The next day, Mio was drugged off to the faculty room by Ritsu to find someone who could give them information about how to establish a club. When they entered the room, a huge shock greeted them. Sitting on a computer chair and sipping peacefully away at a cup of coffee was a certain woman, who these two girls knew all too well.
"Sawa-chan!" cried both girls at the same time.
The coffee drinking woman turned her glasses wearing face towards them. The eyes behind the glasses grew wide in recognition of the girls, "Mio, Ritsu, I had no idea you two were going to go to school here."
"We could say the same thing about you," said Ritsu, who walked over to the older woman and took the coffee cup out of her hands. After taking a sip, she said, "Hm, not enough cream." Instead of giving the cup back to Sawa-chan, she kept drinking from it.
Ticked off and embarrassed by her girlfriend's antics, Mio hit the girl upside the head while she sipped away. This action caused Ristu to spill some of the hot coffee on her front. "Mio, that was uncalled for."
"So was taking Sawa-chan's coffee. Honestly, I've been after you to stop doing this. Besides, you know how crazy that woman gets when she doesn't have her coffee in the morning." The raven haired beauty pointed behind Ritsu, who turned around to find the once calm looking woman, now looking as if she would shot lasers out of her eyes.
"Oops, I forgot," said Ritsu, who went to hide behind Mio.
The bassist shook her head, "You always do." She turned back to Sawa-chan and did something that usually calms down the older woman. She pulled out a black washable marker and drew cat whiskers on her face and said, "Nyan."
The once scary woman melted at the sight and brought Mio into a tight hug, "It's so good to see you again, Mio-chan."
"Yes, it is," agreed Mio. Having her fill, she pushed away and looked at the taller woman, "So, I take it you're working here now?"
The glasses wearing woman nodded and sat down, "I am. Mr. Hanazono pulled a few strings to get me into this school; of course, this was the high school I graduated from and that helped too."
"Really?" asked Ritsu, whose gusto came back. "I didn't know that." Then after taking a moment to think she added, "Ah ha, so that's why Mugi is here."
The mention of the heiress's name turned the older woman's cheeks crimson, "Mugi-chan is here?"
"Yeah," continued the drummer, who hopped upon Sawa-chan's desk, "Yesterday after school, we went up to the music room to see if we could get into the Light Music Club. Tragically, we found out that there wasn't one. Being filled with grief, Mio and I decided to console each other; during which time, Mugi came in to surprise us. It was sad to say when she told us how she wanted to join the choir, but after much convincing from us, we asked her if she would help us make a Light Music Club together. She agreed. Oh, that's why we're here."
During the whole speech, Mio felt like hiding in a hole. The whole thing was embarrassing. To someone from the outside it would have looked like something normal, but between Sawa-chan, Mio and Ritsu, the story was packed with some innuendos. Honestly, Mio was starting to question why she even loved Ritsu. However, this wasn't the first time she questioned for love for her girlfriend.
Before she was able to dwell on it more, the glasses wearing woman pulled out some of the important bits of information Ritsu had said, "Let me get this right: the Light Music Club is no more; Mugi wants to join it; you want to help her in forming the club?"
Ritsu, who was all giddy from the older woman's train of thought, nodded. Mio, on the other hand, wanted to hit her head with something, no, better yet hit Sawa-chan over the head with something. Of course, she wouldn't do such a thing; it was only a thought. However, before either of the young girls could say anything, Sawa-chan proudly stood up and walked over to a filing cabinet and search through the many folders until she found the right one. Having joyfully found the file, she pulled out a sheet of paper and brought it over to the other girls. After writing her name down, she handed the paper to Ritsu, who asked, "What's this?"
"It's a club form," explained Sawa-chan. "Fill it out and bring it back to me; I'll make sure it falls into the hands of the right people."
Smiling brightly, Ritsu looked at the form. Her eyes read over it and found the written signature of the older woman above an agreement to be their faculty adviser. "This is awesome, Mio," she said as she pointed out the scribbles.
Mio grinned as well, "I agree, not only is she our manager and a teacher at this school, she'll be our adviser."
"Except for our red headed friend, it's like the gang is back together again," exclaimed Ritsu. "You know this is fate, Mio. Ah, but…" she leaned down and whispered in her girlfriend's ear, "she's only doing this to get closer to Mugi."
Although she wanted to find some fault in Ritsu's words, the bassist couldn't because it was all true. In the end, she just nodded and looked at the clock on the wall, only to be horrified by the fact they only had about ten minutes to get to class. "Ah, Ritsu, we have to go. Class is going to start soon."
Ritsu jumped off the desk and placed the form into her backpack before joining Mio by the door. Unfortunely, she remembered her coffee stained appearance. "Ah, Mio, you can go on ahead of me. I need to go to the bathroom and clean myself off."
The raven hair beauty nodded and walked off to her classroom. Along the way, she felt the eyes of many of the students, she couldn't figure out why…unless… What if they found out who I'm truly was? Maybe that's why there were many people who were looking my way. She felt like bolting. No, she was actually bolting. To where, she didn't know, but she bolted until… WHAM!
She fell forwards onto the ground. Getting her bearings quickly, she found herself on top of some random girl. Studying the girl closely, Mio noticed how the girl wore yellow hair pins on the right side of her face. She also noticed how her hair was a nice shade of brown. Such silky strains looked soft to touch. It also looked a little longer than Ritsu's. The girl's skin was also notable as it looked so clean and sooth. Her eyes looked at the girl's lips; they were a dip red and seemed almost kissable. Lastly, she noticed the girl's eyes, they shone brightly and innocent like, but most importantly, they were opened.
Having realized her predicament once again, Mio felt embarrassed as she climbed away from the other girl, "I am so sorry, are you alright?"
The other girl sat up from the ground and declared in a high sweet voice as she looked at the beauty before her, "I'm fine, what about you?"
"I'm good. Um…" she stopped to watch the other girl studied her. The mystery girl seemed as if she was trying to either fight off laughter or take the most sensible course. Whatever that course was, Mio didn't know. However, the longer the girl stared at her, the more afraid Mio became that the brunette had recognized her. She was about to flee, when she felt a tug on her sleeve. Mio's eyes landed on the brunette, "Is there something you want?"
"Um," she let go of the taller girl's arm and dug into her skirt pocket and pulled out a moist towelette packet. After taking out the contents of the packet, the shorter girl dabbed at the bassist's cheeks. "You know you have something on your face."
At this moment, Mio once again felt like hitting herself over the head. Instead of focusing her anger on herself, she moved it more towards Ritsu, who forgot to tell her to clean her face off and because she was the reason why she looked like a cat. No wonder people kept looking at me. "Thank-you," she said rather shyly.
"Ah, no problem, but I must say, at first I didn't know if I should laugh at you or not, but I remembered Ui telling me that I should never laugh at anyone if I don't know the joke. Of course, I wouldn't have laughed because you looked cute." She blushed some along with the girl she was cleaning. "Then I thought maybe it was just some sort of fluky dirt on your face which looked like cat whiskers. So, I thought I'll help you wash it off."
Mio felt mesmerized as she listened and watched the brunette speak. The sound of the girl's voice sounded like the tinkling of bells. She liked it and also how gentle the other girl was rubbing her cheeks with the towelette. It wasn't long until the girl was finished. "There you go." She pocketed the dirty cleansing wipe in her pocket. "It was nice to bump into you, bye."
"Bye," said Mio as she watched the girl walking down the hallway. Dang, I should have asked for her name.
