The Real Ideal Heroine

Chapter 1

Notes: Hi people, my 2nd ever fanfic, so please support me! BTW, I am still working on my crossover, 'The World Kayaba Only Knows'. I will be working on this and that. Please read it if you also like SAO.

It was a snowy night and in the Katsuragi household, Keima as usual stared at his six monitors playing six gal-games at once at a speed that looked as if he had six arms. It was a sight to behold. It was unlikely that anybody else on Earth has such a power that can only be known as Keima's, 'God of Conquest' mode.

"Kami-Nii-Sama?" Elsie opened Keima's door slowly.

Of course, no response came from behind the chair that Keima is sitting on. "I made dinner sense Ohka-Sama went out to dinner with her old bike gang."

Yes, Mari, who is Keima's mother used to be part of a bike gang before his dad 'conquered' her and she calmed down, however sometimes if she becomes angry, she would let her hair down and show her biker side which isn't good to see.

Still no response from Keima. Elsie walked up to him beside his gaming chair with six game controllers practically infused with his chair.

"Kami-Nii Sama?" She tried again.

However her attempts were fruitless. Keima was completely absorbed in his games. He was completely disconnected from the real world.

Keima's stomach growled in hunger; yet he paid no attention and continued gaming which of course worried Elsie. She expected him to collapse in hunger very soon.

"Kami-Nii-Sama." Again, nothing. Elsie puffed out her cheeks, took in a deep breath, and...

"KAMI-NII-SAMA!" She yelled into his ears completely shocking him and he fell out of his chair.

Keima stood up and looked up at his monitors on the wall to make sure nothing bad happened. To his horror, on the bottom right screen, a long pink haired girl had a sharp silver knife equipped and pointed it at the protagonist ready to stab.

"A death flag." Keima murmured. "Damn, when I fell out of my chair, I must have pressed a button by mistake and commenced a death flag. All because of... her." He turned his head to Elsie.

Keima glared coldly at her with a threatening aura quickly surrounding him.

"Oh! Looks like I forgot to add the seasoning to the food! Oops-a-daiseys!" Elsie retreated to the door. "I'll bring the food to you when it's done."

Keima became agitated quickly to Elsie's pathetic attempt to escape the storm that is his anger.

"Why can't I have one week to myself!?" He yelled to Elsie before she left the room who then turned around. "I haven't had anytime to play my games sense you arrived! I've been caught up in this loose soul business for too long now! And the goddesses! I had to deal with them for an entire week! I went way above the call of duty for them. My backlog is doubling every week because of this! It's Christmas vacation! The holiday of giving! Just GIVE ME a week to myself!"

"Bu... but Kami-Nii-Sama" Elsie stumbled over her words." I... I thought Christmas is... also the time to be with family; not to be in your dark room by yourself." A downtrodden Elsie whispered softly.

So it seemed as if Elsie had a card up her sleeve; however Keima now could play his triumph card.

Keima towered over Elsie and stared his piercing eyes directly into her own eyes.

"You're not part of my family. You're a demon from hell. You're only pretending to be my little sister because of the contract." Keima deadpanned pointing at his purple choker. "If you really feel that family is so important; go back to hell and pay them a visit. Plus, my family's right here!" His face lit up as he pointed to the many girls on the monitors.

Keima ran back to his games and continued his many conquests.

However he failed to notice Elsie now staring at the ground, her dark hair covering her eyes. A single tear fell from her eyes and she left Keima's room.

The day before Christmas eve arrived the next day. Keima sat at the small wooden table in Cafe Grandpa, his mother's cafe she ran. As usual he was playing his PFP at a speed comparable to a rapid fire SMG.

"Keima! Eat your breakfast! I won't let you leave until you eat."

Keima didn't even respond as he face-planted into the pancake and swooped it up into his mouth and swallowed it whole. All while playing his PFP at the same time.

Mari covered her face with her hand. "What am I going to do with that boy?" She turned to Elsie who was quietly fiddling with her food.

"Elsie. What's the matter dear? You don't seem to happy about something? Is it Kodama-Sensei and how he assigned a project over break? God! The nerve of some people! I wonder if he does this crap just to piss people off!" Mari ranted on loosing her temper; most notably to her phone as she slammed it repeatedly on the counter.

"It's nothing Okha-Sama. Just sleepy today! That's all!" Elsie quickly snapped on an adorable smile.

Keima lowered his gaze on the PFP and focused his eyes on Elsie. He wasn't the type to not notice odd behaviors. Otherwise he wouldn't be called the, 'God of Conquest'. He could clearly tell that Elsie was lying. But why? She isn't the type to lie if she was upset. Unless she was truly upset about something.

Keima has only seen Elsie this upset once. Back in the summer where she became upset because of how she couldn't do anything to help Hinoki and what she went through during her 'capture'. So the 2-B pencils forced him to bring Elsie to Desney Sea, the amusement park, to cheer her up; which drastically failed. It seemed only to piss her off more for reasons he doesn't know. So he had to take matters into her own hands and bring her to a fire station which seemed to work.

However he didn't want to go through with that again. But, he decided to cheer Elsie up again. It's practically unbearable to see her unhappy; Keima had to admit even if the real is something not to pay attention to. But why is she upset now? Was is the way he yelled at her last night? Keima stood up from the table.

"I'm going to the game store now. Elsie. Would you like to accompany me?"

Elsie's face practically radiated pure joy." Yea! Let's go! I'll go get my jacket!"

Keima deduced it was already working well and decided to wait outside for her.

Keima waited impatiently outside by the snow covered street playing his PFP when a man in blue, a mailman, walked up to him.

"Is this the Katsuragi residence?" He asked.

"Yes."

The mailman handed him a small stack of letters and went on his way.

Keima quickly flipped through the stack and to his horror, he discovered a pink letter from... Kanon Nakagawa. She is Keima's third conquest target and the host of the goddess Apollo; who is the main reason this letter was sent to him. Otherwise, Kanon wouldn't have any memory of him.

Elsie then ran out of the door in her green jacket."Kami-Sama! Sorry I took so long! I couldn't find my jacket right away! What are you holding?" Elsie asked looking over Keima's shoulder.

"Nothing important. Take these and give them to Mari and we will go." Keima handed the other letters to Elsie while stuffing Kanon's letter in his sweatshirt pocket.

After doing so, they headed toward the train station and headed off towards Narusawa city. Keima ran to the game store and fell on his knees.

"Kami-Sama?" Elsie worryingly asked as she finally caught up to Keima.

"Damn you real! Damn you! Closed for the holidays!? It's not even Christmas eve until tomorrow! Why!? Why must this happen?!"

As he complained, many by-standers walked by him giving odd looks and others giggled with their friends.

"Kami-Sama, people are laughing at you, we should go."

"So many games with so many heroines to be saved. Why must they be locked up like this? Confined and alone without a savior to guide them."

"But Kami-Sama, they aren't real people you know."

"Don't say that! The heroines in the ideal are much better than the girls in the real! Like I've said before, all the girls in the real are all plain with weak parameters! They have no qualifications to be a heroine!"

Elsie backed away as Keima ranted at her for what she said.

Oh wait. Didn't Keima want to cheer Elsie up as well.?Ranting on like that probably isn't helping.

"Anyway, sense we're here; let's find something to do." He quickly backed off.

Keima brought Elsie to the same fire station they visited half a year ago. Of course Elsie immediately ran towards the fire trucks. So while she was distracted; Keima took out Kanon's letter. Inside was a neatly handwritten letter.

Dear Keima-Kun,
Thank you for saving my life. It means the world to me. I can never pay you back. I am forever in your debt. I want to invite you to my concert tomorrow. You can come any day on the ticket, but tomorrow will be our one year! Bring Elsie too, I want to pay her back for posing as me that week. Oh, did I tell you? I got new tazers incase you don't show up! :)
With lots of love, Kanon

That last line put chills down Keima's back. He found two tickets to Kanon's concert. Backstage passes as well. The date was for the 24th, 26th, and the 27th of December. She also told him to go tomorrow. That would be one year sense he kissed her for the first time. Obviously he would have to go tomorrow or he was sure that last line would bite him in the butt. He also might as well get her something.

Keima sighed. That's probably the reason Kanon didn't just e-mail him. She had to give tickets to him. His life was really being taken from him.

Keima grabbed Elsie around noon for lunch at a ramen shop. Keima finally had time to play his PFP while Elsie ate.

"Kami-Sama, don't you want to eat?" Elsie worried.

"No time, I have to make up for last weeks games I missed out. Plus, it's not my day out anymore, it's yours. Do what you want to do."

"But... but Kami-Sama. I want you to eat."

"Don't worry about... hmphh!" Elsie stuffed some of her ramen into Keima's mouth as her face reddened.

After that, Keima and Elsie rode the train back to Majima city.

On the train, Keima asked, "Are you feeling happier now?"

"What do you mean Kami-Sama?"

"You seemed unhappy this morning."

"Didn't I say that I was just sleepy?" Elsie laughed.

"Don't lie to me. It may work on Mari, but it doesn't on me. Something else was troubling you. It was me yelling at you yesterday. Wasn't it? So, i'm sorry."

At that point, right there on the train, Elsie tackled Keima.

"Arigato, Kami-Sama!"

The rest of the trip was rather normal with Keima playing his PFP. Elsie however stared out the window.

'So he hasn't forgotten about me.' Elsie thought to herself with a smile.

Notes: Well, what do you think? R&R! I hope to get this to around 30 chapters at least. This is why my crossover has been on a hiatus; I've been thinking this through all month. Please review. I feel lonely without reviews! Let me know if I should invest my time on this! Might also change the title. I'm kind of yes and no for it.