Kidou: I thought you said you hated romantic fics.

Me: *mumbles* Valentines Day stuff *mumbles*

Sakuma: I think it'll be grand; I'm always your preferred guy while writing romance.

Me: *mumbles* Yeah, whatever *mumbles*

Kidou/Sakuma: *sweatdrop*

Sakuma: Aww, Neo-Chan, what's wrong?

Kidou: *sigh* She's missing SC.

Sakuma: Who? *puzzled*

Kidou: Never mind. Do the disclaimer will you?

Sakuma: Uh, okay. *still puzzled*

Disclaimer: NeON owns nothing.

Curtain rises.

Cupid's conspiracy.

13th Feb 2012, Monday.

Stupid cupid, you're a real mean guy

I'd like to clip your wings so you can't fly

For quite some days, there had been a sweet fragrance in the air. It was as if the whole town ofKeiowas in a festive mood. And why wouldn't they be? February was here, and with it came delivery trucks jam-packed with flowers, hushed rumors in school hallways about secret confessions on the sacred day and a yet another chance at finding the special someone. The shops filled up with soft toys, chocolate boxes and glass bottles of perfumes.

I'm in love and it's a crying shame
And I know that you're the one to blame

One more days of waiting for the much-awaited morning of 14th Feb that Aphrodite sends her messengers soaring down to earth willing them to spread some love. There was a great hustle about her Palace and a great many accidents had occurred, for the little cupids-in-training were eager about the occasion, finally receiving an opportunity to put into practice what they had been trained for. Some playful ones had spilled love potions on the marble floor, and pink-white frills and heart shaped balloons had been flying about all day. Aphrodi dodged another headless arrow sent flying by the impish first years and continued going through his checklist. He looked up only when he nearly collided into Carina.

"Hey," the cheerful blonde angel greeted him. She was dressed as usual in a royal blue colored tunic and a silk white blouse. On her left arm was a gold band of oak leaves, which symbolized her as the messenger of Zeus.

Aphrodi, clearly disgruntled by the preparations and annoyed by the naughty first years, scowled at her.

"What are you doing here?" he questioned, devastated as a couple of little cupids bounced around them on a giant, red rubber ball.

"I thought you might need some help," Carina replied, nodding at the mess all over the once breathtakingly beautiful palace. A large piece of red satin hung between two marble pillars, which two cupids were messing with, a lake of potion had formed on the floor, on which a wizened senior carrying a pile of scrolls now slipped and sent the scrolls flying.

Carina and Aphrodi both ducked to avoid being thumped by the heavy scrolls. The poor senior looked about confused, dazed by his fall and started picking up the fallen scrolls, now dripping with potion.

Aphrodi sighed; it had been a disastrous day, "sure," he said, "I could use some help."

Hey, hey - set me free
Stupid cupid, stop pickin' on me!

Night had fallen by the time Carina and Aphrodi managed to get everything in order. The young ones were asleep in their dorms and the silence seemed surprisingly soothing. Aphrodi sighed with relief everything had been done pleasingly, and now he could loosen up for a while before the big, important, and busy St. Valentines day dawned. He poured himself a glass of lavender wine and asked Carina if she wanted one. Carina nodded, but by the time she finished one, Aphrodi was down to his eleventh. And by the time he emptied what remained in his fifteenth he was without doubt, wholly drunk.

"You know –hic-Cari," he mumbled, "I'm sick of this entire –hic- Valentines day crap."

You mixed me up but good right from the very start
Hey, go play Robin Hood with somebody else's heart.

As the great clock stuck twelve, its rhythmic chimes vibrating into the dewy night, Cari hurried down the huge staircase of Aphrodite's palace, only three things on her mind:

One, Aphrodi was drunk, and he had fled into the living world carrying a bunch of love arrows, potions and intoxicating perfumes.

Two, St. Valentines day had formally begun.

And three, if she couldn't stop him, Valentines Day would be ruined and as a result of Aphrodite's fury it would be banished, Forever.

Curtain drops.

Sakuma: *jaw drop* you wrote this?

Me: Yeah. *nods*

Sakuma: really?

Me: *dark aura* is that so hard to believe?

Sakuma: *nervous laughter* no I um-

Kidou: just ignore him will you?

Me: Anyway, thank you for reading and review people, and who knows, Aphrodite might reward your kindness this February.