So, I'm done with the final chapter. It turns out pretty dismal though. Meh, whatever. Enjoy.
She woke up slowly, feeling someone's arm around her waist. She squinted her eyes, trying to adjust to the sunlight filtering through the transparent window pane. She tried to move and flexed her numb limbs, but found that she couldn't move.
"Wha–" She suddenly felt awake when memories of the previous night came rushing back. Blushing scarlet, she looked down, going cold with dread.
Black Star's head was resting against her chest, blue hair messier than usual. She gulped, slowly prying his arm off her. Gently, she placed him down, stubbornly fixing her eyes on his sleeping face, fighting the urge to let her eyes go any lower than his neck.
When she remembers Black Star moaning as she ran her tongue over his throat, she felt her cheeks grew hot. She stood standing in the middle of their room, naked and unsure.
What to do now? Thoughts of Black Star being disgusted and angry with her rose in her mind. She bit her bottom lip in horror, any boldness she had from the previous night gone from the realization of what she had done.
"What have I done?" she whispered in shock. She quickly grabbed her usual clothes, slipping them on and fled from the house, with only one destination in mind.
By the time she reached Maka and Soul's shared apartment, she was breathless and sweaty. She banged on the door loudly, waiting anxiously.
"Who the fuck–" the door swung opened. Soul's sleepy face appeared, yawning behind one hand and looking downright irritated.
He was half-naked, clad in only a boxer that seemed to be hastily put on. When Soul noticed her, his pale face turned red, mirroring her blushing face.
"I-Is Maka-chan in?" she asked, pointedly looking away.
Soul nodded, face reddening further. He opened the door wider to let her in, gesturing for her to wait in the living room as he hurriedly entered his room. Tsubaki sat down on the couch, gnawing her lips impatiently.
She was not stupid. She knew what Soul and Maka had been doing. It only served to make her feel even more horrible. Black Star and she were not even together. She doesn't even know if Black Star even liked her in the first place!
"Tsubaki-chan?" she jerked out of her reverie as Maka exited Soul's room. She was wearing a shirt that was too big, hanging off one shoulder. Tsubaki suspected it was one of Soul's old shirts.
"Maka-chan, I need your help." She said. She must have sounded a little too desperate, because Maka gave her a worried look.
"Look, I'll go make us some coffee. You calm down first, okay?" she said warily.
Tsubaki gave her an annoyed look. "I'm very calm, Maka-chan."
"You're nearly tearing my cushion apart, Tsubaki-chan." Maka said dryly. Tsubaki blinked and glanced down at her lap. True enough, her nervous grip was tearing the fabric of the cushion.
"Sorry." Tsubaki muttered, placing the cushion beside her.
Maka gave her a worried look and left her, entering the kitchen. Tsubaki exhaled loudly, trying to calm herself. She didn't even notice anything until Soul sat down in front of her, fully clothed.
"Good morning." Soul grunted, looking rather awkward.
She offered a tensed smile, hoping to ease his embarrassment. She only managed to agitate herself even further.
"How was the party last night?" Soul asked, noticing her nervousness. "I didn't see you at all."
Of course you didn't see me. I was at home fucking your best friend. Tsubaki grimaced at how crude she sounded in her head. She could almost imagined Soul's reaction if she had said that to his face.
"I-I left early." She stuttered. "I broke one of my stilettos."
Before Soul could answer her, Maka set a steaming cup of coffee in front of her. She gave Soul a pointed look, a silent conversation between the two of them.
"It's good that you didn't stay for long." Maka smiled, as Soul reluctantly left the apartment. "Some moron spiked the juice with yohimbe last night. It wasn't until a bunch of unfortunate students got affected by it did Maria put a stop to it."
"Y-Yohimbe?" Tsubaki stammered, eyes wide.
Maka nodded, not noticing her sudden paleness. "Yeah, it's a sort of aphrodisiac, but apparently there's too much of it in the juice, therefore causing a bunch of horny students going around trying to molest any living thing they saw. Luckily, the dosages are too strong, so they passed out after Professor Stein and Maria restrained them."
"I have a sneaking suspicion its Patty-chan and Liz-chan." Maka mused. "I saw the both of them loitering around the drinks before the party started."
Silence answered her. Confused, Maka glanced at Tsubaki. Her eyes widened at Tsubaki's shocked state. The dark-haired girl had gone dangerously pale, an almost unhealthy shade of white.
"Tsubaki-chan?" she called out worriedly. "What's wrong?"
Tsubaki jerked at her touch. She stared at Maka imploringly, suddenly reaching out to grab the latter's hand with crushing desperation.
"Maka-chan... I think I did something very stupid last night." She whispered.
Maka frowned, shooting her a cautious look. Tsubaki's fear was making her nervous too.
"Last night, I... IsleptwithBlackStar." Tsubaki blurted, heart pounding furiously.
Maka blinked slowly in confusion. The only thing she could make out was Black Star's name. So it got to do with Black Star, she thought shrewdly, I knew it.
"Excuse me?" Maka asked. "Can you repeat that, Tsubaki-chan? Slower."
Tsubaki exhaled nosily, shaking her head, hair still untied and spilling over her shoulders. She opened her mouth, and looking as if she's going to her execution, said slowly, "I slept with Black Star."
"Y-You're joking, right?" Maka laughed nervously, suddenly wishing Soul was beside her.
Tsubaki sighed loudly, releasing Maka's hand. She pressed her face against her palms, groaning.
"I wish I was." She wailed. "I-I was at home yesterday trying to find another pair of shoes since mine broke. Then B-Black Star–he came home with a burning temperature and I thought he had a fever so I tried to place him in bed, but... but..."
"But?" Maka prompted, already getting a gist of what had happened. Black Star must have drunk the spiked juice yesterday.
"But then somehow he fell and I fell too and he collapsed on top of me and then he kissed me!" Tsubaki rambled, nearly shrieking out the last three words.
She buried her face into her hands again, moaning pitifully. Maka felt a stab of pity for her.
"I am such a fucking pervert, Maka-chan." She said viciously. Maka was momentarily caught off guard by the profanity uttered by the normally placid and gentle Tsubaki. "I could have stopped him, but I didn't! I kissed him back and he looked so... so vulnerable and beautiful and I-I took advantage of him! I'm such a despicable idiot!"
"Tsubaki-chan, did... you two used protection at least?" Maka asked carefully.
Tsubaki froze, before shaking her head. Maka's eyes widened in disbelief and horror.
"It's okay, I'm on the pill." Tsubaki quickly assured. Maka dramatically sighed in relief.
Maka glanced at Tsubaki, who looked positively miserable. The idea of Black Star having sex was almost laughable, since that boy had only training and training in his head. She doubted he even know how to do it. Even though Black Star can be a perverted moron most of the time, he was strangely oblivious and dense to the amount of fan girls he had garnered. At eighteen, Black Star had matured in not only his personality, but also in his looks, his baby fats long gone, saved for a slight amount around his cheeks that gave him an almost boyish youth. He was taller, leaner and his boyish looks endeared himself greatly to the female population of Shibusen. His fan club increased in size after Maka had firmly, and perhaps with a bit of killer intent, warned the girls of Shibusen that Soul belonged to her. No one dared to tell Black Star though, lest his ego became bigger.
"Did you talk to him?" Maka asked gently.
Tsubaki shook his head sheepishly. "No, I left before he woke up."
"Tsubaki-chan, I can't believe you just left him after... after..." Maka stuttered, blushing slightly.
The dark-haired girl sighed, finishing her sentence. "After I practically raped him."
"Don't be ridiculous." Maka scowled. "It's not like you force yourself on him. If both parties are willing, it's not rape."
"He's been drugged!" Tsubaki nearly yelled. "I doubt he's even aware of what he's doing!"
Maka crossed her arms under her breasts, giving her a stern look. "Tsubaki-chan, you don't know that. In fact, you won't even know what he's thinking unless you talk to him!"
"I can't." Tsubaki moaned. "I'm ashamed to even see him right now. God, he would be so disgusted with me when he realized what we had done!"
"I doubt Black Star even understand what being disgusted means. You're being dramatic, Tsubaki-chan." Maka retorted, rolling her eyes. "Besides, it's high time you confess to that idiot that you like him. We all know that you harboured a crush on that moron for a long time. Isn't it time to just tell him and get it over with?"
"NO!" Tsubaki shouted, eyes wide. "What if he doesn't like me back? What if he merely treats me like an older sister? I-If he rejects me... I don't think I can face him anymore. I don't want to jeopardize our relationship, Maka-chan!"
"You already did." Maka pointed out wryly. "What kind of sister sleeps with her brother? Even if he's drugged, he still willingly slept with you. Therefore it shows that subconsciously, he might want to do it too, Tsubaki-chan."
Before Tsubaki could answer, Maka froze in surprise before the two girls heard a familiar voice yelling outside the apartment.
"TSUBAKI!" The dark-haired girl paled when her meister's loud voice floated into the house. "I know you're in there! Open the door!"
"That idiot Soul..." Maka swore, feeling Soul's wavelength drawing closer. "Why the hell did he bring that moron here?"
"OPEN THE DOOR!" Black Star yelled, banging on the front door loudly. "MAKA, I KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE. OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR! I WANT TO TALK TO TSUBAKI!"
Maka's eye twitched in irritation. Suddenly, she felt the slightest flutter of her hair. She turned around, frowning when she noticed Tsubaki gone. The dark-haired girl had escaped by the window.
The door banged opened abruptly, startling her momentarily. Soul entered the apartment first, before he was shoved aside.
"Maka!" Black Star's face lit up upon seeing her. "Where's Tsubaki?"
The blonde took in her childhood best friend's dishevelled and tired appearance, suppressing a smirk. He had thrown on a simple shirt and pants normally wore on casual days, unlike his usual outfit, and hastily wrapped his scarf around his neck.
"What do you need her for?" she asked calmly, arching an elegant brow. Secretly, she relished in seeing Black Star became flustered at her question. Soul watched the two in confusion.
"Because she's my partner!" Black Star growled. "Why do I need to tell you anything?"
Maka smirked again, rolling her eyes. She pointed a slender finger at her opened window. "She just left through the window."
"Thanks." Black Star muttered, sweeping passed her.
Maka reached out, grabbing the back of the sky-haired boy's scarf. "Black Star... don't hurt her."
"Of course I won't." Black Star said, glancing back at her. "I will die before seeing her cry."
For a second, Maka wondered if she was wrong assuming Black Star to be the stupider one. She wondered how her dark-haired friend not noticed the amount of love and affection in Black Star's dark green eyes whenever Tsubaki was mentioned.
"I know you won't." Maka smiled, releasing him. Black Star gave her an impish grin before the tip of his scarf disappeared out of the window.
"What's going on?" Soul demanded in confusion.
Maka's smile dropped instantly. She swivelled to his direction, green eyes narrowed menacingly, brandishing a thick, leather-bound book in her hand.
"You." She snarled. "Why the hell have you brought him here?'
Soul backed away warily, raising his hands defensively. "I didn't! He rushed here on his own!"
It was useless trying to evade Black Star. He knew her too well to know where she would go when she's feeling upset or confused. She always goes to their favourite training ground at the edge of Death City. She knew, that sooner or later, she was going to have to face him, but she would have preferred later.
"Besides, it's high time you confess to that idiot that you like him. We all know that you harboured a crush on that moron for a long time. Isn't it time to just tell him and get it over with?"
She grimaced as Maka's voice came sharp and reprimanding in her head.
Maka had an unpleasant tendency to hit the heart of the matter whenever she's irritated. Tsubaki had loved Black Star ever since the final battle with Mifune. It was in that battle that Tsubaki had caught a glimpse of the man he would become in the future. Before, she had always loved Black Star like an extremely obnoxious younger brother.
Seeing the level of maturity and determination in that particular battle had struck a chord in her heart. And before she knew it, Tsubaki had fallen irrevocably in love with Black Star. And when one fall for someone like Black Star, it was hard getting out of it.
"Tsubaki!" She froze when the voice of the object of her affection echoed in the empty training ground. Black Star's footsteps were light and purposeful as he approached his partner. He gazed at his partner's back, slim and strong in the middle of the clearing.
"Tsubaki," he said softly. "Turn around. I... want to talk to you."
Tsubaki swallowed the sudden bile that rose in her throat. She twisted her sweaty fingers nervously as she turned around, meeting Black Star's eyes.
Seeing Black Star's slim frame outlined by the morning sunlight stole her breath. The sunlight highlighted his sky-coloured hair and enhanced the sharpness of his features. He looked beautiful.
"I'm sorry." She choked out quickly before he could speak. "What I had done yesterday... I'm sorry, Black Star."
She lowered her head, a sheen of cold sweat on her forehead wetting her fringe. "I-I took advantage of you when you're drugged. If you're angry with me... I understand. If y-you don't want to continue being my p-partner anymore... I understand."
Tears slowly leaked from her closed eyes. She hated herself for looking weak. She hated herself for trembling in front of Black Star and snivelling like a fool. Most of all, she hated the lack of remorse for what she had done. She felt the guilt, of course, but she did not regret doing it.
"What are you babbling about?" she shivered as she felt Black Star's breath warming her cheek. A finger tilted her chin up and wiped her tears away. "Did I say I'm angry with you?"
Black Star's eyes were dark and intense as he glared at her. He was so close she could feel the heat of his body. Memories of the previous night, sharp with stunning clarity, came unbidden in her mind again. She blushed prettily as her heart rate rapidly increased.
"I don't regret doing... doing it." she told him, heart stuttering as he frowned slightly.
Black Star gave her a confused look. "I don't either, even if I can't remember half of it."
It might be the trick of the light, but Tsubaki thought she saw the faintest hint of pink on his cheeks.
"What... What does this means then?" she stammered.
Black Star sighed loudly, releasing her chin. His hands rested lightly on her shoulders and her heart nearly leaped out of her chest when he bended slightly, face coming too near, too near ohmygod–
"Do I really have to say it loud for you, Tsubaki?" Black Star asked. "It means that I, the great Black Star-sama likes you. A lot."
His cheeks suddenly went scarlet after his proclamation. Tsubaki felt a smile tugged at the corner of her lips. Heart beating nervously, she reached up and connected her lips against his. She felt him smiled against her lips and she was suddenly filled with the urge to strip him of his clothes.
Black Star looked better without clothes anyway.
"I always knew you were a pervert." Black Star murmured, breaking away from her. Tsubaki blushed fiercely and glared at him.
He gave her a sly smile instead, grabbing her wrist and pulling her out of the training ground.
"W-Where are we going?" she asked quizzically.
When he looked back at her, she felt her face flushed at the alluring quirk of his lips and dark, smouldering eyes. He stopped, tucking her hair behind an ear and leaned forward to whisper against her cheek.
"I thought we should have a second round, when my head is clear and I know what I'm doing. I want you, Tsubaki. Even without any drugs." He purred.
"Oh." She replied dumbly. "Oh."
She stopped thinking when she felt Black Star's hand slid down her back seductively and scooped her up effortlessly.
Okay, I know yohimbe doesn't give that kind of effects, but just... go along with it, alright? Hell if I know what yohimbe really does. I only get the gist of it. It's not like I ever tried it before.