Yo! Minna-san~! I'm bored so I decided to write a SKET Dance fanfic (who says boredom kills? :p). Anyway, I really love SKET Dance now. So sugoi! Haha!
I made another fanfic, and I observed that I'm beginning to have a habit of not making one but not finishing it in a quick manner... blah, blah.
Please love this?
Advance note: This is based on anime. I don't read manga, sadly.
Super Advance note: Edited June 04, 2011, adding a footnote at the end of the chapter
Disclaimer: you-know-what
Case No. 1: The Missing Key
Chapter 1
"Yo, Leader~!" Switch sing-sang through his Speech Synthesis software, waving his right hand in a rapping motion, while his left fluidly did all the typing. "Buy me an iPad, yo~!" He looked at Bossun with a stern gaze, betraying all the snide that coated his words.
"See what I mean!" Bossun responded with frustration – although comically. He wore an annoyed expression, with a look that was almost the irritated equivalent of his 'half-assed' look (Himeko's wording!). Pouting his lips petulantly, he drowned the small clubroom with his whines and complaints with the present gag.
"Are you a child, Bossun?" Himeko replied just after she sighed after watching a fifteen year old young man acted grumpily at simply being teased at. "You're taking it too seriously, you know." She half-smirked and she quickly realized that her grin might not take her words deeper towards the club's leader.
"Bu-But!" Bossun replied. "Even my kazoku – my family! – is making fun of me being the leader!" He said in exaggerated tears. "And I'm the main character here! Am I ever even needed here?" He moaned at his own predicament.
"Don't be such a baby, Bossun." Himeko responded. "Just pass me that Pelocan?" She opened her right palm to Bossun's direction and wiggled her fingers, as if already asking for the candy to be quickly placed on her waiting hand.
"See! See~!" Bossun yelled in a hush, but hastily handed over the small candy when Himeko stared at him with narrowed (and red) eyes. He crossed his arms in front of his chest. He closed his eyes, while his lips were in a small frown.
Himeko looked at their leader as she sucked on the lollipop, hoping that Bossun wasn't really taking everything – especially the one known as the running gag about his 'leader'-ship – seriously. It was just a joke, after all. She broke off the gaze from Bossun and looked at the Academy Times paper that was sprawled dirtily atop the small table in between a small bench and Bossun's tatami mat.
"What's this?" What she was thinking inside her mind was instead asked aloud, quickly snatching the attention of the sulking Bossun and the ever-stoic Switch. Upon noticing that the other club members' eyes were already on her, she continued with her present discovery. "There has been an increase in the club numbers in Kaimei?"
"That is the current trend going on around here." The 'voice' of Switch reverberated inside the room, and the rhythmical keystrokes accompanied his speech. "Despite the Student Council's action to dispose of clubs which to them are useless, there has been a tremendous activity that rose among the student population. Apparently not too many supports this Student Council action and has actually made the students prove the worthiness of each clubs." He explained the rest the latest scoop surrounding their school life.
"Ha!" From the broodiness that enveloped him, Bossun seemed to have regained his normal composure. His raised his fist in the air in victory, while declaring how lame the Student Council was. "Take that, you stupid Student Council! You can't take out the spirit of clubbing!"
"Oi, oi," Himeko gestured Bossun to sit down and reduce his excited stature. "You're not supposed to say that aloud.
Bossun only stuck his tongue towards Himeko, but sat back down nonetheless. He looked at Switch who seemed to have resumed his computer activities. "Ne, Switch," he called out the attention of the teen. "Do you suppose that we're going to get some requests?"
"The probability is low." Switch answered. "With each clubs proving their mettle, I believe that the students will be less lenient and therefore not ask our help too much." From the monitor, Switch slowly turned his head and looked at Bossun. "It appears this has come disadvantageous for you, leader."
"What a pain…" Bossun sighed. "But let's just get more optimistic, ne?" He flashed a grin back at his clubmates. Himeko smiled back, always refreshed whenever their leader would share his hopefulness. Switch only nodded, but deep inside his head, he felt more compelled to be more useful to Bossun.
Opportunity didn't just come on its own. They needed to find one, right?
…or the SKET club was just lucky?
As soon as Bossun had another mental bout of wishing for a request to come and as well to make their request announcement paper more inviting and bigger (considering that it was written in a small piece of bond paper), the sliding door opened and revealed a blond teen whose face was all-written with distress. She was breathing heavily, and appeared to have run for a life just to come for the SKET clubroom.
The blond appeared to be at the same age, or a year older, with long blond hair, a single bunch of hair tied on the right side of her head with a blue ribbon. She had wide and round eyes, with amber-brown irises. Switch's face flushed in pink when he was to describe to himself about those big bre– before Himeko seemed to have felt the perverted taint in the atmosphere and decided to throw her hockey stick to their information master. With a very curvaceous body, the blond was a beautiful woman.
"Minna-san!" She called out. "I need your help!"
To which Bossun quickly replied, "We're ready to help you, nee-san!" He said, motioning the blond to enter the small but cozy clubroom. Himeko welcomed her warmly, while Switch just looked at her peripherally, his hands and fingers ready to type into his own database.
Bossun invited her to sit on the bench. "So, what's your name?" Bossun got it right – to know the request, know the client first.
"My name is Lucia Coeurfilia." The blond started. "I'm––"
"Co-Coeurfilia?" Himeko cut off Lucia with her stutter. She looked strangely surprised, and Bossun didn't have any idea for the reason. He gave a curious look at Switch, and the latter seemed to have gotten the former's message.
"Lucia Coeurfilia. The only daughter of Coeurfilia Group, one of the richest families in the town. From 3-B, no. 21 in class. Eighteen years old. Birthday: July 1, 1992. Bust––" Switch stopped upon seeing the terrifying look belonging to Himeko. "Member of the club Fairy Tale, a drama acting club mostly concerned about fairy tales." Switch ended, not really trying to brave the discreet wrath of Himeko being released due to the healthy amount of his information.
"So you're rich?" Bossun asked.
"I prefer not to be associated with who my family is." Lucia answered sternly. She gave Bossun a serious look. Bossun only nodded.
"Right, Lucia––can I call you that?" Bossun continued without really waiting for an answer. "So what's your request?"
Lucia reached onto her belt and procured a dangling set of keys. She placed it atop the table. Bossun and Himeko looked at them curiously. "These are my keys – it's my collection, actually." She began. "These are my heirloom – my special items that came from my mother." She smiled a bit, which piqued more the interest of the club members. "There are twelve of them, and each one opens up one of the unique boxes that my mother left me. She promised to give me a key every year." She smiled very kindly, and Himeko and Bossun could literally feel the value the blond gave to the keys.
"She started giving me one when I was eight."
Bossun and Himeko counted the keys in the set and noticed the same thing. "You should have ten keys." Both said in unison, while it was Himeko who continued. "So one of your keys is missing?" She asked the blond.
Lucia only nodded.
"So…" Bossun held his chin sagely. "How do we start?"
Lucia was reading one of the official scripts that Fairy Tale stored in its massive collection. Fairy Tale, due to its similarity to the official Theater Club, had shared a wide range of rivalry with the latter. And due to the Student Council, a.k.a. The Magic Council (for some reasons still unknown), and their 'purging' of the 'dark' clubs (those which they said were useless), Fairy Tale's battle with the Theater Club was faring no better. Due to SKET dan being able to evade and fight off the Student Council circular against the dark clubs, many, including Fairy Tale, had amassed an idea to prove their worth.
Fairy Tale Club had decided that they would create a small 'concerto' of fairy tales, ranging from Cinderella, to the widely-known epic tale of Galuna Island, and to the self-made tale of Fairy Tail Guild versus Phantom Guild. Fairy Tale Club was sporting too many shows at once; thus, the division of the club into different groups with different presentations to prepare for.
"What d'you think?" Lucia asked, raising her head and looking at her companions. "What tale should we be getting?"
"I think we should get Nirvana!" One loudmouth yelled in reply. He sat on the chair, opposite to where Lucia sat.
"Shut up, fire-brain." Another voice replied, who sat just beside Lucia. "Not too loud." The voice added.
"Stop lecturing me, you pervert!" The former replied.
"Make me, fire-maniac!"
"Shut it, you two…" Lucia fisted her hand and cracked her fingers – the bones snapped in staccato rhythm that made the two gulped in sudden fear. "Will you see the stars if I bury you underground?" She said, her voice tainted with demonic tone as her aura began to be mixed with violet cloud of darker hue.
"No…" The two squeaked in unison.
"Good then!" The trails of the 'demonic' aura vanished instantly, and were replaced with a comical display of a colorful rainbow and the radiant sun. She then placed the script and her keys atop the table.
"She's creepy…" The first one whispered to the second. The latter only nodded in acquiescence.
"So, going back to the question… Natsume, you said you want Nirvana?" Lucia faced the pink-haired teen.
"Yep!" Natsume replied happily. "Because it's cool, and it is an epic battle between good and evil!" He explained his side.
"Childish…" The other one only said.
"Grey, how about you?" Instead of letting one to throw an insult to the other, Lucia made sure that she would be quicker to prevent it. "Anything in particular that you want?" Lucia then started to prepare some drinks for the small group. While waiting for Grey's answer, she was pouring some orange juice in a glass.
"Nothing really." Grey hummed. "But I can agree to Nirvana."
"Nirvana it is, then!" Lucia declared, handing over to Natsume his share of drinks. Natsume happily accepted it and muttered a soft 'thank you'.
"Are we not going to ask Ersa about her opinion about this?" Grey asked, looking mildly nervous that a decision had been made without their other team member. Lucia was scary by right, but Ersa was a goddess of frightfulness…
"I think she'll like it too." Lucia said, smiling widely. She picked up another glassful of orange juice. "After all, Nirvana is one of the fairy tales where her most favorite character is present!" She blushed, which made Natsume and Grey looked at her dubiously. Due to the giddiness that took over her form, Lucia failed to properly hand to Grey the glass and it spilled over Grey's lap.
"Oh sh–" Grey's curse was drowned by Lucia's shriek and apologies. "I'm sorry, Grey! My bad!" She stood from her seat and used her handkerchief to wipe off the juice from Grey. She knelt beside Grey and tried her best to remove the liquid, still muttering some apologies while drying off the teen. Lucia tried to squeeze out the juice from the teen's jeans, holding both of his thighs––
Thighs. Both. Holding. Grey-sama?
Unfortunately, another member of Fairy Tale had seen the interaction, and from her position, the sight of Grey and Lucy appeared to be | (=_=) (┬-┬)└(;‾-‾)┘ censored no lookie └(‾-‾;)┘(┬-┬) (=_=) (this is Switch's method of censoring). She sped off towards the trio, her eyes narrowing down and her face etched with a written countenance 'I-will-kill-you!' She will not allow this insolence!
"Grey-sama! Lucy-san!" She shouted as soon as she was within hearing range, her voice at 150 decibels (dB) and at 19,000 hertz (Hz). "What are you doing!"
(Switch voice-over -start) Sonic booms would only be formed when certain object traveled faster than Mach 1 (speed of sound), but in case of the newcomer's yell, it created a static sonic boom from her mouth alone, sending Lucia and Grey flying far off. (-end) After recovering from such surprise attack, Grey and Lucia stood dumbfounded to see the teary-eyed woman who was looking at them with pure rage.
"Julia?" Lucia asked. "Is there something wrong?"
"Yes!" Julia responded in a cry. "Julia thinks you, Lucia-san, is the problem!" She crossed her hands in front of her chest. "You're | (=_=) (┬-┬)└(;‾-‾)┘ censored no lookie └(‾-‾;)┘(┬-┬) (=_=) |Grey-sama!"
Lucia and Grey reddened hysterically, both mouth hanging wide open with such word given by Julia. "WHAT?" Both exploded in unison, with them looking very gravely at the other woman. "We're not doing anything!" Lucia added.
"She's just wiping off the juice!" Grey said.
"The… juice?" Julia repeated, with total shock and disbelief. "Then you really |(=_=) (┬-┬)└(;‾-‾)┘ censored no lookie └(‾-‾;)┘(┬-┬) (=_=)|!" She wailed. "Grey-sama, how can you do this to Julia?" She looked at Grey with tears flowing river-ly from her eyes.
"Fu––no!" Grey blushed more. "It's orange juice!"
"Iie, iie, iie!" Julia snapped. "Lucia-san!" She pointed an accusing finger towards the blond. "You will remember this day! Julia will make you remember this! REMEMBER!" She ran away, leaving Grey and Lucia looking at her with uncertainty.
Natsume was only watching in disinterest. He was actually glad when Lucia spilled off the juice onto Grey. He was going to remark something, but he was drowned by Lucia's yells. So he just continued to observe nonchalantly. When Lucia was wiping off the juice from Grey, Julia suddenly appeared, whining about |(=_=) (┬-┬)└(;‾-‾)┘ censored no lookie └(‾-‾;)┘(┬-┬) (=_=)|, which he didn't know. Deciding that |(=_=) (┬-┬)└(;‾-‾)┘ censored no lookie └(‾-‾;)┘(┬-┬) (=_=)| was something unimportant, he then focused on the keys atop the table.
Come to think of it, he started in his mind. Lucia hasn't really shared about her keys. I wonder what kind of things are found inside the storages opened by these. His mind wandering off to the thought of the most exotic foods and the most awesome devices, he started fingering the keys. He stopped when he was bashed by Lucia's hands.
"What are you doing, Natsume?" Lucia asked, irritated.
"'Am just looking at your keys…" Natsume replied, holding his reddening hands in pain.
"No!" Lucia said. "Grey, I'm just going to find some spare pants or shorts or whatever." She said to the two, "I'm going back." She rushed out of their clubroom, but not being able to retrieve the keys from the table.
"I returned shortly after getting some pants." Lucia said. "By that time, I got my keys back."
"And you haven't noticed that one key is missing?" Himeko asked.
"Nope." She replied. "It was before home that I tried to count my keys and found out that there was something missing." She frowned. "Please, SKET dan, help me." She bowed to Himeko and Bossun.
"Alright!" Bossun fisted his hands in the air again. "We, the SKET dan, are here to help you!" He stood and placed his right fist over his chest. Himeko, as well as Switch, stood and made the same gesture. "Believe it!"
"Ah, Bossun, I believe that catchphrase is from another anime…"
"Urusai!"
10 minutes after…
"I can only think of one…" Himeko hummed, jumping her eyes from Bossun and Switch. "I think it was Natsume who got her key!" She concluded, readying her hockey stick as if her target was already decided. "I will beat him to reveal it!"
"Hey, hey," Bossun cut her off. "Don't you think it's too early to decide who the suspect is?" He asked Himeko and the latter appeared to be appeased with the idea. "Besides, we can also suspect Grey." A raised eyebrow from Himeko gave Bossun the idea that he needed to expound his point. "I mean, remember Teppei? He appeared to be the most innocent – the victim, in fact – but we discovered he was the perpetrator after all." He explained. "We really couldn't decide who's who with just the very few evidences that we got."
"Sugoi…" Himeko muttered in reply, and then grinned hugely. "It's cool of you to say that." She giggled. "It makes me more and more see you in a different light."
"Don't say that!" Bossun mock-pleaded.
"So we have two suspects now – Grey and Natsume." Himeko stated. "Now we need to know who has a greater motive to get the key!"
"Wait." Switch typed/said. "I believe we should have three suspects."
"Three?" Bossun and Himeko asked.
"You're omitting the possibility that Julia can be as suspect as well." Switch said, looking at the two with his blank set of facial features.
"But," Bossun started to defend. "According to Lucia, she left the key together with Natsume and Grey. There is no way that Lucia can sneak off the key away from the sight of those two!"
"Like you said earlier," Switch turned his direction towards Bossun, removing his eyeglasses and appeared to be stern, "we should not be making assumptions with just the few things we got. Possibilities not just come through people alone, but possibilities also come in situations. We should not just take into account the possibility of the person, but the possibility of the situation." He said, wearing again the said item.
"Switch!" Bossun yelled. "What's with you always acting 'cool' and 'great' again, huh?"
"But Switch's correct." Himeko conceded to Switch's idea. "Remember that Lucia took off from the club room; no way that she'd know what happened back there. What if there was really a circumstance that Julia got a way to get the key?" She proposed.
"Alright, I get it…" Bossun relented.
"So… who's first?"
"Why Grey?" Himeko asked, trying to cramp herself behind the small bush. Bossun was beside her, and Switch was behind them.
"Bossun believes in the likelihood that the most innocent among the suspects is actually the real one." Switch said. "Said he isn't taking the chances to take a longer way to find the suspect and attempts to swat who he thinks the real perpetrator."
"Who I think?" Bossun's eye twitched. "Switch, you're making it sound that it was only out of my intuition."
"As a data gatherer, I only believed in information backed-up by hard data." Switch responded.
"Don't be so cool now…" Bossun replied.
"Boys," Himeko growled softly. "Behave."
"Hai, Hime!" The two quickly followed.
They were outside the club building, hiding behind the bush, and waiting for Grey to arrive. According to Switch's database, every Fairy Tale member was now required to go at their clubroom after class in order to perform practices and rehearsals of their plays. Grey, among the members of the chosen Nirvana play group, was the first one to arrive at the club. They took the opportunity to be able to ask questions without really prompting the attention of more people.
"Grey Halfbaster, 18 years old, has a weird stripping habit–" Switch didn't miss Himeko's comment of 'just another pervert'–"associates himself with ice and cold stuff, most famous for his rendition of Frosty the Snowman and even performing as Snegurochka." He paused for a while, as he himself kept eye for the teen. "He has an obvious rivalry with Natsume, and at the same time shares a close friendship. Friends with Lucia, but in romantic terms…" Switch halted again. Bossun and Himeko gave him a gaze, indicating that he needed to continue. "Shitsurei, I don't have any data on that."
"I now got you!" From a distance, the SKET dan trio heard some voice. They observed and noticed that it was Grey who was going to enter the Fairy Tale club room.
"For so long, for the long time that I believed that would eventually get you…" He was wearing a weird look. "But now, you are now at my hands!" Grey said aloud, appearing not to mind if people were hearing him.
"You're so beautiful…" He procured an item from his pocket. It shone with the glistening sun. "And now, I really have you." He was waving the item around like a madman.
The SKET dan trio's eyes widened in surprise when the reflection from the sun had wavered – it was a key!
The SKET dan rushed into the action.
o o o
"Suimasen, suimasen, honto ni suimasen, suimasen, suimasen, honto ni suimasen, suimasen, suimasen, honto ni suimasen…" Bossun continued to mutter his apology like a mantra, while Himeko looked embarrassed, and Switch still looking 'cool' with him typing gallantly at his laptop. The trio had 'beaten up' Grey because of the key, and it appeared they acted sooner than the need to question first.
Grey was only looking at them with tired eyes. He was seated on a bench, while the three took the one opposite the former. "So… let me ask you first. Who are you?"
"I'm Yusuke Fujisaki, known as Bossun." Bossun started. "She's Hime Onizuka, Himeko. And the last one's Kazuyoshi Usui, Switch." He thumbed himself, and then pointed Himeko and Switch. "We're from SKET dan." He said apologetically.
"Ah, so you're the famous trio," Grey answered meekly. "Well, I think I can safely believe now that what you did to me was not purposeless?" He said.
"We're really sorry about that," Himeko replied. "Well, we were waiting for you and then you appeared and talked very weirdly… So we thought that you really might be the one who we were targe-waiting for." She explained. Receiving a curious look from Grey, the SKET dan trio didn't have any choice but to spill the beans. They retold him what happened and Lucia's request to find her missing key and about how they suspected him for getting it.
"I see…" Somehow, the trio felt relieved that Grey didn't take their action very seriously. "But, this isn't her key – see?" He raised the item in front of them. Now that he had showed it, it appeared to be an ordinary key; Lucia's keys were golden and had varied unique designs.
"Bu-But!" Bossun stuttered. "You were talking as if you've wanted something for a long time! We thought you were referring to the key!"
"Haha…" Grey gave a weak laugh. "I suppose I'm sorry about that." He said. "I was practicing my lines. Our play's Nirvana and I'm playing the role of the enemy who has wanted to get Nirvana for a long time." He looked at the trio whose looks appeared that the world had just rolled them over.
"We're really, terribly, sorry for what we did." Himeko repeated her apology.
"No worries," Grey said. "But, perhaps, can I help you with that?" He smiled. "I mean, Lucia's a friend and I'm willing to help her out…"
"You lllllllikke her…" Switch purred over the software.
"Can you begin when Lucia left you yesterday in the clubroom when she searched for spare clothes for you?" Bossun asked.
"Hmm…" Grey hummed. "You see, when she left, I decided that I needed to dry myself off." He said.
"I left Natsume alone and went outside as well to dry off."
- End of Chapter -
Footnote: (added June 04, 2011)
(1) The running gag - for now, it's about Bossun being teased about his leadership in SKET dan.
(2) Lucia Coeurfilia - based upon Fairy Tail's Lucy Heartfilia. 'Coeur' is 'heart' in French, thus the name. :p
(3) Nirvana, Fairy Tail vs Phantom, and Galuna Island - these are some major arcs in Fairy Tail
(4) Frosty the Snowman - you-know-who, I think. :p
(5) Snegurochka - actually a snow maiden; from a Russian folklore
Don't worry, this will have another chapter.
Switch is just so cool! Haha! See how I added lines for him in this fic?
To answer possible questions, this is not a crossover fic. Well, in a way. I just thought it'll be better if I use some characters known to all, right?
Yes, it's Fairy Tail.
Thanks for reading! :)
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