A/N So, I am sorry for being MIA for a while. Sometimes, real life interrupts and it sucks ;). I am quite busy I actually have so little time to sit down to write. I am almost done revising my thesis and so after I submit it I will come back full force. This is just a filler, this was not initially part of the outline for this story but I thought it would be a nice inclusion and I hope it won't disappoint, much *winks*

This is for Anya who sent me a wonderful personal message. And for all of those who patiently waited, I am kissing all of you now….

Chapter 10: Puppies…

Naomi's eyes narrowed when she saw the girl sitting on the last table with free seats. Her mouth twitched, looking around for possible escape, but there was none. She resigned herself to fate and loudly placed her lunch tray down. She purposely ignored the other occupant of the table.

"Really? You're going to be like this?"

No response came from Naomi, who just munched loudly on her chips.

"Naomi, come on! This is stupid!" Effy rubbed her forehead, frowning at her friend's immaturity, who was still busy munching and ignoring her. Fed up, the brunette pulled the tray towards her.

"Hey! Get your own lunch!" Naomi pulled the tray back.

"If I don't tell Em you sat with me, will you at least talk to me?." The blonde just shrugged. "Seriously? This is stupid. Why are you ignoring me? I didn't do anything to you!"

"Whatever!"

"How eloquent," came the sarcastic reply from Effy.

"Thank you," was the deadpan response.

Effy clenched her fists, annoyance getting the better of her. "I should be the one angry not you!"

"You? Unbelievable! Because of you and your leopard-wearing lady friend, Em haven't been with me this past three days!"

"What I did? Which is what exactly, Naomi?"

"How the fuck should I know? Em was the one who walked in on you two. Actually, I don't want to know. I don't want to lose sleep and have nightmares because of this. All I know is that it turned Em off and now I'm fucking horny and she won't let me touch her!" Her last statement dawned on Effy, who burst into laughter a second later. "Shut up, it's not funny!" Naomi threw a chip at her.

"So this is all about you and your unfulfilled sexual hunger then?"

"What else could it be about? The fuck I care what you do in closed quarters! I don't fucking care if you two had been shagging each other's brains out!"

"Then maybe you should have stopped her. Besides, just deal with it. I dealt with walking on you and Em getting it on, several times I might add."

"That's different."

"How so?"

"We looked hot doing it," Naomi proudly announced.

"As opposed to us looking..."

"Awkward, probably."

"Or too good that Em finally realized she ended up with the wrong girl," Effy purposely teased.

"Fuck you!"

"Fuck you right back!"

"I hate you!"

"Well the feelings mutual, sweetheart."

Naomi didn't respond, she just picked her chips and threw them all at Effy. Then marched away.

"You fucking idiot!" Effy shrieked. "Very mature, Naomi. Very fucking mature!"

Naomi continued walking away only to stop a few seconds after. She breathed deeply and walked back to the table. She sighed and said "I'm sorry, Ef," reluctantly. Effy, who was still brushing the chips off her top, just rolled her eyes and threw some back at her. Then she stood and opened her arms wide, inviting Naomi in.

"I don't like you, Ef. I only hug Em."

"Naomi..."

"Fine," the blonde begrudgingly stepped into the embrace and rested her head on Effy's shoulder. "I'm sorry Ef. I'm just horny."

"You and me both." Effy's response earned a groan from the other girl and a quick back step.

"Well I'm not sleeping with you."

"Like I would want that. I have my own Fitch now, remember?"

"Unfortunately."

"It's all your fault anyway."

"Mine!"

"Yeah, with all the advice you gave her, she jumped ship and jumped me."

"YOU DID WHAT!"

Uh oh, was the only thought in Naomi's mind when she heard the voice behind them. She turned around, puppy dog eyes in place, to face the hot fuming face of none other than Emily Fitch. The love of her life. Her girlfriend.

"Em..."

"You pushed her into Effy?"

"...I can explain..."

"You gave her advice?"

"... that's not what happened..."

"Sex advice?" Emily's voice trembled at the thought.

"I did not!"

"Yes you did." Effy countered, "She was all-knowing when we got it on."

"Not helping, Effy."

"She just wanted to talk and I listened. Em, I swear I didn't give sex pointers." Naomi cringed. Emily, still fuming mad, was no longer listening. She was already walking away. "Em, stop. Please." Naomi begged a few more times before the redhead stopped.

Emily breathed deeply, trying to control her annoyance in an effort to stop Naomi from begging. She didn't like her to beg. Well she did, but not when they are not in bed.

"Em, I didn't, I swear."

"I know, Naoms. I know. Can I just see you back at the house?"

"Are you mad at me?" Naomi's sad voice broke Emily.

"No, not at all," Emily stroked her girlfriend's cheek in a loving way. "I know you didn't. I guess I'm just annoyed with all these. I know it's irrational but I can't help it. I just want to walk away before I say mean things you don't deserve. Tell Effy sorry and that I am just being irrational, please."

"Okay… So you're not mad at me?"

"No."

"So we're okay?"

"Yes."

"You still love me then?" Naomi asked with a smile.

"Madly," with that Emily kissed Naomi and smiled before turning to leave.

"Be careful driving. And be careful with the blind curves and wear your goggles."

Emily laughed, "Yes mum!"

Naomi walked back to the table, Effy looking forlornly at Emily's retreating figure. "She said to tell you that she's sorry and that she is not angry, just irrational."

The brunette breathed a sigh of relief, "So, she is not really angry?"

"No, of course not. This just needs getting used to."

"I know."

"Fancy a beer?"

"Yes!"

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Emily woke with a start. She felt disoriented. She remembered falling asleep waiting for Naomi. She reached for her phone, no messages. She strained her ears and heard voices arguing. She groaned and went up to check what was happening. By the time she neared the last step of the stairs, the voices became clearer.

"I cannot believe you would say that!" her girl accused.

"Why, I was merely pointing it out," came the annoyed response.

She entered the living room, Naomi and Effy at both sides of the room, staring daggers at each other.

"What is going on here?" she asked.

"This," the blonde pointed at Effy, "this one here said some mean things about you!"

"I did not, Em! She is being dramatic is all."

"Am I? Well, maybe you should have not said that about Emily's tits!"

Huh? What! My tits? "Excuse me! You lot been arguing 'bout these?" Emily pointed at her chest incredulously.

"Well yes, well no actually. It was more about yours and Katie's." Effy explained.

"What the freaking frack! What business you two have arguing about mine and Katie's tits!"

"Well since I am romantically obliged to defend your boobies honor against Effy's insult."

"I did not insult them!"

"Oh, so we weren't just in the pub, drinking and being merry when out of the blue you said Em's boobs are not that great!"

What! Emily would have raised her voice if it weren't for the fact that the two clearly did not need her intervention. She shook her head and sat on the couch, resigned to just listening.

"Well, yeah I did… but only because-"

"Go on, explain this to me. I would like to hear how you explain this. How that" Naomi pointed at her girl's chest, "are not the best breasts in all of Bristol, the world even!"

Emily groaned, being objectified is not fun after all. But she actually found it quite funny and amusing. She settled on scoring this bout, Naomi – 1, Effy – 0.

"I would explain if you would just shut up for one fucking second!" Naomi just crossed her arms, daring the other girl. "The only reason I said that was because I haven't actually touched them."

"Fine, sample it then. So that you'll be enlightened."

What! "What!" Emily, this time, found her voice. Effy, just shrugged her shoulders and walked towards Emily. But she didn't get far, the blonde blocked her. "What the hell are you doing?"

"Sampling them, your suggestion."

"Well, forget about it. Your filthy hands are going nowhere near them. They're mine!"

Emily rolled her eyes, and begrudgingly scored this one for Effy. Naomi – 1, Effy - 1

"Naomi, don't you think that maybe you are blindsided by this all. It was just a drunken conversation."

"We're not exactly drunk, Elizabeth."

"But we were drinking, Ms Naomi 'my girlfriend's tits are better than yours' Campbell."

"They are," the redhead deadpanned.

"Not when compared to Katie's," Effy challenged.

"How would you know? Oh right, because you had a taste of them!" Emily pointed with a cringe.

"So, that's it then. You have been blindsided by Katie's massive tits lodged on your mouth!"

"Yes, they were and I fucking liked it! Satisfied!" Effy ranted, quite loudly. But not as loud as the gasp heard from the hallway. They all turned around to see Jenna's horrified look and Gina's amused grin. Before anybody could say 'hi', Effy bolted and ran so fast she looked like a blur. Half a second later, both Emily and Naomi followed, bumping the adults on the way out.

"They do this all the time," Gina pointed while walking away, "going for an impromptu run. They say it's good for your health. Along with regular sex and boobies sampling." Gina's laughter could be heard all the way from the kitchen.

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"How long are we going to hide here?"

"As long as it take, Ems."

"Naoms, we didn't exactly do anything. It's Effy who should be worried."

"I am, as you can see I'm hiding behind a tree."

The three ended up hiding out in the park across the house. Effy, stiff behind the tree, the other two crouching behind the fence.

"We should go back. It's our house, remember. This is stupid."

"No, it's not baby. Have you seen your mother's face? She looked homicidal. She might use this situation to bring back all her residual anger of me. Hell, she might even find a reason to blame Katie's lesbianism on me!"

"Or me," Effy countered.

"Well, I hope she does."

"Nice, Naomi. What a great friend you are. At this rate, I'm never going to shag Katie."

Emily groaned, "Don't… stop… just stop, Ef."

"Or at the rate Katie is going, you'll probably be dead by tomorrow." Naomi pointed at the figure of Katie entering the house.

"Oh fuck. Call her Em, tell her were here. I don't have my phone with me."

"I don't have mine, either."

"Don't look at me, we bolted so fast that I left my phone, along with the rest of my dignity, at the house."

"Aw fuck," was all they could say as the door closed and Katie entered the lion's den.

A good minute later, they heard a loud and shrill "ELIZABETH FUCKING STONEM!"

They both looked at Effy's panic-stricken face and Naomi said, with glee, "Your girlfriend's summoning…. you." Before she could finish, Effy was already up and running.

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"Emsie, please don't leave…." Katie begged later that night.

"Katie, would you stop this nonsense. And let go of my bag," Emily pulled her travelling bag back and continued packing.

"But you're leaving me!"

Naomi rolled her eyes at the girl's dramatic plea. She was content just lying on the bed and listening to the twins argue. She idly skimmed over the university prospectus on her hand.

"I am not leaving you. We're just leaving for trip."

"Please! This is just part of your elaborate plan of revenge against me. This is payback after how I made it difficult for you and that twat over there!" Despite Emily's affront look, her twin rambled on. "You just want to abandon me and leave me here to be skinned alive by mum. Make me suffer and now I have to live through James calling me dyke and muffmuncher! I'd surely die!" Katie culminated her rant with a dramatic stomp and a petulant pout.

Clearly not affected, Emily nonchalantly responded, "Right, because a trip my girlfriend planned months before we reconciled was clearly all about you and the eventual emergence of your latent lesbian genes."

"Well, it is. I would not put it past her."

"Katie, we're just going on some open days. We'll be back in four days. Effy was supposed to go with us but she wanted to stay, in case you soften up a bit. Which is clearly a waste of time considering…"

"Considering what? That I am not worth staying for?"

Naomi had lost count the times she had rolled her eyes. It's probably permanently rolling in their sockets now.

"Considering that you won't probably talk to her… until we're back," Emily finished.

"I'll probably won't talk to her ever again! Serves her right, opening her big mouth and all."

"How mature, Katiekins. And weren't you appreciative of that said big mouth days ago when it was attached on your chest."

"Shut up!"

"And weren't you begging her to do it harder, in your chambermaid's uniform I might add."

Damn it! Naomi mentally cursed at that information. While she normally loved Emily's mouth, there were times that she wishes for them to be permanently shut. Note to self: dispose the maid's uniform. Damn, I should have bought the nurse's uniform instead.

"So what's your point?"

"My point is that maybe you should try to talk to her. She's been driving me and Naoms crazy with her texts and calls."

"Why would I even bother?"

"So that you can have her back and in your chest," Emily teased, while trying to control the gag-inducing images running through her mind.

Katie just crossed her arms and threw her twin a menacing look, but she only received an amused smile back. "Ooohhh I'm scared…."

Annoyed at the vanishing power of her death glare, she changed tactics, "You are such a stereotypical lesbian, Em."

The blonde observer's attention perked up. She wanted to hear Katie's latest analysis of the wonderful world of lesbianism.

"I am, oh wise one?"

"Yeah, packing your girlfriend's clothes for her while she just lies back and read porn."

Naomi looked down and while it was surely not porn, she was certainly having an academic orgasm from what she was reading. So, she just shrugged and let it go.

"And what the bloody hell are these?" She asked with disgust as she picked up a floral-patterned skirt. "This looks like our Nan's couch cover! I would die before I'd be seen wearing this. This shouldn't even exists!"

Emily just grabbed the skirt back and packed it. Ignoring her twin's attempt to rile her.

"You ought to fulfill your role, Em. Go and shop for your partner and get her some decent clothes. Start with some plaid and checkered shirts." Without waiting for a response, Katie turned to leave, leaving Emily dumbfounded.

"She would have never said that a year ago," the redhead referred to her twin's shopping tips.

Naomi just smiled and nodded her agreement.

"I can't believe I will say this…."

Naomi smiled, once again, knowing what's coming next. She wanted to say it too, but there is something therapeutic, not to mention poetic justice, to Emily declaring it.

"She is so gay!"

"And I bet it felt good saying that."

"You have no idea, Naoms."

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"It's cold," Emily observed.

Naomi used her arms and the flap of her jacket to shield her girl from the freezing temperature. "I think we're a bit underdressed for this weather, Em," she pointed out as they waited for their train to arrive.

"Babe, we have like ten layers of clothes, we actually didn't need to pack for a four-day trip since we're obviously wearing enough to last that long."

The blonde laughed at her logic and instead of responding, she just held Emily close. Their intimate moment was interrupted by the unmistakable sound of high heels tapping in the platform.

"Control yourselves, it's too early for that."

Are you shitting me? – Naomi's thoughts.

This can't be happening – Emily's thoughts.

They turned around to see Katie standing there, ridiculously dressed in a short skirt and long-sleeved (with plunging neckline) blouse. Not far behind, Effy was loyally carrying their bags.

"Please tell me you two are here to say goodbye," Emily begged.

"But I bet you will disappoint us," Naomi's tone was resigned.

"Well, since you so rudely pointed out that I am not mature enough to talk to Effy without you two around, I thought we would tag along. She gets to go to the planned open day, and if I find my maturity on the way there, I might actually talk to her. We all win."

A horn sounded off, signaling the arrival of the train. Emily looked helplessly at her girlfriend who just looked helplessly back at her. They both sighed and picked up their bags. The redhead stepped away from her and stood near the edge of the platform. Naomi stayed back and stood by Effy.

"Nice, Ef. Several days into this and you're already her puppy."

The brunette just frowned at her.

"Naoms," Emily called.

"Yes, baby, I'm right behind you."

"Nice, Naoms. Almost two years into this and you're still her puppy."

"Yeah, well, two puppies are better than one right?"

**** That's it for now. As usual, I apologize for the errors.

fanfic: r; skins; character: emily fitch; character: naomi campbell

Communal Living: A Naomily Story, Chapter 10 Part 1