Oh man, I was thinking of what to write next only to realize I had rated this story 'T'. So, I had to slightly change my plans. But hey, hopefully this turns out just as well or even better. To those of you who had wanted to read the other version… I'm sorry I never mailed it to you, but in all truth, I have no idea how to reply to reviews . Please forgive me and please keep reading! The previous disclaimer applies.

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It wasn't that Makoto wasn't used to bathing with other women, in fact, when everyone had gone skiing last winter together the hotel they stayed at had a common bathing room. However, that bathing room had been much larger than Makoto's little bathtub and at the time, she hadn't been the only one without clothes.

Ami watched as the taller girl struggled to lower herself into the small bathtub. One hand rested on the wall, while the other held her side. "Do you need help getting in?"

"No, I'm fine…" Without warning, Makoto's hand slipped from the wall and she began, what felt to her, a painfully slow fall. Luckily for Makoto, two gentle hands caught her before the porcelain tub.

"Are you alright?"

The brunette took a deep breath, closed her eyes and nodded.

"Are you sure?"

Another nod.

A ringing caught Ami's attention. It was her cell phone. "Are you going to be okay if I…?"

Again, Makoto gave a silent nod.

The smaller girl looked curiously at Makoto before slowly getting up and leaving to answer her phone.

Makoto sighed and slouched in the tub until the water covered her head. It wasn't the pain that had the injured girl speechless, but Ami's closeness.

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"Hello?"

"Everything's fine."

"Alright."

"Of course."

"I promise."

"Oh mom? Would it be alright if Makoto and I stopped by?"

"Yea. She had a pretty hard practice against Haruka last night. I don't think anything's broken…" Ami sweat dropped as her mother began asking a hundred questions.

"I'd better go mom. Makoto needs something."

"Love you too."

"Bye."

Ami smiled as she thought of the pros and cons of having a doctor as a mother. At least now she could put her mind at ease knowing Makoto would have a more medical check up. The only problem was convincing the injured girl to go.

"Makoto, I know that you don't want to, but I talked to my mom…" When the smaller girl opened the door her heart dropped to the bottom of her chest. All that could be seen of Makoto was her floating brown hair. "Makoto?! Makoto!"

Ami rushed to the side of the tub and was about to grab the submerged girl when the brunette finally came up for air. The blue haired girl screamed and tried to salvage her balance, but it was too late. Makoto's eyes went wide as Ami came towards her.

Makoto tried to catch the smaller girl the best she could, but with the space given and her ribs, she wasn't able to do much but hold her hands out to lessen the fall. "Oof!"

"Makoto?! Ami?! You guys should really lock the door. Geez and you guys call me irresponsible. You guys in here?" Usagi was about to pass the two girls unknowingly until the sound of Ami's communicator caught her ear. And sure enough, there they were. Usagi's mouth dropped and then quickly turned into a mischievous grin as she saw the scene in front of her. The two girls lay in the bathtub together, Ami on top and Makoto, undressed, on the bottom with her hands resting on Ami's chest.

"Usagi! It's not what you think!" Ami saw the look in the blonde's eyes and tried to reach for the communicator, but only fell backwards… and back on Makoto.

"Usagi? Why are you answering Ami's communicator?"