Disclaimer: I don't own Strawberry Panic or its characters, all goes to their respective creators

updates for this story will be slow as school stuff is getting in my way again, but let me know what you guys think. now on another note i wrote this story as a request from a guest comment who wanted a Shizuma x OC story and truth be told i've always wanted to do one myself but struggled with it for a while, so with that said here's to you mystery person XD hope you guys enjoy it :D


Chapter 1

Shizuma sat in her room, lit only by the moonlight as she wallowed in her own despair. It had been a year since she graduated from Astraea Hill and finally left that place which she now considered a hell hole, and the reason for that was because of what had happened to her. She recalled it perfectly, running towards the chapel as they were announcing the winners of the Etoile Election and making it to the doors then pushing them open.

She then saw her, how beautiful she looked in her red dress and she didn't care if everyone was watching her. she outstretched her hand and said out loud how much she loved Nagisa. How she couldn't live without her and she waited for Nagisa to tell her the same but what happened next, destroyed her.

Nagisa had said that she moved on, after all the pain Shizuma had caused her, comparing her to Kaori even if Shizuma didn't realize she was doing so, it was all too much for Nagisa to bear any longer and told her… she no longer loved her.

Nagisa didn't want to put up with that anymore and broke Shizuma's heart in front of hundreds of students, and the girls were shocked. No one had expected that, some had even thought that Nagisa would've ran to her and embraced her but they were completely wrong when they saw the opposite.

Shizuma was speechless, how could it go so wrong… they loved each other didn't they? With tears falling from her eyes, her heart shattered into a million pieces she walked away far from that chapel as everyone watched her leave utterly heartbroken.

Her lifelong friend, her best friend, Miyuki stayed by her side as much as she could but when her father called that it was time for her arranged marriage she was forced to leave Shizuma for the time being thus leaving her alone.

Her life had been empty since then, Kaori had passed away, Nagisa had rejected her and now her life was dull. She found no pleasure in anything, college was a chore now and she couldn't focus, so she stopped going all together.

Shizuma finally forced herself to stand up, walked to her closet and pulled out a suitcase and began to pack her clothes. As she was doing so her phone rang, she grabbed it and hit the receive button.

-"Miyuki?"-

-"Hi Shizuma."- she heard her say, and hearing her voice was enough to comfort her if only slightly, -"You doing okay?"- she asked.

-"Honestly… no."-

-"Do you want me to go over Shizuma?"-

-"I rather be alone, maybe some other time Miyuki."-

Miyuki sighed, -"Shizuma don't hide yourself please, you have to try and move on."-

-"I know… but it's difficult, I guess I can't complain too much after what you've been through."-

-"Yeah… it's not too bad, he's a good man but honestly, this is not what I wanted in my life so I put a fake smile for him."- she heard her say sorrowfully.

-"Gomen Miyuki, I wish you never had to go through that."-

-"Neither do I but there's nothing I can do about it."- Miyuki replied, -"So what are you going to do then?"-

Shizuma sat down as she looked at her luggage, -"I'm leaving Japan for a while, figured I'd go to America and clear my head."-

-"I see, why America?"-

Shizuma looked at her wrist, looking at the bracelet Nagisa had made for her, a mere reminder of the time they had spent together, -"I just want to get away from here."-

-"I understand, just be careful when you're out there Shizuma."-

She smiled, -"I will."-

-"If you need me just call me okay."- Miyuki said gently.

-"You got it, arigato Miyuki. Think I'd lose it a lot sooner if you never called me."- she said.

-"Anytime Shizuma, I'll talk to you later."- the two then hung up.

-"Well I better get my ticket."- Shizuma began to dial the number to schedule a flight.


"STOP THIEF!" Shouted the store clerk as an officer ran alongside him to catch their thief.

She hopped over a few cardboard boxes and ran like no tomorrow, going through alley ways and slid under holes in the wall. The clerk and the officer were keeping up rather well with her and she even felt she was faster then them.

Though she had to wonder, this was the first time a store clerk actually gave chase to her and it was weird and she definitely didn't want to get caught by either of them.

Her heart was pounding and she was starting to get winded, when she turned over another alley there was a chain link fence blocking her way but she quickly climbed and hopped over it. when she landed she saw one of her stolen items fall on the ground on the other side of the fence.

"Shit." She looked at it, contemplating if she should go and get it but the moment she saw how close they were getting she decided to just book it. so she ran, through another alley way, knocking over boards, trashcans and other things that would slow them down. she then dove under a set of stairs and retreated into the man sized hole and waited, it didn't take long till she saw them ran by her and disappear around the corner.

She let out a long exhale as she wiped the sweat of her forehead and stepped out and began heading the other way, back home.

She arrived after a long hour walk back, and threw her bag on the table and pulled out two items she had stolen and looked them over.

"Geezus all that for a cup of noodles and a bottle of water!" she placed them on the table and threw herself on her sofa or rather on the only cushion on her sofa that her home came with.

With nothing else to do, she stood up and went to the other room and took a shower, washing her dark brown hair and also washing her body. After stepping out feeling cool and refreshed she began to prepare her cup of noodles to finally feast on a meal fit for kings.

She sat down on the table and looked around her home, it wasn't much of a place to live but it was still a roof over head and she made just enough money from working as an entertainer to maintain it but sometimes she would not even have enough for food so she resorted to stealing food.

"Esmeralda!"

She flinched, almost dropping her cup of noodles, "Holy shit! Could you be any louder!" she looked at the building manager.

"Your rent is due!"

"Yea yea, I figured you would say that, instead of saying 'oh how are you doing, it's a lovely day outside,' but nooope, ya gotta barge in here and ask 'where's my money'." She walked over to her bag, grabbed the only money she had on her and handed it him.

He grabbed it and counted it, "You're hundred and fifty short."

"Yea I know, but its something. Okay look today wasn't a good day." She said as she kept eating.

"That's what you always say," He said, "You better have that money soon, or I'm gonna have to add it to your next pay."

"Oooh woe is me, what ever shall I do." she said with a mouthful of noodles, "Can you go now?"

He glared at her as he took his leave, finally leaving her to her own thoughts. Once she was done eating, she walked up to her room retrieving a very broken and old case, she undid each latch and flipped it open.

There it was, her instrument which she used to entertain people wherever she could, mostly in bars or other places that liked that kind of music and sadly, it wasn't a lot.

She pulled out her Violin, looked it over and began to wipe it down, sadly she had nothing to polish it so it had lost its shine but she still tried to keep it in good condition but sadly it already looked beat down and worn but fortunately it delivered it on its musical sound.

"Tomorrow is another shitty day."


Shizuma sat in the terminal as she looked at her ticket, she just wanted to leave and never come back but the only reason that was keeping her from doing that was Miyuki. She knew how miserable she's been ever since she was forced into her arranged marriage and most days she wasn't herself and it pained Shizuma because she could do nothing for her.

Finally her flight was called up and she began heading towards her plane to finally leave and clear her head. She sat on the seat as flight attendant brought her a glass of wine.

She took a sip of it then leaned against the seat and looked out the window, -"Tomorrow is another day."-