I don't own Mai Otome or Mai hime or any of the other Mai HiMe series and etc. The Story is also very AU. All the normal pairings Mai/Mikoto Nat/Shiz Haruka/Yukino and etc.
"Arika"-Normal speaking
'Arika'-Normal thought/Dreams
By WDG although most was done by Okami Z.....this will be there last part in this story.
Last Time -
Arika nodded and walked off the field with Yukariko staring at her 'Arika's GEM shattered...but they only way that could happen is if it couldn't keep up with her, and the only person on record that was able to do that before was Rena Sayers...what is going on here' Thought the young teacher as her students went back to sparring.
Now -
Arika laid in the bed of the laboratory's bed as Yohko looked her over. She blushed beat re not understanding why she had to be naked. Sure, she was under a white sheet but still, why go through all of this over a shattered gem.
Arika watched the older woman's subtle movements carefully. She could see the small movement of her hands as she wrote and the way her lips quirked when she found something new to add to her list.
A few moments later, Arika was told to roll over onto her stomach, and doing as told, the girl rolled onto her front and looked at the wall. She wasn't there long when she felt a shadow over her form. Looking up she found Principal Kruger, Archmeister Viola, and Miss Maria watching intently. Suddenly, she felt cool fingers trace something on her back. She hissed at the small shock it sent through her system, turning cold eyes to the nurse once more.
"Sorry." Yohko said quickly noting the girl's shuddering. Natsuki and Shizuru shared knowing looks as Miss Maria's eyes never left Arika. Of all her years in the academy, she had only once seen something similar to this, and that was on Lena Sayers.
Sensing Arika's discomfort and growing agitation, Natsuki motioned for Yohko to let her go. Yohko nodded, "Arika, you may leave now." Arika did not hesitate as she was given a bathrobe, she picked her clothes and left.
"So what's the report?" Natsuki asked as they all shifted their attention to Yohko. The scientist sighed as she handed the chart to the principal, "Your suspicions are correct."
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"Arika-chan, are you okay?" Erstin asked concerned as the usually energetic girl, and annoying if you asked Nina, sat in the lunch table with her head down. "Are you not hungry?"
Arika just shook her head without raising it. Nina, who was sitting beside Arika looked over and smirked, "I guess ant-girl's hype about becoming an otome has died away after all." Arika immediately snapped her head up and glared at the bluenette, "My 'hype' as you call it, has nothing to do with this Nina-chan."
Nina's eyebrows raised slightly in surprise at the immediate attention she had gotten from the girl. "Whatever," She muttered turning her attention back to her food. Arika once more returned her head to its previous position. Erstin just sighed and turned to talk to Irina.
After classes had ended, Arika had hurried to her dorm and jumped on her bed, not even bothering to remove her uniform as the need for sleep nagged at her. Just as she began to doze off, a loud knock came to her door followed by an all-too familiar voice.
"Arika! I know you're in here! Open up!" Mashiro called out as she knocked repeatedly on the door. Aoi stood beside her looking around embarrassed as students passing by gave the young queen awkward looks at her insisting knocking. "What?" Arika asked as she opened the door tiredly. She was not planning on opening the door but she knew that Mashiro would keep knocking until she did.
"I need you." Mashiro said desperately, and realizing how weird it sounded after seeing Arika's cheeks blush lightly, she quickly cleared her throat and said, "I need a favor I mean."
"And what would that be?" Arika asked as she saw the young royalty look away towards the floor as she switched her weight from one foot to the other one slightly. "I need you to help me with my dancing lessons." Mashiro said lowly so that no one would hear her request.
"Dancing?" Arika repeated as she pondered the idea. She was actually a good dancer not only because of the lessons given here but also because her grandmother had instructed her on the matter before, but she was surprised that a person as arrogant as Mashiro was would ask someone like her.
"Yes! Yes! Just come on!" Mashiro said as she grabbed Arika's sleeve and pulled her away with her, but Arika did not move. "Wait! Say the magic word." Arika asked with a smirk knowing that the queen would have issues saying it.
"Nani? What magic word?" Mashiro asked as she glanced towards Aoi who smiled and shrugged. Turning to Arika, she saw the girl's sapphire eyes gleaming with mirth. "Yes Mashiro-chan, the magic word." Arika repeated as she stepped towards the shorter girl, making her step backwards as she clenched her fist, "I…It's..I…" She stuttered, not wanting to say the word Arika wanted. She was the queen after all! She didn't need to say that word to her subjects, much less to Arika!
Seeing Arika closing into her space, she breathed deeply, taking in the girl's smell. The warming smell of vanilla filled her senses, "P-please…" Arika smiled and backed away, "Thank you Mashiro-chan." Mashiro rolled her eyes and walked away as she pulled Arika with her towards the limousine with Aoi following behind them with Mikoto the cat in her arms.
"You're welcome Mashiro-chan." Arika said in a rather sarcastic tone as she glided through the floor as she danced with Mashiro.
"I don't recall thanking you." Mashiro replied as she took care to keep in step with Arika as they danced in her large room.
"Well you should, being as how I'm helping you practice your dance lessons." Arika retorted. Two long hours had passed and they kept dancing.
"Shut up and just dance." Mashiro said rather annoyed, placing extra force on to Arika's shoulder. "Ouch!" Arika exclaimed from the pressure, although it wasn't so much for the pain. "if that's what you want..." Mashiro looked up when she heard Arika's threat to meet a pair of blue eyes glaring at her. Arika speed up the pace, much to the young queen's distress, causing Mashiro to become confused and lost in the steps.
Arika smirked, finding that seeing the bratty queen in a situation that she didn't control was rather amusing. Mashiro wanted to tell Arika to stop, but she would never admit that Arika was better than her. Instead, Mashiro tried keeping up, until it was too late.
Mashiro's eyes widened in shock when she felt her foot get caught in between Arika's and before she could move, Arika tried pulling back, which only worsened the situation.
Mashiro tumbled down on her back, but at the moment of falling, she pulled Arika down with her, grabbing her by the back of her head, and making Arika crash atop her.
"Ahhh!" The girl's screams as they descended where muffled when their lips met. Mashiro froze when she felt the full body of the otome in top of her, feeling how big Arika's breasts actually were...not that she was complaining.
Arika thought of immediately pulling back, but couldn't when she felt the young queen's tongue swipe her lower lip softly. Mashiro smirked when she felt Arika's body tense. Tasting blood, she guessed Arika's lip must've have been cut with the fall. Mashiro liked the feeling of the warm body atop hers, and without thinking, moved to kiss Arika.
It was strange, for both of them, at first, but as their kiss deepened, they found it was like a second nature to them. Mashiro moaned slightly into the kiss, but before it could get any more heated, a knock came to the door.
"Mashiro-sama, you have a meeting in five minutes." Arika and Mashiro both froze at the sound of Aoi's voice. Arika regained her sense quickly and scrambled to her feet, leaving Mashiro stunned.
"I-I have to go." Arika said quickly before dashing out, not meeting Mashiro's gaze. Aoi moved out of the way as Arika opened the door and left the room. Aoi was astounded to see Arika's blush was quite similar to the one of the queen who was straightening her coat.
Aoi looked on until Mashiro glared at her, "What?!"
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Arika hurried through the palace halls in a sprint as she avoided the gazes of servants and guards that crowded around her. Some tried to get her attention but she ignored them as she kept running, her mind racing with thoughts.
Not only had she just been kissed by Mashiro, which was odd enough in its own right, but she had actually…liked it. 'No!No!No!' She reprimanded her thoughts quickly. There was just no way she should've enjoyed the bratty queen's kiss. 'This is wrong…Mashiro is an arrogant and highly spoiled girl who lives for attention. She doesn't know what she is doing and has always been pampered.
She doesn't know what real hard work is, and will never know it. Besides, she looks like a kid! She doesn't even have any brea- No, no, I haven't been looking there, so I wouldn't know right? Sure, she is cute, her skin is soft and she always smells of cherry blossoms…and her lips…they tasted so…good.'
Arika shook her head trying to get clear from the thoughts but they just kept coming back. She dashed off towards Garderobe as fast as her feet could carry her, but it wasn't fast enough.
