Warning: Contains shoujo ai, suggestive themes, and nudity. In short; Shizuru. It will also contain violence and coarse language. In short; Natsuki.
A/N: I was watching Onegai Teacher and reading Shiznat. Thus, Onegai My Sensei was born. I'm taking the Mai HiME/Otome characters and putting them in a situation close to those of Onegai Teacher, with my own twists and plots of course.
Summary: Move over fictitious supernatural people; Shizuru is here and Natsuki still isn't sure if she comes in peace. In fact, she's convinced Shizuru's going out of her way to make Natsuki's life as complicated and peace-free as possible. AU. Shiznat.
Disclaimer: I do not own Mai Hime/Otome or Onegai Teacher, nor am I making a profit from writing this story. Which sucks, but that's life.
Onegai My Teacher
Chapter 1 – Manic Mayo
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I think I had some bad mayo. I know, right? Perish the thought. Mayo can't be bad; it's like the food of the gods! Like… Like… Ambrose? No, Ambrosia. That's it. Mayo is comparable to ambrosia and so it can't be bad, right? Well normally I'd think so, but after today I'm really hoping I had some bad mayo- expired or something- because if not that means I'm either going crazy or…no. It's either bad mayo or insanity. Even entertaining the other thought is pure insanity, so it's gotta be the mayo.
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Natsuki grumbled quietly as she scraped the last of the white substance out of the small tub. Damn Midori. Her frown turned into an expression of bliss as she licked the last bit off of the spoon before dropping it into the now empty container. Her frown returned as she lay back in the grass, shifting for a few moments to get comfortable.
I can't believe she forgot to buy mayo and tried to cover it up by filling the old container up with ranch sauce. I poured it all over my fried rice and nearly threw up both my lunch and breakfast. Not to mention my dinner was then inedible. Eye twitching slightly over the incident that had forced her to drive to the nearest 24/hour convenience store to pick up mayo, Natsuki opened her eyes slowly only to widen them in surprise.
"Oh…"
It may have been late and the night of the new moon, but the sky was as bright as if the moon were full. Millions of tiny specks of light filled the sky, their luminescence especially visible against tonight's inky black backdrop. Breathing in the crisp air, Natsuki exhaled all her anger and worries, embracing the peace. The only sounds she could hear besides her own breathing were those of nature. She was far enough to not hear the sound of cars; instead she was lulled by the slight rustle of grass as the wind gently blew and the soothing sound of the gently lapping lake next to her.
Slowly being lulled into a state of slumber, Natsuki furrowed her brows slightly as the slight gusts of wind started to escalate in strength. Propping herself up on her arms, she looked at the violently swaying treetops, her hair whipping behind her uncontrollably. "What the he-," eyes wide, Natsuki desperately clutched at the grass on the ground to no avail as a sudden violent gust of wind managed to lift her and send her flying. "Shit!" Natsuki swore as she landed on her stomach a few feet away. What the hell is this? A tornado?
Eyes watering slightly as the wind continued to whip harshly, Natsuki struggled to her hands and knees and stared at the lake. What. The. Fuck. Speechless, Natsuki watched as a large whirlpool churned violently in the center of the once calm lake. Is it even possible for whirlpools to spontaneously form in lakes? Gritting her teeth, she slowly and unsteadily made her way to her feet, bracing against the wind as best she could. Suddenly, like a vacuum cleaner being turned off, the whirlpool disappeared with nary a ripple of evidence left of its existence. Stumbling slightly at the sudden loss of resistance as the wind died down instantly, Natsuki blinked incredulously at the surface of the water.
Glancing around hopefully for another witness to reassure herself she wasn't hallucinating, Natsuki frowned as she heard a slight humming sound coming from the lake. Turning to face the noise, Natsuki blanched. What the fuck was in that mayo? In front of her, at the edge of the lake, a stream of lights coalesced to form a single cylinder of light. Slowly, as if layers upon layers of film were being removed, a figure blurred into existence.
Natsuki stared unblinkingly at the mysterious figure. Her medium-length light brown hair drifted upwards lazily in a non-existent breeze, the ends playfully twining around her upraised arms. Her eyes were closed, and from this distance Natsuki could barely make out a serene smile on her face. Despite her shocked state, she had enough bodily function to raise her eyebrow quizzically at the other's clothes. She was wearing a strange lavender outfit; the light lavender blouse faded into a darker purple as it reached the bottom in a half skirt at her knees. From underneath the shirt-skirt a pair of skin-tight midnight purple pants hugged her legs. Around her wrists and ankles were weird looking armbands with a glowing yellow strike down the middle. To top it all off, she wore a pair of white ankle boots.
Eyes slowly trailing back up the other woman, Natsuki froze, a small noise emitting from her throat. Staring back at her were two crimson orbs, the unnatural lights around her making them appear as if they were glowing. Moments passed as they silently stared into each other's eyes. Slowly the other woman closed her eyes, breaking Natsuki out of her funk.
Grabbing the empty container lying sideways at her feet, she began sprinting back into the woods towards her motorcycle. Swearing as she dodged the large overhanging branches yet still got sliced up by the thinner ones; Natsuki chanced a glance behind her only to pale at the glowing figure a few meters away, causing her to stumble slightly. Picking up her pace, she glanced behind her again before letting out a short scream as the ground collapsed underneath her. The jar flew from her hands and landed with a thump as she splashed right into the deep lake.
Fighting to the surface, she coughed some water out of her lungs before taking a deep breath and submerging herself again, deciding it would be safer to swim to the opposite shore instead of risking her earlier path with the woman so close. Keeping herself deep enough in the water so as not to show any indication of her passage on the surface, she silently thanked her athleticism for her strong lungs. As it was, she gasped for breath as silently as she could while raising herself onto the bank, the surrounding trees hopefully shielding her from her pursuer's view.
Ringing her long blue hair as she picked her way up the small hill, Natsuki cringed as her shoes made a kind of squelching sound with every step she took. God dammit, I just bought these sneakers. Finally breaking from the tree line, she spotted the large boulder she had used to conceal her motorcycle and jogged tiredly towards it. Swiping the hair from her eyes, she straddled her baby and started the engine before speeding towards home.
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She strode near the edge of the forest, calmly gazing at her surroundings. Her foot kicked something hollow as she walked causing her to look down. Eyes furrowing slightly, she picked up the empty jar and examined it. 'Manic Mayo' was written in large curly blue letters on the front, with 'not your grandmother's mayo' written in smaller letters underneath. There was barely any of the white substance left; the one who left it had all but licked the container clean. Bringing it to her nose, she sniffed slightly before dropping it, her face contorting into a slight grimace.
Walking forward, she came to a stop at the edge of the forest. It was a dead end. Looking curiously around, she paused as she saw a disturbance at the edge of the water. Crouching down, she took in how the ground suddenly broke off into the water, slight tread marks telling her someone slid into the lake recently.
"Ara."
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Shivering, Natsuki pulled up into the driveway of the clinic and parked her bike in the back, wincing at the sputtering noise coming from the motor. Stumbling tiredly to the front door, she was about to reach for the door before it was torn open.
"Tsuki-chan!" Natsuki let her arm drop back to her side as Midori yanked her into the house. "Look, Yohko! I found Tsuki!"
Midori grinned wildly as she shook the younger girl while taking in her wet and bedraggled appearance. "Nah, nah, Tsu-ki-chan! You should have told me you were going to a wild teenage party. Us eighteen-year olds gotta stick together, you know."
Narrowing her eyes at the spiky redhead, Natsuki attempted to pry her hands off of her shoulders. "This is all your fault," she growled as Midori continued to grin idiotically. "Hah!" Exclaiming in victory, Natsuki finally escaped from Midori's grip and began sneaking to her room, only to feel a hand grabbing her ear.
"Ah, what the f-," Natsuki choked on her words as she saw Yohko smiling dangerously at her, "f-fudgesicles?"
A few moments later saw Natsuki sulking on the couch in a dry tank top and shorts while Yohko dabbed her scrapes with antiseptic. Wincing as the liquid ate at a particularly long scratch, she thought back to how she got them. Furrowing her eyebrows, she sucked her lip in thought. What was that?
"What's wrong?" Yohko asked as she placed a purple Band-Aid on Natsuki's wrist, making the younger girl wrinkle her nose at the gaudy thing.
"It's… It's nothing." Another smile caused her to quickly elaborate. "I think I was hallucinating a while ago, that's all."
"Woohoo! Go Tsuki-chan! Must've been one hell of a party." Midori bounded up behind her and draped her arms around Natsuki's shoulders before pouting. "Wahh, now I'm jealous."
Both Natsuki and Midori froze as they watched Yohko still her actions, cotton ball frozen half way to the slightly bleeding scratch. "Excuse me?"
Midori chuckled nervously and began using Natsuki more as a shield instead of an armrest, while Natsuki's eyes widened and she hurried to elaborate. "N-not that! I didn't do any of that!"
A dark purple eyebrow rose slowly causing both women to begin sweating. "Re-really!I think I had some expired mayo, or- or something!" Midori and Natsuki held their breaths in suspense, only exhaling in relief when Yohko went back to treating Natsuki.
"I see."
Natsuki exchanged glances with Midori. Fuck. Doctors could be scary as hell.
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A/N: And that is the end of chapter 1, which is basically the first 4 minutes of episode 1. Very short, but it's just the intro. The next chapters will be longer if I have anything to say about it; much longer. I will update most probably tomorrow. I'm in the zone right now, and think I'm going to have a lot of fun writing this particular story.
Oh yeah. Natsuki and Nao are probably going to swear a lot, because I just can't see people with their personalities not swear. Especially when they're in the same room.