AISHA REACTS TO: AishaxElsword

Summary: A series where Aisha encounters Fanfiction and reacts to various ships, ideas, and people… Crossover parts will appear in future chapters, extremely cliche Aisha and OOCness of some characters! [COLLAB BETWEEN CHIZU AND ILLU-CHAN]

Rating: T (For Aisha's dirty mouth ^^)

Disclaimer: We no own Elsword. As always, if I owned Elsword, Aisha wouldn't even exist. Or she would do like 1damage. If Illu-chan owned Elsword, everything would've exploded because I would've made it super sketchy :3

Dedicated to: All the Aisha's I've ever met in PVP.

Chizu and Illu's-Before-Story-Notes:

I, Chizu, shall be writing in italics. Because italics is the most beautiful thing in the world. ANYWAYSSSS, one day. I came up with the idea for Aisha Reacts. Then I shared the idea to Illu-chan. Then BAM. It became a wonderful collab. Yaaaay. Be prepared to see the most cliche pairings… then soon… the most cracked up creepiest pairings you've ever seen. You've been warned.

I think that this is beautiful and it will be the most wonderful thing you'll ever read. Because why not. I think my brain will explode, but it will be worth it. Yep. I don't regret anything. Illu-chan approves of everything.

Also, when writing, there won't be a specific way to tell us apart. So just have fun guessing who's writing which line =w=b Ohyeah. And if you haven't checked her out yet, Illu-chan's pen name is Illusionary Heart. She's like a ElsxAi god.

I think guessing is fun. And stuff. Actually, if you're really perceptive you might be able to tell the differences in writing style. Yeah. BTW, the following passage is from a request made to me by SwegChan. Hi.

This is for pure entertainment. And I'm too lazy to proof read this so- yeah.

""N-no! Stupid! It's not like I like you or anything, so just shut up!" Before I can say anything else, Elsword suddenly flew at me, crushing me in a hug. "W-wha-?!"

"Do you know," He muttered, chin resting on my head, "How long I've wanted to hold you like this, Aisha?"

Flustered, I tried to push him off, but he only held on tighter. "G-get off me, stupid!"

"No chance," He said, "But it's been since I met you, you know."

At those words, I completely melted. "Stupid," I muttered. "I think I've liked you that long, too.""

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"..." I stared at my laptop screen for a few seconds, my eyes slowly moving out of focus. "WHAT THE FUCK?" I screeched, nearly hurling my laptop into the wall. What was that. What did I just read. Why. It had my name… And Elsword's name… And we were…

We were…

Nooooo!

Don't tell me that he… That it was...

"Aisha?!" Elsword came rushing into my room, concern written on his face. As he came in, he sent a sideways glance at the laptop, crooked in its position on my desk. "Is something-" I threw one of my nearby books at him, impaling him in the stomach, not letting him finish.

"Get out of my room you… You crazy hugging - ugh - molester!" I screeched, holding up another book, threatening to attack him again if he got any closer. My face was red with embarrassment at what I had just read.

"What the- Why are you-" Once again, my book slammed into him, except it had hit a… lower part of his body. This time he got the message, groaning as he left the room, slamming the door shut. I could hear him shuffle slowly down the hallway, before slumping down. It was obvious that he was still in pain from my book attack.

I breathed in and out, before charging out of my room. "Elsword!" He was kneeling outside of my room, doubled over on the floor. Eve's door to her room- which was opposite to mine, opened a crack, and she stared at Elsword, then at me, and then closed the door.

Grabbing his arm, I dragged him back into my room, ignoring his feeble protests. I pushed him onto the bed and dropped my laptop onto his lap. I was careful to sit in a chair far away from him.

"What-"

"Just read it." I commanded, staring him down. "Read."

"So bossy." He muttered, scanning the story. I watched as his eyes changed from those of disinterest to ones of surprise, then a very faint light blush appeared on his cheeks. Then he grinned at me. "Well, well. I didn't know you felt that way towards me, Ai-chan."

My mind drew a blank, I felt my face heat up- with anger. Not embarrassment. Anger. "I would throw a book at you, but you're still holding my laptop. There's no way I would write something like that, stupid! It's obvious that you wrote this!"

He raised his eyebrow at me. "Do you really think that I'm smart enough to write something as detailed as this?" He gestured to the laptop, and then looked back up at me.

"Oh. True, true." I had to nod. At least he knew.

"Ouch." He held a hand over his heart. "I didn't expect you to agree."

(1)I walked over to my bed, sitting next to him. "Shut up. Let's see who the author is."

"Yeah." Elsword replied.

The door burst open and Camilla paraded in, a cat-like smirk on her face. "HELLO CHILDREN. WHAT ARE YOU TWO DOING ON AISHA'S BED? HM? HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM?" She didn't even sound surprised or even mad like I thought she would. In fact, she looked very suggestive as she looked over us two.

I gaped, stammering. That weird red flush in her cheeks, the unfocused eyes, the creepy smile... "C-Camilla, ARE YOU DRUNK?!"

"...Camilla!" Ariel suddenly appeared in the doorway and wrapped her arms around the flustered adult, restraining her from getting near us two teenagers on the bed. "You're setting a bad example!"

"Ahhh~ Ari-chan~, do you want to have a drink with me…?" Camilla turned around at the sound of Ariel's voice, a drunken smile lacing her lips. "I have lots of tequila…"

Ariel raised her hand, palm facing the side, and struck Camilla's head. "BAKA CHOP!" Camilla fell to the ground, unconscious.

Elsword and I wordlessly watched Ariel heave Camilla onto her shoulder, salute us, and then hurry off into the hallway.

"So Aisha…" Elsword turned back to me and raised his eyebrows suggestively.

(2)"YOU MOLESTER!" I snapped and teleported him out the room. He landed with a loud thud outside my door and yelped. Weak.

I pressed two fingers against my forehead, sighing. The story thing, I'd deal with that later. "I need to go talk to someone smart to keep my sanity…" I walked over Rena's room, ignoring Elsword on my way there, levitating the door open.

"Hey Rena, what's-" I paused, seeing that Rena wasn't alone. Beside her was a purple haired girl who was twirling a staff in her hand. "Oh. Sorry, I didn't realize that you had company." The girl's hair was short and choppy, but other than that… She kinda looked like me, actually.

"No, it's fine." Rena smiled, standing up to give me a crushing hug. She gestured to the purplenette.

(3)"This is...Arme."

Chizu and Illu's-After-Story-Ramblings:

Yeah uh… I think we will have a bunch of plot twists in the following chapters. Yep.

LIFE. I LOVE IT. GIMME ALL THE GUMMY BEARS I NEED A SUGAR RUSH RIGHT NOW.

Thoughts on random stuff we wrote while typing out the chapter:

(1) He looked back down at the story. "Although… Who's the author?"

"I didn't check…" I wandered over, and sat next to him ON THE D.

I give credit to Illu-chan for writing this. IT WAS HERRRR.

WAT IT WAS NOT. I swears. Ok maybe I accidently clicked the thing that separated the letters but it wasn't all me!

It used to be "ON THE BED" but she SOMEHOW messed it up.

eh. Oh, yeah. You see the one in front of the sentence? Yeah, it should be where the one is somewhere in the document. All of these blooper-things are going to be set like that.

(2)"YOU MOLESTER!" I snapped and teleported him out the room.

Because Aisha can now teleport people in PVP. Yay. No. Jk. If that was possible I would uninstall Elsword.

Well, aren't we all happy about that. I'm sure everybody would love it if Aisha was given that skill. No really.

(3)"This is...Armes legs feet toes fingers."

I'm sorry. But it had to be done. I regret nothing.

NEXT UPDATE DATE: idk. these things aren't even accurate.

We have ideas planned out for the future chapters, but you're welcome to offer any suggestions! Or flames.