The perks of jealousy
by Sam Trieu
Slender fingers twirled her haft-drink martini, making the liquid move forward and backward in slow motion. A sigh escaped glossy pink lips as she let out an exasperating breath. Sapphire glanced at the clock hanging on the nearby wall - They're late.
She'd had a bad day. One of her student had disobeyed her order. The young boy didn't follow her instruction and hence, put his partner in danger. If she wasn't quick enough, there would be severe damage. No one was hurt aside from some scratches here and there but she was very upset. The class was canceled due to an earth-shattering tantrum coming from the infamous ace of aces, the White Devil, instructor Takamachi Nanoha.
In the end, she had to write a report about the incident. Luckily, her commander and also best friend, Yagami Hayate had understood the situation. The shorter brunette had smiled and waved her hand dismissively. Others might think she was being partial towards the auburn beauty and she didn't care. She knew her friend and had complete trust in her in teaching the youngsters. The instructor's technique was unique and she had her own way to train the children.
Nanoha sighed again. She didn't want to make her students feel uncomfortable. But she could not accept disobedience, not in her class. The young woman stretched and glanced at the clock again. She thought back on earlier that day when she agreed on hanging out with Hayate and the Worlkenritter. At first, she refused, saying that she'd had enough of a tough day and needed nothing but to go home and rest. But her evil commander knew how to push her button. The brunette had pointed out many reasons why she should not be staying at home on Saturday night. First, Vivio was on training camp so there wasn't much cooking to do. And second, Fate wasn't home either so she had no one but herself for the night. The commander also said something about her own social life and whatnot. She stopped listening half through and instead agreed to go so that the agony debate would not go on.
And here she was now, at the bureau's fancy bar, sipping on her martini and waiting for the crew to come. Perfect sculpted eyebrows ceased. She wondered why they're so late.
Leaning back on her seat, Nanoha reminisced about that morning when she was wrapped in strong yet tender arms as they lied naked in their bed, cuddling after their til-morning intimate activity. She blushed when images of yesterday's night flooded her mind. She and Fate hadn't had much time together since her wife's missions and her class schedules always got in the way. They had accepted it to be part of their life since the day they said their vows to each other.
Her blonde wife had just come back home from a two-month long mission and she was looking forward spending time with her and Vivio. If only Fate knew how much she was missed. The enforcer had come back for three days and she was surrounded by people. Friends, comrades, commanders from other circles had come and said their congratulations on her recent mission. Nanoha had heard it was a really tough case. They had been chasing this criminal for years and still come back fruitless until Fate and her team. The auburn beauty smiled at the thought of her wife. Fate was beautiful, brave, talented, gentle and caring. Oh how she could go on forever praising her spouse.
"Hello? Earth to Nanoha."
She was brought out of her thoughts when someone with cheerful voice tackled her from behind.
"H-Hayate, you startled me there." Nanoha turned around to see a wide-grin face of her best friend and behind her was Signum, Vita and Shamal. "You guys were late. Something happened?"
"Oh it's nothing, some extra information from Fate-chan's latest mission that I have to fill in. It's all done now." The newcomers began to take their seats as well as calling for orders.
While waiting for their drinks, they sat chatting about work, life, some upcoming events. Hayate was talking animatedly about a certain commander and how he had embarrassed himself at a high-ups meeting and Nanoha was thankful for the distraction. Her first thought of the purpose of this hang-out was her and Fate's love life. The shorter brunette had been prying her from the first day Fate came back. She understood that Hayate was just worried about her and she wanted to make sure things between her and the blonde was okay. However, Nanoha was not the type of person that kiss and tell.
Their drinks came and the conversation became more heated, hence the inevitable talk. The instructor rolled her eyes at her friend's evil smirk. Guess she was happy too soon.
"So Nanoha, tell us about Fate-chan."
"There's nothing to tell."
"Oh come on! We're all girls here, don't be shy." Hayate said in her sing-song voice.
"What we meant was that we wanted to know if Fate-chan was ok. Is she hurt anywhere?" Shamal came in when she sensed a demonic aura coming from the auburn woman.
"No. not really. Aside from some bruises on her arms." She answered quickly, avoiding a certain person's eyes. "She's been careful lately, thanks to my constant complaining."
"When it comes to you, there's nothing she won't do." Shamal smiled sweetly, too sweetly.
"Oh trust me, Fate-chan hates the couch. So she would never disobey her mistress." Came the annoying commander. "Though I'm sure she wouldn't mind having you on the couch with her." The brunette ignored a death glare from the so-called White Devil throwing at her direction.
"Guys, if you don't have anything nice to say then I'd rather leave." Nanoha pretended to stand up and leave to be instantly grabbed at the hand.
"Sorry, Nanoha, I was just joking. Come on, sit down. That's an order."
"We were just worried about you." Shamal said quietly.
"Yeah. Fate has come back for three days and she is now a celebrity. We were afraid you would felt lonely and worst, abandoned." Vita chimed in, there was seriousness in her tone.
Nanoha had a puzzled look on her face. Why would they think she would feel abandoned? Surely, she was beginning to feel lonely as Fate was pulled away from her to parties and gatherings, but abandoned? No, she'd never felt that. Deep down, she was beyond happy for her wife as she had achieved what she always wanted, being the top enforcer. And she knew no matter what happened, Fate would always be hers to keep. She would always come back to her no matter how far she went and Nanoha would always be waiting and opening her arms. That was their promise.
"No. Absolutely no! Why would I?" Slate-blue eyes widened in surprise. "Trust me. There's no way I'd feel that way. Yes, I was a little bit lonely. But that's it." Nanoha tried to laugh it off. This was just ridiculous.
"Oh honey, we didn't mean anything weird, guess we're just worried for nothing. But if you feel the need to have company, just call us, ok?" Shamal gently took Nanoha's hands in her. She did not mean to upset the young woman.
"Look, Nanoha, I know that it's hard to be married to an enforcer, with her being away more than she's home." Now it was Hayate's turn to be serious. "And there's Vivio. So we'd like to help you, to share some of the responsibilities you have to take alone."
"We're sorry for not being there for you often." Signum muttered her strength not to sound indifferent.
Nanoha was touched. She didn't know what to say for a good few minutes. She regretted for doubting her friends about the hang-out. They were worried about her, they cared for her deeply.
"Thank you, guys. That's…I'm sorry for doubting you guys from the beginning." The instructor fought back some tears that threatened to fall.
"There, there." Shamal patted the younger woman back. The blonde knight smiled gently as if the woman before her was just a little child. Indeed, when she first met her, Nanoha was still a nine-year-old and now, she had grown into a fine woman, she was married and had a child. Time sure did pass so fast.
"Alright! Stop all the drama already!" Hayate suddenly pounded her fist on the table, drawing attention from a few officers nearby. "It's Saturday, and we intend to party until dawn. Let's get wasted!"
And with that, the five cheered and clashed their glasses.
Nanoha hurriedly walked to her house's door, she fished out the key from her pink purse and inserted it in the keyhole. The door creaked open to reveal a dark hallway. She quietly walked in, took out her heels and noticed that there was no sight of Fate's. The auburn beauty turned on the lights and made a bee line to the kitchen. She glanced at the clock, it was past midnight and Fate wasn't home yet. Pouring herself a glass of fresh water, she down the glass in one gulp and wiped her lips with her sleeve.
She walked to the living room and flopped down on the sofa. If Fate was going home late, surely she would have called. TSAB best instructor pulled out Raising Heart and check if there were any messages, the mail box was empty. Nanoha tried to not let paranoid enter her mind. Is Fate okay? What if she got caught in an accident for drunken driving? No. That can't be. Fate was the most responsible person she'd ever met. She was sure the blonde would not drive if she knew she was intoxicated. Suddenly, a thought enter her mind, making her sink deeper into the couch. Is she with someone?
Nanoha bolted upright, stomping her way down the hall to their bedroom and opened the adjacent bathroom's door a little too violently. She stripped and stepped in the shower. She decided to take a good shower before going to bed, to get rid of those stupid thoughts. In the shower, Nanoha let the hot water caress her body. The feeling reminded her of a certain person's touch, someone tall and beautiful, someone with blonde hair and magnetic red eyes. She recalled the times they shared the shower together, when Fate was behind her, pressing her bare front against her back, pinning her to the wall, hands slowly descended down her wet body. Nanoha suppressed a moan as she could feel blood rushing to her head. She turned the faucet off and stepped out of the shower. She made a mental note that hot shower wasn't an effective solution, especially in her current buzzed state.
The young woman walked out of the bathroom as she was drying herself. She sat down on their king bed and reached for the ruby orb on the nightstand. Nanoha twirled her device in her fingers, pondering whether she should call her wife to see if everything was alright.
A frown marred her beautiful face as Nanoha remember what Fate had told her this morning. "And she said she wouldn't be too long. And that she just wanted to be with me all day." She pursed her lips and collapsed onto the bed."Liar."
She was disappointed when her wife suddenly received a call invited her to join a party, and it was so early in the morning. It was a party to celebrate all enforcers who had contributed to the success of this mission. And since Fate was the hero of the operation, she had to come. She remembered how the blonde smiled nervously at her. She knew Fate didn't dare to ask for her permission and that upset her even more. She was her lover, not mother so the blonde didn't have to act so frightful. Was she a horrible wife who manipulated her spouse in fulfilling her personal desires? Was she too wrapped up with herself that she forgot about Fate's feelings? And with that, she sent Fate off with the sweetest smile she could make.
To tell the truth, Nanoha didn't want to let the blonde go, she wanted to be pampered all day and night. But she loved her wife after all. And loving her is to set her free, let her do what she wants, what makes her happy.
Fartigue began to get to her after a long tough day. Sleep invaded her senses as the young beauty slowly closed her eyes and sank further to the bed. She didn't forget to say the words, their words, every time they went to sleep, together or not. "Good night, Fate-chan."
She was woken up by the sound of loud knocks on the main door. Glancing at the clock on the bedside table, it read 2:30 AM. The knocking kept pounding her ears and she groaned out loud, nearly cursing. Nanoha quickly reached for her pink bathrobe and hurriedly wrapped it around her body. Jogging down the hall, she didn't forget to bring Rasing Heart with her. She never let her guard down, especially when Fate's not here and Vivio was still a child.
"Who is it?" The auburn beauty asked quietly as she looked through the peephole. She instantly recognized the trademark blonde hair of her wife and the purple hair woman who was carrying her by the shoulder.
"Hi, Nanoha. Sorry for bringing her home like this." Ginga Nakajima smiled ruefully at her. In her arms, a very intoxicated blonde enforcer was mumbling something incoherent.
"What the…" Nanoha gasped. She hastily reached for her wife and gently took her from Ginga. The blonde reeked of alcohol. Her hair was a mess and her uniform was rumpled and out of place. The auburn-hair woman had to hold her breath at the strong intoxicating scent radiating off her wife as she dragged the blonde to the couch with Ginga help.
They put her down gently. Ginga reached for the pillow nearby and placed it under her captain's head. "She was so excited and had downed a little too many shots that were thrown upon her." She looked at Fate affectionately and Nanoha didn't miss that.
"Well, thank you for bringing her home to me, um, Ginga. It's really late now, and I think you should get some rest, too." The instructor tried her best not to sound as if she was shooing the woman away. "How did you drive her home? "
"Oh, her car," And as if sensing Nanoha confusion, she continued."Don't worry, Subaru and Teana were outside waiting in my car. Someone has to drive that black monster home or when she wakes up, she'll be moping all morning. You'll see." Ginga laughed out loud, completely unaware of the uncomfortable look on the instructor's face.
"I guess I should say hi to them."
"No, no. No need to. It's really late and we're really sorry for barging in on your sleep like that. I'm leaving now."
The purple hair woman turned and walked to the door. Upon reaching the doorknob, she turned around to face Nanoha."Don't be mad at her, okay? She was just having some fun. It's been a while that I've seen her enjoyed herself. These missions are eating us up." Ginga smiled slightly and opened the door. "Night, Nanoha." And with that, she walked out and hopped on her car. In the dimly lit space with only one street light, Nanoha could make out Subaru and Teana inside. She waved to them and turned to walk inside her house.
The instructor pondered Ginga's words as she made her way to where her unconscious wife was. So Fate never really had fun being with her? That she was boring and could not make her happy, is that what she meant?
The thought of that purple hair woman just irritated her to no end. She knew Ginga had feelings for Fate. Although her wife always laughed and waved her hand dismissively at that, saying they were just friends, Nanoha knew better. Ginga didn't want to be just friends with Fate, she wanted more, much more. This could be bias of her but she was sure that sneaky little purple fur ball wanted her place, next to the blonde.
Fate was snoring now. She scratched her stomach and hung a leg over the couch's back. Oddly, in such disheveled state, the blonde looked extremely sexy to Nanoha. Her face softened as she watched her wife's sleeping face. Fate looked so innocent while sleeping. No wonder why that woman, she refused to say her name, wanted her. And Nanoha knew she was not the only one. There were many women who's after the blonde, whether for her beauty or her position in TSAB. She didn't want to know.
"Come on Fate-chan, let's get you off of these stinky clothes." Nanoha reached for her wife's black enforcer jacket and tried to pull it off her shoulders to stop dead at the sight before her eyes.
It was a red mark, no. It was a lipstick stain on the blonde's white dress shirt, right above her chest and near the collar. Nanoha sat right up, sky-like eyes turned dark as she stared hard at the red stain. Millions of thoughts ran through her already busy mind. Why is this thing on her shirt? Another woman gave it to her after a steamy make-out session? What is this all about?
Nanoha stood up too quickly that she stumbled back wards a few steps. She began to feel dizzy, her body went numb all of a sudden, her stomach churned and she squeezed her eyes shut to prevent hot tears that threaten to fall.
"Put yourself together, Nanoha. Don't jump to any conclusion right now." She breathed heavily. Her wife was still sleeping peacefully, unknown to anything in the world. Nanoha threw one last glance at that strikingly beautiful face before stomping away, leaving the half dress blonde alone on the couch in her drunken state.
Lying on the bed that night, alone, she tried her best not to think of the worst. She told herself that this whole situation was just a misunderstanding and the next morning she would ask Fate about the lip stain. Fate would never lie to her, that she was sure. Despite telling herself again and again that it was going to be okay, the auburn beauty couldn't stop the traitorous tears. "Stupid Fate-chan. Stupid."
Nanoha cried heself to sleep that night. In her dreams, she was shooting thousands of pink beams towards no one in particular. But she knew her targets wouldn't have any strenth left to walk on their own feet. And she smirked.
Fate awoke to the fine fragrance of freshly brewed coffee. She sat up straight to only collapsed back to the couch, hands clutching her head. Never in her life had she experienced such a terrible headache. She groaned as she slowly stood up and walked to the kitchen. All of her problems disappear at the sight of her beautiful wife, who was busy making breakfast at the moment. The blonde smiled to herself and made her way around the kitchen island to stand right behind the auburn beauty. She gently wrapped her arms around the woman's waist, waiting for her predictable reaction. Just as Fate thought, Nanoha let out a small gasp and quickly turned around.
Misty blue eyes clashed with burgundy ones for a moment before darting away. Nanoha gently pulled out of the blonde's grasp and walked to the cabinets in the opposite direction. Fate didn't miss this. She had felt something off in the way Nanoha's body had reacted to her touch and the somewhat hurtful look in her sapphire orbs. And she avoided her eyes. She'd never avoided her eyes. This was not something new, it's their morning ritual where Nanoha would cook and Fate would come and hug her from behind.
"Morning, Fate-chan." Her wife greeted her with a bright smile. Too bright.
"Morning, sunshine."
"You must be hungry."
"I'm starving."
They sat together and ate their breakfast quietly. Something definitely off this morning. They're never quiet whenever they're together. Nanoha would never let her have her meal in silence. She would pick up something to talk about, anything. This is too quiet. Fate glanced at the beautiful woman before her and she didn't even touch her food. Her wife was having a forlorn look on her face, and if look closely, her usual sparkling eyes were now dull and a little swollen. Was she crying?
"Nanoha, is everything okay?" Fate stopped eating and reached her hand across the table to grasp the woman's petit hand. To her surprise, the girl retracted her hand and looked away.
"Oh, I see. You're mad because I didn't inform you last night that I was going to be late." Fate spoke after a while. "I'm really sorry. You must've worried a lot. I gave Bardiche to Shari for maintenance and I didn't bring me a cellphone so…" The enforcer scratched her head in guilt. She nervously looked up at her wife to see the woman still wouldn't look at her.
"Nanoha?"
"What is that on your shirt?" the brunette suddenly said, startling her blonde wife.
"H-huh?" Fate looked down at her shirt and there it was, a bright red lipstick stain prodding at her eyes. "Eh?"
She looked at her wife, and looked down, and looked at her again. Her mind was running in full speed. She didn't know why this little stain was on her shirt. TSAB's best enforcer cracked her mind for any clues and none was surfaced.
"I-I don't know, Nanoha…I didn't…"
"So you're saying you didn't remember the woman you were making out with last night?" Nanoha stood up abruptly, knocking her chair to the ground. She turned and began to walk out of the room.
"N-no! What are you saying? Making out what?" Fate paled. She too, stumbled to stand and hurriedly after her furious wife. "Nanoha, please!" the blonde reached out and grabbed at the angry woman's hand to be slapped away with hostility.
"Don't touch me, Fate!"
Fate barely noticed the missing of the honorific -chan of her name as she was running after a fuming wife. Nanoha slammed the main door open and stomping out, she didn't forget to grab her jacket that was hung in the nearby wall. She walked to her car, opened the door and got inside, ignoring a flailing Fate.
"Nanoha, where are you going?"
"Away from you."
"Come on, don't do this." The blonde pleaded. She was really frightened right now. What if Nanoha went and never came back to her? No! She refused to think of that. She refused to think of a possibility that Nanoha wouldn't forgive her this time.
The instructor shoved her car key in the ignition and started the engine. The goddamn car chose this moment to break down. She turned the key and started the engine again. The worthless vehicle let out a deafening sound and smoke was emitting from its hood. Great! Now she got another problem to take care of.
The auburn beauty silently cursed and began to unfasten the seatbelt. She opened the car door and stepped out, didn't forget to slam it real hard. She threw a side glare at her fidgeting blonde lover, who was standing right beside her, eyes glued to her feet.
"Give me your car key." Nanoha ordered in a whisper.
"Huh?"
"Did you not hear me? I said 'Give me your car key'." The young woman said a little louder now. She blushed slightly when she noticed Fate was staring dumbfounded at her. She huffed and extended her hand to the blonde. "The key!"
"I don't have it now. It's in the house and…" Fate didn't have the chance to finish her sentence as her wife walked pass her towards the house.
"Nanoha." The enforcer once again followed her wife inside their house. She didn't dare stopping her this time as said woman was frantically looking for the car key. "Let me explain, will you?"
"Save it. Don't wanna hear."
"…"
Ten minutes later, the neighbors of the Takamachi-Harlaown residence watched the shorter one of the two get in a black fancy sport car and drove away. They also saw a disheveled blonde standing bare feet on their lawn, cursing at God in a language that no adult wants their children to know.
Nanoha drove but her mind was on different matter. Thinking back on it, she was being unreasonable. She had decided last night that she would hear Fate out but she let her emotions get the best of her. She felt a twinge of regret at what she had said to the blonde earlier. Fate-chan would be very sad right now. And when she's sad, she looks like a puppy. Nanoha smiled despite herself. Whatever the drama was, a puppy Fate would be irresistible.
The instructor pulled the car to a stop in front of a residence. She looked at the name and realized that she was parking outside of Hayate's house. The young beauty sighed. How ironic that she tried so hard to cover her personal life from her cheesy commander, but now facing a real problem, she had no one but her to rely on. Pulling out the red orb, she activated her device.
"My master."
"Raising Heart, call Hayate, please."
"Yes. My master."
"Hello~" Came a cheerful voice from the other side of the line. "What's the matter, hottie? Miss me already?" The brunette came to her window to wave at the woman in the car. She didn't miss the fact that Nanoha was using Fate's baby.
"Spare me, Hayate. Are you free now? I wanna go somewhere."
As if sensing something off about her best friend, the commander changed her tone into seriousness. "Sure, Nanoha. Give me five minutes." And she cut the line and went preparing.
Five minutes and thirty seconds later, the mischievous brunette was all settled inside the sport car. She fastened her seatbelt and turned to face the driver. "Care to tell me why we're in Fate-chan's precious baby?"
"My car broke down." Nanoha answered curtly.
"Okay… So what is it that you wanted to talk about?"
"Let's find a place to drink then I'll tell you." The young instructor started the engine and drove off the curb. "Right now all I need is some alcohol."
In a rather quiet bar since no one wanted a drink so early in a Sunday morning, two women clashed their glasses and downed the liquid in one gulp. The taller one immediately frowned and used her hand to fan at her hot face. Tears soon brimmed at her brilliant sapphire orbs as she coughed painfully. The other one was patting her friend's back as she knew too well the effect of the drink she had ordered for them both.
"Wow! That was…intense." Nanoha breathed. She struggled gasping for air.
"I know."
"How come you're so unaffected?"
"I had a special training, honey." Hayate smiled suggestively and looked away as if she was recalling a fun memory.
"Oh. Please don't tell me." The taller brunette waved her hands in protest and laughed merrily.
"So…that's how it is, huh?" Hayate began, breaking the comfortable silence.
"Yeah."
"Look, Nanoha, I'm not on any sides. I'm saying this as a friend of you, okay?" she paused to looked at the auburn woman before her and when she nodded, she continued. "I think you shouldn't jump to any conclusions right now. Listen to what she has to say. I'm sure this is just a misunderstanding. I know Fate-chan, and so do you. Do you really think she would do something like that to you?"
Silence reigned between the two. And after a long moment, Nanoha sighed.
"No."
"Exactly." The commander exclaimed. "Now, go home with your blondie. I'm sure she's whining like a puppy right now."
They both laughed at the thought of a golden pup with folded ears and big round red eyes brimming with tears.
"Seriously, sometimes she's just like a child." Nanoha said as she drove them back to the Yagami residence. "Can't believe she's a 25-year-old."
"Isn't that what made you fall so hard for her?" Hayate teased.
"One of many things. Yes." The sapphire-eye woman laughed. She felt so much better now than this morning. She was glad she had a talk with her best friend and also her maid of honor. "Thank you, Hayate."
"For what? For pointing out one of Fate-chan's cuteness huh?" The commander pretended to be oblivious to what her subordinate was referring to.
"You know what I mean." Nanoha rolled her eyes and smiled. "Once this is over, remind me to treat you to dinner, 'key?"
"…"
Upon not hearing a reply from her passenger, Nanoha turned to her friend just in time to catch something small and lace before Hayate hid the thing behind her back.
"What is it, Hayate?"
"Nothing."
"Hayate."
"It was nothing. Focus on the road, will you?" The brunette avoided sharp sapphire as she pointed to the road. And what Nanoha did next was beyond her imagination. The auburn beauty stamped her foot on the break making the car screeched and jerked back. And let not forget to mention that they were on the freeway with many cars surrounded them. They were causing a ruckus as other drivers was yelling and honking at them.
"Nanoha! Are you trying to kill us?" Hayate screamed as she watched the woman beside her in horror as she was pulling the car out of the lane.
"Quiet, Hayate." Nanoha coldly replied and Hayate knew that she'd better shut up.
The commander let out a relief sigh as finally they're out of all danger and honking and yelling. They were now parking in an unknown residence.
"Hand it over, Hayate. I won't ask twice." Nanoha nearly growled. She extended her hand towards her passenger while eyes were still looking ahead.
"Look, Nanoha, it's-"
"Please!"
"Alright." And she gave her the thing she was hiding.
The auburn woman turned to look at the garment. It was a pair of dark purple lace panties and looked like it was used. Nanoha suppressed the urge to tear the thin garment. Clearly it wasn't hers. She hated purple and she knew well about her lover's choices of underwear so it wasn't hers either. This belonged to another woman and it was in Fate's car, her respectful wife. Even fools would understand what this meant.
Hayate watched the young woman beside her carefully all the while. She mentally cursed her annoying curiosity. If she hadn't pulled the goddamn thing out under her seat, none of this would have happened. The commander stiffened as her friend leaned in to open the glove compartment and shoved the little thing inside before slamming it shut.
"Nanoha?" She held her breath as she chanced a glance at her friend. The girl's face was unreadable.
"I'm sorry, Hayate, but could you please call a cab to get home? I need to go somewhere else." And her voice was as unreadable as her profile.
Once again, silence reigned. But this time it wasn't a comfortable silence, it was oppressed.
"Okay." The brunette replied quietly after a good few minutes. She opened the car door and stepped out. "Nanoha, don't do anything stupid, 'key?" She bent down and spoke to the auburn-hair woman through the car window.
"Bye, Hayate." And she started the engine and drove off.
"Tch, this's going to be drama. I hope you'll survive this, Fate-chan." Hayate sighed as she pulled out her cellphone. "Hey, Vita-chan~ What are you doing?"
The girl on the other line grumbled something that made the commander smile. "Come pick me up then."
Fate was pacing the living room. She had called her wife like 20 times only to receive the busy tune. She wanted to talk to Nanoha, to explain to her that this whole ordeal was just a misunderstanding, and that it was as ridiculous as it was.
While Nanoha was away, she had flopped down on the couch, brooding all morning. Her mind had functioned to its limit when finally something clicked and she remembered how the incident happened. It was pretty fast and so she didn't noticed. Fate was leaving the pub in which they held the party and when she stepped outside, a woman who was walking in pumped into her. The blonde remembered she was pretty drunk at that moment and so she tripped on her and accidentally pressed her front to the girl's face. That explained why she had the stain on her chest. After that, she said sorry to the stranger and received a gentle smile from said person before joining Ginga and the crew in the car. They had a few shots later that night and she ended up waking in her house, on the couch.
Fate was pulling her hair out as she cursed herself for drinking too much when the door to their house suddenly opened. Her heart was hammering inside her chest as she waited for her wife to come in. Nanoha walked in and stopped at the threshold. She looked at Fate intently and to the blonde, her wife had never looked so sexy in her angry state. If Nanoha wasn't burning holes to her face with her glare, she would scoop her up and take her right then and there.
The auburn beauty finally broke the starring contest. She pulled out something inside her purse and threw the thing at the blonde.
"Who is this belongs to?" She hissed.
"…"
Fate was speechless. She had no idea what her wife was referring to. And what's with this underwear? She had never seen it before. It wasn't hers, wasn't Nanoha's. She was in complete and utter confusion. However, her enforcer mind was telling her that this was going to be trouble. She was in big, big trouble.
"Nanoha? What is this?"
"Doesn't seem familiar to you?" Nanoha mocked. "I found it in your car, baby."
"What? How-" And now she understood the situation she was in. Fate gaped at her wife, whine-red eyes widened in horror. "Nanoha, it's not what you think. I-"
"Please stop. Just tell me who it is." Nanoha cut in. She held up her hand in front of the blonde.
"Let me explain, Nanoha. This is a misunderstanding, okay? You just saw what your mind wanted you to see and-"
"WHO IS SHE?" The auburn beauty screamed at the blonde. She'd had enough. She didn't want to hear any more reasons.
"THERE IS NO ONE. GODDAMN IT!" Fate yelled back. She was reaching her limit. Why couldn't her wife listen to her? How could she ever think of her like that? The blonde looked up and she bit her lip. Nanoha was wiping, tears streaming down her perfect porcelain face as she stood there, trembling.
"Nanoha…"
"How could you?" Nanoha choked, her voice trembling with hurt and anger. "I trusted you."
Without saying a word, Fate moved forward and in a flash, she engulfed the sobbing woman with her strong arms. "I'm sorry Nanoha. Please don't cry. Don't cry."
Nanoha was too stunned to do anything. She stood still and let Fate hold her for a few seconds before pushing the blonde off. But Fate was stronger and she tightened her grip even more. She bent her head down and inhaled her wife's distinct scent as she buried her face in auburn locks. Oddly enough, seeing her beautiful wife crying aroused her. Fate couldn't help but kissed her lover's neck, unintentionally sending goosebumps down Nanoha's spine.
The auburn beauty gasped out loud as her capturer nipped on her ear, her weak spot. This only fueled the desires within the red-eyed enforcer as she pushed her wife back, pinning her against the opposite wall, and started raining kisses all over her neck and collar bones.
"No…stop…" Nanoha weakly protested. Her eyes squeezed shut, her head felt light and she couldn't think straight. She was supposed to be angry at the blonde, not wanting her.
And when hands slowly went up her thighs, reaching under her white skirt, sapphire pools shot open. Using all her strength, she shoved the blonde back. Fate stumbled backward. She had yet to regain her balance when a hand suddenly crashed at her face. Her left cheek burned at the surprised strike.
Her hand stung and began to feel numb as she had just swung it across the blonde's face. She pushed herself off the wall, her knuckles turned white as she gripped them so hard.
"Get out of my house." Nanoha snarled.
"Nanoha…"
"Get out now!"
"Goddamn it, Nanoha!" Fate slammed her fist on the wall."This is ridiculous!"
"Raising Heart." The auburn beauty pulled out her device. "Set up."
The blonde watched her wife's transformation in pure horror. She saw her pointing her staff at her, eyes turn a dark, dark shade of blue. "Nanoha, don't."
"Starlight-"
"Alright! Alright! You win. You win, Nanoha." Fate waved her hands in front of her as if to prevent the death that laid upon her. Her face was as pale as a ghost as she looked wide-eye at her scary wife."I'll leave okay? Just…don't do it here. Please!"
And the blonde cautiously walked out of the living room, her eyes never left blue orbs. Nanoha could hear Fate cursing as she opened the main door before slamming it shut. She thanked whatever God was there for having Vivio away. She didn't know what to do if her daughter was to witness her parents' fight.
Thinking of Vivio and the possibility of a divorce, the auburn beauty collapsed to the floor. She buried her face in her hands and cried.
AN: Hello~ I'm back. I'm planning on making this a one-shot but turns out it'll be a two-shot. I just think I need to cut it in half. Anyways, this is based on a situation my friends was once in and the outcome was just hilarious so I thought I had to write something about it. Oh, it will be M-rated in Chapter 2 for some lemon, if you know what I mean.
To anyone who wondering about my other story Far and Away, I'm working on it, guys. I won't drop it, that I'm sure. And to those who haven't read it, go check it out!
That's it! Hope you enjoy. See ya in next chapter!
P/s: I had a really hard time naming this story and I'm still not happy with it.