Disclaimer: I do not own Negima!
Chapter 3
/
Room to Move
Setsuna walked down the hallway, her pace was slow as she felt a light blush cross her face. The meeting was longer than she expected it to be which made it very hard for her to listen to all the words being said. The headmaster had called for this meeting for something, about another thing which turned into something else… Well it didn't matter anymore, all the young girl cared about was that it was officially over. The young half-demon was now making her way to a small party that her most cherished person was hosting, Konoe Konoka. Setsuna didn't actually know who else was going to be there since when the mage had invited her, all the swordswoman could think about was spending time with the healer. Of course Konoka almost realized that Setsuna had spaced out, but her guardian quickly changed the subject to avoid having to explain the blood that was running out of her nose. Then again, the perverted thoughts that Setsuna had been having refused to leave her mind, which ended up forcing the samurai to jump out the window to run away. It had been quite an eventful morning.
Setsuna let a small sigh escape from her slightly parted lips as she stood in front of Konoka's dorm room. She forced her heartbeat to calm down as she let her fingers brush through her raven coloured hair. She waited a few seconds for the blush to disappear from her pale skin and once it did, she knocked lightly. Setsuna could hear the rowdy girls on the other side of the door; they must have been playing a game already. It didn't really matter for the half-demon since she was planning to just watch after all, she never really liked to participate in such games.
"Did they hear me?"
Setsuna finally questioned after she had been waiting for about a minute. She was tempted to just walk into the room but found that to be a bit too rude, so instead she lifted up her hand again to knock. Before her slightly callused hand could reach the smooth wood, the door was flung open by a familiar orange-haired girl. Setsuna, who was slightly shocked at her friend's sudden appearance, lightly bowed without saying a word which made her miss the smirk that was plastered across Asuna's face.
"Hey Setsuna-san!"
She exclaimed with a grin while grabbing the unsuspecting girl's arm and dragging her inside. Now the room had fallen quiet as all eyes were on the new arrival who was slightly confused by the awkward silence. The samurai's onyx-coloured eyes scanned the room until they fell upon Konoka who was standing beside her bed. If Setsuna's eyes did not deceive her then the healer seemed to have a light blush on her face as she stared back. The swordswoman wasn't able to concentrate on that for long before she felt a blush of her own covering her face. She never really liked being the center of attention but right now there wasn't one person in the room that was not looking at her. Setsuna wanted to panic but instead she decided to try and get rid of all the attention on her. Luck was on her side as well, the person sitting in front of her would work perfectly.
"Uhhh… Natsumi-san? Why don't you have a shirt on?"
Even if a light pink began to stain Natsumi's cheeks, the stare continued. Setsuna was beginning to think that leaving the room was the best idea at the moment, but then the healer finally spoke up.
"Hey Secchan, come here for a second."
She said as she made her way towards the bathroom but stopped abruptly in front of the closet door. The half-demon was debating on what to do but before her logic could kick in, her habit as Konoka's bodyguard made her follow the order. Anyways, Setsuna didn't think to far into it since the rest of the girls in the room started to fall into their own little conversations. The mage was also smiling so innocently, she couldn't have been planning anything. The young guardian took her time as her eyes wandered the room once more; she counted eight people, which was odd since she figured that there would be more people there. She began to sigh as she stopped in front of the mage and with Yuunagi still in her hand, she bowed. Konoka pouted, she never enjoyed the feeling that she got when her dearest friend praised her in this way but she would let it go just this time.
"How was the meeting Secchan?"
She asked curiously, confusing Setsuna on why they had to walk all the way to the bathroom for her to answer. Even with that sensation, the young guard smiled.
"It was a fine meeting but I may have dazed off for a bit."
She murmured with a quiet chuckle tickling her throat as she placed Yuunagi on the wall. She found her left hand scratching the side of her head as she averted her gaze from her childhood friend, for some reason Setsuna was never very good at normal chat with her princess. Wait. Her princess? Setsuna felt what had been a light blush turn seven shades darker. The half-demon didn't have the right to think of Konoka as her own but for some reason she couldn't shake the idea of it out of her head. In attempt to erase her blush she started to changed the subject.
"So o-o-Ojou-sama, why are we talking all the way over here?"
She questioned in a stutter that caused a slight giggle to escape from Konoka's smiling lips. The mage's eyes shifted to the closet door which seemed to cause her cheeks to become pink, of course surprising Setsuna since she knew the healer normally didn't get embarrassed.
"Well Secchan, you see we're playing truth or dare and…"
She paused for a moment leaving Setsuna's mind to wander. The samurai quickly jerked her head to see who was in the room, the seven that were there were Asuna, Ayaka, Kaede, Mana, Chizuru, Natsumi, and Kazumi. Of course Konoka and herself made nine, but what she really wanted to know was who had given the dare to the healer and what it was. The half-demon's thoughts were cut short, to Setsuna's relief, when she heard the rest of the sentence.
"I need you to get something from the top shelf so that I can prove the truth that was given to me."
Setsuna felt as if she was going to explode, it was only a truth and that meant that the healer was safe from doing anything vulgar. A huge sigh of relief came rushing out as Setsuna opened the closet door and looked up at the high shelf. She tilted her head as she stared up at the height and wondered why Konoka would be asking her to get it, after all the swordswoman had only recently gotten a bit taller than the mage. There were also much taller people in the room but Setsuna refused to question the princess' request out loud. To her best ability, the half-demon began to reach up to get whatever it was that Konoka needed when she suddenly sensed an extra presence in the room. She must have not realized it before since she was so nervous from the staring followed by the little chat with her friend, and before she could react, Setsuna felt a hand on her back. It only pushed her lightly but the swordswoman had been on her tippy toes which made her off-balance to begin with. She tumbled over into the small closet but with her quick reaction she was at least able to spin around so that she fell on her back. She quickly pushed herself up into a sitting position and stared upwards only to see another person being pushed on top of her. A muffled ow resonated from the second person as Setsuna was used as a cushion to aid in her fall. The last thing that Setsuna saw clearly was Haruna's face as she closed the door on the two. A familiar click was heard afterwards meaning that the door was now officially locked and that's when it hit the swordswoman. The person that was lying on top of her was none other than Konoka.
"Owww, Paru didn't have to push so hard."
Konoka mumbled as she pushed herself up, using Setsuna's stomach as support. Now, after a few seconds of shock, the samurai began to panic from the close proximity.
"O-o-o-o-oj-Ojou-sama! W-w-w-what-why-closet-what-what-what-WHY?"
The gibberish that was falling out of Setsuna's lips were definitely confusing Konoka, but what was more of a problem was Setsuna's squirming. The samurai was trying to add some room in between the two but was only making the situation worse since she caused the healer's hand to slip which then led to Konoka completely collapsing on Setsuna's chest. That's when she finally froze; after all, she didn't want to make it worse. The half-demon's heart was racing uncontrollably and she was redder than she ever had been before, but what caused her breathing to finally leave her lungs was Konoka's slender finger that was placed carefully on Setsuna's lips. Even if it was hard to see in the dark room, the swordswoman could still make out Konoka lifting her head to look at her.
"If you want to move Secchan, you have to do it like this."
She whispered seductively while moving herself up on Setsuna's body. One of the healer's legs slipped in between Setsuna's tangled ones as her free hand was placed on the wall just beside her friend's head. She slowly leaned in closer, letting her body lean lightly on the other's, while she removed her finger from Setsuna's lips. She then placed it on the floor beside her protector's hand and then stopped shifting only inches away from Setsuna's face. The mage's breathing was tickling Setsuna's lips as the samurai tried to open her mouth to protest but once again, Konoka spoke before she could.
"This is how you can get room to move."
She murmured softly before leaning in with her eyes closed and capturing Setsuna's lips in an innocent kiss. They stayed in that position for a while as Konoka waited for Setsuna to grow accustomed to this action. She knew that her childhood friend would try and break free under any other circumstance so the mage decided to let her guardian react before she did anything else. Even if those were her intentions, Konoka grew too eager, especially since Setsuna had left her lips slightly parted in shock, she had been trying to speak before Konoka leaned in. The mage slipped her tongue into the samurai's mouth where she felt a slight movement from Setsuna's body which was most likely caused from shock.
Setsuna didn't know what to do, there she was, under the person that she loved more than anyone else in the world, and that person was kissing her. Everything that had been right and wrong in her mind soon turned into dust as she felt her body moving on instinct. Both of her hands that had been lying dead still on the ground were lifted into the air. They snaked around Konoka's back as she pulled her into a tight embrace as her eyes closed and began to kiss back with just as much passion. A small moan erupted from Konoka's throat as she felt Setsuna's movement, and then she let the hand that had been placed on the wall slowly trail downwards until she found herself holding onto Setsuna's neck. The kiss continued for a few more seconds before Konoka finally broke the kiss, to Setsuna's disappointment. The two were panting as they opened their eyes slowly, even if it was dark, both the girls could see the love in the other's expression. Finally, Konoka let her full weight press down on Setsuna as her second arm wrapped around her new lovers back so that she could embrace her properly.
"Do you like my dare Secchan?"
She whispered into her half-demon's ear as her breathing calmed down. Even if Setsuna couldn't exactly look into Konoka's eyes, she still averted her gaze to the side of the door where a little bit of light seeped in.
"Y-y-yes Ojou-sama…"
She murmured shyly before she felt a yelp escape from her lips as Konoka teasingly bite her ear. The healer propped herself up on her elbows and stared down at her protector before she planted a light kiss on Setsuna's cheek.
"Don't call me that."
She said with a seductive grin tickling the corners of her lips. Setsuna's eyebrows arched as she wondered if the punishment she would receive would be bad. The idea of this caused Setsuna to smile as the forbidden word began to roll on her tongue but not before the door of the closet swung open, causing the two to tumble out.
"Surprise!"
The entire room screamed as Setsuna, disappointed as she was, pushed herself onto her knees as she rubbed her head. She found herself looking around the room at all the giggling and babbling girls but one conversation caught her attention.
"That was a great dare Paru!"
Asuna laughed as she wiped away a small tear in her left eye. She was grinning uncontrollably as Setsuna felt her face become red once again. What made Setsuna's face even worse were the next words that were spoken.
"Yeah it was a great dare but you should have made it worse, I mean, you just told her to spend five minutes in the closet with Setsuna, nothing else.
Setsuna felt her breathing abruptly stop as she looked at her knew lover who smiled wickedly. Konoka seemed to have manipulated the dare until it fit her liking, which Setsuna knew she enjoyed very much, but that didn't stop the swordswoman from being embarrassed.
"Awwww, it looks like Setsuna-san is upset that it ended so quickly."
Haruna exclaimed which caused Setsuna to panic, yet again, as she jumped up but no matter how hard she tried, no words would come out from the knot in her throat. She turned to Konoka for help but instead found herself watching the mage take a small paper from her pocket. The healer flipped it around in her fingers until everyone could read the one word that was spelled messily on it.
"Don't worry Secchan, we're going to be back in the closet soon."
/
END
It took me a few days but it's finally up! I hope you all liked it and I would appreciate it if everyone would review so I know how you liked the actual Kono/Setsu part. I hope the dare lived up to all the anticipation that was built up in the second chapter! Thanks again for reading 3
Also, if there's any pairings that anyone wants me to write about then you can leave it in a review and I might make an oneshot for that couple. :D