Dark Mirrors

TITLE: Dark Mirrors
AUTHOR: WotanAnubis
DISCLAIMER: I don't own these characters and am not making a profit.
RATING: NC-17
PAIRING: Lash/Sonja
NOTE: With this fic I'm just trying something a little... different.


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Not long after the Von Bolt Incident, the question arose of where Lash would now live. Obviously, she couldn't return to Black Hole. No matter the circumstances, a defector was a defector and Black Hole did not look kindly upon defectors. Blue Moon, too, was clearly out of the question. Sonja had then quickly argued that Green Earth wasn't an option either. After all, did a nation with a highly active and advanced military industry really want someone like Lash around? And as for Orange Star... well... as competent as their military's high command was, it was dysfunctional enough as it was without Lash. This left Yellow Comet, led by someone so noble he could not possibly be seduced by Lash's immoral arguments and it also, of course, had Sonja, the only person smart enough to match wits with Lash. Clearly, Yellow Comet was the most suitable nation to provide Lash asylum and keep her in check.

Such had been Sonja's argument and the other nations had agreed. Perhaps not so much persuaded by Sonja's logic as by a desire not to see that loose cannon running around their own countrysides.

Of course, if Sonja were honest with herself there was an entirely different reason she wanted Yellow Comet to provide shelter for Lash. Lash... fascinated Sonja. Sonja herself was logical and rational. Her battleplans and tactics were always well thought out and precise. Lash, on the other hand, worked... differently. She made no plans, she moved her units around seemingly on a whim and what passed for her tactics were blatantly ridiculous. Sonja had no doubt that the mind of Lash was nothing but chaos.

But in spite of the chaos, or perhaps because of it, Lash was quite a capable CO. Even though there was no logical pattern to be discerned or reasonable thought to be detected, Lash won her battles. And kept winning. Clearly, she must be doing something right, but Sonja hadn't the slightest idea what it was. If she could figure out just what part of Lash' chaos allowed her to win and implement it into her own conduct, Sonja felt certain she could become one of the greatest COs in history. So in Sonja's mind it was more than worth it to keep an eye on Lash.

But that... that wasn't the real reason either. Sonja felt... attracted to Lash. Intellectually, of course. They were about as intelligent as each other, but their minds were like opposing magnets; fundamentally different from each other, but helplessly drawn to one another all the same. Lash felt it too, she was sure. More than sure, in fact. Not long after Lash had taken up residence in Yellow Comet's Imperial Palace when they had been arguing about strategy one day, they'd...

Well...

Suffice to say, the attraction was no longer merely intellectual.

Perhaps that was the reason there was barely noticeable bounce in Sonja's step as she walked towards Lash' bedroom/laboratory on this fine morning. It wasn't hard to tell which door led to Lash' room. It was the only with Keep Clear! Explosives! and Stay Out! This Means You! signs on it, although recently a Unless You Happen To Be Sonja sign had been pinned up just underneath the latter.

Sonja politely knocked twice and reached for the handle.

"Don't open the door!" Lash yelled from inside, her voice unusually loud.

Sonja raised an eyebrow, but removed her hand from the door handle after all. Just to be extra certain, she took a few steps back as well. Sure, Lash hadn't been working on anything lately that could accidentally blow up something, but it never hurt to be careful.

The door opened just enough for Lash to come out of her room and she hurriedly closed it behind her.

"So, what is it you're hiding, Lash?" Sonja asked.

"Hiding? Me? Whatever gave you that idea?" Lash said.

"Your act of innocence isn't fooling anyone, Lash," Sonja said.

"Really? Aww. Well, how about this then."

Grinning, Lash put her arms around Sonja's waist, pulled her close and kissed her. Lash was a surprisingly gentle kisser, but then again, she'd had a lot of practise.

"Happy birthday, princess," Lash whispered.

"So you remembered?" Sonja said.

Lash rolled her eyes. "Well, duh. It's my one big opportunity of the year to do something totally outrageous for you. No way am I gonna let a chance like that go past."

"Well, I appreciate it," said Sonja. "Possibly. Come on, breakfast is waiting."

Lash pouted as she walked after Sonja. "And here I was planning to give you breakfast in bed."

"That's a nice thought, Lash, but your genius certainly doesn't extend to making breafast," said Sonja.

"I dunno," said Lash. "I'd been planning on using myself as the table, so to speak."

Sonja suddenly felt the blood rushing through her body, although it didn't quite seem to know whether it should rush to her head or to... down there.

Lash laughed. "You're cute when you blush. But come on, like you said, breakfast is waiting."

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The palace's dinner hall was vast. There really was no other word for it. The table that would've filled most of the room in any normal room looked small and pitiful here. It had already been lavishly set and a few servants were standing near the wall, waiting for anyone to tell them what to do. At the head of the table sat Kanbei, although he quickly stood up when he saw his daughter entering the hall. He immediately burst into song afterwards.

The song was, presumably, "Happy Birthday". Presumably because through the enormous amount of enthusiasm and the gigantic lack of any kind of singing ability it was really hard to tell.

It wasn't until the last few bars faded that Lash dared pull her fingers out of her ear.

"Happy birthday, my daughter," said Kanbei.

"Thank you, father," said Sonja, not resisting her father's attempt to hug her.

"Whatever," said Lash, sitting down at the table. "Where's all the presents is what I want to know."

Kanbei cast a disapproving look at Lash, which the girl happily ignored. "Today is not the official celebration of my daughter's birthday," he said, sitting down.

"Tomorrow, the people will celebrate the birthday of their beloved princess," Sonja sighed, sitting down opposite of Lash.

"Gee, don't you sound enthusiastic," said Lash.

"I'm going to have to smile and wave and shake hands and play ridiculous little games in the name of tradition," said Sonja. "Frankly, it's a waste of time."

"Come now, Sonja," Kanbei said. "You represent Yellow Comet. The people have a right to celebrate their princess and their country."

"Yes, I know," said Sonja. "But it's all so very... tiring."

"Well, in that case, I guess we'd have to make the most of today then, huh?" said Lash.

Underneath the table, Lash' foot reached out for Sonja's. Sonja suddenly stared down at her plate and blushed happily.

"Well said," said Kanbei. "So now I suggest we 'make the most' of this finely prepared breakfast."

"I'm sure there won't be any problems on that count," Lash said happily.

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One of the good things about the Imperial Palace was that it was really, really big and also didn't require that much staff. This meant that most of the palace was usually totally empty and that meant Sonja could walk through its corridors holding hands with Lash without anyone seeing them.

Not that she was ashamed of Lash. No, of course not. It's just that people probably wouldn't understand her falling for someone from Black Hole. Not yet anyway. And also, of course, having quiet intimate moments with your girlfriend was a lot easier without any other people around.

"You know," Sonja said, "you mentioned something about doing something outrageous, didn't you?"

"Curious are we?" Lash said teasingly.

"I just want to know if there'll be any debris."

"Probably not," Lash said after a moment's thought.

"Well?" said Sonja after Lash had been silent for a while.

"Well what?"

"What is it?"

Lash shook her head. "Tsk tsk. People have no patience these days."

"Not when it comes to you, no," said Sonja.

"Well in that case, have no fear," said Lash. "For here we are."

Sonja raised an eyebrow. "My bedroom?"

"That's right," said Lash. She put her hand on the handle and opened the door. "Happy birthday."

"What am..." Sonja began and stopped.

Lash got up from Sonja's bed and smiled. "Happy birthday."

Sonja blinked. Then she looked at Lash, who was standing next to her. After that, she looked at Lash, who standing next to the bed. Apart from the fact that one of them wore clothes and the other didn't, they were identical.

"A clone?" Sonja said.

"That's right," said the naked Lash, smiling. "I was thinking lately, how can I show that girl of mine how much I appreciate her?"

"It wasn't easy," said the clothed Lash, closing the door behind Sonja. "I mean, you already have me. And what could I possibly give you that's even more precious than me?"

"Another me, of course," said Lash.

"That's... that's..." Sonja tried to say something and was reasonably sure that it would be something negative. But the sight of Lash' pale body always managed to derail her thoughts. And the sight of Lash beginning to disrobe herself wasn't helping much either.

"So very typical of me?" Lash said, walking past Sonja to Lash.

"So very thoughtful of me?"

Sonja watched as, next to her bed, Lash embraced Lash, their naked bodies pressing together. She tried to swallow, but no amount of salive could possibly quell the heat spreading through her body.

"You know," said Lash, looking at Lash and gently raking a hand through her hair. "It's no wonder you're attracted to me. I for one can totally see me playing with myself for a long time."

"So can I," said Lash.

Lash leaned forward and kissed Lash softly. It wasn't a private, intimate kiss. It was meant purely to show off and arouse and it worked perfectly. For some strange, twisted reason that would probably only make sense to someone such as Lash, to sight of her girlfriend kissing her girlfriend sent a wave of lust surging through Sonja's body.

"But you know," Lash said, cupping and caressing one of Lash' breasts. "As much fun as playing with myself is..."

"I'd much rather play with you," Lash finished.

"So how about it?" they asked in unison.

Sonja didn't say anything, but just walked to the girls until they enfolded her in their embrace. Lash kissed Sonja passionately while Lash began undoing her clothes. Once she had unbuttoned her jacket, she was interrupted by Sonja kissing her instead. The rational computer-like part of Sonja that never really stopped working thought it strange that she couldn't tell the real Lash from the clone by kissing them. Perhaps the clone, whoever it was, was perfect. The rest of Sonja's mind and the whole of her aroused body agreed wholeheartedly.

Lash joined Lash to undress Sonja. They took their time, slowly exposing bits of Sonja's body, raining down feather-light kisses. When Sonja's bra fell onto the floor, both Lashes kissed and licked and caressed Sonja's breasts. Sonja closed her eyes and moaned softly. Neither Lash seemed to pay any attention to Sonja's reaction, their lips lightly brusing Sonja's flesh, their tongues barely reaching her nipples. The only real sign either Lash gave that they knew perfectly well what they were doing to Sonja was moving their heads in time with the heavy of Sonja's chest as her breathing deepened.

Lash lowered herself into a kneeling position, leaving a trail of kisses from Sonja's right breast to her belly button. Lash, on the other hand, kept lavishing attention on Sonja's breasts with her lips and used her hand to squeeze and tease the breast Lash had left unattended. Kneeling, Lash put her hands on Sonja's hips, parted her lips and licked Sonja's belly button. The imperial princess squealed and gasped in reaction to Lash' tongue. The Black Hole CO had remarked on more than one occasion that it was a really weird spot to get all hot and bothered over, but if it gave Sonja pleasure, she had no problems pushing that particular button.

Lash kneeled as well and Lash took her right hand off Sonja's hip to allow her to lean in kiss Sonja's belly button as well. Sonja groaned with pleasure as both Lashes teased her with their tongues. Their cheeks pressed together, their tips of their tongues touching, Lash couldn't resist facing Lash and kissing her again. Sonja looked at the two identical girls and again felt that strange surge of lust. Finishing their kiss, Lash and Lash returned their attention to Sonja and pulled down her skirt. Lash cupped Sonja's white panties and pushed, grinning.

"Drenched," she said.

"What? There was ever any doubt about that?" Lash said. "You know you make her horny."

"I thought that was you," Lash replied.

"You both do," Sonja breathed.

Lash and Lash looked up to Sonja looking down at them with eyes darkened by lust. They both grinned and quickly liberated Sonja from her shoes and socks. Then they pulled down the girl's panties and smiled at seeing her glistening pussy. One Lash putting her left hand on Sonja's right hip, the other putting her right on hand on her left hip and both of them putting their free arm around the other Lash' shoulders, Lash and Lash leaned forward and lapped at Sonja. Sonja closed her eyes again and moaned deeply as the two tongues skillfully played with her. Lash knew all the right places to kiss and lick Sonja, lifting her up on waves of lust without ever really giving her that final touch that would give her orgasm and, apparently, so did Lash. Both girls ruthlessly teased her with their tongues until Sonja could do nothing but gasp and whimper, choked uo by pleasure as she was.

Lash and Lash stood up and Sonja let herself be guided onto the bed. Lying on her left shoulder, one Lash lay down in front of her while she could feel the other Lash' breasts pressing against her back as she lay down behind her. Lash smiled faintly as she absentmindedly played with a few strands of Sonja's hair before she kissed her with impossible gentleness. Lash, meanwhile, put an arm around Sonja's waist and kissed her shoulderblades and back.

Lash' lips left Sonja's and she leaned down to kiss Sonja's breasts again. Sonja bit her bottom lip and felt the arousal within her rekindled, even though it hadn't really had time enough to die down. Lash, meanwhile, let her hand move down and slip between Sonja's legs. Even from behind, Lash' fingers easily, perhaps even instinctively, found Sonja's clit and moved around it. With Lash kissing and licking her nipples and Lash skillfully fingering her pussy, Sonja found herself unable to bite down on her lip any longer and moaned. Her moans turned to gasps and whines as both Lashes did their best to stimulate her. Lying naked between their bodies, Sonja writhed, trying at the same time to press forward and push her breasts against Lash and push back to allow Lash an even easier time with her pussy. Not that Sonja's heated attempt to give her whole body to both of them at the same time was truly needed. Both Lashes knew exactly what they were doing and with one well-placed kiss and one well-placed touch they gave Sonja her orgasm. Sonja tried to moan or gasp as she came, but couldn't find the air. Her body shuddered and she grabbed the hair of the Lash in front of her as if afraid of becoming lost somehow. Her orgasm lasted and lasted and, guided by Lash' fingers launched into a second, smaller one.

Breathing heavily, Sonja came down from her high and let go of Lash' hair. Her eyes came back into focus and before Lash really knew what was happening, Sonja kissed her hard and feverishly. Sonja pulled back just as sudden and twisted her body just enough to give Lash the same kind of passionate kiss.

Sonja turned back, breathed out slowly and smiled.

"Best birthday present ever or what?" Lash said.

"You are completely insane," Sonja breathed.

"Well, that's what drew you to me in the first place, right?" said Lash from behind her.

"In a way, perhaps," Sonja said. "But... I have to know, which one of you is the clone and which is the original?"

"Sonja, I'm a genius," said Lash. "When I make a clone, it's a perfect one."

"So that means that there is absolutely no difference between us," Lash added.

"So while we know who the so-called 'original' is, you never will."

"Because there's no need to."

Smiling faintly, Sonja managed to shake her head. "Like I said, you're both insane."

"Yeah," said Lash.

"But you love us anyway," said Lash.