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Moca couldn't move. Not that she really wanted to, the current position she was in was more than welcomed. Her hands were pinned just above her head and her body felt hot all over, her mind was fuzzy and she couldn’t think straight. Her legs, surrounded by a pair of strong thighs shook slightly, wanting more.
A hand that was not her own blazed a trail of fire up and down her side, somehow igniting her skin more than it already was. The hand slowly, torturously pushed her shirt up little by little, stopping just below her chest.
A pair of surprisingly soft lips were pressed against Moca’s own. There was the faintest taste of strawberry lip gloss that Moca swore she hadn’t put on earlier. Her eyes were closed, allowing her to focus on the sensations around her, but not allowing her to see the person straddling her waist.
Even so, Moca knew who it was. She recognized the scent, subtle yet so sweet, distinctive from anything else shes experienced. The new but somehow familiar feeling of butterflies fluttering about her stomach that seemingly only happened when they were around, despite never being this close before.
She wasn't entirely sure when she had felt it before now, but somehow she just knew it had something to do with the person on top of her.
Something to do with her.
***
Moca woke up from her dream, only slightly surprised. After all, she had a feeling something like this would happen, but she wasn’t sure when. Reaching for her phone, she went to look for answers. She hardly had time to think before the person she had dialed answered.
“Hello, Lisa? Moca-Chan has a question.” Moca listened for the girl’s response, pausing to get her wits about her. “Is it gay to dream about kissing your best friend?”
“Moca? What kind of question is that, you know that's how I realized I liked Yukina.”
“Hmm…” Moca started. Silence followed as Lisa waited for Moca to continue her train of that. “Lisa, how much do you think it would cost to change my name and move out of the country to start a new life?”
“Don’t bother, Moca. I looked into that too, and it's expensive as hell. You'd have to stop eating 10 buns a day and you couldn't buy anymore manga. Even then you'd have to save for a few years.”
“...Lisa is good at saving money, right?”
“No, Moca, I'm not letting you borrow money to change your name and move out of the country.”
“Meanie.”
“you should just talk to Ran.” Lisa suggested.
“How do you know it's Ran that I'm talking about? It could be Himari or Tomoe.”
“Yeah but they have a thing for each other already, you told me.”
“What if its Tsugu?” Moca asked, mainly just to stall.
“The same Tsugu that’s head over heels for Sayo?”
“You're right. Guess it's Sayo-San’s turn to have a crush on Tsugu.” Moca spoke absentmindedly.
“Besides, if you left, who else would I dare to chug the slushies straight from the spout?” Lisa chuckled, probably just relieved Moca had calmed down.
“Moca-Chan’s talents are needed here in Japan.” she feigned a sigh before continuing “I guess I have to stay here then.”
“Do you want me to come over after school? We can talk about it and figure out what your options are.”
“Thanks Lisa, but the only possible option is to ignore the problem altogether.”
“You know what I tried that too, but Yukina figured out something was wrong anyway.” Lisa said, probably an attempt to get Moca to talk about it.
“Lisa, your situation with Yukina was hardly the same! You and Yukina had the biggest boners for each other and everyone knew it.”
There was silence for a moment before Lisa asked “whos was bigger?”
“Yours of course Lisa! I didn't get us matching BDE shirts for nothing.”
“Thank god, Yukina’s already better than me at everything, can't have her win this too.”
“Hey, Lisa?” Moca began, having one last question before she hung up to get ready for school. “Do you think I’m a bottom? ‘Cause Ran was topping in my dream and honestly dream me is a fool for thinking Ran of all people could top.”
Lisa burst out giggling, speaking in between laughter, “Moca, you must have it bad. There’s no way in the world that would happen. Oh my god that’s like saying that Yukina is a top.”
“Dream Moca-Chan is a stupid ho. She probably just wanted that pwussy.”
“Maybe if she gets more comfortable with it, she’d be able to… just the other day when Yukina and I were-”
“Okay Lisa that’s enough. I want to be able to see Yukina without giving off that I know something because she’d probably ask you about it.”
“You’re right, she’d probably stop talking to me for a week if she knew.”
“Anyway, see you at school Lisa. Let’s hope my feelings for Ran were just a dream.”
“Bye Moca! Let me know what you figure out!”
“Okay Lisa I’ll tell you the date of my funeral, make sure I’m buried with my favorite hoodie and you wear our BDE shirt so we can match!” Moca heard a soft laugh before the line went silent.
Noticing the time, she quickly got dressed in her school uniform and headed over to Ran’s house. Ran was a heavy sleeper, so Moca decided a while ago that she’d go to wake her up and walk to school together. At some point, Ran’s father started making breakfast for both of them to eat as a thank you for Moca being such a great friend.
“‘Sup pops what’s cookin’” she greeted, walking in and poking her head in the kitchen as a greeting.
“Good morning Moca. She was up kinda late I think, so good luck waking her up.”
“Moca-Chan is a pro at this, there’s no need to worry.” Ran’s father chuckled as Moca made her way up the stairs and into Ran’s room where said girl was sleeping.
If Moca thought her crush would’ve been just a dream crush, she was dead wrong. Ran was lying on her stomach, arms wrapped around the pillow under her head. The softest of looks, one that filled Moca’s stomach with butterflies, was on her face. Ran was a powerful being, and Moca was nothing but a weak useless lesbian.
She pulled out her phone to send a text to Lisa that read “It’s real and Moca-Chan is royally fucked. Please donate to her Moving Out of The Country fund, arigatogozaimasu.”
Taking a breath to get herself together, Moca approached Ran’s bed, calling her name multiple times. “Raaan. Raaaaaaan.” the girl in question merely pulled the blanket over her head, mumbling something along the lines of “go away.” Moca laughed, undeterred, and continued. “Ran, if you don’t wake up I’m going to sit on you.”
Ran pulled the blanket back just enough for Moca to see the fierce look in one of her eyes, “You wouldn’t.”
“Or would I?” No response. Moca let the silence settle for about a minute. “Okay, Ran, you asked for it.” She declared before ungracefully plopping herself down on Ran’s butt. She adjust herself to lie flat across Ran’s back, Ran groaning the whole time.
“Get off, Moca!” She squirmed a little bit, knocking Moca off of her back and onto the bed next to her.
“I told you I was gonna do it, Ran.”
“I didn’t think you were serious!”
Moca climbed back over Ran, adjusting her uniform a bit. “Get dressed and meet me downstairs. I’m gonna convince your dad to give me some of your food since you’re a big meanie.”
“He already gives you more than me!” Ran exclaimed as Moca walked out, closing the door behind her. All she could do was chuckle and try to prepare herself for the long day ahead of her.