"How do I look, Chitose?"

"You look amazing, Ayano-chan!" The white-haired girl raised her thumb in approval.

"Y-you think so?"

"I don't tell lies, remember?"

Ayano folded her arms and gave her friend a dubious look. "Don't you ever pull that on me again." Inside Ayano's bedroom, the two girls were picking out something nice for her to wear from within her wardrobe. They had discarded numerous clothing items already, all piled atop the purple-haired girl's bed in the struggle to find the perfect outfit. It was for a special occasion, after all.

Chitose giggled softly. "In any case, that outfit really suits you."

"Mm… I dunno… it doesn't seem too flashy?" Ayano tugged the hem of her skirt, uncertain. She had on a warm coat, a skirt, and black stockings to complete the look. Fashionable but functional was what Ayano had in mind for tonight.

"We've already went through so many clothes, I dunno if you even have anything left to try on, Ayano-chan."

"N-nonsense! I have plenty more in storage in the other closet."

"I think you look fine in anything, no matter what you wear."

"Do you really think so?"

Chitose just smiled sweetly, which warmed Ayano's heart.

"If you say so…" She checked the time on the wall clock and saw that it was nearing 6:30. The pile of clothes on her bed would have to wait later as she picked up her handbag and straightened her hair in the mirror at her desk.

"You better hurry now, Ayano-chan. Don't wanna be late for your date, hehe," Chitose giggled, already bringing her hand up to remove her glasses. It would only be a matter of seconds before a full-on fantasy would initiate, which in turn would bring about the flow of fresh blood from her nostrils.

"Now's not the time for that, Chitose!" Ayano snapped, tying up her hair. "I can't have you getting that all over my clothes!"

"Mhmm, you want Toshinou-san to be the one getting her fluids all over your clothes, don't you, Ayano-chan…"

"Chitose!"

"Hehe…" She gradually began to take off her glasses.

"DON'T YOU DARE!"


Two women sat quietly and peacefully at the table in their home as the afternoon slowly gave way to evening. One of them read idly through a newspaper while the one sitting across from her flipped through a magazine leisurely. The two lived on the countryside, far away from the bustling city and hidden by the land's natural greenery. As such, they wore more traditional clothing and the house reeked of cigarettes, made worse by the lack of air conditioning.

"You know, I heard that Tanaka-san from work recently died a few days ago," one of them muttered from the magazine.

The other didn't take her eyes off her newspaper, gently tapping away the ashes of her cigarette in the ashtray. "Eh, really?"

"Yeah. Apparently she was working at a pet store, then she slipped on some cat's piss and she ended up cracking her skull on the floor."

"No way."

"But then, there was also a nail on the ground so it poked a hole, and a rat found her body and buried its way through her brain."

"That's a damn lie," she accused.

"Yeah, probably. Others say it was because she was balding so she tried using this spray that claimed to grow back hair, but it turned out she grabbed a sleep inducer spray on accident. So 'cause she was also bathing at the time, she drowned in her own filth."

"That also sounds ridiculous. Why would she apply that while she was in the bath in the first place? And who just has sleep inducers in their bathroom?"

"Well, I dunno, it's just a rumour."

"Those rumours at your work sound outrageous… how do they even know Tanaka-san's not dead, but just out sick? They don't have to come up with extraordinary reasons for why she's absent."

"Yeah, good point…"

A knock on the door echoed throughout household, startling the residents inside. The woman with the newspaper promptly crushed her cigarette in the ashtray and went to answer the door. The other turned her head towards the entryway to see who it was at this time of day.

The woman who opened the door had not been expecting this guest in particular. "Yui?"

"Dad." She was still in her uniform, so she must've come straight from school. The last time her daughter came over was over two months ago, and even then Yui didn't usually visit their house but for special occasions. 'Perhaps there's good news?' she briefly wondered.

"It's good to see you, but… what's with the sudden visit? You hadn't even called us."

"It's something important. I had to talk in person."

Yui's dad slid open the door wider to let her enter. The girl walked in, removing her shoes on the floor. "Did somebody die or what?"

"Well, more like the opposite actually."

"Huh?" Yui went ahead to the living room, her dad following behind.

"Ah, Yui?" Her mom acknowledged, getting up to greet her. "Long time no see. Something you need?"

"No, no. Just came to talk to you guys about something."

"Ah is that so? I'll cook something up for you then, I was just about to cook dinner for your father and I but it looks like we'll have you join us. Just like old times, huh?"

"Yeah, yeah. Thanks." Yui dropped her bag and sat down on the floor cushion opposite from where her dad was sitting. Shrugging, her mother went to the kitchen ans left the two alone together. Yui took in a deep breath in an attempt to calm her nerves but nothing could settle down the growing pit of anxiety in her chest.

"You look nervous," her dad commented.

"Admittedly, I am."

"So what is it? Is the news good or bad? Did you pass the entrance exam to Tokyo University?"

"It's bad news and no, I haven't even taken it yet. I'm still a second-year."

"Oh, right. How old are you again?"

Yui stared at her blankly. "17."

"Right, right. So, what is it? How bad can it be?"

The black-haired girl fidgeted with the strap of her bag absentmindedly as she tried to form a proper sentence. "The thing is… well… um…"

"Hm?"

"It's… it's not easy to say exactly."

"Take all the time you need."

"It's just… my friend, Kyouko, right?"

"Kyouko? Ah, of course I know her! We're still good friends with her parents. What about her?"

Yui sighed. "Kyouko, yeah… she's having a baby."

"Ehhh?" Her dad's eyes widened in surprise. "No way! And she's still a teenager?"

"Um… yeah."

"Wow! I mean, I knew she was kinda crazy but I didn't know she was a slut, too. Wonder who got her pregnant then."

"Well… the thing is… I did," she finished, her voice barely a whisper.

Her dad's face seemed to lose all its colour as she said that. By that point, she found herself unable to maintain eye contact with her father.

"I'm sorry, dad."

"E-eh… well… isn't she getting an abortion?"

"No... I've tried convincing her but she's set on keeping it."

"That's… hm. Have you two talked about this any further?"

"We haven't really been talking to each other at all lately… to be honest, I don't want anything to do with it."

The older woman folded her arms and furrowed her brows. "I dunno what to tell you. Maybe your grandmother would dishonour you for creating a child out of wedlock but honestly I don't know how you could fix this."

"I'm not trying to fix this. I just… don't know what to do."

"Still try to convince her if you can, but otherwise, keep studying. Just because she wants to give everything up for a baby doesn't mean you have to."

"Yeah, you're right. She told me that, too."

"Good on her. Dammit, Yui, didn't I raise you to be more responsible?" Reaching for the pack of cigarettes on the table, her father brought one to her lips and used a match to light the end. In a way, she was similar to her daughter in that she seemed calm under pressure, but needed an external method to release her stress. A billow of smoke escaped from her lips only to linger in the air surrounding the two.

"You did. You're not to blame here, I am."

"Well don't put all the fault on yourself here. It's not like anyone's forcing your friend to have the kid. She's putting a burden on everybody, not just herself. How incredibly selfish of her."

"I suppose so."

"Though, I do have to ask… really, Yui? Your childhood friend? That's totally cliché. I hope you two didn't have some kind of childhood marriage promise, either. You're better than that. "

"It's not like she's my girlfriend."

"Hah? You don't just fool around with girls, do you?"

"No… well, I mean, sometimes, but that doesn't matter. Kyouko's already dating somebody."

"Seriously!? So the drama thickens. Wait, how do you know it's yours then?"

"They're both female."

"Ah. My, my, what a situation you've got yourself in."

"What situation did who get in?" The wife walked in with two trays full of food, setting them down on the table. She went back into the kitchen to retrieve the next tray.

Yui received a look from her father. "You think you can explain to your mother what happened?"

A small bead of sweat rolled down her temple. "W-well…"

"Ugh, I'll just say it. Your daughter here got someone pregnant." Right at that moment, her mother's gaze seemed to darken and Yui knew she was done for. As she slowly came to place the last tray, the two sat rigidly, not daring to say anything. Yui gulped in fear when her mother straightened herself.

"Yui."

"Yes, mom?"

"Stand up."

Carefully, she did as she was told and stood up, trying not to make it obvious that she was shaking.

"Now look at me."

The command seemed impossible, but Yui mustered up all her courage to look her mother straight in the eye. When she met her mother's deep, black orbs, it was like she was staring at death itself. The woman raised her hand, then swiftly delivered a powerful slap across her daughter's face. The harsh sound that echoed from the contact resonated into her father's ears, making her wince.

Yui's cheek throbbed with pain, but it didn't hurt nearly as much as the shame she felt.

"You dare disgrace our name, Yui?!"

"Honey..."

"Yui, I asked one thing of you, one thing!" Fire raged in her mother's eyes, a vein on her forehead threatening to burst. "I let you live by yourself because I thought you were responsible! A reliable daughter!"

"Darling please..."

"And what do you do?! You go and knock someone up like some kind of deadbeat?! You're already making us grandparents?! This soon?! I raised you better than this!"

"Please calm down-"

"You, shut up!" she snapped. Her wife shrunk down in fear. "Why did you have to disappoint us, Yui? We give you all this care and this is how you repay us?"

Yui bowed her head and grit her teeth, trying to keep her voice steady. "I'm sorry, mom, I'm sorry, already! I didn't ask for this either! She doesn't wanna get rid of it, what am I supposed to do?!"

"You got yourself into this mess and so it's up to you to get yourself out of it. But a baby, Yui, are you fucking kidding me?"

"I said calm down already," her wife reiterated, putting out her cigarette in the ashtray. "It's not like she killed somebody, for god's sake."

"What about her future? How's she going to focus on her studies with a fucking child?"

"Well she doesn't have to raise it, does she? Yui here isn't even dating the girl so she can just break ties, no problem. Come on, darling, listen to yourself. This isn't the worst that could've happened to her."

Yui, remaining in the same position, prepared herself for whatever answer her mother would give. Silently, she thanked her father for being the voice of reason.

"I'm calling your aunt tomorrow to terminate your apartment lease. You'll be living with us for the remainder of high school." On that note, she turned back to return to the kitchen.

Yui sat down and pinched the bridge of her nose, exasperated. Great. Could be worse, she guessed.

"Could be worse," her dad offered, as if reading her thoughts. "This is to be expected."

"Figures."

"You know your mother. But hey, I'm sure it'll all turn out fine in the end."

"I hope so."

Sighing, her dad took out another cigarette. She seemed to hesitate for a second, before offering one to Yui as well. "This might help calm your nerves down."

Yui normally wasn't one to partake in this sort of thing but with how stressed she's been lately, she needed something to ease her tension. She took it gratefully. "Thanks... for this and sticking up for me."

"Yeah, yeah, don't get all sentimental on me, you little shit. Now give me a light." Yui took the box of matches, struck one alight, and lit the end of her father's cigarette. She did the same to her own, but coughed rather violently at the dry smoke that seemed to burn her throat. After a few more puffs, however, she gradually got used to it.

Though things didn't go quite as well as she had hoped for, Yui was glad that she had at least one person on her side. Something told her things may not go as smoothly with everyone else once they found out, but maybe dad was right, and it really will turn out fine in the end.


Having searched throughout the entire station for the past five minutes or so, understandably Ayano was becoming increasingly concerned with the lack of a certain blonde that was supposed to be here well before she even arrived here. After all, Kyouko was the one that arranged for where they were going today.

The area wasn't particularly packed so she shouldn't have had any trouble spotting her in the first place. Ayano looked to the clock at the center of the station and saw that the train was scheduled to leave in about four minutes. If Kyouko didn't come soon, they'd have to wait another hour for the next one.

"O~i! Oi, Ayano!" The purple-haired girl jumped at the sound of her name being called and spun around to see where the voice was coming from.

What she saw shocked her. "K-Kyouko?!"

Waving her arm excitedly, Kyouko came through the entrance to the station wearing some sort of outfit that included a leopard-printed fur coat, gold chains, and a large hat with a protruding feather. To top it all off, she also had a jewel-encrusted cane in her hand which she held proudly. "Hey!"

"Kyouko what is the meaning of this?!"

"Heheh, I look pretty cool right?" Kyouko flashed her a smile, which revealed a set of fake golden teeth.

"You're wearing this for our three year anniversary?!"

"Well yeah! You see, I was thinking we could go to this one club in the next city, and if it looked like I was your escort, then they wouldn't ask for any ID. You even dressed up for the role! That's some good thinking, Ayano."

Ayano didn't know whether she should kick her in the puss for the shameless idea or sock her right in the gut for suggesting she was dressed like a prostitute. Whatever the case, an announcement at the station made her remember that they were running late. Begrudgingly, she grabbed her girlfriend's hand, dragged her up the steps to the platform, and boarded the train just in time. They found an empty seat just at the end of the car. The vehicle began to move in a matter of seconds.

"You aren't mad, are you, Ayano?"

She sighed but nonetheless grinned. "Figures you would pull something like this."

Kyouko smiled back in relief. "Hey, you know it wasn't a bad idea."

"I never said that. Now, where do you actually plan on taking me?"

"Eh… so I guess it's a no for the club then…" Kyouko removed her hat and set it on her lap, faking disappointment. "How about… the Pon-Pon Pudding Cafe?"

Ayano's face lit up like she was a little kid. "Really? That's where we're going?"

"Yup!"

"Ya-uh, I mean," she cleared her throat, correcting herself. "Sounds like an excellent restaurant."

"Oh calm on, admit it, you're excited!"

Ayano folded her arms, blushing. "Hm. Well… maybe a little."

"Ahhh, that was so good!" Kyouko plopped down on her bed, thoroughly satisfied. She lay down with her arms outstretched to further accentuate that fact.

"I can't believe you wore that thing the entire time," Ayano remarked. She closed the door behind her and sat down next to her girlfriend. "The waitresses and everyone else in the cafe were all staring at us like we were freaks."

"Let 'em judge, let 'em judge. All that matters is that I got what we came for." Kyouko patted her belly for emphasis.

"Geez, don't eat too much, Kyouko. You look like you're pregnant or something."

The blonde's face twitched, unnoticed by Ayano. She chuckled, trying not to sound awkward. "Haha, good one... I'm a growing girl, ya know?"

"That you are," she patted Kyouko's stomach in affirmation, eliciting a squeal from her.

Kyouko giggled nervously. "H-hehe…" Wanting to change the subject fast, she got up on her elbows and surprised Ayano with an unsolicited kiss.

"Nnh! Kyouko!" Somehow or another, Kyouko ended up pinning down Ayano to her bed. Seeing how lewd her girlfriend looked, with her shirt slightly unbuttoned, exposing a bit of her skin, and face flushed a deep red, Kyouko knew she was ready for her. She leaned in and kissed her again, though this time more gently.

Ayano reciprocated with no hesitation, giving in to her girlfriend. Already she could feel the area between her legs begin to moisten. Her arousal had been building up steadily this evening, ever since Kyouko took her out to the cafe. The sexual tension between them had become more and more obvious as the night drew on.

Kyouko found her girlfriend's submissiveness to be rather cute and took advantage of the fact by wasting no time in undressing her. Ayano's shirt, skirt and stockings were off in no time and all that was left was her underwear. Finding the heat between their bodies to be a bit stuffy, she removed her own clothes as well until she was in the same state as Ayano.

The purple-haired girl gasped as Kyouko pulled up her bra to expose her breasts, and moaned while she nipped and suckled on her nipples.

"K...Kyouko…" Wanting to pick up the pace a little, she put her hands in Kyouko's hair and glanced down at her. Kyouko understood the unspoken command and kissed down her stomach down to Ayano's sweet spot.

"Fufu, you've got some sexy underwear today, eh Ayano?" Embarrassment washed over her as she remembered that Chitose had lent her some of her lingerie for the 'special event' as she had called it, and for some reason Ayano went ahead and accepted it. She shook her head of that thought and instead focused on the moment right now. Kyouko began to pull down her underwear agonizingly slow, Ayano on the verge of losing her patience. When it was finally off, the blonde looked up at her with those beautiful eyes and she could've sworn her heart stopped right then and there.

She suddenly let out a high-pitched moan when Kyouko touched her tongue to her clit, much to her girlfriend's satisfaction. Kyouko closed her eyes and lapped at her juices, savouring the sweet taste of Ayano. The girl on the receiving end seemed to be in heaven, bunching up the sheets in her fists as pleasure claimed her.

By now, Kyouko figured it was time to make things a bit more interesting. Without any warning, she inserted her middle digit into Ayano's depths, her warm, wet walls wrapping tightly around her. "A-ahn…"

She only stopped once she was unable to go in any farther. Ayano loved it when Kyouko went inside, it made her feel as if they were truly connected to each other. "Ah!" She threw her head back in ecstasy once Kyouko started to piston her finger in and out of her, and with the added sensation of her tongue, Ayano knew she wouldn't be able to last much longer.

"Kyouko… T-Toshinou Kyouko!" Something inside her burst, and before she knew it all she could feel were pleasant sensations that spread from her center to the rest of her body. Her inner walls clenched around Kyouko's finger several times, until she was finally spent. At that moment, she let out a breath of contentment, having released her pent-up frustrations.

"How was that," Kyouko inquired, with a smirk. She went up and lay down beside her, feeling smug over the look on Ayano's face.

"Lovely. Where on earth did you learn that oral technique?"

"Hehe. Practice," she answered, putting her hands behind her head. "Lots and lots of Practice."

"Is that so…" Ayano, showing a surprising amount of energy, went and topped Kyouko, reversing their earlier position. "I'll show you how good I've gotten, too."

"Fufu. We'll see who's better by the end of the night then."

Ayano chuckled, and while she was above her, out of the corner of her eye she noticed something in the window. Snow? No wait… why was the snow kinda… bloody? "Chi... Chitose…?"

"Nnh, take me, Ayano!" Kyouko pulled her down for a kiss before she could say anything else.