Wind ruffled in past curtains such a dark green they were almost black, cooling the room and stirring the ceiling fan as Kodachi typed away steadily, gnawing at her lower lip thoughtfully. She'd finished homework hours ago (and really, Marquis-sensei knew less about chemistry than *she* did!) and figured she'd have enough time to herself while Dorothy was at basketball practice to get this fic up on her webpage!
With care, she pushed her India cotton skirt down so that it covered her feet and curled up against the headboard with the laptop settled on her thighs. This room really was quite suited to the two of them. They'd put the beds together within the hour of their arrival and made it up with cream coloured sheets[1] and the almost black bedspread. When asked, they simply said that it was easier than building a loft. Since no one seemed to believe either of them could ever be interested in the other 'that way' due to the way Kodachi ran after Ranma (and Dorothy sometimes chased Quatre; but that was more out of a sense of mischief than anything else!), they were quite safe in their habits... so long as they remembered to lock the door!
The door opened and shut quickly as Kodachi looked up from the screen at her roommate. Dorothy was in a dishevelled state, her cheeks bright with color, almost silver hair ruffled wildly. "You won't BELIEVE what I just saw!" she laughed, kicking off her shoes next to the desk and plopping down on the bed next to Kodachi.
"Probably not," Kodachi agreed, fingers stilling on the keyboard. "What did you see?"
A soft snicker echoed. "Duo and Heero, fucking like bunnies!"
"No!" Kodachi gasped, suddenly beginning to laugh, soft snickers that echoed to wild whoops of laughter, frightening Ranma where he stood at the fountain and sending him running for the dubious safety of his dorm room."They weren't!! WHERE...!?"
"In the girl's gym room!! Noin-sensei got an eyeful! Five bucks says both of them have hot bottoms before the day is out!" Dorothy almost purred, incredibly cheerful about it.
The snickering laughter finally settled down to the occasional snort as Kodachi held her belly. "Oh, GOD! Oh, that's too good!"
Dorothy grinned. "Figured you'd think so. You working on homework?"
A dark eyebrow rose as a smirk crossed Kodachi's face. "Ficking," she murmured, cornflower stained silver eyes sparkling. "You know Marquis-sensei's homework is boring and easy!"
"Ooo! Oo! I know what it is! It's more of that Magical Mystery Girl Firedancer and her Menagerie, isn't it?!" Dorothy demanded. "Have you got to the lemon yet!?"
"Dotty-chan!" Kodachi chided gently. "You know it's not *really* yuri..."
Dorothy flung herself back on the bed, shorts riding up as she squirmed, smirking at Kodachi. "I know. But a girl can dream, right? And there *aren't* any boys in that story except the gay ones..."
"Well, that's true," Kodachi granted. Siva, Dhar, Catorce and Ryoujin *were* all just as queer as a three dollar bill... "All right. A little yuri, just for you!"
The End
Note:
[1] Aren't sheets just a pain? Dark sheets announce to the world when you have and have not had sex. Light sheets stain if you bleed on them. There's no halfway unless you get patterned sheets... *sulk* And gingham sheets, much as *I* like them, aren't Dorothy or Kodachi...
Tzigane -- Please send feedback to the author at: wufeinomiko@crosswinds.net
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