. When Miku first felt her tongue on the inside of her thigh, just a little above her knee, she had goose bumps. She knew exactly where the other woman was going with this, and she felt the anticipation building at an incredible speed. Miku discarded her magazine and spread her legs a little more to leave her some room.

The higher Luka got, the more febrile the young woman felt. When she finally reached the edge of her short pajama bottoms shorts, she gave a long lick on the skin her tongue could reach under it - Miku shuddered.

Luka, pressing her face between her legs, deeply inhaled Miku's scent through her shorts. Miku held her breath a second. "Luka, that's…perverted…" she whispered. Luka exhaled heavily; Miku felt her warm, moist breath through the fabric.

"It's your fault…you make me do this…," she breathed.

Luka looked completely intoxicated as she clumsily moved her head up, her lips exploring the teal haired woman's lower stomach; with one hand, she pulled on the elastic band of her pajama shorts and she licked the skin under it. Miku exhaled deeply, her body quivering slightly. Luka then decided she liked it better down there and released the cloth to go press her face between her legs again. Miku tensed and had a very faint spasm, she pushed back with her hips.

"You're really a pervert," the young woman commented under her breath. But she loved it. And even if this embarrassed her a bit, she was greatly enjoying the frisky way her lover was playing with her.

"I know, sorry. Will you ever forgive me?" she said in mock dejection. She let one hand snake up her stomach, under her shirt to caress her skin, as she pressed her mouth to her through her garments again. It felt much hotter than before, and there was an unmistakable dampness starting to soak through. Luka pulled back just enough to talk, and she glanced up at the young woman, her eyes screamed hunger. "…My mouth is watering just thinking of…" she trailed off, moaning lustfully as she pressed her mouth back into her.

Miku couldn't help gasping this time around. An ardent fire had rapidly spread throughout her body, consuming her completely and her now cloudy mind forgot that anyone of their group could decide to check in on them at any time. She stared intently at her, her eyelids heavy. "…So do it…," she urged in a low voice.

With her eyes closed, her voice was slightly muffled by the fact that she was still pressing into her. "…And if someone walks in…?"

"…No one will," she flatly stated, raising her butt off the futon to let Luka remove her garments. She did so immediately, sliding them down her legs and discarding them.

The pink haired woman settled comfortably again between her legs. She was about to move in and get to business, but then her features turned a little a smug, and she grinned. Slowly, she inserted a finger inside her and, as slowly, she pulled out. "You're soaking," she commented amusedly.

Miku frowned. She had been perfectly fine and innocently reading her magazine before Luka had decided to light her on fire. She had expected her to just go in and satisfy her. "Whose fault is it?" she flatly answered, just a little irritated that she wasn't getting what her lover had made her anticipate.

Luka's eyes were gleaming in a very naughty way. "I don't know...," she laughed playfully, sucking her dirty, moist finger as she held her stare.

Miku was displeased. "I think I remember a certain someone shoving her face between my legs."

She ran her fingers inside her thigh. "I wonder who?"

Miku was not amused. "…Luka."

The older woman looked up at her again. "…-Yes, darling?" she breathed out sexily.

"Get your tongue in there."

Luka's smile stretched from ear to ear. "Yes, darling…," she sweetly chanted before complying. She went right in, pushing her tongue inside her, and Miku twitched, her body remaining a bit tense. She shut her eyes and pushed with her hips, gripping the sheets under her with both hands. Luka vigorously pushed right back with her open mouth but played carefully and very skillfully at her entrance with her tongue. With each lick, each movement of Luka's tongue, Miku felt her body's temperature rise and her skin dampen quickly. It made her light-headed and weak. She puffed and panted already and whimpered when Luka moved up to suck on the small bulge. The young woman brought her hands to caress the pink hair and massage her head, writhing and arching her back.

"Luka...," she gasped, raising her upper body enough to look down at her. "…Y-your f-fingers...," she managed to plead.

The older woman shifted to bring a hand to hers, and as she continued sucking, flicking her tongue against her clit, she traced the contour of her entrance with one finger; she then very, very slowly sank it inside her. Immediately she felt her tighten, her finger being squeezed, and Miku shuddered and struggled. Her eyes rolled back and the teal haired young woman cried loudly. A little surprised, Luka waited for her to start to relax before she removed her finger or stopped her licking. She kept very close, resting her head on her pelvis until her lover had settled down completely. Then she glanced up at her. "…You came so fast...," she commented in a whisper, kissing up her stomach, pushing her shirt up a little more whenever she needed some more skin.

"I-it felt too…good...," she moaned, caressing her hair and shoulders. As Luka moved up, slowly crawling up on top of her, Miku felt her soft chest pressed between her legs, then a little up, under her hip area; she loved it.

"…But I'm not satisfied…" Luka breathed, poking her tongue in her bellybutton. "…I haven't had enough…I need to touch you more, or I won't be able to hold back tonight...," she added as she caressed her younger lover's thighs.

"We can't have that, now can we…?" Miku exhaled. "With Gumi-chan in our room…"

"Exactly." Luka kissed her way up again on her stomach, almost reaching her still covered, modest chest. "That's why I'm getting a dose now. I can never get enough, but this will help make the night bearable."

She chuckled, hugging her head gently. "You sound like a junkie."

She glanced up to meet her eyes. "I am. You're my drug."

A faint smile played on the young woman's lips. "I can relate. You have the same effect on me," Miku whispered, pulling her up to get a kiss.

She savored her lips lengthily, still massaging her thigh with one hand. She slowly moved it on the inside, and she pulled back from the kiss. "Are you ready for another round?"

Even having asked, she didn't leave her time to answer. Her lips were on hers and she already ran her fingers on her privates, then thrust two inside her. Miku clutched her tightly and moaned in her mouth, moving her hips right away. She curled her fingers inside and rested the palm of her hand against the rest of her privates. Luka then pushed with her own pelvis against the back of her hand, squeezing it between her and Miku. She moved her hips along with her hand, squeezing it completely between the two of them each time she thrust her fingers.

With the way her lover was stimulating her, the young woman felt she again wouldn't last long this time. The palm of her hand was providing a nice pressure on her clit, and because Luka used some of her body weight, her fingers went in a little deeper than they usually did. Moreover, the way Luka was also rocking her hips, writhing on top of her aroused her even more.

Every sound Miku made was subdued by her lover's mouth on hers and she hung onto the other woman like she wanted them to fuse into one single being. She wrapped her legs around her, feeling incredibly hot as she followed her movement. Luka released her mouth to suck on her earlobe, Miku's grip on her only got more desperate.

"Luka...," she whispered in a feverish, shaky voice. "I-I'm…I'm a-almost...-" she couldn't finish her sentence, as the other woman pulled her in a heated, hungry kiss.

Then, they heard a thud.
Both froze completely for a second before, in perfect synch, they turned their heads to look over at the door. Sure enough, it was open. Gumi had dropped her soda can, which she thankfully hadn't opened.
Luka awkwardly sat up, and Miku stumbled to pull the covers of the futon over her lower body. "G-Gumi-chan…er…W-w-we…uh…"

The short haired young woman seemed completely frozen. Her eyes were wide and her expression made it look like she couldn't seem to process the scene she had just walked into. It was much more heated than the kissing she had walked in on a little earlier, and the stunned embarrassment was preventing her from comprehension. Luka wiped her fingers and hand with tissues (in order to not look too crude or lewd to the intruder by licking them or wiping them on herself) and she handed Miku her shorts and underwear. This woke Gumi up, she hadn't noticed Miku was missing her bottom half in the few seconds it took before Luka was off of her and Miku was covered with her bed sheets. Her whole face turned an even brighter firetruck-red color. "…Oh my god…you were…"

"W-we were d-done!" Miku immediately exclaimed, even if it wasn't quite the case.

Gumi just stared back, completely in shock and incapable of moving.

Luka reached for her yukata and slipped it on. Her nightgown would have been fine given the fact that Gumi was a straight girl and they'd all be sleeping in the same room anyways, but with the state her body was in, she really didn't feel like parading around with her nipples very visibly poking through the silk of her garment. "I'll go wash my hands," she quietly said as she excused herself.

Vivid green eyes followed her silhouette until she was out of the room, then they were locked again on her friend's, who had managed to slip on her two bottom garments under the covers of her futon. She could feel her cheeks still burning, and she wouldn't have been surprised if her face was as red as Miku's presently was. The air couldn't be any heavier; they couldn't hold each other's stare long and broke eye contact simultaneously. Gumi wondered if she should go or not. But she didn't really have anywhere else to go, and she felt it might make Miku feel even worse if she just left. So she slid the shoji door shut behind her and awkwardly moved to sit on her own futon. She didn't know what to say. She couldn't get the image of what she had just seen out of her head, and the more she tried, the more it seemed to be burned into her mind.

Miku didn't know if she should be glad or not that her friend didn't run out. She wouldn't have wanted to irk her, but at the same time the atmosphere was so incredibly weird now, she didn't know what to say or do. Miku felt a little sweat roll down her back. She wondered if it was due to her previous activities or because she was just very anxious. She hoped she didn't look too flushed or turned on; Luka had already brought close to her second climax when Gumi had caught them. Miku felt her body torn between its previous arousal and the current cold shower she had just received. Her stomach stirred in uneasiness; she furtively glanced the green haired girl's way and caught her doing the same. They both looked away again.

Miku cursed the fact that she didn't stop Luka after she made her climax once. They knew they could get caught; they shouldn't have just gone on like they did.

Glancing once more at her friend, Gumi could see how terrible the other girl obviously felt. She decided that they needed to move on, and gathering herself, Gumi broke the very heavy silence. "…Sorry I interrupted?" she tried in a quiet, discomfited voice.

Miku almost jumped out of her skin hearing her voice and she turned to her swiftly. "N-no, I'm sorry!" she exclaimed. "We were doing…that…w-when i-it's a room we all share...," she very awkwardly added. Her gaze dropped slightly for a second before she tried to meet Gumi's eyes again; she couldn't bring herself to. "I know you r-really didn't need to see...," she muttered, trailing off.

Miku was, in a sense, thankful Gumi hadn't come in ten minutes earlier than she did. With the way they were when Gumi walked in, it didn't seem like she really had seen anything. It seemed like Gumi only understood what had been going on when Luka gave back her shorts. But had she walked in a few minutes prior to that, Gumi would have caught them as Luka was giving her oral. Now with that the awkwardness would have skyrocketed to heights Miku didn't even want to try to imagine.

Gumi couldn't keep from replaying the event over and over in her head. They were so heatedly kissing when she walked in that she couldn't fathom what Miku said when she immediately shot 'We were done'. The raw passion of it was what had frozen Gumi in the first place. She couldn't help asking, "…Were you really done?"

Miku glanced her way shiftily. There was no point in lying; if Gumi asked it was because she already knew it wasn't true. "…N-no. We weren't quite…finished," Miku admitted in a quiet voice. "A-and now I'm still all-" she censored herself, realizing what she'd been about to say. Her eyes quickly met Gumi's once again and they both looked away in shame. "...Too much info, sorry," Miku mumbled.

Gumi decided not to tell her she already knew anyhow, because Miku really looked like she was all hot and bothered. Her skin was reddish, and looked slightly moist; her eyes were many shades darker because of her dilated pupils; her whole being felt restless. In this other silence, because of this, another question kept bothering Gumi. She mustered her courage and glanced at Miku again. "Can she really… …I mean…since originally you weren't into women, does Luka-san still…truly…satisfy you?"

She was surprised her friend would ask, but Miku didn't think twice about answering. "You have no idea. I never knew it could be this good," she exhaled, unable to block out of her mind what had just gone down. It had her body flare up again in an overpowering upsurge of desire. "When she goes down on me, my god, I couldn't-…" Miku stopped herself once more as she realized what she was saying and glanced at Gumi again. The short haired girl looked just about ready to die from embarrassment. Miku awkwardly averted her gaze for the seemingly millionth time in five minutes. "…Sorry. I…I got used to talking about…sex…these last months," she mumbled.

Interrupting the moment, there was a light knock on the door. Rin poked her head inside. "Sorry to intrude, but…Nee-chan is calling everyone to our room. I think she wants to stay up and play games," she simply said before she headed out.

Miku stared at the door in mild shock. She suddenly felt thankful Gumi had walked in when she did. Any earlier, the green haired girl would have seen worse, but had she not walked in at all, forcing a stop to their activities, then it would have been Rin that would have caught Luka and her going at it like minxes.

If the younger blonde girl had been the one catching Luka and her, everything probably would have went to hell for the rest of the trip. All things considered, maybe there was a god(dess) after all.

Gumi immediately stood. "…I'll go first, when Luka-san comes back…you can tell her we're waiting for you both," she said, thankful to have an excuse to flee this uncomfortable atmosphere. "…It'll also give you some time to settle down, you're still red and sweaty," she added, before exiting very quickly.

Miku massaged her temples. This embarrassing episode ought to trample their brazenness a bit. She didn't want a repeat of this anytime soon.

Only a minute or so later did Luka come back. She scanned the room in one swift gaze. "…Gumi-san has left?" she apprehensively asked; she really didn't want to create any more problems with Miku's friends.

Her lover smiled to reassure her. "Lily's waiting for all of us in the other room, I was waiting for you," Miku simply explained as she stood up. She walked closer to the other woman and took both her hands in hers. "…How are you feeling?" she whispered, playing idly with her long fingers.

"…I don't know how I'll hold up," Luka frankly answered.

Miku stopped fiddling around with the other woman's hands and stared at her wordlessly.

Luka could see how worked up her lover still was; moreover, just before Gumi interrupted, she clearly remembered Miku telling her she was about to cum. The younger woman had been cut off seconds away from release. Luka closed in slightly. "How about you…? How are you feeling?"

Miku searched her eyes. "…We can't sleep in the same futon; I'll go crazy...," she whispered.

"…" The pink haired woman sighed softly. "…I don't think it would have been a good idea to sleep together either way. And I think it'll ease Gumi-san a bit if we're not…together, in a futon, in the dark, next to her."

She gave a resigned sigh. "Yeah, you're right." Miku released her hands.

Luka closed in until only an inch separated their bodies. She caressed her cheek very tenderly and kissed the side of her head. "…But…I'll miss your arms...," she whispered in her ear.

Miku had closed her eyes. She pulled her into a longing embrace, melting against her. "So will I," she answered, her voice as soft. She felt her lover clutch her right back, and Miku pressed closer, burying her head in her chest. "I want my pillows." Her voice was muffled. Luka chuckled, but since Miku had been serious, she decided to punish the other's amusement by biting her breast lightly through the yukata and nightgown.

Luka was still smiling. "You'll make a drool stain," she simply said.

"hIdvntkffr, yrvff fonhoo lfooklkyu kmffst mmfm yurlmf "

She patted the teal hair unconcernedly. "What was that?"

Miku released her long enough to repeat in a comprehensible way. "I said, 'I don't care; you're the one who'll look like you can't drink stuff without staining yourself.' " She then bit right back again a little more strongly and this time around, she bit where she thought her nipple was. She hit right, and Luka groaned softly. They heard the door opening and they jumped apart once again.

Gumi didn't even blink this time. "I'm getting used to it, you can carry on," she said as she headed to fish her camera out of her bag.

Somehow, her saying this sounded worse to Miku. "Sorry."

She was about to exit, but Gumi turned to them again. She looked hesitant, but still decided to go ahead and ask. "You're not gonna…do it tonight, are you?" she uneasily inquired.

Miku's eyes bulged. "No!" she almost shouted. She took a hold of herself and nervously glanced at the pink haired woman before turning to her friend again. "We…Luka and I decided w-we would sleep separately to ease your mind. You can even take the futon in the middle…that way you'll know for sure…nothing's...," she coughed embarrassedly.

"…It's not that I don't trust you, but I…I'll take you up on that," she mumbled before she returned to the other room.

Miku and Luka glanced at each other before they followed her. Upon entering their group's other room, they both immediately noticed what Lily had brought along. A large, expensive-looking bottle of sake rested in the center of the low table.

"…Do you intend to get us drunk?" Luka very apprehensively asked.

"Naaah," the tall blonde inelegantly answered. "It's just to get us adults a bit tipsy," she unashamedly said as she popped the bottle open.

Luka had learned not to oppose the blonde whenever she had set her mind to something. It was too much trouble, and every time she had tried to oppose Lily, it had always proven itself to be pointless. At least her long-time friend didn't intend to have some underage drinking. The pink haired woman sighed in resignation.
Lily poured three cups of sake. She handed one to Luka, who accepted it, kept one for herself and then offered the other to Gumi.

The young woman stared hesitantly at the drink presented to her. "…I'm eighteen, you know," she indicated, her green eyes meeting the amused pale blue ones.

The blonde kept holding out the cup for her. "Yeah, I know. It means you're legal in most countries," she cheekily shot back.

Gumi narrowed her eyes. This logic wasn't one she approved. "…Most, but not this one."

Lily still pushed it in her hand. "Come on, Luka and I can't drink all that by ourselves! She'll be piss drunk by the end of the night otherwise," she cheerily laughed.

The young woman glanced at the other adult of the group.

Luka shrugged. "I don't hold alcohol as well as she does…but I'm not fighting Lily," she simply stated before taking a seat.

Gumi still tried to return the glass.

Lily smiled. "I'll feed that to Miku and Miki if you won't take it," she warned.

She frowned a little indignantly. "They aren't legal in any part of the world," she pointed out.

The blonde's smile widened. "I'm an irresponsible adult and a largely appalling role model. I don't really care," she declared with the tone of her voice too proud for the announcement she'd just made.

There was a staredown between the two of them. But the icy blue of the taller woman's eyes proved to be too intimidating.

"Fine," Gumi groaned, breaking eye contact. She sat down with her cup in hand as everyone else took their place wherever they pleased.

"…Luka-san, I think you spilled some sake…" Len remarked as he took place next to her. She was his favorite artist after all.

Luka looked down at the stain on her chest. "No, it's Miku's drool. It'll dry within a few minutes," she much too casually answered. The woman then glanced her lover's way as she took a first sip of her drink.

Miku hid her blushing face in her hands. She guessed embarrassing her by telling everyone what it was was Luka's way of taking revenge on her for making that stain in the first place. The blonde boy stared at her friend in awe. He had known, everyone knew, but he'd only seen them hold hands-thus this was a reality check for him.

About at the same time, a light knock came from the door. As this room was theirs, the younger blonde girl diligently took the initiative to answer it, with the curious redhead in tow. Not too surprisingly, it was the inn's staff who came bearing gifts to the two stars in the form of a huge gift basket comprising various fruits and chocolate. As Miki accepted it on Miku and Luka's behalf, the two designed staff that had come to the door did their best to try and peek inside to get a glimpse of the two guests to whom their gift was primarily destined. The oblivious redhead simply gave a cheery thanks, promptly slid the door shut and trotted over to the group.

"They got you two a gift!" Miki declared as she dropped the thing on the table. "Seems to be fruits and chocolate," she stated the obvious as she started shuffling through it. Then she remembered she was supposed to ask first; Miki looked up at her best friend. "Can we have some?"

Miku motioned for her to continue what she had been doing. "Of course."

Luka picked a chocolate bar at random and absentmindedly read the label. "Anyone have nut allergies? Or other allergies, for that matter?" she asked, glancing around. Without stopping their activities, they all shook their heads to indicate a collective 'no.'

The teal haired young woman did turn to her lover. "I'm a bit lactose intolerant," she admitted. "But I'll still eat a bit of chocolate," she declared, snatching what Luka held. "A little won't hurt."

Luka let herself be stolen. "Lactose intolerant? That's good to know," she noted.

Rin swiftly turned to them. "You can't drink milk?"

Miku shook her head no. Though products made from milk weren't a problem as long as she was careful with quantities, an actual glass of milk was a problem. "Not without getting a horrendous stomach ache," she confirmed.

"Maybe that's why you have small breasts," Rin snorted.

Miku's nose flared. "You're no better!" she shot back a little angrily.

"I'm still young!" The short haired blonde declared before pointing her index in the direction of her older sister. "That's what I'm expecting to look like when I'll be twenty!" she proudly huffed, making Lily laugh and Miku a little bitter.

"Good luck," Lily addressed her younger sister in a bit of a derisive tone, and Rin stared back at her blankly. She didn't get why Lily didn't seem to believe she'd grow as much.

"…You can't really count on it," Len muttered under his breath.

"And why not?" Rin pursed her lips

"…'Cause…you know, nee-san didn't look like you do when she was our age. And Dad's short. Nee-san's father wasn't," he explained. Their mother was also of small stature and didn't have that much curves, so he assumed his oldest sister's body shape was due to her father's genetics. "Even I'll be lucky if I reach her height," he grumbled.

"By the time I was your age, I was about Gumi's height," Lily pointed out; which translated to, at fourteen, she was nearly five inches taller than the twins were. With Miku, Rin and Len's eyes now glaring at her, Lily felt the need to give them some form of hope. "But you know, Luka was even shorter than all you were. I swear, she looked like she was ten. So we never know, you might grow a lot too." The twins looked a bit relieved, and the tall blonde turned to meet teal eyes. "…Though it's too late for you," she patted Miku's head.

The young woman puffed her cheeks. "Who cares? Miki's still shorter than me!"

Said redhead turned to her, her mouth full of cherry-filled chocolate. "Buth I djon'th mindj," she smiled.

Before Miku was sent into a spiral of despair, Luka leaned over to her. "I love your height," she reminded her as she gave a very gentle kiss on her cheek. Miku swiftly decided to ignore everyone else. She took her hand in hers and brought it to her lips, answering her with an equally gentle kiss.

"Awww, how sickeningly sweet," Lily mocked.

"That wasn't necessary." Luka gave her a bit of a stern look, resting her sake cup on the table.

"But you two are such a treat to watch, you're so cute," she answered, grinning in a way her interlocutor didn't quite like.

"Please stop talking," the pink haired woman retorted in a much too kind voice.

The blonde seemed to get the message and tossed a fruit her way. Luka caught it with one hand, watching her in a suspicious way. Lily shrugged, still smiling. "Peace offering," she simply explained. "…'Cause you love peaches, don't you, Luka?" Lily shabbily asked.

She didn't like the look the other woman gave her one second. "…Yes. You know it's one of my favorite fruits, if not my favorite," she carefully answered.

"Of course it is," Lily nodded, obviously holding back on laughing.

Luka narrowed her eyes, she couldn't see what the blonde was getting at. "What is that supposed to mean?"

Their weird exchange had attracted everyone's attention, but that wouldn't stop her. "Well you loooove tuna. It makes sense," Lily simply said.

"What does this have to do with that…?" Luka prudently continued, now not so sure she truly wanted to know.

The blonde leaned back and finished her sake. She then rested her cup on the table. "Peach is to banana what fish is to sausage."

Silence. Needless to say, everyone got what she was talking about with the ever popular banana and sausage imagery.

And Luka did remember hearing some jokes with the fish portion, but peaches? "…What?" she muttered.

Lily's sleazy grin returned. "A peach has delicate and soft skin, and when you bite into it, lots of sweet and sticky juices smother all around your mouth. And peaches are juuuuiiicyyyy, so it drips and you really gotta lick to-"

"I get it, thank you," Luka sharply cut in, her cheeks burning. She stared at the fruit in her hand. Now, there was no way she could get herself to bite into it with everyone staring at her the way they were. Her features tensed and she raised a glare to meet the other woman's blue eyes. "Good God, Lily! Why do you just have to turn everything into-?"

"Funnier," Lily too easily answered, leaning in, "…Now let us see you take a good bite into that juicy peach," she cooed, glancing over at Miku.

The young woman squeezed her thighs together, blushing a bit too much.

Luka lost it. She threw the fruit at the blonde's head in an uncharacteristically violent reaction, but her target managed to catch the projectile.

Before things got out of hand, the commotion was interrupted by a high pitched "Oh!"
Miki leaned over the table, her features illuminated as if she just understood something. "So does that mean Len-kun loves sausages too?" she asked the young boy.

He stared at her with wide eyes and his hung open mouth.

"…'Cause Len-kun's always eating bananas!" The redhead felt the further need to be precise. His face was so red, it looked like he was glowing, still incapable of reacting. He took the peach in Lily's hand and took a huge bite out of it.

"Pervert!" His twin smacked him over the head.

"Hey!" He wiped his mouth.

While everyone was distracted with their little bickering, Luka picked another peach from the fruit bowl. She observed it only for a few seconds before biting into it. Only Miku seemed to notice as she did so, and a shiver ran down her spine as the pink haired woman sucked faintly to prevent the fruit's juices from running down her fingers, unsuccessfully. She must have stared too intently because Luka seemed to come aware she was being observed. She met Miku's gaze with eyes gleaming of troublingly ferocious and undisclosed lust. She licked the fruit's juices off her fingers.

Miku shot up abruptly, everyone turned to her. "I…I-I uh…n-need to…b-bathroom," she stammered to excuse herself, before she quickly stumbled out of the room. When she got back, they had installed the karaoke machine and were looking through the song books. Miki was the fastest to pick one and Rin swiftly volunteered to sing with her.

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Over an hour later, a slightly tipsy Gumi sang along with Len, who made very dramatic movements now and then to go along with their song. Gumi's camera somehow had found its way in Miki's hands, and the redhead seemed to be having the time of her life capturing the night's events in images while the four others were looking through the book's songs, enjoying food and drinks. Lily excused herself when her tobacco craving got too painful. She walked outside and inhaled a deep breath of fresh air before she lit up her cigarette. She sat on the engawa with her feet dangling in the air to observe the peaceful scenery of the garden. As she absentmindedly drew on the small hand-rolled tube, she could hear from there that Rin had somehow decided to replace her brother and was bellowing into the mic. Her light amusement was disrupted by the sound of the door sliding open behind her; she glanced back to meet turquoise orbs.

Luka walked up to her and gracefully sat beside her. "I needed some air," she explained. "The alcohol and noise are making my head spin a little."

Lily smiled slightly and gave a nod. She returned her gaze to the darkening scenery.

It took a minute or so before the pink haired woman broke the comfortable silence again. "Miku told me you were a great support when she started having feelings for me," she gently stated. "She said we probably wouldn't be where we are if you hadn't been there for her."

With a shrug, the blonde turned her head away from her to exhale some smoke. "I don't know, I just talked to her sometimes," she offered.

Luka's eyes were steadily observing her. "Don't blow it off. You can take credit." Her voice was still as gentle. Lily just shrugged again, smiling contently. Luka gave a small sigh, but couldn't help smiling in the same fashion as her longtime friend. "…In any case, thank you," she whispered.

The blonde stubbed out her legal drug. "No problem," she also murmured.

Luka's eyes drifted back to the scenery. The Japanese esthetic was something she had missed greatly when she'd been away, and the view of the beautifully coordinated garden took her breath away. Even in the dark, the serenity seemed to spread through to her being. It also seemed to affect Lily deeply as the whole air about her was different from anything she had experienced with her. As she reflected on this, it came to Luka that maybe it wasn't just the peacefulness of the place. She glanced the blonde's way again. "…I'm glad that you're finally happy," Luka stated a little out of the blue.

Lily also turned to her, she looked startled. "…Uh, yeah. Thanks," she ended up voicing a bit gauchely. Realizing her answer wasn't what she had wanted it to be, she scratched the back of her head. "…I don't think I've ever felt this good," she admitted, smiling. "I mean…you're the only other girl I really loved and I…you…you know. There always was this nagging…sting," Lily explained, not as clearly as she wanted. She supposed maybe the alcohol had affected her ability to express herself a bit more than she thought it would.

Luka understood what the blonde meant, and she had always felt a little guilty about this one-sided love. She still managed a smile. "I'm sorry," she murmured and pulled her into her arms. "You're such a good girl, you deserved much better than what I could offer you."

She didn't want things to go downhill or for Luka to feel bad; Lily had put all this behind her a long time ago, as she had learned to let go of her first love. So she decided to go for some playful teasing. "I know, right?" she grinned, patting her head. "You're not good enough for me. I should have been the one to dump you," she huffed.

The pink haired woman knew her taller friend was joking, but it still was a sensitive subject for her. She pulled her in a little closer. "I didn't mean to drop you like I did. Things happened," she murmured.

"A plane for Europe happened," Lily shot back as she released her. She turned back to the scenery of the garden too quickly to notice how much the other woman's features had darkened. "I would've jumped on the opportunity too, don't feel bad about it," Lily casually added, shrugging slightly.

"No," Luka firmly countered, drawing the clear blue eyes to herself again with her vehement reaction. "Things happened," she insisted.

Lily stiffened at once seeing the look she was giving her. As she scrutinized her friend's somber mask, her own expression slowly broke down into a very dreading one. She understood what Luka meant to tell her was that something serious had happened all those years ago. She then recalled a conversation she had with Miku; the young woman asked her what happened to Luka. Miku had added the pink haired woman had told her mother about her orientation. The blonde felt a lump in her throat and her stomach squeezed in worry. "…What?…What happened to you?" she whispered dreadfully.

Luka searched her eyes for a second. She didn't want to create turmoil, but she did want Lily to know. She broke eye contact. "…We'll take a moment at some point and I'll tell you…but now's not time for this," she said quietly.

She didn't need further explanation. Lily nodded. "…Okay." she watched as Luka turned once again to the view of the garden. It was getting a little chilly, but the blonde didn't mind. She didn't really know how long they spent in silence, but her eyes didn't leave the other woman's silhouette. Eventually, she just couldn't keep herself from asking at least this. "Why didn't you tell me back then?"

The pink haired woman's eyes dropped slightly. "…It happened too fast. I was distraught and lost. I thought it would only make matter worse if I went to you, and I…I thought…I could change. I could be 'normal,'" she confessed. That last reason was why she had decided not to tell her father and tried having a man in her life after all. She turned to the taller woman. "Also I didn't even have time to think twice before my father had me join him in England." With a sigh, Luka reached out to comb the blonde bangs away from her features. Even if back then it was Lily who used to do this, it still felt so very nostalgic. "But…I…I never meant to hurt you like I know I did, I really didn't mean to leave so abruptly," Luka explained even more gently. They were both too wrapped up in their conversation to notice the light noise the shoji door did as it slid open. "I know you truly loved me…and I really, truly felt for you. Despite everything, back then, you were my world. No one knew who I was except you, Lily," she whispered.

"…You two dated?" Gumi's voice interrupted as she overheard this last part. She wasn't drunk, but the alcohol clearly affected her enough for her not to understand this was a very intimate conversation, and that she probably -no, definitely- was butting in.

Lily was swiftly back to a very nonchalant composure as she glanced at the short haired intruder. "Yep. When we were still in high school." She brushed off her question, trying to move on to another topic. "You need us for something?"

She seemed to remember suddenly why she came. "Uh…yeah, both of you are requested inside for…various songs," Gumi's eyes followed the blonde as she started to stand. She hadn't known Lily knew Megurine Luka until this morning. She hadn't known Lily was gay until a few days ago. Gumi started to realize she didn't really know Lily at all. "…You're full of surprises." The short haired girl stated.

Lily grinned dusting herself. "You have no idea." Her eyes gleamed in a bit of an ominous way.

The short haired young woman blinked a few times. "What's that supposed to mean?"

The blonde extended her hand to help the pink haired woman up. "For one, -you're not supposed to know this- I also was with Meiko for a while," she casually said.

Gumi blinked a few times. She wondered for a short second if Lily meant what she thought she meant. But since they were talking about her being full of surprises, it probably meant as such what she thought it meant. "…You mean Sakine Meiko? The superstar?" She still confirmed.

"Yep." Lily helped Luka up.

"…But isn't she…like, straight?" she still argued.

The blonde glanced her way. "Not when I'm around," she amusedly answered. "Actually, no girl is straight when I'm around," Lily added very cheekily.

Gumi frowned and opened her mouth, but couldn't find a retort to offer. Somehow, she had no doubts a confident and absolutely gorgeous woman like Lily could get even straight girls in her bed when she pulled that flirtatious attitude. She couldn't even trust herself to react to Lily's advances like she knew she would had any other woman approached her this way.

"She's an alpha female, if you will," Luka sarcastically offered as she dusted herself.

Lily swiftly turned to her, eyes gleaming. "Wow, I like that," she hooted. "Do I get my own harem?"

Luka immediately regretted her words. "…Good Lord," she muttered, making her way back inside; she didn't want to have to deal with this.

The blonde turned to Gumi. "…I always thought you were really cute," she randomly declared.

Completely thrown off balance, she stared back blankly. She was faced with the question she had been asking herself a second ago, and she stepped back a little shakily until she was pretty much trapped against the thin shoji door. She found herself very aware of how close the other woman had gotten.

"…You're even cuter up close," Lily mused, looking quite cheeky.

Her cheeks burned, and her heart had accelerated. Gumi wondered what was wrong with herself; she pertinently knew she wasn't attracted to women, but there she was, getting all flustered. The blonde had incredible charisma, and something about her made Gumi feel very daring.
"You're not bad yourself," she shot back before she knew it. She blamed this on being too proud to let Lily make her into an embarrassed puddle.

She was very surprised to be challenged by this young woman of all people, but Lily still smirked. "Are you coming onto me?" She moved an inch closer.

Gumi tried very, very hard not to break eye contact, even whilst feeling this intimidated by the icy blue. "Are you?" she whispered, a little more nervous than she would have liked.

She grinned wolfishly. "I'm a dyke, so that'd be the normal for me." The blonde countered.

"…And what makes you think it's not normal for me?" Gumi found herself answering. Okay, maybe it her pride was getting in the way. Maybe it was the alcohol talking. It probably was, she decided.

Lily stared a short second and then laughed, taking a small step back. "Oh you're really, really cute. Other circumstances, I would've been up for the challenge," she admitted as she motioned for the short haired girl to move back inside. "But I'm taken."

Gumi gave her a skeptical raise of an eyebrow. "Oh really?"

The blonde nodded, walking back inside with her. "Yep." Both noticed that it hadn't taken a second for Luka to comply with the requests, as she already was thrown into a song with Len. He fiercely protected his mic from being stolen by his twin; there was no way he'd pass up a duet with the pink haired diva.

"I wonder what kind of woman could have an alpha female on a leash," Gumi mused sardonically as they sat back down.

With ironically great timing, Miki attached herself to the blonde. "What are you talking about?" she questioned, munching on some chocolate.

Lily gently ran her fingers in the red hair. "We're talking about you, love," she casually admitted, eying Gumi very amusingly.

The green haired girl rolled her eyes.

Miki didn't seem to notice. "What were you saying about me?"

She twirled the weird ahoge around her finger. "That you put me on a leash," Lily replied in a contemplative tone.

The redhead looked a little indignant. "That would be mean. I'm not a mean person," she stated.

Lily laughed, releasing her question mark lock. "Not literally. Figuratively. It means I'm not gonna go look elsewhere," she explained.

"Like sleeping with other women?" Miki popped another chocolate in her mouth.

"Yeah, that."

Tightening her grip on her, she plunged her deep red eyes in the pale blue, her face no more than an inch away from hers. "If you do, I won't forgive you, you know?"

"I know," she whispered, cupping her cheek gently for a second before making her release her. They had decided not to tell the twins this weekend after all, and she didn't want Miki to kiss her with everyone else around. Miki sat back in a more normal fashion and Lily turned to Gumi again, whose expression had done a complete one-eighty; she stared at them with very wide eyes.

"I'm full of surprises, aren't I, love?" Lily's grin returned.

Gumi shook her head in a faint movement. "Wait, h-how long have you two…?" she muttered, unbelieving.

The blonde shrugged. "A few weeks."

The green haired girl closed in. "You're gay, Miki-chan?" she asked in a whisper.

"…I don't know. Does it matter?" Miki plainly answered. "Lily's my husband. When I'm twenty-two, we're gonna make babies."

Before Gumi could answer, Lily cut in. "You've got it scheduled already?" She pursed her lips. Well. At least, six years from now did sound somewhat in the realm of reason.

The redhead poked the side of her lover's head. "You have to take responsibility when you get me pregnant."

The tall woman nodded solemnly. "Of course I will," she said.

Gumi couldn't decide what she thought of the news. Was this what Lily meant a few minutes earlier when she said that no girl was straight around her? Maybe it was better to just give up and simply accept pretty much every fact her friends would throw at her starting from now.

In any case, this conversation ended abruptly with Lily being dragged up to sing with her sister. The karaoke part of the evening went on for another half hour, with various combinations of people singing a variety of songs, ranging from enka to hard rock.

It was a slightly warmed up, but not quite tipsy Luka who brought them all back down to earth. "It's getting late, maybe we should quiet down…otherwise we might disturb the neighboring rooms," she eventually said to call their activities to a stop.

With little to no resistance, the karaoke machine was turned off in a matter of minutes. This is when Lily decided to suggest what she had planned to be this evening's pièce de resistance. "Let's play a game, then. I know a very entertaining one," she proposed as she filled Gumi's, Luka's and then her own cup. "It's called the King's game. The rules are very easy," she smoothly introduced it. "Who knows how to play?"

Luka alone raised her hand. It became obvious that it was a game she and Lily had been playing in high school.

Miku pursed her lips and turned to the blonde. "So what is it?"

"There's seven of us, so on seven chopsticks," she unwrapped disposable chopsticks as she talked "I'll write numbers one to six. The seventh chopstick is the King," she explained as she used a marker to identify each stick. Then she picked them up and showed her work to the others. "Everyone picks one at random and the lucky one who gets to be the King is the only one who'll unveil themselves. The King will give out orders –can be truths or dares- to the numbers without knowing who's who." With this, Lily held out the chopsticks by the marked end, inviting everyone to take one.
When everyone had one, she resumed. "The King can't name anyone, but if they want to make it a dare involving several people they can. And remember, numbers should unveil themselves only when the whole order has been given out. Otherwise if the King knows who they're ordering around, they can change their dare accordingly," she finished.

The first one to talk was Gumi and, against all expectations, she commented, "Sounds fun." Her cheeks were slightly red from the alcohol.

It was then that Miku understood why Lily had Luka and Gumi drink. With the buzz they now had, both the usually most reasonable people were game to play. Lily had wanted to loosen them and have fun.
"So who's the king?" Miku asked, glancing around.

Len raised his hand. "I am!" He proudly declared, giving a look around the room. The fun part was that all the other players were female. "…Either questions, or dares…" He thought out loud. The not-so-fun part was that two of them were his sisters, and he didn't want to involve them in weird stuff. He sighed, opting to stay reasonable. "Alright so-…number two, you gotta…wear your pajama backwards for the rest of the evening," he began.

Rin then handed her twin the chopstick marked with the number he had just voiced. "…I'll go change in the bathroom," she plainly said. She thought it was a little stupid, but she knew she could have been much worse off. They waited for her to come back before they resumed the game.

Len had had enough time to pick the next order and swiftly went on. "Number five. Go buy me a juice in the vending machine."

"Really?" Lily said as she unveiled her number. "That's what you choose to do with your power?" she commented before she disappeared for a minute. She came back with a juice box and tossed it his way as she flopped back down.

The blond boy stuck the straw in it. "I like that game," he laughed. "Let's see…"
Len looked around the room again. The two blonde girls, amazingly, were out of the way. And Lily had even complained about him being boring. So Len decided that this was his luck and a sign from some higher power that he was allowed to give a bit of a spicier command. "Number one, make out with the player on your right's bellybutton," he finally said.

She hung her head and rested her marked chopstick on the table. "…Sorry, Gumi-san," Luka whispered as she turned to her. "You'll have to bear with me," she added as she slowly bent in front of her.

Seeing her approach had Gumi freeze completely. Luka, in alcohol-induced audacity, took the initiative to undo the yukata and pull up the shirt she wore underneath it enough to uncover her stomach much too insouciantly. Since they were sitting, Luka had to basically lie to be able to bring her lips to her stomach. She made herself comfortable in her lap.

Gumi realized she felt her breasts squeezed on her thighs as she did so. She caught herself thinking '…so that's how Miku switched teams,' and tried to give herself a huge mental slap, both for having thought this and to shake herself out of it (which she was terribly unsuccessful at).

Especially now that the other woman's lips met her skin, and that she gently kissed her stomach with an open mouth. Gumi couldn't help recalling what Miku said a little earlier about loving how the pink haired woman went down on her. Gumi decided she blamed the alcohol for focusing on this, because she now was completely incapable of shaking the image out of her head. And she especially blamed the alcohol for imagining what it'd feel like if she wasn't kissing her stomach, but somewhere a little lower. Feeling her tongue poke in her bellybutton was only making matters worse. Gumi couldn't completely repress the pleased noise that threatened to come out much more loudly. She started losing herself in the incredibly nice sensation.

"Looks fun!" Miki chirped next to her, completely tearing the green haired girl out of her stupor.

This managed to slap her back to reality, and realizing what was happening, Gumi's mind completely turned to someone else. She nervously met her friend's teal eyes; Miku was watching in seething, barely controlled rage, as she had expected. Gumi put her hands on the pink head of hair. She shakily, but gently tried to push her away because she didn't trust herself to voice anything right now; she was scared a pleasured sound would come out instead.

However, with her not-so-clear mind, due to both the alcohol and her hormones running like they were, Luka had forgotten just who she was latched at, and also that many others were around. She pressed her mouth closer as one of her hands caressed her hip. Her lips searched her skin and a second later, her tongue followed the edge of her bottom garment.

'Holy Mother of God, she's-,' Gumi shut her eyes tightly, her hands were shaking. "L-Luka-san…," she breathed.

It didn't shake Luka out of it, and Miku finally lost it. "Enough already!" she protested as she swiftly caught Luka's arm, forcing her to sit up and successfully tearing her off Gumi.

Luka turned to her and blinked several times. Then she glanced around to notice how stunned the rest of the group was. Then she glanced at Gumi, who was holding down her shirt over her now covered again stomach. "…Ah...," she felt her cheeks redden. "S-sorry. Th-the…alcohol…probably…I'm…mm...," she trailed off embarrassedly.

Lily snorted and started to laugh. Miku instantly threw the chopstick Luka had rested on the table at the blonde head, having it bounce off it. It instantly silenced her and the teal haired young woman turned a glare in Len's direction. "Next order," she dryly demanded to get everyone to move on to other things.

The boy coughed and, under his friend's very displeased stare, decided he would play a little safer this time around. "Number six. What's the most embarrassing moment of your life?" he asked, trying to divert Miku's attention to something else.

"What just happened," Gumi instantly answered, letting everyone know along the way who number six was.

"Besides that," he shot back. It really was too easy an answer and he didn't want to dwell on it. Miku's glare was still burning the back of his head.

The green haired girl shrank back a second, not very fond of the idea of having to screen through her most embarrassing moments to select and retell the one she'd deem to be the worst. But she only could think of one other thing beside what had just happened, and she blamed what had just happened, and the alcohol, and her (very faint!) state of arousal. Her gaze drifted to the ground. "…Probably catching these two…err…while…they…well," she muttered, motioning in Miku and Luka's general direction.

"What!" Lily burst out laughing again. "More details! And why didn't I hear that story yet?"

"…Because it just happened a little earlier," Gumi explained even more quietly.

There was a short silence in which most people turned to the pair of lovers. The tall blonde broke this silence as she started laughing even harder, Miki joined in, Rin grimaced slightly and Len's face was as red as Gumi's.

"Christ, you two really can't keep it in your pants, can you?" Lily managed.

Miku felt her cheeks burn like never before. "What 'it'?" she snapped, being still a little irritated by the dare Luka had complied to.

Lily rolled her eyes, still grinning. "So to speak."

The young woman huffed defensively, crossing her arms. "We're not th-that bad! I-i-it's not like we-"

"Don't even try to deny it," Lily cut in, having recovered by then. She then swiftly leaned closer so only Miku could hear her: "You, love, are so noisy I know every time Luka's over. And you gals are always at it, I don't know how Miki sleeps through it," she affirmed, letting the young woman understand with this that she heard their nightly prowess.

Miku's gaze drifted to the ground and she fell silent. Luka busied herself pouring some more sake for herself, Gumi and Lily in an effort to distract herself and move to other things.

The rest of them thankfully didn't hear the blonde's revelation and it was an impatient Miki who had them return to the game. "Next one!" she eagerly called. "I want to know what I'll get!"

Len glanced between the redhead and her best friend. They were the only two remaining and if he had one act, he'd get to order the other one knowingly. But that wasn't part of the game, so he decided to give out both at the same time. "Number three, uh…you get to drink that." He pointed the newly-refilled glass in his oldest sister's hand. "And number four add 'in bed' at the end of all your sentences for the next hour."

"You gotta be kidding me," Miku grumbled as she took the newly-refilled glass from Lily's hand.

"But what if I don't talk a lot?" Miki inquired, successfully attracting the attention to herself, and preventing anyone from noticing Miku's action. The young woman thought it would be a good idea to down in one shot the whole glass of not-so-light alcohol, an effort not to taste the bitterness of it.

Len shrugged. "…Just add 'in bed' to the sentence."

The redhead nodded contently. "Okay, I don't mind doing it in bed."

This made Lily chuckle again, not very surprisingly, considering how eminent her lack of maturity was. It was a surprise, though, that both Gumi and Luka crackled with her.

"How can you say that so casually? Do you have any idea how it sounds?" Rin questioned, a weirded out expression on her face.

"I really don't mind 'cause I could have been really worse off in bed." Miki smiled. "I don't have to do anything else in bed. It's not like Len-kun had me do something weird in bed," she explained, not realizing that she was phrasing her sentences to sound worse and worse with her dare. If she was doing it on purpose, her innocent expression completely sold her guiltlessness to the others.

By then the blonde girl didn't want to hear more, and just stared at her. "…Stop talking."

"Let's have a second round," Miku declared. "I want to be the King at least once!" she added, her chest puffed slightly.

Since everyone agreed, Lily gathered the chopsticks again, and held them out to be picked. Once they all had one, Miki beamed as she showed everyone what was written on her chopstick. "I'm the king in bed!" she declared.

"I'd say you're more of a princess in bed," Lily corrected, snorting. Her comment thankfully didn't awaken either of the twin's suspicions. Before Miki got to answer something that could truly risk outting them, she continued: "So as royalty, what's your first order?"

"Hum." Miki crossed her arms, thinking up what she could ask of her friends. She surveyed every one of them as she considered her options. "Are there rules of things I can't ask in bed?" she inquired.

Miku laughed a little louder than she should have. "Rules? With Lily? You know she-"

"Hey!" The tall blonde cut in, seeing that the young woman didn't seem quite herself. She decided to redirect what Miku was about to say. "Even if it's my game, there's some common sense to be considered."

Miku just started crackling, earning herself unsure looks from most people.

"Okay I picked one!" Miki suddenly beamed. "Number one, do your best impression of the person on your right in bed!"

The teal haired young woman had somewhat recovered, and in an uncertain motion, she handed her chopstick to her friend. She then looked over at Luka, who sat on her right. "…My best impression of Luka...," she scratched her head, grinning sleazily. "…In bed?"

Every single person in the room instantly came to the realization that Miku was drunk from drinking Lily's glass in one gulp.

Miku was smiling contently. "Mmm~ F-faster, Miku~" she moaned softly, trying to make her voice sound as close to the pink haired woman's as she could. She was managing quite well. "You taste so good, you-"

"Stop!" Luka slapped both of her hands on the younger woman's mouth, her whole face had turned bright red. "The 'in bed' part is not part of the dare!" she dismally blurted. "I-i-it was just meant to be a regular impression, right Miki-chan?"

The redhead stared blankly; it was impossible to tell if she had caused this willingly or not.

Luka was very self-conscious of how all eyes were on her and Miku. She felt cold sweat at her back, and her face grew even hotter. She knew if she wanted to be able to proceed and for time to continue, she needed to release her lover. Very slowly, she removed her hands from the young woman's mouth.

Miku moaned again: "Mmph."

Luka's hand was instantly slapped back there. "Would you stop it?" she cried out, her face very red. She might have been glaring, because she watched Miku's eyes water up slightly at her outburst. The young woman still gave a reluctant nod, so Luka hesitantly removed her hands again.

Miku sniffed. "…Hug meeeee...," she pitifully requested, seemingly very hurt.

Luka knew the young woman's actions and emotional reactions were mostly due to alcohol. As such she couldn't help feeling bad for having reacted so harshly, and she dragged her into her arms sighing. Miku completely melted into her, and the pink haired woman glanced around at their friends. "Sorry, I think she's dru-" She abruptly stopped, feeling breath knocked out of her as she was squeezed hard in her lover's arms.

"Mine, mine, mine!" Her voice was muffled by the flesh of the other woman's chest, as she had buried her face deep in it.

"…You were about to say…drunk?" Gumi suggested, looking on a bit impassively. She truly had gotten used to it by now.

"Hah!" Miku proudly hiccuped as she suddenly released Luka. "T-that's what you think!" she stood abruptly, feeling the need to prove something, but didn't get the chance to as she immediately fell back on her ass. She glared indignantly at the ground. "…S-stop moving, you!"

Worriedly, Luka turned to the blonde. "What were you feeding us, Lily? She only drank one glass and she's…!"

The tall woman nonchalantly picked the bottle up and read the percentage of alcohol written on the label. "Nineteen dot three percent, it's kinda strong," she amusedly stated. "One glass's still a lot since she's not used to it, and for a lightweight…she drank it way too fast."

Interrupting them, Miki grabbed the bottle. "I want some too in bed!" she excitedly exclaimed.

Before she could get a taste though, Luka managed to snatch it from her. "No," she plainly signified.

The redhead pouted. She glanced over at her lover, then at the pink haired woman again. "It's not fair, Miku's looking like she's having so much fun in bed!" she whined.

Miku was lying down by then and she rolled on her side, smiling beatifically. "I'm having s-so much fun IN BED!" she repeated, laughing.

Luka handed Rin the bottle as she approached the teal haired young woman. "…Miku, you're drunk...," she started, intending to try and reason her into drinking water and trying to stay quiet.

"D-do you wanna have f-fun in bed w-with me?" Miku mumbled in response, lifting Luka's yukata to look under it.

Her cheeks a light pink, she tugged on her clothing to make Miku release it. "Another day," she answered before realizing she would embarrass herself answering this with everyone else around. She blushed a darker color again. This wasn't her day.

Her mood shifted yet again, and Miku teared up. "B-but earlier y-you didn't mind going dow-"

"Stop! Miku!" Luka censored her.

While the both of them were on the verge of a small crisis and Rin tried to fend off Miki from getting to the alcohol, Lily turned an interested stare at Gumi. "Say, what did you see earlier?" This question successfully attracted Len's attention away from Miku's teary whimpering about 'wanting some now.'

"N-nothing much, they were lying down and kissing…passionately, but I only saw they were kissing," Gumi found herself answering in spite of herself. She met two pairs of exactly identical sky blue eyes staring at her.
Uncomfortably, she proceeded in giving the rest of the information. "I understood that that Luka-san had been…er…doing...," she made a loose fist with one hand and then inserted two fingers of her other hand inside the 'o' of her thumb and index. "…To Miku-chan when she wiped her fingers after getting off her."

Len bolted towards the tissue box to save the tatamis from his bloody nose.

Lily laughed heartily. "Oh, Luka's pretty good with that. She could get me off so fast we'd easily do it at school without getting caught," she merrily explained.

Gumi stared back at her blankly, holding her breath.

The blonde seemed to think it her cue to give out as much details as she could: "Trick is, you have to reach until you can feel a different texture on the front wall, then you curl your fingers and-"

"Stop!"The short haired girl exclaimed. "I don't need to know!"

Lily frowned. "…Of course you do. It feels freakishly good, and you can still use it on yourself," she offered as she took one of her hand in hers. "So now, as I was saying, you curl your fingers this way," she placed fingers painted in green nail polish the way she wanted. "And then you caress with this part," she touched the flat part of the inside of her finger, on the last phalange. "And then you…"

Gumi zoned out. She couldn't believe Lily was teaching her ways to masturbate.

"Help!" Luka finally cried, attracting the rest of the group's attention as she tried weakly to fend Miku off.

She had managed to bring her lover down. "…C-come on…darling…let me...," she grunted, being removed once again from on top of her. "…I-it's a-about time I…give back…!" she said much too loudly, plunging her head inside her yukata, between her legs. Luka once again managed to get her off.

"About time in bed?" Miki repeated, watching her curiously. "You haven't touched her yet in bed?"

Miku looked dazed and confused as her attention was turned to her best friend for a second. "No, I touch h-her all the time!" she declared. "It's j-just th-that…she was on her period this week, r-remember? So I c-…couldn't stick my finge-"

"Miku!" Luka interrupted, the pitch of her voice several notches higher. "And you don't have to let everyone know my cycle!"

The young woman simply latched herself at her again, pulling on her yukata to tear it off her body. "P-periods are a natural thing, d-don't…ghn…be…ashamed," she groaned, managing to sneak her hand under her clothes. "Th-this is a-also a…natural thing," she continued, trying with the little strength she had to force her on her back again. "…So let me-…le-let me…uh...," she stopped moving, staring back at the very unsure teal eyes of the woman who tried to fend her off. "…I need to lie down," Miku weakly said, feeling her head spinning. She lost track of the rest of the evening from there.

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When she woke up the next morning, Gumi rolled over facing what should have been Miku's futon. 'Should have,' because it was empty and left untouched. It took a few seconds for her to place her ideas, and she instantly understood that the two lovebirds had ended up sleeping together. She hoped they had just been sleeping. She now dreaded turning around to face Luka's futon, which probably sheltered two persons. All sorts of scenarios went on in her head for the few minutes it took her to gather the courage to turn around.

She went to sleep before her two roommates because the chaos and alcohol of the last night had tired her incredibly. She wondered if they'd done it while she was asleep. She thanked the alcohol for allowing her not to wake up during their lovemaking if it was the case.
She wondered why in god's name she didn't stay in the other room. She wondered what to do if they were naked. She wondered if she should maybe pretend to be asleep until they woke up and made themselves appropriate. Gumi eventually shook herself out of it; Miku had promised they wouldn't. She believed in her friend. So she sat up and in an almost robotic movement, she tentatively glanced at Luka's futon; she let out a huge sigh of relief.

They were both completely dressed and sleeping seemingly very peacefully, spooning. And against what Gumi would have thought, the teal haired young woman was the one holding her lover from behind. Her forehead rested between the other woman's shoulder blades, completely concealing her face.

"…How cute," the short haired girl murmured to herself, a light smile on her lips. She stretched herself for a second before she stumbled out of her futon. She picked up her camera and took a picture of them. She then decided to take a look in the other room, and she trotted out to get a picture of everyone as they were sleeping. As she made her way back to her futon, she noticed the sheer number of pictures they had taken the previous night. Gumi flopped down on her bedding as she started going through the previous night's pictures.
A lot were blurry, a lot were chaotic, and she slowly realized she didn't even remember half of what had went on. With this, she was very thankful not to be hungover.

She heard some stirring next to her and glanced at the two sleeping forms. The older woman was slowly, sleepily rubbing the sleep out of her eyes, but she otherwise hadn't bulged. Luka blinked a few times, then closed her eyes again, probably due to the light the sun let in. Just to make sure, Gumi asked, "…You're awake, Luka-san?"

She cracked her eyes open again. "Yes...," she managed to answer as she stifled a yawn.

"Should I let you sleep more?" Gumi courteously asked.

She shook her head faintly. "I didn't intend on going back to sleep," Luka answered softly.

Gumi noted that her voice sounded a little husky, probably due to a mix of the last evening's partying and the sleepiness. It nevertheless didn't take away from how exquisite her voice sounded. She brushed the thought away swiftly. "Have you slept well?"

"I have, thank you. And you?" she answered in a whisper, not wanting to disturb her lover.

"Like a rock…thanks to the alcohol, I think," Gumi said, a light smile on her features.

The previous evening came back to her at once, and Luka brought a hand to her face. "…Oh, yes...," she sighed. Absentmindedly, she opened her mouth slightly and clicked her tongue: "That would be why mouth is so dry."

"I can grab you some water," Gumi offered.

Luka shook her head no. "Thank you, I will get some myself when Miku wakes up," she pointed at the thing latched to her back. "I don't want to disturb her sleep."

The short haired girl smiled gently. "…You're too sweet."

"She is, isn't she?" Miku's muffled, sleepy voice unexpectedly came from behind the other woman.

Luka smiled as she turned slightly. "Good morning."

"…'Mornin...," she yawned as she climbed on top. "…My head hurts, I wanna sleep more," she declared as she shoved her face in the other woman's chest.

"Don't do that…not when there are other people…" Luka breathed embarrassedly, meeting vivid green eyes in a fleeting glance.

"It's just Gumi," Miku's muffled voice commented.

"Geez, thanks," Gumi dryly answered.

Miku's head shot up from her lover's chest. "That's not what I meant!" she protested, meeting her friend's stare. "I meant you've… …well you've seen worse, and you've seen me do that several times already. And like…you won't get offended," she awkwardly explained.

As she truly wasn't getting offended or even embarrassed, she sighed. "…I guess," she admitted.

Miku smiled and resumed her activities; she rubbed her cheek in her breasts again and sighed contently. "That–with you being a straight woman—is a pleasure you'll never know my dear friend," she commented and shoved it back in. "I feel sorry for you."

Gumi pursed her lips. "Even if I was into women, I might land a girlfriend like you. And then I still wouldn't get to experience that," she pointed out.

Luka couldn't completely stifle her laugh, and Miku's head suddenly came out of her chest again to throw her friend a look. Gumi decided that retreat was her best option right now, and she stumbled up, trying not to laugh. "…I'll check on the others. See who's awake," she tried to keep a straight face as she exited.

Miku turned her disapproving glare to her lover. "Thanks, you're helping a lot."

The woman was still grinning ear to ear despite herself. "You have to admit her comeback was...," she trailed off, seeing the young woman truly didn't think it was funny. "…Miku, you know I wouldn't change you, especially not that," she kissed her cheek.

Miku simply grumbled something and retreated back under the bed covers.

"…" Luka watched the lump for a few seconds before she decided to become part of it. She joined the younger woman under the covers. "…Miku, I adore your body exactly the way it is," she whispered, wrapping both arms around her waist. "I wouldn't even change a single hair off your head," she whispered as she pressed her cheek to her back.

She sighed and turned in her arms to hug her back. "I know," she murmured, "…It's just…it's…I've always wished I had more…so it still stings…"

As Miku had turned around to return her embrace, Luka's head on her back now rested on her torso. She slowly pushed her shirt up to see her naked breasts again. "I wouldn't even add one inch," she whispered. "I think you're perfect," she added before sticking her mouth to one of the pink tips.

She hugged her closer and hummed softly. "Don't do that…" She still ran her fingers in the pink hair, gently massaging her scalp. Luka sucked a little more strongly and she brought their bodies together completely. Miku had the feeling they were merging together; she immediately noticed the distinct heat start to flare down in her lower stomach. She kissed the top of her head. "…Luka, you're really starting to get me-…-ahnn~"

The pink haired woman released her breast and gave a lick on her now erect nipple. "You're so adorable…When you make noises like this, I just want to…." Without finishing her sentence, she stuck her mouth to her other breast.

Miku whimpered in response and she realized she was truly considering letting her have her way, even knowing how completely unreasonable it was. But she didn't have much time to reflect on it.

The covers of the bed were pulled up, uncovering both of their silhouettes. "Rise and shine, lovebirds! We're all-" Lily stared for a short second before letting the covers fall back on their frozen forms. "…Now I get why Gumi asked me to get you," she said. They couldn't see her because they were back in their bed covers cocoon, but her voice gave away her amusement. "Breakfast is served," Lily added.

Miku brought both hands to her face in desperation as the pink haired woman replaced her shirt for her. "…We'll be there in a minute, okay?" she mumbled.

"Don't take too much time," the blonde simply said, not without chuckling, before she left.

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When they joined the rest of the group, everyone was seated and ready to eat. Trays were laid out at each seat with several plates resting on them. Miso soup, broiled fish, cold tofu, tsukemono, rice and several other delicacies were served in individual portions for everyone. Miku and Luka sat on one side of the table with Miki, while facing them were Gumi, Lily and Rin; Len sat at the end of the table, with Miku on one side and Gumi on the other. Seeing that Miku still looked a bit annoyed as she sat in front of her, Gumi decided act busy until she was back to herself. She leaned over slightly on her right to look at Lily's menu as her teal-haired friend sat in front of her. "Why aren't you eating the same thing as all of us?"

She picked up an umeboshi with her chopsticks. "Seafood allergy, so I get a special menu," Lily casually answered before stuffing it in her mouth. "I jusht gotta warn plashes I go, it'sh never been a problem," she explained as she munched on it.

"It was a problem for me back then," Luka muttered under her breath. The tall blonde gave her a disapproving look and the diva looked offended. "I stopped eating shrimp, oysters and squid for two years because I was afraid for you! Do you know how hard it was for me to hold back?" she shot before Lily could say anything.

"Wow, sorry," she commented, sarcasm dripping from her voice. Lily proceeded in making a scene of pretending to be offended, successfully ticking off Luka and creating somewhat of a tumult. Miki very merrily laughed while Rin tried to get her older sister to calm down. It wasn't very surprising that Gumi wasn't taking part of this, but Miku found it odd that the boy was simply distractedly eating his food.

She bent a little closer to him. "Did you sleep well?" she inquired.

He glanced up at her and then down at his food again picking at it. "Oh, uh- yeah but I…I-I had the weirdest dream. Just couldn't really sleep afterwards," he admitted, giving a weird chuckle.

Her eyebrows went up slightly. "What was it?"

Len moved his hand to the back of his hand and scratched thoughtfully. "Uh…'twas probably 'cause both you and nee-san came out recently, so I think it's weighing a bit on me…and I uh…," he sighed and met her eyes, smiling, "…You'll laugh, but I dreamt nee-san and Miki-chan were kinda making out."

Miku's expression fell. She couldn't bring herself to answer anything.

Len frowned lightly. This wasn't the reaction he had expected.

She slowly brought her hand to her face in a movement of discouragement. They were the ones who had betrayed themselves; it was out of her hands now. "…They probably were, actually," she finally admitted. She didn't watch her friend's reaction as she continued. "…It wasn't a dream. They've been dating, and…it's gotten more serious lately."

He stared at her in silence for a second before losing it. "Four! Four outta six!" He bellowed too loudly, attracting everyone's attention to himself. He motioned for them to return to their activities before he closed in to whisper to Miku. "Is Miki-chan gay?"

Miku sighed. "...I don't know," she admitted.

"…Four out of six," he repeated again, unbelieving. With two third of the group of girls he was with turning out with some interest in the same sex, they really were beating the odds. Len shook his head. "We can't tell Rin, she'll say it's contagious," he added.

The teal haired young woman didn't know if he was joking or not, but this statement surely held some truth. She pursed her lips, considering the fact that it could really be the outcome, and noticed Gumi was listening in.

"You're underestimating Rin-chan," she simply said, her green orbs going from pale blue to teal. "She's slowly being more mature about it."

Miku smiled. "Yeah, I guess."

Len kept staring at Gumi. "By the way, until you prove me wrong, you're also gay. So is Rin," he declared. "It'll be less of a shock to think you've all got the hots for other women, and then you get a boyfriend than the other way around."

Gumi groaned, massaging her temple in aggravation. "…Your sister'll rip your head off if she ever knows you said something like that."

His eyes were just a bit rounder. "…You're not denying," Len noted.

"If I denied, you'd say it's suspicious that I'm denying, so I'm not even gonna make the effort," she pointed out, resuming eating her breakfast. "…I don't even know what kind of man I'm looking for, so I wouldn't even know where to start with a woman," she then commented, not really expecting an answer.

"Someone like Luka-san," the blond boy offered.

Miku spat her soup back into her bowl and pointed an angry finger at Len, then at Gumi. "Don't even think about making mental pictures!"

But of course, if someone tells you not to think of something, you definitely will think of it. Gumi started chocking on her rice, coughing loudly. "Too late," she wheezed, her cheeks a very deep shade of red. She didn't dare meet Miku's eyes, knowing the both of them were recalling Luka's dare of the previous evening.

Miku bent over the table to look at her more closely. "Don't think about Luka naked!" she demanded.

Gumi hadn't been, but now she was. "Would you stop it!" she cried. By then, the other half of the table had calmed down and that last outburst of hers attracted their attention. Gumi started eating again. "A-anyways, if I were into women, I don't think she would be my type," she said more quietly.

"Luka-san is everyone's type," Len professed loudly in his never-ending admiration for the pink haired diva, letting those who hadn't participated in this conversation catch up slightly with it.

Since she couldn't understand how someone ever could not be in love with her woman, Miku would have agreed. If it wasn't for the fact that she didn't quite approve of others entertaining these cravings about her partner. "Shut up, you," she glared slightly at him.

"…Gumi-chan always ends up liking the bad boy in dramas and movies," Miki chipped in.

Somehow, most of them then felt the need to glance at Lily.

When most eyes returned to her, the short green haired girl froze completely, and the tall blonde thought this was too much of a golden opportunity to pass up. "Are you into bad girls too, Gumi-chaaan?" she grinned sleazily, leaning closer. "You know, I'm building my harem," she said, reminding her of the short, daring exchange they had the previous night.

Gumi scooted away from the big bad wolf. "Stop it," she weakly protested.

Lily was about to move a little closer, just to make her even more uncomfortable, but felt a foot hit her shin. She managed to hold in her 'oww'. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see a very obnoxious red lock of hair bouncing around unhappily.

- Continued in chapter 18

No pics this time around, sorry!