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"Luisa, you have to sing something, show the Maus how we do it here in Germany," Pieter called over the thudding base and chatting people. At this point in the evening many of the members from DSM had already preformed something, to the enjoyment of the crowd, the only ones who had yet to perform were Luisa and Beca who were still wrapped up in there conversation at the back of the booth, having tuned everyone else out an hour earlier.

Beca's head snapped up, "Hey, I am not a mouse," she argued with a glare. Luisa eyed the smaller woman and swooned slightly, the glare on Beca was adorable and the blonde was having troubles containing herself.

"You don't argue when Luisa calls you it," the man pointed out, his eyebrow arching in question. Beca felt the heat rush to her cheeks, embarrassed at having been called out. The truth was she didn't mind when Luisa called her out, in fact, she kind of liked it.

"That's different," She stated much to the German's amusement. Luisa had remained quiet through out the exchange, but hearing Beca almost approval of the pet name made Luisa grin, and decide to intercede on the brunette's behalf sparing her from any further embarrassment.

"Leave her alone Pieter, she can't possibly appreciate my musical genius." Luisa goaded.

"Oh really?" Beca challenged, "I think you're just being over confident."

"Is that so Maus?" Luisa taunted, both women leaning steadily closer together, "I'll just have to prove it, won't I," Luisa practically purred. Beca's eye's darkened with lust, she couldn't believe the hold this woman seemed to have on her.

"If you can," Beca challenged. Luisa smirked and leaned in even closer, the blonde was so close that Beca thought they were about to kiss, when the German suddenly turned her head to whisper in the small brunette's ear.

"You have no clue what you've gotten yourself into Maus," Luisa said quietly before placing a quick kiss on Beca's cheek. Beca stared after the blonde in amazement as Luisa went to cue her song for her turn on the stage.

"You're drooling Beca," Pieter teased as Luisa walked on to the stage.

"Oh shut up," she mumbled as she pushed his shoulder lightly, much to Beca's disappointment he didn't even sway slightly.

"It's okay to drool," He said more seriously, "She likes you too," He smilied lightly.

"Really?" Beca asked hopefully before composing herself. "I mean, what are you talking about, don't be ridiculous. I've known her for like, a day"

"Sometimes that doesn't matter," Pieter said sagely as Luisa was announced as the next performer. Beca thought about his words as Luisa took the stage. The blonde finding Beca in the crowd before sending her a quick wink.

"Do you really think so?" Beca asked Pieter quietly. She'd known the man for 2 hours, give or take, but she felt that she could trust him.

"Trust me Maus," He teased, smirking at Beca's glare. "I've known Luisa since we were 10, she likes you." Beca smiled and turned her attention back to the stage.

"Hallo allerseits, mein Name Luisa; Sie können mich von DSM wissen, wie die meisten aus unserer Gruppe hat bereits heute Abend hier gewesen. Dieser Song ist für die Maus in den Rücken, die scheint nicht zu wissen, dass es nicht so etwas wie mehr als zuversichtlich." Lousia introduced to the crowd leaving Pieter laughing as he had not realized that Beca could understand everything Luisa had just said. He turned to translate when he noticd Beca's scowl and the music started.

"What is it Beca?" The man asked

"Did she have to tell the whole Bar that I'm a Mouse?" She questioned with a glare.

"You understood her?" He asked in disbelief.

"Of course, my grandparents are German, it was my moms first language and considering I lived here for the first 3 years of my life it was mine too."

"I don't believe you, what did Luisa say?" He questioned, testing the brunette in front of him. Beca sighed before answering.

"She said 'Hi everyone, my name is Luisa; you may know me from DSM as most of our group has already been up here tonight. This song is for the Maus in the back who doesn't seem to know that there is no such thing as being over confident.'" Beca explained, providing a complete translation for the German before turning away from his stunned expression as the music finally started for Luisa's performance.

Beca's jaw dropped, "is she serious?" she muttered to herself, but as Luisa began to move around the stage she decided to simply enjoy the performance.

Are you ready?

Beca's eyes stared transfixed, shaking her head at the question that opened the song.

It's time for me to take it
I'm the boss right now
Not gonna fake it
Not when you go down
'Cause this is my game
And you better come to play

I used to hold my freak back
Now I'm letting go
I make my own choice
[Clean version:]
Yeah I run this show
[Explicit version:]
Bitch, I run this show
So leave the lights on
No, you can't make me behave

So you say I'm complicated
That I must be outta my mind
But you've had me underrated
Rated, rated

As Luisa sang her hips swayed to the music provocatively, her eyes never leaving Beca's.

What's wrong with being, what's wrong with being
What's wrong with being confident?
What's wrong with being, what's wrong with being
What's wrong with being confident?

It's time to get the chains out
Is your tongue tied up?
'Cause this is my ground
And I'm dangerous
And you can get off
But it's all about me tonight

So you say I'm complicated
That I must be outta my mind
But you've had me underrated
Rated, rated

What's wrong with being, what's wrong with being
What's wrong with being confident?
What's wrong with being, what's wrong with being
What's wrong with being confident?
What's wrong with being, what's wrong with being
What's wrong with being confident?
What's wrong with being, what's wrong with being
What's wrong with being confident?

So you say I'm complicated
But you've had me underrated

What's wrong with being, what's wrong with being
What's wrong with being confident?
What's wrong with being, what's wrong with being
What's wrong with being confident?
What's wrong with being, what's wrong with being
What's wrong with being confident?
What's wrong with being, what's wrong with being
What's wrong with being confident?

The bar exploded as everyone jumped to their feet, applauding Luisa as she stepped off the stage. She swaggered over to Beca with a smirk on her face.

"So Maus," She purred, "Still think I have nothing to be confident for?" Beca gulped before a wicked smile crept to her face.

"That was good," Luisa's face contorted in indignation at being labeled merely good. "I will give you that," Beca moved her mouth near the German's ear, only possible because of their now seated positions. In a move reminiscent of the blonde before her own performance Beca purred into her ear, "It was good, but I'm better." As Beca walked towards the stage Luisa could swear she saw an added sway to her hips, causing her to groan and drop her head on the table.

"She's going to kill me," She mumbled, Pieter laughed as he was the only one close enough to watch his friends torture.

"To be fair," he stated, "you did start it."

"I think she's about to finish it though," Luisa said with a small smile.

"All that means is you finally found someone who can keep up with you," he pointed out slyly.

"She's not even interested Pieter," Luisa protested as Beca made her way to the stage.

"That's bullshit and you know it. She was practically drooling after your earlier stunt and she seemed to thoroughly enjoy her ride to the bar on the back of your motorcycle."

"That doesn't mean anything though," Luisa argued, missing Beca's introduction and dedication on the stage.

"Luisa stop it, we both know your not that stupid. Besides I think the poor girl was about to combust when your song ended. And then you sauntered over here and didn't even kiss her?" He chastised.

"Okay lets say she does like me, that doesn't mean she's okay with what is it the Americans call it? PDA? Regardless I think she should make the first move, I don't want to come across as pushy or creepy." With that statement the opening bars to Beca's song came on Causing Luisa to gasp and Pieter to smirk in victory, the other DSM members who had finally migrated back to the table giggled at their leaders dumbstruck look.

"I think she's more than okay with it," With a wink Pieter focused his attention on the stage, causing Luisa to do the same.

Beca smiled from her place on stage, ready to show Luisa that she gave as good as she got. Stepping up to the mic Beca removed it from it's stand as she began to sing, moving around the stage in away that Luisa could only describe as sexy.

Tell me what you want
What you like
It's okay
I'm a little curious, too
Tell me if it's wrong
If it's right
I don't care
I can keep a secret, can you?

Got my mind on your body and your body on my mind
Got a taste for the cherry, I just need to take a bite

At this point Luisa's mind had short circuited, all she could do was follow Beca's movements around the stage with unbridled lust in her eyes, as she thought about exactly what she would do to Beca's body in private.

Don't tell your mother
Kiss one another
Die for each other
We're cool for the summer
(Ha)

Ooh, ooh

Take me down into your paradise
Don't be scared 'cause I'm your body type
Just something that we wanna try
'Cause you and I
We're cool for the summer

Tell me if I won
If I did
What's my prize?
I just wanna play with you, too
Even if they judge
Fuck it
I'll do the time
I just wanna have some fun with you

Got my mind on your body and your body on my mind
Got a taste for the cherry, I just need to take a bite

Don't tell your mother
Kiss one another
Die for each other
We're cool for the summer
(Ha)

Ooh, ooh

Take me down into your paradise
Don't be scared 'cause I'm your body type
Just something that we wanna try
'Cause you and I
We're cool for the summer
(Ha)
We're cool for the summer
We're cool for the summer

Shh... don't tell your mother

Beca walked off the stage, her eyes fixed on Luisa's as she continued to sing, her hips swaying provocativley, as Luisa gulped, her mouth dry as she tried to restart her brain. Her friends laughed at seeing the mighty Kommissar brought to her metaphorical knees by the tiny brunette.

Got my mind on your body and your body on my mind
Got a taste for the cherry, I just need to take a bite

(Take me down) Take me down into your paradise
(Don't be scared)Don't be scared 'cause I'm your body type
Just something that we wanna try (wanna try)
'Cause you and I (you and I)
We're cool for the summer

(Take me down) We're cool for the summer
(Don't be scared) 'Cause I'm your body type
Just something that we wanna try
'Cause you and I (you and I)
We're cool for the summer
(Ha)

Ooh

We're cool for the summer

They were inches apart know, Beca breathing heavily after her performance, her eyes locked on Luisa's as she whispered on simple phrase that left Luisa confident in her actions. "Your move," it was said so teasingly that Luisa only had one way to respond.

She grabbed Beca's hand and pulled her out of the bar pushing through anyone who got in the way. Beca couldn't even process that they were outside before Luisa finally acted.

Surging forward their lips connected in a kiss that had all the clichés making sense. In the back of her mind Luisa was pretty sure she heard a wolf whistle from Pieter but decided it didn't matter as long as Beca didn't stop what she was doing.

Eventually the two had to part for air but they did so with massive grins on their faces. Luisa twines their hands together before pulling Beca out of the bar into the night, once outside Luisa leans down placing another kiss on the smaller girls lips. Unlike the first kiss that was rushed and passion filled, the result of a weeks work of built up tension, this kiss was soft and sweet, almost hesitant.

Slowly pulling away Beca sighed and frowned, an action that did go unmissed by Luisa.

"What's wrong Maus?" She asked in concern

"I just, maybe this isn't the best idea." Beca mumbled quietly.

"Why is that?" Luisa could feel her heart breaking, a sinking feeling in her stomach telling her that this conversation would not end how she wanted it to.

"It's just not a good idea," Beca quietly stated, refusing to make eye contact with the woman before her. Luisa took in Beca's posture, her arms were crossed in front of her body, almost as though they were holding her together, while her back was hunched forward slightly. Seeing how upset the brunette was, gave Luisa an idea as to what had caused the sudden change of heart.

"Why are you so scared of this?" She whispered dejectedly. Beca's face crumpled hearing how upset Luisa was, the brunette decided to answer honestly, feeling as though she owed Luisa that much.

"It's just," Beca began trying to find the words to express what she was feeling, "My last relationship was more, Jar of hearts than Thousand Years. And I would hate myself if I ever did anything to hurt you." Beca admitted softly, her eyes meeting Luisa's for the first time, showing the blonde the unshed tears that could be seen in the deep ocean blue eyes.

"What makes you think that you would hurt me? Why is that the only possible outcome for our relationship?" Luisa asked gently wanting to understand Beca's reasoning.

"We live on opposite sides of the world Luisa, how could that ever work?"

"Well, for one, you're here till August, and luckily both of us finished exams earlier in the month so we still have 4 and a half months where we would get to be together." Luisa pointed out firmly, but keeping her tone gentle, not wanting to scare Beca off.

"Great, so we date for 4 and a half months, I fall even harder for you and then I get to have my heart shattered when I have to go back to school, with a promise of maybe seeing you the next summer." Beca snarked, she hadn't meant to come off so harsh but it was her default when she was upset and trying to protect herself.

"Why are you so hung up on the maybe? We have the use of Skype, text, email, we could communicate everyday. And my family is going overseas for the Christmas holiday's to celebrate with my uncle in New York; didn't you say you normally spend it with your mom there?" Luisa pointed out, trying to keep the desperation out of her voice. Beca observed the woman before her, she had never seen Luisa look so fragile, as though her whole world was about to collapse. Beca knew she was feeling the same way and her resolve began to waiver as she thought about what Luisa was saying.

"That's true," Beca said hesitantly, relief spreading through Luisa's body. "And I mean there's always spring break, it's week but if I plan my schedule right I could fly out here at that point and have two weeks with you." Beca offered with a small smile that turned into a full on grin as Luisa visibly sagged in relief. Beca reached out and took Luisa's hand in her own, yelping as the German used the connection to pull the smaller woman into her arms.

"I think we can do this Maus, as long as we both try" Luisa mumbles into Beca's hair, breathing in the scent of the brunettes floral shampoo.

"Okay," Beca breathed feeling safe I in the other woman's arms. "Let's do it, because if I can't ever kiss you again I may combust." Beca joked.

"Well we can't have that, now can we?" Luisa teases before sweeping in for another kiss that put the first two to shame.

Beca pulled back from the kiss with a grin on her face, it was going to be an interesting summer.