Mother always told me that I'd like my fiancé more than I expected.
But of course, in reality I expected nothing. I had accepted the fact that I was already engaged, but that didn't mean I was looking forward to meeting the man I was going to marry. And it surely didn't help that we hadn't met until today...
It was my turn to speak on stage as the freshman representative. I wondered why I was chosen as the representative instead of him...Yotsuba Tatsuya. Topping the theoretical exam with an unheard of 100% score coupled with his unrivaled magic prowess, in my opinion he was the obvious choice. Deep inside I was a little proud that my fiancé had made that accomplishment.
During my speech, my eyes momentarily locked with a boy. I didn't know then that he was Tatsuya-san, but my honest thoughts were that he looked mature and handsome. Of course I instantly adverted my eyes, as a proper lady should.
When I walked out with the president, I saw some girls shouting 'Yotsuba-kun', and then 'Tatsuya-kun' in the distance. I laid my eyes on him...it felt like the world had stopped moving me. I examined him from head to toe, and was angry that my mother's words had become the truth. The girls' screams still resounding in my ears, I had to bit my lip to keep my face from frowning.
Calm down Miyuki, he's so famous that this will happen often, I can't throw a fit over something so minor.
But then Saegusa-senpai called out to him in a more-than-necessary familiar tone. I grit my teeth, what was this woman doing!? How can she be so...ugh! It's not like I'm jealous or anything, but she's clearly making Tatsuya-san so uncomfortable!
At one point in their conversation, when she said they were long lost lovers, I heard my inner voice say 'lets just kill her'.
When she finally left him alone, I let out a purely inward sigh. But then, before I could properly collect my thoughts, he bowed to me and introduced himself.
He voice sounded so s-sweet, especially when he spoke my name...his perfect hair clashing against the subtle wind did justice to his killer loo- WAIT WHAT AM I THINKING!?
Calming myself down, I introduced myself. Hopefully I had managed to capture his attention like he had min- I mean hopefully I had captured his interest. Although I would never admit it, since the moment I was announced as his fiancé, I had subconsciously put in more effort in my daily skin care.
This Miyuki is going to make you fall so hard for me, Tatsuya-san!
Third-Person
Before they could get ambushed by their peers, Tatsuya whispered, "Let's get out of here" to her.
She nodded and they quickly giddied out of there. Her gaze was constantly on his broad shoulders as he walked in front of her. Her mind drifted back to Okinawa, and her feet had unconsciously stopped. Before she could start day dreaming however...
"Miyuki-san? Are not coming?" Tatsuya stopped and looked at her with concern in his eyes. He thought he had made a mistake asking her to evacuate to their classes.
"Ah! Y-Yes...Let's go." Cursing at her blunder, Miyuki quickly caught up to him and they walked to their class, 1-A.
Before entering the classroom, Tatsuya looked back at Miyuki again. She nodded to indicate she was ready, he nodded back and opened the door.
The noise that could be heard from the outside had died down instantly. All eyes were on the boy from the Yotsuba clan, the only person to enter First High this year from a Ten Master Clan family.
The stares, especially that of the boys, waivered when Miyuki entered, conflicted on who to stare at. The boy who had been rumored as the strongest magician that even surpassed the Queen of Night, or the girl who defied common sense with her beauty and elegance.
Tatsuya never said a word. He simply went to his designated seat and entered his ID card. Miyuki was tempted to follow his example, but remembering her mother's words, she spoke a light greeting.
"Good Morning."
The silence that had encompassed the room disappeared just as quickly as it had appeared. Almost all students surrounded Miyuki and engaged in small talk. Tatsuya gave a wry smile at his fiancé's ability to dispel any uncomfortable atmosphere.
The classes went by quickly. Tatsuya and Miyuki's seats had quite some distance between them, so their interactions were also minimal. Just before lunch break could be announced however, Tatsuya and Miyuki both received a mail.
Miyuki decided she would wait till lunch break to view it. However, Tatsuya recognized this frequency and decided to view it immediately, not caring about class' decorum. And as soon he opened it...
The whole class was choking under the pressure the Yotsuba boy was releasing. No, not just his class. Even the professor, and the neighboring classes felt it and struggled to not roll on the ground like a dog. Such pressure was being emitted by a 16 yr old boy.
His eyes, refusing to meet anyone, contained a burning fury that made mere rage seem lukewarm.
With a non-existent sound that could be mistaken for an earthquake, he stood up and slowly walked out. When he opened the door, he could sense voices of concern from all floors of the building. But he ignored everything and burst into a sprint, making his way to the school entrance.
Not reducing his speed for even a second, he took his terminal and dialed Shiba Miya's number. He didn't have enough time to make it a video call, as time was very, very scarce.
"Miya-sama, I hope you have heard of the situation." Tatsuya tried to speak with as much respect as possible while running to his car.
"I have. Ayako-san was kidnapped. It appears she isn't far from your location, Tatsuya-san." Miya's voice on the other end was the opposite of Tatsuya, as if she was drinking coffee on a Sunday morning. But make no mistake, the anger inside her might as well have been more than Tatsuya's.
"I request an immediate seal release." Tatsuya had finally reached the school gates. He jumped over them using pure physical prowess. Apparently, Hanabishi Hyougo, the eldest son of the butler that had dropped Tatsuya off, was waiting inside the car. He was likely already briefed on the situation by Maya.
"...granted. Time limit is 50 minutes." Miya, with visible hesitation agreed to Tatsuya's request. At the same moment, psions began pulsing around Tatsuya and even he had to pause for a moment to let the shackles on him subside.
"50 minutes is...more than enough." He spoke these words before cutting the call and gestured Hyougo to start driving. Meanwhile, Tatsuya let all of his senses die and released the full prowess of his Elemental sight.
(A/N: I'm not going to explain elemental sight. This is why I said read the original mahouka before reading this.)
With 5% going to Maya and Miya each, he focused 50% of his senses to cover all of Japan. Even with most of his abilities still sealed, he had no problem finding where Ayako was taken.
Kuroba Ayako
It's been about 30 minutes, give or take.
I was walking around town with my twin brother, Fumiya. Our classes were supposed to start next week, so we had to commuted to Hachiōji to meet with Tatsuya-ni-sama and Miyuki-neesama.
But right in the middle of the day, me and my brother were attacked. The attack was too quick and unanticipated even for us. We managed to take down dozens of attackers, but they just kept coming.
Eventually, I was hit by a sedative magic sequence and felt my senses fade away. From the corner of my eyes, I could see Fumiya being blown several meters away as I was taken to a van.
It's been 30 minutes since I woke up.
Around me, I could see a total of 32 men. Some sitting in a circle playing cards, others toying with their CADs.
My hands and legs were tied with silver foil. There were mechanisms around me with antinite on their tips, likely to activate if I try to fire off any magic. So in the end, all I could do was wait for someone from the Yotsuba family to arrive and rescue me. As I was lost in these thoughts, the men finally spoke up.
"Hey! I just got the signal. This area is clear. We can start having our fun now." He licked his lips and had a degenerate smirk on his face.
"Fun? I assume your definition of fun will classify as crimes for the rest of the world." I scoffed in disgust. For some reason, they hadn't covered my mouth.
One of the bald men who looked like a Left Blood got up from his seat and slapped me across my face, "Shut up. You're just goods that are about to be soiled before we dissect them."
Then he reached towards my chest and ripped my upper clothes away, leaving my chest in its underwear.
I suppressed my scream and tears the best I could. This was why they had left my mouth unattended...
They wanted to hear my voice as they defiled me.
I won't give them the satisfaction.
The men whistled and urged the left blood to proceed further. His hand slowly tracing its way towards my breasts.
I closed my eyes, not wanting to see what I was about to feel. In my mind, remained a fruitless plea...
'Please...save me! Otou-san! Fumiya!...Tatsuya-ni-sama!'
I braced myself for the disgusting contact that was about to come.
But it never came...
I heard noises of confusion around me, the men speaking in a unique language.
I tried to open my eyes, expecting to see the worst scene of my life.
But all I saw was a blue flame in place of the man that was supposed to assault me.
The flame...erupting in colors of an azure phoenix, reflected my expression brighter than a mirror.
Eventually the flame disappeared and not even a trace of the left blood remained in this room.
Another man tried to make its way towards me, with a distinct confidence in his steps. But this time I didn't close or avert my eyes. No, I watched as closely as I could.
As soon as the man got to a certain distance from me, his body disappeared in the same way as his predecessor and the azure flame returned.
Screams and shouts had filled the hall, just coming from the ones who had expected mine.
I let my tears flow freely as my lips conjured the happiest smile I could.
The screeches of a car were heard outside, and all the men quietly stared at the entrance.
The doors disappeared the same way as the men had, and a boy a year older than me walked through.
His handsome face, his chiseled body, his pitch-black hair.
His mesmerizing eyes threatening to burn us with their gaze.
His psions wreaking havoc just by existing.
I knew, without a doubt.
Everyone present would bear witness...
To the moment in which...
A God unleashes his fury