New View - An Angelic Layer Fanfic by topleka

"An Angelic Layer convention?" Tamayo said, excitedly.
Misaki nodded. "I just got an invitation in the mail today." She held up the letter for her friends to see. The three of them were sitting in a booth at an ice cream parlor. She took another bit of her chocolate chip mint before laying the letter before Tamayo and Koutarou.
"Ah yes," Koutarou said with a nod. "Hatoko received one too. There's a big convention and they're inviting some of the best deus' around."
"So what makes it different from a regular competition?" Tamayo asked, a ring of strawberry icecream around her mouth.
"Well," said Koutarou. "It's not a tournament. People will just be selling merchandise, and there will be interviews and autograph sessions. And of course the cosplay competition."
"The cos--what?" Misaki asked quizzically.
Koutarou stared at her in disbelief. "You don't know about Angelic Layer cosplay?"
Tamayo grabbed him by the hand and forced him down into a headlock. "Be nice to Misakichi!" she ordered. "After all, she hasn't been to a convention before." With a laugh, Tamayo released Koutarou from her grip. He fell to the ground with a resounding thud.
Tamayo turned to Misaki. "Cosplay is when fans dress up as their favorite angel. I haven't actually seen any contests, but I hear that some people really go all out."
"Wow..." Misaki said thoughtfully. "Dressing up as Angels! How cute! I want to do it!"
"Are you going to dress up as Hikaru?" Koutarou asked.
Tamayo shoved Koutarou into another headlock. "Of course not! I am!" she cried happily.
Koutarou's arms flailed as he gasped out, "It's not like you can't both dress up as the same Angel!"
Tamayo shoved him to the ground. "But we aren't going to! I'm sure Misakichi can think of some other angel to dress up as. I'm going to be Hikaru. After all..." she said with a grin, "I've got all the moves!" She popped the last bit of her ice cream cone into her mouth.

"Mind if I join you?" came a voice form behind Misaki. She turned around to see Oujirou standing beside them. Without waiting for a response, he slid into the booth and sat calmly beside Misaki. "Are you going?" he asked Misaki, indicating the invitation to the convention that lay on the table.
"Umm..." Misaki said, turning her face from him, "I'm pretty sure I am. Are you?"
He shook his head. "I've got plans already."
"Oujirou-senshu!" squealed a girl at a nearby table. She bounced up and grabbed him by the hand. "Come on!" the girl giggled. "My friends talk about you all the time. Just wait 'til they meet you!" She dragged Oujirou out the door.
Koutarou stared for a moment. "There goes the Prince of the Layer with one of his many raving fangirls..."
Tamayo sighed. "I think it's hopeless for him. What do you think, Misakchi?" Her only response was a blank stare. Tamayo waved her hand in her hands face. "Helloooo...Earth to Misaki! What are you thinking about?!"
Misaki stood slowly. "Just...stuff..."