With all the reviews I got I couldn't help but update this thing. I love you guys! Heh. Anywho, I hope you like it and since my writing workshop is over, I think I'll keep up with this. It'll give me something to write. Thanks again for the reviews. They help a lot. And, once again, they make me feel all warm and fuzzy. Real quick, I looked Ami's favorite flower up, and I read that it was a White Lily, so that's what I used. If it's not, let me know. The previous disclaimer applies. Enjoy!

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The two girls walked in a comfortable silence as cars passed by, the sun still hovering in the late afternoon sky. A bead of sweat trickled down the side of Makoto's face. The tall brunette's mind danced around reasons to invite Ami over, or to invite herself over to Ami's.

'She obviously doesn't mind my company,' thought Makoto, thinking back to what Ami had said. 'I could just ask her…'

"Hey Ames…" Makoto turned to where her blue haired companion should have been but found an empty piece of sidewalk instead. After looking around frantically, Makoto spotted her friend standing in front of a large window. Sighing with relief, the taller girl made her way towards the window.

"I thought I lost you," teased Makoto.

Ami let out a soft chuckle. "I was wondering when you'd realize I stopped walking."

"So watcha looking at?" Cupping her hands around her eyes, Makoto leaned towards whatever held Ami's attention.

"Michiru's new CD. I didn't think it was out yet."

"Doesn't Haruka accompany her on a few songs?"

Ami nodded. Turning to Makoto Ami smiled, "Shall we go?"

"Don't you wanna buy it?" The taller girl said, still eyeing the CD.

"I can buy it later."

'Baka! She didn't bring any money because you told her she didn't need to.' Makoto's mind criticized.

"And she still doesn't need to," thought the brunette aloud.

"Who doesn't need to what?" asked Ami.

"Uh," Makoto sweat dropped, mentally slapping herself. "I'll be right back." With that, Makoto turned and went into the small music store, leaving a very confused Ami.

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The bell above the door indicated Makoto's return. Closing her book, Ami looked up and found a very happy Makoto with a small purple bag in hand.

"Hey Ames, since your mom's at work tonight, would you like to spend the night? I'll cook." Makoto felt as if her heart was trying to break through her rib cage. Buying the CD had been easy, but waiting in line to buy it was what caused her problems. Waiting had given her time to think. About Ami.

Makoto caught her breath when Ami glanced at the bag in her hand. She had thought the white lily couldn't be seen, but maybe she was wrong. Maybe when she was walking it had stuck out just enough for Ami to see.

"Sure." Ami smiled and was surprised when the taller girl started walking away. She had, though she didn't want to admit it, expected Makoto to have bought the CD for her. Ignoring the disappointment, Ami quietly followed her friend.

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Glancing at Ami, Makoto wondered if her plan had been found out. They had been walking for some time and Ami still hadn't made a sound.

'I hope I'm right. I'll kill Haruka if I'm not.' Makoto smiled at the smaller girl next to her while she unlocked her apartment door.

"Hungry?" asked Makoto, as she closed the door and made her way towards the kitchen.

"I'm fine." Ami sat on the couch, her hands in her lap. Truth be told, her stomach hadn't felt quite right since they had left the music store.

"How 'bout some tea?"

"Sure." Leaning back, Ami closed her eyes hoping to calm whatever was upset. It wasn't her stomach, but it was the only thing that made sense and so she blamed it.

"Here," Makoto whispered from behind the couch.

"Tha-" The word caught in her throat as her eyes fell on what was in front of her. The tea she had accepted was on a plate too large for just itself in the corner. In the center, lay Michiru's new CD with a white lily placed across it. "Makoto…"

"White lily, right? That's your favorite flower?" The brunette fidgeted behind the couch, still unsure of the flower she had chosen.

Ami silently nodded.

Letting out the breath she had been holding Makoto grinned. She hadn't really thought about why a music store was selling flowers, but nevertheless, she was thankful.

Taking the plate in front of her, the blue haired girl set it on the table, turned around and wrapped her arms around Makoto's neck.

"Thank you so much, Mako-chan!"

Ami's perfume engulfed Makoto's senses leaving her physically unable to respond. Blaming the perfume and the other girl's closeness, Makoto could only smile and nod dumbly.

Pulling away, Ami smiled at the grinning Makoto. The two smiled at each other until Ami's stomach growled, making its hunger known.

Makoto laughed. "I'll go make us some dinner."

Blushing, Ami thanked her and sat back down on the couch, picked up the lily resting on the plate and let her body sink into the couch. Closing her eyes, she brought the lily up to her nose, it's peddles tickling her skin. A smile claimed her lips as she realized she didn't smell the lily at all, only Makoto's perfume.