"A Night in the Life: Mina/Ami" by Desslok
---------------------------------------------
Ami pushed the button for the ground floor and leaned wearily
against the back of the elevator. It had been a very long day
indeed. With school starting in a few weeks, it seemed like
every parent in town wanted their kids to have a physical. The
local preschool was once again the site of a mini-epidemic as
well. Though Ami loved children, she didn't think she'd miss the
sight of runny-nosed toddlers this weekend.
As the doors to the elevator opened, Ami heard a familiar voice
calling her name from across the lobby. Even after all this
time, the sound of Minako shouting her name made Ami's pulse
quicken. With a happy smile, she walked quickly over to greet
the waving young blonde woman.
"Surprise," Mina said with a warm smile as she slid her arms
around Ami's waist and drew her in close.
Neither woman paid any attention to the interested stares and
glares from passers-by as they embraced and shared a tender kiss.
As they reluctantly parted, if only a little bit, Ami realized
just how much she had grown in the last few years. Back in high
school, even college, if anyone had displayed such open affection
towards her, man or woman, she would have turned bright red and
probably fainted. Minako had taught her so much about love,
including the lesson that true love was never something to be
ashamed of.
"I'm glad to see you, darling," Ami said quietly, trying to
settle her heart rate down, "but why are you here? I thought you
wanted to relax tonight."
Mina shrugged happily. "I changed my mind. I figured that it's
the weekend and it's been awhile since we went out anywhere.
We're turning into an old married couple and we're both too young
for that!" Mina's gaze darted toward the band of gold glittering
on her left hand and a slow blush crept across her face. "Not
that I don't like..."
Ami gave her a fond look, glancing at her own matching ring. "I
know what you meant, love," she replied. "What do you have
planned?"
"I hadn't gotten that far," Minako admitted sheepishly. "I guess
I thought I'd surprise you here and we'd take it from there."
For a moment, Mina began to feel like a ditz. What kind of
planner set up a surprise night out without any idea of where to
go or what to do? Suddenly, though, Ami smiled at her warmly,
love, trust, and confidence shining in her eyes, and everything
was all right again.
"I think it's sweet that you wanted my input and I also think
it's a wonderful idea," Ami murmured. She reached out delicately
to brush a stray strand of yellow hair from Mina's cheek,
marveling as always at how stunningly beautiful her girlfriend
was. "Why don't we head over to Shibuya?" she suggested.
"You don't mean to Kabuki-cho, do you?" Mina asked, lifting an
eyebrow in amazement. "Want to do a little shopping?" she added,
getting the desired flush of pink to Ami's cheeks. The Kabuki-
cho section of Shibuya district was well-known as an area with
many 'adult' stores, hourly-rate hotels, and other similar
attractions.
"Maybe," Ami answered coyly, with a devilish smirk. "You've been
a very bad influence on me, Aino Minako." Ami immensely enjoyed
the sight of perspiration forming on Mina's brow. She couldn't
believe how forward she was sometimes with Minako, but somehow
the blonde made such behavior seem all right.
"_I_ was a bad influence on _you_!" Minako declared loudly. The
startled looks from the people around them reminded Mina of where
they were. Taking Ami by the hand, she led her outside toward
the subway. "What about _your_ influence on _me_? I actually
spent my entire lunch hour today reading that book you
recommended!" Minako was still surprised how much she enjoyed
reading things more serious than a manga or fashion magazine. Of
course, it helped that Ami picked things for her that she knew
she would enjoy, rather than the dusty old tomes she'd always
been assigned in school.
Ami waved off Mina's arguments and wrapped herself around
Mina's arm, pressing against her side. The scent of Ami's
hair and the feel of her warm skin derailed Mina's feigned
tirade, exactly as Ami had planned.
"Kabuki-cho... You always surprise me, my love," Mina eventually
admitted. "I hope you never stop."
"I promise I won't," Ami said firmly.
---
After a long, crowded subway ride made bearable only by the need
for the two of them to press very close together, Ami and Mina
made their way into the Shibuya district. Though it was still
early, Friday night brought out a sizeable crowd of college kids
and young professionals like themselves. The two young women
strolled hand-in-hand throughout the area, checking the menus of
various restaurants before their growling stomachs finally
compelled them to pick one. As they ate, they discussed their
plans for the rest of the weekend.
"So, are we still on for tomorrow?" Ami asked.
"Yep! I talked to Rei this morning. She said that Makoto had
been cooking all week, even though it's just supposed to be a
casual picnic. I think Makoto wants to entice us all to visit
them more often." Mina chuckled conspiratorially.
"Is everyone going to be there?"
Mina pondered for a moment. "Usagi and Mamoru are definites.
I'm pretty sure that Rei said something about Haruka, Michiru,
Setsuna, and Hotaru coming as well."
Ami smiled happily. "It will be so nice to see them all again. I
think it's been almost a month since we've all gotten together."
"Well, we're all grown up now and it's hard to find the time,"
Mina sighed. "I really miss going to the shrine or to Crown to
hang out every day."
"Well, I think I know why we don't go to the shrine any more."
Ami gave Mina a wryly amused look.
"Oh, and why would that be?" Mina asked, acting appropriately
innocent.
"You're still jealous of Mako-chan and I," Ami announced. "I've
told you again and again that you're the one that I love and that
I can't help it if I had a crush on Mako-chan back when we were
in school." Ami fought to keep a straight face. She enjoyed
having this 'argument' with Mina much too much. At first, it had
been something serious that the two of them had needed to work
out. However, over the years, it had become something they could
joke about, something that bound them closer instead of driving
them apart.
Minako suppressed a smile as she followed the script. "And
why shouldn't I be jealous, Miss Ultra-Kawaii? How could poor
Makoto resist your feminine wiles if you ever decided to go for
it? Besides, maybe we don't go to the shrine because I can't
trust myself around Rei-chan! You know how I love brunettes."
"Bluettes," Ami corrected primly. "You and Rei would have killed
each other after a week anyway," she added in a proper tone.
Suddenly serious, Ami reached out and grabbed both of Mina's
hands in her own. "I do love Makoto and we have a lot in common,
but you can't explain love. You taught me that, my beloved. I
can't imagine being with anyone other than you." She felt her
eyes filling even as she saw Mina begin to tear up.
"Oh Ami, I always knew you were a romantic at heart," Mina
gushed. "I think that's what first drew me to you."
"I love you so very much," Ami sniffled quietly.
"I love you too," Mina whispered. With a deep breath, she
refocused on her meal, the warmth of the moment still lingering
inside. "Now, let's eat! The night is young and so are we."
------------
After their early dinner, there were still a few hours to kill
before it would be an appropriate time to hit a nightclub, so
Minako and Ami decided to do a little shopping. While Mina liked
to try on lots of different things, she rarely bought anything.
Ami, on the other hand, looked closely at very few items, but
tended to buy the ones she did try on. Through the last hour of
daylight, as the sun dipped below the skyline, Mina playfully
tried to drag Ami into various lingerie stores, promising to
'help with fitting' as needed. As tempting as Mina's offers
were, however, Ami managed to resist them.
"I want to save my money," Ami claimed mysteriously.
"For what?" Mina asked.
"For a different store," Ami replied. The streetlights flickered
on overhead, highlighting the fact that night had fallen at last.
Ami, who had been content to follow Mina's lead, now subtly
steered her partner across the street and down the block to the
left. Leaning up, she pressed her lips close to Mina's ear.
"That store," she breathed heavily, as chills ran down Mina's
spine. Minako opened eyes she hadn't even realized had closed and
saw the store Ami was discussing.
"Isn't that a..." Mina stammered.
"Mmm hmmm," Ami nodded. "It was a long day and my mind tended to
wander from time to time between appointments. It occurred to me
that we were running low on body paints. You know how I love to
practice my art, Mina." Ami purred. Though it didn't come as
naturally to her as it did to Minako, Ami still enjoyed shocking
her love by occasionally being a bit naughty.
"My father was an artist, you know," she added matter-of-factly.
"I don't think that is the kind of art he does," Mina giggled.
She respected Ami for her brains; she admired her for her loyalty
and devotion to her loved ones; she loved her for her wondrously
kind and giving heart; but very little gave her more of a kick
than when her normally shy, self-effacing love got risque.
Ami pulled her face. "Mina! I don't even want to think about
that! Come on."
---------------
About thirty minutes and one discretely tucked away brown paper
bag later, Mina and Ami made their way to the row of nightclubs
and bars that lined Shibuya. The glaring neon lights made it
seem almost daytime as thumping bass notes barraged them from
either side. Waiting in line at a club Mina had heard was all
the rage, Ami checked her purse.
"I'm afraid I'm pretty low on cash, love," Ami announced. "Do
you have any?"
Mina gave Ami a condescending look. "Ami, my darling, sweetest
cuddlebunny, it has been _way_ too long since we've been out
together. Look at yourself. Look at me." Mina spun, her skirt
twirling up seductively. "If either of us has to buy one drink
tonight, I will be devastated."
"Are you saying that you intend to flirt with good-looking men in
order to get us free drinks, while I am supposed to sit by and
watch?" Ami asked.
Mina turned back to Ami, ashamed. "I didn't mean it like that,
love," she began to explain.
Ami silenced her with a loving smile. "I'm teasing, Mina. You
can't help if it people insist on buying things for you. It
would be rude to say no. As long as you remember who you're
going home with."
"Couldn't you act just a little bit jealous?" Mina pouted.
Ami again disarmed Mina by getting serious on her. "No, my love,
I can't. I know you love me and I know you'd never do anything
to hurt me. I'm a genius, remember?"
Mina replied with a happy and relieved grin, followed by a tender
embrace.
True to Mina's word, neither woman paid for anything once they
were inside the bar. Though Mina refused to use any of the
formidable weapons in her arsenal (coy glances, shy smiles, and
the always-effective hairflip), a number of young men, and
occasionally young women sent them drinks where they stood at the
bar. Surprisingly (to Ami only, Mina knew better), just as many
were directed to Ami as to Mina herself. They always nodded and
politely thanked their benefactors, but they both made it clear
that free drinks did not purchase any other considerations.
"That one was kind of cute," Mina shouted in Ami's ear, striving
to be heard above the techno music. She gestured to her newly
refreshed drink and the tall young man heading off in the
distance.
Ami shook her head. "He looks too much like Mamoru," she shouted
back. "You should take a look at 3:00, though."
Mina subtly turned her head ninety degrees to the right. It took
a moment before she saw the redhead with fiercely blazing green
eyes staring in her direction. For a moment, their eyes met
before the redhead quickly looked away.
"She's been staring at you all night," Ami informed Mina. "She's
obviously got very good taste." She chuckled as Mina blushed
once again. Despite her confident demeanor, Mina still didn't
quite understand just how beautiful and desirable she was.
Though she had made a lot headway convincing her, Ami still
enjoyed this about her partner.
"She is pretty hot, isn't she?" Mina noted.
Ami glanced over Mina's shoulder at the woman in question and
then nodded in agreement. "She's ok, but she's no Aino Minako."
"And there could never be another Ami," Mina answered, blushing
at Ami's compliment.
Once when Usagi had caught Mamoru scoping out another woman in
their company, Mamoru had replied that his friends all said 'You
can always look, but never touch.' Though Usagi hadn't been too
happy with that comment, Mina and Ami had enjoyed it. Ever since
they'd first gotten together, Mina had always been stunned at how
adept her girlfriend was at scamming on other women. The most
surprising thing was that she usually spotted the ones that she
thought Mina would like and insisted on pointing them all out to
her.
"Mina, my love," Ami had explained, "I know that you think I'm
beautiful. I'm sure many people think I am and I don't have any
issues with myself. But, it is a simple fact that you are the
most beautiful woman in the world. Everyone who has ever seen
you has commented on it. I could spend all of my time being
jealous and paranoid, but I won't. You love me. We share
something that nothing can destroy. I think that's all a part of
why I do that." She had smiled then, in that naughty way of
hers. "Besides, I know you enjoy looking at beautiful women, and
who says I don't too. I just mention the ones I know _you_ will
like."
'She never points out blondes,' Mina realized, even as she turned
away from the redhead across the room. "Well, the poor thing
shouldn't be wasting her time. She can do quite well for herself
and it's still early," she declared. Without glancing back, she
leaned forward and kissed Ami soundly. Such things were
certainly not unusual in this bar, but the kiss had the desired
effect, as they both noticed the redhead moving to another part
of the club soon after.
"Now, let's dance for a little while," Mina suggested. "I'm sure
you're getting tired. It's been a long day."
Ami stifled a yawn and let Mina lead her out onto the floor. As
they danced together, Ami tugged Mina's head down so she could
'whisper' in her ear over the music. "We should head home after
this dance, love. I feel some artistic inspiration coming on."
She glanced significantly at her purse where their purchase had
been secured.
Mina smiled happily and, after the song ended, led Ami out into
the cool night air. They didn't chat much during the ride home,
instead standing close together simply enjoying the company.
Walking from the station to their building, they chatted some
more about their day, about the upcoming picnic, and other
mundane matters until they finally made it home.
As Minako put the key in the door, Ami took her hand and spun her
gently. Even in the fluorescent lights of the hallway, the
smiling bluette still looked radiant.
"Aishiteru, Aino Minako," Ami whispered.
"Aishiteru," Mina answered even as her lips found Ami's.
---------------------------------------------
Ami pushed the button for the ground floor and leaned wearily
against the back of the elevator. It had been a very long day
indeed. With school starting in a few weeks, it seemed like
every parent in town wanted their kids to have a physical. The
local preschool was once again the site of a mini-epidemic as
well. Though Ami loved children, she didn't think she'd miss the
sight of runny-nosed toddlers this weekend.
As the doors to the elevator opened, Ami heard a familiar voice
calling her name from across the lobby. Even after all this
time, the sound of Minako shouting her name made Ami's pulse
quicken. With a happy smile, she walked quickly over to greet
the waving young blonde woman.
"Surprise," Mina said with a warm smile as she slid her arms
around Ami's waist and drew her in close.
Neither woman paid any attention to the interested stares and
glares from passers-by as they embraced and shared a tender kiss.
As they reluctantly parted, if only a little bit, Ami realized
just how much she had grown in the last few years. Back in high
school, even college, if anyone had displayed such open affection
towards her, man or woman, she would have turned bright red and
probably fainted. Minako had taught her so much about love,
including the lesson that true love was never something to be
ashamed of.
"I'm glad to see you, darling," Ami said quietly, trying to
settle her heart rate down, "but why are you here? I thought you
wanted to relax tonight."
Mina shrugged happily. "I changed my mind. I figured that it's
the weekend and it's been awhile since we went out anywhere.
We're turning into an old married couple and we're both too young
for that!" Mina's gaze darted toward the band of gold glittering
on her left hand and a slow blush crept across her face. "Not
that I don't like..."
Ami gave her a fond look, glancing at her own matching ring. "I
know what you meant, love," she replied. "What do you have
planned?"
"I hadn't gotten that far," Minako admitted sheepishly. "I guess
I thought I'd surprise you here and we'd take it from there."
For a moment, Mina began to feel like a ditz. What kind of
planner set up a surprise night out without any idea of where to
go or what to do? Suddenly, though, Ami smiled at her warmly,
love, trust, and confidence shining in her eyes, and everything
was all right again.
"I think it's sweet that you wanted my input and I also think
it's a wonderful idea," Ami murmured. She reached out delicately
to brush a stray strand of yellow hair from Mina's cheek,
marveling as always at how stunningly beautiful her girlfriend
was. "Why don't we head over to Shibuya?" she suggested.
"You don't mean to Kabuki-cho, do you?" Mina asked, lifting an
eyebrow in amazement. "Want to do a little shopping?" she added,
getting the desired flush of pink to Ami's cheeks. The Kabuki-
cho section of Shibuya district was well-known as an area with
many 'adult' stores, hourly-rate hotels, and other similar
attractions.
"Maybe," Ami answered coyly, with a devilish smirk. "You've been
a very bad influence on me, Aino Minako." Ami immensely enjoyed
the sight of perspiration forming on Mina's brow. She couldn't
believe how forward she was sometimes with Minako, but somehow
the blonde made such behavior seem all right.
"_I_ was a bad influence on _you_!" Minako declared loudly. The
startled looks from the people around them reminded Mina of where
they were. Taking Ami by the hand, she led her outside toward
the subway. "What about _your_ influence on _me_? I actually
spent my entire lunch hour today reading that book you
recommended!" Minako was still surprised how much she enjoyed
reading things more serious than a manga or fashion magazine. Of
course, it helped that Ami picked things for her that she knew
she would enjoy, rather than the dusty old tomes she'd always
been assigned in school.
Ami waved off Mina's arguments and wrapped herself around
Mina's arm, pressing against her side. The scent of Ami's
hair and the feel of her warm skin derailed Mina's feigned
tirade, exactly as Ami had planned.
"Kabuki-cho... You always surprise me, my love," Mina eventually
admitted. "I hope you never stop."
"I promise I won't," Ami said firmly.
---
After a long, crowded subway ride made bearable only by the need
for the two of them to press very close together, Ami and Mina
made their way into the Shibuya district. Though it was still
early, Friday night brought out a sizeable crowd of college kids
and young professionals like themselves. The two young women
strolled hand-in-hand throughout the area, checking the menus of
various restaurants before their growling stomachs finally
compelled them to pick one. As they ate, they discussed their
plans for the rest of the weekend.
"So, are we still on for tomorrow?" Ami asked.
"Yep! I talked to Rei this morning. She said that Makoto had
been cooking all week, even though it's just supposed to be a
casual picnic. I think Makoto wants to entice us all to visit
them more often." Mina chuckled conspiratorially.
"Is everyone going to be there?"
Mina pondered for a moment. "Usagi and Mamoru are definites.
I'm pretty sure that Rei said something about Haruka, Michiru,
Setsuna, and Hotaru coming as well."
Ami smiled happily. "It will be so nice to see them all again. I
think it's been almost a month since we've all gotten together."
"Well, we're all grown up now and it's hard to find the time,"
Mina sighed. "I really miss going to the shrine or to Crown to
hang out every day."
"Well, I think I know why we don't go to the shrine any more."
Ami gave Mina a wryly amused look.
"Oh, and why would that be?" Mina asked, acting appropriately
innocent.
"You're still jealous of Mako-chan and I," Ami announced. "I've
told you again and again that you're the one that I love and that
I can't help it if I had a crush on Mako-chan back when we were
in school." Ami fought to keep a straight face. She enjoyed
having this 'argument' with Mina much too much. At first, it had
been something serious that the two of them had needed to work
out. However, over the years, it had become something they could
joke about, something that bound them closer instead of driving
them apart.
Minako suppressed a smile as she followed the script. "And
why shouldn't I be jealous, Miss Ultra-Kawaii? How could poor
Makoto resist your feminine wiles if you ever decided to go for
it? Besides, maybe we don't go to the shrine because I can't
trust myself around Rei-chan! You know how I love brunettes."
"Bluettes," Ami corrected primly. "You and Rei would have killed
each other after a week anyway," she added in a proper tone.
Suddenly serious, Ami reached out and grabbed both of Mina's
hands in her own. "I do love Makoto and we have a lot in common,
but you can't explain love. You taught me that, my beloved. I
can't imagine being with anyone other than you." She felt her
eyes filling even as she saw Mina begin to tear up.
"Oh Ami, I always knew you were a romantic at heart," Mina
gushed. "I think that's what first drew me to you."
"I love you so very much," Ami sniffled quietly.
"I love you too," Mina whispered. With a deep breath, she
refocused on her meal, the warmth of the moment still lingering
inside. "Now, let's eat! The night is young and so are we."
------------
After their early dinner, there were still a few hours to kill
before it would be an appropriate time to hit a nightclub, so
Minako and Ami decided to do a little shopping. While Mina liked
to try on lots of different things, she rarely bought anything.
Ami, on the other hand, looked closely at very few items, but
tended to buy the ones she did try on. Through the last hour of
daylight, as the sun dipped below the skyline, Mina playfully
tried to drag Ami into various lingerie stores, promising to
'help with fitting' as needed. As tempting as Mina's offers
were, however, Ami managed to resist them.
"I want to save my money," Ami claimed mysteriously.
"For what?" Mina asked.
"For a different store," Ami replied. The streetlights flickered
on overhead, highlighting the fact that night had fallen at last.
Ami, who had been content to follow Mina's lead, now subtly
steered her partner across the street and down the block to the
left. Leaning up, she pressed her lips close to Mina's ear.
"That store," she breathed heavily, as chills ran down Mina's
spine. Minako opened eyes she hadn't even realized had closed and
saw the store Ami was discussing.
"Isn't that a..." Mina stammered.
"Mmm hmmm," Ami nodded. "It was a long day and my mind tended to
wander from time to time between appointments. It occurred to me
that we were running low on body paints. You know how I love to
practice my art, Mina." Ami purred. Though it didn't come as
naturally to her as it did to Minako, Ami still enjoyed shocking
her love by occasionally being a bit naughty.
"My father was an artist, you know," she added matter-of-factly.
"I don't think that is the kind of art he does," Mina giggled.
She respected Ami for her brains; she admired her for her loyalty
and devotion to her loved ones; she loved her for her wondrously
kind and giving heart; but very little gave her more of a kick
than when her normally shy, self-effacing love got risque.
Ami pulled her face. "Mina! I don't even want to think about
that! Come on."
---------------
About thirty minutes and one discretely tucked away brown paper
bag later, Mina and Ami made their way to the row of nightclubs
and bars that lined Shibuya. The glaring neon lights made it
seem almost daytime as thumping bass notes barraged them from
either side. Waiting in line at a club Mina had heard was all
the rage, Ami checked her purse.
"I'm afraid I'm pretty low on cash, love," Ami announced. "Do
you have any?"
Mina gave Ami a condescending look. "Ami, my darling, sweetest
cuddlebunny, it has been _way_ too long since we've been out
together. Look at yourself. Look at me." Mina spun, her skirt
twirling up seductively. "If either of us has to buy one drink
tonight, I will be devastated."
"Are you saying that you intend to flirt with good-looking men in
order to get us free drinks, while I am supposed to sit by and
watch?" Ami asked.
Mina turned back to Ami, ashamed. "I didn't mean it like that,
love," she began to explain.
Ami silenced her with a loving smile. "I'm teasing, Mina. You
can't help if it people insist on buying things for you. It
would be rude to say no. As long as you remember who you're
going home with."
"Couldn't you act just a little bit jealous?" Mina pouted.
Ami again disarmed Mina by getting serious on her. "No, my love,
I can't. I know you love me and I know you'd never do anything
to hurt me. I'm a genius, remember?"
Mina replied with a happy and relieved grin, followed by a tender
embrace.
True to Mina's word, neither woman paid for anything once they
were inside the bar. Though Mina refused to use any of the
formidable weapons in her arsenal (coy glances, shy smiles, and
the always-effective hairflip), a number of young men, and
occasionally young women sent them drinks where they stood at the
bar. Surprisingly (to Ami only, Mina knew better), just as many
were directed to Ami as to Mina herself. They always nodded and
politely thanked their benefactors, but they both made it clear
that free drinks did not purchase any other considerations.
"That one was kind of cute," Mina shouted in Ami's ear, striving
to be heard above the techno music. She gestured to her newly
refreshed drink and the tall young man heading off in the
distance.
Ami shook her head. "He looks too much like Mamoru," she shouted
back. "You should take a look at 3:00, though."
Mina subtly turned her head ninety degrees to the right. It took
a moment before she saw the redhead with fiercely blazing green
eyes staring in her direction. For a moment, their eyes met
before the redhead quickly looked away.
"She's been staring at you all night," Ami informed Mina. "She's
obviously got very good taste." She chuckled as Mina blushed
once again. Despite her confident demeanor, Mina still didn't
quite understand just how beautiful and desirable she was.
Though she had made a lot headway convincing her, Ami still
enjoyed this about her partner.
"She is pretty hot, isn't she?" Mina noted.
Ami glanced over Mina's shoulder at the woman in question and
then nodded in agreement. "She's ok, but she's no Aino Minako."
"And there could never be another Ami," Mina answered, blushing
at Ami's compliment.
Once when Usagi had caught Mamoru scoping out another woman in
their company, Mamoru had replied that his friends all said 'You
can always look, but never touch.' Though Usagi hadn't been too
happy with that comment, Mina and Ami had enjoyed it. Ever since
they'd first gotten together, Mina had always been stunned at how
adept her girlfriend was at scamming on other women. The most
surprising thing was that she usually spotted the ones that she
thought Mina would like and insisted on pointing them all out to
her.
"Mina, my love," Ami had explained, "I know that you think I'm
beautiful. I'm sure many people think I am and I don't have any
issues with myself. But, it is a simple fact that you are the
most beautiful woman in the world. Everyone who has ever seen
you has commented on it. I could spend all of my time being
jealous and paranoid, but I won't. You love me. We share
something that nothing can destroy. I think that's all a part of
why I do that." She had smiled then, in that naughty way of
hers. "Besides, I know you enjoy looking at beautiful women, and
who says I don't too. I just mention the ones I know _you_ will
like."
'She never points out blondes,' Mina realized, even as she turned
away from the redhead across the room. "Well, the poor thing
shouldn't be wasting her time. She can do quite well for herself
and it's still early," she declared. Without glancing back, she
leaned forward and kissed Ami soundly. Such things were
certainly not unusual in this bar, but the kiss had the desired
effect, as they both noticed the redhead moving to another part
of the club soon after.
"Now, let's dance for a little while," Mina suggested. "I'm sure
you're getting tired. It's been a long day."
Ami stifled a yawn and let Mina lead her out onto the floor. As
they danced together, Ami tugged Mina's head down so she could
'whisper' in her ear over the music. "We should head home after
this dance, love. I feel some artistic inspiration coming on."
She glanced significantly at her purse where their purchase had
been secured.
Mina smiled happily and, after the song ended, led Ami out into
the cool night air. They didn't chat much during the ride home,
instead standing close together simply enjoying the company.
Walking from the station to their building, they chatted some
more about their day, about the upcoming picnic, and other
mundane matters until they finally made it home.
As Minako put the key in the door, Ami took her hand and spun her
gently. Even in the fluorescent lights of the hallway, the
smiling bluette still looked radiant.
"Aishiteru, Aino Minako," Ami whispered.
"Aishiteru," Mina answered even as her lips found Ami's.
