AN: Heya! You're getting some serious bisexual energy today from the one and only Mikoto Misaka!
Also, if the alignment changes randomly, I'm so sorry about that, it's this dumb glitch I can't seem to fix :(
Anyways, enjoy this, whatever this is x3
Disclaimer! I do not own A Certain Magical Index, A Certain Scientific Railgun or any of the characters, I only own the idea of this story unless mentioned otherwise :3
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The meadow was quiet at this time of morning, the sun beginning to rise, the stars slowly disappearing.
Cherry blossoms petals were dancing in the light breeze as the long grass and white flowers tickled Misaka's shins.
She kept walking ahead, the soft breeze whipping her hair ever so slightly.
Then she stopped.
There was a petite girl standing at the top of the small hill that Misaka had started to climb.
She wasn't facing Misaka but what Misaka could see left her transfixed.
The tiny girl was wearing a long, white summer dress that went to her ankles. She was barefoot, the white flowers dancing in the wind around her.
She had long, wavy hair that went to her waist and from Misaka could see, it was a tawny brown, but also a strawberry tinted kind of colour.
While her long, delicate curls flowed in the wind, Misaka could see she had little white flowers braided into her hair, creating a flower crown.
As she was facing the direction the sun was rising in, it made her appear as an angel. An angel without her wings and deprived of her halo.
Misaka began to timidly move forward, closer to the angelic girl in front of her.
But then the small girl turned her head slightly, the side of her face barely visible.
Misaka couldn't make out any of her features but she was close enough to see her small, caring smile.
"Mikoto...I'm so glad you're here." The girl said happily.
Even her voice sounded angelic, a caring and beautiful voice, blanketing the electrical princess in a state of calm.
"Of course I'm here, where else would I be?" Misaka replied, her voice sounding so small.
The girl however dismissed her rhetorical question with another question.
"You know I love you, right Mikoto?" The girl asked, her voice now sounding distant yet so, so familiar.
"Yes, of course." Misaka answered, surprising herself.
"Stay with me forever Mikoto, please..."
That was when the small girl grabbed Misaka's hands with her smaller ones and she looked her in the eyes and Misaka was shocked to see the were a tawny caramel colour.
They sparkled brightly in the sun and Misaka could have lost herself in those beautiful pools, identifying every fleck and shine.
Then Misaka did something that shocked her.
She lifted her right hand up to caress the smaller girl's cheek.
"I love you and I'll never leave you." She said, smiling.
And the angel returned her smile and squeezed her left hand in a loving manner.
"I love you too Mikoto..."
The cherry blossom petals picked up speed in the wind, as the warm morning sun's golden beams spilled onto the pair and the ground around them, the petals swirling in little tornados around them.
Then, Misaka leaned in...
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Misaka gasped.
"W-what? What the hell..?" The esper asked herself out loud, breathing heavily.
What on earth was that?
Her face was hot, everything was hot. Her heart was pounding so hard she could hear it, along with the blood rushing in her ears.
A million questions ran through her head as she tried to remember.
People really weren't kidding when they said they could barely remember their dreams in 10 minutes.
Or in Misaka's case, 10 seconds.
She tried to grasp on to any memory of that girl, but all she could remember was how beautiful she was, how the girl reminded her of an angel and how she had cupped the small girl's cheek and...
And how she had leaned in.
The teenager was sure she was going to have a nosebleed.
Who was she?
More importantly...
Why was she a she?
Of course, Misaka had absolutely nothing wrong with same sex couples, she supported it fully. Love was love. She just used to be certain the she was as straight as a ruler.
Used to be.
Now she wasn't sure.
She needed answers, now. She did not need sleep.
As the esper turned to get out of bed her heart stopped.
Where was her roommate?
She immediately snapped out of the weird sleepy daze she was in and became highly alert.
She quickly went over to the bed and felt it.
Still warm, thank goodness.
If the bed was still warm it meant she hadn't been gone too long.
Misaka let go a breath she had been holding, un-tensing her shoulders in a sign of relief.
But where was she?
Before she began to panic she heard humming.
What?
Misaka walked towards the bathroom only to find it was locked.
Confused she put her ear to the door and listened.
She could hear water sloshing and Kuroko humming a tune.
Misaka blushed.
She's just in the bath.
She walked away from the door, but she couldn't stop the blush from reaching her neck and ears.
Kuroko...in the bath, humming...wet...wait, oh my god do NOT think about Kuroko being wet-WAIT NO!
As Misaka internally fought with her mind and began to resemble a tomato, she sat at her desk, sighing aggressively, forcing her face into her hands.
She pulled out her laptop and quickly typed in her password.
Looking over her shoulder to make sure Kuroko didn't suddenly enter, she took the gadget off charge and walked to her bed.
Opening up her website browser, Misaka hesitantly moved her cursor to the search bar and began nervously typing.
'how do i know if im lesbian'
~ Look! It's a line break! ~
"HEY! STOP RIGHT NOW!"
Kuroko was beginning to lose her patience.
"What makes you think I'm going to listen to you?" The teen boy retorted back quickly, stopping to face the young girl.
"Well you've stopped, means you've listened." Kuroko said firmly.
He shot her a look and turned to run, but Kuroko was not having any of that.
Oh no you don't you little-
She teleported right in front of him and he almost knocked her off her feet, but because she had anticipated it, she held her ground and grabbed him by the collar.
The boy was wearing a grey shirt and a leather jacket, black skinny jeans and beat up sneakers. He had messy brown hair and he had the same colour eyes.
He wasn't that much taller than Kuroko, but the way he held himself, how he moved, what his features looked like and by the way he talked, he was definitely older than her.
Speaking of his voice...
He was definitely a foreigner. He sounded...British? If she was right, even then his accent wasn't very thick.
"Let me go, and I promise you won't get hurt." He said coolly, looking Kuroko dead in the eyes.
With that gaze, he looked like a lawyer, somebody you couldn't say no to, someone you couldn't even think to disagree with.
But Kuroko was feeling ballsy this morning.
"No." She said firmly.
He didn't seem to like her answer and in a blur, Kurorko's head was spinning and she was lying on the concrete.
"Now if you'll excuse me Miss, I have a bus to catch." He said, walking away slowly.
Slowly.
He knows I'm going to get back up.
He wants to fight.
~*Gasp* L-line break? You came back? ~
Tabs, millions and millions of tabs.
Of what you may ask?
Videos upon videos, blogs and twitter threads of people sharing their experiences when coming out and identifying their sexuality. People giving advice when figuring out your sexuality and helpful guides to come out.
Needless to say, Misaka had down a lot of research in the recent hours.
She didn't want to go into this headfirst, she wanted to have a clear head when defining her sexuality.
She most certainly did not want to declare if she was lesbian or not at 3am in the morning.
But despite this she was pretty sure she wasn't lesbian, almost certain.
But...she was almost completely sure, that she might be bisexual.
Although, as she previously argued, she did not want to declare this at 3am.
She sloppily stood up, and put her laptop back on charge.
Slipping back into her warm bed, Misaka quickly glanced at her roommate's empty bed.
She's having a really long bath...
But before Misaka could process anything she was dozing off, the darkness tugging her into its welcoming arms.
~Just a line break, nothing special ~
Thankfully the bus station the two teens were standing in was empty.
Kuroko got up just as quickly as she had been thrown to the ground.
"You really are a stupid girl aren't you?" The boy asked rhetorically, his back facing Kuroko, his wicked smile hidden by his long curls.
Before the petite teleporter could come up with a sarcastic and witty retort, the boy turned around abruptly, moving his hands in a quick, forceful and purposeful motion-
And what was coming at the girl was not what she expected.
A giant swirling ball of fire was coming straight at her, and if she hadn't teleported away, it would've hit her straight in the chest.
Pyrokenesis...
This was going to be interesting.
Just as she was going to comment sarcastically about his aim her heart dropped in her stomach when she heard sparks from behind her.
She turned her head only for her suspicions to be proved, unfortunately, correct.
He had hit a transformer.
"As you can clearly see, I wasn't aiming for you princess." He said as he shot another spray of embers, but this time Kuroko didn't anticipate it.
She was struck in the abdomen as she tried to teleport away.
She needed to get the upper hand in this fight quickly.
So she ran at him.
His composure faltered for a bit, before he began laughing.
Just as she was within arms reach of him, the small officer teleported away.
Almost immediately the boy turned around, waiting for Kuroko to appear behind him.
Gotcha.
She fell from the ceiling right on top of the boy, gripping his shoulders hard.
He yelped and fell to the ground, only to flip them over so that he had her pinned down.
They punched and kicked and continued to flip each other over, trying to be on top to gain some advantage. Fortunately Kuroko seemed to have the upper hand as she had hoped, and just as she was about to arrest him, they were both sent flying.
Debris and smoke went soaring into the air, embers and sparks dangerously dancing around the destroyed transformer.
The explosion sent Kuroko tumbling on the concrete and into the air but she teleported just in time, safely landing in a crouched position.
Her opponent, however, was not so lucky.
He went soaring and hit the concrete with a thud, rolling quickly and with force until his back smacked into a pillar wall, his body falling and going slack on the ground.
Kuroko coughed violently as she brushed off her clothes and tightened her backpack straps. She walked over to the culprit and gently rolled him into his back.
He opened his eyes hesitantly, looking up at Kuroko as she placed her foot on his chest and flashed him her Judgment sash.
"I am Kuroko Shirai, a Judgment officer, and I'm placing you under arrest for destruction of property and assault." She said in a firm voice, putting on a professional facade.
Anti Skill officers could be heard approaching, the sirens blaring.
"W-wait. You're Shirai? Shit, wait. You're the person I've been looking for." He said, silently pleading her to listen to him.
Curious, Kuroko quickly pulled him up.
"What do you mean?"
"My name's Hibiki, I'm a friend of Kiyoshi's."
The name made Kuroko flinch.
"You know we aren't bad people, right?" The boy, Hibiki's tough demeanour completely wiped off, leaving a pleading, scared teenager behind.
"Of course you aren't bad people, that's why I'm helping you and Kiyoshi! I'm just afraid of the evil we're fighting against." Kuroko answered nervously.
He silently agreed.
"He wanted me to give this to you Kuroko, he said you would know what to do with it." He said firmly in a hard voice, handing her a small box that she quickly slipped in her pocket.
What she did next was a hesitant choice, but she went with her gut.
"Go. We'll see each other again, you just need to go."
He silently thanked her with his eyes and gave her a grateful nod and a wink before he turned and ran away.
She felt so sore. Everything was sore, the bruises that were forming, the scrapes that were still bleeding. She had cuts and burns every wear, and everything ached, and it didn't help with her injuries from yesterday were still healing.
The fire was still burning as Kuroko choked on the ash, putting her arm towards her mouth to try and lessen the intake of smoke.
"Shirai! Over here, we need to debrief and the med team has to take a look at you." The familiar voice of Konori calling her over, booming over the sounds of Anti Skill and fire fighters, tending to the fire and anymore damage.
As the med team continued to fuss over her, tending to her various wounds, Konori asked her many questions.
"What happened? Where's the culprit?"
"They got away, but in an attempt to hit me they hit a transformer instead. He got the upper hand and beat me up, before taking off. I'm sorry Konori, I'm just not strong enough." Kuroko said shamefully, bowing her head to avoid her chief's gaze.
Konori rose the teenager's head with two fingers.
"That is far from true, Kuroko. No need to get yourself worked up over one, unimportant loss. We can sort this out later but for now, you need to head back to the dormitory." Konori said in a calm voice, lifting Kuroko's mood a little bit.
"Also, Kuroko, I want you to switch back to normal hours for a few weeks, I understand, night hours can be thrilling but your a teenager. I didn't consider how that would affect you. So from now on, you will still be a higher ranked officer but night patrols will only be a privileged matter if we need you. But, you will be returning to your normal hours."
Kuroko couldn't be happier. Normal hours! Daytime patrol! Sure she would still be out late, just not out as late as she is right now.
She smiled at her chief and the dark haired girl returned it, pushing up her glasses.
"I'll drive you to the dormitory Kuroko, save you the trouble of walking alone." Konori offered kindly.
"I would appreciate that, thank you." Kuroko said with a small smile.
"Cmon then."
~ Jumpscare! Hehe ~
Kuroko sat staring at the window, trying to ignore how sore she felt.
Tonight Kuroko had been wearing a white shirt with a black, cropped denim jacket and it's sleeves went to her elbows where it had rolled up. She was wearing high waisted jean shorts and her beat up nikes from 3 years ago that she could still fit.
Her long, tawny and curly hair was tied up into a messsy ponytail, strands of curls framing her face.
Of course, thankfully, her clothes hadn't been ruined too badly, sure they were dirty, and she could make the rips in her shorts work.
As she admired the city's skyline, she felt something shift in her back pocket.
Right. That.
Kiyoshi had mentioned there were others, he was trying his hardest to expand. Kuroko had offered to get her friends involved but Kiyoshi didn't want her friends to get hurt, Kuroko was already putting herself in so much danger, he didn't want to ruin her. But he said if he became desperate, she was allowed to reveal the truth.
She didn't want for it to the come to that now though, because if it did, then that meant they were going to be fighting a losing battle.
It meant that they hadn't been succeeding.
She couldn't get anybody else hurt.
Plus, Kiyoshi had promised.
They weren't going to lose.
She just hoped her heart could be believe him.
~ Line break. It's just a line break ~
Kuroko teleported herself into her bathroom, after giving Konori a hug and giving her a genuine thank you.
She sorted herself out, packing up her laptop, cleaning herself up.
She did her entire morning routine and left the bathroom refreshed.
She had thrown her dirty clothes in the bathroom hamper and had put her pyjamas back on. She put her laptop on charge and put her backpack on her desk chair.
She was holding the box Hibiki had given her and she decided for the sake of it that she would put it in her backpack and look at it later.
She checked to see if her school bag was packed, made sure her uniform was where she had left it and then slipped into bed.
Thankfully, it was Friday today, she would be given a break, thank god.
Just as she was falling into a daze she took a glance at the alarm clock.
5:25?! I'm supposed to be up in half an hour!
Although Kuroko couldn't seem to care as she slipped into a dreamless sleep.
~ I don't know what to put here so... ~
Misaka had actually gotten up before Kuroko today and by the time she had finished packing her school bag, Kuroko was stirring.
Misaka turned to look at her tiny roommate.
She looked so peaceful when she was asleep and so...cute.
Before Misaka could blush, her feet were moving her towards the teleporter's bed, crouching so her head was level with Kuroko's sleeping one.
She gently put her hand on the small girl's shoulder, shaking her softly.
"Kuroko, it's time to get up...Kuroko...?" Misaka whispered sweetly.
"Mmm, Mikoto..." The small girl moaned.
Misaka's heart practically exploded.
Oh. My. God.
The girl. From my dream.
OhmygodohmygodOHMY-
The tawny haired girl moaned softly and Misaka was sure she was going to die, her heart was fluttering and face was burning.
At least I can die happy.
She moved her hand to Kuroko's cheek and the action felt so familiar and right.
She moved her thumb in small circles, gently feeling the soft skin of her roommate.
"Kuroko cmon, we're gonna be late if you don't wake up..." but Misaka knew she would wait for Kuroko to wake on her own, even if it meant being late by a few minutes, or hours, she didn't care.
Thankfully she didn't have to actually wait that long as the teleporter's eyes started fluttering open, locking her shining caramel eyes with Misaka's reflective brown ones.
"Morning." Kuroko said quietly with a smile.
Misaka's heart clenched, had her best friend always been this cute?!
"Cmon, you gotta get ready." Misaka said calmly as she stood up and sat on her bed.
Kuroko immediately moved to get ready, heading to the bathroom and locking the door behind her.
Misaka felt the heat rise to her ears for the a millionth time.
As she heard the shuffling of Kuroko changing, washing her face and brushing her teeth, she tried to push back the thoughts of her best friend that were currently invading her mind.
She busied herself with her phone while she waited for her friend and just as she was starting to invest herself in her game she heard the familiar noise of Kuroko's teleport.
But Kuroko hadn't teleported herself, she had teleported her pyjamas onto her bed along with-
Wait. We're those...?
Oh my god, is that what I think it is?
Misaka's mouth practically dropped to floor as her gaze fell upon the garment, her whole body temperature rapidly climbing through the roof.
I-it's-
It was Kuroko's underwear.
And to her surprise it wasn't the skimpy kind she recognised. They were plain white panties with small, brown, chibi bears on them.
They were so childish yet so...
Arousing.
It was all she could think of as she immediately got hot in the face, it was really not helping her find answers to her questions.
Well, that wasn't true, as she was sure she already had the answers she needed.
She was definitely not straight.
And she was most definitely, without a doubt, completely and totally falling in love with Kuroko Shirai.
And she was falling fast and hard.
And she was most certainly not mad about it.
She was just a bit...scared.
It was all new to her and she was just praying that this didn't ruin anything between her and Kuroko.
Said girl, interrupted Misaka's thoughts by exiting the bathroom and Misaka had to quickly move her gaze from the girl's panties.
Kuroko was wearing her school uniform and her beautiful tawny curls were out of there trademark pigtails, bouncing around her in a graceful motion.
She looked refreshed and ready for the day. She walked to her desk and Misaka followed her movements. She slipped her laptop and phone into her bag, zipped it closed, then she slipped the bag onto her shoulder.
She then picked up her hairbrush and carefully brushed her wild curls.
Misaka couldn't help but admire her, how had she never noticed how beautiful her friend was?
Was she really that blind?
Kuroko placed the brush down and began pulling up her hair and separating it into two sections.
Misaka's eyes widened.
"Wait!" She said, breathlessly.
Kuroko turned quickly as she eyed her roommate curiously.
"Leave your hair out today, it looks pretty like that..." The electormaster said softly, looking her small friend in the eyes.
Kuroko dropped her hands and let them sway by her sides as she gave Misaka a lopsided smile.
"If you insist Sissy." She said happily, gracefully moving to the door, Misaka's eyes trailing after her.
Kuroko's head went right under nose as said teleporter walked to put her shoes on and the action caused Misaka to inhale her scent.
And it was probably the most comforting thing she had ever smelt in her life.
God I sound like such a creep.
"You coming, Mikoto?"
Her heart skipped a beat.
Please don't stop calling me that.
I love it when you call me by your name.
Oh god, she sounded lovesick.
But she couldn't help it! The way her first name rolled off of Kuroko's tongue was just intoxicating.
She shook her head and moved to put on her shoes beside her friend, giving her a big grin.
"Yep, lets go."
With a giggle from her small roommate and two smiles exchanged between the pair, Kuroko skipped out and Misaka smiled, laughing at her friend.
A few days ago, she thought she was going to lose her best friend, but now they were as close as anyone could ever be.
But there was a small cloud hovering over Misaka's head.
She wanted to wait, to adjust to this new label and identity and just take her time and learn, she didn't want to dive into this blindly.
She wanted to wait, truly she did.
But she also wanted more.
She wanted to be more to Kuroko.
She wanted to be more than friends.
~ Hey! Look! It's a line break in its natural habitat! ~
AN: Sorry! I know this isn't a good chapter :( but I'm really starting to grip on to this story like a vice, hehe. :D
Also sorry about the line breaks, I'm trying to be CrEaTIvE.
Again, thank you for the lovely comments, you guys are truly amazing!
I want to make sure this stud interesting for you guys, so any advice or suggestions are a appreciated :3
But I just want to give all my love to the people loving, supporting and commenting on this story. I know it's only just started, but I just want to show my gratitude :3
I want this story to develop, most of my stories like, S.L.U.T is moving along very quickly. I just want to make sure that this train doesn't speed down the tracks as I know how odd it can be for a story to go from Point A to Point B on the blink of an eye.
So I'm trying my hardest to add some arcs in there, trying to map out this story as best as I can.
Again, thank you for the love, everyone, I love you all so much xx
Au Revoir Belles!
~Kay
ALSO! The fight scene (which is terribly written) is in one of those underground-ish bus stations but they're outside? Just google images of the your name train station and that's what I'm thinking of xD