If There Are No Such Things as Magic [DISCONTINUED] (6/25/14)

[Crossing Crossroads]

If There Are No Such Things as Miracles...

Yes, yes, yes! First fic! But I was somewhat inspired by a music video, could you guess which one?~
 
It takes place in a prison. (Biggest clue ever...) It used to be original, until I remembered Majisuka Gakuen 3, which also takes place in a prison...

This is most likely a serious fic, and sadly, I was never one to know comedy. Or romance. But! I'll try to slip in some humor here and there, and hopefully get better at romance.
 
Also, the members will probably go by any nicknames they have in Majisuka Gakuen or some other drama if any, or if not, obviously by their names. I have self-confidence issues... isitgoodenough?ENJOY!
 

Prologue?
 
Maeda Atsuko, a rather silent and odd girl, stared at the ground as if it was something interesting to do. The van was silent with sound of whistling winds against the window. The rumble of the worn-out, half unscrewed seats would move after each bump and made it unsafe for both parties- the police and the prisoners- of the van. All one could see were dead grass plains, with bare roads as its lead to their destination. The air was dead and stunk as if someone had been beaten dead.
 
The odd fashionable clothing of prison suits were given to prisoner half of the residents of the van, including her, were styled with randomized studs around the collars and cuffs. At the shoulders, some it would puff up in points like some villains' outfits would, and some would appear puffy instead. They had one belt strapped fairly tight at the upper waist, and two loose ones hanging alongside it. They were handed specialized boots that fit their feet perfectly, and leaving space for possible growth, as if they planned to keep them as prisoners until the time ran out. There were zippers starting at the cuffs of the sleeve as if to help relieve heat in the summer. At the left breast, there would be a specialized number for each person, and in a smaller font beneath, there would be a small print of their last name.
 
The most dangerous prisoners would be handcuffed to the railings or whatever that would attach them to the van. (Some would be unfortunate enough to be handcuffed to the pole above their heads.) As some were unable to move, they fought against it, as if sure they could break free of their bond with enough effort. The policemen sat and watch at their fruitless efforts.
 
'Didn't they know?' The policemen probably thought, 'They'll never escape with what they are now and with where they’re going.'
 
Atsuko, as a lone watcher, looked around the room and could tell, half of these people - or perhaps even all of them - didn't belong here. Just like her.

(Yokoyama/921208) A girl beside her, hair a black color and wavy and curly as it could be with a dull brown color in certain strands of hair, sat in silence as well. There was no possible way to sense what she was thinking except the visible shake in her hands, showing fright. Her eyes found refugee under her bangs, as if to hide in the dark from the world. Her petite facial structure gave Atsuko a sensibility that this girl was innocent for whatever they posed on her.
 
(Matsui/920727) Across from her, was a girl in her teen years as everyone here was. She didn't seem any older than seventeen as she looked menacingly out the window across from her, looking like she was glaring at Atsuko for observing her. Her outstanding brown eyes were sharp. Her hair was a pure color of black with strands of hair sticking out in all the right places to make her the wild beautiful type. Her hair was as long as it seemed, though difficult to measure, as a certain amount of her hair was mounted to one side. Her tough exterior could not portray any fear, if any, in her heart, she knew.
 
(Minegishi/921115) The girl on her other side seemed to notice her as she was staring at the others in the van. She attentively waved a hand in her face, as if to catch her attention. "Hey... Heeeey! Are you there?"
 
The girl had the obvious hair color of black that was curled messily. Her wide eyes were concentrated in her odd form of entertainment as her mouth opened slightly, taking breaths through the mouth instead of the nose. Her absent gaze was one that one could be described as a lunatic's, wide and unblinking. Her brown eyes made no effort to creep her out. Atsuko resisted the urged to shiver. Although this girl had a childish and naive personality so far, 'But maybe,' Atsuko thought, 'Maybe she belongs here.' Perhaps she was arrested for murder? Or maybe stalking? Oh god, who knew.
 
Atsuko liked to avoid these type of people, resulting her to ignore the girl, like she'd ignored everything else in her life until now, and avoid her gaze and concentrate on floor once again. The girl seemed adamant to knock her in the head for an answer, but ignored temptation as she sat back onto her seat, handcuffs on her wrists as if normal. She stared directly ahead in an unfocused daze at another teen with hair dark and short.

(Miyazawa/900813) The brown-haired girl glared at the one with the curls, seemingly to have caught her gaze. The girl seemed just as menacing as the one beside her, the one with wild hair. She was frustrated and currently very hot-tempered. She reached her own peak when she suddenly stood up and grabbed at the girl at her collar, shaking at her and yelling, "Is there something wrong with my face or are you just retarded?" and such things.
 
The girl shook along with the fierce one's actions and made silent effort to push her away before it would do real damage to her. Finding it useless, she, too, grabbed the other girl's collar.
 
A policeman immediately shot up, pushing the two apart and beating both with his baton while their attempts at blocking him rendered useless. "Shut the fuck up and sit down!"
 
Finally choosing the option to ignore what was happening, she turned to look outside the window behind her, playing a depressing game of "iSpy" with herself until she arrived at her hell.
 
"iSpy with my little eye..." she sang softly, catching the attention of both the silent girl's and the one with the sharp eyes.


I envy people with good imagination and having some of the best ultra twists in a story ever...

This was actually already like this when I'd first written it, only I had different characters so I had to change a little to lot of the character descriptions, and I'd even taken some parts of the description out. I was also too lazy to add some parts, so I left them in parentheses and italics. 

I'm also on a quest to read all the AKB48 fanfiction here... Wish me luck on this long heartbreaking journey...

There are sure to be unstable updates, but thank you for reading...

Edit: OHLORD. Despite reading the prologue several times, I didn't catch a mistake I made. Ahhh, so embarrassed... I forgot to replace one of the previous character's name with Atsuko's... Ahhhhh... I hope there isn't another...

[Flean]

Welcome to hell world of writing Crossing Crossroads-san? lol..

ah! prison themed fic.. as long there will be AtsuMina in action going on I shall be stalking this fic.. 

if you need any ideas or suggestions.. feel free to PM any writers here..lol..  as far as I know, everyone here really nice!!   

and some writers are even really good with actions, comedy and trolling.. 

I'm also on a quest to read all the AKB48 fanfiction here... Wish me luck on this long heartbreaking journey...

Good luck on your quest..lol.. 

[sakura_drop_]

Good luck!!! I believe you will find many great fics here

OMG, prison theme... It's THAT PV!!!!

So I have this little tiny speculation... That my dearest Yuko-sama and the rest of the gang (Rena-sama/Gekikara, Mariko-sama/Sado-san, NyanNyan/Torigoya, Tomochin/Shibuya and Yukirin/Black) are already in the prison... I wonder where and who is Bakamina... 

I am curious about the plot, and how things will turn out... I somehow believe this other Matsui is Jurina/Center because of my previous speculation, but I can be wrong...

Anyway, I'll be waiting for your update!

[ChuuuPuffss]

Waaaaaa~ Awesome fic ! I'm totally interested even tho it's still the prologue ? 1st chapter ? lol watevs 
Since u said this was gonna be a serious fic, then... YAY I'm too excited that I don't know if I'll survive before u update 
Romance ?? ... MAYUKI !!! 
Please continue 

[Crossing Crossroads]

If There Are No Such Things as Miracles
 

AHHHHH!!!! GOD. It's been a while. -sigh- Laziness is incredible. I haven't even started my summer homework yet. Looks like I'm going to be doing this soon.

I loved the new PVs... (Gingham Check, Show Fight, etc...) AND THE TOKYO DOME NEWS. YAY TAKAMINA. ALLHAILLLLL. And then the shuffle. Okay, shutting up about that now.

I reread the prologue countless times, and after the tenth time I read it, I realized that I made Miichan out to sound like a new member of the "Psychotic" club. Yay! Newly made psychos! Ahaha...

I've also noticed that my writing seemed a bit more 'professional' than the norm. (Darn you, inspiration.)

Lastly, sometime later, you'll see that I've used a lot of ideas from MG3. Yay no more originality! 

But, otherwise, enjoy!~


Chapter one

Atsuko silently stared at the bricked cage, collecting her emotions into a hidden chest and daring to showing no fear.

An impatient policeman, the same that had beaten the other two before, whipped his baton once and kicked her out of the vehicle, yelling hateful things as she bumped into the one in front of her. "You're too slow! Move, idiot! You're holding the line!"
 
(Kashiwagi/910715) The girl who she had just bumped into turned her head quickly at Atsuko, almost whipping her hair in her face, as she turned to glower at her. Atsuko felt barely a chill in her heart as the dull glare stayed for a second longer as the girl walked ahead in order to avoid being treated the same.

(Sashihara/921121) Someone was shoved into her as she turned to give the girl a small emotionless look. This time it was someone she didn't care to take notice in the bus. She looked up in short fear before putting on a mask as Atsuko was. The girl took hold of one of her belt loops, somehow knowing and understanding that Atsuko wasn't the type to cause a commotion like the currently two beaten girls, and definitely not as violent.
 
With this silence, they made their way to the gates as their handcuffs clanked.


The prison seemed to be huge, but not quite. The halls were big enough for just three with personal space. The doors looked and seemed to be made of hard metal as the guards shoved and shut the first prisoner in with a loud bang and an echo to follow. They made patterns with the number of prisoners to go to each room and with each bang and echo, it seemed as though the doors were repeating each other, making themselves play rounds of a song.

Finally, it ended with Atsuko. The grip on her belt did not falter as she and the girl were both pushed from behind into the same room and the expected slam.

Atsuko, who had lost balance once she was shoved in, continued to sit as she let her eyes take in her surroundings.

In each corner were two bunk beds. Directly in the center was the bathroom. It was little relief that the door to the bathroom was a normal wooden door, which made Atsuko feel a bit more comfortable. The walls were dull as there seemed to be a leaky faucet in the other corner of the room as a mini fridge stood next to it. There were horizontal and vertical bars on the window sills and countless air fresheners on the ceiling. Above the entrance door, there was a clock ticking to 12 as it turned 11:00.

As she was about to sit up, she was pulled back down by the forgotten acquaintance's hold on her. The girl quickly apologized and bowed as she let go.

"It's fine, Sashihara," Atsuko whispered. Sashihara had a surprised face on her. "Your last name is on your suit." She nodded slowly as she followed Atsuko to stand up.

Passing by an unexpectedly occupied top bunk, Atsuko saw a figure with two different breathing rhythms. However, no curiosity peaked her as she decided to lay on the bottom bunk across from the occupied bunk bed and closed her eyes.

Sashihara was lost as she stood in the middle of the room. Atsuko opened her eyes and sighed, "Sleep."

She was about to step over to the other bottom bunk when Atsuko spoke up again, "On the top bunk over here. There should be someone occupying that one."

There was another silent nod from Sashihara.

Honestly, when did she become Sashihara's caretaker?


I suddenly realized something as I wrote the description of the room... Where the hell do the residents of Prison Hope go to go to the bathroom? To shower? Oh the complexities of Prison Hope. 

AIYAYAYAAAA, AIYAYAYAAAA, AIYAYAYAAAAAAAAA!! OH OH! 

[sakura_drop_]

Before going back to the shadows...

So my speculations about Black were wrong... But I hope I guessed at least a bit... Yuko-sama has to appear!!

[miayaka]

Honestly, when did she become Sashihara's caretaker?

hahaha the same thing on my mind!
your fic is good! keep it up and up and up!!
Looking forward on your next update 

[kuronekosan]

It's the alive PV!! Yay! This looks really interesting. I wonder what the system will be like here. Speaking of MG3, did you realise that some girls were locked in normal cells while our main characters had rooms?? Confusing right? And why would a delinquent prison let them have their own fridge? In the latest ep, Tetsuo revealed that if you were a model prisoner for 10? years, you're set free. But the others denied that. So if they're trapped for such a long time, where are the older girls? They all seem to be around that age group only. Is it related to the next ep and their bracelets? Do they die, or get transferred to another prison with a different age group? Arrrrggghhhh!! I can't wait for the next ep. Jurina just HAD to be the big bad boss. The almighty Nobunaga. Cause she's just awesome that way!But if Jurina's kicking ass there, they've got to add Mayu in somehow!!

Look at this. You bring out the fangirl in me Crossroads-san!!

[Wmatsui22]

UPDATE!!!!!!!!!!


UPDATE!!!!!!!!!!


UPDATE!!!!!!!!!!

i hope it's atsumina pairing

thank you

[Crossing Crossroads]

If There Are No Such Things as Magic

*Forgot to reply to comments*

@Flean: Thank you for your 'blessing'. AHAHA. But, thank you in general.

@sakura_drop_: Aha, it seems so... Of course, Yuko will appear. What kind of fic would this be without a Yuko? +w+ I'm somewhat tempted to make slight TakaYuko and AtsuYuu, but hfasjrhshgf. LOL.

@kuronekosan: Oh! It looks like we get along very well with our fangirling tendencies. Hehehe... Yes! The ALIVE PV! But I think I'll just end up mixing ALIVE and MG3 together. XDD But that makes it so much better, the girls locked up, I mean. I guess we know where Miichan is going, don't we? Who knows about the fridge, I guess they get privileges for being one of the best teams? Who knows?

About that... Tetsuo seems like the innocent/dense-from-the-rules type of person. I don't know, but anyways, Tetsuo seems like the type of person, to me, to not know the rules of the prison with that thought. I'm not exactly sure if they'll really get out through 10 years of good behavior, but since by then, they'll be old enough and legal, so they (those who haven't done anything entirely wrong) might be let out, or (those who did) like you said, are transferred to another prison. (MG3 makes us forget prison sentences, apparently? Aha.)

But onwards, AHHHHH. JURINAAAA  I seriously loved the voice she used for Nobunaga, somewhat. It was softer than what she did for Center (who was a person who loved to fight and was loud in my perspective). And more mysterious too~ But I guess that's required though to play Nobunaga~

OHGOD,DIDYOUJUSTMENTIONMAYU? YES, SHE HAS TOO. I DEMAND IT. AHAHA. It would be lovely if she did appear though.

@miayaka, ChuuuPuffss, Wmatsui22: I'm glad you like it. 


Last chapter was devastatingly short. I'm incredibly discontent with the shortness. It was even shorter than the prologue (from view and quantity). 

Lately, I've noticed that I, for the most part, don't really care what I ship in AKB anymore, and I feel like exploring these random (or not?) pairings in my fic~ (but of course ending with our most favorite ones~) YAY, FREE VIPPPPPPPP... ANDCREDITCARDZZ, 'CAUSE I'M BROKEEE~ ...  ...

But... I'm thoroughly confused whether I should do BuraGeki(YukiRena) and CenNezu(JuriMayu) or MaYuki and WMatsui. I mean, I adore all four pairings. (SHARE, MY FRIENDS. SHARE YOUR GIRLFRIENDS. )

I can't even imagine the members in the original outfit anymore. It's all MAJISUKAPRISONERSUITS. So if you would or prefer to, feel free to imagine them in Majisuka Prison suits (with or without the team signs, it doesn't matter), 'cause I do. (I think Acchan would look nice in them MG3 'fits. )

Majisuka Prison title, taken. Idea of poisonous bracelets... I'm not sure, I kind of want make them collars instead though. (On second though, that'd be a bit weird.) But thinking about it, bracelets are best. ONWARDS!! Enjoy~


Chapter two

"Ping, pong, pang, pong!" the speaker echoed.

Atsuko jumped awake as the speakers screamed into the room, her surrounding unfamiliar for a moment before realizing her new "home." She layed and stared at the top bunk as the person on the speakers continued to talk.

"Welcome to Majisuka Prison! Are you doing well with your new inmates?" A disgusting laugh from the speaker as the voice went cold. "Get used to it, 'cause you're never getting out. Ever," and it went silent.

(Kizaki/960211) Her head turned to the clock. 11:34 turning to the next minute. It was just barely 35 minutes past 11, and although she was tired and her eyes droopy, she couldn't fall back asleep. Her senses were on some kind of alarm as she felt a pair of eyes watching her. She turned her head across from her as she saw a girl staring at her, unfazed about her appearance.

Slowly, she sat up and made her bed, and spoke up, "I suppose you and the one on the top bunk are the new ones here?"

Atsuko sat up giving her a nod, not yet trusting her enough with her voice.

"Well then..." she turned as she took at few steps towards Atsuko, throwing out her hand and smiling widely, surprising Atsuko with her friendliness. Nonetheless, she took her hand in a handshake. "My name's Peace. What's your name?" Before Atsuko could say anything, she spoke up again. "Well, I suppose I should know it. It's on your shirt after all, so how about your nickname?"

"I don't have one," Atsuko said.

"...I guess that's inevitable, so how about you?" Peace looked up in a gesture for another handshake. Ah, Sashihara must be awake.

"Sasshi," she said, a bit afraid to take her hand, and her voice a bit off. "My friends used to call me Sasshi. Or Wota."

"Sasshi, huh? Could we be friends? The three of us?"

Atsuko said nothing, and Sashihara followed. Peace frowned slightly, "I guess not then."

(Komori/940719) A squeak from the bed behind her had her turning around to see a head popping out of the blankets, and then the back of one more. "Mou, Mukuchi-san, when are you going to stop sleeping over? You're going to be caught one day, you know!" Mukuchi nodded in a blank stare. "But I guess it doesn't matter. It won't stop you anyhow," Peace sighed.

(Akicha/911003) "Urasai..." said the other one, throwing her pillow at Peace and turning her head to her. "If Mukuchi wants to stay, she can stay..."

Peace threw it back to the girl. "Akicha-san, you should get out of bed now. It'll be noon soon, we'll miss lunch."

"The lunch sucks anyways! Ask them for something good," Akicha said, rubbing her eyes before adding excitedly. "Like cake! Or hormones!" Mukuchi nodded energetically in agreement.

"I can only ask to for so many things a month, Akicha-san," Peace said while she turned back to Atsuko and Sashihara. "I don't suppose you got anything for breakfast upon coming here. Shall we go for lunch?"


Peace led them through the previously empty, but now full of delinquents, halls. Akicha and Mukuchi followed, although giving a sudden liking to Sashihara as Akicha hung her arm around the lightening Sashihara's neck.

'Good, at least I won't have to keep an eye on her,' Atsuko thought. She really didn't like the thought of being Sashihara's "pretend mom."

Peace spoke as if she rehearsed everything before everyone's arrival. She had explained that the prison was very much designed to be like a school. Everyone under their teen years stayed mathematically educated to a certain grade in their time, and in order for those over twenty to remember their education, they left out sheets of paragraph problems in order for those of all ages to answer for their meal of the day.

Peace spoke about who not to fight, and who to fight against if it ever happened, possibly resulting to a broken bone or two, or perhaps worse. Peace had also included the mention of "clubs", also known as "Teams" in the prison. There was a variety of clubs to hear of, having Atsuko lose interest and count by the time she ran out of fingers and toes to count.

"Well, most of them are at the bottom of the food chain though. We're lucky, Akicha-san, Mukuchi-san, and I. We were invited to some of the better, well-known teams that are also at peace with each other," and before arriving and entering the usual hang out where she and many other familiar friends ate, she turned and spoke seriously. "But listen. You don't ask for an invitation. You don't do anything to demand one. You do nothing. They come to you, you don't come to them. Be careful with the other teams out there, okay? You could become a target of some kind of bullying."

"I don't want to join a team anyways," Atsuko said as she passed through the door. She heard a small, "Eh?" as she did.

Peace shrugged uncertainly as she watched Atsuko walk in with her friend's eyes watching her carefully. Peace explained the others quickly about the new arrivals in their room. Some nodded in comprehension, others silent or indulging in a staring contest, or just didn't care.

Sashihara was pulled over to a small group with a green jacket as their signature. Akicha and Mukuchi preferred to introduce her as Wota instead of Sasshi. As this was happening, Atsuko felt a sense of being lost, but did not regret having Sashihara taken away from her as... whatever she was.

Atsuko opted for a corner to sit in as she sat silently, closing her eyes in sudden tiredness. A clatter came from right next to her as Peace gave her her lunch.

"First timers always get the first day of "homework" off," Peace smiled and waved a small bye as she walked over to a group of seven. "Befriend someone okay? I'll be going now."


It had been a number of days now, a little over a week, and she found the problems relatively easy to solve. Atsuko couldn't help but agree that the food didn't taste quite right, but it was better than starving. She'd spent her days doing nothing but staring out the window and into the woods as if there was something to look at other than the trees and dead grass.

She kept silent most of the days and nights she was there, only communicating with her roommates to a minimum. Sashihara had gotten more cheerful as of late, not only gaining some new friends, but joining a team that they apparently called "Team Hormone" after the members had figured her love for meat.

Honestly, it was stupid. Who names a 'club' Hormone? But it didn't really matter to her, what they named their 'club' was their business.

(Itano/910703) Just as she was about to finish the last of her lunch, someone kicked it out of her hand, causing the food to soil itself on the ground. Atsuko looked up to see a girl from another team that was in a truce between Hormone and Habu (Peace's team), staring at her with a face that obviously told her that she was pissed off.

"Shibuya-san!" someone from Peace's team yelled, while others came right after in discontent. "Please, stop!"

"You must be a pretty conceited person, huh, Maeda?" she started. "Saying you don't need a team and all. Acting like no one is worthy of your voice."

Atsuko replied in silence.

"Please, Shibuya-san, she's a friend. Nakama," Peace ran over, followed by another from her team and several from others such as Sashihara and her roommates.

"She isn't in a team yet, at least not one from here," Shibuya said. "She doesn't count."

"But she's done nothing wrong yet."

"But it pisses me off!" Shibuya yelled, pushing Peace out of the way, aiming a punch at Atsuko's face. "Do you think you're a princess or something? Is this place not good enough for you? You're dirt just like the rest of us."

Still, Atsuko said nothing. "Say something, newcomer."

(Yagami/940613) "Shibuya-san, I don't think Maeda-san thinks that way, so please stop," the other girl said, landing a hand on Shibuya's shoulder.

Shibuya swiped it away, resisting the urge to smack the girl which could result to a small "civil" war if she did. "Shut up, Komimi. Her attitude pisses me off. Something about her really pisses me off," she said her last words as she stormed off.

Peace jumped in to look at the area where Atsuko was hit. "Do you think you'll need ice on it?" Peace worried. Atsuko really didn't seem like the type to fight to Peace, convincing her that Atsuko had the same skill level in fighting as her, which was not very good.

Atsuko shook her head to a 'no'. "I'll be fine," she whispered as she picked up the spilled food. In one smooth motion, she walked out of the room, throwing the food away and leaving an awkward atmosphere behind.


While everyone listens to AKB's hard songs like Show Fight while writing scenes like this, I'm listening to songs such as SKE's Aun No Kiss and Kiss Datte Hidarikiki, and AKB's Ponytail to shushu and Sweet and Bitter, and subunit's positive/cutesy songs. LOL.

And the dialogue has picked up! A lot!

Sometimes I think about how some people use Takamina's last name for her male persona/character in stories with the name Kai. And then I think of Takamina's nickname which has half of both her names in it, and I think, "What if you did that to her male name?" TaKai. "Isn't 'takai' something similar to tall or high?" And I laugh. At the hilarious irony.

Focusing back on the story, I was really tempted to have Atsuko find Sashihara in her bed with her when she woke up. But nah. AHAHA. AtsukoxSashiko would be a curious pairing, wouldn't it? Besides that, I pretty much didn't know where I was going with this chapter, but oh well! It ended nicely. 

Stable updates are unstable!

[Sieka]

Hi hi!
Just gonna post a short comment, I'll give you a long proper comment after my finals exam are over.

You have an interesting plot here, taking up the prison theme from MG3 was really a great idea and you had made me crave for it because, its an MG fic, and anything related to MG and all its characters are bound to be awesome. And indeed it is, your prologue and chapters so far have been holding my interest, I wonder when the fight scenes will occur though? I wanna see our lovely prisoners get into action.

Mah, enough of this. I'll really give you a proper comment after exams!
Thanks for the good read....

And...you sure do listen to really cute and upbeat songs, I myself have a penchant for listening to songs while writing, most of which I listen to are usually dramatic and melancholic songs when I write (which somehow fits anyways). And...letsee...YukiRena, JuriMayu, MaYuki and WMatsui pair...can all four of them just be paired to each other? I don't mind one bit if you do that, that's much more better than drama and angst going in the background, ah, mah mah if I consider it that I want something...less painful? I do like YukiRena and JuriMayu a little too much though than the popular pairing itself.

[kuronekosan]

Yay!! update. Heh heh. should have seen a Komimi insert coming. It's cute the way Wota joined Team Horumon. They're an indispensable unit in MG universe! Yea and the Takai bit is funny. Probably why fans don't use that nickname too.

[kahem]

Hehe I like this new fic~
Can't wait for others characters to appear hehe

[Crossing Crossroads]

If There Are No Such Things as Magic


@Seika: Omg, thankyou. I don't know, your comment was quite lengthy compared to others. LOL. I do listen to upbeat songs while writing these kinds of things. Thing is, sometimes when I write, I don't catch myself trying to match the song with the actual text. I don't want that somewhat. AHA.

Ohgosh. I do intend to include all four pairings, but I don't know what the final pairings should be. Or... do you mean... they share? -insert "If you know what I mean" meme here- I could imagine a rivalry between Yuki and Jurina over both girls. AHAHA. It would be lovely. Dominancedominancedominancedominance! OkayI'msorryI'llstopthat. LOL. Continuing on...

Your post brought something to light in me, and I realized... I was avoiding a fight scene! (Oh, shame on me!) And I didn't have a motive for Acchan to fight! The horror! I'll be changing that somehow. Thanks for putting that to light~ Good luck on your exams!

@kuronekosan: And here comes another! You should've, shouldn't you... Meh, I don't know. AHA... WHOOO!! TEAM HORMONE!! ... I hear you've got exams as well? Good luck to you too!

@kahem: Mhmhmhm... Thank you for reading this fic. I find my title a bit... I don't know... not interesting, so I'm happy to see that you and many other readers selected this fic. I'll try my hardest to insert members as soon as I can, and wherever they fit! There will be some people that shouldn't be in a team, in a team. Like Team Hormone, I don't think Team Hormone should stay as a 5-man team in this fic, you know? Like the teppen, the members that stand out, and then the not-so-much-standing-out members.


AHHHH. School finally starts tomorrow... Nooo. Let me wallow in my AKB obsession more!! (I should be finishing up my summer homework... Essay and all.)

Wahhh, I'm making Atsuko so careless... Damn, aha. But ohnoes! It has an AtsukoxPeace vibe now! (Ohnoezz, I intended ParuxPeace but I haven't the time and place to bring in Paru.) But now I guess I'll try to start raising a bit of suspense. Try. Can you guess who's going to be joining us for this project?

Other than that, I'm starting to worry about a lot of things besides the outcome of this fic. Homework and such things... I don't have class with any of my friends for the [major] classes I know I'll have trouble in most. I'm an antisocial person off the internet, I don't know how I'll survive.


Chapter three

A few mornings later, it felt nothing different from her now everyday life. She would wake up at a certain time, whether she missed breakfast or not didn't matter to her very much. There would be the normal, yet annoying, everyday announcements about simply nothing. They were insults more than anything set to try and anger them. She would gaze out the window, get her next meal, go back to gazing out the window, take a short shower, and go back to sleep. It was a rather dull lifestyle if anyone asked.

Shibuya didn't dare to confront Atsuko anymore after receiving a scolding from the official teppen of the three truced teams. She pointed out that even if Atsuko was not part of the teams, she had done nothing wrong, and picking a fight with someone who had no intention to fight back was fruitless to anyone's effort.

Occasionally, there would be things that attracted her attention, like an intense fight between two people. For example, there had been a fight between to rivaling teams' teppen in the hallway attracting attention from others, including hers'. It was quite amusing for her to watch also she was no longer such a fan of fighting. Occasionally, the reasons could be when some people from the three truced teams would have some kind of event, like a weekly competition of sorts.

(Oshima/881017) "Ohayo, Minna!" someone came through the door, as if nonchalant and ignorant of her surroundings. She was a rather cheerful person, and recognized as the real teppen. The teppen's eyes caught someone in the corner of her eyes, glomping the person into a hug/choke hold. "Ooh! Takabaka! I haven't seen you in quite a while. How's life?"

(Takahashi/910408) "How else, Yuko-midget?" 'Takabaka' said, struggling in the hold.

Yuko tsked, moving her index finger from side to side. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. You're shorter than me, don't forget that, Takahashi."

Nothing really took to Atsuko's attention until she had heard that name. Takahashi. A fond name in her past life. For a moment, Atsuko had turned her head away from the window to look at the two attracting attention, she could not actually make out the figure of the shorter individual. Her hair was tied in a low and short ponytail.

"Shut up, Yuko!" Takahashi said, crouching herself down and slipping out of the teppen's hold. "Life hasn't changed in a long while. And it never will. Even for you."

"Ah, but we've got new ones here who arrived last month, remember?" she said, putting an arm over her shoulder. "Have you gotten to know anyone yet? Gotten an invite to a team? Is that why we haven't seen you in some weeks? Speaking of which, why do you keep rejecting us? You're a great fighter, after all. We'd love to have you."

"No," Takahashi muttered, brushing Oshima's arm off again and turning to her. "I don't want to be in a team. That's all."

Atsuko could see a bit of Takahashi's face, causing her to widen her eyes and run out of the room like a nightmare was chasing after her.


Atsuko opened the entrance to her room with a hard and quick push and pull and closed it as soon as she entered the room. For the second time since coming to the prison, she felt uncomfortable and outcasted despite becoming accustomed to the prison and it being true due to her antisocial personality.

She knew that face. She knew Takahashi, and very well at that. She'd searched for this person since the start of junior year in high school, and as she was always alone because of this person's 'disappearance', she was often pushed around while she had no intention to fight.

In normal circumstances, Atsuko would've confronted Takahashi. However, this was in no way normal. At all. How could Atsuko confront Takahashi with all the shit she probably had Takahashi go through? She couldn't even bring herself to say her name. This was the first time in a long time that Atsuko was frustrating in anything. She had already swallowed hope of seeing Takahashi again, only to find her here, in the same prison as her, around the same people as her.

She heard the screech of her door opening, and in popped Sashihara with a screeching close. Sashihara plopped herself next to Atsuko, both silent and quiet. Sashihara seemed ready to listen to Atsuko with whatever was bothering her. She waited and waited. And she kept waiting, laying down on Atsuko's mattress as she did.

Atsuko gave a small indication of smiling at her laying back. "You've gotten more... disrepectful lately."       

"Gomen," Sashihara said, sitting up. "it's just... you know-"

"But that's good," Atsuko said, pushing her back down and giving her permission to lay down. "'Cause you won't be clingy with me," she teased.

Sashihara gave a small smile. "I know, I'm sorry."

"But you're not a very social person, are you Maeda-san?"

"Hmm, I guess not..."

"And something happened earlier, didn't it, Maeda-san?"

Atsuko didn't reply to this. "What was it? N-not that I'm trying to pry. It's okay if you-"

Atsuko shook her head. "No, it's fine. It was nothing," Atsuko said. Although this conversation with Sashihara had nothing in particular to be heart-lightening about, Atsuko did feel better and more herself, "but I particularly feel sleepy... could you..?"

"Hai! Gomen!" Sashihara shot off the bed.

Atsuko chuckled, giving Sashihara a pat on the back in a friendly affection. "You should go, huh? The Hormone members will wonder," she said as she laid on her bed, leaving Sashihara to make her way to the door and out.


"Ne, Yuko," Takahashi said, nudging Yuko. "Who was that earlier?"

"Hm? Who was who?" Currently, Yuko was concentrated on some [deep] skinship with another one or two of the members.

"The girl that ran out," Takahashi said. "She new?"

"Yup, and just about four times as antisocial as you," Yuko said, stopping her tracks in harassing others. "Shibuya was pissed and nearly beat her if not for Komimi. She doesn't seem to be like the type to fight or cause any big trouble. Makes you wonder how she got herself here, doesn't it?"

"Maybe her position is the same as Paru over there," Takahashi said. "Are they still trying to look for the murderer?"

"Yeah. But that girl, her name's Maeda and that's all anyone knows," Yuko said, looking at Takahashi. "What, you interested in her?"

Takahashi breathed in deeply in thought and sighed it out. "Maybe, maybe not..."


Sashihara made her way towards the hang out again, passing past cells of others on penalty who called out to her harshly, but didn't dare reach out and lay a hand on her knowing she was part of Team Hormone. It was quite awesome. She felt like she had some type of power, though knowing the influence was only because she was part of a team in truce with two other famous teams.

(Kitahara/910624) In surprise, Sashihara was pulled to one jail cell as the girl stared at her deeply. "Have I seen you before?" she said before smiling in a calm yet creepy way and then laughing.

Sashihara tried to pull away, twisting her arm around, only to get herself in an odd angle and face pulled almost to the bars of the cell as the girl breathed on her cheek. Her grip was tight on her suit, wrinkling her sleeve as she gripped tighter.

The girl licked her lips as if ready to eat something after a number of absent meals for her stomach.

Sashihara delivered a kick at the girl, and then a punch when it wasn't exactly effective... nor was the punch.

(Shizuka/911298, Nito/920722) A chorused yell sounded."Hey! What the hell are you doing?" the two people yelled, pulling Sashihara away from the cell with much effort and succeeding.

Shizuka gave her a successful kick on the gut, making her fall back on her back. The girl's smile remained as she gave a short giggle.

Both Nito and Shizuka, her fellow Hormone members, helped her up and led her away from the cell with the almost silent laugh echoing from behind them.


I don't know. Yuko sounds like a pimp. AHAHA. Deep-skinshipping with members (Let your imagination run wild.) part of the truce. Oh god.

You didn't expect Kitahara in a jail cell, did you? Thought she was in Team Hormone, didja? WRONG! She's taking as the crazy cameo she got in MG3! Yaaay! I think I gave her something similar to Gekikara's character. Or maybe KitaRie is sexually frustrated? AHAHAHA!! (I'm really dying to use their first names here, but I don't know how to get to that level with how much seriousness I'm putting in here... LOL...)

I could not find another way to make it interesting other than to bring in our beloved midget(s). I had actually planned to bring her later into the story, but the only word that could get Atsuko fighting is "Maji-" right? Yuko had already demanded no one beat a friend, even in they weren't in a team yet. Since she is not out of commission in anyway, no one would have the guts to go against Yuko's words. Without Atsuko fighting anyone until something-chapters later is increasingly boring, no? Thus, our midget's entrance. I'm afraid that I might be lost on how to continue later on.


Random insert..~

So on the second day of September, I dreamt of SKE. LOL. The good thing? It's SKE, duh. The bad thing? It was a zombie apocalypse. (I often get these dreams. It's quite awesome frankly. I love nightmares. I'mnotweird.) Can't say whether Jurina or Rena was there, but Miichan and KitaRie did make a cameo of themselves in my dream. LOL. (They were driving a car to escape from the zombies invading their house.) And I can sure damn tell you that Kumi was squished between Kanon and Yuria, for those who dig either coupling. I think Churi was there too...

It wasn't even the right atmosphere, but the Kumi in my dreams really wanted to kiss the both of them. (Chu~ chu~ Kumi~) But my dream ended before anything could happen... Kanon was reluctant to get in the car because the backseat didn't have enough space for four people. (Too bad! She would've had to go in anyways! Kumi ain't gonna let Kanon become a zombie!) I think Kumi really wanted her on her lap, but Yuria didn't quite let that happen. AHAHAHA. I want more dreams like this.  ...

[Crossing Crossroads]

If There Are No Such Things as Magic


I really couldn't think and write a lot for this chapter. I feel like the quality dropped a lot. School is stopping my train of thought, and it's killing me that I have these ideas but I can't start the engine. Also, I feel like I should change the title. And I think I might. (Back when I wrote anime fanfiction, I often used to do this too.) Just a heads up.

But enough about me, you want the next chapter, no? *imitates Mario's voice* LET'S GOO.


Chapter four

The next several days were spent watching one another. Atsuko remained antisocial but more conscious about things around her. Now and then, she would sneak looks at Takahashi when she happened to appear in the room, and when Atsuko turned away, Takahashi would do the same. Never did their eyes meet once out of coincidence.

During this time, Atsuko had also started attracting attention from others outside the truced teams. Since she seemed weak to them, it made her vulnerable for any ambushes in the near future. But the fact didn't bother her until one day as she was making her trek back to her room.

First it was just one person in front of her before it multiplied to a club or two full of them. The first one, who seemed to be the leader, spoke up first. "So you're 'Maeda'?"

Atsuko said nothing in return, which had her speak up again. "I guess you are. They said you wouldn't say anything."

Truthfully, this was Atsuko's first time encountering someone outside of the truce circle, she didn't really know how to react. She looked around her, seeing that she was surrounded by both sides of the hallway. She carefully heard excited whispers outside of her barriers. Finally, a noobie could show her potential.

"You're free territory, right?" she smirked. "There's no harm in having some fun, right girls?"

Atsuko squinted her eyes, understanding perfectly where this was leading. She took no stance though.

The leader took the first step and charged at her, aiming a shot at her stomach first before another flew to her face.

Despite the two hit combination, Atsuko blocked both arms quickly, grabbing her fists and twisting as another cry behind her signaled for the beginning of the charge of the leader's underlings. Her grip on the fists were let go as she went to block the other punches going her way, forcing her to circle around the surrounding group. She was keeping up, but just barely as a kick succeeded on reaching its target and caught her off guard.

Atsuko stumbled to the side, bumping into a couple of people as she fell and hit their feet, nearly kissing the ground. Seeing this, she could see she was no longer able to block or dodge their attacks as they all quickly began to kick at her, giving her no opening positions to stand and yelling empty comments.

A distinct yell from outside her barrier stopped everyone. Their stomps were loud as they ran down the hall, jumped and kicked a pair of two people to fall and enabling an opening of the persons barging in.

Atsuko recognized one as Oshima Yuko, their teppen and one of the shortest members of Rappappa. The other was Takahashi, the one she expected not to see. They both had a fierce expression on their face, with Oshima's the most fierce of all.

"You bastards... which one of you started this?" she started before her voice exploded and rang loud in the hall. "Which one of you decided to hurt one of our Nakama!"

The other girls grouped beside their leader, who spoke in a bit of a rather conceited way. "She's not signed right? She's free 'property'."

"She's not 'free property' if she's around me," Oshima said menacingly.


Sashihara felt lucky that Oya and Nito decided not to make a riot over it the day they found her reversely trapped against the prison cage by a crazed freak. She felt better off not making trouble, whether she asked for it or not. If her teammates had decided to announce it to the entire room of people, it could cause much of an attraction she didn't need in her life.

After all, it was just one person. To put three teams against a single person seemed hardly fair. Additionally, she was in her own personal prison 'cage'. These barely private rooms with bars resembled much like an old fashioned American prison drama.

What was the idea of that anyways?

Her curiosity had reached its peak. The number of times she had walked past these rooms helped feed her curiosity to a certain point and now, she can't help but ask what Peace had never explained.

"Peace," she tapped said person's shoulder.

"Hm?"

"You know those cage-like prison rooms on the way to our personal cafeteria?" Sashihara asked. Peace nodded, asking what about it. "What are they for? I mean, why are they there, and why is there always someone in there?"

Peace made a face of unsureness. "I don't know really," she said. "I think it's for discipline, and if not, for the other prison mate's safety, ironically. Or it might be for people who are..." she made swirls pointing to her head, "...not full with their deck of cards."

Peace made a thinking face before settling with a serious one, "If you think about it, it's them or us."

Sashihara made a face similar to worry. They let lunatics into this prison? Of course, she knew it when she saw someone like that on the ride here, but...  nonetheless, even if it was between them, it felt cruel and unjust to lock them up while they got to roam free...

"Why?" Peace interrupted her.

"I... I was just curious," Sashihara said, patting Peace's back and walking away, "Thanks."


"Majisuka..."

The word was a chant in her head, and the scene was a reliving memory as long as she was awake. She had never witnessed Yuko fight before. The wild but swift movements she professionalized in her fighting arts felt something new to Atsuko. She watched and grasped Yuko's technique. Yuko did not hold back, and took a hit if necessary for a better and harder attack. Her smaller frame enabled her to dodge better - quicker. Her partner only acted when she could, which was not very often, as Yuko's fury drove half of her body and controlled it to take most of the opposing side.

Takahashi didn't have to ready herself for battle and stood and struck when she felt necessary. She was beside Atsuko, who positioned herself to a sitting position rather than a laying position. Her awe towards Yuko canceled out her awkward feelings toward Takahashi being beside her.

Takahashi stared at Atsuko with disappointment and barely anger. She scratched an itch on her head as it slow progressed into a ruffle. She crossed her arms, calming herself. She sighed, "Majisuka..."

Her murmuring only brought Atsuko's attention back to the one next to her. She was now conscious of Takahashi although her eyes were still on Yuko who now seemed to be having fun rather than being in anger.

Yuko gave the finishing swing on the last person and turned to Atsuko and softly gave her hand out to her to grab. Atsuko didn't take her hand but stood on her own and bowing and said "Thank you for saving me," in a soft voice.

"It's not much of a big deal," Yuko said, wiping her fists which were slippery of blood. "Come to me if there's any trouble alright? I may look small but I pack a punch and I'm better than anyone else."

"Hai, Yuko-san," she bowed again.

"You can stop with that," Yuko said. "I hate formality."

Atsuko nodded slowly.

"You disappoint me," Takahashi scorned and walked away with a yell from Yuko.

"Oi! Takahashi!" Yuko ran after her.

She pretended it didn't hurt her, that what Takahashi said didn't take any effect on her. She was careful not to step on anything, or rather anyone, while walking through the maze of bodies in her way. Her eyes remained emotionless and her walk, silent.

As she entered her room, she closed the door with a soft but echoing ring.

And now here she was, in bed. She was currently missing dinner, having lost her appetite. While in her night set of clothes (To tell the truth, there wasn't a difference between their night uniform and their day uniform), she lay silent and unmoving, hoping to fall asleep to avoid thinking.

There was a soft knock at the door. She paused. She then laid spreadeagled, waiting for someone to say something. Instead there was another knock.

She swiftly made her way to the door, opening it and revealing who it was.

"You act as if you're under solitary confinement," she said.

"What are you doing here?" asked Atsuko.

"That should be my question, shouldn't it?" Takahashi said, sternly. Atsuko said nothing back. She held out a tray. "I'm here because Oshima forced me to. Here, your dinner."

She didn't know whether she should take it. "There's nothing wrong with it. Except for its bland taste."

Reluctantly, it was taken out of Takahashi's hand. Neither having nothing to say left, Atsuko closed the door as Takahashi lingered for moment and walked away.


It's really tiring to type "truced teams" everytime, and very dull. They're going to be officially be Rappappa altogether now. But other than that... I'm not sure you/I would call that a fight scene. It upsets me... The ending sucks too.

I realized that after Acchan left, second to Atsumina... I totally dig WMidget. And WMinami. (If we're talking about AKB here.) And JuriTaka seems to interest me. Notice that they all contain Takamina. (Actually, almost anything with W_____ would probably work for me. LOL.) I also want to read a Fujie Reina x Ishida Haruka fic. (So I hear they call each other husband and wife... hehehe... )

Other than that, I really want to read a [really cute] YukoxTakamina fic, no matter if just friendly interaction or more-than-friends interaction (winkwink). I want to readz one. Send me something? Someone?

[kuronekosan]

Yay!! Yuko in action...LOL!She's so awesome, Takamina barely needed to do anything. Waaah! I really want to know what happened between Takamina and Acchan. But I'll wait. I just love the nakama belief that they always portray in Majisuka Gakuen, even if some may find it cheesy. Oh, and I see you managed to address the issue of the caged cells. Haha!!

[m00nchild]

Nice Fiction,
Yuko and Takamina save Acchan,
how about others?
Yukirin , Rena only came out in chapter 1,
but didnt came out on others chapter.

Looking forward for the next update.

[Crossing Crossroads]

If There Are No Such Things as Magic


@kuronekosan: Lol. Thank you. And thank you for your comment.

@m00nchild: First of all, thank you!

Mn... How are you so sure it was Rena? (I'm joking, but I won't be saying whether it was Rena or Jurina since both options are still pretty open.) But that's true, Yukirin and Matsui (plus Sae and Miichan) only appeared in chapter 1. Two members of Hormone in chapter 2. Two more Hormone members and KitaRie in chapter 3. In due time, I will find a way to squeeze all these characters back in, but for now, Maeda, Sashihara, and (technically) Takahashi and Peace are our current main characters. Maeda, more so. (Actually, Peace is more like an important minor character that may or may not get her own screentime in this fic with her POV.)


My imagination went blank after taking the PSAT. (Um... I guess it's like a pre-test/exam that you take to see if you're legible for a scholarship once you get into college... ahh... I fell asleep so many times... *sad vampire*) If this chapter seems bland, it's perfectly my fault... I think... ^^"


Chapter five

A silence was something she couldn't take. She was granted a sleepless night. The ticking of the clocks taunted her to crazy as she heard her four companions breathe. No matter how peaceful it was, or if she was curled up in a ball with her eyes closed tightly or relaxed, she could not sleep. It was disturbing to her that her eyes would close, but her consciousness would not disappear.

She sneaked out of the room, careful to her surroundings and on-the-job guards. Her private destination was a hard place to get to. Guards were posted at many turns, conversing with each other so casually and so normally that it made her sick.

As soon as she could hear no one else, she headed to her nightly place of comfort. The surroundings were bare of dead grass and great cement buildings, and there in front of her was a garden of green. As its center, there was a tree alive and well before a collage of old crumbling graffiti. It could easily be seen as the most beautiful thing she had ever seen since her sentence at Prison Hope.

She let her fingertips touch the velvet petals of the flowers, careful to pull it out from its stem. Her feet guided her to the trunk of the green tree - the heart of it all, its rough texture brushing against her tips hard and bumpy.

And what happens next is a blur. She could hear a thud as her knees drop to the ground quickly. Her hands stop her from smashing into the tree and she turns around only seeing a blur of messy short hair, a sly smirk, and a dark shadow of their prison number. 940326. What she sees next is darkness and what she hear is a satisfied humph. "I've caught you, Tom~"


"Hey, have you seen Maeda-san?" Sashihara asked those around her. She only received shrugs or careless replies.

It was really starting to bother her. Maeda was the first to... how could she say this, 'accept' her? She was a guardian figure of sorts, although that comfort only lasted a few hours. Even now, Maeda still felt like her protector even though she looked weak. And now she was missing since morning until the afternoon, and it was extremely odd. The two only room exchanges Sashihara knew she went to and fro were from the Rappappa room to their personal one.

Her jogging around the corner in slight desperation to find Maeda made her crash into another, nearly bringing the two persons down, but fortunately, only her. "Ow..."

"Oh, I'm sorry," a voice said.  A hand was shot into her vision, "You need help?"

"Um, thanks, I..." She looked up to a face seen as familiar as her brain scanned thorough of who it could've been. Then, she read the name.

"Miyazawa..." her mind echoed. She jumped, realizing it was one of those psycho girls from the van.

"S-s-sorry!" she yelled and attempted to dashed away.

"Wait, what's the problem?" she grabbed Sashihara's wrist. "Is there something wrong? Did something happen?"

"Nonononono," Sashihara said, shaking her head fiercely and slipped out of Miyazawa's grip quickly. "Sorrybye!"


Atsuko woke up to a kick in the gut and groggily opened her eyes. The light was dim and made compatible for her tired eyes as her mind drifted off to wonder about where she was. As far as she could remember, she only could hear a teasing voice calling her by "Tom," and honestly, it kind of annoyed her.

However, she soon remembered that she wasn't alone in the dark and damp room as she could spot a silhouette of someone inches from her face. She could smell the stinky breath of the person which made her attempt to reel back. As a reflex of personal privacy, she kicked it back, making it fall and wail like a baby.

"Ow ow ow ow ow! That hurt!" it said. Inside, she groaned. Pretty much anyone and everyone with a brain knew this voice. It talked big for someone who was pretty small by rank and never did what it swore to do. "I don't care what you did! 2 days and 1 night in solitary confinement!"

Atsuko started to move, attempting to stand as she was chained to the chair under her. "Being out during curfew hours is normally one day, but the prison chief won't mind, will she?" it said in a taunting voice. He lashed a smack at her cheek with a whip, leaving something that could leave a scar in the later future.

She felt a stinging pain and the blood seep out of her skin and trickle down. Her eye twitched in a way that visibly showed pain on her face. It smirked willfully, kicking her chair backwards without anything to save her from the impact to the ground. She grunted as the back of her chair saved her from any real damage, but now she couldn't see anything except the window where the light dimly came from. "I'll see you later, Maeda."

Unable to see anything or watch the man leave, she screamed, "You're a fucking coward!" as a loud slam! replied back to her in her deadly silent room, unable to move.


Takahashi was at her peace of mind. Her place on the second floor balcony roof was plain and blissfully silent. Often, Takahashi would hear and watch two separate clubs fight directly below her, providing her of some entertainment. But today seemed to be more peaceful than it normally was as a faraway screech of a bird was audible.

(Kawaei/950212) Running footsteps began to approach in loud pants. Yells chased after the owner of those actions as she came and stopped yards away from Takahashi's location. Her tired pants were loud as she struggled for a stable breath and a gasp of air.

Maybe, Takahashi was just a bit quick to think.

"Hey you! Apologize!"

"I've done nothing wrong! It was your fault, so forget about it and let it go!"

Takahashi watched with interest as she could easily recognize as one of the weaker members of Rappappa. With her signature beanie on her head and scarf wrapped around her neck, she forced herself to keep her ground for the sake of looking strong and keeping Rappappa's strong image in the mind of others'. Takahashi envied her determination, and although she couldn't believe in the girl's strength, she continued to watch the girl.

"Shut up, orphan! Apologize to us!"

"And for what reason, you... you douchebags!"

"Members of the Rappappa club," the speakers went on with a beginning screech. "Members of the Rappappa club... Your favorite chief speaking. Your idiotic... friend, Maeda, will be under solitary confinement for two consecutive days and one night. That is all. ...fucking brat..."

Takahashi's eyes flickered up to the box above her, her thoughts cutting off her interest, wondering what Maeda could have done to deserve solitary confinement, and two days worth of it.

There was nothing to do about it, unfortunately. No one knew where the confinement rooms were, and thus rescue was futile. Additionally, attempt of rescue could result to weeks worth of solitary confinement as well. It would've been a lose-lose situation, no matter what, seeing that there was no way to escape from the place in general.

Now there was laughter below her, "Maeda? That stupid mute girl in your little club? I thought Rappappa were full of stealthy strong people. Turns out they're full of weaklings, and you're going to help prove us that."

Takahashi twitched and narrowed her eyes on the group of people who were starting to surround the familiar Rappappa member. It was no one's job to ever call Maeda stupid. Or Rappappa, 'little'.

"Say that after you've beaten me!" she yelled confidently, though her staggering stance proving otherwise.

Takahashi took this as a cue to get down. She swung into the second balcony floor and then descended down to the ground level in a swinging motion as she landed to the side.

"Oi..." Takahashi said, dangerously. "What did you say about Rappappa, and what do you think you're about to do to one of our truce members?"

"Takahashi-san?" the Rappappa member said.

"Ne, Nanashi, what are you doing with these kind of people?"

"Um..."

"Don't pick a fight with the weak, Nanashi," Takahashi said, cracking her knuckles and rolling her head around. "Rappappa doesn't need them on their tail."

"Weak? Says the lone wolf! We aren't weak, Takahashi!" one of the girls in the mob said.

"Prove it!" Takahashi yelled before charging into the mob. "Only the strong can survive alone!" Her moves weren't identical to Oshima, but they were close enough. Her punches were rougher than usual. Their fuel of insults charged her to do so. Her eyes were as good as fierce as they tried to team against her two to one, and then multiplying to four to one.

In a linear formation, they came from both her front and back. It was nothing for her to cry about while she twisted her body to pull the offender from behind towards the forward offender's attack. She kicked the front offender away to flip the one from behind, making her land onto the one in front.

This futile attack against Takahashi continued until all the members of their meaningless mob were laying on the ground groaning in pain. Takahashi gestured for Nanashi to follow her away from the group.


I'm such an idiot. I should've though this fic through. I already used a character that could've been such an important [strong] character, but I've already perceived her as weak. Ugh. (Additionally, I really want to add a fighting scene, but my mind isn't making any openings for that... Plus the ending felt really weak.)

To be honest, after watching NMB's Kitagawa Kenji PV, I started to believe in SayaYui... After reading sakura_drop_'s Real Life OSs, I started to love AtsuYui as well... (I mean, I've also always somehow loved the interaction between Otabe and Atsuko in MG2..~)

Lol, I stuck that Sasshi part in there because I was bored at school and my break was short. LOL.

Edit: I came back to edit a few things, but it's not something you need to go back for. I fell asleep until morning while reading this. Lol. Proves how sleepy I am from a group project... I was on hyper adrenaline yesterday trying to finish it at school and at home after waking up at 4. The only good part about yesterday is that I dreamt about Sae, Sasshi, WMatsui, and Akicha... I think it was like a sports event, I don't know. But I hugged Rena! Wth is this?! MY DREAMS WANT TO HELP MY LIFE BE COMPLETE. I LOVE THEM SO MUCH. (They're my initial source of ideas.)

By the way... the person who knocked Atsuko out... I'm not saying it's impossible to figure out who might be, but I tweaked her appearance a bit. I did leave two clues! Try to figure it out!

[sakura_drop_]

Ah, Bakamina is so cool in this chapter!! 

Ah, you mentioned my fanfic... Thank you 

Yes, I ship AtsuYui from Majisuka2  Of course, not in such a way as I ship GekiYuu or BlackGeki, or GekiYouran, but 

Thank you for this update 

[m00nchild]

Nice update
Takamina is so cool,
And who the black vision that acchan saw,

@crossing crossroad why i think is Rena?
Because for me Rena is pretty type and Jurina is cool type,
When wMatsui together i will automatic imagine Jurina is a male character.

Looking forward for the next update