Short Story: Natural Instincts
The theme this time was Yuri/Yaoi. Being a straight man, I naturally went for yuri. I don't care very much about the topics of homosexuality, so I didn't plan on entering, but hell, no one else did and I wanted them to select the next topic already.
Anyways, this is only the first half. The second half, which I'll post later, is pretty much nothing but explicit content. This half is safe though.
In an 11th grade classroom, in the middle of lunch, Falena, a raven-haired girl, and Catalie, a short brown-haired girl, sat in their desks arguing. Next to them sat their golden-haired friend Fiamma, who was trying her best to keep up with them.
It was Falena’s turn to speak: “It’s not! Love is nothing as scientific as that.”
“How is it not?” asked Catalie. “When you look at it logically, it only makes sense that love is really just a natural animal instinct. We’ve created it as extra incentive to procreate, and it also gives the parents an emotional bond that gets them to stick together to help their child grow.”
“Fally’s right, Catie!” interjected Fiamma again. “Love is something magical. You can’t just look at it as something that’s... that’s... calculated and... made for convenience!”
“But it is! Even animals experience love just for those benefits,” insisted Catalie.
“No way! Animals can’t love! You think fishes and sharks are capable of love?” retorted Falena.
The argument had been going for about five minutes now. Catalie was pushing that love was not as romantic as everyone was making it out to be, and was little more than just a bunch of chemicals in the brain. Falena pushed that it was something more than that, while Fia exclaimed something about love being the answer.
“Some animals can; mammals definitely can. What about cats and dogs? Dogs can love, right? Dogs can even love humans,” argued Catalie.
“They don’t love humans romantically, though,” shot back Falena.
“But they can love in some form. That they can love humans proves that they may be capable of loving each other.”
“But that’s still a different love. Having one kind doesn’t prove they can definitely have the other.”
“No, Catie has a point,” interjected Fia. “Kitties are really cute when they get like that and start purring and...!” Fia seemed to be falling deeper and deeper into her imagination.
“W...what?” started Falena.
“See, even Fia agrees,” boasted Catalie.
“Fia! Don’t give up so easily!” encouraged Falena.
“Okay, so maybe animals can feel love too,” gave in Falena, “but what about homosexual love?”
“What about it?” asked Catalie.
“Animals can’t experience it, right? Humans do, it’s still romantic love, and it doesn’t serve to encourage reproduction or to help raise their child, because they can’t even have one. The fact that homosexual love has no correlation with your scientific view of love proves that love is more than just a natural instinct!”
“Animals can be homosexual. But that doesn’t matter; homosexuality is just nature’s blunder. It isn’t supposed to exist. The fact that homosexuals can’t reproduce suggests that it’s supposed to die off with them.”
“It suggests, but there’s no proof that homosexuality is genetic.”
“Okay, then it’s a social blunder. In any case, it isn’t supposed to exist, and if it isn’t supposed to exist, it can’t say anything against real love as an instinctual mechanic.”
At that statement, Falena was taken back a bit. That love of the same sex wasn’t real...
“Who says homo love isn’t real love?” interjected Fia. “Love is love no matter who it’s between. I can definitely love a girl and still call it love!”
“Yeah! Good one, Fia! Well said!” encouraged Falena, for more reasons than one.
“Then what is love to you? Falena?” asked Catalie.
“It’s... ah...” Falena looked at Fiamma for a moment, and noticed how expectantly she was looking at her. Falena wasn’t much of a romantic, but even she knew that love, whatever it was, couldn’t be anything as simple as some evolved natural instinct.
“You don’t know? You spent this time arguing about something you don’t know yourself?” coaxed Catalie. It looked like she was starting to get serious, and less polite, like a beast getting ready to pound on its prey.
“Fally?” said Fia, looking notably less expectant, a look that pierced Falena and tightened her chest.
Fia. Lovely, adorable, idiotic Fia. It seemed to Falena that the only reason she engaged in this argument was for Fia’s honor, in a sense; so that Falena could, for once, act like her knight in shining armor, defending her naďve little perception of love. Falena just wanted to be Fia’s gallant hero, even though Falena was a woman. Even though they were both women, and Fia probably wasn’t that kind of a woman. Falena knew this, but could help herself from hoping anyways, that maybe, just maybe...
Falena had known for years that she was in love with Fia. It was more than just her bright attitude, her friendly demeanor, or any of that. Falena had more than once... lusted for her... Wanted to touch and bask in her. To her, Fia seemed like a bright golden flame, and Falena was a dirty, ugly moth, endlessly drawn to it. Forever damned to never touch it...
“...It’s a feeling of deep longing,” she said, consciously keeping herself from looking at Fia, “and of deep respect. It’s more than just pining to be with them, it’s more than just some chemicals in your head. I think...” Falena paused here to actually think. “...It’s the desperate desire for your loved one to be as happy as possible, even if it means hurting yourself. And if hurting yourself doesn’t go against natural instinct, then what does?”
The bell rang, and suddenly lunch was over.
“Put on your visors, everyone,” said the teacher.
Falena, Fia, and Catalie each reached to the side of their desks and pulled up a small, plastic tiara, and placed it on their heads.
“Today we’ll take a look at biology in Africa, aren’t you excited? Okay, everyone ready? ...Jacking in.”
Falena’s senses were overtaken by the visor, and suddenly she found herself in an open, yellow, African prairie.
It seemed to be afternoon here. Cold wind caressed her legs, and the lowering sun forced her to cover her eyes and look away. Smell, touch, and taste existed here too, so Falena opened her hand, composed a copy of her sushi roll in it, and gobbled it up. Sadly, virtual food could do nothing to satisfy real hunger, so satiety here only lasted until she jacked out.
One by one her fellow classmates joined her in this landscape, and before long they had moved together into their usual social groups. Fia and Catalie were both here with her. Catalie, although a year older than them, was taking this course over again.
“Let’s get to it,” said the teacher. “Today we’ll be looking at the African lion, the only cat on this planet known to be a social animal, meaning it lives in packs, or ‘prides’ as we call them. To show you how they hunt and distribute their food, here I have programmed one... two... HEY!”
A few feet behind the teacher were two lions – a male and a female – screwing. The scene uncannily reminded Falena of the famous Circle of Life: since the lions happened to be humping only feet away from a dead wildebeest getting torn apart by their cubs. It was surprisingly deep for such a stupid, dirty joke.
“Who did this!?” roared the teacher as the class laughed and a group of boys began pushing each other. “I will have you suspended- Farfalle, was it you??“
“Now that I think of it,” said Catalie, looking away from the scene, disinterested. “You’ve ever wondered what it’s like?”
“Huh? What is?” asked Falena.
“Sex. You’ve wondered, right?”
“Actually, is there even anyone you two like?”
Falena immediately froze stiff and unnaturally turned her head to look Fia – completely against her will.
Fia’s reaction... She was looking right back at Falena, blushing.
“Yes? No?” continued Catalie, before sighing. “How lonely. Well, at least the lions seem to be enjoying themselves.”
After classes, closing in on midnight at home, Falena was surfing the web.
Surfing the web, however, had become more like swimming an ocean. Falena, her mind and body within that warm ocean, jetted through it, passing links and images like they were billboards on a street with no ground or sky. She could easily skim pages she had visited, bookmarks she had made, websites she was interested in, and, when she wasn’t focused, websites she had only heard about. Right now drowsiness was beginning to overcome her, and Fia’s reaction in class today, and her silence throughout the rest of it, was heavy on her mind. After blinking twice like there was something in her eye, she glanced upon a certain website for the first time: TheSexCafe.
At the moment, the image representing it was a billboard, constantly scrolling down as more people posted on it, asking for a partner to spend some time with. But Falena wasn’t interested. She only glanced at it, and then looked away – and immediately looked back. A username had caught her attention, and she drew the image closer for better inspection.
“GoldenKitteh69 is waiting for a partner,” it read.
“It couldn’t be... Fia?” she said aloud in cyberspace, and her words echoed around her.
It was unlikely... No, practically impossible! Fia just wasn’t that kind of girl... Although... she was unnaturally curious. It was part of her charm.
Falena had to make sure. She put a hand into the image and suddenly the image began to ripple apart at her touch and expand into a window big enough for her entire body to fit through. Falena dove in, headfirst, into TheSexCafe.
The first room was the lobby, but she didn’t stay long. What looked like a handsome young man had already moved next to the board wall and had GoldenKitteh69’s invitation hovering over his hand. It had expanded from a long horizontal image into a more square-like image with much more text, possibly with more info on GoldenKitteh69. He spoke, his voice gruff, old, loud, and nothing like the young avatar he was using. “Oh, I like her, chehehehh,” he said. Dribble sounded like it was oozing from the man’s mouth, but his avatar looked absolutely pristine.
Suddenly a second image hovered above the invitation, it said: “Accepted.”
“Oh hell no you don’t!” Falena’s avatar said, and with barely a thought, hacked him.
“W-what the-!“ was the man’s last words before his spirit was tackled out of the avatar, and pulled into a black hole.
And now, Falena was in possession of his avatar, and GoldenKitteh69’s invitation.
And there was only one way to find out if Fia was its owner...