I take a long, hard look at myself in the mirror.

At this point, I'm not even sure who I am anymore. I'm not the proud son my parents want me to be, and I'm sure as hell not the loving daughter I'm trying to be for them. My life is nothing but a mess of lies and secrets.

The only thing that's kept me going these past few years has been my music. The one thing I can't lie about. It's all I've ever wanted to do with my life.

I'd picked up the flute when I was six years old and nothing has ever felt as natural as that cool metal instrument in my hands. I'd tried a couple of times to join some kind of group or band, but each time I either quit because I wasn't comfortable with people, or just shunned until I stopped going back.

My mom had always told me I could make it big if I really put my mind to it, but I never believed her. I didn't think I'd ever amount to anything meaningful.

It wasn't until I met Temari, that I realized she might have been right after all.

I wince and push the long red tresses of hair from my face, the frustration on my face is plain as day and the streaks down my face betray the effort I'd gone through to hide that I'd been crying just ten minutes ago. After all the walls I'd put up around my emotions, it kills me to know that one simple conversation would tear them all down and destroy every shred of self-esteem I had left.

But that's exactly why I need to talk to her.

"Fuck," I mutter under my breath. "I don't even know where to start."

I glance over at the clock on the wall behind me.

She'd told me countless times that I could call anytime I needed her, but two in the morning had to be crossing a line somehow. Even so I pull out my phone, thumbing over the cracked screen to bring up her contact details. I stare blankly at the name as I fight with my brain over whether to hit the call button or not.

"She wouldn't still be up." I sigh. "I can't just push this shit on her when it suits me either..."

I take a deep breath before tapping the green button.

The phone rings once, twice, three times...and then there's an answering machine.

I almost let slip a sigh of relief.

As much as I feel like I need her right now, I can't expect her to just be waiting on standby at any and all hours.

Still, I wait for the beep and take a short breath.

"Hey, Temari. Sorry for calling so late, I just kinda thought I needed to ask you some stuff."

I have to fight my voice to not crack as I speak, the painful lump in my throat is getting harder to keep down.

"I guess I'll catch you tomorrow, still hanging at the park, right?"

I can't fight it long enough, tears sting my eyes as I force out the end of my message.

"Hope you're resting well..."

I practically throw my phone across the room onto my bed as I slowly follow it and flop face down, grabbing handfuls of sheets as I desperately fight back the urge to break down again.

What the fuck am I supposed to do? How do I explain that message tomorrow?

I roll over onto my back, staring up at the ceiling, the tears rolling freely down my cheeks.

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The morning greets me with a face full of sunlight. I groan heavily and slowly pull myself into a sitting position as I glare menacingly at my open window.

Looking down at myself I give an exasperated sigh, apparently I was so mentally exhausted last night I didn't even bother to undress before I fell asleep.

I lazily strip off my clothes and toss them to the side, taking a quick shower before dressing in a pair of loose fitting shorts and a tank top, though I do take the time to tie my hair back into a loose ponytail.

Temari has always said she likes how it looks on me.

As I head downstairs I notice that the house is empty, but there's a note on the kitchen counter.

"Good morning Honey, sorry I couldn't wake you today, I got an urgent call from the hospital. We'll talk about last night when your father gets home."

Fuck...

I don't really know what they intend to talk about, I figured I made it pretty clear what I wanted. But there's no time to think it through right now, I shove my keys into my backpack and sling it over my shoulder.

"Time to see if I can get through the day without making things worse."

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It's already noon by the time I finally arrive at the park, The sun beats down on my skin as I stand outside the front gate. I've spent most of the trip thinking over how I'm gonna explain that voicemail last night, never mind what I'm gonna tell her about my parents.

Temari never thought much of my parents, she's been pretty much the only one who's supported me through any of this and she's threatened a few times to come yell at them for treating me like shit.

"They deserve it," I mumble under my breath as I head towards the bench where we usually sit.

A smile creeps over my face as I spot her sitting there, I drop my bag on the ground and take a seat beside her.

"Hey, Red. You look like shit."

I can't help but scoff and playfully hit her shoulder.

"Yeah? Well you still look like a fucking bird's nest."

I almost hate how easily she puts a smile on my face, the exchange makes us both laugh quietly as she pulls me into a hug. I manage to hold myself together at her simple gesture, it's not unusual for her to do this, but she has no idea how much I need it right now.

"So, I'm guessing you didn't sleep too well last night."

I nod.

"Yeah, I kinda had a lot of shit going on. Sorry about that call so late by the way."

She shakes her head, her sandy blonde bangs swaying gently with her movements.

"I've told you before, I don't care when you need it, if you need me then you call me. Got it?"

I grin and nod.

"Got it."

She lets out a sigh and leans back against the bench, looking over at the lake in the middle of the park. She'd always been a people watcher, but I can tell she's not concentrating on that right now.

"You wanna talk about it?"

I glance out towards the lake as well, the water is still, barely even disturbed by the gentle breeze that drifts through the park.

"Maybe later. Right now, I think I just want to relax a little."

She gives a soft hum of affirmation, waiting for a few moments before delicately resting her hand on top of mine. Such a small thing, something she's done a hundred times before, but the way it makes my breath hitch as I carefully interlock my fingers with hers catches me off guard.

"I'm here for you, no matter what happens, okay?"

I give her a smile.

"Thanks, Temari. That means a lot."

She smiles, never looking away from the lake. Her hand squeezes mine gently, I can feel that familiar lump starting to form in my throat and it takes everything I have to not clamp my grip down.

We stay like that for a while, occasionally she'd make a little quip about someone going about their day, maybe point out how cute the dogs being walked eventually it's too big a deal not to bring up, and she doesn't hold anything back.

"They made you cry again, didn't they."

I can't help but flinch.

"Yeah."

Her eyes narrow slightly, I can tell she's trying to figure out how to phrase things, and I'm not sure if I should be grateful or not.

"I think it's disgusting, the way they treat you. It's like they don't even care."

My eyes lower, staring down at the grass by our feet.

"I'm sure they do, somehow. Even if I'll always just be their scrappy little boy, I know they don't really hate me.."

"That's not good enough!"

Her sudden exclamation catches me off-guard, she's looking me in the eyes and I'm suddenly very conscious about how close she is.

"You are their daughter. You are a beautiful young woman. And if they just flat out refuse to see that, then they don't fucking deserve you."

I shake my head.

"I'm not trying to be difficult, I just...I don't know what else to do."

I glance up at her, a small frown on my face.

"You don't have to do anything more than what you already are. You just have to be you, it's down to them if they want to accept you, or push you away."

Her free hand reaches to touch my face, her fingertips delicately pulling my chin up to look up at her determined eyes.

"If you ever need to get away, you know my door is always open. You will always have a place to stay with me."

I can't stop it, she opened the floodgate and now I'm going to embarrass myself in public. My face twists and my eyes sting like crazy as I break down in her arms. She pulls me close the moment she sees me waver and she says nothing as I bawl into her shoulder. My hands hold tightly onto her stylish top, like a kid holding onto her mom after being lost for hours, I feel the soft touch of her hand against the back of my head and it just pushes me further over the edge.

I'm so scared of losing her, I don't know what I'll do without her.

After what feels like forever, she pulls back enough to look me in the eyes, her fingers reaching to push a stray lock of hair back behind my ear.

"I'm here, Tayuya."

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"They did what?!"

By the time I finish explaining last night's mess, Temari is fuming. She'd kept herself composed the whole time, but as soon as I told her what my parents had done that switch was flipped instantly.

"What the fuck were they thinking? They're supposed to love you! If anyone should be protecting you, it's them!"

I couldn't help but chuckle at that.

"I think I lost that priveledge when I went behind their backs to start transitioning..."

She almost yells again, but something stops her, shifts her tone to try and be more comforting.

"It's not about priveledge, Red. They knew they'd be throwing you under the bus by outing you like that, if they've watched any kind of news these days they know how fucking dangerous that is."

I give a soft sigh.

"I guess you're right. I just can't figure out what would make them turn like that..."

She gives a slight shrug.

"I'm not entirely sure, but if I had to guess I'd say they're probably scared."

I look over at her, she honestly looks like she's trying to figure out what she means as much as I am.

"What could they possibly be scared of? They do realise I'm the one taking the risk here right?"

She shakes her head.

"No, no, they're not scared for you, they're terrified for themselves. The last thing they want is for this to blow up in their faces."

I furrow my brows.

"Reputation, huh? Can't make any real impressions if the world knows you fucked up and had a skanky, tranny kid..."

She hits me. I'm pretty sure the shock is plastered all over my face when I stare at her scowl, the sting of her hand pulsing on my cheek.

"Don't you ever... Call yourself that."

She sounds like she's gonna cry, her voice cracking slightly.

"Ever."

I swallow hard, and nod.

"Sorry."

She doesn't say anything, she just sits there staring at me with her hands resting on her knees.

"I just... I know how they look at me, like I'm betraying them or something by doing this. I know that they'd rather I just carried on as if this isn't me, just been that quiet boy who didn't have many friends, but was good at what he liked."

"But you're no different now. You're still the quiet girl who fucking loves playing the flute, who doesn't have many friends but has that one girl who'll do anything to see her smile."

She takes my hands again, holding them between us as she stares me down with nothing but kindness.

"The only one you'd be betraying by not going through with this is yourself."

I squeeze her hands back, and nod.

"Yeah, I know."

She smiles softly, then stands up.

"C'mon, let's take a walk. I have an idea on how to cheer you up."

My hand still clasped tightly in hers, I grab my bag and follow her with a soft smile. Even after all that, she still has her usual bounce in her step, I don't even know what I did to gain someone so amazing in my life, but I sure as shit don't want to do anything to fuck it up now.

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"Um.. Temari? I don't know about this..."

She turns around and I feel the heat rise in my cheeks.

"You said you wanted to do something fun, right?"

I cock my head.

"Well, yeah. But this is.. Will they even let me in?"

She pulls me steadily closer to the store, a women's clothing shop with the name 'Bad Girls'.

"Come on, Tayuya. You're a girl now. You can't shy away from this stuff forever, right?"

I look up at her, and she winks.

"Besides, it's not like you have to buy something, is it?"

"I mean, if there's something cute then..."

I mumble under my breath, I don't think she hears me, but she knows damn well what I said.

"That's the spirit!"

"Hey, wait!"

Before I can stop her she's leading me by my hand through the front doors.

The place is pretty big inside, racks of clothes lining the walls and at least a dozen lines of shelves and standing racks dotted around the place. From what I can tell the store has mainly a punk theme, though one of the corners has a lot of pink, girly stuff. There's also some anime merch and video game items too, I even spot a few figurines and posters on the wall.

"So where are we going?"

She smiles brightly, looking around.

"I think... Our first stop is over there."

She points to a section that has a pretty big variety of pants and shorts, from jeans to short shorts, mostly dark colours, and I can't even count how many zippers some of them have. Once we're there she looks me over carefully, as if examining my body trying to work out my exact measurements. I find myself blushing at her intense stare but she either doesn't notice or doesn't bring it up.

"How about these?"

She picks up a pair of black skinny jeans and holds them up against my waist.

"They'll definitely suit your figure, they'll look great on you. And I know you don't wanna show off too much skin."

She's right, the clothes I threw on this morning were literally the first things I found, I hadn't even considered how much I'm showing off until now.

Once she has the jeans in my arms she's off again, headed for another section with shirts and various other upper body styles. Some of the stuff I don't know if I could even consider clothes, who goes out in public wearing just a fishnet top?

"Perfect!"

According to Temari, apparently me.

"You can't be serious."

She's holding up a fishnet shirt that would literally cover nothing, I'm pretty sure I could fit my whole hand through some of the gaps.

"Oh don't be silly, not on its own. I just need one more thing."

She picks up a white tank top with an admittedly badass anime design on the front, and holds it up in front of me.

"Just wear this over the top, trust me, you're gona look great."

She drops both of them in my arms and shoots off again towards...

Oh shit.

"Temari," I catch up to her before she reaches the section. "I appreciate it, but I don't think I can do underwear in a place like this."

I'm looking around frantically to make sure nobody can hear me, but she simply smiles and keeps walking, headed right for the place I'm sure is gonna get me kicked out.

"Tayuya, c'mon. It's just panties."

She stops when she reaches the rack of underwear, and I can see her eyes light up.

"Here, let me help you pick something out."

There's literally nothing I can say to stop her, once she's set her mind to something like this, she's dead-set on whatever it is. And right now, that means she's picking out my fucking panties.

She holds a few things up in front of me, as if she's comparing them to my body and if they'll fit. After a few tries she smiles and tosses a few things my way.

"There, those look perfect."

I don't really have too much time to check what she's given me before she's ushering me towards the changing rooms.

"Hey, Temari, wait! I can't-"

"You're not going home in those, you're gonna wear these and show your parents that you're not messing around, you're rocking your own style now."

She pushes me into the changing room and shuts the door, leaving me alone with a pile of clothes.

"I... I can't do this..."

"Look, just put them on, I promise you'll feel better after."

I stare down at the selection she's picked out for me, the underwear she's picked are a deep purple and black laced bra, and a matching thong. If I wasn't already dreading being seen in public then I'm pretty sure I'm staying in this room for the rest of my life.

"Fine."

I take a deep breath and start to undress.

I try not to think about the fact that there are people outside, women outside, as I drop my own clothes on the floor. I haven't been taking hormones for very long yet, so what little chest I have is barely enough to really consider covering with more than a shirt, but I still hesitate when my hands reach my boyshorts. I haven't explored much in the way of women's clothes yet, but I figured some simple underwear like these would still be passable as guy's if I was ever questioned about it.

I can feel myself trembling slightly before I close my eyes and push them down in one motion.

Once I'm past it, I catch myself in the mirror. I look, passable. My face has always been a little on the rough side, but at least I can make it as a pretty convincing tomboy. The striking red hair that I've spent the last couple of years growing out hangs around my mid-back, with my bangs framing my face nicely and just tickling my chest. I've always been kinda proud of my hair, it's the one thing I've been able to be happy about without raising too many questions. My body is slim, the hormones have just barely started to fill out some of my curves which give my just a bit of hip to speak of, though it still doesn't do much to hide the fact that I have a little unwanted pest hanging between my legs.

I frown at my own misfortune of being born that way, but decide not to let it mess up the good time I'm having with my best friend right now.

It doesn't take too long before I have to embarrass myself for the second time today.

"Temari?"

"What's up, Red?"

I hesitate for a moment, but I know I can't get around this.

"I.. need your help."

"Sure, what's up?"

I sigh, I guess I should have known something would go wrong.

"Just.. come in here please."

I can just barely catch her stifle a giggle as she slips into the room, greeted by the sight of me with nothing but the panties she gave me, and the bra that I not only didn't figure out how to clasp before I put it on, but is now tangled with my hair.

"Alright, let's see what we can do about this."

She reaches over and starts to untangle my hair from the bra.

I can't help the heavy blush on my face as she works, glancing up at her reflection I can see that she's focused entirely on the job at hand, not even stealing looks at the rest of me. I honestly can't tell for sure if I'm relieved or disappointed.

"There, that should do it."

She smiles as she finishes, hooking the bra neatly and gently smoothing out my hair against my back.

It takes a few moments, but I realise that she hasn't left after helping me and slowly, I start to straighten up. I can see her eyes light up when she sees me in what she's chosen.

"I knew you'd fucking rock this look."

My face is still flushed, but I smile shyly.

"I'm not even fully dressed yet."

"I know, but I can tell you're happy."

She's not wrong. I don't think there's been a time where she has been to be fair. But still, I look myself over in the mirror. The dark colours go pretty well with my hair, the bra isn't too tight, she worked out my size pretty damn well. The thong isn't uncomfortable, it rises a bit on my hips so I think it'd still be visible with the jeans on. And...

Oh shit.

I glance down at the floor.

My cock is poking above the waistband, stiff as can be.

I've never had anything like this happen before, I'm usually pretty careful about keeping myself covered. I can't figure out why it would happen now of all times, whether it's the fact I'm actually wearing sexy underwear, or the fact that Temari is here seeing it too. I can feel my face burning.

"You alright?"

I nod, trying to keep my voice calm.

"Yeah, yeah. Just.. I..."

She laughs lightly.

"It's alright, I can imagine how good this feels for you."

It's not like she's wrong, but she's my best friend, she's never seen this much of me before.

"Want me to take care of it?"

I freeze, my eyes going wide.

"Wait, what?"

She gives a more hearty laugh, sliding behind me with her hands on my shoulders.

"I'm mostly joking, but truthfully, Red. You're looking pretty hot right now, you can't blame a girl for showing a bit of interest when you're like this right?"

My whole body shivers, I can't tell how serious she's being and it's kinda scary. The tone in her voice and her touch on my skin is definitely awakening something in me though, glancing down I can see a dribble of clear liquid slowly running down the front of the panties.

"Tayuya?"

She tilts her head, smiling softly.

"Do you want me to?"

I swallow, taking a deep breath.

"I don't know, I mean, it's not like I haven't thought about it before, just.."

She smiles coyly.

"Oh? You've thought about me like that before?"

My eyes go wide again.

"No! I mean, thought about women. I mean.. maybe?"

She doesn't say anything, for a moment I feel like maybe I hurt her feelings with that little outburst.

Until she starts to back me against the wall, her hands still planted on my shoulders.

"Have you ever touched yourself, Red?"

I can't look her in the eye.

"Yeah.. But it's not the same, I can't do it the way girls do."

"Maybe not, for now. But then that just makes you special, y'know?"

Before I can even respond, she's sliding down my front, settling onto her knees with her nose just inches away from my twitching tip.

"If you want me to stop, just say the word. I promise this is all in your control."

I can't speak, I can't move, I can't breathe.

I'm shaking, my mind is going a mile a minute. I can feel my legs starting to buckle, but I manage to stay upright.

Without saying another word, I feel the tip of her tongue trace the line of precum from the bulge of my balls in the panties, all the way to the tip where she lightly presses her lips. I have to clasp my hand over my mouth to stop myself from gasping out loud, the hit of new sensations tearing through my system as her tongue slowly works circles around my head, dipping just inside the skin covering it. She pulls back, letting my cock slide free of the fabric, and runs her tongue along the underside of the shaft.

"H..holy fuck..."

I strain myself to whisper. My head desperately trying to comprehend the fact that Temari, my best friend in the whole world, the one person I come to whenever I'm feeling low. Has my dick in her mouth.

I force myself to look down at her, her eyes are closed, focused on what she's doing. She seems to want to get things over with pretty fast, as I watch my little prick disappear between her lips again and again. It's soft at first, her lips wrapping around the base, but soon it becomes hard, her head bobbing fast enough to make her quad-tails bounce behind her head.

"Temari..."

I can't take any more, I'm about to cum.

"Ohh.. F..fffffuckk..."

She doesn't stop, even as I spray the back of her tongue with cum she keeps going, it's only when my hands grab the back ofher head that she stays put and lets her tongue finish me off. It takes a few moments before my grip fails and I slump back against the wall, breaths heavy and eyes glazed over as I stare down at my best friend.

"Fuck... Fuck..."

She looks up, grinning.

"I think you liked that, Red."

I can't even speak, I just nod.

"Did you?"

I swallow, nodding again.

"Yeah, I did. I.. I can't believe you did that."

She grins.

"How long have we known each other?"

She's asking me to think? Right after that?

"Something like.. twelve years? Since we were kids."

She slowly stands, helping me gain a bit more of my balance.

"And in all that time, did you not think at all that I fucking love you?"

I can't answer, I just shake my head.

"Well, I do. And I always will. You've always been my best friend, Tayuya. And honestly, the more I've seen you grow, become who you really want to be. Well.. I want more, if you feel the same?"

I must look like a fucking idiot, my face somehow feels even hotter than before and I'm just staring dumbfounded at the girl who not ten seconds ago had me balls deep in her mouth.

"I.. I do."

Her smile widens, she grabs me by the shoulders and pulls me into a hug, squeezing tight. I can't help but wrap my arms around her waist, burying my face in her neck. We stay like that for a bit while my legs recover, and once we feel ready to pull back, she takes my lips in the first and most heartfelt kiss I've ever had. I'm still trembling, but it's not because of fear, or nerves. It's excitement, pure and simple.

"I love you, Tayuya."

She kisses me again, and I melt.

"I love you too, so fucking much."

We must've been just holding each other for a while, because we're both startled out of it by a woman knocking on the door of the changing room.

"Hey, are you almost done in there? All the other stalls are full."

I groan, looking down at the clothes I still haven't tried on.

"Sorry, just a sec."

Temari laughs, stepping out of the stall. I can hear her making an excuse about it being my first time and not liking changing in a public place, but it's honestly just dull noise in my ears right now. Temari just told me she loves me, from what I can tell, we're a couple now. My heart feels like it's gonna explode, either from excitement or the crushing pressure of not disappointing her.

Eventually I have on the outfit she picked for me. The jeans are form-fitting but not tight like I expected, what I did expect though is the sides of the panties sticking up just a bit from the waist, though I have to admit it's not a look I dislike. The left strap of the bra hangs partly down my shoulder, just enough to look sexy but not trashy, and though the fishnets do show off a lot, the white tank over the top is a really nice way to actually make it look good.

I.. love this.

Adding to the list of things she was right about, I step outside to meet a still-chatting Temari.

"So, how does it look?"

I don't know why I ask, I already know the answer.

"Oh. My. God."

Her face lights up the moment she sees me, even the lady she's talking to shoots me a small smile as she moves past to take my stall now that I'm done.

"It looks even better than I thought it would, this is absolutely your look, babe."

My cheeks flush and I withdraw just a little, apparently still not used to her calling me something like that.

"Well I only have you to thank for it."

She pushes out her chest in a triumphant grin, planting her hands on her hips.

"What can I say, I'm a pro."

I chuckle, stepping forward to give her a hug, her arms wrapping around me in a warm embrace.

"Seriously, Temari, Thank you. Today started as a shit show, but now.. I feel like things are gonna be ok."

She kisses my forehead, and after our cuddling is interrupted once again by the lady now using my stall, handing out my original clothes which I sheepishly take with a shaky thanks.

It takes a little explaining, but the woman running the register agrees to let us pay for the clothes while I'm still wearing them. Temari almost gets into an argument with her over it, but the woman seems to relent with a look of being done with today.

I took a fair bit of convincing to allow Temari to pay for the whole outfit on her own, but she insisted that I let it be her first gift to me as her girlfriend. I was blushing too hard to argue the point with her.

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"Are you sure you're gonna be alright?"

"They're expecting me, said they want to talk about yesterday. It's gonna fucking suck, but I gotta do it."

Temari pulls me in for one more hug, trying her best to lift my spirits for the hell I'm about to go home to.

"You don't have to forgive them y'know, if they cross the line then you can just leave. You know where I am, girl."

I can't help the smile that crosses my lips, I've had sleepovers at Temari's place before, but now it'll mean so much more.

"I'll keep it in mind, wish me luck, yeah?"

"I'll wish you more than that."

I don't quite catch the look in her eye before she kisses me, practically leaning me back with how forward she is. I'm only hesitant for a moment about the people around seeing us, but the moment passes and I push back just as enthusiastically.

"Be safe, I love you."

"I love you too."

With that, I turn and walk away, making my steady way home. Whatever comes next, with Temari behind me, I'm more than ready.

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"It's not your fault, it's all theirs."

I haven't uncurled from the tight ball I'm in since I got here. Temari sits beside me with her hand on my back, gently rubbing between my shoulders as I sob uncontrollably into her bedsheets.

When I arrived at her door I was a mess, I'd had to stop a few times on the way over to keep from just collapsing as that feeling of guilt and despair ripped its way through me. Her mom was the one to greet me at the door but Temari was quick to pull me inside, not even caring when I doubled over and fell on top of her in the hallway, she just waited for me to be ready to walk again so she could get me to the warmth of her room.

The moment we were in her bedroom I just broke down, and the floodgates opened.

She'd eventually managed to pull me out of my broken state long enough for me to explain what happened, she didn't get mad this time, she just listened and continued to try and comfort me.

Now she's just sitting there, patiently waiting for me to calm down.

It takes far longer than I want it to, every time I think it's winding down I can see my mother's face in my head again and it comes flooding back. Everything hurts and it's hard to breathe, the only thing that feels like it's keeping me from just dying right now is Temari's touch on my back.

"You couldn't know what was gonna happen, babe. They were being unreasonable."

"I should have been able to stop it. I fucked up, I knew it was going to end badly and I didn't stop it!"

The first thing I've said in almost an hour and I practically snap at her, she doesn't flinch though.

"I'm sorry..."

"No, you're allowed to be angry. Don't hold it back."

I slowly manage to pull myself into a sitting position, smearing my cheeks with tears and snot as I rub at my face with my palms, at least I have the foresight to not use my sleeve.

"They're really not gonna take me back after this, are they?"

She takes the initiative to grab a tissue from a nearby box, leaning in to gently wipe the mess I made on my face while I try and get my sniffling under control.

"I can't say, babe. But maybe they'll at least realize now that you're not just playing around with this, if anything you've proved that you're serious."

Somehow she manages to pull a quiet scoff from me, lord knows how at this point.

"Ugh, that motherfucker..."

"What? What's wrong?"

I turn back towards her to see her examining my shoulder.

"I guess he caught you on his way down, there's a pretty big tear back here."

I glance back over my shoulder with her, sure enough there's a big hole torn in the fishnet down the back.

"At least you're not hurt, I can get you another one tomorrow to replace this."

She stops and stares at me when I reach my hand to touch hers on my shoulder, giving me a warm smile as she twists her wrist to lace her fingers between mine.

"It.. really is a nice outfit, it'd suck if it got ruined so soon."

She can sense that I'm calming down. I can still see the scene in my head, my parents sitting across the kitchen table from me with a stack of papers printed from different medical websites and very opinionated forums. My mother voicing her concern for what's ahead of me while my father sat quietly, judging me. He was the one who blabbed to all his work friends that his 'son was a cross-dresser or something', that I was confused about my sexuality and couldn't get a girlfriend so was trying to look like one instead. Yeah, look at me now dad, sitting in my girlfriend's bedroom while she tries to help me feel better about how you treat me.

It wasn't until I started to explain what was going on with me, that my mother took the backseat and let my father voice his opinions, he's not a violent man but I'd never seen him look so threatening. I was the one who raised my voice first, but he was the one who started yelling, he'd practically launched his chair behind him as he stood up and jabbed his finger at me, accusing me of fucking up our happy family. I overreacted, taking the offensive as I shouted back at him, walking around the table to confront him head-on, once I was in his face my game plan disappeared. I didn't know what to do, I screamed my hate in his face and pushed him. I guess when he stood up his coffee spilled or something, cause when he stumbled back from the surprising amount of force I put into the push, he slipped. He fell, hard. I don't know if he seriously hurt himself, all I remember is my mother's face twisted in worry and fear as she seemed to be trying to decide whether to make sure my dad was ok, figure out if I was ok, or simply scream in horror that I had potentially killed my own father. With no idea what was going to happen next, to say I panicked would be an understatement, I grabbed my backpack and bolted, instinctively going to the one place I knew I'd be safe.

I'm shaking, I haven't even noticed.

Temari leans in and plants a tender kiss on my forehead. As I look up at her she smiles and kisses my cheek. My eyes lock with hers for a moment, we both know what happens next, and we aren't willing to stop it now. She reaches down and pulls her shirt up and over her head, tossing it aside. Her black satin bra stretches across her breasts and her nipples are pretty prominent through the fabric. I take a deep breath, feeling heat pour from my face to my stomach as she lays back on the bed and props herself up on her elbows, watching me. I follow suit by tossing the tank top she bought me onto the floor beside hers, crawling slowly over her reclined form until I'm almost nose to nose with the girl I love. Our lips meet softly, drawing out a moan from her as I slip my tongue into her mouth, I can taste the faint lingering remnants of her lip gloss, peach? She moans again, pushing her hips up against mine.

I feel her hands slide up my back, her nails dragging slightly causing me to shiver. As she eases back onto her bed with me on top of her, I hear a sudden ripping of fabric. My eyes widen, staring down at her mischievous grin.

"It's already ruined, might as well get it out of the way."

My face flushes with heat as she pulls her arms apart, tearing the fishnet from my back and exposing my bra. A sound very much like a helpless squeak escapes my lips, something I'd never heard myself do before. I guess it caught Temari off guard too, because the way she looks up at me wide-eyed before breaking into giggles gets me looking off to the side sheepishly.

"You're too fucking cute, you know that?"

"Yeah yeah, hopefully it's not a mood kill- Ah..ahhhh..."

She cuts me off by sliding a hand under the waistband of my jeans, grabbing a handful of what little ass I have and squeezing. I gasp and bite my bottom lip, pushing my hips against her.

Her other hand slides around my back and nimbly unclasps my bra, it loosens but doesn't fall free since the sleeves of my fishnet top still hang from my shoulders. I can't help but glance down, her fingers slip under the purple fabric and spread out over the almost flat surface of what could be called my left boob. I'd never considered them to be sensitive before, but the feeling of Temari's touch over my skin is enough to send a spark of fire through my system, sucking air through my teeth before I let out a groan of pleasure.

"Fuck, you're so hot."

She looks up at me, those deep green eyes filled with lust and love. I've never felt this way about anyone before, and I've never wanted anything more than to show her just how I feel.

It doesn't take much longer before we're both down to our underwear, undressing while you're laying on top of someone isn't exactly smooth, but we made it work. She shifts my position, knowing I'm not exactly experienced with this, so that I'm straddling her hips. Reaching up, she takes my hands and presses my palms against the flat of her stomach, slowly sliding them up until she feels me take control and lets go. I follow the line up with my eyes, swallowing anxiously as my hands creep steadily higher, hearing her breath hitch just a little before my fingertips start to sneak under the satin covering her chest. A soft groan drifts from Temari's lips as my hands slip under her bra and take a gentle hold of her breasts, I experiment a little, starting to gently squeeze and pull, knead and slightly twist, I feel the hardened buds of her nipples rolling under my palms and watch as my girlfriend's arms raise to run her own fingers through her hair. Her face is exquisite, her eyes have closed and she has her bottom lip held firmly between her teeth, her head tosses lightly from side to side as she lets me indulge in the soft warmth of her breasts.

I can feel her breathing getting heavier, her body tensing up slightly as she begins to grind her hips against mine. I know she wants to be touched, but I'm hesitant to move any further. One glance from her sultry eyes is all it takes for her to read me like a book, she reaches up with her left hand, touching me gently on the cheek to get my attention while the other hand pulls her bra up, letting her chest feel the open air before she smiles and whispers.

"Kiss me here."

My eyes dart up to hers, watching her face for a moment before I lean forward and press my lips against her nipple. I suck softly, drawing her flesh into my mouth and pulling it between my teeth, I feel her shudder beneath me, her right hand sliding down to grip my hip tightly.

"Ohhhh fuck... That's it baby, just like that..."

I'm pretty sure I could burn her if she touched my face right now, Temari's put on her 'sexy voice' when she's teased me in the past, but I've never heard her sound so... Raw. She's genuinely turned on, she wants to have sex. And it's with me.

"Babe, I need to ask you something."

I look up, releasing her nipple with a soft pop as I try to read her expression. She doesn't look worried at least, her cheeks are heavy with blush but her eyes still look like they're confident.

"I know it's something that'll change later, but. Are you okay? With, using what you have for this?"

Admittedly my mind is a little clouded with pent up horny to fully click at first, but she mercifully clues me in with a gentle bump of her hips.

I hadn't even thought of that.

Much like back in the store, my dick is exposed, hard as a rock and leaking down onto Temari's pelvis. I am definitely more than a little worked up right now, and part of me wants to just say 'fuck it' and carry on no matter what. But she knows this is important to me, even this far in, she's still looking out for me. It takes a moment to think, looking down at the state we're in, half-naked with me smearing pre down her front. But in the end, there's only one thing that makes sense to me.

"If it's with you, Temari. I don't care, this is what I want."

She smiles, and I swear I almost catch a faint glint of a tear in her eye, her hands reach down under my legs and she locks her eyes with me as I can feel her wiggling out of her panties. I can feel my breathing speed up, there's no turning back now, I reach back and finish taking off the bra she started earlier. A moment later and we're both naked, me kneeling on her bed with my hands on her thighs, her legs wide as she watches me with bated breath.

"Whichever way you want to go babe, I'm fine with it."I look up at her, tearing my eyes away from the moisture dripping from her slit, I guess I look more confused than anything else because she giggles.

"Pussy or ass, I don't mind which."

"Okay..."

I swallow nervously, and she laughs again.

"Don't worry, I'll be gentle."

The absurdness of her statement instantly calms me down, pulling a laugh from me I didn't know was possible this far into such an intimate moment. I glance down at myself for a moment, before coming to my decision.

"I guess, it only seems fair. Since you can't do it back to me yet."

She seems to get what I'm saying pretty quick, and lifts her hips a little more. I shuffle forwards, the nerves strike back as quick as she'd dispelled them. I reach down and take a hold of my hungry cock, I'm definitely not the smallest ever, but I'm also sure Temari has toys that are much bigger than me. With a few tentative strokes, I spread the mess of precum over my shaft, and with a long breath, line myself up with Temari's asshole.

"Ready?"

Temari nods, her face flushing as she looks down at me.

"Go slow, okay? You don't have to rush."

I nod, holding my breath as I push inside her.

The symphony of moans that come from both of us only really proves that Temari's parents are fine with her doing this, since there's no way they didn't hear it. She envelops me completely, her cheeks pressed against my thighs as I take a moment to catch my breath, I guess holding it in like that wasn't a great idea.

"You okay?"

I nod, giving her a shy smile.

"Yeah, just... Not used to this."

Her fingers slide through mine, squeezing gently as she glances up at me.

"Your pace, babe. You're doing great."

Her touch is like a life jacket, keeping me afloat in a sea of doubt as I steadily work my way into it. A moment later and my hips are moving, her breath catches just a little as I pull back and releases in a surprised moan when I clap our skin together again. After a minute or so I manage to get a rhythm going, the wet slaps of my pelvis against her ass combined with her breathy groans of bliss only spur me on, still holding tightly to her hand I start to speed up a little.

"Mmh, fuck yeah, babe. Keep going."

My thrusting gets faster, and her moans turn to gasps. Her grip tightens around my hand, and I feel her nails dig into my skin, she's clearly enjoying herself too.

"T..Temari.. I think, I'm..."

She looks up at me, I must look like a complete mess from her angle, sweaty and groaning over her perfect body. To my surprise though, she raises a hand in front of me, signalling me to stop. A shot of guilt hits my center, did I go too far?

"Temari? Are.. you ok?"

She gives me a look of concern, though she tries to hide it with a smile.

"No no, you're fine, babe. I just don't want this to end just yet."

Still holding my hand tightly, she pulls me in for a kiss, leaning up to meet me partway, the motion making me slip out of her. She holds me close, pressing our bodies together, I moan softly into her mouth and she does the same, our tongues slipping and sliding roughly over and around each other. My heart is pounding in my chest, the pressure building inside me as she breaks the kiss, her tongue darting out to lick across my lips.

"Let's try something different"

Her smile is wicked, sending another jolt of heat through me as she gently pushes me back so she can move. Her cheek lightly hits the sheets as she looks back at me, her knees spread wide on the bed as she pulls her asscheeks apart, putting herself on full display for me.

"Fuck my ass, Tayuya. I want you to make up for all those years of wanting you."

I swear this girl is trying to break me, but for the first time, I feel confident.

I barely even hesitate as I pull close and slide easily into her waiting ass. My hands planted firmly on her hips, my own start to forcibly slam into her, we don't even care how much noise we're making at this point. Between our synchronized moans and the slaps of wet flesh, I'm pretty sure the neighbors are gonna be asking questions tomorrow, but we don't give a shit. Right now, all that matters is her.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!"

She cries out as I pound into her, my world is a haze of pleasure and love, everything around me is practically nonexistent in a heavy mist that clouds my mind. But I can still see her, hear her. Everything is focused on her, and I refuse to lose it for even a moment.

I barely even notice my climax until it hits, my senses all catch fire at once and I instinctively push into her, trying to bury myself as deep into her ass as I can get as I pump her full of cum. Her scream of delight matches my own as she clamps down on me, her muscles pulling and squeezing my poor cock as her body tenses up. Her voice is muffled by the sheets for a moment as her own climax seems to have her writhing under me.

And just like that, it's over.

We both collapse onto the bed, panting and gasping for air, not saying a word as we catch our breath. I slide off her and she steadily rolls onto her side, looking at me with an amused expression. I can't quite read her, whether it's just because I don't get it, or the fog of pleasure still clouding my brain, but I give her a weird look.

"What?"

Her smile only widens.

"You came in my butt."

She giggles, and for a few seconds my head draws a blank, but everything just sort of falls into place and I hit her with a nearby pillow as I too break into laughter. I honestly have no idea how she's able to just turn back into the lovable goofball I always hang out with, right after what we just did. But I suppose that's exactly it, no matter what happens now, she's always going to be that person. The one I come to when I'm sad, the one who lifts me up when I'm feeling bad about myself, the one who's able to make me laugh with nothing but a few words.

The woman I love.

I finally drop the pillow and pull myself in to hug her tightly, still giggling softly, she wraps her arms around me and pulls me close.

"I love you, Temari. I don't think I'll ever stop loving you."

"Well that's good, because I have no intentions of stopping either. I love you so goddamn much, Tayuya."

We both chuckle lightly, her hand slowly stroking over my hair as I just take in her warmth.

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"Mhh... C'mon, Temari, it's too early for this."

"That's not what you said last time."

I pull the bedcovers up to glare at my wife, slipping my cock out of her mouth long enough to smirk back at me.

It's been ten years since we got together, and she still hasn't lost that spark. It's honestly impressive, I'd always heard that your sex drive dies down after marriage but it only seemed to spur her on more.

"Fine, just finish it quick. Work's gonna be a long one today, and I'd rather not be horny the whole time."

She chuckles and gives me a few strokes, prompting a soft groan from my throat.

"I dunno, you give me the good lovin' when you're pent up like that."

I don't even give her a reply, I just reach down and push her head onto my dick. She's not even surprised anymore, her laughs are muffled by having her mouth full and she simply returns to sucking me off. It's not the worst way to wake up in the mornings, but I'll be damned if I'm gonna let her make me go to work fighting off relentless boners all day.

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After a shower and a decent breakfast put together expertly by Temari, I pull on my jacket and get ready to go.

"I kinda miss your punk style, but you still fucking rock that suit, babe."

I smile, adjusting my tie and rolling my shoulder a few times.

"I think I need some new bras though."

"Ooohh, another growth spurt? You gotta be a D now right?"

I can't help but blush a little, I'm a grown woman now but I've still been getting the occasional bit of growth here and there. Thanks to Temari I've gotten a lot more comfortable with my body, even after so much time I'm happy holding off on bottom surgery until I feel ready.

"Guess we can measure them when you get home tonight, you know I'm always happy to get my hands on them."

I roll my eyes and smile, leaning in to kiss her softly.

"Not many clients today?"

"Nah, just a few looking for some sample ideas."

Temari took up a job in interior design a couple of years ago, I never really knew she was such a good artist until she started sketching as a hobby, so it made sense for her to try to make a career out of it.

"I better be off then, see you tonight, babe."

I kiss her again, even giving her ass a little grope before I head out, leaving her giggling in the kitchen.

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I glance out the window as I drive past my parents' old place, they'd moved out leaving me behind a year after my 'outburst' and I haven't heard from them since. Temari's family took me in without question and only three years later we had our own place together, I couldn't ask for a better life.

I pull up outside my office building, taking a deep breath as I look up at myself in the rear view mirror.

Work is fulfilling, my home is amazing, and I have a beautiful, loving wife waiting for me there every day.

I finally know who I am.

Life, is finally good.