42. Shave ft YukAmo

**And even IF I've hit a brick wall with my in-progress chapter fics AA will live forever.**

**I think I just need a routine or something.**

**I don't own anything.**

_Inspired by some post on Tumblr that I'm too lazy to find and quote._

Sunday mornings were Nyamo's favorite time of the week. She could sleep in well past 9 (that in itself was practically heaven) and read whatever book she didn't complete during the week. She sat in front of her couch, never actually on the less than cushion-y piece of furniture, with her balcony door open. The wonderful sounds of Tokyo served as a background noise for the athletic teacher.

As she neared the climax of the book, when the western heroine would show up to rescue her male counterpart, she eagerly flipped to the next page. She bit her lip, drinking in every word on the page.

The heroine raised her gun at the alien's boss just as he threatened to blow up the planet and BANG.

The sound of her door being forced open made Minamo flinch so violently that her book flew out of her hand. Her mind whorled in panic for all of five seconds, her heart racing out of her chest, until she saw Yukari storm into her living room.

"YUKARI!" Minamo yelled, but despite her annoyance let out a sigh of relief that it wasn't a burglar.

"MINAMO!" She sounded super excited

"Why can't you knock _like a normal person_."

Yukari made a face and raised an eyebrow at the book that had landed on the other side of the room, "Did I scare you?"

"Kinda!"

"You should really lock your doors or something Nyamo. But moving on," Yukari then struck a pose, "Notice anything different?"

Minamo sighed and gave her friend a once over. "Not really..."

"IM WEARING SHORTS FOR THE FIRST TIME THIS SUMMER."

"So?"

Her confidence faltered. "I JUST SHAVED?"

"And?

Yukari thrust a leg into the air, her calf dangling right in front of Minamo's less than amused face. "Feel." She demanded.

Minamo hesitantly raised a hand to rub her friend's leg. "Woah. Smooth."

"I know right?"

Yukari plopped down beside her friend, letting their legs lay flush against each other. "So... Wanna go grab some lunch?"

Minamo looked at the book she had accidentally thrown halfway across the room. She repressed a sigh, but smiled as Yukari nuzzled her freshly shaven leg against her own."Yeah, sounds good."