A/N After a long time I write again and it's yuri :) I do plan to update some of my other stories and improve some so put up with me lol. Anyways enjoy the story.
"Onee-sama, can you pass me a rag?" the blue haired bird-like girl asked. It was passed 6 and it was one of those rare days Minto stayed behind to help with the cleaning in the Cafe. Probably due to the fact that Zakuro was the one that was going to stay behind to clean with her. Otherwise Minto would have been long gone.
Zakuro frowned at the way Minto addressed her. Before Zakuro didn't mind it, but now that the two girls were closer she didn't understand why Minto didn't just call her by her name. They were way pass their old fan-idol relationship by that point. Minto raised her eyebrow as she watched Zakuro doze off. It was a very rare sight to see. "Can you pass me a rag?" Minto repeated breaking the idol from her thoughts.
"Sorry," Zakuro said absentmindedly and passed her a red rag. Minto proceeded to clean one of the nearby cafe tables. A comfortable silence then enveloped the two girls as they cleaned each very used to the other's presence. "Nee, Onee-sama. I am having a big dance recital soon. I was wondering if you would like to come watch it." Minto asked while looking at the ground. She was still very shy around Zakuro and it was no secret.
Again with the Onee-sama, Zakuro thought. Zakuro didn't know what bothered her more: the fact that Minto was referring to her as her older sister or the fact that she addressed her as if they weren't close at all. "Onee-sama?" Minto questioned with a puzzled look. "Zakuro." Zakuro corrected. "Ehh?" Minto said in a high pitched voice. Zakuro smiled at the girl's cute reaction and replied," Just call me Zakuro." Minto turned bright red and nodded. "Onee- I mean Zakuro would you like to come to my ballet recital?" Minto asked her cheeks still bright red. Zakuro smirked and nodded. "I've love too."