Omake!
Natsuki Kruger frowned, her dark blue hair flowing over her shoulders as she paced the meeting room. "That's a completely inaccurate depiction of the real relationship between an Otome and her master," she protested irritably.
"Completely inaccurate," Yukino Chrysant agreed, the reddish brown haired woman keeping a firm grip on Haruka Armitage's arm.
"Very exaggerated," Arika Yumemiya agreed, holding the younger Queen Mashiro in her lap as she fed her grapes.
"Natsuki," Shizuru Viola purred as the brown haired woman gently grabbed her from behind, "don't be so... tense."
Natsuki blushed, "Shizuru!"
Aoi Senoh chuckled softly as the brown haired maid carried in another tray of drinks, Chie Hallard following beside her. "Here you go," she delivered to Natsuki, Shizuru, Yukino and Haruka but when Mashiro asked for one she shook her head reluctantly, "you're too young."
"I'm the queen and I can't drink?" Mashiro complained.
"Sorry," Aoi shrugged eloquently.
"How busy are you?" Chie asked curiously, the black clad young woman pushing up her glasses sexily.
"I'm off soon," Aoi admitted, "why?"
Chie leaned forward to whisper in her ear, "I was thinking we could go off and..."
Aoi's eyes widened as she listened to Chie explain what she wanted to do. "Mashiro," she called as she and Chie hurried out the door, "I'm going on my break! Bye!"
"Good help is SO hard to find," Haruka smirked.
"So," Natsuki said as she tried to get them back on subject, "what will we do about this inaccurate version of our lives?"
"Offer to be guest stars?" Shizuru asked as she nibbled Natsuki's neck.
"Shizuru!" Natsuki squeaked.
End
Notes: Not planning a part two, but we'll see. Based off the Mai Otome manga, in which warrior women are bonded to rulers as their champions and defenders. While I exaggerate the characters in the Omake, it IS canon that Shizuru and Natsuki are more than friends, and possibly also Haruka and Yukino. Heh.