So hi—this will be my first story (after my crappy (now deleted) attempt). I'm hoping to bring back my old writing style, which I actually really miss…anyway, this is going to be kind of an old idea for me, with a new spin. Previously, I wrote a fanfiction called Strawberry Boys, which I left incomplete on my old account. I really like the idea still, but I don't want to get in trouble with the FF Police, so I'm just gonna recreate it from the ground up. Any pairings in particular you'd like to see? Hit me up!
One pairing I'm already leaning toward is Chikaru/Tamao, but I was really looking forward to Shion's role in this whole thing…I know she's a minor character and nobody even cares about her (:P), but for some reason, I just love her. I don't even know why—usually blondes aren't my type :P
Anyway, if you have any ideas regarding pairings, please let me know! Just know that I don't care for Shizuma, Amane or Kaname (although if it's a side pairing, she and Momomi generally work as a plot device), and am not particularly good at writing for them. Mainly, who should be with Shion?
A Little Push
Prologue: A Disturbance in the Force
by PrincessesAndPoisonApples
"No."
"Shi-chan—"
"No."
"Tomori-san, you're being—"
"No!"
"Hard-headed," the Miator president, Rokujou Miyuki, finished under her breath, rolling her eyes at her Spican counterpart, Tomori Shion, who had yet to utter even a second syllable on the matter at hand. "There was a fire, Tomori-san—"
"So let them burn."
"And," the bluenette continued loudly, over the blonde's muttered response, "the entire West Wing burned to the ground. Classes can't be held until the school is completely rebuilt."
"And how is that our problem?" the Spican retorted hotly, the tips of her ears reddening. She had jumped up as if ready to attack, her chair thrust several feet back, knuckles white against the edge of the oak table as she glared down at the unimpressed Miyuki. Beside her, Kaname and Momomi were busy filing their nails and decorating the expensive table with decidedly R-rated doodles, respectively. "Let them have a few weeks' vacation!"
"The construction is estimated to take the better part of a year, Tomori-san," Miyuki stated slowly, as if she were trying to explain multiplication to a particularly slow first-grader. "And it's not as if we're just taking them in out of the good of our hearts, if that's what's bothering you," she added dryly. "Astraea will be compensated generously, of course."
"I don't care how much money is involved, Rokujou-san," Shion spat back. "I will not have men attending Spica!"
"Then they'll simply attend Miator, and Lulim, if Minamoto-san is agreeable?" Miyuki turned her gaze to Chikaru, who merely smiled enigmatically, content to let the other two duke it out, as per usual.
The decidedly loud sound of a fist coming into contact with (expensive!) wood caused Miyuki to start before she could fix Shion with a patronizing look. Slowly, she turned back to the irate Spican, who was more and more resembling a child throwing a fit. The bluenette raised one eyebrow at Shion's behavior, her brown eyes burning into the blonde's fiery violet ones. "Is there a problem with that, Tomori-san?" she asked icily.
"The problem doesn't only lie with Spica's willingness to accept the men on a temporary basis," Shion growled, her hand red from where she'd hit the table. "The problem lies with Astraea's reputation, and what would happen to it, should we agree to become a charity for classless neanderthals!"
"That's a bit judgmental, don't you think, Shi-chan?" Chikaru finally spoke, tilting her head just slightly, meeting the Spican's fiery glare with her own amused and just slightly mischievous gaze. "I'm sure some of those neanderthals are perfect gentlemen."
"That's hardly the issue here, Minamoto-san," Miyuki replied, fingers massaging her temples, "And you are not helping."
Chikaru giggled.
Finally, Miyuki looked back up, expression leaving no room for argument. "Unless you can provide a valid reason as to why Astraea should not lend a helping hand to another prestigious academy in its time of need, BESIDES," she added loudly, noticing Shion move to protest out of the corner of her eye, "the gender of their students, we will move to accept their request."
Shion, who'd visibly deflated and was now glaring at the room at large, folded her arms over her chest. Her expression as a whole, however, was unreadable, and for the first time, Miyuki wondered just why the Spican president had such a problem with the situation. "I won't let this happen, Rokujou-san," she spat after a moment. "You need the consent of all three schools for this motion to pass, and I refuse to give Spica's."
Shion glared, her jaw clenched, ready for a fight.
Miyuki raised one eyebrow, her lips drawn in a fine line.
Chikaru giggled, thoroughly entertained.
Kaname and Momomi…had left at the start of Shion's tantrum because really, they had better things to do, like have hot (and totally evil) lesbian sex on Shion's bed (Kaname had a key).
The Next Day…
"Guess what?"
"The boys' academy caught fire!"
"Oooh, I hope there are some cute ones in our class!"
"Watch out—I hear Tomori-sama's on the rampage."
"Again?"
"Is it just me or is Rokujou-sama smirking?"
Oh, my god, this was supposed to turn out way better. But it's just the prologue, and I really have no idea where this is going yet, so hopefully once I get into the action, it'll get easier to read :/
This is going to be a romance/comedy story, although there will be some angsting (because the whole point of the boys coming is to get the girls to feel threatened enough to admit their feelings). I deleted my other one because it was too dramatic, and I really need some comedy/romance stuff in my life right now…this might be a total flop, but I really want to try, even if I have lost my touch…Please stick with me and leave a review if you want me to continue!
The question for this chapter is…who would be on top, Chikaru or Tamao?