I don't own MSLN nor any of its characters.

With that taken care of I'll only give a few warnings

This is the first fanfic or story I ever write, so if you find something not understandable don't be surprised.

I don't use english very much (though I can understand very well) so if you see bad orthography, misspellings, bad synta, etc. Again don't be surprise.

Even in my main language orthography, grammar and literature are not my forte, so ... you get the point.

I appreciate any help, comments and constructive criticism.

This one was done in colaboration with a friend of mine that decided not to make a profile, and I don't feel like publishing her name (being that she hardly ever uses her name on the Net I doubt she'd liked it anyway)

NANOHA POV

Here she was again, a young long haired brunette scribbling as fast as she could, trying to finish a large amount of math problems, all thanks to their teacher, a grumpy old man who always said "There is no better way to learn something than to repeat it, and repeat it, and repeat it still until you can no longer forget it", her blue eyes had bags underneath caused by the late night sleeping cause by that.

"Ne~, Nanoha~Cha~n, you know you shouldn's skip pa~ssage~s, right?, ri~ght?" her companion, a short haired brunette, whose blue eyes are a shade lighter than her own said in - what she considered - a rather annoying a sing song voice, causing her to mutter under her breath "Did she had to wait until it was almost finished to remind me?" she thought, while erasing a good part of the math exercise being currently worked on, and re-write it down with the same carelessness her friend would normally do so, 'thank god she never actually listened to me about that' she thought in the process.

Yes, the proud Nanoha Takamachi, Captain and president of the archery's team and club, second best student of the second grade and one of the top students of the whole school, acting as the slave of none other than Yagami Hayate, one of the few students of the TSAB High School who passed her evenings in the detention room in a semi-daily basis, the most infamous prankster the little town had ever known, president of the sewing(cosplay) club, and oddly enough another of the best graded students of the complex, even before she had become her best friend's "mistress", some sort of genius who could achieve excellence with the bare minimum effort, a diabolic raccoon girl who could manipulate anyone once she knew their weaknesses.

'And how did I end like this?', she continued her train of thought, while still trying to rewrite the previously erased problems, 'All because of that blond' Yes that blond, the only girl who had bested her ever since she entered mid-high school, the very best student, who was also good at sports, beautiful, with a grace, elegance, and an mysterious aura that seemed to attract everyones attention, the school idol who, even though easily became the center of attention in just about everywhere she went, still managed to be avoid giving any hints of what her private life was, of how she really was, that girl had become an issue, just like Nanoha thought she would be, ever since she learned about her existence.

FLASHBACK

Two month's had passed since the begin of the new term, and unlike what she had expected at first, she had become the second grade students representative, all because that blond haired girl, Fate Testarossa Harlown had rejected the position, apparently she had some 'private affairs' that required the girl to leave as soon as school finishied, most of the other students, specially the ones that belonged to the recently formed "Fate club" had been disappointed, that was the first time she had actually seen her, the first time she learned of the amount of power a person could have in others, the first time she thought that her "Responsibility" was about to become a very tiering job, the first time she felt intimidated of something she was about to do.

Just like that she started her duties, planning events, managing activities, and some times maintaining the school's rules and policies.

half a year had gone by, and she had already become used to her new routine, her initial shyness when asking any of her classmates to "hand over the photo's" had almost completely dissapeared, the photos of the blond school idol managed to be introduced, exchanged and bought among both boys and girls, Nanoha had even caught some teachers with them, The copper haired girl seriously didn't understand what was going on their heads, sure, the girl seemed nice, beautiful, smart...

the closest thing to perfection she had ever seen, but that didn't mean they had to stop doing whatever they were just because she entered the room, or did something good, or smiled, Nanoha wondered how that could happen, and she kept doing so for some more weeks, until one day curiosity got the best of her, instead of just discarding those confiscated items, the girl observed a few of them, once again she found the girl was really pretty, and she certainly enjoyed having looked at the photos, but still it wasn't such a big deal, the photo's were discarded soon after and the brunette kept doing her things, she felt better then, and decided that maybe looking at the pictures from time to time wasn't very bad.

Time kept passing, and slowly, but surely, the amount of time she passed looking at the photo's increased, soon enough shs noticed that, more than that silky looking blond hair, more than her creamy white skin, more than her long legs or well endowed body, what Nanoha liked the most where her eyes, those burgundy irises that seemed to radiate warmth, and kindness and.. and something else, something she knew, something she somewhat couldn't name, she wondered what it was, she wondered why it seemed so familiar, yet so different, so unknown.

It was like that how it all started, like a little snow ball, that kept going down the hill, augmenting in size increasingly faster, until it finally gets out of control.

She discovered things about the blond, things she wondered if anyone else had noticed, things she wondered if the school idol knew, but more importantly she began to discover things about herself, things she didn't think she could feel.

In time Nanoha stopped discarding some of the photo's, her collection increasing bit by bit.

An album was bought, one that allowed het to easily switch position's, the ones she liked the most where always on top, the rest weren't as well organized, but it didn't matter, not really, because she only wanted to enjoy them for a little while, still she couldn't help but feel like a hypocrite every time she complained with her classmates, 'What would they do if they knew?', Nanoha wondered that many times, but whenever a photo she really, really liked fell in possession she was much too happy to let it go.

Her notes went down a bit, Nanoha didn't know if it was because of her new hobby or because the little guilt she felt didn't let her concentrate quite as much, but she didn't care, not about that, her parent's would be okay with it, and she wasn't really trying to stand out, it was just the way things where, Nanoha's place as the second best student of the second grade was still in her hands, and her collection wasn't that big to be considered an obsession, at least she didn't thought it was, not back then.

But then something happened, a feeling Nanoha wasn't aware of suddenly made itself present, she didn't know if it started big, or if it simply went unnoticed, hidden between the many other new things she was still unable to comprehend, until it was too big to ignore it, jealousy, The blue eyed girl was jealous of someone

she only knew by sight, and although she knew she shouldn't feel like that, even if she knew she shouldn't feel so possessive about the blond, she did.

She had decided, she would stop it, no one else would see Fate, not in the photo's at least, because Nanoha was aware it was stupid to try to forbid anyone to actually look at her, because the only way to do it was to hurt Fate, and she didn't want that, 'Wonder if I can blind everyone else though', the idea still came from time to time.

"if you want to get rid of the problem, you had to start at the source", her father had said to Nanoha when she disguised her intentions as a way to keep her school rules unbroken, with that in mind she began to hunt the photographer's, most of whom - she discovered - actually only did it for the money, that was until she reached "her", her very best friend, the one who had supported her, who had shared tears and laughs with her, someone who unfortunately didn't mind doing her a favor, the one who took the most beautiful of all of the images she saw up till then, and it was then that her freedom ended, because when her friend was going to rip the photo's she saw in her hands, right then and there she stopped het, of course Nanoha had tried to put an excuse to Hayate, but she couldn't quite found the time to think of much, and even she knew it wasn't very easy to believe, the fact she had over reacted a little didn't help her situation either, Hayate of course being herself had put a hand on her chin, her eyes shining and a cat like smile making its way on her face, the interrogation began.

Not much after her short haired friend had began her questioning a smile appeared on her face just like the short haired brunette had deduced her secret, just like that she had bound herself to her best friend's every whim.

END OF FLASHBACK

Nanoha blinked, observing her finished work, she was so fortunate to be able to do just about anything at the same time she did math.

"Finished", the long haired brunette said, letting her pencil fall to the floor, her head resting in the table, never in her life had she felt so tired, oh how she hated math, oh how she hated that old teacher, who assigned so much work to them, though that was more because of that short haired brunette, whom every desire she had the shameful necessity to fulfill, and all because of...

"Hmm... perfect, perfect, next time don't use so much space though, and you have to imitate better my handwriting, but I feel forgiving today so let's leave it like this", her friend said, Hayate had took the notebook not much time ago and was looking at it. Putting the notebook inside her backpack her friend searched for a small case in there, and opened it.

"Here as promi...", I

Hayate couldn't finish her phrase though because the grumpy zombie like girl, who just a second ago looked like she would faint from overworking herself had jump-passed her, taking the case from her hand, and looked like a kid in a candy store, "Aaa she looks so cute here", taking the photo's out the case Nanoha looked at the second one, "How I wish I could hug her, I bet her skin is so soft" Nanoha said, looking at the second one, "And her smile is so pretty here, I feel like..."

"An old pervert?" Hayate asked, laughing.

Nanoha pouted, putting her new acquisition in her own backpack, and preparing to go home, "like my energy is back" Nanoha said, running off her friend's room to prove her point, but even if she said that, Nanoha still felt bad somehow, she did feel like an old pervert, if only a little. 'I did dispose of all the semi-indecent photos' Nanoha thought, still she had to admit her eyes were landing every time more and more, at those pink links, her running decreased, she still felt reinvigorated, but the thought scared her, Nanoha wondered if some day she would start asking Hayate photo's like that, then she closed her eyes, and re-opened them, her eyes narrowing with determination, "l will never allowed such intentions from invading my thoughts, I don't want to hurt Fate, and I don't want to lose myself in such temptation" she decided, feeling a little better with herself she began running again.

HAYATE'S POV

"Huhhh" the brunette sighed just as her long haired best friend exit the room, this wasn't going anywhere, at first, when she found out about Nanoha's new hobby she only pretended to mess with her a little, Hayate was sure the other brunette would grow out of it in a matter of weeks, two months later however the girl still let herself be puIled around, all for the sake of getting two or three photo's of the school idol, she could understand some of it, Hayate herself saved some of the less discreet ones, and almost got nosebleeds when she was taking them, but unlike her friend's, hers was a healthy hobby, she also had photo's of all of the other pretty girls in school, her friends, Arisa , Susuka and of course Nanoha herself were included in such collection.

When three months came to pass, and Nanoha was still engrossed with the blond girl Hayate decided to push her friend out of her habit, which meant getting her to do harder and harder tasks, then her friend would defend herself and forget about the blond once and for all, Nanoha had never been one to left herself being handled, but in that particular case the long haired girl kept being manipulated more and more, to the point of forgetting her pride and become her own personal slave, if only for a short amount of time.

As her friend, Hayate couldn't let Nanoha keep doing such an unhealthy thing, and thus she had decided to take matters on her own hands, if what had Nanoha so infatuated with the school's idol was her so called "Perfection", then she would investigate the girl and find any defect - as little as it may be - to break her best friend's delusion

The girl finally laid on her bed, looking at her math book, and all the exercises their dear math teacher was torturing them with, 'There's still time, no hurries' Hayate thought for herself tossing the notebook to the side, she was gladly helping her friend, maybe not in the most natural way, but it was being done with the purest intention, making her math homework by herself though was not something she was looking forward to.

During the next two days she observed the Testarossa girl, making use of her perspicacious nature to find any defect that might free her friend from the invisible chains that were slowly destroying her, 'Well maybe not so dramatically, but it gets me

motivated' the short haired girl thought, still looking attentively to the idol's every move, by the end of the week she had already find some interesting things about the blond, like that the girl was always alone in spite of being so popular, or the strange look of defeat she had whenever she did

something seemingly incredible during their sports class, not that she really was aware of what the incredible thing was, but she supposed it was from the uproar the not playing girls and boys of her class would have. 'why does she feels defeated though', Hayate kept thinking for a while, and decided she didn't really care, none of the things she noticed were useful though, so she decided to pass to the second step.

The next Monday during recess she went to the school's library, where the blond girl passed her free time whenever she had during school hours, what Hayate found there shocked her, the reason of the blond girls good grades, the most ridiculous, unbelievable, strange, crazy thing the brown haired girl could think off, the blond "liked to learn", "I's pretending, surely, there's no way someone could..." Hayate had thought in that same instant, however the look of pure joy she noticed in the other girl's eyes, once She got close by, and the immediate boringness she felt as soon as the third line on the opened book was read made her accept it, the like for studying was real, the short haired girl couldn't believe it, she had heard of it many times but she had always thought it was a misunderstanding, that people who said that were merely misunderstanding, she herself liked to read, but it was normal things, like mangas, or novels, or fanfics... OR MANGAS, not those boring, useless books, why would a second grade high schooler would want to know about how X's, Y's - and all of the strange Greek letters that she could see in the page - where used for, worst of all when Hayate had asked for a favor to be returned, and the person in charge of the library had let her scrutinize what books the blond had read, she found they were pretty much random, chemistry, physics, psychology, math, novels (at least those where acceptable), history, geography, mechanics, Hayate felt tired just by reading the titles, 'this is a flae, a big, big one' the short haired girl thought, but once again it was nothing she could use, so she exited the building, and swore never to do something like that, now she didn't feel so bad about bullying her friend, 'You owe me big time Nanoha-chan'..

On Tuesday, she made some questions here and there, and finally found out the reason behind the idol good form, jogging, the blond jogged all mornings, Hayate found the route the blond used, and woke up early on Wednesday to confirm it, once again she didn't understand what the great thing about the meaningless running was, but the short haired brunette could accept that better than the "like to learn" stuff, after all she had plenty of friends who liked to get, as Rein, the youngest of her cousins liked to say, "sweaty an yucky".

Thursday came, and she had finally had no other option than to get close to the idol, "if the blond is half as innocent as she pretends then this little trick should do the trick", Hayate had thought.

While Fate was coming close to her, she purposely let herself being hit, and dropped her books on the floor, "ah, I'm sorry" Hayate heard a soft voice saying, the blond already crouched collecting the book's that fell, Hayate smirked, everything was going according to plan, "No problem, didn't really look where I was going", Hayate replied, in a sweeter tone of voice than she would normally do, "Really? I'm pretty careless, I'm surprised this has not been happening lately", the last part was merely a whisper, Hayate heard, but said nothing about it, she helped pick the remaining books on the floor, stealing glances of the other girl from time to time, her cheeks were red, probably embarrassed by the event, while her eyes were unfocused, surprisingly though the tall girl made no mistake when taking the books, that was until blond pulled the last book, which Hayate had picked first, the blond seemingly getting back from a trance, her blush expanding further as she apologized once more, Fate stood waiting for her, and oncehayate was also standing the blonde handed back her books, the belong apologized yet again and politely retired, Hayate felt a little self-conscious, not because she wasn't a hottie herself, but because having to look up to the blond's rather tall stature from a crouched position reminded her that she was a little on the short side, she hated how her family treat her like a "brat" - in Signum's words - even if it was only to mess with her, fortunately most of her of her friends knew not to use it against her, except maybe for Nanoha, though she suspected that was mostly to somewhat get back at her, she chuckled a little, the first time the other brunette had called her that was roughly two months ago, when she didn't reacted like Nanoha expected, the long haired girl groaned and started mumbling unintelligible things under her breath.

The short haired girl had to admit it was a good try, if it wasn't because Nanoha had been searching for a way to get back at her for some time then it would have worked, but since she had she had already mentally prepared herself, and kept her mask up for a little while, 'Now that I think about it Nanoha hasn't been calling me shorty for a while, maybe she gave up?, I really hope so I don't think I'll be able to stand it much longer' Hayate planned to keep her walls up for a little while longer though, she didn't want that one nickname to become popular.

Anyway her plan had been a success, now she only had to "casually" keep approaching the burgundy eyed girl, then Fate would have no other option than to reveal herself.