(Authors Note: Hey all! So i've had this idea kicking around in my head for a while and I'm all, "Well all the other jerks on this website get to post their badly written stories, so why can't I?" So here I am. This is the first story I've ever written that was not for a class so don't expect too much. Also, you may note some spelling or grammatical mistakes. I am a bad writer and my spelling lives or dies on google spell check, but I will try to keep them to a minimum. The M rating is so I can DO WHAT I WANT! Anyway have fun and leave a review!)
My alarm blares at me, waking me from my restful sleep. I hate that thing. I turn it off and get ready to start the day. My name is Mikhail Cage, but my friends, well friend but that's another story, call me MC. Yes I know my first name is Russian but my last name is English, and neither of them should be found in an 18 year old in Japan but my parents are weirdo's who think having a unique name will bring me good fortune and not weird looks every time I have to introduce myself. They're also never around but, again, another story. I make myself some eggs and toast and, on my way out the door, make a second batch of toast for a certain sleepy girl who should be rushing out to meet me right about…
Now. An adorable girl with rosey cinnamon hair runs out of her house, which is next to mine, waving her hands like she doesn't care who is watching. It's my childhood, and currently only, friend Sayori. "Hey MC!" She shouts, running up to me. "Hey Sayori. I made you some toast." She grabs the toast and devours it ravenously. How can someone so small have such an appetite? "Thanks! I didn't get much of a breakfast." She says nervously.
"Slept in again I see."
"Yeah."
She does that adorable thing where she touches her fingertips together and we start walking to school. On the way there she seems to be nervous about something. "What's on your mind Sayori?" She looks at me and for a second she seems… worried? But then the smile returns to her face as she asks "Have you thought about joining any clubs yet?" Oh not this again. "No, Sayori. I have not thought about joining any clubs." She sighs and looks away. "Sayori are you alright?" She catches herself and says "Y-Yeah, I'm alright. How about you join the Literature club?"
"The one your the VP of?"
"Yeah. That one."
"You know I'm not really a strong reader Sayori." It's true. Manga, Graphic novels, and anime-tie in novels are pretty much all i've read since middle school. You'd be surprised how easy it is to write essays for an assigned book you never read.
"Well this will be a chance to expand your horizons!" She retorts. "I'm happy with where my horizons are." "There's only 3 other members and they're all cute girls!" "I'm sure they're lovely and we'd get along fine but I don't want to join a club i have no real interest in." "They count manga as literature!" She said, getting desperate. That got my interest, but why did she want me in so bad? "How progressive, still no." Sayori looked crestfallen. "Ok. I won't make you do something you don't want to." Suddenly, it hit me like a train. We have been spending less time together since we started high school. She just wants to spend more time with me! God, how can one man be so stupid!? I ask you!
"On second thought…" I started. Sayori looked at me, tears starting to form in her eyes. "Huh?" I feel like a jackass at making my sweet cinnamon bun cry. "If you're the VP then it can't be as bad as I imagine. Ok Sayori, you've got yourself a member!" She stops, blinking away the tears, shocked at my statement. This doesn't last as a radiant smile appears on her face as she exclaims "Really? You mean it?" "Yeah Sayori I was just teasing." "Meanie." "Yeah, I'm a jerk sometimes."
She suddenly looked a little guilty as she said "Well that's a relief." Oh, what's this? "What's a relief Sayori?" She looks surprised. She sometimes says what she's thinking out loud, and this must have been one of those times. "Well…" She did that cute fingertip touch. "... I may have, kind of, hinted subtly to the other members that… You were a shoo-in that was practically all but signed up for the club and were going to officially join today, so they're all waiting for me to show up with a new member and Natsuki even baked cupcakes." She said all that in one breath.
"Wow. Really? You know your supposed to get consent before you change a person's life." She blushes and looks away. "It's just we need one more member to stay as a club and we were all worried because of the test to get in and i was all 'I have this friend-'" "Wait test?" She looks surprised; I don't think i was supposed to hear that. "Yeah there's a little test you have to pass to get in." I raise an eyebrow. "It's not a written test, we just want to see if you'd fit in at the club is all." She presses her fingertips together and shrinks away nervously. I can't stay mad at her, and hey, when I inevitably fail this test I will still have gotten a cupcake. I'll just start hanging out with Sayori more after school, that should make her happy.
We get to school late. I guess that conversation ate up more time than we thought. Classes breezed by as always and then it was time for clubs. Sayori came and got me and took me to a class on the third floor. She stopped at the door and turned to me. "Let me go in first ok?" "Why?" "So I can let them know you're here silly." She smiled a wonderful smile. I couldn't say no if I wanted to. And I really wanted to, so that means something. She slid into the door and I heard hushed conversation for a few seconds. Then the door opened and Sayori let me in.
When I walked in I saw Sayori and three other girls in the room. One, with long purple hair and a mature, and dare I say sexy, body was reading at a desk in the back. Another, short with pink hair, and somehow the only thing more adorable than my little cinnamon bun, was standing by the closet, looking for something. Finally, next to Sayori, was a vision of beauty. One I recognized. It was Monika! We have the same 3rd period class. I always thought we'd get along but i never really talked with her before because she is so out of my league that mere words can not do it justice.
I noticed something odd. There was a tension in the room. The girls were trying to look and act normal but all eyes were on Monika and her eyes were locked on mine. This was only for a second before she gave a slight nod and a wave of relief washed over the room. I could even, very faintly, hear a sigh from the purple haired beauty as the air suddenly felt ten pounds lighter.
Sayori broke the silence with a cheery "So this is the new club member you guys!" At that the others turned their attention toward me properly. The purple haired beauty stood up, walked over to me and said "Ah! You must be Mikhail! Sayori has spoken well of you. Pleased to meet your acquaintance." Sayori talks about me? I mean, yeah we're friends but other than the oddity of my name there's not much to say about me I'd think. The adorable pink hair walked over to me, looked me up and down, and said "You brought a boy over? Seriously? Way to kill the mood…" Ah, sexism… how charming. My instinct to clock her is however vastly overpowered by my desire to hug her for being an adorable little strawberry.
Monika walks over and says "Don't mind her, she's just nervous about change." At this the adorable pink hair turns her head and goes "Hmph". Monika then greets me properly "Hello. You must be Mikhail. It's nice to finally meet you in person. Sayori has spoken very highly of you. I'm club president Monika. The tall purple haired lady is Yuri. The aggressive pink haired one is Natsuki." Again, what's there to say about me that 'the' Monika wanted to meet me?
"So what kind of literature to you read Mikhail?" Yuri inquired. Ah, yes, the sticking point. "Light novels, comic books, graphic novels, and manga." At that last one Natsuki looked towards me and looked for the first time like she'd enjoy having me as a member of the club. She looked like she was about to speak up, but didn't. "Ah, so you're not an avid reader." Yuri assumed. "Hold on. That's not what i said." "But you said-" "That i read light novels, comics, and manga. I did not say that I don't read much." "But manga-" Yuri began. "Manga is literature!" I said and Natsuki practically yelled. She looked overjoyed to have someone in her corner. I sent a wink her way to let her know I was with her. She blushed, looked away, and said "But I bet you just read the ones with big boobs in them!" ...I think she interpreted that wink differently than I meant it.
Yuri looked upset, both at being yelled at, and assuming that just because I prefer light reading and comics, meant I did not read much. So i told her the truth. "Honestly, if you recommend a book to me though, I'd read it. Who knows, I might like it." I could hear Sayori say "I told you!" from behind me and Yuri seemed to cheer up at that. "Well then might I recommend-" She was cut off by Monika. "We don't have all day and we do need to test your aptitude for this club so, Natsuki, can you get the cupcakes so we can celebrate the new member?" Natsuki left the club room to go fetch the cupcakes.
Monika walked over to the back wall. "Sayori can you go get the 'test equipment', please?" Test equipment? What kind of literature 'test' needs more than a pen and paper? "Yeah, ok." Sayori sounded really nervous for some reason. Monika stood by the poster advertising the upcoming festival, concentrated for a second, then said "Mikhail, do you see anything over my left shoulder?" What- what kind of question is that? "Yeah." At this Monika and Yuri seemed, surprised, and i could hear Sayori gasp, and make a delighted squeak. "It's the festival poster." At this Monika had an awkward smile, Yuri looked embarrassed and i could hear Sayori silently say "Aw, frick!" That was a pretty heavy curse for Sayori!
"What was the point of that question? What the heck is this test?" Monika simply sighed and said "We'll tell you everything afterward alright? Just… brace yourself." For what? That's when i heard the sound of an arrow being nocked behind me.
"MC, please…" That was Sayori's voice. I turned around to see Sayori, my childhood and best friend, a girl that, as you can probably guess, i've had a crush on for years, was pointing an arrow at me. "...for the love of God…" She pulled back even farther on the bow string. The bow looked ancient in design, it had to be an antique. The arrow looked even older, made of a golden metal I don't think I've ever seen before. "...don't die!" Sayori fired the arrow.
"What the fu-" was all i got out before the arrow pierced my chest. I hit the ground, and everything went dark.
(Authors note: Wow, that sucked! That was a long chapter… or a short one… or a middle one, look I'm not good enough to tell yet. Anyway, I wanna lay some groundwork. 1. I like MC as a character, and i'm glad that other people do to but when the write about him they always make up a name. That's fine, because he has no real name but i wanted to give him a name that will let me call him MC because it's funny to me, and also because try and stop me. 2. I know there's been a lot of Sayori focus here so let me state that all dokis best doki and this will be a harem. Why? I like harems. Got a problem? Meet me at a denny's parking lot without your shirt and a fifth of liquor in you and will work it out. 3. About Monika. I won't bore you with my philosophy on her but I like Monika. She deserves some flak for what she did but i digress. She will be the level headed, club president in this story and not the psychotic, love and affection starved, villain in this. That title is left to 'Monika'. If that doesn't make sense then don't worry. I will try and fail to show you what I mean in later chapters. And 4. I can't stick to a schedule so i can only promise you that i refuse to abandon this. Damn these 'Notes' are longer than the chapters. See ya!)