Walking down the steps, Haru considered the rest of the day in her head for a while. She passed by a lot more women than boys at her school, which wasn't all too surprising since they were only just allowed to induct them to the school the year before. Even so, she was a little irritated at the moment.
Walking past a large group of people just outside the gates, her interest was piqued the moment she heard her name among all the names shouted here and there from the crowd. Pausing for a bit, she saw a girl being swooned on by girls and boys alike, and she could hear the usual. "'What's your name?', 'What school did you go to?', 'Your hair looks so pretty', and so on." Meekly she was also reassured that the perverted duo was still doing their usual, if the comments about her cup size were an indication.
From what she understood, this was the exchange student they were talking about from earlier in the day, the same one that turned out to be joining her class next thing in the morning. Why there were people still bugging her, she didn't quite understand, but people would be people, and none of it should concern her in anyway, anyway, so she let it be. Pulling up her bag a bit more, she prepared to walk home once again until she heard one of her classmates shout her name.
"Hey," Kiryuu, doing her usual shouted, "Haru-san! Come over, this girl knows you apparently!" Raising an eyebrow, she walked over there with a pretty neutral stride. "Haru, meet Yuuma Amano. She was gushing about you this entire time; I'll have you know." She gave her a predatory smile. "She must be a pretty big fan."
"Is that right…" Saying that, the other girl finally turned around to face her and she could finally see the new girl face to face. She seemed like a pretty attractive young woman, that was for certain.
Her hair seemed to go down to her waist at the least, she was cute, and she also had an air of moe that she couldn't pin down where exactly she's seen before. It's not like she was feeling particularly interested in another girl trying to pick her up in any case. There were too many variables to consider at this point.
Still, though, where exactly did she see her before? It seemed like she was far too familiar to be just any simple exchange student. Her eyebrows pushed inwards as she thought more about it.
As she looked at them back and forth in confusion as she tried to read the situation, she didn't notice the black-haired exchange student shivering in excitement. Instantly, she jumped her and hugged her tightly, and she just barely kept herself stable to stand up. Flustered, she tried to keep herself standing even as her classmates and associates gaped at their surprisingly intimate interaction.
"Haru-kun, it's been so long!" The devious girl shouted publicly, making everyone around them stare while they tried to figure out what kind of relationship the two had. "I haven't seen you in forever!"
Haru tried to reconcile what exactly was going on, but feeling the feathers behind her made her allow her to put two and two together to realize who exactly it was she was being hugged by. "You… How!? I haven't seen your butt in almost a decade!"
"Oh, but that's been so long, why are you so bothered about that now? I'm already here, right?" She set herself down to the floor, smiling all the while. Though others couldn't see it, Haru just knew that what she was wearing on her face hid the venom and anger of a thousand years. She had to consider how impressive that was; why, she kicked her ass the first time they met a decade ago, and now she hates her that much? That was really nice.
"Don't you mean I kicked her ass, Haru? You were still too weak willed to handle your powers at the time, you know, and it's not like I don't already know how to kick her and your ass respectively at the same time."
"You know, I don't remember you being touchy about the specifics, Nobu, but I'll let this slide. Once."
"W-What are you doing here, I'm serious I—" she paused herself after looking at the people currently recording with their various gadgets. And she could also swear that the duo took a few snapshots of what she was wearing underneath thanks to how much air time she had in her arms. Gritting her teeth, she sighed, and picked her up in a bridal carry.
"We'll talk about this somewhere else. There's… too many people here right now." Amano could only smile, even as the lightning between their eyes was interpreted as one borne of love. They walked to a more secluded portion of the academy, and she dropped her down.
Letting the girl fix herself, she finally asked. "What the hell are you doing here? Didn't you try to kill me 10 years ago?" Shaking her head, she almost shouted before keeping her cool and asking coolly. "Are you here to finish the job? You know I can—"
"Kill you right where you stand. Yes, I know of your reputation now, Namikaze Haru." She snapped her fingers and suddenly the surroundings were covered in force field of sorts, presumably to keep their conversation to be snooped on in any way. She was also wearing a slightly different outfit this time around, though all that could be said was the black skirt that didn't cover her front and the braces around waist.
"I've also accounted for your associates, by the way, so you don't have to worry about them snooping in this conversation either." She smirked menacingly.
Eye twitching, she sighed, surrendering her overt suspicion for the meantime. "Alright, I'll let you be for now. What the hell do you want now?"
"Me, Mister Namikaze? Oh, that's oh so very simple." She sashayed seductively into her chest, in which Haru tried her best to swat her away to no avail. "I joined your school to do one, simple thing."
"On top of other ulterior motives?"
"Of course. But this one's the most important one according to the boss…" She put her opera gloved hands around her waist and her head on her chest.
"And that is…?" Haru didn't like the look that morphed from it, the way it changed at least. She smiled to her and whispered her answer near her ear.
"To. Love. You. " Confused, Haru whipped her head down to look at her face to face—though it did hit her forehead by accident at the same time, she notes. She tried to vocalize her response to no avail, only coming up with a very meek "W-What!?"
"W-What?" She repeated with a pretty deep blush on her face all the while. She smiled still.
"You heard me. I came here to love you , Namikaze Haru. I'm here to serve and protect, you of all people, for you are the apple of my eye. The most important person in the entire school. And at the end of the day, to be your lover." She smirked an even smirkier smirk. "Have I made that quite clear?"
"W-What are you s-saying you idiot, don't you understand what you're telling to other people!?" Gulping something hard down, she shook her head. "Do you understand what you're saying, I, you, you tried to kill me!"
"And?"
"You were older than me! By centuries if not thousands of years!"
"What does that change, exactly?"
"I don't even like you!" Still keeping that unamused stare, she kept her distance and returned to her Kuoh High School uniform. She smiled.
"I think you'll learn to love me as well. You should know, I'm a pretty passionate lover."
"What are you even talking about, I—" she was cut off immediately by a kiss on the lips, enough to leave her speechless for the next few. Moments after what seemed like forever, the illusion broke, showing that apparently for the last few minutes spectators have seen what seemed like a lover's spat between distanced childhood friends ended very romantically and hopefully.
The girls cheered and jeered after seeing the kiss, one side of the party disliking the fact that one of the princes of Kuoh was apparently taken now and the other now glad that they didn't have to worry about having to woo him anymore. The boys all cheered unanimously, however, now knowing that they didn't have to compete with the chad of the Basketball team. Congratulations were made, though even they understood what limits were best kept between all of them.
Kiryuu Aika adjusted her glasses and tried to keep a blush from rising, and the banchou president of the Kendo club tried to resist the urge to cry in defeat. From a distance, the Occult Research Club and the Student Council stared aimlessly at the illusion, though only Sona seemed particularly hurt from what happened. All the same, the once seemingly business-only and uninterested Prince of Kuoh Academy, title generally shared with Kiba Yuuto of the Occult Research Club, Namikaze Haru kissed another girl after so long of not showing any particular feelings to the other sex.
They began to disperse even as Haru tried to dissuade the others from thinking that what they just saw was a fluke,—"Yeah right!" A certain Motohama and Matsuda shouted from their vantage point, though they were immediately ass kicked by some pretty vengeful female students from the Karate club,—to no avail. She waited it out until everyone left their private spot to leave the two alone, and glared at her.
"Well… This is your final decision. Break my heart and ruin your reputation, or…" She tried to hug her but was immediately swatted away to her dismay. "Accept me, and let me become the one and only to you."
Blinking, she had to ask. "Aren't Devil and Fallen Angel societies pretty polygamist, though?" She glared at her.
"Yes, and no. I don't want to go into deeper detail, but I'm sure you got the general idea, right?" She smiled still.
She took her own bag and began to walk away from Haru, leaving her be to wallow alone. "Take care of yourself, Haru-kun~! Ciao!" And so she left, and everyone else left as well.
She would try and call for her friends to come over and all, but she didn't really have that kind of luck at the moment. For one thing, Sona had a pretty severe look on her face that she didn't know how or when it came up. Dealing that would be problematic.
For another, she seemed mighty pissed at her on top of that. It meant that for the sake of her sanity it was ideal for her to stay away from her for the meantime in order to keep her and everyone else's sanities in check. She wondered what else was new.
All in all, her day went on as normal, with everyone gathering up to see the pretty interesting spectacles and Haru herself appearing to be some sort of godly chick magnet. Wonder what that was all about, huh. She took it in stride, and hoped that this wouldn't hurt or, improve her reputation any more than it should have, really.
She walked home and hoped that no one would really notice that something had changed. She plopped down on the chair, and sighed. Taking off the hat she put on after leaving the academy, she tried to sleep the rest of the day off. The male transformation wore off in an instant, and she shivered her way to sleep.