Well, here's Pt. 2, as I'm sure you were waiting for it! R&R please!
Chapter 17, "Two Teachers' Conference, Pt. 2".
It was the weekend, and Tomo was eager to do something fun. Boring Yomi, in her opinion, wanted to see what happened with Nyamo. "Why are we bothering? It's none of our business!" she complained at Yomi, who dragged her. "Because we gave her advice, and we have to see what came from it!" Yomi rationalized. They arrived, and knocked on the door. "...G-go away. I'm not seeing anyone right now..." a sad voice responded. "Miss...Kurosawa?" Yomi called, worried at the woman's tone. She heard rustling behind the door, and a flustered Nyamo opened the door. "S-sorry, Koyomi. What d-did you need?" she asked reluctantly. "How did it go with Yukari?" Tomo asked enthusiastically. At that, Nyamo's face contorted and she felt like bawling. "...Not well...I don't wanna talk about it..." she told them, closing the door. "W-wait! Tell us, we might be able to help!" Yomi persisted, and after some coaxing Nyamo let them in. "So...what happened?" Yomi asked, while making sure Tomo wouldn't do or say anything stupid. "S-she...she doesn't love me...and she wouldn't talk to me afterwards." Nyamo told them, sniffling. "Are you serious? But...I mean, she showed the signs!" Tomo reasoned, pondering the dilemma unusually. "That's what I thought! But I was so wrong...now...she probably doesn't want to have a-anything to do with me now!" Nyamo wailed, and sobbed a bit. Yomi sweatdropped; however, even though Nyamo was taking it like a high school girl, she couldn't blame her. The two had been friends since high school. For things to go this awry was bound to hit her hard. "Is there anything we could do to help?" Yomi asked. "No...it's alright..." Nyamo waved her off forlornly. She sent them off, and threw herself face-up on her bed. "What now...?" she asked no one in particular.
Yukari herself was taking it worse. 'Maybe...maybe it'll be easier for her now. I wish...oh, who am I kidding? It's not alright! I should have told her how I felt! If I had, though, my parents would kill me when they found out. Either way...it seems wrong...' she mulled, watching the bright sky and listening to everything. "Ironic...a perfect definition..." she sighed. No matter what she told herself, she loved Nyamo. She had since high school, soon after they met. "Minamo...if it weren't for my family...then I'd tell you too." She thought aloud. It wasn't just her family; the views on those relationships were looked down upon. She wanted to be recognized for a good image, after all. But between those matters and her feelings for Nyamo, she stressed a lot, and subsequently slept a lot. After this bout, she woke up in the evening. "It's that late? I wonder what Nya-...maybe I'll just...go out..." she avoided, and got dressed. Walking through her neighborhood, she thought about Nyamo even more; after all, they did almost everything together, and now there were mutual feelings that they couldn't express properly. "Shouldn't I have it easier than this? None of this was supposed to happen! And she...she shouldn't have to go through this!" Yukari huffed, deciding to get a drink. Wandering some more, she approached her...their favorite bar. She walked in, and took a spot by a window. She sighed, going over everything; and she wondered what Nyamo thought of her now, after she'd so callously shot her down the previous night. She suddenly, and surprisingly, didn't feel like drinking, and left. She wandered through the city, trying to find anything to draw her mind off it. In turn, she found Osaka and Chiyo. "Miss Yukari! Hello!" Chiyo greeted, Osaka holding her hand. "D-don't tell me...you two...are..." Yukari stammered, her chest tightening. Chiyo blushed, and replied, "Well...yes...is there something wrong, Miss Yukari?" the small girl asked, watching her teacher throw a fit. "Yes, everything's wrong!" Yukari faltered, flailing violently. "Care to tell us?" Osaka inquired. They walked in silence to Osaka's house nearby. "Hey, Mom! I've got company, could ya fix some tea please?" Osaka called. "Alright, but don't be up late, you might fall asleep in class!" her mother replied from the next room. "...She doesn't know how right she is..." Yukari muttered.
"This is pathetic...I've gotta find something to do other than sob over...her." Nyamo told herself, heading out of her apartment. She jogged a bit, wondering if anything could take her mind off of Yukari, when she heard a couple squabbling in the park. Upon inspection, she found Yomi pinching Tomo's cheeks. "Stop it! Don't scare them away!" Yomi complained, referring to the birds Tomo was chasing. "Why? They're just dumb animals!" her girlfriend countered, pinching back. "Shouldn't you two be home?" Nyamo asked, coming up behind them. "Ah, Miss Kurosawa? How's the love life?" Tomo asked, and got punched across the park by Yomi. "S-she didn't mean that, she's just an idiot!" Yomi defended, narrowing her eyes when Tomo yelled at her. Nyamo didn't reply, but closed her eyes and sighed deeply. "I shouldn't have said anything...then at least we'd still be friends..." she thought aloud, and sat down on a bench. "It's not your fault." Yomi reassured her, and they were soon joined by Tomo. "Yeah, it's Yomi's fault! She gave you her cruddy advice." She told Nyamo, causing Yomi to face fault. "MY advice? You have the nerve to blame it on me, after it worked on you?" she defended, which made Tomo wail at her. "S-shut up! We're supposed to be helpin' Miss Kurosawa, anyway!" Tomo finished, and dropped next to the gym teacher. "Do you need help?" she asked. "Well...aren't you two together?" Nyamo questioned. "Of course!" Tomo replied triumphantly. "So how did you two get together?" the teacher asked reluctantly. After they finished their story, she was beaming. "That's so sweet! I wish...that it could've been like that for us..." she trailed off, looking at the now dark sky. "I suppose I should head home. I'll see you two in class tomorrow." Nyamo bid them farewell, and finally got back. She was shocked at what she saw: Yukari, curled up in front of her door. "Y-Yukari?" she sputtered, both elated and depressed, if that was possible. "Oh...I hope you don't mind...if I came...home..." Yukari responded meekly. Nyamo's face became a mixture of joy and confusion.
Flashback: "So, what could we do to help?" Chiyo asked, drinking some of her tea. "Well, you two have been...together," Yukari stated, having heard their story, "so I need pointers!" she requested. "Oh...well, we just told each other. There were a couple setbacks, but it worked out." Osaka explained. "That's too simple! I mean, what about your parents?" their teacher questioned. "My parent's don't care, as long as it makes me happy. At least that's what they said, but they're probably a tad disappointed." The lightheaded girl answered. "I...see...what about you, Chiyo-chan?" Yukari asked the petite girl. "Well...it...it might be a problem..." Chiyo replied, hanging her head. "C-come again?" Osaka blurted, instantly serious about the situation. "Well...I'm pretty sure they wouldn't mind, but...they might want me to...well, be with someone more...advantageous to our family." She informed her. "B-b-but...but what if-"Osaka began, but Chiyo held up her hand. "I'm pretty sure they wouldn't mind if I were with you, though." Chiyo told her, embracing her tightly. "Well, this is all mushy and stuff, but what can I do for Nyamo?" Yukari intervened, as it was getting pretty late. "Just tell her. Even if things don't work with your families, at least she'll know how you feel." Chiyo suggested. "...I might do that. Well, I'll see you two tomorrow! I guess for your help I'll exempt you from homework!" she declared. "...But we don't have homework tomorrow..." Chiyo pointed out. "...I'll get you juice, then!" Yukari said, and gave a thumbs-up before leaving. End Flashback.
"H-home?" Nyamo repeated. "If...if you don't mind...my place is cramped." Yukari lied. Nyamo also noticed that she had a bag with her. "What's that?" she plied. "My clothes, stuff, and PS2!" Yukari announced happily, and forced her way into Nyamo's apartment. "Why do you want to be here now? I thought you didn't want to hang out with me anymore..." Nyamo replied sadly. "...I'm not just hanging out with you! If...i-if you'll let me...I'm...moving in..." Yukari admitted, giving a sheepish grin. "O-of course I don't mind!" Nyamo agreed enthusiastically. She invited Yukari in, the latter jumping into her bed. "Yukari..." Nyamo called lightly. "Huh?" Yukari turned, to see that her friend was glowing pink. "...I...I love you." Nyamo blurted, and gently planted her lips on Yukari's. Her eyes widened, but she eventually relaxed into it. It was a full minute before they parted, and both were gasping for air. "W-wow...I...I didn't know that's how..." Yukari fumbled her words. "W-what do you mean?" Nyamo questioned. "I...you...you would never believe me..." Yukari ducked her head, blushing. "Tell me. Please?" the other woman purred to her. "That...that was...my first..." Yukari whispered, and threw herself under the sheets of the bed. "WHAT? That's impossible! You've gone on dates before, I know!" Nyamo argued. "Yeah, dates. Most of them never made it to the second one..." Yukari confessed, still hiding from her admirer. "I don't believe you! You're just screwing with me!" she countered. "As much as I hate to say it...I'm not. Don't believe me if you don't want, but I'm glad that that was my first..." Yukari told her. Nyamo didn't say anything, but glomped Yukari instead. "So...does this mean?" she asked. "Yeah, it does." Yukari answered, and kissed her this time. "Not bad!" Nyamo complimented her after it ended. "I got it from you, ya'know?" Yukari returned her compliment. "Now, I think it's time we fulfill something else..." Nyamo said, unconsciously pulling at Yukari's blouse. "N-n-now wait, Nyamo! WAIT!" Yukari protested, causing the other woman's advances to stop. "I-I'm sorry! I don't know what I was thinking, sorry!" Nyamo got up, and backed away from her. "No, I wasn't complaining," Yukari reasoned, then blushed at what she'd said, "I...I just wasn't that prepared." She admitted. "Should I have done something different?" Nyamo asked, curious. "Well..." Yukari plotted...
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Nyamo woke up in a daze, everything from last night still fresh in her mind. She sighed, savoring the feeling of skin touching skin; she also enjoyed the fact that Yukari was currently snuggled into her embrace. "...Nyamo...I love yoouuu..." she murmured, talking in her sleep. "I love you too." Nyamo replied, draping her other arm around her sleeping companion and pulling her closer. Yukari wriggled into a comfortable position and continued to rest. She felt somehow more protective, having Yukari in her arms and not the other way around. She kissed Yukari on the back of the neck, causing the other woman to squeal. "So this's what it's like. I'm glad things turned out this way." She whispered as Yukari slowly woke up. "Well of course you are! Jeez, this is me you're talkin' about!" Yukari replied smugly. 'Whoa, haven't I heard that somewhere before?' Nyamo wondered. "Breakfast?" she asked Yukari. "Only if you're paying." Her woman bluntly grumbled. "Freakin' cheapskate." Nyamo complained as she got dressed.
Well, here's this one. More will be up soon, so R&R!