Hello!

Once in a whilesomething tells me to write. So I do. This time I've decided on a 1-word Drabble collection with the short stories ranging from 200 to probably 700 words. We'll see how that plays out for me, haha. I had help from a very good friend of mine, giving me random words - because i'm a hopeless cause with easy things.

I hope you enjoy these short drabbled, there are more to come for sure!

Lastly, i do not own Senki Zesshou Symphogear aside a few figures and Character Songs.

#1. Drowning

The third time's the charm, some people told her. Yet she wondered if she was just grazed with bad luck or if Kazanari Tsubasa was some sort of magnet. Her very personal magnet that always happened to be around the corner, whenever she was trying to run away from her classmates. This time however it was just slightly different.

The difference to the other two times, in which she crashed against her fellow Symphogear user , was that she didn't just crash against her but literally into her. Basically the same, yes, but usually Chris found herself rubbing her sore behind after having greeted the stone floor with it. This time there was no pain.

The white haired student had closed her eyes upon impact, but she noted two arms stabilizing her before she felt herself and Tsubasa tumble towards the floor.

"This seems to become a habit of ours…" the blue-haired Idol said suddenly and Chris opened her eyes immediately. She was met with the smiling face of the older girl and felt a sudden heat rise to her cheeks.

If she could've gotten up, she probably would have tried.

She didn't, though. Chris was trapped. Not literally, but figuratively.

So blue…

Tsubasa's eyes had an unusual sparkle and the younger student was drowning in their color.

"Yukine?" Again her voice reached out and this time Chris reacted. She noticed how close the two of them were and… was she moving closer to her upperclassman?! As if she was burned she sat up and jumped away from Tsubasa.

"Why are you so close?!" she yelled, furiously blushing and wondering if that moment just really happened.

#2. Sunshine

Not many things could startle Chris from her sleep. Cuddled up against the warm body behind her, she wondered if the cold season of winter had ever felt so nice. Even the tickling breath against her ear only managed to heat her up more and that's all she really wanted.

Warmth.

And maybe comfort, but in a fluffy bed and in the arms of your special person that was probably a given. She chuckled slightly, careful not to disturb her girlfriends sleep, as she thought to herself.

The arms wound around her torso tightened their grip and Chris could make out a silent grumble. She moved her head slightly, spying blue tresses of soft hair, trying to find the reason for the disturbed sound. A smirk made its way to her lips.

A thin strip of light, coming from the curtains that were only halfway closed, had made its way directly into Kazanari Tsubasa's face.

Turning completely, Chris felt the arms around her loosen slightly before tightening again, to bring their bodies closer together again. Tsubasa had somehow managed to move down the tiniest bit and was now hiding her face in the white-haired girls' neck, shying away from the sun that had woken her up.

"Slept well, Sunshine?" Chris chuckled, she always was amused at how much of a grumpy person Tsubasa was in the mornings. Another grumble was heard. And Chris knew, if she kept on provoking the fearsome swordswoman, she would maybe regret it afterwards.

But Yukine was a force to be reckoned with as well so she accepted the challenge, as she always did.

#3. Name

"If you wish for a heart-to-heart conversation, start by calling me by my name."

Tsubasa could say that so easily. She had no qualms calling her or Hibiki by their last names, like they were some work colleagues. It was always 'Tachibana this, Yukine that' with the older girl.

Kazanari-senpai… Tsubasa-san… Tsubasa…

Chris found herself embarrassed just thinking about calling her friend by anything else other than 'You' or 'hey'. Only one time she had managed to actually give in to Tsubasa's request and called her Senpai. The younger girl was immensely surprised what lengths the Idol would go, when spoken to directly by an underclassman.

"You called me Senpai. Of course I would help you if you called for me."

And now she was sitting in the same restaurant as last time, waiting not only for her food, but also for the very person she had once sat opposite of. Before Doctor Ver had gone bat-shit crazy and before Hibiki had nearly died from having the Gungnir fragments grow within her, all the while saving Kohinata Miku.

The white-haired Symphogear user couldn't help but feel nervous. And this feeling intensified the moment she heard the familiar voice ring out behind her.

"Yukine."

Tsubasa didn't wait for an answer as she sat down in front of Chris. And the latter didn't know what to do. All the things she could have said suddenly evaporated into thin air, never to be seen again.

"Y-…you're late." She mumbled instead. A chuckle was the simple response.

"Was there something you wanted from me, Yukine?" A blush appeared on her cheeks, she didn't know why or how, but her own name coming from the Senpai's lips was accompanied by an unpleasantly pleasant feeling. She wondered how her actual name, Chris, would sound coming from her.

"Sen-…pai!" She suddenly said, confidence bubbling up only to bloom further at the surprised look on Tsubasa's face. "Could you… call me Chris?" She was sure she sounded like some lovesick fool, and nothing more would she have loved more than to bash her head against the nearest wall.

#4. Lightning

Thunder rumbled outside and heavy raindrops pelted against the closed window, as Tsubasa woke up in the middle of the night. It was dark, the only source of light the still running TV on the other side of the room. She was certain however, that the person occupying the couch was already sleeping for a while.

The blue haired idol got off from her bed, careful not to step on anything on the floor – with a second person living with her, she did keep their home clean, but some habits did die hard.

Silently walking to the window, she looked out. The few lights still burning didn't provide much sight of course, but Tsubasa didn't care much about that anyway. She liked rain just as much as the clear blue sky.

Another rumble sounded, but this time it came from within. Turning away from the window, Tsubasa looked towards the sleeping person on the couch.

Within the fraction of a second lightning brightened up the room and blue eyes clashed with purple ones. Mildly surprised the older girl walked over to Chris, holding out her hand.

Come to bed?

The question didn't need to be voiced. They had long since mastered communicating with only their eyes and movements.

Chris took her hand and interlaced their fingers before turning off the TV and plunging them into complete darkness.

#5. Homecoming

Chris fidgeted ever so slightly as she walked behind Tsubasa through the halls of the headquarters. She wanted to say something, anything, but no coherent sentence would form in her mind. She kept quiet, glancing at the blue haired girls' backside as if it was the most fascinating thing she ever saw.

She didn't notice that Tsubasa had stopped walking until she ran into her.

The singer was about to turn around, when she felt two arms wrap around her, gripping her torn leatherjacket tightly. Short and rigorous shakes erupted from behind and Tsubasa was sure that she shouldn't be breaking this sentimental moment with unnecessary words. Bringing her hands up to the pair on her front, she held them softly.

"I'm sorry." The idol could barely hear the whispered words of the other girl. Quickly overthinking her original decisions she turned around and put her arms around the shorter girl in a tight and comforting hug.

She didn't know if Chris wanted her to hear her apology, but nevertheless did she know what it was for.

Betrayal.

"Welcome home, Yukine."