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IMMEDIATELY AFTER THE MOVIE DATE – HARUKA & MICHIRU’S HOUSE
None of the movie watchers noticed when the credits finished rolling and the title screen returned.
Usagi had entered some sort of lesbian-themed paradise, where lipstick stained her lips and cheek. Michiru’s lips were pressed to hers, though Usagi couldn’t focus too much on Michiru sucking her lower lip while Seiya kissed her neck, with one hand up Usagi’s shirt. Seiya’s chest pressed into Usagi’s back, her arm wrapped around to grope Usagi from behind. Her mind couldn’t linger on any one touch or kiss because a new one took her attention the next moment.
It started with just Usagi kissing Michiru, but Seiya whined about being left out and joined in. Every time Usagi’s eyes fluttered open long enough to see Haruka, leaned back against the armrest, she was watching with a hungry look in her eyes.
Usagi didn’t notice the weight change, but suddenly Haruka was nowhere to be seen. “Stop humping her backside, dude.”Her voice emerged from behind Seiya.
Seiya pulled away from Usagi’s neck. “I’m not humping anything - mph!”
Haruka grabbed Seiya’s jaw and pulled her into a rough kiss. Usagi turned her head, barely getting a look. Michiru slowly licked her lips as she watched. As she kissed Haruka, Seiya’s groping hands grew more distracted.
Michiru rested her chin on Usagi’s shoulder to get a better view of the show. “What a lovely sight…” Better than the movie, that’s for sure.
Usagi squirmed, annoyed she couldn’t get a better view. She couldn’t escape the Seiya-Michiru sandwich. All she could hear was the loud, wet noises from their kissing and Seiya barely getting a word out in-between kisses. She wanted to watch! And she wanted Michiru to start kissing her again.
“You’re a bad kisser,” Haruka commented.
“I was fucking ambushed, ” Seiya bit back, slightly out of breath, but there was little malice in her voice.
Haruka ignored her. “Michi…let’s show them how to properly kiss…”
“Oh, Ruka.” Michiru rolled her eyes but smiled.
It had to be one of the greatest moments of Usagi’s life: Haruka and Michiru making out right in her face! Michiru’s chin had left her shoulder, but their lips were almost perfectly in line with Usagi’s eyes. Their lips dancing together, the deep intakes of breath through their noses, and each little noise was Usagi’s to admire.
Seiya had gone quiet behind her. The hand on her breast was limp, and Usagi could feel the slow rise and fall of her chest. At least Usagi wasn’t the only one enjoying the show.
Michiru finally pulled away with a satisfied smile as her eyes roamed over Usagi, Haruka, and Seiya. Her tongue poked out, licking her swollen bottom lip.
“All my girls, together.”
Usagi perked up. “It’s so exciting, right? Tonight has been magical!”
Seiya nuzzled into her back, hugging her waist. “Glad you’re having fun, Usa.”
“How could I not be having fun? I got to kiss you and Michiru tonight!”
Haruka laughed. “You’re so simple, Kitten.”
“Me and you should kiss next, Haruka! You can teach me more about kissing!”
Seiya tensed, holding onto Usagi tighter. “I can teach you more about kissing.” A possessive edge entered her voice.
“Hey, what’s up?” Haruka’s voice lost its more playful tone.
“I dunno…” Seiya nuzzled her face further into Usagi’s back. “I know we talked about it and, like, poly means everyone is with everyone but… I dunno. Talking about it and actually doing it are two different things.”
“It’s okay to be nervous, Seiya.” Michiru said. “I’m a little nervous, too. This is all so new. Just think of it this way: how is Usagi kissing Haruka any different from Usagi kissing me?”
The mood had gone from sexy to serious. Usagi deflated. All she wanted was to keep kissing everyone! Though, when Seiya curled into her more, Usagi instinctively rubbed her hands, hoping to comfort her.
“I know - sorry, I’m not trying to be a controlling asshole…” Seiya sighed. “I’m still just trying to adjust…”
“Hey, it's okay, don’t pout.” It sounded like Haruka ruffled Seiya’s hair. “We’re still working on finding our boundaries and experimenting… It's kinda meant to be a weird, awkward time. Don’t worry about it.”
“I thought it was just going to be that everyone loves everyone!” Usagi said. “It’s not hard. Kiss who you wanna kiss!”
“Jealousy does happen, Usagi,” Michiru said gently. “Seiya’s feelings are valid. Things are much easier to talk about than to do. There are plenty of things that could happen to to make someone feel left out or uncomfortable.” She bit her lip. “Maybe we should take things slower…try and see how we naturally mesh and revisit.”
“Slower?” Usagi pouted.
Haruka shrugged. “I’m fine with that.”
“I’d like that.” Seiya nodded.
Was Usagi the only one not worried here? They all were hot and liked each other, why did they need to talk about it? Though, she didn’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings. And slower didn’t mean they would stop.
“Okay. If that’s what everyone thinks is best,” Usagi conceded.
Michiru smiled and kissed her cheek. “Thank you, princess. We’ll have plenty of time to get closer - as a group.”
TWO DAYS LATER – STREETS OF TOKYO
The summer sun beat down on Michiru and Seiya as they exited the cab. Michiru wore a flowy, airy dress with a seashell pattern that she just adored. Meanwhile Seiya wore a baggy pair of green pants and a tight black tank top, her firm arm muscles fully exposed to the open air. Michiru looked forward to sliding her hand around Seiya’s biceps later. The tank top hugged her chest and the delicious curve of Seiya’s breasts was Michiru’s to admire. She glanced around the street, examining storefronts and looking anywhere but towards Michiru.
“You seem nervous. Everything okay?”
Seiya shoved her hands in her pockets. “I’m fine. It just feels weird. To go on a proper date with someone other than Bunhead, I mean.”
Michiru offered Seiya a smile and a hand. “Understandable. But I promise I won't bite.”
Seiya stared at Michiru’s hand for a moment before pulling a hand out and taking it. “According to Haruka’s stories, you do bite.”
“I’ll refrain, for now,” Michiru teased back. She tugged Seiya along as she started towards their destination. “You know, I’ve always wondered what would’ve happened in my dressing room if Haruka didn’t walk in. Maybe once we finish this slow period, we can find out.”
Like Michiru wanted, Seiya’s face went a beet red. She tried so hard to act cool, but it was just so easy to fluster her sometimes. Just like Haruka. Maybe every butch that met Michiru was at mercy to her charms.
“You’re always full of surprises, Michiru.” Seiya laced her fingers in-between Michiru’s and some of the tension lifted. “So, did you have some place in mind?”
“A music store.”
Seiya lifted a brow. “Like with records and CDs?”
“No, guitars.”
“Really?” A grin spread out on Seiya’s face. “It’s been a while since I got to play…”
“I thought you’d like it.” Michiru loved being right. Thankfully, she was right often.
They continued walking down the street, stopping in front of shops when something caught their eyes. Seiya stopped in front of a shoe store, mouth agape as she stared at some fancy basketball shoes. Michiru made them stop in front of a boutique, her eyes lighting up at the cute bikinis on display. It only took minor convincing on Seiya’s part to get them to stop for a bite of ice cream at a storefront. They sat under an umbrella at a table outside the store, with a large cup of three different flavors between them.
“Not to bring up Haruka during our date, but what do you two usually do?” Seiya asked between spoonfuls of ice cream.
Swallowing, Michiru contemplated the question. “We love to go on drives together.” From simply the thought of their drives, Michiru could feel the wind in her hair and smell the salt of the sea. “She knows I love the ocean, so she takes this route that hugs the coast.”
“The ocean view sounds nice but isn’t that…kinda boring?” Seiya asked, not rudely but genuinely curious. “Do you talk a lot during the drive? Or is it just looking at the view?”
“Not really. It’s hard with the top down anyways, too loud.” Michiru shook her head. “Besides, we don’t need to… Just being next to her is wonderful for me.” Plus keeping her hand on Haruka’s thigh, but it was the love that mattered.
“Huh.” Seiya shoved in another spoonful. “Wha- sorry.” She swallowed. “What about playing music together?”
Michiru shrugged. “Haruka doesn’t seem too interested in piano anymore, but if I ask her to accompany me, she will.” Michiru took another scoop.
“Well, I’d be happy to play with you. I miss playing with people. Taiki and Yaten are so busy nowadays.”
“I’d like that.”
Seiya grinned. “Maybe I should learn another instrument too, one that goes well with the violin.”
“We have enough for a string quartet, if we wanted to make one.” Michiru giggled at the thought of Usagi or Haruka trying to play a string instrument. Strings would be snapping before they could finish a single song.
“Too bad Bunhead is as musically gifted as a tone-deaf dog.” Seiya snickered. “I love her, but one time she tried to play my guitar and I had to write apology cards to our neighbors.”
Michiru fondly remembered Usagi stealing her violin and playing it in public, much to the distress of those around her. “Sounds like our princess.”
“Sure does.” Seiya rested her chin on her hand. “Also… if you don’t mind sharing your seaside drives with us, I’d like to experience it one time.”
Michiru smiled. “I think that would be a great experience for us.”
The ice cream was finished, so they threw the cup in the trash can. Now they walked down the street, arms linked together, feeling more relaxed. Michiru took the opportunity to not-so-subtly grope Seiya’s arm. They finally reached the music store and Michiru’s heart warmed when she saw how excited Seiya got. Fancy, new guitars hung from on the walls with placards beside them bearing names, specs, and prices. Around the room, a few chairs offered places to sit while waiting for assistance or listening. Michiru happily found a chair while Seiya looked through her options.
Eventually, Seiya had the store clerk bring one down for her to try out. She made sure it was in tune and practiced a few chords before grinning at Michiru. Then, she began to play Search For Your Love. Michiru giggled into her hand - how predictable but so utterly cute at the same time.
Once she was finished, Seiya sauntered up to Michiru, guitar still strung around her shoulders by the strap. “Well, what did you think, Michiru? Am I rusty?” The fact Seiya was fishing for praise was obvious.
“No, not rusty.” Michiru leaned up and pecked Seiya’s lips. “Just cute.”
Seiya had flushed and stared down at her like a cute doe. Embarrassed from her own reaction, Seiya turned away.
“That was unfair. I didn’t know kissing was on the table.”
Michiru giggled. “I said take it slow, not that we had to be nuns.”
MEANWHILE – AMUSEMENT PARK
“We have to go on the rollercoaster!”
Haruka frowned. “That line is crazy. Maybe later.”
Haruka and Usagi’s hands were tightly woven together as they walked through the crowded park. Families and couples pushed past them. It was cute how Usaagi wanted to stop at every little thing, but the slow pace was killing Haruka. Toddlers were walking faster than them!
The rollercoaster Usagi pointed out did look fun - with a huge drop lead right into the nastiest corkscrew Haruka had ever seen - but the line seemed to go on forever. And if there was anything Haruka hated more than walking slowly, it was standing still.
“Okay…how about the haunted house?” Usagi pointed to a very-out-of-place building. Unlike the vibrant colors of the rest of the park, this building was dark and gothic. “There’s no line. Plus there’s AC inside.”
Haruka was getting a bit sweaty. Air conditioning sounded heavenly. “Alright.” She tightened her hold on Usagi’s hand. “I’ll hold you if you get scared, Kitten.”
Usagi leaned into Haruka. “I’m gonna get so scared, Haruka. I’m going to need lots of holding.” She was joking, but knowing her, Usagi was going to get pretty scared.
There was no line, so Haruka and Usagi were inside the ride in no time. Low, blue light illuminated the dark hallways and hid the details of the room. Artificially old paintings hung on the walls, and fake blood stains lined the floors. A jumpscare hadn’t even happened yet, but Usagi was already clinging to Haruka with trembling arms.
“It’s okay, Kitten.” Haruka wrapped an arm around her shoulders. “I’m right here.”
“I’m fine!” Usagi indignantly replied.
Haruka sighed but smiled. Her princess was an interesting one. They continued down the haunted mansion’s hallway, until a scare-actor popped out at them, dressed in white robes with her face caked in white makeup, and a fake plastic knife in her hands. She had been well hidden, Haruka jolted a bit at the shock but didn’t scream. Meanwhile, Usagi screeched and curled into Haruka.
Once they passed the actor, Usagi mumbled. “That was nothing.”
Usagi ended up saying that after every scream.
Finally, they emerged from the haunted house and back into the hot sun. Usagi left Haruka’s side and skipped out into the sun, getting as far from the attraction as possible. Haruka chuckled and followed behind her.
“That wasn’t scary at all!” Usagi lied. “We should go on the rollercoaster now!”
Haruka looked over at the huge line. “Why don’t I just take you on my bike instead? I can give you a much better thrill than a rollercoaster.”
Usagi thought about it, tapping her chin. “Well, we did ride everything else I wanted to ride… And on the motorcycle I can hold you… Okay! Motorcycle it is!”
It took a lot of self-restraint for Haruka to not make a joke about Usagi ‘riding’ something else later.
Haruka laughed at her reasoning. “You’ll have to hold on nice and tight.” She offered her hand out to Usagi, who quickly took it. “I’ll make sure to get your heart racing.”
“I’m excited!” Usagi nodded as they walked through the park. “Do you and Michriu go on a lot of rides on your bike?”
“Michiru and I? Not really.” Haruka shrugged. “She doesn’t like the bike as much as the car. The helmet messes up her hair.” One time they rode the bike to some fancy restaurant and Michiru was so upset when her perfectly curled hair was ruined. Haruka had to console her outside and convince her that she still looked beautiful with helmet-hair. “We take a drive at least once a week. More in the summer.”
“Ooohhhh,” Usagi drawled. “What do you do?”
“Do?”
“Like, on the ride?”
“Enjoy it?” Haruka replied. “Michiru loves looking out into the ocean and I love the feeling of the car. Knowing that she’s right beside me while the engine throttles is my favorite feeling in the world.” Pausing, Haruka thought. “In the summer I park at a beach and we usually spend time by the shore. Michi loves dipping her feet in and I love watching her.” Then they’d usually make out until their lips were swollen and tired.
“That’s so romantic… I wanna go on a car ride too!”
Haruka laughed. “Maybe. We’ll have to ask Michi and Seiya.” It had been a while since Haruka went on a nice, long drive. Now that she thought of it, her hand twitched with the ache to feel the gear shift in her palm.
“Okay! But I’m excited for this bike ride! I wanna feel the wind in my hair!”
Haruka didn’t have the heart to tell Usagi that the helmet would prevent that.
LATER THAT NIGHT – HARUKA & MICHIRU’S HOUSE
Even after seeing it a few times before, the size of Haruka and Michiru’s bed still amazed Seiya. All four of them could easily fit on it. There was even a little room to roll around with everyone there. It was so silky-smooth too. Seiya could spend days just relaxing under those sheets. At the moment, the huge bed was mostly empty. Haruka laid on the bed, on the opposite side from where Seiya was standing, lazily skimming through a magazine. Seiya had just finished up in the bathroom and Michiru had just ushered Usagi in there to show her Michiru’s nightly skincare routine. A towel was draped around Seiya’s shoulders, her hair still a little wet from the shower. She had put on her star pattern boxers and an oversized shirt to sleep in.
Haruka’s pants and shirt had been discarded while Seiya showered. Tight, black briefs hugged Haruka’s hips and upper thighs. The exposed leg was tanned from days spent running in the sun. Even with relaxed muscles, Haruka's crazy definition and volume of thigh and calf muscle was visible. The slightest shifting on the bed made the muscles flex and move.
Seiya was captivated.
“What are you staring at?” Haruka asked.
Seiya’s eyes shot up from Haruka’s legs to her face, meeting a smug and amused look.
“Nothin’,” Seiya retorted. After dropping the towel on the floor, she climbed onto the bed and crawled over to Haruka.
Haurka set the magazine down on the nightstand. “Don’t lie. You were standing there with some stupid expression on your face.”
“I was not.”
Seiya had finally crossed the expansive mattress and started to turn her attention back to Haruka’s thighs. Coming up from all fours, Seiya knelt back on her heels. Though, before she could admire Haruka’s legs from up close, Haruka’s hand had gripped her cheek. A rough tug brought Seiya’s face back to looking at Haruka.
For some reason, Haruka liked manhandling Seiya. During their ‘Girlfriend Swap’ phase, Haruka had done it at the grocery store when Seiya pissed her off. Now that they were in their ‘pseudo-poly’ phase, Haruka seemed to do it all the time. Seiya wasn’t complaining, though.
“Does Mister Perverted Idol want to stare at my boxers? Is that it?” Haruka asked.
Seiya scoffed. “At your lame, boring boxers? Nuh uh.” She wiggled her head to escape from Haruka’s grip.
Haruka loosened her grip so Seiya could escape. “Not my boxers? Oh!” Haruka grinned.
One of her hands reached down to pat her thigh. Seiya’s eyes followed, watching the flesh jiggle from the smack. Haruka’s other hand touched Seiya’s back. The sudden contact made Seiya lean forward. The soft, thick legs became tense and shaped as Haruka flexed them. On sight, Seiya reached out to feel them. They were so solid and firm. Like warm, sexy tree trunks.
“Oh, stop acting like a little virgin,” Haruka teased. The hand on her back pushed Seiya forward. The force of the push made Seiya drop onto all fours. “If you want to touch them, get closer.”
“If you want closer, I’ll give you closer!” Seiya eagerly crawled over Haruka.
She settled in between Haruka’s legs, back on the soft and fluffy covers. Resting her head on Haruka’s upper thigh, right where Haruka’s boxers cut off, her hair tickling the skin. She hooked her arms under Haruka’s legs, pulling them in close. Now, Seiya was completely encompassed in Haruka’s sexy legs. If Seiya died right now, she honestly wouldn’t complain.
“Hah!” Haruka barked a laugh. “You’re shameless.” The hand that had been resting on her thighs went to Seiya’s head. Fingers twirled strands of Seiya’s hair into curls. “Tsk. Your hair is still wet. Get off my boxers.”
“C’mon, aren’t you used to me getting you wet by now?” To be extra annoying, Seiya rubbed her wet hair into Haruka’s boxers.
“You don’t make anything wet!” Haruka squirmed. “Stop that!” The hand playing with Seiya’s hair tightly clamped down. Haruka held Seiya’s head steady.
“Owie!”
“Don’t ‘owie’ me.” Haruka tutted. “You’re the one acting like a dumb dog.” Her other hand went to Seiya’s ear, tugging on it just enough to make Seiya whine.
“Now, now. No fighting, please.” Michiru’s melodic voice made both butches stop.
“Or at least let us watch!” Usagi added.
The bathroom door must’ve opened at some point. Michiru and Usagi were in their pajamas. A silky, light blue set for Michiru, while Usagi wore a cute pair of pink shorts and a white, bunny themed shirt. Both women were eyeing the butches. Usagi was excitedly hugging Michiru’s arm and when Seiya met her eyes, Usagi smiled brighter and waved.
“My saviors!” Seiya dramatically writhed on the bed. Not all of it was an act, though, because Haruka’s legs kept Seiya’s arms pinned to the mattress. “This evil creature is torturing me!”
“Evil creature?” Haruka repeated, unimpressed. She lazily yanked Seiya's ear again.
Usagi left Michiru’s side, walking to the bottom of the bed. “You did steal my chips the other day…” A mischievous grin was plastered on her face.
Seiya’s attempts to break free became more earnest. “B-Bunhead. Princess. Love of my life. You’ll forgive me, right?”
There was no verbal answer as Usagi leaped onto the bed. Planting herself on top of Seiya's upper thighs, she effectively pinned Seiya's legs down. Then her fingers tickled Seiya’s bare stomach and sides. Seiya writhed and squirmed, laughing between gasps for help, but Haruka's legs kept her arms trapped and Usagi's body kept her legs from kicking.
The tickling just started to border on painful, where Seiya couldn't breathe anymore and her stomach was so tight it felt like a workout, when Michiru clapped her hands together. “Enough, you two.”
Both stopped at her command, giving Seiya time to catch her breath. Resting her cheek on Haruka's thigh, Seiya gave Michiru a grateful look.
“They were gonna kill me if you didn't jump in, Michiru,” Seiya wheezed.
Michiru just smiled that smug, plotting smile of hers. “You're quite the drama queen, Seiya. They wouldn't kill you.” She rounded the bed, a confident sway to her hips, until she reached Haruka's side. One of her hands reached out to pinch Seiya's cheek. “How'd you end up here?”
“Well-.”
“She's a pervert.” Haruka's hand came up to rest on Michiru’s behind. “Wanted a close up look at my legs.”
Mcihiru hummed. “They are very nice.” She let go of Seiya's cheek to graze Haruka's thigh. “So strong.”
“She's got nothing up top but her legs are great. Nice ass too,” Seiya said.
Usagi perked. “I wanna see Haruka's ass!”
Haruka flushed but tried to play it cool. “That's just what happens when you're a runner.”
Michiru appraised Seiya. “So you like muscle?”
Seiya shrugged as best she could with her arms still trapped. “Yeah. What's not to like?”
“I have something to show you then.”
Reaching up, Michiru pushed the straps of her nightgown to the side. Her dress slipped down her front. All eyes were on her. Usagi lit up, a beaming smile on her face. Haruka similarly perked, her thighs tensing against Seiya. Poor Seiya was straining her neck to look over Haruka’s thick thighs. Michiru’s supple breasts were only visible for a moment before turning around. A collective groan of disappointment filled the room. Though, Seiya’s throat tightened once she saw Michiru’s back.
Strong, defined back muscles shifted as Michiru gathered her hair in a hand and held it up and out of the way. The lat muscle stretched from the high position of her arm. Even Michiru’s lower back looked firm and muscular. Michiru’s shoulders were surprisingly round and firm. How had Seiya never noticed those boulder shoulders under Michiru’s dress before?
“Swimming does wonderful things to your back.”
“It sure does.” All Seiya wanted was to reach out and touch, but Haruka and Usagi kept her pinned.
“Can you turn back around?” Usagi asked.
Michiru laughed. “I shouldn’t. We agreed to take it slow, afterall.” While still turned around, Michiru readjusted her dress and put her straps back on her shoulders. “I’m glad everyone is getting along. How did the amusement park go?”
“Kitten and I had a great time.” Haruka hummed.
“Yeah! Haruka held me when I got scared in the haunted house too!”
A swell of jealousy rose in Seiya’s chest that she tried so hard to suppress. After all, didn’t she and Michiru spend the whole day together?
“Of course I did. Anything for you, Kitten.”
“Well, that sounds very nice.” Michiru sat on the edge of the bed.
One of Haruka’s arms quickly slunk around her waist. “So, what’s the configuration tonight? I kinda like Kou being stuck like this.”
“It wouldn’t be fair if Seiya got to be behind your legs all night,” Usagi teased.
Michiru giggled. “I would get really jealous.”
“Not to kill the mood but my arms are getting kinda numb.”
“Oh. Why’d didn’t you say so?” Haruka lifted her legs up.
Once Usagi got off of her, Seiya crawled up to the top of the bed and snuggled into a pillow. Usagi quickly followed after her, snuggling between her and Haruka.
“Why don’t we try the pairs from our dates today? See how that goes?” Usagi asked.
The thought of Usagi being huddled up to Haruka all night made Seiya worry, but she reminded herself that she would be right there. Haruka and Usagi had spent the day together today and nothing went wrong. Usagi wasn’t going to leave her for Haruka.
“Okay.” Seiya nodded.
“I’m fine with that,” Michiru said, turning to Haruka. “Ruka?”
She shrugged. “Sure.”
Michiru planted a kiss on her cheek before standing and rounding the bed again. She slid in next to Seiya. When she met Seiya’s eyes, she smiled softly. Like with Haruka, Michiru leaned in and planted a small, chaste kiss on Seiya’s lips. Seiya tried not to act like a baby this time and held in any flush at the contact.
“Goodnight, everyone.” Michiru clicked off the bedside lamp, plunging the room into darkness.
Seiya was sad the lights went off so quickly- she wanted to look at Michiru’s muscles up close - but her disappointment disappeared as Michiru’s strong arms wrapped around her.
Seiya was on her back while Michiru nestled her head into Seiya’s shoulder and neck. Next to them, Usagi and Haruka were shifting into their sleeping position. Seiya was trying her best to focus on Michiru and not think about the other two cuddling. Besides, Usagi was still right next to her. If she needed her, Seiya could always reach out and take her hand if she wanted.
“What if we went to the gym tomorrow?” Seiya asked in the darkness.
“I knew you were a pervert.” Haruka snorted. “You just want to look at our muscles again.”
“What about it?”
Usagi eagerly asked. “Can I come and watch? I wanna see the muscles too!”
Michiru giggled into Seiya’s neck. “It’s settled. Goodnight.”
THE NEXT DAY – THE GYM
With a full stomach full of breakfast, Usagi was ready for the gym!
Though, she didn’t own any gym clothes, so Usagi spent her morning raiding the closets of the others. A pair of Michiru’s cute blue shorts hugged her waist and Haruka’s sports bra fit her the best. Usagi had stolen one of Seiya’s gym shirts that had some goofy text on the front. Before they left, Usagi had spun in the mirror, admiring herself. She was like a collage of her favorite people!
All the others looked so comfortable and natural in their own athletic wear. When they finally walked into the gym together, Usagi couldn’t help but beam. They must’ve looked so good together! And she was going to get the world's best opportunity to see their muscles in action!
After checking in, they went and took over a metal box thingy. Seiya had called it a squat rack. Usagi had never been near one before. It was a tall metal box with adjustable pegs where a barbell rested. On the sides of the box, weights sat, ready to be taken and added to the bar.
“Let’s start with just the bar?” Seiya had gone into a low squat, shifting her weight on her feet while on the ground.
Haruka was bent over, touching her toes. “Obviously. We need to warm up.” Hints of her boxers were visible from the bottom of her shorts. Usagi couldn’t stop herself from staring.
Michiru squatted beside her. “Usagi, did you want to join? You should warm up if you do.”
Warming up was a concept Usagi was familiar with: gym teachers would always yell about ‘warming up properly’ but for Usagi that just meant half ass-ing a lap around the gym and flailing through stretches. Now, though, she watched as all three of the other girls moved through some silent routine, only known to them, with serious intent.
“Yeah! Warm up, got it!” Usagi nodded before copying Michiru.
Though, after only a few squats, Usagi’s legs started to feel heavy and tired. How did Michiru do like twenty of them with no problem? Then Michiru began stretching, like Haruka, and touched her toes. Usagi followed, but her hands barely reached mid-calf before her hamstrings felt like they might explode! Why did she feel out of breath already? They hadn’t even done anything yet!
“Can you put up the safeties?” Haruka stepped into the rack, getting the bar on her shoulders.
Seiya had already kneeled on the outside of the rack, bringing up a metal bar. “On it.”
“Thanks.”
Haruka then stepped forward slightly with the bar on her shoulders and began squatting down. Her butt practically hit the floor from how low she was able to squat. Even without any weight, Usagi isn’t sure she could get that low. Seiya whistled from her view on the ground.
“Shut up, pervert.” Haruka laughed, mid set.
How could Haruka talk, or even laugh, while squatting with added weight? A wave of nervousness washed over her. Usagi tried to focus on Haruka’s thighs, watching them contract and expand during the movement, but it didn’t do much to quell the rising feeling of ‘otherness’ inside her.
“Have you ever squatted before, Usagi?” Michiru asked.
Usagi turned to Michiru. “Yeah! In gym class!”
“With a bar?”
Usagi shook her head.
“Well you can try, but I have to warn you, it might be a little difficult.” Michiru hummed. “The bar itself is twenty kilos.”
Usagi blinked. “Twenty kilos? Just that bar?” Usagi looked back to the squat rack, where Haruka was now laughing with Seiya as she put the bar back on the rack. How did she make it look so easy?
“That’s the starting weight. There should be a woman’s bar around here, though. It starts at sixteen kilos…”
“T-twenty should be fine! And I have you guys here to help if I need it!” Usagi looked back at the rack.
Both safeties had been placed and now Seiya stood under the bar. Haruka stood behind her and they were chatting about something while Seiya casually put the bar on her shoulders and stepped out. Like Haruka, Seiya made squatting with that weight look easy.
“How do you get that low, Blondie?” Seiya asked between reps.
A surge of hope filled Usagi, even Seiya was struggling! But that hope was quickly dashed.
“Your depth was fine.” Haruka said “But if you want to go lower then you should work on your ankle mobility.”
Michiru spoke up. “From this angle, it looked more like a foot placement problem. I think if you used a wider stance, you could get lower.”
Seiya casually adjusted her feet before squatting again. “Oh, that did feel better.”
Everything they said went over their head. The weight of the twenty kilo bar was already pressing down on her without her even touching the bar. Her athletic wear felt more like a bad costume now. Knowing that this was just their warm up weight added to the humility.
Soon enough, Seiya finished her set and Michiru walked over. Like the others, Michiru completed a good dozen warm up reps with grace. All of them were laughing and chatting casually with each other, leaning on the rack with a familiar ease and comfort. Seiya glanced over to her and beckoned her over with a carefree wave and smile. Usagi swallowed her worries and walked over. Her legs felt heavy from her warm up.
“-those help with ankle mobility. Even if that wasn’t the problem, the single leg strength just helps with general athleticism.” Haruka was explaining something to Seiya, who’s eyes kept drifting from Haruka to Usagi.
Michiru gently placed a hand on Usagi’s shoulder. “Do you want me to walk you through how to squat with the bar?”
Usagi nodded and Michiru began the explanation, but it went in one ear and out the other. Something about bracing her core (what was that?), holding her breath on the way down and releasing on the way up (why was breathing special?), and other things Usagi couldn’t remember. Usagi stepped under the bar and Seiya stepped close behind her.
A gentle hand rubbed her shoulder. “You’ve got this, Usa. And if something goes wrong, I’m right behind you.”
“Thanks, Sei.”
Usagi copied their earlier movements. Curling her hands around the bar and setting it on her shoulders. The metal pressed into her skin as she pushed it off the rack. Now all the weight was digging into her shoulders and upper back. It felt unsteady in her hands. Usagi took a deep breath and descended. Her back arched forward and her knees buckled inward.
“Woah!” Seiya grabbed the bar, stopping Usagi in her tracks. “Usa. Keep your core tight. You can’t arch like that, it’ll hurt your back. And don’t let your knees cave in like that.” Then, to add to Usagi’s humiliation, Seiya easily picked the bar completely off her shoulders and reracked it. “Here. Let’s try again.”
Usagi looked over her shoulder, meeting the pitying, concerned eyes of all three of them. It was so clear Usagi didn’t belong here. They would have a much better time working out if Usagi just weren’t there. Watching had sounded fun last night, but now the idea of watching them laugh and workout together while Usagi sat off to the side alone made her stomach churn.
“I-I need to go to the bathroom.” Usagi walked away before any of them could stop her.
LATER THAT DAY - HARUKA AND MICHIRU’S HOUSE
Since they got back, Usagi had shut herself away in Michiru’s studio. Seiya had tried coaxing her out, but her efforts were wasted. Michiru sat on the couch, half-drank glass of wine in her hands, as she thought about their earlier mistakes. One of them really should’ve followed Usagi to the bathroom. At the moment, they didn’t think it was that big of a deal. Usagi wasn’t the biggest fan of exercise and they figured she just wanted to flee the workout, how wrong that idea had been. They still weren’t exactly sure what the problem was, since Usagi wouldn’t come out and speak to them, but Michiru had an inkling it was due to feeling excluded.
They hadn’t tried to exclude her, but being around three athletes while having no workout experience at all must’ve felt isolating.
“Maybe I should call Rei.” Seiya laid on the floor, arm slung across her eyes. “But then she’d yell at me. And then she’d tell Yaten, who would also yell at me…”
Haruka walked in from the kitchen. Movement is how Haruka dealt with all things, so she had been pacing around the kitchen and living room. Now, she walked over to the couch and laid down on her stomach, putting her chin in Michiru’s lap. Michiru reached down to stroke her hair.
“Should I go buy her chocolate or something? Maybe some new manga?” Most of Haruka’s voice was muffled from her mouth being pressed against Michiru’s thigh.
Michiru took another sip of her wine. “Maybe.”
“She’s been really into One Piece lately.” Seiya added.
Michiru raised a brow. “Isn’t that for little boys?”
Seiya looked offended. “No! It’s a really gripping story about pirates fighting against world oppression and the importance of - neither of you care.” She pouted. “That’s cool.”
Any further reply or conservation was cut short as the sound of footsteps came down the stairs. All three girls turned to face the staircase. Haruka sat up on her knees to peer over the couch. Usagi came shuffling into view. A blanket wrapped around her shoulders. She was still in the clothes she had borrowed from all of them. Her glassy eyes made Michiru’s heart melt.
Usagi curled the blanket tighter around her. “I’m hungry.” With her eyes cast downward, Usagi’s voice felt small.
Seiya had pushed up off the floor. “What do you want? We’ll order it.” After closing the distance between them, Seiya gently took Usagi’s shoulders.
Haruka was beginning to stand, but Michiru rested a finger on her shoulder. Haruka sent a pout her way but stayed still.
“I want pork buns…”
“Then we’ll get them.” Seiya rubbed circles into Usagi’s shoulders with her thumbs. “Usa, can you look at me? Please?”
Usagi sniffled and leaned into Seiya. “I don’t want to.” Her head nuzzled into Seiya’s neck.
“Why not?”
“I look so stupid right now.” Usagi sniffled. “I’m still all upset over something stupid.”
“It’s not stupid.”
“It was. I’ve been acting like a crybaby all day for no reason and now you all probably hate me.”
“Usa, I promise none of us feel that way.” Seiya’s hand cupped Usagi’s cheek, making her look up, before kissing her forehead. “We could never hate you, Usa.”
Michiru had noticed this earlier at the gym, but she found the trait adorable. When things become serious, or intimate, Seiya dropped the childish ‘Bunhead’ nickname and used the tender ‘Usa’ instead. Each time it passed Seiya’s lips, it came out so soft and loving. A more selfish part of Michiru wanted Seiya to use that loving tone when she called out ‘Michi’.
“Seiya’s right, we could never hate you.” Michiru patted the sofa. “Why don’t you come sit down and tell us exactly what’s bothering you?”
Haruka nodded. “We’re all still trying to figure this out together, remember Kitten? No one is mad.”
Usagi glanced over towards the couch and nodded. Seiya led her over, setting her in the middle of the sofa. Michiru placed her hand on Usagi’s knee, giving it a small rub. Once they were both sitting, Usagi leaned into Seiya. Their hands tightly held together.
“Okay, so, um… It’s stupid - but - I just felt like such a loser at the gym. I know I said I’d have fun watching you three, but seeing you guys all be so perfect and good while I couldn’t even do your warm up right made me feel like a loser.” Usagi buried her face in Seiya’s shoulder. “But like you all work so hard, so I shouldn’t just assume-.”
“Hey, don’t start talking bad about yourself.” Seiya gently interrupted.
“We weren’t trying to exclude you, Kitten.” Haruka reached over and patted Usagi’s head. “Though, what you felt was totally understandable. We should’ve put more of an effort in to show you the basics and guide you.”
“No you didn’t! All of you were supportive. Seiya had my back when I messed up and Michiru explained how to squat to me - I was just bad!” Usagi curled into Seiya. “That’s why me being upset is so stupid because none of you did anything wrong. If anything, you guys should be upset with me because I ruined your workout.”
Michiru squeezed Usagi’s knee. “You’re not stupid or bad, Usagi. You tried to do something you’ve never done before and made a mistake, that’s just a part of learning. None of us were angry or frustrated because you messed up. We were all happy to share what we like with you. And no one is mad at you for feeling left out.”
Seiya nodded. “Exactly. Michiru is right. We’ll all be happy to have you with us, no matter what level you’re at.”
Usagi wiped her eyes. “Really?” She sat up and looked at the three of them. “I…I’m not sure if I want to go back, though. ‘Cause, I guess I kinda felt jealous too… of how all three of you had that bond that I couldn’t be a part of.”
“Well, you don’t have to go if you don’t want to, Kitten.” Haruka pet the top of her head. “But we’d be happy if you did.”
Usagi nodded. “Can we leave it there? I just wanna eat right now.”
“That’s fine, princess. We can always talk about it later.” Michiru assured her.
“Yeah. Let’s get you some food, Usa.” Seiya pecked her lips. Though when Usagi tugged her back, Seiya kissed her for longer. “I’ll go to your favorite place, okay? I’ll wait in their line and everything.”
“Thanks, Sei.”
Usagi scooted off Seiya, letting her stand. Haruka quickly patted her lap and Usagi rushed over to crawl on her lap.
Michiru smiled and stood. “I can come with you, Seiya.”
“Really? Thanks, Michiru.” Out of the corner of her eye, Seiya stared at Usagi and Haruka.
With her legs wrapped around Haruka’s waist and arms slung around Haruka’s shoulders, Usagi looked very happy. Haruka tugged a blanket over them while her other hand stroked Usagi’s hair. They looked so warm and cozy together. Haruka grabbed the remote and Usagi began directing her on what channel to flip to.
The look on Seiya’s face was tight and hard to read. Remembering Seiya’s jealousy from days before, Michiru reached out and took her hand, squeezing it slightly in comfort. Her attention was pulled to Michiru, her expression softening when their eyes met.
“It’s okay… I was just thinking how cute they were. Haruka’s so delicate with her and Usagi’s so happy to be there.” Seiya said. “I still feel a little jealous, but that’s because I can’t go over there and join them.”
Michiru pecked her cheek. “Guess I’ll just have to make grabbing takeout exciting for you.”
Seiya spared Usagi and Haruka one more glance before offering a hand to Michiru. “You’re always full of surprises, Michiru.”
“I try to be.”
THE NEXT EVENING – HARUKA’S CAR
The sun had finally set into the ocean and stars were lighting up the night sky. Seiya’s chin rested on the car door as she stared up at the constellations. Each one twinkled and sparkled, some brighter than others, but all of them beautiful.
Speaking of beautiful, Usagi was clinging to Seiya’s waist. Her head rested against Seiya’s back like it was a pillow. After their talk yesterday and this morning, she had been in far better spirits. Plus, when Haruka offered to take everyone on a night drive, Usagi got so excited. They hadn’t been able to talk much on the drive, Michiru was right about the loud wind making it hard to speak, but Seiya found the salty sea air and watching the scenery entertaining enough.
Michiru and Haruka sat in the front seats together. For the entire ride, Michiru had a hand on Haruka’s thigh, which had been moving higher up her legs as the drive continued. Seiya was honestly impressed that Haruka could focus with Michiru’s hand there. As for Haruka, a big grin was plastered on her face. The whipping wind made her sandy hair flow back and it would no doubt be a tangled mess by the time she got home. Michiru would probably love the chance to brush out Haruka’s hair and play with it. Maybe Seiya would harass Haruka while she couldn't fight back.
The car slowed as Haruka pulled off onto an exit. The road led them down to a quiet, empty beach. Waves hit the shore in a rhythmic pattern. Excitedly, Michiru was already unfastening her seatbelt. By the time the car had stopped, Michiru had the door open and was rushing down towards the shoreline.
“Ocean time!” Usagi quickly followed, climbing out of the car.
Seiya lazily watched from her spot in the car. A smile formed on her face as she watched them abandon their shoes and step into the water. Michiru had a wide, genuine smile on her face and her whole body relaxed. Usagi splashed around in the water, kicking some up at Michiru’s legs.
“You don’t wanna go in the water?” Haruka asked. At some point she had exited the driver's seat and walked around to lean against the car. Seiya could see her butt from this angle, so she wasn’t complaining.
“No, I’m fine right here.” Seiya looked back at the girls. “It’s nice to watch them have fun.”
Haruka nodded in agreement. “I love seeing Michiru lit up when we come down here.” Silence overtook them for a moment before Haruka rested a hand on Seiya’s shoulder. “So… usually I save the making out for once Michiru’s out of the water, but since you’re here?”
Haruka didn’t need to finish the sentence because Seiya was already scrambling over the door. When she was halfway out, with one leg hanging outside the car and the other leg still on the car floor, Haruka grabbed her cheeks and pulled her in for a kiss.
They still had a lot to figure out with this poly-thing, but for right now, Seiya was happy to take late night drives, watch Michiru and Usagi play in the ocean, and makeout with Haruka while straddling her car.