Chapter 2
A nice hot shower was exactly what Lightning needed. After her relaxing shower, Lightning made her way towards her bureau for a pair of fresh clothing when suddenly her bedroom door began to slowly creak open. Lightning's quick reflexes gave her enough time to duck back into the bathroom. "Serah, is that you?" she frantically asked.
"Sorry! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to barge in!" Serah's high-pitched voice could be heard throughout Lightning's room. "I'll just leave now!" she quickly said and did just that.
Lightning cautiously poked her head around the door and seeing that Serah really had left, continued to get dressed. That was a close one., Lighting mused.
As she walked into the kitchen, the sight of Serah in a frilly pink apron with the words 'Kawaii Cook' in big bold letters caused Lightning's face to immediately turn red from the sight before her. This time, unfortunately, Serah noticed.
"There you are Claire!" Serah chimed walking towards her. "Are you okay? You're face looks kind of flushed." Serah placed a hand on Lightning's forehead whilst peering deep into her eyes for any signs of illness. Serah's eyes were a darker shade of blue than Lightning's, but they were more beautiful than her own in Lightning's opinion.
Lightning's blush deepened at the sudden contact and close proximity between themselves. "I'm just fine Serah!" Lightning reassured her while backing away slightly. "Please, don't worry about me."
Serah continued to follow Lightning, but eventually believed her. "Good, I was getting sort of worried about you this morning so I decided to check on you, but I didn't mean to enter your room without knocking. I'm sorry." Serah hung her head in guilt, but Lightning quickly comforted her with a quick squeeze on her arm. That was all she could allow herself to do.
"It's okay. It's no big deal. You know you can come into my room anytime." Serah lifted her head back up slightly-a hint of a blush creeping onto her cheeks could be seen. Lightning felt her heart flutter at the endearing sight. I didn't mean to make it sound that way! Lightning thought, referring to her last comment about Serah always being welcomed into her room. Serah averted her eyes downwards and grabbed for Lightning's right hand and kissed her palm. Lightning felt her eyes shoot wide open with surprise and a whimper managed to escape through her clenched teeth. Serah turned her eyes towards Lightning's face and Lightning could see she had on a serious expression. The only times Serah became serious are the times when she wore her heart on her sleeve. Lightning could feel her body become weak with feelings she never felt before. Serah eventually let go of her hand and proceeded to kiss Lightning on the cheek.
"I love you Claire. Please, never forget that," Serah whispered into her ear, causing Lightning's whole body to shiver with pleasure. Stop it, Lightning! You're disgusting for feeling this way about your own blood sister! You're a disgrace and an abomination to mankind! Lighting didn't know if Serah noticed her body's reactions from Serah's provocative actions, but she knew Serah didn't mean for her actions to come off as seductive. Or did she? No way! That's called wishful thinking Lightning! Serah eventually backed away from Lightning and simply smiled. Lightning stood frozen in front of her, her back against the wall.
"So," Serah said, "Are you hungry?"
Lightning nodded her head yes somewhat hesitantly-not knowing what to make of the event that just transpired.
"Alright then! Let's eat!" Serah exclaimed and went to prepare the table with plates and utensils for the two of them.
Lightning stood dumbstruck, still leaning against the wall, but eventually found strength to make her way to the table and sit herself down. As they ate breakfast together, Serah made her excitement for her upcoming wedding evident as Lightning simply smiled, listened politely, and answered when she needed to. Just as I thought, it was only wishful thinking, Lightning glumly thought to herself as she continued to listen to Serah cheerfully plan her wedding.