Authors Note: PLEASE READ ME!
Hello there followers of "Idiot! Idiot! Idiot!" I just wanted to point out that I have changed the plot of my story a bit... I have added an O.C (original charter), hope that's okay... hehe... :D
The reason why I did this was because I thought it would've been more interesting if there was another character who falls for Mikoto. This character is similar to Usui Takumi from Kaichou wa Maid-sama, he is very protective of Mikoto and gets very jealous when she's around other guys, including Touma. I decided to make a love triangle or a rivalry between Touma and the O.C. I've come up with many ideas for this story thanks to a friend of mine, you know who you are, hehehehehe...
HOPE YOU CONTINUE TO READ THIS STORY OF MINE AND THANKS SO MUCH TO THOSE WHO HAVE FOLLOWED AND PUT THIS AS ONE OF THEIR FAVORITES! HIHI!
Chapter 2:
The sky had already turned into a blue-black color and the city had been lightened up with multiple luminous colors when Touma got back home.
He opened the door to his small appartment.
"I'm exhausted," he said to himself, as he switched on the lights of his tiny kitchen. He immediately became aware of how silent the room was.
"Index?"
There was no reply. Guessing that the girl in question had gone to Komoe-sensei's house to get something to eat, the teenage boy shrugged, took off his shoes then collapsed on his bed.
Bright lights shone into his room from the other appartments outside.
He lay on the bed with his arms spread across and his eyes closed, enjoying the stillness of the room. He savored every moment of it, bearing in mind that after half an hour or so, a young, childish nun will come barging in the door and begin to scream and shout and complain about how starved she was while waiting for him to come home.
After Misaka walked off, he was left in the center of the crowd, baffled. He imagined the people around him to start saying things like, "She was really pissed… What'd you do to her?" or "So heartless…" or something like "I feel sorry for the girl…" or even "Don't you ever take into mind of how she feels!" totally misreading their relationship between each other. With his awful luck, it would have been practical for them to start blaming him for the way she had acted.
But, surprisingly they didn't.
After that, he went to a nearby convenient store to stock up on some of his daily goods, only to be chased by a large stray dog. At the same time, he bumped into a middle-aged woman, who scolded him for being so careless, as he accidently pushed her. After a short, unpleasant lecture from her, the dog caught up to him and followed him all the way back to his apartment, barking wildly at him. And he didn't even get to buy any groceries.
What did I do! Touma sighed. Did I say something that made her- No… all I did was try to calm her down… seriously, why is she always like that…? I'll never understand what's going on inside her head!
XXX
Misaka buried her face in her pillow.
"AGHHH!" she wailed as she furiously kicked her feet.
Her heart throbbedas an image of a certain guy popped up in her head.
She felt the need to kick or punch something. Something she could take out her frustration on.
She sat up and began punching her pillow. "That spiky haired dumbass! Ugh! Pisses me off so muuuch!"
A couple of strong punches and the young girl decided to give up. It didn't work. "MOU!" she whined. Her cheeks were mad red. "Why? Why do I always act like that every single time I'm around him?"
The room was silent that she could even hear her own heart beating.
Why does she act that way? Every time he's there, she doesn't act like herself. Always getting irritated, always wanting to start a fight with him… But every time she lashes out on him, her heart won't stop racing… she gets so embarrassed and annoyed, to the point where she doesn't know what to do anymore.
"Ahh! I don't get it!" she cried, scratching her head. "I don't get it! I don't get it! I don't get it!"
Mikoto stared at her pillow, her face flushed in embarrassment. "That idiot…"
XXX
Morning at one of the two Tokiwadai dorms was as lively as ever. Young ojousamas closed the doors of their rooms to go down stairs to the dining area. Light from the morning sun radiated in through the gigantic windows into the massive room. Some students were already there chatting away with bright smiles as they waited for their breakfast to be served, others hurried and sat with their friends.
A small bell rang and table-by-table students stood up to fetch their food. A long table decorated with colorful flowers plated with various gourmet foods was set up at the back.
Mikoto sat back down opposite to an auburn haired girl, whose head was rested on the table.
"Here you go." She said with a gentle smile.
"Thank you very much." Shirai Kuroko replied. Dark grey circles darkened her face as she sat up to face her senpai.
"I am very sorry to bother you Onee-sama."
"It's no problem at all."
"To think that all of this Judgment work would keep me up so late during the night. I even disturbed you in your sleep because of the lamplight."
"Your Judgment work is pretty important but you overdo things, you couldn't even sleep a wink last night."
"I apologize for troubling you but I do appreciate your support."
"Do you mind me asking what you're researching?"
"It is for the recent case that's been going on for the past two weeks, another case on overloading espers." The younger girl moaned.
Overloading espers…? Ahh… I remember…
"Yeah, I bumped into Saten-san yesterday, she told me about that…" Mikoto replied.
"What a pain in the behind! I wish it could've been on something much more easier to handle! It's quite a dangerous case. There are only so many espers in this city with several abilities, you never know what could happen if they overload."
"Ahh, yeah… That's true…"" Mikoto replied looking down at the fruit in front of her and poking at it with a small fork. A child's face appeared in her face, it was one of Kiyama Harumi's past pupils, Edasaki Banri. "Hey, you don't suppose this is some sort of continuation to the-"
"Poltergeist?" Kuroko interrupted.
The level 5 looked up at her. The teleporter in front of her was spreading a red jam on one of her scones.
"That's what we thought in beginning. But Telestina has not been in contact any research facilities since Anti Skill brought her in, so there's no way it can be. Plus, Anti-Skill has been making sure that no other organization is plotting something similar to the Poltergesit case."
"What about Kihara Gensei?"
"There is a chance that he's planning something that could be related to this. But his whereabouts are unknown so we're not certain."
Mikoto felt an eerie sensation in her.
"I see…"
XXX
Misaka Mikoto walked down the hallway, dragging her perverted junior across the floor.
The screams of annoyance from the level 5 echoed in the large entrance of the dormitory. She struggled to walk as her friend weighed her down.
"Mou! Kuroko! Would you cut it out-! Gah!"
She could not escape the other girl's tight grip around her waist.
"Kuroko! Let go!"
"Ah! Onee-sama! Just this once! Please!" Kuroko pleaded.
"I SAID NO! NOW LET GO!"
A blue spark appeared before Kuroko forcing her to let go. She let out a small shriek while doing so.
"Mou… If only Onee-sama wasn't so sensitive when it comes to these type of things…" the girl sighed, "You're too self-conscious Onee-sama."
"Shut up!" Mikoto yelled.
But her little insecurities weren't the only reason why she wouldn't go. She knew very well that her roommate would only try to make her wear unbelievably ridiculous lingerie that mostly consisted of pieces of string and a bit of lace, for the purpose of fulfilling her perverted fantasies.
"Too bad," the level 4 said standing up, "That 75% sale at the lingerie shop would've been a great opportunity for Onee-sama to start wearing much more mature underwear instead of those hideous, childish Gekota panties… Eriously Onee-sama your pure image as Tokiwadai's Ace is completely-" Kuroko stopped.
She could feel sweat going down her whole body and her heart raced.
Bzz… Bzz… Bzzzzt…
She could tell just by the little cracks of electricity coming out from the older girl's forehead what was about to happen.
"Um… Onee-sama… p-please don't over react now…"
"Always fussing over about my underwear…" Mikoto mumbled angrily.
It came to mind just how many times Kuroko had tried to make her to wear such things, even to the point of drugging a piece of clothing then giving it to her as a gift, "I'm gonna straighten that messed up head of yours, you damn pervert!"
Kuroko's eyes widened, "O-onee-sama…"
A large spark emitted from her, "PREPARE YOURSELF!"
Bzzzzt…
"The use of abilities inside of the dormitory is strictly prohibited."
A sharp, tingly feeling rushed down her spine and fear came over her as she turned around to see the dorm mistress standing behind her with arms folded. She looked at her with gleaming spectacles. Crap…
"I'm sure you are aware of that, Misaka Mikoto."
Her voice was deep and she talked slowly in a threatening manner.
"Y-yes, ma'am!" Mikoto replied, "O-of course… ehehehe…"
There was a short pause. The two girls stood there in silence, terrified.
She just had to show up…
She looked over at Kuroko who was standing quietly with a wide smile plastered onto her face. "You have disobeyed that rule, Misaka and Shirai. I'm sure you both know that you will be punished for your behavior." She said and waited for their answer.
"Yes, ma'am…"
"Now-"
"Miss!" someone called out.
A tall teenage boy ran up to them, "Miss," he panted, "Pro… professor Aida is… h-here… and so are some of the other students."
He was still gasping for breath; he looked up at the dorm mistress with a smile, as if he was laughing at himself.
"Tell the Professor I'm on my way."
"Hai…"
The boy, who looked about sixteen or seventeen, had wavy blonde hair that was messy on one side and neat on the other. He wore a loosely tied striped tie, white shirt as well as a navy blue blazer that was unbuttoned and on one of the pockets had a gold crest; Tokugawa Academy. He looked as if he hadn't a single worry in the world and his dazzling smile almost blinded the two schoolgirls.
What's up this guy? He's like child. Mikoto thought.
"This is Shirakawa Aoki, he is a first year in Tokugawa Academy," the dorm mistress explained.
"Nice to meet you, my name is Misaka Mikoto."
"It's a pleasure to meet you." He bowed then grinned merrily at her. "It's a privilege to meet Tokiwadai's Ace as well as one of the seven level 5s of Academy City," the boy replied.
The railgun smiled back not knowing how to respond.
"Ah-! And this is my junior Shirai Kuroko."
"It's a pleasure to meet you." Kuroko said giving Aoki a cold eye. Tch! Who does he think he is making eye contact like that with Onee-sama! Grrr! It's absolutely infuriating! I swear to crush anyone who is in my way of winning Onee-sama! There's already that spiky haired baboon that I'm up against…
"I will let the two you off the hook for now." Said the dorm mistress.
Mikoto sighed in relief. No way was she going to clean the entire swimming pool again.
The dorm mistress turned and began walking towards the doors of the dorm along with the teenage boy who was named Shirakawa Aoki.
