Prompt 312

Lightning's never been shy about her body. Little does she know, coming down to breakfast every morning in her lacy little satin nighties is driving roommate Fang crazy. Will she get a clue about Fang's desire for her? Or will Fang go nuts and jump her first?

Bonus round: Light's doing it on purpose.

There she was, again, just like every other morning. When Fang had first moved in she had been glad to find out just how attractive her new roommate was. After all, she didn't want to end up with some hairy guy in his boxers all the time. However she quickly found out that there was a very similar downside. Much like the hypothetical horrible roommate, Lightning was also not shy about her body, and had no problems walking around in very little. What had been a blessing quickly became a curse when Fang realized just how crazy it drove her.

Now, here she was eating cereal as Lightning casually walked into the kitchen. At least today was somewhat better, a long t-shirt and shorts. On particularly hot days Lightning would just walk around in her underwear. Not that Fang noticed much of a difference when Lightning reached up high to get a box of cereal down, stretching up as the shirt rode high, showing off her ass that Fang had caught herself staring at so many times. Then she bent down at the waist to pick a bowl.

"Seriously, " Fang thought, "Who bends like that? And for that matter, who organizes their kitchen like that? Why can't she keep those things at a better level?" Fang managed to tear her eyes away when Lightning started to turn around, focusing on her breakfast instead. Just a moment later she heard the sound of a bowl being set down on the table. Looking up as Lightning sat down and poured herself a bowl. Her hair was somewhat ruffled and the oversized shirt was lopsided on her. Fang nearly whined when Lightning yawned, closing her eyes and covering her mouth with one hand. Lightning added some milk to her cereal and took a bite, followed by a swallow of coffee, and that was the start of Fang's day.

Most days were fine once breakfast was over. Today was the same, once Fang made it through breakfast Lightning changed and then left for work, giving Fang her needed respite. The real problem was that it happened every morning. It was really starting to put a strain on her. This was her friend and roommate, but every time she'd come out of her room in some showy outfit Fang's idea of what she wanted for breakfast would change in a second. It was that night though that a real test was presented to her. When Lightning came home Fang learned that her dear roommate had the next week off, and when Lightning didn't have to work, she didn't have to change or leave. Unless Fang got called away on a weeklong hunting trip, she'd be stuck with a beautiful scantily clad woman, which was way worse than it sounded.

Unfortunately, havoc was not unleashed in the form of a large monster. This meant Fang had to put up with being around Lightning all day. Usually this would be fine, but it seemed like each day her outfits got progressively smaller. All she could think about was how she wanted to tug on that naval piercing with her teeth, or throw the other woman against a wall and show her what those outfits did. She was hardly even sleeping now. Just lying in bed wondering what Lightning was wearing, what magnificent torture of an outfit she'd be wearing tomorrow. She was nearing her breaking point. A breaking point she would reach very soon.

It was Thursday when it happened. Fang, with dark circles starting to form under her eyes, sat at the table eating. She couldn't even remember what she had gotten now, she was so focused on when Lightning would come out. She knew it would be just another moment and she'd walk out in something that she had no right to look that good in. Sure enough Lightning strolled out, bedhead and dreary eyed, but Fang was in no way prepared.

She might as well have been hit with a sledgehammer for as stunned as she was. This was above and beyond. It was a cruel and wonderful punishment. It was a force of nature not to be reckoned with. It was a light pink satin nighty, covering her barely in dark pink to hide the important parts, and the rest all the way to her thighs in a loose and so-see-through-its-barely-there gown. The rest of the morning was a blur, as Fang's only thought was on this wonderful new garment. She didn't snap out of it till she walked by Lightning's room and heard the other woman on the phone.

"I'm telling you it's not working… I'm pretty sure I would know if it was… You're kidding right? Why did I ask you about this again?" Lightning said to the other person, who Fang guessed to be Serah. She was about to walk away, not wanting to eavesdrop on her roommate when she heard something else.

"Yes I'm wearing the nighty you got me." That got Fang's attention. So Serah had bought that for her. She'd have to thank her later, and then kill her for it. Still though, that seemed like an odd thing to buy for a sister. She couldn't imagine Vanille giving her lingerie as a gift.

"No, not one word." Lightning continued, and Fang stepped closer to the door despite herself. Her curiosity getting the better of her. She could only hear one side of the conversation though, so it was confusing.

"You said this would work… I can't do that… No way in hell… Now you're just being ridiculous… Are you going to mock me or are you going to help?... You want me to WHAT?! No way! That's just- Oh god Serah… Yeah yeah, have a nice laugh… Slaying a behemoth is easy, or at least easier than this… What if it's all pointless? Not like I can make someone interested if they're not…"

Now that really got Fang's attention. Lightning was trying to win someone over, and even more, was having trouble doing so? That just seemed impossible. She barely spoke to anyone outside of work, so it's not like there were a lot of people she could have fallen for. Also, who was blind enough to not be interested back? Unless-

"Yeah, ok. I'll talk to you later. Thanks Serah, bye." Fang's train of thought was cut off as she hurried away from the door so as not to be caught eavesdropping. She flopped down on the couch and turned on the tv. Just a minute later Lightning walked in, still wearing the same nosebleed-inducing nighty.

"What are you watching?" She asked, sitting down beside Fang.

"Just, uhh, surfing for something good." Fang answered, trying to keep her eyes on the tv, and doing a very poor job of it. There was a moment's pause before Lightning spoke again.

"Can I ask you something?" Her voice seemed a bit more serious now.

"Sure. What do you need?" Fang said, turning a bit towards her and tossing the remote on the table.

"You've been in a relationship before, right?"

"A couple of times, yeah. Why do you ask, got someone on your mind?" Fang's thoughts travelled back to the overheard conversation. Maybe Serah's advice didn't work out and she wanted to ask someone else for help.

"Yeah. It's kind of embarrassing, but I've never actually been in one before. I asked my sister for advice, but it didn't pan out. So I was wondering, if you wanted to get someone's attention, how would you do it?"

Fang thought for a moment and then decided to put it bluntly. "I'd probably show off, but if I thought it would work, I'd be forward about it. Just walk up to them and tell them how you feel. Worse thing that happens is you get shot down. Nothing wrong with that though, happens to people all the time."

"Hmm, that was pretty much Serah's advice. Show off, or just say it." She looked Fang in the eye. "Did you know she bought me this? Right after that. Said it would help. I don't think it did."

"Well, they gotta see it for it to help. Trust me though, anyone sees you in that, ain't nothing else gonna be on their mind."

"You really think so?"

"Yeah. I've seen it, ain't I?" There was a long pause then. They both looked at each other, staring but saying nothing. Then before either of them could realize it, they were pressed against each other. Fang cupped Lightning's face in her hand as Lightning's hands wrapped around her, one gripping her hair. The next three days were going to be both very short, and very long.

…

Serah opened the door to see a delivery man, carrying a large basket.

"Are you Serah Farron?" He asked, leaning around the basket that he had to carry by the bottom of it due to its weight.

"Yeah, that's me."

"Got a delivery for you. Could you show me were to put it, it's kinda heavy."

"Oh sure." She invited him in and he set it on the table.

"Just sign here." He said, holding out a pad. She signed her name and walked out.

Looking over at the basket, it was filled with all kinds of things. Fruit, flowers, candies, and an assortment of other things. Spotting the card she pulled it off and opened it. She smiled, it simply said "Thank you! –Fang"

Hey, i finished a one-shot! Actually publishing something, yay! Not beta'd or even spell checked, so might be a bit rough, but i'm just glad i got something done. Please review, first published thing in a while, so might not be the best. Mostly done in just a few hours too. Still hope it turned out well. Have a nice day, and a nice FLight.