The moment April steps through the door of Mr. Murakami's restaurant, she's burning with anger.
It's all Karai's fault!
She has to apologize, she has to make things right again, because April didn't do anything wrong!
She searches the room for Karai and finds her sitting at the bar. As usual.
April marches over to her, but before she can reach her, Karai turns around, looking directly at her.
There's something between a smirk and a smile on Karai's face when their eyes meet, and it's more smile than smirk.
Something tightens around April's heart, and it hurts.
She feels so very exposed this one moment, and her formerly loud footsteps, set with anger and fierce, turn down to a normal trot.
Without a word she slides down on a seat next to Karai.
"I already ordered pizza gyoza for you," Karai says.
"I'm not hungry," April replies.
"Really?" Karai says as she takes another sip from her sake. "I thought after last night you must be very hungry."
There's something in her voice that makes April shiver and she isn't sure if it's a good or a bad thing.
"It was some hard training after all," Karai continues.
Another shiver runs down April's spine.
"You can't do that again," she says.
"What?" Karai asks, her voice too sweet to be true. "I thought we agreed that I am going to train you."
"That's not what I'm talking about!" April says a little too loudly.
"Then what are you talking about, hm?" Karai asks sardonically.
"The other thing, you know."
"Oh, you mean when I stroked you to orgasm?" Now Karai's voice is louder than it needed to be.
"Shhh!" April tries to shush her. "You can't do that again."
"You seemed to like it."
April is glad that Karai's voice now is back at a normal volume before she realizes what she actually said. She feels her cheeks heat up.
"Awwww, you're blushing!" Karai comments the obvious.
"You can't do that again. I have a boyfriend." April keeps her eyes glued to the bar.
"As far as I remember I told you you can stop me," Karai says matter-of-factly. "Which you didn't. You even told me to continue. So again, you seemed to like it."
"I … I did," April admits, the words out of her mouth before she can stop herself. "It's just …"
"Hot? Satisfying? Good?" Karai cuts in.
"'Wrong' was the word I was looking for."
"And it still felt amazing, didn't it?"
April nods.
"Well, I can't promise I won't try again," Karai says.
April turns to face her. "Why not? I mean you have Leo and … and …"
"Leo and I aren't a couple," Karai clarifies. "And sometimes I long for someone else's company."
"Why me?" April asks.
"You ever looked in the mirror recently?" Karai asks back.
April furrows a brow. "What's in it for you? I mean, you're Karai, there has to be something in it for you!"
"Oh, there's a lot in it for me."
"What? I didn't even touch you or … or anything."
Karai laughs. "You're such an innocent girl, you know that, O'Neil?"
And she leans forward, so her mouth is so very close again to April's ear. It makes April think of the night before, and she shivers, and the shiver only increases when Karai speaks up.
"You melted beneath my touch, you made all those cute sounds, you begged me to continue. That's enough for the time being."
She leans back again.
And then she puts her hand over April's and it's the first time that April realizes that she's been holding on the to bar with such force her knuckles had turned white.
She relaxes a bit now, though.
"As I said, I can't promise you I won't try again," Karai says again. "But I promise that you can always stop me."
"Okay," April replies, staring down on Karai's hand which is giving her own hand a little squeeze now.
It's never going to happen again, April knows that, but for the moment, she can't help, but imagine Karai's hand between her legs again.