Chapter 11: Teasing

A/N:

The dramatic climax of my story is slowly starting chapter by chapter.

I hope you can notice a brief reference to Skins (season 5 to be exact) and Two Broke Girls.

For those who are worried: Yes, I can see Elsanna on the horizon even though the path that leads there may not be the shortest possible.

Once again thanks to my awesome beta Snowstorm Thirteen.

When Anna woke up in the morning with her hair disheveled, there were two things she realized. One, she had overslept. And two, her yearly employee evaluation was scheduled for this morning. She had thought about wearing a different bra, different shoes, and putting a bit more effort into her make-up.

But it starts soon and my hair looks like a bird's nest. Okay, okay, a deep breath and then a battle plan: a quick shower, hair in a bun, my clothes, and make-up. It shouldn't be too much to handle. I have barely enough time for all of that if there are no surprises. All right, time to hit the shower!

One quick shower after Anna was ready to choose her bra. She wanted a bra that was feminine but firm. She opened a drawer and searched for a right type of bra, tossing the wrong ones aside.

"Too tight."

"Too sexy."

"This color doesn't fit in with my uniform."

"Not firm enough."

"Too plain."

"I don't know what I was thinking when I bought this."

"Hmm... this could be the one", said Anna when she finally found a purple bra that was perfect for the task.

She had planned on wearing shoes with a bit of heel. But not too much because it would have been too impractical, especially when she wasn't exactly used to wearing those kind of shoes at work.

"Heels too high."

"Too ugly, yuck!"

"I didn't even know I owned these."

"Too heavy."

"I should have thrown these in the garbage years ago."

"These really are meant for walking?"

"These are fit for a ten-year-old!"

"A-ha! These are perfect."

Then it was time for her make-up. Not her everyday look but a little bit extra for today.

When her appearance was more or less how Anna wanted it to be – minus her uniform, which she kept in her locker – she looked at her watch and picked up her phone, the car keys, and her purse. She would make it to her evaluation in time. It would be a terrible start for her evaluation if she was late.

Anna was standing in front of her locker. It was 9:25. Her evaluation was meant to start at 9:30. There was no time to waste, but she would make it. For a second or two Anna panicked when she couldn't find her key to the locker in her purse. Then she remembered she had put it in the pocket of her jeans.

One minute later Anna was wearing her uniform and buttoning the last buttons in haste. She usually left the uppermost buttons open. When she had buttoned the third last button – or at least that's what she thought – she put on her cap, locked her locker, and headed for the elevators. In the elevator she straightened her cap. Anna didn't usually wear it, but she wanted to complete her uniform with a cap today. When she was straightening it, the third last button of her uniform slipped open revealing a bit more cleavage than usual and the rim of her bra. She didn't notice it because the new bra felt different from her usual work bra.

When the elevator doors opened, Anna walked briskly toward the room of the head nurse.

Elsa had started exercising her legs by walking short to medium distances in the hospital daily. When she finished her daily walk, she lay on her bed watching local news on TV. Anna entered her room. Her cheeks were slightly red, and she let out a long exhale.

Anna was wearing heels – not too high though – polished make-up, and an alluring cleavage. When Elsa noticed those things, her mind started going to the uncharted but oh-so-familiar territory until she forced herself to pay attention to Anna's face only. Actually, she was worried how Anna looked and asked, "Anna, are you okay? You look weird."

"Yeah, I'm okay. Today was my employee evaluation day. I overslept and barely made it here on time. And that evaluation, it was really something. That hard-ass bitch, um... I mean the head nurse, and her questions, oh boy. I felt like I was a murder suspect, and she gave me the third degree. The former head nurse was nothing like that. We usually had a nice conversation, and it was all."

Elsa gave Anna a smile. It was not too different from the smiles parents gave when their kids were telling some unbelievable story. Anna noticed that, and she stopped her heated speech. She moved closer to Elsa's bed and glared at her, "You clearly don't believe what I am saying?"

"No, I believe it was an uncomfortable situation, but maybe you are exaggerating a bit?"

"I am not!" exclaimed Anna. "At least it felt like that. And you can't possible know because you weren't there."

"You are right. I'm sorry. How did it go? Did you get any feedback?"

"She wants to speak with my charge nurse before she does that. I should give a heads-up to Rachel so that the evaluation process doesn't come as a surprise to her."

And there is this Rachel girl again.

Elsa wanted to ask Anna more about Rachel and their relationship, but she had to be subtle. She didn't want to anger Anna.

"So, I guess you have made friends with Rachel? I remember you talking sweet words about her before."

"Yes, I have. It's fascinating how close we have become so fast."

You two seemed pretty close yesterday. Too close.

"She's my cute little protégée, always eager to please me. It's so adorable," said Anna and laughed a little.

"You make it sound like she's your pet or your baby," commented Elsa straight-faced – not too happy about Anna's words.

"But Elsa, try to understand, I never had a protégée before. Or a pet. Or a baby," Anna plead using her mock sad face and voice.

"Well, we live together, so I would be very surprised if you had a baby without me knowing about it."

Anna dropped her act and said, "To be honest, I rather like spending time with her and tutoring her. And do you know what the best part is?" Anna asked.

"Well?" said Elsa even though she wasn't sure if she wanted to know.

"When she looks at me with her big beautiful eyes and calls me senpai. It's so cute," answered Anna as she was batting her eyelashes rapidly and taking an overly worshipful pose.

Elsa had enough of Anna's joking and shoved her with her cast. Anna broke out laughing.

"I bet she never calls you senpai," commented Elsa dryly.

"A-ha! That's where you're wrong. She has called me senpai once," countered Anna.

"It may have been an unintentional act."

"Maybe, maybe not," said Anna. "Rats! My work shift starts soon. I have to go. But I'll come to see you later on when I am about to leave for home. Bye now."

"Bye."

After Anna's visit, Elsa wanted something else to think about, so she succumbed to watching TV. It was basically her only way to kill time. She couldn't wait to use her hands properly again and do something else, read a book, for example. Whether it was working time or free time, she was used to doing things with her hands: writing, using her computer, cooking, and not to mention eating.

Oh god. I can't wait to eat by myself again. When Anna or some other nurse feeds me, it just feels so humiliating and-

Speak of the devil, Rachel just entered Elsa's room holding a meal tray.

"Hi. It's lunch time and I just brought your meal. You don't have anything against having it now? Elsa, right, Anna's sister?"

"Yeah, that's me."

"I'm Rachel, Anna's colleague. I hope you remember me, we have met a couple of times."

Oh, I remember you loud and clear. I remember you giving those flirty looks and smiles when you were having lunch with Anna.

"Yes, I can remember you," Elsa said her voice void of any emotion except slight contempt.

"So, how do you like your stay in the hospital," said Rachel and placed the meal tray on the bedside table.

"Boring."

"Well, I can believe that. With your casts and all. I guess you watch a lot of TV here?"

"Yes."

Just before Rachel started feeding Elsa, she asked, "Do you have any favorite TV shows you like to watch?"

"No."

Rachel didn't say any more when she was feeding Elsa. Actually, she was feeling a bit uncomfortable with Elsa's one word answers and her cold appearance.

It is weird that Anna told me how Elsa had complimented me. Now she seems like a person who says nothing of the kind. Or maybe her behavior is different when she speaks with people she doesn't know. She may be kind and gentle when she is with Anna.

When Elsa had finished her lunch, Rachel put all the utensils, plates, and trash on the meal tray preparing to leave Elsa's room. She knew it would be rude without saying something, but she couldn't think of anything for this moment. Unexpected and uncomfortable situations were something she wasn't very good with. But she just couldn't stand here doing nothing, it would look stupid. This uncomfortable silence had lasted for a while now, so long that both parties had accepted it. Breaking the silence would be like throwing a rock to a calm surface of water. And she never was the first one to throw rocks at something, or somebody. Rachel picked up the meal tray and started walking toward the door.

"Thank you."

When she heard Elsa's words, she was so surprised that she nearly dropped her tray. After their frosty lunch, it was something unexpected. Those words were... well, not exactly warm and fuzzy, but at least polite and sort of kind, unlike the earlier ones, which had been cold and without any motion. Rachel turned to look at Elsa, but the blonde was watching TV and didn't look at her direction.

"Y-you are welcome," Rachel replied, speaking in a silent voice. Then she turned and walked briskly toward the door, unsure what to make of their meeting.

Anna's sister is one helluva enigma I have to say.

When Anna's work shift was over, it was early afternoon. She was heading toward Elsa's room. Her shift had been slightly shorter than usual, and there was still plenty of time to go shopping or do something else.

She noticed Rachel. It seemed the younger girl was responsible for a drug trolley today.

"Hi, Rachel. I hope everything is going okay. Remember what I taught you before."

Rachel wasn't facing Anna because she was putting drug containers away. "Yes, I am doing fine. Thank you for your help and guidance." Then she turned and saw how Anna looked.

"Hi, Anna. Oh, you look... wow! With your cap and all."

"Oh, thank you. It's not like I usually dress up like this, but I wanted to look professional and confident today. I had an employee evaluation meeting with the head nurse this morning."

"I see. How did it go?"

"It was so stressful and tiring. I'm glad it is over. You should be properly prepared when you have yours."

"Thanks for the warning, but there's still time. My evaluation is scheduled for at the end of the year."

Rachel had noticed Anna's open cleavage, more open than usual in fact, and she considered whether to mention it to Anna or not. She would have understood if Anna had liked to show her cleavage for some reason, but the rim of her purple bra was visible, and it made her attire look almost too sexy. She wasn't sure if it was something Anna had wanted – especially today when she had had a meeting with the head nurse.

Maybe she decided to seduce her, Rachel thought and couldn't help grinning briefly.

But it looked still weird because usually Anna's bra was well hidden under her uniform. Not that Rachel was regularly paying attention to Anna's chest area or anything of the kind.

When Rachel's thoughts threatened to go astray, she realized she should stop thinking about and staring at Anna's bosom before her mentor would notice her look.

"Um, Anna, could we take that selfie now? You promised me yesterday, didn't you?"

"Sure. Just tell me where I must stand."

"Stand here next to me."

"OK," said Anna and did as Rachel asked. Rachel raised her phone to a perfect height.

"Great. Now show your sexiest pose to the camera."

Anna turned her head to look at Rachel with an 'are you kidding me' expression in her face.

Rachel blushed a bit and tried to show her most earnest smile to Anna. Her look wasn't very convincing, but it seemed Anna was willing to forgive it. In fact, when Rachel was taking a picture, Anna put on her best 'innocent but sexy' face – not too different from Marilyn Monroe's most famous poses – and bent over slightly to blow a kiss to the camera.

"How's that for sexy?" asked Anna smiling mischievously when Rachel had taken a picture.

Rachel's blush was more than enough an answer to Anna, and she giggled. Rachel, on the other hand, was surprised that Anna was able to make such a sexy pose without any effort.

When elevator doors opened ten meters away from Rachel and Anna, they revealed Chris pushing a meal trolley. Anna called him, grabbed Rachel's hand, and started walking toward him.

"Oh, hi, Anna," greeted Chris. Then he noticed the younger girl, who was still holding Anna's hand, and continued, "And you are Rachel, I presume?"

"Yes, I am. And you are Chris, Anna's friend?"

"Yes. Nice to meet you, Rachel."

"Nice to meet you too, Chris. Anna has told me everything about you."

"Anna!" Chris berated. Then she turned to face Rachel and continued seriously, "You must not believe what she has told you. Some of those stories are highly confidential. And I absolutely deny being a double agent in CIA. Oops, I shouldn't have said that aloud!"

Rachel just stared at Chris with a dumbfounded expression on her face. Then she turned to look at Anna, pointing at her saying, "But-" and turned her look back to Chris.

Both Chris and Rachel burst out laughing. After a moment, Anna took Rachel's hands and said to her, "Sorry, sweetie. We were just messing with you."

"Oo-okay," Rachel replied and tried to smile hesitantly. Her face was slightly red with embarrassment.

Chris touched Rachel's shoulder briefly and said, "I'm sorry too, Rachel. From what I understand, your unique traits have made quite an impression on Anna. She has mentioned you quite many times."

Rachel was surprised to hear that and she said, "Oh. Right."

Anna had seen Rachel's expression so she joined the conversation explaining, "Don't worry, Rachel. It's not bad. I just have told him about how I have guided you and how great a student you have been."

"She's right. She speaks very kindly of you."

When Rachel heard what Anna has told Chris about her, a faint blush once again started coloring her cheeks. In addition, she was well aware of the fact that Anna was still holding her hands.

"You get to spend so much time with her that I almost feel jealous now," said Chris and showed a mock pout face as he turned to face Anna.

Anna turned to face him and hit his arm playfully. "Oh, you. You have nothing to worry about. Even though Rachel and I have spent lots of time together lately, you are my dear friend as well. I can never forget our years in nursing school and here in the hospital. They would have been much more difficult and less funny without you. You always have a place in my heart."

"I know. I was just joking," said Chris. Then he looked at Rachel and said to her, touching her shoulder again, "You just listen to what Anna tells you, and you are going to be fine. And if she isn't around, you can ask for my help anytime."

"Thank you," replied Rachel somewhat shyly. She wasn't used to being the center of attention.

Chris looked at his watch and said, "I would love to chat with you ladies more, but these meals don't deliver themselves. It was nice meeting you, Rachel."

"You too, Chris."

When Chris was out of sight, Anna remembered something, "Rats! I forgot to ask Chris to go jogging with me. Oh, I know. Rachel, how is the rest of your day?"

Rachel didn't know what Anna had in mind, but she answered her anyway, "Well, after this drug delivery round I am ready to go home. Why did you ask? Jogging isn't exactly my kind of thing."

"It's not that. Would you like to practice self-defense moves with me? I mentioned earlier that everybody should know at least a couple of basic moves."

"I guess I could practice with you, but I mentioned earlier that I am not good at that. I hope you have enough patience for a student like me."

"I promise we won't rest until you have learned those moves."

Rachel smiled and said, "In that case I guess it's okay. But you do realize that the sun might have set before I have learned all of them?"

"Nonsense, I think you're going to be just fine."

"Well, if you say so. But at first I'll have to get my gym clothes from my apartment."

"Sure. I'll email you my address and driving directions shortly. See you soon."

"Yes, see you."

When Anna walked toward Elsa's room, Rachel remembered their photo. She picked up her phone and browsed through her photos until she found the newest one. She smiled for a second and started zooming in the picture so that only Anna was showing on the screen. Finally, she moved Anna's face and upper body to the center of the screen slowly and gazed the picture for a while. Her face was expressionless.

Elsa was watching TV in her room. A TV commercial showed a happy family playing and swimming in the ocean. That got her thinking about their upcoming holiday trip. They hadn't booked anything yet, but Bora Bora looked very nice and welcoming. Certainly, a beach holiday and a cruise would cost a lot, but she had enough savings to spend some of her money on their dream holiday.

She closed her eyes and started daydreaming. The bungalows Anna had showed her had been very nice: just above the water level, many windows that would allow them admire beautiful scenery, a small kitchen if they wanted to prepare their own meals, and a big bed in the bedroom. Elsa was able to imagine Anna wearing a light dress, not too different from the dress she had worn a few days ago. They would enjoy the heat of the midday sun under their veranda drinking refreshing margaritas, daiquiris, or mojitos until it would be too hot for comfort, and they would have to go inside.

When it would be slightly cooler later in the afternoon, they would swim, maybe sunbathe, and enjoy a light meal. As the sun would start to set, they would change into their evening wear and enjoy a nice dinner in a restaurant near the beach. They would admire the view as the setting sun would cast its last rays giving everything a red, yellow, and orange hue. When the sun had completed its mission for that day, it would fall to the bottom of the ocean.

They would walk back to their bungalow but not following the shortest route. Anna would take off her shoes and force her to take off hers as well, and they would feel fine-grained sand against their bare feet, still warm from the heat of the day. Anna wouldn't resist dipping her toes in the ocean, and she might do that as well. They would laugh and walk – or run – hand in hand to their bungalow.

When they reached their destination, they would enjoy the warmth of the night with some drinks in their hands. Alcohol would color their cheeks, and they would share some laughs. At that time it would be completely dark on the outside. Faint light would come from inside their bungalow and nearby bungalows.

Then Anna would touch her hand saying how she had enjoyed their vacation, and she would say the same. They would share a meaningful look, and despite the darkness she would be able to see fire in Anna's eyes. Anna would bite her lower lip as if she was hesitant to do or say something. Elsa would think it is an adorable habit making Anna look a little bit like a chipmunk. She would smile unable to tear her eyes away from Anna's alluring lips, and... and-

Elsa hadn't realized it but she was breathing heavily. Her own mind had betrayed her once again and had started following the familiar path that lead to a romanticized view of her relationship with Anna.

Then Anna appeared and gave Elsa a questioning look. "Is everything alright? You're breathing fast, and there's a faint blush on your cheeks."

"There is? No, I'm perfectly fine. I just... I just... saw a horror movie on TV. It was really scary."

"At this time of day?" Anna wondered and turned to look at the TV. Some sitcom was playing.

Anna's expression wasn't totally convinced, but she said anyway, "Well, okay, if you say so. I'm leaving for home. Is there anything I can do for you or bring you from home?"

"Besides clean clothes I cannot think of anything... Or maybe there is. Could you think of something to pass time here? There's only a certain amount of TV series I can watch in a day without wanting to shut down my brain."

Anna smiled and replied, "Okay, I promise I'll try to think of something."

Then Elsa remembered something, "Actually, now that I think about it, this pillow is quite lumpy. Could you get me a better one?"

"Sure, what kind of pillow do you prefer: soft, hard, or medium? I am guessing medium?"

Elsa smiled. They had lived together some years now, so it wasn't a surprise that Anna knew what kind of a pillow she preferred. "You are absolutely right."

Anna walked toward the linen cabinet and said, "I am checking this first. If I can't find a suitable pillow for you here, I am going to fetch you a perfect one from the linen storage room."

She took one pillow in her hands, compressed and beat it lightly to determine how soft it was.

"I think you're gonna like this one. This isn't too soft or too hard," she said. Then she also took a pillowcase and walked next to Elsa's bed. As she was hanging the pillow in the air and putting it inside the pillowcase, her cap fell.

Elsa started to get up when Anna was about to change Elsa's pillow. But Anna stopped her saying, "No, you don't have to sit up. I can take your old pillow if you just move your head a bit."

When Anna bent over to take Elsa's old pillow, she practically shoved her cleavage in Elsa's face. Only an inch prevented their skin to skin contact. Elsa froze completely. She had nowhere else to look. Actually, it wasn't entirely true because she could have closed her eyes, but her mind was totally blank at that moment. Finally, Anna managed to get a hold of Elsa's pillow and push the new one behind Elsa's head.

Anna put the old pillow aside and turned to look at Elsa. Elsa's cheeks were even redder than before, and there were sweat drops on her forehead. Anna was looking at her with worrying look on her face.

"Are you sure you're okay? I hope you don't have fever."

She came closer to Elsa, sat on her bed, and touched her forehead, cheeks, and neck to get a rough estimation of her body temperature. If anything, Anna's action only made Elsa feel even warmer.

"Hmm. You are slightly warmer than usual. Maybe I'll ask some of my colleagues to measure your body temperature."

Elsa's throat felt sore, but she still said, "No, don't have to do that. I feel fine, perfectly fine."

Anna looked at her for a while until she said finally, "Okay. If you say so. Still, I am slightly worried why you are so red with a sweaty forehead. But if it is a one-time thing I guess we can forget it. A-ha! So that's where my cap fell."

She stood up and bent down to pick up her fallen cap.

Because of Anna's heels and her position next to Elsa's bed, Elsa realized to her horror that she had a perfect view under Anna's skirt. Elsa tried to resist the temptation, but she couldn't help taking a small peek. Anna was wearing almost transparent underpants that framed her beautiful ass nicely. Finally, she turned her look away from Anna as if she had realized she was staring at the sun. Not a moment too late, because Anna turned around and put her cap in her pocket.

Elsa hid her face from Anna. She couldn't watch her sister right now. In fact, her face felt like she had been in a sauna. Anna picked up her old pillow and her dirty laundry saying goodbye on her way out. Fortunately, her load kept her occupied, and she didn't pay too much attention to Elsa anymore.

The strange tingling feeling between Elsa's legs had returned, and she hated it. An annoying reminder of her forbidden feelings toward her sister. It was even worse this time. What terrified her even more was a doubt that this feeling would go away until she did something irreversible.

A/N: Poor Elsa. Her suffering continues. But you gotta admit she has great fantasies :D