Hey guys, it's Jana! This is the first chapter of my new story, Lying from you. Enjoy, and please Read and Review!

Disclaimer: I don't own Strawberry Panic! or any of its characters. But if I did... oh, the fluffehness xD

The first lie

3 weeks... it has been three weeks since that fateful incident with Hikari. Three weeks since I broke her heart and mended it again, and also three weeks since my heart was broken...

Broken hearts all around, because of me. Sadness and indecision, because of me. That's not the worst part. I feel as if you are no longer there, Hikari... you're here in person, but did you truly forgive me? I need forgiveness... no. I need you...

Ugh. Stop it, Yaya. You've fantasized about her enough; just look where it got you. You had to act on your love at exactly the wrong moment, when she is already falling for someone else. What kind of friend are you, Yaya?

Not a very good friend, indeed...

A good friend should have supported her new relationship, not confusing it with their own personal problems. But that's the issue, right there...

After what I've done, I don't deserve Hikari. I don't deserve her laugh, her smile, her pouty face when she gets angry; none of it.

I hurt her. I'm sorry, Hikari, for not being the friend you truly deserve...

I'm sorry...

6 weeks after incident

I groaned in resignation. "Here we go again," I thought.

Standing in front of me was no other than Tsubomi Okukawa, the fiery pinkette. Any other day, that would have been fine with me. Problem is, I haven't been going to the Saintly Chorus rehearsals much... they remind me too much of a certain 'someone' who is in the Chorus with me.

"... Yaya, listen up!"

Her disuse of the customary honorific caused my head to come down from the clouds. "Hey, what happened to the senpai part?"

Her face flushed. She said, "I was trying to get your attention. I didn't mean anything by it, Yaya-sen-"

I had leaned forward towards her face, causing her to stop talking. We were close enough that our breaths mingled together, and I stared into her eyes. 'Tannish,' I thought, 'with golden flecks here and there.' I smiled devilishly, not realizing Tsubomi's facial expression until it was too late.

"EWWWWWW!"

I jumped back from Tsubomi, which didn't make a difference as I was sitting on a bench. Rubbing my lips vigorously with my hand, I shot her a venomous glare. "What the hell was that for!"

"I-It w-wasn't on p-pu-purpose, I swear!" She sputtered out, face as red as a tomato.

Deciding it was time to have some fun, I leaned forward again and gently took each of her hands in one of my own. I marveled at the smoothness of her skin, and reminded myself for the nth time to ask what kind of lotion she used. 'Whoa, Yaya,' I thought, 'Getting way ahead of yourself. Just concentrate...' I pulled her closer, hearing her gasp out 'Yaya-senpai'. My smile returned, bigger and more evil than before. Slowly but surely, I led her face towards mine, making a beeline for her lips, slightly wet and tantalizing... Then I suddenly changed course for her neck, and nuzzled there a bit before placing my lips on a more exposed part of her neck, forming a seal, and sucking as hard as I could.

Her reaction was not what I expected. "Uuuuunnghh - Yaya-senpai..." she moaned loudly, arching her back and pushing her neck further into my mouth.

'Ehhhh, what the hell!' I thought frantically. People are not supposed to feel pleasure from hickeys. I know I didn't. Unless... her neck was her sensitive spot. Upon that thought, I grinned through the hickey that Tsubomi was receiving. Breaking the seal, I licked the hickey gently before moving to another spot on her neck and giving her another hickey. This time, Tsubomi barely stifled her scream, instead letting out a strangled moan. I let go suddenly and swiftly, effectively cutting of Tsubomi's source of pleasure (albeit a weird source, but a source nonetheless).

I sat back happily and licked my lips slowly. 'Mmmm... creamy, smooth skin - a little sweaty though,' I thought mischeviously. Looking up at Tsubomi, I immediately broke into uncontrollable laughter. Her expression resembled that of a four year old that just got her favorite doll taken away. 'Priceless,' I thought with mirth.

"Yaya-senpai, what was that for?" she whined. I just kept laughing.

After I got over my laughing spree, I remembered something. "Tsubomi, didn't you have something important to tell me?"

She looked dumbfounded for a second, then brightened. "Yeah! I was going to ask for the reason you're not going to Saintly Chorus rehearsal. It's extremely irresponsible! It doesn't help that you are our lead alto, Yaya-senpai. It is your duty to co-come t-to...our..."

She blushed and stopped talking immediately when I leaned forward again. 'Ahah! Something's definitely up with Tsubomi... she keeps blushing,' I thought. "So... you were worried about me? Hmmm? Tsubomi-chan?" I tilted my head slightly, trying to look puzzled yet teasing at the same time.

When she heard this, her expression turned from angry to mortified in a split second. "Me, worried about you?" she scoffed. "Yeah, right, like that'll ever happen. I'm just telling you this for the sake of the Saintly Chorus, not you, Yaya-senpai."

'Damn. Some people never change,' I thought wryly. I glanced at Tsubomi. "Well, it's late. Let's get back to the Strawberry Dorms; I think we can make it for dinner."

Upon hearing that, she changed her demeanor immediately. "D-do you w-want m-me to c-come w-with you?" Her face was slightly flushed, and she fidgeted nervously from foot to foot.

I laughed for the second time, glad that I was able to forget Hikari for some time, with Tsubomi's help, of course. "Of course, silly!" I smiled my first real smile for weeks. "What, do you think I'm going to leave a cutey pie girl like you here all alone to get taken advantage of?" I winked at her.

She turned away from me and started walking along the path to the dormitories, but I saw the intense blush on her face before she had hidden it from me. I shook my head, still feeling the smile on my face as I turned to follow her.

Hikari's POV

'Where is Yaya-chan and Tsubomi-chan?' thought worriedly.

I was sitting at my usual spot on the Spica table - between Yaya-chan and Tsubomi-chan, who were the only people absent from the table. She was worried something happened to them, no... I was worried something happened to Yaya-chan. Sure, we had made up after Yaya-chan's mistake - no, accident - but I ended up avoiding Yaya-chan for a while. Or was it the other way around? Either way, I wasn't sure...

I always thought Yaya-chan liked someone, but I never thought she would mistake me for her. Unless... no. Hikari-san, that is one depraved thought. Yaya-chan is only a friend, my best friend.

My thoughts were interrupted as a pair of students came in the dining hall laughing. I looked up, and there she was - Yaya-chan! I immediately started to stand to greet her, but something stopped me. I felt a little uneasy; I hadn't talked to her in over 6 weeks. It was really my fault - I felt a little guilty for spending so much time with Amane-senpai, but Yaya-chan understands. Right?...

As Yaya-chan and Tsubomi-chan made their way over to where I was sitting, I noticed some new things about her. She was thinner; was she eating properly? Her skin a little paler than usual, and her hair was a little unkempt - probably she hasn't brushed it in a while. She had deep bags under her eyes, but she had attempted to cover them with a little make-up. Her smile was the newest addition; I had never seen a smile that could be so big, yet contain so much hurt. I wondered again whether something had happened to Yaya-chan...

I made up my mind. Standing up, I decided then that I would repair our friendship, no matter what it took. I attempted to put a smile on my face, took a deep breath, and waited...

Yaya's POV

The entire walk with Tsubomi to the dining hall was the best twenty minutes of the past six weeks of my life. I was finally able to put Hikari out of my perverted mind for a bit; that little bit of time made a difference. I felt a weight lift off my shoulders - like maybe I could finally be okay with losing Hikari to Amane. My smile became wider, if that was possible.

For the first time, I actually got along with Tsubomi. I had a normal, engaging, hilarious conversation with her, and it felt completely natural. "I think I can do this," I thought. I laughed just for the sake of laughing, and Tsubomi laughed along with me. I was the happiest person on the world in that moment - the moment I had decided that Hikari was lost to me forever, and I had to move on.

Finally arriving at the dining hall entrance, we walked straight in, still laughing like there was no tomorrow. We stopped laughing immediately, but the smile was still on my face. Surveying the crowd of students, we quickly located our seats and walked over - well, Tsubomi did. But the moment I saw Hikari again, my self-confidence in my choice came crashing down.

'I'm helpless... again,' I thought humorlessly. 'She looks different...' She looked taller, and held herself higher; she looked even cuter than before if that was possible. I'd even call her beautiful, but that's not really a word I like using. I looked at her hands, slightly curled into fists out of anger or determination, I wasn't sure which (I hoped it was the first). My eyes grazed over her body, taking in her graceful curves and angles. I guess she noticed, becuase she wiggled her butt in the most enticing way; to say the least, it got my attention all right. She giggled nervously; I finally got the courage to look up at her face. 'Damn... there's no way out now, Yaya,' I thought. I ran my eyes over her lips, slightly pouted; her cheeks with a little blush present; and finally, her eyes, the blue sapphire orbs that had captivated me in their innocence the first time I saw them. I couldn't look away; they were like pools of crystal cool water, yet I felt on fire when gazing into them.

I didn't know what to say; what could I have said? I hadn't seen her in six weeks, and that's an amazing feat considering we were roommates. I had woken up early and left the room early, eaten dinner alone and sleeping early just to put us apart. I didn't mean for our friendship to drift apart; I just felt that we both needed time to think about what happened. I needed consolation and punishment; she needed comfort and assurance. I had spent the next six weeks after the incident by myself, in my own cocoon of silence and loneliness. She... well, she had Amane. And... if Amane makes my Hikari happy, then Amane it is.

'Damn,' I thought for the third time today, 'Did I just say "my Hikari"?' Well, no matter.

I searched her face for any resemblance of emotion; anger, hate, regret, uneasiness, I looked for them all. But all I saw was relief, and happiness; what did I do that made it so that seeing me would create these emotions? Certainly not that accident.

Seeing her happiness and relief assured me that she didn't hate me. But, was she still scared of me? I put the softest and warming smile that I could on my face. "Hello, Hikari," I smiled gently.

Upon hearing this, she opened her arms wide and said just as softly, "Hello, Yaya-chan."

I interpreted this gesture as a want for a hug, and I moved in for one. The moment I made contact with her skin, she gasped and shrunk back a little. 'Just as I thought,' I thought dissapointedly. I made to let her go, and she pushed herself back a little and clutched at herself.

I smiled again to hide the hurt, but I'm not sure I succeeded, as Hikari made as if to apologize. "Yaya-chan, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to-"

I just shook my head and said, "It's nothing. Come on, let's sit down and eat; everybody is looking at us." Sure enough, most, if not all, of the room was staring in our direction. Hikari, seeing this, blushed furiously, and promptly sat down and stared at her hands. I giggled a little, but it wasn't real; I was getting that feeling of emptiness again. Cursing at myself for having this run-in with Hikari, I sat down and spent the remainder of dinner trying not to look at Hikari and staring at Tsubomi to get all thoughts of Hikari out of my mind. 'Ugh... dinner's going to be a bitch,' I thought morosely, and steeled myself for the next agonizingly painful hour.

to be continued...

Author's note: LOL. I honestly didn't mean for the story to turn out so... funny. xD It was supposed to be dark and emo and angsty, yet it turns into semi-fluff and emo-wannabe. :/ well, I guess that's what happens when you write without a plan. :) but i like it! please R&R! suggestions are very welcome, as I am not very imaginative(: