Hey so I was bored sitting in history class and I came up with the idea of writing a series of short stories based on the idea of using the HOW TO theme...

I was thinking whenever I wanted to take a break from the other stories, that I would do up some of these. I was planning on mostly using Setsuna or Konoka for them, but I may also throw in a few other characters.

Also, if you have an idea for a HOW TO, let me know in the reviews and I'll see if I can write something up!

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How To Get Over Shyness

With The Half Demon Of Mahora Academy

With help from the Fresh Prince of Bel Aire...

Man it's such a nice day out today...seems like a waste to spend it cooped up in this classroom...doesn't help that Negi-kun keeps going on and on about some boring play...usually I follow along but today...gah! today I just wanna get out of here...there's gotta be something I can do to entertain myself until the bell goes...

Setsuna sighed deeply to herself as she picked up her pencil and began to twirl it around in her fingers. On most occasions, the swordswoman was rather respectable and was one of the only students in class to pay attention to even the most boring of Negi's lectures. Today however, her head was completely lost to weather outside. It had been raining for days now and after being cooped up at the dorms, the warm light coming from the windows on the other side of the classroom was calling to her. The swordswoman looked up to the clock at the front of the room and groaned as she saw that there was still a half an hour until she would be freed from this class room. She heard a soft laugh come from her seating buddy Madoka beside her. Clearly the cheerleader thought that Setsuna was beginning to resemble a certain twin ponytailed classmate of theirs rather than her usual patient self.

Setsuna continued to twirl her pencil around as she leaned back into her chair, trying to think of something she could do to keep herself sane for the next thirty minutes. She must have looked funny with the obvious look of frustration and impatience on her face, because once again, she heard a giggle come from somewhere behind her. Unlike the one she had gotten from Madoka, this giggle made the swordswoman's heart beat faster and feel like it was going to pop out of her chest. She recognized that sound immediately and decided to slowly sit back up again. Setsuna could feel a blush coming to her face as she felt a pair of chocolate brown eyes settle on the back of her head. She didn't understand what kind of power Konoka had over her, but she knew that it was obvious to all of her classmates the types of feelings she had for the young heiress. Ever since the first met, Setsuna knew that this girl was going to cause her a lot of troubles in the love department.

I just don't get it...how is it that ojou-sama can have this effect over me...I mean yeah, I lik-love her and all...and I have a feeling she feels the same way...but still, how is it she can talk to me like everything is completely normal and when I try talking to her...everything comes out in a broken up spasm of word vomit...gross, I can't believe I used that analogy...anyway...it's fine when we're hanging out in a group with friends, but as soon as we're alone...there's gotta be some way I can get over being so shy when it comes to talking with her...hmmmmm...maybe if I try writing it out or something...wait! All those guys who make rap music seem to be pretty confident with themselves...maybe I could get over my shyness if I make a rap about my life with Konoka! Yeah! It's not like I have anything better to do anyway!

Setsuna smirked to herself as she flipped over her page filled with notes to find a nice new blank one. She quietly cracked her knuckles before leaning over her paper to begin writing. She sat there for a few moments, deep in thought about what she should say before an idea finally came to her. Her hand began to race across the page as she laid out the words.

Now this is a story all about how

My life got flipped-turned upside down

And I'd like to take a minute, just sit right there

And tell you all about my life with the Ko-no-e heir...

Setsuna smiled to herself as she looked over the introduction to her rap. She remembered the theme song from an old American show she recently got into with Asuna and Konoka, and thought that the beat used for that would be a good one to work with. She stared at the paper again, humming the beat in her head as she continued on writing.

In Kyoto, Kansai region born and raised

Her family's complex is where we spent most of our days

Hangin' out, protecting, not acting all cool

And all playin' some catch in the yard like a fool

When bad day came, and it was no good

Kono-chan fell in a stream, feet from where I stood

I jumped right in to help her out but ended up a fool

So I left to train and get stronger at the Shinmei-ryu school...

Setsuna laughed in her head, thinking that so far it was turning out pretty good. It felt kind of odd to write about her past, as it brought up a little bit of sadness and regret for up and leaving her best friend as well as the one girl she truly loved; but at the same time it felt like a huge weight was lifting off of her. Maybe once she got over her regrets, she could finally talk to Konoka without sounding like an idiot...maybe.

I came to Mahora and whenI got here

A familiar face greeted me with chocolate brown hair

I wasn't ready for her then and thought that this chance was rare

So I snuck back to the shadows to protect the Ko-no-e heir...

Now Setsuna was left with the closing verse to her rap. She looked up at the clock and noticed that she had managed to kill a good chunk of time. The swordswoman smiled to herself as she thought about the possibility of maybe sharing her work with Konoka. It couldn't hurt to show her and it would almost be like an apology for everything that had happened before they reunited as friends. The heiress had already forgiven her countless times before and even found it amusing whenever Setsuna brought it up; but the swordswoman felt she needed to do this, if not for Konoka, than at least for herself. With a determined look, she once again pressed pencil to paper.

Then, our, trip came round to Kyoto this year

And Kono-chan yelled "help I need you here!"

I saved her again, and it was finally clear

That my place was right there with the Ko-no-e heir...

As she finished up her writing, Setsuna leaned back in her chair with a sigh of satisfaction. She had managed to get out what she wanted to and felt a hundred percent better than she had before. Finally, she had come to terms with her past concerning her mistake in leaving Konoka, and even felt like now she could read this to her without feeling like her throat was going to seal up.

Great! Now I just need to wait until class is over and see if ojou-sama wants to hang out for a little bit...I'll bust out this master piece and read it to her, effectively ending my bout of shyness...I can't wait to see the look on her face when she hears it...maybe she'll finally be the one left speechless...man, she's gonna look sooo cute...m-maybe I can..I can get a h-hug or something out of it...crap, crap , crap! I'm starting to freak out...there's no way I can do this! I gotta put this away before anyone sees it...maybe I'll read it some other ti-...

"Oi Setsuna! What ya got there?" said Asuna from next to her as she grabbed for the paper on her friend's desk.

"Gahhhhh wahhhh?" replied Setsuna as she effectively fell backwards onto the floor when her leaning chair gave way.

The bell had gone off just under a minute ago and Setsuna was too busy panicking in her head to notice. Now, her heart felt like it going to explode and her face turned a dark shade of red as she watched Asuna pick up the paper she had written on and began to read it over. Asuna smirked and sent a glance towards her panicky friend on the floor. She was one of the first to pick up on the feelings the swordswoman had for her roommate, and had tried many a time to get them together. All her attempts failed though thanks to Setsuna's inability to hold a conversation.

The orange haired friend then sent a wink to Setsuna, causing the swordswoman's eyes to open wide with worry and begin to scramble back to her feet. "Hey Konoka...come here a minute...this paper that Setsuna wrote has something with your name in it! You should totally read it!"

"It's something about me?" asked Konoka with a smile and a small giggle as she made her way over. She looked down at her protector who was still trying to wrestle her way out from her chair to get up. "I hope it's nothing bad...Set-chan..."

"N-no...o-o-of course n-not!" replied Setsuna, finally getting to her feet. "b-but you probably d-don't wanna r-read it an-anway...it's nothing!"

"Oh come on now!" laughed Konoka as she took the paper from Asuna. "If it's from you I bet it's something great!"

Gah! CRAP CRAP CRAP! THIS WASN'T THE PLAN! FOREVER A SHY LONER!