Princes, meet the Princesses!
*A Princess Princess & Yumeiro Patissieré crossover fanfic.*
(Hints of The Day of Revolution and Family Complex included)
Chapter 1.
Seriously. What was the possibility? Of what you ask? Of St. Marie Academy burning partly down because of a stove left on? Or that there was no room for some of the students to stay at the school, not even mentioning studying? Or could it be that the only available school in the area was an all-boy school?
"You've got to be kidding me!" How many times had that sentence been heard on the bus on the way to that said school? No one knew. Everyone stopped counting after the blond boy had said it for the tenth or eleventh time. A sigh could be heard from the back of the bus, next to the said boy.
"Aren't you taking this a bit too seriously, Ma-kun?" This was said by one of the two others, a tall black haired boy wearing glasses. He seemed to be the least frustrated about the whole situation.
"Too seriously? They don't even have any good kitchens there!" This too was an all too familiar complain from the chocolatier. Though who could blame him? His studies did depend on him staying on the top of the school, and without practice, how was he supposed to do that? As the blonde kept going on and on about it, the boy on his other side, the last one of the three, was in the middle of complaining too. About a different thing, however.
"An ALL-BOY school! I won't be seeing any fair ladies for the whole time we spend there!" The green-haired bishonen could hardly believe that this day had come. "My looks will go to waste!" The horror.
"You too, Hanabusa..?" Another sigh. The raven-headed boy decided to give up. Perhaps when they would actually see the school…
You must be wondering, just who are these three boys? Why, they are of course Makoto Kashino, Satsuki Hanabusa and Sennosuke Andou, dubbed as the "Sweets Princes" by the girls of St. Marie Academy. They were few of the unfortunate ones, who were sent to the all-boy school until the academy would be fixed again. Andou, the tall one with glasses, looked out from the bus window half-listening to the other two's ranting.
"Maybe it's a good thing that Caramel and the others went back to Sweets Kingdom…" The small fairies had returned for a test of some kind. Fairies? Indeed. They're called "Sweets Spirits". They come from Sweets Kingdom in order to pair up with patissiers and help them, collecting cards from each new sweet they are able to make. By doing this they try to become patissiers themselves, to the court of the Sweets Kingdom. As Andou remembered the small fairies, he felt a bit lonely. He wouldn't be able to meet his Sweets Spirit, Caramel, until they returned to the Academy. He looked over to the fellow Sweets Princes and wondered if they felt the same.
"I will not stand this!" It was quite hard to tell if they were. Andou looked at his childhood friend, the blonde chocolatier that was Kashino, as he still kept going, untiringly. Andou had to admit it was amusing to see his friend like this. Usually the said boy kept more to himself. Andou could guess what had caused this change as the image of a certain to-be-patissieré…
Suddenly the candy-art specialist, Hanabusa, looked outside the window past Andou. And he looked horrified.
"You can't mean that… that is the school!" Andou turned back to the window at the same time noticing that the bus had came to a stop. There was the school. Andou immediately dismissed his earlier idea "maybe seeing the school will change their minds". It was nowhere near the luxury of St. Marie Academy, just the opposite. A normal, everyday high school with no interesting points at all. Great… A third sigh. This wasn't going well…
/PmtP\
"NOOOOOOOOO!" This all too familiar yell echoed throughout the Fujimori high-school. Most of the students recognized this voice as the one of the three Princesses of the school. The three were currently at the student council room and had just heard of their newest task. The shout was coming from the pink haired one out of the three. He was standing in front of the couch he had been previously seated in. He had an expression that was a mix of panicked and rebellious on his rather feminine face.
"There is no way I'm doing this! NO WAY!" This boy was, of course, the Eastern Princess Mikoto Yutaka. Behind him, seated on the couch, were the two others not the least surprised by the outburst of their companion.
"He's at it again, Yuujiro", said the one with blue hair, Tooru Kouno, the newest of the Princesses, to the other.
"What did you expect? That he's suddenly started liking this job?" This faintly sarcastic reply came from the last, but certainly the not least, of the group, the male with long blond hair called Yuujiro Shihoudani, also known as the Western Princess.
"Point taken", the blunette answered turning his attention back to the scene in front of him. With the three Princesses was the student council Mikoto was busy complaining at. There were, obviously, the student council president, Shuya Arisada, along with Masayuki Koshino, the vice president, Wataru Harue, the treasurer, and Takahiro Tadasu, the secretary. The first named smirked evilly causing Mikoto lose some of his earlier confidence.
"Now now, let's not be hasty. You'll just have to greet the refugees from St. Marie Academy, make them know we welcome them here", the former Princess said with a hint of a scary tone in his voice, "It's not all that big of a deal, right?"
"B-But they… they'll…" As resistant as Mikoto was, it wasn't easy for him to come up with a valid argument. Arisada wasn't going to let this one go, however, and as he watched Mikoto squirming under his glare, he decided to make it easier by drawing his ace card and playing it.
"And did I mention that if you don't do it, I will personally suspend the Princess privileges… from all of you", he said with his evil aura reflecting from his eyes. As planned, it didn't shake Mikoto up, but the two behind him. Tooru and Yuujiro immediately jumped up to either side of the third Princess.
"WE'LL DO IT!" The pink-haired boy looked from the blond to blunette and back in panic.
"H-Hey! No way I'm-!"
"Good, then you'll have to get ready. They'll be here in any minute."
"Listen to me! I will not-!"
"Of course. Come now, Mikoto."
"Shihoudani! Don't you-!"
"Hurry up, we don't want to be late."
"Tooru too! No… No! NOOOOOOOOOO!"
And so poor Mikoto was dragged out from the room by his fellow Princesses. I've beed calling the three boys Princesses the whole time, but you don't know why, do you? In Furimori High-school there is a tradition of choosing some of the first year students as "Princesses" based on their looks, personality and popularity. These few are dressed up in female costumes and they work as the school's idols, bringing up the spirits of all students. They are like a flash of color in the otherwise dull life of an all-boys school. Along with this duty come the privileges. To name few of them, there are such as free school supplies and food, and they gain part of the profit from pictures of them that are taken and sold by the photography club. All that just for dressing up as a girl. Arisada couldn't understand just what was so horrible about it. Oh, well. He could always count on the other two making the third to do his job. With that conclusion, he set his mind on other matters.
As the president was continuing his job, the Princesses were on their way to theirs, two dragging the third between them.
"I really don't get why you are so much against this", Tooru said, "Megumi-san already knows about this job, and you seemed to be just fine with it just a few days ago."
"It's a matter of pride, Tooru! Even if you two don't have it, I have a male pride to protect", Mikoto answered angrily as he tried to struggle off, causing others tightening their grip. The blond one of the three chuckled slightly.
"You really think you still have any of it left, Miko-chan~?" A vein popped on the pink head's forehead.
"Don't call me that! Besides, those refugees are from outside and aaaaaAAAH!" Mikoto was horrified by the image popping to his head, so horrified he froze from his struggling for a moment, before remembering he could still escape if he tried hard enough. Tooru sighed and changed the subject.
"Anyway, what do you think the refugees will be like? They come from a patissier school, don't they?" He had been wondering about it ever since they were told of the refugees.
"Yea, and a top rate one at that. St. Marie Academy is the best patissier school in the world, and the Japanese branch seems to be one of the utmost of them all", Yuujiro said with an everyday-tone, which piqued Mikoto's interest and he stopped struggling once more.
"How come you know so much about it?" he questioned. Yuujiro waved his free hand slightly.
"My cousin studies there", was all he said. There was no time for further questions as they entered the home economics classroom and were instantly assaulted by a certain sempai.
"My lovely Princesses~! I have prepared new gorgeous outfits for today. Please, try them on~!" This flashy personality is known as Kaoru Natashou, or simply as Natashou-sempai. He started a speech of each little detail of each dress, over-dramatically describing them to the fullest. The three Princesses sweatdropped and shook their heads. Some things just don't change.
A/N: Hikari: Where did this come from? Well, truthfully this has been on my computer for quite a long time. I watched Yumeiro Patissieré, followed by Princess Princess, and I couldn't help noticing how so very same looking Makoto and Yuujiro were. Blond and brown eyes. Thus, I wondered if they were related, which was the start of this fanfic~ And that's it~!
I have another, shorter chapter of this story, though I doubt I'll continue this any more~
Au revoir~!