Chapter 14: Shopping Spree at Seventh Mist! The Popstar and Music Club Models for Articho?!
"So, do you mind telling us how the two of you met and how he rescued you?" Uiharu ask the popstar again. "Oh! Oh! You were rescued from a gang of Skill-Out. No wait! A burning building."
"Close." Arisa told her, looking at Articho. He nods, letting her continue. "He saved me from falling off a building."
The club girls all blinked in confusion.
"What do you mean?" Ruiko wonders. "You fell off a building?"
"Believe it or not, but I was blown away by a strong wind. And I ended up hanging on for my life on the ledge." She explains. "My own fingers could not hang onto the edge."
"What?!" Her two fans exclaimed in horror.
"And if it weren't for Articho, I wouldn't be here today. It happened last week on the 10th."
"So not only I became her savior, I also became her bodyguard at the same day." Articho proudly answers. "So weird."
"That so wonderful. Just like a knight rescuing a maiden." The flower headed girl sighs dreamily.
Everyone sweatdrop at her weird fantasy.
"Is she all right?" He whispersed to the Urban Legend Hunter.
"You get used to it." She told him, before smirking. "One second. Hey Kazari."
The next moment, Uiharu's skirt was flipped in front of everyone.
The Time Patroller and the popstar flinched with their cheeks pink.
"Ahhhhhhhh!" She screams, covering herself. "Saten, what the hell is wrong with you!? And in front of a boy! Now I'll never get to be married!"
The long black haired girl laughs her head off loudly.
"You may never know, Uiharu." She told her best friend. "There may be someone out there who wants to marry you."
Then she felt her own skirt being flipped, causing everyone around her to gasped.
"Eh?" She questions as she feels a slight chill from behind.
"Laced thongs, huh?" Articho curiously looks with a hand under his chin. "And it's sapphire blue."
Ruiko then gasps and deeply blushes.
"NOOOOOOO!" She screams out in the heavens, pulling her skirt down.
Then the humiliated girl turns towards her classmate, puffing up her cheeks in rage.
"Why you..." She growls, preparing to slap him across the face.
However, he predicted this outcome from her and sidesteps to his left.
"Wahhh!" She yelps, tripping on rooftop's floor.
"Nice try, but I've already been slapped not too long ago. So the same move doesn't work on me twice." He smirks, crossing his arms.
Ruiko grumbles, before getting back up.
"I'm going to make sure you eat your words." She told him, going back to finish her food in silence.
"That's what you get, Saten." Her best friend says with a smug expression.
"As for your other questions. No, Arisa and I are not a couple. In fact, I'm not looking for a relationship for the moment."
The other girls of the club all groaned in disappointment. Except for Ruiko because she's too busy grumbling in humiliation as she finishes her lunch.
So everyone decided to finish up their meals, and to prepare getting themselves ready for their last classes of the day.
Meanwhile...
A girl wearing a white blouse over a black bodysuit with brown boots walks down a hallway. She has long black hair with two small pigtails on each side. Her eyes are yellow like a cat's.
"So his name is Articho, huh?" The girl told herself, before grinning like a predator. "He's a very impressive fighter the other day."
She stopped by a door, before opening it up to walk in.
Before her was a human sized tank with a limbless, badly injured person inside of it.
"It was a miracle that you survived, barely." She frowns. "Too bad you're half the girl you once were."
Apparently somehow, Wendy Katsch survived her battle with Articho. While he believed that he destroyed her using her own attack against her, she was able to survive. By destroying the ground beneath her in order to escape. But at the cost of half of her upper body blown up. First her legs around the torso, now she's what's left of herself. However, somehow her cut off lower half and left arm is slowly regenerating back into the girl.
"Extraordinary." Rakko says, placing her hand on the tank. "I wonder, is she more than just a Esper?"
Just then, the door behind her slides open.
"Any progress on the target?" Kakine asks as he walks in.
"Mr. Yobou is going through the data." She explains. "We'll soon know everything about him."
"Good." He nods. Then he looks at the tank. "What about her?"
"She's still stable. And is still healing herself." The sniper of SCHOOL told him. "To think she is capable of regeneration."
Then the eyes of the person inside the tank opened.
This creeped the black-haired girl out, causing her to screech in fright.
However, Wendy's eyes slowly close, falling back into her unconscious state.
"At least she's still alive." She chuckles. "Once she's awake, should we start interrogating her?"
"There's little point in doing that to a Telepath, Yumiya." Dark Matter told her. "Far more difficult than a normal target or prisoner. And according to Yobou, Katsch is the second strongest telepathic user in Academy City. She's almost as strong as Mental Out."
"Seriously?" The Assassin was surprised. "I guess interrogation is thrown out the window then."
Elsewhere...
A beautiful girl with long purple hair in pigtails, wearing a black business suit, pencil skirt, garter belt, black stockings, and heels was walking down the street.
She was looking at her tablet, while humming a tone. The 15 year old smiled as she was looking at some information she found out.
"Articho." The girl hummed. "Strange name for a boy like him."
Then the girl started wondering if she found her shiver of hope. The words of her employer still haunt her to this day.
Flashback...
"What will happen if I betray you? Or what if I refuse your offer?"
"Oh, I wouldn't consider doing that, my dear." An old, bald headed geezer in a lab coat says. "If that ever happens, my men will have their way with you."
"Their... way with me?" She further asks, confused. "Like kill me? I guess I'm okay with that."
"Kill you? Now that would be too easy. And pointless. I need you as much as you need me." He assures her. "But to what I'm referring to, it's much worse than that."
The purple haired girl in the black straitjacket blinked her eyes, until realizing what he was referring to.
"You mean... MY BODY!?"
In her imagination...
The purple haired girl is in Karada bondage. The rope don't squeeze her breasts, merely surrounds them. Emphasizing them if you would. They entwines her shoulders, chest, stomach, going down to her crotch to tease pussy and asshole. The ropes deliciously irritate her skin, as her hands are tied behind her back.
Currently she stands bend forward, furiously sucking the cock of a young man, who sits on a chair in front of her, holding her hair, while her pussy is fucked by a man standing behind her. The guy in her pussy grabs her hips and groans, loving how tight her pussy feels.
She's sweating heavily now, moaning with lust. Her ass jiggles with each thrust, and her breasts bounce up and down. The adult men that are not fucking her stroke their cocks, reaching out and fondling and groping her body.
"Come on slut! Suck like you mean it." The man says, gripping her head tighter.
The purple haired girl pulled out for a moment, so she can give his shaft a kiss. Then she licked each of his balls, then resumes blowing his veiny member.
The young man in front of her grabs her head and begins to face fuck her. She was making sexy, sloppy "gluk gluk" noises from every thrust, causing her to drool quite a bit.
"Tighten up, bitch!" The man says as he smacks the teen's asscheek. "Your supposed to give us pleasure."
She shudders as she squeezes her pussy around his throbbing cock. They have been fucking her for hours and they did anything they wanted with the young girl. In that time she climaxed quite a few times and loved every minute of it. She had the face of a common whore.
He let out a small grunt as the purple haired girl began to speed up, making the man to keep a firm yet steady grip on her head.
"I'm about to cum." The man fucking her face says, picking up the pace.
"So am I." The the other one behind her says, squeezing her tits. He started thrusting like a madman, as his balls slapped against her clit. "Take my cum!"
All she can do was groan when the man comes deep inside her womb. He fills her pussy up as some of the semen leaks out, while at the same time the man she was giving a blowjob cums into her mouth. She greedily drinks his seed. The man in the chair pulls out and puts the purple haired girl on her knees. He grunts and cums more all over her face. She gasps when the cum hits her face.
When he pulls out, the girl is flipped around on her back and her legs are spread wide. She moans when another man takes her pussy and she sits up to suck the cock on her right side.
She bobs her head up and down, gurgling on the cock. The man in her pussy doesn't last long and shoots his load in her, and when he pulls out and someone else takes her pussy. The girl moans around the cock she's currently sucking.
The man keeps himself in her mouth and groans in ecstasy as he comes. At this point, the cum starts to overfill her mouth as it comes out. He pulls out, shooting his last couple strands on her face, and making room for the next guy. The guy in her pussy fills it up, adding to the cum already there.
One of the men lays her down and another spreads her legs wide. Then a line forms at her pussy and the first guy slides in. The other men stand around her and jerk their cocks to her, covering her chest and body in cum. The young teenager groans loud as her body is covered in spunk. The guy fucking her pussy comes inside her and pulls out, replaced by the next guy.
For the next 30 minutes, guy after guy uses her body to their hearts content. At this point, the purple haired girl is panting in heat, screaming at how she wants more cock. One of the guards lays down and pulls her down with him, taking her ass. She spreads her legs and waits for someone to fuck her pussy. To the surprise, two guys step up, aiming both their cocks towards her pussy. In which she gave them permission, and they started to fuck her hard.
Finally when they were finished, they allow her sweaty battered body fall on the cold floor. She was completely covered in cum, leaking from all of her holes
The purple haired girl had her tongue sticking out, completely stunned after getting violated.
Imagination ended...
Present day...
She started to shiver in fear and disgust.
"What was I even thinking?" The said girl questions herself with regret in her voice. "That old geezer threatened to give me a fate worse than death if I try to turn on him in anyway or refuse his proposal."
Just thinking about it, almost made her on the brink of total insanity.
"I just hope that it doesn't come to that." She told herself, before returning her thoughts to the hybrid Saiyan. "I wonder who he is. His records from the Bank doesn't tell me much."
The girl wonders if she'll be able find anymore useful information.
Back over to SCHOOL...
"Sorry guys." Youbo apologizes, scratching the back of his head sheepishly. "But this all I could find on Articho."
He then has a file in his hands.
Kakine takes it from his friend's hands and opens the folder up, looking at the contents inside. The two other SCHOOL members peeked at it from both his sides curiously.
"Hmm." Dark Matter says, studying the file carefully. "Interesting."
"What is it?"
"He's ranked as a Level 0." He answers, pointing the details with his finger.
The two other members took a look, and were surprised as well.
"But he's not an Esper." The Sniper points out. "You said so yourself."
"I did. So it appears that he wants to stay anonymous." He says. "Smart."
Just then, the last member of the group came into the room. She had a bathrobe wrapped around her, and fluffy slippers on her feet.
"Hmm?" Kakine looks in the direction where the door just opened up.
"Found some information about our mysterious person?" The blonde hair girl curiously asked, walking up to them.
Her boyfriend handed her the file on Articho.
"Well, this is a disappointment."
"True, but it makes things easier for us." He told her.
"Easier?" She asks, raising an eyebrow. "How so?"
The second ranked Level 5 grins.
"Yobou, Yumiya." He turns to face them, still grinning. "I've a special mission for you."
The two of them were curious about their assignment.
Back with Articho and Arisa...
The final bell rings, to signal the end of classes for the day.
"Finally. I'm outta here." He sighs loudly.
The boy then runs out of the classroom.
"Always on the move." Arisa giggles, as she started packing her homework and supplies.
"Say Arisa." Akemi says, and she made her way towards her desk. "We're going to the mall and hang out. Want to come?"
"Huh?" The popstar was curious hearing this. "You want me to hang out with you guys?"
"Why not?" She smiled. "We're classmates and club members after all, so it makes sense."
"Is that so?" The pink haired girl says, before smiling. "In that case... I love to come."
"Great!" Akemi told her, turning towards the rest of her friends. "And don't forget to ask Articho if he wants to come too."
"Heh?" She nervously giggles. "Unless I ask... That's very unlikely."
"Unlikely?" The club members asked in unison.
"Let's just say that he doesn't hang out much with friends." She told them, as the group of girls walked down the halls of the school.
Suddenly, the door to the boys locker opens as Articho steps out, wearing his orange and blue gi.
"That school uniform was so tight." He whined to himself. "It was so hard to breathe in."
The girls were surprised to see what he was wearing, until the Urban Legend Hunter of the group gasped in recognization.
"That outfit..." Ruiko mutters. "It's you."
"Hmm? You say something?" He questions, facing her.
"Your gi. It looks just like the one I saw the other day."
"Um... sorry, but you might be confused with someone else." He lies, realizing she might be on to him. "Not good. I think Saten was there when I fought Wendy the other day."
"You're probably right." She says, rubbing the back of her head. "It could be just a coincidence."
Arisa, Articho, Uiharu all sighed in relief.
However, the Time Patroller notices the Level 1 sighing like him and the popstar.
"Um, why are you sighing?" He asks.
Uiharu yelps and looks at him nervously, chuckling.
"N-Nothing!" She waves her hands quickly. "It's nothing!"
"Hmm." Articho frowns suspiciously, but decided to leave it alone with a shrug. "Meh."
"Hey Articho." His employer calls out. "The girls want me to hang out with them at the mall. Do you want to come?"
"Me?" He questions, pointing at himself. "Why?"
"Since you are a student here, it'll be good to socialize with all your classmates. That also includes me."
The Time Patroller realizes that she has a point. But then he frowns.
"I have been socializing with other people before coming here." He told her. "But hanging out with new people wouldn't hurt."
Arisa was taken back by his response.
"So you're coming?" She asked him.
Two minutes later...
The music club members started walking down District 7, heading towards the mall.
"Seventh Mist?" Arisa asks. "Never been there."
"Trust us, you're gonna love it." Ruiko assures her, as the two of them walk together.
"For you girls, yes." Articho butts in. "For me, not really."
"How come?" Fuuga wonders.
"I don't exactly shop a lot of things." He scratches the back of his head before mumbling to himself. "Unless it involves in playing the virtual Super Dragon Ball Heroes card game."
The president frowns, realizing that he's missing out on a lot. Then an idea came into her head, and she started to plan what to do at the mall.
The group then finally arrives in front of a large building with a sign spelled in English 'Seventh Mist'.
"So the mall is a department store, huh?" The only male of the group deduced. "Looks impressive."
"You should see Academy City's Underound Mall." Ruiko started to explain. "It's bigger."
"Come on guys, let's go!" Uiharu called out, as everyone follows her into the mall.
Meanwhile across the street, Yobou and Rakko observed them from entering Seventh Mist.
Each of them was wearing the summer school uniforms of their respected schools.
"He's entering Seventh Mist?" The boy wonders curiously. "Should we call this in?"
"Not yet." His partner told him. "We need to make contact first."
The two SCHOOL members walked inside, trying to blend in with the people who are shopping around for different stuff.
On one of the upper floors, the purple haired girl was observing the group from below.
"So he's hanging out with his friends." She deduced, before smiling. "Interesting."
Then she notices Rakko in the crowd.
"Rakko?" She was shocked, seeing the timid girl after a long time. "Why is she here now?"
Then she saw the boy that was next to her, her eyebrow raising.
"Hmm, since when did she get herself a boyfriend?" She questions further. "Questions, questions."
Getting tired of just sitting around, she decided to follow her plan to continue observation.
Later...
"You girls ready to do this." The high-class girl asked her friends.
"Are you really sure we should be doing this?" Mako wonders. "This will be really embarrassing."
The club members, excluding Arisa, were huddled together as they whispered among themselves.
"What are they doing?" Articho whispers in his friend's ear, having a bad feeling.
"Honestly, I don't know?" She told him. "I feel the same way you are feeling now."
"You said that we can hear each other's thoughts." He brings up. "What do you mean?"
She was surprised to hear that from him.
But before she can explain, they heard a new voice.
"Oh man. I can't believe I'm lost." A girl says, sounding depressed.
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice.
Rakko was looking around, unable to find her friend. Of course this is her acting.
"Looks like that girl needs help." Uiharu pointed out.
"You're probably right." Fuuga agrees, before looking at the emblem on the girl's uniform. "That uniform..."
"What is it, Fuuga?" Ruiko asked.
"That girl's from Shidarezakura Private Academy. One of the all girls schools in the Garden of Learning, second to Tokiwadai."
"Ya don't say?" Articho sarcastically questions Fuuga. "Arisa and I have some friends there."
"Maybe we should go help her." Arisa suggests.
The girls agreed with her, while Articho hesitates but decided to go along.
The group started walking towards her.
"Excuse me?"
Rakko jumps a bit, as she turns around.
"Y-Yes?" She nervously answers.
"Are you by any chance lost?" The popstar questions, curiously.
"I-I am." She nods. "I was with my friend when we came here, until we were separated. Now I have no idea where he is."
Articho notices someone behind one of the mall's support columns. He then frowns suspiciously.
"Would your friend happened to be hiding behind that support column?" He asks, pointing his finger at it. "He's behind you."
The Assassin was shocked that he saw through them. Or did he?
"H-How did you know it was him?" She asked, trying not to blow her cover.
"Simple. He's terrible at hiding." He explains. "I think he likes you."
Rakko's face turned completely red hearing that.
"W-What??" She shutters, meekly.
"It looks like you have a thing for him as well." The Time Patroller realizes, nodding his head. "He seems like a decent person."
"Easy Articho." Arisa told him. "You're embarrassing her. But I do believe it's cute."
The Sniper started to get even more embarrassed, as she covers her face with her hands.
Believing he should show himself, Yobou started walking towards everyone.
The high schooler's face was completely red.
"Oops. Guess I must've gotten overboard." He deduced. "Sorry for putting your friend on the spot."
"N-No, it's all right." She assures him. "This is quite a shock to me. How'd you know he has feelings for me?"
"I didn't." He deadpans with a blank expression, slouching with both arms down.
Both high schoolers paled.
"And besides, I think I saw him staring at your rear."
The black haired girl was shocked hearing that.
"Mr. Yobou!?"
"I didn't do that! I swear!"
Then the Saiyan started laughing up a storm.
"I'm just messing with you."
He then senses something and tilts his head to the side, evading a hard slap.
"Missed." Arisa exclaims in annoyance.
Articho then raspberries her.
"Beep, beep!"
The popstar puffs up her cheeks.
The two SCHOOL operatives were surprised to see him acting like a young child. Somewhat.
"They don't call me the master of trolling for nothing." The Time Patroller says with pride.
"You mother..." The pink haired girl started to say.
"OKAY." The girl with the hair bow tie announced. "I believe some introductions are in order. Am I right?"
"Oh yeah, I almost forgot." Articho realizes. "So who the hell are you guys?"
"Don't be rude, Articho!" Arisa chastised the boy.
"Meh." He shrugs, making the pink haired girl growled.
"W-Well, I'm Rakko Yumiya." She introduces herself.
"And I'm Banka Yobou." He answers.
"It's Articho." He introduce himself before crossing his arms.
"Arisa Meigo."
"Ruiko Saten."
"Kazari Uiharu."
"I'm Akemi, and this is Muu and Mako."
"Fuuga." The music club president introduced herself. "Fuuga Sakurazaka."
"Nice to meet you." Yobou smiles. "So you guys are shopping?"
"We are." Fuuga nods, crossing her arms. "Why do you ask?"
"Just wondering is all." He shrugs.
"It was nice meeting you." Rakko shyly says. "We're going to be going now."
"Hold on a sec." The popstar speaks up.
"Yes?" The two high schooler were curious.
"Do you wanna tag along?" She asked, smiling.
"A-Are you sure? I mean, we don't want to intrude." The Sniper started asking.
"You can drop the stuttering." The Time Patroller says. "There's no need to be nervous about it. Plus, it's annoying."
"Articho!"
"Just saying." He eye rolls.
"Oh, all right." Rakko says. "We will love to accompany you."
"Cool!" She beams with joy.
The group, comprised of 8 Middle School students and two high school students, started hanging out around the mall.
"The two of you girls are middle schoolers?!" Yumiya was shocked, hearing that. "How are you two years younger than us, and yet you have the bodies of a high schooler?"
"I'm not sure." Ruiko admits. "Genetics, I guess. I get that a lot."
"But aside from that, you look pretty yourself, Yumiya." Arisa compliments. "Those yellow eyes are like a cat's."
"Told ya." Yobou comments to his comrade.
She gave him a look, before blushing.
"Thanks." She smiled. "You know, the two of you strangely look alike. Are you by chance twins?"
"That's what I said." Uiharu pointed out.
"Oh no. The two of us may look alike, but we're not twins." Arisa told them. "But it's strange that the two of us share the same face."
"Which is annoying me." Ruiko quietly mutters. "And she's even prettier than me."
"So Yumiya, I noticed your school uniform." Fuuga started to say. "You must be a Level 3 or 4, right?"
"Actually, I'm a Level 0." She answers. "But just to let you know, I'm the only exception."
"What?!"
"That doesn't make any sense. How'd you end up in enrolling at one of the Garden's most prestigious schools in the first place?"
"Despite not having a ability, I do have a high IQ." Rakko answers.
"Really?" The hacker was surprised.
"Mmmhmm." She nods. "Mr. Yobou here is also good at computers."
"It's not that big of a deal." He admits.
"Mr. Yobou?" The Sakugawa students questioned.
"Oh that?" The high schooler realizes. "I think she likes to be so formal with me."
"Is that so?" The hybrid Saiyan says, looking at the Sniper. "A prestigious girl from the Garden of Learning. Very interesting."
Then everyone continued to enjoy their day. The first stop was swimsuits.
"Swimsuits, huh?" Articho questions before realizing something. "Wait, what were you girls whispering about earlier?"
The girls looked at each other, before deciding to tell him.
"Well, we actually decided to model for you." Fuuga told him.
"Oh." He says before blinking. "Wait, what?"
"We're serious." Ruiko told him.
The boy's jaw drops in disbelief.
"Unbelievable." He facepalms himself
"Yumiya, you can model for Yobou if you want to."
"W-What?!" Rakko blushes. "Are you sure?"
"Now don't be so shy." Akemi told her. "It'll be great!"
"Well, I'm no stranger to seeing girls in bikinis, but..." Yobou admits before blushing. "This'll be the first time I get to see Yumiya without her clothes on. And in a swimsuit."
His partner gasped, as the girls brought her into the store to pick out some swimsuits. Leaving the boys behind.
"Oh, I forgot to mention one more thing." The music club president stops in her tracks. "We'll be also modeling dresses, lingerie, and shoes."
"You're kidding me." Articho was depressed. "So we're going to be here all day?"
"Exactly." Fuuga smiles. "Now remember, no picking."
"So?" He shrugs.
"I know about what happened between you and Arisa." She smirks. "Don't you wanna see her beautiful body again?"
He started to blush hearing that.
Fuuga giggles at his reaction.
"I'll take that as a yes." She deduced. "So just be patient, and we'll be out in a moment."
The girl then follows the others inside the store's dressing room.
In the meantime, Articho and Yobou both sat down on a couch.
"So, how long have the two of you known each other?" The Time Patroller wonders.
Yep. This is gonna be an awkward conversation between the two boys.
"Well, since last year." He told him. "We were both in our third year in middle school."
Articho gave a small nod.
"That's cool." He told him, before deciding to ask him something. "Yobou, right?"
"Yeah?" He asked.
"How long are the two of you going to spy on me?"
The older boy was baffled by his question.
"What do you mean?" Yobou was confused.
"You don't have to pretend anymore." He told him. "I know you guys are not here by coincidence."
"W-Wha-?!"
"Plus, you're terrible at acting."
"I-Is that so? I knew we should've introduced ourselves normally. It was Yumiya's idea."
"It was her idea? You mean the whole acting?"
"Yeah." He told him, without revealing his friend's true personality. "Sorry for deceiving you and your friends."
"As long as you're not bad guys, then apology accepted." The hybrid Saiyan assures him. "Just don't do it again. Otherwise, you'll regret it."
"Got it." He nods in understanding. "Anyway, were you serious about having a crush on Yumiya?"
"What do you mean?" Articho was confused.
"Huh?"
"I was telling the truth." He explains. "The two of you would be perfect together. Even Arisa agrees."
That made the high schooler look at the ground.
Just then, they hear the sounds of barefeet heading towards them.
"We're ready." They heard the popstar's voice.
"Huh?" The boys looked in the direction. They looked up to see the girls have returned, wearing the swimsuits they're going to model for them.
"Do you like what you see?" Ruiko questions, in a seductive voice.
"Whoa..." Articho says, blushing.
Each of the girls were wearing some impressive swimsuits, ranging from one pieces to bikinis.
And out of all of them, the Urban Legend Hunter was wearing the sexiest one of all. Arisa too.
"Do you like it, Articho?" Arisa shyly blushes.
"W-Well... Yeah." He gulps.
Arisa's heart begins to beat faster as her blush deepens on her face, slightly swaying her hips and wiggling her toes.
She placed her hands behind her back and plays around with her fingers nervously.
"What's happening to me?" The pink haired girl questions in her head. "Why is my heart, my body, and my mind feel...hot?"
"You also look great, Yumiya." Yobou admits, still red like a tomato.
Rakko wears a yellow bikini bra and thongs with black outlines.
"Why thank you." She nervously told him. "It fits perfectly for me."
Arisa couldn't take it anymore and begins walking towards Articho.
And then... she sits on his lap, catching her friend off guard.
"Arisa..." He froze, unable to figure out what to do. "What the hell are you doing?"
She smiles, as her eyes dilated. The popstar grabs his right hand.
"I want you to touch them." She says. "Squeeze them."
Everyone gasped, hearing those words coming out of her. Especially Ruiko, who looks on in envy.
Not wanting to be left in the dust, she moved over to his left side.
"Here." She says, grabbing his left arm. "Squeeze mine too."
"U-Um... squeeze what?" The Time Patroller asks, stuttering in confusion. "Arisa?"
"Our breasts." The two girls answered before looking at each other and back at the boy. "My breasts."
Their friends started to sweat a lot. They even started to back up a bit.
"Is this a good thing?" Yobou questions, not liking this.
"Probably not." Uiharu told him, getting worried as well.
"Why?" Rakko asks.
"You know how most girls are like around the same guy?" Fuuga questions. "It's about to happen now."
"I'm sorry, Saten, but I asked him first." Arisa calmly says, as her eyebrow twitches.
"I'm afraid that's my line." Ruiko told her, with the same expression.
The two of them looked at each other, as sparks started showing.
"Are you two okay?" Articho asks, trying to dissolve the situation before it gets worse.
"Oh, we are perfectly fine." The girls told him, without taking their eyes off of each other.
"This is bad. Like really bad." He says in his thoughts. "If I don't resolve this now, I'll end up in between their yet-to-be feud. There's gotta be a solution to this. But how?"
He then looks down at Arisa's chest, blushing again.
"Looks like they're too busy with glaring at each other to notice they've let go of both my hands." He continues to think, before sweating nervously and gulping. "Well... here goes nothing."
Standing up, he started moving his way towards the girls.
Taking a deep breath, Articho grabs the popstar's left breast - covered in her pink bikini bra - with his right hand.
Arisa's eyes widen and gasps, before looking at the source of it.
"Better?" He asked, squeezing the bountiful flesh some more.
The pink haired girl gave a sly smile.
"Better." She smiles, with a deep blush. She then starts to pant. This feeling... it's so different.
Articho nervously smiles and gropes the left breast, causing her to gasp louder.
Arisa attempts to fight back this weird sensation, keeping her own eyes and lips closed. But it was no use as her friend continues to grope and massage her boob.
Finally, the pink haired girl in, opening up both her eyes and lips.
"Ahhhhh..." She softly moans in pleasure. "S-So good."
Realizing that she has lost, Ruiko walks away in defeat. Her attempt to sabotage their friendship has backfired. But she has plenty of time to succeed. She will make the young man hers.
"Just you wait, Arisa Meigo. Articho is going to belong to me." Ruiko swore in her head. "Even if I do idolize you."
The hybrid Saiyan then gropes her right breast, but this time harder. This resulted in Arisa's moans to be become louder each time how hard he gropes.
"S-Sorry, Arisa." Articho apologizes as he continues. "Was that too much for you?"
"N-No!" Arisa called out, shaking her head. "M-My breasts are just sensitive is all."
Articho then let's go of her boobs.
"I think that's enough for today." He announced. "Or forever. I don't think I wanna do that to you again."
"S-Sure." She shutters, placing her hand on the breast that he touched. "Perhaps I should buy this one."
Arisa begins to head back into the dressing room but stops to look at Articho, blushing shyly.
"Articho..." She begins. "I... I really enjoyed being touched by you."
The hybrid Saiyan looks away, embarrassed.
"S-Sorry." He apologizes again. "I just wanted the two of you to stop arguing."
The popstar nods her head, agreeing with him.
After she was out of sight, Articho sighs with relief. He then perks up and notices being stared at.
"What are you looking at?" He questions with an annoyed expression.
"Look down." Fuuga told him, blushing deeply.
"Huh?" He was completely confused, until he looks down. "?!"
It would appear that he got himself aroused.
Uiharu gasps in shock, blushing.
"My God." Mako was surprised seeing her first erection, despite all those times she eavesdropped on her parents having intercourse when she was young.
"Are you kidding me?!" Articho shouted, covering himself. "All the time!"
Rakko had her eyes covered.
"W-Why is your junk reacting like that?!" Ruiko questions.
"It's not my fault it decides to turn on!" He argues, trying to push it down. "Stupid Saiyan hormones!"
Arisa came back with her uniform on, and carrying a shopping bag.
"I'm ready you guys." She told them, before noticing everyone's red face. "What did I miss?"
The popstar then looks down and gasps loudly, blushing like a tomato.
"Oh... My." She says, meekly looking away for a moment.
"Let's get going." He told everyone. "You guys are the worst."
Soon after getting their purchases, the group decided to check out some dresses and formal wear.
"Can I sit this one out?" Uiharu asks, nervously chuckling. "I think I wanna avoid getting my skirt flipped up again."
"Oh, you're no fun." Ruiko pretends to pout.
"Easy for you to say!" The flower headed girl retorts. "I don't want the whole world to see what's under my skirt."
"Why do you want to keep flipping Uiharu's skirt, Saten?" The Time Patroller questions. "Are you some kind of closet pervert?"
"Pfft!" Uiharu stifles a laugh, covering her mouth as she sees her best friend's flustered reaction.
"It's not like that, okay!" Ruiko explains herself. "I just wantedto make sure she still has her panties on."
"By looking underneath her skirt like a Peeping Tom?" He roasts, smirking cockily. "For someone who hates perverts, that's a very hypocritical thing to say."
Ruiko growls, not liking his attitude and the way he looks down at her.
"Cocky, little bastard." She mutters to herself. "I'm going to make you eat those words."
Articho then chuckles.
"Do you always make people angry wherever you go?" The popstar questions.
"That's the idea. It's what I do. Whether it be friend or foe. I can take advantage of their pissed off feelings. For example, I can do this."
He then leans close to Ruiko's left ear. And while still grinning, he kisses her neck, catching her off guard.
The black haired girl gave out a moan, as she falls to her knees.
"N-No!" She moans. "S-Stop that!"
She started rubbing her thighs together, starting to feel strange.
He then pulls his lips away from her neck and looks at the popstar.
"Ya see, Arisa?" He points out. "If you do it right to an opponent - or even with a sex partner or lover - then you can get the jump on them."
"I suppose you make a good point." Arisa understood what he meant, even if she doesn't like his tactics.
But that would be too hypocritical. After all, she did the exact same thing to the Time Patroller recently. Maybe she does like his tactics.
"Are you ready to pick out a dress, Ruiko?" The club president asked.
"J-J-Just give me a second." The Urban Legend Hunter answers, doing her best to control her body. "I'll catch up."
"I warned you time and time again, Saten." Uiharu floats in a sing song tone. "Your luck was about to run out eventually."
"Shut up." Her best friend told her, barely getting up. "Articho just got lucky is all. And you know his name is very funny."
"Heh. Your words don't scare me." He told her. "Just to let you know, I can do it again. Or I can do something worse than a kiss on the neck."
Ruiko gasps in horror.
"You wouldn't... Dare?"
"Try me." He straight up started trolling her.
Then Articho leans over to whisper in her ear.
"If wanted to pop your cherry, I would've done it already." He quietly told her, without the others knowing. "Or I can take your first kiss. In front of everyone."
Her face pales, losing all of its color.
"N-No... please don't do it."
"I won't do it, unless you force my hand." He coldy warns. "I can tell that you're nothing but a bully committing sexual assault on your best friend."
Ruiko looks down in shame.
"And now you're trying to seduce me. In front of Arisa as well, to make it worse."
"I..."
"She learned that the hard way when someone did those same actions on me. And trust me, it wasn't a pretty sight." He told her. "And I really hope that you don't make the same mistake."
Then he started to walk away, sitting at the bench with Uiharu and Yobou.
His words echoed in her mind.
Ruiko followed her other friends deep into the store.
"Did you really have to do that?" The hacker asked.
"Do what?" He innocently shrugs. "I saved your image as a fine lady."
"I appreciate that." She nods. "But perhaps you went a little too hard on her."
"If I hadn't, she'd never learn her lesson." Articho pointed out. "She needs to stop bullying and harassing you."
"Well, she's not really bullying me."
"And how long are you going to defend her?" He questions. "Only a fool would do that."
"I'm serious." She told him.
"Are you?" He raises an eyebrow.
"She's my best friend."
"But a true best friend doesn't commit sexually assault. You know that, don't you?"
"I know." She looks down. "But Saten's... a special case."
"Why's that?" Yobou was curious.
"I don't know." The flower headed girl shrugs. "She doesn't talk much about herself."
"Is that why she keeps skirt flipping you?" Articho further asks, eye twitching in annoyance and disbelief. "How petty."
"Do you think you can give her a chance? Despite her personality, she's a good person."
"I'm already giving her a chance." He told her. "Let's see how long she can keep that up."
The three of them heard the sound of heels clicking on the floor.
"And speak of the devil." Articho announced, as everyone turned around to see the girls returning with dresses and heels on.
"Holy shit." Yobou utters.
"What do you think?"
Ruiko is wearing a emerald green that's goes above her knees, connected to a golden chain around her neck, and grey ankle strap heels. Her toes are poking out of the front ends of each heel.
Muu wears a rainbow themed dress with white heels.
Fuuga wears a short, purple, asymmetrical, halter neck dress that is split up the right side and has a black collar. Translucent black mesh covers her shoulders, decolletage and back, and decorative black swirls cover the left side of the dress and continue up the left strap. The outfit is completed with black peep toe pumps, and she wears a teal bow to tie her ponytail.
Akemi has a blue dress with a apple pattern. Then she had western style heels.
Mako wears a pink strapless dress with a white skirt. Notably, the seam joining the two sections tapers to a point, which gives the top part of her dress a resemblance to a pink heart-shape. She also has white pumps. Her toes are also poking out of the front ends of each heel. And to top it off, she has decided to let her pigtails be let down as long hair.
Yumiya was wearing a turtleneck sleeveless red dress with her back exposed. She also had black open toe stiletto heels. She also decided to let her hair down, in a style similar to Queen Elsa from the Disney movie Frozen.
Arisa is wearing a very beautiful pink dress. It's a high low strapless dress. She also has silver pink peep toe slip on heels, pink Crystal butterflies that matches the dress's shade of pink on top of them.
"You all look lovely." Articho told the girls. "Especially you, Arisa."
Once again, his manhood erects to life.
"Why thank you." She blushes. "And your penis has turned on again."
Articho sighed.
"Well, I give trying to stop it from pushing it down." He says. "No point in resolving this."
"A-Articho..." She speaks up. "I think your rod is attracted to my body."
"Ya think?" He sarcastically questions with a blush on his cheeks. "I know I don't want to be in a relationship, but..."
"You two can talk about it later." Uiharu chimes in. "We got two more stops."
"Nice pick of shoes, Arisa." Muu compliments, looking at the popstar's feet.
"They're very lovely on my feet." She told her classmate.
"Why slip ons?" Ruiko asks. "Not that I'm complaining. But you do realize that without ankle straps, they'll fall off your feet."
"True. But I actually feel like being a goddess with these." Arisa explains, wiggling her toes.
She then looks down to see Articho observing her heels up close with a hand under his chin.
"Hmm." The Time Patroller hummed.
He then smoothly touches her big toe nail, rubbing it with his right thumb.
"Articho?"
"You painted your toe nails. And they match the shade of pink for the dress you're wearing."
"Wow." Uiharu says in awe, noticing the popstar's toe nail color. "Very beautiful."
"The nails are painted." The music club president nods in agreement. "But the glitter is only pink, while the color of the polish is glazed over her toe nails."
"I noticed that as well." Mako told them.
Articho smirks at Arisa, confusing her.
"Your toes are elegant."
"Huh?"
Unexpectedly, the boy lightly kisses her poked out toes from her right heel, then her toes from the left heel.
The girl became flustered by his unpredictable surprises yet again.
"Are you by chance..." Arisa realizes.
"W-What?!" Articho stutters, sweating nervously. "D-Don't be ridiculous! It's not like I praise your feet, no matter how beautiful they are."
The girl started giggling as he plays hard to get.
"You're giggling." He points out, confused.
"You say you're not praising my feet, but your actions say otherwise." The popstar pointed out.
The young hybrid realized that he was caught in the act.
"W-Well... I..." He blushes in embarrassment. "Can we talk about this later?!"
So after the girls of the group bought the dresses and heels they liked, even Uiharu secretly picked up something for herself, they all went out to the next stop. Which will follow by a surprise encounter.
"Wedding dress?" Uiharu questions as her cheeks heat up.
"Yeah, I always wanted to try one." Arisa admits, sheepishly.
"Arisa, you're 13!" The Time Patroller yells at her in disbelief. "There's no way in hell that the people running this shop is gonna let you waltz in and try out a wedding dress! You have to have proof that you're eighteen years or older. The same goes to all of you ladies."
"Well..." They try to say.
"My, my! What do we have here?" A familiar feminine voice calls out from nowhere.
Turning around, Arisa and Articho saw a certain Level 5 smiling towards them.
It was none other than Misaki Shokuhou and her senior classmate, Junko Hokaze.
"Hi there, Hokaze. What's up?" Ruiko exclaimed, with a smile on her face.
"Uiharu, Saten. It's a pleasure to see you again." Junko announced. "How do you do today?"
The hacker started to become flustered, hearing those words.
"Great! How do you do today?" Kazari smiles nervously.
"Cill, Uiharu." Saten calms her down.
"Huh? You two know her?" Articho and Arisa questioned in surprise.
"Yeah, we actually just meet couple of days ago at the 177th branch." The two best friends continued. "You know her as well?"
"Yes. She's one of the students from the Garden of Learning we met the other day." The Time Patroller told them. "And the two of them are our friends."
"Friends?" Everyone else says.
Rakko, however, was the one especially surprised to see the blonde girl.
"Wait, is that...?" She quietly whispers. "Hokaze... Shokuhou..."
The two Tokiwadai students were surprised as well. However, they chose to hide this reaction from the others in Articho's group as it wasn't a concern to them right now.
"Still killing it here. Man, you you really give off that 'Put Together Young Lady' energy." The Level 0 princess deduced. "Especially with those ringlets."
"That is so kind. Thank you." The lavender-ringlet haired girl smiles. "Oh. Allow me to introduce you. This is Misaki Shokuhou. Better known as our "Queen". And she so happens to be my childhood friend."
Aside from Arisa, Articho, Rakko, and Yobou, everyone gasped. But mostly Ruiko and Uiharu.
"Whoa, Did she say Queen?!" The two look at each other, with one grinning and the other smiling, both nervous by the Level 5's presence.
"Uiharu, it's her in the flesh!" Ruiko exclaims with both excitement and nervousness.
"The two of them must be big fans of her, huh?" Articho deduced in his thoughts.
"Believe me I know! What are we gonna do!?" Uiharu asks, also nervous by the blond girl's presence.
"What a response. It's nice to meet you two." Misaki smiles. "Hokaze has spoke highly of you ever since you first met her a few weeks ago."
The two girls looked surprised, before turning their gaze at their lavender haired friend, who gives a small nod.
"Please to meet you!"
"It's my pleasure."
"I'm so glad you were able to meet her nicely." Junko smiled. "Now listen up, this is very important. When speaking to the "Queen" there are rules that must be observed at all times. Even though all of us are quite familiar with each other, and of course I'll allow it with Articho since he is above the rules, there are no exceptions."
"Oh boy, here we go." Articho says in his head, rolling his eyes.
While the 3rd-year was talking to her friends, Arisa and Articho decided to talk to the Queen.
"So, how's Alice?" The popstar whispers to her.
"She's doing A-ok." She told them. "Even though she went through a lot."
"That's good to know." The pink haired girl sighs with relief.
"And that should be it." Junko concludes. "Follow these rules when addressing to the "Queen", and you'll be fine."
"Or don't, and talk like a normal person would do." The Time Patroller interrupts with high spirits. "I mean, addressing Shokuhou like she's royalty? You need to get with the times, Hokaze. This isn't feudal Japan or the European Middle Ages anymore."
She looks away, flustered.
"He has a point, Hokaze." Misaki sighs at her, agreeing with the hybrid Saiyan. "I know you want to refer to me as your "Queen" when we're in public or with the Clique, but it's getting so tiring and embarrassing sometimes. Even when you've recently made some new friends outside of the Garden of Learning."
"Well... I just wanted to help with your image is all." Junko answers to her junior. "But I'll make sure not to say it too much."
"That's fine." The blonde girl told her. "Now then. It would appears that you first years have a problem."
"We do." The popstar pointed out. "I wanted to try out a wedding dress, but Articho said that I have to be 18."
"I told them that they were too young for this." Articho explains. "And yet Arisa's acting like a lost puppy."
She thought for a moment, before an idea came into her head.
"Oh, I know!" Misaki smiles. "How about instead of an actual wedding dress, you can try out a cosplay outfit similar to one."
"Uh, uh." Arisa shakes her head. "It won't be the same."
"Well I don't know what to tell you, Arisa." He told her. "They won't allow you to try out wedding dresses, even if they have one around your age."
"But I have a high school body!" She argues with him. "Maybe if Shokuhou can slightly alter their memories, then I would get try one on that's my size!"
"You want her to brainwash innocent people for your own benefits? Forget it."
"Articho..." She whines.
The Time Patroller looks away for a moment.
Then, he sighs.
"Oi, Shokuhou." He calls out. "Can I have your word that the store employees memories are restored back to normal when this is over? I'm going through great lengths in violating my own morals. But I'm only doing this for Arisa and the other girls, so this is a one time thing. Capiche?"
"Capiche." She nods. "Give me a moment."
The telepath started walking towards the shop.
"Hopefully I won't be regretting this." He told himself.
"Thank you for doing this for me." Arisa smiles.
"Don't thank me yet." The Time Patroller frowns.
Just then, Misaki came back over to them.
"It's done." She told everyone, as everyone sighed in relief. "I've set their altered memories on a time limit. Therefore, they'll remember helping us out in the store, but not our own faces when they go back to normal."
"So we only have a few minutes for about two people." The hybrid Saiyan deduced. "I know Arisa wants to try one, so who should go with her?"
Only one person raised their hands.
"You, my Queen?" Junko was surprised.
"Of course." She says, stroking her own blond hair. "I know it may be early, but I do want to plan out my future for Touma."
"So you want to buy yourself a dress after you try one out to see if it fits your character." Articho figured. "I guess I'm right."
"Then let's not waste anymore time." The two girls giggled, as they started making their way towards the wedding boutique.
"Come on, everyone." Articho signals his hand at the others. "Let's get this over with."
"All right."
Soon the whole group started to follow them.
When they got inside the shop, the two girls were already browsing.
"Looks like they already started." Ruiko comments.
"They sure did." Yobou agreed.
"And they're fawning over the different wedding dresses hanged up or on a mannequin." Rakko agrees, making eye contact with her partner before lightly blushing shyly.
"These dresses look so pretty." The popstar admits. "But I don't know what to pick."
"Take your time, Arisa, but not too long." Misaki says while looking at the different wedding dresses before the two girls.
"All right." The pink haired girl continued looking at the different types, until one in the back peaked her interest. "I think I found something."
"Hmm?" Misaki was curious. "You found something?"
Two walked to the back of the boutique and the popstar had stars in her eyes, awed by what she's looking at.
Mental Out, however, only stifled a laugh.
"You're so obvious."
"I love it." Arisa said.
"But look at it!" The Queen points out. "The skirt is too long."
"So?"
"It's straight out of a fairy tale parody!"
"I can work with this." The pink haired girl shrugs before calling out to the owner. "Ma'am, I like to try this one."
"You're in luck." The store owner says. "It's my most recent creation. You're the first customer to try it on."
"First?"
"Sadly, no one who entered this boutique didn't want to wear and buy it." She told them with saddens in her voice.
"That's terrible." Arisa exclaimed. "But why? It's pretty!"
"That may be." The woman told her. "But with the length of the skirt being too long, and many of the brides to be believing it was too ridiculous for them to wear."
"Ridiculous?" The popstar innocently questions, confused. "I really don't see the problem."
"It's fairy tale-themed." The woman explained. "Most ladies don't want that kind of dress."
"You added great detail to the fabric." Arisa smiles. "The flowers and the butterfly are mixed perfectly on the torso and skirt."
"Thank you." The woman smiles back. "Since you're interested in it a lot, let me do the honors in adding the finishing touches to your beauty."
"Are you sure?" Arisa was wondering if they were taking advantage of her too much.
"I insist." The beautiful woman told her. "You know, your personality remind me of my young daughter."
"Wow. You have a family?"
"Of course."
"That's nothing new." Misaki mutters. "But if you're going through with this, then I will too. Do you have a recommendation for me?"
"Hmm. Let me see." The owner observes the blond girl's body from head to toe. "Perhaps a gown with a short skirt that will show off your beautiful legs. And maybe where you can show the beauty of your arms."
Misaki blushes deeply at the woman's suggestion. However, the latter wasn't done thinking.
"And your long hair wouldn't fit that style." She pointed out. "Having it shoulder length will be perfect for you."
The Queen was surprised to hear that.
"That's a great idea!" The popstar chimes in, clasping her hands together. "I know! You can take inspiration from Misaka's hairstyle!"
Misaki thought about it for a moment, before nodding her head.
"I believe I'll do that. The love of my life suggested it to me one time." She nods, smiling to herself. "Perhaps I should surprise him with it."
"Splendid." The woman smiles excitedly. "Then follow me."
Later...
Everyone was waiting patiently for the two girls. Articho, unfortunately, was napping.
His soft snores were heard as his new classmates and the high schoolers look at his sleeping facial expression.
Suddenly, the clicking sound of heels were heard.
This got everyone's attention. The Time Patroller, however, is still sleeping.
"Whoa..." Ruiko jaws dropped, from what she was seeing.
"Hey, wake up!" Uiharu whispers in his ear loudly, shaking the hybrid Saiyan's sleeping body.
"Five more minutes, mom." He sleep talks.
Smirking, the Urban Legend Hunter decided to push him off the bench.
"OWWW!" Articho yells.
"Saten!" The hacker berates her best friend.
"At least he's awake now." Ruiko chuckles, placing her hands behind the back of her head.
"But you still didn't have to do that!" The hybrid pointed out, before looking at the girls returning. "Holy shit."
Arisa and Misaki were both wearing beautiful wedding gowns, that showed off their graceful forms.
On the left side, Misaki was wearing a lace dress with a short skirt, a white bow behind her, a pink flower on top, and a veil on her head.
The skirt comes in two colored layers: white and pink.
White lace open toe stiletto heel sandals adorn on her beautiful feet, showing off her toes.
The color of her finger and toe nails are white, fitting the dress's color. And she even had a pink handbag wrapped around her.
The Level 5's white gloves and stockings and absent on her. But the major difference the group is seeing, is her hair.
"My Queen... Your hair?"
"Yes." The Queen smiles. "This hairstyle fits perfectly with the dress."
"And much more." Articho nods his head. "This is the real you. Not the girl who is always secretive, cold hearted, and manipulative."
Misaki strokes her new but messy shoulder length hair as it hides her ears underneath it, lightly blushing.
"I'll ignore the other part, but I do appreciate the compliment."
On the right is Arisa.
Everyone raised their eyebrows at her choice.
She was wearing a fairy tale-theme wedding dress, that a princess would have.
The fabric is laced with detailed flowers along with two small butterflies on the right side above her exposed breasts and a big one on the left.
The popstar's hair was styled beautifully, with some strands curled up, and a gold tiara to top it off.
The hair also includes a white hair ribbon on the back of her head and additional flowers in different parts of her said hair.
The sleeves of the dress are also puffy. Both of the said shoulder sleeves are also detailed, too, like her skirt and torso.
"Tada!" Arisa exclaims, giggling as she twirls around. "So what do you all think?"
The whole group except Misaki had dumbstruck faces.
Both Arisa Meigo and Misaki Shokuhou had returned to show their friends the wedding dresses they are wearing! The shopping spree concludes! Next time on Super Dragon Ball Heroes: Articho's New Mission!