The Closeted Harajuku: Chapter 1

In school, Yozora Hasekura is the new (tsundere) secretary, in the third year, who is slightly feared due to her brash and cold behaviour towards most people. Yozora would wear her uniform neatly, with black and grey striped socks and on most days, black sneakers, especially in when in a mood for kendo. Straight A student, judoka, kendoka, computer tech, eh...otaku.
When outside school, the auburn-haired Seika High student would avoid any familiar peers she sees. This is only because she hides the fact that she is quite absorbed into oshare kei (a Japanese fashion and music genre), especially Charlotte (an oshare kei band). Lightly onto the fashion but more onto the band. Contrary to her character in school her Harajuku style reflects her kind and cute side, in some way. Like a blessing in disguise.

Our story starts on a normal Thursday at Seika High, the students chillin' out around the school. Yozora has only been at the school for two months, yet she was already known as much as the president. She sat in the student council room, her blazer off, reading reverse harem manga, chewing gum and listening to Charlotte on her iPod.
Being the sensitive character she was, she would unintentionally hit anyone who disturbs her, since she was always alert of her surroundings.

"Yukimura! Have you got the files!"
"H-hai! B-but-"
"But what!"
"But...the person who wrote some of them appears to be handicapped so it could be wrong!"

Yozora sighed as the noise ruined her moment of peace but decided to let it go. Normally she would shout or throw something at the person...

-Flashback-

"Ano, Takashi-san, why do you have a girls' uniform with you?"
"Yukimura-san, I need to ask a favour! Please change into this uniform!"
"B-but...why!"
"Takashi-kun's mom has been bugging him about getting a girlfriend so you're our decoy."
"D-decoy!"

"Urusai!"

The three student council members turned to where the loud angry yell came from, only to have a chair and desk being thrown towards them, hitting them all in the face, physically crashing them into the wall.
They all looked up at the tall figure on fire before them. They began to tremble as they saw Yozora, with fire in her eyes, gritting sharp teeth.

"Gomen nasai!"

-End of Flashback-

...but she has made herself a decision to be a bit nicer and get closer to more people. It wasn't a regret, just a change. A leopard can change its spots.
The people Yozora was closest to were Misaki, Shintani, Sakura and Shizuko. She was friends with net idol Aoi Hyoudou as well. Although they don't actually respect each other, they're still quite close and often meet up in the streets, both dressed up as lolitas. Yozora didn't actually get along very well with Usui Takumi, because he often teased her, especially after seeing her in a Decora (some kind of pink fashion genre) dress during the weekend some time after she became the student council secretary.

The blonde boy, as usual, stood by Misaki's desk, who was fanning herself whilst her 'friend' chewed gum. He blew a bubble which made a very loud pop, actually startling poor Yukimura who dropped half of the paperwork he was carrying into the room.

"Usui! Sweets are prohibited in here! And look what you did to Yukimura!" Misaki scolded with devil features as she glared at Usui, also pointing at Yukimura who was on the floor, trembling with tiny tears in his eyes as he picked up the scattered papers across the floor.
Usui didn't reply as he simply popped another bubble, which annoyed Misaki even more, before smirking at her and threw out the gum from where he stood. The small piece of chicle-made sweet perfectly got thrown into the bin.
Yozora stared at him, bewildered by his actions. Usui noticed and continued to smirk, noticing something on her temple, just half of it covered by her sidebangs.

"Ne, Zora-chan, where did that bruise come from?" he asked, leaning by Misaki's chair.
"What?" Misaki looked at him then turned to Yozora and pulled a surprised look as she saw the thing Usui pointed out.
"It's nothing." Said Yozora stubbornly. "I just hit the door this morning, okay?"
"Doesn't seem like something you would let happen." Misaki pointed out, now more serious. "Don't tell me you got into a fight with Aratake Gouki again."
"Sort of..."
"What do you mean sort of!" Misaki yelled. "Your self-defensive! How can you easily get a bruise from another fight with him!"
"He got a bruise too!" Yozora argued, standing up from her chair.
"Honestly..." the brunette sighed.
"Some boys annoy you because they like you, you know." Usui said bluntly, hands stuck in his pockets. Misaki blinked at his comment. He winks at her as Misaki blushes lightly.
"What does that have to do with the situation, you perverted alien!"
"I'm human. And I speak human."
"No, but seriously! What's your point?"
"Maybe Aratake is only picking up fights with Zora-chan because he likes her."
"I seriously doubt that." Yozora sighs, rubbing her bruise, sending a slight pain through her head. "What about you! How far have you two gone with your relationship!"
"Yozora!" Misaki's blush turns darker as she tried using words to put down Yozora's accusing finger pointing at her and Usui, who simply smirked.
"So what? Are you telling me that I should stop fighting?"
"Uh..." Misaki wasn't sure of a reply to her secretary's question. "I just think you should keep a more peaceful profile. It's funny how you're slightly verbally violent outside school, picking up fights with Aratake Gouki yet never getting kidnapped by him but you're a student council member in school and a judoka."
"Maybe you're right..." Yozora mumbled to herself, putting down her manga. Her moment of thoughts was interrupted by the door slamming open, only to reveal the student council accountant Kenji Sawa panting, clutching onto his knees.

"Miyabigaoka..." he began. "The Miyabigaoka Student Council..."

"They're here, aren't they?" Misaki asked, looking out the window, as Yozora did the same. "Gather the members outside in the hall. Yukimura, you too."
"Hai!" the vice and the accountant went separate ways to find the other student council members. Yozora calmly stood up from her seat and began walking out.

"Where the hell are you going?" Misaki asked, staring at her with a sweatdrop, seeing how flustered she already was while the pink-haired girl was still calm. She replied with a calm look as well.
"I'm just going to the girls' restroom." She said, looking back at Misaki through her shoulder. "Calm down. I'll return."

At that, she left to whatever hygienic business she had to take care of.

That girl...is practically inhuman.

Misaki thought to herself. She then shook her head mentally and went outside where most of the members were already gathered in a line. That was fast.
Just a few minutes later, the brunette catches sight of the white uniforms of the Miyabigaoka students, the president in the middle with his bleached blonde hair noticeable.

"I can never forget those eyes..." Misaki muttered to herself as she catches the sharp golden eyes that went with the bleached blonde hair of Igarashi Tora.
Him and his peers were slowly approaching, catching all the students' attention.

Oh, Yozora, where are you?

The visitors stopped, and Tora gestured a bow.

"A pleasure to be here again, Ayuzawa Misaki." He said, gaining his posture.
"And a pleasure to see you again, Igarashi Tora." Misaki replied with a slight clare, causing Tora to smirk.

There was an awkward silence after that, the tension between the two presidents growing. Until Misaki heard soft footsteps behind her. She looked through her shoulder and sweatdropped as she saw her secretary, a slim wooden sword in hand, her shoulder blade-length tied up.

Her reaction caught the other members' eyes', and they reacted the same way, causing their visitors to wonder.

"What...the hell...is that?" Misaki asked, stepping forward towards Yozora. "I thought you just went to the restroom."
"I did." Said Yozora, untying her hair and letting it down. "But Karubo saw me walk out and he just gave me this."
"O...kay..." said Misaki, eyeing the sword in Yozora's hand. "Okay, uh..."

Misaki put an arm around Yozora's shoulders and pushed her forward.

"Igarashi Tora, this is our new secretary, Hasekura Yozora."

"Interesting. So now you have another girl on the board." Said Tora as he approached you. Yozora stared at him blankly, but was caught off guard when Tora took her hand and gently kissed it.
"Nice to meet you, Hasekura-san. I look forward to cooperating with you." He said in a whisper, leaning in by Yozora's ear, giving no effect on the newcomer. He pulled away, secretly disappointed by her reaction and let go of her hand.

"Cut to the chase, why exactly are you here?" Misaki asked, barging in the awkward silence.
"I'd rather discuss the matter in private..." said Tora,sticking his hands in his pockets, then turning to his new acquaintance. "...along with your secretary."

Everyone laid their eyes on you, most of them gawking, rather shocked with the president's request.
Yozora snapped her fingers as soon as she saw Gushiken Aika, who got her message and immediately walked over to the pink-haired girl, taking the sword and stepping back. The girl was a nerdy character in the kendo club, where Yozora was president.

"Very well." Said Misaki as she quietly sighs, opening the door to the council room. Tora walks in without hesitation, Yozora trailing him. She stops at the door, mouthing a hesitant 'What?' at her president, who just replied with a gesture to go in quickly so things can get settled quickly.

The three student council members walk in quietly and sat around the front, by Misaki's desk.

"So, onto business," Tora began, making himself comfortable on the chair he sat. "Your students appear to have caused quite a commotion with my students the other day, so I deeply apologise for our students' behaviour."

Misaki and Yozora were speechless.

. . . . . .

"And I do the same for our students' violence." Misaki replied flatly, recalling two students who punched Hirofumi Koganei.
"Yes." Yozora added, complimenting Misaki's point.
"It shall never happen again. When I see them, I'll make sure they learn a lesson that violence doesn't answer another's criticism."
"Wonderful. Clean slate then. So Ayuzawa-san, would you mind if you let me talk to your secretary for a moment?"

Misaki was about to question, but held back and nodded, before leaving the room. When she was out of sight, Tora turned back to Yozora.

"So, Hasekura-san, you have quite a reputation on you."
"Reputation?" Yozora blinked innocently.
"It's hard to explain how but you're quite known around these areas." He said, leaning in slightly.
"Your point is?"
"My point is that I want to offer you a place at Miyabigaoka.

. . . . . .

"NANI!"

Everyone who stood outside, eavesdropping on the conversation screamed.
Aika, meanwhile, was about to cry, hearing her 'hero' getting offered to the elite, influential school. Yukimura turned to her and sweatdropped at the sight of her sloped down by the wall on her knees, grippng Yozora's wooden sword as if it were her mother.

Meanwhile, back inside the council room...

"Uh..." the secretary blinked.
"Don't worry. I'm not going to persuade you right away. I'm inviting you on a little tour at the Academy next Tuesday." Tora shrugged.
"D-"
"With the uniform delivered to your house by Monday."
"Wait. It's not like you know where I live."

Tora chuckled at her reply.

"Who do you think I am, Hasekura Yozora?" he said, following another evil smirk from the blonde boy before he stood up, gently held the girl's hand once more before taking his leave, without another word. Except from his vice.

"Thank you for your time, Ayuzawa-san." He bowed and followed his president.

All the Seika High witnesses watched after him, then turned to Yozora who walked out the room she was in at a painfully slow pace.

Most students backed away when they saw her emotionless look and the dark aura around her.

"She's losing it..." Gonda, one of the witnesses, playfully whispered to his friend whilst eyeing Yozora up and down.

Yozora easily heard it, and threw one of the two doors to the council room at Gonda, sending him flying towards the end of the hall.
"Gonda-kun!" his friend cried after him.