Today is the day [Anjali]

[Celia Gaines]

Saturday. Was it saturday yet? Where was the text with her address? Did she forget? Why would she forget her? Celia was sitting quietly on her couch as her mind raced from place to place, assuming the worst where she would normally just do something about it. Why didn't she undergo action right now? Why was she so nervous, so nervous that her phone almost dropped from her hands as she looked at the screen for an incoming message. Was it the right time? It would be soon, she supposed. But with some luck she'd see the problem and text her address aa bit early so Celia could be there at the arranged time. But, if it was like she said she supposed she'd have to wait a bit still for the message she so eagerly awaited.

''Come on Anj..'' She whispered under her breath as she pulled her legs up to her chin. How uncharacteristic of someone singing in a metal band to be acting so girly, waiting for her 'date' to 'pick her up'.

Wasn't she hyping this up a bit too much? What if it wasn't like she thought and she'd end up getting bored? Maybe it would be just talking after all, and while she had signed up for just talking she did hope it would end up being something more. Would she be a girl like that and put out on the first faux-date? The worse thought, would Celia? She was,for some reason, not sure how to act around her despite having seen her tons of times during yoga.

Finally the phone beeped and the message with the address popped up. Celia spent no more time thinking about anything and grabbed her coat right then, also taking her phone with her because, what was a girl without her phone? And directions to the date. Luckily it wasn't far off and she made it in less time than she expected.

She stood in front of the door she was told it was and rang the doorbell, adjusting her hair a bit and making sure her outfit did not have anything sticking out of it.

''Look who made it!''

[Anjali Kedar]

Saturday.  She'd been both looking forward to and dreading the day all week.  It was an interesting combination.  She would think about the pending visit from Celia at first get all excited, and then she would think about all the potential filthy things the girl might try and then she got warm and anxious and had no idea what to do with herself.  She got by not thinking about it most of the time.  But it was here.  Today was the day.  Celia was coming over.

She was glad when the girl didn't show up to her class that morning. Not because she didn't want to see her, but because her presence would probably make her mess up again and again.  The last thing she needed was for one of the other class participants to complain about her professionalism, or think that maybe she was drunk or something.  No, she needed to stay focused for class, and with Celia gone it wasn't a problem.

When class wrapped up she went home and showered before meeting her lab partner.  Things didn't take nearly as long as expected and she was home before two.  She paced around a bit, knowing she needed to send Celia her address, but every time she grabbed her phone to do it she choked.  What was going to happen today? Was she ready? Was she working herself up over nothing? Literally nothing, since nothing would actually happen?  Finally after some deep breaths Anjali pulled up her texts and shot Celia a message letting her know she was home and her address.  Then she spent the remainder of her time keeping herself busy by nitpicking the apartment, putting little things away and making sure her room was clean.  She even made the bed and put the pillows on.  So many pillows.. too many pillows!

The bell rang and her heart stopped.  This was it, moment of truth.  Taking a few deep breaths Anjali pushed her feet in front of each other until she made it to the door.  She ran a hand through her hair and straightened her slightly wrinkled shirt before opening the door.

She pushed a smile on her face at the site of the other girl.  It was strange seeing her now, knowing Celia liked her.  She could only admire her in return now that her mind was in that place.  She gulped and pulled the door open wider, a silent invitation.  "You did." She replied with a sort of laugh, knowing she probably sounded like an idiot.  Off to a great start..  "I take it you didn't get lost then."

[Celia Gaines]

The door opened and the first thing Celia said.. not that much of a good first impression. Although, she'd made her first impression before that point, right? Anjali did, anyway, but no matter how stupid or how dumb she thought she sounded her tone was nothing short of exactly what Celia wanted or even needed to hear, how silly that might have sounded if she had actually said it out loud.

''Lost? Me? On my way to you? Never!'' She replied with a smile as she stepped forward and gave the other girl a friendly hug. ''But if I was lost, just out of curiosity, would you come find me?'' The girl lingered there in the hug a bit before pulling back and stepping forward once more to enter her domain which she so gladly kept the door open to.

Celia looked around for a coatrack but caught her eyes falling on Anjali time and time again. Like she was a painting so beautiful it dared you to look at it, but she didn't even like paintings! Art, sure, but not in the sense of paintings or dancing or whatever, she was more into the art of the vocal persuasion. ''I kind of want to do the right thing and take off my jacket like a normal person, but I'm not sure I should remove my clothing so soon.'' She stuck out her tongue lightly in a joking manner, and while she knew it was just a jacket she wasn't sure it'd stay with just a jacket being taken off.

''I think we need to get to know each other first.'' She said. ''Before, you know, I lose the ability to form coherent sentences.''

So with her jacket still on (which was the oddest thing to do) she motioned for the other girl to lead on, though that was probably a bad move since she'd beyond a doubt be checking her backside out.

''Lead the way, brown sugar.''

[Anjali Kedar]

A bashful smile let Anjali's face at Celia's comment, though she easily let an arm wrap around the other girl in a friendly hug.  It was a friendly hug.. wasn't it? She hoped. Of course it was.  They were friends, after all.  "I would try." She promised, the anxiety she'd felt before opening the door only heightening as she looked Celia over.  She was realizing quickly the other girl had no qualms about having similar conversations in person as she did over text.  Anjali had felt braver then, but now? She was quickly losing her courage.

Anjali shut the door behind Celia feeling strangely trapped.  It wasn't necessarily the worst thing in the world, but she had just locked herself in an apartment with Celia.  They were completely alone.  Just them.  Kate wouldn't be around all weekend.. her heart raced just thinking about it.  Why was it so warm..  A nervous sort of laugh left her throat which she promptly cleared. There's a, uhh, there's a closet."  Again she cleared her throat and felt her cheeks warm as she looked at Celia's feet instead of her eyes.  She wished she weren't so scared about what would happen.  She hated what a freak she was sometimes.  When it came to leading a class of people through a yoga lesson she had all the nerves in the world, but put her alone in a room with a girl who wanted to see what was under the skin tight yoga pants and she lost all assurance.

"I don't think you'll ever lose that ability." Anjali suggested.  She was under the impression Celia would always have something to say.  She shot a playfully dirty look when called brown sugar though, and moved further into the apartment.  "Is that my new nickname? Because that stays between us.  Never at yoga." She instructed, not wanting her professional life and personal life to get too mixed up, and have your.. friend? Come and call you brown sugar during class was probably frowned upon.

Anjali stopped at the doorway to the kitchen, nodding to the couches.  "Want something to drink? We can hang on the couch. Or.. no the couch is probably good."  She would suggest her room but she decided that suggestion was, well, too suggestive and sitting on her bed with Celia seemed to invite things she wasn't sure she wanted yet. "Or, uh, like a snack or something? We could order dinner in a couple hours? Like, if you're still here.. or uhh.. I could make something."

[Celia Gaines]

She was in Anjali's house now. But didn't she mention a housemate? Someone else? So why was she alone now? Ofcourse it could be just a coincidence but it could also be premeditated, something so they'd be alone again like before in the gym. Celia knew that deep down the other girl was intersted enough to do something like this, she had begun to sound like she was resisting before, but no one ever really resisted Celia. Maybe this was what she liked about it and simultaniously disliked; she never got rejected. It had never lacked in the trying department, or so she was told, but she had never heard no.. was that supposed to be the life of a metal vocalist? Never mind that people seemed to enjoy how her hair looked and her style was so.. 'metal'.

''Between us?'' She repeated after nodding that it was indeed her new nickname. ''I can do between us.'' She continued with a smile. It'd be their sexy secret. Though not doing anything at yoga.. well that was something she couldn't promise, certainly not if that night turned out to be what she looked for in a night. ''It'll be our. little. secret.'' With every word she leaned in a bit before finally sticking out her tongue at her, slightly hoping that she'd reach out and do something wild. Buuut she probably wouldn't, Celia's expectations were a bit too high, she supposed.

Maybe it was better to just keep it at a night with them just getting to know each other, she figured it'd be a night of getting to know each other because, even though it was still the middle of the day she had no plans to leave until she was kicked out. She made sure she had no other plans in her otherwise lonely weekends, so the day after that was wide open. Not that she'd needed that. Or maybe.. she shook her head mentally, her hopes were set too high.

''I almost want to ask what the 'or' was about..'' She said with a smile as she subconsciously took off her jacket and laid it out over the edge of the couch. She didn't notice right away and took a seat, still focused on the girl asking if she wanted something to drink. ''Hmm.. tea?'' She had said so much about tea it would almost be a crime not to ask about it, besides, Anjali had claimed it was good for her, so why not? ''The good for my throat kind, if you don't mind. Thanks!'' A snack also didn't sound bad, but she'd rather wait for that dinner thing she mentioned.

''Dinner together, no roommate.. Someone is being progressive.'' She smiled as she looked around. ''Where did you hide the candles?''

[Anjali Kedar]

Their little secret. How could Celia make something so innocent sound so completely.. sexual! She was so close, her tongue sticking out playfully, and Anjali felt unsure of what to do.  Being clueless on how to act in situations like this she rolled her eyes and grinned, playing it off as a sort of joke.  In a sense she supposed it was. Wasn't it? What was she supposed to even do? Maybe it was good to have someone like Celia around to do things like leaning in and sticking her tongue out.  Maybe next time someone did that she would have more of a clue how to respond.  Or maybe she wouldn't.

She felt her cheeks warm at the mention of the "or" she'd hesitated at, but turned away hoping Celia wouldn't insist.  There was plenty of time to wander around the apartment.  The couch was good at first, or maybe she should give her a tour? That was polite, wasn't it?  

"Tea it is."  She began filling the kettle, and though she was in her own home she felt completely lost.  Her eyes flickered to the woman in the other room, sitting on her couch. Should she sit across from her? Next to her? The other side of the couch? Stand?  Maybe she should just march over and kiss her just to get it out of the way.  She pulled her gaze away quickly after that thought, putting the kettle on and twisting the heat knob.

Anjali headed back towards the living room and rolled her shoulders.  "I wouldn't say progressive." Was she being progressive? How was her roommate being out and having dinner while chilling at her place progressive? She felt like she was missing something.  "And they're not hidden, they're in my bedroom." It hit her immediately that what she'd said was feeding into what Celia wanted.  "Like.. I don't mean for you! For us.. for.. I just have them.. in my room." She sucked her lips in and furrowed her brows, pushing her hands on her hips.  What the hell was wrong with her? "Anyway." She shook her head, trying to get rid of the embarrassment.  "Want to take a tour while the water boils?"

[Celia Gaines]

Oh, she was even more fun as a regular person and not as her teacher! Celia smiled the entire time she talked, noting the fact she didn't answer her question about her word of hesitance, though the silence was quickly answered by another thing she said.

She got up and walked over to Anjali. ''You're really cute when you do that, you know.'' She was beginning to see this entire endeavor as one of her biggest dreams, someone being so flabbergasted by her that they said what she wanted to hear without knowing they said it until it was already out there. ''And a tour, with you?'' She repeated. ''Of this house?'' She was either planning something or being very accommodating and dismissive of what she said and knew. ''You know I do! We have some time to kill anyway.''

She smiled at the girl as she put her hands on her hips, Celia mirroring her and putting her own hands on her hips. It wasn't to make her uncomfortable it just.. felt right. Besides, imitation was the most sincere form of flattery, right? ''Are you sure you're up for some time alone with me in.. wherever we're going?''

''Perhaps your bedroom, with the candles? Did you remember to bring flowers? Oh, and chocolate?'' She joked, though she did hold the back of her hand against her forehead. ''I didn't expect things to go so fast.'' She waved some wind her own way and breathed deeply. ''It seems you were really looking forward to this.'' She finally dropped the act and winked at Anjali, letting her know she wasn't really expecting anything of the sort, though it did happen to be the most beautiful string of words she had ever heard.

''Not that I'm complaining or anything..''

[Anjali Kedar]

Cute? Pathetic, yes, ridiculous, absolutely, but Cute?  As Celia came closer she felt herself tense again.  There was no one else she acting like this for.  She had no problems sitting and chatting with Kate on the couch all night, snuggled up.  She could talk to Chris for hours without really stumbling on her words, and she had a crush on Chris, but with Celia she couldn't help but get flustered and tongue tied.  She wondered if it would ever stop.

"I figured."  If she hadn't suggested it herself she was almost sure Celia would have. Or at least made a comment regarding it.  "It would be no different than time alone with you in here, would it? My roommates gone for the night, it's just us."  As soon as Celia started talking again she realized what was meant and again felt like an idiot.  Celia was good at this flirting business and she wasn;t nearly perceptive enough to pick up on it.

"Now I know you're messing with me." She poked the other girls shoulder.  "Maybe next time There'll be some flowers or chocolate.  Today you get only tea.  Tea and candles.  C'mon, white sugar." She said playfully, waiving her along.  

"Alright, this is Kate's room, my roommate.  That's the no go zone, not sure what state her rooms in, but we respect each others privacy.  And here's the bathroom." She flipped the light on and showed her the room before finally moving just a little further to her own bedroom.  She pushed the door open more, which had already been open a bit.  "And my room."  It had colorful tapestries and a handful of elephant figurines.  Four rolled up yoga mats were leaning against the wall by her desk which was cluttered with books and papers, and though it was done neatly, it was still too full.  Christmas lights dangled from the ceiling around the walls and a star lamp hung in the center.  It was vibrant, the bedspread a mess of colors and the pillows and cushions on top mirroring the colors of the rainbow.  There candles spread everywhere and it smelled vaguely of incense.  "And here's where I sleep."

[Celia Gaines]

''Just us, I like the sound of that.'' She did, really. Time alone with someone like her? She'd get a friend out of it first, maybe more than that, and maybe it'd end up as the thing she'd been longing for her whole liefe! Well.. the past few years. Who was counting? Not like it was two years, four months and sixty-eight days or anything. ''Are you sure this wasn't premeditated? This strikes me as a bit of a..'' She shook her head then and shot Anjali a smile. ''Makes sense to want to be alone with me, I like you and I'm pretty sure you're interested too.'' Why, she didn't know. She wasn't even sure it was of the romantic variety but hey, it had been a while since any girl had shown any kind of interest. Except those loose women at her gigs showing their bodies and wanting pictures with her.. so superficial.

..not much different than Celia, now that she thought about it. ''The mssing with you comes later.'' She quipped playfully. ''If you're good. And in for it.'' She stuck out her tongue slightly. She knew Anjali was good, the only issue was if she was in for it. Didn't she say she hadn't ever dated a woman before? Not that this was a date or anything, but did that mean she hadn't ever been hit on before by a woman?

It did occur to her that the comment she made was possibly a bit too much, but hey, she was just being honest! ''I wonder how brown sugar and white sugar mix.'' She replied as she was called white sugar and waved along. She followed though, tempted to look at the backside of Anjali as she walked but resisting. Barely.

''No go zone? Why would I want to go there though? She's not the one I like?'' They moved on, though with every step they were getting closer to.. something big, she felt. ''I'm loving how you're showing me what I need when I stay over. Almost like you have a plan or something.''

She peeked into her room when she showed it, smiling as she found the colors and the lights, the yoga mats and the pillows, the cushions, the bed, and the imaginary Anjali lying there. ''Not tonight, I hope?''

Yes, that was innuendo.

[Anjali Kedar]

A bit of a what? In a sense she supposed it was sort of premeditated.  She'd told Kate she was having a friend over, and that she was welcome to stick around, but Kate also knew a bit of the situation since the Indian girl had a hard time shutting her mouth.  She got the feeling Kate was giving her some private time to let things happen because she knew that Anjali sort of wanted it, and kind of needed it.  Celia had no problem throwing it in her face either. Being alone with her.. She shrugged again bashfully, the look on her face giving away that she was interested.

The more Celia promise the fooling around, the more anxious she became.  It would be so much easier for her if it wasn't dangling there, like some elephant sitting in the middle of the room they were both trying to ignore.  No, like some elephant Celia kept shoving at her and forcing Anjali to look at, accept, and possibly pursue.  "I- well, we.. you can do, uh.." The words stumbled from her mouth quickly and sloppily as if her mouth was trying to give an answer her brain hadn't fully formed yet.  her mind wasn't communicating properly. "Okay." She finally mumbled because she didn't know what else to say. She had no solid thoughts.

"No plan.." She admitted skeptically, nipping the inside of her bottom lip.  She wished she had some sort of plan, but she couldn't even communicate with the other girl properly anymore, not with how heavily she was coming onto her.  Was this what it was going to be like all night? Anjali wasn't sure if she should tell her to tone it down, to stop all together or just kiss her to get it over with.  What if there wasn't even chemistry there! Did you need chemistry for booty calls? Was that what this was?

Anjali's eyes fell upon her bed as she felt the heat warm her body.  No sleeping tonight..  Her heart began to race as she considered all that would entail.  Was Celia messing with her? Did she do it simply for her stuttering, twitchy reply? Didn't she say she wanted to get to know her? Swallowing hard Anjali looked back up to Celia and sighed.  

"Alright, let's get it over with." She felt giddy and poutty at the same time, two very conflicting emotions.  Though a little freaked, she just wanted to get whatever Celia had in mind out of the way, or at least some of it.  She wanted to know what she was being taunted with.  "You keep talking about it, so, like, whatever you want to do, like right now, just.. let's do it so it's not hovering over us all night."

[Celia Gaines]

Stumped. Anjali had done it and nulled the training Celia had been going through to cope with the most odd questions from people who interviewed her. Have you ever slept with a guy? Do you ever get lonely? Those questions were now simple to answers, and there were always plenty of people throwing themselves at her and maybe that was the reason she was kind of throwing herself at brown sugar right now. But.. she wasn't like that, not really anyway. She'd never had this, in someones house being told to just get it over with. It was tempting to say the least, they were in her bedroom already, but they still had the entire night to go!

Celia, for the first time that she had been around Anjali, looked down instead of straight at her. This was weird. For all that shameless flirting there had never been someone telling her to just do it, and to her no less. She wasn't sure what to do anymore, and while she could think of a few things to say she wasn't sure she should. Perhaps she had taken this a bit too far.

She looked back up at Anjali and mustered a smile. ''So romantic.'' She joked while in the knowledge that whatever she had been doing was nothing short of scraping the bottom of the barrel. ''But I'll pass. I want you to want it too, I don't want to just get on and off.'' She walked over to Anjali and took a hold of her hand. ''I want to get to know you before I.. get to know you.''

''Besides, you owe me tea.''

[Anjali Kedar]

It seemed that she had silenced Celia for a change.  For a moment the other girl didn't seem to really know what to say, her eyes falling to the ground instead of Anjali's.  She suddenly understood why Celia constantly did it to her; it was sort of fun knocking the words from someone.  Was Celia going to turn it around on her again though? Or had she finally won the upper hand?

Anjali rolled her eyes at the comment.  Maybe it wasn't romantic, but the way Celia was playing the game it could hardly be considered romantic either.  She let the other girl take her hand, watching her cautiously.  She did want it too, but she wasn't about to admit it now, not with the other girl so close and so ready to pounce.  Or was she? Was Celia putting up a front?


"Fine." Anjali took her free hand and poked Celia's chest, stepping a little closer.  She was feeling far more bold now that she'd regained some of her footing.  "But if you keep up the taunts, I'm just going to kiss you myself to get it over with.  Maybe that'll keep you quiet." She promised, raising a brow.

The tea kettle began to sing in the kitchen, as if to call them both away from the moment.  She pushed a bright smile onto her face and pulled away.  "Tea's ready."  She turned and walked away, taking a deep breath as she went.  Had she just threatened to kiss Celia?! She supposed she had.  "Chamomile mint?" She asked, looking over her shoulder as she moved easily through her apartment.

[Celia Gaines]

So yeah, Celia was hoping this was a one off kinda thing. Still, for her to be able to do this meant that she was turning even more interesting as she went. And the threat she added made her raise a brow in confusion. Was it a threat or an invitation? Wait, didn't Celia just say she wanted to get to know her? This was probably just some joke she was trying to pull or something, see how she would react to this. Obviously she would just act like she had done before: bold and full of innuendos.

''A promise like that, silence me?'' She giggled as she felt her finger on her. ''Not likely and you know it.'' She'd maintain that her being speechless was just a moment of distraction, not one of not knowing what to do or say. Still, she wouldn't act on what Anjali had said before, she wouldn't just do it to get it over with. Besides, she liked how the other girl seemed to be stepping up right now. Perhaps letting her do it when she was ready would be a good idea. Celia knew that Anjali was aware of the fact she was ready and willing. Yeah, waiting would suck, but it'd pay off, she was sure of that.

''Still, I do have to admit you got me back there.'' Okay, so much for maintaining it was a fluke. Though maybe she was just feeding the thought that Anjali was in charge.

''Chamomile sounds delicious!'' It didn't. She had no idea what to expect of any of the tea. But still, if it was made by Anjali it had to be good. Right?

''I'll take some brown sugar with it.''

[Anjali Kedar]

She did know the threat would probably do little to hush Celia, but it was a start.  Plus she would hold to her threat.  She would kiss her.  It wouldn't be easy, but she would do it simply to get her to stop, at least for a while.

"I have my moments." Did she really have her back there? She silenced her for a moment, rendered the flirt speechless even if for only a moment.  She raised a brow at Celia as she commented on the tea sounding delicious, and then the bit about brown sugar.  She should have bought her a bag for real, but she'd completely forgotten.  If she wasn't careful, she would get the bag in the cabinet thrown at her head, which was a bad thing considering it was probably rock hard.  Anjali could never get it to stay nice and soft once it had been opened for some reason.


"You're pushing it." She warned with a playfully scolding finger as she turned the heat off the stove.  Anjali poured the boiling water into two mugs and dipped a couple tea balls into her stash, filling each before slipping them into the cups.  She herself likes her tea sweet and poured regular old white sugar into both mugs before bringing them back into the living room and setting them on the table in there.

"Alright, so let's get to know each other, since you keep bringing it up.  Any questions you got that won't make me all nervous, tripping over my words?"

[Celia Gaines]

She was playing it a bit too close to the edge, she figured. But if it helped Anjali get a bit of a steady footing in their little getting to know flirt it was a decent price to pay, as she was sure that whatever Anjali said wasn't meant as anything to really shut her up, and even if she did want her to shut up she knew exactly how to go about doing just that. ''Yes you do.'' She chuckled in return. ''A great big continous one at that. No dull moments here.'' She said as they walked back to the kitchen for the tea, Celia obviously letting the other girl go first to watch her as she walked, biting her lower lip as they went. Had she made a mistake by not taking her up on her offer?

No matter, they were past that now. And while it was obvious they were both interested there was one giant mistake Celia had made that kindof put her down a bit, she made Anjali think, or that was what she assumed, that it was all about the sex. But that wasn't it at all, but she had no real way of making her see this. Or did she?

''Admit that you're not opposed to me being like I am.'' She said as she put her hands on her hips and leaned forward mockingly. ''You act like you don't know how to act but you really did shut me up for a second there.'' So she did know how to act. Celia smiled as she walked over to the couch and sat down, waiting for her tea and as it arrived, letting it rest for a bit because she knew one thing for sure about tea. It was hot.

She looked to the girl beside her and smiled. ''But you're so.. cute when you do, why take this from me?'' So waved her hand though as to say she shouldn't answer, that yes, she did have normal questions and did want to get to know her.

''So, apart from the lessons I've been taking just to be close to you, how long have you been doing yoga?''