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When Mikoto woke up, she instinctively flinched, her body and mind accustomed to something that didn't happen. She slowly looked around her dark room, finding it devoid of life but hers.

May 2nd.

It was a day Mikoto had come to dread living with Kuroko. The teleporter always woke her up right as the clock struck midnight and tried everything in the book to sleep with her, and Mikoto denied her of this every time. The whole day always consisted of Kuroko's attempts to seduce her, none of which ever did more than make her laugh. The day usually ended with Kuroko wearing lingerie and posing, what Mikoto assumed the teleporter thought was seductively, on her bed and saying she was all Mikoto's.

Truthfully, the whole ordeal made her stomach turn a bit. Kuroko was a dear friend, yes, but she took it too far sometimes. She had the mental scars to show for it. Sitting up and yawning, she threw her legs over the side of the bed and stood. She froze as she reached her door.

What's going to happen if I open this door?

Mikoto frowned and shook her head. I'm being paranoid, Kuroko's not out there. Taking a deep breath and opening the door, Mikoto was greeted by exactly what should've been there: nothing. Looking around, there really was nothing. Taking deep breaths and walking to the kitchen, Mikoto ignored the sinking feeling in her stomach as she looked around corners. She knew Kuroko didn't even know where her dorm was, there was no reason for her to be so nervous. Sighing, she sat down at the counter and rubbed the remainder of the sleep from her eyes. She yawned as she heard Shokuhou's door open, and she waited with baited breath.

"Morning." The girl yawned.

"M-Morning." Mikoto replied, not looking up. Shokuhou wandered past her and opened the fridge, making a weird sound before she closed it again.

"Something the matter?" She asked. Mikoto looked up and smiled weakly.

"No, nothing." She replied. Shokuhou sleepily rubbed the side of her head and shrugged indifferently, walking back to her room, presumably to get dressed, and Mikoto breathed a sigh of relief. She was way to nervous for no good reason. Hell, the odds of seeing Kuroko today were slim as it was.

She just hoped the Level 4 didn't try anything.

Once Shokuhou was ready to go, the two girls left their dorm and towards the main building of the school, Mikoto feeling all to jittery.

"Misaka-san! Shokuhou-san!" Mikoto flinched as someone called her name, and turned to find Kongou running up to them. "Hey!"

"Hey." Mikoto greeted weakly.

"Morning." Shokuhou replied. Shokuhou and Kongou had an understanding and were friendly with each other, which allowed Mikoto to stay out of the conversation completely.

"Did you hear me, Misaka-san?" Mikoto was jerked from her thoughts with a small nudge, and looked wide eyed at both of the girls watching her.

"N-No, I didn't." She replied weakly. Kongou sighed, but smiled at her.

"I said, how's your special day going?" Mikoto flinched.

"F-Fine." She replied, still checking her surroundings for the teleporter.

"What's so special about today?" Shokuhou asked. "It just seems like a normal day." Mikoto looked over at her roommate curiously. Had she really forgotten? It had only been a couple of days since she learned about it, so it was always possible.

"Nothing." Mikoto answered as Kongou opened her mouth. "Nothing is going on today."

"Then why is it special."

"Good question." Mikoto said, casting Kongou a look that told her to be quiet. The last thing Mikoto wanted while she avoided Kuroko was someone else trying to please her. Not that she wanted nothing, just nothing the three of them got to class, Mikoto took her usual seat by the window and zoned out, watching late students and those who were skipping mill around the courtyard outside. Itagaki came in after another few minutes and immediately jumped into their lesson, one Mikoto payed half attention too as the turning in her stomach prevented 100% devotion to the lesson. She just could not shake the thought that Kuroko was going to try something, and it unnerved her greatly. Sighing and doing her best to pay attention, she realized that Itagaki had gone to far along in the lesson for her to know what was happening. Shrugging indifferently, she returned her attention to the window.

"It's going to be a long day..." She murmured.

"Misaka-san!"

"Paying attention!"

Mikoto shut the door behind herself and Shokuhou, breathing in the cold air in the dorms.

"Thank God that's over." Shokuhou said, throwing herself on the couch.

"...Yeah." Mikoto said. "I'm going to go lie down."

"Alright." Mikoto walked to her room and shut the door, breathing a sigh of relief. Walking over to her laptop, Mikoto sat down and opened the device, knowing that this was going to happen. Making sure she looked presentable, she waited for the message to appear on her screen. Before long, it did, and she gathered her courage before clicking accept.

And her parents appeared on the screen.

Happy birthday Mikoto-chan!" Her mother said happily. Mikoto smiled, she couldn't help it.

"Thanks."

Happy birthday sweetheart." her dad said. "It's hard to believe your sixteen already. They sure grow up fast, eh Misuzu?"

"I know. It seems like just yesterday she was going away huh?"

"Don't get all emotional on me." Mikoto advised. "I've had a long day as it is." Her parents laughed at this, which made her smile. It was rare she got to talk to her parents like this, both were so busy. Her father especially.

"So, tell us all about it!" Her mother said. "How's high school?" Mikoto placed a finger on her chin as she thought, smiling weakly.

"It's a pain." She replied, earning another chuckle. "The works harder, the teachers are stricter, and I still have to get up early."

"You'll get used to it." Her father told her. "The first month's always the hardest."

Anything else cool going on?" Her mother asked, then grinned slyly. "Any boys?" Mikoto flustered at this, which entertained her mother to no end.

"No! Why would you think that?!"

"What about that nice boy I always see you with? Kamijou-san?"

"N-No!" Mikoto replied. "it isn't like that!"

"Of course it isn't Mikoto-chan." Mikoto should have known talking to her mother would loop around to the idiot eventually. It always did.

"It better not be that way." her father advised."I'll beat the shit out of him if he comes near you."

"Come down Dad." Mikoto replied with a smile. "He's an idiot, but he's not that bad.

"Misaka-san?" it was Shokuhou, outside the door.

"Yeah?"

"I'm leaving, I got stuff I need to do."

"Alright, see you." Mikoto replied.

"Oh, is that you're roommate?" Her mother asked, and Mikoto nodded. "Well let us meet her!"

"But..."

"Oh come on Mikoto-chan!"

"...I'll go get her..." Mikoto said, giving up and leaving her seat, opening her door. "Shokuhou-san?"

"Yeah?"

"Come here for a second." The blonde appeared at the end of the hall, and Mikoto gestured for her to come closer.

"What?" She asked. "I really need to get going."

"My parents want to meet you." Mikoto replied weakly, tugging on her roommates arm. "Just say hi quick, or they won't leave me alone."

"Fine, let's do this." Mikoto smiled as Shokuhou followed her into her room Mikoto sat down and shifted her seat so that her parents could see. "Mom, Dad, this is Shokuhou Misaki-san. Shokuhou-san, this is my Mom and Dad." Mikoto watched Shokuhou put on one of her signature disgustingly sweet smiles.

"Hey!" She greeted, smiling widely. "I'm Shokuhou!"

"Hello! We're Mikoto-chan's parents!"

"It's nice to meet you!" Shokuhou replied, really pouring it on. "I wish I could stay around and chat, but I really have something I have to do, so..."

"Of course, of course! Don't let us keep you!"

"Bye!' Shokuhou said, backing up a bit. "See you later, Misaka-san."

"Bye." Mikoto replied. As soon as Shokuhou shut the door, Mikoto's mother sighed.

"She seems so nice." She said. "Is she, Mikoto-chan?"

"Yeah, I suppose." Mikoto replied. What was really on her mind, however, was what exactly what had Shokuhou so busy.

Misaki really didn't have the time to stop and talk to Misaka's parents, so she excused herself as fast as possible and left the dorms. As soon as she did, she pulled out her phone and texted Kongou, who would be the one assisting her with the rest of the days activities. Once Misaki had shared her intentions to have a surprise party, the girl was on board immediately.

Good thing too, because Misaki seriously doubted Saten and Uiharu's ability to keep the secret from Shirai, even if they were invited regardless. Shaking her head and focusing on her task, Misaki weaved in and out of bustling city streets towards her first target.

The Bakery.

Misaki knew a cake was a must, and for the past few days she'd been scouting out all the ones she knew of for the best possible one, also taking into account where Misaka often went. She'd finally decided on one just the other day, making her way there now. Once she got to the door, she inhaled deeply and pulled her remote out.

"I need you to make me the best possible cake." Misaki told the people behind the counter, manipulating away. "I don't care where it comes from, just get me the best one."

"Of course Ma'am!" The man said, smiling widely. "What flavor would you like?"

"Surprise me. Just make sure it's actually any good."

"With pleasure! Wow, I love making cake and not get paid for it."

"Yeah yeah, whatever gets it done." Misaki replied, taking a seat. She watched the six workers rushing around, forming what she hoped would not disappoint. She sighed and looked out the window, watching people mill past. Some cast weird looks at the blonde teenager lounging in the pastry store while workers worked as hard as their feeble bodies and minds let them. She really didn't care who saw her unless it was Shirai, of all people. That was the only reason Misaki was going to such lengths to get a party going. Just when she heard the oven behind her opening, Misaki looked out to find a certain spiky haired boy outside, walking by. Bolting to the door, Misaki leaned out and saw his retreating back.

"Kamijou-san!" She called, causing him to turn and spot her. "It's a good thing I happened across you! Come here."

"Uh, what's going on?" Kamijou asked.

"Long story short, it's Misaka-san's birthday today." Misaki saw his eyes widen a little bit at these words, meaning he didn't know. "And I'm going to incredible lengths to make sure she enjoys herself."

"Alright, sounds like fun." he said, smiling. "What do you need from me?"

"First of all, to come. Can you do that, or are you too busy?" He shook his head.

"I've got nothing to do." Misaki nodded in approval.

"Good. In that case, you can wait here for that cake to be ready. Don't worry, I brainwashed them all into doing it for free. Just pick it up when they're done with it."

"Okay, then what?"

"Stay here." Misaki instructed sternly. "Wait for me to come back. Not to sound rude Kamijou-san, but it would ruin everything if your misfortune made something happen to that cake. Then the whole surprise would be ruined." he laughed awkwardly.

"Fair enough." He replied. "Wait, did you say surprise? Is Misaka-san out of the dorms?" Misaki laughed.

"She should be any second now." She replied. "I got some convincing help to keep her out of the dorms for a little bit."

Mikoto didn't have a clue what Itagaki wanted to see her for, and it sort of worried her. Onoda had buzzed up and said he wanted to see her in the classroom, but she didn't have the faintest idea why. Stomaching her fear, Mikoto gulped and entered the classroom doorway, knocking quietly. Her teacher jumped a bit and turned.

"Ah, Misaka-san, you're here." He said. "Please, come in." Mikoto did as instructed and stood in front of his desk as he finished sorting through the papers on his desk.

"You needed to see me, Itagaki-sensei?" She asked, hands behind her back. He nodded, clasping his hands together as he stared at her.

"Yes, I did." Silence, then, "Is something the matter, Misaka-san?" Mikoto made a face at these words.

"C-Come again?" She asked weakly. Itagaki sighed.

"I asked you if anything was wrong." he replied.

"Why would you think that?" She asked. He sighed and shrugged.

"A lot of things, really." he replied. "You struggle to pay attention, you fall asleep in class, you always look exhausted...Are you okay?" Mikoto wasn't used to a teacher looking out for her like this, but she knew she was fine.

"Everything's fine, Itagaki-sensei." She replied with a small smile to convince him. "I know I'm not the greatest at paying attention, but I'm fine. I'm always falling asleep and exhausted because Shokuhou-san and I stay up too late sometimes."

"Are you sure? That's all?"

"Yeah, pretty sure." The two stared at each other for a moment before he spoke,

"You know you can trust me, Misaka-san." He told her. "If anything's the matter, don't hesitate to tell me just because I'm a teacher." Mikoto frowned.

"I know, but I'm fine." She insisted. He nodded and leaned back in his chair. "Is that all?"

"Yes, you may go now." he replied. Mikoto turned to leave the classroom and did so quickly, her mind racing to figure out what had just happened. She knew she wasn't the greatest student sometimes, but was it that bad that her teachers thought something was wrong?"

"Ah, Misaka-san! I'm glad I happened across you!" Mikoto jumped and looked up, see the Headmaster there.

"H-Headmaster-san?" She asked. "W-What is it?"

"I have a problem that could use your expertise."

"I don't know how long they can distract her for, so we'll have to be quick." Misaki concluded, already halfway out the door. "So get the cake and wait, got it?"

"Got it." he replied. Misaki knew that he wouldn't know that he was doing other than it was Misaka's birthday, but hopefully he had the sense to wait. Just in case, she quickly added more programming to the brainwashing that told the cashier to make him wait until she returned. Taking several minutes and taking her time so she didn't look overly eager for nothing, Misaki finally arrived at her destination.

The video game store.

Misaki had done her research on the flyer she'd found in her roommates drawer. The game was called Street Warriors, which had come out only the day before. She has also learned of the Ultimate Edition, which included ten bonus characters and over thirty character skins, and had apparently had sold out in hours all across Japan.

Not on her watch.

Entering the air conditioned store, Misaki brainwashed the line out of her way and went to the cashier, smiling.

"Hello," She said, aiming her remote at him and smiling as she activated the control. "I'd like a copy of Street Warriors Ultimate Edition. Do you have one in stock?"

"Of course, Ma'am!" he said enthusiastically. "Allow me to get it for you!" The man disappeared into the back of the store, and Misaki sighed in relief. She waited and watched other people mill around the store looking at other games, none of which interested her in the slightest.

"Shokuhou-san?" Misaki flinched and looked over at the door, finding Saten and Uiharu standing there. "What are you doing here?" Saten asked as they entered.

"Oh, uh, hey guys!" Misaki greeted. "I wasn't, uh, doing anyth..."

"Here's your copy Ma'me!" the man said, returning with what appeared to be the game and a console to play it on. "Have a nice day!"

"Holy...!" Saten said, rushing forward. "Is that Street Warriors Ultimate Edition?! How did you get one?!" Misaki raised her remote weakly and waved it at the others, who understood immediately. "Ah, you brainwashed them. Luckyyy!" Saten moaned.

"I didn't know you were into that kinda thing, Shokuhou-san." Uiharu spoke up.

"I'm not really." She replied. "It's for Misaka-san." Both sets of eyes widened, which made Misaki feel like she said something wrong. "W-What?"

"I totally forgot!" Saten shouted. "Argh! Now what?!"

"I don't know." Uiharu replied quietly.

"I got an idea." Misaki said, smiling. "There's a bakery down the street from here, do you two know Kamijou-san?" Both nodded. "Alright well, long story short due to complications in our shared past he can't remember me, and I left him there to wait for the cake. He may not remember what he's doing there, so can you two go retrieve him?"

"Is it a surprise party?" Uiharu asked, and Misaki nodded

"Can do!" Saten said. "Can we get some decorations too?"

"That'd be good, yeah." Misaki agreed. Both girls sprinted from the store, and Misaki laughed quietly. "This may turn out better than I expected...Beat this, Shirai."

Meanwhile...

Popping her lips, Kuroko knew she'd finally completed the long process of making herself look absolutely perfect. She'd spent all day preparing herself for it, and she knew it was a flawless plan.

"Onee-sama..." Kuroko whispered, shivering at the thought of a successful plan. "You will be mine tonight...All mine..." Kuroko sauntered from her room, knowing she looked absolutely perfect.

She did not plan on returning alone.

So it seems both girls are up to something, eh? I hope you enjoyed, leave a review!