A/N: Hello! This is my first fic. I've been lurking lately… and so I thought my account felt a bit lonely so I… wrote something for everyone. I'm not sure that it would be well received but… I hope. I plan to continue this until I run out of ideas but… I hope everyone reviews so I know how it will turn out. Thank You!

Title: You Are My Life

Pairing: Nanoha x Fate (for now, more to come! And people can request as well. I'll do my best!)

Chapter 1:

Happenstance

My name's Fate Testarossa-Harlaown. Seishou High School's geek. I've always had a crush with my classmate since middle school Takamachi Nanoha, but we've never talked. Not once. We always go to the same direction when going home but we never uttered a word with each other, not one. We were on different levels, she's pretty, and she's well-known and very popular. She's the ace of the archery club, not to mention she also knows martial arts, and is part of a well-known family.

With that hazel colored hair, those happy and sparkling cyan eyes. That sexily curved hips, and well mounded b-b-b-r—bre—bre-...ast…s. I'd love to see them all up-close. Look at it as if it was the last time I'm going to see her. Finally meet her.

I've always wished to talk to her, just one word from her, just one… I'd be really really happy and be contented with my high school life. We meet eyes every now and then, but there's always something cold about her stare. Maybe it's my fault, for wearing glasses and all…

I'm Takamachi Nanoha, I'm Seishou High School's most popular girl, I am the head of the Archery club, and the vice president of the Student Council. Fate Testarossa-Harlaown has been my classmate since middle school, and I'm in shock to know that we have not exchanged words, not one. And she always piqued my interest.

Wearing these thick framed eyeglasses that always hid her eyes, her eye color. Her hair in different hairstyles, she used to be always on braids, on twin ponytails. Recently she'd been wearing her hair up in a single ponytail, or two braids. Her flaxen locks, always following the movement of the wind. With those child-bearing hips I so always, must be embarrassing for me to say, lust for. She's pretty, except for the fact that I've never seen her eyes because of those darned thick rimmed glasses she always wore, with a bright color of pink as contrasted to her always black and yellow outfit when it's Saturday.

I don't exactly know why she was always bullied, disliked by the boys or why she never had any friends, just the book she always reads that changes covers every time I see it. She's pretty... too pretty I am blinded whenever our gazes meet. I'd always like to meet her. Talk to her. She's pretty sporty. She's the faster runner in the track, even if she always skips Physical Education class. Perhaps so that no one would know of the existence of her talent. I usually go home at six thirty in the evening and I always catch her running in the oval. And my, how amazed I was with her speed.

I feel like my high school won't be completed without talking to her, not once. But, I'd be too embarrassed to just outright talk to her like we were childhood friends… we don't have a reason to.

…

I pushed my glasses up to adjust my vision. I walked towards the empty hallway of the second floor of the second year building as I made my way out of the library. It was always lonely. I always left school at six o'clock in the evening because it's the only time everyone had gone home. I won't have to bump into with some nasty folks that'd only throw me some pieces of paper as I walk by calling me a 'geek' or maybe something out of the bat 'whore.'

It has always been that way ever since I transferred here. But due to circumstances with my family, I must live it out until I graduate and enter college. I got caught into my thoughts before I noticed that I was already catching flying books and papers… and someone.

…

I straightened out my blouse as I made a run for the hallway in the second year building. I always stay behind in the Archery club so I could clean, arrange everything. I got too into cleaning that I didn't notice it was already six o'clock in the evening. I carried my books and the papers I needed to pass to Hayate in the student council meeting tomorrow morning.

I paced out my walking as I turned a corner and bumped into someone with golden locks. Her arms were soft, as she gracefully caught every book and every paper I carried with her hand, laid it on the floor smoothly as she caught me with strong arms.

I was still too shocked by the arrangement of the events. I closed my eyes to brace the fall, but found it broken when I was hugged tightly. Our faces were inches away from each other's faces, and before I had noticed, I peeked inside those thick rimmed eye glasses.

I was too shocked, my mouth was wide open, behind those darned thick rimmed glasses were… beautiful wine colored eyes. Caring, and… lonely. I stared, and stared. Until I felt my face heat up.

"Are you okay?" I heard a soft and lulling voice ask me. But I kept staring. "Umm... is something on my face…? Staring is rude… you know?"

Her string of sentences threw me off guard as I primed myself using her shoulders. I stood straight and fix my clothes. I saw her push up and fix her thick rimmed glasses and oh dear, how I wish she didn't do that.

"Ah… Err… I'm sorry… I'm Takamachi Nanoha." What am I saying?

"Oh, hello… nice to meet you, I'm Fate Testarossa-Harlaown." She answered me, again with that angelic voice. "But… are you okay, Takamachi-san?"

"Yes, thank you for catching me." I told her, she picked up my things and brought it to me. She then extended a hand for a hand-shake where I took it gratefully. "Nanoha is alright."

"Okay, Nanoha." Her voice as it pronounces every syllable of my name sounded so right… and… outright sexy. "Well then, I'll be going now, Nanoha."

Please stop saying my name… it makes my heart beat…

"Yes, please do take care." I told her as I bid her goodbye. She turned her back at me and proceeded onto walking down the stairs. But before she stepped down, she turned and looked at me once more.

"It was a pleasure meeting you, Nanoha. Just… don't make friends with floor alright? Even if you intended to tackle it." She smiled at me… she's so kind... and warm. And yet, something with her felt so… cold. The remaining fluorescent light shone down on her face that reflected her brimming eyes.

Fate Testarossa-Harlaown stepped down the stairs and disappeared.

"Her eyes… weren't smiling…" I said to myself. I wish I could make it smile… those graceful eyes.

"But… I thank the heavens for this day!"

Downstairs…

I didn't know what I should do. My heart was beating so fast. But I finally met her, Takamachi Nanoha.

Now what will happen to these two after their first encounter? Would love bloom? Would hate arise? Would confusion be a way to being close to each other? Did the heaven have tweaked something for them to meet at this fated day? Soon… everything will be revealed.

To Be Continued.

A/N: And I was finished with Chapter 1. I'm still not sure with the arrangement of everyone's existence. But I believe everyone crucial to the whole Nanoha-verse would be making an appearance. Please stay tuned and look forward for more! And do not forget to leave a review. I would really really really really love it if you would! Thank you so much for reading from the beginning till the end. Arakawa Risa is now taking off!