Team GEMINI

Nameless: The Physical Attraction

Book 1

When The Unstoppable Force Collides With The Immovable Object

Chapter 12

Do I Creep You Out, Carebear?

Nanoha and Fate walked down the street holding hands as they walked down the street with two of Nanoha's closest friends following closely behind them. Hayate Gracia and her wife Carim Gracia laughed nervously when Nanoha and Fate decided that it was time for one of their famous off topic arguments.

"Shouldn't you be in school?"

"Shouldn't you be at work?"

"It's my day off!"

"Well I can still skip a few days of school," Fate stood up tall and smirked, "Or did you forget that I'm the top student?"

"Correction, second best. And even though you may be one of the top students, you're still in the bottom." Nanoha replied quickly, a victorious grin on her face.

"You didn't!"

"Oh yes I did!"

Hayate and Carim look at each other and continued their awkward laughter, suddenly ashamed to be seen with the bickering couple. At that moment the same thing had crossed their minds when their eyes had locked, and that thought was "Nanoha and Fate are both crazy". The "young" married couple continued to watch the "odder" couple before them argue as if they had been married for fifty years.

"I'm only on the bottom because you make me!"

"Doy!"

"Hey, I was always on the top when I was with my ex." Fate growled. 'And her sister. At the same time... with their best friend.' Fate decided to hold that particular comment back.

"Oh then why don't you go back to her then?" Nanoha screamed. "I bet she was a better fuck than I am!"

"Aha, you have no idea~" Fate replied giddily in a singsong voice.

"Fine, go back to what's her face. See if I care." Nanoha muttered with a huff, walking away from her little group of friends. "See ya, so long~ sayonara. Good-bye!"

Fate smirked and ran up to her girlfriend, throwing her arms around Nanoha's small frame and holding her tightly and kissing her on the cheek, her hot breath caressing Nanoha's fair skin. "My life would so suck without you." Fate said softly, whispering a sweet five syllable word into Nanoha's ear: aishiteru.

"Nya-... ha-... ha..." Nanoha laughed, melting into her girlfriend's embrace.

Hayate smirked, her hand quickly grabbing hold of her wife's arm and pulling her down to her level. "Carim, let say you and me get lost." Carim looked at the younger woman and quirked one of her perfectly shaped eyebrows.

"I know perfectly where we are though," the gracefully aging British woman said in a low whisper, confusion laddered in her sultry voice. "So how exactly may we get lost?"

Hayate face palmed at her spouse's oblivious expression. "So we can give Nanoha-chan and Fate-chan some time alone! Why else!?"

Carim pulled free from her wife and stood up straight, straightening her long golden hair. "But they left us already." she replied as she straightened her collar, her free hand pointing to the bickering couple who didn't notice they had left their companions behind.

"What?" Hayate muttered with a small twitch in her left eye.

"I said: "they left us already". Should I repeat, Love?" Carim asked with an innocent smile.

Hayate rolled her eyes and gentled nudged her wife. A mischievous glint sparkled in Hayate eye as she stared up at her regal partner. "How much cash do you have on you?"

"About..." Carim pulled out her wallet and began counting the contents. "5,000yen."

"Good enough!" shouted Hayate, her fist high up in the air. "To a hotel we go!"

"Excuse me what?"

"You. Me. Hotel... now."

"But—"

"Now."

Hayate walked passed Carim, their eyes meeting briefly in an enticing gaze. The short skirt Hayate had on and the way she swayed her hips slowly, Carim was quickly mesmerized by the sheer allure of her wife's seductive body.

Cerulean orbs stared straight ahead, cascading down the thin frame of the tantalizing brunette haired woman's body in slow motion. Carim Gracia was not one to smirk or be one to have immoral thoughts in her head, but that delicious creature that called out to her was her wife. So indecent thoughts were... okay right? There was nothing wrong about desiring your spouse's touch, absolutely nothing.

"Come on Baby, live on the wild side!" Hayate shouted out to Carim. "Drop your manners, slam those words together, and crank up that British accent!"

Carim felt a bead of sweat roll down the side of her face when Hayate literally ran back to her side and threw her arms around her neck. There was a sly smile and a playful expression on Hayate's face, this was the face Carim dubbed "Hayate's game face" and when ever this face made its appearance, Carim knew that Hayate wanted to play... so yes, this face showed up many times, even at places where it was not so appropriate. Nanoha's baby shower was one example and the movie theater was another, and lastly her care giver's funeral.

"Play with me Carebear…" Hayate whispered into Carim's ear seductively.

A chill ran up Carim spine when Hayate's hot breath brushed passed her ear, "S-Sure, I would appreciate that."

"Contractions baby, use 'em."

"How about no?"

Hayate pouted cutely and traced Carim's jaw line, "Please?"

"Hayate, I really don't think I can do that while I increase my accent." Carim replied uneasily.

"You just did."

"No I didn't."

"You did it again!"

Shrugging, Carim wrapped her arms around Hayate's small frame and nuzzled her head into the crook of the other woman's neck, "I'd only do something like this for you y'know? I hate contractions and their rowdy lot. Oh bugger, now you've got me doing it." Carim buried her face into the palm of her hand and sighed. "This is definitely not how a well educated woman should speak."

"Thank you," Hayate whispered as she removed the hand covering Carim's face. "You're best." She added in quickly before kissing her wife passionately on the lips. Breaking the kiss she grinned devilishly at the taller woman. "I can't wait till I get you out of that little blue dress. Seriously."

Finely shaped blonde eyebrows creased together, "I have changed my mind. We are going home."

"Oh! We can play there for free!" Hayate beamed.

"I really wish you would stop proclaiming your illicit intentions out loud." Carim grumbled with a heavy sigh. She knew people were looking in their direction and it embarrassed her to no end. "I am fine with random acts of intimate gestures, we are married so it is allowed, but can you show some decency? I do have a reputation to uphold, as do you."

"I know, I know," Hayate pouted. "I'll stop or at least try to—just for you though! No one else."

Carim chuckled and held her wife lovingly, ignoring the strange looks people sent them. "If you stopped doing that, you wouldn't be the woman I married now would you?"

"Ahaha… say what?"

"Just try to keep it down to a hushed whisper or when we are around friends." Carim said with a smile. She set Hayate down back onto the ground and smiled at her, giving the other woman a reassuring pat on the head. "So, hotel or home?"

Hayate gave Carim a thoughtful look and hummed, "I say home. Hotels are exciting, but they feel dirty."

"Then home it is," Carim wrapped a possessive arm around Hayate's shoulders and pulled the other woman closer to her, "And I, too, cannot wait to get you out of that skirt."

Squealing in glee, Hayate clung onto her wife and said, "I love that accent!"

"Uh... okay?"

"Say, if we lived in Britain, do you think I'll get that accent?" Hayate asked as they turned around to walk back home.

"Well eventually you will," Carim chuckled playfully. "But I highly doubt you will see an immediate change in your speech pattern…"

Hayate looked up at Carim and smiled. "I love you, I really do."

"Even if I annoy you?" Carim asked.

"You keep me in line, so it's like you're dominating me," sending a quick side glance to her left, Hayate grinned. "It's kinda sexy."

Taking a good, long hard look at the younger woman, a small twitch tugged at the edge of Carim's lips. "You're crazy."

"I know."

"…. Stop agreeing with me."

"Sure!"

"Please," Carim took a breath, "It's scaring me."