Hey so I'm just throwing out this next chapter...-throws to you-

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Chapter 2: Ever Heard of Knocking?

Hours passed, and the club was soon wrapping up. Makoto groaned her forehead pressed against the table top, her head feeling very heavy. Lifting her head up she stared down at her collection of empty glasses, she didn't even remember handing the money over for the drinks.

Very clumsy like, Makoto slipped from her stool to the unsteady floor, that just couldn't stay put. Stupid dumb floor...

Makoto decided to turn her head sharply to the left to test herself on how much she killed her liver. It took about a second before the room followed her.

Oh yeah...her blood must be running on pure alcohol right now.

Walking over to Ami shaking her arm a few times, she got a groaned response. Ami buried her head into her arms.

"Ami come on we need to go, the bar is closing." Makoto pressed leaning into her friend who was more drunk than her.

"Come on, I'll call a cab we need to get back home…" Ami seemed to sit herself up, a lone part of her bangs seemed to stick up in a blue tuff. Makoto had to hold back her laughter causing her to snort.

Ami very carefully tried to stand up only to fall forward and have Makoto catch her.

"Kami-sama! Can you even walk?"

Ami stared at her and started giggling. "I can wobble!"

"Hey guys get out we are closing!" The Dj shouted over the mic, turning on the lights. Both girls shielded their eyes as if they were severally blinded.

They started laughing as on unsteady legs they walked out to the back exit, the bouncer outside stared at them warily. Hopping he wouldn't have to carry them over cave man style to the side walk. He hated dealing with drunken girls like that.

When they finally reached the sidewalk the cool air hit their bare arms. Ami wrapped herself with her arms shuddering.

Makoto saw a nearby taxi and waved to him. The man happily pulled up to the sidewalk rolling down his windows.

"Well how can I help you fine looking women today?" He grinned.

Makoto walked up to the window and tried to act as sober as possible, but her wording was all over the place. "Yes can you take my friend and I too…. address fifteen Juuban St…and?"

"Hmmm twenty-seventh Juuban…"Ami responded

"Huh I never knew live that close?" Makoto said surprised, "we definitely need to hand…out sometime."

"Hand? Do you mean hang?" Ami laughed loudly at her friend's loss of words.

The Taxi driver grinned enjoying these bunch of late night girls. "Well sure I can drive you pretty ladies to your places!" He then leaned back using his long arm he pushed open the passenger door for them, adjusting himself in his driver's seat.

Ami went first sliding onto the black seats and Makoto followed right after, her bare legs hitting the cold leather made her jump. Maybe she picked a bad day to wear her shorts. Ami seemed to pulled her skirt down a bit as well, seemed like she wished she wore pants too.

The taxi driver took one look at the girls in his back view mirror, before driving off onto the street. Makoto looked outside at the city lights when suddenly she felt her phone buzzing pulling it out from her back pocket she saw she had a text message. Pressing a few buttons the text message appeared reading two words.

"Buttered Popcorn."

They were sent by her roommate Minako. Makoto snorted suddenly, and had gotten Ami's curiosity, looking over in her direction.

"What?"

"Mmm nothing Minako got your friend to stay at our place for the night who knows what they are doing." Makoto looked at time and seemed surprised that it was three' am. She had work in five hours.

Ami chuckled. "Well I know Louie is normally very respectful, your friend has nothing to worry about."

"It's his safety I'm worried about…" Makoto grinned looking at Ami from the corner of her eyes, even as a hot mess Ami was still very attractive.

Makoto felt very jealous for a moment. Suddenly the taxi came to a halt causing the girls to jerk and slide a bit on their seats. The Taxi driver grinned turning around.

Makoto looked out to see a tall building, with large black gates near the entrance. The building seemed very new, it's balconies overlooked the city lights of Tokyo probably.

What a place to live…

"Well here is twenty seventh Jubban…." The man smiled sweetly suddenly. "Will it be cash or credit?"

"Cash, here since you covered the drinks I'll cover your cab…" Ami opened her purse pulling out a few yen bills handing it over to the man. "That should also include tip use whatever goes over."

"Ami you didn't have too-"

"Shush! Don't even start, we are post broke college students be happy when people do this." Ami turned to her friend and smiled drunk like. Shifting herself Ami opened up her door, slamming it shut as she was able to walk around the cab onto the smooth pavement of the side walk.

Before the Taxi man took off, Makoto heard a slight tap on her window, looking up she noticed it was Ami herself.

Makoto rolled it down and stuck her head out. "What's up?"

"Hmm… can I get your number? I really want to see you again, you know talk I could use some more friends besides the ones I have." Ami smiled slightly looking a little flustered probably from the alcohol.

"Yeah of course…" Makoto responded, Ami handed over her phone. Makoto went into her contacts and typed in her name and number.

"Text me with your name so I know…" Handing back her phone, Ami smiled and nodded.

"You know when you mentioned that whole thing with friends being in that situation, you know the casual sex with friends. I have been thinking?" Ami said, her eyes suddenly drifting off.

"Oh?"

"Yeah I can't help, but slowly warm up to the idea I might see if any of my friends are interested." Ami said looking back Makoto.

"Yeah maybe I'll do the same thing…well! Good luck with that." Makoto smiled, Ami nodded smiling waving to her friend one more time, before the Taxi driver drove off.

"Yeah maybe I'll do that too." Makoto leaned back into her seat looking out of her window.

Makoto was brushing her teeth fiercely as the time to get to her job, every second ticking on by. She stumbled out of the bathroom her stomach feeling like absolute crap, head pounding.

"Minako!" Makoto shouted, the girl's room cracked open and she stuck her head out.

"Yessss?"

"I'm leaving make sure to lock the door this time? Kay?" Makoto grunted pulling on her green vest buttoning it up.

"Of course, Of course!" Minako started closing her door.

"I'm serious! I don't need the robbers to enjoy their newest TV set like last time!" Makoto scowled at her friend.

"Okay!" Minako shouted, closing the door. "See you in a couple of hours…" Suddenly her giggle hit her hears followed by a man's voice chuckling.

Makoto rolled her eyes as she placed the red lip stick that was customary, on her lips she grabbed her car keys and closed the door locking it.

She didn't notice she left her phone and the slight buzz of a text messaging showing up…

Ami was sitting at her table, a black coffee and large chunk of bread was sitting there waiting for her. A MCAT's text book was placed right in the center with lots of notes and practice test. Ami ran her fingers through her hair.

She wondered when Louie was getting back. Looking over at her phone and notice that Makoto did not respond.

Well it's early in the morning you idiot she could still be recovering or working or something.

But part Ami felt like she might have scared Makoto off, with her drunk conversation in the Taxi.

She didn't remember most of it, but seemed to be about something along the lines of sex? And friends with benfits.

Did Ami offer herself to Makoto?

Her cheeks inflamed and put her hands through her hair. Kami! She hoped prayed she didn't. In High School Ami had the most massive straight crush a lesbian could have on a woman. And that woman was Makoto.

It did fade away after she began dating and found her ex fiancé, but now she didn't know. Was the crush gone, but the lust still there?

Suddenly a door swung open, and a very tired woman stumbled out holding onto a GER book and American Study aboard programs for business in hands. Glasses askew on her face, violet eyes stared back at the woman, her black hair up in a tight bun.

"Rei did you stay up all night?" Ami asked her friend who sat at the table looking utterly exhausted.

"No…" She dropped down her heavy text book on the table, causing the table to shake and move some of coffee out of Ami's mug which she steadied from the assault. "I fell asleep on my book to have the pages I was studying stuck to my face..."

Sighing she sat down flopping her arms on the table and bending her back stretching almost cat like. "Mmmm how was the club with Urawa-kun?"

"He goes by Louie now." Ami said standing up go fill a glass water as she suddenly felt very thirsty.

"He is still using that dumb alias name?" Rei scoffed.

Ami giggled. "Won't you have to do the same thing?" Opening up a cabinet to take out a glass, walking to the sink.

"If I get the internship…." Rei said rubbing her fingers together. "Besides Rei, is not a hard name to say!"

Ami turned on the faucet and filled her glass up till the water almost ran over of the edge of the glass. Shutting off the tap, she turned back to her friend Rei leaning against the counter taking a few long sips of her drink, before smiling at her.

"Really? I think something like Raye would fit." Ami teased.

"Ugh that sounds sooooo dumb!"

Suddenly the phone rang, and after a few times Rei got up to check the collar I.D, the phone was handing on the white open walls of the apartment right across the small dining room they had. It glowed a bright green as words appeared on the small handheld phone.

"Why do we have this again?" Rei said leaning in to read the numbed

"Because it's professional…" Ami said, walking back to the table.

"Oh…" But the way Rei said it was not the realization, it was long soft and somewhat sad.

"It's her…do you want to answer it?" Rei said worry suddenly went across her face.

Ami's face seemed to lose any carefree look she had earlier. She waved her hand at it, "let it go to voice-mail, I don't feel like talking to her." Ami slid back into her chair. After a few rings it beeped.

'Hey! You have reached 27, Juuban St. residence; please leave your name, number and the person you are looking for. Cause we are a three housed place!' Louie's (Ura's) voice chimed and it then beeped.

"Yeah… hey Ami?" The pretty high feminine voice entered sounding neutral and flat.

"Look…I'm calling because I would like my stuff back. Also you're promise ring you gave me can I just mail that? Actually I just will…" Suddenly her voice had an air of self-righteousness, "also don't say hi to Meena anymore, she is my friend not yours and I don't like mixing. Thanks bye!" The phoned beeped and went silent.

"God she is so smug why did you get involved with that? …Ami?" Rei asked turning to her, Ami was holding her coffee mug letting her thumb brush over the porcelain glass.

"Look I'm just going to…you know go get her stuff and mail it." Ami stood up walking towards her room.

"Ami." Rei pressed, but Ami closed her door behind her, and pressed back against the door.

Suddenly anger began to build from her stomach and explode into her chest. Her eyes felt hot.

"A friend is sounding more and more like it would be a good fucking idea." She growled, walking over to closet yanking the door open, she found her ex fiance's university sweater, with a violent tug she slammed it do the ground, as pile grew of more clothes, that she ever wore or borrowed, or gave her.

"Think I might have to go shopping." Ami turning back from the bare empty closet to throw a old wool winter coat in the last of the pile.

"Makoto are you sure that you can do the bathrooms?" A woman asked staring at Makoto, putting on her coat, a look of concern across her face.

"Yes go get your son from soccer practice…" Makoto said holding the cleaning bucket and plunger in hand.

"Oh you are a saint!" She threw her arms around the taller woman before running off pushing open the chain restaurant's doors to the chilly outside.

Makoto smiled then turned warily to the public restrooms and gulped. There was always something extra disgusting about them.

She decided to check the girls first, she could handle it better. Walking towards it, it was slow during this hour it wasn't exactly 'dinner rush' and the manager received complaints about how disgusting it was during lunch. So he demanded it be clean right away before dinner rush.

But how would that help? It would be messy and disgusting all over again…kami the guy could be just a dick sometimes.

Pushing the door open, she heard a slight moan. Makoto slightly confused wondering if a woman just ate the wrong food. She pushed it open and poked her head in. Looking around, she saw that all the stalls were empty except the lone one at the end, the door was swung open.

No one was here, so maybe she was hearing things. She turned around and put the cleaning sign on the door in case any customers came in to use it.

She decided to open the one right across from her. Pushing it open…

Suddenly a girls surprise scream and a startled guys face swarmed her vision.

Along with the girls legs around the guy's waist his pants…

"Kami! Oh kami-sama! I'm sooo sorry!" She jumped back putting her hands over her eyes, dropping the cleaning bucket.

"Oh my god!" Squealed the girl, as the guy jumped back yanking his pants up buckling them.

To top it off, it was trainee she worked with earlier.

"Don't you knock!" The guy was furious, whatever pale skin he had on his face was now flushed in red anger towards Makoto.

"I'm sorry I didn't hear anything I…" She lowered her hands as the girl was pulling her shirt over herself, the bare breast she saw bouncing earlier, was now covered.

She looked away. Trying to ignore the image popping back in her head. Looking at the red faced angered man.

Oh good it was the manager…her boss.

"Out! Out! Out! Ooooouuuuuutttttt!" He roared pointing to the door.

Makoto did not miss a beat, as she practically sprinted out of there. Her face beat red and flamed up. She decided maybe it would best to get out of work a few hours early

A/N: Soooo yeah~ There you go. This chapter did not like me very much as I was looking over it for the past week a lot, oh!

An Alias is a name many international students take when they go to an American School as their real name might be confusing. I remember cause one girl named herself Carlos and was very stubborn with keeping that name, "cause' she liked the name." We are friends now ^^! Anyways thanks for reading stay tuned for more!