Title: How Did You Know?

Summary: Two young women in a cafe discuss how they first knew they were gay. (slight f/f, fem slash, lady love, etc, etc, etc.)

Author's Notes::laughs:: So, this is pretty much pointless and slightly fluffy. I really hate the question; "how did you first know you were gay?". No one ever really seems to ask straight people how they knew, so why ask anyone else. ::shrugs:: It seems silly to me. I also wrote this because my muse shoved the idea in my face and in the hopes that it'll help me get back in the swing of this writing thing after a painfully long hiatus. Oh and Cho, is a Japanese name meaning 'butterfly'.

"What do you mean 'how did I know'?" A young woman asked, scandalized. She sat back in her usual chair at the local cafe.

The other woman sharing her table lent forward with a lecherous grin fixed on her bow string lips. She sipped at the highly decorated mug, cupped between her palms and licked her lips before answering her lover's question. "How did you know you're door didn't swing quite that way?" she asked, tossing her head in the direction of a cooing heterosexual coupling a few tables over, who were playing footsies. "Come on my darling Cho, spill."

Cho averted her almond eyes uneasily and crossed her legs nervously. "I don't know. How did you know?"

"You're fibbing, you do too know. But I'll let it go for now."

The conversation stopped momentarily as the waiter stopped at their table briefly to set down a plate with a sliver of heavy chocolate cake and their check. He looked at each of the woman in turn, suspiciously, as if he thought they'd been taking about him.

"Directly after sliding out of my mothers god forsaken womb I pinched the nearest nurse in places not to be mentioned in such a setting." The young woman, Sophie said, winking roguishly at her companion and brushing back her loose wavy hair from her light blue eyes.

Cho giggled in spite of herself, a hand flying to her mouth. "Even back then you were mad as a horny little hatter."

"I'll drive you mad; Mad with orgasmic pleasure." Sophie promised with faux seriousness, and laughter sparkling in her eyes as she took a fork and loaded it with a generous portion of the chocolate cake.

At this Cho burst out into hysterical laughter, gripping at her sides helplessly. "Worst. Pick up line. Ever."

Sophie grinned lightly, placing the fork at the other girl's lips. After Cho accepted the cake she leaned in and placed a gently kiss against her lips. She tongued at the remainants of the thick chocolate at the corner of her mouth, savoring its sweet flavor as mixed with the distinct one of her lover. "You taste wonderful, my delicate butterfly." she whispered against the other's lips as they pulled apart.

"That any better?" she asked, leaning back to sit in her seat before eating some more of the cake.

"Very."

"Good." Sophie said after a long moment of contented silence, spent just enjoying their treats and each other's company, "But enough stalling; how did you know?"

Cho shrugged, "I didn't really, not until I left home for college." Sophie nodded understandingly, encouraging her to continue. "The atmosphere of a traditional household doesn't exactly encourage sexual experimentation. Hell my coming to college in the first place was a scandal. I can't wait until they finally meet you."

"Oh I can. So, you never did anything with a guy, either?"

"I did. He was my best friend. We had sex once and that was about the same time he realized he was 'queer as a three dollar bill,' as the saying goes." Cho lips stretched to a smile, which only widened as it was Sophie's turn to laugh out loud. "I never tried anything of the like again, with a guy or girl until..." Cho looked up to meet Sophie's gaze head one, "until you."

"I adore you." Sophie admitted after a moment, reaching across the table to finger the end of Cho's long braid, which lay against the breast of her sweater.

"Likewise. So let's you and me head back to the dorm so you can jump start your quest to drive me, what was it?" Cho paused, putting a finger to her lips and batting her dark eye lashes. "Oh right, 'mad with orgasmic pleasure'." She quoted as they set down the money for their snack, and a tip and left the reclusive cafe.

-The End.