This little gem came from one of the drabbles I made in Unrelated Moments. I can't believe I'm starting another big project even though my other four multi-chapter fics are still on-going (granted, I'm close to finishing two of them so no worries)
Anyway, let's just say this story didn't come from out of the blue, at least not this chapter! Enjoy.
LUCKY STAR
As the blue haired otaku stood outside her classroom, in the halls of Ryoo High, she could not help but wonder what exactly possessed her to commission Hiyori to draw Kagami and Misao in a somewhat... compromising situation. She had even given out specific details drawing itself and how it was to be given to her and managed to negotiate a price that was, all together, reasonable for the type of thing the manga artist was going to draw. She paid in full the moment the transaction was made and, after a weekend of waiting, she received the commission.
In her hands, she held a picture, laser-jet printed onto an A4 sized sheet that was then laminated, that depicted a certain Kagami Hiiragi and another Misao Kusakabe doing a certain action - a certain R 18 action - that was considered to be immoral for two girls to be doing, with their faces red with passion and their bodies a covered with sweat, all of which, drawn in vivid and explicit detail.
Konata remembered that she wanted the drawing for a prank she wanted to do to Kagami come Monday. Over the course of the weekend, which brought with it anime, manga, hours upon hours of MMO gaming, and last minute homework cramming, she had forgotten all about said prank.
When Monday finally came around, Hiyori came up to the third floor where Konata's class room was, called out to her, and when she finally walked up and said asked 'what's up?', handed the drawing to her, enclosed in a large red envelope with the letters NSFW stamped on the center and her name written on the corner.
Konata had already forgotten the reason she commission Hiyori, or that she even commissioned her at all. Thus, it came as no surprise that she had felt surprised that she received said envelope from the raven haired girl. Said girl left immediately after delivering her produced content to her customer, looking a few shades of red short before her nose started bleeding – which she was prone to experiencing.
So Konata stood there, dumb founded and completely oblivious as to the contents of the envelope. She knew what the stamp saying NSFW meant so she was sure that opening it there would be a bad idea. But she was nothing if not impulsive. She stood there, rooted in place, staring at the paper sleeve, wondering just what exactly was hidden inside it. Curiosity got the better of her and she eventually opened the envelope and looked at the contents.
She stared at the image a good long while, completely lost in the absolute beauty and seductively thought provoking qualities of the art. Her face felt hot and unreasonably sweaty as she slipped the drawing back into it's wrapping, hoping no one else saw its contents.
Alright... I'm used to this sort of thing. I've seen a lot of porn. I've read a lot of adult manga. I've played countless dating sims that have sex scenes. It's not that those are any bad, I mean, I've gotten turned on by those things before but... this drawing... this PIECE OF ART... this turns me on... this turns me on A LOT...
As Konata stood there, lost in thought, someone walked up behind her and tapped her shoulder. She jumped and yelped. "Gaaaah...! Oh... Kagami..." The bluenette calmed down the moment she realized who it was.
"Leaning a bit on the antsy side there, Konata..." Kagami commented, worry heard the fringes of her words. "Anyway, what's that you got there?"
A vase dropped in Konata's mind, shattering into a thousand tiny pieces. That question was a question she was NOT prepared to think about, much less answer. And with her thoughts a tangled hot mess, she wasn't in a position to redirect the topic to somewhere else in her usual witty and graceful way. So, of course, she resorted to her back up plan, something she could always do when faced with a situation involving Kagami.
"It's a secret." She said in as seductive a tone as she could muster. It ended up sounding more cute than anything else but the effects remained the same. Kagami leaned back and blushed.
"W-what...?"
"Anyway, I need to g-"
"Wait, what do you mean 'secret'!?"
Konata turned to walk away both too soon and not soon enough - too soon because Kagami wasn't flustered enough, and not soon enough because the surprise from her words was already fading. Right as she moved to make her great escape, Kagami grabbed her arm, which just so happened to be the arm she was holding the envelope with. Right before Konata managed to switch the hold to her other hand, the twin tailed girl snatched it away, reveling in her small victory with a mocking smile of triumph.
With a regained fervor thanks to the internal panic she felt, Konata struggled out of Kagami's grip and made a run for it. "Don't open that, you're gonna regret it!" She yelled as she sprinted through the hall, not minding the direction as any direction other than Kagami's would be the more favorable one if she was to look at the drawing.
Of course, that would mean Konata would never see the reaction. But she knew the entire set up was wrong - there was no build up; there were no safety measures put in place; just a very detailed, albeit lewd, drawing of Kagami and Misao sharing an intimate moment that never actually happened. A prank spelling disaster – something Konata was not willing to face, at least not alone in a hallway while she was still in a blushing daze.
So she ran, as fast as she could – faster than what most people would consider advisable when moving through school hallways – fast enough to injure someone if she ran into them in the wrong way. But she trusted herself to be able to dodge anything and anyone she was in a collision course with. She was confident in her agility and reflexes. Of course, the moment she rounded the corner, all that was thrown out the window as a certain someone was on the other side – a certain someone who brought the unfortunate drawing back into her mind.
LUCKY STAR
Misao Kusakabe, stood in front of the mirror in the girl's restroom as she splashed water on her face.
For the past half hour or so, she had been sleeping. It was during a History lesson, and despite Miss Kuroi's rather enjoyable teaching style, History always made her sleepy – the same way Math always made her want to get her brain bleached so she never had to face such torture again – the same way English classes made her wish that Japanese was the go-to international language instead of the confusing gibberish that was English.
So she rubbed her face, wet with tap water, musing on what she was packed for lunch that day, feeling surprisingly at peace. It was a normal day for her. The classes were still boring, the school bells were still loud enough to wake her up from her naps, and her best friends were still stick-in-the-muds. Especially Kagami.
Kagami. The girl who always scolded her when she was doing anything stupid. The girl who could get her to do her homework regardless of how much she complained. The girl who showed no mercy when they did anything competitively. The girl with twin tails and bright lavender hair, with sparkling blue eyes, with a charming smile, with an even more charming frown. Kagami Hiiragi, the girl whom Misao loved.
Kagami. Kagami. Kagami. Misao repeated in her head. I'm gonna do it. Today is the day I tell her I love her… Today is the day that I will take her off her feet… Today… today is the start of another week where I constantly say that to myself and STILL never do it… The brunette sighed. C'mon, Kusakabe. You're not like this. Say what you want, do what you want! What the hell are you doing!?
Such thoughts were normal for her. As she said herself, that day was just another day of her repeating exactly what she was saying. It was a normal day. Not so normal, however, was when she exited the rest room.
As Misao entered the hallway, she turned to face a midget, sprinting straight at her at high velocity. Konata Izumi, surprisingly elegant in the way she ran – rhythmic and bouncy yet her form – her technique – was efficient. She was a dart, flying at precision speed towards her target, and from the look on her surprisingly surprised face, her target was Misao herself.
Misao blinked. In the seconds between recognition and collision, Misao and Konata locked eyes. For whatever reason, both of them blushed.
According to Newton's Law of Inertia, objects in motion tended to stay in motion. The two met with a painful thud, crumpled to the floor, and slid back, carried by Konata's momentum. The blue head of hair slammed into Misao's stomach, knocking her off balance and the wind out of her. Misao fell on her butt and started rolling backwards, reflexively holding onto Konata as she did so. For a few meters, the two embraced, until they finally used up all their momentum and slowed to a stop.
Misao took a few seconds to assess what was happening. Konata had ran into her and now they were collapsed on the floor. She was lying on her back and the weight on her chest was probably the midget lying on top of her. She opened her eyes the exact moment that Konata sat up.
"What the hell, Izumi? Don't you know running in the halls isn't allowed?" Misao grumbled as the bluenette got off her and helped her sit up.
"Yeah... and now I can see why..." Konata muttered. "You okay?"
"Fine, no thanks to you..."
The two sat there staring at each other, Misao with an annoyed glare and Konata with an apologetic smile. As the two continued their eye contact, Misao noticed a particularly strange thing. Konata was, once again, blushing at her. A number of reasons came to mind as to why she was doing this, most probably that she was thinking something perverted – Kagami had told countless tales about what lewd topics the otaku was familiar with. They were never in full detail but Misao could fill in the blanks.
Before the fanged girl could call Konata out on it, Kagami's voice resounded from around the corner and Konata's face changed to that of a frightened panic. Misao knew immediately what happened and felt both amused at the midget and at the same time, sorry. Whatever prank she had pulled, Kagami was very very pissed.
"Kusakabe, help me." Konata said quickly. "Please..."
"You think I can help? This is angry Hiiragi we're talking about here. You seriously think I can do anything about it?"
"Yes." Konata took Misao's hands and put them on her shoulders. Then, she lied down, pulling Misao on top of her. Then, she wrapped her own arms behind Misao's neck. "No time to explain"
"Wha-?"
"Pucker up!"
What happened next surprised Misao more than she could explain. Konata had pulled her into a kiss – a particularly wet one as Misao's face was still a bit damp from splashing her face earlier – and it brought with it a mix of sensations – possibly the most bizarre blend she had ever experienced. Konata's shoulders felt small – almost frailly so. She could feel the bone under her fingers. They were like a child's, and yet she knew they weren't. Konata's hands were gentle, even as the they slid from behind her neck, around to her cheeks, and down to her chest. They were like a seamstress', precise and fluid. Konata's smell, was faint yet distinct. A particularly strange aroma of sweat, paper, and dust, not unlike an old library's. And most of all, Konata's lips were soft and unexpectedly sweet – they tasted like chocolate.
Misao was lost in her senses the moment their lips touched. Little did she know that Kagami was standing right behind her, staring at the scene with a look of confusion and profound embarrassment.
"I… I'll leave you two to yourselves..." She muttered as she slowly walked away.
The kiss lasted a few more seconds before Misao regained her wits and pulled away.
"WHAT THE HELL, IZUMI!?" She yelled, then followed with a hiss as she stood and picked Konata up by the collar. "That was my first kiss…!"
Konata was still visibly shaken by the lip-to-lip contact and simply stared a Misao, face flushed enough for even Misao to feel. "It was my first kiss too..." She said wistfully.
"That's beside the point, shorty." The Brunette sighed, lowering Konata back on the ground. "Isn't kissing something only people who are dating are supposed to do?"
As Konata slowly regained her senses, she began walking away. But her thoughts weren't completely in order yet. Something embarrassing slipped out. "Then maybe we should start dating?" Konata realized what she said a little too late. Looking back, she saw the face of shock brandished by Misao and cursed herself. "Hey, just a suggestion. I'm up for it, you know?" She added awkwardly.
Hoping not to make the scene any worse, Konata made her escape. "Anyway, bye"
Misao just stood there, dumb founded and not entirely sure how to respond. Up until the bell rang and snapped her out of her daze, she stood rooted to the spot. Of course, when the end of the lunch period came, she stomped her foot in frustration upon realizing: She was not able to eat her lunch.
LUCKY STAR
So this is a 300 word drabble extended to around 2000 words. And, when I update this, even more words.
There's one other long Konata/Misao fic by Tetsumi Amaya called The Otaku and Dumb Character which is a wonderful read that I'd like to have others read as well. It's fun and cute and I like it. It hasn't updated in a long time but the author said that it will be updated eventually. I draw much of my inspiration from that fic as I start this one.
I feel like Konata/Misao is a dynamic that has never been tried to its full potential. (Stories with Konami? We're over saturated with stories of them. Stories with Misao? So very few.) So there's a lot of untapped potential here. I just hope I'll be able to actually tap it.
I promise, this story won't be forgotten. Like all my other stories, this one will eventually receive an update. (Maybe not in 3 days. Maybe not a week. Maybe not even a month. But eventually) Until then, I hope you enjoyed this.
