Birds whistled outside, the sound of the streets bustled through the window, and Light hated the lot of it. Each sound was reverberating through her mind, like a million bullets piercing her skull. Was she dying? She was sure of it; no normal person feels like this when they wake up.

The soldier curled into a ball and squeezed her eyes shut, gently massaging her temples with the tips of her fingers. What in the world had she been thinking? And how much had she drunk? The pain momentarily subsided, and she took the opportunity to take in her surroundings

"At least I made it back to the hotel" she thought to herself, knowing no other place could possibly look this posh. Another wave of painful nausea washed over her and she hunched back down into a ball, wishing to Etro that she really was dead.

After lying in her uncomfortable position for what seemed like years, it came to attention that her clothes were scattered across the room. She wasn't bothered by this fact, what bothered her was that they were mixed with clothes she hadn't seen before. Her stomach dropped as she slowly rolled over to see a wild mess that could only be recognized as Fang's hair splayed over the pillow, the soldier thanked Etro the woman hadn't moved.

"Oh maker, this has got to look worse than it really is." The soldier was totally bewildered; Fang was her friend, almost like family, why would she be so stupid to do something like this?

"Steady up soldier, you're jumping to conclusions" She furrowed her eyebrows and thought to herself

"What if something really did happen...even intoxicated, I never thought I'd be attracted to Fang..." She took a deep breath and let out a groan as the pain spread throughout her body again.

Unfortunately, the Pulsian began to stir, mumbling something under her breath she couldn't quite establish. The soldier panicked; she was in bed, naked, next to Fang and had nowhere to safely go, she was trapped.

"Oh Etro" was all Fang could let out, looking up at her alarmed companion

"Uh, mornin' sunshine" she wasn't quite sure what to say to the soldier, after the night they had just experienced anyway.

"How ya feelin'?" regretting her awkward attempt at conversation

"I'm not quite sure; I can't remember a single thing after Lebreau's stupid dare and now I feel like I'm dying, tell me I'm dying?" Fang stared at the woman, not sure how to reply

"What?-" the woman was uneasy "-As in you don't remember a single thing past that point?" the soldier had a distressed look on her face and Fang bit her tongue

"This is an idiotic question, but why are you naked? Why are we naked? Ugh, what happened?" The Pulsian could feel those cerulean eyes resting on her chest, virtually burning a hole straight through her

"Well uh, Lebreau was there, then she took us up to VIP and uh... there was a stripper, and then we ran back here. That's pretty much it, nothing happened" she refused to look up at the woman, knowing if their eyes met, her strength would waver

"I mean, between us y'know?" The soldier sighed quietly and leant back against the headboard, rubbing her face

"So I'm not dying then?"

"No Light, you're incredibly hung over." Much to their embarrassment, their younger counterparts decided to burst through the door while making excessive amounts of noise

"Guys you should wa-" they stood motionless in the doorway, mouths agape. They followed the trail of clothes towards the bed and were certain the two women were undeniably naked.

"Ohhh wow..." Vanille trailed off, and quite clearly regretted agreeing with Serah on charging in to wake them up

"Ever heard of knocking?" Lightning snapped; shooting the pair of them a death glare, the ache in her head doubling in intensity

"We'll uh, leave you alone yes..." she slowly closed the door with a terrified Vanille hiding behind her.

"Great" Light muttered under her breath and Fang sighed "They're just being children; I wouldn't bother worrying." The Pulsian's words came out much more abrupt than she intended, but she noticed the soldiers stunned reaction

"Just go back to sleep for a while, you'll feel better afterward." She turned away from the woman and pulled the blanket up under her chin, attempting to hide the hurt in her voice. Still, she could feel those eyes resting on the back of her head. She knew the soldier was watching her and had to resist the urge to look back, especially when she heard the woman get out of bed to shut the curtains.

"Sleep sounds good" the soldier mumbled before drifting into a deep slumber.

A/N: Wow, sorry guys. Haven't been home all week and didn't get a chance to update. Chapter 3 won't be far behind :)
Also, thankyou to everyone who favourite/reviewed, that was crazy stuff!

Well, enjoy!