[A/N: For the second of this year’s Christmas stories (which is technically happening post-Christmas), we are revisiting Ruby and Leah from Love Live Sunshine. I wanted to get episode 9 watched before I started this one, and now that that’s done, let’s see what we can do about this. Post-completion: Okay, that became a lot longer than I expected it would. Proof-reading this wasn’t easy, but I’m fairly happy with it.]
Getting the permission for this hadn’t been easy, but Ruby had done her very rubesty. Convincing Dia had been the hard part. Getting Mari to lend her the money for the ticket had been fairly easy. Mari seemed very supportive of Ruby going to see Leah, and had even helped talk to Dia. Ruby wasn’t sure how long it would take her to repay all of that, but she was certain it would be worth it.
She was going to stay with Leah in Hakodate for New Year’s. Of course she felt bad about asking for that after they had just come back from the Christmas concert they did, but she wanted this more than anything else in the world right now. Even more than winning Love Live. If she missed this opportunity, she’d have to wait a whole year for her next chance. It meant missing most of Dia’s birthday for the first time ever, but she told herself that was going to happen sooner or later anyway.
[A/N: This is an idea that’s been in the back of my mind for about a month now. I just haven’t really been sure what to do with it, but felt like I wanted to make an attempt now. This is a continuation of the Ruby The Demon Summoner AU.]
It was a quiet Saturday at the Kurosawa residence, just past noon. Dia was sitting in the lounge with a cup of tea, and a magazine about idol fashion. It was actually Ruby’s, since she was more into the fashion side of things than Dia, but their love of idols was shared between them. So they shared magazines, and other materials too. Each of them only had so much allowance after all, and bought what they felt was most important to them.
[A/N: By the end of episode 8 of Love Live Sunshine, I had been struck by a new sensation. The desire to ship one of the Aqours girls with someone outside of Aqours. More specifically Ruby and Leah. I’ve been struggling a little getting a good idea together, though. Hopefully I’ll manage something decent.]
Writing a song was easier said than done. Ruby had some experience now, and Leah had more, considering Saint Snow was just a duo. But it was still slow going. Probably in large part because they had never worked together before, and didn’t know each other that well. Weren’t used to each other. Which was something only time could fix.
However, now that they were working together so closely, Ruby couldn’t help noticing that Leah was actually very cute. Even when she was very serious. The face she made when she was really concentrating had seemed scary at first, but now that she was getting used to it, Ruby had started to appreciate it. It was cute, and it made Ruby feel strangely giddy.
[A/N: After having tried all day to come up with something interesting to write, I have given up, and instead fallen back on some familiar, wholesome cuteness.]
“Ruby-chan, Ruby-chan, Ruby-chan! Are they turning on the lights yet, zura?” Hanamaru was practically bouncing with excitement.
Ruby checked her phone again. “There’s still another ten minutes left, Hanamaru-chan,” she said. Hanamaru’s excitement level didn’t seem to change at all, though.
The sun had already gone down, and it was getting dark quickly. But that was the point, as they had come to Numazu’s shopping district so Hanamaru could witness this event. Though as the daylight faded, so did the temperature drop.
[A/N: I’ve been brewing on this idea for a little while, and figured it was time to put it to the test. I couldn’t make my idea for a new Dia/Kanan/Mari fic work (yet), but this one feels like a more complete concept.]
The beast stalks her unsuspecting prey. Approaching from the shadows as she eyes her dark-haired prize. Closer. And closer. Then with a ferocious “Wah!” she pounces, wrapping her arms around her sitting target from behind.
“Di-a-chan!” Chika says cheerfully, and nuzzles her cheek against Dia’s.
“Hello, Chika-chan,” Dia says in a tone that conveys fondness, but no surprise.
[A/N: Wanted to write something cute, and again recalled some fanart I saw long, long ago. June or July. I wish I could find it again, but I forgot to bookmark it. But yeah: the childhood friend ship I don’t see that often.]
“Okay then, first one to reach the pier,” Kanan said. “Ready?”
“You bet,” You said, already in her ready stance.
Kanan adopted a similar stance. “Ready… set… go!” It had entered her mind to cheat a little to trip You up, but she was confident in her chances regardless.
Running on sand was always an extra challenge. They were running far enough up the beach that hopefully the sand should be equally dry for both of them. If it wasn’t well into autumn, they might have ran barefoot, but it was a tad chilly for that now.
[A/N: I’ve been pondering this idea for a couple of days, but after the latest LL Sunshine episode I felt the urgent need to start writing it down. I don’t think I’ve written any YohaRiko before this? I can’t remember. I think it’s a cute ship, though.]
It was a nice, quiet day, and Riko had found herself a secluded spot to do some reading. It was getting a little colder these days, so she was wearing a jacket and a scarf, but it wasn’t otherwise unpleasant to sit outside. She was sheltered from the wind in her little nook, as well.
“Hey. Whatcha doing?”
Riko quickly slapped the magazine together, and turned to look towards the voice. Only to see a certain fallen angel leaning on top of the wall she was sitting against. A lollipop stick was coming out of the corner of her mouth.
“Oh, it’s just you,” Riko said. She relaxed, went back to her previous position, and opened her magazine again.
[A/N: Last week’s episode of Love Live Sunshine made me want to write a Dia-centric fic. While I had a couple of ideas, I didn’t have much writing motivation in the past week, so it took me a while to get around to it. But now felt like the perfect time, as I needed to write something exciting and fun to get myself back on track. Inspiration for this came from a piece of fan art I saw on Twitter.]
A hand slammed into the wall by Dia’s head as she was walking, cutting her off.
“W-w-wh-wha-” a startled Dia stuttered, and looked towards the perpetrator.
“Hello, Dia-chan~” the fiend said, and grinned wickedly.
“Y-You-san?” Dia really couldn’t ignore how close her ashen-haired kouhai was.
[A/N: I have this small ball of seeds of ideas roughly falling under the label of ‘Hanamaru is too gay for this’, and one of them sprouted into this.]
“Y-You-san?” Hanamaru wasn’t sure how she had ended up on the floor, or how You had ended up on top of her. But those blue eyes were gazing down at her very intently.
“I’ve been thinking about you for a long time, Hanamaru-chan.” You’s voice was huskier than Hanamaru was used to, and the fingers caressing her scalp was making her shiver.
“You-san…” Hanamaru wasn’t sure what was going to happen next, but then You started leaning down towards her. She closed her eyes, and just as she could sense You’s closeness…
Hanamaru woke up.
[A/N: Another middle of the night idea. I don’t usually write these types of stories, but I suppose I wanted to see if I could.]
She’s beautiful. The most beautiful person in the world. That’s what I think every time I see her.
Graceful, talented, cheerful… wonderful. I have never met anyone like her. Compared to her I am so painfully average. If only she would… I should say something. Hah, I keep thinking that, yet I never do. But perhaps today…
She turns her head, and our eyes meet. My heart can’t decide if it wants to leap out of my chest, or just stop dead. She smiles, a genuine one reflected in those deep blue eyes. One might think blue eyes would be cold, but hers are soft and enveloping, like a warm ocean I want to sink into. I smile back, even though I’m aware it probably looks goofy. Then I realise I’ve been staring. Again.