A/N: Thank you all for being so patient! Sorry, it took a long time to get this one out! I just had a lot of trouble getting these next scenes right. You'll see what I mean at the end.

I hope this was worth the wait! Enjoy!

Chapter 6: I'm Lesbian for You Too!

"Maybe we should head back," suggested Zakuro. "I'd hate for Ichigo and Lettuce to wake up and find out we're gone."

"Yes, it's probably best that we head back," replied Minto.

Minto and Zakuro got up on their feet. But before they could start heading towards the exit, Minto stopped Zakuro in her tracks. "Huh? What is it?" she asked.

"Before we head back," said Minto. "Can I ask you one more question? This one is…important. Really important."

"Sure. What is it?" asked Zakuro.

Minto gulped. It was now or never. She had to know. "E-Even though…we t-touched each other…intimately, I was w-w-wondering…"

"Yes?" Zakuro asked.

"Do you…like me?"

Zakuro took a step back, surprised by Minto's question. Minto looked at her with an innocent look in her eyes. "Do I…like you?" Zakuro repeated. "W-What do you mean? Of course I like you!"

"No, I mean…do you really like me?" asked Minto.

Zakuro gulped. "Uh…well," she stammered. "I mean…I let you feel me up. I wouldn't do that for someone I didn't really like, right?"

"Yes, but…I mean…is that just a one-time thing or…?"

Zakuro let out a small gasp. Minto didn't finish her sentence, but Zakuro had a good idea what she was talking about. "Oh! You mean…do that again!"

Zakuro rubbed her elbows nervously as she struggled to answer back. Minto was surprised to see Zakuro acting so bashful, even worse than Lettuce. It took a while for Zakuro to reply.

Finally, she responded. "If it's alright with you," she said.

"Hmm?" Minto asked. "What do you mean?"

"I want to try it again," said Zakuro. "But this time without hurting you."

"Oh! You're talking about that!" Minto said, surprised that Zakuro was still thinking about their…bedroom encounter. "No, I didn't mean that! I mean are we…y'know…a couple now?"

"A couple?" Zakuro asked, "Oh! A couple! As in like…holding hands and going on dates? That kind of couple?"

"…y-y-yeah…" confirmed Minto.

"So…a lesbian couple?"

Minto winced upon hearing Zakuro calling themselves "lesbian." Her whole body tensed up. "I mean…sure," said Minto. "If that's what you want to call us."

Zakuro tilted her head, confused as to what Minto was saying. "What do you mean? Two girls in a relationship…that's a lesbian couple."

Minto wrapped her arms around her stomach and looked away from Zakuro. Her face turned red as she tried her best to think of how to explain herself. "The thing is," she said, twirling her hair around her finger, "…when you're a lesbian, that means…you like girls."

Zakuro couldn't help but let out a small laugh. "Yes, that is what being a lesbian means," she chuckled.

"But, I don't…like girls," replied Minto.

"You don't like girls…and yet…"

Zakuro didn't finish her sentence. She only pointed at Minto, then at herself. "That's right," continued Minto. "I don't like girls…but I do like you!"

"Oh!" gasped Zakuro.

"That's right, I like you!" continued Minto. "And only you! And it's not just because of how beautiful you are! I really do like you for you! When we work at the cafe, just seeing you every day at the cafe makes me feel happy! It makes work so much easier to deal with."

Zakuro smiled, not just because of the kind words Minto was saying, but also at the prospect of Minto thinking she does any actual work at the cafe. Before she could say anything about this, Minto continued on.

"You act very mean and cold to the customers and even to us sometimes," she said, "but I always knew that deep down, that's not who you really are. And then, we come here and you suddenly get completely naked in front of us and now…you're just this completely different person! You smile more! You're a lot less angry and cold to people. You're…more open, especially in regards to…being nude."

Zakuro smiled, but also blushed as she remembered the time she first got nude in front of the others. Secretly, she was incredibly nervous at that time as to how the others would react. She's happy that they eventually joined in being nudists too.

"The point is…you're the only person that makes me feel this way," finished Minto. "I've never met anyone, be it a boy or girl, who makes my heart skip, or my body tingle, or my face blush, or makes me…wet…"

Minto was suddenly cut off when Zakuro pressed her fingers against her lips. Zakuro then quietly shushed her. "That's quite enough, Minto," she said. "You don't want to get too worked up now."

She then pulled her fingers away from Minto and regained her composure. "I think I understand what you're saying," she smiled. "You are a lesbian…but only for me."

"…y-y-yeah…" stammered Minto.

Minto then shook her head. She cleared her throat and stood more confidently. "Yeah, I'm a lesbian…for you!" she said, proudly. "And only you!"

Zakuro could let smile. "You know what? I'm lesbian for you too," she said.

"You are?" Minto asked, somewhat excitedly.

"Maybe," continued Zakuro, "but…just to be sure…"

Zakuro stepped a bit closer to Minto, up to where their breasts were pressing against each other. This surprised Minto greatly, but not as much as what happened next. Zakuro grabbed both her arms, preventing Minto from getting away. She then leaned forward…and kissed Minto on the lips!

Minto's eyes popped and her body stiffened. For the second time that evening, everything slowed to a crawl, if not stopped completely. Zakuro's soft lips pressing against hers overwhelmed her. She could feel her mind shutting down, her heart beating erratically, and her face overheating. Shivers were sent down Minto's spine, briefly paralyzing her and numbing her body.

Eventually, Minto became more relaxed and she was able to regain control of her body. She closed her eyes and kissed Zakuro back, wrapping her arms around her and bringing their bodies closer together. Not only were their breasts pressed against each other, but so were their stomachs. Minto was somewhat disappointed that their womanhoods weren't touching, but nevertheless, the two bodies pressed up against each other only strengthened the already strong emotional feelings they were both experiencing.

Then, Zakuro broke away from her, which disappointed Minto greatly. All the intense emotions she was feeling slowly faded away. Minto opened her eyes and saw Zakuro looked back at her, looking just as ecstatic as she was. "Wow," gasped Minto.

Zakuro let out a soft laugh. "Yeah…I am lesbian for you," she said, proudly.

Minto's face beamed. But then Minto turned away, looking sad. "Y'know, now I'm not sure if I'm lesbian for you anymore," Minto said, mournfully.

Zakuro's expression went from great joy to worry. "What?" she asked.

"Maybe…we should kiss one more time," joked Minto. "Just to be sure."

Zakuro burst out laughing, as did Minto. "That was awful," said Zakuro, giggling.

Nevertheless, the two leaned in closer to each other and kissed again. This time, the two were more comfortable with each other, so their kissing progressed from a simple lip-lock to the two practically making out. They stood there locked in an eternal embrace, caressing each other. Zakuro couldn't help but notice Minto's hands slowly going down her back towards her buttocks.

"Oh dear!" someone gasped.

Minto and Zakuro quickly stopped upon hearing a voice from somewhere. They broke away from each other and looked towards the pool entrance.

There was Hiromi, standing at the open gate with a towel over her shoulders, her eyes opened wide, and her hands covering her mouth in shock.

"Hiromi!" shouted Minto.

"Am I…interrupting?" asked Hiromi, nervously.

Minto and Zakuro quickly let go of each other and placed some distance between themselves. They tried their best to act casual, despite knowing that they've been caught. "Um, h-hey Hiromi!" Zakuro said, bashfully. "What are you doing up this late?"

"I couldn't sleep," Hiromi said, "so I thought a late-night skinny dip in the pool would help me relax. Now what are you doing up this late?"

"We…we also couldn't sleep," answered Minto.

"Y-Yeah, that's why we came out here," added Zakuro. "W-W-We thought that…uh…that…the cold air would help us."

"Y-Yeah, that's right!"

"I'd say it sure helped you," joked Hiromi. "You two were practically all over each other."

Minto and Zakuro's faces turned red. Hiromi smiled as she hugged the two. "I'm only teasing," she laughed, "I'm so happy for you two! I'm glad you both confessed your feelings to each other!"

"Huh?! You're not mad about us being here after hours?" Zakuro asked, surprised.

"Of course not," said Hiromi. "Believe me, you two are not the first lesbian lovers to confess to each other in the wee hours of the night."

"Really?" asked Minto.

"Oh yes!" Hiromi said, happily, "It happens quite often! This resort is popular with lesbians. You'd be amazed how many young girls come to this resort solely to confess to their crushes."

Hiromi grinned as she remembered a few love confessions that she just so happened to witness. "I remember when these two girls came here, one had a red streak in her hair and the other one was just…odd," she said, reminiscing. "Nevertheless, they were so cute together. Or that one time this ditzy brown-haired girl confessed her love to some hoity-toity blonde girl. They were especially adorable!"

Minto and Zakuro watch as Hiromi continued swooning. Hiromi clapped her hands on her cheeks. "It warms my heart knowing that so many young girls feel so comfortable here, not just with being nude but with being open about who they are and who they love."

"…and no one…complains?" Minto asked, anxiously.

Hiromi gasped. "I would hope not," she said, indignantly. "The last thing I want to put up with is kicking out a close-minded bigot! Because you know they'll create a fuss and bring all kinds of unwanted attention here. It's just not something anybody wants here."

Hiromi let out a sigh of relief. "Thankfully, we haven't had to deal with anyone like that," said Hiromi. "So rest assured you two! Like I said before, this is a safe haven!"

Hiromi then turned to Minto, who was still looking a bit nervous. "Right, Minto?" she asked, kindly.

"Y-yeah," Minto replied, anxiously.

Hiromi then walked up to Minto and put both of her hands on her shoulders. Minto was surprised by this sudden move. She then saw that Hiromi was looking at her right in the eyes. Normally, that would intimidate her, but Hiromi's always prominent smile helped to ease her worries. "Minto, you're in a safe place," she said, softly.

"Uh…okay. Thanks," replied Minto.

Hiromi then let go of Minto. "Sorry to single you out like that," she said, "it's just that you still seem so nervous."

"It's just so…new to me," Minto said.

"So was being a nudist," replied Hiromi, "but you got used to that rather quickly."

"Y-yeah…I guess you're right," said Minto.

Minto then went from acting nervous to defiant. "But just for the record, I'm only a lesbian for Zakuro!" said Minto, proudly.

"Right," said Zakuro. "And I'm a lesbian, but only for you."

The two looked at each other and smiled. Minto then quickly ran up to Zakuro and hugged her tightly. Zakuro was quick to hug her back. Hiromi quietly clapped her hands and bounced in place. "You two are so adorable!" she swooned.

Eventually, the two broke away from each other as Zakuro let out a yawn. "Alright Minto, let's head back to the room," she said.

"Yeah, good idea," Minto replied, happily.

"Oh!" exclaimed Hiromi. "Don't you two want to join me for a little skinny-dipping?"

Hiromi then playfully pinched her buttocks. "Although, I guess in my case, it's more like chunky-dunking," she joked.

"No, we've actually been gone for quite a while," answered Minto. "Ichigo and Lettuce don't know that we left, so if they wake up and find out, we're never going to hear the end of it."

"Thanks anyway, Hiromi," said Zakuro.

"No problem!" Hiromi replied, cheerfully. "We'll see you in the morning! Good night!"

And with that, Minto and Zakuro left the pool area. Hiromi turned back towards the pool. But right before she jumped in, she could hear Zakuro and Minto talking to each other.

"You know…I really like Hiromi."

"Yes, she's a very kind person."

"I'm glad I came here and met her."

"That's how I felt when I first came here."

Hiromi looked back at the two as they were walking back to their room. They had their backs turned, but Hiromi could see them holding each other's hands. She sighed happily and placed her hands on her chest. "I love my job," she whispered to herself. She then threw herself into the cold water of the pool.

Ichigo sat on top of Lettuce, sitting over her pelvis. Her body was completely covered in sweat as she panted heavily, trying to catch her breath. She looked as if she had just run a marathon.

Lettuce sat underneath Ichigo, completely mortified and in disbelief. She couldn't believe what had just happened. Lettuce sat up slightly and saw that, along with her pillow and the bedsheets, her body was completely drenched from her face to her chest. It was too dark to tell, but Lettuce could have sworn that the walls were now wet too.

Lettuce wiped her hand across her chest. She brought her now-wet hand towards her face and smelled it. "What is this?" she asked, horrified. "Did Ichigo just…p-p-p-p…pe…"

She was cut off when Ichigo suddenly collapsed right on top of her. She wrapped her arm around Lettuce's neck. "You were so amazing, Masaya," she whispered into her ear. "I love you!"

Ichigo leaned in to kiss Lettuce on the cheek, but she quickly "Ichigo, I'm not Masaya!" pleaded Lettuce. "You need to wake up!"

Lettuce tried fighting back, but Ichigo was persistent.

Then…Lettuce heard the doorknob turning.

TO BE CONTINUED...