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@Ugii Especially since then, HR can’t really get on your case about it...
@Flamelord It’s not womanizing if it’s a mutual arrangement.
Ramona Saturday

"Pyrrha"





Earlier that morning...

==~==

Ramona stirred, trying to blink the bleariness of sleep from her eyes. She made a long, drawn-out sound, halfway between a yawn and a sigh, as she realized what had happened.

Up before the alarm again... it's been a week. Can't I get a decent night's sleep anymore...? She concentrated on the weight of the arm thrown over her chest, as well as the warmth of the bodies on either side of her. She smiled in spite of herself. Wish I could sleep in with you guys... but I guess that's not happening today. Slowly, carefully, she tried to lift herself out of the bed without waking her partners, only for the weight of the arm on her chest to suddenly clamp down in a firm-yet-gentle vicegrip, pinning her to the bed. She rolled her eyes.

"Katja," she whispered reproachfully.

"...mmno..."

"Katja."

"...moar... snugl..."

"Katja, I'm already awake, may as well make something of the day. Now let me up, before you wake Izzy."

Said bluette's arrival into the waking world was announced by a slender, but no less firm arm sliding around her midsection, doubly confining her. "Too late."

"...Zzy..." came the sleepy, yet obviously joyful reply. Ramona rolled her eyes.

"I still have a commission to finish. I have to get down to the shop." The slender arm pulled tighter around her waist.

"Commission-shmommission. You have until the end of the month to finish. Take a day. Spend some time with us~" purred Izzy. A happy sigh from the other side of her announced Katja's wholehearted approval of this plan. Ramona was about to protest, when the lips that were so close to her ear before suddenly closed around it, nibbling lightly. She gasped. Izzy, you bitch. Using my weak points against me... She huffed once more in halfhearted protest before resigning.

"Twenty minutes... okay...? I can spare that much..."




7:45 PM

==~==

Ramona glowered at her girlfriends from across the dining room table, though the glare was mitigated somewhat by the flush on her cheeks, and the relaxation evident in her posture. A whole day, wasted. Well... not that she really regretted it, but still, the job! Katja was busily ignoring her, stuffing her face full of her dinner, while Izzy simply stared back at her and smiled. Ramona valiantly tried and failed to muster up the irritation necessary, before giving up and digging into her own plate of breakfast. Satisfied, Izzy picked up her drink and walked toward the living room, planting a kiss on Ramona's forehead before slipping away. Ramona sighed, then looked over at Katja, a small smile gracing her face.

"You coming with me to the shop tomorrow?" she asked, chipper as she could manage.

"Hwhubt?" said Katja, mouth full of steak and potato. Ramona resisted the urge to snicker before reiterating.

"I asked if you were gonna come help me at the shop tomorrow. I'm obviously not going in tonight, but I'm still kinda behind on the Buster Sword commission, and I could use a little help on some of the details."

Katja pondered this for a moment, then finished chewing and spoke. "Can't. Got an appointment with a client- apparently he's training for a marathon."

Ramona pouted. "Any chance you could stop by later? When you're done...?" Katja smiled teasingly at her almost-pleading tone.

"We'll see how I feel then," she said, punctuating her sentence with a wink. Ramona resisted the urge to melt into a puddle. Of course, all good things must come to an end...

"Uhhh... babe?" called Izzy from the other room.

"Yeah?" "Huh?"

"Smaller babe."

"What is it?" called Ramona.

"Those girls you hung out with... when you were younger..." Ramona felt something in her gut churn slightly. "They were called 'Justice Heart,' right...?"

Ramona swallowed. "...W-Why do you ask...?" Silence for a few seconds. And then...

"...You're gonna want to see this."

Ramona rose on shaky legs and walked to the living room, where Izzy had the TV on, staring open-mouthed at the news report that was displayed on the screen. Ramona watched for a minute or two, silent, dumbstruck, as the information took its time to register in her mind. Then, slowly but surely, a wide, feral grin crossed her face. How very... interesting.

Izzy came up behind her, putting a hand on her shoulder. "Is... everything okay?"

Ramona turned to her, still grinning widely. "Katja?" she called back toward the kitchen. "I'm gonna need the motorcycle real quick!"




Current time
Justice Heart Hideout


==~==

Any discussions and negotiations of duties or what-have-you was interrupted by the door of the hideout quite literally being kicked inward, revealing the petite redhead in motorcycle leathers standing in the doorway. She wrinkled her nose at the sight that greeted her.

"Jesus H.B. Christ, we were tacky when we were kids," she said, looking around at the decor, before focusing back onto the assembled former teammates before her.

"How's it hangin', bitches? Anyone wanna explain to me why there was a monster party and I wasn't invited??"
@RabidAnubis Yay! Thanks!
Mako Moritomi//Sadaomi Beach

Saturday, August 1, 2015





On the train ride home, Mako, obviously, sat next to Sato. Half-asleep, he laced his fingers with Sato's, holding on tightly. He tried to ignore the fact that his heart was still thudding in his chest as he pondered what Sato had asked earlier. He hadn't really had a chance to answer, given that he'd been interrupted, but damn if he hadn't had plenty of time to think about it. What was he planning on doing when he graduated? Granted, he'd have time to decide, but his concern was that Sato would graduate before him. Was he planning on leaving straight away? Did he want to stay in town until Mako was ready to leave? What--

Sato's hand shifted in his, sending the butterflies in his stomach into a flurry. He pondered this, then finally calmed himself down. What did it matter? Whatever his future entailed, he knew for sure that Sato would figure into that. He'd come too far to get this to just give up on their relationship now. He turned to his boyfriend with a small smile, and pressed a kiss to his cheek.

"I have an answer for you. To your question from earlier," he said quietly. "I don't quite know what my future holds right now. Except for one thing: you. After everything that happened to get us here, I don't want to give it up. No matter what else might still be coming." He looked Sato straight in the eyes. "I have the grades to do pretty much whatever I want after I graduate, if I work for it. So... if you're fine with waiting for me, when you go to University... I can follow you. I will follow you, if that's what you want. Because I love you. And I want this," he said, squeezing Sato's hand for emphasis, "for as long as you'll let me have it."

Having said his piece, Mako leaned in and kissed Sato- not the quick peck they'd shared at the beach. This one... was lasting. The kind of kiss that sent his brain short-circuiting and that he could feel all the way down to his toes. Reluctantly, after what must have been days and nights, he slowly broke away from the kiss, smiling at the upperclassman.

"I love you. And whatever happens, whatever we decide to do... we'll figure it out. Together."




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I’ll be finishing my CS tonight.
@RabidAnubis Alright, thanks! I’m off work in three hours, i’ll work on something then~
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