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All A Dream?

[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.

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Won’t You Look My Way?

[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.

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Flustered Flower

[A/N: This was one of those ideas that come to me when I can’t sleep in the middle of the night/early morning. Not stuff I’d normally write, but that I just have to give a go anyway.]

“Good morning, Riri~” Mari’s perky voice rang out.

“Good morning, Mari-san,” Riko said as calmly as she could. For Riko felt like she was constantly flustered around Mari these days.

It had started with Yoshiko. She had been the first to call Riko ‘Riri’, for whatever reason. Maybe she thought it was poetic, or dramatic, or something. It was sometimes hard to get what was going on in Yoshiko’s mind.

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A Present For The Collection

[A/N: Aaaahhh, this one ambushed me! After getting Ruby’s story ready to go for her birthday, I looked up when the next one would be, and found Riko to be two days before! So I barely had time to brainstorm, much less plan. I’m so sorry for it being short and kinda shitty, Riko. You deserve better. Happy birthday, you poor pervert.]

“So why did we have to come up to the roof?” Riko asked. The two of them had practically dragged her up here. She hadn’t even managed to grab her lunch.

Chika and You exchanged glances and smiled. “Because…” You said.

“We have a present for you!” Chika eagerly finished.

“You couldn’t have waited until after school?” Riko asked. The door finally closed behind them. It was a bit slow. The three of them moved off to the side.

It was Riko’s birthday, so she wasn’t surprised they had gotten her something. She would have been upset if they didn’t. But the party wasn’t until this afternoon.

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Birthday Reunion Concert

[A/N: Another fictional character’s birthday, another short story! Since I learned Honoka’s is just two days after Chika’s, I decided to combine them. ]

“Happy birthday, Chika!”

Chika looked at the cake on the table in front of her. It even had candles, and her name in frosting. She looked over at the two sitting on the other side of the table. Riko was beaming, and You was grinning widely. When did they…

“When did you… how long have you planned this?” Chika asked. They were at a restaurant in Tokyo, not back home. So how had they gotten a cake?

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A Model Model – Part 2

[A/N: Here’s the version where they are already dating. Part 1 where they are not is here. I had fun thinking up ideas for both.]

“Now try on this next one,” You said, and eagerly handed Riko a black and white dress, with a skirt in various hues of purple.

Riko smiled at You’s eagerness. She definitely didn’t mind modelling for her girlfriend, especially because of how cute You was when she got really into it. But the redhead had to wonder how You found the time to make so many outfits. This would be the third one, and it didn’t seem like it was the last.

“What’s this one for?” Riko asked as she held it up. There was something that seemed a little bit familiar about it.

“Oh, I figured for Halloween we could all dress in the same style as Yoshiko-chan,” You said cheerfully. She did indeed have a couple more outfits in mind before they were done, and she hoped Riko wouldn’t object to them.

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A Model Model – Part 1

[A/N: I got the idea to write two different versions of the same story. There’s basically the same events, but in this one Riko and You are not dating, and in the other one they are.]

“Now try on this next one,” You said, and eagerly handed Riko a black and white dress, with a skirt in various hues of purple.

Riko had been quite eager herself when You invited her over to do some modelling, as she’d take any excuse for the two of them to hang out. But she hadn’t expected there to be so many outfits. They had already done two, this was the third, and it looked like You had more. How did she find the time to make them all?

“What’s this one for?” Riko asked as she held it up. There was something that seemed a little bit familiar about it.

“Oh, I figured for Halloween we could all dress in the same style as Yoshiko-chan,” You said cheerfully. She did indeed have a couple more outfits in mind before they were done, but things were proceeding well so far.

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Silly Lilies 4: Silly Symphony

[Sequel to the events of Silly Lilies 2, set after Silly Sister]

[A/N: The Sillyverse is growing complicated.]

Ruby is almost ready to go, and Dia is fretting.

“Be home by nine, okay?” Dia says while her sister is finding her jacket and shoes.

“I don’t think I’m gonna stay that long, Dia,” Ruby replies. She doesn’t understand why Dia is making such a big fuss. She’s been to visit friends before several times. Okay, pretty much only Hanamaru, but just because she is going somewhere else for once…

“Do you have everything? Wallet, keys, phone?” Dia asks next. She keeps telling herself there’s nothing to worry about, but she still remains worried. Part of her wants so very much to tell Ruby she isn’t allowed to go, but that might just make Ruby upset. Even if it is for her own good.

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Rooftop Heartaches

[A/N: Had an idea while half-asleep one morning, and I haven’t really written much featuring these two. So I  figured I’d give it a shot.]

Kanan found Riko on the roof of the school. It was a bright, sunny day, but the redhead was just staring emptily at her lunch box. She had barely taken a bite. Gusts of wind were rustling her hair, but she wasn’t taking any notice of it. Even when it flew across her face.

“May I sit down?” Kanan asked after she had walked over. Riko slowly looked up at her with dull eyes, then back down before nodding slightly. The older girl took a seat on the bench. She had expected to see red in those eyes, but perhaps Riko was past the crying stage.

Kanan hadn’t taken long to think it over before making her decision. She knew Riko’s heart was broken. In fact she and Mari might have been the only ones who had noticed. The rest of the group were so dense, buying into Riko’s act when she was with the rest of them. Chika especially needed to get a clue. But perhaps it worked in Kanan’s favour that she hadn’t.

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Seasons of Romance

[A/N: Just some short stories based on a cute tweet I saw. Not pairings I’d normally go for. The stories are set in different seasons, but I figured I could at least arrange them chronologically. I wrote them in reverse order.]

The cherry blossoms were falling, and Yohane was watching them float about from the window of the clubroom. She knew it was a normal thing to go outside and watch them, but she didn’t like the way they always seemed to end up clinging to her, and getting in her hair. That part probably wasn’t normal.

Besides, it would probably somehow start to rain if she wanted to enjoy the nice weather. Even though the sky didn’t have a single cloud in it today. They had a way of sneaking up on her. Speaking of…

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