Bohemian Pretty Cure! Chapter 4: A Shy Boy's Dream, a pretty cure fanfic

Bohemian Pretty Cure

Episode 4: A Shy Boy's Dream

"You know what I can't figure out?" Figaro mused, sitting with the three girls on the bleachers. "I still can't identify your theme."

"Our theme?" asked Rika.

"Mom explained this to me," said Fuyuko. "Most Pretty Cure teams have some sort of theme, at least regarding their names. The Suite team—that's the team our moms belonged to—had names based on music. The Fresh team had fruit names."

"That reminds me," said Maggie. "Why Cure Mercuria? Why not just Mercury?"

"I think there's already a Cure Mercury," Figaro answered. "I've heard there's a planet-themed team somewhere."

"Well, in any case, I think I'll take this opportunity to make a prediction." Maggie took off her glasses and began wiping them on her shirt. "The fourth member of our team—whether or not he's the boy in Fuyuko's dream—will be called Cure Deacon."

Figaro looked as if he were about to ask for an explanation, but before he could, the sounds of shouting and laughing came from nearby.

"Let go! Give that back!"

The girls turned to see a boy with short brown hair struggling in the grip of an older boy. Two others were holding his bag and taking things out of it.

"Look at all this stuff! Heartful Amai-chan? Yuki and the Seven Warriors? What else is in there, Bright Moon Navigator?"

"Stop it! Those are mine!" The boy struggled

"You actually like this stuff?" the boy holding him sneered. "It's so girly."

"Hey, back off!" Rika shouted. "Don't you have something better to do?"

Maggie looked over at Fuyuko, who had an expression of surprise. "Fuyuko, what is it? Wait, is that...?"

"Yeah," Fuyuko breathed. "It's the boy in my dream—the one who might be our fourth member!"

(Bohemian Pretty Cure)

(Intro: We Will Rock You [Pretty Cure Mix])

Pretty Cure! Pretty Cure! Let's Rock!

Buddy you're a boy, make a big noise

Playing in the street, gonna be a big man someday

You got mud on your face, you big disgrace

Kickin' your can all over the place

We will, we will, rock you

Pretty Cure! Pretty Cure! Let's Rock!

Buddy you're a young man, hard man

Shouting in the street, gonna take on the world someday

You got blood on your face, you big disgrace

Waving your banner all over the place

We will, we will, rock you

Pretty Cure! Pretty Cure! Let's Rock!

Buddy you're an old man, poor man

Pleadin' with your eyes, gonna make you some peace someday

You got mud on your face, you big disgrace

Somebody better put you back into your place

We will, we will, rock you

Pretty Cure!

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"Thanks, I guess."

"No problem," Rika answered, watching the bullies run off. "Guys like them are jerks. I can't stand them."

"Yeah," Fuyuko agreed. "Uh, do you go to our school? I'm not sure if I've seen you here before."

"Well, I don't really stand out that much," the boy answered, rubbing the back of his neck. "But I do go here. I'm Jun, by the way. Jun Saeki."

"Fuyuko Amane. That's Rika Oji, and Maggie Clement."

"Oh, I heard something about a new girl from England."

Before they could continue, the bell rang.

"Oops, gotta go!"

"Hope to see you later!"

As the girls went off to class, Figaro watched Jun leave from inside Fuyuko's bag.

"If that boy is the fourth Pretty Cure, I'm going to have to keep an eye on him. Even if he isn't, he could use some help. That's probably not the first time he's been picked on."

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"It's not fair," Jun muttered to himself, heading down the hallway after school. "So I'm not into sports. So I like shojo manga. So I'm good at cooking and crafts. SO WHAT?"

He sighed. "What's wrong with that? Just because I'm a boy doesn't mean I can't like those things—huh?"

Figaro was sitting on the fence, studying Jun intently.

"Hey, kitty. Are you lost?"

In response, Figaro hopped down and tilted his head, as if to indicate something.

"What is it? You...want me to follow you?"

Figaro nodded.

"O...kay..."

Feeling confused, Jun followed the catlike fairy.

(Bohemian Pretty Cure)

Sitting under a tree in the park, Maggie strummed her guitar. Fuyuko and Rika sat nearby, the latter tossing a soccer ball up and down.

"I hope Jun's OK," Fuyuko said aloud. "That's probably not the first time he's been bullied."

"Yeah," Rika agreed. "There're plenty of girls who like 'guy things,' and they don't get picked on. But if a guy likes girl stuff?" She let the ball hit the ground. "Kind of...no, totally unfair."

"Hey, do you know who this cat belongs to?"

The three girls looked up to see Figaro approaching, with Jun following him.

"Oh, Jun!" Fuyuko waved him over. "We were just talking about you."

"Tell me something," Rika said. "You ever try standing up to them?"

"Rika!" Fuyuko exclaimed.

"No, it's okay." Jun sat down with the other girls, looking glum. "I want to, but...I guess I just haven't been able to find the courage"

"Oh, don't feel so down," Maggie reached over as if to pat him on the back, then paused. "Maybe..." She picked up her guitar, and began to play.

(Spread Your Wings: Maggie)

Sammy was low

Just watching the show

Over and over again

Knew it was time

He'd made up his mind

To leave his dead life behind

His boss said to him

Boy you'd better begin

To get those crazy notions out of your head

Sammy who do you think you are?

You should've been sweeping up the Emerald bar

Spread your wings and fly away

Fly away

Far away

Pull yourself together

'Cause you know you should do better

That's because you're a free man

He spends his evenings alone in his hotel room

Keeping his thoughts to himself he'd be leaving soon

Wishing he was miles and miles away

Nothing in this world

Nothing would make him stay

Since he was small

Had no luck at all

Nothing came easy to him

Now it was time

He'd made up his mind

This could be my last chance

His boss said to him

Now listen boy

You're always dreaming

You've got no real ambition

You won't get very far

Sammy boy, don't you know who you are?

Why can't you be happy at the Emerald bar?

So honey,

Spread your wings and fly away

Fly away

Far away

Spread your little wings and fly away

Fly away

Far away

Pull yourself together

'Cause you know you should do better

That's because you're a free man

"Wow, that was really good," Jun said, smiling. "I feel a little better now."

Just then, a sudden sound, somewhere between a scream and a high note, caught their attention.

"What was that?" Rika leapt to her feet. "Come on!"

(Bohemian Pretty Cure)

"Aha!" Sheffi grinned nastily. "Finally got one of the notes!" He looked at the squirming note clutching in his grasp. "You're not getting away from me."

"Let it go, Sheffi!"

Turning, the Unity court member let out a snarl upon seeing Fuyuko and friends standing nearby. "You again! Inconcievable!"

Stuffing the note into his pocket, he put his hands together before drawing them apart, allowing a black diamond to materialize between his them.

"Gagalian, come forth!"

The diamond shot forth, hitting a nearby bench.

"Gagalian!"

"Crush those meddling Cures, Gagalian!" sneered Sheffi, pointing towards the group.

"Gaga!" The Gagalian began striding towards them.

"Jun, take cover," Fuyuko said quietly. "Girls, let's go."

"Pretty Cure, Rock Out!"

"Singing with the voice of love, Cure Mercuria!"

"Playing the drums of freedom, Cure Taylor!"

"Strumming the guitar of diversity, Cure May!"

As the Gagalian raised a foot, the three Cures leapt back. Cure Mercuria and Cure May landed on the branch of a tree, while Cure Taylor did a flip in the air, slamming a foot into the Gagalian as she fell back to earth.

"Pretty Cure Double Punch!" Cure Mercuria and Cure May leapt up again, fists held out. Their combined blows caused the Gagalian to stumble back.

Hiding behind a tree, Jun and Figaro watched the fight, the latter explaining rapidly. However, Jun was only half listening.

"Those girls," he muttered, only partly to himself. "They don't care that I like 'girly stuff.' I...I haven't known them for long, but...they're definitely my friends. And I have to help them...somehow."

"If you want to help them," Figaro said, leaping onto his shoulder. "Use the Crown Module."

Jun looked confused for a moment, before following where Figaro's paw was pointing. Hovering in the air was a blue Crown Module. Fingers trembling slightly, he reached out and grabbed it.

(Bohemian Pretty Cure)

"Pretty Cure, Rock Out!"

Suspended in a starry void, his body silhouetted in white light, Jun held out the Crown Module before him. Instantly, ribbons of blue energy sprang forth, wrapping themselves around different parts of his body before bursting away to reveal new clothing.

First came a white short-sleeved shirt with blue buttons, as well as white pants with blue trim. Next, blue fingerless gloves with white trim formed, followed by white boots with blue accents. His hair grew slightly longer, stopping just above his shoulders. More ribbons enveloped his torso, before breaking away to reveal a blue jacket with a gold crown pin over his heart. Finally, a blue satchel with a gold crown symbol formed, dangling from his waist by a yellow cord.

Transformation complete, he posed with his hands holding an imaginary guitar, making a strumming motion.

"Strumming the bass of truth, Cure Deacon!"

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"Inconceivable!" shouted Sheffi. "Absolutely, positively, inconceivable! How many of you blasted Pretty Cure are there?"

"Looks like you were both right," Cure Taylor remarked.

"Talk later," Cure May responded. She raised her hands. "Pretty Cure May Special!"

The water jet wrapped around the monster's legs, causing it to fall.

"My turn," Cure Deacon said, stepping forward. "Pretty Cure Deacon Thunder!"

Raising his hands to the sky, he formed an electric orb, before thrusting his palms out and sending it flying into the Gagalian.

"Mercuria, finish it off!

"Pretty Cure Mercuria Voice!"

"Gagaliaaaaaaaan!"

"Inconceivable!" Sheffi screamed as the Gagalian was destroyed. "I'll be back, Pretty Cure!"

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The next day at school, the four were headed to the cafeteria, only to run into the boys from the other day.

"Well, well, looks like you've finally decided to find some friends of the same sex, Saeki."

Jun looked down, closing his eyes.

"You know what, Soyokaze? I realized something yesterday. I realized it doesn't really matter what you say. True, what I like isn't what you expect a guy to be into, but so what? The only reason your words do anything...is because I let them. But that's not going to happen anymore. Your words can no longer bother me."

The boy stood there for a moment, looking stunned.

"Soyokaze?"

"Let's go."

With that, he turned and walked away, the other two boys following.

"Way to go, Jun!" cheered Rika. "Not scared of those punks anymore, are you?"

"When it comes to being a Cure," Fuyuko said. "I think you'll do just fine."

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"So, tell us more about this band."

"Huh? Who is that in my dream?"

"I have an idea! Let's form a band of our own!"

Next time, on Bohemian Pretty Cure!

We Will Rock You!