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"It just makes me so angry!" the purple haired girl confessed suddenly. "She has us, but she spends all her time with that damn Regina."
"I know how you feel, Mako-chan, but..."
"It isn't right, Rikka-chan. We're her friends, her partners, fellow Cures!" Makoto says. "How did that blonde bimbo steal her from us so easily?"
"Regina isn't a bad girl, Mako-chan, it isn't like she's stolen Mana from us. Mana just loves us all, even Regina, despite whether or not she's a Cure." Rikka says. "She's just so full of love she... well... she doesn't understand that displaying it can harm her other... friends."
"I know... she's fully charged with love and all, but Regina just ticks me off." Makoto says. "And I know its not very Cure-like, but I sometimes... I sometimes wish that she'd been defeated like the others."
Rikka gasps. "I sometimes wish Mana was mine alone too, but... Makopi, please... don't wish her dead. She's our friend. She fought with us. She almost died with us. We shouldn't be so selfish."
"I'm just so... frustrated. If she's not there, pinned against Mana and not letting anyone else in, it's Mana talking about her." the idol sighs. "I know its not right for me to be this selfish, but... I love Mana so much."
"I do too. I have for years and it took... the war... to make me realize how deeply, how vast... how hot... my desire for her really is. I'm so glad she loves me, and you, and Alice, and Aguri so much. Even Regina. I love her too. But, Makoto, why are you so hurt by her?" Rikka says as she moves from the chair at her desk to sit next to her fellow Cure on her bed. "Mana isn't the only one of us who loves you."
"I really am being selfish, aren't I?" Makoto says as Rikka runs her fingers through her hair. "I love you too Rikka-chan, and the others of course, but... sometimes...."
"Sometimes you just want Mana... I get that. But, my beautiful blade, we're all here for you. We all love you." Rikka kisses her lightly. "I love you."
"I love you too, Rikka," Makoto says softly. "I should be so overjoyed to be surrounded by so much love."
"Oh Makoto, I... know... as well as you do how easily being next to such overflowing love can blind you. I'm jealous too, but... Mana's our wife, our leader, our beloved heart. We share her. And we comfort each other."
"I guess... I guess that's why I've come to your room, darling, please... can you cool my rage with your love?"
"Oh, my delightful blade," Rikka whispers in her fellow wife's ear, "I'm always here for you."