A/N: Okay, Sorry. xD. Just visit my profile to know what I wanted to say regarding my stories, if you're interested.

Anyway, this had been long overdue. I apologies for the tardiness and laziness. I don't really have any plausible alibi other than that and…that I really love Brittana now.

So, on with the story. I don't want to bore you with my rant :P

Warning: This chapter is rated M for a reason. ;) Aaand, If you're sensitive about cheating, this is not a chapter for you. I advise you to look elsewhere.

Not Beta'ed. Kindly tell me some errors you see on the way. :)

OOC and AU

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Resisting is Futile

Pairing: Shiznat

Author: This-and-That

CHAPTER 2

I woke up with an arm slung around my waist. I squeezed my eyes shut again, ignoring my hangover and trying to replay the past 12 hours.

Last night . . . It was really something. After the initial part of the night, Natsuki and I had pretty much stayed up until sunrise, hanging out. There wasn't really another word for it. We didn't kiss, didn't flirt; we just drank our tea, talked, and watched late night TV for the most part. It was nice.

I couldn't believe the turn of events; yesterday I was sitting on my couch, watching the Raptors game - completely unaware I would meet Natsuki let alone hook up with her. I felt reckless, irresponsible . . and adventurous. A part of me wanted that feeling to stay; it was exiting. I hadn't acted this way since my college days! Though, the other part of me - the part that stopped Natsuki from going any further - knew the repercussions of my actions. Tomoe would be absolutely crushed and all the stability I'd worked for would fall to pieces.

For some reason though, cheating on Tomoe didn't bother me as much as I suspected it should. I rationalized it out in my mind. There was no harm if it only happened once. It wasn't like Natsuki and I would have a thing, right? We were just drunk last night - she probably didn't mean half of what she said. I probably didn't feel half the things that I felt. It was just kissing in the dark.

The hand on my stomach suddenly came up and attached itself to my face.

"Babe!" The voice of an obviously distressed Tomoe cried.

The hand shook my face until I responded. "Yeah? What is it?"

"Can you get me Advil? My head hurts."

I sighed, stopping my girlfriend's fingers from entering my eyeball. "Mine too."

I swung my feet off the bed and onto the ground, shaking myself awake. I disliked sleeping over at Tomoe's because she always woke me up so early with requests the required me to stand and use my brain. Tomoe groaned and told me not to shake the bed so much, or she'd yak. To be honest, I don't think she'd have much left to yak out.

At around 5:30am Tomoe woke up again, nauseous as fuck. Natsuki and I helped her through her vomit spell, Tomoe too sick to question why Natsuki - the girl from the bar - was in her house. After we had successfully put Tomoe back in her bed to sleep, Natsuki said that she'd better leave.

"I'll text you." She had said, giving me a hug as she departed.

I definitely wanted her to text me. With our numbers in each other's phones, we decided that maybe we could hang out again soon or something. I absolutely could not wait to hear from her.

The shift at Olive's was pretty brutal. I got chewed out by John Smith, the creeper who was unfortunately my boss. I just couldn't concentrate today; my mind kept going back to Natsuki and the other night. Anti-monogamous, inappropriate thoughts bombarded my working conscience - her body pressed against mine, her lips tasting my skin, her hands going where they pleased and taking what they wanted. Too hot. Too steamy. For the workplace.

"Ice cream and biscotti for dessert?" The chef complained that he didn't have a dish called 'Ice cream and Natsuki'. More than once tonight. Oops.

Little things like that happened all through my shift. John took every chance to breathe down my neck with oil-slicked, Italian voice and slithery hands that touched me more than necessary. He was always putting his hands all over the young waitresses there, it was dirty. I shivered at that the thought. A job's a job.

Getting out of the shower, I wrapped my hair in a towel turban, threw on some sweats, and made my way to the living room.

"Well you look positively alluring tonight." Said Reito, already cross-legged on the couch, watching the Big Bang Theory. Just as I crouched to sit down, Reito put his hand on my butt and pushed me towards the kitchen. "Make us some popcorn, sis." He said.

"You."

"You're already standing."

"Ugh." I rolled my eyes, putting down my phone and heading to the kitchen.

Reito called out his thanks as I left the room, firing up the microwave for the crunchy goodness. I heard the familiar ring of a received message, and I snapped up, alert. I was already walking back to the couch when I saw Reito holding my phone in his hand. He looked up at me, puzzled.

"Why is Natsuki texting you?" He asked me, as I snatched the iPhone from his grasp.

I looked at the message.

10:27pm – Natsuki Kuga

Hey sexy lady.

I felt the smile spread on my face; I'd been waiting for her text for two days. I started typing back with fervor. "Natsuki! What's-

The phone was grabbed from my hands before I could send it. "You didn't answer me," Reito said. "I saw that smile." I glared at him, and went to get it back, but he stretched it out of my reach.

"Give it back." I demanded, climbing on top of him.

He turned the screen towards him and read the messages. " 'Hey cutie'? Are you sure she has the right number?"

I put my palm on his cheek and jumped up, trying to get a grip on it. Boys were so annoying. I kneed him in the crotch, but he moved his hips to block himself, giving up the phone.

"That's none of your business." I said, turning my back on him to finish my message.

"Nat's my friend, and you're my sister; of course it's my business."

I rolled my eyes, curling up at the opposite end of the couch. "Yeah, but you're a gossipy bitch, you consider everything your business."

Reito laughed, shaking his head. "Go get popcorn."

I took the opportunity to get out of the room, heading for the microwave. Taking my sweet time to get a bowl and pour it in, my phone rang again and I checked the message.

10:33pm – Natsuki Kuga

Was just thinking about you. Decided to text :)

The smile was back on my face, and I wrote my response. "It took you two days to think about me?" I joked to her. Lamely, I was silently laughing to myself, leaning over the bowl of popcorn. I was hanging off every word of our conversation like a school girl. So weird.

"I take it you're not talking to Tomoe." Reito's voice interjected my thoughts.

I looked up to see him leaning against the door frame. I narrowed my eyes. "Again, Reito. Not your business." I said, sighing and grabbing the bowl of popcorn. I slipped past him, making sure to keep the phone securely by my side. Reito followed me to the couch.

"Do you like her?" He asked me.

I was caught off guard by his question. Looking visibly shaken, I recomposed myself. "What are you talking about, I'm dating Tomoe."

Reito chuckled, shaking his head. He stuck his hand into the popcorn, putting a few pieces in my mouth before bringing the fistful to his lap. "It's okay, you know. A lot of people end up liking her. Single or not." He said casually.

I crunched loudly. "Okay. . . I don't care." I said.

Except I did care. I knew she was out of my league! Of course other girls want her. Who wouldn't? Oh gosh, I'm going jealous girlfriend on not-my-girlfriend. Fuck. I could hardly stand the thought of other girls swooning over Natsuki. Especially at the extent that I was. She was mine! Wait, what? No she's not yours Shizuru!, you fucking cave man. In fact you shouldn't even be thinking of her, much less asserting possession over her.

My inner bickering started to show on my face, because Reito told me to stop scrunching up my nose.

"If you like her that's fine." Reito said, again.

"I don't." I countered.

"Alright. But she's a smooth talker, and you know - hot. So,"

"I don't, Reito!" I said again. He was so damn persistent! Why couldn't this guy miss a beat.

He raised his shoulders, indicating that he wasn't attacking me. "Okay, I know. I'm just warning you that if you did, or you ended up doing so, things with Natsuki generally don't go anywhere."

I raised an eyebrow. They don't go anywhere? Why was he talking like he thought I was contemplating a relationship with her. I wasn't. I was just very, very infatuated. . . and excited, and super-lesbian for her. Okay, maybe I did want to know what he was talking about.

"Hypothetically speaking," I started. "How would you know?"

Reito reached in for more popcorn, pausing his motion to speak. "She's been my friend as long as Tate has. I've seen her go through chicks like laundry."

"Like, she gets around?" I asked, feeling a pit starting to form in my stomach. Was I just another girl to Natsuki? Another use-and-lose girl that she thought was cute?

Reito gave me a knowing look. "Yeah. And she especially likes a challenge." My phone buzzed and we both looked at the sender - Natsuki. He nodded toward my lit screen. "And once that challenge is gone, so is she." He finished. I knew what he was saying without him having to outright say it. It's like he already knew.

He was telling me not to fall for Natsuki.

I swallowed down the lump in my throat and forced myself to shrug. "Sucks for whoever falls for that crap." I said, keeping my tone indifferent. I turned to the TV, indicating that that was the end of the conversation and I would no longer be contributing.

Reito took the cue and didn't press the issue further, only saying one last thing with his eye glued to the television. He didn't even budge to see my response. "You better cover up that hickey, lest Tomoe know your secret."

My body tensed and I immediately reached for my neck to the area that Natsuki had kissed the other night. Fuck me.

I mulled it over in my head. It was a gentle throb now, the urge to think about Natsuki, text her, or call her. I had suppressed it reasonably well, considering the height of my infatuation when it had begun. Natsuki had tried to progress things between us, saying we should hang out, occasionally sending me a text. I refused to let myself indulge in her attentions. I declined her invites and ignored her messages, much to my displeasure; but all for the greater good.

I wasn't gonna be just another notch in her headboard. I didn't want to be some trophy to her. I knew it was too good to be true, anyhow - that she'd actually just genuinely like me. She hardly knew me! Of course she was just trying to get into my pants. I felt stupid; played. I'd gotten it bad for a girl who apparently does the same routine for any girl with a pleasant face. I swallowed back the bitter taste as I thought about the things she said to me, and how many other girls she'd probably said it to.

I knew enough to know when to pull back before getting hurt.

Natsuki eased off pretty quickly when I'd given the message that I didn't want to deal with her. She was probably on to the next one already. It had been a few weeks since the night we hooked up, and I was doing pretty alright.

"I assume you meant the basal penne." Alec said from behind the counter.

I looked back at him, taking the order slip from his outstretched hand.Natsuki penne was scribbled above the Atlantic salmon and soup orders.

My bad.

"Sorry Alec." I said, handing it back to him.

He laughed, putting it on the turner. "Who's this Natsuki, anyways?" He asked me. "She's been frequenting your order pad lately."

I looked down, feeling my cheeks getting warm. I've been having slip ups for the past few weeks. "Just some chick." I said, picking up a tray of drinks.

"Must've made some impression." He replied, going off into the kitchen again.

I could have rolled my eyes. "You have no idea." I muttered.

The restaurant got pretty busy as the night went on; per usual on a Saturday evening. I was doing my rounds, doing some refills when I saw a familiar figure being seated. I'd know that face anywhere. The hostess gave Natsuki and the girl she was with some menus, then looked over at me, beckoning to the table. Oh fuck. The moment I saw her, I turned on my heel to go to the back room as an instinct. I did not want to deal with this. I figured if I busied myself in the back, another waiter would take her ta-

"Shizuru, get on table five!" John instructed as he strode past me.

Shit. That was Natsuki 's table. I caught a fellow co-worker by the shoulder as she passed me with entrees on her arms. "Jane, can you take table five?" I asked.

The blonde shook her head. "No way, I have too many as it is." She glanced over at the table. "It's only a party of two, you can take it."

I internally groaned, looking around for another waiter. John was coming back up the hall now, giving me a look upon seeing me. "Shizuru, are you incompetent? Table five. Now!" He ordered, pushing me from my rear towards Natsuki. I'm pretty sure he's not allowed to touch me there.

Shaking it off, I mentally prepared myself as I walked up to the table.You can do it, Shiz. Don't give her anything she doesn't deserve.I told myself.

I reached the table, planting my feet firmly in front of Natsuki. She was seated with a red head girl who looked far too interested in Natsuki to be just a friend. I fought back a gag, knowing that I'd be servicing their date.

"You have to try their garlic bread, it's phenomenal!" The girl smirk, grabbing Natsuki 's hand from across the table.

I almost scoffed. As if that called for a hand grab.

Natsuki, upon recognizing me, lit up. "Shizuru!" She exclaimed, disregarding her partner's comment.

I smiled tightly and professionally at her. "Hello, welcome to Olive This Food; can I get you started with some drinks? Tonight we are featuring an imported pear cider champagne." I said, reciting the lines in my best friendly voice.

"Shizuru, how have you been? You look good!" Natsuki continued. She removed her hand from her partner's - a gesture which the red head was not happy with at all - and stood up to hug me. Her arms wrapped all the way around me before I even had time to register what was happening.

"N-Natsuki," I stammered, trying to fight back the twist in my stomach and think of a way to stay neutral towards this girl. Shizuru! Be strong, and don't you dare stammer. I chided myself. "I'm at work, I can't really do this stuff."

Natsuki laughed into my ear. "I don't care, I've missed you." She said, even tightening her embrace.

My arms stay trapped at my sides, with a pen in one hand and my notepad in the other. I looked awkwardly at the other girl sitting at the table, looking very annoyed at the exchange. It was nice to hear Natsuki say that she missed me - that maybe I wasn't the only one thinking of her; but I reminded myself that I could be any other girl on any other night. In fact, she probably looked at my past disinterest as an even bigger challenge for her to take on. I didn't know how to feel.

"Well, don't you miss me too?" She chuckled, releasing me. She kept her hands on my shoulders and looked me square in the eye. There's that stupid fucking smirk again. I averted my gaze, choosing to collect their menus instead of deal with this fox before me.

"Excuse me," Said the red head in an irritable tone. She was grabbing the end of the menu I was trying to pull away. "We haven't ordered yet."

I looked at the girl, then at Natsuki, and turned beet red. "Oh," I said. Of fucking course they haven't ordered yet. They just got here. I almost face palmed myself at the stupidity. "I'm sorry." I said, releasing the menus. The red head took them back, rolling her eyes. Natsuki thought the whole ordeal was pretty funny, and she sat down laughing. I narrowed my eyes; I'd have to step it up - I couldn't give Natsuki that much power over me. I wouldn't have made the stupid mistake if she hadn't ruined the regular order of things. "Drinks, then?" I asked, bringing my voice a pitch higher than needed.

"Coke." Said the red head, not looking up from her menu.

I wrote it down on the notepad and turned to Natsuki. She looked up in time to lock her gaze with mine, and for a moment I couldn't look away. God was she beautiful. My eyes lingered longer than necessary on her lips. I let the memory of her kiss enter my mind, and I was inclined by the desire to kiss her yet again. I was close enough to just lift her chin and press my lips against hers if I wanted to. Which I did want to. But that was the weak part of me talking.

"Hello?" The other girl said, looking at me like I was an idiot.

"Sorry?" I asked, snapping out of it. I blinked at her.

The red head put down her menu in an exaggerated manner. "She said she wanted a water bottle."

I looked at Natsuki, whose lip was curling into a satisfactory smile. I was at war between the desire to slap the smirk off her face or to get her to smile more often. "You sure you want it in a bottle? The tap water's free, and it's pretty much the same stuff." I said. I'd always been a fan of going green - especially in the case of water bottles.

The girl seemed to be over her edge. "Are you stupid? She asked for a water bottle; can you just like, do your job?"

I recoiled a bit, but didn't say anything. It never felt good to be yelled at by a customer, much less in front of Natsuki - even if I was being spacey.

"Hey, there's no need for that here Nao." Natsuki said to her calmly. She turned to me, an unspoken apology on her lips and maybe something else in her eyes. Desire? Mockery? "Tap water's fine, Shizuru. Thanks sexy."

I nodded and went to get their drinks, feeling very sheepish. I definitely could not have made more of a fool of myself. Good one, Shizuru. What was it about Natsuki that made me so ridiculous? It was infuriating! She was just one girl. Was it her looks? No, it has to be more than that. Her demeanor? What was it that made me want to please her so badly?

I returned with the drinks, took their orders quickly, and went to check on the other tables. I figured if I served them quickly, I'd be less likely to screw up because I'd be spending less time around Natsuki.

Deal.

The strategy actually worked out pretty well, as I had no more screw ups. I took their orders and delivered their food with minimal errors, and spent the rest of the time observing their date. Nao, who'd been sour when they'd first been seated, seemed have forgotten the ordeal and was soaking up Natsuki 's attention like a piece of Sham-wow. They laughed a lot on their date - much to my dislike - and I could see under their table that Natsuki had made the move to touch her knee and occasionally brush her foot. I was trying hard not to be too big of a creeper, but I couldn't help trying to find out how Natsuki was with other girls. Natsuki would periodically glance up at me, catching me looking once or twice. The second time she winked. I made sure not to get caught looking again.

The red head had pulled up her chair closer to Natsuki 's, leaning in as if Natsuki was fucking magnetic. I could have barfed all over the restaurant's ceiling, I was so revolted.Do I look like that when I'm around her?Natsuki was loving the attention.

I rolled my eyes, asking to go on break. Putting my waiter belt on the table in the hallway, I made my way to the washroom. Upon entering, I splashed my face with water, looking at myself in the mirror. I had to shake it off tonight; I couldn't let Natsuki phase me. I ran some water through my bangs, getting them out of my eyes, and flattened out some tufts here and there.

I hardly noticed the door open behind me, but Natsuki walked in. I saw her face in the mirror and turned around abruptly. The blunette reached behind her, turning the lock on the bathroom door without breaking eye contact.Click. The sound gave me anxiety. Natsuki just locked us in the bathroom together. Alone.

"Getting all pretty for me?" She asked, closing the distance between us quickly.

She came right up to my face, so close that I backed myself up so that my hands grasped the ledge of the counter. I thought she was going to kiss me, but she stayed a few inches away, hovering over me. I narrowed my eyes at her. Who did she think she was? Damn cocky bitch. "You wish." I said, trying to maintain my cool composure. I wasn't doing very well, seeing as Natsuki was inching closer, and I had no more room to back up.

Natsuki chuckled. Her face was so close to mine that I could feel the breath from every word she spoke. "I do wish," She said; her voice low again like the last time she'd decided she wanted me. A raspy hint of something predator underlying her speech. "Though you seem to look pretty regardless if you try." She said, her eyes glinting with amusement.

I closed my eyes. I didn't want to melt under her flattery. This is what she wanted. She wanted me weak - she wanted me to be putty in her hands like all the other girls. "Who's the chick?" I asked, wanting to take the attention away from me.

Natsuki shrugged, placing her fingers under my jaw and tracing it slowly. "Not the girl I want to be with tonight." She said, locking me on with that burning eye contact again. She brought her thumbs to my lips, brushing over them. "I've missed these."

I turned my face away from her, but her hand followed my lips. 'Not the girl I want to be with tonight.'She had said.Tonight being the key term in my mind. She turned my head back to face her; she was biting her lip. I hardened my brow, ignoring the weightless feeling spreading from my stomach to my neck. I wasn't weak. I wanted to put her in her place - how dare she think she can come in here and take what she wanted. She was on a date with another girl for Christ's sake! "They're not yours to miss." I stated, trying to reaffirm my position.

Her face never changed - it still had that same smoldering look in it, burning me into submission. "You want me, though." She said. I kept my lips in a tight line, and she continued. "Just the way I want you."

Her words elicited a feeling from deep in my stomach - a spreading shiver that threatened to betray my intentions. Along with it came a burning rage. I did want her. My body was reacting to her words, it was trying to draw me in closer; my mind, on the other hand, was keeping me immobile. I shouldn't want her - it's a recipe for heartache.I wanted to preserve a part of me that she couldn't reach.

This was just a game to her.

"It doesn't matter what I want." I said. Natsuki 's smirk deepened, much to my displeasure, and I realized that I should have just flat out said no. It was an opening that Natsuki didn't overlook at all.

"Are you gonna make me prove it?" She asked, letting herself full-on smile. She was loving this.

My brows knitted together in irritation, and I stared back at her.

Smug. She was one smug fuck, and she had me trapped like a bird in a cage; this was her daunting. She knew she had me; else I'd have removed myself from underneath her from the beginning. Regardless of what my mind was telling me, I could feel myself caving. I could feel my defenses being tossed aside with minimal effort, and I didn't dare speak - I didn't trust my mouth with hers so close.

Natsuki seemed okay with that. Instead, she started lowering her thumb. Down my chin. Down my neck. Slowly, down my chest and torso. She stopped, resting it on the button to my work pants. I shook my head very slowly. I couldn't get the word 'don't' to leave my lips, and Natsuki didn't budge. "Stop me." She purred, leaning in to my ear. The vibrations from her simple command shot through my body and rendered me useless. Waiting a few seconds, she took my lack of response as an invitation. She licked my lobe at the same time as she unbuttoned my pants in one swift motion. I didn't even have time to protest before my zipper was down, and Natsuki 's hand was rubbing my crotch through the thin fabric of my panties.

I gasped at the touch, my grip turning iron on the counter ledge.

I squeezed my eyes shut and turned my head toward the ceiling. I didn't want to give it to her - I didn't want her to have that satisfaction of knowing that she had control of such a primal part of me; but I didn't want it to stop. It was like I wanted her to just take it. I think she knew that, too.

"Stop me." She repeated again, into my ear.

I didn't speak or open my eyes, instead, I inched my legs wider - granting her access.

Whatever.

In almost no time at all my panties we torn aside and her fingers were inside me. A wave of pleasure coursed through my body, arching my back. I ripped my fingers from the counter and wrapped my arms around her back,digging my nails into her shoulders. I buried my face in her collar bone to stop myself from crying out and moaning. Natsuki pumped into me with expert hands and I could feel my juices dripping down her fingers. She used her free hand to grab my hair and wrench my head from her shoulder, smashing her lips into mine in a furious kiss. I was so angry at her. How could I let her break me, yet again? I could have stopped her - she gave me that choice. Hardly a choice, but it was there. I didn't take it; or more than that, I didn't want it.

Natsuki snaked her arm around my waist and lifted me up onto the counter, all the while still in me. The back of my head was pressed up against the washroom mirror, and she put my legs on either side of her. Ripping my pants off of one leg and leaving them to hang on the other, she spread my legs as wide as they could go before shoving three fingers into me. I cried out for a split second before her hand clamped around my mouth, silencing me. "You're so fucking wet for me." She said as she fucked me. I rose my hips to meet her thrusts, eager for more. My body taken over by pure lust, anger just adding to the pleasure.

I wanted to push her off me, but instead my fingers clawed at her to be closer.

She was slamming me into the mirror in rhythm to her pounding. One minute passed? Two minutes, maybe three? My breathing was getting heavier and I was getting closer to my edge. It was embarrassing how short I was lasting - how could anybody last with a fox like Natsuki hitting all the right spots? Sensing my climax, Natsuki quickened her tempo; her voice was like a velvet predator in my ear, sending slithering whispers that only added to my arousal."That's it baby," She coaxed, and I nearly screamed from how close I was getting. "That's it, cum for me baby."

She did a few more powerful thrusts, then curled her fingers into me, sending me into an absolute orgasm. I gripped her head and pushed it into my chest as I spasmed underneath her, my moans escaping her clamp on my mouth. I clamped an additional one of my own hands over my mouth and rode out the orgasm on her coated fingers. Milking her fingers for all they were worth, I felt my climax in every part of my body. Natsuki had me trapped against the mirror - a mirror which had started to outline my figure with fog. She kissed me until I could speak again; I could hardly participate in the kiss because my body was so spent.

As the waves of pleasure subsided, I was left trembling on Natsuki 's fingers which she quickly removed. "What the fuck Natsuki," I breathed, feeling the aftershocks of the tremendous orgasm shoot through me. I couldn't find the mental strength to be mad at Natsuki at the moment, instead I let my mind think about how fucking good that was. "You fucking-" I started, but I was still breathing so deeply. "Why was that so fucking good." I managed to say. I didn't even care that I was probably feeding Natsuki 's gigantic ego.

Natsuki chuckled, practically folding me up in her arms. She carried me off the counter and put me on my feet in the middle of the washroom - with nothing to lean on, I was forced to fall right back into her arms. "Your girlfriend doesn't do you like that?" She asked with a grin, already knowing my answer.

I shook my head more quickly than was necessary. "No; nobody does me like that." I said, truthfully. Sweet holy Christ, this girl was talented.

Natsuki laughed even more, flattening out my sex hair. "Well, consider it a freebie then, baby."

I pressed my face into her shoulder and stayed like that. A groan erupted from the bottom of my throat. "My break is probably over." I said. How I was gonna go back to work after an experience like that was absolutely beyond me.

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