Story: 347 resolutions (all chapters)

Authors: kapowkapow

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Chapter 1

Title: Tokiha Mai

[Author's notes: WEll, here we go, the dreaded prologue when nothing seems to happen, but its important to be here. Please enjoy this story.]

 

"Are you sure this is her?"

"Possibility is 99.5% positive that it is her"

"Must be her then"


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Mai woke up to an empty futon. She rubbed her tired eyes, expecting a certain someone to
whine for breakfast. To her surprise there was only silence that greeted her. As soon as her
eyes got used to the morning brightness she could see that there was no one in her
bedroom, a lot of cats lying around, sure, but no other person. She fiddled her toes
underneath the covers. The futon seemed too big for herself- Mai really, really disliked that
feeling. As if someone read her thoughts, several of the cats woke up and hopped onto her
lap, purring and rubbing up against her torso. Mai smiled and ran her fingers through their
fur. They knew just how to make her feel better.


She got up and got dressed. She put on a simple knee length skirt and white shirt. As she
buttoned up the shirt her fingers stopped by the button between her bosom. She couldn't
help but to run her fingers over a trail of very tender red marks starting from her breast and
leading to the hollow of her neck. Unconsciously her legs brushed together to feel the dull
sting of several bite marks adorning her inner thighs. She smirked to herself Last night was
fun.



Mai was outside. She took in a deep breath of chilly fresh air. The sun had just risen and
the world was warming up. Mai looked around the landscape. Mai had fallen in love with
the Black Valley. It was hard to believe that when she first arrived she hated this place with
such passion. But in time its beauty had enraptured her. Speaking of enraptured, where's
the goddess that enraptured my heart?
Nope, Mikoto was nowhere in sight.


As if sensing her loneliness a cat brushed up against her calf. Mai bent down to rub its
ears. The kitty responded positively. "Anju," Mai picked up the heavy cat, "Where did
Mikoto go?"


Mai unfortunately was NOT gifted with the amazing telepathic abilities that Mikoto had
with her many, many cat servants. However, over the years when Mikoto wasn't around to
translate for Mai what the cats were saying, the cats became extremely good at acting out
what they needed to get across (Needless to say Mai was tremendously skillful at Charades
thanks to this and is always the first to get picked at parties). One cat mussed up its hair and
began to (try) and eat another cat.


"Mikoto" the cats cheered when Mai got it right. Another cat then strolled in, wearing a
HUMONGOUS hat and wearing a cape, it was doing its best to look brooding and
serious, "Miyu" the cats cheered again. Then cat one (Mikoto wannabe) hopped onto cat
two's shoulders (Miyu wannabe) and cat two ran off with cat one on its shoulders,
"Mikoto went off with Miyu somewhere" The cats all cheered and applauded Mai's
wonderful charades skills. Mai bowed humbly.


Every once in a while Mikoto and Miyu would run off somewhere together and do some
strange mission. Even though Mai was Mikoto's lover and Miyu's good friend they were
both so mysterious at times. But then again they both had known each other for so long and
knew millions of things that no one else would ever know, seen millions of things that she
would never see, both been through things together that Mai would never go throughÉ
Mai understood why she had not been invited to go with them. But it still stung that she
was left out even after living with Mikoto for thirteen years.


Mai walked to her mailbox, which was down the mountainside and all across the Cat God
amusement park. She could probably make it there in more than half the time if she flew.
Mai felt like taking her time today though. The Cat God Park was closed today, so no real
work for her to pass the time with. An hour or so later she reached her mailbox and pulled
out several letters.


Junk EW


Natsuki Kruger YES!


Spam EW


Mashiro hooray!


Junk EW


Aoi Ohhhh did she try that flexibility tip I sent her?


Taxes oh for fucks sake we protect your asses


Yukino and Haruka I wonder how they're doing


Bills I saved your bloody lives, be a little kinder


Mai couldn't help but to pry open Natsuki's letter first. Natsuki Kruger, the grumpy
principal of Garderobe academy, the third column, and her closest companion. Mai smiled
when she read Natsuki's stiff handwriting,

Dear Mai,

How has your new year been going? Is it ok? OH MY GOD SHIZURU WANTS
CHILDREN! How has your little monkey of a goddess treating you SHIZURU WANTS
KIDS! God Mai, she doesn't want any kids, she wants MY kids. You know, kids! As in
fetus grow in womb bust out of vagina kids!!! I mean I deal with kids every single day and
they just aren't PAIN in the ASSES they are BIGGER pains in the asses!! I don't know
what to do Mai, I mean Shizuru, I love her more than anything in this world but- children?
I mean isn't that a bit soon? Ok, we've been together for ten or so years but STILL,
shouldn't we wait until a bit longer? Gah, I have no idea what the hell to do about this
Mai. Anyways come back to Garderobe soon Mai, I haven't seen you in a while and I
miss you. OH MY GOD SHIZURU WANTS KIDS!!

Love,
Natsuki Krueger.




Mai smiled. Natsuki could remain calm during war, battle and gore but when it came to
anything domestic she'd just FREAK out. She wondered what a mini Natsuki/Shizuru
child would look like. She came up with a small girl with Shizuru's hair, but Natsuki's
eyes- an extremely cute toddler. Briefly her mind conjured up another tiny child, with bright
red hair, but the deepest golden eyes- she shook her head and put the thought deep within
the far reaches of her consciousness. Mai Quickly opened up a second letter, this one was
from Mashiro, who was wondering how Mai was doing, apologizing for not visiting
recently, how Arika was driving her nuts, and asking her some questions about how to deal
with overly stubborn politicians from other countries. Mai smiled, it was always great to
hear from Mashiro. She opened up her third letter,


Dear Mai,


So Chie and I finally tried out that tip you sent us. I must say THANK you very much; the
experience was as marvelous as you said it would be, if not more so. I now understand
why you warned to stretch a couple days beforehand- I stretched (but not nearly as much
as I should have) and my legs are still very sore. Poor Chie didn't do any preparations
and now complains that her back is wretched. But she's an Otome; she'll get over it.
Hehehe I really made her squirm that night- it was wonderful. I mean she makes these
squeaky noises while trying to hold back her climax- the cutest and FUNNIEST thing ever.
Don't ever tell anyone that though, she'll NEVER forgive me if she found out that I let
someone else know that she's a "squeaker" in the sheets. Thank you so much again Mai!
When I discover anything new or interesting I will dutifully share them with you in hopes of
repaying!


Sincerely a very grateful friend,


Aoi.



Mai couldn't help but to grin wickedly. The brilliance of having a creative sex life She
giggled, and being able to share it with other "open minded" people she never met Aoi
before Arika collided into her life about a year and a half ago. But ever since then the two
were becoming close very quickly. Mai opened the letter from Yukino and Haruka.


Back before Mai had run away from Garderobe (and never went back) she did meet
Haruka and became her aquantice. They remet when Arika crash landed into her life.
Haruka did scold her for running away and never coming back, but besides that they were
becoming friends as well. However Yukino and Mai, even though relatively just meeting
were also becoming very close very fast. Mai smiled as well when she read their letter.
They were doing fine. Haruka was worried that Yukino was over exerting herself from the
demanding work of being a president. Yukino was reassuring her that she was fine.
Haruka misspelled several words. Yukino crossed out those words and wrote in the correct
spelling. However it was the ending that caught her eyes,


Ps: Yukino and I thank you very much for the advice, we both had a lot of fun and are in
your favor.



Mai cackled loudly The brilliance of it all.


Mai cleaned the small cottage up, trained a bit, revised her recipes, trained a bit more, wrote
replying letters, mailed them, trained some more, soaked in the hot springs and was playing
with the cats when she saw two tall figures walking back. The sun was setting and she
recognized one immediately, the other it took a split second to realize who it was before she
smiled and greeted them both.


"Miyu," The android bowed her head slightly towards Mai,


"Hello" Mai looked at the other tall figure,


"Mikoto"

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Mai's quick explanation!!

you see, Goddess Mikoto had a total of three forms. Form A) small, childish body. She
uses this form mainly because it's disarming. She doesn't look so much like a God in this
one and people tend to be more relaxed when she's in this mold. Plus she can lull enemies
into a false sense of securityÉ Form B) She is an adult in this one. Tall, skinny, lithe. And
has small breasts. However her hair is a bit longer and thicker now, going into her eyes and
even more wild than it was before. Her braids dangle around her waist. Her facial features
are sharp and her eyes narrowed out. Her golden eyes are just as piercing as ever though.
She looks intimidating in this body. Intimidating but oh so beautiful. She morphs into this
articulation only around me and Miyu (so far that I know). Form C) Her true Goddess
form, I have ONLY seen this form once it was the scariest and most amazing thing I
have ever seen that I cannot explain it.

Back to the story!!!

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Mikoto gave Mai a big grin. "What's for dinner Mai?" Mai swatted Mikoto's shoulder,


"All you think about is food"


"Only because Mai's food is the best" Mai turned around and crossed her arms,


"Oh, use me for my cooking, I see how it is" She felt Mikoto's arms around her,


"I love everything about Mai" she rubbed her cheek against the fire-headed woman's cheek
and Mai laughed. Mikoto took this opportunity to steal a kiss. For a moment the couple
forgot that a certain Android was standing there. Mai remembered her manners, thankfully
and broke away.


"Miyu, how are you?" Miyu nodded her head,


"I'm doing fine"


"Want to stay for dinner?" the android stared emotionless at her,


"I do not require nourishment-"


"Tea then?" Mai let her manners and hospitability get ahead of her. Mikoto cheered Miyu to
stay with them for a bit. Miyu relented and walked inside their small cottage, following the
two lovers.


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"So that's why you two were gone for so long?" Mai asked, surprised. Mikoto grinned a
cheeky grin while patting Miyu on the back,


"Yup, Miyu's an ol' child watcher" Mikoto was smiling brightly, "She's lucky that I don't
turn her in for suspicious behavior" Miyu refused to respond to Mikoto's playful
teasing, and simply glared at her. Mai came to the androids rescue (well, more like stopping
Mikoto's harmless teasing before a fight broke out)


"Well I think its really romantic Miyu," Even though Miyu tried her best to be an
emotionless android, Mai saw a small smile appear on her lips. Mai couldn't help but smile
herself. Later that night as Miyu walked away Mai and Mikoto watched her walk off. "I'm
happy that this happened" Mikoto nodded, "She deserves to be happy"


"You have no idea." Mai shifted her eyes and saw how Mikoto's eyes peered farther into
the distance- turning over information that was far beyond the reach of Mai. Mikoto
looked beautiful when she got that distant look in her eyes But I feel so left out


Hours later within the deep night the futon sheets were tangled around the Goddess and
Otome in a messy fashion. The tragic Meiser was on her back while Mikoto snored in-
between her breast. Mai ran her fingers through Mikoto's fluffy hair. She stared out the
window and counted the millions of twinkling speckles. I still wish that you took me with
you



She blinked her tired eyes as she wondered if she would ever get to know Mikoto
completely. She gazed back at the night sky. It twinkled brightly, entrancing and playful,
resonating pure power mixed within the blanket of gentle security. Yet tirelessly
mysterious with never-ending secrets.

Maybe I never will Mai rubbed a certain spot behind the back of Mikoto's ear, causing her
to purr loudly- hiding the sound of Mai's heart dropping slightly.

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Sorry if the prologue was uninteresting, but its needs to be there. You'll see why later.

Next chapter will be AT GADEROBE!! And all you shiznat fans will get the one and only
Krueger and Viola!!! And some Arika as well!! HUZZAHHH

And yes, I fully, FULLY believe that Mikoto and Mai most likely have a very, very
creative sex life. I mean Mikoto's what? Over THREE HUNDRED years old? No offense
to Mai but she's probably got a whole arsenal of "knowledge" wink wink actually, that'd
probably make her happier. ANYWAYS also, Mikoto's a God, I think she has more
forms than just the one we've seen. So yeah.

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What were Miyu and Mikoto doing anyways???

Stay around to chapter one!

HAPPY NEW YEAR GARDEROBE!


Please read and review, thank you bows

Chapter 2

[Author's notes:

Here's the second chapter. Sorry I'm late ^_^;;;

 

and taadaaaaaaaaaaa! 

]

Arika didn’t know what was going on.

The world seemed fuzzy and bright white for some odd reason. She was flat on her back. Naked There was someone onto of her but she wasn’t scared in the least. The person was straddling her hips. Long hair cascaded down ivory skin. She reached up to touch it- lavender. Mashiro. Good. She brought both hands and slid them up the arched slope, She felt her shiver and pant out softly,

Arika”

Say it.

Arika mixed her fingers within the strands

Say my name.

She tangled her fingers in Mashiros hair

Please say it like that

She ran her nails across the girl’s skin- she sucked in air,

Arika”

Yes.

She felt the skin beneath her palms vibrate- it was horribly exciting. Arika wanted her to do it again. Arika wanted to CAUSE her to do it again. She dug her nails deeper- above her; Mashiro shuddered loudly and shifted across Arika’s pelvis.

Intense pleasure. The heat that started from right below her kidneys sank and thudded into her core. Intense. Mashiro rocked her hips against hers, the feeling sprinted into every nook and cranny within her body- it made her spine shiver and her toes curl. Intense she wanted it all to end and ride it out forever. She panted loudly, she couldn’t breathe. Through hooded eyes she gazed up at Mashiro- how the sweat clung to her pale skin and made her shiny. The girl rocked again, the spiral of pleasure ignited again. The violet haired girl began to pick up rhythm and Arika couldn’t think. Intense ecstasy Arika brought her shaky hands up and gripped the other girls hips… Something within her imploded into something magnificent and completely new. Her hands slipped from the skin of her queen on top of her, she wanted to hold her, to wrap her within her arms and never let go but…she felt so tired for some reason… she couldn’t open her eyes.

Arika” the other girl panted,

Mashiro” Arika breathed back in a whisper

Arika” the voice was stronger now,

Mmm?”

Arika” she felt her small hands put pressure onto her shoulder, “Wake up Arika”

What?”

ARIKA! WAKE UP NOW!!”

“GAH!!” Arika was caught completely off guard to the pillow smacking into her face over and over again. Normally Arika could fend herself, but when one begins to smack you senseless while sleeping, you’re a bit out of luck.

“WAKE UP YOU LAZY ASS!” Mashiro demanded as she continued her assault.

“ACK! OK OK! I’M AWAKE! I’M AWAKE!” Mashiro stopped, “What was that for anyways?” Arika huffed as she rubbed her face; Mashiro still clenched the pillow,

“I have a meeting over breakfast this morning, remember?”

“Why do I have to come along?” Arika mumbled sleepily, plopping her head back onto her pillow,

“BECAUSE YOU’RE MY OTOME YOU IDIOT!”

“AH! OK! OK! I’M GETTING OUT OF BED! I’M GETTING OUT!” Arika sat up, blocking her dear head from getting beaten any longer. Mashiro sighed and hopped off the bed. How strange, Aoi is late…. Usually Aoi would come in, wake her up – and already have her royal garb ready at hand. But today she wasn’t there. Is she ok? Mashiro turned around and watched Arika yawn and stretch her upper body, her bed head hair flowing down her back. Mashiro had been slumbering peacefully until- the memory flashed and Mashiro blinked it away, She turned back to fully look at the young Otome, “Don’t you have your own bed?” Arika rubbed her eyes sleepily,

“Yeah, wha- about it?” she asked sleepily.

“ Why don’t you sleep in it?” Mashiro scowled, Arika just shrugged,

“Well we talk for so long during the night that you fall asleep and I’m too tired to go to my own bed-“

“You call yourself an Otome?”

“- And your bed is so big and comfy and-“

“You need to stop sleeping with me”

“-I just WHAT?” Arika woke up, “Why?!” Mashiro turned away, her cheeks turning slightly pink,

“It just seems-“ She did not expect to be cut off,

“But we do it all the time!” Mashiro winced at the unintentional sexual innuendo, “And-“

“It’s just that I’m your Master and you’re my Otome! And it seems… inappropriate” Mashiro even sounded unsure of the wording she picked. Arika wasn’t close to giving up though,

“Haruka and Yukino sleep together and they don’t mind-“ BAM!

“We’re not like that at ALL!!”

“But we’re Master and Otome too!”

“Idiot we’re not together!”

“Yes we are!”

“But not in THAT way!”

“Well what do THEY do that’s so different from what we do?” Mashiro turned a bright red. But before she could open up her mouth, the door opened.

“Aoi? Where have you been?” Aoi smiled as she hobbled in.

“I’m sorry I was late your highness- I had some troubles today getting up,” Aoi walked over to Mashiro, her garb in hand. Mashiro furrowed her brows though,

“Aoi, why are you limping?”

“My legs are just really sore”

“Really? What were you doing?” Arika asked.

“Ahahaha, I was uh… stretching” Aoi rubbed the back of her neck, looking very sheepish.

“Isn’t stretching supposed to make you feel better?”

“Hehe, well- I stretched too MUCH and uh…pulled several muscles”

“Oh Aoi! Be more careful!” Mashiro chided as she walked over to her close friend. Aoi just chuckled nervously and said she would.

“Do you enjoy stretching?” Arika asked, since she had trouble stretching sometimes she wondered if Aoi had the same problems trying to get to the (impossible) Plateau of flexibility. Aoi’s face turned a tad pink and a strange smile wiggled onto her lips,

“Yes I do, I do…” Mashiro and Aoi exchanged looks at the peculiar expression Aoi had on. After a couple seconds Mashiro poked Aoi, who jumped back into reality, “ ah! Sorry I was just thinking about something-“

“Thinking about what-“

“Hmm Mashiro, lets get you into this now, shall we?” Aoi quickly interjected, cutting off any more pesky questions. As Aoi began to aid Mashiro she casually asked, “So what were you two talking about?” Both of the teenage girls held their tongue. Arika knew that Mashiro wanted to spew out; I was explaining to Ant-Head here that we’re NOT a couple!! Arika looked at her toes twiddle and wondered would it be so terrible if we were?


Later as both of them walked towards the meeting room down the hall (Well Aoi was limping as fast as she could anyhow) Mashiro was giving last minute tips (warnings), “Do NOT fall asleep, do NOT play with your fingers, do NOT curl your hair, do NOT make faces at Mikoto, do NOT fidget- etc. etc.” Arika however (or as always?) was not paying much attention. Her mind was far too within itself to give much notice to the ramblings of her companion. The dreams. Oh God- they were getting worse! (Or better) No! They were getting worse! (You like them) Do not! (Tell that to your wet Panties) “Arika, why are you turning red?”

“Ahaha, no reason, no reason at all” Arika used to live in peace, going to Garderobe, being by Mashiros side, having fun, fighting and saving the world, it was great! But then a couple months ago she had the first (of many upon many). …Dreams. These…dreams usually centered on Mashiro and herself… at first Arika couldn’t recall anything EXCEPT the fact that it had Mashiro and herself in it. No big Deal, right? But ever since then the dreams were becoming more and more vivid, the scenes were now beginning to sear into her mind. She now could recall the exact sound Mashiro made when she dug her fingernails into her back- the way she said her name in that…. way (My God THAT was wonderful) Arika nonetheless was freaking out. Why the hell was she having these dreams? Why did they only contain Mashiro? Why the FUCK did they show such explicit situations? (You know it’s serious when Arika swears) oh leave me alone (ooooh! Look at Mashiros lips!) I’m not looking at them (Smoochie Smoochie Smoochie!!)

Arika sighed; She seriously hated herself right now.

SO yes, Arika had a serious problem. But before she could dwell on the embarrassing subject any further, she heard Mashiro talk loudly,

“Yukino! Haruka! Chie” Yukino made a slight wave with her hand,

“But Haruuukkkaaa” A certain dark-haired, charming Otome whined,

“I don’t care how much you ruined your back, as an Otome you will stand up straight-“

“Um, Haruka” Yukino brought Haruka out of her reverie (known as lecturing Chie).

“Oh, Hello Mashiro, “POW!!

“HARUKA!!” The young Otome tried to sky tackle the general and was nearly knocked over by her spurt of affectionate energy.

“Hello Arika” Haruka answered back, fluffing the hair of the younger girl.

“Hey Arika-“ Chie smiled painfully while rubbing her back-

“CHIE!!” POW!!

“ACCCKKKK!!” Chie cried out in agony as her weak back took the full blunt of Arika’s power hug. Both went toppling to the floor. As Chie groaned in pain on the floor, Aoi hobbled over on her sore legs to try and help. The lovers took a good look at each other and began to giggle insanely. They were BOTH very, very pathetic right now and they both knew it.

“What are they laughing about?” Mashiro asked,

“How they’re both uncompassionate beings” Haruka huffed,

“That’s incompetent”

“That’s what I said!”


“Another SOLT? Are you kidding me?” They were all eating breakfast consisting of fresh fruit, croissants, muffins and perfectly poached eggs. Yukino shook her head,

“I know, but some rulers still want to limit the Otome’s powers even more, others are beginning to voice about how tight should our control be over the actual Otome’s themselves.” Mashiro sighed,

“We just had one several months ago” Yukino understood the young Monarch’s frustration, this would be the third SOLT since they started almost a year ago. She looked over to the youngest Otome in the room- she was too busy scarfing down large amounts of the breakfast to take any care of the politics going on.

“This one will be a little different however,” Mashiro perked up, eyes curious,

“How so?”

“Because of this country,” Haruka said proudly, tossing a newspaper onto the table. Mashiro looked at the headline. 75 year civil war finally over! Welcome the country of

“Eh! So it’s a country now?” Mashiro was surprised, for her entire life everyone she knew (herself included) knew that that certain area was just BAD news. Caught up in a, bloody war for as long as anyone could remember. “Who’s ruling it now?”

“The General of course” Haruka crossed her arms with pride. Everyone sweat-dropped; it figured that if Haruka were to respect ANYONE it’d be a general. “She single-handedly took control of her country- that is absolutely brilliant. I want to ask her what battle strategies she did to do that” As Haruka trailed off on war strategies Yukino interjected,

“She is also the youngest person to come to power.” Mashiro and Arika both balked,

“What?”

“She’s younger than MASHIRO??” Yukino chuckled lightly,

“No no no, she’s older than Mashiro, she’s about nineteen” Yukino explained, “You see Mashiro, like most rulers were born INTO power, therefore have been set to rule their entire lives- but this woman is the youngest to come INTO power.” Arika tapped her chin as the information sank in-

“If she is the youngest now, who was the youngest before?”

“The second youngest was twenty four when she came into power,” Arika was awed,

“Really? Who was she?”

Yukino had a small cryptic smile on, “It was me”

“EEEEHHHHH?? REALLY??” Yukino nodded,

“I was first elected when I was twenty four, back then the youngest person ever to come into power,” Yukino smiled at Haruka. The Blonde general stopped her tirade as a smile of her own began to sneak its way onto her face,

“You’re still the youngest to come to power under a hypocrisy”

“That’s Democracy, Haruka”

“That’s what I said,” Arika noticed how both their eyes lit up in a certain way. She could not grasp what the look meant, other than it was something entirely between the two of them. It was something that no one else could touch. That look hid something absolutely sacred to the two of them and no one else. Arika only knew two things at that moment, one: that the feeling shown between the two was something amazing to behold. Two: She was utterly envious that theyhad it and she did not. She cast a look at Mashiro who was also captured by the silent moment between the two lovers.

Arika felt her appetite disappear.

The moment of trance ended when mashiro asked, “So she wants to participate in the SOLT discussions?” Yukino nodded.

“If she wants to join, then why not?” Arika asked curiously, Chie ran a hand through her hair,

“Ah! If only life were as simple as your version Arika” Arika stuck her tongue out at Chie who tried to give a smug pose, only to double over in pain over her “strained” back.

“The country is brand new, most other countries are concerned with the ruler getting involved so quickly with foreign affairs when it’s barely on its own feet,”

“But the SOLT is a world affair, not just foreign” Mashiro pointed out,

“BAH! They’re just Outdated by the new country- whiny cowards the lot of them”

“That’s Intimidated”

“That’s what I said!”

“But that is true, “ Chie added, wincing “The new region actually is rich in resources,” Mashiro caught on quickly,

“So this country might become a super-power?” Yukino fixed her glasses,

“It has the potential to BECOME a super power- rivaling you and I” Yukino sat back and waited for the young Monarch to respond. Mashiro seemed to chew on this bit of information for a minute or so.

“If it wishes to join in, I have no problem with her joining the talks” Mashiro waved her hand at this, she saw no problem in letting this new country come in. This would be a good opportunity for the woman to get to know the other leaders. Plus Mashiro couldn’t help but be curious, she wanted to meet this woman as well. Yukino smiled,

“Good to know,”She’s not intimidated at all. Yukino thought as she observed the youthful Queen. I wish I had that type of bravery at her age Yukino briefly recalled a very bookish, meek teenager just trying to get by high school in one piece. She shifted her eyes to the Blonde Otome standing next to her, that teenager certainly changed when she met you Haruka

“So what are you guys going to do now?” the lavender-haired girl brought Yukino back to reality. Yukino tapped all her fingers together,

“Well we’re going to Garderobe to visit Natsuki and Shizuru”

“Eh? We’re just going to discuss the current calculation, nothing more!”

“That’s situation”

“That’s what I said!” Haruka crossed her arms, “Why would I visit that horrid Bubuzuke woman anyways?” Yes, Haruka might’ve said harsh things about the Viola woman- but everyone knew that (even though she’d never admit it) Shizuru was her best friend and she cared very much for her. Yukino stood up and brushed off her skirt. Aoi did her best to lift Chie off the chair without hurting her (already in pain) lover even though she herself was on wobbly legs.

“Thank you very much for having us over, it was great to see you again” Yukino gave Mashiro a small hug.

“Come back again, you guys are no strangers to Wind bloom” Mashiro affectionately returned the gesture. Arika jumped at the opportunity to hug her dear friends. However Chie had to do her best to ward the lovable rascal off though, she didn’t know if her back could take any more aches. “Do you guys need a ride?” Mashiro asked while Chie fought off the physically affectionate teenager. Yukino shook her head,

“What? Why use cars when we have the SUZUSHIRO?” Yukino sweat-dropped,

“She loves that tank more than anything” Haruka either didn’t hear her or ignored her.

“It’s the best vehicle to travel in, impenetrable titanium, 55 missiles, 38 inch tires-“

“Ok, we have to go now” Yukino interrupted Haruka before she could go into another one of her tirades. As Yukino half walked, half dragged her hardheaded blonde Otome out the door, Aoi helped Chie waltz out as well. In the hallway Chie turned her head to look at Aoi in the eye,

“When my battle wounds have healed, you shall be mine once more,” Chie gave her most charming smile and with a flick of her wrist- a small blue rose appeared between her fingers. Aoi gave off a big smile,

“Oh Chie,” she took the rose gently between her hands, “I’m always yours, silly” She leaned forward to give her girlfriend a quick peck on the cheek. Chie grinned,

“I still got game even when I’m down”

“Only because I let you,” Aoi said sweetly.

“Ah! What happened to my sweet Aoi? Whose been influencing you so terribly?”

“Only the person I sleep with” Aoi sniffed the flower with a small smile on her face,

“Name this mistress, I demand to know!” Aoi playfully whacked the charcoal haired girl- only to accidentally knock her over and send her back, tumbling onto the floor in pain. As the trio boarded the…. tank Mashiro and Arika waved them off.

“BYE! SEE YOU GUYS SOON!! IT WAS GREAT TO SEE YOU! BYE BYEEE!!” as energetic as always Mashiro thought as she watched Arika flail her arms around, shouting.

“Mashiro, the Wind bloom public library just called,” Mashiro, sighed, Christ it was barely ten in the morning and she was already receiving phone calls. She turned around to go answer the call. Before the brunette girl could follow her, she discerned something.

In the distance Arika saw Chie walking up the small ramp with Aoi waiting at the bottom. Yet Aoi grabbed Chie’s hand, pulled her back briefly and kissed her. It was short- yet excruciatingly passionate. Arika felt herself go white. She couldn’t help but to shift her eyes towards Mashiros retreating form. A drop or so of sweat formed on her neck…”Hey! Are you coming or what?”

“Yes, Mashiro” Arika answered back, a little unevenly. She ran over to catch up to her dear friend, the object of her strange nightmares. The girl who strangled her dreams with her presence. Mashiro, the harbinger of all evil within her subconscious visions.

What scared her the most was that she was starting to enjoy them.


 

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dun dun  DUNNNN

 

next chapter I promise Natsuki and Shizuru, I promise. Please don't crucify me shznat fans O_O 

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