I've been writing a lot of yuri stories recently…so I decided to switch from quantity of stories to quantity of couples. How many couples are in this story?

25.

Some have ground…some are crack…some make no sense regardless of what dimension you live in. Enjoy.


DING DING

"I'm coming…" The middle-aged woman with the unusual-color of light blue for hair walked to the oaken counter where a couple were waiting with their bags. She groaned as she messed with her hair to tie it back into a ponytail. After a long yawn, she got into business mood.

"Hello…" She yawned again. Good. Show the customers just how lazy you are. "…welcome to Lezzie Hotel, the No. 1 stop for lesbians, and only for lesbians. I'm Athanasia Zeal, owner. Do you have a reservation?" She looked at the couple with clearer eyes. The one on the left was a dark rabbit-eared woman with white hair. She was holding hands with a busty red-haired girl, quite happy to be here. Her partner seemed to be slightly bored.

"Hi!" Said the chipper red head. "Jessica and Fran Albert?" Athanasia flipped through the big book, accidently ripping one of the pages in the progress. She sighed for a second while still searching for the two. Eleven pages in, she found the two. Jessica and Fran Albert. Two weeks, Room 315. Paid in full.

"Here." Athanasia grabbed the key with 315 and tossed it to Fran, who caught it. "Also…" She opened the drawer and shuffled through it, grabbing two keycards and handing them to both. "This opens the pool, gym, and the bar."

"Hey." Fran spoke up. Athanasia looked up to actually see the 'statue' talking. "Not to sound like a tacky tourist, but your website said 'we serve with smiles.' What gives?"

"I'm sorry." Athanasia sighed. "Business has been kinda slow recently. We aren't getting any new customers, and we have a lot of couples staying on. They get a discount, so money is kinda short." She bowed her head. "I apologize."

"That's okay." A faint smile came to Fran's face.

"Hold on…don't go anywhere." Athanasia ran back to her and her partner's room. It may be under the dual staircase, but it was arguably the best room in the place, save for the four penthouses, but this room was larger. In the queen bed laid a sleeping blonde woman with a strong build.

"Ayla!" Athanasia shook her partner. "We got customers!"

"Nadia…a few more…zzz…my boobs need comfort…" Nadia sighed. Lifting her slippered foot, she gently shoved Ayla out of the bed, causing the amazon to flop around and shot up. "Nadia!"

"Come on…we got new customers." Nadia grabbed a grey robe from the coat rack and threw at Ayla, who only had on yellow underwear. Ayla yawned, and put the robe on, walking ahead of the Nadia.

"Good morning!" Ayla immediately put on a chipper attitude. "I'm Ayla Zeal, the second owner! I also double as the bag lady!" She grabbed the four large suitcases and walked up the stairs. "Come on! Keep up!"

"She doesn't even know what room we have…" Jessica pointed out.

"Oh, don't worry." Nadia finally emerged from her room. "She'll be at your room when you get there. We check out rooms in order, so Room 315 is the first room to not be occupied, or in need of repair. We had a large convention three weeks ago, and the second floor is the need of serious repairs."

"That bad?" Fran asked.

"That bad." Nadia replied. "You better head up and catch her…she might get bored and come back down." The couple thanked Nadia and walked upstairs, leaving Nadia alone on the ground floor.

She looked at the grandfather clock, just five feet away. Five minutes off…so…damn, only 7:24? Usually the day started at nine for the hotel. Nadia decided to turn in for now. Miss Wuya would be complaining in exactly two hours and four minutes…


"What took you so long?"

Jessica and Fran were surprised to see that Nadia was right, Ayla managed to beat them to their room. There wasn't an elevator, (As their was only five floors, including the bottom floor, not including the penthouses.) so Ayla carried over hundred pounds of luggage up thirty feet. She continued to hold the suitcases; like pillows.

"Did you participate in the Olympics?" Asked Jessica.

"Nah." Ayla smiled. "I train people for the Olympics."

"So this is a side job?" Again asked Jessica.

"Nah! I took a break to help my wife." Ayla laughed a loud one.

"Keep it down!" Shouted a young woman from the next door on the right.

"Sorry, Ino!" Ayla said back. "Can you please open the door please?" Fran nodded, and opened the door with the key, as soon the door clicked open, and Ayla ran and threw the suitcases on the queen bed. "All right!" Ayla said, keeping her voice down. "The pool is open 24/7, unless someone uses the key inside to lock it. Just remember to clean the pool afterwards! The gym is also open 24/7, but you can't lock it. No one likes sex on the hard floor. The bar is open from 8 p.m. to 4 a.m. Wear clothes! No nudity! Gotta to go!" She darted out before the couple could enter the room.

"…you didn't book us in a brothel?" Asked Jessica, flopping down the bed's open space.

"No. It's clean." Fran wiped the dresser, expecting dust, but getting none. "It's a lesbian only hotel, so it can be expected that some couples are here just for the sex."

"Still, it seems like a nice place." Jessica opened the drawer and found the remote to the TV and the guide. "Hey, all the channels are free!"

"So we got married and went on a honeymoon just to watch TV?" Kidded Fran.

"Just saying." Jessica raised her arms in defense.

"Heh." Fran opened the red suitcase, the one carrying her clothes. As she got to work placing her shirts into the drawer, someone knocked the door.

"I get it." Jessica got up and opened the door. There stood another blonde woman, this one with long (Not as long as Ayla.) straight hair, which covered one eye. She wore purple pajamas, and looked to be in the early 20s. "I'm sorry, did we disturb you?"

"Not you. Ayla." Ino put her hand forward. "Ino Yamanaka. I live next door."

"Jessica Albert, and that's Fran." Jessica took the hand and shook. With a wave of hand, Jessica invited Ino inside. Fran stopped unpacking. "Is Ayla like that?" Asked the rabbit.

"Yep. Loud, energetic, and strong. Really. The last woman who got into a fight with her left the country. True story." Ino giggled. "But still, she's nice. A little more nice than Nadia."

"You mean Athanasia?" Asked Jessica.

"We all call her Nadia. She's nice too, but things haven't been going well."

"Like the hotel." Said Fran.

"Sadly. This place really is great. Are you staying here for long?"

"Nah." Fran replied. "Just two weeks. It's our honeymoon."

"Ah." Ino waved her hand back and forth. "Well, me and Tsunade, my beloved, have been living here for seven months, and we haven't a moment where we stopped and thought about moving away."

"We have friends and family back home." Jessica explained. "And besides, two weeks is all we can afford."

"Well, I won't try to convince you then." Ino got up. "Everyone gets up at nine, so that's when breakfast is served. The diner room is on the first floor. See you there…I got to get back to Tsunade. She's not feeling well." The blonde girl got up and left, saying a good-bye before closing the door.

"Well…" Jessica stroked a finger up and down Fran's arm. "…we got some time…"

"To unpack our belongings, as to clear off the bed." Fran got up and resumed her unpacking. Jessica sighed, and got to work doing hers.


An hour and a half later, the Alberts finished their packing, got settled, and made their way to the diner. Along the way, they passed by Ino, holding hands with a taller blonde woman, obviously Tsunade.

"Oh…Jessica and Fran…right?" Tsunade asked, her voice weak. "Nice to meet you…sorry, I'm down with the weather…"

"Have you called a doctor?" Asked Jessica.

"It's not that bad." Tsunade said, her voice regaining strength. "Don't worry…I'm not infectious…"

"Nice to meet you." Fran said.

"Come on, it's pancakes today!" Ino said, picking up pace.

The four reached the diner room, where Fran and Jessica were amazed to see the various couples all throughout the diner. Fran recognized two such couples eating together. There was Lulu and Rikku; they're sophomores when Fran was a senior during high school. She recalled a rumor about the two she overheard, apparently Rikku saved Lulu from a drunken boyfriend. And there was two other sophomores: Yuna and LeBlanc. This surprised Fran, as the two were enemies during school, and they both had boyfriends. Then again, it had been six years since high school, things change.

Jessica also saw two couples she recognized, but mostly by popularity. Holli Would and Jessica Rabbit…but was that their last names now? Roger died in an accident, and Holli divorced, so was Jessica now Jessica Would? The singer and dancer looked friendly together, though Jessica Albert was amazed to be in the building as another red-haired Jessica. Things might get confusing. The other couple was the actual queens of Mars, (As in the planet.) the original queen Tyr'ahnee and the one who entered by marriage, Amy Wong. Jessica recalled a newspaper article detailing that the two met under hostile conditions (Amy's dad tried to steal a Martian relic) and things kicked off from there. Actually, Jessica remembered the article for the cover; she wanted to dress up her and Fran in the queen's outfit.

"Come over here." Ino said, after all four of them got their food. She walked over to a table on the east end of the room. "This is where our neighbors eat. We have a little group."

Fran and Jessica followed the blonde couple to the table. There sat four couples, all eating pancakes dressed with various fruits and syrups. The couple sitting at the left end of the table was a serious-looking, short-straight blonde sitting with a young, short-shaggy black haired girl. The next couple that drew Jessica and Fran's attention was on the one that sat near the other end of the left side. A cat girl with blue and white hair was very energetic to try to feed a very busty woman with long green hair and bat wings.

The other two couples sat on the other end. The closest one were a young couple, couldn't be much older than early twenties. A very light tanned girl with short teal green hair was picking at her food, while her dark-toned, with dark orange-brown hair partner was trying to coax her into eating. The fourth couple couldn't be dressed differently. One woman had a gothic style going on, her hair and dress were black, purple, and blue, and her partner, a deep red demon with faint blue hair, wore a bland-colored formal outfit and glasses.

"Hi!" Said the dark-toned girl from the third couple. "How're you doing, Tsunade?"

"Fine, Natsuki." The two blondes sat down together on the side of the latter two. "Girls, this Jessica and Fran Albert. They live next door." She pointed to each woman in order.

"Hi!" Jessica waved to the couples, while Fran did a silent wave. They sat in the middle of the former two. "We're from New London."

"Hey, so are we!" Said the black-haired girl. "Remember Mr. Satan?"

"Who would forget?." Fran took a deep look at the girl. "I remember you. You're his daughter. Videl, right?"

"Yeah!" Her partner looked at her with stern eyes. "Oh. This my wife, 18."

"18?" Asked Jessica.

"My father never believed in originality." 18 spoke up, surprising the Alberts. She seemed to be very quiet, as if she was observing something.

"I try to give you a name…" Videl looked amused at 18.

"I'm fine with 18. Nice to meet you." 18 extended her hand out, which Fran shook.

"Well…" Natsuki said. "We might as well introduce ourselves. I'm Natsuki Yamagishi, and this Fuuka." Fuuka held a hand up in politeness. "She's shy." Natsuki placed a hand in Fukka's hair and shook it around.

"Natsuki!" Fuuka spoke out. She sounded reserved. Jessica made a mental note to not to talk with Fuuka for long periods of time.

"We're newly weds." Natsuki shined a silver ring at the Alberts.

"Funny." Jessica smiled. "So are we." She flashed a gold band. Fran noticed a sign of jealously in Natsuki's eyes. Fuuka fidgeted. Fran's thoughts wandered to the idea that the marriage might not have been that…great. Natsuki sat down.

"My turn!" The cat girl shot up, with the bat woman looking on a bit annoyed. "I'm Felicia, and this is Morrigan Aensland!" She grabbed Morrigan in a hug. "Married for four years!"

"Nice detail there." Morrigan said. A Scottish accent? Jessica never heard a woman speak with a Scottish accent. Now she kinda wished that Fran would speak with accent.

"We live in Room 312. Give us a call if you need anything!" Felicia placed a wet one on Morrigan's lips before sitting down. "Your turn, Stocking!"

"Yah, yah." Stocking, the goth girl, said with a full mouth. She swallowed her pancakes before speaking up. "I'm Stocking Anarchy, and this Kneesocks. We're also newly wed."

"But…" Kneesocks spoke like how she dressed. "…unlike you and the Yamagishis, we have siblings here. See the blonde girl raising a ruckus with the other red skinned demon?" She pointed over to the next table. A blonde woman dressed in a skimpy red outfit was stealing pancakes from a young Japanese girl, while a second demon wearing the same outfit as Kneesocks but with a wilder look was fending off the Japanese girl's partner, a dark-tanned Japanese girl with a stronger build.

"That's Scanty…" Kneesocks pointed to her sister, as the dark-tanned girl punched her. "…and that's Panty." As she pointed, the Japanese couple teamed up to dump syrupy pancakes on Panty. The sisters ran out, covered in syrup. "They might be not gay."

"How did they get a room then? And why come here?" Asked Jessica.

"Because they were against the wedding." Replied Stocking, retracting her arm from Kneesock's plate, having placed something in the pancakes. "And they put on a good act. They're pathetic…but family."

So the six couples continued to talk over the pancakes. They discussed jobs, foods they enjoyed, their marriages, (Funny how all six were married instead of just dating.) and other things. Jessica and Fran just made ten new friends, despite all of them knowing that this friendship would end in fourteen days.

Well, they were going to make the best of it.