To everybody, I would like to apologize. My dumb-fatass was making Update note after Update Note and I know it irritated some and more then likely turned some off of the story completely. I will not do that any longer. I will also be uploading every day. You heard me, every day. 1 chapter, every day.
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Ichika's hair fell off of his face, sliding down to hit the sheet below him;detailing how exhausted he was. He had been avoiding a gargantuan amount of students; some that would ask for information regarding where he was, and some that just wanted to get into his room for some reason. He had to repel constant ghosted human dialogue about relationship. He had thought endlessly about what he said to Houki, coercing his mind into imagining what it would be like if he had actually been dating Tatenashi; and he believed they were happy thoughts.
He snapped out of thinking when Tatenashi landed directly on his chest, her back facing down, her impact making him grunt in small pain. She had just let her self fall on him;wearing a very neutral face as she began talking;ignoring his attempts to get her off of him.
"So, we're dating now apparently? I didn't think I'd ever hear those words out of your mouth. I'll be honest, I wouldn't mind it `Ichiii`, all you had to do was ask." She playfully spout.
"I said that so they would get off my back, you know. They looked like they were going to murder me".
"If you are intimidated by those two, you definitely need more training."
"Fine, and what do you propose." He laid his head back on the bed, giving up on trying to get her off of him.
"Remember what I said? I told you I was going to tell you something you wouldn't believe; and you'd be quite skeptical about it?"
"I actually don't." He played through all of his newly created memories, and not once did he remember her telling him that, perhaps it was another jape by her, another lenient term.
"Tabane isn't who she says she is."
Ichika sighed as he rolled his eyes. He didn't want anymore surprises or held back messages . He wanted terms given to him, he wanted to know about it all. He didn't know who Madoka was, he didn't know why she looked like Chifuyu or had a locket. He wanted to know now.
"What do you know about it, because, I know nothing, and I'm tired of knowing nothing."
Tatenashi wore a surprised expression as she put more force into her back, grinding into his chest;watching his pained expression as he grunted. She found this cute.
"Yes, go ahead." she responded.
"Who is this Madoka...that you spoke of?"
"From what we've gathered, Madoka is a clone. A clone of your sister created by Squall and handled by The Phantom Task for worst purposes. We recovered medication from some of the unfortunate encounters we've had with her and she seems to be on some pretty extreme stuff. We think its because she is combating feelings of being your sister combined with trying to be Chifuyu from what weird cloning process we could imagine."
"She also had a locket with Chifuyu on it."
Tatenashi interrupted him.
"..and that's what brings it back to Tabane. The people around the academy have been acting weird don't you think?"
"Uh...they're always weird." Ichika smirked as he said this;causing Tatenashi to grind her back into his chest even harder;appearing visibly irritated that he may have not been taking this seriously. The thoughts filled her head like a high tide hitting a sandy beach;the details also appearing like the clams - shutting themselves into holes in her brain.
"Tatenashi-san! Come look at this!" exclaimed a black haired girl - sitting in a red rotating chair as she stared at the voided white catalyst of a screen in front of her. The tired, weary student council president allowed her fingertips to graze the sill atop the peak of the doorway as she stretched her legs;very happy that she didn't need to show pretty sides as she was in her own territory. Her eyes fell onto the girl and the screen, lightly rolling them as she suspected it to be another grazed mental bullet of a blur being considered as something much more then it actually was.
"What's going on?"
"I think it'd just be better for you to watch this. I can't believe it."
Tatenashi crept forward, wrapping her arms around the girl sitting on the chair; surprising her as the slight red of a crescent tomato made it's way into her facial structure as she continued to explain. The screen's glow emitted itself around the darker room;causing the girl's shadows to casket across the room, the light bouncing off of them as it created outlines of various pieces of equipment.
As she looked at the screen, she smirked and giggled for a small amount of a few seconds.
There was a girl with brown hair;she was an academy student as she donned the outfit. This was a camera in one of the Infinite Stratos Academy hallways. The subject that made Tatenashi giggle unfortunately wasn't her hair. The girl was acting very, very strange as she started to hit the white wall very aggressively;more then likely injuring herself in the process of doing so.
Tatenashi stopped giggling as the girl on the screen started to bash her head into the wall violently. A horrified expression appeared on the girl in the chair;quickly going away - indicating that she had re-watched this footage several times over.
Blood started to appear on the girl's head as she fell to the ground, her outfit shifting to her irradiating movements as the fabric material also become unconscious with it's wearer as she became incapacitated.
The small edited clip panned to a familiar face as it ended; Tabane was standing directly ahead of the girl's movement-less body as she stared at it;wearing quite a different attire then her normal wacky dress and bunny ears.
Tatenashi wore a confused but calm expression as she began to question the editor.
"Was this girl okay? Did she get help?" "Yes, I got help for her right away, she was taken to the nursing room. She made a light recovery; but she ended up having a concussion." "Having a concussion isn't a light recovery, genius."
"R-right. I'm sorry, but...what do you think Tabane-san had to do with it?"
"I have no clue - but I am going to find out. It can't be anything good. She is always up to something whether it be good or bad." "Do you think this is like the Gospel?" "I think so. Though - she had a reason for the Gospel - Ichika. Doing whatever she did to this girl is very weird but let's not make conclusions until we actually know if she was involved with how she was acting. We could just be drawing the line with a crappy crayon at this point."
"Got it mistress!"
"Don't call me that." "R-right...Tatenashi-san..."
Tatenashi explained the entire encounter to Ichika as he put both of his hands onto his head, rubbing it as he gritted his teeth. All Tatenashi did was continue to cuddle him playfully as she began to explain her blight more.
"I don't think Tabane-san is completely innocent in that girl's injury, and we - I mean us, the entire team believe she is up to something so much more bigger."
"I guess it does seem like that doesn't it. She had always done things mysterious like that with Chifuyu."
Tatenashi moved herself upwards as she quickly shoved Ichika to the bed;his back hitting the matress - the small field of wind hitting the atmosphere as her hands were on each opposite side of the bed, trapping him in a direct stare into her face. Her body was on-top of his, her legs and thighs securing him to the bed.
This of all things, didn't actually make Ichika blush. He was sincerely calm.
"I'm gonna tell you something, sweetie. Its going to be a little hard to handle."
"What? Do you want to actually go through with the whole us in love thing?"
She lightly blushed and smirked as he proclaimed that - her face reaching closer to his as they both began to heighten their red faces.
"Be careful. I am a very kinky person."
Ichika's expression changed from surprisingly blushing to scarily blushing as he began to grow more eager to hear her statement as his curiosity ran across beams in his mind;beams that created a super-recreational railway shot.
"Our team, Criptrit and the others, and me of course; found out something pretty morbid a while back. That silver gospel that was seemingly out of control - the one that caused the Academy to enter lock-down wasn't actually an I.S just out of control from America."
Ichika became irritated as he tried to shuffle out of his position with Tatenashi, only to cause the two to get closer.
The shuffling accidentally initiated a kiss.
Tatenashi looked directly into his eyes as she grew satisfied. She put extreme force into moving herself into him; aggressively amplifying the kiss as she put a hand onto his chest.
Ichika lightly tried to resist, but let himself relax as he continued to look into her eyes; eventually seeing them close as did his.
Tatenashi pulled away from his face, saliva gently falling down onto his face.
"So, let me continue. Tabane sent that to attack the Academy. It was sent as a test for you."
Ichika wore a surprised expression as he couldn't understand how calm she was about what just happened. He was flustered more than he ever was.
"So, - I guess we're a couple now. You started this, so you're going to continue it, and you'd better take what I said seriously. All of it."
Ichika took a deep breath as he processed everything that he was told.
"I am."
