Prologue
Annaliese checked her teeth in the mirror above the sink, then reapplied toothpaste to her brush and brought it back to her mouth. She brushed and brushed and brushed, then spit into the seat and checked her teeth again, rubbing her tongue over her teeth. Okay. This seemed fine.
"Are you sure about this?" asked the girl with the long silvery hair. Her pale face shone in the darkness, but her cheeks were flushed and her eyes bright with excitement.
The girl with the long dark hair nodded. She reached up and pushed her glasses higher on her nose, for once not feeling self-conscious about them.
"I think that this is a good idea," she said softly. "I think… that it's a good idea."
The girl with the silvery hair grinned, revealing her slightly pointed teeth. There was a yellowish bruise above her left eye that the girl with the dark hair was very sure would spread into a black eye overnight. "Okay then, Annie. Let's do this. I've been reading up on this sort of stuff, you know!"
Annaliese made a face. "My name's not Annie, and don't be gross, Julchen!"
Julchen laughed. "Oh, don't be such a princess, Annie." Before Annaliese could protest, Julchen reached out a hand and grabbed her shoulder, yanking her closer. Annaliese's breath nearly stopped as she found her nose inches from Julchen's own. She could feel the other girl's warm breath on her face.
"So," Julchen said softly. "Basically, we both get really close together, you know… And then I shove my mouth on yours and probably my tongue goes in your mouth-"
Annaliese shuddered. "Ew, no, I don't think I want to do this-"
"Shut up, Annie, don't be a wussy," Julchen interrupted easily. "Anyway, tongue in and then we just like move around until it feels good, okay?"
Annaliese could feel sweat beading on her forehead. "I… I'm not sure about this…"
Julchen rolled her eyes, and the candlelight flickering from the desk to Annaliese's left made her look like an evil demon or some other terrifying being.
"It'll be fine, Annie," said Julchen, and before Annaliese could protest again, Julchen had pressed her lips to hers.
At first it was weird. There were just two lips pressed against her mouth and she didn't really know what to do. She leaned back, away from the pressure of the other mouth, but Julchen leaned forward after her.
Julchen's lips were surprisingly soft. Annaliese wasn't sure what she had been expecting, but it wasn't this. They felt just like skin, but slightly different.
Suddenly there was a hot, wet feeling on her own lips, and she jerked back again. She couldn't get away, though; Julchen followed her down, keeping constant contact between their lips, constant pressure. Her tongue prodded once more at Annaliese's lips and for a moment she kept them pressed tightly together, but then she realized that she was lying with her back to the ground and Julchen was on top of her and there was really nothing that she could do about it.
Julchen's tongue felt weird and awkward in her mouth. She wondered if it would feel better if they actually knew what they were doing, but they didn't know. That was the whole point; to be ready. The eighth grade dance was coming up and Julchen said that they had to be prepared in case their crushes wanted to kiss them.
Julchen's tongue danced lightly around her own, exploring every part of her mouth. She just hung there, unsure of what to do. It was so awkward, having her mouth held open like this.
Julchen finally pulled away, breathing rather unevenly. "Did that feel at all good?" Julchen asked, sounding frustrated.
"Um… Not really," said Annaliese.
Julchen sighed. "Okay, well… Wait, let's try again." She leaned back down and pressed her mouth lightly to Annaliese's at first, then harder. Her tongue licked around the edges of the darker-haired girls' mouth, causing Annaliese to shudder. It felt weird and not very good at all, but she would do this for Vash…
Suddenly Julchen bit down lightly on the corner of Annaliese's mouth. The brunette gasped, causing Julchen to immediately pull away.
"Did that feel good?" she asked exasperatedly.
"I… I don't know," said Annaliese. She reached a hand up to feel her lips, which felt bigger than was normal. She suddenly realized how close she and Julchen were. They had showered together before, and Julchen had helped her put on her bra for the first time, but their bodies had never been pressed this close together, especially not… there.
"Let me try it on you," Annaliese finally said.
"Sure," Julchen said offhandedly. She slowly slid off of Annaliese, who then sat up. She looked around the room for a moment, holding up a hand to make sure Julchen was quiet as she listened for her parents, and then she turned back to the silvery-haired blonde.
"Come here," she half-ordered, half-requested. Julchen grinned.
"You know I love it when you get all dominant with me, Annie," she said coyly. Annaliese wondered, as was usual, how a thirteen-year-old managed to seem so sexual. She knew for a fact that Julchen's first kiss had been the one that they had just shared.
"Shut up, Julchen," she said. With the burst of confidence that enabled her, she leaned forward and pressed her mouth to Julchen's.
She started slow and maybe a little bit hesitant, but then she remembered how Julchen had just gone for it and so she steeled her nerve and dove in.
This time wasn't as weird as last time. She remembered some book she had read once, so instead of just shoving her tongue into the other girl's mouth, she sucked on her lower lip. She stuck her tongue slowly inside the other girl's mouth, then reached up to cup a hand around Julchen's cheek, entangling her fingers in her long silver hair.
Hesitantly, Julchen reached a hand up too, and she ran her fingers from the top of Annaliese's head to the bottom of her hair. Her hand settled on the brunette girl's waist as a shudder ran through her. Normally she hated having her hair touched, and Julchen knew that, but today was the day when they ignored the normal boundaries they stayed in.
Annaliese pressed forward again, opening her mouth wider against Julchen's. The albino girl sucked in a breath, and Annaliese watched her eyes close. Did this feel good for her? Was she doing something right?
Annaliese pressed closer and closer, sliding her tongue across Julchen's like she had read once online. Maybe because she was taking it slower than Julchen had, but the second time seemed to be much more enjoyable. Annaliese felt hot all over, like something inside of her body was burning. It seemed to be coming from her and Julchen's connected mouths, but she couldn't be sure.
Finally she pulled away. She watched Julchen's eyes open, and they seemed hazier than they had been before.
"Was that good?" she asked breathlessly.
Julchen nodded. "I… I think so…" Her voice sounded different than usual, but Annaliese ignored it.
"Okay… Well, maybe we should get to bed now," said Annaliese. She was tired and wanted nothing more than to curl up under the covers of her bed with Julchen beside her, both sets of waist-length hair mingling on the pillow.
"Mm," Julchen said, but she didn't move. She reached one pale hand to her lips and brushed them softly, then touched her face where Annaliese's hand had been.
Annaliese got up and began taking off her dress. She turned around to grab a tank top out of her dresser only to find that Julchen was staring at her. She blushed, clutching the dress to her chest. Something about tonight was different than usual, because usually Julchen didn't look at her like that, like she was memorizing every line that made up her body.
"Julchen…?" she whispered. Julchen suddenly seemed to snap out of a trance, glanding immediately to the side. Her cheeks were dark pink and her mouth was scrunched up in the way her mouth scrunched up when she was embarrassed.
"S-sorry, Annie," she said. "I don't think I'm feeling very well."
Annaliese normally would have made a fuss- they had just shared spit, after all, and if she got sick her grade would drop -but she couldn't bring herself to believe her friend's excuse.
"If you say so," she said. She put her dress in her dirty clothes basket and pulled on a tank top and sweatpants.
"D'you need anything to wear?" she asked Julchen casually.
"Sweat pants would be nice," said the silvery-blonde girl. "I'll just wear my sports bra."
Annaliese huffed. Of course Julchen, with her a-cup boobs, could wear a sports bra to sleep. Annaliese was always afraid it would damage her somehow, and her mom had said not to wear sports bras too often or it could stop them from growing properly.
Julchen's mom had never told Julchen that, it seemed. Julchen's mom didn't seem to tell Julchen much of anything.
Annaliese pulled a pair of sweatpants from her drawers and tossed them to Julchen, who easily stripped off her skinny jeans and too-small basketball t-shirt from fifth grade. Sometimes Annaliese's mom asked her whether Julchen needed any of her hand-me-downs, but when she asked Julchen would always just smile and say no.
Annaliese crawled under the covers of her bed, scooting closer to the wall so that Julchen could join her, which she did without hesitation. They snuggled close together under the covers. This was the part where they usually talked about the boys they liked- for Julchen it was the cute boy with the ponytail in the back whose name was Daniel, for Annaliese it was Vash, the boy who sat next to her in band -but neither of them felt like doing it tonight. It wasn't because of the kissing; they had done that because of the boys. No, it was because of something else. It was because of something to do with Julchen.
Annaliese wanted to ask about it, but she knew that if Julchen didn't want to say anything then she wouldn't. The best thing to do would be to just wait until Julchen finally spoke up.
But… the only problem would be whether or not Annaliese fell asleep before Julchen finally spoke up.
Annaliese sighed. She would have to push Julchen.
"Just say it," said Annaliese. "Just say it right now before I fall asleep."
"Say what?"
"I don't know. Whatever you want to say. Just say it already. Before I fall asleep."
Julchen sighed. "Well… I'm moving, Annie. I'm moving away."
Annaliese shot up in bed, rolling over a bit to stare down at Julchen. "What are you saying? What are you talking about? What do you mean?"
Julchen sat up too, and now their faces were only inches apart. Both sets of long hair fell over their shoulders and mingled on the pillow underneath them.
"I told you, Annie. I'm moving away. My parents don't want to stay here anymore. We're moving back to Germany."
Annaliese felt as if the world had suddenly been jerked out from beneath her. She stared past Julchen and at one of the drawers in her desk, unable to believe… unable to even picture things without her best friend.
"But… Julchen… I don't want you to go," she said softly, finally turning back to look into Julchen's eyes.
"I don't want to go either…" Julchen whispered softly. They stared at each other, and Annaliese did her best to commit Julchen's pinkish-red eyes to memory.
This time when they kissed, it felt right. This time when they kissed, it felt practiced and smooth. This time, Julchen tasted not of mouthwash, but of starlight; this time, it wasn't awkward when their mouths opened. This time, Annaliese knew that Julchen was leaving her soon, and this time Julchen knew that Annaliese knew.
This time, their kiss felt like getting lost.
A/N Whelp. Yuri. Fem!PruAus. Yeah. I had always hoped that my first published yuri fic would be Spamano, but whatever. I need SOMEONE to write some damn Fem!PruAus, and apparently no one ELSE is gonna do it! D:
So yeah, read, enjoy, review, and mostly remember that yuri can be good too. XD
Also, remember that my usual editor don't do da yuri/yaoi (because reasons yo) and so this isn't going to be edited that much and probably not updated too frequently...? I'm not sure, but DAMMIT I will finish this shit if it KILLS me! :)
Oh yeah, I got the name Julchen from a fanfic I read and I like names that start with J and it seems to fit her so yeah.