Prologue
I do not own Strawberry panic or any of the characters, this story is based off the anime series and some happenings in my school (an all girls catholic school and everything x3). I hope you enjoy, it's my first fanfic. I have lots of ideas and I'm writing the next chapters this minute (well obviously not this very minute, I'm writing this) and if I get reviews and I know people are reading I'll keep writing.
This story is written in first person from the percpectives of Shizuma, Nagisa, Tamao and somebody else ;) (It might be obvious who but I'm still not saying). And more importantly it's written by an actual lesbian who knows what she's talking about and not some horny guy who thinks he knows what he's talking about. Oh and just to warn you, this story's going to be long.
Shizuma
The sky was a dusty violet, the fleecy clouds were russet, the pale moon shone hanging among it all. The sky looked different than it usually did on Astraea hill. The tree's branches and twigs were frozen and wrapped with sparkling ice. The ground was covered in thick, glittering snow. I usually heard birds this close to dawn, but it was 5:10 and it was still dark. All I could hear was the soft breathing of Nagisa. I was used to girls sleeping in my room unless they were sixth years. Once you go into sixth year you get your own room so that's why. Other girls had their roommates to worry about. It was easier sleeping with sixth years then returning to my own dorm than having to be nice to them in the morning, have them leave then barely speak to them again. I'll admit it was a pain not ignoring them, I often gave them false hope again. If I did ignore them I wouldn't be loved. I had to make them believe they weren't hurt but after a while I realised it wasn't worth the effort, they still loved me even if they only lasted a night. Sluts.
"Shizuma-sama?"
It was bright enough for me to see Nagisa pop her red head from the covers. She fell asleep on her stomach, I had no idea how people could sleep like that.
"What time is it?" Before I could open my mouth she went on.
"Why are you up?"
It was my last day in school, my graduation day. I'd just ran off with Nagisa earlier today, and instead of going somewhere romantic we ended up sneaking into my room. A lot was happening, I couldn't sleep. My blood was still hot from last night, my head was still giddy, my heart was still rapidly pumping hot electric blood into my body. I felt so light, like that same hot blood had evaporated inside my skin from the heat. All I had on me was a skimpy night dress I wore to impress but I wasn't cold.
"I'm just looking at the snow…"
Nagisa lifted her weight onto her slender arms in front of her. I caught sight of her breasts again, they were bigger than I imagined and like I guessed she had small pink nipples, but I never would've guessed she'd like to have so much attention just for them when she had other parts I needed to get to. That made me remember the first time she was in my room, she was surprised by how good it felt to have your breasts touched (so was I the first time). Nagisa blinked, then blinked some more.
"But it's cold."
I looked back out the window, trying to bend down my smile.
"Oh…I thought you were just excited to see me."
I side glanced at Nagisa. Trying to compress laughter after seeing her glowing red cheeks, she was sitting up and had the duvet pulled up to her cheeks.
"Come back to bed…."
She complained, her voice muffled by the duvet. I dropped the night gown, I let its silkiness cascade down my body and onto the floor. Nagisa still had the duvet over her cheeks, but her eyes were half closed, staring at my bare form with intoxicated lust. God I loved innocent girls with no experience who were accidentally expressive in everyway possible. It was just too easy. I crawled onto the bed and lay down, Nagisa lay down too wrapping the duvet around me, cosier herself up to me. I kissed her fiery cheek and brushed passed her breasts on my way to grasping her shoulder in my hand, her head snapped back to my delight, I loved her soft, natural sounding moans. It was way better than those sluts who made huge exaggerated gasps, moans and body movements. Everything about this was so perfect. Nagisa was so cute and so Goddamn warm. I forgot how nice it was to wake up beside someone you love to a warm snuggle, especially when we were both still naked. I nuzzled into her neck and kissed every inch I could while being held tightly in her arms. Her breath was shallow. I gave her a soft peck on the lips. She wanted more, I could tell, but I pulled her head into the top of my chest instead and proceeded to get some more sleep. I was going to need it for my big day ahead.
"Shizuma?"
"Hmmm?" I could feel her breath against my neck, it created condensation making it moist.
"I can't breath."