In a way, Kagami admired Konata. Her laid-back demeanor and ability to enjoy everything surpassed the skills of the ever-logical girl. Aside from that, she wasn't hard on the eyes—long, blue hair and mischievous feline smile only added to the natural cuteness of her face (not to mention the adorable mole on her still-round cheek). Short stature and lateness to puberty only added more.
As Kagami took careful note of these things, she realized how lucky she was to have such a friend. And (being the observant student that she was), she noticed something different, and a little unsettling: Konata was utterly kissable. With this sudden knowledge, all the blood rushed to Kagami's head, pounding in her ears and dying her face a deep pink.
"Kagamin? You're blushing."
Any other moment, that would have been a good voice for her to hear, but she had just made a discovery that she felt could easily damage their close friendship.
"I-I-I—" she stuttered, embarrassed to appear this way before her two friends and her sister, "I was thinking about—about that manga you lent me!"
"Oh?" Konata's voice lifted at the end with a small hint of affection that a stranger would confuse for insincerity.
"Y-Yeah…"
Konata snickered. "You read it? Did you like it? I thought you didn't like Yuri."
Kagami's cheeks heated up even more. In all honesty, she had thrown the book on her desk, and hadn't sent it a second glance since then.
"Yuri?!" she sputtered, not entirely aware how awkward it sounded. Konata had lent her manga. Konata had lesbian manga, and she lent it to her.
Her blush darkened yet again, and she frantically blurted out, "I-I have to go to the bathroom!"
Pushing her chair backwards from the desk with a loud screech, she tidied up her lunch mess, and scurried out of the classroom.
After several seconds of power walking, she slowed to a stop in the middle of the hall.
'Why,' she wondered in regard to Konata, 'Was I thinking about her in the first place?'
If she thought about anything specific at all, it was usually something to do with schoolwork, or how to comfort her twin after watching a particularly scary movie. She was becoming illogical, and it terrified her. Sense was her foundation, and it was what kept her from being a slacker with no concept of self-preservation. 'Like Konata.'
"Konata," she mouthed, softly moaning the word as if it were candy.
And then it made sense. Or, as much sense as it could make to a recently senseless person like Kagami. She was in love with her best friend. And it was comforting and shattering and daunting. Being aware of her emotions relaxed her, explained to her why she felt this way. However, she wanted to keep their relationship the same, to enjoy the guilty pleasure of Konata's company while it lasted. The world was becoming a more tolerant place—most people would not shun her for liking another girl, but she still felt humiliated. A rush of emotions filled and clouded her mind at the new discovery of her feelings, and she could no longer determine which was the strongest. Glad, curious, disappointed, miserable, laughed at…
She took several deep breaths, before turning, and heading back to class.
I'll deal with Konata later…
A/N: Yish, it was so awkward writing this in school. I kept expecting someone to snatch my notebook and call me lesbian. TT
Just so you all know, I'll be updating the second chapter soon, and it won't be as crappy as this one because I won't write it in class.
Dedicated to my lovely hubby and wifey. :D Kissu!