Just as we're about to head down, the lunch bell rings.
        “We should probably wait until the halls clear, so no one gets suspicious, yeah?~”
        “Yeah, I guess that would make sense...” I can almost taste her anxiety. I know how she feels, really. After a few minutes of waiting, we head down.
        The wine's made me a bit more unstable then usual, and going down the stairs proves to be a slight challenge. I stumble into Hanako, who catches me and attempts to stay upright herself.
        “Oops, sorry Hanachan!~ I'm just a little dizzy, that's all~” She laughs understandingly, and we finally get to the last step. We walk through the halls, trying a little too hard to be quiet. It must be quite the sight, us two creeping through the halls. Eventually we reach the girls' dorm, and Hanako lets us into her room.
        “So, this what Hanachan's room looks like?~ I like it!~ Very quaint and simple~” She lets out an apathetic laugh.
        “I... guess, yeah...” She reaches under her bed and pulls out two glasses and an unopened bottle of wine, this time white. She sets the glasses up on her nightstand and pours us a glass. As she hands me mine, she gestures for me to sit down.
        “You can sit on the bed with me, I don't mind...” She gives a slight smile with half of her mouth when she says, quite obviously letting her ulterior motives show.
        “Well, if you really want me to~” I giggle and sit down next to her, causing her to bounce and almost spill her wine. She sets her glass down and looks at me.
        “Listen, about earlier... I'm sorry... I don't know what I was doing-” I carefully interrupt her.
        “It's okay, Hanakochan~, I honestly was about to do the same!~” She suddenly looks intrigued.
        “Really? I... uh... okay...” She takes a sip of wine and looks back at me.
        “Misha, have you ever... kissed a girl before? Because you were pretty good at it....” Hanako's cheeks look as if they were painted red, like asking that question was the same as walking into class naked.
        “No, I can't say I have. But~... I do kind of... like girls~...” I feel my own face growing hot.
        “So... Uhm... You're more than just “friends” with Shizune, aren't you?” She looks like she's trying to hide inside her hair, almost as if she regrets asking that question.
        “Well... No... But, I do love Shizune... As more than a friend...” My eyes are getting wet. I hope I can hold them back.
        “And... She doesn't feel the same way?”
        “... No.” A single tear rolls down my cheek and falls into my lap. Suddenly, Hanako hugs me, squeezing tightly.
        “Oh, Misha, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to make you cry! Please forgive me!” My should starts to feel wet and I realize she's crying too.
        “No, Hanako, it wasn't you, it's okay~ It's just... Remembering that Shizune doesn't feel the same way always gets me worked up...” I put my arms around her, and we sit on her bed for a while. Eventually she looks up at me and kind of smiles.
        “You know... I kind of didn't want that kiss to end...” Her mouth wilts in what looks more like longing than sadness.
        “It doesn't have to~” I place my hands at her sides and move in to kiss her. Showing that she was about to do the same, we meet halfway, and our mouths glide into each other. Her tongue is as zealous as mine, trying to map out my mouth by tasting every inch of it. I carefully slip my hand under her shirt, trying my best to not scare her off. Much to my surprise, she does the same, sliding her hands up to my back. Not wanting to be bested, I move up, touching her bra strap. She gives a slight gasp, but responds by kissing me deeper, pushing me back on to the bed. Before I know it, my shirt is on its way off of my body. Hanako taking the lead surprises me, but I let it happen. My shirt finally makes it off, and she breaks the kiss to look me in the eye.
        “Are... Are you sure you want to do this?” I can tell she's asking out of respect, not hesitation.
        “Yes, Hanachan.~ I'm ready.” Wanting to prove what I just said, I reach up to take off her top. She merely smiles and goes back to kissing me, reaching around me to undo my bra. I lift my self to accommodate her, accidentally touching our midsections together. When I bring my self back down, she keeps her body pressed to mine. With my bra off, I start to undo hers. Before I can get it off, she pushes herself up, letting her bra fall off of her chest. Her breasts are gleaming with sweat, worked up from anticipation. I can't take my eyes off of them; they're beautiful. Interrupting my admiration, she sits up to take off her skirt. Hanako's nude body, amazing. I never thought I would see it. It truly is a work of art. Her tear-drop shaped breasts rise delicately off her chest, her stomach is nicely toned, her hips have just the right amount of curve, her thighs are as creamy and smooth as parfait. Before I get the proper chance to drink her in, she reaches down to take off my skirt. She takes her time, slowly sliding downwards, as if to savor every second of it. Eventually, I'm left in just my underwear, and she tosses the skirt aside, now useless refuse. After a slight grin, she hooks her fingers into both sides of my panties and gently pulls them down, as carefully as someone would defuse a bomb. I bend my legs to ease removal, and soon those are off too, thrown next to my skirt. Looking at her, I realize hers are still on. Smiling positively devilishly, I grab them and nearly rip them off, nearly knocking her off balance.  A slight yelp stops me, and I look up just in time to see Hanako falling straight at me. I make a feeble attempt to catch her, but I'm too late, and she falls directly on top of me. Our breasts mash together on impact, but at this point it's more pleasurable than painful. She reaches down to finish removing her panties, and soon we're both completely nude.
        And that's it. I have no idea what to do next. We're just staring at each other, exposed to the world. Hanako lets out an awkward giggle, and smiles at me.
        “Well, let's start with this...” She kisses me, harder than the other times, and grabs my right breast. All I can do is kiss back and hold her to me. Suddenly, an electric feeling jolts up my body. She's playing with my nipple, and shows no mercy. My hips involuntarily grind against her, almost on their own, fueled by insatiable lust. She responds by torturing my poor nub even harder.
        “Oh god, Hanachan~... Don't be so rough~...” But my pleas go ignored. Instead, she straddles my abdomen and attacks my left nipple, becoming relentless in her sexual assault. I'm pinned to the bed by her weight, completely helpless. Hanako grins in an almost evil way, confirming my feelings. There's nothing I can do now, only be subjected to her drunken wiles. It gets me off more, I think, that I have no control. My throes of desire cause me stop paying attention to the real world, but soon my nipples are free. Gasping for air, I can only imagine what she has planned next. My flesh soon explodes into goosebumps as her lips meet the skin between my breasts, planting small kisses downward, stopping around my belly button. She looks up at me, directly into my eyes. I can no longer see the old, timid Hanako; all that's there now is a Hanako drunk on lust (okay, and maybe a bit of that wine). With no other warning than the breaking of eye contact, she bee-lines south, only stopping once she's reached my mound. Inquisitively, she gives outer folds a tentative lick. It sends shivers up my spine and out into my body, causing me to yelp in pleasure. Hanako giggles like she's playing with a new toy, and does it again, pushing it a bit deeper into my skin. My arousal simply grows exponentially. Without warning, she plunges straight into me.
        “Waaaaa!~” The sound escapes my mouth without telling me it was coming. Hanako nearly jumps at the suddenness of it, but wastes no time in getting back to business. She explores my sex with her tongue as dutifully as she did my mouth, leaving nothing uncovered. My skin feels on fire, electric to the touch. I'm moist with sweat, breathless with need. I involuntarily clamp my legs around Hanako's head, whose relentless assault has yet to let up. Tugging at my nipples while she attacks my tiny button produces an ungodly experience, and I almost crush her head. She lets up just enough for my legs to relax a bit, but returns to her work diligently. I feel my orgasm coming, and throw my hands onto the back of her head, pulling her into me. Sensing what must be coming, she slows down, keeping me on the brink of release for much longer than I would like. As I tighten my grip on the back of her head, she increases her intensity. No longer able to hold back, I finally come, and hard. I lose all sense of time and space, simply and utterly lost in orgasm. My legs give out, my back arches itself, my toes curl back into themselves, and all I can do is scream.
        “Uwaaaaaa!~ Hanachan!~”  The feeling finally ends, and I fall limp, unable to catch my breath. Hanako moves herself up to kiss me, and I taste myself on her. She places her hand on my side, her fingers wet with her own arousal. I wasn't the only one getting off. I regain sensation and control of my own body, and pull her close to me. We lay there next to each other for a bit while I recover. After a minute, I look over at her.
        “Now it's your turn, Hanachan.~” I pull her into a kiss, and run my hand down her chest. Eventually, I hit the diamond-like hardness of her nipple, and lightly play with it. She opens her mouth a bit, and I take the opportunity to dive in again. I let my hand float downwards, my body moving with it. My hand on her thigh, I carefully suck her nipple into my mouth. Soon, my combination of easy nibbling and tongue flicks has Hanako in a fit. She audibly gasps anytime I squeeze a bit harder, panting like a dog in the summer sun. I switch to teasing her other nipple, and nonchalantly move my hand to her inner thigh. She rubs her legs together like she's trying to start a fire. I carefully move my hand up her thigh, stopping just before I hit her sex. Her breathing becomes ragged and restless, practically begging for contact. Slyly, I let my hand slide down her thigh a bit, wait for her disappointed sigh, and quickly dash upwards, placing my middle finger in her slit. Slowly, I rub her, listening to her inhale and exhale, gauging my speed by hers. Again, I preform a false retreat, only to shove my finger inside of her. Hanako clamps down on it before I can even get a chance to pull it out. All I can hear now is her cries of ecstasy, punctuated by the slight pumping of her hips. When she eases her grip on my finger, I carefully begin to piston it in and out. Once I've adjusted the rate, I place my thumb on her clit and slowly drag it up and down. This elicits the expected response from Hanako, and I move my thumb even faster. My entire hand is soaked her juices, and everything creates a wet, sloppy noise. She doesn't give much more time to reflect on that.
        “Oh god, Misha, please! I need it!” Needing no further encouragement, I place a second finger inside her, and quicken the pace considerably. All too soon, she's on the brink of coming. I come to a complete halt.
        “So, you say you need this, huh, Hanachan?~”
        “Please Misha, please! More than anything! Just let me come!” Hearing her beg like that rekindles my own flame. I hastily resume my previous activities, wasting no time to bring her back to her sensitive state. Grinding her hips into my hand, I can tell how much she wants it. I push my fingers in as far as they can go and find her G-spot. Once I do, I barrage it as hard as possible, keeping pressure on her clit. Her legs become a vice as she comes, almost harder than I did. I feel her outburst rush past my fingers, quickly soaking the sheets. I would have never imagined Hanako as a squirter.
        Soon, she relaxes, and I pull my hand out. Giving her a small peck on the lips, I look her in the eyes.
        “So, how was that?~”
        “It was... Great... Misha....” She still hasn't completely caught her breath. “Thank you for this...” I place my forehead on hers, and we lay like that for a while, eventually falling asleep from the sheer exhaustion caused by today's events.
 
        I wake up, only to find myself alone on her bed. I get up, clean myself off, and get dressed. Not sure where Hanako is, I wait on her bed for her to return. I hear the door open and look up.
        “Hey, Hanachan~” I beam at her.
        “Oh, hey Misha” She returns the smile, but hers has a little extra something in the corners. Contentedness, I think?
        “Where'd you run off to?~ Certainly you weren't trying to leave me here, hm?~” Her smile turns into a worried expression faster than I thought it could.
        “Oh, no, nothing like that Misha! I was just taking a shower, honest!” I feel a little bad for making her fluster into such distress.
        “Wahahah, you're so cute when you're flustered.~ I was just kidding, Hanachan, I know you'd never do anything like that!~” That seems to settle her down a bit. A quick glance at the clock alarmingly tells me it's almost 10 PM.
        “Oh my, how long were we sleeping?~ I've got to head to room!~” I gather my things and take in Hanako's nude form once more as she drops her towel. Such a beautiful girl. She'll make a nice girlfriend, maybe even wife, some day.
        “Thanks for today, Misha. It was really... Special.” She does that cute smile at me again.
        “I really should be thanking you, Hanachan.~ I haven't felt like that in a long time~... Maybe... We could... Do it again sometime?~” I end my sentence with a slight giggle.
        “Maybe...” She starts to look awkward again, so I change the subject.
        “Well, anyways, I've got to go now.~ It was nice hanging out with you today, and I hope we can do it again soon!~” I cross the room and give her a small kiss on the cheek. Before leaving, I add, “Especially if you have some more wine!~”
        I flounce down the hallway, drills bobbing. I look back and Hanako and flash her a smile. I really do hope we can become friends despite Shizune and Lilly's fighting. Having another day like today would be great. I lick my lips because they feel dry, and taste Hanako.
        Yeah, another day like today would be great.