Sun, Sermons, and Special Friends

Megan Serena Kaminski—Serenity to the few opponents she had fought so far in AFW, Meg to all of her friends at home—skipped excitedly down the hall, looking for the room of her new friend Fran. After Serenity had managed to win their match a few days earlier, the two girls had agreed to honor a wager theyâ€d made in the middle of it—they were going to go to the beach together, and Serenity would get to pick out Franâ€s swimsuit. And then they would go to church together, and Fran would get to pick out Serenityâ€s dress.

Once she found the right room, Serenity would knock lightly on the door, a big smile on her face as she waited for Fran to answer. She was dressed a bit conservatively, wearing a knee-length skirt and stockings, and a button-up shirt, looking a little bit like a schoolgirl. It was her hope that her current attire would convince Fran of her good intentions, and perhaps get the girl to agree to wear something a little more…daring than she might otherwise be comfortable with when they went to the beach.

Fran had a big grin on her face as she looked in the mirror. She was so excited to go out with her new, and first, friend she'd made at the AFW. After her match against Serenity, she was more lively than she had been in a long time. And she was always pretty lively. Now as she adjusted her hat and grabbed her cloak, she made sure everything was in order. She didn't realize that maybe it was a bit too goofy to wear in public, but tat didn't really bother her. She was certain she would be even more embarrassed by whatever Serenity had planned for her. She blushed just thinking about it.

When she heard the knock on her dressing room door, she hopped up and immediately rushed over. She threw the door open and when she saw Serenity, she pushed her face forward and pressed her lips hard against the girl. She wrapped her arms around her and squeezed as tightly as she could, glad to see her new friend. That was how special friends greeted each other, right? That's what Serenity said and she'd never deceive Fran!

After the lengthy, tongueless kiss, Fran pulled away. Her cheeks were red and she grinned at Serenity. "Megan! I'm glad to see you! I hope that God has blessed your day so far!" She said in a cheerful tone.

Serenity was a little taken aback when Fran greeted her at the door with an intense, passionate liplock. The religious girl had seemed a little uncomfortable with all of the kissing that the two of them had done towards the end of their match; Serenity had wondered whether or not she would be willing to kiss at all today. Well, Iâ€m glad that question was answered quickly, the brunette said to herself, with a little chuckle. She happily returned the kiss, wrapping her arms around Fran.

“Well, Iâ€m happy to see you too, Alisa!” Serenity said with a smile, patting her new friend on the back. “My day has been nice, but I donâ€t know if I would call it blessed, so far—seeing you, though, changes everything!”

She would pull Fran out of the dressing room, closing the door behind her. “Letâ€s get going! I do believe that we have some shopping to do.”

Fran had no reason to believe that what Megan had said about special friends kissing was in appropriate. Her and Megan were special friends now and that is what she had told to Alisa how they should be and greet each other. She was pretty insistent that it was not sexual at all. Alisa had not made any special friends since and so there was no one to correct her or try and turn her new friend into a liar of some kind. Alisa enjoyed the kiss and grinned brightly when they pulled away and Alisa could get a good look at her friend.

She grinned at the words. "Yes! The Lord will watch over us on this day." She said and hooked her arm around Megan's arm and began to make her way with her new friend out the faculty. The AfW facility was deep in the heart of Tokyo and not too far off from a shopping district.

"Soooo..." She said sheepishly as they were on their way to the shopping stores. "You aren't really going to make me get in something embarrassing, are you?" She leaned in close, whispering into Megan's ear. "T-That last match was... nearly too much!"

Ultimately, Megan had no idea that she might have deceived Alisa in some way. She had sort of made up the “special” category of friends in order to kiss the religious girl, but it had turned out so well, she was not going to ruin a good thing like this. She knew that anything sexual was out of the question, and she would avoid it—but kissing was very different from sex!

As they made their way towards the shopping district, and Alisa expressed her concern over the swimsuit she might have to wear, Megan couldnâ€t help but giggle a little. “I know what you mean…about the match,” Megan whispered back into her new friendâ€s ear. “But I do have something a little bit revealing in mind. I donâ€t want you to worry, though; Iâ€ll make sure that nothing, uh, pops out. You have my word on that.”

“As a matter of fact,” she continued, “Iâ€ll get myself the same swimsuit, but in a different color. That way weâ€ll both be showing a lot of skin, and maybe it won't be as embarrassing for you—plus, weâ€ll be all matchy, and thatâ€ll be really fun! Besides, you can take your revenge on me by making me wear whatever kind of dress to church that youâ€d like.”

Alisa's face went red as she heard Megan's words. Her head stuttered as it slipped from side to side by a few minute degrees. "O-Oh no..." She said and looked at Megan. She shut her eyes "I... But... modesty..." She said and lowered her head as her silver hair slipped off her shoulders. She began panting as Megan continued. "P-p-p-p-pop... OUT!?" She said and covered her chest. "I... I don't think I can bear to bare!" She said and wobbled as though she might faint. She looked at Megan. "Ahhh..." She had a pitiful look on her face but she knew she had to go through with it.

Megan's words, however, seemed to renew her with sudden vigor. She shook her head confidently. "Never! A good Christian woman always turns the other cheek!" She proclaimed. "I'd never want revenge on someone! Especially not one of my special friends!" Alisa bit her lip and then looked at Megan. "Though... I've never matched with anyone before." She said with a sheepish smile.

Megan was quick to try to reassure her new special friend of her intentions. “Hey, hey, nothing will pop out! I said nothing will pop out! Donâ€t worry!” She would pat Alisa on the back, smiling and trying to look confident and encouraging. “Itâ€s not like, sinful or anything is everything important is covered, right?”

When Alisa said that she would never take revenge, Megan couldnâ€t help but chuckle a little. “Well, you can think of it in whatever way youâ€d like. You can think of it as a contest, kind of like wrestling, if that would be preferable—to see if you can embarrass me with a big, poofy dress more than I can embarrass you with a tiny swimsuit. All in good fun, of course.” She paused, returning Alisaâ€s smile when the religious girl mentioned that she had never matched with anyone before. “See? Itâ€ll be fun!” she exclaimed.

"K-Kind of!" Alisa said as she looked at Megan with a perplexed stare. "Showing off the flesh is hedonistic!" She exclaimed in one gasping breath. She shut her eyes. "I... I made a promise and one must always, always keep their promises." She said , more to herself than to Megan. She then turned and looked at her special friend and smiled. "I just want you to look your best when we enter a House of God. That's all." She nodded. "Not that I am worried about what you wear, but... it's good to look extra nice."

Fran smiled at Megan and then looked forward. They were already getting close to the first signs of shopping Heaven. As they walked, Alisa lifted her hand to her lips. Her while her index finger touched her lips, her artificial pinky rapped the side of her other fingers. After a moment she turned and looked at Megan. "Megan." She said in a pensive tone. "Why did you decide to wrestle?" She asked.

“It is?” Megan said, tilting her head curiously. “See, this is why I need you, Alisa. You can teach me all of these interesting things that I wouldnâ€t have known otherwise.” She leaned over and gave her special friend a quick kiss. “Here, letâ€s go find you a swimsuit, and then we can go find me a dress, okay?”

They had already entered what Megan understood to be the cityâ€s major shopping district, passing by stores selling all sorts of different things. As they were approaching Meganâ€s intended destination, Alisa surprised her by asking why she had decided to wrestle. “Well…” Megan intoned, considering her response for just a moment. “I thought it would be fun.”

She paused, then continued: “Same question. Why did you decide to wrestle, Alisa?”

"N-need?" Alisa said and blushed. It deepened when Megan kissed her quickly and her mouth opened to let out a soft breath. Did Megan really need her? The thought made her heart beat a little faster.

"Yes!" She said and curled her fingers into a fist and pumped it exccitedly, rushing forward only to peter out after a few steps. "A-Ahck! W-why did I get so excited!" She playfully furrowed her brow at Megan. "You tricked me!" She said with a laugh as they pushed towards their shop.

Alisa couldn't really understand Megan's response. A lot of things were 'fun'. Bible study, Church, even a little bit of television in moderation. It seemed like there was a big gulf between actual fun things and wrestling, even after she had had her first match, which was, admittedly, fun. Alisa gave Megan a nonplussed look when she asked the same question as if it should have been completely obvious to the girl.

"God sent me. To cleanse that den of sin in the name of the Lord."