Pretty 14: Homura x Murakumo

A new day for Homura's Crimson Squad, another day full of possibilities, another day to grow stronger, another day for- "Hooomura-chaaan~!" Homura's eye twitches.

"...The day's barely started...and she's already...ugh...!" Another day for Haruka, the mad scientist Senran's shenanigans. Homura hadn't even had breakfast yet!

The woman clad in the pink-and-white lingerie-style outfit and labcoat saunters into the common room, a big smile on her luscious lips, a smile that promises nothing but trouble and mischief and shenanigans.

"Homura-chan! My dear leader! Ohhh much elation to be had today! Guess what, guess what~!" The honey-blonde coos like a dove, her voice drawing the attention of her teammates, who are, one by one, entering the common room of their pimped-out cave.

Homura sighs.

She sips some coffee from her black-with-brown mug, which is a present from her darling friend and rival, Asuka.

"What is it, Haruka? What is it this time? If this has to do with that samba incident again, I swear I'll-!"

Haruka gives a pout, crossing her arms under her huge bosom.

"Mouu, Homura-chan, you're so mean! You guys will never let me live that one down, huh? Hmph~!" Her team deadpans. Haruka shrugs. "Anyway! Homura-chan, big news, big news! You, our dearest, fearless leader...are getting married!" Haruka whips out from the depths of her cleavage a piece of paper...a marriage registration, completely filled out and stamped.

Homura spits out every last drop of coffee she just sipped from her mug while her teammates Yomi, Hikage and Mirai turn to her with wide eyes and stunned (or, well, as stunned as can be, in Hikage's case) expressions.

"...wat..."

"And your darling, beautiful spouse iiiiissss~!" Haruka coos, and Homura, deep within her mind hears a little voice...Asuka, Asuka, Asuka, Asuka, Asuka!

"She's none other than Gessen Academy's own Murakumo-chan~!"

In the background, you can hear the sound of glass shattering, and Homura's tanned face becomes just a few shades lighter.

And then, Homura passes out.

"Wait...Murakumo-san?" Yomi questions. "Why her? I thought that..."

"Haruka-sama, how could you!?" Mirai screeches. "Setting up Homura like that? To cheat on Asuka?"

"Boy, Haruka really likes to mess with things...and Mirai, Homura and Asuka aren't actually dating…I think?" Hikage shrugs.

"But they fight and bicker all the time and they are totally an old married couple!" Mirai counters.

"That…doesn't really mean they are a romantic couple, Mirai-san…" Yomi quips.

Haruka turns to her team and puts a finger to her mouth with a wink. The members go silent as the mad scientist casually walks over to Homura, who is waking up.

"Rise and shine," she coos. "Time to get you dressed for your wedding~"

The tanned girl rubs her head. "Wh-why...am I getting married...to Murakumo, though? It makes no sense."

"No reason. Now come on. Time's waisting on ya~"

"But I haven't even-WAH!"

Before she can do anything, Haruka has already grabbed her by the wrist and drags her toward her room to get dressed.

Even as Haruka drags Homura to her personal dressing room, even while the mad scientist Senran disrobes her fearless leader and then, puts on her a black tuxedo with a white shirt underneath with puffy cuffs for the wrists and neck, and even as Haruka drags her out of the cave and back to the city...Homura feels like she's just going on auto-pilot, letting Haruka do whatever she wants. Homura of the Crimson Squad is just dismayed, conflicted, heartbroken yet determined to fulfill her duties as a husband, or wife, to the precious shrinking violet of Gessen Academy by soon being honor-bound to her...

Homura barely registers her her own presence at a small white chapel in the city, her team sitting in one row with their friends and counterparts of Hanzo Academy, with Asuka doing her best not to bawl her eyes out as she sees her sweet friend and rival about to be bound by holy matrimony to a girl that's not her.

Meanwhile, on the row where Yozakura, Yumi, Minori and Shiki are sitting, the blonde is glaring daggers at Homura through teary eyes, sniffling and biting a hankerchief, doing her best not to sob where she sits.

"This...this is...this is for Muracchi...she'll...she'll be fine...she'll be fine without...without me...aahhh Muracchiiiii!" The poor, dismayed blonde can't believe this is happening.

Then, the iconic song "Here Comes the Bride" kicks in and all eyes turn to the chapel's threshold...and all things considered, despite all this Senran wedding madness...everyone's breath is taken away by the sheer preciousness and beauty that's slowly making her way down the aisle.

Murakumo stands between the aisles, holding a boquet and shyly walks toward Homura. Everyone is stunned by the outfit she is wearing. It's no actual wedding dress, but is wearing a bridal veil over her head. She is wearing a white corset with stockings that has garter straps attached to the corset. Plus she is wearing white elbow gloves to go with it. Her body is shaking from the people staring at her in awe. But when she comes across her friends of Gessen, her focus is all on Shiki. The blonde tries her best to smile and give a thumbs up, despite having to cry again. Murakumo mouths "I'm sorry." Then, moves on towards Homura.

The two join hands as soon as Haruka takes the flowers and sets them aside. Haruka chuckles at the cute, nervous expression on Murakumo.

"Hey, hey, you don't have to be so nervous," she whispers as she puts a hand on the shy girl's shoulder.

"B-b-b-b-b-b-b-but...th-th-this is...m-m-my first...w-w-wedding..." Murakumo stutters. "I...I never really...wanted..th-th-this...in the f-f-first place..."

"Ahem! My dearies, comrades, friends, family! We're gathered here today, out of what may seem as total randomness but is actually the work of fate, to celebrate this wedding, this absolutely legit little wedding for Homura-chan of the Crimson Squad and Murakumo-chan of Gessen Academy. If anyone objects to this beautiful, cute Senran union..." Haruka's eyes immediately dart over to Asuka and Shiki, who are just itching to stand and say their piece...and then, she shuts the book in her hand, which is supposed to be the Bible but it's clearly a completely blank book.

"They...cannot say anything~!" Asuka and Shiki facefault, clouds of gloom seemingly forming above their heads.

"...H-Homura...san...how legitimate is this...?" Murakumo whispers to her spouse-to-be.

"..." Homura sighs softly and rubs the bridge of her nose. "I...honestly don't know..."

"Now, the brides may exchange vows~!" Haruka coos and she takes a step back, letting Homura and Murakumo have the spotlight.

They gulp and gently seize each other's hands.

Homura takes a deep breath and exhales, telling herself over and over in her mind to get this over with. "U-um...Murakumo. On this Big Day, I, um, you are the most precious friend. You may be shy and timid, always have to hide your face all the time, but...you're kind hearted and...determined. I will stay by your side for as long as I live...this I vow."

There is a slight blush on Murakumo's cheeks, happy to hear those words, but also a bit nervous about it at the same time. She swallows hard and tries her best to face the tanned girl.

"H-H-Homura...you're...a very brave Shinobi..." she stutters. "Always the great leader of your Crimson Squad and always willing to move forward...n-n-no matter how difficult the situation may be. I-I-I-I hope this leader ship, um...continues for the r-r-r-rest of our...l-l-lives. Th-th-this I v-vow..." Murakumo shuts her eyes tightly with a face the same color as Homura's Crimson form.

Asuka and Shiki clench their fists and grit their teeth. They don't know how much longer they can hold it in, but if Homura and Murakumo kiss then...

"Then I hereby pronounce you Wife and Wife~" Haruka says.

"Ngh!" Asuka and Shiki let out a small squeak.

"You may now kiss the bride~!" Haruka says.

Homura and Murakumo face each other. The shy brunette's body trembles as her mouth is quivering. But Homura cups both of her cheeks and gives a serious nod. Murakumo closes her eyes and puckers her lips, signaling the tanned girl to go ahead. Homura swallows hard, thinking, "Well...here goes nothing", leans in slowly to touch lips with Murakumo's...

"Hahaha! Just kidding~!" Haruka's voice startles the both of them. "This wedding is not real~!"

"EEEEEHHHHHHHHHH!?"

Everybody in the chapel turns to look a laughing Haruka, who's close to almost soiling herself, she's laughing so hard, clutching her sides and stomach, on her knees on the red-carpeted floor of the chapel.

"Hahahahahaaa! Ohhhh my God! Haaaaah~!" Haruka straightens herself and wipes tears from her eyes.

"Haaaah, ohhh I was sooo bored for several days now, nothing interesting or fun was happening! So I made up all of this! Homura-chan, that marriage registration form? The stamp on it? That was strawberry jam! Ohhhh my God~!"

Murakumo and Homura remain where they stand on the altar, while everyone else starts to slowly back away from Haruka...except two Senrans, two young women scorned, a brunette and a blonde, whose auras seem to draw away all the light coming in from the chapel windows.

And it is at this moment, as Shiki and Asuka begin to slowly, menacingly approach the mad scientist Senran, slowly transforming into their Shinobi forms as well as slowly gripping and unsheathing their weapons...

"...uhhh...girls...A-Asuka-chan...S-Shiki-san...d-dearies...um...come on...aren't...you...relieved...that..." all the color drains from Haruka's face.

"...I...done goofed, didn't I?"

And while Asuka and Shiki unleash Hell on Haruka, a deeply blushing Homura and Murakumo look at each other, the tanned girl rubbing the back of her neck and the precious Gessen brunette idly scratching her cheek with a gloved finger.

"Well...huh...t-this...t-things didn't...quite work out...the way they..could have...y-yes?" Murakumo utters, and Homura can't help but feel a subtle vibe of disappointment, both for herself and Murakumo.

"Well...you...at least I...heh...we got to see you wearing that...absolutely wonderful wedding lingerie~" Homura chuckles softly and speaks surprisingly suave.

This turns Murakumo into a stuttering, blushing mess.

Homura smiles and gently cups Murakumo's chin and tilts her head to then land a soft, gentle kiss on her cheek.

"Chu~ I mean it, Murakumo-san. You're amazing." Homura coos and her wife for less than five minutes blushes deeply but can't help but smile beautifully.

"T-Thank you, Homura...H-Homura...chan...you're wonderful~!"

Murakumo and Homura share a hug and then, the tanned Senran keeps an arm wrapped securely around her "wife"'s exposed waist and the lingerie Senran wife rests her head on Homura's shoulders, looking on with smiles as Haruka gets put through Hell by Asuka and Shiki.

~The End~

Yuri-chan: Well, everyone. Here's a pairing you don't usually see. Homura x Murakumo. Listen, I haven't watched the games yet since I don't know how often they interact and it may take a while, so...don't judge.

Major Mikey gently pets Yuri-chan It's Ok. This is what fanfiction is all about, after all. : 3 Besides, hey, when all other reasons fail and you just don't know what to do...blame Haruka-san! 8D ...Sorry, Haruka-san! QAQ Sorry to hurt her, but it was for the sake of teh lulz~ XD

Yuri-chan: Always the michivious one, here! I just love writing about that~

Major Mikey: And hey, any excuse is a great~ excuse to see Muracchi wearing nothing but exquisite wedding lingerie, amirite? ;D

So, all of that said, we hope you enjoyed and that we made you chuckle, laugh till your sides hurt, or just made you smile, folks. : 3

Yuri-chan: Yes. So, please leave long and detailed reviews~ We'd really appreciate it

Major Mikey: Yup. Exactly. Until then, seeya next Pretty~!

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