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Lightning pulled into the driveway of her and Serah's home, breathing out a sigh of relief as she finally got off from her work. Unbuckling her seat belt, she walked up the steps to her house, unlocking the door and walking through to the kitchen.
She went to grab a bottle of water from the fridge, noticing a bright yellow note taped onto it. Serah's neat hand-writing read: Went to the dentist, remember? The doctor gave me some pills that make me feel a bit woozy. Snow is taking care of me while you're at work. As soon as I feel better I'll come home. Love, Serah.
The pinkette frowned, setting the note on the counter and exiting the kitchen. Whenever Serah was gone it was always quiet in the house. When she was here, there was always her stereo, or her TV, or something letting her know that there was her little sister in the house. It was lonely.
It almost made her happy to leave the house for her date with Fang. Almost.
She was nervous – extremely so. It had been how many years since she dated? Had she ever had a real date before? She bit her bottom lip worriedly as she climbed the stairs, on the way to her bedroom. What, was she like fifteen?
A flash of pain went through her head. She paused as she reached her room, hand cradling the left side of her face. Great... a migraine is exactly what I need right now.
She stumbled inside as the pain continued to grow. She occasionally would get these. Her doctor claimed that it was from stress and exhaustion - which was reasonable, because she had Serah to take care of. Thankfully, she had a prescription, a bottle of wonderful pills that would take this god-awful pain away.
Lightning fumbled with the cabinet in her bathroom, leaving the lights off. Migraines always hurt even worse when they were on. She shifted aside the lotions, hair products, and other pills that Serah would use until she found the one she was supposedly looking for. She popped the cap off, grabbing three of the little white pills, not noticing the small white lettering that said: Vicodin.
She tossed the innocent little pills in her mouth and draining her water bottle in a swift movement. Hopefully that will work... She thought, making a face as another bout of pain ripped through her skull.
Now... what the hell should I wear?
Fang pulled up to Lightning's house, turning off her car and climbing out. Her fingers played with the keys nervously as she approached the Farron home. Reaching the door, she raised a fist to knock, but paused. You are Oerba Yun Fang. You are not a coward.
She exhaled, knocking on the door three times. She put her hands on her hips as she waited... And waited.
Quirking one eyebrow up she knocked again.
She could see Lightning through the glass from the door. Mentally preparing herself, she drew herself up, preparing herself, but stopped short as Lightning opened the door and revealed herself fully.
The soldier wore a simple black dress, and Fang made sure to notice that it was tight in all the right places. It certainly revealed her figure, but not in a sleazy way, more of an elegant tease if you will. She also wore black high heels, which was a first.
What startled her the most however, was the normally apathetic soldier had a goofy smile plastered on her face. "Uh... Lightning?" Excited to see you too, Sunshine.
"Hmmm...?" Lightning giggled.
Giggled.
"Y-you ready to go?" Fang didn't know if she should be terrified or thrilled. What is she a nervous wreck or somethin'? The hell is up with her...?
"Yup. Let's go!" She did a Vanille-like skip out of the door, completely forgetting to close it and marched to Fang's car.
The raven haired woman stared at her for a few seconds before shaking her head, closing the door for Lightning and walking back to her car. The younger woman had repeatedly tried to open the door, and repeatedly failed as Fang had it on automatic lock. Giving up on that, she looked up at the night sky, with all of Gran Pulse's marvelous constellations twinkling merrily at her. "Ooooohhh... So pretty..."
Fang eyebrows shot up. I didn't know that pretty was in her vocabulary, or that she could... giggle. She unlocked the car and held open the door for her. Unfortunately, Light's attention was fixed on those fascinating stars. Fang nudged her in the small of her back, making the younger woman squeak. Catching sight of Fang's skeptical look she giggled once more, as she clambered into the vehicle. Fang shut the door carefully, making sure that none of her appendages were poking out, seeing as her date was acting like a complete retard.
Shaking her head again she walked to the other side of the car, not noticing that Lightning was fiddling with all of the shiny buttons, levers, and things inside and was turning everything to the opposite place. So, as Fang sat down, turning the car on, everything went to chaos. Heat blasted at full speed in her face, as the radio screamed out a song. Water spouted from the windshield wipers as the swished back and forth, her blinkers and headlights were flashing nonstop, and to top it all off, her alarm was blaring out for all the world to hear.
"Light! What the hell?" Fang yelled, turning the radio off and trying to control the chaos that was her car.
The woman who caused all of this uproar now was looking at Fang's gearshift. A shiny, metallic gearshift – very attention grabbing. She reached out, pulling it back until a bright red N glowed. She clapped her hands happily.
This wouldn't be a big problem anywhere else, but unfortunately Lightning's house was on a hill – big problem.
Because Fang was so busy trying to calm her car down, she didn't notice that they had begun rolling backwards. They were slowly, but steadily picking up speed, and Lightning, all for the thrills tonight, had rolled down her window and began singing some loud obnoxious song. She waved at a group of very confused, but curious, neighbors, who knew that this girl couldn't be Lightning Farron seeing as the normally stolid soldier didn't act anywhere near as stupid as this woman does.
Fang breathed out a sigh as she finished turning everything off and back to its normal place. She spun in her seat to give Lightning stink-eye. "What is wrong with you?"
Light grinned. Fang suppressed the creepy shudder. Obviously, something was wrong with her Sunshine. She was so concentrated on Lightning that she didn't notice that another vehicle was right behind them. And it wasn't moving anytime soon.
But they were.
Lightning couldn't walk straight. She stumbled every time she did, giggling maniacally and reaching out for Fang's supportive arm. Getting tired of holding out her arm every five seconds, she scooped Lightning up in her arms, bridal style, and carried her back to her house.
Needless to say, she was pissed.
One, the Lightning Farron that she wanted to date was nowhere to be found. She was replaced by some fiendish, creepy impostor that looked like her clone.
Two, her car was mangled in the back from an accident – caused by said impostor. Not only that, but the neighbors had decided to chew her out, which she responded with an "F you", and gave them a rude gesture that consisted of one finger. Lightning did the same, but with both hands, and giggling madly. Fortunately, her insurance could cover the damage.
Three, the impostor couldn't even walk a straight line. So Fang had to carry her, out of the goodness of her heart.
Fuck my life. Fang thought, morosely as she entered the Farron household, kicking the door shut behind her. She walked into the living room and dumped Lightning unceremoniously on the couch. The pinkette rolled over, landing on the floor with a thud.
"As soon as you're sober, or can think straight, talk to me. Until then, shut up and rest." Fang spat, getting up to walk away.
Lightning was confused. She had had so much fun. Why didn't Fang have fun?
Her eyes lit up, with excitement and something... more. I know why. Her eyes landed on Fang, as she slowly licked her lips.
The other woman's back was turned. She was sitting on the arm of the sofa, facing away from Lightning and looking out of the window. She was muttering angrily about Lightning's apparent bipolar issues. Lightning pulled her heels off, getting up off the floor and silently making her way over to Fang. The woman was so preoccupied with her thoughts and insults that she didn't notice Lightning again.
And that was when Lightning struck... so to speak.
She pounced on the woman, earning a startled yelp as she was dragged to the ground from her weight. Lightning quickly wrapped her legs around Fang, flipping her over and straddled her waist. "Great, what now, Light?" Fang's dark green emerald eyes glared at the woman above her.
"I think you know." She purred, tracing her hand up Fang's stomach and over to her left breast. She rested her hand there for a minute, watching as Fang's eyes got bigger and bigger. Then she squeezed.
Fang couldn't help the groan as it slipped out, her eyes closing in delight. She arched her back for more of the contact as Lightning did the same treatment with her other hand to her other breast. Fang closed her eyes in bliss. Etro, if this is what she could do to me just by touching me - Ah! Bad thoughts, Fang! Remember she's not normal right now! She went to throw her date off, and Lighting, noticing the Pulsian trying to escape, did the first thing that came to mind.
Fang halted as a wonderfully soft, smooth pair of lips met with her own. Lightning kissed Fang slowly and leisurely at first, but was becoming impatient fast. She wanted the Pulsian, now.
The soldier nibbled on Fang's bottom lip, earning a moan and access. Lightning slipped her tongue inside, melding and twisting with Fang's. She tasted fantastic. Her hands left Fang's breasts, moving up to thread her fingers through raven locks. The Pulsian wrapped her arms around Light's waist, bringing their bodies closer together, making sure that there was no room between them. The more primitive side started to rise, making Fang roll over and reverse their positions. Both women were panting as they broke the kiss for oxygen. Their pupils were dilated so much, that the color was almost gone. Fang could see the want, the desire written all over the older Farron's face and she was sure that it was echoed on hers.
But... Fang scrambled off of Lightning, resting her back against the couch and feeling as if her world were crumbling. She's not Lightning right now.
The pinkette turned to look at Fang, crawling over and trying to straddle her again. Fang pushed her off gently. She tried again. Fang grabbed her shoulders and shook her a little. "No, Lightning!"
"But... why?" Her lower lip trembled as Fang rejected her. She may be high on Vicodin right now, but everyone knows rejection even at their worse.
"Because you are not yourself." Fang groaned, thumping her head back on the couch. She was thoroughly frustrated. I come for a date and she ends up pouncing on me! If she was sober or not high or whatever, I would have been fine with a nice romp but NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, she has to act like a complete hormonal idiot the day of our date. What the hell? Is this some sadistic person's attempt at humor at something? Because if it is, I don't find it funny. AT ALL.
Lightning frowned. "I'm not?"
Fang had to chuckle at her obvious confusion, and then sighed wearily. "No, you're not."
"Huh." Lightning settled back on her haunches. She yawned, squeaking a little at the end. Ten points for cuteness, Fang grumbled in her mind.
Sighing, the Pulsian pushed herself up from the floor, scooping Lightning up as she did so. "Bedtime, you." She muttered, turning to walk up the stairs.
Cerulean eyes lit up, excitedly. "No, Sunshine. Not like that." Her eyes went downcast.
I wonder... has her lust for me always been there? Or is it the drug? Fang scowled. Please, you're Fang. You turn people on just by standing there and looking pretty. But still... She jumped slightly as she felt Lightning play with her braid. She looped it over and over with her fingers, petting the soft strands. Fang was even more shocked with she grasped the end of it and brushed the loose strands on her cheek. She had a contented smile on her face.
This can't just be the drug or alcohol or inhalant or - or something that she had. Fang thought as Lightning continued to pet herself with her braid. I mean, something unconsciously must be setting her off to do this. It can't just be whatever she had. Maybe the drug is showing me the truth? Maybe...
Once again Lightning yawned as Fang entered her bedroom and set her down gently on her mattress. Fang went to pull the covers over her but was halted by Light's grip on her wrist. "Stay with me." Her eyes, her tone, her body language was begging.
Fang sighed, rubbing her eyes. Now why am I hesitating? Oh right, she's not Lightning. You know what's gonna happen when she wakes up? Yeah, she's gonna kick your ass to Cocoon and back.
But was it worth it?
Hell yes.
She fixed Lightning with a stern gaze. "I'll stay. But you try anything, I repeat, anything, and I'm gone. Understand?"
Nodding happily, Lightning pulled her so that she landed on the bed with an oomph. She wrapped her arms around her and snuggled as close as possible, burying her head in Fang's soft neck. Hesitantly, Fang rested her hands around Lightning as well, drawing her closer.
"Goodnight, Sunshine." She murmured as Lightning fell asleep, brushing her lips on her forehead.
Fang didn't feel tired. On the contrary, she didn't want to go to sleep. Could you blame her? The woman she loved was finally in her arms and she was basking in the moment. Minutes turned to hours as she watched Lightning sleep, occasional dreams making her mumble and twitch unconsciously. Fang's eyes roved over those beautiful features, normally sharp but now relaxed, at peace. The thought of Lightning actually at rest for once, and not with her walls up all the time, made Fang feel accomplished, as if she was responsible for this. In a way she was complete, and she started to fade away to the darkness of sleep took her and she too, relaxed.
Just as sleep was about to take her, she was startled awake as she heard Lightning moan. And more specifically, moan her name. Even more specifically, moan, as in moan moan. Not moaning like in pain or complaint. More like...
No way, Fang thought incredulously.
"Fang." There was something about the look that Lightning had as she spoke, her eyebrows knitted together, and not an unwelcome strain on her features. Fang didn't know what to think. She was frozen on the spot as Lighting's moans triggered something inside of her. A warm tingling feeling that was spreading down south. Uh-oh, get it together woman.
Lightning's eyes squeezed tighter as the dream continued. "Fang." She breathed, as if Fang was teasing her in her dream.
Lightning's having a dream about me? And not just any dream but- Fang's grunted as Lightning slammed her lips on hers. Goddamn! Whatever dream she's having, it's a good one! Fang thought, as Lightning's tongue met with her own. Fang tried to pull away, but failed. Lightning had gained some kind of inhuman strength in unconsciousness and was using that against her, holding her in place.
As suddenly as it happened it stopped. Lightning pulled back and rested her head back in place, smiling peacefully. Well, I'm glad somebody isn't all hot and bothered now.
Fang didn't fall asleep for hours.
Lightning stirred as she felt the sun's rays on her skin. Something warm and downright comfortable was wrapped around her. She sighed happily, snuggling even closer - if that were possible - and wrapped her leg around it. Whatever it was, it was soft and smelled really good. She breathed in deep, taking in the cinnamon-like perfume. Dim thoughts of Christmas entered her mind as she slowly lost consciousness again.
She was startled awake, however, when she felt the warm, comfortable, nice-smelling, something wrap it's arms tighter around her. Her eyes opened slowly and rested on her bed mate.
Fang's mouth was open slightly as she slept, her features calm as she dreamed. Her hair was messier than usual; all over the place. The sun was rising behind Lightning, landing on Fang's face and giving her bronze skin an even more appealing look. Fang had an incredible beauty about her that no one else could touch.
But Lightning wasn't noticing that at the moment. Glaring her almighty 'I'll Kill You' glare, she took the leg that she had accidentally wrapped around and kicked Fang right in the midsection. Fang snapped awake as she was kicked off the bed and landed on the floor. She groaned; lack of sleep, sexually aroused and deprived from Lightning, plus this rude awakening was not the best thing in the world. The tall woman pushed herself up on her elbows. She yelped as she felt Lightning pounce on her for the second time in a twenty four hour period. They rolled over in a wrestling match, Fang trying to figure out if she was still going to ravage her, and Lightning wanting nothing more than for Fang to end up as bloody pulp on her nice, clean carpet.
Déjà vu went through both of their minds as they continued; reminding them of what started all of this. Lightning punched Fang hard enough to throw Snow in a coma. It dazed her, and all she managed to do was brace her strong legs underneath Lightning's belly and kick her up and over so that she landed on her back behind Fang. Both women groaned as the different pains hit them. Lightning shook her head to clear it, immediately scrambling to her feet and charging at her intruder again. Fang, having regained her senses back, anticipated the attack, and rolled with her weight, pinning her down on the floor.
"Listen to me!"
"I told you not to do anything and you- you-" Lightning didn't even notice the tears in her eyes. She was so angry, so frightened and scared, and not only that, she thought that Fang had betrayed her.
"Lightning!" Fang barked, gaining the struggling soldier's attention. "Nothing happened." Lightning scoffed, trying not to sob. "Look at me." Fang grabbed her chin and forced Lightning's eyes to meet hers. "I would never do something like that to anyone, let alone you. You were on something last night - we never even had a date!" Her jade eyes pleaded with cerulean orbs. She brushed back the pink strands that slightly obscured her right eye as she continued in a softer tone. "Trust me. Please."
Lightning calmed down as Fang caressed her, sending pleasurable thrills through her body. Not the time or place, Lightning, she thought to herself. Now that she had regained her composure, she noticed that she did indeed still have her clothes on. She swallowed thickly. "What-" She swallowed again, to clear her throat. "What happened?"
Fang got off of Light, reaching down a hand to help her up, which the pinkette took gratefully. "What did you do before our should be date?" She asked, ignoring her question.
Lightning frowned as she tried to remember. "Serah had gone to the dentist... I came up here and went to the bathro—" Fang walked away, entering said room and looking around for any clues. Her eyes landed on an open pill bottle, filled with tiny, innocent white pills.
She grabbed the bottle and peered closer at the label. She stared it for five solid minutes.
Lightning, getting impatient, entered the bathroom, her eyes shifting from Fang's expression down to the bottle in her hand. She plucked it out of her grip and read the label. She didn't notice it slip out of her hand or the shocked expression staring back at her in the mirror.
"Well that explains a lot." Fang quipped.
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