Title: Sign me Up for Love
Pairing/s: YoruichixSoi and ShizumaxNagisa
Rating: M
Summary: Infamous heartbreakers Hanazono Shizuma and Shihouin Yoruichi are back. And it seems that Yoruichi has met her match in Soi fon who rejects her advances. And who is the redhead that has Shizuma fisting her hair in frustration? Sexual frustration…
A/N-Well, I wasn't supposed to start a new story until I finished Streetwise and This is My Tale (from fictionpress) because it was this rule I made for myself but I guess I just broke it. I've always wanted to write a Strawberry Panic fic but didn't know how to start it off and such, and never really had the confidence to think that it'll turn out good. So it's a crossover, that's what they call it right? Well, I'm using Yorusoi and ShizumaxNagisa in this story. It just popped into my head, the idea I mean. I don't know if I'm ever going to finish this either but I hope it isn't too bad for now.
Sorry for the endless author's note, hope you enjoy,
Cheers.
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Normal POV
Long cocoa legs swung over the side of the bed and a groan sounded from the owner, who scratched her messy purple hair. Yoruichi yawned and stumbled to her bathroom for a quick morning shower, throwing a casual tee over her head and slipping into skin tight jeans afterwards. Stepping out into the living room, she saw a mass of silver spilled over the arm of the couch and scoffed, reaching for the wooden spoon left on the counter of the kitchen. With a small smirk, she threw it over the couch and heard a thud, then cursing, then a groan.
"Wake up" the 24 year old laughed, pouring herself a cup of milk.
"Jesus, throw something softer next time…"
"Oh shush and go take a shower" Yoruichi said in reply, closing the fridge door.
The other woman sat up slowly, and then moved further into the apartment, walking into walls and doors with her eyes still closed. Hanazono Shizuma was only wearing a black bra and fitting jeans, her singlet forgotten on the couch which Yoruichi picked up and rolled her eyes at. She was used to seeing her room-mate half naked because she was the same half the time.
"Shizuma, your shirt" she called.
Moments later, a clean and slightly more awake Shizuma appeared in the kitchen, rubbing her temples.
"Don't talk to me, my head's about to explode" she frowned, groping the inside of the cupboards for some panadol.
The goddess ignored her best friend's comment and poked her head in with a cat-like grin on her lips.
"Why, are you looking for you beloved panadol, Shizuma-chan?" Yoruichi asked, holding the packet of tablets between her fingers, waving it left to right.
"Give it here, you little prick" the silver-haired beauty growled, snatching it from the slightly younger girl.
"Mm, just hurry up, I want my coffee"
"As if someone would drink milk and coffee in the morning" Shizuma muttered, knocking back a glass of water after the tablets.
The two room-mates arrived at Starbucks and found a table to the right, sitting down together and waiting for their real morning wakeup call. Whilst one of the waitresses was making the coffee, Shizuma threw a wink the brunette's way. The girl in her early twenties smiled in returned and finished the coffee before making her way over to the two women. The 24 year old helped the girl by taking her cup, their fingers brushing lightly. The girl then set down some napkins for them, placing one right beside Shizuma's cup and walked back behind the counter to serve the next customer. The curvy woman turned her napkin over and grinned whilst Yoruichi rolled her eyes, seeing this happen too many times she just knew it was going to happen.
The napkin most likely had the two words 'Call me' like every other girl wrote and then their phone number, so it wasn't a surprise when Shizuma showed Yoruichi.
"As expected" the chocolate goddess noted.
"Says the all-time playgirl?" Shizuma raised a perfect brow.
"If you haven't forgotten, you have the same reputation as me, my friend" Yoruichi held a hand over chest.
"Well damn, I can't help it that all the girls just fall in my bed" the other grinned.
"You got that right" her friend smirked.
The young woman took a sip from her cappuccino and then stood up, heading for the toilets.
"Don't do anything I wouldn't do!" Shizuma called after her.
"You'd do anything" Yoruichi scoffed in reply.
On her way out of the restroom, she brushed against an asian woman with messy jet black hair and a low ponytail at the back. Yoruichi took the time to give her a once-over, noting the lean figure although she did lack some curves; there was definitely something about her. Clicking her tongue, she took her eyes off the girl just in time to see a cute looking redhead spill her drink on her friend.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" she apologized furiously, clawing at the tissues at their table and wiping the still hot liquid from the silver-haired woman's top. Shizuma was sporting a stupid grin on her face and Yoruichi's golden eyes were brimming with tears from laughing at the sight.
"Ah…that little fox" she grinned.
She walked back over to their table and forced herself to stop laughing and act shocked,
"What happened?" she feigned surprise.
"I-I accidentally spilt my coffee on your uh…friend. I'm so sorry!" she looked like she was on the verge of tears.
The girl was definitely good looking, Yoruichi noted, and the clumsiness only added to her cuteness. Her mahogany eyes were practically begging for forgiveness that even Yoruichi felt sorry for her but then noticed her friend.
"Oh, I don't mind," she shrugged her shoulders.
"Feel free to pour another cup on her so she'll stop staring at your ti-you" Yoruichi managed to correct herself when the older of the two stepped on her foot under the table.
"…Eh?" the redhead was confused as she turned to Shizuma who hadn't blinked once the coffee landed on her, eyes already occupied by the obvious cutie.
The stranger's mouth dropped open, forming a perfect 'o' and her cheeks were stained with a nice red colour, serving as her blush.
Yoruichi saw the silver haired woman still staring and knocked at her feet under the table, watching her recover smoothly.
"I think I'm gonna go to the toilets to clean this up" she announced, standing up with certain grace.
Feeling more than guilty, the redhead offered to help and followed after the smirking beauty.
"Too bad redheads aren't my thing"
On their way to the disabled toilets, as Shizuma planned, Yoruichi finally heard the introductions, faintly hearing the girl utter in shyness 'Aoi Nagisa'.
And as the lock slid into place, Yoruichi took out her phone and glanced at the time. It would usually take a minimum of 3 minutes for the playgirl; actually it had always been a record they've been trying to beat (which was set by Yoruichi and her last encounter). Silent, boring minutes passed and Yoruichi stopped looking in the restroom direction; but the woman lost focus when the girl from earlier pushed open the doors of the toilets and walked out in small, calm strides. Yoruichi sipped at her cappuccino, cup held high so that only her eyes were visible to others. The sneaky golden orbs followed the figure until said girl lifted her eyes and met her gaze. It only lasted a few second, 4 to be exact, before the raven haired girl turned away with a roll of her eyes. At this, the 24 year old almost chocked, banging her fist at her chest several times, forgetting gentleness.
Did that girl just roll her eyes at me? No, scratch that, she just brushed me off! Me, Shihouin Yoruichi. Most girls would throw themselves at me and yet she…-
Her thoughts were broken when Shizuma fell down in her seat with a quiet sigh, her tee still slightly wet. The younger of the two checked her phone for the time and raised a brow,
"That took you 6 minutes," she said, forgetting about her own encounter.
"So was it 6 minutes of mind-blowing sex or 6 minutes of mind-blowing sex?" Yoruichi smirked.
Shizuma was never one for patience; because as soon as a door closed, clothes were ripped and screams could always be heard. And once she had her fun, she would leave, but 6 minutes? That was her longest by far.
The 24 year old's usually mischievous amber eyes were filled with annoyance and something resembling disappointment.
"It was 0 minutes of mind-blowing sex and 6 minutes of fucking torture" she huffed.
Yoruichi at this point was silent, maybe shocked but Shizuma couldn't tell because she was going to vent of the sexual frustration.
"I take off my shirt and you'd figure she knows what I'm up to and there she goes offering to wash my shirt. Then she makes me dry it, facing her as we talked" she put extra emphasis on the last word.
Yoruichi blinked, blinked again and then exploded with laughter, slapping the palm of her hand on their table as she did. People around them glanced their way, frowning in disapproval as they did and shaking their heads. When it had reduced down to just soft bubbles of giggling, the silver haired woman knitted her brows together.
"Hey, knock it off will you? Come on, where's my pity and sympathy?" she asked.
"You'd throw your coffee at me if I offered any of the two. But holy shit, Hanazono Shizuma, the Hanazono Shizuma got rejected!"
Said woman crossed her arms in front of her assets and glared at her friend who was still giggling, and having damn fun at it too. Once Yoruichi calmed down, she exhaled and massaged the corners of her mouth.
"Alright, so let's try it again. This time you spill your coffee on her so she can take off her shirt and then you can offer to wash her shirt for her. Now doesn't that sound lovely?" she chuckled.
"…You have 3 seconds to run Shihouin or my coffee," she nodded down at her half filled cup,
"Is going up your nose" she stated in one of her most calming tones.
Yoruichi didn't need to be told a second time, throwing some money on the table and then taking off running. Shizuma mirrored her actions, chair skidding across the wooden floorboards as she left.
As soon as she was out of the shop, she lost sight of the girl but her unique purple hair always gave her away and she grinned.
Shizuma was almost catching up with Yoruichi who was, no doubt a fast runner but ran straight into her friend when she stopped in front of a music shop. Shizuma bounced back and groaned, rubbing her head which had collided into Yoruichi's shoulder and looked at the 24 year old who still hadn't turned to her yet.
"What are you-whoa, she is so mine" Shizuma cut herself off, taking a step closer to the entrance when Yoruichi pulled her back by her collar.
"Rules are rules, I saw her first" she said, walking into the music store. Shizuma rolled her eyes and followed after her, leaning against the door, watching the purple haired woman make her move. A minute later the two were out on their way again with Yoruichi sporting a very smug look which Shizuma ignored, knowing it would give her friend an ego burst up to the sky. But that was not to say Shizuma's ego wasn't already sky-high either.
So far, it was Yoruichi-1 and Shizuma-1.
And it was only the beginning.
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Well uh, there was the first chapter. I hope it wasn't too bad. Please tell me if I should continue this or not, well actually, I want to write at least the first 3 chapters to see how it goes first but do tell me what you guys think.
And sorry for any spelling mistakes or grammar stuff that I didn't get right.
Cheers.