Disclaimed. Ramanda87 reminded me that I still exist on this site.

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Chapter XIX

While the rest of the university campus was busy rolling kegs around and blasting base, the five girls simply enjoyed each others' presence in trivial banter, Mako's baking, and face masks. Minako concluded that their pores needed some heavy infiltration. That very night.

Rei and Minako were strolling hand-in-hand along the dead campus at around 4am in the morning. It was two hours after most partying students had passed out from minor alcohol poisoning. A couple of cases were more major, a not-so-happy ending in the hospital. Then there were always the obsessive students who were busy working in either the 24-hour library or gym.

The Fall air was refreshing to their tingling faces. Minako had really chosen to use intense clay masks.

"Rei-chan," Minako breathed sexily, "I'm in the mood t—"

"Tell your studio teacher that you withdraw your application from going abroad?" Rei quipped.

"Reiiii~~" Minako whined, quite put off, "He isn't coming back from his tour until tomorrow. Gosh, you want me to bother him during the weekend?"

"You could send him an email," Rei suggested.

"That's so impersonal."

"Didn't stop you from giving him the go."

"I wasn't thinking straight."

"Well I just have to accept that part of you," Rei grinned at Minako. Minako was a little taken aback by Rei's play with words. That was usually MInako's game, but she could see her fiery friend could play too. "As for your...mood..." Rei started again, "don't tell me you're still worked up about being the last virgin of us?"

"I am worked up, panties all in a bunch! I don't know how you can be such a saint, but it's not like I'm getting any younger. It's downhill at this age. You know how women depreciate with time..." Minako theorized.

"Just stop. Don't be silly, Minako. You're not going to look old until you're...oh forget it, I'm not going to put an age on you. But most girls, yeah, they start looking leathered out and saggy at 30. Some of them 20 from all that gaudy orange suntanning! But you...you grow more lovely with each season! I swear it, your beauty doesn't stop! You're refinin—"

"You make me sound like oil," Minako smiled, secretly bought by Rei's account of her looks.

"You certainly can be crude," Rei said.

"Oh you're not out of the hole yet, Mary. Are you even thinking about it? I don't mean this to be cruel, but I can't handle another four years of Zo-no sex. Do you even...want to do that with me?" Minako squeaked out embarrassed. There had been this nagging feeling in the back of her head that Rei didn't. While she was 98% positive—girls are entitled to their doubts!—that Rei loved her best and wanted to spend the rest of her life with her, Minako wasn't sure if that was just it. Rei had always shown absolute devotion to her, but it stood strong without physical reinforcement, the intimacy of two sister best friends. What if Rei just wanted to be domestic partners with her? Wanted to be in some boring, platonic Boston Marriage! ? As appealing as growing old with Rei was, never being able to make Rei overflow in burning passion made Minako sick with want. She could not do without having Rei, and Minako would rather die than not be able to offer herself fully to the raven haired enigma.

"Mina...it's been three days," Rei looked a mixture of exasperatedly and placatingly at Minako. It did not do much to soothe the desperate girl. "Believe me, I want you...painfully, but I'm a little frightened." This next part helped Minako understand more, "Well no...just...maybe I'm an old-fashioned girl. It just doesn't feel right to me until I know we're ready. It's going to happen; I can't hold it in much longer than you. I just want to always remember, cherish it, okay? Please be patient with me?" Rei pleaded gently, giving a smile that reminded Minako of their father's crinkly one without the wrinkles. Weird.

Minako looked in breathless awe, lovingly at her Rei. It was all going to be okay. She would respect Rei's wishes...and she could wait too, right? Didn't Minako want something along similar lines? It was fortunate one of them had the restraint to attain that, because she would have cheaply done away with it. And in like mentality, "Okay you sexy beast, but when we're past the awkward consummation, I'm going to have you in those bushes, on that tree, down to the lawn with all the squirrels, up against that dorm's window..." Et cetera, Minako sing-songed.

Rei paled at the seemingly playful, but very likely threat. Would she even have the stamina to keep up with Minako? Good thing she ran nearly every morning... Rei nodded dumbly, bobble-heading-ly at master Minako. Was there ever a relationship that did not contain a more sexually aggressive partner? And in lesbian relationships, why was it almost always the more traditionally feminine one! ? Rei accepted that, because then Minako would be unlikely to ever let a woman or man dominate her…oh right… Minako was still always going to be bisexual. It made Rei insecure, knowing even if she gave Minako everything, she could never be a man. What if Minako suddenly wanted football arms and pectorals, social approval, and to be filled by thrusting—stop. Stop, Rei. You have her now. Try your best? Rei chuckled worriedly to herself.

"I love you," Minako snuggled closely up to Rei, relishing the warmth. It wasn't necessary on such a fair night, but she would rather burn alive in Rei's presence on a scorching summer's day than be without.

Rei lit up, outshining the moon, "Ready to sleep? We've really thrown off our sleep schedule."

"Mm, let's go back then," Minako yawned into her hand, partially into Rei's cheek. It had been a long school day and more, and Minako was tempted to have Rei carry her back. She figured Rei would be obliging, but Minako had been taxing on the girl enough for one day. She didn't seem the type, but Minako kept track of her offenses. She didn't make up for them in full, but she wouldn't risk losing Rei over her high maintenance. If need be, Minako would throw away her every quirk to keep Rei nearby always. But just one debate more for the night.

"19 years," Minako said. Rei stole a questioning look at her sister, not comprehending. "It's been almost 19 years I've been holding back. 'Three days' is a sick understatement…"

"You only realized until after I came out to you, so that's what?—Two months?" Rei argued.

"Who wanted to make out with you every freaking day from the middle of seventh grade to ninth grade! ?" Minako made her point.

"Fine, almost six years…no reason to triple that amount for your faulty argument!" Rei's feathers were all fluffed up at this point.

"Which reminds me, when I was six—you were five—I invited you over to spend the night," Minako breathed, eyes cloudy from the past.

"Probably forced me," Rei offered.

"It was thundering like crazy," Minako disregarded Rei's comment, "and I hated that growing up…"

"Still do…"

"Normally I would have to run over to mom's and dad's room, just to feel safe, but never falling asleep…but I had you that night. I, um yeah, forced you to sleep with me in my bed. When the thunder struck, I started crying. And you must have felt something for me, even if just pity or hopefully it was compassion…" Minako murmured.

Rei flushed at the sudden return of this memory, recalling just how awkwardly she felt at the time when the older Minako so desperately needed her that night.

"You didn't turn your back on me anymore. You hugged me in my bed, telling me everything would be okay. Um, since we were both on our sides, you used a hand to cover the ear that wasn't muffled by my own pillow. And the other hand…"

Rei felt like she would spontaneously asphyxiate. Don't say it, Minako.

"I took your other hand with both of mine and began sucking on your thumb."

Rei expelled the breath that wanted to be choked. She knew it. She just didn't want to hear it spoken like that. She was just too easy to embarrass.

Rei recalled watching wide-eyed as a child Minako sucked so fervently at her thumb. It was so enormously precious in reflection. Rei remembered shaking with each loud thunder, because she was a little frightened herself but with no hand to cover her own ears. But with Minako's slowly, but steadying breathing, the rhythmic sucking and lapping of her thumb, the lulling bodily scent of Minako—even though the older girl had been obnoxiously annoying, Rei could never deny how the girl always smelled like the flowers of nature—Rei had also been calmed enough to sink her face into the smaller Minako's hair.

"—And I fell asleep. Only with you," Minako's voice started crescendoing with confidence, "—I sucked your thumb, Rei, as you held me. That's pretty much the most intimate thing that can happen between big toddlers. Without the hormones, it was pretty much kid sex!"

"Gah! Enough, that's still only 13 years! It would be impossible for your infant brain to have retained anything earlier…" Rei finished lamely, scared of what a scheming Minako might have in store.

"Second word."

Rei fell over, much a sign of her white flag going up.

"It's debatable whether 'ball,'" Minako carried on, "—was even my first word, considering I said it all the time without any context…but you, my fuzzy fireball," Minako eskimo-kissed a sulking Rei, "Mom says I would go up to you in your stroller, super giddy, pointing and shouting anything from 'Ay! Wei! Mei! Bei! Lei!' Before any other person, I would just so happen to know your name. That's just perfectly romantic. It's a done deal. It wasn't just foreplay; we had baby intercourse."

"Geh, Minako…" Rei rubbed her scrunching eyes.

"And to think, what was your first or even second word? Woe is me, because it wasn't me! Maybe I've been waiting for you to return my love much longer than you have!" Minako rationalized.

"Hush, Minako. Your name has a lot more syllables than my name, and they don't even have assonance. How could an infant have pronounced that? Even if I was your second word, clearly you didn't get the 'R' consonant until later…" Rei made brief eye contact with Minako, then blushed profusely at her didactic response… "And stop being a martyr! You really believe you love me more! ?" Rei dared at the singer with fiery challenge.

"Equally so, yes," Minako reacted calmly, "And I'm just trying to prove how badly I need you. Since everything in the past was meant for you, I'm desperate to have all of you. I feel like I'm losing precious time from our perfect union, but I'll just have to wait." Minako moved entirely into Rei's space, holding her sister around the neck and head, pushing her hips tightly into Rei, breathing in the little space created by their joined foreheads, "I still don't think you understand how much I want you."

When they had arrived back to their dorm, dozing on their upper bunk, Minako chose to slowly pay Rei back her debt through affectionate service. Rei lied flat on her back, practically passed out from exhaustion. She occasionally moaned and fluttered her eyelashes as Minako worked on her. Minako, equally tired, lay draped over Rei, massaging the knots from her shoulders and neck, lowering kisses on the areas she had previously attended with her fingers. Rei's breathing became steadier with each passing minute until Minako assumed the guitarist was out.

Suddenly, Rei shot up to kiss Minako tenderly on the lips, while ushering the singer down to bed with her. Even on the bottom, Rei managed to comfortably balance and hold Minako on top of herself, hands behind the singer's head, elbows resting on the delicate back. The kiss was long, loving, and lazy—before they broke away from one another tiredly, although missing the touch. Rei didn't seem to mind Minako staying on her, so Minako nestled her head safely in the crook of Rei's neck. Rei left her arms around Minako, fingers mixing intricately with Minako's locks. It was only the start of the weekend, but it was already so sweet.

Minako found one of Rei's thumbs and took it in her mouth, tongue roaming every millimeter of skin. Rei groaned at the unnecessary lubrication, looking at Minako's sucking, then down to her own heated, nether region. There was no way Rei would hold it in much longer, blast the wanton Minako.

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Huh, so this was the last chapter I had written for this story. The End.