Magister Negi Magi is owned by Ken Akamatsu and Kodansha Ltd. Tokyo in Japan, and by Funimation and Ballantine - DelRey in the United States, NOT by me.
Chiroru, Master Ueda and Chi are the property of Clamp, Young Magazine, Geneon and Tokyo-Pop, not me.
With thanks to Kafka'sdragon in 'Other Side of the Mirror' for Chigusa Amagasaki's new look.
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'Not Always a Mage' and Other Stories of Mahora.
Chapter 03: Christmas Cake.
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Wandering around Mahora City on Christmas Eve, Setsuna Sakurazaki was enjoying some alone time with HER Kono-chan when an unexpected vision disturbed the warmth of the moment. Before her stood a pair more mismatched than she could have possibly imagined. The first was a small blonde girl wearing glasses, a frilled dress and a large brimed hat, who also wore a pleasant smile and held a small box. The second, a tall woman in a heavy coat, sporting large-framed glasses and short, dark hair with a white streak running through one side, had a scowl and looked like she didn't want to be where she was.
"Tsukuyomi and Chigusa!" Having left her nodachi in the dorm, Setsuna stepped in front of Konoka to protect her Shukun with hand-to-hand if need be. "What are you doing here?"
Chigusa Amagasaki looked down at Tsukuyomi. "I told you this wouldn't wor-eerk!"
Grinding a toe into Chigusa's foot while maintaining her smile, Tsukuyomi held out the small box. "Please be at ease Sempai. My Shukun and I simply came to enjoy the evening and a little Christmas cake with our contemporaries."
Still wary, lest it be some form of a trap, Setsuna was surprised when Konoka stepped forward to take Tsukuyomi's box. Quickly opening the lid, she looked inside, then smiled brilliantly up at Chigusa. "This is Christmas cake from Chiroru! Master Ueda and Chi make a Christmas cake that's simply to die for!"
Blushing, Chigusa reached up to scratch nervously at her cheek. "Well, we are both Kyoto Onmyouji, so Tsu-chan suggested I should at least declare a truce for tonight..."
Beaming with all the innocence of someone completely free of guile, Konoka reached out and took Chigusa's hand. "Thank you very much! I know just the perfect coffee shop where we can enjoy this!"
Moving to stand beside Setsuna, Tsukuyomi looked up with a rosiness to her face that wasn't all from the chilly, night air. "Sempai, shall we join them?"
Truce was truce. If her Kono-chan wasn't safe with another Onmyouji and Shimei-ryu present, it was unlikely she ever would be. Seeing the longing in Tsukuyomi's eyes, Setsuna smiled and reached out for the little twin-blade's hand. "Let's go!"
Happier than she'd been since her acceptance into the Shinmei-ryu, Tsukuyomi nodded and allowed her Sempai to lead the way in their Shukun's wake.
oware.
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Author's notes:
Just a short little bit of fun I did on a whim.
BTW, in case you haven't noticed in my fics, I'm not a part of the 'Tsukuyomi is insane,' crowd.
