A/N: This is something that's been floating around on my hard drive. Hope you enjoy it.
Sunlight just began to creep in her bedroom when the alarm clock began its horrific wake up call. An arm shot out from under the covers pawing for the source of the noise. She groaned at the prospect of waking up so early, cursing the sun and all of its light giving properties. After finally turning off the alarm clock a brown haired girl sat up in bed rubbing sleep from her eyes. The smell of breakfast began to waft into her bedroom when a voice called to her. She locked onto the scent.
"Reimu, breakfast is ready."
Reimu hopped out of bed and stepped into the kitchen surprised and somewhat worried to hear that voice. In her kitchen a long green haired woman flipped something in a pan.
"What are you doing here?" Reimu stared down the woman.
"Is that anyway to greet your aunt?" The woman sounded a bit hurt.
"Only if she just broke out of prison. Isn't that right Mima?"
Mima looked down at her blue jumpsuit the number 4242 emblazoned in gold across her back, "I just wanted to see you off on your first day of high school. So how is your mother?"
"Working but that doesn't mean I won't hesitate to turn you in." Reimu gave Mima a hard look, "she'll be back around four so don't get caught."
"Fine. Fine. Get dressed and we'll have breakfast together." Mima turned to try to fix her burning omelet. Reimu left to her room to get ready for the day. She slid opened her closet door to find an empty space save for three identical red and white school uniforms. Reimu took the first outfit off its hanger and left to the bathroom. About twenty minutes later she entered the kitchen to find Mima and another sitting at the tiny dining table. She had short green hair and a plaid outfit.
"Good morning," she said to Reimu.
"Uh... Good morning... I guess," she took the third seat between the green haired women. Mima slid her a plate of omelet and toast.
"Mima tells me that you are starting high school today."
"Yes I am." Reimu answered between bites.
"Have a good day today and if that old hag Eiki gives you a hard time tell her 'Yuuka Kazami said to take that stick out your butt.'"
Reimu raised her eyebrows at the prospect. Mima just broke out in laughter.
"Mistress Kazami." someone yelled from the street.
"It seems my servant has found me." Yuuka said to no one in particular. She picked up her parasol leaning against a wall, "excuse me but I have to be leaving now."
Reimu and Mima simply waved. Yuuka took her leave through a window so as not to be found.
"That was nice of her to drop by," Mima took a bite out of her toast.
"What was she doing here?"
"She just wanted to see you off." Mima moved on to her omelet, "Say Reimu, why do you still live in this shack you call a house?"
Reimu took offense to the question. While her house was barely a house with only a bedroom, a kitchen and a bathroom it was more than enough for its inhabitants.
"What's wrong with it?" She put her fists on the table.
"Yuuka's offer still stands to move into her mansion. Miko probably wouldn't even notice with how much she works and all."
"And deal with her crazy maids, no way." Reimu slammed her fists down again.
"Just looking out for you is all." Mima put her hands up trying to calm down her niece. Another alarm clock went off.
"Ah, I have to leave now." Reimu stood up grabbing her school bag from the corner.
"Wait I'll go with you," Mima stood up as well.
"But you'll be seen."
"Don't worry about me." She walked over to the knife block and pulled out an eight-inch bread knife.
"Are you really going to walk around like that?" Reimu couldn't help but state the obvious.
Mima on the other hand didn't see a single thing wrong with what she was doing, "let's go," she had a huge grin on her face. Reimu rubbed her forehead as she opened the front door. On the other side of town another individual prepared for her first day of class.
"Where's my hat?" a blonde girl yelled tossing stuff everywhere making her already messy house even messier. The only junk free space in her house was her mattress from which she searched for said hat with a boat oar. She dressed in a simple black skirt and white button shirt. Right next store another blonde prepared for her day. She walked down a hallway into her doll filled living room. Dolls of various types ranging from porcelain to plush lined the shelves, her own inanimate army.
"Must she always make so much noise." The blonde sighed. She picked up a doll similar to herself and stepped out her front door to visit her neighbor. She knocked on the door.
"Give me sec," She heard from the house.
The girl waited patiently for her neighbor, taking a step back when she heard several tumblers unlock. The door opened and a blonde tumbled out along with a wave of junk.
"Here it is." The girl dusted off her hat and placed it firmly on her head, "Hey Alice, want to come in for breakfast."
"Uh..." Alice eyed the junk that spilled out of the house, "Maybe some other time."
"Okay," the girl looked around and picked a particularly large mushroom from the ground and took a bite out of it, "You sure?" she offered the fungus to Alice.
"Yes, Marisa I am sure. If we don't leave now we will be late." Alice stated matter-of-factly.
"Are you taking that doll to school?"
"Yes, why?" Alice pouted.
"Just seems a bit childish." Marisa tipped her hat.
"Says the girl who is wearing a witch hat."
"Hey! Don't dis the hat." Marisa retorted.
"Only if you never bring up the doll again." Alice hugged it close.
Marisa fished her backpack out the junk and slammed the door behind her causing unknown objects to break. Mushroom in hand they made their way to school.
Gensokyo Academy, the only school within three hours and run by the mysterious Yakumo Group. It boasts teaching every subject under he moon from first to twelfth grade. It mascot the Youkai stood as ambiguous as nature of the school. At the front gate our two parties met.
"Hey, Reimu," Marisa yelled to her friend when her eyes shot open, "Master," she yelled and dove into Mima.
"Get off me kid." Mima threw the girl off brandishing her knife.
"It's me, Marisa." she readjusted her hat.
Mima squinted at the girl, "It is you. How is my pupil these days? I told you to come visit me in prison."
"My parents didn't like the the idea I was friends with a felon," Marisa folded her arms, "I'm sure you can guess how that went."
"How are the folks?" Mima picked herself off the ground.
"I got myself emancipated and I haven't seen 'em since."
"So it all worked out than." Mima smiled at her former pupil.
Reimu and Alice shared a glance.
"Yeah. So what are you doing here?"
"Just walking Reimu to school."
"We're going to school too," Marisa motioned to Alice and herself.
Mima felt a pair of eyes glaring at her. Blue to be exact. Eiki Shiki, police officer and part time dean of discipline at Gensokyo Academy. She currently attempted to bore a hole through Mima's head in her hands she began bending a yellow rod almost to the point of breaking.
"I think I should go now?" Mima said to the group.
"Since when have you been afraid of authority?"Reimu teased.
"Since they started walking this way." Mima began to shy away from the group eventually breaking into a full run.
The girls entered the school and fought their way to the class listings.
"We have the same home room." Marisa said to her friends.
"Great another year with the madwoman," Alice lamented.
A/N: I'm planing this as a series of mini stories all happening within the same... universe, I guess it would be called. I'm deciding whether to make Mokou and Kaguya rival students or cranky old neighbors.