Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN UTENA! Though I wish I did… Maybe if I go back in time…
'Vote 4 Miki 4 Student Council' many bold signs said in the vast hallways of Ohtori Academy. Others wished to compete with his, but everybody only acknowledged his posters only. Miki was a genius with the most innocent heart… And that's what they thought he'd always be when the giggling girls and the supporting boys voted for him.
"Vote for me and Juri!" Miki would cry to kids at Music and Fencing club. Juri would only clutch her locket hoping that nobody thought less of her because of her self promotions, for she too had posters made by her and Miki hanging in hallways.
Juri was his best friend in Fencing Club, and she would do anything for that blue, dewy-eyed, blue haired boy. She had tried to post some posters in classrooms, but a teacher had approached her and told her to get out, for posting campaign items about the class, because it wasn't fair to the other competitors. Juri glanced at him from the corner of her sharp, green eyes. They could be seen through her orange locks, just staring like a wild animal. The teacher backed away a bit. He could swear that she could tear him apart like the leopard that the students had nicknamed her. All Juri did was take it down and say sorry. The teacher sighed for he could live another day.
"Vote Touga for Student Council President!" Three girls named Yuuko, Aiko, and Keiko said in unison. This was all futile. All the girls loved Touga since he attended Elementary at Ohtori, and when word spread that he was running for President nobody dared go against him. They all loved his clear, shiny red locks of hair and his deep blue eyes. His tall figure smiled down on all the girls who wished him good luck. He loved the school, the girls, and purity of everything around. He didn't know what being a president for this school meant.
'Vote for Kyoichi Saionji! He's the only 1 for us!' said a couple of posters. Saionji had been walking through the halls when he saw this. He did not remember telling anybody about making posters. He was just about to go to the store to buy supplies for his campaign. He liked it though. There was a flatteringly cute chibi picture of him with his kendo-gear. Only a couple girls knew that he was running for Vice President.
A small skinny girl stood across the hall looking at Saionji. She had large eyes staring at him. She never thought he could appreciate her, for he had not even directly spoke to her about the matter of him running for Vice President. Her large forehead and skinny body was attractive to no one that she knew of at the school. But he smiled at her poster. Her heart then filled with a poem that she would put down for him.
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