Thanks to Kiyohiko Azuma for creating Azumanga Daioh!

Prepare for a dark Azumanga fic with an... unusual pairing.


Prologue

"Yukari, I told you. No! Stop it!"

The words rang in the hurt woman's ears painfully. Yukari's heart was heavy with disappointment. True, they had both decided that a breakup would save them both the embarrassment of having one of their overly-inquisitive students from finding out, but she couldn't help it. What was the big deal if they were together, anyway?

Besides, Yukari missed Nyamo, badly. She acted like her usual self around others, but couldn't her friend see the longing in her eyes? Or did she simply decide to ignore it?

Time heals all wounds? I think not.

Whatever the case was, Nyamo was firm with her. This was the sixth time she had rejected her advances, more if Yukari's moments of weakness in the summer of that fateful separating were counted. Tearfully, the English teacher looked up at the starry skies, wondering, praying, as she had done for many nights, hoping that her silent cries would be answered. Then she sighed, entering her parents' house.

Nothing ever happened. Nothing ever changed. Nyamo never changed- she was as beautiful and idiotic as ever... Perhaps that was her charm. Her terrible, terrible charm... more powerful than anything Yukari could ever blackmail her with. She was chained to the lovely Minamo with no means of escape.

Yukari's thoughts haunted her during the night. Unable to sleep, she turned on the light and picked up a framed picture of Nyamo and herself. Both smiled, though Nyamo's was considerably softer than Yukari's wide grin. Yukari knew that they had been dating in secret at the time. Suddenly, the already agitated woman's temper flared and she threw the nostalgic picture across the room with a rather loud growl of anger.

For a moment, she was surprised at herself, then slightly worried that she woke someone up. However, that feeling faded very fast when she realized that she'd probably damaged the frame of her precious memory. A quiet curse escaped her lips and she scrambled toward the picture to check out the damage.

A large crack ran down between Nyamo and Yukari. She blinked. The crack was actually at the corner of the glass.

I'm losing it.

Yukari gave her head a little shake and closed her eyes, placing the picture back on the desk.