It's getting a little harder for Maomao to consider Shisui a one night stand. It's getting a lot harder to convince herself she's still straight, too. She finds herself back in front of the alcohol. Maomao's hands itch to grab more, drink more, but something in her reminds her not to drink for the sake of feeling better. Then she remembers it, Shisui dancing and blushing with some girl, some girl that's not her, and it hurts. !!!WARNING!!! This fic contains sexual scenes [will be labeled in each chapter it applies]