So I wrote a Mitsu story. I wanted a bit of a mood whiplash between the chapters. I tried to make the first chapter kinda angsty while I tried to make the second chapter as mushy and giddy as I could. The story also kinda involves some "adult themes", or what ever you wanna call it, but nothing I personaly deem worthy an M rating. Keep in mind that this is but my second fanfic. It's been great fun to write. I apologize if any character seems OOC. I also complain at myself for sucking at naming stuff.

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Mio's Anguish

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"Ri...Ritsu..." a tall girl studdered at her sleeping friend, holding tightly onto a pillow. She was currently wearing her pyjamas as she was sleeping over just like she had done so many times before. Ritsus room was dark, it was night and a thunderstorm raged outside. "May I sleep in your bed tonight?" the girl asked her sleeping friend. She hated thunder. She was easily scared and thunder was far, far beyond her. As if to demonstrate her fear for thunder the lightning struck, making the tall girl jump a bit, making her unusually long hair sway. She went on to wimper untill the thundering had stopped, clenching onto her pillow.

"Mio..." a voice spoke drowzily. It belonged to the girl lying infront of the pillow wielding scaredy-cat. Her short, light brown hair did nothing to hide her closed eyes. She was still more asleep then awake but she still she managed to move herself closer to the wall to make some space for her friend. This had happened before, whenever Mio had dreamt a nightmare or they had watched a horror flick before going to bed. Times like these Mio just couldn't be left alone, Ritsu knew this even in her sleep. She wasn't Mios best friend for nothing.

The tall girl hesitated. She knew she would regret what she was about to do, but being alone when the thunderstorm raged outside was unbearable. So she tucked herself in, next to her friend, on the same bed and underneath the same sheet. And it was warm, so warm, so damn warm there besides her sleeping friend, and it was spreading to her. God, she could feel Ritsus breath if she really concentrated, it almost scorched her skin.

Feelings of warmth was but a part of the whole experience, there was sight too, and Ritsu was all that she could see. Ritsu had removed her headband (it is really uncomfortable to sleep with it on - she had tried it once...) letting her magnificent hair run wild. Oh how Mio loved when she did that. Why did she have to think her friend was so sexy? If Ritsu knew what her friend thought of her she would have to think that Mio was weird, right? If she knew she would start to distance herself from Mio, she was sure, and she couldn't stand to even think that thought.

As Mio laid lost in thought Ritsu, still asleep, somehow had come to the conclusion that now was a good time to shift her position. She turned herself around so that she laid on her back, stretching her arm out, as if she wanted Mio to rest her head on her arm. The taller girl let the arm slip in under her head, sighing as she touched her beloved friends upper arm. She was close now, way too close. Being this close to Ritsu, Mio could feel a sweet scent, Ritsus scent, and it was so wonderful. She should have been in bliss, being this close to the one she loved, yet all she felt was despair. Ritsu would never answer her feelings, this she knew. Ritsu wasn't like that, like Mio. Even though she didn't do anything to confirm this she just knew, the world was never that easy. She had to live with those feelings unrequinted.

Mio slowly turned her eyes over to watch her friend. A few tears made their way steadily from her eyes downwards, landing on either the bed or her friends arm. 'Oh God, Ritsu...' she thought when her vision wandered upon Ritsu. Her friend wore a button-up shirt and apparently she hadn't felt any need to close any of the buttons. Mio knew she did this because Ritsu had trust in her friend. Trust that Mio now betrayed by ogling her friends poorly concealed breast. She was filled with guilt as she thought of how nice it must be to to touch that skin and to have Ritsu touch her. Steadily an unfathomable fervor was building in her abdomen, just getting more intense as she was intoxicated by her friend. Slowly she slid the hand that was closest to the bed down into her pants.

She was betraying Ritsus trust. If she knew, she would hate her. If she knew what Mio was doing, Ritsu would surely be disgusted by her actions. But there was nothing else she could do, she was burning inside, her reason immolated by wicked lust for her friend. Sobs filled the air as Mio was filled with dread. What if Ritsu awoke? Mio did the best she could to keep her voice down, to hold in the sobbing and making the sharp breathing as unnoticable as possible as tears streamed from her eyes. What little pleasure there was in this was combined with a tenfold of disgust and dread. Mio hated this.

'I'm so sorry, Ritsu.' Mio thought as her free hand landed on Ritsus barely concealed chest. She had lost what ever reason she had had to the heat, and now the need to be close to her friend had overshadowed everything else in her mind. Her eyes darted fervently between her hand and Ritsus face to make sure her friend was still asleep, as she carefully moved her hand across Ritsus chest, over her breast. Mio was disgusted with herself and what she was doing to her friend, but she couldn't stop.

"Ritsu... I'm so... sorry..." was heard in between the sobs and heavy breathing. "I'm so... so... sorry... I love... you..." she sobbed to her sleeping friend. She soon tensed up, shuddered, her hand clenching onto Ritsus open shirt as she whimpered, trying to conceal her voice. She soon relaxed, still crying, and let go of the brunettes shirt. With the fervor gone all that was left for her to feel was guilt and despair. Relieved that Ritsu hadn't woken up, Mio watched over her friend as she cried herself to sleep.

The following morning Mio was gently shaken out of her sleep by a beaming Ritsu. 'She's always so beautiful.' Mio thought to herself.

"Good morning, princess" Ritsu greeted her.

"Good morning." Mio tried to respond as a yawn overtook her. When she was done yawning she turned her eyes to fully see Ritsu, who still hadn't closed her shirt. "C-c-close your shirt, Ritsu!" she studdered loudly, blushing. She did not want to be reminded of what she had done that night. Now she did, and a wave of guilt washed over her.

"Excuse me..." Ritsu said as she closed her shirt. Then she blushed. Ritsu blushed. 'Oh God, please tell me she didn't notice anything.' Mio prayed, as she tried her best to hide her unrest from Ritsu.

"Hey Mio, didn't you sleep well?" Ritsu asked kindly. 'So she didn't notice, that's good.' Mio thought to her self, a bit relieved.

"Yeah, something like that." she answered the brunette. "Shouldn't we get ready for school?" she continued - she just wanted to get out of that room as soon as possible, so that the lingering discomfort would dissolve.

"Yeah!"

Mio grabbed her change of clothes, said to Ritsu something about changing in the bathroom and then she did just that. When she was done she descended onto the lower floor via the stairs, walking into the kitchen where Ritsu already was seated. Mio wasn't really in the mood for anything, but she ate what she was offered (nothing tasted of anything at all) and was relatively quiet. As Ritsu asked how she felt she said she had a bit of a headache, that it'd probably pass sometime during the day, that she didn't really need to take anything for it, that yes, she was really fine. Ritsu really cared for her, didn't she? To Mio this was rather bittersweet, she didn't deserve such care, yet she was cared for, by the one she loves the most. She wanted to cry. She didn't.

When they were done they thanked Ritsus parrents for the breakfast and headed upstairs to prepare the last things needed before school. Mio didn't manage to speak very much as they brought their stuff together, last night still on her mind. When they had made their way outside Ritsu started a rather trivial conversation, and Mio could speak with ease, despite her rather depressed mood. This was but one of the parts of Ritsu that she loved, it was so easy for them to speak with one another. Her mood had improved greatly by the time they had reached the trainstation. Mio noticed how Ritsu now wore a beautiful smile.

The train ride was spared from any events other then passengers stepping into and out of the cart, just like any other day. And just like the ride to school that saturday the lessons were uneventful. Then practice came.

Mio couldn't really give Tsumugis cakes and tea the proper attention they deserved, her mind was elsewhere, and as a result they ended up tasting slightly bland to her. She still thanked Tsumugi for her kindness as usual and went on to set up her bass.

During practice Mios mood was relfected by her bass playing. She was lagging with her playing. Together with Ritsus pace, which was faster then usual, and her sloppy playing they only managed to play through a few songs before deciding to stop practicing for the day.

Mio felt like she could use some time alone. She really wanted to get everything off of her mind.

Azusa and Yui headed out first having made plans together. Soon thereafter Mugi took leave and headed towards the teachers room, and left were only the bass player and the drummer.

"Hey, wanna head home together?" Ritsu asked.

"Sorry, my dad's gonna go shopping after work and I think I'm going to join him." Mio lied.

"Oh, okey."

After a few minutes of silence Ritsu asked

"Hey, everything's okey? You've seemed kinda down today."

"Yeah, I've had a bit of a head ache today." It felt more like a heart ache. "I'll be fine." Mio felt better then she had during the morning, but not by much.

"Are you sure you will be fine? I'm worried about you."

"Yeah, I really am." 'I don't deserve your worry.'

"Mio. Are you really sure?"

"Yes. Just you go on home without me, dad will be here soon enough." Mio was getting a bit annoyed at her self, and sadly this showed in her voice. She was happy Ritsu cared for her to this extent, but she just wanted to be alone. Time spent with Ritsu was supposed to be fun to her, and right now she just couldn't appreciate it.

"I'll be heading home now, okey? I'll text you later today. Bye!" Ritsu said after she got up from the drumset, making her way to the door.

"Please do. Thank you for today Ritsu." Mio warmly said. Ritsu smiled a bit as she walked out. "See you on monday!"

Mio was left to her own now. When she was sure Ritsu had gone tears started falling from her eyes. She was tired, she was sad, her love probably didn't answer her feelings, she had all the right to cry. And she did. She sat alone in the club room, sobbing silently, thinking of Ritsu for about about fifteen minutes before she was interrupted by the door opening.

"Mio, what's happened?" she heard Mugis voice ask her seriously.

"Oh it's nothing." she said as she wiped her tears, not wanting to bother anyone else with her own problems.

"Of course something happened." Mugis voice was soft.

"Y..yes.. Sort of." Mio tried to collect her self.

"Want to talk about it?" was all Mugi needed to ask for Mio to give in. She told her friend about how she'd fallen in love with Ritsu, about how she dreaded how she possibly could lose their friendship, most of it. She spared Mugi the more embarrassing sides to her love, the lust, but she got most of it out to her friend. Mugi surely was a godsend. When she was done, Mugi asked:

"Why not just tell her how you feel?"

"But what if she would hate me?" Mio fought back with a cliché.

"Do you think Ricchan could hate you?"

"N...No! But... She wouldn't love me back. She's normal,right?"

"And you're saying that we are abnormal?" Mugi teased.

"N.. Not really..."

"I don't think Ritsu will think less of you because you tell her how you feel for her, it just wouldn't be like her if she did." Mugi reassured. "I'm not saying you have to confess, just think about it. It might ease the pain a bit."

"Y...Yeah, I'll think of it." Mio said pondering. "Thank you for taking your time listening to me."

"I'm just happy to help." They both got up from their chairs.

"I should be going home now." Mio said and went to tuck her bass into its softcase.

"I'll be staying for a bit..." Mugi said, lost in thoughts.

"Waiting for someone?"

"What? Oh, eh... Y...Yeah..." Mugi was blushing now.

'So that's how it is...' Mio mused with a smile on her lips. "I see..."

Mugi was getting redder.

"Well, I think I should go now. Good luck."

Mugi looked at her feet and said "The same t-to you. Bye." Before Mio left Mugi gave her a bright smile.

Later, at her house, Mio had been engrossed in homework for a good forty minutes when her phone gave a buzz. She picked it up. She had recieved a message from Ritsu, saying:

hey Mio! wanna hang out? we could watch a movie or something at your place. we were at my place last time, it is now your turn. ^^

Hmm, she did want to spend time with Ritsu, but perhaps it'd just turn out like last night? As she couldn't decide quickly enough she flipped a coin - heads for yes, tails for no. It came up heads.

Sure, we can do something for a little while at my place. But I might have to study while you're here. You do know that we have homework for tuesday, right?

After she sent her reply Mio didn't even get time to lift her pen before getting Ritsus reply:

yay! i'll be bringing a few movies to your place then. i'll be there asap - have to eat first though. lets hope my parents have prepared for an early dinner. :D

She smiled at the screen. Her parents weren't home today, so she might as well make something for her self to eat now, before Ritsu would get there. As she got up from her homework to make her way down to the kitchen she stopped and thought of Mugis advice. Perhaps she should tell Ritsu how she felt. Then she got an idea.

Mio grasped the coin which she previously had tossed and decided that if she tossed it and it came up heads she would tell Ritsu about everything. If it on the other hand came up tails she'd keep her secret and never tell her friend how she truly felt. She flipped the coin and pulled her head closer to see the outcome. Then she smiled bitterly and went downstairs to make herself dinner. The coin had come up tails.