Hinata and Tomato's Bodacious Foreplay
At 9 in the evening, Hinata and Tomato were relaxing next door to Brady & Company, at the old haunted opera house. The lighting was divine, it happened to be the golden hour at this time of summer. Tomato was wearing the white dress she often got compliments for, so plain, but just elegant. The girl couldn't have looked better, but that didn't matter, it truly had no bearing on what was about to happen. She was giving Hinata that look, the look that says there's something to say, the look that says, "8 out of 10 dentists would agree," a look that says, "I've got an itch to tell you something,"
Hinata was perturbed. She didn't like to think about the feelings Tomato still gave her, and there were a lot of feelings to be thinking about right now. She struggled to break the silence of the moment, the harder she tried to speak the more it felt like she was choking. Being stared at so intently didn't make it easy to pretend she wasn't noticing either. Finally she let out her first audible noise, "hun," She dropped the word suddenly.
How could she say hun? She wasn't her hun. They weren't huns. Not now. She had other obligations, no, not obligations, she was in love. For sure. She continued a few seconds later, feeling hot with embarrassment, "Tomato..." she let that hang, to make it clear she was correcting herself.
"What is it hun?" Tomato answered, feigning obliviousness.
Or was she feigning? Hinata could never tell. She loved that about... no, she was fascinated by it, that was all. She took a breath, an anime breath, a breath everyone knows your taking because you're about to say something, "Have you heard of the Bechdel test?"
"Of course," The blonde in the dress replied, with that whimsical voice, the one that stopped Hinata from registering what she was even saying. When Tomato talked like that Hinata was hearing the rhythm of her voice, begging it never to stop, but it always stopped too soon. In this case, it stopped two syllables in.
"Well, the Bechdel test, in brief asks whether two women in a work of fiction ever talk about anything other than a man," Hinata continued, not knowing what else to do in the moment.
"I know that Hinata, do you think I never read?" she replied, still using the same tone of voice.
Hinata felt ashamed of ignoring her, but relieved she got to hear her talk that way again. Now she at least caught what she was saying, so she continued less abstractly, "Well, I was thinking, does that apply to real life?"
"No," Tomato said quickly, then, "Well, you worded that so ignorantly. I guess you could apply it to real life relationships, why?" Now she spoke in a more serious tone.
"Th-... Yeah, that's what I meant h- Tomato. What I meant was, we talk a lot. Do we pass the Bechdel test?"
Tomato was seriously taken aback by that question, "What?", she paused incredulously, "Do we even talk about... well, we've on rare occasions talked about men, but why would you even think... not like as a potential..." finally she stopped to compose herself again, "The only time we talk about guys is when I tell you what a mistake your making."
"It's not a mistake!" Hinata reacted without thinking, "He's not a mistake!"
"Really?" Tomato smirked, "Does he really even give you the attention you deserve? I mean, it seems to me Vader takes up all his time, especially after the cry sesh I talked him through last night."
"Oh, Vader is so important to me though, what was he crying about?" Hinata asked, that was the real mistake.
"Oh?" Tomato asked, she liked using other peoples words, she felt it got them to pay closer attention, "Just that he actually wants to be with Ted Theodore Logan. more than friends, you know?"
"I don't know anything of the sort!" Hinata replied, flustered.
"Well, ask him."
Hinata thought, she thought for a second, drifting through all the memories, what if she asked and she was wrong? What if she was right? Either way they couldn't talk anymore. No, she should ask him. She was extremely stressed by the time she was able to respond. As far as she was concerned, if she asked only bad things could happen, Vader shouldn't even know she considered it. No...
"I can't," she conceded.
"Whatever," Tomato replied, victoriously. She kissed Hinata on the cheek. Then Hinata let their lips barely touch, only briefly. She couldn't kiss her now, she knew.