I DON'T OWN AZUMANGA DAIOH, YO!

"S-Stay?" Yomi stammered, desperately trying to cling to the reality that she once had, with her friend. Her best friend. Impossible she thought it's just impossible…

Tomo blinked, her face filling all of Yomi's field of vision. "Don't worry Yomi," she said brightly, her left hand gently stroking the inside of Yomi's forearm. "I'm not going anywhere, I'll study hard…they can't throw me out. I won't let them…"

For the first time in her life Yomi found herself gazing at her best friend and for the life of her she couldn't think of a single negative thing to say. Not one complaint, not one cold remark…For years all she seemed to have done was to tell her off, to berate her for doing things wrong when, despite everything and everyone around her, Tomo was just being Tomo. And that was how it would always be. She would never stop being the same annoying, brash individual she always was…

She didn't care what anyone thought of her.

"Tomo," Yomi looked down at herself disdainfully, letting her long brown hair fall over her face. "What are you doing? W-What are we doing?"

She felt herself blush slightly as Tomo brushed the stray hair out of her face with the very tips of her fingers, caressing her face slightly. Sighing, Tomo leapt up from the bed and stood facing the wall, away from wear Yomi was sitting. She raised both her arms behind her head and she searched from the right word. Neither of them said anything for a long time. Each lost in their own thoughts, both slightly embarrassed, most likely. Unsurprisingly Tomo was the one who broke the silence.

"Look," she blurted, spinning around. "I like you, kay?"

Yomi's head snapped up in surprise, the words were out of her mouth before she could even stop herself. "No you don't"

"Er…Sorry, but I'm pretty sure I do!" Tomo responded, waving her arms in an animated manner, "How can you even say that? How can you tell!"

"Shush!" Yomi stood up as well, raising her finger to her lips. "You're gonna wake up the whole house, and stop saying you like me! You can't possibly!"

The shorter girl stop waving for a second, leaning up against the wall. "Well…why not?"

"For one, in case you hadn't noticed! I'm a girl!" Yomi snapped back, once again finding it hard to keep her temper under wraps. She was getting the distinct feeling that she was losing this argument, and she wasn't the least bit happy about it.

"So? Why does that matter?"

There it was again…

She was losing, no doubt about it. Isn't that the most infuriating thing? Knowing you're going to lose an argument before you even begin, just knowing how this is all going to end. And it would. Desperately Yomi tried again.

"But it's me!" she said flatly, "You can't like me! It's just impossible!"

"Oh, would you just stop already!" snapped Tomo, finally getting angry herself. She threw her arms up as if to say she had had enough. "I like you, in fact, I've liked you for a long long time and I think it was pretty darn brave of my to do what I did just then, so you could possibly give me some credit for it!"

Yomi simply gaped, pulling self-consciously at the hem of her fitted shirt. Doing anything but meet the other girl's gaze. How could she possibly be so sure about this? "I…I-I…"

"What! What are you thinking?" she said, taking a step forward eyes fixed on the bespectacled girl's face, "C'mon Yomi, you usually have so much to say!"

Yomi stood very still as Tomo took another step, standing directly in front of her once more. A look of triumph spread across the other girl's face. "You like me too, right?"

"Uh…"

"Right?"

It was true. Yeah, she could go into a big emotional speech about her inner thoughts and feelings right then. But let's cut to the chase, everyone has his or her own moment. The moment when they realise that the guy or girl they see and speak to everyday could be the one for them. That inner switch, flip it and you're suddenly so much more than friends. And she had to admit; there was something inside Yomi that looked upon Tomo as something more than a friend. She meant so much more to her than she ever thought someone could. And it always seemed blatantly obvious to everyone that Yomi and Tomo had shared a complicated friendship. Who knows how much complicated this could get? She cared for her. And that was pretty much how it was, how it had always been. She missed her when she wasn't around. That oh-so-annoying laugh became a sound that Yomi had almost anticipated hearing. It just made her day more complete y'know? Comfortable…

Christ, she didn't know what to think anymore…

"How can you be so sure?" she said aloud, more to herself than anything else. Tomo answered anyway.

"I dunno," she shrugged, "I was just sure, that's all."

Yomi smiled inwardly. Same old Tomo, this girl has such a way with words. Yomi's eyes widened in surprise as Tomo reached outward and gently plucked the glasses from her face and laying them to one side. "That's better," she grinned, "I want to able to see you."

Yomi flushed scarlet. Tomo wrapped her arm around her best friend's neck. "Nothing to hide." She whispered. "Nothing to fear…"

This time, it was Tomo's turn to be surprised as Yomi quickly caught her lips in her own. The taller girl let her arms snake down the others girl's back until they rested on her waist. Smiling into the kiss, triumphant once more, Tomo wrapped her arms behind Yomi's neck, pulling her closer. Ecstasy consumed them both as the kiss deepened. A soft hiss could be heard as they both took in a deep breath through their noses, not wanting their lips to part. Not even for a second, not even for a breath…

This was too important. This was their moment. The switch had been flipped and the light had finally switched on as both girls moved as one, stumbling quickly across the room, tugging haphazardly at the fastenings on each other's clothes. Breaking the kiss, Yomi took in a deep breath as she looked around warily at the walls.

"My parents," she hissed, "Someone will hear…" she walked quickly over to her desk and reached for the radio that sat there. Switching on the radio, she turned up the volume slightly on the dial. The music echoed out, filling the whole room with an ethereal sound.

Celebrate the summer…

Back into the sea…

Celebrate the feeling…

You and me.

Yomi turned to face Tomo once more. She had taken up her usual cross-legged position on the bed. "You're beautiful." She said softly, as returned to her side.

Take me to the ocean…

Living life supreme…

Take me to the hot summer dream.

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Cha! There will be a chapter three hopefully! Woo!