"Congratulation, Rena-san. I'm going to miss you so much." A junior said with teary eyes. Rena chuckled and she nodded her head in respond. Her graduation concert has finished and a lot of members approached her to take a last picture together with her or congratulating her on her graduation.
Rena still couldn't believe it though that she actually graduated from SKE48 for real. Rena always felt weird when she thought about appearing on shows as ‘Matsui Rena’, not ‘SKE48 Matsui Rena’. She’s not used to it, at least for now.
Rena was talking to some members when suddenly, a familiar voice called her name from behind.
"Hey." Rena turned her head to the voice direction and a smile formed on her face immediately.
"Yukirin-san."
The other SKE48 members immediately bowed at their senior and greeted Yuki politely. Yuki gave them a smile and she greeted them back.
"Kashiwagi-san, did you watch the concert?" Churi asked. Yuki nodded her head, giving her thumbs up to Churi.
"I did. It was really great. You all did really well." Yuki complimented. The SKE48 members talked to Yuki for a while till they decided to give Yuki and Rena some private time. They bid their goodbye and left the two of them alone.
"Did you see the whole setlist?" Rena asked curiously. Yuki nodded her head, giving the former a thumb up.
"Of course, I didn't miss a single thing." Yuki said, smiling at Rena. "You did really great today."
"I'm glad you said so, Yukirin-san. I tried to give my best since this is my last concert as a SKE member."
"I still can't believe that you're graduating before me." Yuki said, chuckling slightly. "I want to graduate this year as well. Too bad, the management gave me another kennin position with NGT48."
Rena recalled Yuki shocked expression once Shinobu announced that Yuki would be doing another kennin, this time with NGT48, the newly formed group along with Kitarie. Rena couldn't help but laugh when she remembered Yuki shocked face.
"What are you laughing at?"
“Your shocked face when Shinobu-san announced your kennin position. That was funny one.” Rena answered between her laughs. Yuki pouted and she shook head vigorously.
"Don't make fun of my expression pleaseee." Yuki cutely pleaded. "But yes, you're right. That was beyond imagination."
"Told you."
“Anyway, congrats Rena. I'm looking forward to see you as 'Matsui Rena', not ‘SKE48 Matsui Rena’ anymore.” Yuki said with a big smile. Rena smiled back, nodding her head in agreement. "I'm looking forward to that as well."
"To be honest, I'm going to miss performing together with you." Yuki said. Suddenly, a frown formed on Rena face. Yuki who noticed the sudden change, raised her eyebrow in confusion. "What's wrong?"
"I'm..scared."
"Scared of what?"
"What if...we don't have time for us anymore?" Rena asked. Yuki noticed the worry and fear on Rena voice. She held both of Rena hands immediately, trying to comfort the younger girl.
"I'm not going to let that happen. We'll find a way."
“Still, I'm afraid." Rena said, looking down at her feet.
"Afraid of what?"
"...of losing you to someone else." Rena answered and she hugged Yuki immediately, burying her head on Yuki chest. Yuki hugged her back, her hand was rubbing Rena back soothingly. Yuki could hear that Rena was sobbing quietly which made Yuki heart shattered in pieces.
"You won't lose me to anyone else, trust me. Because if I ever did, I'd have lost my bestfriend, my soulmate, my smile, my laugh and my everything." Yuki said, hugging Rena tightly. "Don't cry, your tears are ruining your make up you know."
Rena slapped Yuki arm when she heard Yuki remark just now. Yuki only laughed and she started to wipe Rena tears carefully with her thumbs. Yuki placed both of her hands on Rena cheeks and slowly, she moved forward to kiss Rena on the lips. They kissed passionately till Yuki pulled out her lips from Rena.
"I love you." Yuki said with a smile. "I won't leave you and you won't lose me."
"I love you too." Rena replied, smiling back to Yuki. "I will never let you down."
"You never let me down." Yuki said with a slight chuckle. They stared into each other eyes and a smile formed on their face.
"I've prepared something for you as your graduation gift. Go change your clothes, you stinky punk." Yuki said as she dragged Rena to the dressing room. Rena looked at their intertwined hands and then looked at Yuki back. A small smile appeared on Rena face, feeling lucky to have Kashiwagi Yuki as her soulmate.
The concert hall filled with hundreds of people, all to see the famous Tokyo University of the Arts (Geidai) recital, consisting of performances from first years that showed the most promise in their instrumental field. Five students had already played, each unbelievably talented. Violin, clarinet, drums, xylophone and saxophone. Finally, it came to the last performance, the grand piano.
A single female walked onto the stage and bowed. Silence waited with anticipation. Positioning herself on the seat and clicking the hands, and inhaling a deep but short breath, the performance began. The woman clearly did not need to say a thing, the piano spoke for her.
With a mesmerising ease, the notes and octaves combined into a captivating harmony. Her fingers held as she played five scales in an instant followed by a choir, a skill even professional pianists find difficult, while she made it seem like child’s play. Her hands moved with a beautiful fury but her expression was one of pure bliss and tranquillity. Each chord progression rang through the auditorium, and each tre corde plucked everyone’s heart strings. It was as if the audience were under a spell.
Amongst the admiring audience, there was a single person who was completely hypnotised by the performance. She stared at the stage, at which she had seen countless performances from all the previous years since she was merely eight years old. Although she remembered every single performance, each unique, this performance captured her. She couldn’t tear her eyes away, completely enthralled by the instrument and its player. She had never seen someone play the way this student was. As the piece continued, each note, movement and expression became imprinted on her mind.
With a heavy backpack filled with music sheets and music books, and her instrument case, Rena ran towards the massive building. It was her first day at Geidai and she couldn’t believe she was already running late. Passing the many students, carrying various bags and instruments cases, Rena dashed inside. With a heavily beating heart and a trembling uneasiness, she jogged to her class, stopping when she reached the designated room. Rena thanked her mind for remembering the layout of the massive building and for her parents who introduced her to this musical world. Looking through the glass panel, Rena saw a single woman sitting on the far side of the room, with a violin at her side and two music stands, looking rather annoyed. Swallowing her fear, she opened the door, entering the sound proof room.
Instantly the older woman looked at her with a stern gaze who made Rena’s heart freeze and her body stiffen.
“And what time do you call this?” her voice whipped.
“I-I’m sorry.” spluttered Rena. “I-”
“Forgot to set your alarm? Took your time eating breakfast? Transformed into a snail on the way here? Or do you just feel that this class and this institution is just a joke, a place where you can breeze through until you graduate?”
“No ma’am.” Rena answered, using all her might at holding back her tears and her gaze ahead.
“My name is not ‘ma’am’. It is Kashiwagi Keiko.”
Rena gulped, the situation not getting any better.
“Kashiwagi-sensei.” Rena corrected. “I know what it takes to get into this school and I intend to spend my time practising and performing very seriously.”
The woman stared at her for a moment, while Rena maintained her gaze. In the terrifying silence, Rena felt herself begin to sweat once more. Was she going to be kicked out of her first lesson?
“Well, I think it’s time to prove yourself.”
Rena took a moment to comprehend what the instructor just said. Suddenly, Kashiwagi-sensei heaved a sigh.
“Are you just going to stand there like a clueless dog or show me what it took for you to get into this university?”
“Yes! Of course.” Rena quickly replied, not believing she was given a second chance.
With unsteadiness, Rena hurriedly took her bag off and nervously got her music sheets out. With shaky care, she unlocked her case and took out her violin. Even if she wasn’t looking, Rena could feel Kashiwagi-sensei’s impatient stare. As soon she got herself ready, she took a few calming breaths and let her fingers feel the smooth strings. Then, with a long blink, Rena began to play.
In these moments, Rena knew this was where she belonged. The feel of the strings submitting to even the slightest of her touches, producing the sounds that moved the souls of others, along with her own. Each note carrying her heart to a world only she could open.
Then, with a final pull of her bow, Rena finished the piece.
Opening her eyes, she released an exhale of relief. It was over. Though it was fun, it was nerve-wracking at the same time. Rena looked over at Kashiwagi-sensei. She wore an expressionless mask and it made Rena even more on edge.
Finally, Kashiwagi-sensei said. “That was fine.”
Rena felt a sudden surge of joy.
“If you intended on giving me a mediocre performance.”
And it diminished in a matter of seconds.
“It seems like we have a lot of work to do especially if you want to pass the semester recital. So I expect you to arrive promptly the next time I see you. Is that understood?”
“Yes Kashiwagi-sensei.”
“Good. Now let’s decide what you are going to play in a few months’ time.”
Johann Sebastian Bach: Partita in D minor for Violin No.2 (BWV 1004)
One of the most famous violin compositions by Bach. A piece which showed the exploration of range, with almost every string used and the flowing chords that travelled from one end to the other like a steady stream. Fast paced and yet mellow, brilliantly complimented like a dramatic story with the most difficult ending, the ciaccona. A glorious musical classic that had been played by many and mastered by few.
And Rena was now one of them. In three months’ time, Rena had to at least decently play the nearly fourteen minute violin piece in front of the exam board. If not, if she didn’t pass, she would have to repeat the performance the next semester, along with another piece. Rena could only imagine the length of practice she would have to put into that, along with the basic need of survival, there wouldn’t be enough time. And if she were to fail that second chance, she could kiss her violin career good-bye. So failing was not an option.
Practice was gruelling, especially under the teaching of Kashiwagi-sensei. It was even more difficult to find a place to practice out of lesson hours, with almost all rooms occupied by nervous students getting ready for their first examined performance. In addition, with many students seeing each other as competition, Rena was having a hard time making friends, even though it had already been a week. However, with practice lessons and theory classes, it was rather isolating. Away from her home town, Rena wondered if she would be able to fit in.
After another moment of searching the university, Rena began to think it was hopeless. She was going to be forced to practice at home, in a house shared with five other musical students that play different instruments. Loud instruments. It was a wonder they haven’t even received a single neighbour complaint. Rena found it almost unbearable, especially when she was becoming increasingly stressed with the distraction and lack of practice.
However, not giving up hope just yet, Rena decided to try one last area, a place where not many students go. It was a remaining part of the old building, where it has become neglected with the new rooms and remodelling of the other buildings, and it therefore lacked air conditioning. In the summer it was too hot and in the winter it was too cold. It was a difficulty finding a balance between temperatures in the room, if too cold; it was difficult to move fingers, if too hot too much sweat can heed one’s ability. Even worse, the extreme temperatures can damage instruments, with wooden joints being cracked or metal instruments going out of tune, it was too much of a risk for most. However, with the place abandoned – free from noise - , Rena thought it was a perfect place to practice.
With it still being spring, the temperature was controlled, and it seemed other students had the same plan as Rena. Walking past the rooms, Rena’s hope was slowly diminishing with each room being occupied. However, there was still one room, right at the end of the corridor which was so desolated that even the hallway lights had stopped working. Nervously, Rena looked through the glass panel.
Success!
She finally found an empty room, it even had a piano. At least, that’s what Rena thought until she saw the silhouette of a slender figure standing by the window. Rena mentally cursed. It seemed like she had to practice at home after all. With a heavy sigh, she was about to walk away when suddenly the figure walked to the piano and sat. And like an opening of a film, she began to play.
Rena stared through the glass panel, completely fixated. Rena watched the silent performance. Even without sound, the woman’s body seemed to convey everything the song represented, from the fast moments to the slow drawls. It was hypnotising. Like watching a geisha, who moved like a snake to the rhythm of a song. There was only one other performance that had made her feel this way, excited and inspired, and it was the reason why Rena decided to enter Geidai, in Tokyo. Even if it was hours away from her hometown in Nagoya and the hustle so much different to the quiet of home, Rena had to come here because that’s where the pianist was.
Suddenly the figure looked up and Rena found her back pressed against the wall, panic in her throat.
“Did she see?” Rena wondered.
After a few heart-pounding moments, Rena decided it was safe to check. Slowly moving her head, she leaned through the panel. Suddenly she felt herself scream and jump back when she saw a face stare back just beyond the glass. With her heart racing, Rena stared as the amused female opened the door.
“You know, you can come in and practice too.”
Rena could only stare at her smile, one she had only ever dreamed of seeing. And she couldn’t believe that the woman who had inspired her a year ago could be aiming the smile at her. There was just one word that went through Rena’s mind.
“Pretty...”
Still in a haze, Rena didn’t even realise that she walked through the door that was left open in welcome.
“I’m Kashiwagi Yuki.” she introduced, as if she didn’t know anyone knew her name.
However, Rena already knew. Almost everyone knew of her, the woman who was called a piano genius. The one who many called illusive yet so admired and envied.
Kashiwagi Yuki. Rena’s idol.
“And your name is…”
“Matsui Rena!” Rena quickly replied, her nerves still jittering from tenseness.
“Rena-san.” smiled Yuki.
All of a sudden, seeing that smile again, Rena felt the whirlwind of emotions calm within her.
“Please, come sit. I was just finishing my practice.”
With a shy nod, Rena headed towards the open piano while Yuki closed the door.
“I assume you play the violin.” Yuki said.
Rena looked up at her and darted her eyes away when she saw how close Yuki was, standing at the edge of the piano. This was the closest she had ever been to her inspiration. And the fact that Yuki knew one aspect of her life made Rena’s heart jump with excitement.
“How did you know?”
“You’re carrying a violin case. Either that, or it’s a rather long ukulele.”
Rena stared at Yuki with wonder while she simply smiled. Not only was she pretty, she was observant and smart and had a humorous side. Rena was learning so much.
“Would it be okay if I hear you practice?”
Rena looked at Yuki with surprise. Playing in front of her idol? Did Rena hit her head on the way here?
“Is that a no?” Yuki said, a light pout on her lips.
Rena instantly shook her head. She could have sworn her heart melted when Yuki beamed again. With a sudden tenseness, Rena stood and awkwardly opened her case, very aware Yuki was staring with keen eyes. With her back turned from her, Rena took in three short breaths before turning around. Yuki smiled at her as she slipped into the seat, just where Rena was sitting. Rena couldn’t help wonder if Yuki felt her lingering warmth, did she radiate as much as her cheeks felt like they were doing now. Looking away and concentrating as much as she could, Rena brought the violin to her chin and positioned her bow. Feeling her spine straighten, Rena took one more breath before playing her favourite piece; Ode to Joy by Ludwig van Beethoven. An appropriate piece considering how she felt at this very moment. Rena wished she could just stop time.
With an ease, Rena lost herself as soon as her bow glided effortlessly across the first C note. Suddenly, as if her hands were not her own, she played with a practiced fury that others would think was beautiful or madness, it depends on who’s looking at the performance. Rena sank into her own world as the vibratos resounded through her body and shielded her from any outside influence. This was her element and she owned it.
Then, with the final note, Rena relaxed and slowly opened her eyes. It lasted only a few minutes, but it was as if Rena was far, far away, where time was just a concept rather than truth. Remembering where she was, she quickly blushed and dropped her arms, turning to Yuki. When she saw her reaction, Rena again felt her body heat heighten. Yuki was smiling ecstatically, as if she was completely enthralled. Suddenly she gave her own enthusiastic applause and it made Rena even more bashful. However, it didn’t mean she wasn’t happy; in fact Rena was thrilled.
“That was wonderful.” Yuki praised, still clapping.
“Thank you.” Rena muttered quietly, still not believing the situation.
“I think for that, I’ll let you listen to my own composition that I’ve been working on.” Yuki said. “If that’s alright with you? Or would rather practice some more?”
“No, no!” hastily replied Rena. “I would be honoured.”
Yuki giggled. “You are cute Rena-san.”
It felt as if the redness in her cheeks would remain a permanent feature on her face from the frequent bouts of blushing that was happening in such a short amount of time. The symptoms worsened when Yuki moved along the seat and patted the space next to her. Gulping her nerves, Rena sat down next to her, feeling the remaining warmth from the seat and the heat radiating from Yuki’s actual body. Rena wondered if she was going to faint from this over stimulation.
Suddenly with a signature crack of her fingers and a deep breath, Yuki began her performance. It was mesmerising, so much like the first time Rena witnessed Yuki perform. She again was completely awestruck. However, this time so much more so and she was up close and personal to the real action. Rena watched as Yuki’s fingers moved with a flurry, up and down the piano keys in one second. Every time Yuki’s body swayed, it was as if she was chasing the musical notes. It was enthralling. However, it was soon to end as Yuki’s piece slowed and then the room became silent.
“That was amazing.” she breathed, the adrenaline only good music could bring, rushing through her.
“Thank you.” smiled Yuki. “It’s one of the only pieces I’ve composed that I’m actually happy with, though I still need to work out some kinks.”
“It was amazing.” Rena repeated, not knowing how else to describe the overwhelming happiness. “You must have long fingers Kashiwagi-san.”
Rena mentally slapped herself.
“What was that?”
She must have had a brain fart because it was the stupidest thing she could have said. Rena wanted to bury herself now.
“Oh really?” Yuki said, looking at her own hands with wonderment.
Rena looked at Yuki with surprise. She was for sure Yuki would have ridiculed her for the silly comment. Yet, Yuki was genuinely interested. Rena decided, as with any good musician, to just go with the flow.
“Yes, they are perfect piano hands.”
Suddenly, Yuki took Rena’s hand, holding it out. Rena blushed when Yuki brought her hand up against her own. Her finger tips could just go over Rena’s.
“They do seem rather long compared to yours.” Yuki mused to herself. “But yours are so slender.”
Suddenly Yuki entwined her fingers with Rena’s and held her hand. A jolt went through Rena, causing her to look at Yuki with astonishment. However, Yuki was still gazing at their holding hands. It was as if they were connected by a string, tightly tied around their hands, knotting each finger to one another. However, it was just for a moment which was already over and it seemed Yuki had no reaction. Therefore, with a sullen heart, Rena ignored the feeling even if her heart continued to frantically pulsate.
There seemed to be a moment of silence between the two, their hands detached again, before someone spoke.
“So who’s your violin teacher?” Yuki asked.
“Kashiwagi Keiko.”
Yuki winced, an expression Rena saw for the first time which she found adorable and already treasured.
“Tough luck. She’s strict isn’t she?”
“You don’t know the half of it.” Rena sighed, finally having someone to relieve the weight off her shoulders. “One lesson she made me practice scales a hundred times and finished the lesson, telling me to practice at home. Another time she just made me pluck strings for half an hour. Even though she is brilliant, sometimes I can’t help but think she’s horrid.”
Yuki nodded, completely understanding. “All I can say is, sorry about my mother. I’m sure she means well.”
Rena’s mouth dropped open. “She’s your mother?” she exclaimed. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean-”
“Don’t worry about it.” Yuki grinned. “I’ve heard worse. And it’s my fault anyway, going to a university where my mother works. It’s a good thing I’m majoring in piano.”
“Even so, I shouldn’t have said those things.” said Rena. “I apologise. I’ve heard that she is one of the best violin instructors and was a great violinist in her time. I’m honoured that she’s my teacher.”
“You’re very cute Rena-san.”
Rena didn’t know if it was the compliment or the way Yuki said her name, but she felt her heart flutter each time.
“My mother was a very good violinist, if I remember well. Perhaps I could show you one of her performances.”
Rena wasn’t sure how to answer. It seemed like Yuki was talking more to herself than to Rena, another factor of Yuki that Rena found endearing. In the end, Rena decided not to say anything, just basking in Yuki’s presence. However, before she realised, Rena saw how dark it had become.
“Oh I have to get home.” Rena regrettably said, but knowing she had to get the train back to her dorm.
“Yes it’s gotten a lot darker than I realised. I think this is the latest I’ve stayed in a practice room.” commented Yuki. “Will you be back tomorrow?”
Rena looked at Yuki and hoped that the expression she wore was one of expectance.
“Yes.” she instantly answered, to which Yuki smiled.
Rena waited for Kashiwagi Keiko to tell her the next piece she was to study for next semester. Having performed well, Kashiwagi-sensei had told her that she would pick a special piece that would highlight her talents. Rena could only expect a much harder and vigorous piece which would require hours of practice each day. At least, this gave her an excuse to be in the practice room with Yuki.
“You will be playing one of the ‘The Four Seasons’ concertos by Antonio Vivaldi. You and your partner are to decide which season you will like to play.”
“Partner?”
“Is that a problem?”
“No Ma’am.” Rena reactively answered, no way disagreeing with Kashiwagi-sensei.
“Good. I expect an excellent performance at the end of the term.”
Rena nodded but she was suddenly burdened by a great anxiety. Not knowing what to do, Rena at least knew exactly who she was going to talk to later.
“Next semester I have to play a violin concerto, and I’m one of the main violinists.” complained Rena, lightly bouncing her bow off her violin.
“Congratulations!” Yuki cheered. “Not everyone can get to perform in a concerto, especially as a main.”
“It’s not good news. I have to play with one other person and an entire strings orchestra and I don’t even know what they’re like and if we are going to harmonise well together.”
“I’m sure you’ll do fine. Put everything aside and you’ll be able to produce beautiful music.”
Rena pouted with doubt, until Yuki lightly patted her head. With this simple action, she couldn’t feel anything but better. For the past weeks, which seemed to pass so quickly, Rena realised she had developed a senpai-kouhai relationship. She never really had anyone to look up to during her school times, with being an only child and a very independent person. However, it was a nice change, with Rena being allowed to confine in someone who could give reliable and applicable advice. Although, it may be nice because the senpai was Kashiwagi Yuki.
Smiling at Rena, Yuki said. “It’ll be fine.”
It turns out, it wasn’t fine. Rena’s partner was someone beyond her imagination.
Matsui Jurina, the young prodigy of the entire string department. At only seventeen, Matsui Jurina was the youngest person to be part of a concerto. Rena was completely intimidated. When Rena stepped into the practice room, Jurina simply introduced herself and shook Rena’s clammy hands - good-naturedly not commenting on it – and dove straight into the project.
“I think we should play Autumn. It’s warm and peppy and by the time we perform it, it will be the right season.”
Dazed, Rena could only nod. Then, Jurina pulled out her violin, nodding to Rena, before practicing. In awe, Rena watched as Jurina performed. She sounded so astounding that Rena couldn’t even be worried; she was too involved in the music that the younger woman could so easily produce. Shame snapped Rena out of her daze and she quickly opened her case and, not wanting to lose face, tried to join in. Surprisingly, she was able to create a harmony that sounded pretty okay.
When they finished the piece, Rena opened her eyes – which she did when she lost her self in playing – realised Jurina was looking at her with a massively childish grin.
Turns out, Jurina was far more friendly and joyous than she had imagined. She introduced her to many of her friends that were from different parts of the strings department. Suda Akari, the guitar hero. Takayanagi Akane, the bass god. Hata Sawako, cello magician. Ashida Anna, harp angel. Kizaki Yuria, rebab player. Furukawa Airi, viola expert. Nakanishi Yuka, the mandolin master. And finally, Yakagami Kumi, the bouzouki queen.
Like their instruments, they were all different. But they fitted together, belonging to the same family, and having one thing in common (other than giving themselves the titles). They were all wonderful people. Before Rena knew it, she actually had friends herself, other than Yuki.
Rena sat amongst the strings department, a place she finally felt like she belonged. Another perk of it was that she could see the piano department just in front of her. Even though it was just the back, Rena could easily recognise Yuki, who sat amongst her fellow peers. She couldn’t describe the wanting she felt as she saw Yuki silently laugh amongst her friends, but at the same time, Rena was content they had their own lives. It’s what made them individuals.
As soon as Kashiwagi Keiko stood on the podium, everyone turned silence. It’s unusual how a music university, known to produce endless noise, could be so silent so quickly.
“I would like to say well done.” Keiko began. “Everyone performed excellently in the exam. And I would like you to congratulate yourselves. I think we’ve had the best results this year. As you know, those who perform well in both semesters have the honour of performing in the end-of-year recital.”
Rena remembered that time as if it was yesterday. Nearly two years ago, when she first saw Yuki, Rena couldn’t even possibly imagine performing on the same stage as Yuki once did. Even now, that dream was a distance. Having met many talented people, it was a dream that was growing further and further away. However, even so, Rena was still happy. Even though it was already nearly the end of her first year and it has gone impossibly quick, the time she could spend with Yuki and her newfound family was enough. She would just keep trying her best.
“Perhaps there is a chance that you would be able to play.” Keiko spoke out, as if she had read Rena’s doubt. “However, don’t get cocky now. There is still a long way to go. For the final years, it isn’t too long to go, but continuing with the progress and work with modesty and pride, you will be successful.”
Rena stared at the board, not believing what her eyes were seeing. Those that knew her congratulated Rena and those that didn’t cursed their own luck. However, there was only one person Rena wanted to know of her success.
Lightly plucking at her violin, she sat on the floor of their practice room, watching Yuki practice her scales.
“I’m not good enough to play in the recital.” Rena said when Yuki finished.
Amongst the hundreds of first year students, one student from each instrument speciality had the honour to play in front of important sponsors, parents, other students and guests. The recital was the event which Rena had intended and made her decision to attend Geidai. It was the same stage Yuki had once stood on. Now, Rena was chosen as the violinist who showed the most promise out of all the first years in the entire strings department, even beating Matsui Jurina. It must have been some sort of mistake.
Yuki looked at Rena with a casual look “But you are. That’s why you were chosen.”
“But I have to present with a full-length music piece of my own!” Rena exclaimed. “How can I play music like you Yuki-san?”
Yuki paused for a moment. Lightly she patted the seat next to her, inviting Rena to sit. Timidly, Rena sat next to her, fully aware of the closeness.
“Take your most emotional memories and pile them in your mind. Think of all the things that you wanted to do but can’t say or the feelings that you can’t really put into words. Things like that, as they overwhelm you, can turn into things like music or art. They gush out like a flood from your heart, from your body… and can create the most amazing things.”
Rena stared at Yuki and felt the usual turmoil that overcame her whenever she thought about her feelings for Yuki. She looked at Yuki, as she always done. When Rena gaze landed on Yuki’s closed lips, she felt the rush of desire again. The urge burned in her heart and was about to burst from her chest.
And then, Rena kissed Yuki.
It was a chaste kiss but it was Rena’s first. When they broke apart, Rena didn’t know what to do, filled with uncertainty. Her entire body felt hot but she trembled, even her lips quivered. She had wanted to kiss Yuki for so long that after her wish was fulfilled, Rena couldn’t even look at Yuki. However, Yuki touched Rena’s shaking cheek and leaned in. Again, Rena felt Yuki’s lips on hers and she thought she was dying because her heart was beating so erratically it hurt and she swore she caught a glimpse of heaven.
When they broke apart, Rena slowly opened her eyes, and found Yuki smiling at her. Rena imagined her eyes as cameras, capturing this moment. However, once her uncertainty about Yuki’s feelings was dismissed, Rena felt a new fear.
“I’m scared.” Rena finally whispered, meaning more things than one.
Yuki took Rena’s trembling hands into her warm palms, her fingers folding over them like a bird’s wings. “You shouldn’t be. You’re very talented.”
“That’s rich coming from someone like you.”
“What do you mean?”
“You are perfect. You play the piano so well that even the professors struggle to keep up with you. I saw. The teacher always scolds me for making mistakes. You’re just amazing and I’m… mediocre.”
“Let me tell you a quote one Jascha Heifetz said; ‘I play as many wrong notes as anyone, but I fix them before most people can hear them.’”
“I wasn’t always good at piano. In fact, I was once terrible. My first piano instructor suggested that I even quit piano before I waste too much time and money. However, I wanted to continue. I loved playing the piano. How each note seemed to tremor through my ears to my heart and how the keys felt nimble yet strong under my fingers, with pedals a foundation under my feet. I wanted to prove him wrong. And I did. I make just as many mistakes as you, maybe even more. But I fix them. If your professor points out your mistakes, it means you can fix them. You have the opportunity and ability to greater yourself. You just need patience and perseverance to do so.”
Rena felt tears in her eyes, before Yuki kissed her cheek.
Notes screeched from Rena’s violin as she frantically, almost violently, manipulated the violin strings. At least twice today her fingers had cramped due to the way she was holding her bow, her fingers and hands feeling the brunt of her determination.
“You’ve practiced enough.”
Finished with her song, Rena turned to Yuki, sitting freely on Rena’s bed. Having now visited Rena’s student room frequently, Rena was used to the sight. However, the first time Yuki came over, Rena only imagined what it would have been like with Yuki lying below her, with herself hovering over Yuki’s supple frame.
“But the recital is tomorrow night!” returned Rena, pushing her dirty thoughts aside.
Even though her shoulder ached, Rena wanted to continue. Yuki looked at her for a moment, with a stern expression. She always showed that expression when Rena worked too hard.
“Let’s go for dinner.” Yuki said. And before Rena could retort, she added. “Everyone needs energy to practice.”
As Yuki ushered Rena to get ready, Rena discreetly watched her, pondering on how this Yuki was so different to the one that her friends saw. When she first introduced Yuki, Rena discovered that Yuki could be shy. It was so different from the image she portrayed to Rena. She had only known Yuki as charismatic and rather bold. That side of her, cutely timid, Rena found she also adored.
However, Rena was still uneasy. As selfish it was, she wanted to know in black and white, what their relationship was. Of course, since their first kiss, they have done many other intimate acts such as going on dates and holding hands. However, nothing went beyond that. Rena wanted to know what Yuki thought of her. And most of all, she wanted to know if they could kiss again.
“Since that day, we never really talked about our feelings.” Rena said, as she casually examined herself in the mirror in pretence, but focussed her gaze of Yuki’s reflected expression.
Yuki sat still for a moment, looking into her lap, while Rena remained standing and staring at her mirror. Suddenly Yuki looked up and her gaze penetrated the mirror and bounced into Rena’s eyes. They were so passionately dark that Rena felt a shiver through her body. Slowly, Yuki stood, walking to Rena until she was right behind her. Rena’s heart stopped when she felt Yuki’s body pressing into her hot back. The hairs on her skin rose as Yuki’s fingertips drifted up Rena’s arms until one cupped the side of Rena’s neck and the other touched Rena’s soft lips, so lightly Yuki touched her lips that it tickled. Rena wondered if Yuki felt her gulp.
“Let me be clear.” Yuki said, as she stared into the mirror, into Rena’s eyes. “I want to kiss you again Rena.”
Rena shivered once more. Her legs felt weak while Yuki’s right hand, which was wrapped almost possessively around her neck, made its way back down until Yuki’s arm went around Rena’s waist, bringing Rena’s body even closer to her.
“Ever since you appeared at the door of that music room, you filled my mind.” Yuki whispered.
The image in front, Rena found endlessly erotic. Her half-hooded eyes, her open mouth, her rising and falling chest, Yuki’s fingertips just on her lips… Rena couldn’t believe she could ever look like that. And the way Yuki’s strong gaze claimed her, as if Rena was hers… it sent another shudder through her.
“I love you more than you can imagine.”
Then, Rena collapsed. However, Yuki was right there to soften her landing. Rena wasn’t sure where all her strength went, but it was replaced with relief. She lightly sniffed as she felt the tears of happiness blur her sight. Rena quickly wiped them away so she could clearly look at Yuki.
“Me too.” Rena said. “I love you Yuki.”
She had never wanted so much to belong to someone. However, Rena already knew, on some level much before, from the first moment she saw Yuki perform, her heart already belonged to Yuki.
***EXPLICIT SCENE***
Before she knew it, Rena captured Yuki’s lips. They were not as she remembered. Yuki’s lips were softer and far more delicious than when Rena first tasted them. So good that she didn’t know how to stop. However, being as inexperienced as she was, Rena soon lost breath and with an instinctive quick gasp of desperation, she felt Yuki’s tongue touch hers. Her hands clutched at Yuki’s arms, steadying herself as the new sensation tingled through her. It was electrifying and Rena knew she was becoming addicted to this new taste. Nevertheless, Yuki drew back, much to Rena’s disappointment. However, her disappointment was quickly replaced by a new gratitude. Seeing Yuki’s face was another pleasure. With her bruised lips and dark eyes, Yuki’s beauty was redefined in Rena’s mind. This was a priceless image.
“Maybe dinner isn’t what you need.” Yuki breathed.
Rena didn’t understand what Yuki meant. However, as Yuki’s fingers began to unbutton her shirt, Rena caught on. Her body shook as she felt Yuki’s mouth on her neck, lightly sucking while her fingers drifting within Rena’s open shirt, brushing against the soft skin. Despite her embarrassment, desire began to pile on top of Rena, Yuki’s touch making her mind go blank. Heat spread through every pore on her body. Rena truly could not hold herself back any more.
Grabbing Yuki’s face, Rena placed her lips on Yuki’s lips, capturing her and swallowing her surprise. Her hands, as if not her own, slid over Yuki’s still clothed chest. Yuki’s soft mew was music to her ears. Even through her dress and bra, Rena could tell how endowed Yuki was, how supple her flesh was, how squeezable her breasts were.
Suddenly, Rena felt Yuki stop and immediately she felt a sinking feeling. Perhaps she had gone too far. However, Yuki must have noticed because she quickly kissed Rena’s lips. Smiling, Yuki took of her dress in one swift movement and Rena was blessed with seeing Yuki in just her underwear. Eyes wide, Rena just simply sat there and let her gaze take in every last detail from every scar, dent and mark. Rena took it all in and loved Yuki’s being entirely. Then, she felt Yuki take her still hands and guide them to her chest. Yuki’s breasts felt like warm marshmallows. Hesitantly, with her chest hammering, Rena caressed them. Rena watched Yuki’s expression change to a rather shy one, as she softly gasped. Rena had never seen Yuki like this. She wanted to see and hear more. Using a bit more force, Rena began to massage Yuki’s breasts and from her reaction, Yuki liked it. Even through her bra, Rena could feel Yuki’s hard nipples. Yet, just the sound of her quiet moans was driving Rena wild. Yearning for more, Rena wondered what Yuki would taste like.
Filled with a sudden urge, Rena lightly bit down onto the protruding flesh. The sudden yelp was like a plucked violin string. Never would she have believed Yuki, the piano player, could create such a noise. She looked up and saw Yuki looking down at her, expectation and desire gleaming in her eyes. This was a sign Rena wanted. However, an even better sign was when she heard Yuki’s bra click and Yuki stripped herself so her top half was completely bare. Now fully unprotected, Rena ravaged Yuki’s breasts like she was possessed.
Yuki’s moans were only encouragement as Rena sucked on Yuki’s nipple. She was as sweet as candy and Rena couldn’t get enough. It especially was pleasurable when Rena flicked her tongue against her hard nub, causing Yuki to clutch Rena closer, her lower body wiggling as she became more turned on. Smiling into Yuki’s breast, she moved on and after some teasing, bit down on the candy. Instantly, Yuki’s back arched and she moaned with increased pitch. Rena found it amazing.
“And you’ve never done this before?” Yuki shakily laughed.
Rena nearly snorted but held it back. Looking at Yuki she smiled.
“I haven’t. Truthfully, I feel really nervous, like my chest is going to explode.”
“Oh really? Let me hear.”
Suddenly, Yuki’s ear was against Rena’s chest. It made Rena’s heart beat even faster.
“Amazing.” muttered Yuki. “It sounds like a symphony of drums.”
Yuki continued to listen to Rena’s chest, while she admired Yuki’s body again. However, not before long, Rena felt Yuki’s hand go around her back and snap her bra open. Then, her hands guided Rena’s shirt and bra off, leaving her top half bare. Rena shivered as Yuki touched her again, even though her face was burning hot seeing Yuki’s loving gaze.
“You really are beautiful Rena.”
Before she could retort, Rena gasped. Yuki had captured one of her already aroused nipples in her mouth, while the other was simultaneously being fondled by Yuki’s skilful fingers. Spasms of pleasure went through Rena while Yuki was played her like an instrument. Soon, Rena felt Yuki’s other hand slide under her skirt, edging ever so closely to her panties.
“W-Wait.” Rena said, suddenly extremely embarrassed knowing that with just one more inch, Yuki would feel the dampness that was ever growing.
Yuki looked at her, stopping all movements.
“What’s wrong?” she asked, concern in her voice.
Rena immediately felt bad. “Nothing. It’s just…”
“What?”
Rena couldn’t answer but Yuki drew back even further, taking her hand back. A sudden coldness went over Rena when she saw the hint of disappointment in Yuki’s eyes that even she couldn’t hide.
“You know Rena, we don’t have to continue if you don’t want to.” Yuki smiled, which hurt Rena even more. “We don’t have to rush.”
When Yuki was about to move away from her completely, Rena grabbed her wrist desperately.
“No, I don’t want to stop.” she exclaimed.
Yuki raised her brow in confusion.
“I don’t want you to stop.” Rena muttered. “I just didn’t want you to…”
“Want me to what?”
“…Find out how much affect you have on me.” Rena whispered.
“Ohh~” Yuki sounded, wearing a now amused expression. “I’m glad.”
Yuki returned to her position, pressing her body close to Rena’s so she could feel Yuki’s breasts press against her. Rena wondered if Yuki felt her hard nipples pressing into Yuki’s. It brought a feverish blush to Rena’s face. Furthermore, Yuki kissed her with a vigour that Rena couldn’t keep up with. It was made even worse when Yuki’s fingers suddenly pressed into the middle of her panties, making her moan in the kiss. Breaking away from Rena, she saw Yuki’s large smirk, her eyes holding a mischievous glint.
“Wow, I didn’t think I had this much effect on you.” Yuki breathed. “You’re so wet.”
The emphasis on the last word made Rena bring her hands to her face to hide her reddening face. However, it just seemed to drive Yuki forward as she began to rub her fingers up and down the area where Rena felt the most. Rena squirmed as Yuki continued to pleasure, Yuki resuming to give attention to her breasts, while still increasing the pressure on her rubbing. Soon, it was becoming too much as the pleasure built inside of Rena.
“Rena.” suddenly said Yuki, looking up at her innocently. “Have you ever masturbated?”
“WHAT?!” Rena exclaimed.
“It’s okay if you haven’t. I’m just asking. Just to let you know, I do.”
Instantly, an image entered Rena’s mind. An image of Yuki, naked, on her bed, her fingers going into herself while she fondled her own breast, her body and face contorted with pleasure, while she moaned Rena’s name. Immediately, another tsunami of arousal hit Rena. It would be a lie to say she had never touched herself, she was a university student and she had a boyfriend before. However, she had never been this intimately involved with someone, both emotionally and physically.
“…Yes.” finally muttered Rena.
Yuki smiled. “Good.”
She then pushed Rena onto the floor, kissed her on the lips, and then began trailing kisses down Rena’s body. While all this was occurring, she could only watch as Yuki descending lower and lower until she was just above her crotch. With a forceful tug, Yuki pulled her skirt off, managing to also pull of Rena’s underwear. Rena held her legs together with embarrassment but Yuki’s smile and warm hands opened them again. She watched as Yuki’s face beamed as she looked down.
“You are so wet Rena.” said Yuki, almost making Rena want to close her legs again. “I’m so happy it was because of me.”
“I told you.” Rena returned, keeping her nervousness in check. “Only you can make me feel like this.”
Yuki smiled again, and then suddenly, when she laid down, Yuki’s fingers rubbed against her wet core. Immediately Rena moan, the sensations sudden and dramatic. It was like the butterflies in her stomach had multiplied by hundreds and they all wanted out. Again, Yuki rubbed up and down, but this time the direct contact was driving Rena crazy. Suddenly, Yuki increased her rhythm and the sensations were blurring into one big ball of stimulation. Against her slit and her clit, both receiving attention, Rena was already at breaking point.
“Y-Yuki.” groaned Rena. “I’m about to-“
Then, in a short second, time stopped. It was as if Rena was suspended in space, like the moment before a musical climax. She felt each pulse as her blood swan through her like a glorious symphony. Then, with a wave and a crash, time turned back on and Rena was washed over by an unexplainable euphoria. She shuddered as the thunderous pleasure shook her slim frame and slowly came to a halt. Breaths came like heavy beats as Rena’s tried to see through her closed eyes and fuzzy mind.
“Already?” Yuki asked incredulously. “I only touched you a bit. And I wanted to see your face as well.”
“I-I’m… sorry.” Rena heaved, still recovering.
“No matter.” Yuki said. “I’ll just make you cum again.”
All of a sudden, Yuki moved up next to Rena so her face was beside Rena’s chest, but her fingers were still comfortably rubbing her click. Then, with no warning, Yuki entered two fingers into Rena’s still pulsing core. Rena, still sensitive from before, was now moaning to no end as Yuki’s fingers continued to explore her. Her fingers reached into Rena, deeper than her own fingers could ever go. At the back of her head, Rena wondered, if it was due to piano that Yuki’s fingers were so delightfully long.
“So deep.” Yuki groaned, sucking on Rena’s nipple.
Rena tightly gripped onto Yuki’s arm, and clawed at the floor. So many pleasurable waves washed over Rena that before long, she was already at the point again.
“Wait! I can’t-”
Suddenly, Yuki stopped. Rena looked down with confusion. Yuki just grinned back.
“Not yet.”
Then, Yuki removed her fingers, and slid up and behind Rena, so Rena was sitting up against her. She then held her hand in front of Rena, showing how they glistened. Even though she couldn’t see, Rena could just imagine Yuki’s smirk. Though embarrassed again, Rena still felt a hint of arousal from the sight. However, the sight was short-lived as Yuki returned her fingers quickly back to Rena’s core, with Rena’s gaze completely focussed on just that. Then, Rena moaned again as Yuki’s fingers entered slowly, making sure Rena felt every single movement. Rena gripped on Yuki’s legs as she widened her own, allowing Yuki to reach even deeper. Now, Rena was truly craving the end she wanted.
“Y-Yuki, I-I’m a-about to c-c-”
“Don’t hold it back Rena.” Yuki breathed, likely biting Rena’s earlobe – her newly discovered weak spot. “I want to see you cum.”
Then, like lightning striking her twice, Rena arched her back with pleasure as electricity ran through every nerve in her body burning the fact that it was Yuki who made her feel this intensity. After what felt like eternity, but was only a few seconds, Rena returned and felt her body relax, as if she had no bones. She breathed shakily as she felt Yuki’s hands rub up and down her body, her kissed against her shoulder and neck.
“Look at yourself Rena.”
Rena opened her eyes, unsure what Yuki meant. But then, in front of her, Rena saw a doppelganger of herself and Yuki, also completely naked and in the same position. Rena realised, they were still in front of her mirror. Immediately, Rena closed her eyes shut, along with her legs.
Rena peaked through her heavy eyelids and saw a sight she never would have imagined. Rena stared at herself, at her post-orgasm state. Between her legs, her core dripped with fulfilled arousal. Sweat glistened on her body like a new coat of paint. It was fascinating. Then she remembered, Yuki was the one that made her feel and look like this. More than just her heart, Rena’s body was also Yuki’s.
Rena watched as Yuki lifted her hand again, showing the gleam of juices on her fingers and hands. Suddenly, Yuki brought her hand to her own mouth and lightly sucked at her fingertips. Amazed and aroused, Rena could only watch the reflected sight, observing intensely how Yuki’s tongue wrapped around her slender digits, her hum of appreciation and the satisfaction on her face.
Yearning nothing more than to return and express the pleasure Rena was given, she turned and kissed Yuki. As Rena tasted Yuki once more, - with an addition of her own sour taste - , together they slowly fell until Rena was above her, pressing and fitting their bodies together. Briefly stopping to once again show her admiration to Yuki’s larger breasts, Rena descended until she was facing Yuki’s core. Yuki’s soft moans and hisses were just encouragement. Rena stared in awe at the glorious sight. She breathed in the unique scent and lightly touched the dripping hole.
“Ah~” softly let out Yuki.
Rena smiled. She was glad she could make Yuki feel this way. However, instead of doing what was expected, Rena wanted to try something different. She licked her lips and drew closer.
“Wait.” Rena heard from Yuki. “Are you sure?” Yuki asked. “You don’t have to.”
Rena smiled; lightly running her fingers around Yuki’s slit, causing her to bit her lip. It was much like her own, especially when it came to showing her arousal, but just slightly darker tone. She simply looked delectable.
“I want to.” Rena said, exhaling hotly into Yuki, making her groan. “Very much.”
Pushing on her hand on Yuki’s stomach, signalling for her to lie back down, Rena smiled when she saw Yuki’s grin. Then, putting all her attention back to Yuki’s lower part, Rena felt a pulse of arousal run through her again. However, she held it back because Rena found, she had the desire of teasing Yuki just a little bit. So, supporting herself upwards just a tab, just so Yuki could see her head, Rena gathered a bit of saliva. Then, opening her mouth and releasing her tongue, Rena dropped a strong of warm liquid that dripped almost perfectly onto Yuki’s slit. Hearing Yuki’s moan of delight, Rena received the result she wanted. Looking up, she grinned when she saw Yuki’s pouting face.
“Mou~ Rena… Please… touch me.”
Another jolt of lust shocked her core, making her happier than she’s ever been. Rena was the cause of Yuki’s desperation. Rena knew this was definitely going to be a happy but unhealthy habit. Without further ado, with excitement running through her, Rena took her first taste of Yuki’s essence. As soon as the taste hit her tongue, she knew she was addicted. Like a song you can’t get out your head, Yuki was that love song. However, she still wanted to tease Yuki, until she yearned for Rena from the deepest part of her soul. Slowly, up and down, like how Yuki’s fingers teased her, Rena licked Yuki’s core. While she savoured Yuki, she memorised the moans and groans and hisses and other nonsensical sounds Yuki was creating with her throat.
Little by little, Yuki’s reactions became more energetic as Rena increased the tempo and the strength of her tongue. If she thought Yuki was beautiful before, watching her thrash wildly with her hands trying to grip the floor, Rena found she was absolutely gorgeous. Inserting her tongue into Yuki, gaining the loudest moan, Rena felt her walls tighten around her muscle. It was wonderful. And Rena knew she was close. She decided to give her a final push. Swiftly inserting and manoeuvring a single finger, from the sounds of Yuki’s moans, Rena knew Yuki was at her peak. Sucking on her protruding clit while at the same time stimulating the same spot within her that caused Yuki to push her hips towards Rena’s mouth and to hold her head against her, Rena felt it all. Yuki was close. And she was the one who was going to push her over the edge.
“ReNA! I’m- I’m-”
Finally, after just a few more movements, Yuki stilled and out of her mouth was the loudest cry yet. An overflow of juices entered her mouth, but Rena was determined to take everything that was Yuki’s. She lightly licked until Yuki fell back for her arched position of pure pleasure, and until she was simply twitching from the aftermath. Rena stopped when she felt Yuki’s hands on her arms, attempting pull her towards her. Smiling, Rena slid back up and pushed against Yuki while she held her tightly. With a final passionate kiss, with no words, they lied with pure contentment. Rena forgot about tomorrow and forgot about her worries. She just closed her eyes as she laid beside Yuki, holding each other, listening to each other’s hearts beat in unison and harmony until she fell asleep in peace.
*** EXPLICIT END ***
When Rena awoke, she found Yuki was staring at her. Smiling with pure glee, Rena couldn’t help but peck Yuki’s lips. Yuki grinned, returning the gesture. Continuing to just lie down, they looked at each other, basking in the opposite’s presence, each thinking that this was heaven.
“What are you going to call your piece?” Yuki asked in a hushed tone, not wanting to ruin the atmosphere.
Rena thought for a moment and then she suddenly thought of a very appropriate name.
The next day, the audience stood when the final performance was over, their applause the loudest music heard. Rena stood with her violin in one hand, bow in the other, and then bowed, ecstasy running through her veins. She beamed as she stood and stared into the crowd, seeing amongst them was Yuki who smiled, clapping as if her life depending on it.
Rena’s performance was over. She had played flawlessly.
***OMAKE***
Yuki and Rena clinked their glasses of champagne, proud of the success of the recital.
“I’m surprised.” Yuki said, sipping at her drink.
“Of what?” Rena asked. “That I played so well?”
“In a way.”
“What do you mean?” Rena retorted, hurt that Yuki did not believe in her as she had said.
Yuki looked at her and placed her glass down at the table. Then, she turned around and suddenly lifted her shirt. Wide-eyed, Rena just stared at her with confusion.
“Didn’t you get carpet burns?” Yuki asked incredulously.
Suddenly, Rena saw the deep red marks across Yuki’s back.
“My mother was saying that it was the most emotional performance I had ever given.” Yuki pouted. “I can’t even imagine what her face would look like if I told her it was because I was trying to keep myself from crying from the pain of having intense floor sex.”
Even though she felt guilty, Rena couldn’t help but laugh and laugh, the tinkling melody making everything feel a bit lighter.
"Hey, I'm fine. You don't need to came over at my place." Rena explained to the other girl in her room. The girl only shook her head in respond.
"Hm, I want to. Can't I see my gorgeous girlfriend?"
"That's not what I meant. I just don't want to spread my germs to you, Yuki." Rena replied with a cute pout plastered on her face. Yuki pinches the younger girl nose and she positioned herself beside Rena.
"You will not. Well, if you do, I don't mind at all. You'll take care of me anyway." Yuki said and she gave Rena her big grins. Rena only sighed in defeat. Rena made herself comfortable and she leaned her head on Yuki shoulder. Yuki smiled and she started to play with Rena hair.
"I miss you.." Yuki suddenly said. Rena looked up and greeted by Yuki pouts. Rena chuckled, she didn't understand how Yuki can be so tsundere at times but cute at the other times.
"I miss you too. I'm sorry that I've been busy with my schedules."
"You know Rena, 'Sorry' isn't enough."
"Then, what should I do?" Rena asked back.
"This.." Yuki cupped Rena face with her hands and slowly, she captured Rena lips with hers. Rena was surprised with Yuki sudden action and wanted to push Yuki away since she doesn't want to pass her illness to Yuki. But then, she gave up on doing so since Yuki was kissing her passionately. Rena felt Yuki tongue is asking for a permission to enter her mouth. She didn't give a damn about germs or whatever anymore as she opened her mouth to make an entrance for Yuki tongue.
"I thought...you were sick.." Yuki managed to say between their kisses. Their lips parted from each other just because they needed to breathe.
"Don't blame me if you're sick later." Rena said teasingly. Chuckling, Yuki only gave the latter her infamous winks.
"Let's sleep, you need to rest" Yuki said. Rena obediently lay down on her comfy bed and she was tugging on Yuki arms, pleading the older girl to join her. Yuki grinned and she laid down her body just beside Rena. Rena snuggled closer to Yuki as soon as the older girl lying on her bed.
"You smell good as always, I love it." Rena said while inhaling Yuki sweet scent.
"Glad to hear that." Yuki replied with a laugh followed after.
"Good night." Rena mumbled. It didn't take a long time for her to fell asleep. Yuki smiled and secretly she planted a small kiss on Rena forehead.
Part 4 of Love life...the fanfic that quite long in my opinion..haha, just need to adding words as it 95% done..huhu..thus, I will update quite fast if I finish it fast..hihi..
