Minami's Game

Minami spent the whole rest of the night crying. She locked herself in her room, refusing to even come out for dinner. She held herself accountable for the rift between Shiori and Akito. The idea to get them back together by uniting them in despising her certainly wasn't one of her best, but it was all she could come up with at the moment. Minami paid a heavy price in doing this. Shiori wasn't just her best friend; Shiori was her only friend. When she was depressed in the past, she could always call on Shiori, but not this time.

At school the following day, Minami sat where she always did. Shiori wasn't at the bus stop this time, but that wasn't unusual. When Shiori got to class, she sat next to Minami, but there was no emotion. No greeting, no smile, not even a glance. It was as though Minami's seat was empty. And in Minami's mind, it was.

Lunch break couldn't come soon enough for Minami. When it finally came, she rushed out of the class. She felt sick, as though she wanted to throw up. She hadn't eaten anything since lunch of the previous day, and it was catching up with her. Appetite or not, her body needed something. She knew it full well, her parents drilled tons of health knowledge into her head, but she didn't care. She headed to the bathroom, putting her hands on the sides of the sink and breathing heavily. While she was staring at her reflection in the mirror, the door opened. Fumbling a bit, she quickly reached into her purse to get an eyeliner pencil. Shiori came in and stood in front of the sink next to her, watching her apply makeup in the middle of the school day for a moment.

"What the fuck was that about?" Shiori demanded. It was very out of character for her, but she was upset.

"I use people for sex," Minami said matter of factly, not bothering to look at Shiori or stop applying makeup, "That's what I do. I don't have any desire for your affections or anyone else's. Why don't you just go back to your boyfriend and forget this ever happened?"

"I broke up with Akito. He said sex was boring without another girl. I already lost my boyfriend, am I going to lose my best friend too?"

Minami put the pencil back in her purse and hung her head for a moment, bracing herself on the sides of the sink. Darkened tears fell into the sink below her and her voice cracked, "I thought, maybe if I make you both hate me, you'd love each other again."

"You don't have any idea how people work, do you?"

"Leave me alone," Minami whined, trying to brush past Shiori. Shiori grabbed her by the shoulders and she tried to pull away, "Leave me alone!" Shiori held tightly onto her friend's shoulders, and soon Minami began sobbing into Shiori's chest, "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

"Minami, please sit down. Come on."

Shiori led her to a bench up against the wall and they both sat down. Minami was a complete wreck, her eyeliner making streaks down her face. Shiori tried to wipe her tears with a tissue, but Minami couldn't stop crying.

"Minami, it's going to be okay."

"Can I show you something?" Minami sniffled.

Shiori nodded and she unzipped the zipper on the side of her skirt halfway. She rolled her panties down a bit to show a patch of scars neatly confined to a small area of the right side of her pelvis. There were also fresh cuts there that had only just recently scabbed over.

"Minami, what happened to you?"

"I do this when I get depressed. This is what I didn't want to tell you about before. It's shameful."

"It's serious, Minami. You need to talk to me about things like this."

"I was always afraid you wouldn't want to be around me anymore when you found out."

Minami zipped her skirt back up just before another student walked in. It was a girl with rather puffy hair and a big smile on her face. As soon as she saw Minami crying, the smile melted away in favor of concern.

"Minami?" she said, approaching the other two, "Are you okay?"

"You- you know me?"

"I'm Hitomi. I sit behind you at cram school for English. I'm not as smart as you though, that's why I'm on the other side of the school."

"I'm stupid. I'm not smart at all."

"Minami, don't say that. What happened?"

"Boy trouble." Shiori replied.

"Aw, don't let that boy get you down!" Hitomi leaned over and gave Minami a kiss on the forehead, "Muah! I'll go find another bathroom, okay?"

Minami looked up, surprised. Hitomi scurried away, leaving the two alone again.

"Why is everyone being so nice to me?" Minami sniffled, "I don't deserve it."

"You do, Minami."

Shiori put a kiss on Minami's forehead, and one on each eye. After a moment's pause, she kissed Minami on the lips.

"Shiori?"

"I'm sorry, I just want to feel happy about something. Akito's gone, and I just found out my best friend is hurting herself. I shouldn't take advantage of you like this..."

Minami kissed her back, her lips parting so their tongues could meet. They wrapped their arms around each other, kissing deeply. Minami's hand drifted to the side of Shiori's breast, and Shiori suddenly pulled away.

"What if someone comes in again?" Shiori asked nervously.

Minami stood up and pulled Shiori up by the hand. She pushed the other girl into the nearest stall and followed behind her, latching the door closed. Shiori sat on the toilet and Minami sat on her lap, pressing their breasts together and kissing her deeply. Shiori moaned softly and Minami put her hands on the girl's breasts.

"I can feel your nipples getting hard through your bra already," Minami said.

"Lick me," Shiori breathed, "Lick my pussy."

Minami reached her hand down between Shiori's legs before answering, "Here?"

"Please Minami, I want you."

Minami slid off of Shiori and kneeled between her legs. Shiori looked down at Minami as her panties were pulled down to almost her knee. Minami ducked her head under Shiori's panties and spread Shiori's legs a little bit. Shiori was already very wet, and Minami couldn't resist. She began to lick her friend's pussy with the very tip of her tongue. Immediately Shiori covered her mouth with her hand to keep herself from screaming. Minami sped up, putting more pressure on Shiori's clit. Shiori's hips started to rock, then buck. Minami slowed down for a couple of seconds, and just as Shiori gasped, sped up again. Shiori tossed her head back and it connected with the wall behind her as she came. When Shiori's spasms subsided, Minami looked up.

"Are you okay?" she asked, barely stiffling a giggle.

Shiori didn't answer right away. She touched the back of her head and looked at her fingers, blinking as she looked at them. There was blood. Minami got up quickly to check on her friend. A small dried fleck of paint in the wall caused it to not be a smooth surface. That jutting fleck had made a small hole in Shiori's scalp.

"Shiori, answer me." Minami said, a little worried.

"I'm a little dizzy. I'll be okay."

Minami helped her up and went to wash her face. Shiori came out after putting her panties back on.

"You're a bad girl, Minami."

"Yeah? And then what?"

Shiori giggled, "I like you."

Minami turned around and kissed Shiori on the lips. When she pulled back she asked, "Which one of us is going to cut our hair?"

"Ah, silly girl. We don't have to do that. Besides, my parents would kill me if they found out I was going out with a girl."

"My parents would probably be the same. Maybe we should keep it a secret."

"I'll go to your house tonight so we can finish our project."

"Is that what you're calling it?"

"Minami! I'm serious!"

"Relax, Shiori. If you go to class with your face so red people will wonder what's wrong with you."

Minami's comment did nothing to stop Shiori from blushing, but truth be told, she didn't feel all that well. Unlike Minami, she never missed a meal, and a combination of no lunch and hitting her head was catching up with her. When they went back to class, Shiori put her head down on the desk. The teacher didn't wait for an excuse to be made.

"I knew this would happen," he said, "Best friends share everything, and now Minami shared her illness with you."