The ABC's of Seiya and Usagi
A/N: It's been a bit since I've written anything. Life gets in the way all too often. But I miss writing. The inspiration for my personal non-fic writing isn't going so well right now, so all I've got is fanfic. Too bad I can't make a living off this. Anyway. This'll be a series of little drabbles and one-shots, based off words my Seiya gives me. She has no idea what it's for – yet. So enjoy! Maybe I'll ask some fabulous readers/commenters to give me a letter for the next round.
This is all SeiyaxUsagi, so if you don't like my ship, jump overboard. Reviews and ratings always welcome.
A is for Apple
When the Starlights returned to Earth, they decided there were some peculiarities of modern human life they still didn't quite grasp. For the most part, they had blended in seamlessly their last trip but there were hiccups here and there. Cultural norms that went over their heads, turns of phrase and customs that left them scratching their heads in confusion.
They decided to return to Earth and resume their ruse of being the Three Lights. Their old manager was happy to have them back, but did politely suggest they take some time to brush up on what had changed since they'd been away.
At first the Starlights balked at the idea, insulted even that their manager would suggest such a thing. But the longer they watched the news and interacted with people in normal day-to-day interactions, the three of them couldn't help but notice that they were a bit out of touch. Their first trip to Earth hadn't exactly prepped them for a normal life, and as such they were already starting from behind. This time, however, they wanted to do a better job of blending in and living normal lives. Or as normal as idols could, anyway.
"How exactly are we supposed to get lessons on how to be normal?" Yaten grumbled, arms crossed petulantly over her chest as she glared at the ceiling.
"I haven't the faintest idea," Taiki agreed. "I don't think that that's exactly something people post ads for."
"And if they did, they wouldn't be ads we'd want to be responding to," the last of the trio mused.
They were all sprawled out in their apartment, a new one their manager had quickly helped them set up.
"So then what do we do?" Yaten asked, feeling stuck in their plans.
"We've got some connections here still," Taiki mused. "We could ask them."
"But that would look suspicious. Not everyone would be able to look past our…uniqueness," Yaten reasoned.
Seiya slipped silent, her eyes fixed on the ceiling as the wheels in her head turned.
"What are we doing here, Seiya?" Yaten complained, ignoring the dirty look the librarian shot her.
"I know you didn't use one of these too often, but this is called a library," the starlight quipped with a grin, earning her an elbow in the side.
"I know what it is! What I'm asking is why?" The lack of a straight answer was just making Yaten grumpier.
"To meet with our tutor, of course. I figured this would be a good setting for it," Seiya explained.
"Our tutor? You found someone?" Taiki asked skeptically, eyeing her companion.
"I did," she beamed, leading them over to a small study room just big enough to fit four.
"So where are they?" Again, Yaten's unhappy voice questioned, though this time louder within the safety of the closed off room.
"Probably late. Or lost." The organizer of the study session gave a shrug, pulling out an apple from her bag and setting it in front of the one empty chair.
"What's that for?" Taiki stared first at the apple, and then at Seiya, as if she were mad. "Is that what we're paying them?" She sounded offended that they'd offer so little to someone who was going to help them.
"Our teacher," Seiya grinned, settling back into her seat. "You're supposed to bring your teacher an apple."
"That's weird Seiya. They're going to know you're weird right away," Yaten chastised. "They'll never buy it."
"Oh stop your complaining." The far more at-ease Starlight relaxed back into her chair, looking at the door. "Better not be too late."
Just outside the door of their small study room a commotion made the three idols turn curiously to see what was going on.
With a flourish of falling papers and books and flailing blond hair, none other than Tsukino Usagi practically fell into the room.
"Sorry I'm late!" She huffed; out of breath and looking frazzled. "I missed the bus and ran here!"
Blinking, Yaten and Taiki eyed the girl before turning and eying Seiya.
"So this was your big plan?" Yaten accused.
"It was. She knows us. Knows our story. And also watches way more television than is healthy, so obviously she knows everything that's gone on since we left," Seiya reasoned, earning her a wadded up piece of paper being thrown at her head.
"Shut up! I'm doing this to help," Usagi shot back, moving to set down her bag and books, pausing a second to blink at the apple placed perfectly in front of the open spot. "What's this?"
"For you," Seiya answered simply, grinning. "Odango-sensei."