A/N: This was a hard chapter. I had trouble thinking of how to proceed with the second half of this story focusing on Lettuce and Ichigo. There were a lot of details I considered and this chapter had to be rewritten several times (which drove me nuts), but I believe now I have a solid plan going forward.

Enjoy the start of the second part of the story!


Chapter 7: The Morning After

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 put her hands up. "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.

"Oh no!" she gasped.

Without a moment to spare, Lettuce forcibly pushed Ichigo off her body and back onto her side of the bed. It didn't wake her up, but then again, neither did anything else Lettuce did up until that point.

Lettuce wanted to run the bathroom and rinse herself down, but there was no time. She quickly grabbed the pillow that was supposed to have kept Ichigo separated from Lettuce (but was thrown off the side of the bed), and rubbed it against herself in an attempt to wipe her wet skin.

Just as Lettuce had settled everything back the way it was, the door to their room opened. She threw the covers over her head and turned her back towards the door to make it seem like she was still asleep.

Lettuce had her eyes closed as she heard the sound of footsteps walking into the room.

"Please don't notice! Please don't notice!" Lettuce whispered in her mind. While she did her best to make everything look normal, she knew that Minto and Zakuro might catch something suspicious.

"Ah good, they're still asleep," whispered Zakuro.

"Believe me," replied Minto, "the world could split itself into two and Ichigo would probably sleep through it."

Lettuce continued listening as Zakuro and Minto threw the covers off and slid back into their bed. She could hear one of them yawning, which eased her mind just a bit, as they meant they were too tired to notice the mess.

"Good night, Zakuro," yawned Minto.

"Good night, Minto," replied Zakuro.

Lettuce listened as the two settled back into their bed. Eventually, the sound of the bed covers rustling ceased and the room went quiet.

Lettuce quietly turned around to check on them. Zakuro had her back turned to Lettuce, so Lettuce couldn't see her facial expression. But she did hear some light snoring, which told her that they were both asleep.

Lettuce let out a sigh of relief. "Good, they didn't notice anything," she thought to herself. Although, she knew that come the morning, when there would be more light in the room, Minto and Zakuro might notice something then.

But that can't be helped now.

Lettuce sighed as she stared at Ichigo. Ichigo slept peacefully as she herself let out a sigh of relief. Lettuce hoped that with everything out of her system, Ichigo would keep to herself and let her fall back asleep.


A FEW HOURS LATER

Lettuce lied in bed, her eyes still halfway-open. She had little luck falling back asleep. No matter how many times she twisted and turned, the awful feeling of the wet sheets sticking to her bare skin kept her up all night, as did the feeling of her skin being sticky from whatever it was that splashed her.

She was also worried about Ichigo. Lettuce was on edge the whole night, worried that Ichigo would start grabbing her and touching her again. Fortunately, Ichigo didn't move or talk the entire night afterwards, but Lettuce still didn't trust her enough to fall back asleep.

Just then, the morning sun shone through the curtain and illuminated the room.

"Guess now is the best time to finally take a shower," she thought to herself.

Realizing it was pointless to try and fall back asleep, Lettuce sat up in her bed and threw the covers off herself. She looked all around the room and noticed that everyone else was still asleep.

Fed up with how nasty her skin felt, Lettuce wasted no time making her way to the shower.

As Lettuce closed the bathroom door, Ichigo began stirring in her bed. She lifted her hand up to block the sunlight coming into the room and hitting her in the face. "Is it morning already?" she asked, wearily.

Ichigo sat up in her bed and let out a long yawn. "That was wonderful," she murmured, as she stretched her arms out. "I can't remember the last time I slept so good. How about you guys?"

Ichigo looked around and realized everyone else was fast asleep…or at least Minto and Zakuro were. "Oh, I guess you guys are sleeping in," she said.

Ichigo then heard the shower running, which told her that Lettuce was awake too.

Ichigo yawned and plopped herself back in her bed. She was about to go back to sleep until she felt Lettuce's side of the bed. She lifted her head up and patted the bed down. Her whole body shuddered when she felt how damp it was. "Ewww…" shuddered Ichigo. "Why is the bed so wet?"

Ichigo then gasped. "Did Lettuce…wet herself?" she asked.

Ichigo leaned in closer to try and smell the bed. "Doesn't smell like it," she muttered. "Was she sweating then? No, that can't be."

Ichigo's eyes then popped as she came to an embarrassing realization. She quickly looked underneath the covers and examined her groin carefully. She shot her head back up and covered her mouth. "Oh no…" she murmured to herself.


"Ahhh…much better…" Lettuce sighed as the warm water washed her skin, removing the stickiness from her body. She felt even better after using her favorite body wash to completely restore it back to its silky smooth feeling.

She stood still underneath the water, allowing it to rinse the soap from her hair and body. Lettuce thought back to what happened last night. "Zakuro thought that putting a pillow in-between us would be alright," she thought to herself. "And yet, Ichigo just climbed over it and she…"

Lettuce suddenly shook her head, as she wasn't ready to return to that moment just yet. "At least Zakuro and Minto weren't there to see what happened," she thought. "Minto would never let us hear the end of it."

She sighed, as she titled her head back to allow the shower head to rinse her face. But as she felt the steady stream of water cascaded down her face, it reminded her of the moment right before Zakuro and Minto returned, when Ichigo kept rubbing herself on Lettuce until she finally cried out and…

"No!"

Before Lettuce thought any more of it, she turned some of the knobs. The warm water suddenly became cold. Lettuce's body stiffened as the water chilled her entire body before she turned the water off completely. "Okay…that's enough…" she muttered to herself. She then stepped out of the shower and walked over towards the bathroom sink.

After wiping the steam from the bathroom mirror, she gazed upon her reflection. She took a deep breath, allowing the steam to tickle the inside of her nose. Even though she was feeling a bit better, inside she still felt uneasy. She still had a lot of questions and mixed emotions about what happened last night.

While she was towel-drying her hair, she thought about what she was going to do. "It's hard to believe that Ichigo was asleep during the whole thing," she thought, "How did she not realize that I wasn't Masaya? Especially when she had her hand on my…"

Lettuce gulped. She had a hard time finishing her sentences. "I never thought Ichigo could ever be so…perverted!" she thought, as she remembered some of the things Ichigo said in her sleep last night. "And she dreams about doing…that…with Masaya!"

As much as Lettuce didn't want to, the images began to flash in her mind. One that especially stood out was the smile on Ichigo's face after the whole thing was done and over with. It wasn't just a regular smile. It was one of…pure ecstasy.

"Then again…she seemed to really enjoy herself," Lettuce thought. "And…maybe it wasn't all bad."

Lettuce thought back to some of the moments where not only did Ichigo felt good, but so did she, such as the first time Ichigo unknowingly wrapped her arms around her neck and hugged her from behind. As much as it shocked her at first, Lettuce wasn't bothered too much by it shortly after. There was just something about how Ichigo embraced her that made her feel at ease. It could have been the warmth of her body…or her burying her head behind her neck…or the feeling of her breasts pressed against her…

"No, wait!" she thought, quickly snapping herself out of it. "What am I doing? Ichigo is just a friend! I don't like her that way! I don't like any girls that way! At least…I don't think. I know Ichigo doesn't. She has a boyfriend!"

Lettuce lightly slapped her face, trying to forget everything. "Just stay calm. It was a one-time thing that won't happen again."

Lettuce then ran her towel down the rest of her body, drying it.

But then, as she was drying off her pubic hair, one last thing popped into her head.

Out of everything that happened last night, that was the one moment that truly mystified Lettuce. It was the one moment that left her completely speechless…and soaked.

Lettuce gently tugged on her pubic hair before slowly running over fingers over her womanhood. "Last night," she began, "Ichigo felt really good. So much so, that at her high point, she…splashed me…with something. I wonder…was that her…climax?"

As much as Lettuce was freaked out by Ichigo's actions last night, she'd be lying if she said she also didn't have that kind of thoughts and dreams from time-to-time. And sometimes, her urges would get the better of her and she would find her hands wandering…down there.

But it wasn't something she did very often. As much as she enjoyed how good it felt, she always felt deeply ashamed and embarrassed afterwards. She knew it was not a proper thing to do.

And of course, it was something she would never do if other people were close by, let alone her friends. She always made sure to do it at home. With the door locked. And preferably with the rest of her family out of the house (which didn't happen very often).

And she always thought about guys while doing it.

Don't ask her for any names, however. She won't give them to you.

The point is, Lettuce never knew that it was possible to have an orgasm so intense that you would lose control and wet everything nearby. She thought back to the times where she would lose control of herself and she couldn't recall ever orgasming the way Ichigo did.

"How did Ichigo do it?" she asked as she continued to carefully run her fingers over her groin. "I mean…I can't do that."

Lettuce ran her fingers over herself some more."Or…can I?" she asked herself.

She found herself unable to pull her fingers away from herself. She began circling her fingers all around her womanhood, slowly at first. Lettuce jerked her head back as she could feel a shiver going up her spine. Her fingers started to pick up speed.

Lettuce then raised her left hand and cupped one of her breasts. She squeezed it and massaged it repeatedly. Lettuce couldn't help but let out a small moan as she closed her eyes and kept on pleasuring herself.

"Hello?"

Before Lettuce could go on any further, there was a knock at the door. Lettuce froze in place as she suddenly snapped out of her lustful state. She looked at herself in the mirror and saw where her hands were. She frantically splashed cold water in her face, calming herself down. "What are you doing, Lettuce?!" she asked, horrified. "Get a hold of yourself!"

There was another knock at the door. She took a deep breath and went to answer it, covering herself with her towel.

"Hey, Lettuce!" said Ichigo, who was on the other side.

"Ichigo!" Lettuce said, surprised.

"You're up pretty early!" Ichigo replied, happily. "What's wrong? Couldn't sleep?"

"Y-yeah," stammered Lettuce. "I…had some trouble sleeping."

"Not me! I slept like a log last night!"

"Uhh…right. I'm…sure you did."

Lettuce didn't know if Ichigo knew what really happened. She was afraid to ask her.

"Say, were you sweating last night?" Ichigo asked, suddenly.

"Huh? What do you mean?" Lettuce asked.

"It's just that…your side of the bed was pretty damp," mentioned Ichigo. "It felt kinda nasty to touch."

Lettuce froze up. "Oh no! She noticed! What do I do?!" she asked herself.

"Must have been really hot last night," Ichigo said.

"…yeah…you could say that," Lettuce said, nervously.

"Guess that's why you're taking a shower this early in the morning?"

"Y-Yeah, my skin felt really gross."

"You were in there for a while," Ichigo mentioned.

"I was?" Lettuce asked. "I…I'm sorry. I didn't know."

For a moment, things were quiet between Lettuce and Ichigo. Lettuce clutched onto her towel while Ichigo rubbed her neck nervously. The two of them just stood there, waiting for the other to say something. Lettuce couldn't help but glance at Ichigo's nether regions to see if it was as sticky as her skin was earlier.

"Lettuce, I…" began Ichigo.

But before Ichigo could continue, she hesitated. "Huh? What is it?" replied Lettuce.

"I…I…" stammered Ichigo. "I…want to take my shower now."

"Oh! Uh…yeah sure," Lettuce said, stepping aside.

"T-Thanks," Ichigo said.

Ichigo then walked right past her into the still steamy bathroom. She closed the door behind her. Lettuce listened as she heard the water running through the walls. Lettuce let out a depressed sigh. She dropped her towel, letting it fall to her feet, as she buried her face in her hands. "What I am going to do?" she asked herself, quietly.

Lettuce began pacing back-and-forth in their room, trying to make sense of what she was feeling. "She knows, doesn't she?" she asked herself. "That's what she was trying to say! But then, what do I say to her?"

Lettuce then realized one other thing. "She was at the door. She heard me…m-masturbating!" she said. "I knew I shouldn't have done it! Why did I?"

Lettuce crouched down as all of her anxiety was giving her a headache. "I need to get some air," she sighed.

And so, tossing her towel onto her bed, she quietly snuck out of the room, leaving the other three girls behind.

Little did Lettuce know that Zakuro had one of her eyes open and saw everything.


TO BE CONTINUED

A/N: Recently, I started another fanfic that also takes place at the Hadaka Beach Resort called "Diana is a Nudist?!" It's a Little Witch Academia fanfic and it's a yuri one as well. I'll give you two guesses which pairing is featured. If you're interested, check it out!

I look forward to reading what you guys think!