Mikas PoW

Mika was panicking. Sure, she was the one who was dragging Silva to her house. Sure she could not leave her alone after such a traumatic (assumed) event. Sure she would have to find an excuse why her friend was out alone in the middle of the night to her parents. But none of these was the reasons for her panic. She did everything to appear calm on the outside, it would do her no good if Silva got suspicious of her behaviour.

"This definitely was not how I wanted to invite her to my house! Okay, be cool, don't be tense... Ah, but I already am!" Mika swallowed the trepidation she was feeling before speaking.

"When we arrive, my mom will probably be still awake. I'll do the explanations, so you don't have to speak if you don't want to." Mika prepared Silva who was still walking a little behind her and heard an affirming murmur.

Mika lookedback to take a peek at Silva’s face, but only for a moment and quickly averted her eyes. She had to be careful not to make the girl nervous to be around her. To be honest, she had ulterior motives, but for now, she was not ready to reveal them. Even if Steven already knew."Why is he so perceptive when least necessary!" She cursed him quietly. "At least I got him to promise not to speak about it with Silva." She reassured herself.

The truth was that Mika had a crush on Silva. She was painfully aware of it, but no matter how she looked at it Silva was not lacking an admirer but a friend. So she tried her best to be just that.

Even before she had met Silva she had no illusions about her sexuality. She could not even imagine herself with a guy. She just did not find them appealing, neither their looks nor their behaviour. For some time she had thought that she simply had no interest in love at all.That was already years ago.

One day she noticed a girl that came to talk with Steven. She was beautiful, her smile, her gestures, her figure, her voice. Unfortunately, her personality was terrible. Her first love crashed before it could take off. The girl had only Steven on her mind and saw Mika only as a nuisance. In the end, after Mika had an argument with her over Steven and the girl never spoke with them again.

With time she started to notice her own gender more and more. She was careful not to reveal it, but it did not escape Steven’s eyes. He was her only real friend so it was only a question of time.After finding out he had tried to help her, but in the end, she was almost universally disliked by girls in school for being friends with him.

To this day Steven was the only one who knew about Mika. Her parents loved her, but they also had a deep prejudice against homosexuals. She could not talk about herself with them. Not until she had found a place of her own. She had already resigned herself to not have any involvement with romance until she was in a university. That was until she met Silva.

When she first saw Silva she was immediately drawn to the girl. She felt herself melt while looking at her. When they had talked at the teashop she felt that she had to protect her. She tried to not reveal it, but she was ready to forgive Silva just about everything. Every day she spent with Silva was a struggle of epic proportions to keep herself in check.

As they spent time together the event that Mika feared the most did not happen. Silva did not appear to be falling for Steven. On the other hand, Silva did not seem to have any romantic inclinations at all. That suited Mika just fine, she could work on that. She will work on that… Somehow… Maybe… In conclusion, Mika was lacking confidence. But...

It was impossible for Mika to leave Silva alone. Something about her clumsiness, her rare expressions, her sometimes inappropriate questions. It was all just so... cute.

So there she was, an 18-year-old girl with no love experience whatsoever leading a girl she wanted to be closer with to her house to spend a night there. "If only the circumstances were better." Mika lamented. "And what are the chances of her even liking girls. No, don't get discouraged!"

For the past month, she had tried her best to get out of Silva her preferences, but it had gone nowhere. Silva had said that there had been no one she had been interested in before. And there was always that nagging feeling that once she revealed that she was a lesbian Silva would look at her differently.

At any rate, this was not the time to think about it. No matter what the future held for now Mika had to take care of her friend. Her desires could wait. A little look here and short glance there would not hurt their relationships. It was only natural for friends to look after each other, even if Mika took those words a little too literally.

While Mika was agonizing over her love life she found herself at the destination. Her abrupt stop made Silva bump into her, but when Mika turned around Silva was already back at her previous distance a little further back.

"We are here! This is my house!" Mika gestured at the small one storey house. A simple, white building with a small lawn in front and short fence surrounding it. All around there were houses just like theirs, some bigger, some more decorated, some with gardens, so Mika's hose did not stand out. She again glanced at Silva to measure her reaction, but there was nothing she could read from her face.

"You should smile more" Mika muttered. Silva had a habit of not showing her emotions, and it vexed Mika to no end. "Not that I don't enjoy looking at her blank face... Wait, stop!"

"Did you say something?" Silva asked clueless of Mika’s slip up.

"It's nothing." Mika denied quicker than she had wanted. "We should go in."

When Mika opened doors she noticed that there was still light in the kitchen signalling that her mother was waiting for them. She led Silva to hangers and they both started to take off their outdoor clouthes. After a moment her mother entered the corridor and scrutinized both of them.

"I am back." Mika said, "This is my friend, Silva, she had a disagreement with her friend she was staying over with and left the place. Her father is not at home tonight and she lost her key. That's why I offered her a place to stay in for tonight."

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Mika could tell that Silva was looking at her, who had just lied but introduced herself without missing a beat. "Hello! My name is Silva Timley. Thank you for your hospitality." She bowed her head.

"That's okay sweetie. I am glad that we can help you, it is rare for Mika to have anyone visit her. Well besides that boy, Steven. I'll go and get a blanket for you. I already prepared the rest." Mika's mother gave Silva a smile, "My name is Margaret." she finished and left to prepare Silva's sleeping place.

Mika was lost on how to proceed until she noticed Silva's clothing. "Let's go to my room, I'll give you something you can wear for the night." She invited Silva deeper into the house. “Ah, the toilet is right there, if you need.”

Mika saw Silva blush slightly as she excused herself to visit the toilet. Mika fidgeted in place waiting for Silva and replaying her slight blush in her mind. When Silva rejoined her Mika proceeded to show her room.

"This is where I live. Let me get a tea-shirt, sorry, I have no spare pyjamas, so that's all I can offer." Mika apologized.

"Oh, yea! Works for me.” Silva's absent-minded response made Mika notice that her friend was inspecting her room.

Suddenly Mika became self-conscious about her situation. Desperately keeping her breathing even and heartbeats quiet Mika choose a white tea-shirt and offered it to Silva. "Here. Saw anything interesting?" Frankly, Mika thought that her room was very mundane. There was nothing distinguishing here, plain, white walls, the usual furniture, a pc, school stuff... Her bed was still a mess, as she had rushed out of her house.

"No, it's just that... It's the first time in a friends room since forever. Well, for the last ten years at least, I did visit some friends when I was much younger." Silva answered and took the tea-shirt.

"Friends, huh..." Mika did not expect a big reaction out of Silva, but there was practically nothing. "Anyway- whoa!" Mika spun around as Silva started to undress. The wall looked mightily interesting right at this moment. The rustling of clothes behind tormented her and she regretted not having a mirror placed where she could take a peek. "Wait, she said friends, it would not be strange if I looked, right? No, but I can’t, in the future, this moment could ruin everything if I looked! Damn it all, don’t waver now You already decided to be only a friend! Ah, but just a peek would probably not hurt..." A jumbled mess of thoughts raced through her head confusing her even more. Just as Mika talked herself into turning around Silva spoke to her.

"I am done... So, what now?"

Mika slowly turned around, her eyes glued to Silva's figure. Her question echoing in Mika’s head with the imagination running rampant.

"Wh-what n-now?" Mika's voice broke as her eyes fell on the Silvas body. She was wearing only the tea-shirt that stretched down to her thighs leaving most of her legs bare. Mika could see the traces of Silva's bra beneath the simple clothing which did not leave much for her imagination. Silvas slender body seemed to call for an embrace. Mika felt her breathing quicken more and more as the heat burned her cheeks.

"Yes, where will I sleep?" Silva tilted her head and Mika lost all self-control as she started to move forward. The answer was so obvious, she should sleep here!

Mika looked into Silva's dusky blue eyes, then her eyes fell to her red lips, then even lower. Her mind was empty with all of her being screaming to take the moment and do something… Anything! Her whole existence was concentrated on the girl standing in front of her. That was until she heard knocks on the door of her room.

Mika suddenly felt like she had been thrown into a freezing lake as she quickly cooled down. She looked over Silva's shoulder at her mother who was speaking, but none of that registered in Mika’s mind. Her eyes fell back to Silva who had a questioning look on her face. "What was I about to do?" Mika was horrified. "Was I about to assault her?" She felt like she had fallen in a swamp. All of her movements felt slow as if fighting against resistance. Her joints seemed to creak and movements were mechanic.

"Mika? Is something wrong?" Silva closed in and Mika hurried backwards.

"No, no! I'll show her the way mom, thanks!" Mika waved her mother away.

She still heardher mom mention something before she left, closing doors behind her. Mika's gaze was darting around the room as she once again found herself alone with Silva. She was scared, that if she looked at the angel again she would lose her self-restraint once more. "Wouldn't that make her a succubus instead." Mika's thoughts wandered.

"Mika? Is everything really alright?" Silva asked again, now even closer to her than before.

Mika felt her desk behind, and she realized that she had no more room for a retreat. Keeping her head turned away she barely managed to answer.

"Y-yes, why do you ask?" Mika stammered a little but managed to regain some external composure. But inside she was still a mess. "Damn, it was supposed to be the other way around. I was meant to comfort her, not make her worry! She was clearly distressed, so why is she coming even closer now?" Now her behind was strongly pressed against the desk and she even had to lean back to keep as much distance as possible. It did not help, that her subconscious still kept filling her mind with devious thoughts.

"You are acting strange. Was it something I said? Are you avoiding me?" Silva looked so sad that it nearly broke Mika's heart on the spot and she rushed to correct herself and change the subject.

"No, it's nothing, truly! I just lest my balance for a moment. Let me show you where you will sleep!" Mika replied as she gathered all of her courage to look in Silva's eyes to reassure her. To her surprise, she managed to not stare too much.

Mika used the chance to take the initiative and moved to deliver Silva to her bed before she had a chance to make another mistake. She circled around Silva trying not accidentally touch her, which proved to be difficult considering the size of her room. After nearly falling over her chair Mika managed to exit her room with Silva following after.

Mika felt that it was lucky that Silva was behind her as she was sure that her face was twisting in unfathomable ways. She just could not help it, her mind kept returning to the moment before. She could recall every detail. There was no doubt that Silva's figure was burned in her memory.

Quietly Mikashowed Silva her sleeping place, made sure that nothing was missing and brought a glass of water for her friend. However, there was one last test left for Mika’s self-control. Before Mika left the room Silva unexpectedly gently hugged her while whispered a thank you.

Mika froze when she felt Silva's body pressing against her own. She could feel the soul leaving her body. Even though Silva immediately let her go, she found it impossible to make the smallest motion.

Slowly Silva found her way to the bed and tucked herself under the blanket. "Goodnight Mika!" Silva sleepily mumbled, her head resting on the pillow and eyes already shut.

“Sleep well!” Mika belatedly returned in a louder voice than she wanted. She still could not believe how lucky she was.

When she came back down from her high, she found herself lying down on her bed, with her head in the pillow. How she had gotten back was a mystery. There was only one thing she could think about. "She hugged me!" Mika squealed in her pillow to muffle her excited voice. “She smelled so nice. I should have hugged back, that was my chance! I should have smelled more of her. I should have... Wait, how did I get back? Whatever, she was so warm! So cute, so great, so nice!”

That night Mika could not calm down. She spent her time recalling the night. She agonized, and giggled, then frowned, then smiled sloppily. Whatever tomorrow would bring she felt she could face it with all of her might. “Ah, I am in trouble. I truly have fallen in love!” Was her last thought before she finally fell asleep.