Her Fan
windlady
AU. Hotaru and Mikan are best friends who have opposite personalities. Hotaru is a genius scholar who seems to be addicted to money and music. Mikan is a rich, clumsy girl whose addiction is anime and cosplaying. If their small worlds would clash and 'fuse', then what is to become of their addictions and their future? RomancexFantasyxHumor. IN-PROGRESS.
windlady: Hello! I made a new story since the traffic says you, guys, are always looking for my updates on the GA fan fictions I made. I'm sorry if I kept everyone waiting but I can't update until I'm free from all my current attachments in school. Those stories are quite complex compared to this simple story I made. This story is here because I want to know how many of you are still tuned in. I've also been wondering if I've been forgotten. Anyway, this is a sister story to my stand-alone fic, "Love Yourself". I hope everyone enjoys this introduction.
Disclaimer: Gakuen Alice is not mine. I can only claim this fan fiction.
"Her Fan: A Wicked Prelude"
By windlady
I have no talent at all!
I don't desire money.
Why are there Catnips in the fridge?
I don't like anime and fantasy.
I am not good enough to understand what she's thinking of.
I detest music and the crowd.
Can I just say that I hate being asked to explain about Medicine?
I hate photography and cute stuff.
Will you just stop asking me to cook and bake this and that?
To a person who can hear all these, irritation is not uncommon.
How many lies must a person with ability like mine endure? I can't help but wonder why it has to be me. These people who crawl on the face of the earth are filled with falsity. They annoy me.
If you are wondering who I am, then let me start my introduction with a 4-word sentence. I am an artist. I am the crown of destiny. I have abilities beyond human imagination and I hold the sketch pad of destiny. If I desire to play with your destiny then I will only need a mechanical pencil and my pad. I can make your life paradise or even turn it into your worst nightmare with just a sway of my right hand.
Am I good or bad? I like to think I'm neutral. I don't usually interfere with my Master who designed everything. However, when I get bored or too annoyed with humans and their hypocrisy, I turn the page of my sketch pad and edit the path of life. Just like now. I am feeling bored and I've spotted hypocrites who are continuously fooling themselves. Always complaining of life, never being contented and even wishing to be someone else? Denying reality is a sin. Tsk, they should learn to value what destiny has designed for them and accept all of it whole-heartedly.
These youngsters who desire each other's lives so much and deprive truth of their acceptance, perhaps, I can grant their wishes and teach them a lesson. It's about time for a small stage play. Drawing a circle or a dot in one place and connecting it to another should be fun. I wonder how things will turn out for these kids.
Sakura, Mikan. Imai, Hotaru. Will you entertain me?
These kids and those lines I have sketched scream of my awesomeness. Granting a smile towards my masterpiece, I traced the lines with my hand and was surprised to see something which made this play more amusing than I imagined. Yes, you may say that I messed up my Master's plans but I'd like to see how all these will turn out. I drank my coffee as I watched the paths draw closer and closer to my little mischief.
By the way, my name is… Narumi, the Sage.
**To be continued**
windlady: Any guess on what might happen next?