I do not own any of these characters, etc. , although that should be fairly obvious given this is hosted on a fanfiction website. But I digress. Onward with the story.
A Bunch of Chisame Shipping Fics.
Chapter 1:1 Chisame and Negi (and negi)
When Chisame entered the bedroom, everything seemed the same as it always was. Except for a suspiciously long, thing package lying on the bed. She called into the bathroom.
"Negi, what the heck is this thing, and why is it on the bed?" Negi's voice echoed from behind the door.
"That's a welsh onion. Chizuru-san brought it over earlier. Thought we might want it."
"That's only half an answer. Why is it on the bed? Shouldn't you leave it in the kitchen or something?" There was a pause. Not at all reassuring. The silence carried a hint of awkwardness. Not nearly as awkward as the silence had been on that morning when they had woken up in the same bed for the first time, but more awkward than when Chisame had walked in on her teacher in the shower. "Well!"
"It's...uh...not for eating..."
"What do mean 'not for eating'? What else could it-" Something clicked in the back of her mind. Her subconscious had gotten around to scouring out the relevant words in Negi's explanation: "Chizuru" and "onion". She recalled, for the first time in a while, a conversation with Natsumi concerning why the latter had a mild phobia of leeks. The explanation had involved Chizuru. "Negi, please tell me that this isn't for what I think it's for."
More silence. So it is for that, then. He sheepishly opened the door.
"She...uh...though that you might...um...you know...that it would add...some...uh..." He withered under her glare.
"And you actually though that I would want to do that?"
"Well, I figured that, you know, since we...uh...it's always the same..." She glared even harder. Daggers. "Uh, not that it's bad...it's really good, but... maybe we could...try something a little different." He scratched the back of his head. She was now glaring swords at him rather than daggers. It wasn't working. He was too damn earnest. Chisame turned her gaze to the package on the bed.
"Okay, fine." She grumbled it out as much as possible to kill any chance that he might try this again. She looked back at him. He was obviously trying not to smile. "Okay." She muttered, as she began to peel away her clothes. "Let's get this over with."
(DATA REDACTED IN THE INTEREST OF KEEPING THIS EVEN VAGUELY WORKSAFE)
Chisame faced the wall, holding the sheets against her naked chest, trying and failing to calm her heartbeat enough to get to sleep. Negi was curled up on the other side of the bed, sleeping soundly. Chisame was still wide awake, thoughts racing. I can't believe I just did that. A friggin' onion. She tried to think of something else. Maybe about how she should update her website. Then thoughts of her fanboys flooded her brain. What would they think if they knew about what happened! That Chiu-chan stuck an onion up her- Negi rolled over in his sleep. What the hell was I thinking! She clamped her eyes shut. How did I let this happen? Her heart started racing again. How could I let myself enjoy it!
Damn onion.
She rolled over, seeking a better position. She found herself face to face with Negi. What a cute kid. Too cute, damn it. The last thing she thought before sleep took her was whether she should punch Chizuru or thank her. Or maybe ask her to drop off another onion...
Chapter 1.2: Chisame and Yue
Chisame blinked as the light of the sunrise filtered through the window and hit her eyes. Should've closed the blinds last night. Oh well. She rolled over and found herself staring at Yue's forehead. The short girl made a sleepy groan, and shifted a little in the bed. The sheet had fallen off of her at some point during the night, exposing her naked back to the cold morning air. She clutched her chest, and curled up slightly, shivering.
Chisame let out a satisfied sigh. She reached across the sleeping girl and pulled the sheet up to Yue's shoulders. She wrapped her arm around Yue's back and gently drew her closer. The sleeping girl nestled into Chisame's chest as Chisame rested her check on Yue's forehead. The shivering had stopped.
How did I end up here? Chisame reached over with her other hand and began twiddling with Yue's hair. Two days ago, she never would have guessed that she'd be sharing a bed with "forehead girl". But now that she was here, she couldn't complain.
Yue started to stir. Like Chisame, she blinked in response to the morning sun.
"Huh?" She tried to register what was going on. As the morning haziness left her eyes, Chisame's face began to come into focus. "Whuh?"
"Morning!" Chisame smiled. "Have a good night?"
"So..last night..." Yue rubbed her eyes as she sat up. "It..it really...happened..."
"Did it ever." Chisame patted the top of Yue's head. Yue blushed slightly and looked away. "Oh, don't be like that. Didn't you enjoy my company?"
"Y-yes..." Her face flushed even more. "Of course. It's just that...I didn't think that something like this would happen..."
Chisame put her hand on top of Yue's.
"Neither did I." She pressed her lips against her bedmate's forehead. "But I'm glad that it did."
Chapter 1.3: Chisame and Chachamaru
"You have got to be kidding me!" Chisame banged her head on the table. "I went through so much crap during the festival because of you! So much! I was freaking wading through mounds of crap! I climbed the freaking crap mountains, dammit! Enough to fertilize all the farms in the world. All of them!"
Chachamaru tried to maintain her stoic demeanor as she sat on the couch, watching Chisame flail madly.
"Chisame, I believe that your metaphor is obscuring rather than emphasizing your point."
"Shut up!" Chisame stared at the robot girl, red faced. "You don't get it! I busted my ass trying to fight you during the tournament, and now you're telling me that you were just messing with me the whole time! I thought that I had at least put up a decent fight!"
The robot shifted in her seat. In the months since the tournament, she had visited Chisame like this a number of times. Chisame had come to enjoy Chachamaru's visits; there was no one else on campus who was on Chisame's level when it came to computers. It had been nice to finally discuss the subject with someone who was on her own level.
But now all of that was in jeopardy. Chachamaru had been describing a sort of self-propagating program when she had said precisely the wrong thing, namely that the simplicity of the program in question had made it simple for her to hold Chisame at bay during the Mahorafest Cyberwar.
"I thought you were already aware..." Chachamaru tried not to meet Chisame's eyes. "I did not mean to impugn your abilities. I had a distinct advantage due to my ability to interface directly with the system, and furthermore-"
"Just stop, okay!" Chisame finally settled into her chair and held her head in her hands. "I get it. You were better than me. I just thought that I had actually accomplished something, that's all..." She took a deep breath.
"But you did accomplish something. You successfully circumvented my security set up."
"That doesn't matter! It's the fact that you weren't even trying." She gritted her teeth. "Do you know how humiliating it is to put your all into something only to find out that you only won because your opponent wasn't paying attention!"
Chachamaru was silent. She hadn't been in that position before. Chisame took a few deep breaths before launching back into her tirade.
"I thought I was useful! I thought that I had actually done something to help! I thought I had accomplished something!" He voice dropped to a near whisper. "But I guess it turns out that I was just lucky. But the worst part..." She finally took her hands away from her face. Tears were starting to gather at the corners of her eyes. "Do you know what I did to beat you?"
Chachamaru shook her head.
"I had to make a pactio with that boy." Her fists were clenched. "That was the worst. To have even the smallest chance of doing anything, I had to kiss him. My first kiss. My first kiss!" She slammed her fist on the table. "I wasted my first kiss to have a shot at beating you. I should have saved it. Saved it for someone special. Someone that I actually loved! But no..." The tears in the corners of her eyes began to drip down her cheeks. "I sacrificed it. I sacrificed it to fight you, and now you're telling me that you weren't even trying!"
"Chisame..." Chachamaru searched her memory banks for something, anything to say . Understanding her own emotions was difficult enough. But even so, all she could think about was finding some way to stop the tears that were flowing down her friend's face. "I...I am sorry. I did not realize that you...that you gave up so much... I should have told you at the beginning..."
"You...just don't get it..." Chisame's fists started trembling. "You don't know...just how much I had to give up." She lifted her head and looked Chachamaru straight in the eyes. "You can't understand..." Chachamaru felt as if she were frozen, paralyzed by Chisame's gaze. She forced her mouth to start speaking again.
"I know that I cannot understand. I have difficulty comprehending my own emotions. I only wish that I would have some way of knowing how you feel..."
Chisame's stared into Chachamaru's eyes. She wanted to be angry. She wanted to be able to scream her head off. She wanted to unload all of her frustration, stress, and pain on the robot girl sitting on her couch. But she couldn't. The robot's eyes seemed more glassy than usual; they had more shine. They looked human. And they looked like they were about to cry.
"You want...you want to understand?" Chisame tried to breathe slowly. "Fine."
She suddenly stepped forward, wrapped her arms around the robot girl and pressed her lips against Chachamaru's. The sudden momentum caused both girls to tip sideways onto the couch. Chisame lay on top her friend, eyes clamped shut. Now she'll get it. She has to...
Chachamaru lay on the couch, stunned. Chisame's body was so close to hers that she could feel the girl's ever-quickening heartbeat. From the moment Chisame's lips had touched hers, she felt a heat spreading through her body, a rush of sensation flowing through her artificial veins. Time seemed to stop for a moment.
Chisame pushed herself back into a sitting position.
"There. You made me waste my first kiss, so now I took yours. We're even." She stood up and resolutely walked back to her chair.
Chachamaru slowly lifted herself off the couch. Every joint in her body seemed to be shaky and unstable. She almost feel the heat coming off of her face.
"Chisame..."
"So is next week at the same time good for you?" Chisame tried her best to sound completely normal, but her voice wavered.
"W..what do you mean?"
"Well, now that we've resolved this little incident, there's no reason that we should stop meeting." Chisame pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose. Her cheeks were still more than a little rosy. Her mouth curved slightly into a smile. "I accept your apology. I realize that you didn't realize how I felt. All is forgiven."
"Th..thank you." Chachamaru bowed. "Next week at this time should be fine. I will let you know if anything comes up." She stood up. "I should probably be going."
"You're probably right." Chisame coughed. "Things got a little intense. I need to cool down a little."
"I will see you in class. Goodbye." Chachamaru bowed again and walked to the door. As she opened it, Chisame waved.
"You too. Bye." The door clicked shut.
As she left the dormitory to begin the walk back to Eva's cottage, Chachamaru reached up and pressed her fingers to her mouth. Her lips were still warm.
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So yeah, I think this story kinda speaks for itself. I'm starting off with Negi and the rest of 3-A, and if I still feel like writing these after I run out of classmates, I'll start using other characters.
Something to keep in mind: The individual sections are all in their own continuities, but multiple sections involving the same characters are part of the same continuity. For example, the Chisame and Yue section is not in the same continuity as the Chisame and Chachamaru section. But if I write another section involving Chachamaru it'll be a continuation of the first Chachamaru section. Hopefully this isn't too confusing (although my explanation probably didn't help any).
Finally some explanations:
1.1: The "(and negi)" bit in the first section is sort of a Japanese pun; the Japanese word for "welsh onion" is "negi". And yes, that section of the fic was written partially because of that pun. The other inspiration for that section was Overmaster's "More than Fifty-Four Negi and Chisame Threesomes" (which can found on this site and is hilarious; go read it). I was active on the forum where he initially began posting the threesome ideas, so I wrote this as a joke. He thought it was funny, so I have preserved it for posterity as part of this compilation.
1.2: I think this section is kinda generic when compared to the other two; I'll try to remedy that if I write a followup Yue/Chisame section.
1.3: I surprised myself when I wrote this; It was originally going to be much more humorous, but ended up being really emotional. In a good way, I think. Later installments will probably be a bit more joke-y.
Final comments: I'm aware that the title sucks. I'm bad at coming up with titles for stuff like this. :P
Please review; feedback is always appreciated.