Part 1 - The Idiot and Her Dilemma

"This sucks," groaned Jun as she huddled in a corner of the room she shared with Ayana. A small sketchpad lay before her feet, angled slightly. She hugged her knees, rested her head on top of her arms, and pouted. "This sucks," she repeated a second time, with more conviction.

"One would think," Ayana growled, her thumbs smashing violently against the buttons of her controller, "that you would be extremely happy, now that we are paired together. Even if it's only temporary."

"Oh, Ayana, you wound me!" Jun shouted indignantly and pointed a finger at Ayana. "Of course I'm happy—in fact, I am in utter bliss right now! Ecstatic even. To insinuate that I am not happy is to say that I am losing a bit of my drive! This young body has lots of time left before that would ever come to pass, if it ever comes to pass."

The furious button-smashing stopped for a few seconds as Ayana stared at the screen blankly. After a few seconds of dead silence, she muttered to herself, "I'm just not in the mood for this right now..."

"Is Ayana, at long last, coming into terms with her own fiery, passionate feelings for me?" Jun asked joyously. "Has this new partnership caused the emotional and physical barrier between us to finally give way? I don't think I'm ready to hear her confession, but if she's ready and willing, who am I to complain?" She grabbed onto the headboard of her bed and scrambled upwards just as Ayana reached for her baseball bat.

"You are just so bloody irritating," Ayana snarled. "Why must I be stuck with you of all the people in this school?"

"Because I am that awesome?" Jun supplied mock-seriously.

"What have you been whining about anyway?" Ayana asked curiously and prodded Jun's sketchbook with her bat. She squinted, and squatted down to give the piece of paper a closer look. After a moment's scrutiny, she frowned. "Is it just me, or is your writing just that incomprehensible?"

"It's a secret code that Yuuho and I had developed when we were younger." Jun sniffed and crossed her arms imperiously. "My handwriting is perfectly legible. When I want it to be." She paused, considering her next words. "As for what I've been pondering over for quite some time now—"

"A few minutes hardly equates to 'quite some time now'," Ayana cut in.

"I've been thinking about who should be the seme, and who should be the uke in this newfound relationship of ours," Jun spoke and put her hand over her heart, gazing down at Ayana woefully. "It is a very hard decision that I must make for the both of us. Appreciate me a little more, won't you?"

"S-seme?" Ayana sputtered. She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, letting out a feral growl a split second later. A burst of black energy filled the air, making Jun whimper from the top of her bunker bed.

"You know what I mean, Ayana!"

"No, I don't," Ayana snarled and pushed her long sleeves back towards her elbows. "Enlighten me."

"I was trying to decide on who should be Heaven, and who should be Earth!" Jun finally shouted and retracted immediately, using her blanket as scant protection against Ayana's possible wrath.

"Then why didn't you say so in the first place?" Ayana heard a muffled reply. "Say that again!"

"It's coz that'd be no fun!"

"Aah, so you really are that kind of person after all," Ayana said cruelly, with an ambiguity that would rival badly translated manga.

"I've always been that kind of person," Jun retorted, threw back the blanket covering her head, and crossed her arms. "As your roommate, I would have thought that you would have gotten used to it by now."

"No, getting used to it would be letting you get away with those kinds of perverse comments all the time," Ayana said.

Jun paused and stared at Ayana sombrely. Suddenly, her eyes crinkled, and her lips shifted into a huge grin. "Your loss!" Chortling with glee, she headed for the window, cracked it open, and jumped out before Ayana could grab her.

Ayana's head popped out of the window just as Jun slammed against the grass below with a rolling tumble. "So, have you decided?"

Her roommate stood up with a flourish and bowed deeply before her. "You will be my Heaven, and I will be your Earth. Now, do with me what you will!"

Poor Mr. Nailbat came sailing out of the window to slam squarely against Jun's forehead. She fell down—a one hit KO from her temporary, fuming shinyuu, two floors up.

She woke up with a headache a couple of minutes later and found herself half-sitting, half-lying on top of an infirmary bed. Her hands were tied behind her back. Ayana stood before her, looking more thoughtful than menacing. For once.

"Ah, so Ayana likes this kind of kink after all?" Jun asked mildly, grinning slightly even as her head pounded incessantly.

"Just be glad weapons are not allowed inside the infirmary," Ayana snarled through gritted teeth.

"…and I keep telling Kaichou that she should draw up a list of items to ban, because this is getting really ridiculous," a member of the Medic Corp spoke angrily. "It's bad enough that we have to deal with paralyzed students who've been affected by that Inugami individual. Do you know how hard it is to find a damn exorcist?"

"Why not just ask Isuzu to undo the spell?"

"Ah, good point." The medic agreed with a frown. "I suppose I can go hunt for her now."

The other medic she was talking to added, "Kuga-san, the boss says you're free to go. Just try not to bait the other students too much in the future. We don't really like to see you inside the infirmary. It…makes the other occupants nervous."

"Hey, I don't take advantage of other students when they're in a weakened state!" Jun protested as she watched the two walk away. "I only do that to Shizuma."

"Jun," Ayana spoke suddenly.

"What can I say? She's absolutely adorable in hospital clothes!"

"Jun," Ayana repeated her name with a bit of impatience.

"What, Ayana-chan? I was just telling the truth," Jun grumbled and pouted.

"Can you stop calling me that?" Ayana said as pleasantly as she could which took a lot of effort in itself. "Anyway, I think you should be Heaven."

"Oh? So you'd prefer it if I took the lead?" Jun smirked. "Ah, it would be interesting to see Ayana's passive side. Would you like me to be as gentle as possible? Or do you like things rough?"

"No, no," Ayana replied with a firm shake of her head. "It's just that… I'm not ready to be Heaven again."

Jun's teasing smile faltered. She blinked and scrutinized Ayana's distant expression. "You don't trust yourself enough. You're still afraid of yourself, aren't you?" When her friend didn't answer, she spoke again, "Or is it because only one person can fill the Earth position for you?"

"It's hard to let something like that go." Ayana answered vaguely. Jun sighed and offered Ayana a small smile.

"Alright, whatever makes you feel better."

Ayana looked at her with pained eyes, a first for Jun. "Thank you."

A/N: Stay tune for our next mystery ship! Haha. Hopefully, it doesn't take me months to update again. :P We'll see.