rlm@2: Lovers of the Past rlm@2: Part I: In The Mood rlm@2: By: PsychoKittenSenshi611 rlm@2: rlm@2: rlm@2: The club was as packed as it possibly could be on a Saturday night. A rlm@2: young woman, short black hair shining even in the dim light, slid up to the rlm@2: bar, her long skirts flowing as she sat on a stool. She was an eye-catcher rlm@2: in that beautiful black dress, the short sleeves revealing delicate white rlm@2: flesh on her arms, the wrinkled skirts flowing up every so often and would rlm@2: reveal glimpses of little white ankles. Her small feet were covered by rlm@2: little black shoes, matching the dress with perfection. Her gloves where rlm@2: white with a black rim around the wrist, completing the delicate ensemble. rlm@2: She was gorgeous. rlm@2: But, somehow, she managed to fade into the background of the dancers, rlm@2: her small frame blending in with some strange force into the area of the bar. rlm@2: She would glance around, noticing people who stood out more than others, but rlm@2: they did not notice her. No matter how gorgeous she was. rlm@2: The swing music emerged from the large band, beckoning her onto the rlm@2: wooden dance floor. She did not comply. She would tap her feet and shake rlm@2: her small hips on her stool, but she did not dance. The bartender noticed rlm@2: her by accident, staring off into space and catching a glimpse of shining rlm@2: black hair. He focused fully on her, in all her glory, as she threw her head rlm@2: back, her entire body shaking to the intoxicating music. His young body rlm@2: could not deal with this beauty, and his knees shook in his new pinstriped rlm@2: suit. rlm@2: She was gorgeous. rlm@2: But, she would not dance. rlm@2: Something caught this black beauty's eye, and she glanced in the rlm@2: direction of it. A whir of pink, followed by the swishing of white skirts, rlm@2: and the bubbling sound of beautiful laughter. She was transfixed at the rlm@2: sight before her. Long pink hair flowing as beautifully as the white skirts rlm@2: that whirled around her ankles. Small white-clad feet tapped expertly on the rlm@2: dance-floor, and were swept upward as this flower's partner lifted her up and rlm@2: swung her around. Flips, dips, whirls, and turns...this beauty was not to go rlm@2: unnoticed. To our little black darling, though, she was something much more. rlm@2: She was gorgeous. rlm@2: "Bartender!" The small voice dripped with urgency and need. The young rlm@2: man, intoxicated by her and his self-esteem rising, hurried over to her, his rlm@2: eyes not leaving the front of her dress. rlm@2: "Yes?" He replied, in a slightly seductive tone. rlm@2: She either ignored it or didn't notice. "Who is that woman, over rlm@2: there?" A long, white-gloved hand motioned to the pink-haired seductress. rlm@2: "Oh, you mean Bunny?" He smiled, memories flooding his mind. rlm@2: "Bunny..." The black-haired woman rolled it around on her tongue. "Is rlm@2: that her real name?" rlm@2: "Yes," he smiled again. "Well, her real name is Little Rabbit, but rlm@2: everyone calls her Bunny." rlm@2: "Oh," came the reply. "I see." She hadn't looked at the young man the rlm@2: entire time, her eyes transfixed on Bunny. Something about her enchanted our rlm@2: black beauty, and made her want to walk up to her and kiss that pink haired rlm@2: rabbit right in the middle of the dance floor, filled with people. Something rlm@2: about this little rabbit made her want to get off of her stool of safety and rlm@2: enter her world. rlm@2: The bartender leaned over the counter, trying to catch her attention. rlm@2: "And what," he began, "is your name?" rlm@2: She turned back to him slowly, wondering what to say. "My name?" She rlm@2: said again, and her mind cleared for a second. "Oh. I'm Firefly." rlm@2: He smiled. "Glad to meet you, Firefly." rlm@2: Engrained politeness forced her to smile back at him and clear her rlm@2: throat. "And what, may I ask, is your name?" rlm@2: He smiled wider, glad she was showing interest in him. "I'm Seiya." rlm@2: The strangeness of his name made her take a closer look at him. He was rlm@2: really quite handsome, large navy blue eyes whose depths could sink a woman rlm@2: daring enough to wade into their waters. She took in the sharp angles of his rlm@2: face, the short and stylish hair cut, and the well-tailored suit that he rlm@2: wore. Over the high counter on the bar she couldn't see much else, even if rlm@2: she had been standing. She blushed a little in spite of herself, noticing rlm@2: finally that he was VERY interested in her. "That's an interesting name..." rlm@2: She commented, trying to break the still air between the two. rlm@2: "I know. I don't know what my parents were thinking!" He chuckled, rlm@2: and she joined in, relieved. "What brings you here tonight, Firefly? Here rlm@2: for the dancing, the music," he paused, weighing his words carefully. "Or rlm@2: are you meeting someone?" rlm@2: She blushed again. This wasn't working out well. "No, I'm not meeting rlm@2: anyone at all." She turned away from his now eager eyes, just in time to rlm@2: catch a glimpse of that whirl of pink before it slammed into her. rlm@2: The entire ordeal was utterly embarrassing. Bunny had been dancing, rlm@2: just having a good time, when suddenly her partner decided to try out a new rlm@2: move. He had wanted to throw her up in the air and catch her as she spun rlm@2: down into his arms, but it hadn't quite worked out the way he had wanted it rlm@2: to. He had thrown her, all right, but she was so surprised she had pulled rlm@2: away in mid-air, and ended up going backwards and slamming, quite painfully, rlm@2: into the bar. Now she lay sprawled on top of someone she didn't recognize, a rlm@2: stool going painfully into her hip, and her hair caught underneath someone rlm@2: else's foot. Or maybe it was her foot. She couldn't tell. She knew it was rlm@2: caught somewhere, though. rlm@2: Firefly groaned at the weight that pressed down on her. She rubbed her rlm@2: head with her left hand and sat up on her right elbow before opening her rlm@2: eyes. The mysterious girl, Bunny, was inches from her face, red eyes staring rlm@2: into dark purple ones. rlm@2: She screamed. rlm@2: Bunny, more than just a little perplexed, covered her ears and squeezed rlm@2: both eyes shut. When the loud noise finally stopped, she opened one eye, rlm@2: making for a very cute little figure. When she saw the somewhat startled and rlm@2: very beautiful Firefly before her, however, she opened both eyes again, and rlm@2: stared. rlm@2: The moment was awkward. Dark purple staring into dark red, both women rlm@2: sprawled out on the floor with a couple stools between them. It seemed like rlm@2: an eternity before Seiya ran to help both of them up...yes, an eternity, a rlm@2: wonderful and blissful eternity that sparked something between two very rlm@2: beautiful young women. Seiya brought them both into a back room to tend to rlm@2: their wounds, but they had just barely noticed them. All they saw was dark rlm@2: purple and dark red. That's all. rlm@2: Oh! She was so beautiful! Bunny had never seen such beauty wrapped up rlm@2: in one gloriously petite package. She had never seen such a deep shade of rlm@2: purple, let alone in eyes as glorious as this. How could she have not rlm@2: noticed this woman before? This dark, mysterious, beautiful woman? rlm@2: Firefly was enchanted. Perhaps it was that hair, such a cute little rlm@2: shade of pink. Perhaps it was those eyes, red and perfect and wonderful. rlm@2: Perhaps it was the cute figure of this petite woman, shown off perfectly in rlm@2: that beautiful white dress. Whatever it was, her senses lived in it, reveled rlm@2: in it, and wouldn't let her forget that wonderful look in those red eyes. rlm@2: Seiya sat them down on two crates in the storage room. He watched rlm@2: them, an eyebrow raised in a silent question. Why were they staring at each rlm@2: other like that? He'd never seen that kind of look before. He turned their rlm@2: faces toward him, and cleared his throat. "Hey ladies, that was a pretty rlm@2: hard fall. Are you cats alright?" rlm@2: Bunny's head cleared, and she spoke up. "Oh, I'm alright...just a little rlm@2: banged up." She breathed out slowly, her face turning the same shade as her rlm@2: eyes. "And embarrassed." rlm@2: Seiya laughed. "I would be too. But hey, that's what you get if rlm@2: you're swinging with Helios!" rlm@2: Bunny sulked. "Yeah, thanks. I feel SO much better now." rlm@2: "Don't worry about it." The soft voice emerged from the woman beside rlm@2: her, and she turned to look at her, red eyes wide. "Anyone with half a brain rlm@2: could see it wasn't your fault." Firefly smiled. rlm@2: Bunny swallowed hard. She was trying to fight this overwhelming heat rlm@2: that emerged from her belly when she looked at this enchantress. "Th...Thank rlm@2: you." She swallowed hard again. "But, I apologize anyway, because I can rlm@2: tell it probably hurt!" She tried to break the mood with a small chuckle, rlm@2: and succeeded in getting a wider smile and giggle out of the other woman. rlm@2: "Hey you two lovely cats, I'm going to get some Band-Aids and wash- rlm@2: cloths. I'll be back in a second." Seiya opened the door and closed it rlm@2: softly, leaving the two women in the small storage room all by themselves. rlm@2: Bunny was the first to break the silence. "Since I crashed into you rlm@2: and all...I thought it'd be nice if...if we could call each other by our first rlm@2: names." rlm@2: "Alright." Firefly nodded. rlm@2: "So what's yours?" rlm@2: "Firefly." rlm@2: "I'm..." rlm@2: "Bunny. I know." rlm@2: "How do you know?" rlm@2: Firefly smiled. "Seiya told me." rlm@2: "Oh. You know Seiya?" rlm@2: "Not really. I just met him tonight. I asked him what your name was." rlm@2: "Really? Why?" rlm@2: "Because..." She swallowed the lump in her throat. "I noticed you rlm@2: dancing, and thought you were the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen." rlm@2: Bunny could have fainted. She had never heard anything like that ever rlm@2: said to her before. Where did this come from? This overwhelming feeling rlm@2: that something was RIGHT about this? This feeling that they had met before, rlm@2: in another time, another place? That she had kissed this woman, held this rlm@2: woman, comforted this woman, and made love to this woman? "I...thank you." rlm@2: "You're welcome." Firefly turned away from those red eyes. rlm@2: "You...you're very beautiful yourself, you know. I've never seen anyone rlm@2: like you before." Bunny smiled. "You have very lovely eyes, Firefly." rlm@2: Firefly smiled at the complement. "Thank you, Bunny." Doing something rlm@2: that was mainly from her instincts alone, she placed a white-gloved hand over rlm@2: Bunny's bare one, not thinking at all. She didn't know Bunny would suck in rlm@2: her breath at the sudden contact, her chest heaving with the sweet ache of it rlm@2: all. She didn't know the smaller, pink haired girl would lean in and kiss rlm@2: her sweetly on the lips. rlm@2: But if she had known this, she would have done it anyway. rlm@2: Bunny's lips brushed her own lightly, and she could have melted right rlm@2: onto that crate. When they pulled away from each other, they realized what rlm@2: they had done, what they had given into, and blushed. Firefly tried to make rlm@2: her hand pull away from Bunny's, but her body wouldn't respond. Instead, rlm@2: taking on a mind of it's own, her hand slid around Bunny's waist and pulled rlm@2: her half on top of her. The only slightly smaller girl had her hands in rlm@2: between them, resting just above Firefly's breasts. Her left leg was trapped rlm@2: between Firefly's other two, pulsing with some uncontrollable heat. rlm@2: Firefly's body still in charge, she dipped her head low and kissed Bunny rlm@2: fiercely, deepening the kiss more than they both thought possible. rlm@2: Her perfume was like a drug, Bunny thought. It got her higher than rlm@2: anything had ever before. She couldn't imagine something that made her feel rlm@2: half this good. What reminded her of these kisses? She didn't know. No one rlm@2: had ever kissed her like this, not this passionately, not this wonderfully, rlm@2: not this meaningfully. No one had ever held her like this, so warm and rlm@2: inviting and comfortable and RIGHT. No one had ever reminded her of home, rlm@2: not like this woman before her in the long black dress who's eyes were a deep rlm@2: purple like the endless night sky. rlm@2: When the kiss did end, they pulled away slowly, swollen lips still rlm@2: puckered. Bunny licked her lips, tasting the sweet honey of the Firefly rlm@2: before her. She tried, in vain, to move from her slightly uncomfortable rlm@2: condition, but her body stopped her. She couldn't control her next move, a rlm@2: thought that would normally be scary but didn't frighten her in the least. rlm@2: "Firefly, you're a wonderful kisser..." Bunny's lips were mere inches rlm@2: from Firefly's. A small hand traveled up Firefly's thigh, tickling and rlm@2: exciting at the same time. She didn't know where her skirt began or ended, rlm@2: but realized that the way they were sitting must have folded her skirt way up rlm@2: beneath her. That wasn't a problem, concerning the circumstances. rlm@2: The hand came to rest underneath her skirts at her hip, feeling along rlm@2: her hipbone and just below her belly button. She kissed her Bunny once rlm@2: again, tongue diving in her mouth in a quest to quench this fire she was rlm@2: starting inside of her. rlm@2: Bunny had to retaliate. Nothing she did seemed to affect this Firefly. rlm@2: Nothing. rlm@2: Except this. rlm@2: Her small hand slipped past her Firefly's underwear, coming in contact rlm@2: with soft and curly hair. She ran her hand down this, feeling the two tensed rlm@2: legs spread around her in an instinctive movement. A small finger traced its rlm@2: way down the entrance to this Firefly's cave, feeling along her most rlm@2: sensitive place. Lying back on the crates, Firefly pulled this Bunny above rlm@2: her and kissed her again. Fierce. Hard. Scared. rlm@2: Legs spread wider, giving that prying finger better access to her. Not rlm@2: sure how to continue, Bunny traced the entrance again and again, feeling her rlm@2: finger and hand dampen with the touches. Finally, an instinctive movement rlm@2: placed in the back of her mind from long ago made her plunge her finger into rlm@2: this Firefly, feeling the body beneath her stiffen and shudder with desire. rlm@2: Her hand plunged in and out, feeling the inner muscles of her new lover rlm@2: clench down on her finger. The kisses became even harder, desperate pleas to rlm@2: continue, soundless gasps and moans, eyes and teeth clenched in pure rlm@2: pleasure. The raw pleasure of it all. rlm@2: Firefly threw her head back as she continued to shudder. "Oh God..." She rlm@2: moaned, arms and hands locked around Bunny's shoulders. "Oooohhhh God..." She rlm@2: repeated, hips rocking and bouncing on the crates below her. She realized, rlm@2: through the haze that pleasure brings, that she was doing nothing for this rlm@2: woman above her, nothing to please her. Arching her back, she reached the rlm@2: neckline of her lover's dress and pulled it down slowly. rlm@2: Unsure how to go about it, she stared at the round breast before her. rlm@2: The nipple, hardened and ready for her, stuck out like a rosebud. Instincts, rlm@2: buried in the back of her mind from a time long forgotten, made her bend her rlm@2: head down to it and begin sucking on it. rlm@2: Bunny stared down at her, feeling herself start to stiffen. Her rlm@2: fingers began to slow their movements and eventually stopped, and she rlm@2: realized this only after Firefly tilted her head toward her and brought her rlm@2: hips to her own. Sliding her underwear down with one hand and molding her rlm@2: breast with her other, she stared into the pink-haired lady's eyes with pure rlm@2: desire in them. The underwear were off, and now she laid back down, rlm@2: underneath her little rabbit. rlm@2: Lowering her hips onto Firefly's, Bunny moaned. Their skirts were rlm@2: spread out around them, still stuck around their waists. If she could break rlm@2: this completely intimate contact she would, but now she was stuck in the rlm@2: moment, feeling the wonderful feeling of completion as they met each other rlm@2: again and again... rlm@2: Bunny kissed her lover as climax overtook them both at the same rlm@2: instant, shuddering over and over, hips rocking and bouncing back and forth rlm@2: against the crates, creating a loud amount of noise. All Firefly could do rlm@2: was wonder where Seiya was and clutch Bunny to her, teeth clenched and rlm@2: muscles locked in the fabulous release. They stayed like that for a long rlm@2: time, the last spasms and waves washing over them, feeling more at peace then rlm@2: they had ever felt before. The shuddering eventually stopped, however, and rlm@2: all they could do was lay together, still clutching at each other and legs rlm@2: locked in a tight embrace. Soft swing music filtered through the door, and rlm@2: they both smiled. rlm@2: "In the Mood", by Glenn Miller and his Orchestra, was being played. rlm@2: They both knew, by some outer force, that this was right, this was a sign, rlm@2: and that they loved each other. rlm@2: It was 1938, the era of swing, and the two women were locked together rlm@2: in a tight embrace in a storage room of an underground swing club. rlm@2: rlm@2: * * * rlm@2: rlm@2: "Oh, Taru-chan! Come over here, quick!" Chibi-Usa called to her rlm@2: lover. "Come on! It's our song!" rlm@2: Hotaru walked into the room, an apron around her waist. "What? I'm rlm@2: baking cookies, Odango..." rlm@2: "I know, I know, but I want you to dance with me for a little while." rlm@2: She grabbed the black-haired girl's hands and pulled her into an intimate rlm@2: embrace. "You know, every time I hear this song, I want to hold you close." rlm@2: "I know. I feel the same way." She kissed Chibi-Usa's cheek lightly. rlm@2: "I'm trying to remember, what's this song called?" rlm@2: "It's really old, I know that for sure." rlm@2: "Yeah, the recording's kinda fuzzy." Hotaru smiled at Chibi-Usa. rlm@2: Suddenly, she went weak at the knees, and sunk to the floor. rlm@2: Chibi-Usa sunk with her, still holding her close. "Taru-chan? Are you rlm@2: alright?" Her voiced was pressed with worry. rlm@2: "Yes, Odango...I'm just...a little overwhelmed, that's all." Hotaru laid rlm@2: her head on Chibi-Usa's shoulder. "I don't know. I just had the strangest rlm@2: thing happen...I saw us, together, only you looked like Black Lady and I looked rlm@2: kinda like Mistress 9...but we weren't EVIL...just older. And we were dancing rlm@2: together, to this song." rlm@2: "What do you mean?" Chibi-Usa looked thoughtful, suddenly catching a rlm@2: bit of the vision herself. rlm@2: "I don't know." Hotaru looked up at Chibi-Usa. "Maybe this has always rlm@2: been our song, Odango." rlm@2: rlm@2: * * * rlm@2: rlm@2: AUTHORS NOTES... rlm@2: DUN DUN DUN... rlm@2: Are you guys confused or what?! What's going on?! Catch it all in rlm@2: Part II! He he he. rlm@2: Well, as always, I'd like to thank my bestest buds back in California rlm@2: for their continuing support, you know who you all are! ^-^ rlm@2: And, of course, the three lovely women of the Amazoness Quartet, who rlm@2: have accepted me into their lovely arms! This story is dedicated to you rlm@2: guys! Especially Holly and Heather. Minako is going to have one comin' at rlm@2: her soon, I just got to figure out what! I hope I did justice to the love of rlm@2: Chibi-Usa and Hotaru, which is FOREVER LASTING! To anyone who has rlm@2: objections, come over here and we'll...TALK about it...GGGGRRRRR...just kidding. rlm@2: Thank you everyone. Be safe, all, and remember to love and love alike! rlm@2: Love rules the world. rlm@2: rlm@2: PsYcHoKiTtEnSeNsHi611 rlm@2: Aka rlm@2: Gabrielle!