"Just go away Chitose. Leave me alone."

"Ayano-chan… are you sure you'll be ok?"

"Yeah, just… just go."

Chitose reluctantly went to leave, giving Ayano one last look before closing her bedroom door.

At the sound of the door clicking, Ayano turned back to bury herself into her pillow, drenching it in more tears. There was a dull, heavy ache in her chest that felt worse than any sort of physical pain she ever had. It was the sort of pain that could only result from heartbreak.

After confronting her girlfriend earlier that day she decided she didn't have any willpower to continue the rest of the school day and went straight home, sobbing along the way. Her best friend, Chitose, was quick to accompany her.

Though Chitose proved herself to be an invaluable friend over the years, her being the one that gave Ayano the confidence to confess to her crush, the white-haired girl found she was unable to mend her freshly torn heart. The best she could do was provide her with a meager supply of tissues to dry her sorry state of a face. It hurt Chitose too to see her friend betrayed like this, especially after all the support she's given those two.

It seems all those years' worth of build-up amounted to nothing.

The tears wouldn't stop coming. All Ayano could think about was how she gave her all for Kyouko and yet she repaid her like this. How could she do this to her? After everything they've been through?

'Kyouko…'

Her thoughts were suddenly invaded by a dark-haired rival, the one that stole her beloved away from her. Then came along filthy images of the two doing it together, performing the very act that resulted in her girlfriend's pregnancy.

'Get out of my head… get out of my head!' Ayano rolled over onto her back to stare back at the ceiling, her vision clouded by tears. In that very moment, she cursed her existence. Why would someone like her, of all people, have to go through something like this?

'What does she have that I don't… what does she…'

Right. Of course. She and Kyouko were, after all, of the same sex. It was never real to begin with anyway.


Kyouko shuffled her way back to her classroom, her eyes still puffy from crying. The girl had gone through a lot the past few months, all because of a mistake that could've easily been prevented had they been careful. Just goes to show one can only be so careless without having to eventually face the consequences.

With her head low, she kept a languid pace down the hall, all of the energy she might've had earlier completely drained. Along the way, she accidentally bumped into somebody and as she was about apologise she met the cold eyes of an adult.

"Toshinou Kyouko."

"Ah… yes?"

"Come with me to the faculty office right now."


As Akari clumsily made her way to the club room, she fumbled inside her pocket to check her phone.

She scrolled through her messages to find the most recent one from Kyouko just about an hour ago.

Emergency Club Meeting - 1700 After School.

Akari breathed a sigh of relief. She was worried she had gotten the time wrong and perhaps was coming either too early or too late, because there seemed to be no one else around heading up there.

Since the tea ceremony club in their high school was active, Kyouko and Yui decided to use the old light music club room on the third floor as their new Amusement Club hideout. Though they didn't have meetings as often as they did in middle school, the four members were still close with one another, and hangouts outside of school became increasingly more common instead.

Panting after climbing up all the way to the top floor, Akari found the club room and proceeded to slide the door open. To her surprise, not only was the entire Amusement Club here, but also members of the student council. Everyone, except Sugiura Ayano and Chitose.

"Hey, who opened the door?" Kyouko asked. The blonde was sitting at the center of the table, the rest of the girls either seated around her or somewhere else in the room, doing their own thing.

Akari pouted. "I'm right here, Kyouko-chan!"

"Oh, right right! Get in already, we were just about to start."

The redhead closed the door behind her and sat down on a chair across from Kyouko, everyone else turning their attention to the Amusement Club president.

"Alright. Everyone present?"

"Yes. With the obvious absence of Sugiura-senpai," Himawari affirmed.

"Good. So, you may all know about, well…"

"Pretty much," Sakurako said with a bored tone. "I was the one who spread it!"

"Why do you sound so proud?" Himawari retorted.

"Yui-senpai… how could you…" Chinatsu wept, squeezing Yui's arm tightly. Yui did her best to ignore the pain, but also couldn't help but cringe at her underclassman's apparent hard-on grinding against her leg.

"Y-yeah…" Kyouko cleared her throat. "On to the news. I'm leaving Nanamori High."

Silence followed, then,

"EEEHHH?!"

"Kyouko-chan, you can't just leave us before graduating!"

"Who's gonna be the president?!"

"Kyouko-senpai does this mean I can eat all the Amusement Club's pudding?!"

"Sakurako please read the mood…"

"Yui-senpai…"

"QUIET!" Kyouko yelled, effectively shutting up the distraught teenagers. "I was planning on getting an abortion but it would be a waste now that I'm already getting expelled from school anyway. So instead I will decide to take care of my progeny to ensure she continues my legacy."

"Progeny…" Yui muttered.

"But what about Ayano?" Akari asked.

"Now, any questions?"

Sakurako raised her hand. "What about Ayano-senpai?"

"I just asked that!" Akari whined.

Completely ignoring her, Kyouko answered, "Well, that's kinda personal. But I'll try to work things out with her."

"I see."

"Um Sakurako, what on earth are you wearing?"

"My uniform! What does it look like?"

"I mean this," Himawari grabbed her arm and pointed at her armband, where the words 'Student Council' were supposed to be but instead was replaced with a big, bold swastika.

"Oh, this?" Sakurako chuckled. "It's a nazi symbol."

"I know that. But why."

"Well, I did a lotta research on that Hitler guy and I figure he's actually pretty cool. So, from here on out I'm a nazi!" She pointed to herself proudly.

Himawari stared blankly. "Ahah…"

"Japan's just not the way it used to be anymore. I mean, have you seen the amount of foreigners around?! It's outrageous. Not to mention disgusting. People should just stick to the country they originated from."

"Right…"

"I think we gotta restore our nation back to its former glory and conquer the rest of Asia, don't you think? I mean, we're basically the only civilised country around here may as well claim our title as the superior race and dispose of the rest. And you know, Hitler was pretty tight with us back then! Only goes to show we gotta follow in his footsteps and re-establish our Empire."

"Yeah…"

"So I'm just thinking, Nazism sounds like the best route for us to follow."

"Yeah I-wait, what? No, we should be communist."

"Are you retarded? Get the fuck out, you're just out to suck Russian dick."

"Hmph." Himawari folded her arms. "Says the one basically slobbering all over German cock."

"You fuckin' wanna go you little cunt?!"

"O-oi, go argue somewhere else," Kyouko said. The rest of the girls looked on with varying levels of confusion and boredom.

"Hehe, sorry. Stupid bitches forget their place sometimes. Just gotta give them a good fucking to put them back in line." Himawari glared at her, but nonetheless blushed subtly. The damn masochist.

"Ok, now that we got that sorted out… how about some baby names?"

Sakurako's hand shot up in the air. "Ooh, ooh!"

"Yes?"

"How about Adolf?"

"I'd think the name Mitsuko sounds really cute!" Akari suggested.

"Yui-senpai… would be an excellent choice of name…" Chinatsu sniveled.

...

As spring was fast approaching, the sun was yet to completely set beneath the horizon but still bathed the city in a hue of amber tinted with purple. Kyouko and Yui walked side by side each other up the concrete steps of a hill which led to a series of houses that were built alongside a mountain. It was here that Yui spent the first 13 years of her life before she began living alone in middle school.

"The meeting went by better than I expected," Kyouko commented.

"It actually did. Although I'm kind of worried about Sakurako's political agenda."

"How so?"

"Well I dunno, she kinda sounds like the next Hitler."

"Heheh. Be careful what you say, she may actually become our imperial leader one day."

"I hope to god not…"

Kyouko giggled and put her arms behind her head. "Our baby's coming along by the way."

Yui glanced over at her stomach. It was definitely becoming more obvious. "So I guess the abortion plan is out of question now?"

"Yup. Well, to be honest, I don't think I would've actually gone through with it. I'd've probably chickened out anyway."

Yui sighed. "Just do whatever you want, Kyouko."

"Don't I do that best?" The two finally reached Yui's house, both slightly panting from the long way up. Since more often than not the door was left unlocked, they both went right in and removed their shoes at the entryway.

"I'm back," Yui called.

"Welcome home," her dad answered from the dining table. "Ah, Kyouko."

"What's good my nigga," the blonde greeted.

"Um, what?"

"Haha, nothing."

Yui walked towards the stairs. "I'm gonna head up to the bathroom real quick."

"Yes ma'am!" Kyouko saluted. The dark-haired girl began to climb up. She decided to make conversation with Yui's dad meanwhile. "Whaddup!"

"Yo." The older woman waved her hand in acknowledgement while she was watching a re-run of that one show 'iCarly' except dubbed in Japanese. "How ya been Kyouko? Been a while."

"Ehh? I was just here a few weeks ago!"

"Yeah but you kinda just ate all the food I prepared then had sex with my daughter."

Kyouko turned bright red in embarrassment. "R-right…"

Yui's dad grinned knowingly and patted the younger girl's shoulder. "I won't hold it against you. Always kinda thought you two had a thing. You know about that mole Yui has then?"

She perked up. "Yeah yeah! I never would've thought a person could have a mole there!"

"Right? That's what I thought when she was born too."

"Totally! And like she's got these weird habits too like when she-"

"-gets her pubes all over the soap bar in the bathroom," they both said in unison.

"Oh my goooood, I know right," her dad agreed. "Don't tell her this but that's at least half the reason why I approved of her living on her own back then in middle school. Like, it was getting damn nasty what with all her pubes all over the very thing I use to clean myself."

"Yeah, I mean, Yui's got everything together and all, but for some reason she just can't go through one soap bar without getting her 'bush' all tangled up in it."

"Exactly. Like Totoro just shed his entire winter coat by the time she's done bathing."

"Haha, yeah yeah!" The two chuckled at Yui's expense, but all in good humour. "Also, what the heck are you watching?"

"I don't know but I just watch it for the blonde."

Kyouko smirked. "You haven't got a blonde fetish do you?"

"Ha, not really but it's a nice hair colour. Looks good on you, too."

She blushed slightly. "Thanks."

"Hey, don't get all cute and embarrassed on me now. Wait until you're legal at least."

"L-legal?!" Was she seriously implying...

"Yeah. No fair Yui gets you all to yourself ya know. I wanna sample some of that too."

Kyouko's entire face was turning red and yet Yui's dad somehow managed to look entirely apathetic. Okay, she did realise Yui seemed to get most of her looks from her father but it's not like she ever saw her in that way… I mean, she was in her mid-forties or something!

"Relax Kyouko, I'm just playing." She pointed the remote at the TV and the screen went black with a shutter of static. Afterwards, she stood up and headed to the kitchen, but not without pausing to gaze down at her daughter's best friend. Her eyes wandered well below her face. "Although… you did fill out… quite nicely."

"Huh… where are you looking!" she covered her breasts, suddenly self-conscious. "What the heck, you damn pervert!"

Yui's dad laughed and continued to pass her by to the kitchen. "Just kidding." The sound of footsteps coming downstairs were heard through the walls until her daughter reappeared.

"Hey. Um… why're you hiding your breasts?"

Kyouko was still steaming like a damn rice cooker. "Nothing."