AN: Thanks again everyone for the reviews, follows, and favs! I hope you all continue to enjoy this story as much as I enjoy writing it! I think I have a pretty good idea now about where I want to go with it. I plan on attempting to include some action, but I'm having a hard time thinking about where I would have it (especially because of the school setting) but I'll try to figure something out. Once again, I apologize for any characters that are OOC. It's difficult getting into their heads, especially the new Nagisa. Sometimes I wonder if I should have just kept her as she was. Things would be a lot easier… Oh well, I'll manage.
Enjoy.
Edit: Garden of Sinners; I agree, I admit those parts had me stumped for a bit and me being lazy, I got tired of thinking about it and left the scenes as is :/ I apologize for this and appreciate the comment and constructive criticism :)
Day Three
April 21st, 2012 - Saturday
05:24 AM
"Hmm… I see…" Hirai's voice thoughtfully murmured through the earpiece.
Nagisa watched as the sun began to peak over the horizon, a sense of peace washing over her as she listened to the early birds sing their music. She had just finished recounting the events of yesterday to Hirai: of the camera, the mysterious two girls, and Kaori. Hirai was taking his time on the other line, the pieces of the puzzle in his mind slowly being put together. Irritation prickled the red-head's skin as she waited for the man to finish his silent contemplations. Another minute passed without a word, and Nagisa began to chew her cheek, throwing a glance down at her watch.
Breakfast doesn't begin in another two hours, but from what I gathered yesterday, Tamao wakes early in the morning. I need to speed this up so she doesn't catch me out here.
"Listen, Takahashi-sama. This is what I think… I believe there could be a possibility that Kaori was the target. For what reason, I don't know. But I can't think of anything else. According to the dates of the videos, the camera was placed in Shizuma's room around May of two years ago." Nagisa paused as another realization struck her, and she furrowed her brow in thought. "But wait… These videos came to an abrupt end in June of last year… If the target was dead, why would they continue watching Shizuma?"
"Well, I was thinking about the exact same thing until I was so rudely interrupted," Hirai said with a snort.
Nagisa closed her eyes and shook her head, forcing a slow breath through her nose. "Well then, what did you come up with, Einstein?"
"I'm glad you asked," Hirai said, a hint of smugness in his voice. "I believe this group is targeting love interests Shizuma takes seriously."
Nagisa's lips curled into a smile. She fought to suppress a laugh but failed as a snicker escaped from her. "Come on, now, Takahashi-sama! Why in the hell would they care about all that?"
"Have you already forgotten about the types of people we deal with, Nagisa-san?" He morosely asked. "The employer could be a jealous suitor. I would go so far as to even say her father had Kaori murdered. Arranged marriages are prominent among the wealthy. It's a possibility Hanazono-san's father pushed her into meeting candidates that would have helped further his business, but she declined."
"Hmph. Typical," Nagisa grunted as she leaned back onto the roof. "But I still don't understand why they would think murdering her lover would aid them in the future. Shizuma seems to be very independent. Did they think such a scheme would break her spirit? Make her cave in to their plans? I have only known her for a few days, but even I'm certain something like that wouldn't work."
A soft sigh sounded from the other end. "I don't even know what they intended to accomplish with this. I guess for now, you'll just have to investigate further into the matter. Be sure to-"
"Hold on a minute…" Nagisa spoke abruptly. "In the videos, Kaori seemed to have some sort of illness. Isn't it possible she simply succumbed to it?"
A pause hung in the air after the question left her lips. Hirai seemed to be deliberating his reply. After a few seconds, he finally answered. "No," he slowly began, "that is not possible. You see, Nagisa-san, this case is a little different from the others. As you know, we usually receive orders from my father in terms of contracts, but this time, we have been employed by another source."
"I thought your father stepped down as head of the company," Nagisa stated, thoroughly confused.
"He didn't. He's still in charge of the Takahashi Corporation, but he decided to place me at the head of The Baran since it was difficult for him to balance the two. And in order to bring in extra income, and also to cover up our organization's activities, I created Diaphanum Investigations." Hirai sounded quite happy with himself as he continued to ramble on about his new business venture.
Here he goes again… Excitedly going off on a tangent… Nagisa rolled her eyes.
"Takahashi-sama," the red-head growled, "you are getting way off topic here. My roommate could wake up at any moment so please hurry this up."
"Alright, alright, calm down. Anyways, Kaori's mother approached the business. She knew her daughter had been murdered and wanted us to look into it for her. According to Mrs. Sakuragi, Kaori's doctor had said her daughter would be able to eventually recover, but when Kaori died so suddenly, she became suspicious." Hirai paused once again, and Nagisa could hear him shuffling through papers. "I won't bore you with the technicalities, but apparently, during the autopsy, they found a super strain of bacteria in her that they believe gradually worsened her disease. As it multiplied in her body, the symptoms of her disease became more powerful. She passed away one year ago in the month of March."
"So the assassin infected her with a super strain of bacteria?" Nagisa questioned, her tone incredulous.
"Yes. The ones who performed the autopsy believed she contracted it during her last hospital visit and didn't delve any further. Mrs. Sakuragi was able to get a sample of it, and our scientists looked further into it. They came to the conclusion that its structure was altered."
"Damn…" The red-head muttered, blown away by the revelation. "If you knew this, why did you wait so long to send someone to the school?"
"Because I needed to gather more information to see if Kaori had, in fact, been the target. I began an investigation into the lives of Kaori and her family. They aren't very well-known and have little power in the business world, so there was no way Kaori was targeted by an enemy of her family. That is when Mrs. Sakuragi informed me of Shizuma Hanazono. I, of course, already knew of her family and its status, and upon further investigation, I came to the conclusion that Hanazono-san had been the true target. The investigations we performed were painstaking in order to ensure we knew what we were dealing with."
"A whole year?" Nagisa questioned, drawing out each word, her tone mirroring her disbelief. "Maybe you should throw in the towel on this investigating business. I'm surprised Mrs. Sakuragi didn't go elsewhere with how long you took."
"I wanted to be certain we had all the information we needed!" He huffed in his defense. "Now that you have the details, continue observing Hanazono-san and try to find out the identities of those two girls. Don't rush into anything, Nagisa-san. Take your time but try to find the other organization's location before the school year ends. It seems, for now, their agents are following Hanazono-san. We may not have another opportunity after she graduates. And remember to be careful."
"Yeah, whatever. And don't worry, I'll be extra careful. Especially considering how you just now kindly informed me of the bioterrorist assassins that may try to kill me," she said with a sarcastic edge.
"Great! Take care, Nagi-"
The red-head snapped her cell phone shut before Hirai could finish his cheerful goodbye. She was growing tired of his unusual absent-mindedness and wondered why he continued to leave out important information regarding her current mission.
Knowing him, he probably got too excited with this recent business of his. She thought as she lowered herself to her window and climbed back inside her room. Maybe they had an employer confidentiality thing going on. He tends to take things like that seriously though I still wish he would have told me, considering I could die.
She glanced over at the blunette who was still sound asleep. At least she didn't wake up. Thankfully, I checked the audio logs before I called Hirai. No one else has entered Shizuma's room, so now all I have to do is place the clock back inside and find out who gave it to her.
Nagisa went to her drawers and began to get dressed, all the while thinking about the next steps she would take.
08:15 AM
The red-head and her roommate were just stepping outside the dormitory when Nagisa came to a halt, placing her palm to her forehead in order for her act to appear more convincing. "Damn, I forgot something back in the room! Tamao-chan, you go ahead to class."
"Nagisa-chan, we can't go back to our room! We'll be late!" Tamao exclaimed, her brows knitting together in worry as she turned to face her friend.
"Didn't you hear what I said? I said I'll go back, not we'll go back," Nagisa said, her voice firm. She tightened her grip on her handbag and tapped her foot in irritation as her precious time passed by. "I don't understand why you feel the need to follow me everywhere."
"I have to protect my Nagisa-chan," the blunette stated matter-of-factly. "You're too adorable for your own good. Someone may swoop in and take you away from me."
"The only bird of prey here is you," the red-head grumbled, rolling her pink orbs. She jumped as a pair of arms snaked around her body and groaned as a head came to rest on her shoulder. Her heart picked up its pace at the sudden contact, and a wave of nausea tossed her stomach.
Dammit, calm down… She chided herself. It's just Shizuma…
"I'm the only bird you need to worry about, Na~gi~sa-chan," a smooth voice breathed into the red-head's ear, causing a shudder to ripple through her.
Nagisa squirmed against the silver-haired beauty who tightened her grip in response. Tamao was not amused in the slightest at the scene before her. She planted her hands on her hips, glowering at the older girl.
"What are you doing to my Nagisa-chan?" She asked in a crisp voice. The red-head's eyes widened at the blunette's behavior. She already knew her roommate didn't care too much for the upperclassman, but she never expected her to openly display such animosity.
Maybe she really is worried about me. Nagisa mused. She measured Tamao once again with her eyes, taking in her aggressive stance and intense scowl. Or maybe not… I feel like that last scrap of meat between two starving animals. Why can't they go after someone else and leave me the hell alone?
As Nagisa's internal dialogue continued, the air amongst the two predators became tense. Shizuma raised her eyebrows at the blunette's usage of Nagisa's name.
"MY?" She then gave a feral smirk as she pressed her cheek against the red-head's, the latter grimacing at the former's actions. "Nagisa-chan belongs to me."
"I don't belong to anyone," Nagisa piped up, but neither of the other two girls were listening to her.
Fiery amber-eyes and icy violet-orbs glared at one another, and the red-head could literally feel the sparks flying between the two. She glanced about the area, only now noticing a few of the other students who had gathered to observe their territorial dispute. The hairs on her neck bristled, and she ground her teeth in frustration, peeved by their antics and by the passive crowd.
I have to do something about this… Nagisa adjusted herself in Shizuma's grip, giving herself enough room to slip a hand underneath the older girl's limb. Using Shizuma's current distracted state to her advantage, the red-head swiftly pinched the underside of Shizuma's upper arm.
The silver-haired beauty let out a surprised yelp and instantly retracted herself from the smaller girl, rubbing at her sore skin. She stared at Nagisa with her lips slightly parted in bewilderment, and the red-head would have laughed at the upperclassman's uncharacteristic manner if she wasn't in her current situation.
With a menacing stare, she turned her attention to the spectators. "I hope you all enjoyed the show," she hissed, "but it's over now, so leave." The students began to disperse, murmuring amongst themselves and throwing dirty looks at the red-head. She shook her head in disgust at them. Brats… I'm not some form of entertainment. You're all lucky we're in a school environment. What I wouldn't give to knock some sense into these fools…
"Well, now that this little spectacle is over with, ready to go, Nagisa-chan?" Tamao asked with a smile.
Nagisa pointed her glare at the blunette. Her roommate's smile dropped, and she bowed her head, looking very much like a guilty child.
"Tamao-chan, go to class. Tell them I'm going to be late," Nagisa said, her voice becoming unnervingly calm. She then aimed her gaze toward the amber-eyed demoness who was still gawking at her.
"And you, Shizuma-oneesama. Go do… whatever it is you do," she said with a dismissive wave of her hand.
She then turned her back on the group and proceeded to stomp back into the dormitory, leaving the other girls behind.
"I don't have time to be dealing with those immature idiots," she muttered as she stormed up the stairs. "Fighting over a person they've only known for two days? How pathetic. A bunch of young, silly schoolgirls blinded by puppy love. Well, they're in for a rude awakening once they step out into the real world."
She continued her mindless babbling until she finally arrived at Shizuma's room. I guess one good thing came of that little… argument. The halls are empty, and now I know for sure that Shizuma isn't in her room.
Nagisa opened her bag and brought out her lock picking kit, once again easily breaking into the upperclassman's room. She quickly made her way into the room and removed the clock from her bag, dropping it behind the silver-haired girl's desk. She glanced up at the nail protruding from the wall.
Good, now all I need to do is have her invite me to her room… She scrunched her face at the thought. …without giving that pervert the wrong idea. Easier said than done… Ask about the nail, help her find the clock, and then find out where she received it from.
She smirked to herself, silently patting her back. And then I'll be that much closer to completing my mission and getting the hell out of this insane asylum.
Nagisa re-buckled her bag and stepped out of the room, closing the door behind her.
12:33 PM
The red-head sat her tray down across from the blunette and took her seat at the table for two. It was lunch time, and the cafeteria lobby was packed as it usually was. The incessant background chatter did little to soothe Nagisa, particularly due to the fact that much of the gossip she could hear was about her and what had occurred earlier that morning.
"She's such a harlot…"
"…pitting the Miator stars against one another…"
"I know! And that fight earlier…"
"… hurting Shizuma-oneesama like that…"
Nagisa tuned out their babbling and took a bite of her sandwich. She peeked up at the blunette. The girl was staring gloomily down at her food; she had yet to even touch the meal before her. She must still be feeling at fault for me being late to class… The red-head tightly drew her lips to the side of her face, dismayed by the guilty aura permeating from her roommate.
"Tamao-chan." The blunette's head snapped up as soon as Nagisa spoke her name, her eyes wide. She pointed her sandwich at the girl, her stare intense. "Stop beating yourself up over this morning. It's my fault for going back to the room."
Her violet-eyes blinked. "Oh, that?" She smiled sadly. "I was actually more worried about the other girls… It seems Shizuma-sama and I have put you in quite the spotlight." Tamao looked out of the corner of her eyes at a few of the students who were throwing obvious glances toward Nagisa. "And not the good one, I might add."
The red-head scoffed and shrugged. "I could care less about them. I've been hated by more than fifty-percent of the Miator student population ever since I got here two days ago. They can talk as much as they want as long as they stay out of my way," she grunted as she took a sip of her water and set it back upon the table. She then sighed, propping her elbow on the smooth surface and resting her cheek in the palm of her hand. "What was the deal earlier?"
Tamao took her glass in her hand and drew circles around its rim. "Well… Shizuma-sama is the type who always gets what she wants," she murmured softly, glancing up at the red-head, "and right now, she wants you." She sighed as she set her glass down without even bothering to take a drink. She folded her hands in her lap and stared hard at the table. "I just don't wish to see you get hurt. She tends to do that to people she gets involved with…"
Nagisa watched her curiously, barely missing the pain that flitted across the blunette's face. This seems very personal to her… I wonder if her and Shizuma…? No, couldn't be. Should I ask? Her mind briefly flashed back to the image of Tamao's features seconds ago. I shouldn't. That would be thoughtless of me.
"Me? Fall for her? Please," the red-head chuckled, and the blunette lifted her head. "I assure you, Tamao-chan, that I am not the least bit interested in Hanazono-san."
"Then why did you call her Shizuma-oneesama earlier?" Suspicion laced her roommate's voice.
Her mouth opened as if to speak, but nothing came out. Nagisa closed it and pressed her lips together, brow furrowing. She very nearly said 'because she gets what she wants', but she couldn't say that. She refused to say that. And so, she nonchalantly replied, "To keep her off my back. It's not like I enjoy using such a silly honorific for her, but it's a way for me to keep her at bay."
"So you really aren't interested in her?" Tamao inquired hopefully, eyes shining. Nagisa shook her head, and a large smile spread across the blunette's face. "I'm so happy to hear that, Nagisa-chan!"
"Uh-huh…" She slowly replied as she finished her sandwich and washed it down with a gulp of water. She looked at the dishes in front of her, finding that she had already consumed all of her mini triangular sandwich wedges. All she had left now was a strange French dessert she had never seen before. She took her spoon and scooped up some of the crème caramel, bringing it to her lips and tasting it.
"Mmm…" She moaned and closed her eyes as she savored the sweetness of the custard. Nagisa had always loved desserts, and this time was no different. Rarely ever were they allowed to partake in such treats at The Baran. The trainees were assigned strict diets along with their exercise regimens in order to maintain their health and physique. Only on certain holidays were they allowed to snack, and even then, they were only given small portions. And so this simple pleasure before Nagisa was like heaven to her. So delicious…
She opened her eyes to find Tamao staring, her cheeks stained a slight shade of red. Nagisa removed her spoon from her mouth, scowling at the girl. "What?"
"Nagisa-chan! Making such lewd noises at the table…" The blunette murmured coyly, a small smile playing at her lips.
The red-head flushed at her words, her scowl deepening. "I was enjoying my dessert, you idiot! Why do you have to turn everything I do into something so… so suggestive?!"
"You're right, Nagisa-chan. I'm sorry," Tamao sighed. She then perked up as an idea occurred to her. Grabbing her spoon, she scooped some of her crème caramel up and held it across the table. "Here."
Pink-orbs cautiously eyed the piece of silverware. "We have the same dessert, Tamao-chan. You eat yours, and I'll eat mine."
Tamao shook her head dramatically. "No, no, Nagisa-chan! This is a different custard. It has more of a lemon flavor; I get it all of the time! Try it," she demanded as she moved the spoon closer to her friend.
"But they both look exactly the same…" The red-head muttered. But what if it is a different flavor? It looks so good…
Nagisa shrugged and took the spoon into her mouth. Her roommate removed the utensil from her lips, and the red-head thoughtfully chewed the custard, narrowing her eyes at Tamao once she swallowed.
"They taste the exact same…" Nagisa grumbled.
"Oh, silly me," Tamao said with a grin as she took a bite of her dessert with the very same spoon. "I must have accidentally grabbed the wrong one."
The red-head resumed eating her own crème caramel, glaring intently at the other girl. "I don't think I'll ever understand you…"
The blunette giggled at her remark. "So, Nagisa-chan… Have you decided which club you'll join yet?"
"The go-home club," Nagisa indifferently replied, taking another sip of her water.
"You need to join an actual club, Nagisa-chan!" Tamao scolded her. She then brought her hands together in front of her, smiling widely. "Since you haven't decided on one yet, how about joining the literature club that I'm in?"
"Literature club?"
"Yes, I really love composing and reading poetry," the blunette continued, excitement brimming through her. "Your cleaning duty doesn't begin until Monday, right?" Nagisa nodded slowly, and Tamao brightened even more. "Well, then. How about we go together to my club meeting after this?"
"I don't know, Tamao-chan… I have some things I need to do today."
"Please, Nagisa-chan!" Nagisa grimaced at the desperation she could hear in the blunette's voice. Tamao clenched her fists in front of her, her face sullen. "I really want you to hear my newly composed work. But, I suppose if you do have more important things to do today… Then I understand."
Nagisa looked off to the side. She couldn't believe she was actually contemplating putting her plans on hold in order to pander to this girl. She sighed. Hirai did tell me I don't need to rush… I guess I should try to enjoy this freedom while it lasts.
"Alright. If it means that much to you, I'll go."
Tamao put a hand to her cheek and smiled. "Really? Thank you, Nagisa-chan. That makes me so happy." Her violet eyes darted up and then became wide.
The red-head observed the blunette as she looked up in surprise. Tamao stood, and Nagisa followed suit, throwing a glance over her shoulder to see what had caught the attention of her roommate. Two girls approached their table; both of them looked vaguely familiar. One had dark purple tresses and red eyes while the other had short maroon hair and baby-blue eyes. Those two girls were with Shizuma yesterday morning. I wonder what they're doing here?
"Tougi-sama, Kanou-sama." Tamao gave a slight bow to the upperclassmen in greeting, and they nodded in response. The blunette suddenly appeared to be confused. "Um… where is Shizuma-sama?"
"She's having a luncheon meeting with the student council members of Miator, Spica, and Le Rim," the girl with purple hair replied.
"Please excuse us," the baby-blue eyed girl said, and the two left just as quickly as they had arrived.
Nagisa studied the girls as they walked away before turning her head to look at the blunette. "A luncheon?"
Tamao chuckled at her friend's ignorance. "Yes. Whenever there's something involving all three schools, the Étoile-sama must also attend."
The red-head gave an amused snort and crossed her arms, a smirk gracing her lips. "A shame their Étoile is so irresponsible. I bet you she's off gallivanting somewhere."
"Nagisa-chan! Don't speak so loud, they'll hear you!" Tamao whispered, taking her seat and gesturing for the red-head to do the same. Nagisa rolled her eyes and sat across from her, glancing over at the two upperclassmen as they ordered some tea.
"So? I don't care," the red-head replied, not the least bit concerned.
"Tougi-sama and Kanou-sama are Shizuma-sama's childhood friends," her roommate explained. Nagisa shrugged and measured her with a look as if to say, "And your point is?" Tamao shook her head at the other's stubbornness.
Nagisa looked away from her as someone else caught her eye. Miyuki entered the cafeteria lobby, glancing about the area with narrowed eyes until she finally spotted who she had been searching for. She began striding towards Tougi and Kanou who were now seated at a table, making small talk and sipping at their tea.
"Huh. I wonder what Rokujou-sama needs with those two. She looks mad," the red-head murmured as she observed Miyuki approach Tougi and Kanou's table. Tamao turned her head to look back at the scene as well. "Now all three of them look irritated. The amazing Étoile strikes again," Nagisa surmised dramatically with a grin.
Tamao shook her head once more, a smile tugging at her lips. "Let's head out, Nagisa-chan. My meeting is going to begin soon."
01:13 PM
"That poem was actually very nice," Nagisa thought aloud to herself. She was currently on her way back to the dorms, leaving Tamao behind to finish her club meeting.
I'm so glad it's Saturday… Classes are over with so now I can just relax for awhile. I'll worry about the clock later this evening. She thought, taking in the scenery around her.
The day was still a beautiful one; the sun shone brightly through the trees that lined the sides of the cement-paved footpath, and the gentle spring breeze was refreshing. Nagisa looked up at the green leaves waving in the wind, and an emotion welled in her heart that made her feel as if she could accomplish anything at that very moment. She closed her eyes and took in a deep breath as she continued ambling on, relishing the solitude that presently surrounded her.
"Shizuma-oneesama…"
Nagisa's ears perked at the voice, and she opened her eyes, turning her head toward the direction of the sound. A few feet beyond the trees and shrubs stood two figures. The red-head groaned as she caught sight of silver-hair through the greenery.
It appears she has yet another victim in her clutches… Shirking her responsibilities as the Étoile for this?
The red-head sighed and quietly approached them. She leaned against one of the trees and crossed her arms, observing the two with a bored expression on her face. They still weren't aware of her presence and went about their business. Shizuma's left hand held the girl's right, and the silver-haired beauty's other hand gently caressed a lock of the girl's hair. She elegantly let the strands slide from her hand, then reached her dainty fingers to the girl's chin and lifted her head. Shizuma slowly leaned in, appearing to savor the moment.
I think I'll have some fun with these love birds… Nagisa smirked to herself and pushed her body away from the tree.
"Shizuma-oneesama, what is this?!" The red-head exclaimed as she stepped towards the two, feigning hurt. Nagisa had to force back a laugh as both their heads snapped up to look at her, surprise written across their features. "You can cheat on me, but I can't cheat on you? I knew those words were empty… Nothing but lies!"
"Nagisa-chan?" Shizuma straightened herself up, letting go of the other girl as she did so. She stared at the red-head, blinking in confusion at the sudden turn of events.
The girl broke from her spell and looked back and forth between the two, her face turning scarlet. "I-I'm sorry!" She yelled as she ran off.
Nagisa watched the girl as she bolted, feeling the slightest pang of pity for her. I wonder how many hearts this she-devil has broken…
"Nagisa-chan…" Shizuma said her name softly and slowly began to walk to her. Her face was a tad contorted with an emotion Nagisa couldn't quite place her finger on. Remorse, perhaps? Was my acting that good? I didn't think she would fall for it that easily. Especially with those lame lines I used.
"I meant what I said the other night, my Nagisa-chan. But you must understand, this is the kind of person I am." The silver-haired beauty spoke slowly, soothingly, as if she were talking to a small child.
The red-head gaped at her, both shocked and offended by her arrogance. She promptly closed her mouth but continued to glare at the older girl, crossing her arms.
"Alright, that's fine, as long as you don't mind me having some fun with other girls as well. Say, for example, Tamao-chan?" She inquired mockingly, knowing this would get a rise out of the girl.
"No, you cannot," Shizuma said in a sharp voice, her eyes narrowing. She was a few steps away from the red-head now, but Nagisa held up a hand to stop her.
"Calm down, Shizuma-oneesama. I really don't care what you do," Nagisa said, rolling her pink orbs.
Shizuma halted and blinked, feeling strangely disappointed by her words. "You… don't?"
"No, I don't," the red-head grunted as she turned back towards the paved footpath. "I was only teasing you. Now, hurry up and get to your luncheon. It's rude to keep people waiting."
She began to walk forward only to be stopped as a gentle hand firmly grasped her wrist, and she involuntarily flinched as that irrational fear twisted in her chest once again. Dammit, I wish this thing would just go away. She took a few deep breaths, her fear ebbing as she reassured herself that she wouldn't get hurt.
"What is it now?" Nagisa questioned, keeping her head trained forward.
"Would you join me for tea after the luncheon, Nagisa-chan?" The amber-eyed girl replied with an inquiry of her own, her voice becoming smooth with an underlying smugness, as if she already knew the other's reply would be in the affirmative.
The red-head looked over her shoulder curiously. Tea? I suppose this will work… Though my pride wants me to say 'no'.
"Where? At your room?"
Shizuma raised her brows but then her face broke into a flirtatious smile. "I was going to suggest the greenhouse, but I must say, your offer is much more tempting." She released the red-head's wrist, cupping her own elbow with one hand as she brought the other to her chin. "Do you know where my room is?"
"Doesn't everyone?" Nagisa asked snidely as she crossed her arms and looked off to the side, hoping the silver-haired beauty wouldn't push the matter any further.
"My, my, Nagisa-chan. Are you this pleasant with everyone?" Shizuma teased. The red-head gave her an impatient look in response. Shizuma pouted at her and sighed. "Alright, I'll hurry to the luncheon. Meet me at my room in an hour."
Nagisa could feel her lips tugging upwards, amused by the upperclassman's childishness. She quickly turned to hide her smile from the other girl.
"Yeah, yeah. I'll be there," she said, her tone conveying her disinterest. She stepped back onto the paved footpath and began heading towards the dorms, anticipation quickening her pulse. Soon, I'll be one step closer to figuring this mission out…
02:12 PM
Pink-eyes glanced at both ends of the hall. She sighed in relief, thankful the corridor was empty. Nagisa then turned her attention to the entrance of the seductress' lair.
Alone with the demoness in her room… Nagisa silently said a prayer for herself before she rapped on the Étoile's door, and seconds later, it opened. Shizuma gazed down at the red-head with a warm smile and opened the door wider.
"Please come in, Nagisa-chan."
Nagisa's heart thumped faster as she cautiously entered. Nervous, why am I so damn nervous?! She stopped awkwardly in the middle of the room, crossing her arms in an attempt to appear nonchalant.
Shizuma strode past her, graceful as always, and pulled her chair away from her desk, turning it so it faced the bed.
"I know it isn't much, but please, take a seat, Nagisa-chan," the silver-haired beauty said but paused as she observed the wary girl. She grinned. "Or maybe you would prefer to sit with me on my bed?"
The red-head scowled and stuck her chin out defiantly. "The chair is fine."
Chuckling softly, Shizuma grabbed the two cups of tea she had prepared from the top of her desk. She handed one to Nagisa as the latter sat in the chair before taking her own seat upon her bed. The red-head brought the tea to her face, closing her eyes and taking a whiff of its delicious aroma.
Amber-eyes observed Nagisa, watching as the younger girl brought the cup to her delicate lips and how her slender throat moved as she sipped the drink. Shizuma dragged her eyes back up as Nagisa opened her pink orbs.
"How is it?" Shizuma asked with a small smile, taking a sip from her own cup.
The relaxed expression Nagisa wore drained from her face, replaced by a look of indifference. She gave a shrug, bringing the cup to her mouth and turning her head slightly towards the window. "It's alright."
She's vain enough as it is… I'm not about to compliment her tea. She thought as she watched the clouds float across the sky outside. A laugh sounded from the girl across her, and she glanced at her. Shizuma was staring at the red-head with that trademark smile of hers.
"Only 'alright'? Your face spoke otherwise, Nagisa-chan," Shizuma commented, eyes sparkling mischievously.
A slight tinge of red rose in Nagisa's cheeks, embarrassed that the silver-haired girl had been watching her so closely. "Yeah, well… I was thirsty," she dumbly replied.
Shizuma merely smirked at her reply as she took another sip of the tea which only served to grate the red-head's nerves even more.
Acting as if she knows everything… I doubt I'll ever get used to this attitude of hers. Whatever. Time is ticking, and I need to move this along.
Nagisa sighed and turned towards her, eyeing the girl intently with a wary expression.
"So, what made you invite me for tea?" She was curious about the sudden proposal and wondered what the amber-eyed goddess wanted with her. Not that I care or anything… She added to herself as an afterthought.
The Étoile put on a wounded face as she lowered her tea cup. "Why, Nagisa-chan, you are looking at me as if I have hidden intentions." She then tilted her head to the side quizzically. "Can I not honestly want to get to know you better?"
"You don't seem the type who would make such an attempt without getting something in return," Nagisa bluntly answered, leaning back into the chair.
Shizuma set her jaw, feeling the slightest bit vexed by the younger-girl's assumption of her. The red-head smirked at her irate expression.
"Oh, Shizuma-oneesama, did I hit a nerve? Please forgive my candidness, but I was only speaking from what I had observed of you so far." Nagisa dropped her smirk, her lips curling into a sneer as her temper began surging forth.
"And from what I have observed of you so far, you are the stereotypical wealthy snob. Thinking you can have everything you want and stepping on anyone who gets in your way… Using others and then tossing them to the side once you're done with them… Just like that poor girl earlier!" Nagisa hissed as she leaned forward in her chair, eyes flashing with anger. "Did you make her think you cared? Showed her some attention until you had her wrapped around your little finger? Knowing full well that you would just abandon her in the future? You…"
Nagisa could feel tears brimming in her eyes. Those damned tears that always seemed to appear whenever those deep-seated emotions inside her surfaced. She stopped herself from continuing her rage-fueled rant, taking a moment to catch her breath and recompose herself. She bowed her head in attempt to hide her tears from the other girl and also because she couldn't find it in herself to meet the silver-haired beauty's gaze.
Shizuma had looked absolutely shocked, her eyes glinting with a mixture of emotions. Guilt began to worm its way into Nagisa's heart as she sat there, clenching at her dress. She was ashamed she had taken her anger out on another, that she had snapped the way she did. Fear settled in her stomach as a disturbing question crossed her mind: Am I destined to become my mother?
She heard a creak from the bed, and her head shot up to see the Étoile begin to carefully approach her. The red-head had the sudden urge to vomit as she saw the kindness in the other's face, the pity. Looking at her as if she was broken. Why? Why is she looking at me like that? After all those things I said…
The younger girl held out a hand, and Shizuma paused.
"Don't…"
Nagisa cringed at how pathetic her own voice sounded. It trembled and strained in her throat, like a dam on the verge of collapse. Nagisa knew that once Shizuma laid her hands upon her in her current state, she would break. I can't believe this is happening… In front of her, of all people… The red-head breathed deeply as she watched the other girl, eyes wide in desperation.
The Étoile gazed helplessly at the girl before her, uncertain of what to do next. The once seemingly headstrong Nagisa had become a frail little girl, and Shizuma was taken aback by the unexpected change. Her anger for the fiery red-head had dissipated once she saw that intense sadness consume the girl's features. She wondered what it could be, and if it perhaps was related to her. Was it possible that her Nagisa actually liked her but hid her emotions behind a stubborn demeanor? Or was there something much darker at work here? An image from the night they were on the rooftop flashed through her mind, and she vaguely recalled saying something that had temporarily pained the red-head but couldn't quite remember what those words had been. Shizuma contemplated the younger girl with compassionate eyes and was overcome with another urge to cradle her small frame in her arms.
"Nagisa-chan…" The silver-haired beauty murmured softly and reached out a hand to grasp the red-head's.
The underclassman recoiled from her. "Don't," Nagisa began, her voice stronger. "Just… give me a moment… Please?" Pink eyes begged the Étoile to leave her be.
Shizuma regarded her for a few seconds before giving a silent nod. She turned her body to stare at the rear wall in order to give the girl a moment of privacy.
The red-head blinked at the Étoile's back and then smiled, shaking her head as she wiped her eyes with her free hand. She could've sat down… Idiot…
She took another breath and bit her lip as she began to nervously play with her tea cup. She hated appearing so vulnerable in front of others, and she especially loathed how quickly her emotions could get out of check. Only certain things could set her off: a particular word, a sound, even a specific smell. And here she had brought the torrent out herself. I allowed that anger to escape… and I took it all out on her. And yet she still reached out to me. Nagisa looked back up at the silver-haired girl, and she could feel the slightest bit of appreciation for the upperclassman welling in her chest.
"Shizuma…" Nagisa finally spoke, voice soft.
The amber-eyed goddess slowly looked over her shoulder, her face an impassive mask, effectively hiding her shock. She could barely believe her Nagisa had spoken her name without an honorific. "Yes, Nagisa-chan?"
The red-head shifted her gaze to the side, embarrassment settling within her once again. "I'm sorry… for those things I said," she murmured.
The Étoile walked to her bed and turned, gracefully lowering herself onto the mattress. She leaned down and picked her cup up from the floor, shooting the younger girl a smile.
"It's fine," she assured the girl, her voice serene. "We all have moments where we get caught up in our emotions. Though I must say… Your words were quite cutting, Nagisa-chan. So much so that I may now be a changed woman," Shizuma finished jokingly as she raised her tea to her lips.
Nagisa couldn't keep the smirk that spread across her face, and she secretly thanked the silver-haired girl for not prying into her 'episode'. "I'm glad my words may have gotten through that thick skull of yours. If you do change your… habits… I may start liking you."
"I'll take that into consideration," Shizuma replied with a smirk of her own.
"Are you always this arrogant?" The red-head questioned as she took the last drink of her tea, her eyes twinkling with amusement.
Shizuma's lips curled into an alluring smile. "Arrogant is such a harsh word, Nagisa-chan. I prefer-"
"Ruthlessly charming?" The red-head offered, suppressing a giggle as the Étoile gave her a hard stare.
"Well, I wouldn't say I'm ruthless," the amber-eyed girl said, a grin appearing across her face. "But I am flattered you think I'm charming."
Nagisa sputtered and then broke out into laughter at the remark. The Étoile attempted to feign a pout but failed as a smile overcame her. She felt content, satisfied that she was able to see this side of the usually stubborn red-head.
After a minute, the younger girl finally ceased her laughter and absent-mindedly went to take a sip from her cup. When no liquid met her lips, she brought the cup to her lap and glanced down at it.
"Would you like some more tea, Nagisa-chan?" Shizuma asked, already rising from her bed to pour her another cup.
"I should probably be leaving soon. I'm certain Tamao-chan will be wondering where I am."
The silver-haired beauty narrowed her eyes at this and paused at her desk, setting her cup on its surface. "How close are you and Suzumi-san?"
Nagisa raised a brow at the edge she heard in the upperclassman's tone. "We're… friends…?" She responded uncertainly. I would describe us as being acquaintances, but Tamao seems to think we're closer than that. Are we friends? I didn't think it was possible to become 'friends' in only a few days.
Shizuma glanced over at the girl who was in deep thought. "I see…"
Upon hearing the silver-haired beauty's voice, Nagisa broke from her musings. Rising from the chair, Nagisa stepped to the desk and set her cup next to the Étoile's. Now would be the perfect time to put my plan into action…
"What time is it, Shizuma… oneesama?" She cringed as the honorific left her lips.
The Étoile smirked at her behavior. She then looked up at the wall above her desk. Shizuma scowled at the nail that held nothing, being reminded that her clock had been missing since yesterday. Nagisa followed her gaze.
"Why are you staring at a nail?"
"I had a clock that hung there, but it went missing."
"Maybe it fell behind the desk?" The red-head suggested.
Shizuma blinked. For some reason, the thought had never occurred to her.
"You may be right."
The red-head stepped back as the upperclassman took a hold of her desk, carefully pulling its right side slightly away from the wall. Nagisa watched with a smile as the older girl bent down behind the desk and retrieved her clock. Shizuma straightened up, device in hand, shooting a glance toward the underclassman. A smirk graced her lips.
"Did you enjoy the view, Nagisa-chan?"
The younger girl furrowed her brow in confusion. "Enjoy the…?" Realization dawned on her face, and her cheeks became a light red. She looked to the side and crossed her arms, scoffing, "I was actually surprised to see the great Shizuma Hanazono perform a physical task. I didn't think you were capable of work."
Shizuma grinned and leaned in towards the smaller girl. "Oh? I'm actually capable of many things, Nagisa-chan," she purred and edged closer to her prey. "If you stay a little longer…"
With a roll of her eyes, Nagisa took a few steps back. "Just hang your damn clock back up on the wall already!"
The Étoile sighed and reluctantly did as she was told. "If only you knew what you were missing out on, my little Nagisa-chan," she said pityingly, pushing the desk back into place.
"So, who gave that clock to you?" The red-head casually asked, totally ignoring the amber-eyed girl's comment.
Shizuma turned to face the girl and grinned playfully, her abrupt change in mood nearly startling the underclassman. "Why do you ask?"
The younger girl held back an eye-roll. Why can't you answer the damn question?
"Just curious," Nagisa replied, shrugging.
The silver-haired girl looked disgruntled by the short reply but brushed it off, smiling up at the clock on her wall. "A good friend gave it to me."
Well, looks like she's not going to tell me the name of the friend who gave it to her… Maybe she'll tell me the date she received it? That information will help me decide whether her friend planted the camera or if someone else did…
Nagisa watched her, an inquisitive expression on her face. "When?"
Turning her head to the younger girl, Shizuma pouted. "You want to know more about my clock than me?"
"It just seems more interesting than you," the red-head said, shrugging again.
"Beaten by a clock… What a shame…" Shizuma sighed.
"Yes, yes… A pity," Nagisa muttered as she irritatedly shook her head. "I better go. Thanks for the tea."
The red-head turned to leave but was stopped by a pair of arms that enveloped her. She stiffened as the silver-haired beauty pushed herself against her back and shivered as her breath caressed her ear.
"Leaving so soon? But you only just arrived moments ago."
Nagisa clenched her teeth and growled, "Let me go. I have other things to attend to."
"My. And what are these other things of which you speak?" Nagisa could hear the smirk in her voice.
"Things," she grunted as she attempted to wriggle free of the other's embrace, "that I would rather be doing right now."
Dammit, she has it to where I can't move my arms! The red head's heart began to pound in her chest as she continued to search for a way to get out of the forceful girl's grip.
"Are you saying you don't enjoy this?" Shizuma whispered into her ear, lips brushing against the red-head's lobe.
The younger girl jerked her head to the side, cursing the strange emotions that were coursing through her body. Damn this insufferable woman! I don't like this. I don't like this. She repeated the mantra in her head, hoping she would regain control of her body.
"If you don't let me go," Nagisa seethed, voice dripping venom, "I will hurt you."
Shizuma chuckled softly and released the girl. Nagisa stood there, amazed that the demoness had actually let her go. She lifted her head, eyes wide and mouth agape, to look at the silver-haired beauty who was currently pushing her chair back underneath the desk. After she had finished, Shizuma looked at her and crossed her arms, smirking.
"Why do you look so awe-struck, Nagisa-chan?" Shizuma teased, her smirk turning into an amorous smile. "Is that a hint of disappointment I see in your eyes? Were you secretly wanting me to continue?"
"N-no!" The red-head stuttered, her face about the shade of her hair. "Of course not!"
She mechanically made her way to the door and opened it, turning her head to warily look back at the silver-haired girl. Shizuma winked at her, and the red-head scowled in response.
"Don't you ever do that to me again, you idiot!" Nagisa snarled before she snapped her head back forward and stepped outside of the room, firmly shutting the door and leaving a very amused Shizuma in her wake.
10:43 PM
The red-head stared up at the ceiling. Another night had come; the lights were out, and Tamao had already fallen asleep. Thankfully, Nagisa returned before her roommate finished her club activities. She wasn't sure how the blunette would have reacted had she told her about her day with Shizuma.
Shizuma…
Nagisa groaned and rolled over on her left side. She glared at the wall, still feeling irritated that the Étoile hadn't told her much about the clock.
A good friend… Gears turned in her brain as she tried to figure out who the mystery girl could possibly be. I don't even really know Shizuma all that well… Wait… Could it be someone from her Student Council posse? She gave a sigh and rolled onto her back once again.
Now what? I can't possibly ask one of them without seeming suspicious… I could find out their names from Tamao and then toss them to Shizuma. She might take the bait… She snorted. To think the only lead I have right now is a clock… How troublesome.
The young assassin closed her weary eyes, too tired to think of anything else. She would sleep and then plan everything out tomorrow.
After note: FINALLY, THIS CHAPTER IS DONE! Sorry it took a little longer than my others. The dialogue stumped me at a few parts. I also apologize if the drama seems a bit much. I wanted to have a Nagisa with a more troubled past and delve into how she and Shizuma would both grow as characters as their relationship progresses. Of course, the other characters will also play a role in Nagisa's development. I also apologize for any grammatical errors. I edited the story earlier before I posted it, but for some reason, it didn't save (not sure what happened). I did a quick once-over, but I'm certain I overlooked a few things.
Well, I hope you all have enjoyed this chapter!