A swift breeze swept through Astrea Hill as two girls moseyed their way back to the Strawberry Dorms. One's dark hair flowed around in the wind freely, while the other's wavy blonde locks were tucked delicately inside her coat to keep them from being messed up. "Hikari! Yaya!" The girls turned to see a blob of pink darting through the crowd toward them. As the younger girl reached hearing distance, Yaya clung on to HIkari's arm playfully.
"Come on, let's run!" She pretended to pull on Hikari's arm as the blonde giggled. The pink haired girl puffed up in anger.
"Why would Hikari run from someone? She's Etoile now! Think about it, Baka…" She turned her head away from the girls in irritation.
"Why can't you make your own friends? Are you not friendly enough? Shocking." Yaya smirked in amusement as she watched the pink girl scramble for words.
"I have my own friends! Better friends than you! Hikari is the only nice one! No wonder she became Etoile." She crossed her arms over her chest, but still had to keep her walking pace fast to keep up with the two older girls.
"Speaking of friends Tsubomi, wasn't that one of your friends you were walking with from choir practice?" Hikari leaned around Yaya shyly.
"Yes, Hanai was waiting around on me. She hates to walk back by herself."
"So she waited the entire time we practiced? Do you owe her something? I wouldn't have waited that long." Tsubomi angrily threw her hands in the air.
"Of course you wouldn't! You're Yaya! You wouldn't do anything for anybody!" Her light pink hair kissed Yaya's cheek as she whirled around, storming off away from them in a huff.
"Yaya… you shouldn't upset her like that. Her friend is really nice. She's introduced me before. That Hanai adores Tsubomi, somewhat like Tomao adores Nagisa." Hikari shook her head knowingly. No matter what happened, the pink haired girl would always end up storming off in anger from one of Yaya's comments. Hikari took the opportunity to branch off from Yaya to tend to her Etoile duties, encouraging Yaya to go back to the dorms with Tsubomi.
The younger girl didn't get very far before she was yoinked from behind by a dark haired beauty. "Yaya! Baka baka baka! Let go! Baka!" She struggled to squirm free, but soon realized it was useless to fight the older girl. She had figured it out very quickly after Yaya had first started trying to hold on to her that the older girl had a death grip when she wanted one.
"I really don't want to leave you alone with Hikari later when I have to go to my choir chair meeting. I'm thinking of skipping." She leaned her head forward so her chin could rest on Tsubomi's shoulder.
Yaya had always been like this. She was annoying and constantly tried to pick fights, but she was also very possessive and super clingy when it came to her friends. She hung all over Hikari until Amane came along. Since then Tsubomi had been her main focus. No matter her mood, she seem to love to glomp Tsubomi and make her squirm. Of course, Tsubomi didn't care. She loved having the older girl paying attention to her. Whether she ever admitted it or not, Tsubomi loved everything Yaya put her through. She didn't even care that bickering was their only form of communication. At least she got to talk to her. The first time she saw Yaya, it was like all the wind had been knocked out of her.
She was observing clubs the saturday after classes had begun. All her friends wanted to join clubs, and she would be left alone if she didn't find one to join as well. She went through several without any luck of finding something that perked her interest. Her friends were all athletic, so they were in sports. She didn't care for all the running, though she was rather fit. She wondering passed the chapel, only to hear a beautiful voice drifting around the corner to snag her hears. The voice was heavenly. Its lilting sound pulled the pink haired girl toward it.
As she rounded the corner, her eyes fell on a tall dark haired girl leaning against the side of the chapel wall. A blonde stood close by, but watched quietly. Tsubomi only watched the girl singing though. Her breath came in shallow movements and she felt light headed. Who was this goddess? She hadn't seen her around campus, though she did wear a Spican uniform. What year was she? Where did she come from? What was her name?
The voice cut off and brought the young girl back to where she was. The dark hair girl stalked over to her with what seemed like irritation. "Why are you staring at Hikari like that? You shouldn't even be back here!" Her mind didn't even process the reaction before it was too late.
"Doesn't that mean you shouldn't be either? Baka." She heard the blonde giggle as she walked up behind the dark haired girl.
"Yaya, calm down. She probably heard you singing. Do you sing?" The blonde girl had a curious look as she leaned in slightly closer with her hands behind her back. Tsubomi had never considered singing before. She knew Spica had a choir, but the thought of joining had never crossed her mind. Of course she had sung in elementary recitals and whatnot, but she had never thought of continuing to sing.
"Uh, well… are you in the choir?" She didn't know what else to say. Having Yaya staring at her like that made her words hard to find and disconnected her mouth from her brain.
The blonde giggled once more. She seemed to be quite happy, or at least her personality did. "Yes. So is Yaya. She is second chair, and for very good reasons as you could hear."
"The only reason I am is because Hikari declined the spot." She highly doubt that. Yaya's voice was divine in itself. She had never met someone as close to being a goddess as Yaya was, and that even included Etoile Shizuma. This girl was perfect to Tsubomi, even if the only way she could talk to her was arguing.
Tsubomi was brought out of her thoughts abruptly. She could feel Yaya's arms coiling around her waist tighter. She wasn't sure if it was her imagination or not, but she could have swore she could have heard a slight rumble coming from the older girl's chest. She turned her head up to look at the older girl. Her narrowed eyes and tense muscles seemed to radiate aggravation.
"Tsubomi!" The pink haired girl looked back to see Hanai stop in front of her. She felt Yaya's arms tighten that much more around her. "Who's this? Your girlfriend?" She innocently assumed the older girl wrapping her arms around her friend was a display of affection. If only it were true. Tsubomi blushed bright red at the thought.
"No! This stupid baka doesn't know how to keep her hands to herself!" She frantically clawed at Yaya's arms, trying to keep her embarrassment to a minimum. Feeling almost sad due to the loss of warmth around her waist, she felt the older girl release her instantly. She turned to look at her curiously. Yaya had never made it that easy to get loose before, even if other people were around. She had set her jaw and crossed her arms across her chest furiously. She refused to look at Tsubomi, but also didn't imply she planned to leave Tsubomi's side.
"Tsubomi, we need to study for our exam tomorrow. Want to go to the library with me?" Hanai didn't wait for the pink haired girl to answer. She pulled her along behind her at a rapid pace. Tsubomi looked back to Yaya worriedly. She didn't want to leave her alone, nor did she want to leave the warmth she knew awaited her in the long slender arms. Yaya stared after them with a straight face, but clearly wasn't happy about losing her younger friend. Before she could disappear from vision, Yaya mumbled about not needing Tsubomi to hold on to anyway. The pink haired girl's stomach knotted instantly. She wished with every fiber of her body that she could run back to the dark haired girl and let her glomp all she wanted. She hated when Yaya became depressed. Hanai really had a knack for bad timing.