Maybe Tomorrow
"Oh, why do we have to do homework during summer vacation?" Kyoko sighed,
pushed away the stack of books and papers on her desk, and laid her head on
her folded arms.
"Come on, we have to finish this before school starts."
"Could you finish it for me, Ryoko?"
"I'm having enough trouble doing it by myself. What's the point of studying
with you if _I_ do all the work, Kyoko?"
"_Please?_" Kyoko's eyes were dewy pools.
Ryoko glared at her. "No."
"Oh, all right." Kyoko sat up and resigned herself to more mental torture.
It wasn't long before she was completely bored.
Kyoko asked, "Have you ever kissed anyone?"
"Of course not!" Ryoko snapped. "You'd be the first to know if I did;
we're best friends, after all."
"If only we could meet some really fantastic boys."
"That could take a while."
At that point Ryoko lost what little interest she had in finishing their
school work. Their favorite subjects were boys and St. Tail, though not
necessarily in that order, and certainly not anything taught in class.
They sighed, wishing at least one boy at St. Paulia Academy could be as
wonderful as St. Tail.
Her exploits were simply so romantic that practically every girl at school
was enamored of her. So what if she was a thief? Her daring capers and
escapes from the police were positively inspiring. Which is more than one
could say about most of the boys.
Then Kyoko said, "You know, a first kiss doesn't have to be with a boy."
Ryoko looked her in the eye.
"I mean, you and I could try it."
The idea of girls kissing wasn't unknown to Ryoko. However, she was sure
it would be much better to do it with a boy despite never having done so.
Still, it was Kyoko who was asking. She found it very hard to resist her
friend's notions once she got them, or vice versa.
"Oh, why not," Ryoko answered after a minute or two of deliberation.
She closed her eyes and puckered her lips slightly. Kyoko did the same as
she slowly drew near Ryoko's face. They could feel each other's breath as
their lips came closer together, then met.
It was pure bliss. Ryoko never thought she would enjoy it so much.
Kyoko ran the tip of her tongue along Ryoko's lips.
Ryoko did likewise then let their tongues touch, lingering on the soft,
lubricous sensation. Their hands dovetailed together as they went on,
seconds turning into minutes as they lost themselves in each other's
touch.
After what seemed liked a lifetime, Kyoko asked:
"So...when are we going to look for fantastic boys?"
Ryoko smiled. "Maybe tomorrow."