Hello all! Nice to write this a couple of minutes after I just finished my first story! Read Screwed Up before you read this, or else you might not understand some aspects, or just read this and try to fill in the gaps, whatever you do is fine with me!
Disclaimer: I only own Masayoshi, although if you see True Serac or Jennon-Donnon using him, don't worry about it, they have connections and filled out all the paperwork! Negima! on the other hand, is something that none of us own unfortunately. Wow…long disclaimer…
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White Day
Masayoshi caught his new funny-looking alarm clock before it even thought about ringing. He held his head in his hands, groaning and moaning, and whining. He looked out the window as the sun's first rays were streaming across the sky. He looked at his private calendar noticing that he's unconsciously scribbled all over the date in his sleep, then he quickly examined the three very special girls in the room.
Fuka was closest to him, an arm hanging off her bed, a bit of drool on her pillow. It wasn't gross… kinda cute. Masayoshi shook his head, shaking the mental image from is mind. He then thought about the delicious cake she and her sister made for him… of course he didn't get any, but the girls commented that it was like heaven on earth. He thought bitterly wishing he could've at least taken a bite…
Fumika was opposite of Fuka, her body positioned in a protective ball, a smile on her face as she slept. Masayoshi thought about her red face and her body shaking with convulsions when she gave him her Valentine's treats. He felt warmth crawl up his face and quickly shook it off. He felt a slight fuzzy in his stomach as he thought about giving his return presents to all of the girls… oh how embarrassing!
He looked up at Kaede, she gave him a bit of a chocolate bar too if he remembered correctly… he'll have to give her one too… he almost flinched when he thought about the jokingly serious tone she was talking in when he accepted the gift. She said she was expecting a return gift… his best bet would to get her one.
He shook his head for the umpteenth time and put on some jeans and a black t-shirt. He stuck a bandana on his head, just for fun and because he thought it would make him look badass. He quickly checked himself in the mirror and nodded in approval, time for the best frickin' holiday in Japan… as he closed the door, the wind he fanned with the swift door closing maneuver blew open his private calendar on the desk and turned it to the page he just looked at. On the date that had numerous scribbles on it, in bold printed words was the word, and holiday: White Day.
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I'm back! This story is dedicated to the one and only Jennon-Donnon, who probably read my final chapter of Screwed Up and said, "WTF! Where is my White Day filler!" well I made it into its own story, congratulations! See you all around! Oh and deal with the shortness, this is a humorous romance, not an epic adventure.
Slight Translations/Explanations:
White Day – a holiday exactly one month after Valentine's that makes boys that received presents on Valentine's Day have to give a return gift of appreciation to the girls that gave those presents. Yep, it's all about retribution…
