Spoilers: just in case... Aya-chan, Kase
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Aries Gakuen: An All-Girl School
Part 1: Manx Black Panty
Kisaragi Yuu
"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU SAY?!" Yohji's voice was aghast.
"You've got to be kidding me!" I chimed in.
"Siberian, Balinese, just shut up ok? It's not like this really matters." Manx coldly stated as she moved her sit and crossed her legs comfortably. Sometimes I couldn't really say why in the hell couldn't she wear something that would cover *something*?! I meant, those tight miniskirts sure didn't look like the type of comfy clothing! And really, I swore I could see her undergarments if she ever changed her sit position again.
As like reading my mind and played with it, Manx stubbornly changed her position on the couch.
And I really saw her black lacy panty. I felt heat all over my face, as like hot water was just being washed all over me.
The bad thing was... she didn't even notice that she was showing her private part to the whole world! And my other teammates realized it too, but Yohji didn't care since he was enjoying it anyway, Omi was too embarrassed to tell her—shown by the redness on his face that was twice as much as my blush—if that was possible, and Aya just didn't give a damn. Let her be, showing her panty or bra or body for all he care.
Becoming such a moralist I was, I came to the conclusion that *I* had to be the one who tell her that she unconsciously let us see her undergarment.
But before I could say anything, she stood up, "I'll be leaving now. Now remember your roles, boys. No matter what, don't let them find out that you all are guys in cover."
There was God.
"But how are we suppose to hide our low voices? Omi could have fooled everyone with his high-pitched voice, but Aya, Yohji and me? We couldn't squeak! It'd sound like we are cross dressers!" I protested.
"Hey! I don't *squeak*!!"
Manx ignored Omi's protest. "About that, Omi has invented a voice-changing machinery that's stuffed into a pill. The pill works for 3 days and there is no side effects whatsoever."
Oh wow.
Next, the kid would invent time machine. I was sure of that.
"But what if we get really aroused while seeing so many girls around us?" Yohji asked naughtily, well... at least his tone was.
Stupid Yohji, a minute ago he was protesting and now he was all over this.
"I suggest that you guys wear some *really* restricted under wears." She replied too-calmly although her tone started to sound impatient.
Restricted under wears?! I gapped mentally.
Aya seemed to notice my mental gap since he kicked my foot, as like scowling me a 'don't you even dare start' scowl. "Ow! What did you do that for??" But stupid me, I didn't realize what was the purpose of the kick. My mind was already occupied to the schoolgirls' uniforms we'd have to wear. And that bastard Aya didn't even think on enlightening me up, instead he shot his infamous deathglare to me.
Poor me, as much as I'd like to ponder on the irony of us wearing schoolgirls' uniform, I didn't like the idea of Aya shoving his katana right into my ass more. So I did as what his deathglare ordered, shut up.
"I guess that should be all. I'm leaving." Manx said, impassive by all the mess Aya and I had erupted.
When before she had the chance to do anything, me and my big mouth opened again. And 5 minutes hadn't even passed. Oh for the irony of it all. "How about the breasts?" I asked lamely.
"Oh for God's sake, just use melons or oranges for all I care!!" Manx replied with an irritated voice. Without wasting any time, she stomped up to the spiral stairs and went out of the Flowershop with a good sound of door slam for her farewell ceremony, leaving four bewildered boys sitting on the couch.
There was an uncomfortable silence between the four of us, when suddenly Omi broke it off.
"Guys, I wonder..."
"You wonder what?" Yohji asked, his tone was uninterested.
"I wonder what kind of schoolgirls' uniform we'll wear. I mean, all those skirts are short, and surely it's freezing out there. Doesn't it sound like a flu is coming?"
All looked at Omi with what-the-hell look. While here we were, decaying on the thought of us wearing schoolgirls' uniform, there he was, worrying about the flu that we'd catch if we ever wear those skirts which came from hell. What was he made of? Metal?! And I thought Aya was the one who'd ignore this matter the most!
"I'm more worried about how Aya's hair could go... don't they have rules on dyed hair?" Yohji demanded. And as soon as that, all the three of us looked at Aya.
"Idiots." He mumbled to himself but it was loud enough for us to hear.
In case you hadn't figured it out earlier, stupid Persia-sama (notice the sarcasm?) had assigned us to a new mission. We had to search a school that was believed to hide a research laboratory which is used by terrorists to produce bombs. Don't glee, it wasn't as cool as I made it sound. The school was Aries Gakuen, an all-girl school which is the most prestigious school in Japan.
Since Persia believed that the important papers was taken and not left in the lab in the dark, we'd have to search for it in the *light*. Which mean we couldn't do those sneaking and breaking alarms and killing securities stuff. We'd have to go as *under covers*. Which mean again, we'd have to cover up as *schoolgirls*.
Believe me, Yohji and Aya tried the teachers' roles, they truly did. But seemingly, Aries Gakuen didn't need teachers, what they needed was students. When it made us became the first year students in the first level of High School. As much as Yohji and Aya would look so out of place, seemingly those two didn't really care what would people think about them.
Well... it wasn't easy to fake that you were 16 when you were already 21 or 22 anyway. Especially with those *heights*... almost impossible to believe.
Omi was 17, faking a year would be easy. I was 19 but I guess faking 3 years were not as competitive as faking 5 or 6 years.
The bad thing was my terrible fear and embarrassment to things that involved girls and 'those' stuff didn't really allow me to go undercover in an all-girl school. Omi would do okay, Aya didn't care and Yohji was the master. But let's face it, *me*?
"I don't want to do this." I mumbled to no one in particular.
"Me either." Yohji joined.
"I thought you're all over this, like... asking stupid question. Was it 'what if we get really aroused when seeing so many girls around us'?"
"Oh somebody just shoot him to death. I was *serious*! That problem is a dilemma to us! We are guys, and guys are attracted to those things. What the hell will happen if we couldn't control ourselves??"
"Just jack-off in your room, I heard Aries Gakuen is a dormitory school."
Not even a single person said anything after Aya answered Yohji's question with an impassive mimic.
***
So here we were, sitting in this stupid welcome ceremony with this stupid principal talking about these stupid things that I didn't even understand since she talked like a locomotive. Aya was in my right and Omi was in my left. Beside Aya was Yohji, the tallest girl you ever saw.
After all the eyes of the girls concentrated on particularly the four of us, we concluded that girls were the most curious creatures in the whole earth.
Two girls were asking Aya where did 'she' got that kind of hair look since it was cool, a girl was asking me why my name sounded like a boy's name and how my arms had tight muscles, another girl was complementing Omi that he looked very pretty, and many, many girls were staring at Yohji due to the fact that he was 182 cm tall.
Actually the night before this was even more embarrassing since it was the time when we tried the voice-tricking pill or whatever the hell it was called. I mean... could you ever imagine Yohji in a deep, woman voice? And Aya? Oh God... *Aya*??
I couldn't.
And until now I still couldn't believe that he actually suited that mature-woman-like voice. It kinda freaked me out though.
The torturing days when we were trying to make ourselves look like a girl weren't very amusing too. Now I envied girls for wearing those bras everyday, I mean... they sucked and they were uncomfortable. The fake breasts were not helping either (this was a big thanks to Persia's 'master plan'). The only thing that I could cope up with was how the hair had to be looked.
Aya was wearing a fake long hair which he tied loose, Yohji didn't need wigs since his hair was already long anyway, Omi and I chose to be the type of short-hair girls. We didn't want to make our destiny even sucker like it already did now.
The principal's voice woke me up from pondering on all the thoughts that were mixed in my brain, "So on behalf of the whole residents in Aries Gakuen, I want to congratulate you all for entering this school with honor. Congratulations, and welcome to Aries Gakuen!"
Congratulations your ass, I thought to myself. This was embarrassing like hell and I was very nervous until my back was perspiring cold sweats! I could felt my back itched but I chose not to bother and live with it.
There were cheers and loud applauses roaming around the school hall as we also started to applause—of course, uninterested.
Then we, along with another 20 girls that were meant to get into the same class as we did, queued neatly and went to our classroom.
I had to admit that this school was really cool. It had one air conditioner on every classroom, the wallpaper was really white, with dark brown window frame that matched with the colour of the door class. The glasses that were attached to the window were spotless, and the tables were smooth. The kind of classroom that fitted Aya damn well and just made me out of place so much.
We picked our own seats for our first day in class. I chose the one which was the nearest to the door, Aya chose to be next to the window, Omi was on the second table from the back and Yohji was the first. We decided not to gather so much since whenever we do, we always draw attentions from the Venus aliens.
Then the teacher came into the classroom and clapped her hands together, drawing the whole class attention to her.
"Hello, I'll be your homeroom teacher for the rest of your first level in Aries Gakuen. My name is Hirokase Shizuka, you girls can call me Mrs. Hirokase. Other kinds of names will be ignored happily." She paused as she pushed her frame to her nose bridge harder, "now I'd like each of you introduce yourself when I call your name." [1]
The class replied nothing as she opened her green book which I believed was her attendance book. She flipped over a few pages and started calling out names.
I was as uninterested as ever when she called Aya, "Fujimiya Aya."
Aya raised his right hand as his other hand still stuck on his cheek. A sign of irritation was splashing all over his face. Ah, he wasn't pleased by the whole sneaking to the girls' den either.
"Well Aya-san, you can start your self-explanatory right now."
"I have nothing to say."
I saw Omi gritted his teeth, I could possibly wonder why.
"Okay so let me help you. Where were you born? When?"
"I was born in Tokyo, on the 4th of July."
Aya's short self-explanatory wasn't long enough for Mrs. Hirokase—or should I called her Mrs. Nosy Woman—so she asked him again.
"That's pretty short, isn't it? Did you know that hair dyeing was forbidden in this school?"
"This hair is natural."
Mrs. Hirokase crossed her arms together as she asked again, "Oh so you expect me to believe that your bright red hair is natural for Japanese people? That hair is getting back to its normal colour by tomorrow or you'll be reported to the headmaster, get it?"
"Whatever. I told you that this hair is natural."
Mrs. Hirokase threw Aya a dark look as she opened her book again. She didn't seem to like Aya very well from the look of her face though...
"Kudou Yohji."
Yohji whistled. Everybody looked at him. I regretted the day we made friends.
"You can actually put your hand up, I'd prefer it that way."
"Hey I always whistle whenever I see gorgeous women like you, Mrs. Hirokase."
Particularly, the three of us widened our eyes to Yohji's flirty reply. The stupid guy forgot that he was a *female*!
Mrs. Hirokase didn't look so comfortable when she heard Yohji's reply. Omi rubbed his forehead as I heard his mouth moved but no sound came out from it. I believed that he was saying, 'stupid Yohji-kun, stupid Yohji-kun, stupid Yohji-kun and I wonder why in the hell I'm still with him.'
As for your information, Omi and Yohji started to see each other since 4 months ago. They tried to hide it from Aya and me but it was easy to discover from the looks on their eyes. ...Okay, so I accidentally saw them kissing in the flowershop at night when I left my jacket and was going to get it back. But I already guessed that they were into something before that! I swore!
Mrs. Hirokase coughed to stop the whole class from chitter-chatter. "Please begin your self explanatory now, Yohji-san."
"Well, I was born in Tokyo too and is a good friend of Aya-san over there," he pointed to Aya, Aya just threw him a disgusted look, "and also a good friend of Ken's and a _very_ good friend of Omi's." He stretched his arm and pulled Omi by his hair. Omi cried an "ouch, what the hell are you doing?!" to him though.
"Oookay, so... you are very tall for a girl I see, what would you like to say to the whole class?"
"Hi girls, it's great that we became classmates now, isn't it? I'm so happy to be with you girls, moreover you are all so beautiful I can't wait to be your..." Omi threw his pencil box to the back which hit Yohji's face directly.
"Yow!"
"Oops, I'm sorry Yohji-chan! I didn't do it on purpose! Really!" Omi's fake apology came crossing his face. Somehow I thanked him for doing that. Yohji could ruin our disguises any time in any ways if we let him talk for 10 minutes.
The brown-haired teacher scratched her head as she coughed to get the attentions back.
"Thanks for your *ahem* interesting self-explanatory, Kudou-san. Now let's move on to..." she flipped over again, "...Hidaka Ken."
Damn it all.
[1] yes, doesn't Hirokase Shizuka make a tingle in your head? I used the same name as the one I used in Guardian Angels ^_^ she's the same character! For those of you who never read that one, go search and read Guardian Angel shamelessly done by me! (hehe I love advertising ^_~)
To Be Continued ^^