A/N- This is a one shot Yuri fan fiction, don’t ask for more, if you want more Shuro/Aya shoujo-ai read Blood Bonds or Maybe just Maybe but this is just a one shot, my first Yuri so please be critical. And this takes place... well where my usual ShuroxAya fics do, about book 7 of the manga.

 

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            The Aogiri Dance School was shrouded in the darkness of night, at this late hour of the night, when everyone had laid head to pillow and was in a sweet dreamland, the androgynous visitor to the dance school stood in the doorway to Aya’s room. The younger blonde, however, didn’t seem to be sleeping peacefully. Even in the darkness, Shuro could see faint trails of tears winding down Aya’s cheeks, her chest rising and falling irregularly as if she were sobbing.

 

            Shuro knew Aya’s pain, the pain of being apart; feeling as though you’ll never see your lover again. Though, Shuro knew Aya’s pain must be infinitely worse than her own. As facts stood, Kei was gone, and there was no way he could come back, Shuro would simply have to make it a point to move on in life. Tooya on the other hand was alive, out somewhere, facing dangers Aya could barely imagine. What if another run-in with Wei Feili took Tooya’s life without giving Aya a chance to say goodbye?

 

            Shuro watched the 16-year-old as she tangled herself in the clean white linens, as she tossed and turned in nightmare. Shuro took a few steps into the room, wary to not be mistaken for Yuuhi (despite the fact that he was out of Tokyo, Aya probably wouldn’t realize that having just woke up) for she knew the consequences. Now she could see that the blonde had broken out in a cold sweat, teeth gritted in anguish, tears flowing from her eyes now. “TOOOOOOOOOOOYAAAAAAAAA!” She shouted as she bolted upright.

 

            She peered around the darkness and shakily let out a breath of relief, knowing that what she had seen was simply a dream. Her eyes closed letting a few more silvery tears trickle from her ice colored eyes. She felt a hand fall lightly on her shoulder and looked up into the eyes of the tomboy beside her.

 

            “Aya-chan, are you alright?” The older teen clad in a baggy gray t-shirt whispered as she sat down on the edge of Aya’s futon. The blonde nodded “It was just a nightmare, nothing to worry yourself about, Shuro-san.” A forced smile crossed her lips. Being as keen as she was, Shuro saw the nature of it.

 

            “You don’t have to pretend to be happy all the time, Aya.” She said

 

            “Wh...what? I’m not pretending... I’m happy, see?” Her false smile widened.

 

            Shuro reached out and brushed some of the tears from Aya’s cheeks. “Everyone knows how you feel about Tooya. Everyone knows you miss him, it’s okay to be sad, Aya. You’re strong but that doesn’t mean you have to bottle everything up, it’s really bad for you.” She allowed her fingers to trace Aya’s jaw line.

 

            “But...” Aya searched for what to say next, “... I do... have to be strong... every day someone is dying, whether it’s another C-genome or one of Kagami’s goons, it’s true and it’s happening because of me! Because of Ceres!”

 

            “Stop talking like that!” Shuro scolded, still keeping her voice to a whisper, “Aya, C-project is not your fault!”

 

            “It would’ve been better if I never met Tooya!”

 

            “If you never met him, you’d be dead, Aya!”

 

            “If I was dead then Dad would be alive, mom wouldn’t be in a coma, Aki wouldn’t have changed, C-project would never have begun; so many lives would’ve been spared! Kei would still be alive, Shuro! YOU’D STILL BE GESANG! YOU’D STILL HAVE H...”

 

            Aya was cut short by the gentle press of Shuro’s lips against hers. She felt slightly stiff and rigid for a moment, but she didn’t pull away, instead she simply sat there and let the slight warmth of the kiss fill her and oddly her pain was lessened a bit. But it was still nothing like Tooya’s kiss.

 

            Shuro pulled away, she let her fore and middle finger of her right hand rest very lightly on her lips as if realizing a sweet taste lingered on them.  “Sorry... I had to get you to shut up somehow.”

 

            Aya shook her head “I was getting out of control... but still... I feel badly... I mean...”

            “If you start with that ‘it’s-my-fault’ crap again, I swear I will...”

 

            “But it IS my...”

 

            She was cut off again, by the taste of Shuro’s lips. It was a deeper kiss this time, and the warmth within it was greater. More of Aya’s pain subsided but she still wanted to cry. What if Tooya were to see this? What would he say? What would he think? With his stoic nature, Aya may never know.

 

            Shuro pulled away again, “I warned you.” She looked into Aya’s ice blue eyes, the were shimmering with a longing but Shuro couldn’t tell if it was a longing for her or a longing for Tooya.

 

            “Shuro...” Aya started to speak but stopped as she saw Shuro coming in dangerously close for another kiss. “You didn’t let me finish.”

            Shuro ignored Aya’s words and pressed her lips to the other girl’s. Aya savored this kiss and unconsciously slipped her arms around Shuro’s waist as she felt the singer leaning against her. She recalled the very first kiss they ever shared. This kiss was completely different, leaving Aya with no desire to slap the star across her face.

 

            Shuro was slightly surprised that Aya wasn’t resisting the kiss; actually she was accepting it, returning it. The older girl pressed her tongue into Aya’s mouth allowing her tongue to touch Aya’s. At this the blonde’s eyes shot open but seeing Shuro with eyes closed seeming to be in bliss she humored her and relaxed, allowing her eyelids to slide over her tired eyes.

 

            A soft thud and the two girls lay on their sides facing one another on the futon, the need for air having forced them apart. “I thought... you didn’t like...girls” Aya said between gasps for air.

 

            “So did I...”

 

            The two lay in complete hush, their eyes fixed on each other until Shuro noticed pools of tears welling up in the blonde’s eyes. Aya looked as though she was about to cry. Shuro reached out gently caressing her cheek “Aya, what’s wrong?”

 

            “This isn’t fair... this isn’t fair to Tooya at all... he’s trusting me but... being without him... hurts so much... but somehow you’ve made that pain go away.. I hate myself for it... I feel so cheap...”

 

            Shuro pulled her close allowing Aya for bury her face against her small but still existent breasts. “Aya-chan... it’s alright... pain is natural... and it’s natural to look for a way to get rid of it, the way I’ve been looking for a way to shed the pain of losing Kei.”

 

            Aya’s thin form shuddered as she sobbed again “I know... and that’s my fault too!”

 

            Shuro placed her hand under Aya’s chin and guided her face up to look her in the eyes, “I told you what would happen if you said that again...”

 

            Aya took a shaky breath in, “I know.” She managed to say, “But Shuro... I feel horrible; you’re in a lot of pain because of this...”

 

            “Aya... you’re in pain too and...”

 

            “I want to help you forget” The two said simultaneously.  

 

            The two girls sat up as Shuro pulled Aya into a tight embrace unzipping the back of her sleeveless nightgown. As she playfully slid the straps off Aya’s shoulders she placed a kiss at the base of her ear leading a trail of kisses down her neck and shoulder. She pulled away and watched as Aya’s nightgown slid down revealing her beautifully formed upper body.

 

            A pale blush crept across Aya’s cheeks as she leaned forward against the singer sliding completely out of her night gown, clad now only in her lacy white panties.  She moved her hands slowly up Shuro’s shirt resting her hand against Shuro’s left breast for a moment before pulling it off completely.

 

            Shuro rolled over, Aya on her back underneath her as she balanced on her hands and knees.

 

            “Sh-shuro...” Aya whispered

 

            “Yes?” Shuro leaned in closer

            “Are you sure we should be doing this?”

 

            Shuro ran her tongue along Aya’s jaw line “Why do you say that?”

            “What if Yuuhi or Chidori...”

 

            “They’re in Miyagi...” Shuro reminded her as she rest her hand just below Aya’s navel

 

            “Or Suzumi...”

 

            “She went to the main branch to talk to her father in law for a while...” Shuro allowed her hand to wander down into Aya’s panties.

 

            “Or... or... Mrs. Q...”

 

            “Aya... shut up already...” Shuro pressed her lips firmly and passionately to Aya’s as with one hand she pressed her fingers into Aya’s pussy. Shuro felt Aya’s lips tremble before a soft moan escaped. Shuro grinned as she pressed her fingers in deeper. As Aya’s passionate groaning continued each time Shuro thrust her two fingers in and out of her, the older girl lead a trail of kisses from her chin, down her neck, over her breast bone and ended up sucking Aya’s left nipple.

 

            Up until that point, Aya had simple been accepting this new wonderful warmth, she had been embracing the fact that she knew it was wrong, that she was cheating on Tooya with a girl no less, but each time Shuro forced her fingers within her the thoughts slowly sunk into her subconscious mind left only with thoughts of Shuro as she began to move her hips in time with Shuro’s movements.

 

            With each breath Aya took her only concern now was the beautiful girl in front of her. When it seemed appropriate, after Shuro had withdrawn her fingers from Aya, Aya rolled over forcing Shuro onto her back beneath her.  She pulled off Shuro’s panties which had not come off earlier and began to kiss her labia, lips making their war seemingly through each fold. It was her turn to make Shuro forget now and she was sure she was succeeding as she heard Shuro’s soft moans when she allowed her tongue to gently explore Shuro’s clit. “Oh Aya...”

 

            Almost shyly Aya began to pull away but Shuro’s pleas made her decide otherwise as she continued to lick and kiss her vagina. After her mouth’s passionate assault on Shuro’s pussy she moved forward and pressed her knee between her legs as she led a trail of kisses from Shuro’s navel up to her breast sucking gently on her right nipple for a while as Shuro arched her back still groaning passionately as she rubbed herself against Aya’s leg. Aya continued the trail which ended with her tongue in Shuro’s mouth.

 

            The two girls separated again when they needed air, the lay there staring deeply into each other’s eyes, Shuro now knew that the longing in Aya’s eyes was for her. Surely they could have gone on until the sun rose but they were cut off by a car coming up the drive.

 

            “I guess... Suzumi came... back early” Shuro said between deep breaths

 

            Aya leaned down, nibbling on Shuro’s ear and muttering a thanks and a suggestion of sleep. She lay down and curled up against Shuro’s body. Shuro smiled at the younger girl. After she had fallen asleep she smiled. Her flesh was warm and velvet, she wasn’t shaking or sobbing. A peaceful smile, a true smile, adorned her angelic face. Shuro didn’t want to fall asleep because somehow she knew when they woke up Aya would be Tooya’s again.