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DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN LOVE LIVE! SCHOOL IDOL PROJECT

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Everything that you read here are no where canon, sadly. But if you will ask me, everything here happens lol.

Chapter 1

Tsubasa

When the local school idol group μ's of Otonokizaka High School won the first Love Live! Kira Tsubasa felt the proudest in her life. She has been supporting them since she watched them perform START:DASH when they only had three members who were Honoka, Kotori, and Umi. The performance caught her attention, especially the center then, Honoka. She always wanted to meet her to befriend her because she idolized her, she was infatuated with her.

Every member of μ's were attractive in their own ways, they must have won because each of them complemented the team. Tsubasa felt happy every time she watched them, their energy seemed to be rubbing on to anyone who watched them-maybe that was another reason why they won, because everyone wanted to cheer for them.

According to the information she gathered in the internet, the three first years of μ's were the musically gifted Nishikino Maki, the athletic and cheerful Hoshizora Rin, and the sweet and adorable Koizumi Hanayo. On the other hand, the five second years were the mischievous Tojou Nozomi, the Russian ballerina Ayase Eli, the girl she suspected to be "The Legendary Maid", Minami Kotori, the traditionally beautiful and ever-so-precise archer, Sonoda Umi, and her very own bias, the most beautiful person in her entire universe who always stood out, the center, Kousaka Honoka. Oh, and not to forget the only third year member, Yazawo Nic-, Yazawa Nico.

Kira Tsubasa was but a first-year student in UTX high school. She was not a school idol herself, but she considered to be one with for talent in music composition, she could be useful when making songs. Heck, she even planned to transfer to Otonokizaka and join their group, only if her friends would join her.

After school, she usually hung out with her friends Toudou Erena and Yuuki Anju in the school coffee shop. The three of them were members of the school's cheering squad, and as embarrassing as it was, Tsubasa had to admit being the cheerleaders' captain. People seemed to like her cheer-leading because whenever she did, they cheered for her, too.

"It's getting late," Anju said in a slightly high-pitched voice as she twirled her hair, eye-ing the other two. "Don't any of you have a date or something?"

"You know that I don't," Erena said flatly though smirking slightly, "But if you want, you can be my date. Let me take you out, let's kiss in the rain, and wish upon the stars!"

Hearing those cheesy words, Anju nearly choked on her coffee, spitting it inelegantly as her lost her composure, her hand wet with the bittersweet substance.

"What the hell? That was terrible!" Anju said blushing, "That caught me off guard! Erena, you sneaky little—"

Because they're in public and people were looking, the three first years tried to laugh as quietly as possible to avoid the judgmental stares, which was impossible. As the hype of seeing an embarrassed Anju faded, the laughing became tolerable to conceal and gradually subsided.

"You know that there's no way I would do that Anju," said Erena as she laughed.

"Of course, I know you won't! But you don't usually talk that way so- UGH! That was so unfair!"

Still chuckling slightly, Tsubasa lend Anju who was sitting beside her, a piece of tissue to help her clean the mess. She was grateful that Anju was holding her cup using the hand farther from her, or else she herself would need a share of tissue paper.

She seriously wanted to punch Anju when she started to smirk annoyingly asking a question as predictable as, "What about you, huh, Tsubasa?"

"What?"

She knew it. She knew what was coming, this girl will tease her about her— uhm, about her preferences.

"Why don't you see that girl? Perhaps have a date? The leader of that idol group, that Kousaka Honoka…?"

"Shut it, Anju! I don't even like her like that! I'm not even gay."

"Fufu~! Then, why is her picture the background picture of your phone?"

"Hey-I just like her voice! Like, the way she sings, I think it's amazing! I'll punch anyone who would say otherwise. And her smile! It's just so cute and—" Tsubasa stopped, knowing that she said too much and that it was only feeding off Anju's teasing.

Anju just rolled her eyes as a response, giving her friend the look she only gave to pathetic things.

This made Tsubasa clench her teeth as she grew aware of the blush on her face, it was embarrassing for Tsubasa because she knew just how much this girl can see through her like a transparent glass of clear water.

Anju just nodded affirmatively when she said, "You're totally going to see her. Right now."

"What? Really? You're kidding! What are you up to, Anju?" Tsubasa blushed so red that Nishikino Maki could eat her thinking she's a tomato. Her heart started to get out of its usual rhythm, in fact its tempo was probably faster than the healthy amount. The reason was not because of the thought that she might look edible enough for Nishikino, but it's something about meeting Kousaka. Let's phrase this feeling in this way—excitement.

"I'm not kidding," Anju only grinned, "Lucky you, my sister found out where she lives. And she told me~"

Anju couldn't stop smiling while giving Tsubasa a small piece of paper. Written in it was the address of the shop where the Kousaka girl was said to be spotted. As the other girl received it carefully, excitement was apparent in her face.

"Thank you."

It took only a short drive from her school to the alleged home of her idol. Standing outside was Tsubasa, her heart was pounding on her chest, her sweat glands were mysteriously being overactive, her vision was blurred, and her ears felt cloudy. She didn't even know why. Why does she feel this way? She just had to open the door and the dream meeting of her life may occur anytime. Why was it way easier said than done to just open that door? This was the opportunity she was longing for, she just needed the guts to open that door. She took a small step with this in her mind. Stalling no longer, she successfully managed to enter the shop.

An unknown woman who was standing in the counter flinched as she entered, she smiled and looked at her welcomingly, "Welcome to Kousaka Japanese sweet shop~!"

Kousaka. The word ringed in her ears as it dawned at her that she was indeed in the right place. Panic was building up out of nowhere. I turned out that nowhere was her guts after all. She thought to herself that she's supposed to be excited, not nervous and panicking. But just before she turned around to retreat, the door opened with a bang. Her overworked heart just stopped beating. The cause of that magical door opening was probably her.

Her.

Just as Tsubasa thought it couldn't get any worse because of how bad things were, she was wrong.

Everything turned black and her memories betrayed her like Brutus. She could not really trust her memory at the time.

That night, she lied there on her bed, tired and unsure about what happened during the day—yesterday, because technically she's been up until it's early morning. Everything that happened after seeing that stupid Japanese sweet shop was a blur. She was amazed at how her cardiovascular system managed to keep up with her system during that day. Her dream friend is now her friend.

She looked at her phone to confirm the amazing thing that can't be true. There was her number saved in her phone.

Honoka-senpai

She pinched herself, hard. It hurt. She groaned as she looked at her phone. It's still there.

Honoka-senpai

There's no way she's sleeping tonight.

Kira Tsubasa did not sleep that night. But she slept during her classes, thus she regained some of the energy that she lost during the encounter of her life last night. Her memories were even starting to make sense one at a time. Amazed, she was tempted to smash her head on her table, but she did not. She could have hurt her precious forehead if she tried doing that. And everyone would see her and the stupid lump on her forehead as an evidence of her pettiness, not to mention that she would look stupid and would grab unwanted attention. She felt embarrassed just by thinking about it, she shook her head as a faint blush covered her cheeks.

No matter how embarrassing her thoughts were, it can't top her the embarrassment of reality events. She tapped her pen on her notebook vigorously as she dwelled on her actions and its consequences.

Kira Tsubasa was so glad that she passed out yesterday in Kousaka family's house just after Honoka entered.

All she could remember while passing out were indistinct voices, uncharacteristically slow gravity, and the pain pulsing in her head because it fell hard on the hard floor. It was the best concussion-giving door incident experience of her life.

She regained consciousness in a soft surface very different from the comfort of the hard floor. Though she didn't miss the hard floor, she jerked up, eyes wide, when she realized that this is an unfamiliar place. If the Kousakas were kind enough she could be in a guest room, or if she's lucky enough—she could be…

A girly squeak woke up her senses. She scanned the room looking for the source of the sound when the girl spoke.

"Hey! Hey! Don't worry, it's okay," Kousaka Honoka's hands were in the air, shaking her head to assure the other girl. Smiling, she asked, "You okay?"

Tsubasa nodded. Her senses were overloading. Everything, and nothing were working at the same time. Hand in hand. Tsubasa went blank.

The Kousaka girl only laughed. She offered her hand to the other, pulling her up. She let her sit beside her. She gave her something, then poured something onto some container.

"Let's just eat, then." She said with an upbeat tone that Tsubasa could not comprehend. "Food makes everything better!"

She stretched her hand out to shake Tsubasa's.

"I'm Kousaka Honoka."

I know.

The shake was firm and friendly. She could not believe that she actually shook hands with the Kousaka Honoka.

"I'm Kira Tsubasa."

Gradually, her heartbeat was slowing down, her vision was getting less blurry, her ears less cloudy, her senses were coming back. She could actually smell the aroma of green tea that the other girl just poured earlier.

Kousaka jumped on her seat like she remembered something, then she faced Tsubasa pressing her hands together in a praying position, "Sorry, I hit you with the door earlier!"

"You what?"

"I was very excited!" exclaimed her, bowing lower and pressing her hands harder.

Tsubasa exhaled, she tried to concentrate while rubbing a certain sore part of her head trying to find where the door hit her. Ouch.

"It's okay! Stop it—"

But the girl just shook her head with an inhumanely amount of power. "You can hit me, too!" she pleaded, eyes already tearing up.

"No! It's okay—Just stop it"

How do I make her stop?

"Hit me!"

"Stop!"

"Hit me!"

"T-That's-"

"Please!"

Then she hit her. In the head. Hard.

They both gasped.

Tsubasa could not resist it. She was being pushy about it, and she wouldn't stop. But now, the ginger-haired girl was groaning in pain, hands on her head, tears on her face.

"S-sorry!" hurriedly, she helped her up.

Kousaka just smiled. "But you feel better now. Don't you?"

They both laughed.

"Why did you do that? What are you? Are you a masochist?" Tsubasa asked, impressed.

"Hey! You were all tensed up." the other girl nudged, "Just relax, okay?"

"O-okay," said Tsubasa, "Kousaka-senpai."

"What!?" she giggled, looking embarrassed. "Just call me Honoka! Okay? Tsubasa-chan~"

For the first time this evening, Tsubasa smiled. Relaxed and no longer worrying. Her mind was clear as her façade.

"Okay. Honoka-senpai."

Just thinking about the events last night made her squeal, she clenched her hands tightly under her table to hide it from the class. The unusually dumb expression might be invisible to most, but Anju and Erena were not just as easily fooled. The two exchanged knowing looks between curiosity, excitement, and a bit of worry.

After the gym practice for their cheer, Anju asked Tsubasa about last night. Excitement took full control of her, making her confess everything. She knew that she was only feeding her friends more information to tease her, but she couldn't care less. She was so glad she's friends with Honoka-senpai.

"Congratulations, Tsubasa," said Erena, looking at Anju, "We're glad for you."

Anju jumped on her, her hands on Tsubasa's shoulders. Winking, she said, "You know, you should at least treat us~" her smile turning to a grin, "I gave you her address after all~"

So, she treated her friends the most expensive item on the menu.

"That sure was an amazing encounter, huh? You never treat me to anything for 7 years!"

"Oh, come on!" Tsubasa slapped her upper arm playfully, "You can afford it yourself!"

Then, the always cool Toudou Erena was abruptly interrupted with a bone-cracking hug from the happy celebrant.

"Thank you so much, Erena!" she flashed her the charming smile that motivated the UTX varsity to win as Champions in the nationals, "If you hadn't gave me her address, I woudn't—"

Her sentence was cut short when she felt a searing pain in that spot with a door history. She knew that her facial expression was that of a crazy woman when she saw Erena covering her own mouth, concealing a laugh. Unlike yesterday where she was cautious, today Tsubasa didn't care if someone had noticed them doing embarrassing things.

"Ouch! That hurt, Anju!" she hissed loudly, hands on the spot, "What the hell?"

"Seems like that door banged it pretty hard~"

Erena, who should be busy with her food was giggling, shaking her head lightly at the two's brawl.

"Aw~" Tsubasa teased though embracing Anju. "Look who's jealous~"

"I'm not jealous, you're just full of yourself, Tsubasa!"

Anju pinched both of her cheeks so intense, she was sure it's going to sag for the rest of her life. Even though in pain, there's no way Tsubasa was going to let Anju win over her. She pinched the other girl's cheeks, but harder. After a few seconds of struggling, Anju let go defiantly and took the hand-shaped pincers away from her cheeks.

On her way home, in the car, Tsubasa messaged Honoka nervously.

Tsubasa-chan (5:41 pm): Are you guys busy today?

Honoka-senpai (5:44 pm): Not really

Honoka-senpai (5:44 pm): We're already going home

Honoka-senpai (5:45 pm): Why? :)

She was surprised that she replied so quickly. Aren't idols busy?

Tsubasa-chan (5:45 pm): Nothing really. I'm just checking on you. Is it that bad for a junior to check on her senior?

Honoka-senpai (5:46 pm): Aww…

Honoka-senpai (5:46 pm): That's sweet! 3

Honoka-senpai (5:46 pm): Thank you Tsubasa-chan!

Tsubasa-chan (5:46 pm): Can we hang out sometime?

Honoka-senpai (5:47 pm): Sure!

Tsubasa-chan (5:47 pm): I'll come over tomorrow then

Honoka-senpai (5:47 pm): Okay! I'll wait for you Tsubasa-chan!

Like a boss. She managed an appointment to hangout with Honoka-senpai, the center of μ's, the founder of her idolized idol group, and a senior who didn't even go to the same school as hers, like a boss.

Forgive me everyone, for I have sinnned. Apparently, I changed their ages and situations (This is an AU so deal with it). This is a TsubaHono stuff, where Tsubasa is a first-year. How can she stay in character with this setting? I don't know and she probably won't (kidding), but I'll try to make it happen (because I want it to happen myself), just wait. Okay?

Reviews, comments, and suggestions are all welcome (because I'm a people pleaser, I know it's you know- but yeah).

Thank you all for reading!