Author: oceanprism PM
Tamao's precious book of measurements has gone missing, and there can only be one person who can have taken it. Getting it back from her is going to be another matter altogether. Just a silly one-shot.Rated: Fiction T - English - Humor/Romance - Tamao S. & Shizuma H. - Words: 988 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 1 - Published: 09-28-12 - id: 8563305
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Tamao Suzumi knocked at the door of Shizuma Hanazono's dorm. "Let me in," she said loudly, "I know you're in there you.. you womanizer!"
The door creaked open quite slowly, and Shizuma emerged looking quite stunning and imposing with her freshly pressed uniform and well-brushed silver hair, shutting the door behind her. She swept her hand through her shimmering locks and gave Tamao a paralyzing smile. It didn't quite work, though the blue-haired girl could feel her cheeks flushing a little bit. "Is there something you needed, Suzumi-san?"
"Y-yes – "
"Never mind it," grinned Shizuma with a sinister air, pulling Tamao along the corridor forcefully by the hand. "I need you to do something for me.."
"H-hey!" cried Tamao, "Stop that, I'm going to drop my books.."
"GIRLS." The resounding voice boomed down the hall as the oldest sister emerged from her office, looking sterner than ever and wielding two packages in her hands. "The lower bathing hall needs its floor mopped, and who better to do it than people who run in the hall?" She pushed the packages in their hands, and shoved them into the bath room. "I expect it to be spotless. Wear the frocks I just gave you, the mops are already there. You are not to come out until it's done." Tamao's heart sank and Shizuma gripped her hand tightly.
"Absolutely," nodded Shizuma coldly. "Please, lock us in."
"Ehhhhh?" cried Tamao, horrified, as the head sister briefly smiled and locked the door behind them. "W-what was that for?"
"With the door locked, we're on more neutral ground. What was it you wanted from me?" grinned the Etoile, unbuttoning her uniform and pushing closer to her.
"O-oh – well – " Tamao began to blush furiously, "A book of mine went missing. A very important one."
"Is that so? Shizuma took another step forward, and Tamao had no choice but to take another step back towards the bathing pool. The taller girl had the power to mesmerize, and it even worked on her, and she stared, feeling very guilty, as Shizuma's top gave way and flew off of her shoulders, and she pressed even closer to her in just her undershirt.
"I-It can only be you took it," glared Tamao, "It was.. a book of measurements," she blushed more, backing up as Shizuma took a few more steps forward and out of her skirt with ease, now just in her underclothes. "What are you planning to d-do anyway?" She knew that if she tried to get away, she would simply be caught by the huntress. Better to keep her dignity and keep backing away.
"Why would I be interested in a book of measurements?" Shizuma smiled without any hint of guilt, "After all, I excel in math. I have no need for books to study."
Tamao squeezed her fists tightly. "It's a book of all of my measurements of my precious Nagisa," she cried, shaking as she could feel herself getting closer to the poolside. "And anyway, we're supposed to be mopping the floor – "
"We are, aren't we?" Shizuma replied, not breaking her fearsome gaze. "It would be a shame if you were all wet when they got here, wouldn't it?" she grinned, slipping her undershirt off and tossing it behind her, not caring that it would need to be cleaned again. "And if I did have that book in my possession, what, pray tell, would you do?"
"I would do anything to get it back, Etoile-sama!" pleaded Tamao in a panic, feeling herself backing up on the edge of the pool. "Even call you by that name."
"Good, but it won't be enough to get your book back." Shizuma said, kissing Tamao suddenly and briefly. She tooked two quick steps forward and leapt into the pool with Tamao, amused when the other girl came up for air sputtering and floating in her wet uniform. Shizuma brushed a stray lock of Tamao's hair back, laughing softly. Tamao found herself wanting to laugh too, but couldn't. She was so fascinated and terrified by this girl, but more than anything her behaviour made her angry.
"H-how can you kiss me like that when you aren't even interested in me?" the blue-haired girl shouted, felt her eyes tearing up. "How can you chase after her, when you don't even love her the way that I do?"
"You're right. I'm terrible." The older girl blinked, and nearly looked as though she was regretting her actions for a moment, before collecting herself and saying, "But oh? I'm not interested in you? That's not true. Not true at all." She brushed her fingers against Tamao's chin. "I have an interest in all of the cute girls of this school. It could even be called a professional interest. I can't help that my rival is one of them. Can you forgive me, Miss Suzumi?" Shizuma winked, swimming out of the pool and slipping into her frock.
"W-wha?" gaped Tamao. "What about my notebook?"
"You can have it back," the silver-haired girl giggled into her hand uncontrollably, mopping the floor with a renewed energy. "I got the reaction I wanted." She stopped for a moment to shoot Tamao a meaningful look. "You should have taken off your uniform before getting in the pool, you know. Though it looks like a gown, puffing out like that."
Tamao dragged herself out of the bathing pool, feeling humiliated. She was truly a force to be reckoned with. I have to protect Nagisa-chan from this.. this rogue, she thought to herself, mopping the floor in silence. But at least I will get my precious book of measurements back. She clutched her chest, blushing happily.
And so, there was a happy ending.