Chapter 2

Trust and Friendship

It's been a few days since Ryobi encountered that girl. She was totally mad at her just from trying to be close to her. She wasn't going to hurt her or anything. The brunette wanted to help. It's understandable that she has trust issues, but something like this has to be stopped. She WANTS to help her.

"Ryobi-chan?" Ryona says as she stands beside her younger sister. "What are you thinking about?"

"None of your business," Ryobi says, turning her head away.

"Awww, come on~!" The blonde jumps in front of her with her breasts just jiggling in her face. "Come on, come on, tell me!"

"Grrr...I HATE it when your big jugs are in my face!" Ryobi shoves her sister away, making her squeal in excitement. "Ohhhh~! Do it again, Ryobi-chan!"

"I'm trying to think thank you very much!"

They are on their way to school, but Ryobi is trying to think of a way to talk to this petite girl without having her shove her away again.

"Now how can I get close to her...?"

"Get close to WHOOOOOOOO~?"

Ryobi finally snaps on her sister. "Grrrrrr GO AWAY! Go wallow in filth, you dumb sow!"

With those last words, Ryobi sprints away from the blonde as quick as possible. The further she gets away from Ryona, the clearer she can think.

Ryona stands there, frozen for a second... her face showing no emotion. But suddenly, she breaks out into a lustful smile.

"Awwwwwww you know just what to say, Ryobi-chan~!"

Ryona giggles as she lays down on her back and starts rolling around on the sidewalk.

"Oinky oink~"

For a while Ryobi transitions from period to period, not seeing the girl once. Maybe she called in absent today? Maybe she chose to drop out?! No... she would have done that a long time ago with her disposition. The petite, black haired girl HAD to be around somewhere... Ryobi wanted to see her as quickly as possible!

Suddenly, an idea pops in her mind: maybe she's under the bleachers again like before! Why didn't she think of it before!? After class, Ryobi immediately runs out with Ryona reaching a hand out.

"Wait, Ryobi-chan!" she calls. "Where are you going!?"

"Sorry! Eat lunch without me!"

"Huh!?"

Before she can say anything else, Ryobi is already gone in a flash. She goes toward the track field to search for the petite girl and look under the bleachers like she did before. And sure enough...there she is...eating lunch under them.

"There you are!" she says, startling the girl.

"Y-you again!?" Mirai says. "Why are you here!?"

"A better question is why aren't you attending classes?" Ryobi says as she gets under the bleachers as well, but the petite girl backs away.

"Stay back! Don't come any closer!"

The brunette pauses for a bit and then sighs. "Look...all I want is to help you. Not make fun of you."

"How would I know that you're not going to pull a trick on me!?" the dark haired girl snaps.

"Listen, you need to realize that not all people are like this," Ryobi tries to explain. "Please believe me."

The petite girl shakes her head. "NO! I refuse to believe it! Just leave me alone! I already told you before!"

Ryobi takes a step forward, and she scrambles back a few inches. She takes another step, and the girl is on her feet. Ryobi can feel her angry side coming out...

"Grrr... alright girlie, I'm about to stop playing nice!"

The petite girl turns her head away. "Hmph! Get lost! You can't do anything worse than what's already been done... to me..."

Those words suddenly put a damp cloth on her growing temper. Ryobi feel her gritting teeth return to normal, and her eyebrows reset to neutral.

"...Are you being bullied?"

The petite girl turns back around and screams. "What gave you that idea, huh?! Maybe that I look like a pathetic little runt with a tiny chest!"

Ryobi watches as the petite girl falls to her knees and covers her face with her hands. Tears drizzle over the edges as her body shakes from her sobs.

"H-hey..."

Ryobi takes a knee very slowly, as not to startle the girl. She doesn't bother extending a consoling hand: she knows that'll just scare her off. Instead, she keeps her hands to herself and calmly talks.

"Do people make fun of you for your appearance?"

The girl sniffles a few times. "Y-yes! I'm just tired... I'm tired of being so tiny! I look like a little kid. I'm short, and my... my chest..."

Ryobi blushes slightly. "Um, w-well... I know how you feel, ya know. I... well I... agh, dammit! I have small tits too, okay?!"

It's the petite girl's turn to look over at Ryobi, who is looking away with an angry face and a blush.

"U-um..." she whispers. "Do people pick on you too...?"

Ryobi snarls. "Sometimes! My stupid sister in particular is always mocking me, that dumb bitch. I hate her and her stupid large tatas!"

The black haired girl sits a bit more comfortably beside her. "Yeah, big-chested people are the worst! They act so privileged... and they're always looking down on people like us."

Ryobi finally looks back at her; the black haired girl seems a lot more comfortable talking to her, now that they share a common ideal.

"...Y-yeah... I agree. I hate them all." Ryobi replies with a grimace.

And then... the girl finally takes the next step. With a bashful smile, she extends her hand very slowly.

"I...I'm... Mirai."

Ryobi pauses for a split second, then returns the gesture with a smile. "I'm Ryobi. Mirai... you don't have to let those big-chested girls push you around! They're nothing but a bunch of dumb bimbos!"

Mirai giggles. "Tee hee! Th-thanks…"

Just then, Ryobi has a plan formed in her mind. "Hey...I have an idea. Mirai...since you and I are both against big-chested girls, how about you and I team up?"

"Team up?" Mirai tilts her head in confusion. "What for?"

"To conquer big chests so that they would know that flat-chested beings like us can be more capable!" the brunette explains. "I know. Day and night, I've tried everything to make my chest grow and NO RESULTS! This is just crap! Don't you feel the same?"

The petite girl nods in agreement. "Yeah...yeah I feel you, Ryobi! I hate to wake up and STILL be flat! It's not fair!"

"That's why we have to team up. To show the world that we can be as great as the big-chested ladies out there!"

Mirai pumps a fist with pride. "You're right! Okay, Ryobi! I'm in! Let the Flat Chested Alliance commence!"

Ryobi rubs her chin with an evil grin on her face. "Flat Chested Alliance, huh? I like that~"

With a shake of their hands, a new friendship is formed. A powerful friendship, composed of two girls tired of being second banana. It was time for the meek to rise up and challenge the strong; these two girls, chests as barren as the most desolate of fields, would look to each other for foundation and support.

But before they could revel in their newfound bond... Mirai's scheduled bullying was about to commence.

"Well well! If it isn't Little Miss Bug Bites!"

Ryobi and Mirai turn around, and the color drains from Mirai's face.

There are two girls, one with short black hair and one with blonde pigtails. They both look like senior-year students... especially their rather generous bosoms, which wobbled up and down a few times as they struck a sassy pose.

Mirai takes a few meek steps back. "G-go away... I-I don't have time for this...!"

"Oh, what? You don't have time? Ha! You should be grateful you have two people talking to you, much less seniors you little runt!" the black haired one spits.

"I... I..."

"How about a thank you, huh?" the blonde one chimes in.

Ryobi looks at Mirai: tears are beginning to form on her eyelids. All of her confidence a second ago was now sapped away. The petite girl is frozen in place, no better than a statue.

"WELL? Didn't you hear her? She said... THANK US... for taking time out of our day to come talk to you!" the black haired one sneers.

Ryobi can't take her eyes off of those jiggling orbs. Every second they wobble: up, down, up, down... every movement PISSES her off. She can feel her teeth gritting, a vein throbbing in her forehead...

"Are you deaf!" the blonde one fires. She then does the unthinkable... extending her hand until the palm impacts against Mirai's chest, knocking her down.

"Ah!" she yelps as she falls on her rear.

And that's when Ryobi had enough.

"HEY! SKANKS!"

The two of them finally divert their attention to the angry, brown haired girl. "And what do YOU want? Jeez, you're just as pathetic looking as she is! Ahahahahahaha!" the blonde cackles.

Ryobi's face is red with fury. "Why don't you stupid cows... take your udders... and GO FILL A MILK PAIL!"

The black haired senior gasps. "H-hey! You can't talk to us like that, shrimp! You should respect your elders!"

Ryobi gets in their faces. "I don't give a f*** what year you are! You're not going to mess with Mirai-san ever again, or I'll cut off your obnoxious tits and smother you with them!"

The two seniors were not used to facing adversity, and seeing the angry Ryobi not backing down caused them to recoil. Their legs slowly, subtly shifted backwards.

"H-hey... y-you'll pay for this...!" the blonde makes a desperate, pathetic attempt at a threat.

"I can take you f***ing sluts any day of the week! Come at me, and I'll beat your asses worse than I do my stupid sister!"

"Y-you beat your own sister?! Th-this girl's insane!"

The two seniors, now realizing how big of a threat Ryobi can be, finally turn tail and run away. With a triumphant smile, Ryobi dusts off her hands.

"Ha! And don't come jiggling around here ever again!"

Ryobi turns toward Mirai, who is close to tears again. She opens her arms, allowing her to plunge herself into Ryobi's chest to sob her heart out. She clearly defended Mirai from those bullies and she's happy about it.

"Ryobi...Ryobiiiii!" She sobs as she shakes her head, making her shirt wet with tears.

"There, there," the brunette comforts her. "It's alright. They're gone now."

They remain like this for quite some time. Ryobi doesn't care about lunch anymore. All she can do is comfort the petite girl.

A few minutes later, the two are at the bleachers, sitting together with Mirai in Ryobi's arms. The petite girl looks up at the brunette, who looks down at her with a smile.

"Ryobi...thank you..." she says softly.

"Oh, no problem," the brunette says as she gently strokes her hair. "Those girls won't be seeing the last of us, though. We have some big breasts to conquer."

"Mm-hmm..." Mirai rests her head on the brunette's lap. "So...what's your plan to conquer the big chested world?"

"I say we should do some big time, hard-hitting pranks on these girls," Ryobi says. "You know, let them know that we the Flat Chested Alliance take no for big chests like them."

Mirai rises up, all perked up. "I'm listening~"

Ryobi slams her fists on the bleachers confidently. "We're gonna strike hard, and fast! We'll make a list, of all the bustiest girls... and then we'll hit them one by one. We won't just prank them... we'll embarrass them! HUMILIATE THEM! We're gonna declare war on big boobies!"

And thus, the Flat Chested Alliance held their first official meeting to plan the downfall of big breasts. The two girls talk for hours, their minds seemingly limitless on how they can go about pranking all the big breasted girls who cause them strife on a daily basis. This wasn't just some small-time operation... this was going to be war. And no chest would be safe from the vengeance these two petite girls would wreak.

A/N: 2 freaking years and no update. Sooooo sorry about that! Writer's block, plus some other things going on, but now i'm back, with the help of Jojo-san~! Hope you enjoyed this and long and detailed reviews are appreciated.

Have a nice day~!