A/N 1: Written before I changed things around a few chapters ago. Here, Tanya didn't get the diary earlier and it isn't in Russy.
-OxOxO-
Tanya rose from her position, focusing on Lorelei's snickering. She was going to-
Then, Viktoriya tossed in her sleep, and Tanya's focus was dragged back to her. Her gaze lingered on her, until…
Tanya grinned. Right, she was supposed to be attempting to prank Viktoriya for various tricks and pranks they'd done to each other.
It wasn't like Tanya was especially fond of pranking people, but she didn't exactly have an easy way of gaining retribution, now that she wasn't her superior. Besides, this would act as a nice bit of stress relief for Tanya.
She heard the camera take another picture, but Tanya didn't mind. Lorelei could try and run and hide the pictures, but Tanya would find and burn them all.
Tanya moved her fingers towards Viktoriya's jacket, and, as fast as they could, she quickly removed the small red diary from her left breast pocket.
Tanya smirked. Finally! She'd open it and read some while she waited for her to wake up, and then hold whatever embarrassing secrets she'd written down inside it over her head.
Tanya smirked as she imagined what she could make Viktoriya do. Maybe she'd make her wear a maid's dress and force her to do what she wanted?
Tanya shook her head as she opened the diary. No, that strayed too far into foreplay for either of them to be comfortable with it. What if…
Tanya's eyebrows came together as she stared at the first page. It seemed to be a table of contents, but instead of important dates, like one might expect in a diary, this table of contents was filled with what looked like… chapter titles?
She tilted her head. Was she actually keeping a diary, or was she writing a book?
Tanya began to peruse the chapter titles, and her confusion didn't abate. Under a section marked 'AU,' various seemingly unconnected words like 'Highschool,' 'College,' and 'Coffeeshop,' were written.
She ignored them, for the moment, and turned to the next page.
On it, a section titled 'Poetry' had more words, although these mostly seemed to deal with sentences and snippets about love, wishes, and allowing emotions to overcome rationality.
She shook her head and again turned to the next page, smiling as she finally found the section with the pages for her diary. She was about to turn the pages, when a loose piece of paper sticking out of the book caught her eye.
Curious, she turned to the page. It was simply titled 'Late Night High jinks.' Tanya raised an eyebrow as she turned to the page.
"Honestly, if I had known you were such a prolific writer, I would have bought you some stationery supplies for one of your birthdays," she said to the sleeping Viktoriya. She shifted slightly in her sleep, but didn't make any other sound.
She got to a page that seemed somewhat recent and began to read. Tanya doubted that Viktoriya was a bad writer, if her after-action reports were anything to go by, and there was supposed to be a whole genre of books written by writers who had experienced the First World War.
Tanya began to read out loud. "As I continued to fill out the paperwork, Major came up behind me. Her deft hands snaked around my back and came to rest… on… my… breasts…"
…Huh?
As her indulgent smile faded in slack-jawed horror, Tanya felt rising incredulity blooming on her face, along with embarrassment, shock, and half a dozen other emotions she didn't want to admit she could feel.
She glanced towards Viktoriya, who was still asleep, though she now looked troubled.
Confused as to whether she should shove her nose into the book to hide her blush or throw the thing across the room, Tanya continued to read.
She had to.
"'Oh, Major! We could be seen!' I cried out. She ignored me, instead taking a moment to savor the feeling of my breasts in her hands. 'Oh, my Visha, there is no one that could stop me from doing this.' She stepped closer to me and embraced me tightly from behind."
Tanya could hear Lorelei coughing violently – undoubtedly horrified by what she was hearing – in the hallway, but… she couldn't focus on that.
It took everything she had to continue to read the book instead of blacking out.
"I felt something press into my lower back. I sent a knowing gaze back at my commander. 'Why, Major, I didn't know that scepters could be that compact.' The Major's grin promised me so much, but for now, she just said. 'I assure you, Visha, that there is nothing 'compact' about this scepter-'"
"NOOOOOOO!" Viktoriya yelled and jumped up from her seat, taking only a moment to check her pocket for her diary before leaping towards Tanya. Tanya sank to her knees, letting her hard won prize fall from her hands.
What?
WHAT?
What?
what
She… she was writing… erotica… about the two of them. This… she…
She looked towards Viktoriya's half-sobbing, half-enraged face. At least… Tanya knew about her feelings now?
Tanya then remembered that there was another page, and, ignoring Visha's pleas, she picked up the diary and turned the page.
She blinked at the picture and felt all of the blood in her body not currently in her face rushing to join the rest of it in making her face as red as Revi's hair.
Well… Visha was a… talented artist, at least, but nothing could ever scrub the image of 'Major' and Visha, naked as the day they were born and passionately fuc-
Then Tanya knew no more, because man, she was not used to these kinds of situations.
-OxOxO-
A/N 2: Not Canon, unfortunately. We've still got a little while until they admit that they love each other.
Hehehe… I must apologize to you all. I've had this thing for months, and I didn't share it with you. I'm sorry it took so long to get here, but I didn't want to spoil things by releasing it later.
Anyway, did you all like this one? Personally, I always look at it whenever I need a good, hearty, rolling-on-the-floor-and-dying-from-oxygen-deprivation laugh. Just thinking about Viktoriya writing crappy erotica about and drawing porn of her and 'The Major' gives me laughing fits. Hehehehe…
