Delinquent

Authors Note: Mainly ShizNat chapter -hooray!- so I hope you enjoy it. This is practically a filler though. I guess Shizuru introspection is a little to do with the plot; concerning her feelings. Natsuki is oblivious as ever, though.


Song - Seven - Revis

-(-O-)-

Chapter Three: In The Arms Of Devotion

Natsuki cursed inwardly as she felt the tips of her ears burn. The biker was sure they were glowing a nice, light pink. Swallowing, the flustered delinquent stumbled back slightly and blinked; trying to clear her bleary emerald eyes. Once she had regained her composure again, she tried to get back her dignity. "What the hell are you doing, standing in the doorway like that?" she demanded, though she could still taste the Kaichou's breath on her lips.

Shizuru's innocent smile merely widened, though she was careful not to show off her teeth. "Ara, so quick to anger," a dimple in the side of her left cheek was made known as her smile turned into a coy grin, "... though, Natsuki looks delicious with that flush in her cheeks. Does that blush spread to her whole body, I wonder?"

Natsuki blustered for a moment, trying to deny the rhetorical question before she finally settled on; "Idiot!"

"Now, I hope you don't speak to all of your sempai like that," Shizuru gave a faux-demure giggle behind her hand, burgundy eyes sparkling mischievously as they met Natsuki's bewildered, cornered emerald ones. "... such a rude child."

"I'm not a child!" Natsuki answered back, looking rightfully indignant as she stomped past the teasing Kaichou; a vaguely amused Nao trailing after her. Shizuru, who had now stopped her laughing, turned her gaze on to Nao and regarded the redhead curiously.

"And who may this be? Natsuki's little sister, perhaps?"

"No!" came Natsuki's immediate denial.

"Ew. You honestly think someone like me would be related to that... thing?" Nao wrinkled her nose as she cast a falsely disgusted look over at Natsuki; who was now sitting at a desk, her feet propped up as she leaned back precariously in her chair.

Natsuki shot her a glare, "Hey! I'm not a 'thing'!"

"I have to agree with Kuga-han," Shizuru sauntered over to stand in front of Natsuki's desk, she smiled at the younger rebel, before leaning down and pinching at one of her cheeks; much to Natsuki's dismay. The dark-haired teen slapped the offending fingers away, just as Shizuru cooed; "She's more like a cute little puppy!"

Natsuki scowled, turning her blushing cheeks away from Shizuru and Nao's view, she'd didn't want them to start teasing her even more. "Enough! I want to get this over with... hey," she looked around, a confused expression momentarily taking the place of her scowl, "Where's Blondie anyway?"

"If you mean Suzushiro-han, she was called home not long ago due to something concerning her family, so I have been left with the task to watch over you for the duration of your detention. However, I wasn't informed of-" she cut herself looking quizzically over of Nao, "Kannin na, but I do not know your name -?"

"Yuuki, Yuuki Nao." the redhead introduced herself, tone curt. For some reason, she didn't like the way the Kaichou's eyes lingered on Natsuki; she wasn't jealous though, in her mind anyway. What was there to be jealous about?

Shizuru blinked for a moment before nodding slowly. "Ookini, Yuuki-han, I am Fujino Shizuru; Kaichou of this fine institution of education, it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance."

Nao gave her a weak smile. She wasn't used to being polite, but she didn't want to be rude to the schools idol.

"Anyway, where was I? Oh, yes. I wasn't informed I would be supervising you as well." Shizuru continued, smile never slipping; as her mask was perfectly in place.

"You're not. I'm just here because she-," Nao pointed over at Natsuki, who was gazing out the window, not bothering to act like she was interested in their conversation. Even if it was about her. "-is my ride."

The Kaichou leaned against her desk, clasping her hands together in front of her, a small furrow appearing between her brows. "Ara, I see. Well, I guess you will just have to join us then. I'm sorry to say however, it isn't going to be very enjoyable. It is detention, after all."

Nao just gave a careless shrug as she inspected her fingernails, not bothered that she was being rude. She leaned a shoulder against the wall. "Whatever. Beats sitting outside in the cold. Moron over there isn't much for conversation anyways, so it's not that different to usual."

Natsuki huffed, but didn't bother snapping back at the younger redhead. The dark-haired biker continued to stare out the window; lost in thoughts concerning her visitor yesterday. Question's were floating uselessly around her head. Why would Alyssa come, now of all times? Why did she suddenly decide to try and bring her back? Was her father behind it? There were so many questions; questions she herself couldn't answer.

The sun, it's ray's beaming through the windows; illuminated her hair. Unknown to the motorcyclist, she had garnered the attention of both Nao and Shizuru, as they found themselves in awe at the simple beauty of the emerald-eyed delinquent. The Kaichou fought to keep her breathing from hitching in her chest, while Nao tried to convince herself she was staring because there was something on Natsuki's face.

With tinted, fuchsia cheeks; Shizuru turned her attention to her hands, feeling slightly uncomfortable at the silence that had overtaken the room. Nao on the other hand, chose to glare at the floor; berating herself for having such traitorous eyes. Shizuru's gaze then flickered over to Nao, and crimson-orbs brightened, as though a light-bulb had just flashed.

"Yuuki-han, I think I have a solution to your transportation problem," she paused, smiling when Nao's dispassionate jade-eyes met her own, "Have you given any thought to riding the bus? It's a free service provided by the school, I'm sure if you talk to the Director, she will give you a bus pass."

Nao mulled it over for a few moments, eyebrows crinkling. It was a good idea, safe - yet, she was tentative to agree. She did enjoy riding with Natsuki on her Ducati; being able to hold the older girl so closely, to breath in her exotic scent. But maybe if she stopped being in such close proximity with the biker, these odd urges and feelings would go away.

"I-," the redhead paused for a moment, out of the corner of her eye she looked at Natsuki; who wasn't paying any attention to the conversation. A soft, inaudible sigh gushed past parted lips as Nao's jade-orbs flashed to meet Shizuru's guarded crimson. The two stared at each other silently, before Nao gave in and finally broke her gaze away. "I'll go see the Director now. I'll be back later."

As the door clicked shut behind the redhead; a triumphant smirk formed on Shizuru's previously humble face. Natsuki looked up at the sound, before her face twisted into a mask of confusion. "Where'd she go?"

Shizuru's smirk quickly morphed into an innocent, airy smile. "Oh? Yuuki-han just has some business to discuss with the Director." steps echoed through the room as the Kaichou took slow strides towards Natsuki's desk. "Ara, now how should I punish Naughty-Na-stu-ki...?" the innocent smile then turned devious.

Natsuki swallowed, feeling like a cornered animal in the face of a deadly predator.

-(-O-)-

Kuga Ryuu sat at the head of a conference table. His dark, stormy blue eyes focused on his hands; which were forming a steeple in front of him. The advisers seated at the same table all quivered in fright, their shoulders tensing further when they saw his jaw clench. The silence continued for a few moments, before one of the younger advisers finally steeled himself enough to speak.

"M-my Lord?" Toshimi's voice quivered as the words rolled off his tongue.

Ryuu's eyes flickered to the shaking Toshimi; who's breathing hitched under his leaders glare. The blue-eyed King sneered, speaking harshly. "What?"

The poor man looked as though he was about to faint, his confidence quickly disappearing. How could he have an ounce of courage in the face of such an intimidating figure? "H-h-how do y-y-ou-"

"Spit it out, boy." Ryuu glowered, teeth glinting menacingly as he snarled.

Toshimi sucked in a deep breath; bringing with it a meager amount of his lost composure. He bowed his head and avoided the King's eyes as he spoke; wanting to retain it. "H-how do you wish to proceed, concerning the matter o-of Natsuki-hime?"

The King's eyes narrowed malevolently at the mention of his eldest daughter. He bared his teeth, grinding them together, before answering; his voice a rough growl. "Leave her. She is of no use, and she has stayed out of my affairs. Unless she begins to meddle, she free to do as she wishes. I see no point in bothering with her any further then that. However, Alyssa-chan was insistent on getting her back." he frowned, "Who knows why."

Toshimi nodded jerkily, "Of course, my Lord. I'm sure Ojou-sama will come to her senses soon enough. Maybe a companion would do her some good? To take her mind of her sister."

The King contemplated this for a few moments, rubbing his clean-shaven chin thoughtfully before giving a decisive nod. "Yes, it would be a good distraction for her. Someone responsible, and older then her. I don't want her being led astray by some hooligan," Toshimi was briefly astonished, thinking the King was for once showing concern for his youngest child. That was not the case, though; as it turns out. "It would reflect badly on me."

Toshimi hid his disappointment at the King's callous words.

"I have the perfect candidate." the adviser bowed lowly, picturing a certain red-eyed, cerulean haired angel he knew; a reliable teen with a level head. Hopefully her stoic nature wouldn't make Alyssa-hime shy away. But he knew she would be the best suited for the position, a fierce and loyal protector, until the very end.

-(-O-)-

"P-punish?" the dark-haired teen squeaked, feeling uncharacteristically frightened. For some reason, the glint in the Kaichou's eyes was sending shivers down her spine; yet she didn't know what kind. What she did know, however, was that the smirk she was being given was just radiating trouble.

"Yes, that is what I said, is it not?" Shizuru tilted her head, the pose was innocent; contradicting the almost dark smile on the flaxen-haired teenagers pretty face. Red flags were raising in Natsuki's mind. Yet, for all the prowess the emerald-eyed angel had when it came to battle and tactics, she was surprisingly inept when it came to interacting with other people.

"But what do you mean?" Natsuki furrowed her brows while chewing on her lip in confusion, "Aren't you just meant to sit in silence in detentions? That's what Blondie makes me do. Why is this one any different?"

Shizuru fought not to let her expression falter at the naive words exiting Natsuki's mouth. Inwardly she sighed with exasperation. Was it too much to ask for the first cute girl she is actually interested in to be at least slightly educated in the art of flirtation? Though, the blush she had seen earlier definitely was quite exquisite-

Natsuki frowned when she noticed the vacant look on her 'Punishers' face. The motorcyclist debated on whether interrupting the Kaichou's train of thought would be a good idea, before deciding to just do it. So what if she got more detention? Wasn't like she had much else to do anyways, and Haruka was amusing if you knew which buttons to push.

"Oi!" she growled, making Shizuru snap out of inner monologue. "Are you going to answer or what?"

"Ara, I apologize," Shizuru shot her a winning smile; though there was something in the other girls eyes that Natsuki couldn't quite identify. She had a feeling it wasn't good. For her, anyway.

"Whatever," the motorcyclist shrugged, before her eyes turned slightly curious. Moving her feet off the desk; Natsuki leaned forward in her seat so her elbows were resting on the surface, her chin cradled in her hands as she gazed up at Shizuru, eyebrow piqued, "What were you thinking about?"

"How cute!" Shizuru cooed, her soft Kyoto-ben caressing every syllable that left her lips in a very appealing way. Not that the biker would ever admit thinking that, as she had enough trouble coming to terms with the odd thoughts she was having about the playful Kaichou herself. "Natsuki wishes to know my thoughts... what a sweet child!"

The aforementioned girl gaped up at Shizuru. "What!" she spluttered, sitting up straight; heat rushing to her face. Flustered, she didn't notice the Kaichou had avoided her original question. "Stop calling me that! I'm not a child! Or cute! Honestly, your delusional! Can't someone just ask a question without being teased around here?"

"So Natsuki doesn't deny that she's sweet?" Shizuru asked, eyes sly as her smile widened at the deepening blush on the motorcyclists cheeks.

"I-I didn't say that! Stop twisting my words!"

Shizuru shook her head, eyes closing as her smile grew even more. Come to think of it, she couldn't even remember the last time she had ever smiled this genuinely. Hands clasped together in front of her torso, Shizuru slid her eyelids open and gazed for a moment at the still mumbling and blushing girl in front of her.

"But Natsuki blushes so becomingly. It's too hard to resist." The Kaichou answered lightly, even while she was still teasing; her words were honest. Natsuki didn't know how to reply to that, so she settled with silence as another round of flushing overcame her. Shizuru watched on, a surprisingly real, soft smile curling at her lips.

What was it about Natsuki that made her feel so - Good? Weightless? Happy, even? She'd barely known the girl for more then half an hour, and here she was, smiling freer then she had even in the presence of Reito, who she had known for years. It was baffling, to say the least; but that didn't mean she wanted it to end. Shizuru liked being able to shed her facade in front of someone.

It felt odd, to feel so comfortable. It was almost worrying in a way. Shrugging off her thoughts, Shizuru turned back to the matter at hand. She really did have to think up of a punishment, as the Director felt merely having detention for a month was too lenient for what Natsuki pulled.

Now, the only question was - what would be the punishment?


End Note: Hope you enjoyed the ShizNat. A little bit of plot during the middle there, with Natsuki's father coming into play. This is going to be a long fic. It's starting off pretty light hearted, but will get darker and more angsty towards the end; thought thats ages off yet, I'm just focusing on establishing relationships and intermingling characters into the plot. Hmm... what shall I do with Mai and Mikoto...?

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