A/N: I know I'm not the only one who hates writing a story and having to beg for reviews even just to get one. So if you read, review. That's all I ask.

Sora hummed and swayed a little in the passanger seat of Layla's car. Layla couldn't help but giggle and side glance at her. Who knew Sora could be so childish?... No, this was pretty predictable if you really thought about Sora's personality.

Even so, she shook her head and continued driving. It wasn't long before they reached a small condo with the number fifteen on the mailbox. Layla pulled into the driveway and parked.

"We're here" she said softly, turning in her seat to meet Sora's eyes. Although the other girl's eyes were fixed on the home in front of her, wide and sparkling. Layla awed at the sight, Sora really was a sweet girl. She giggled a little when Sora bounced and exclaimed "this is it!?" Excitedly.

"yes Sora, now get out of the car, I'll show you the inside" Layla wanted to laugh, but she supressed the urge and settled for a casual tone.

As they got out of the car Layla led them to the front door, which she unlocked and stepped inside. Sora followed suit, she stepped inside and her smile grew even wider at the decor and layout.

As soon as you entered it was one whole open area. There was a staircase attatched to the far wall, facing right and heading upwards. At the bottom of the staircase was a glass door that led outside.

The living area itself was a step down from the entrance area. The walls were painted white, and so was the furniture. On the right against the wall was a large white leather couch, in front of the couch a large, black, flat screen television was placed.

Sora bent over finally to take off her shoes and looked over to Layla as the woman finished doing the same and stood with a smile, waiting for her. Sora smiled back and straightened up after finishing to look Layla in the eyes as the taller woman spoke.

"Follow me. It isn't a bit place, but it's comfortable and I like it... The kitchen is over here" she led Sora to a pair of wooden double doors on the far left wall and opened them. The kitchen was nice, sparkling white and pristine. Counters on the right, cupboards above, fridge and stove right in front of you, and to the left was an island that seemed to serve as a dinner table AND a cooking space.

"Bathroom and bedrooms are upstairs" Layla pointed up as she closed the kitchen doors and walked forward up the staircase, Sora in on her tail.

When they reached the top they were in a small hallway that only went right. the hallway had three doors, one right in front of them, one in the middle, and one on the same wall on the left at the end.

Layla opened the first door "this is my room"

She allowed Sora to poke her head inside and look around. Layla's room was mostly red. Red walls, red bedsheets, red curtains. The rest of it was either black or pink. Pink pillows, black dresser, other such things.

Sora took a step backwards out of the room so Layla could close the door.

"I repainted it. The colour before was yellow... Bright, bright, yellow" Layla almost cringed as she explained the colour. Sora attempted to stiffle a laugh at the thought of Layla sleeping in a room that looked like a nursary. Layla playfully whacked her on the head but gave an amused smirk.

"be quiet and come see your room... Bathroom is in the middle by the way" she pointed to the bathroom door as she passed in and turned to the left, entering the room and waiting for Sora.

Sora entered what would be her room. The room was painted an olive green colour, but could always be painted. At the far left was a double queen bed with only a mattress and no sheets or anything. To the right of entering there was a window to the front lawn, without any curtains.

"Sorry it's a bit ugly and it's prettymuch unfurnished, but I was going to use it as a guest room, so I haven't gotten to redecorating yet" Layla apologised with a shrug.

"oh, no" Sora said in a high voice and shook her head "it's fine, that can all be done later, I'm just glad you HAVE a place for me. Besides, the room itself is nice" Sora ran over to the window and giggled a bit as she slid it open and stuck half her body out, enjoying the breeze and giggling like a child.

Layla laughed and shook her head, walking over to stand behind her.

"Sora, get back inside. I fear for you"

"Why?" Sora merely asked and laughed at Layla when she tried to make a stern face but failed not to smile "I like the wind"

"That's true, but I swear you're going to fall and brea. Your pretty face"

They both paused at the indirect compliment. Sora blushed a little but shook it off and smiled.

"you're face is prettier"

The statement was so quiet Layla could barely hear it. She didn't know how to respond, but it was clear Sora wasn't coming back into the room now. So, she walked behind her, gently wrapped her arms around Sora's waist, and pulled the tiny woman back into the bedroom.

Sora nearly gasped at the sudden contact and tenderness, but what she really DID gasp at, was when Layla turned her around, reached behind her, and snapped the window shut. Layla hadn't meant to be forcful or scare Sora, the window was just a little heavy, and so took effort to move.

Layla realized their position, but instead of taking her arms away and freeing Sora, she pressed the smaller girl against the window with her body and moved dangerously close. Sora looked like her heart would jump out of her chest at any moment, and judging by the pounding against her own breast Layla would believe it. So she decided to make the atmosphere a little more comfortable. Her eye lids lowered and she pressed her forehead to Sora's.

Sora felt the calm and the heat of the moment, but most of all she felt the sensuality, and it was that, that had ber panicing. But even though she was panicing, she couldn't help lowering her eye lids and looking back into Layla's eyes with lust. She swallowed hard and sweat dropped. She knew this was a bad situation and still she couldn't move.

Sora thought she would finally be released when Layla backed away. But Layla took her arm, pulled her to the right, and pressed her agains't the wall away from the window's view. In truth she just didn't want anybody to see from outside and get the wrong idea... Or maybe the right idea?... She wouldn't think about that.

her forehead and eyelids came down once more. She saw the look in Sora's eyes and began teasing her. Lowering her mouth to almost touching the skin several times and watching Sora squirm and fight within herself. It was really rather amusing.

But she decided to give her some space, since it couldn't last forever. Or so she thought. But when she straightened up and backed away, Sora's hand shot up and pulled at her coat sleeve.

Both woman stood there and looked at each other for a moment. Layla in wonder and Sora in shock. Sora hadn't meant to do it, it was just her reflexes. She immediately let go and looked away with a huge blush.

"S-sorry" she stuttered lightly.

Layla's expression softened as she moved closer and eventually came back into contact with Sora and the wall. She wore the sensual look once again, her right hand coming up to cup the side of Sora's face and turn it towards her enough to whisper in her ear.

"Sora" it was gentle, but you could hear slight amusement "were you by any chance... Enjoying... That?"

Sora's eyes were still clenched shut, but her body began to tremble. Apparently that little push was all the girl needed at this point. Sora let out one chocked sob and her knees buckled as her head bowed in shame.

She couldn't bring herself to tell Layla outright.

Layla looked shocked, she hadn't meant to make Sora cry, only embarrass her a little. Her hold on Sora loosened and the girl fell to the floor and put her head in her hands. Layla bent down and kneeled beside her, still facing her and pried her hands away from her face. She layed her forehead against Sora's again and nuzzled her slightly, affectionately, to show she wasn't mad.

"I'm sorry Sora" Layla's voice rang out in the deathly silence "I pushed you a little too far in a moment of discomfort. I seem to do that to you a lot" she gave a tiny, bitter laugh "I'm terrible"

Sora's gaze shot up to meet Layla's and she immediately shook her head.

"No Layla. You're wonderful... I just... I just... That's why... I..." Sora's voice got quieter and quieter as her head hung lower and lower.

Layla cupped her cheek again and raised her head to whisper once more.

"say it Sora... Please"

Sora felt tears sting her eyes and fall as she spoke again.

"I love you Layla"

Layla smiled softly and moved in slowly to place a gentle kiss on Sora's tear stained cheek. Sora gasped lightly at the gesture and her eyes shot open. She turned and whiped her eyes with her sleeve before looking Layla in the eyes.

Layla's soft smile told her everything, but she stil didn't believe it. Layla could see this in her eyes, so she cupped the girl's chin as her smile turned coy and moved closer slowly until their lips were a breath away. With a chuckle at how Sora both anticipated and feared her next action, she gently moved her lips to close over that of Sora.

It lasted a second. Her lips closed and sucked lightly as they slid over the others to pull away, creating a soft clicking sound as the contact was broken. This left Sora looking at her in awe and question. A question she had the perfect answer to.

"I love you too Sora"