They set aside one day to confess their sins. That left six more to commit them.

Haruka.

She stood awkwardly behind the Sister waiting patiently to be noticed. Though if the nun took much longer she was in danger of running because it was hard enough to drag herself here in the first place, this waiting was just cruel but she couldn't bring herself to interrupt the clergy woman's prayers.

"Yes Suzushiro-san? Do you have a student in need of guidance?" the sister finally noticed the disciplinarian of the school.

Her right arm was across her chest clutching at her left arm in a not quite hug "No...I'm here for myself." It was a lot harder than she would like to admit to say that.

"I see," though by the woman's wide eyes and surprised manner she didn't see.

They crossed over to the confessional box. She wasn't very familiar with this place having never before felt the need to be here. She had no reason to until now.

"Bless me Sister, I think I've sinned" her voice was full of anguish.

How could she Suzushiro Haraka come to this?

"You think you've sinned Suzushiro-san?" the Sister was very surprised at this revelation.

Also a little sceptical. After all Suzushiro Haraka had a moral compass that recent event had shown was much stronger than her own. She should be the one confessing her sins to this pure girl.

"Hai. Its still a sin if you think about it, isn't it Sister?" her voice was feverish as she spoke, words tumbling out in the safety of the box that she never dared admit to in the light of day "its still a sin if you want it more than anything you've ever wanted in your life, right? Its still a sin if you think about it more than your duty to the school, isn't it Sister?" her fingers clutched at the cross shaped hole in the grate separating them, they seemed to burn her hands.

Rejecting her like the infidel she was.

"Your going to have to be more specific, Suzushiro-san" only this girl would confess to thinking about sinning.

Her frantic thoughts slowed unwilling to voice the disgusting word that had haunted her dreams. Lesbian. She couldn't be one of those, those...creatures. It was unnatural and disgusting. So why did she think about Yukino in that way? Why did she want to kiss her...hold her...

...love her.

The unnatural wanting she could excuse. Well not excuse, as it was still wrong, but she could understand it. Every teenager had sinful thoughts and while so far she had been exempt, it was only natural for immorality to try and corrupt her.

She had trained and prepared for all the hormonal sins that might have tried to tempt her.

But in the face of Yukino's soft smile and gentle touches she had nothing to protect herself with. All her armour disappeared under the disgraceful urge to hold and protect Yukino her most precious thing.

"Its still a sin even if your only thinking about..." her voice for the first time in her life faltered and became weak "...girls."

She was just as disgusting as that Bubuzuke woman.

So far it had only been thinking. She knew how easily it could turn into action, after all was Suzushiro Haraka not a woman of action? She could see how easy it would be to kiss her innocent friend, how easily it would be to hold her and touch her willing or not because she was much stronger than her gentle friend. It wouldn't even take force, not really, Yukino trusted her unconditionally and would never dare object if it was Haruka-chan that was asking her. It would be so easy-

No! She would not sully the other girl! Yukino was to good to be dragged down with her and her perversion!

"Its not a sin if you don't act on it!" the Sisters voice was harsh piercing through the grate and Haruka's thoughts like an angry deity "we can't help our thoughts but if we stop our actions its not a sin because you haven't committed it" she was screaming more at herself than the girl, she had to believe what she was doing with Nao wasn't sinning.

It would break her if it was. She couldn't be a deviant.

"But-" she was ready to argue, call herself a sinner and beg for forgiveness. At least if she was a sinner she could somehow work to redeem herself. She didn't think she could live this half sin life. She had always looked at the world as black and white, good or bad, holy or sinful. She couldn't live in the in-between. She didn't want to be gray.

"No buts!" the Sister cut her off "the bible says that only homosexual acts are wrong!" her voice choked on the word homosexual but she choked it out anyway "Acts! Only acts!" she needed to believe this.

"But-but I don't know what to do...?" her voice was lost and confused, she wasn't used to being directionless. She had always had a purpose, a mission, but how could she council others against their deviancies when she couldn't over come her own?

"You must stop," her voice was calmer now at the sound of the girls voice. She was the sheep that was lost and it was her duty as shepherd to guide her back to the flock "the girl that causes these thoughts, you must not go near her, cut of all ties" be stronger than she was.

Dear lord she was a hypocrite, telling this girl to do something that she herself could not do.

Cut of all ties with Yukino? She couldn't. She didn't want to. It would hurt her so much...but so would burning in hell. She knew if she stayed around the other girl she would only drag her down with her.

Yukino was to good, to wonderful for that.

It was her duty. It would be wrong to do anything else. Her abandonment of her friend would save her in the end.

It's going to hurt so much.

She pushed that thought away savagely. What was a little hurt in saving Yukino from her? She would never forgive herself if she didn't. Her face was resolved and she was more calmer now than when she had first entered the box.

"You're right sister," she made to leave the box but before she did she turned and her voice honestly heartfelt declared "thank you!"

Yukariko excited the box watching as the once troubled girl marched through the church her face set in a grim line her stride filled with purpose. She looked like an avenging angel out to crush sin.

Hopefully she would be more successful than she herself was.