First Kiss

Oh Gosh, I've been so long to publish this chapter… I'm so ashamed. Please, don't be angry at me, I had things to do. And sometimes, I'm just too lazy. I'll try to be faster next time, promised.

And, by the way, maybe I'll write the chapter 5 (that does not exist in French) directly, if you want me to continue that story. French people don't really like that couple, and it takes too much time to do everything twice. Just tell me what you think about it. I know it's not really a complicated story; it's just moments in their life, in fact. But it's fun to write, so if it's fun to read, I can continue.

Ae123monkey: I like fluff, I have to say. But even so, I couldn't write a story with just that. Even if it is not really a story, but more one shots about a same story, in my mind…

awesomebubble: Thank you! It means a lot to me.

The Author-Samaand citizenqueen: I'm so sorry I made you wait so long…

Priska: I xplain in this chapter why Miku did that. And thank you!

Negitoro In My Heart: Thank you so much! Yeah, when something like that happen, I think it's best to talk about it soon, but… Girls are complicated, isn't it?

HikariSHa: Thank you and… Please, don't kill me? I swear I won't be that long, next time. I hope you'll read that chapter and enjoy it…

madrox23: Oh Gosh, I feel so bad I made you wait so long even if you all asked me to be fast…

Miku was a mere shadow of her former self. She couldn't forget that she completely screwed up her first date with Luka, and that, because of her, what should have been the most wonderful day in her all life became the worst day. And now, she was no longer dating Luka. She was not even sure she could tell they dated; she didn't even let her kiss her.

It had been one week since that day. Miku didn't dare to call her. She was too ashamed of herself. She thought that kissing Luka would have been an easy thing to do, but it didn't.

Instead of that, she had been scared. Scared to kiss for the first time. First to kiss a girl. Until then, she didn't think much about what it meant. Not for her, but for the others. Even so, it didn't change her feelings, or what she wanted. She just thought about time at the wrong time.

So, she hesitated. She wanted to call Luka, but couldn't. She was afraid to learn that she no longer wanted to date such a boring a girl. Miku squeezed strongly her phone. She spent her days checking it.

Kaito mildly made fun of her when he saw that, while Meiko tried to wrest it. Miku told them what happened, and the brunette told Miku was a 'bitch' for leaving her alone in the theater. She said that Miku was not at fault just because she had pushed her away when Luka had tried to kiss her. She added the pinkette probably didn't really love Miku, and the tealette burst into tears.

Her classmates' accusing look then focused on their math teacher who was yelling at his students because of their bad behavior in class. He tried to calm her down, thinking he was the cause of such sadness. Instead of appeasing her, it became worst.

Miku blushed heavily, thinking about that humiliating moment in her life. She put her phone on her bed when she heard someone knocking on the door. Being alone for the day, she put her pajamas, went down the stairs and opened the door.

Thus, she saw Luka, and she forgot everything about she needed to say, or her horrible pajamas.

"I found your address in the directory I hope you don't mind… I was afraid you wouldn't pick up if I called you. I…"

She took a step forward, but stopped when she saw Miku's perplexed look. She misunderstood it and while Miku thought about asking her why she wouldn't have answered to her phone, tears ran on her pale cheeks of the pinkette.

"I'm so sorry" she hiccupped. "I was so embarrassed and hurt that I preferred to leave. It doesn't matter if you don't want to kiss me, I… I'm so sorry , I…"

Luka opened her eyes wide, feeling Miku's lips against hers. The kiss didn't last, but it was enough to appease Luka.

Miku ducked her head; she didn't want Luka to see her reddened cheeks.

"I wanted to call you as well, but I thought you would be upset. I… I was surprised, but I wanted to kiss you as well, and…"

Miku got quiet. A little boy about seven years old was looking at them, a balloon in the hand, open-mouthed. The girls couldn't help but laugh. They entered Miku's house, still laughing. Luka came closer to her girlfriend.

"I was afraid you would break up with me." The pinkette murmured at Miku's ears.

"I'm the same. I… There's nobody at home, as you can guess. Do you want to come in? Or maybe, you have something else to do?"

"Of course, I want to come in!"

Miku closed the door behind them. Luka chuckled when she saw how childish was her girlfriend's pajamas. Miku understood what Luka was watching and blushed. Panicked, she came upstairs, mumbling that she had to change clothes, but Luka kept her from moving.

She kissed her on the corner of the lips.

"I don't want to waste my time with you. See? I love you even in that pajama."

"I'm sure you don't have that kind of clothes…"

"Of course not, I sleep naked."

Miku burst into laughing.

"You're lying."

"I'm not, and I can prove it to you anytime."

Miku kept silent. Luka feared she offended her or something like that, but then she saw Miku's shy but still happy smile. Luka felt shy as well and cleared her throat. She came closer to the tealette, looking at her in the eyes. This one blinked. She could smell her mentholated breath, and raved about how long was her girlfriend's eyelashes. Luka smiled and finally kissed her.

They were a little clumsy. Luka kissed her gently several time, before she decided to deepen the kiss. Cuddling tightly, they were thinking that it was the best kiss. Until they started again, and again. There was no fear anymore in Miku's heart. She loved Luka, and it was the only thing that really mattered.

To Be Continued…