Hello! This is just a random idea for Aikatsu I came up with. Sorry if this bores you, but if you don't like it, it's cool if you don't read it ;P
Sorry if some of the characters are OOC or anything along those lines, but I'll try my best :D
I hope you enjoy!
One more apology: If there are spelling/grammatical errors, I will go back to correct them soon. Please do point them out if you see them! It would help greatly! :)
EDIT: I've edited the chapters to change the tense, and have therefore removed the other chapter temporarily. Sorry for the inconvenience.
Disclaimer: Aikatsu! and the characters presented here do not belong to me in any way.
A circus was in town. One with tents that spiraled high into the sky, with flags that swayed to and fro like waves as they were carried by the light zephyr that blew westwards on that day. The tents had a palette of basic circus colours, with a colour scheme of reds and whites, with vibrant hints of blue and green and orange and yellow. The colours splashed up at visitors like fish from the sea, and filled their eyes with nothing but colours. Bright, bright colours.
It's really wonderful, don't you agree?
"Ichigo!" A voice called out cheerfully. A girl with silky blonde hair, adorned with pink ribbon turned to see her best friend, Kiriya Aoi,
waving quite enthusiastically at her. Alongside her was Arisugawa Otome, a very cute girl with a catchphrase of 'Love you, desu~' Hoshimiya Ichigo
laughed back joyfully as she ran the short distance that separated them.
"Let's go to find Kanzaki Mizuki's tent! I can't wait to see her perform live!" Aoi smiled merrily as she drifted off into a little space of her own,
daydreaming about the famous Kanzaki Mizuki, who was a well renown circus performer, famous for her beautiful, graceful movements
as she somersaulted her way through the air cleanly like a butterfly. The small group entered the tent, brimming with excitement as the sound
of the commotion blasted it's way into their ears.
"Uwaa!~ It's so crowded, desu!" Otome chimed cheerfully as she placed her hand to her forehead and scanned the ring and rows of seats.
"Over there! Let's go sit over there." Ichigo motioned towards four empty seats around the center of the rows of seats.
They were positioned on the edge, convenient for a quick exit, if they needed to. The girls swiftly occupied the seats and settled, waiting for the show to begin. Aoi took out a little blue notepad, covered in intricate designs that arabesque to form a shape similar to that of a bluebird.
As if on cue, the lights dimmed and the show began.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the show that will dazzle your eyes like the sun! It's Kanzaki Mizuki!" The announcer declared dramatically as everybody whooped and cheered and clapped.
As the noise died down, the spotlight focused on a spot in the centre of the ring, revealing a purple-haired girl, donned in clothes that enhanced her elegance. They had been designed to move easily in, and yet, they were embellished with feathers that resemble a bird's wings, which
seemed as if they would hinder the performer.
As Kanzaki extended her arms, the feathers followed along, releasing specks of glitter that shimmer as they caught the light on their way down.
Her costume was fully revealed then. It followed the basic design of a gymnast's costume, with sequins and glitter that glimmered and shimmered like embers from a fire, the brilliance reaching every edge of the tent.
A chorus of oohs and aahs filled the tent as the spectators admired the exquisite costume, and the way it curved around Kanzaki's body perfectly. A note begans to play and fire ignited as the jugglers lit their props and began. The gymnast swayed and spun slowly, gradually increasing and then leaped, her hair flying out behind her.
She caught hold of a rope and twisted and turned, bending and flexing as if it were all natural.
Although it may have been gruesome to do, for an amateur gymnast, the way Kanzaki Mizuki presented it was mesmerising as she enchanted all the watchers. Ichigo's eyes sparkled with admiration, and Aoi was too entracned to take her eyes off of her to take notes.
Otome's orange-tinted eyes were attached onto Kanzaki like glue as they caught her every move, from head to toe. Expressions of pure enjoyment and admiration were etched on the girl's faces.
As the performers began to decrease pace from the climax of the show, Mizuki begans to slow to a halt on the ground.
She landed gracefully, as if she was a angel of some kind. The music slowed, and Mizuki froze in a perfect bow, perfectly on time with the other performers and the music. There were a few moments of silence as the watchers took in what had just happened before cheering permeated the air,
and flowers cannon balled into the ring, covering the girl in a flurry of plants.
She waved and sent kisses to the crowd before collecting several flowers from the ground and backing away. As she turned, her 'wings' flicked out slightly as if they were a cape. As the crowd bustled out happily after the performance,a feather fell from nowhere.
"So, how was that?!" Aoi breathed after she took her pen away from the pad. She had sketched images of Mizuki, as to not forget any of the movement, despite the fact that photos would've been easier.
"Mizuki-tan, love you, desu!~" Otome grinned, her face flushed as she held her hands up in a heart shaped manner.
"It-it was amazing!" Ichigo smiled, her memory fresh with the beauty of Kanzaki's movements and grace.
"Here, here, take a look!" Aoi beckoned the two slightly closer as she showed the two other girl's the images of Mizuki.
"Uwaa! Love you, Aoi-tan!"
"Aoi, those are amazing!"
As Otome and Aoi continued shuffling through the sketches, Ichigo stretched out tiredly.
"Huh?" Ichigo froze mid-stretch as her eyes caught a boy around her own age with floppy black hair that covered one eye (presumably a bright amber like the other eye). The boy was sweeping up the mess from the performance, collecting flowers and putting them into a basket. Ichigo observed him curiously as he made his way around the ring.
The performers aren't the only ones who work hard, are they? After all, the ground keepers have to clean up after them... Ichigo thought carefully, her position changing to a 'thinking' stance.
The cleaning boy suddenly halted and tensed as he reached a beautiful lily, with slightly crumpled petals, but beautiful nevertheless. Ichigo looked at him as his facial expression changed like the flow of water to a slightly sadder expression. He smoothed out the petals slightly, but rather than placing it in the basket for Mizuki, he popped it into his front pocket, located just above his chest. He then returned to sweeping and collecting as if nothing had happened then.
"I get the feeling we should leave. I don't want to miss Johnny Bepp's performance after all!" Aoi remarked happily as she and Otome stretched out and patted themselves down as they get up.
"Ichigo?" Aoi looked at Ichigo. The pink ribboned girl snapped out of her 'thinking mode' and looked at Aoi.
"Yup!" She smiled merrily and rose up, following the two other girls out of the tent. Before she exited however, she turned back. The boy was still there, sweeping away. He stopped. He continued. If only for a moment, Ichigo could've sworn their eyes met.
And that's all for now! :) Thanks for reading! Sorry for the slow updates, readers ;_;