[setsuna22]

Alot of my fanfics are based on total fictions while some of it comes from ideas that are based on the girls real life things that happend- that were never really explained- just stuff I personally notice and just write about..... i guess this story fits into this catagory.
*shrugs*
~August, 12, 2003~ Denmark 6:14 AM
Lena felt the first consciousness filter through into her mind as she saw light from under her eyelids. The shower was running. Yulia must not have slept very long - as was usual for her when they went on tour she always had a hard time sleeping after a concert. She stretched her legs feeling the muscles contract and rub against the smooth fabric. Her favorite part of waking up was lingering in bed and then taking her time getting ready before the day, which in most cases was hell, unbound. She slowly let her eyes drift open and see the world around her the high vaulted ceilings and the dark wood beams stood out in contrast to the pale golden yellow and white that painted the room walls and finally down to the open bathroom door. She head Yulia singing from the shower and smiled. She couldn't help but love hearing her best friend and lover sing in the shower. Slowly she pushed the blankets away from her legs and from around her waist and padded to the door not wanting to disturb the singing. She leaned against the doorframe wearing a black silk night gown that came to the top of her thighs and nothing else, her dark hair was now dark auburn almost brown and around her shoulders in wild kinks and waves instead of defined curls. She felt her insides melt seeing Yulia in the shower, and also a kick of adreline run through her veins seeing the body under the hot stream of water. White thirsty towels lay on the floor and the shower curtain was pushed back. Yulia hated to feel confined even by something like a piece of plastic. The short black hair was dripping and spiked as soap bubbles ran down her spinal cord and down the line of her back as she rinsed herself off. Her rich hard and edgy voice echoing in the tiled room
"How can you say I go about things the wrong way? I am human and I need to be loved."
"Just like everybody else does" Yulia turned around when she heard the ever faithful and companion voice finish her words- just like the person behind them finished her thoughts. She was struck by how amazing Lena looked. The black night gown- if you could call the slip of silk that clung to her figure and the scooped neckline that went low leaving nothing to Yulias’ dirty imagination- which Lena damn knew well drove her crazy. She wiped the water from her face and smiled.
"Morning."
"Morning back" Yulia watched transfixed as Lena walked into the bathroom and pushed herself up on the counter top pushing away their jewelry which they had removed the night before. Yulia watched feeling heat rush through her body when she saw a small flash between Lena's legs as she crossed them. It was the usual game of inanity Lena put her through.
"Did you sleep at all?"
Yulia lifted up a bottle of dove body wash and poured some of the white liquid onto a sponge.
"A few hours- probably four." she replied.” Which is more than I usually get when I sleep next to you." She added to herself. People and fans often wondered why they didn't live together back in Moscow- well if she did she would die from sleep exhaustion. If she wasn’t physically with Lena she was thinking about her, or dreaming about her- or watching her as she slept like she had done last night. Yulia and Lena might love music and have it their lives and hearts. But Yulia's life, mind and heart were consumed by one thing: Lena. Everything else that came with it was just a bonus.
"What?" Yulia blinked and stared at her lover. Lena looked at her again.
"I said I am glad you got at least a few hours of decent sleep- I was beginning to worry about you." Her tone was velvet soft, the tone that made chills crack Yulia's bones.
"You always worry." Yulia replied with an impish grin trying to lighten her serious girlfriend's mood her dark gray eyes holding much more stress than an eighteen year old should.
"Oww damn it!" Yulia swore as she held a hand to her eye, soap stinging. She had not been paying attention to the sponge, which was now puffed up with enough lather for five people- bits of the fluff getting into her left eye.
Lena was there with a towel half a second later pressing it to her eye. Water from the showerhead drenched her front but she hardly noticed.
"Are you okay?"
Yulia didn't answer as she dropped the towel to the floor staring at the pure black silk that molded to Lenas’ body. She felt dizzy as she saw the nipples through the drenched fabric and the curve of her waist and hips. Her mouth went dry. The contrast of Lena's soft skin against the black silk making her mind go blank. She closed her eyes her breathing rough she felt Lena's hands touch her face and rub her fingers through the short black hair. Her eyes opened and she met the same smokey stare that said it all- love and desire. Lena stepped over the rim of the bathtub not even bothering to remove her night gown as Yulia slowly pushed her into the hot water, letting her mouth crash against hers as she tasted Lena fresh and inviting as drops of hot water got into their mouth making everything more heated. Lena's hands locked around Yulia's hips pulling her to her hard both of their moans penetrating their minds above the pounding beat of their hearts as the wet silk caused friction between their bodies. It was unbelievable the tension of the last week of getting ready for travelling and then the concert itself- it had been to long almost five days. Yulia's hands pulled sharply at Lena's hair a low growl whispered into her ear as Lena's hands slid lower over her naked body.
"Lena I can't wait."
Lena gave a half laugh-half groan
"Can you ever?" She let out a sharp cry when Yulia pinched her taunt nipples
"No." Yulia replied as she pulled Lena from the shower whose legs were trembling. As much as people thought Yulia was easy going, when it came to love making she was intense and insatiable. Steam was almost chocking them but they didn't notice as they started walking from the room their arms still around the other. Yulia walked Lena against the door roughly slamming it shut behind them. It didn't matter where it happened- their body told the other- just as long as it happened.
Now.
Yulia pushed harder against Lena, whose body was pushed deep against the bathroom door. Her head bent over Yulia she sucked and bit at her girlfriend's neck teasing her. Taunting her. Yulia closed her eyes and tried to calm her breathing but, it didn't work she had to do this her way.
"Lift your leg Lena."
Lena heard something penetrate through the haze of mad desire and burning fire, and some how she managed to bring her leg up around Yulia's hip. Her body dropped a few inches as she almost lost her balance her gasp of surprise filling the air as she felt Yulia's knee rub against her. The words barely made it out of her mouth - pants between each word- a struggle to even get them out.
"Oh....
..................My...
..........................................GOD!"
Yulia's taunting laugh made Lena's hips clench as she returned the torture to her lover.
"God works miracles, not orgasms." Lena didn't even trying to think of a reply as Yulia's hands gripped her waist and pulled her down against her own body. Yulia was rewarded by Lena's nails digging into her back leaving moon shapes in her flesh. Her head dropped against Yulia's shoulder. Lena who was very vocal could barely make a sound as Yulia slowly let a hand slide down her thigh and into her body her fingers barely touching her. She opened her mouth wider her eyes closed as the first wave shook her body.
"Lena I need to hear you." Yulia pulled close against Lena feeling it. The nails digging into her back, the body trembling against her- becoming part of her girlfriend as a gut-wrenching scream broke from Lena's throat. Yulia watched as the one person she infinitely loved rolled her head back on her delicate neck her. As a second orgasm gripped Lena's body she repeatedly called out Yulia's name over and over again. Yulia pulled her closer- wanting to melt into Lena forever. She closed her eyes as she felt the pressure build in the pit of her stomach... she was so close.
"No Yulia. You get your turn I get mine." Lena's voice was low holding a sexual quiver to it as she felt the last lingering sharp jolts of excitement make her hips clench. Her hands were already moving over Yulia beautiful flushed body. The steam was so thick in the room that sweat rolled off their bodies like they were in a sauna. She couldn't help herself as she licked Yulia's collarbone tasting the salty skin. Her tongue was one of the many things that drove Yulia to distraction. She moved her hands lower pushing Yulia and herself away from the wall and pressing Yulia against the counter top until she was sitting on it, Lena standing between her parted thighs. Yulia's panting told Lena she didn't have much time when Yulia was this far on the edge the end was quick to follow - she didn't want to tease Yulia anyway. Her hands moved purposefully, rubbing against Yulia's clit. Her legs jerked involuntarily and her back went straight, her hands searched for something to grip to, knocking several bottles containing: Hair spray, gel and mouth wash onto the floor. The humidity making both of them hot and uncomfortable. Yulia slid closer to the edge of the counter where Lena's fingers rubbed harder. Her body jolted again. Lena had less than two minutes. With out hesitation she ran her fingers along Yulia's slit and into her body. The reaction was instant, sharp almost painful jolts rocked her body, she felt it in the pit of her stomach and head all the way down to the soles of her feet as everything tightened and exploded. Her legs wrapped around Lena's hips bringing their bodies flush against each other, the silk night gown once again rubbing roughly in places causing friction.
"I love you Yuli." the rough whisper was enough to tip Yulia's world upside down again as she returned the claw marks on her back- screaming the name that was burned into her heart.

Lena

Chapter~ 2 Part~ 1

Fourty five minutes later Yulia sat in front of her lap top- randomly searching the sites and forums she sometimes would lurk on. Lena was still in the bathroom blow drying her hair, the drone of the machine telling her she had at least ten more minutes to kill before they ordered breakfast and started to pack for turkey. She scrolled down a page and paused.
Pictures from last nights concert were already posted and several comments had already been made. Although Yulia didn't speak perfect English she knew what most of it was. She started to laugh. Tears were streaming down her face when Lena, still bent over her hair damp and under the blow dryer, poked her head through the bathroom door.
"What is it?" Yulia didn't reply as she was still laughing at pointing at the computer screen.
"How the hell can they think your butch?" Yulia had another fit of laughter.
"Fuck if I know!" Lena eyed her girlfriend in the black capri pants that were low slung on her hips and the black top with a purple and green dragon across the chest. The front was still fully unzipped revealing the black bra beneath. She couldn't help but stare as she ran her fingers through her soft damp locks of hair.
"I love your haircut. What I don't understand is don't people realize its the same haircut you had a while ago?" Yulia got to her feet and wrapped her arms around Lena's middle. Lightly running her fingers across her back and into the waistband of her jeans.
"Who knows what people think. They are all crazy anyway." Yulia kissed Lena on the check as her hands soothingly rubbed lower, stepping closer to the red head. She knew Lena was annoyed with either one of them being called a butch. They were who they were and it was still sometimes hard to understand why the fuck people were always so eager to label them. They loved each other, more than most people could even realize.
Lena felt Yulia's steady and sure heart beat against her own chest and she took a breath feeling everything drain from her body as Yulia teased her body relentlessly. The hot air against Yulia's neck made the hair on the back of her arms rise on end and goosebumps made her shiver. Without fail Lena always had that effect on her
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Denmark- 12:30 PM
"We have less than two hours before we have to be at the airport are you both ready?"
Ivan, Yulia and Lena sat around a table the surface covered with dishes, bottles of water and about ten little cartons of Lena's orange juice. The morning had been long with final preparations and a quick drive around the city to see some of the sites. It really was a pity that they couldn't stay longer than what they were. Denmark really was beautiful, if not a little sedate. Lena swelled the bit of bread with caviar on it and adjusted her pink sunglasses pushing them back on her forehead.
"We are both already packed we thought we were leaving before then." Yulia didn't say anything as she took another huge swallow of her tea in between eating a pastrami sandwich.
"What is it Yulia?" Ivan didn't bother to pretend he knew something was bothering her.
"I just wish we could have been in Moscow for the award that we were getting. But instead we are going to a country that some if not alot of people feel resentment toward us because of Eurovision. "She put down the sandwich feeling the lump of bread and meat turn into dust in her mouth. Lena took her hand and rubbed her fingers over Yulia's knuckles. She also wished that they could have been in Russia right now, but that was one of the problems with having set commitments. She sighed internally why didn't people get that not everything was their fault. The schedules were not up to them. They just showed up, hoping that things would go as planned and be set as they should and sing.
"I know you both wanted to be there but we do have to be “professional” about this. He pulled a face as he said this. Knowing damn well both girls had worked their asses off over the years to be where they were today.
"You two had better go make sure everything is packed and taken care of before we leave, the plane is going to be packed, and it is a long flight."
He gave both of them a knowing look and all Yulia could do was grin as she needed no more encouragement she pushed Lena out of the booth and began to drag her upstairs.

Lena dragged the small plastic card from her pocket and pushed it into the lock, her other hand still interlocked with Yulia's.
"You know we really do have to pack." Yulia grinned. They had made plans to pack early this morning but when Lena had started to kiss Yulia those plans had become the last thing on their mind as Lena's hand slid into Yulia’s unzipped shirt and played with the back of her bra strap. So much for good intentions.
"It was your idea to walk around partially naked." Lena retorted turning the knob and entering the hotel room, which was a disaster. Luggage lay open across the floor and clothes for performances and street clothes were everywhere. Neither one even wanted to look into the swamp of a bathroom. It held all of their toiletry items along with their stage and regular make up and then more hair supplies than either of them really used. Yulia lugged her biggest bag onto the bed and half heartedly started to fold a few of her white tank tops. She put the shirts into the suit case and rummaged around the things on the nightstand, mini-Snickers wrappers laid everywhere along with Lena's books and some pictures they had taken with a Polaroid camera.
"Have you seen my watch?" Yulia opened the door to the nightstand and startled to rifle through it. She paused. Lena who had been gathering some of the dirty clothes off the floor dumped them onto the bed.
"Did you find it?" Yulia shook her head looking as she closed the door holding a small little box in her hand with a wide grin that was less than innocent.
"What did you find now? Lena asked with slight trepidation. Now was really not the time to be finding something even more to distract them when the had to pack. Yulia held up the purple and white box. Every thought of packing slipped from her mind.

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