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“Akito, I don’t know what you’re talking about, I’m gayer than you.”
He shrugged, “You seem pretty straight to me.”
“YOU KNOW FULL WELL THAT ISN’T TRUE!!!” She really shouldn’t let him get to her like this… he’s just trying to push her buttons. “I’ve been a lesbian from birth, I announced to my entire class at age EIGHT that I was a lesbian. YOU WERE THERE!!! You call me a professional lesbian every other day…”
“Professional lesbian is code for straight, I thought you knew that.” He smirked… stupid fucking smirk. Anyone else saying this she would’ve just punched… but that would mean she lost to him, and losing to Akito is the worst thing in the world.
“Hey hey!” Mizuki ran up to the two of them in the courtyard, “What are we talking about?”
“How straight An is.”
Mizuki chuckled, “Straightest person I know for sure.”
“YOU TOO???”
They burst out laughing, “An relax relax it’s…”
“It’s fine,” Akito interrupted, “Straight people are… alright I guess. Nothing wrong with that.”
“You’re just projecting, you’re the straight one!!!”
He shrugged, “I have a boyfriend, that means I have evidence. Any evidence you aren’t straight? Got a girlfriend?”
He knew full well she was painfully single. As much as Toya deserved happiness, Akito was mean… what did Toya see in him? “Hey, I dated girls in middle school, you MET them.”
“I didn’t!” Mizuki chimed in… the little bitch, “So in my eyes you’ve got no proof.”
“Well neither do you!”
Mizuki scoffed, “Is no you the best you’ve got? I’m transgender An, anything I do is gay if I say it is. Deal with it.” That sounded incorrect… but she wasn’t transgender enough to say otherwise, and accusations of being ‘cis’ would be ACTUALLY true.
She needed evidence… evidence to stop this right now.
“Fine, I’ll prove it right here. Kissing a girl is pretty gay, what if I kissed a girl?”
“Pfft, and exactly which girl do you plan to kiss?” asked an unsuspecting Mizuki… moments before suddenly realizing the implications of her words.
Maybe Mizuki wasn’t as short as Kohane (the perfect level of short), but she was still a few inches shorter than An. Short enough she had to tilt her head down just a bit to get their lips to meet.
A quick peck wasn’t good enough, she needed stronger evidence. A straight girl wouldn’t wrap her arms around Mizuki’s waist like this… wouldn’t pull them closer, close enough there was barely any air left between their bodies. A straight girl wouldn’t press this close and savour every moment of this…
She’d planned to imagine she was kissing Kohane, that way she could pull out her maximum gay potential… but that didn’t feel possible. She was undeniably kissing Mizuki. She could feel their hair brushing against her forehead, their hands cautiously finding their way to An’s own waist. A straight girl wouldn’t be enjoying that feeling… more evidence against Akito’s absurd claim.
It was just as Mizuki’s tongue began finding it’s way to her lips she pulled away. They were in public after all…
“S-See, I’m not straight at all.”
“Hmm…” Akito thought for a bit, “Is that all?”
That little… “Of course not, you think I’d be satisfied with just that? This is just all I’ll do in public, people are staring.
“Akiyama, your thoughts?”
Mizuki didn’t think much… they mostly just stood there in a bit of stunned silence, remembering that what had just happened was indeed publicly visible… and there were absolutely people staring. Oops.
Akito snapped in front of their face a few times to refocus them, “Ah um… n-no that uh… that was still straight.”
Akito gestured to them, “See? Straight.”
An flipped him the finger, “FUCK YOU!!!”
“Fuck me? A guy? As a girl? Sounds kind of…” An punched him before he could finish, a well deserved conclusion. She pulled Mizuki away, ignoring Akito’s complaints.
“He’s stupid… I’m obviously super gay.”
“R-Right… definitely.” They pulled her off to the side of the school, “Is that why you said you weren’t quite satisfied before?”
“Wh-what do you…” Mizuki’s hand traced her cheek, their eyes looked like THEY were the one who wasn’t satisfied.
“No one’s here to stare… i-if you…”
A pretty girl trying to make out with her in private? What self respecting lesbian would say no… probably a lot of them. Maybe An was the one without dignity, but who needs dignity when you can prove Akito wrong?
This time there wasn’t any air at all between their bodies, direct contact as An pulled them in. Now there really was no one watching… no one to show off to, but no one to judge them either.
There was no need to pull back as Mizuki’s tongue began tracing her lips, no need to muffle any reactions she might have to that…
She’d mostly said it just to prove how gay she was but… she really hadn’t been satisfied from before.
Straight girls didn’t kiss their girl friends like this… did gay girls? Platonically making out… sure it was possible, but An never took herself to be the type to do it. Evidently she was wrong.
Her face was heating up, Mizuki felt like they were getting closer with each kiss. Leaning in a bit further, kissing just a bit deeper… it was overwhelming.
It was occurring to her now the girls she’d “dated” back in middle school were probably just messing around. This is what it felt like to get kissed by an actual gay girl… and it was too much for her to take.
Luckily (or unluckily), the two were cut short by a small drone bonking An on the side of the head.
“Wh-what the???”
As expected, Rui Kamishiro ran over to gather the fallen drone. “Terribly sorry ladies, it seems I’ve interrupted… something.”
“An was trying to prove she’s gay.”
“Is she?”
Mizuki looked back at An, still rubbing her head where she’d been ASSAULTED by a homophobic robot… “Nah she’s still straight.”
Why the hell was her mind still on those words??? God damn… she didn’t need to prove herself to anyone. Still, the fake accusation were ringing in her mind. She hadn’t dated a girl since first year of middle school, and hadn’t kissed one since… well last week with Mizuki, but aside from that it had been too long.
What was gayer than kissing your girl bestie? Maybe gay sex… but she didn’t exactly to have a gay to sex with, nor was she interested in looking JUST to prove Akito wrong.
If not that… then maybe kissing ANOTHER girl bestie??? Kohane… no she couldn’t, asking Kohane would be too embarrassing (another sign she was gay). Only one name came to mind…
An dialed the number (and by dialed she meant clicked the call button in her contacts)...
Ringing ringing… there she was.
“An? Nice to hear from you, what’s going on?”
“Hey Haruka! Wanna come over to my place? I need to uh…” shit maybe she didn’t think this through much… “I need to win an argument. Against Akito.”
She heard a sigh from the other end of the line, “An, is it a stupid argument again?”
“Obviously. Will you come anyways?”
Silence… “Yeah… I’ll be there in twenty minutes.”
Twenty minutes later, on the dot (Haruka was obsessively punctual), the doorbell rang. Now was the time for the more… awkward request.
“Hey Haruka! Come to my room, the argument is there.”
She raised an eyebrow, “Is he… in there right now?”
Shit again… she hadn’t even considered that part. She couldn’t exactly use this to prove much if Akito wasn’t there to watch. Still… there was probably some stuff better kept private anyways.
“S-so… no he’s not, but you can help me prove him wrong. He said I was straight.”
Haruka waited by the door… why wasn’t she coming in. After a minute of silence… “Is… that all? An you know he’s just messing with you, right?”
“I know I know!!! But still… I wanna prove beyond a shadow of a doubt EXACTLY how gay I am. It’s crucial that this gets done, you don’t understand.”
“And I’m here to help… how exactly?”
An ushered her in without a word. By the time Haruka reached her room, she seemed to have realized the… implication. “Um… An, is this… just for an argument?”
Just for an argument? “I don’t understand the question… anyways let’s kiss to prove I’m gay. To prove I’m VERY gay. It’s not enough to just-”
Haruka cut her off with exactly what she was there to do. Years of competition between the two girls had led to Haruka not feeling the need to hold back when she was with An… and god could she feel it.
Was there such a thing as being too gay? No… definitely not, but there was such a thing as feeling so gay the thoughts just… stopped flowing. Haruka’s aggressive approach was impossible to manage.
An shoved her back, “H-hold on wait, you d-don’t… have any questions?”
Haruka looked confused, “I’m sorry, was I supposed to? I thought it sounded like a simple enough request.”
“That’s…” ok fair point, but she seemed a lot more willing than An had expected, “For my sake just… ask something.”
Haruka thought for a moment, “Alright… how long until your father gets home?”
An checked the clock, “Uh… maybe two hours? Why?”
Her friend smiled, “Good to know. I hope that question sufficed…”
Before An could respond, Haruka pulled in close, jumping forward with enough force to knock them both onto An’s bed.
This HAD to prove she wasn’t straight… is what she’d probably have thought if she could conjure up literally any coherent thought.
There was a girl ON TOP of her, a gorgeous idol… her cheeks were burning, and a little peek showed Haruka’s weren’t faring much better.
She really was weak to pretty girls… is that why they comprised so many of her friends? That was a good decision she’d made. She should thank her past self for the joys she was able to experience now.
Haruka pulled back for just a moment… moving over to her ear. “Is this ok, An?”
She’d never nodded so fast in her life. Her ear felt tingly now… enough that she let out a little yelp as Haruka gave it a little kiss.
“Haruka no fair…”
“I think I’m being fair. You invited me here for this and didn’t tell me, I think that’s less fair.”
“Would… you have come over if I’d told you.”
Haruka muttered a small ‘of course’ before returning to An’s face. Her cheeks, lips, forehead, chin… placing little kisses anywhere she could.
If only Akito could see her now… no she’d hate that actually. She pushed that thought away as Haruka began moving her kisses down…
Bottom of her chin, her neck, a bit of her shoulder… it felt planned out. Rather than spur of the moment, it felt like she’d been thinking about this for a while.
“H-Haruka… this is a lot.”
The girl pulled back immediately, “Oh Um… I’m sorry, I’m so sorry…”
Bold Haruka was gone, in her place sat nervous unsure Haruka. The Haruka who didn’t PERFECTLY understand social cues, who got a bit confused… a more familiar Haruka.
“Pfft, it’s fine, don't apologize. I quite literally asked for this.”
“Still I maybe… took it too far.”
“That…” it really wasn’t too far, but admitting that felt like a loss on her part, “Anyways, that definitely wasn’t straight, right?”
Haruka rolled her eyes, “You’re exactly as straight as you’ve always been.”
Another practice, another day of wanting to punch Akito.
“She was saying you were straight, just as straight as always.”
“WE MADE OUT FOR HALF AN HOUR???”
He shrugged, “Well since she’s a lesbian I think I’ll take her word on it over yours. Besides, it’s not as though you’re DATING her.”
“P-Platonic make outs can still be gay…”
“Platonic make outs?” a small voice behind her asked… shit Kohane heard.
“Uh uh… yeah, like… if two friends just kiss a lot but they aren’t actually dating.”
“Oh… like Shiho-chan and Saki-chan?”
An did not really know those people… “Probably! Were they friends? And kissing?”
Kohane blushed, “They… well it was a bit more, I only saw a little glimpse. I don’t think I was supposed to though…”
Kohane left for home, muttering to herself more about friends kissing.
“Akito you bastard, you made me corrupt-“ but he’d left sometime during her last conversation… damnit.
Frustrating… this was all so frustrating. She needed a girlfriend obviously, at least a proper DATE with a girl. Her mind couldn’t help going to Kohane, but if she could just… ask out Kohane with no problem, she wouldn’t be in this situation.
She also has made out with two girls in the past two weeks… maybe that’s where she should be looking? Though the real answer for where she should be looking is in front of her, otherwise she might bump into someone.
An bumps into a girl’s chest, the best place to bump into… but she shouldn’t be bumping into anyone.
“S-Sorry about that.”
“Mm? Hello An-chan!” Shizuku Hinomori called from above her. Shit… of all the people to literally run into.
“Hey Shizuku-san! Sorry again… but how are you doing?”
“Wonderfully! I’m also very very lost, I think I got separated from Airi-chan about…” she looked at her shadow, as if trying to gauge its size, “Mm, maybe 45 minutes ago? Do you know where we are?”
“Oh yeah! We’re near the park where my group practices,” she pointed over to where she’d just came from for the human sundial to see, “I’m heading home now.”
She responded with a growl… well her stomach did at least. “Oh dear… I shouldn’t have skipped on lunch it seems.”
This was her chance… “Well hey, why not grab a bite to eat together? I’m pretty hungry myself after all that practicing.”
Shizuku looked elated, “That’s an amazing idea!!! It’s a date!” she grabbed An by the hand and started leading her off.
It took a lot of willpower to inform Shizuku that she did not know where she was going, but once she did, An led them both off to… a date?
She didn’t mean it like that, did she? Only one way to find out.
After making a quick order at a nearby cafe, Shizuku began playing with one of the napkins, folding it up like origami… except rather than making any specific pattern it just looked like a series of random folds.
“Hey uh… Shizuku-san, did you call this a date?”
“Yes!” she chirped, continuing to fold away.
“Uh like… what kind? Like is it the way straight girls do it or lesbians do it?”
“What’s a lesbians?”
Oh boy… probably the first way then. “Aha well… a lesbian is a girl who falls in love with other girls. Like dating them and being girlfriends and kissing and stuff. Like me!”
“Ohhh, I see… so then I guess that one then!”
An was too stunlocked by her response to clarify before their food arrived. A small cake for An, and a plate of waffles for Shizuku. An had offered to pay so… maybe it was that kind of date.
Suck it Akito. A romantic date with a girl was not straight, it was really really gay.
It did bring up another issue though. An was now sitting across from potentially the most beautiful girl in the world, eating pancakes An had bought her, on a date. An actual date… she was weak enough just existing around the girl, let alone DATING her.
“An-chan look, I cut it into the shape of a bunny!!!” she picked up her plate containing the aforementioned bunny shaped waffle.
“Cute! Feels mean to eat it now though…”
Shizuku looked down at her plate, then over to her knife and gasped in horror. “AN-CHAN OH NO WHAT AM I GOING TO DO??? Shii-chan would get so mad at me… help me…” she was crying now.
Great job An, you’ve made her cry on the first date…
“I-It’s fine just uh… close your eyes, then you can’t see it.”
She did as she was told, and her anxiety melted away. “Oh perfect! Thank you An-chan… but I can’t see now… I eat the waffle if I can’t see it…”
Be bold Shiraishi… “W-Well… I could feed it to you?”
“Oh thank you! You’re so nice to me, even though I’m making you kill an innocent bunny.” her tone was far too cheery for that sort of statement.
An felt like she was taking advantage of the girl… but went ahead with her suggestion anyways. Cutting off little pieces, she fed the waffle bunny (sorry bunny) to Shizuku piece by piece.
Every bit she swallowed, she’d open up her mouth expectantly… it was adorable. Even long past the point the waffle ceased looking like a bunny, she continued her very hard and very gay task, until the plate was empty.
Once again she opened her mouth, waiting for more. “That’s all of it Shizuku-san, was it good?”
“Ohhhh… well yes of course.” she looked around the cafe, looking for someone maybe? “Well An-chan, does that mean this is the point where we kiss and stuff?”
“Wh-what??? Sh-Shizuku-san… do you um…”
The girl looked confused, “I thought you said that’s what lesbians do?”
“N-Not… in public…”
“But Airi-chan and Minori-chan… ah but I think Airi-chan just prefers it that way. I understand!” she stood up, “Then walk me home? Then it won’t be in public anymore!!!”
An really wasn’t sure what good deed she did to deserve this turn of events, but she’d pay the fortune back tenfold… that’s for sure. “S-Sure… sounds fun.”
Getting the address from Shizuku was easy, finding her way there was easy, stopping Shizuku from going down random alleyways and wrong turns was VERY hard… at least she spent the whole way back attached to An’s arm. That was a nice bonus.
But forget that, she went on a date with a girl, who was now BRINGING HER HOME (well she was bringing Shizuku home really… but same thing). Would she be aggressive like Haruka? More subdued? The latter felt more likely, she seemed so airy and light about all her actions.
The Hinomori house looked a lot bigger than her own… a lot fancier too. “Here we are!”
Shizuku ran ahead, unlocking the door to let An inside first. It really was nice on the inside too… but the arms wrapping around her from behind were a lot nicer.
“An-chan” Shizuku whispered far far too close to her ear, “Is this private enough?”
“Y-Yes???”
Shizuku snuggled into the crook of her neck, “An-chan looked so cute in the cafe! I snuck a few peeks while you were feeding me… did you want a hug like this?”
“Y-yeah… I did…”
Shizuku giggled, a laugh that could cure any disease, “Good! I was hoping you’d say that.” she kissed An on the cheek, “Well now we do the lesbians thing, right?”
“Yes please…”
Shizuku spun her around, kissing her on the spot… they hadn’t even left the entryway yet. Anyone could walk in on them, it really wasn’t that private…
But god when a girl this beautiful asks you to do lesbian things with her the only answer An could possibly fathom was a yes please.
Her assessment of Shizuku’s character was entirely false. If Haruka had been aggressive, Shizuku was a god damn predator. It wasn’t long before she was against a wall and… she’d definitely had a dream like this before.
Shizuku reached her arms down, hoisting An up into her arms. She hung on for dear life, with absolutely no say in how this make out session would be going down. Well… she probably could have a say if she wanted to, but there was no reason to break away only to tell Shizuku to just… continue.
Is this what having a girlfriend is like? Is this what kissing a friend is like? For a professional lesbian, An Shiraishi sure didn’t know what the fuck she was doing.
Shizuku’s hand brushed the side of her face, parting some of her hair… and pushing her head forward, closer and deeper and… oh god she was going to die. She was starting to make noises no straight girl would be caught dead making being kissed by a girl. Desperately clinging to Shizuku’s back in hopes of this moment continuing just a second longer.
“O-Onee-chan…” the door was open, there stood Kohane’s classmate… and Shizuku’s younger sister.
She pulled back from An, still holding her in place against the wall. “Ah, welcome home Shii-chan!!! How was band practice?”
Shiho just… sighed, “Onee-chan, why are you kissing some girl in the doorway… again.”
Again? Oh to live such a life…
Though maybe she has been recently, living out her gay dream… “Oh Shii-chan, we were just doing lesbian stuff together!”
“Right… well we need to start on dinner so…” she glanced at An with a face that clearly said ‘get the hell out’.
She did as she was told…
There was only one conclusion An could reasonably come to based on recent events: she had become the protagonist of a sapphic dating sim of some kind. Making out with three of her friends in two weeks didn’t just… happen. If she truly was blessed in this way, she’d need to make full use of her powers.
Full use of course meaning Kohane. Everything came back to Kohane, it always did. “An-chan, I’m here!” Kohane ran up, sitting on the swing next to her. A nice spot in the park for the two of them to talk.
“Kohane! Alright, I don’t know how long this will last so…”
“What will last?”
A reasonable question… “D-Don’t worry about it, anyways… Kohane can I kiss you?”
Shit that… wasn’t the right thing to ask. It was supposed to be like ‘Kohane I like you will you be my girlfriend’ but instead…
“A-Alright… but umm…” Kohane stood up, sitting on An’s lap, straddling her on the swing. God is real… “You have to… close your eyes.”
She closed them immediately. She felt a hand cover them as well, “Just for good measure… in case you peek.”
“I would never lie to you Kohane.”
Kohane giggled, “An-chan, didn’t you tell me the other day that tomatoes were carcinogenic?”
“It’s true, they’re very cancerous for me because I hate them so much. That’s just how it works, it’s not a lie.”
“Mmm… then tell me something true to make up for it.”
“Ok. Kohane, I really want you to just kiss me instead of delaying it more. Please…”
“Alright then…” she couldn’t see Kohane’s approach, but her lips felt it… for only a moment. She pulled back after a quick peck.
“Kohaneeee… nooooo please.”
“What do you mean An-chan? Isn’t that what you wanted?” she could hear the coy tone in her voice… she knew exactly what she was doing. Which was great because evidently An did not.
“More… I want more than one. A lot.”
“How many?”
How many… a hundred? A thousand? She’d feel unsatisfied no matter what… “As many as you can please…”
“Alright…” she felt Kohane’s head get close to hers, “No peeking, ok?”
The hand left her face, finding her back… it was warm, but not as warm as Kohane’s lips meeting hers for a LOT longer than they had before.
Kohane was a lot gentler than the others, she brought her own sort of passion… one that An couldn’t help but drown herself in. Kohane was sweet like honey… if her arms weren’t occupied holding onto the chains of the swing she’d be using them for Kohane purposes such as “hug Kohane” or “pick Kohane up forever and never let her go”. Standard reactions to being kissed by Kohane.
“An-chan… this is a little embarrassing… but I can keep going. You’re not peeking?”
“I would never, I swear!!!” the urge was strong… but she was strong enough to keep her promises. Thus… she was rewarded with small kisses from Kohane, one on each of her eyelids.
An’s heart finally exploded, it was bound to happen one day. Her lesbian dream was finally coming true. Not just one dream, all of them all around the same time.
Kohane was soft, Kohane was perfect… Kohane was standing up. Wait… no don’t do that. “Um, An-chan I’m sorry but… I think I have to go home now. I said I’d be back by five so…”
“T-That’s fine! Just make sure to get home safe, and tell Akito I’m not straight next time you see him.”
Kohane tilted her head in confusion, “Eh? Of course you aren’t straight An-chan!” She ran off… but victory was An’s. Finally finally FINALLY!!! That smug son of a bitch lost, and An had won fourfold…
It was so amazing to be An Shiraishi.
She went to bed early that night… missing the texts she’d gotten late into the night from four of her friends.
Mizuki: Hey so uh…
Mizuki: Maybe I’m reading too much into it and all…
Mizuki: But I think I really like you and… after the other day, I was wondering if maybe you felt the same?
Haruka: An, I wanted to clarify something.
Haruka: I probably shouldn’t make assumptions, but was last week an attempt to… woo me?
Haruka: If so, it has succeeded. I hope I’m not just… feeling something one-sided here.
Shizuku: An-cahn! I frgot one of the lesbiab thing!!!
Shizuku: Are we gonna be glfrieends now????
Kohane: Um, An-chan… I ran off before I could ask but, was today…
Kohane: did you want to go on a date maybe? And be in a relationship?