Hello again guys. Yes I'm late I know. But as I said before longer chapters take more time. Now granted this one isn't as long as the last one but it's more of a transition chapter. And I also wanted to give you guys something to read. So please bear with me. I will try my best to keep up with updates. I know I owe you guys that much since I was gone for so long. Please tell me how you are liking this writing style. Is it good, ok, awesometastic? Just leave me your opinion in a review please and thank you.
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Chapter 14. Blue Roses
Change? How the hell am I supposed to do that? Shizuma paced around her office floor. The conversation she had with Nagisa last night still fresh in her head. She really did miss seeing that red head. There was something different about her though. An aura the silver beauty wasn't used to feeling. A sort of independence and pride that developed. Not like Nagisa never had it before. No, the red head had always held a small part of it. But now it was like she demanded it. Well more for the person in front of her than for herself. A mind and body that screamed…I am not to be toyed with.
The emerald passed by her window for the umpteenth time; staring out of it again. Change… what change? What was she supposed to change? There was nothing wrong with her life. She had everything she desired and then some. What was wrong with that? Shizuma sat in her chair folding her arms while placing her chin in the palm of her hand. Think Shizuma…think. The silver haired woman thought harder, her eyebrows furrowing in the process.
"You shouldn't frown so much, you'll get wrinkles."
The emerald lifted her head towards the sound and noticed her co-worker Jackie. She didn't hesitate to show the anger on her face. This was all her fault. Forcing her to see the red head without her knowing and making things worse for her. Nagisa seeing Shizuma at that time made things even more convoluted then they needed to be. Neither one of them were ready to see each other. It was too soon. The wounds were still fresh; haven't even formed a full scar. How could someone that was supposed to be her friend do that to her. Certainly her co-worker must have known that as much as she did. Shizuma shifted in her chair looking into her computer screen pretending not to hear the woman at her door.
Jackie folded her arms amused by the sight. A half smile set on her face as she watched the younger woman type aimlessly on the computer. "I get it. You're mad at me."
More typing.
"You shouldn't be though. You got what you wanted."
The typing stopped. This woman couldn't be serious right now. What exactly did she get out of last night? The realization of not having Nagisa by her side? The overwhelming regret. Oh, maybe it was the jealousy she developed after seeing the red head and what's-her-name hugging each other like they were in some kind of relationship. That woman has nothing on me. "I didn't get anything." She finally answered.
"You got plenty."
"Plenty of what?" Rhetorical. "Nothing. I didn't get anything. Nagisa is not mine." Typing continued in hopes that Jackie would get the message.
Nope.
"Of course she isn't. What, did you think she was going to just jump into your arms?" Another rhetorical question. "It doesn't work that way anymore. If you want a real relationship you have to make real sacrifice and changes."
There was that stupid word again. Although in plural form, it was still stupid. Change. What is she supposed to do? Alternate her identity and get a new life in Mexico? That's not going to happen. There was nothing wrong with the way she was now. Why is she the only one who sees that? The typing continued again. Jackie finally got the hint and left the office. She let out a sigh as her office door closed. Leaning back in her chair Shizuma reminisced about her past. Trying to figure out what exactly Nagisa meant by change. Escaping deep into her mind, the emerald thought back to the first time her and Nagisa met.
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Shizuma adjusted the volume on her radio. The bass buzzing below her was a bit much. The vibration from the song pressed roughly on her still sensitive low cabin. This was bound to happen after having a very fruitful escapade with a certain brunette from accounting. She smiled at the recent memory, shifting in her seat to ease some of the pressure. That girl was better than I thought. Yes she would have to be. Why else would someone like Shizuma spend her night having sex with the same girl for six hours, if her playmate wasn't talented? Not to mention putting herself in an awkward situation since she had promised another woman dinner on the same night and needed now to find an excuse for not showing up.
This was something she tried to avoid happening too often. Breaking plans too frequently caused suspicion, suspicion lead to questioning and then eventually a break up. Not good. Because then that would mean less sex for the emerald. Opening the task of having to find a new girl for her Friday slot. She wasn't ready for that just yet. Her Friday woman still had at least two more weeks in her until she got bored.
Shizuma briefly took her eyes off the road to reach into the cup holder retrieving her phone. She scrolled down her recent calls until she found the one under the name Friday B. yes, B, because Friday A was on vacation. Backups are always a good plan aren't they? She pressed the call button on her phone and waited until the Bluetooth connected to her car. The sound of the phone ringing on the other side played through her speakers.
A sexy but annoyed voice answered, "You better speak fast." Clearly this woman was upset. Sitting in a restaurant by yourself for two hours while waiting for someone was not only pitiful; but embarrassing. That combination usually didn't make people happy.
"I'm sorry." Not really. Choosing sex over dinner was an easy decision. At least to Shizuma. It wasn't like she was going to go hungry. Technically speaking, she did eat. "I got caught up in the office, baby…I'm sorry." Lie. As usual.
"You could have called instead of leaving me there looking like a fool. You're so inconsiderate."
Yes that was very true. Inconsiderate indeed. But why be considerate to someone who you are merely using for their body. There was no need for anything like that. Shizuma looked out her window as she stopped at a red light. Simply not feeling any kind of remorse. The sex she just had with Victoria was enough to get her through at least the rest of the week. Not like she had to wait that long anyway though. "Aww Sonia, you hurt me," she faked, "after I went through all that trouble sending those flowers."
"What flowers?" Sonia asked curiously. Her annoyance had calmed enough for it to be noticeable.
The emerald smirked. She wasn't planning on using the element of surprise. The flowers were sent the moment she knew she would spend her time rolling around with Victoria. Planning ahead was always a good way to stay out of trouble. She expected the woman to just see them waiting for her. So when she called she could say her false apologies, seemingly mending them together until the emerald was bored with her. But this…this was much better. "Go check your front door."
The car silenced for a few moments until a girlish squeal sounded and a happy voice returned, "Aww baby, how did you know roses and lilies were my favorite." Success.
"Because I make it my job to make sure I know everything that brings you happiness." She said in smooth tone. Truth be told, Shizuma actually had no idea that combination was Sonia's favorite. She just happened to get lucky. Yes, today was a good day. She waited until the other girl finished her 'awwwww' on the other line before speaking again. "How about you let me make it up to you. I will rent a movie and we can cuddle together. How's that?" cuddle wasn't something the emerald usually did. But seeing that there was no way she could even fake an interest in sex –due to a very sore undercarriage after 6 hours of stimulation- cuddling was a good option. Not to mention it made her seem like she wasn't using the women for sex. Seem yes, but in actuality it was all a ploy to keep her Friday woman. Secondary or not backups were still important.
"Aww you're so sweet. I'm sorry for being upset with you. I forgot how hard you work. A home movie sounds perfect."
Did Sonia just her apologize to her for standing her up at the restaurant? Shizuma was good indeed. "I will be there in a few, ok?" the silver haired woman waited until the voice on the other line agreed before hanging up the phone. She smiled to herself as her confidence grew 30 feet tall. Her ego also getting its fair share as she made her way to the video store.
Shizuma walked up and down the aisles of the store skimming her eyes over the choices. After a few minutes she came across two movies. One a romantic comedy and the other a horror movie. She stood with a DVD in each hand weighing them like a scale.
"She's a man is the better choice," spoke a soft voice.
The emerald turned her head towards the sound; "you think s-" she's beautiful. Her eyes grew wide as she took in image in front of her. Small frame, milky skin and beautiful red hair. This girl definitely had potential to become a new pawn in her sexual games. She was surely cute enough but she also had an aura of innocence. She must be a virgin. A practiced, perfected and skillful deduction. Over the years Shizuma had learned how to read a woman's sexual experience just by looking at them. A gift developed would probably be a better explanation. But during her many –many behind used loosely-, escapades, the emerald has never came across the chance to capture a virgin. Until now. This task will definitely be a hard one. But Shizuma was ready to accept this challenge. She took a moment to prepare to put on her best charm before speaking again. "Not a horror fan huh?" a smile.
"No I'm a big chicken. I prefer comedy over a horror any day." The young woman blushed.
Shizuma sensed the shyness in her voice. Yes, a virgin. Definitely. "They are not that bad when you are watching it with someone else." Voice smooth as silk. "For example if you and I were watching it together, you wouldn't get scared." Yes, because she would be too busy deflowering the poor woman.
Another blush with a timid smile, "well…if you are going to watch that movie with someone else; then go for it."
"What if I wanted to watch it with you?" flirtation clear in her voice. She smiled when the younger looked away hiding her deep red face. The emerald opened her mouth to speak again but was interrupted by her phone ringing. She mouthed a small 'excuse me' before turning her back and picking it up. When her conversation was over she turned back around to finish her game with her current catch. "As I was say-" what the? The girl was gone. Shizuma looked around but saw no trace. Interesting. Indeed.
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A yawn. The emerald stretched in her bed like a cat. It's been a week since she saw that red headed virgin. A challenge failed. It's the first time that ever happened to her. The seductress was played like a fool in her own game. Why didn't she wait for her to finish her conversation? She had always been able to have unspoken control over other women. Many of them melted at her feet just from a mere smile. How was that girl able to resist her? Maybe the feelings couldn't be sensed due to the lack of sexual experience. Maybe.
Shizuma got up from her bed walking lazily to the kitchen. She picked up her phone on the counter top and scrolled through her missed calls. It looked more like a calendar seeing that all the calls were listed as days of the week. Her features grimaced when she saw five missed called from a number labeled Monday. "I just saw her yesterday." She spoke to herself. This woman –Monday- was already showing signs of clinginess. Something that seriously needed to be nipped in the bud immediately. Otherwise it will escalate to unannounced visits and then the eventual restraining order. "I have got to stop giving my best moves too early." She chuckled at her own cockiness and opened the top cabinet. Empty. Shizuma looked in the pantry. Empty. She then made her way to the fridge. Same. Well…almost. There was some mustard and a pack of carrots. Her stomach growled in protestation. When was the last time she went grocery shopping? A month? Maybe two or three?
It wasn't like she needed to go that often seeing that she was never really at her home to begin with. Between taking them –women of course- out for dinner and having them cook for her; there was no reason to buy food too often. Clothes? Yes, it was a necessity, she had to keep up the Hanazono appearance; almost never wearing the same thing twice. Food on the other hand…it would go to waste most days. But today, she was hungry so anything she bought wouldn't stand a chance right now. She headed back upstairs to put on some supermarket savvy clothes then made her way to the front door.
The trip to the supermarket was a short one. It was just a few blocks down. This aided in the inexistence of an excuse to not have food in her kitchen. She walked down the aisles browsing through the choices completely unsure of what to get. Each aisle she was in seemed to go on forever making each selection a chore. Finally she settled on things that came in packages or cans. Not usual to the Hanazono house but practical. She wasn't home enough to have a lot of fresh food.
Shizuma wandered more around the supermarket and made her way to the fruit section. Looking for a few things she can keep at work to munch on during her endless hours she spends on her office computer. Green orbs caught sight of a beautiful red apple. Like a magnetic force she gravitated to the fruit, smiling at the seemingly perfect apple. She outstretched her hand to reach for it only to place it upon someone else's. "Oh I'm sor-" it was the girl again. That red headed woman from the video store. She was even more beautiful now since the last time she saw her. Was that even possible?
"Are you stalking me now?" the woman said in a playful voice.
Shizuma smiled, "I seem to always come in contact with beautiful things. It's a gift I suppose." The smaller woman raised an eyebrow along with a smirk. "In fact if I was 'stalking' you," air quotations, "as you so colorfully put it. I would be doing a horrible job. Since I am out here in the open instead of hiding and there is the fact that I didn't catch your name."
Another smile, "that's because you didn't ask." The woman picked up the apple and handed it towards the emerald. "That's usually what people do when they want to know something about someone else."
A smirk. I like her. It was true. This challenge had reemerged and she liked it. It's the first time in a long time that someone was playing hard to get. It was interesting. A breathe of fresh air. An opportunity to test her skills. A potential ego boost. Who could resist that? The emerald took the apple with a seductive smirk. "You are right. So may I have your name?"
"No," a grin
No? No? What did she mean no? Who says no to giving their name? It's a name. Shizuma was confused. Since when did someone refuse to give their name? Date of birth? Yes. Home address? Yes. But a name? What was so difficult about that? "No?" she answered, trying not to show her frustration. She was losing. At least so it seemed.
"Yes. no." she giggled, "If I give you my name I run the risk of having you stalk me more efficiently."
Shizuma let out a silent breath. Oh, she's joking. Good so I'm not losing. How fragile is an ego? Very. "I thought I have already proved how bad of a stalker I would be. It is obviously not my forte."
"I can see that." A soft laugh, "ok...fine I will tell you. It's Aoi, Nagisa." She said as they walked off together to the cash register. Their eyes quickly catching the sight of a small bag boy skillfully packing the items in a brown paper bag.
Finally. "That's very pretty. I'm Hanazono Shizuma." The emerald outstretched her hand.
The red head met her hand and shook it softly. "Nice to meet you."
"Nice, to meet you." a very flirty smile, "I can help you with your bags." Shizuma put her arms forwards and watched as Nagisa seemed to take a few moments to think before placing her bags into the taller girl's arms. "Now I do have another question." She asked as they headed towards the door.
"Another one?"
"Yes, well according to you. This is what you do when you want to know something about someone." She mirrored the smaller woman's smile.
"And what would you like to know this time."
Shizuma sensed the playful sarcasm. Oh I definitely like her. A little spice was always nice. The duo stopped walking once they reached the red heads car. "I would like to know if there's a chance of you going out to dinner with me tonight." She smiled as she placed Nagisa's bags into her back seat. Then stood in front of her, eyes gleaming with lust; softly wetting her lips. This always worked.
"Not tonight."
Except…when it didn't. Shizuma's features changed again. This time unreadable. There were obviously lots of emotion and thoughts going through her head.
Nagisa spoke again. "Not tonight because I am babysitting. But tomorrow would be perfect."
Tricked again. There was definitely something about this girl that intrigued Shizuma. No one has done this before. The task was becoming increasingly challenged and she welcomed it. The harder the shell the better the juice. And the emerald was definitely going to taste her juice. "Tomorrow then." She confirmed before saying her goodbyes.
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"Here's the file you asked for," said a very sexy temp assistant. Shizuma fell out of her mind as the image of Lucida and a manila folder came into her view. "Are you ok?" she asked as the emerald took the file.
"Hmm? Oh yes I'm fine." She rubbed her hand across her face a few times. "I'm just tired."
"aww" Lucida purred, "I guess that's my fault," she made her way behind the silver haired woman's chair and wrapped her arms around stiff shoulders, "am I wearing you out?"
Shizuma relaxed in her chair, "I guess you can say that." A lie. Yes she was getting worn out. But it wasn't because of Lucida. She couldn't quite put her finger on it but there was definitely something eating away at her. Something. It couldn't be her job. The lilac was a huge help in limiting the amount of work she had to do. That woman learned very quickly and surprised the silver haired woman with her efficiency. Maybe it was Nagisa? No. that couldn't be it. She already technically knew what she needed to do to try and get the red head back. Minus the few details of how to do it of course. But that can't be too hard. Oh well. The answer will come soon enough. Until then she will shrug it off.
The grip around her shoulders tightened up as Shizuma began to feel a pair of soft lips on her neck. Normally this would turn the woman on. Yes normally. But right now, it made her frown. She didn't want to feel those lips. Not right now. Not today. Not anymore. Not ever. She moved her neck away from the plush lips and swung around in her chair to face their owner. "We need to stop."
The lilac showed a look of confusion briefly before replacing it with a smile. "Oh come on, we've had sex plenty of times in here. What's another?" she leaned forward to pair her lips with the ones in front of her.
The silver haired woman placed her hand against the oncoming lips. She didn't want another time. There was no desire to continue doing these things. Stolen moments in her office. Careless, regretless, unsatisfying sex. No more. No more of that. She wanted to feel something with her partner; she wanted to wake up in the morning smiling like an idiot just from the thought of her lover. This woman in front of her right now couldn't give that to her. So she was good in bed. So what? Was it worth it? Is she happy? No! She was disgusted. Disgusted with this woman, with herself, with the fact that she let things go this far blindly, stupidly, irresponsibly. No more. She refused to burry herself deeper into this…this realm of consistent stupidity. Enough was enough. It was time to get serious. No more games. No more lies. No more selfishness. The end. No. More. Shizuma stood up from her seat, keeping her fingers against the lips of the woman in front of her. "I'm not talking about that."
A confused look still present.
The emerald continued, "I want to stop this. Us. I just…I can't do it anymore. You are a beautiful woman but I can't do this with you. You're just not for me." A brief pause, "I'm sorry." A genuine sorry. Yes, she was on her way. Change. She let go of the woman's lips, giving her a chance to reply.
"What?" she scowled in her answer. Anger apparent in her voice. But only for a brief second, because then a smile appeared on her face. Not a genuine smile no. but one that was laced with derangement and craziness. "You can't rid of me that easy." She spoke with an evil confidence. "I already own you. You will never be the same without me." She chuckled at her own statement. Scary.
Shizuma stayed calm and collected. She knew of Lucida's mind tricks. They never held any power against her before and they have failed to do so now. "Lucida," she sighed in boredom, she didn't have time for this. "Let's not make this distasteful with hollow threats. Please, just be a woman and leave with dignity." She extended her hand towards the door.
"Oh how naïve of you." A wicked undertone. Scary indeed. "You think I'm joking. Well, you will see the truth of my words soon enough." She grabbed her coat and swung it around to her back as she slid her arms into the sleeves. An object had hit the floor sliding to the corner. Both seemed to be oblivious to it. Neither one trying to show weakness.
"You don't scare me. Just leave my office please." Her hand stayed extended towards the door. She looked the opposite way as the woman exited. Once the other woman was out of site, the emerald let out a breath she was subconsciously holding. First step.
She rubbed her temple for a second as a feeling of relief overcame her body. Finally it was done. She smiled in freedom; grabbing her coat and heading out the door. It's time to pursue for love…once more.
"Hey you can't put that there." A giggling voice belted. "It said you could only move six spaces. That's seven!" Nagisa moved the yellow cylinder piece back a square. "There stop cheating."
"I am not cheating." Answered a happy voice, "You're just mad because you're losing." She paused, "again." Lilliana placed her piece back in its proper square; grinning at the red heads pouty face. The pair of them had been at this game for at least an hour. Playfully arguing about who's cheating, each of them claiming to know the rules of the game Trouble better than the other. All along a pleasant smile graced both of their features. It was genuine in nature, as every smile should be. It was nice for once. To have a real good time without guards up. Almost foreign…for both women.
Nagisa smiled as she took her turn; finally bypassing her opponent. She giggled at the pout on Lilliana's face. That was one thing she grew to like about the English woman. Not the pouting, although it was extremely adorable. But the way she never seemed to hide herself, her emotions. When she was sad you saw it in her face, in the way she would tilt her head to right. When anxious her plump lips would quiver. But when she was happy. It was as if an angel descended in front of you. She glowed lovingly and her beautiful enchanting eyes would sparkle. You could stare at them forever, lost in a blissful world created instantaneously the moment you look into those eyes. And you wouldn't mind. Not. One. Bit. They were so different. Beautiful, yes, but so was Shizuma's. But something held weight. What was it about those eyes? They weren't the same color as Shizuma's neither but that wasn't it. Those orbs were so…what's the word? Honest! Yes they were honest, pure. Not a single lie was told with those eyes. It was refreshing.
Nagisa stood from the coffee table gleaming with victory. "To the victor goes the spoils!" she playfully forced her fist in the air. "I believe you owe me dessert." A raised eyebrow and smirk complimented her statement.
Lilliana scoffed childishly folding her arms in a pout, "you just got lucky." A sore loser.
Amusement showed itself, "hey, accept your losses gracefully." The red head laughed. Something she did a lot with the blonde woman. It was becoming a pleasant habit. Lowering her emotional wall each time. Letting the woman in just a little more. Eventually she will get in. but every employee must be assessed before hire. Right?
The bluish-green eyed woman got up from her sitting position; moving over to lean slightly on the couch. "Well, this is your apartment."
"So?" confusion.
"So that means I don't know where anything is. Nor do I know what you have; therefore I can't make a sufficient dessert."
Is she trying to get out of the deal? "So are you saying that you're backing out of our deal and not making me dessert?"
"no." a smirk, "I'm saying that we will have to do it together. Since you know your kitchen far better than I do."
The red head smiled, "so you want me to help you keep up your end of the bargain." It was rhetorical.
Lilliana laughed, a sweet one, charming to ears. She unfolded her arms as she walked towards the younger girl, stopping at a comfortable distance. It was nice that she always knew how to respect personal space. "I'm saying I want to spend more time with you."
Nagisa blushed. Another thing she has been doing a lot. But why? It was normal for people to blush right? So why did it seem like this time her blushes meant a lot more. Something to be figured out later. There was no time now anyway. Dessert was to be made.
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The duo sat in front of the television lounging on the couch; each with a bowl of generous homemade strawberry ice-cream. It would seem a divine calling finding that old ice cream maker in the back of the cabinets. Nagisa had forgotten all about the machine. It was a gift from her grandmother back when she first moved in. Such a sweet woman she was. The red head sighed as she took another spoon of her ice cream.
Lilliana noticed the sullen gesture and figured she was lost in thought. Maybe the ice cream brought back memories. She reached out to Nagisa pulling her closer. Not saying anything just giving her presence as support. An intuitive being she is.
"She was a wonderful woman." Nagisa started as she rested her head on the other woman's shoulder. She sighed feeling her appetite fading; removing the spoon from between her thumb and index finger, letting it rest on the edge of the bowl.
The blonde placed her bowl onto the floor and rested her head on the smaller woman not saying anything but letting her hand smooth over her shoulder gently. She didn't want to pry and make things uncomfortable. The red head was finally opening up to her a little more and she didn't want to do anything to ruin this moment. It was up to Nagisa to say what she wanted along with how much of it. Lilliana was never one to really rush things. Their relationship would fall slowly into place just like anyone else's. It was just up to them to patient and let it happen. The right way.
"She was the one who bought me the ice cream maker." The red head picked up the spoon again and stirred the half melted ice cream around the bowl. A soft smile appeared as more memories came. "I remember I begged her for It." a reminiscent giggle, "she looked at me asking if I would ever use it. Of course I said I would." She looked up towards Lilly whose face was gentle… adorning a light smile. "But as you can see that obviously wasn't true." A pause, "I miss my grandmother." Nagisa sighed as she felt the taller woman's hand squeeze her shoulder. The gesture made her feel content, welcomed, safe. It felt good to be able to share something this intimate without feeling like your boring or a nuisance. Lilliana had never been the type to force her to talk. And when they did she never made her say more than what she wanted. Always giving her the space she needed without it feeling cold. The blonde always made her feel good. No more than good. Happy? Was she happy? Whatever it is…it was close. This feeling. It's new. There isn't a word for it yet but it's there.
Lilliana slid a slender finger down under Nagisa's chin; softly tilting it upward. Auburn eyes met bluish green. They seemed to sparkle as the older woman smiled warmly. As if to say 'I'm here for your soul to lift its heavy weight.' Nagisa gladly returned the smile.
Could someone always be this genuine?
The red head's smile stayed embedded on her face, "thank you."
"You're always welcome." She meant that. In both meanings of the phrase. The blonde let go of the smaller girls chin softy; removing her hand from the shoulder making the spoon click against the glass bowl from the movement as her foot made itself comfortable. "Guess I should take these to the kitchen." Wasn't a question.
They simultaneously leaned downward picking up the bowls. As they returned back up the time seemed to slow down. Their eyes met once again. Those bluish green eyes sparkled as Nagisa looked closer. They were pure and kind. The red heads eyes traced the woman's face. She took in all the details. The clear beautiful skin, her perfectly shaped eyebrows, high cheekbones and those dangerously red plump lips. Nagisa's jaw parted slightly as she seemed to be magnetically drawn to the blonde. Not wanting to lose this moment. A moment that made her high, intoxicated, infatuated.
Lilliana was also in a trance. Oh had she wanted those lips since the day they met. But waiting was a must. The best moments are the ones that flow freely, naturally. Gently, never forced. Rushed. But now. Now is the time to give in to this temptation. The opportunity was there and it was hers for the taking. She angled her head slightly slowly making her way towards the other girl. Easing… don't rush…be sure. Leaning…closer… she slowly closed her eyes as their lips were millimeters apart.
Ding dong!
Oh bloody hell!
The horribly interrupting doorbell rang knocking them both out of their trance. Lilliana just smiled trying not to show a look of frustration and took the bowl from Nagisa's hand; who then made her way to the door.
"Coming!" she called to the person who was on the other side of the door. Her hand touched the golden round door knob and opened the door reveling someone standing with a bouquet of blue roses in front of their face. Even though the face was covered, Nagisa could recognize those silver tresses anywhere. "Shizuma?"
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"I hope I got the color right. These are still you're favorite aren't they?" the silver beauty smiled as she removed the bouquet from in front of her face directing them towards the smaller girl.
The red head hesitated for a moment before accepting the unexpected gift. "Thank you."
"You're welcome." Shizuma placed her hands in her coat pocket. That 100 watt smile never leaving her face. "I know its random." Understatement. "But you were on my mind and I wanted to do something nice for you."
Nagisa smiled just a bit. Not much. But enough.
"May I come in?"
No. The red head quickly tried to think of an excuse for not letting her come in. She couldn't let her know Lilliana was here. Right? That wouldn't be a good thing to do. Would it? Did it really matter? Yes she and the blonde weren't together but…they could be, eventually. And then there was the fact that her and Shizuma did date. That would make things awkward. Oh crap! What to do? Will feelings be hurt if she lets her in? Don't do it… "Well this visit was unexpected." Stall…yes stalling's good.
"I know. I'm sorry. But spontaneity is a good thing. Yes?"
No! "I suppose." You're making things worse. "But…" an excuse. She needed in excuse. Lie! No. yes! No lying is bad. But truth hurts. Nagisa stood battling her inner thoughts. She had no idea what to do.
"But what?" Shizuma spoke with a raised eyebrow; knocking the red head out of her thoughts.
"But...um."
"She has company." A possessive voice chimed as she wrapped an arm around Nagisa's shoulder. A smirk dawning her features.
The emeralds attention went to the blonde woman who presented herself rather possessively. The girl from the concert? Are they a…thing? The emeralds eyes grew wide for a second. Only a second. Because Shizuma was not one to show weakness. No. she remained stoic. Calm, cool, collected. That was her. "I can see that." She said not showing an ounce of worry.
Lilliana's smirk weakened as she realized her gesture held no substance to the other woman. She let her arm slowly slide down the smaller girls back before returning it to her side.
This amused Shizuma. Hmm…lack of confidence. She's no competition. The silver beauty smirked at her realization. Her head than turning towards the red head, "I hope I wasn't interrupting anything."
Yes you were! Lilly screamed in her head.
"No," Nagisa answered. It was true kind of. They weren't really doing anything. Maybe. Sort of. Were they? Eating ice cream and watching a movie doesn't mean much. Perhaps.
The emeralds confidence grew a bit after deducting they weren't a couple. Per say. Dating maybe, but nothing of importance. She knew it couldn't have been because if Nagisa was on a date with her she would make sure they weren't interrupted. The doorbell simple would have been ignored if it were them. Nor would she really have time to answer it anyway. Seeing that they would most definitely be…occupied. Also, she wouldn't have stood this long in front of her deciding if she should come in. That girl still cared. Maybe not as much as she used to. But it was there and that meant she had more of a chance than she thought. Right? "Well I would hate to keep you away from your girl's night in." sarcasm. She stepped closer to the red head looking her in the eyes. "Do call me when your night reaches day. I really would like to talk to you. Maybe take a walk?" she asked sweetly. Sincerely. That was a first. Actually this moment held a couple first. One, actually asking for a chance to talk and two, being sincere.
Nagisa seemed to be thinking. This made Lilliana nervous. It's a lot easier to lose to an ex than it was to someone she just met. There were a lot of things that held significance. There was…history. Whether good or bad they still made memories. Some may have been forgotten but most will stay present. All this woman had to do was make the good memories outshine all others. Even the ones recently made with the blonde. Those could easily be erased. Not because they weren't good enough. But because that silver haired woman knew the red head way more than she did right now. Shizuma knew everything about the younger woman down to her favorite shade of a sunset. How could she possibly compete with that? What could she say? That she crashed her car? But that would only work in her opponents favor. Seeing that she paid for all damages and a rental car. Maybe she wasn't that bad. In fact she didn't even know what the reason was for their break up. For all she knew it could be based off a misunderstanding that can easily be explained. There was nothing she could do. But let the universe take its course. If she and Nagisa were meant to be they would be. Right?
"Ok." Nagisa answered after what seemed to be an eternity.
Lilliana frowned. Defeated.
Shizuma's face formed into a smile. Genuine yet filled with pride. She leaned downwards and softly kissed Nagisa's forehead. "Thank you for giving me a chance." The emerald could feel the dagger eyes from the English woman. But it didn't phase her. She knew she won this round. After standing back up straight she turned to leave but stopped to turn towards the blonde woman. Whose name she couldn't quite remember. Who cares? "It was great seeing you again. I do hope you are enjoying your car." Arrogance. Shizuma then turned to leave fully getting into her car and driving off.
Nagisa took a moment to smell the blue roses in her hand and watched as the older woman drove off.
Clever.
Next chapter is already being worked on and I feel it will be very long. So please leave a review. Comments, opinions, requests and constructive criticism is welcomed.
Ja ne ")