I do not in anyway own any content related to Mahou Sensei Negima, this is a fan made story
Brushing herself through the double wooden school doors that trifled with dust, Setsuna felt the slight tickle of the cold breeze whistle through her as if she were a ghost, forcing her spine to tingle as she shivered for warmth. She only had herself to blame, coming in nothing but her school uniform. Then again, Setsuna felt rather uncomfortable in any formal clothing that wasn't associated with her duty for Konoka, to be close to her.
The green grass remained in rhythm of the wind, gracefully swinging to one side with blissfulness as Setsuna trotted along the brown pathway. Like always, she was one of the last few students to leave the school, to avoid uneasy collisions or discomforting positions that forced her to take actions with other students. Those were just the minor reasons though, the real reason was Konoka herself. The princess of Setsuna's dreams usually stayed behind with Asuna, who was willing to wait for Negi as he finished any important paper work. Of course, being herself, she would sway away from them, remaining silent each second as Konoka remained close every step.
It wasn't a hassle, Setsuna rather enjoyed her presence now that they had been interacting more since the festival, but she couldn't help but feel discouraged with the recent discovery that Konoka was the student she was assigned for the Secret Santa event. Even with the long, playful childhood memories, Setsuna still felt uncertain to what gift Konoka would want…it was a mystery, one that she desperately wanted to solve with pleasantness…upsetting Konoka was one thing she didn't want to do.
Exiting the school boundaries and strolling along the ragged pathway, Setsuna couldn't help but think of the consequences of abusing the system of friendship. If she was too selfish, Konoka may become offended or worse…but it too selfless, there relationship would dangerously grow…which in a way, Setsuna deeply wanted but wouldn't dare admit, for her oath to protecting her mistress held her back, restricting any form of love between the two of them.
But…what….what if it did happen, and Setsuna made it obvious that she had these swift feelings for the beauty before her…what if Konoka couldn't accept the truth? Setsuna didn't want to drag her down to her level and force her to love another women…it wouldn't seem right, despicable even! She would be forced to continue her life living of a lie, that even while protecting Konoka, she would prefer to keep her distance…the thought devastated Setsuna, but then again, it always did when she wondered such treacherous things.
As the blistering cold intensified, thank to the day slowly approaching night, Setsuna deeply exhaled, creating a clear and visible sight of condensation that escaped her mouth with whiteness, slowly fading into the frozen air that slightly stung her nostrils as she breathed in, as if catching a cold. No one was around, no one could see the physical state she was in, meaning that lowering her guard was now an option, at least for a few minutes. Curling herself up like a ball, Setsuna raised both quivering arms high, crossing them across her chest and frantically rubbing the bare skin of her arms as she slightly creased the white shirt she wore further up, exposing more of herself to the coldness.
The feeling of warmth was luscious, but it only lasted seconds as her perishing fingers absorbed the icy wind, making the tips of her fingers numb as they went pale. She was fully aware of the transaction that goes on when slowly suffering the effects of coldness. The blood would leave the minor parts of the body and transfer itself into the vital organs, attempting to keep you alive. It was necessary, but annoying as the numbness unbalanced her. As long as she kept moving, everything would be ok, thank to her feet producing the warmth provided. Still though, getting back to the dorms was a desire she lusted for.
Her stance slightly hunched down with her knee's bending for support, slowing her movement as her walks turned into shuffles, and yet it was still nothing too serious for her. Blasted winter…it partially distracted her with the soothing thoughts of walking into her warm room, where she felt secure and comfortable enough to think about Konoka in a more appropriate way.
Then, without warning, the very same charming voice swayed past her, calling out her name with a gracious tone of gorgeousness that made her heart skip a few beats with excitement. The rhythm was ecstatic as Setsuna halted herself, admiring the attractiveness of the well mannered voice that soothed her thoughts, instantly dimming any coldness while the familiar voice was recognised immediately. Slowly turning with anticipation, Setsuna's eyes locked onto the scenic view of Konoka, who swiftly swung her hips back and forth with flexibility as she attempted to catch up with the swordsman.
Konoka looked rather warm, completely wrapped with a bright snow white coat that lit up the area with excitement. Also wearing fluffy pink boots and a comforting woolly hat that partially covered Konoka's elegant brown stripes of hair that was hovering over her shoulders and never seemed out of place, Setsuna stuttered at the sight of her smile…that long, delicate smile. It brought joy to Setsuna as she struggled to straighten up, simply too lost for words as Konoka stopped inches away from her, where both gazed into one another's eyes with thoughtfulness.
Before either of them spoke, Setsuna was quick to slide both arms back down by her side, making it seem like she was never cold in the first place. That didn't help her nervousness though as her right leg shuffled back, slightly lifting itself where it would slump to the ground, as if giving a fidgetive kick to keep herself occupied without making it obvious that something was wrong.
Speaking of fidgeting, Konoka was making similar actions. Her two index fingers poked around one another as she sweetly tilted her head down, as if embarrassed by her own actions. It confused Setsuna at first, but then relieved her once she noticed that even Konoka can get nervous around friends.
"O-Ojou-Sama, what are you doing out here?" her voice trembled as Setsuna could feel the chatter of her teeth crackle together with coldness "I thought you were going to remain with Negi sensei and Asuna" informed Setsuna.
"Ah, I was Set-Chan…but…" Konoka's eyes rolled from side to side, as if she was thinking of an excuse. Truth be told, she was "Well, I decided to walk back with you instead…" smiled Konoka.
There was no real explanation, but Setsuna didn't question Konoka's innocence. Both enjoyed spending time together, and although she may have acted professional, inside, Setsuna was secretly loving it as much as Konoka was. It was unfortunate that she couldn't accept that she was, mainly because it was hard to believe in her eyes, that after the hurting event from there childhood, they were suddenly friends again even after vouching to become stronger, to protect Konoka in the way she was best at. Silent and awry, the way she thought best, and yet already she had broken that vouch…and somewhere inside, she didn't regret it.
Giving a comforting smile and nodding, both Setsuna and Konoka carried on walking through the coldness, using one another's company for support while roaming closer to the dorms in which they would split again, the saddest part for both of them. Alas, Konoka could use the little time they had left to start a conversation in which they could enjoy together.
Walking side by side, Konoka turned towards Setsuna, accidentally skimming her hair across her shoulders as causing it to unravel down her back with luscious mobility as her scent nudged into Setsuna with pleasantness.
"Aren't you cold, Set-Chan?" asked Konoka, looking rather concerned.
Setsuna didn't hesitate to turn and reply, not wanting Konoka to worry. It was nice of her to notice the anxiety she was in though…
"I'll be fine" she smiled "nothing to worry about".
"Are you sure? I don't want you freezing yourself just because I'm here, that would just be terrible".
"Thank you for your concern, but really, it will be ok" answered Setsuna, giving a comforting smile.
"Ok…" she sounded rather disappointed "How has your day been? Do you have anything special planned later on?" asked Konoka with fascination.
Konoka sure was asking particular questions to the well being of Setsuna…and what caught the attention of the swordsman was the slight trembled in her voice, as if she was nervous that Setsuna would attempt to avoid her questions or simply reply in a bad way. Why would she be? Konoka was never like this unless something bothered her…but what could it be?
"Uh…w-well…I haven't had much time to plan anything…" replied Setsuna.
The silence took over again, only to be overtaken with Konoka's warming responses that dulled down the cold weather into nothing. As the soothing small talk continued, the two close friends began walking through a field of flowers…well….what was left at least. The beautiful mixture of colours created a blissful rainbow and changed the atmosphere into a more romantic feeling, overwhelming them both with unarranged feelings that they found hard to control around each other. It was no mystery to Setsuna, that these feelings were more than friendship…but love, and yet it amazed how at how unnoticed Konoka went. If forced her to question if Konoka felt the same way but as simply ignoring the feelings…or most likely…she didn't have those feelings.
It was another thought that further distressed her to the point that her responses to Konoka would become dull and uninterested, which greatly upset the flowing beauty as she expected more positive replies. Then, Konoka remembered something, an event, something that could possibly cheer Setsuna up with enthusiasm in hope that she would agree with Konoka.
"Ah, Set-Chan!" her voice jolted up with excitement "I almost forgot! I remember seeing a poster earlier this morning saying that a Christmas fair was going to be hosted tonight! Doesn't that seem fun!" shouted Konoka, sweetly smiling.
The sudden comment perked Setsuna up with interest. Konoka seemed rather interested about this, and it just so happened that Setsuna was looking for a present for Konoka thanks to the Secret Santa event…perhaps further investigation would be useful, she may find something that matches Konoka's likings. It was a risk, but she didn't have much options. She didn't want to reject Konoka's offer straight away…but how do you say no to saying yes?
"It does look interesting…" replied Setsuna.
"You think so? I was thinking of going…but Negi has plans and Asuna needs her sleep for the morning paper route" notified Konoka.
She was making it obvious that she wanted Setsuna to join her, but without confirmation of what plans she had, Konoka's didn't want to be rude and simply jump in. Apart from the fact that Setsuna was completely free, she didn't reply…no matter how badly she wanted to. Until her confidence was at a satisfactory level that there was something special at the fair, she didn't want to disappoint her Ojou-Sama, especially when she wanted to show Konoka that her Christmas spirit was strong and that she did care. The present needed to be special…it needed to be something beautiful and…caring.
They both remained relatively quiet the rest of the way, quickly approaching the dorm entrances where they would say there goodbyes…it was heart warming that neither of them really wanted to split apart…but to show her love for Konoka, sacrifices were needed. All Setsuna could do was hope, that later on in the day she could return to Konoka with good news that she was offering to take her to the fair, where her present would be revealed.
After spending some time alone in her room, slowly relaxing and calming down from the awkward moment she has with Konoka earlier on, Setsuna was prepared to set off for her small journey to find Konoka a special gift. During her alone time, she didn't do much but quietly sit and wait as she cleared her mind of anything stressful and disturbing that could pull her away from the main priority.
The room was shadowed with darkness, creating an eerie effect of disclosure as Setsuna sat on the side of her bed, now fully redressed in more appropriate clothing that in all honesty, she wasn't so sure about. She didn't have much casual clothing, and what little she did have was most probably to small for her, meaning that there wasn't a variety of clothing to choose from. Luckily, on special occasions, Setsuna always came prepared.
Basking over her entire body, were beautifully detailed robes with a flourished pattern of purple and turquoise mixing together with posture. The pattern made accurate swirling motions that dazzled Setsuna's beauty while making her more noticeable. The silky material was soft and smooth, absolutely what Konoka loved, and threaded into the stitches were well positioned phrases that expressed all sorts of emotions. Some saying "Friendship" and others mentioning "Love", with a lot more similarities that overwhelmed even the most gullible.
A pink bow wrapped itself around her waist, tightening the valuable robes and showing of more of Setsuna's flexible stance, and it matched her perfectly as she looked like an honorific mistress ready for a special occasion. It was special, and Setsuna could only hope that something was at the fair to avoid humiliating herself…but even if she did, it was all for Konoka, easing the pain.
Breathing in hard, Setsuna let a loud sigh escape her lips as she lowered herself, slouching down with uneasiness as she prepared to leave the room. Before doing anything else, her hand slyly slipped across the red warm blankets of the bed, hovering over the edge until it started raising itself higher. The tip of her fingers interacted with her fringe, interacting them with each other as Setsuna pushed her glossy hair to one side as it revealed more of her perfected face. She was beautiful, but that didn't change the fact that Konoka and her could ever be in a proper relationship.
With everything under control, Setsuna pushed herself off the bed and took the first step across the room, then another, and another until she was face to face with the door, which was more nerving than she thought. Clutching her palm around the metal handle, she pushed down hard, jerking the handle down and hearing the irritating clicking sound to indicate the door was unlocked. Trembling for a few moments as her hand was futile to move, Setsuna kept her grip on the handle like a leech, faltering to pull it open.
It all seemed to much…the clothing, the fair…everything was too….romantic! Wasn't she trying to avoid that? She knew that it was wrong and yet…she felt so happy, that an opportunity has opened up like this and all she has to do is put the effort in. No…it's not right! It should be boy meets girl, not girls meets girl! So….So why does she continue?
Gaining explicit courage, Setsuna forced herself to open the door slowly. It created an infuriating creaking sound as it crept open, dimming her darkened room with lights from the long, narrow hallways that were seemingly abandoned, like a ghost town. A cooling draft whistle past Setsuna, reliving her for mere seconds before becoming scorched with heat again from so much stress.
Walking out, she slammed the door shut, startling herself as everything around her became a threat. Never before had she felt so insecure and unsure that what she was doing was right or wrong. Looking left, then right, examining which exit she should take, Setsuna began strolling along the quiet hallway that was scented with the delicious smell of goods cooking in an oven, most probably from one of the other dorm rooms as the scent escaped the room from under the exposed door. The scent was sweet and warm…much like Konoka's delicate smell of purity.
The hallway really was quiet. Setsuna could hear the claps of her footsteps echo like a sound wave of vibrations, jolting further down the hall until the sound faded away, only to be replaced with the exact same sound. It didn't bother her, but usually more people were always here, where they would kindly greet her. Then again, she wasn't use to going out of Fridays, so she had no rotational knowledge of how things work. Besides, if was starting to get dark, meaning that people wanted to get home as soon as possible.
Making her way out the building, Setsuna was almost blinded by the soaring orange that floated in the skies, slowly following the sun as it began setting. The bright orange had a slight hint of hypnotism in it, erotically stifling Setsuna's senses for a few moments as she admired it's beauty before snapping out of it. The fair wasn't far, but there was no time to waste. She began walking, hoping to reach the fair without any problems.
But of course, that was likely improbable. While walking along the pathway that directed itself to the fairs direction, Setsuna began noticing the growing number of stares she received from members of the public, both men and women. She didn't know whether to be flattered or just disgusted that so many people would question the way she looked. Sure, she was wearing an extremely special robe, that didn't mean people could stare at her without expecting some sort of complaint. There was no time for complaints though, and she was forced to ignore the ignorant people that continue to glare at the dangerous beauty who majestically walked through the growing crowds of people, meaning that the fair was close.
Powerful gust of winds swerved around her, blasting petals and leaves from naturist tree's and flowers that delicately swayed through the searing cold air. The winds slashed through her hair, fiercely blowing her fringe madly around her head as the flawless strips of smooth blackness withered around while floating back down. It forced her to cringe her eyes as the ferocious winds dehydrated the wetness around her eye, making them dry and forcing her to close them for support. Her sight went blurry as the sudden wind dimmed down, allowing her to slightly open her eyes further where a familiar figure approached her from afar. All this worry over Konoka must really be getting to her…because she swore it was the Hayno boy, Kotaro.
The longer she stared, the more visible the figure became as the posture matched Kotaro's exactly, elegantly stomping his feet hard into the ground as if they were weights while his movements thrusted forward, quickly elegantly making his way over with alternate routes, swinging back and forth like a nervous child. Finally the figure stopped in front of her, justifying Setsuna's statement that it really was Kotaro. Although she couldn't blame herself…the way he looked wasn't exactly ordinary for him.
Now standing opposite her, Kotaro awkwardly stumped his heel repeatedly against the hard concrete, complexly looking down with discreet while realising that Setsuna seemed rather…traumatized…by his appearance. An aching cough smudged through his lips as he cleared his throat, making it obvious that Setsuna wasn't the only one in an uncomfortable position. His sloppy eyes rolled around, changing from a quick peek at Setsuna back to the floor while attempting to remain unnoticed.
Setsuna scanned Kotaro like a robot, as if he was a rare piece of technology. Truth be told, he was, not because of his actual being, but because of the magnificent clothes he wore. Spread across hid body like butter, was what appeared to be a suit, hiding Kotaro's usual scruffiness. He wore plain black trousers and a black blazer, matching the colour of his frizzy hair that was madly spiked up . Hiding behind the blazer was a clean white shirt and a spotless red tie, making Kotaro look like quite the gentleman, as if he was going to a prom of some sort.
She sniffled, pulling an innocent smile which fazed Kotaro as his head sloped up, watching the grin of Setsuna suddenly cause him to smile back.
"H-Hello…Kotaro" whispered Setsuna, slightly blushing.
"Uh…Yo, Setsuna…How you been?" replied Kotaro, stuffing one hand into the open pocket easily visible on his blazer.
"E-Everything is well…thank you for asking. Do you mind if I ask why your wearing such fancy clothing?" questioned Setsuna, obviously intrigued.
At that moment, Kotaro joined Setsuna's blushing, instantly glowing a bright red colour as the reason came to mind, which made him stutter. Like the child he was, he murmured his words at first, making them more understandable each time as he began to fidget around with his fingers, flicking around the black threads that concealed one of his hands while his fingers poked around each other. He was thinking of replying with a joke, similar to "I was going to ask you the same thing" but decided not to once he remembered what sort traditional person Setsuna was.
"Well…y-ya know…the Secret Santa thing…Natsumi" he put a lot of emphasis on Natsumi's name "we planned this an well…" he hushed the rest of his words while noticing Setsuna's smile turn from a nervous smile to a respectful smile.
"I see" nodded Setsuna "Well…I don't want to hold you up. Good luck" smiled Setsuna.
Without hesitation, Setsuna began to walk, brushing past Kotaro who poked a childish face at her. He turned back, quickly panicking to what he should ask.
"Ah! Wait!" it caught Setsuna's attention as she turned "Where are you going?" asked Kotaro.
"Oh…no where" she winked "By the way…where did you get that clothing, I didn't think you were the type of person to possess that type of fashion" questioned Setsuna.
"This?" Kotaro pinched the blazer, slightly pulling it outwards "I borrowed it from Negi, just a short while ago. Its not my style…but I think it will make Natsumi happy. Although, Konoka looked sorta disappointed…something about having nothing to do and feeling…lonely? I think it was… " informed Kotaro.
The word lonely forced Setsuna to silently gasp, she didn't want Konoka feeling that way! It must have been her fault…she rejected Konoka's offer earlier in the morning for uncertain reasons and now Konoka was upset…she had to hurry!
"Thank you Kotaro" replied Setsuna as she bowed.
Turning her back to him, she began walking again, leaving Kotaro to ponder his thoughts.
The pathway turned into natural grass as Setsuna stormed through the fragile piece of nature. She could see the fair from afar. Workers were slowly preparing the fair, some standing on ladders and attaching flaring Christmas lights to tents that was patterned with red a white strips. Others surrounded the open field with decorations that circled the area, showing the boundaries of certain spots. It looked amazing, perfect even, but first impressions were never trust worthy, and Setsuna knew this. She blended right in, joining a crowd of people who dressed is cosplay outfits and similar clothing while roughly barging past one another to gain access to occurring events. She received less stares from people, mainly because she was now apart of the fair and seemed rather normal. From the looks of it, the fair wasn't fully open yet, but the closer she got, the more it revealed. Eventually she was on the doorstep, where there was a variety of wonderful events that even had herself stunned.
Setsuna was in a rush, completely worried that she may be too late to get back to Konoka. The guilt of making her beloved upset was eating her alive. Her feet felt heavy as they stumbled forward, entering the half prepared fair that was open to browse. There was so much to view, and yet so little time. Some tents were bigger than others, and certainly a lot more noticeable. It wasn't long before a group of cosplay performers began divinely showing of there skills around Setsuna as they sparkled with tinsel and other interacting items that she had no time to identify.
Food stands, games, even rides, they were all there…but it wasn't satisfying enough, it needed to be something special…something Konoka and a friend could enjoy for more than two minutes…it had to be…
She spotted it. She sighed with disbelief as moments later she realised that it was the main attraction, the biggest tent there, and yet it took her all this time to notice it. There was a small opening that revealed the gleaming floor, and outside the opening was a large black board of times, prices and important information that really was useless to most people. A tall man sat at the desk, willingly handing out tickets to those who paid and enjoyed participating in events such as this. It really looked special, and something Konoka may enjoy…but only one thought came to her mind.
"W-Will she like it? Would she be willing to sit through an event like this?" she questioned herself.
And just like that, after moments of debating, Setsuna began to approach the man who smiled at her, obviously impressed by her clothing.
She could feel the distilled coldness lower itself another degrees as the skies turned dark, slowly becoming overwhelmed with grey clouds that set a miserable scene. The dark blue tickets with white text scribbled along the side shiver in Setsuna's palm, becoming creased from her tight grip of numbness while the tip of her fingers and nose glowed an eerie pale colour. After buying the tickets, Setsuna immediately left the wondrous fair, in search of Konoka who remained a mysterious mood in Setsuna's mind. Was she still upset? Maybe she was asleep? It may have only hit nightfall…but someone as sophisticated as her was sure to find some way to blank out any sadness.
The thought of upsetting the one she was suppose to protect, the one she loved…it hurt Setsuna, that she had betrayed Konoka like that, even if it was an accident. It was an act of unfaithfulness, and unless things weren't fixed soon, Setsuna would never forgive herself for upsetting someone as innocent and beautiful as Konoka…the tickets, the event, they were a lifeline just waiting to be answered with either forgiveness or rejection.
Groups of exhilarated people barged past Setsuna, all heading for the fair while she struggled to gain sight of the dorms. If only she had her sword…that would sure scare some people away…or just attract the more freakish kind of people, either way, it would have cleared a path for her and made the nerve racking trip much easier.
It was irritating, each time she took a step forward, the crowd would knock her two rough steps back, followed by a mumbled apology that the person didn't even bother with properly. Setsuna found it amazing how people can be so selfish and heartless during an enjoyable holiday, where Christmas lights light up the area with a warm glow of cheerfulness and tradition. Eventually, she managed to tear herself away from the magnetic hordes of idiocy, where the building that contained the dorms stood tall, buzzing with a rainbow of colours that flared through the windows of the fellow students she learned with.
One of those windows were the room of Asuna and Konoka. From the strained angle she was at, the sight was very limited, but enough to see the warm bask of a dimming light spray out the window, followed by a concealed outline that matched Konoka exactly, and Setsuna knew for a fact that when being so positive about her Ojou-Sama, it must be true. She was in, she was awake, it raised Setsuna's hope as her pace increased, forcing herself to walk faster while her footsteps clanked hard against the surface of the murky pathway.
It was a struggle to run in such divine clothing, but Setsuna managed it, quickly approaching the memorable door with see through glass as clear as day, revealing the sloppy, narrow hallways that yet again looked abandoned, and was abandoned. Gently placing her palm against the glass, she pushed, creeping the door open where a fatal blast of warmth returned her temperature back to normal, making her uneasiness expire.
She was aspired to make her happy, to give her a respectful gift that would bring them closer…but she knew that even after everything, she was going to have to resist any cautious contact that could mistaken them as a couple…or worst of all, force Setsuna to believe that it could work.
Only after mere seconds, Setsuna froze besides Konoka's door, where she hesitantly turned. It was simple, knock, give her the tickets, leave…so why was she so impecunious like this? Why was her heart rapidly beating as if she expected something? Surely…surely Setsuna didn't actually believe that she would attend this event with Konoka! Under no circumstances should she allow that to happen….which brings up the questions…why the special robes? Why so much tense and uneasiness? W-Was she truly setting up a….a….a date? No! That's preposterous! Konoka and her are simply friends…there's no way Setsuna could have tricked herself into such a situation! But worst of all…there no way Konoka could love a person such as herself. Why would she? Setsuna doubted that Konoka even thought of her as a close relationship friend, someone she could express her love too…
A loud gulp slithered down Setsuna's throat as she began to wonder…perhaps face to face contact was the option to avoid…slip the tickets under the door and run…the best possible action. She looked down, redirecting her eyes towards the tickets, and then over to the carpeted floor, inches away from the small gap under the door.
"It is my duty to protect her…not love" reminded Setsuna, taking a tighter grip on the tickets.
Her mind was made up, but her emotions wasn't, which made it harder for herself once she prepared to slide the tickets under the door…but at least Konoka's happiness would be intact.
Then, without warning, the handle jerked down, startling Setsuna as she took a step back with suspense. She swung one hand behind her back, hiding the tickets as her eyes drastically watched the door open. This is it…it was her duty, or her emotions.
The door swept open, and the sweet smell of Konoka's delicate scent whirled around Setsuna like a hurricane, engulfing her in the natural pureness of her optimistic sweet heart. Her eyes frantically blinked with anticipation as she awaited Konoka to reveal herself. Instead, a surprising viewpoint of Negi very smartly dressed, similar to Kotaro, was pinpointed as he calmly stood there, almost as sceptical to the unexpected sight of Setsuna. Negi gasped, jolting himself back and bringing the attention of Konoka who was also in the room.
"Setsuna, what a pleasant surprise!" smiled Negi, making her presence well known.
"Ah…Negi sensei…good afternoon, I'm sorry for intruding on you like this" stuttered Setsuna, knowing that in a matter of time Konoka would show herself.
And she was right. Moments later, Konoka sprung from the room, instantly hopping past Negi with excitement and immediately interacting with Setsuna by wrapping her arms around the swordsman's neck, pulling her closer into the room with a swift and cuddly hug. Setsuna was literally dragged along the floor, becoming completely overwhelmed with arousing emotions that unravelled themselves once both personally interacted so close. Her jaw opened and stuttered, unsure on how to react.
"Set-Chan!" her voice quivered with both excitement and relief "I'm so glad to see you again!" announced Konoka as she pulled herself away, making eye contact with Setsuna.
"Hmm? Setsuna's here?" interrupted Asuna's voice, breaking in from the background.
"O-Ojou-Sama…I-I-"
"You look so beautiful Set-Chan! Aren't those your special robes! What is the occasion!" questioned Konoka, unable to keep her excitement.
"Ahh…w-well…" her head sloped down with shyness, slowly rotating her eyes back and forth between Negi and Konoka "Your…the occasion…" admitted Setsuna, slightly whispering her reply.
"M-Me?" her voice sounded so sweet when confused. She turned to Negi, looking for a reasonable answer. He simply shrugged, causing Konoka to turn back to Setsuna with grief "is there something about today that I forgot!" panicked Konoka.
"N-No…nothing like that" Setsuna rustled her hand around, faulting to bring up the tickets. It took a moment before the tickets leaned against Setsuna's stomach as she held them out, revealing them in plain sight and offering them to Konoka "Merry Christmas Ojou-Sama" smiled Setsuna.
Konoka's expressions turned from confused to surprising as she spoke "A…A present…for me?" whimpered Konoka's voice.
"Y-Yes…I was your Secret Santa…please accept my gift" requested Setsuna.
Konoka was hesitant at first, slowly running her eyes down Setsuna's beauty and towards the tickets where she stared at them. Innocently lifting her arms, Konoka lightly pinched the corner of the tickets, allowing Setsuna to release her grip and lower her tired arms down by her side as she awaited for a response.
Puling them closer and high enough, Konoka began studying the tickets…she looked rather shocked than happy, which concerned Setsuna deeply.
"There tickets" quickly cut in Setsuna "To a performance on the ice ring at the Christmas fair. It's about romance and drama…and well…I remember that you enjoy events such as this. I know it's not much…but please ac-"
Before Setsuna could finish her sentence, Konoka quickly cut in with a cheerful tone.
"Thank you Set-Chan" she smiled…oh that smile, it caused Setsuna to blush "I love it".
"R-Really?" asked Setsuna.
"Of course! This is such a special gift Set-Chan…it's not just the tickets though, it's also because you want to spend time with me…I was beginning to think that we were splitting apart" replied Konoka.
"Ah! N-Never! I will always be with you Kono-Chan!" quickly panicked Setsuna, only moments later realising what she just referred Konoka to.
"You will! That's great! Let me just get ready and we can go!" cheerfully smiled Konoka, slowly backing away where she began to rummaged through her draws, shortly after bowling herself into the bathroom where she began to change.
"W-What did I just do? I-I can't see such a romantic event with Kono-Chan…w-we'll be surrounded by occurrences that lead to arousing emotions! B-But….I can't reject her offer now! She is so excited…if I run now…she'll be crushed. What do I do!" wondered Setsuna.
"Well, I best be going then" quickly informed Negi.
"Uh…where are you going?" asked Setsuna.
"Oh, sorry, I shouldn't have been so rude. Nodoka invited me to spend the night with her, although, I'm not sure what she had planned for us…" answered Negi.
"So that's why you're dressed like that" huffed Setsuna, managing to pull a smile of sorrow.
"Heh, it would be un-gentleman like of me if I didn't come properly dressed to someone's invitation. You look rather elegant yourself, I can tell that you have put a lot of effort into your Secret Santa gift, and im proud of you Setsuna" smiled Negi.
There was a short pause as Setsuna reminisced what just happened. She had put a lot of effort into making Konoka happy…maybe doing this would help Konoka realise that she will always be there for her…no matter what.
"Thank you sensei" replied Setsuna.
"You're welcome" winked Negi. He began walking out the room, rustling his bright red tie with both hands as he walked down the hallway, slowly approaching his loved one for there night ahead.
Watching Negi disappear around the corner, Setsuna turned back to the clean room that revealed Asuna crouching on the top bunk of her bed, scratching her head with confusion while glaring at her.
"What's going on? Earlier Konoka was quiet and dull, now she's in a rush to leave this place" A devilishly smirk planted itself across her face "I don't suppose you had anything to do with it?".
"Ah! W-Well…" she slightly turned away, giving Asuna an innocent smile.
"Good!" she perked up "I hated seeing Konoka like that, she's usually more active and cheerful" informed Asuna.
At that moment, the bathroom door opened with Konoka walking out. The Sight of her stunned Setsuna further as Konoka's beauty grew even more, if that were possible. Konoka stood there with a well detailed blouse, patterned with large, significant flowers across the threaded collar. Around the blouse was a silky yellowish jacket that covered Konoka like a blanket. Tiny squares revealed themselves the lower it got, eventually growing bigger until it reached the end of the jacket that had a firm knotted bowtie hanging off the end of it. Around her neck was a cosy blue scarf, making Konoka look seemingly warm as she skipped over in her fluffy shoes.
The fragile beauty of Konoka was enough to have Setsuna speechless as the flowing gorgeousness of her spread around the room, lining in sync of Konoka who excitedly raced over to Setsuna.
"Let's go Set-Chan!" frenzied her voice "I want to spend as much time with you!" she smiled.
"A-As you wish Kon-Ah! I…I mean…Ojou-Sama" stuttered Setsuna.
Konoka sweetly placed both hands behind her back, connecting her hands together as one of her feet began scrubbing itself against the carpet, as if she was nervous.
"Mmm?" sweetly hummed her voice "Set-Chan…Y-Your not calling me Kono-Chan…D-Do you think that…just for today…" suggested Konoka.
"Ahh! K-K-Kono-Chan? She usually doesn't mind me calling her Ojou-Sama! I-I…I enjoy calling her Kono-Chan…b-but".
"Set-Chaaan?" quickly cut in Konoka, stretching out Setsuna's name with cuteness.
Konoka's eyes started to glisten, as if tears wee forming. Those eyes…she could never resist them! The truth was…she loved them, regrettably.
"O-Ok…Kono-Chan" whispered Setsuna.
Konoka's face lit up with happiness, quickly reflecting of Setsuna and causing he to smile back with justice…she really did look sweet when she smiled.
"Let's go!" shouted Konoka, quickly brushing past Setsuna. Konoka willingly outstretched her palm while doing so, connecting it with Setsuna's quivering hands where they felt one another's warmness collide. Konoka's palm shut, causing there fingers to criss cross as Setsuna was excitedly dragged out the room with an anxious Konoka.
The sky was plentiful with shrouded grey clouds, floating high above the fair that both Setsuna and Konoka calmly made there way into. It was awkward for Setsuna, not that she had completely tricked herself into believing that this small trip was nothing but a simple day out, but deep inside knew that it was an unauthorized date that neither she or Konoka had a clue about. Instead, she was fazed at how Konoka had managed to wrap both her arms around Setsuna's left arm while cuddling her head along the firm shoulder that increased with shivers, even if the warmth was overwhelming, without Setsuna objecting to such an action…maybe she really did enjoy the company of Konoka, especially when they interacted so close.
At times, Konoka would shift her head around, digging herself deeper onto Setsuna as if snuggling with a stuffed bear…why was she acting so…alacritous? It was as if Setsuna were dieing and she wanted to give her the last wishes she desired…
In the sky, the glistening stars twinkled bright, shedding of light that reflected the matching couples beauty towards others who would stare with comfort, finding both Setsuna and Konoka rather adorable together as some gave of chuckles, and others simply sigh with gratitude. Konoka didn't mind, where as Setsuna was more alert, cautiously swinging her eyes side to side, just in case anything…devious, happens.
They shared there warmth, they shared there daily activities…if only Setsuna could gain the courage to share her thoughts, then the stress, the striving, the pain, it would all go away if she confessed, if she expressed the emotions for Konoka ever since they met…alas, even she had the obvious knowledge that it wouldn't happen…because it wasn't allowed. A friend, a close friend, was all she could refer her beloved to, and that just wasn't enough…
With night bestowed around them, the decorations surrounding the fair lit up the area like a Christmas tree, dazzling bright in the night sky while flickering on and off to entertaining patterns. The sight impressed Konoka, who exhaled with joy and interest at the sight of exciting set up, but also because Setsuna was there with her, selflessly putting up with Konoka's constant pleads. She realised that she may be a little eager today…but there was a reason, which Konoka nervously began building up into a confession. That was why she was upset at first when Setsuna never replied to her offer out, and that was why she was so enthusiastic once she appeared at there door. It was as if destiny wanted something to happen, and Konoka was shy to admit it.
Entering the fair grounds, where a dramatic number of discomforting glares increased, Setsuna's soft, glossy skin began to burn red. With Konoka in the stance she was now, wrapped around her arm and leaning against her shoulder, they really did look like a couple, which was the exact opposite of what Setsuna was trying to achieve…and yet, a slight satisfaction flourished around…as if…she was enjoying it. Setsuna couldn't help but ask as they roamed closer to the tent that contained the ice ring.
"K-Kono-Chan…is everything to your liking?" asked Setsuna.
She could feel the tickle of Konoka's hair brush along the surface of her robes as the flattening strobe of beauty tilted her head up, looking back at Setsuna with her sharply opened eyes, causing them to distract Setsuna with there attractiveness.
"Mmm? Why does you ask Set-Chan?" she pulled an easily recognisable confused expression, one too familiar to Setsuna as it once again overwhelmed her with adorableness "Did I do something to upset you?" questioned Konoka, unexpectedly pulling her face closer to Setsuna's.
"N-No…it's just…you seem to be a lot more…uh…close, than usual" informed Setsuna.
"Close?" her head tilted "What do you mean?" asked Konoka.
"W-Well…" Setsuna gently nudged her shoulder around, enough to catch the attention of Konoka who realised what Setsuna meant "I-It's not usually like you to be so close…Kono-Chan".
"Oh Set-Chan" a humorous smile stretched itself out along Konoka's face "Don't you enjoy the warmth we give each other?" her grip tightened around Setsuna's arm as she continued "I feel safe when we interact like this" notified Konoka.
"N-No, it's not that…I…I enjoy your company and warmth…" stuttered Setsuna.
"Really!" perked up Konoka "In that case!" Konoka dived the side of her head back onto Setsuna's shoulder, bringing her hip closer as she then noticed Setsuna swaying to the side, approaching a man sitting at a desk while she loudly gulped.
It was amazing how little she had noticed while talking to Setsuna. The tents were bright and colourful, the food stands buzzed of a sweet smell of food that could draw anyone's attention…she managed to avoid all the contact with it because of a simple conversation with her best friend…what does this mean? Why does she feel so…weak…around the swordsman?
Setsuna was the first to pull her ticket out, quickly followed by Konoka as they halted themselves at the front off the desk, awaiting for the man to notice them. It was the same man from before, where Setsuna bought the tickets, and she had to admit, it was a little ironic that she requested two tickets while being the only one there, causing the man to give her a disturbed look of ignorance as he handed them over.
The tall man wore a bright red jacket and blue jeans, which barely took the attention away from his hair that zigzagged along the side with stringiness, unnaturally waving around like mad as he turned towards them.
"Aha! I knew there was a reason you bought two tickets" the man winked "Is this your misses?" he obnoxiously asked.
"Ehh? Ah! N-N-No…I m-mean…we-well…I…ahh…" struggled Setsuna, easily effected by the word 'misses'.
"Of course we are" quickly cut in Konoka, startling Setsuna "Set-Chan and I have always been close friends" smiled Konoka, making it obvious that her thoughts and Setsuna's didn't match when it came to the word 'misses'.
"Hoho, I see. Well, if you would just present your tickets and you'll be allowed to enjoy the show, it should be beginning any minute now" informed the man.
Both of them cooperated, quickly holding the tickets out in plain view where the man sloped his head down, easily confirmed them. Looking back up, he smiled, gently jerking his head back to signal them that they could go in.
"Please enjoy the show Madam's" said the man.
Setsuna gave a nod as Konoka sweetly smiled before they began walking again, curling themselves around the table where they prepared to enter through the front entrance. The ice ring would easily detectable as the ice gleamed brightly, glowing with gracefulness and purity. Just as they were about to enter, the man's croaky voice from the desk called out to them.
"Oh, I almost forgot! Once the performance is over, there will be a reward for two lucky spectators that will be chosen at random to have the opportunity to skate on the ice ring together! Just thought I would let you know" suddenly explained the man.
Setsuna stared at the man while having a very bad feeling that…something…was going to happen very soon. Konoka began tugging on Setsuna's arm, eagerly expressing her excitement as comments escaped her mouth such as "That sounds exciting, doesn't it Set-Chan?" and "Wouldn't it be great if we won that Set-Chan?".
Eventually, she turned, where both of them entered the tent. As Setsuna allowed Konoka to enter first, a long "Wow!" followed as it stretched itself out, intriguing Setsuna who slowly stumbled into the tent. It was cold, but of course, it had to be, so that the ice would stay frozen. Konoka remained unaffected where as Setsuna felt slight swift chills run through her skin as the frozen air became stiff and thick, barely swaying around.
All that changed though when Setsuna caught an appropriate view of the remarkable ice ring that let of a shimmer of romantic thoughts. She had seen them on the TV, on newspapers, and yet the sight was still stunning. The ice was so…clear and pure as it glowed a warm crystal colour, radiating excitement towards others who patiently waited behind the railings, anxious for it to begin. Before she knew it, Konoka was already halfway across the tent, shouting Setsuna's name with delight while seeking out a spot to stand and watch.
Trembling, Setsuna quickly regained her senses while pulling funny faces of disbelief…just how did she get that far so quickly? She started to follow her Kono-Chan, struggling to keep up with the ecstatic beauty which then caused her to start breathing heavily from both exhaustion and coldness. Skimming past other spectators, she managed to reach Konoka who gave Setsuna another heart warming smile while giving of a high pitched "Heh" that Setsuna couldn't help but admire.
Without warning, the flashy lights above them stated to dimmer, fading away and becoming a small spark of light that set a quiet and passionate atmosphere that limited the crowds silence. Then, just when the darkness kicked in, a loud click was heard, followed by two red blinding spotlights that emerged out of nowhere, spraying themselves through the thickening air and pouncing themselves onto the ground. The spotlights were in a shape of a heart, very accurately soothing itself along the cold surface of the ice ring as two skaters suddenly revealed themselves, gliding along the sparkling ice. The spotlight followed them, synchronising the movements they made as both skaters screeched to a halt, scraping the ice away and spreading the shattered pieces throughout the ring.
Both skaters were a man and women, both erotically dressed with colourful clothing. As expected by both Setsuna and Konoka, the man wore a plain black tuxedo with a frilly white bowtie attached to his collar, making him look much like a gentlemen. The women wore a snow white dress, almost camouflaging herself within the ice as the drapes below her upper torso overlapped each other, making the dress look divine.
Konoka and Setsuna watched as the performers began the show, elegantly performing impressive and well coordinated moves that kept everyone's eyes on them. Setsuna never realised it at first, but during the whole show, Konoka had secretly wrapped her arms around Setsuna again, exchanging each others warmth and feelings as the performance set off a fuse inside both of them, ready to explode. She was happy to know…that she was there.
The lights brightened up as the performance finished, leaving Setsuna and Konoka filled with satisfaction to the amazing show they had just witnessed. It was a relieving thought that overwhelmed Setsuna. It was finished, Konoka had obviously enjoyed her gift, now they just needed to get back to the dorms. Setsuna turned to Konoka who was already looking back, looking pleasantly cheerful and full of optimistic Christmas spirit.
"Set-Chan!" chirped Konoka "This was so nice of you" she smiled, roaming even closer to Setsuna.
"Ah…I-It was nothing…Kono-Chan. I'm glad you enjoyed it" replied Setsuna, smiling back "I think we should go no-"
Before Setsuna could finish, a loud screeching sound rustled along there ears as if a nail on a board. The sound forced both Konoka and Setsuna to cringe with annoyance as they turned to the source, revealing to be the same man from the desk with a blunt microphone in his hands. He had a distracting grin on his face as he slowly turned his head from right to left, scanning the audience before him while taking in deep breathes that roughly exhaled out, followed by the white condensation from coldness. Setsuna had to admit…seeing him was getting pretty irritating, because he always led to some kind of nervous breakdown that led to blushing and stuttering around Konoka.
His eyes burned with anticipation as he prepared to speak, clearing his throat while giving long stares at couples he recognised. One of those couples were indeed Konoka and Setsuna, both looking at him with confusion. He glared at Setsuna, giving her a short lived wink as he nudged his head to the side, indicating Konoka beside her. Setsuna frowned, whatever the man was thinking, she didn't want him pestering them about it.
"Ladies and gentleman, boys and girls!" he pumped his chest up, as if proud of what he had accomplished…which was yet to be revealed "It is time for two lucky spectators to have there chance at experiencing the ice ring themselves! For those of you who prefer to stay out of the spotlight, I suggest leaving before the lucky couple gets picked!" explained the man.
Within seconds, Konoka began turning her head side to side, watching a drastic amount of the crowd leave and increase the chances of them being picked. There was one problem though…Setsuna. She turned back to her dearest friend, only to watch as Setsuna's frown turned into annoyance as she continued to stare up at the man, unimpressed by his fatal stance.
"S-Set-Chan?" whispered Konoka.
Setsuna flinched, only just snapping out of the long trans she was in, and quickly turned to Konoka with an easily perfected smile that washed away any worries Konoka had before. If only she could do that more often…it was usually the other way round when it came to Konoka, where Setsuna would be silenced by Konoka's honest smile.
"Is something wrong, Kono-Chan?" asked Setsuna.
Konoka sweetly hummed, pulling her head back with wondrous thoughts while thinking of a response. Her actions were very familiar to Setsuna as Konoka raised one hand high, stretching out her index finger and poking it against her cheek with confusion. During the whole process, her eyes remained on Setsuna who slightly tilted her head with fascination to what Konoka was thinking.
"What do you think about us skating together?" suddenly questioned Konoka "I find it so cute! You and me holding each other, just think of how much fun it would be!" grinned Konoka.
"Ah! Ah! W-Well K-Kono-Chan.." stuttered Setsuna.
Before either of them could speak again, a bright red flash burned onto them, temporarily blinding there eyes as there pupils dilated, making everything become a blur while the edges began to ignorantly sting. Konoka turned away with confusion, letting out faint gasp's as she became puzzled to what was happening. Setsuna on the other hand sighed with annoyance, slowly turning herself towards the light as one arm hovered above her eyes, firmly slumping itself against her forehead and giving her a better view.
It was unbelievable to Setsuna, causing her eyes to widen with disbelief. Across the tent, hanging high, were the spotlights, flourishing themselves with redness onto both herself and Konoka while the crowds around them began to clap and cheer. Konoka was still unaware at first…but they had just been picked for the skating event. Setsuna sighed…they could just reject it and go home…but Konoka seemed so keen about it! What was she to do?
"It looks like we have our two lucky winners!" screeched the man at the top of his voice "Come on down, so we can provide you with the equipment necessary!".
Setsuna closed her eyes, quickly pinching the top of her nose as the sudden discovery dazed her. The laughter of Konoka was easily detectable as it echoed around Setsuna, perking her up as she swayed over to her where there eyes connected.
"This was so unexpected!" chuckled Konoka "Would you like to go Set-Chan?" she asked.
"G-Go! Skate with Kono-Chan? I…eh! I can't! This is too much…it has gone to far! Although…it would seem nice…and Kono-Chan seems rather drawn to an event like this…I…Is it right to take a rare opportunity like this away from her? I-It's just skating…nothing harmful can come from that" thought Setsuna.
"If that is what you wish" answered Setsuna.
"No…" the comment caught Setsuna of guard as she took a step back "Would YOU like to go, Set-Chan?" asked Konoka again, more strict this time.
Setsuna blinked twice with suspense, oddly watching Konoka's face turn from a sweet smile to a serious frown was rather…unnatural, to say the least. Her sight switched from left to right, making herself more aware that people were still watching and waiting for them to comply.
"I…I do, Kono-Chan" whispered Setsuna.
"Great!" smiled Konoka "Let's go together!" she suggested.
Konoka took a firm grip on Setsuna's wrist, quickly pulling her along as she started to ran through the crowds of people, making her way around the ice ring to the destination they were directed at. Setsuna was practically dragged along the whole way, struggling to balance herself as Konoka's speed got the best of her.
Once reaching the end of the tatty tent, Konoka and Setsuna were immediately given the necessary equipment, including gloves and a pair of ice skates that by some coincidence fit them perfectly. Destiny? Faith? Or just luck? Either way, Setsuna was still sustained to how much closer this has brought them, and if risking there friendship any further would strain there relationship to the point that seeing each other would become rather…awkward.
The faulty lights dimmed again, follow by a sudden hum of soothing music that was well harmonized and perfectly rhythmic as the flow of music whistled past both of them like they were ghosts. Konoka was at the front, patiently waiting for authorization to be let on. She turned to Setsuna, who quivered with uncertainty as she grasped the surface of her silky robes, worried about the troublesome mobility required.
"K-Kono-Chan…moving around in such delicate clothing will be…mischief" informed Setsuna.
"Hmm?" a graceful hum "Don't worry Set-Chan!" her smile grew wider as Konoka reached out her open hand towards Setsuna "We'll move together".
Setsuna tweeted out an innocent whine before stuttering again. Her head constantly changed from Konoka's metallic face back down to her open palm…holding hands…one of the more significant signs of love…surely even this was enough to forbid Setsuna's own beliefs? Apparently not, as soon as the man with the microphone gestured them to go on, Setsuna had no choice but to comply with her desires. Faulting her arm around, struggling to lift it up as if they were heavy weights, Setsuna heavily gulped once her fragile palm hovered above Konoka's. Then, light a feather, her hand floated down, gently connecting with Konoka's where both took a tight grip, feeling one another's soft, silky skin.
Slowly, within sync of each other, both began to push themselves along the railings, swiftly gliding along the sacred ice. Feeling herself uncontrollably wobbled around, Setsuna took a tighter clench on Konoka's hand while desperately hanging onto the railings that supported them. A long flow of trust gracefully exchanged between them as the speed increased, rapidly pulling them away from the railings where Konoka eagerly turned to Setsuna with a fulfilling smile that drowned Setsuna's worries with desire, with beauty.
Standing on the edge of proceeding, Konoka reluctantly released her grip on the railings, graciously drifting closer to the middle where she was tugged back by Setsuna's still firm grip on her hand. She turned, where her eyes met with Setsuna's as both glistened brightly with emotional purity. With such peaceful and charming music, followed by the misty redness of the spotlights that followed them, it set an arousing atmosphere of romance and amorousness that released an unexplainable essence in both Konoka and Setsuna who continued to watch one another's eyes, digging deep into there soul and elegantly becoming one.
Completely faithful in Setsuna, Konoka outstretched her other palm, offering to bring them closer with another firm grip while feeling her own heartbeat drastically increase. Her head nodded, hoping to give Setsuna to confidence needed.
It wasn't that she was afraid, Setsuna could even feel the raging emotions in her grow with intensity. It felt…good…pleasurable…and that's why stopping this was the one thing she regretted being a part of her oath to protect Konoka. Why did it have to be so effective…why does it have to be so hard? Surely Konoka prefers Setsuna as just a friend, so why is she making this so much harder for Setsuna? Is she unaware of the hurtful thoughts being produced along the way? That Setsuna really does have feelings for her? Not even she could be so disgraceful to do that…which meant only one thing…Konoka…does care, and that's why stopping this was impossible for Setsuna, for anyone!
Grinding her sore teeth together, Setsuna was helpless to accept her desires…at least…for now. No matter how strong, how skilful she made herself, perfecting the laws of love was impossible, even for her. She hesitantly pulled her hand away from the railings, immediately after almost losing her balance as the slippery surface caused her to jerk herself forward, not only connecting her other hand with Konoka's as the warmth took over, but colliding them together as there bodies bounced into each other.
Quickly recovering, Setsuna began pushing herself up using Konoka's support, only to realise that the healer had pulled both her and Setsuna's connected hands closer to her chest, to show signs of both worry and happiness.
"Set-Chan!" her voice was high pitched "Are you ok?" panicked Konoka.
Hazily roaming her eyesight from there connected hands to Konoka's face, Setsuna's fringe messily hung across half her face, almost making it seem that she was the one in a panic. Both girls quietly drifted along the ice, both holding each other up for support as Konoka's worried expression turned into a humorous one as the sight of Setsuna make her giggled with humanness.
"Oh Set-Chan" chuckled Konoka "You look cute like that" she smiled.
Before Setsuna could even think of responding, A warm energy patted itself against her shoulder as the sweet scent of Konoka overwhelmed her. Setsuna nervously watched Konoka lean against her, deeply exhaling with satisfaction as there connected hands lowered to there hips. A long crows reactions of "Aww" and similar phrases echoed around them, as what Setsuna seeked finally escaped Konoka's mouth with heart warming honesty.
"I'm so tired Set-Chan…" her voice whispered "These moments I have spent with you are irreplaceable…I'm so happy." gracefully revealed Konoka as they continued to beautifully sway along the ice.
With such a long lasting day, it was finally over…or so she thought. Konoka happily hopped out the back entrance, quickly followed by Setsuna who staggered out, slowly recovering after blushing throughout the whole skating occurrence which madly exhausted her. The refreshing feeling of the glazing winds that spread across her face relieved the swordsman, who began to show gratitude towards the day. They had fun, and there friendship was intact, even better than ever, allowing her to dimming down her aging emotions that were barely containable during the whole day.
Using the back entrance, it led both of them back into the empty fields where the green grass quivered, swiftly and gently waving around and spreading delicate essence of nature that twinkled through the air like a star. It was a pretty sight that added to Konoka's beauty as she twirled around, attempting to catch any glitter of the essence that dropped onto her clothing. Becoming dizzy, she stopped, anxiously turning to Setsuna with a smile that quickly turned into a mild expression, as if something was bothering her.
"Shall we go, Kono-Chan?" asked Setsuna, slyly walking up to Konoka.
"Ah! S-Set-Chan! Wait!" shrieked Konoka.
"Kono-Chan…" Setsuna raised her eyebrows with suspense "Is something troubling you?" she asked.
"W-Well…" One hand unsteadily connected with the other as Konoka nervously fidgeted "I need to tell you something Set-Chan" a long sigh escaped her mouth "T-The reason…I've been so close and…interactive…wasn't just because I wanted to spend time with you. I…uh…Set-Chan…I…I'm your S-Secret Santa…and all this…everything, has just been so great. I have been hiding my concern to keep you happy, because I'm afraid that my gift will be nothing compared to what you have given to me" explained Konoka, frowning with disappointment.
"K-Kono-Chan…" gasped Setsuna.
"I have been thinking…and I have decided one of my gifts. I have it…with me, right now…I just…I'm afraid of what you'll think of it because…I-It's just…" whispered Konoka as tears began to creep into her eyes.
"N-No! K-Kono-Chan! I don't mind what it is…If I had known that this would have been such a burden to you…"replied Setsuna.
"Y-You really wont mind what I give?" asked Konoka, carefully wiping the back of her index finger against the corner of her eye.
"Anything from you is special Kono-Chan…no matter what it is, I will accept your gift with open arms" comforted Setsuna.
"Ok…" sniffled Konoka.
There was a long pause, a during that pause, everything suddenly changed. The wind became a radiation of calmness and relaxation that calmed Konoka down as it swished her long flowing hair to one side, keeping all the threads in place while creating a beautiful pattern that left Setsuna exposed to that radiation, absorbing the naturalness of Konoka and slightly arousing her. The sky lit up with stars that gleamed brightly, twinkling in the corner of there eyes and reflecting one another's beauty towards each other.
It was an amazing sight that caught Setsuna of guard once she witnessed Konoka's face slowly burn a peachy red that flourished around Konoka's face with uneasiness as she thought about her present to Setsuna…if it would be enough. If that wasn't enough, the soothing music could still be heard playing in the tent, which further increased the romantic atmosphere. But what Konoka did next was something Setsuna never…ever…expected to happen.
Still stunned by Konoka's sudden appearance, Setsuna was futile to retreat as he watched Konoka lean forward. Both her eyelids became heavy as they shut, causing Konoka to slightly tilt her head with resilience as her face homed in closer to Setsuna's, who only just now regained her senses, but it was too late.
Setsuna's eyes sharply widened as Konoka's luscious lips pressed themselves against hers. She hummed with suspense at first, shocked at what was happening, but further in, Setsuna felt herself become weak as her eyelids became heavy, lowering themselves as a long red stripe of blushes scoured itself across her face. Slowly, both began to interact more as they grabbed one another's hips, pulling each other closer as everything Setsuna believed in washed away, becoming a forgotten memory of guilt that faded away the longer the kiss lasted.
Light shedded onto the couple, making both feel warm with emotions as they exchange there essence through the kiss, elegantly becoming weightless while continuing the long lasting kiss that both girls became drawn to, enjoying each second of it. There lips became wet with saliva as there grips tightened, pulling each other closer as Setsuna's desires became a flood, pouring out of her and releasing itself into Konoka who embraced the emotional feelings Setsuna kept bottled up. Konoka's fears turned into lustfulness and acceptance once realising that Setsuna wasn't pulling away, or complaining. Both felt the warm breathe of each other exhale onto them with a soothing sensation as they continued to understand one another, that a relationship…was possible.
Finally, there wet lips disconnected where both pulled away, each having a different expression of gratitude that engulfed them both. Konoka's face was still red while she slightly turned away, rolling her eyes towards Setsuna who looked in utter distraught. She began to gently kick the ground with nervousness as she awaited a reply from Setsuna, completely afraid of what was about to happen next.
Setsuna, who was speechless, remained silent as her mouth was still open. She unsteadily lifted her hand, where she began to softly stroke her lips with two fingers, still in disbelief that Konoka did such a thing. Her eyes glared at Konoka's, where both could feel a certain tension between them.
"K-K-Ko-Kono-Chan" stuttered Setsuna.
"Merry Christmas…Set-Chan" whispered Konoka as she fully turned back to Setsuna, smiling at her with respect.
"D-D…Did we…j-just…?" gulped Setsuna.
"Oh no…" whimpered Konoka "Set-Chan! P-Please…forgive me! I should have asked first and…and…I bet you don't even think of us like that…I'm so stupid!" cried Konoka.
An uncontrollable tear streamed down Setsuna's face as she heard the comment…Konoka really did think of them as a couple…she really did want this…and until now…she had felt the same way as Setsuna did.
"K-Kono-Chan…D-Do you…really…think of us…like that?" whispered Setsuna.
"I always did Set-Chan…I was just afraid of what you would do…our friendship was already strained and we had slowly been rebuilding it back up! I…I didn't want to lose you again Set-Chan…and now look what I have done…you're crying because of me!" sobbed Konoka, slowly shedding her owns tears as they gracefully slid down her cheek.
"K-Kono-Chan…y-you don't understand. These t-tears…are tears of happiness…I always thought the same way Kono-Chan" Setsuna took a step closer, where she connected her hands with Konoka's "I wanted to express my emotions to you for so long…but I was afraid that you would hate me for thinking such things…Kono-Chan…I…always loved you" heart-warningly revealed Setsuna.
"R-Really!" perked up Konoka "I always loved you to Set-Chan!" smiled Konoka. The smile was back…and Konoka was now relieved.
Both girls smiled at each other before pulling each other closer, wrapping there arms around there necks where they began to hug with warmness. The tears continued to fall, but these tears were for all the right reasons as they ran down there cheeks, becoming absorbed by the fabric there partner wore. They let out faint sniffles and whines…as both realised the happiness for each other…was now achieved.
The wind continue to gracefully blow, where something from the sky began floating down to the ground. It was cold and white…and it rarely came at Mahora grounds…the substance withered closer to the ground where Konoka watched it fall. She smiled, before finally speaking out.
"Look Set-Chan! Snow!" cheerfully shouted Konoka as she continued to hug her beloved.
Here is Chapter 2! Or better known as Konoka and Setsuna's chapter!
I really enjoyed writing this, although it was pretty tireing. I don't think NegiXNodoka and KotaroXNatsumi's chapters will be as long as this, but we'll have to wait and see! Please review this chapter and tell me what you thought about it!
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Thanks for reading!