"A hot night for a wild party. It seems that Alice Academy's A-listers have
outdone themselves this time. Who knew that Imai Hotaru, the Academy's Ice Princess and
Resident Blackmailer has what it takes to throw a party. Well, well, my love, you deserve an
applause."
xoxo
Ms. A
The sound of a phone being thrown on the ground and the loud cry of a helpless male echoed through the air filled with smoke, ecstasy and music. Blazing green eyes gazed at the broken phone on the ground. Her grip on the hand rest of the velvet sofa tightened. The boy beside her had his mouth hanging open, his eyes wide. The girl noticed the boy's expression and slapped his head.
"Ouch! Sumire, why the hell did you do that?" The dirty blonde asked. The girl, Sumire, looked at him. Assessing his profile, she wondered what made her like him. The boy was barely a sensible person to converse with, he never combs his hair, dresses sloppily, possesses an irritating smile that never leaves his face and does outlandish antics earning him the title of Alice Academy's Goofball.
"That was brand new!" The blonde cried. Sumire just rolled her eyes.
"Well, I don't care. Besides, you can buy another one." She said, her voice tinged with annoyance.
"Yeah, I could if it's already out in the market!" The boy whined.
"Oh, shut up, Koko! Your continuous whining is giving me a headache. Add that gossiping bitch, Ms. A's new post and my head is ready to explode." She massaged her temples and the boy, Koko, laughed heartily.
"Is that why you're so cranky?"
"This party is exclusive! I mean, exclusive. It's only for the most popular people at school! And now, look at this place!" Sumire gripped the hand rest tighter until her knuckles turned white. She gave the lounge a fleeting glance before her face contorted into a mask of pure disgust and annoyance as people who are clearly not invited infested the place.
"I don't understand what you're so mad about. Shouldn't it be Hotaru that's furious? Ms. A was implying that Hotaru is too uptight to throw a party. For the record, I agree with the girl but, damn! Hotaru really do know how to surprise people!" A cheerful female voice said. Sumire and Koko looked behind them. Beaming brightly at them is Alice Academy's Ms. Congeniality, Harada Misaki. Her Carmine-Pink hair fell perfectly on her shoulders; her red dress fitted her and hugged every curve, revealing her femininity. She was friendly to everyone, helped those who were in need and was a great friend. It was no wonder that she was crowned Alice Academy's Ms. Congeniality.
"Misaki! Hey, since when did you arrive?" Koko asked as he fawned over Misaki.
"Just this afternoon. I wanted to sleep but, I decided to go since, I have a break and besides, I don't want to miss a good party!" The Pink-haired girl replied as she pulled Sumire to her feet and twirled the Green-eyed girl in place.
"Well, someone's having fun." Appearing in front of them is Alice Academy's Mr. Congeniality, Andou Tsubasa. Anyone can guess that he is Misaki's counterpart. Not only are they crowned with the same title, they are also last year's winner for the Alice Academy's Cutest Couple contest. They had been dating since Junior High and this will be their last year together. Rumor has it that Tsubasa planned to propose to Misaki at the eve of their Graduation party.
Tsubasa walked towards his girlfriend and kissed her cheek. He bumped fists with Koko and ruffled Sumire's hair, earning him a chilling glare from the Fashion Queen.
"I thought couldn't go." Misaki kissed Tsubasa back.
"Well, I can't miss Hotaru's party. I got to see what's in store and can I say that this will go down in history as the best party Alice Academy ever had!" Tsubasa wound his arm around Misaki's waist as he surveyed the entire area.
People milled around the lounge, drinks in their hands while laughing with friends. The music blared loudly from the pool area where more students from their academy where mingling with other students. The bass pulsated on their feet, the thrum of the sound pounding in their souls, driving them with the need to move to the groove. The lights created a spectrum of color and transported them into a kaleidoscopic world. Loud cheers could be heard as the crowd situated at the kitchen chanted the names of two guys battling for an intense drinking game.
Couples secluded themselves in the dark corners of the lounge to whisper against each other's ears and succumb to their basic urges. Girls praised one another for their fashion of the night and their make-up. Boys eyed girls with interest and a feral smile on their lips. Everyone was having a blast as the night sparked with more energy and surrendered to the allure of the revelry.
"That's a lot of praise for someone who's barely left her room and abuses people with embarrassing videos and pictures for her own sick and disgusting amusement." Sumire said, venomously.
"Dear Sumire, I can see that you are nasty, as usual." Tsubasa teased his lowerclassman. Sumire scoffed.
"Hey, don't insult her! I'm the only one allowed to bully her." Koko placed an arm around Sumire and kissed her head. The seaweed-haired girl blushed.
"Well, isn't this a wonderful development! Sumire blushes!" Tsubasa said as he whipped his arms out and accidentally hit one of the wandering butlers serving cocktail drinks resulting for the man to stumble down, shattering the glasses and pouring liquid on the marble floor. The sound of a girl's shriek ceased the activity at the lounge as her white dress got splashed with the colorful liquid of the cocktails.
"Man! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to h-" Tsubasa never got to finish his apology as he was hit by high-speed, rubber balls on his entire being.
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The loud sound shocked the people inside the lounge. All gazed at the figure standing in the middle of the marble stairs. Standing before them was Imai Hotaru, Alice Academy's Ice Princess and Resident Blackmailer. Her sharp gaze landed on the idiot with a star-shaped tattoo under his left eye. She stepped down the stairs; the sound of her five-inch heels clicking on the floor pierced through the stillness. The sound of the music at the pool area seemed far away. The laughter and chatter outside drifted with the night breeze.
The lounge suddenly turned cold. Nobody moved. Everybody's breath came out short. Her eyes moved from left and right. Anyone that met her eyes ended up petrified. No one dared to defy her. It would lead to total annihilation. Her regal composure intimidated everyone. With her raven hair, amethyst eyes, her whole aura screamed of sophistication. Her black pencil cut skirt ripples like water as she walked. Her loose v-neck white long-sleeved polo danced with the night breeze. She stopped three steps away from the four people sitting on the velvet sofa at the lounge.
"Nice to see you, too, Hotaru!" Tsubasa grinned at her like a kid. He looked like as if he wasn't hit by the Baka Gun at all.
"Shut your mouth, idiot. You broke my cocktail glasses. You better pay me before I make you eat bullets from my Baka Gun." Her cold voice brought chills to everyone's spine.
"Oh, don't be so hostile, Hotaru! It was an accident!" Koko exclaimed. The raven-haired girl ignored the dirty blonde and gracefully helped clean the mess. The people at the lounge gawked at the scene as they never saw her do anything nearly as charitable as she is doing as of the moment.
"Why don't you take a picture? It'll last longer." She said to no one in particular but, people knew better than provoke the girl and thus, they returned to their businesses although, people kept glancing at their direction in order to watch their growing circle.
"As if they want your picture." Sumire scoffed. Upon hearing her words, the crowd once more turned their attention at the group in the middle of the lounge. Their eyes shifted from Sumire to Hotaru although their eyes lingered longer on the Ice Queen. Their heart leaped as the raven-haired girl slowly stood, her aura intimidating, eyes penetrating and her eyebrow gracefully arched.
"I thought I specifically said no pets allowed. Have you gone deaf, Yome?" She inquired but, her chilling gaze never left Sumire's face.
"Lighten up, the two of you! Seriously, Hotaru, you're a terrible hostess. Sumire, you're such a nag. Are you her mother? This is a party!" Misaki scolds both of them while holding a half-empty glass filled with Cosmopolitan.
"I wonder how Yome puts up with you." Hotaru said, totally ignoring Misaki's preaching as she watched the Green-eyed girl go red with anger.
"There they go again." A boy with golden hair and blue eyes chuckled as he descended the stairs. Everybody turned to look at him. All of the girls at the lounge sigh as soon as their eyes laid on him. Even the boys blushed slightly. His sweet smile is infectious and uplifts the tense mood. In his navy blue blazer, white v-neck shirt, ripped jeans and lace-up boots, he projects simplicity and sensuality at the same time. Yup, it's definitely Alice Academy's Golden Boy, Nogi Ruka.
"Hey, man! Glad you made it!" Koko clasped Ruka's hand and they did their usual "bro hug".
"Hey, you! I haven't seen you since last week." Misaki hugged Ruka and he kissed her cheek.
"It was really busy last week. Narumi booked me in five consecutive photo shoots. Not to mention, several commercial shootings and guest appearances in morning shows."
"You've got it tough. It's really a good idea Tsubasa and I declined Mr. Narumi's offer. He's making you work like crazy." Misaki said.
"So, anyone likes to stop them?" Ruka asks as he sat beside Koko.
"Nah, just let them be. It's more fun that way." Koko grins.
The dirty blonde and the dark-haired boy bumped fists with one another, their lips curled into a wicked smirk.
"You two are idiots! Do you want Hotaru to commit bloody murder?" Misaki exploded, staring at her boyfriend and the goofy blonde with an incredulous expression.
"Misaki, relax! We're just kidding! Besides, Ruka's here. We can sacrifice him!" Tsubasa exclaimed as he wrapped his arms around the Pink-haired beauty. The girl simply stared at him, clearly unamused.
"Not to burst your bubble or anything but, I refuse to be in Hotaru's crosshair…or, in both of their crosshairs." Ruka stated as he flicked his gaze at the two bickering ladies who's tearing at each other's throats.
"I'm surprised that Ruka's tolerating you. If I were him, I would have left you." The Green-eyed girl hissed, gaining the attention of their other friends.
"I'm lucky then that Ruka's not you. If that were to happen, it would be me who would leave you." Hotaru replied nonchalantly, her arms wrapped one another as she stared uninterestedly at Sumire.
"Ouch. Hotaru's ruthless, as always but, honest nonetheless. She might be my idol right now." Tsubasa said to his friends with a low voice but, it seemed that Sumire's ears were sharp and he found himself hiding behind Koko to avoid the wrath of the fashion queen.
"Sumire, stop it! You're justifying what Hotaru said, not refuting her! Hey! Hey! I said- Ouch! Watch the ears, will you?! I just had another piercing!" Koko wailed as he tried to wrest his girlfriend.
"No! Let go of me! I will rip the remaining hair on his head! I will make you eat your words, baldy!" Sumire screamed as she scratched Koko's face and the blonde staggered on his feet as he clutched on his wounded nose. Seeing as her boyfriend was bent over, she pushed him away and went for the sheepishly smiling Tsubasa who was backing away from her each time she took a menacing step forward.
"You are beyond deceased, you shadow baldy." She growled. Tsubasa obviously gulped.
"My sweet, dear Sumire, I was kidding! Hotaru's not my idol, no! Heck, why would I idolize someone with a permanent scowl on her face?" Tsubasa chanced a glanced at Hotaru and saw the girl looking at him with an amused glint in her amethyst eyes. He inwardly prayed to any God to save his poor soul as he didn't like the spark in her eyes, "Yeah, I mean, look at her now! She's doing that-that twinkling eye thingy!" He pointed at the raven-haired beauty and eyes followed his fingers. The girl in question merely stared back, "So, you see? How could I look up to someone who might be the devil reincarnated? I would like to keep my life, thank you very much. I have future plans, one that includes idolizing you, dear, adorable Sumire, the girl who's…uhh…helpful in…uhh…shelling out beauty tips and…uhh…" Tsubasa eyed Misaki for help but, the girl merely watched on with a big grin on her face, "Uhh…doing charity work for the…fashionably inept! Yes, that! You are a true idol! A girl who's one of a kind!" Tsubasa finished enthusiastically but, his eyes were screaming for an S.O.S.
A low, velvety chuckle rang inside the room, the sound rich and sinful like a decadent chocolate. Emerging from the dark, a man with glowing, Crimson eyes swaggered down the floor. The lounge then, erupted with noise. Girls squealed in delight and boys groaned in annoyance. His boots kissed the marble floor. His crisp polo ripples as he walks, black tie hanging loosely on his neck. Both of his hands sway freely at his side. His skinny jeans reveal yet conceal his well-toned legs. He rakes his raven hair, licks his lips, his whole aura screams sexy. He is the one and only heir of Hugh Corporations, Alice Academy's Sex God, Hyuuga Natsume.
"You could win an award for the most pathetic plea I've ever heard." Natsume said, huskily, making most of the girls swoon at the seductive quality of his voice.
"Nice of you to join us, Natsume." Ruka said as he stood and crossed the floor to greet his best friend.
"I heard Tsubasa's annoying voice and thought that he might be making full use of his stupidity. I decided on a whim to watch him make a total fool of himself and as always, he delivers his part quite well."
"Aha! I knew it! You do care for me! Natsume, man! Thank god you arrived! I would've been eaten alive if you didn't come! I've never loved you as much as I did this time!" Tsubasa cried with relief, drapping an arm over the Crimson-eyed hottie's shoulders. The young heir shrugged off the older man's arm.
"Care for you? Don't be delusional." He stated.
"He's always delusional. I mean, how can he not when he surely made a spectacle of himself." The fashion queen claimed, idly.
"Since when did he never make a spectacle of himself?" The amethyst-eyed girl questioned. Sumire turned towards Hotaru who caught her gaze with own. She cocked an elegant eyebrow at the other girl, questioning her.
"I believe that we have reached an agreement. I propose a truce."
Sumire's statement was met with surprised gasps. Their friends looked at one another.
"Uh, not to ruin the moment or anything but, did we hear you right?" Koko queried, voicing everybody's thoughts on the matter.
"No. I said you had an orgy with farm animals on your aunt's bed. Of course I said I want a truce so that we can both bash your brains with a jackhammer and feed it to the vultures to feast on! Maybe by doing that, we'll be able to save people from dying from hearing the ridiculous and utter nonsense that comes from your mouth!" Sumire said, sarcastically.
"I was wrong about you, Shouda. You have a wonderfully delicious and devious mind. I guess you deserve a little respect for that." Hotaru exclaimed, her face stone frozen but her eyes were glimmering with unconcealed glee.
Mouths fell open as they heard the Ice Princess praise someone. Never had they heard the aloof and stoic raven-haired heiress commend anyone, even her friends, especially Shouda Sumire. She and Hotaru had never gotten along and had never agreed in anything openly. Today, it seems, marks the day in which the two most powerful heiresses in Japan have a truce for an agreement regarding Andou Tsubasa's pathetic attempts to spare his life and commit murder on Kokoro Yome.
"Idiots, drop your annoying expressions. It's putting me off." She glared at their audience who immediately averted her gazes and pretended to mind their own businesses.
"Is she sick? Did she bump her head? Is her stomach acting up? Do you need a doctor?" Misaki asked, her mouth spouting out words in a speed of light and her eyes wide with incredulity.
"Oh my god, I know! She's an alien! That's not Hotaru! She must have been spirited away by the aliens living amongst us! You know that they can pretend to be human and they have technology far better than ours! They might have frozen time and exchanged the real Hotaru with a fake and we won't even miss it!" Koko babbled, hands moving in an animated fashion to show his conviction.
"Psh! Get real, Koko. Aliens aren't real! Besides, if they are real, they would think twice before kidnapping Hotaru! They might be dead even before they could get the job done or it would be them who're kidnapped!" Tsubasa rebutted Koko's claim and the spiky-haired blonde paused for a moment to think before understanding dawned on his face.
"You're right! Hotaru's so evil that even sp-" Koko didn't get to finish his sentence as he heard the air whistle as high-speed balls zoomed towards him. It was too late for the blonde to avoid the onslaught of the wretched things as he was assaulted in the face, torso and dare he say it, on his crown jewels with a particularly rock-hard ball. He folded on the floor, in pain and heard whispers of condolences for his brutally abused man part.
"You got your wish, Shouda. It may not be the specific example you described earlier but, its equivalent to the one you so desire. Better yet, this one is even more appropriate as the pain is unconceivable. I'm expecting my payment for my involvement in this." Hotaru calmly stated amidst Koko's groans, their audiences' whispers, and Tsubasa's barely concealed laughter.
"Why the hell did you do that, Imai?! What if he got injured?!" Sumire whirled at her, Green eyes blazing with shock and anger.
"I seriously doubt it and I'm certain that that isn't your main concern." The raven-haired beauty stared at her knowingly.
"Wha-What are-are you say-saying?!" Sumire spluttered in embarrassment.
"Nothing, really. I'm just stating the obvious. It's up to you whether you acknowledge it." She answered, turning around to retreat back to the comfort of her room. She had enough stupidity in one night.
"Don't you dare turn your back on me, Imai or else I'll-" The Green-eyed girl stopped her tirade when Hotaru stopped mid-stride and turned to look at her ever so slowly. The action almost caused her to step back but, she held her ground despite the ominous air that surrounds the Ice Princess.
"Or else you'll what? Better make it worth my time or else, I'll double my payback to you." Hotaru gave her one last lingering look before she resumed her walk back to her room.
"Running away, are we?" Natsume's voice stopped her from taking another step. Hotaru turned to look at him.
"What is wrong with you?" She asked, annoyance evident in her voice.
"Nothing's wrong, Hotaru." Natsume drawled her name purposely and he watched as her eyed turned dark.
"How about you just go and take someone's ass?" Hotaru hissed at him.
"I just did. Though, I must say, the rooms here are too depressing. Did Death take a stroll here?" Natsume smirked at her. Tsubasa laughed.
"My condolences to the girl you screwed, then." Hotaru spun to continue walking up the stairs, Ruka at her heels. The Golden Boy smiled apologetically at the ruby-eyed male before rushing off to catch up with his girlfriend. Natsume blinked. Tsubasa laughed harder.
"Man! That girl is a genius at making comebacks! She totally crushed you." Tsubasa said. Natsume slapped him on the head.
"Ouch! Will you stop slapping me on my head?" The dark-haired man said, glaring at Natsume.
"Maybe, if you stop being annoying."
"So, who's the girl, Natsume? Do we know her?" Misaki cut in, sensing another senseless bickering coming up.
"I don't know. Didn't ask her name. She was particularly boring. Made me do all the work." Natsume exclaimed, lazily as he plopped down the sofa stationed at the middle of the lounge. He raked a hand in his hair and he his eyes swept around the room to look for another source of entertainment.
The party returned back to full swing after the exit of the Ice Princess, together with the Golden Boy. He wondered if the students knew that they were together but, he decided that they didn't as they didn't even gave as much as a second glance to see that Ruka held Hotaru's hand as they went upstairs to probably make out as if their lives depended on it. The image that conjured up in his mind disturbed him and he stood up to chase away the horrifying thought.
"You going somewhere?" Tsubasa asked.
"Everywhere." Natsume said before striding out, leaving swooning girls at his wake.
"Wish I can say that and still look mysterious." The star-tattooed man sighed.
"Yeah, it's never happening." Misaki teased.
"Agreed. Now, quit being stupid and let's party. We have classes tomorrow and I want to forget, for at least a night about grades and nagging professors." Sumire said, dragging a groaning Koko from the floor by his feet and to the dance floor. Misaki looked at Tsubasa, who grinned at her and swept her into his arms as he twirled them into the throng of dancing bodies.
A/N: Hi, everybody! This story is cross-posted on AO3. Just look for the title, XOXO, Ms. A, to read. Enjoy~