This chapters for the biggest bookworm around. Alright...be prepared for my heavy implications mentioned before during my continuely poor attempts at romantic humor. Remember this is my attempt at an all ages story and the implications shall remain implications for laughs sake. ZUN owns Touhou Project

Chapter 7 – The bookish day of another Patchouli Knowledge

The sun rose with the morning, fading out the darkness of the night. Unlike many days, not a soul stirred its way onto the paths. As expected of a weekend day, the students snuggled themselves tighter underneath their blankets, intent on creating the new slack off record.

The sun shone over the large building within the student village known as the Scarlet residence, light creep through the curtains of the large personal library, landing on the purple haired librarian herself as she begun to awake.

Mmmm...It's bright, but it's comfy like this...Was my pillow always this big, and did it always smell like this...it's kind of nice.

"Hey Marisa-san, don't give a peace sign, pretend to be asleep."

"But that makes it look like I got tricked to, ah, how bout like this?"

"That's a good one."

What is all this noise so early in the morning?

Click.

The clear shutter of a camera in the quiet morning caused Patchouli's eyes to snap open, right in front of her was a blonde girl who had a big smile on her face.

"Morning Patchy."

"Mari...!" Patchouli pulled away blushing after realising the thing she had been hugging wasn't her pillow, but rather Marisa, who was lying next to her.

"Oh drat, she's awake already?" Aya said as the purple haired girl began letting out incomprehensible sound, "I was ready to get the little sister down here to get some pictures of librarian dress-up."

"What were you doing sleeping next to me?" the librarian demanded as soon as she regained composure.

Marisa sat herself up before replying, "Well you see, you only had one blanket, and you fell asleep before me and ended up clinging on to me all night you know. Felt kinda bad to push you off so it ended up like this see."

"I got a pretty nice photo out of it though." The news reporter showed Patchouli the shot she had taken.

After blushing harder, the purple haired girl shouted, "Out."

"Ah she's mad." Marisa stood up quickly and moved towards the door, raising her hands to catch a heavy book that flew through the air towards her.

"The ultimate manual for stopping attempted burglary, interesting book that got thrown at you." Aya said with a grin.

"Out!" Another book flew towards the two standing girls, this time causing Aya to catch the incoming book.

"Yours is pretty good to, top 10 ways to stop the annoying paparazzi." Marisa said as she stepped out the door of Patchouli's library

"I'm just a humble news reporter." Aya replied as she also stepped out.

Once the two girls had vanished from sight, the librarian stood up and strode towards the door, slamming it shut as hard as she could. Sliding down against the door till she sat with her back against it, "that idiot."

Patchouli stood up and headed for the door connecting her library with her bedroom. Of course, the door between them was just for convenience and had little point in existing, except to allow her to carry heavy books a shorter distance from the shelves to her bed side table.

Upon entering her room, she noticed that her blanket had been removed from her bed, probably by Marisa since they had both slept under it the previous night in the library. Discarding that thought, Patchouli opened her closet to find something to wear for the day.

It's hot today, I should wear something lighter... The skirt needs to be longer though, I don't want that annoying news girl taking up skirt shots next.

Settling on a light purple dresses that reached her knees, the librarian stepped out of her bedroom and made for the dining room, where a pleasant scent could already be smelt.

"Good morning Patchouli-sama." The greeting came from the maid of the house. Sakuya was busy laying the table with cutlery, breakfast itself was already on the table, letting out a strong alluring smell.

"Good morning Sakuya." Patchouli sat herself down at her seat and examined the meal. Grand was one word that could describe it, making it look good was a specialty of Sakuya's skill as a maid, but making it look even better for guests was probably the maid's personal trade secret. The bread looked simple yet it was possible to see how soft it was at the perfect warm temperature, the soup smelt plain but contained an incredible creamy texture.

"You seem tired, I heard banging before," Sakuya peered down at the purple haired girl as she passed, "Shall I prepare your meal for you to have in your room?"

Sharp as usual. "I'll be alright." She replied, trying to keep her voice energized.

"Very well then, ah..." the maid moved to hold onto the side of Patchouli's chair, "It would seem one young mistress has awoken."

Quick footsteps announced the arrival of Flandre, several seconds before the blonde girl appeared in the doorway still dressed in her pajamas. Spotting the two older girls at the table, she ran towards them and leapt into a flying hug, "Morning Patchy."

The girl who was seated braced herself, while the one standing pushed hard on the seat. The combined efforts prevented the young girl from causing a casualty before the morning meal begun.

"Good morning Flandre-sama," Sakuya said as she released the pressure she was using to steady the chair from the younger sister's collision, "Please do be gentle, Patchouli-sama is rather tired."

"Oh sorry," Flandre let go of Patchouli and circled round too give the maid a morning hug as well, "Patchy, did I hurt you?" she looked up at the purple haired girl with worried eyes.

I think you left a bruise. "I'm quite alright, please don't worry. By the way, where's your sister?" Kept the pain from my voice, that's good.

"Onee-sama is still sleeping." The little sister replied, dropping herself into her seat, "Suika tried waking her before I came down."

"Hmm, maybe I should go wake her." The maid said, setting down a jug of cold juice as she spoke.

"No need, she's awake...I think."

The voice came from Reimu, who had appeared with Suika in the doorway. On her back was the mistress of the house, who appeared to be in a half awake state.

"Are those hand prints?" Patchouli asked as the new group approached, examining Remilia's half asleep face.

"Blame Suika for them." Reimu replied bluntly.

"What? I was trying to wake her up." Her sister replied against the accusation.

"By slapping her, who in the world told you to do that?"

"Marisa did."

"Oh..."

Reimu sighed and walked towards Remilia's seat, stopping in front of it.

"My lady, we've reached the table." She said loudly.

"Mmmmhmm..." Remilia stirred slightly, but otherwise snuggled into Reimu's back.

"My lady, please take a seat here."

"This seat's more comfy." The sleeping girl said in a dreamy voice.

Letting out another sigh, Reimu turned to talk to Sakuya, "Any ideas?"

"Well...the mistress is easier to wake than Meirin," the maid said, she stepped forward and pushed down on the back of her mistress' neck with her finger.

Pressure point?

"Hmm...It's bright, morning already?" Remilia stretched her body slightly as she woke, noticing the person who was carrying her seconds after, "Reimu, why are you carrying me?"

"Because you said carry me when I came into your sister's room earlier to see if you were all awake."

"Is that right?" the blue haired sister's faced flushed a light red suddenly, "Uh...um...is that so? You can put me down now Reimu-san."

"Finally." Reimu said as she lowered herself, allowing the girl on her back to get off.

"That was a rather cute scene just then Remi." Patchouli said with a smile.

"Darn, too late."

Marisa and Aya appeared at the doorway, the latter holding her camera ready for a snapshot.

"If I wasn't trying to be polite I would have kicked you out already." Remilia mumbled as Aya pocketed her camera again.

"Just consider it photos of your childhood bratty life." Marisa said, having heard the comment.

"Are you calling me a spoiled brat?"

"Did I?"

"I would rather you not to ruin the mistress' mood this morning." The maid held a bread knife up as a threat as she spoke, how she could keep the tip of the knife pointing at Marisa could be anyone's guess, as the maid continued to move round the table without looking.

"Ha, Exactly right." Remilia said triumphantly as Marisa sat down without another word.

"So you're admitting to being a spoiled kid?" Reimu asked between sips of her juice.

It really is amazing how well Reimu-san can push Remi's buttons. Patchouli thought to herself, as she watched her friend flail her fists at the older girl while wailing, "I'm not a kid!" repeatedly.

A clear shutter tone announced that Aya had taken a picture of the scene, and was busy writing down extra notes into her notebook.

I'll think I'll ignore that.

Nothing else worth noting occurred during breakfast, unless of course you count Meirin walking in as Sakuya began washing the dishes, which eventually resulted in the late girl having to clean the house to get a meal.

"We'll be leaving then, thanks for everything."

Reimu, Suika and Aya stood outside the front door while the others saw them off to the door. Sakuya nodded her head towards them before returning to clean up with Meirin. Flandre tugged on Suika's sleeve, attempting to prevent her from leaving.

"Coooooome on, stay looooongeeeeeer, we still have time to play."

"That sounds nice...but." Suika began.

"Suika, you still have homework back home." Her sister said in a strict voice.

"Aw, just for a while..."

"I promised you a bottle of sake to, remember?"

"Well, Remi, Fran-chan, I'll see you two tomorrow at school."

"What a fast change Suika-san." Remilia said with a grin.

"Young girl chooses sake over friendship." Aya said, scribbling yet more notes into her notebook.

"I'll ignore those comments today." Suika said, happily thinking about the liquid prize waiting for her at home.

"Booooo, you're no fun." Flandre said in a disappointed voice before disappearing back into the house.

"Well, I'll see you three tomorrow then." Marisa said.

"Do you seriously not live here?" Reimu asked, looking at her best friend standing there seeing guests out as though it was her own home.

"Well, let us call this my second home." She replied.

"Then why won't you put things back in order after you take them from the shelves?" Patchouli asked the blonde girl.

"Same reason she doesn't bother at her first home." Suika explained, hoping to end the conversation in order to return home.

"Oh...forget that I bothered asking."

After the three girls left, the residents plus Marisa walked back into the house.

"I'm going to go see if I can get Fran to stop sulking," Remilia announced, then, shifting her gaze between the two other girls before fixing it on the older of the two, she said, "enjoy your stay, don't bully Patchy too hard though."

"What defines bully?" Marisa asked as the older sister turned to leave.

"Well...you know, embarrassing her through various means."

She so said that on purpose. Ugh, what am I thinking about? Patchouli's face flushed as she watched her friend walk away.

"So then Patchy, how bout coming to the bookstore with me?"

Eh? She's inviting me to a shop, that's not a good sign. Maybe I should ask if she plans on getting me to help steal.

"Are you guys going out?"

Flandre had reappeared next to Marisa, still wearing a disappointed face, although likely for a different reason.

Deciding that the bookstore was more appealing than a game with the little sister for now, Patchouli said, "Sorry Fran, me and Marisa are preparing to go out."

"Oh, is this a date?"

The second sister had also returned, wearing an almost devilish grin on her face.

"Remi, what are you say..."

"Date? Ah that sounds kinda right." Marisa said, cutting into the librarian's retort.

"Then," Remilia said, looking rather pleased with herself, "Fran, we shouldn't bother them, you wouldn't want to harm their happiness with your own selfishness would you?"

"Oh, no I wouldn't. Have fun on your date." Flandre said, practically bounced back up the stairs.

I'll get you back for this. Patchouli stared hard at the remaining sister, a wink told her that her friend understood the message as she walked off after her little sister laughing loudly.

"Well then, let's set off." Marisa said as she pulled her date partner by her arm.

Marisa wheeled her bike round from the side of the house, prompting Patchouli to sit on the back as she positioned herself ready to pedal.

The purple haired girl sat herself down side-saddle on the back, wrapping her arms round the older girl for balance. Guess we really look like a couple now.

"Hang on tight." The blonde girl took off, a loud squirm from behind moments after told her to slow down, "Ah come on Patchy, hold tight or we won't make it there before the crowds arrive."

"Please remember that I have a weak body." Patchouli replied in a stern voice, but moved slightly to hold on tighter all the same.

"Right right..." Marisa sped up again, ignoring the first complaint and resuming their high speed journey.

The book store was in the centre of the shopping district. Being the home of all the books required for school, and having a practically enormous collection of other books, the bookstore had a considerably good reputation even outside of the student village, attracting customers from many places.

Patchouli waited at the store's entrance while Marisa went to lock her bike to the stand. The store's front held a window display of many new books that had come in, along with a small stand just next to the entrance that read 'Free Newspaper', written and produced by the same news reporter that had taken dodgy pictures of her this same morning. After her blonde friend returned, the pair stepped inside.

"Ah, Patchouli-san, are you here for more books today?"

A calm voice greeted them from the back of shelf. Keine Kamishirasawa, the owner of the shop, stepped out from behind the shelf and walked towards the two girls.

"Hello Keine-sensei," Patchouli replied in a polite voice, then giving Marisa a sideways look, said, "Would you happen to have new books like the ones I got last time?"

"The one about stopping attempted burglary? I'm afraid not."

"Ah, hey Patchy, why did you like at me before asking that?"

"Think carefully."

"I'm just borrowing."

Keine looked at Marisa for a while before saying, "A book did come in that teaches you how to worm things back from people with words."

Interesting...but judging by Marisa's nature. "It sounds interesting, but I'll pass on the offer, thank you Keine-sensei."

"Alright then, feel free to browse. And I'll see you in class tomorrow Patchouli-san, it's nice that at least you find my classes enjoyable."

"I heard that it's boring because no one understands what you're saying." Marisa stated, earning her a headbutt from the teacher.

"You will if you listen carefully." Keine replied before walking off.

The blonde girl rubbed her head, mumbling something that sounded like,"cow."

Noticing a book with an interesting title on a nearby shelf, Patchouli picked it up and opened it. Oh...this could be useful.

"Hey Dai-chan, and Rumia-chan."

Glancing up, Patchouli saw Marisa greeting two younger girls who had just emerged from the textbook shelves, taking a closer look, she could recognise the two to be from Flandre's class.

"Hello Marisa-san," the two chorused back, although one had a significantly quieter voice than the other and could barely be heard.

"Are you here for school?" Daiyousei asked, balancing a stack of three books in her arms.

"Hmm? No, I'm on a date with Patchy over there."

"It's not a date." Pstchouli replied loudly. Letting the comment slip at home was one thing, but in public it was totally different.

"Alright...She's here to help me borrow books."

"No I'm not."

"You can borrow from a shop?" Rumia asked, pondering the thought as she looked down at her own stack of books, each with a price tag displaying a price she wouldn't pay if she could help it.

"You can't." Keine's voice spoke out from the shelf behind Marisa, causing a small jump in response.

"Well it's not like I ever had." Marisa started.

"I've sent an invoice to your home once already," the shopkeeper said as she approached, "don't try to say I don't have proof," she said the moment the blonde girl opened her mouth to retaliate, "Did you read the free newspaper from two weeks ago?"

"Huh, of course not, it's a rumour rag." Marisa replied instantly.

Keine lifted up the front page of the newspaper for the girls to see, on it, was a picture of Marisa casually stowing books into her bag as she got onto her bike.

"That Aya, she didn't even tell me."

"Serves you right." Patchouli said, closing the book she was reading with a snap.

"Meh...I'll return them once I find them."

"So you can't borrow from shops?" Rumia asked again, this time to Keine.

"Of course not, and Marisa-san, I'll be coming over to fish out the books personally.

"Wait," Marisa responded to Keine's statement, "You wouldn't want to come over, my house is a mess."

"A teacher must be prepared to enter a student's home if help is required." The teacher said, before walking off again. This time towards the counter followed by Daiyousei and Rumia.

"Nothing you can say to that Marisa," Patchouli said, having very much enjoyed the scene of her blonde friend gaping for a comeback, "I'll think I'll get this book."

Realising she wouldn't be 'borrowing' anything, Marisa turned back to Patchouli, "What kind of book is it?"

"Two hundred ways to halt intruders, from pranks to real traps."

"Ah wait, that wouldn't be for me will it?"

She still finds it necessary to ask? Well...this should keep her from borrowing from my study for at least a month.

A quick and not so required Gensokyo theatre (7)

"Hmm...still steals every chance she gets."

"Yukari-sama, dinners ready."

"Coming."

Somewhere in Gensokyo, a witch sneezed, someone must have been saying bad things about her.

Couldn't hold back on the lousy romantic comedy stuff, sorry if anyone didn't like it. So far chapters link from one character to the next as they appear within chapters, but I think I'll break that and start on team nineball's members next. Uni has started again so the rate of story writing I can do is gonna go down...down...down, don't expect quick posts of stories...secretly, the first seven chapters plus the prolouge were all written before I signed up to the site. Rate and Review, Thank you all.