What actually happened during the Daihaseisai festival when Touma was forced to be Misaka Mikoto's dance partner?

Chapter One: A Certain Misfortunate Dance

Touma had just recovered from his recent injuries in the hospital, yet again, and was about to exit his room until he was stopped by a particular short haired Tokiwadai student.

"Yo Biri biri, what are you doing here?" Touma asked, which then prompted a quick electrical surge coming straight at him. He instinctively put out his right hand to negate the electricity, as he had done so many occasions before.

"How many times do I have to tell you to stop calling me that!" Misaka Mikoto glared at him while her entire body had electricity crackling from it, it looked like she was about to send another attack at him to instigate a fight. A fight was the last thing the barely recovered high schooler wanted.

"This is a hospital here! You can't just go throwing electricity – that, that can cause a black out!" Touma attempts to quell the electrical girl's rage. He knew that was not the first time that her incredible amount of power caused a black out and did not wish to repeat that experience.

Mikoto sighs and the blue electricity around her disappears. Her face of anger then turned to one of frustration, which was still perceived to be dangerous by Touma.

"So idiot, since my school beat yours at the Daihaseisai festival you have to do what I say!" Mikoto proclaims

"Alright, what is it you want me to do?" Touma was expecting more pain and torture from the Railgun, as he believed that she liked to see him suffer for the fun of it.

"I-I-I" Mikoto's face turned a bit red as her eyes shifted to the side. "I want you to be my partner for the folk dance tonight!" She said this in a yelling tone while her face was still red.

"If you're going to ask a guy out for a dance no need to yell." Touma said while relieved that she was not asking him to do a potentially life threatening task.

Mikoto looked like she was about to raise an angry electrical fist to send a punch at the boy, but then she held herself back.

"You have no choice but to do what I have to say." Her tone then became scary, as if she was threatening him.

"Y-yes, I'll be your partner tonight. Just please don't try to electrocute me." Touma has bullets of sweat coming down from his face. "I just got out of the hospital so don't try to make me do anything to rash."

Touma knew he had no choice but to submit to her will, he lost the bet and now he had to live with the consequences.

Mikoto then walks off, her heart pounding while she was still red, she had no idea why she felt so nervous when she told him to be her dance partner tonight.

Even though he was still recovering from his injuries, she still felt that he was obligated to do what he what she commanded; it was after all what they agreed on for the bet. Though she wondered what Touma would have made her do if their roles were reversed. The thought of that made her turn an even darker shade of red.

Somehow she couldn't help but feel excited for the folk dance tonight and let out a small smile.

"That idiot…" she mutters to herself

The sun was finally down and the committee members setting up for the folk dance were hard at work making sure that the stack of wood was prepared to be lit to create the large bon fire.

Many students had gathered for this event, most of them were standing right next to their partners ready to begin.

Mikoto was meanwhile standing by herself waiting for Touma to show up. She was really hoping that he wouldn't stand her up since she had actually arrived early waiting for him. Every minute that passed by felt like an hour, Mikoto was becoming incredibly nervous yet angry at the same time

"That idiot better show up or else he'll get an even worse punishment." Small sparks of electricity appeared around her as she said that.

"Onee-sama!" A very familiar voice cried out as the sounds of a wheel chair was quickly approaching towards Mikoto.

Mikoto turned around to see Kuroko racing towards her and barely stepped to the side to avoid being collided by the wheel chair. The wheel chair then ended up crashing into a lot of nearby boxes.

"You are so cruel onee-sama, purposefully avoiding me like that again!" Kuroko looked towards Mikoto with saddened eyes.

Mikoto sighs and is about to lift up Kuroko back into her wheel chair, however the pony tailed girl took this opportunity to cling onto Mikoto and began rubbing her head against Mikoto's chest.

"Oh your cleavage is always the best sort of comfort, I knew you cared about me onee-sama!"

Mikoto could notice the eyes of students gazing upon this scene and felt extremely frustrated, thus releasing out a surge of electricity to shock Kuroko enough to make her let go.

"You damn pervert, don't do that to me while we're in the eyes of the public!"

"Oh? So you want me to give you my body while we're in the privacy of our own room~" Kuroko's eyes lit up deviously.

"Definitely no!" Mikoto shouts back about to send another electrical shock at her roommate but stopped herself since they were causing quite a scene.

Kuroko was then put back into her wheelchair.

"Onee-sama are you going to participate in the folk dance tonight? That must be the reason why you're waiting out here"

"N-not really er… maybe." Mikoto's eyes gazed away, her face turning faint pink.

She did not want to tell Kuroko about how she forced Touma to be her partner tonight since Kuroko had been lately hypothesizing how her and Touma were a couple. One thing that Mikoto really did not want to happen was to make it seem like she and that idiot were legitimately a couple.

"I can be your partner tonight!" Kuroko beamed. "I have always wanted an opportunity to be so physically close to onee-sama, to share the same rhythm, mind, and soul." Kuroko had a very dreamy expression as hearts suddenly appeared to float around her.

"You're in a wheel chair so that means you can't participate. Also the dance is meant for a guy and girl, not two people of the same gender!" Mikoto especially emphasized that last part, which was semi successful in quelling her lustful roommate's dreamy thoughts.

"Then who would you be waiting for? A mysterious man or-" Kuroko suddenly let out a gasp and put her hands against her cheeks, strongly resembling the famous the scream painting. "Don't tell me you're waiting for that gentleman!"

Mikoto did a double take and her face became several shades redder.

"That idiot is not a gentleman! He is absolutely the opposite of a gentleman!" Mikoto fumed. Even though Kuroko was dead on correct, Mikoto still didn't want her roommate to know about that.

"Oh good good, for a while there, I thought you were interested in that ape. I Kuroko promise to be your one and only partner forever and ever." Kuroko then wheels her chair over to Mikoto and hugs Mikoto's legs tightly.

"Onee-sama's legs are so jiggly and squishy, I think onee-sama has been eating too many sweets lately" Kuroko let out a satisfied purr.

Mikoto let out an angry growl and was about to release from her body electricity to fry the hugging girl.

"I told you to stop doing that you pervert!"

"When you say stop, it always means that you want more." Kuroko then teleports her and her wheel chair a few feet away before she was about to receive the electrocution treatment.

"Since I can't participate in any of the events, Judgment assigned me to patrol around here to report any suspicious activities. I'll see you back in our dormitory onee-sama, where we can have our own celebration." Kuroko had a devious grin as she wheeled away.

Mikoto does a face palm and sighs. Even though Kuroko usually got on her nerves, Kuroko has proven to be a very valuable friend every now and then.

She could hear the sounds of students cheering and clapping when the large wooden structure was put on fire. Now there were students who were already getting situated with their partner, ready to file around the bonfire to make a circle around it.

The Railgun gave a frustrated breath as she was already expecting Touma to either show up really late, she really did not like the idea of being stood up.

Just as she was about to give up hope, she senses a familiar presence.

Touma was running around turning his head in various directions as if he was looking for somebody. Mikoto spotted him and her heart began racing. He was looking for her!

"Hey idiot!" She called out while waving a hand in the air.

Touma turns to where he heard that voice calling out and runs to her.

"I can't believe I actually responded to that… I have a name you know. How come you can call me idiot while I can't call you biri biri?"

He sweat dropped, realizing that he just stepped onto a land mine.

"You remember that this is a punishment game right?" Mikoto used ever fiber in her body to resist sending an electrical blast at him. "I get to make you do whatever I want, do you understand!"

"Yes boss…" Touma sighs defeated. "Such misfortune."

Mikoto noticed that everybody was already lined up around the fire so she grabbed Touma's hand and pulled him where they should be at.

"Come on, let's go…" Mikoto said in a softer tone.

She realized that she was holding onto his hand, her heart was now feeling very fluttery and light.

Touma let himself get dragged and sighs again. "I feel like a dog that always gets beaten."

All of the couples were meanwhile trying to arrange themselves in the proper positions for the folk dance. Mikoto felt a pit in her stomach when she saw how each pair of a boy and girl had to be very close side by side with each other while holding hands.

"Let's copy what everybody else looks like." Mikoto sweat drops.

From what she saw, the girl had to be in the front, the boy behind her closely. The girl would extend out her left hand and it would be held by her partner's left hand. While the boy's right hand had to be around his partner's shoulder and the girl would be holding onto it with her respective right hand. This type of positioning would guarantee that two partners had to be nearly neck to neck with each other.

The electric girl felt herself become even more nervous while attempting to get into the correct formation with Touma. Once Touma gripped onto her left hand and had his right arm around her shoulders, Mikoto felt her heart race even faster and this odd sensation that made her feel really nervous while happy. She then gripped onto his right hand that was hanging over her.

"Let's just get this over with…" Touma said

"You don't get to leave until I say so." The Railgun said in an authoritative tone.

"Yes boss, I Kamijou Touma am at your service." Touma said sarcastically

"Stop calling me boss! I am Misaka Mikoto, get my name right."

About a minute later, the folk dance music could be heard, prompting all of the couples to begin the dance. The dance was nothing complicated since all the couples had to do was circle around the fire while making sure to keep holding onto each other's hand and walk at the same tempo.

Misaka Mikoto never knew how steady Touma's grip onto her hand was. This touch from him felt very soothing and she couldn't help but smile as she gripped tighter onto his hands.

"You alright Misaka? You're acting like a gentle kitten right now."

"Y-yeah." She nodded as her eyes looked away to avoid his gaze. Right now her heart was at ease and she did not want this happy moment to end.

Shirai Kuroko was accompanied by Uiharu Kazari who was pushing the wheel chair. Kazari and Kuroko were chatting adamantly about how much fun they had watching the games at the festival. Kuroko was especially passionate about recalling how many times Misaka got first place in her events, which was able to give Tokiwadai Middle School victory.

"Onee-sama is truly the pride of Tokiwadai. She was so magnificent in all of those events."

"It was amazing how many different type of events didn't allow her to use her esper powers. To think that they would put such limitations on a level 5."

"And yet she was still able to flatten her opponents even with that handicap."

"Misaka-san is so amazing, I wish I could become as cool as her one day."

Kazari then noticed the huge bonfire from where they were at and stopped wheeling Kuroko to take a moment to look at it.

"The folk dance must be starting. It sounds like so much fun, but I don't have a partner to join me." Kazari sighs

"Come on Uiharu, we can go there next."

When the two Judgment members arrived, they could see all of the couples circling around the bonfire. They all looked very happy. A dance around a bonfire was a tradition that was always upheld at every Japanese festival.

"All of the couples here look so lovely."

"Yeah they sure do." Kuroko said feeling not too interested in them. She had her mind on something else or more specifically somebody else. Kazari kept on talking about the bonfire while Kuroko was actually ignoring her.

"I think I see Misaka-san over there!"

Those words instantly caught Kuroko's attention and her head shot up looking around

"My onee-sama is here dancing with another person?" Kuroko's eyes flared up. "Whoever is with my precious onee-sama obviously does not value his life." She had her metal darts out, ready to fire at any moment.

"Let's not be so rash Shirai-san, we don't want to disrupt this folk dance."

"I must found out who is with onee-sama!" Kuroko then looked around until she suddenly spotted a certain short haired girl. The teleporter's jaw dropped when she saw the individual who had their hands entangled with her onee-sama's.

"That disgusting ape!" Kuroko cried out loud as she instantly recognized the spikey haired boy who was in very close contact to Mikoto.

"I'll kill him!"

"Shirai-san!" Before Kazari could do anything, Kuroko had already teleported out of her wheel chair.

For the past five minutes, Touma and Mikoto had remained silent. Touma looked like he just wanted to get out there quickly since this was supposed to be punishment for him while Mikoto was actually smiling happily. Touma could not see her expression since he felt so embarrassed at how he had to be the forced partner of one of the level 5's of Academy City.

Just as things couldn't get worse…

Touma suddenly felt a foot impact upon his face, forcing him to fall forward.

"How dare you grab onto onee-sama's hands! Nobody gets to do that besides me!" The attacker landed on the ground after that drop kick, with her metal darts in hand. Kuroko's voice sounded very diabolical as her eyes looked as if they were glowing red.

Everybody who witnessed the sudden assault stared in surprise and the entire folk dance was put to a halt. All the students agreed that the attack was completely unexpected and came out of nowhere.

"My misfortune just gets worse…" The fallen boy mumbles as he is writhing in pain. He stayed on the ground since he did not have the strength to even get up.

The Railgun's shocked expression at the dramatic kick then instantly transformed into murderous intent.

"KUROKO, WHY THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT FOR?"

"Because my beloved onee-sama was with that dirty ape. He has soiled your pureness, but don't worry, I can fix that." Kuroko had a naughty gleam her eye which instantly resulted in her receiving a harsh smack to the head.

Mikoto's fist was crackling with electricity.

"Just when I thought I was going to have a peaceful time at festival…"

"Then tell me why you are with that boy all of the time! Don't tell me that you two are secretly lovers?" Kuroko looked like as if the world was going to end.

"No-no we aren't!" Mikoto waves her hands in front of her to dismiss such an accusation. "I decided to punish that idiot even further by making him be my partner."

"Being onee-sama's dance partner should not be a punishment at all."

While the two roommates were bickering, Touma was completely forgotten about and continued to stay on the ground.

"Can I ever get a break?" The unfortunate boy groaned in pain.

Author's note:

I promise to give a speedy update if I get enough reviews suggesting on what sort of one shot chapter I should do next. So far here's what I have planned out

1)What happened with Misaka and a certain vending machine

2)How Misaka and Kuroko met

3)More Touma and Misaka encounters

4) Misaka's Gekoto obsession

Constructive criticism is always welcome!